Dreaming Ecstasy

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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by anonymous

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Valeria sighed as she entered her room at the inn, shrugging off her muddied, dirtied clock and working at her loose blouse yet, which was tied at the waist. That wasn’t a style choice on her part, but she could at least tuck a couple of daggers in there too for a more discreet kind of weapon for when she needed it.

She, however, had not started her life in Havisson town, much less the greater kingdom. Not because the woman had travelled there from another land, but as she’d been in an entirely different world altogether: one where there were only humans. Getting shifted and transported to a fantasy world was hardly something she could ever have expected, but even Valeria had to admit there was little holding her back from her old life. She’d worked in a coffee shop before – and even that had not suited her.

Being out there in a medieval-fantasy world (at least, that was her understanding of the place she was in, as a few months had passed) let her come out of her shell, somewhat. It was easier to stand her ground after learning to use a sword – but adventuring with Bella and Maria was the best thing for her to learn.

“Learning on the job.” That was what Bella called it, the older wolf futa – well, she was not that much older and Valeria had only found out she had different “equipment” between her legs when she’d accidentally walked in on the wolf anthro changing clothes. Bella hadn’t been all that bothered by it, although Valeria couldn’t have denied her fascination with the shift in colour of her fur, how the red shone through the brown more on her hips. With purple hair ruffled up from her head and falling to her shoulders, Bella was easy to spot.

She huffed and sat on her bed in the inn. She’d been there a while so there were some personal items strewn around, but it was otherwise quite plain and simple with a wooden wardrobe, desk and a small table beside the bed. The chair had been pushed into the corner, for Valeria didn’t really use it all that much; she’d rather sprawl out on the bed after returning from an adventure. Yet she’d soon have to pack up with Bella and Maria and head out on a longer trip too, taking everything she owned along with her. That was sometimes frightening, though proved to be more often exhilarating.

Leaning back on the bed, half-slumped on to her pillows, Valeria allowed her mind to wander to Maria. She was smaller than Bella, though demonstrated another kind of anthro in the world, being a shorter horse anthro. Like Bella, she was also a futa, both of them with small sheaths that helped tuck away their shafts when they were not needed.

It was all too easy, however, for Valeria’s mind to wander to what could be hidden in that sheath, the mare-stallion’s grey coat of hair struck through with black, though she had a dorsal stripe running down her back and across her shoulders. With her sultry fall of white hair and shockingly icy eyes, the more experienced of them easily warded off any unwanted attention. Maria was not much of a people person – so to speak.

As much as she tried to push the thoughts of their bodies from her mind, just how bottom-heavy and intoxicating Maria was against Bella’s lightly muscled body that ached to have her fingers run across it, she simply couldn’t. Maybe that was something Valeria had learned before, finding firm boundaries between them all, but she couldn’t stop her thoughts from wandering.

What if... What if...

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Things could have been different, very different, if there was some manner of attraction there, between them all, yet there was sadly not. Valeria sighed, wriggling out of her top and working at her trousers, though they were heavier and tougher to keep her legs clean of scrapes on adventurers. Eventually, however, she was naked on the bed, running a hand down her front to idly toy with her shaft.

Like the others, she was a futa, though she’d always been that way. It seemed to be a more accepted thing in that world, for which she was grateful, though Valeria had not been bold enough to seek a partner for her bed yet. There were just too many other things going on for her to deal with, working out how to live in a new world, grappling with a change in culture and just how different everything was. She didn’t think she could handle sex on top of that, not when she barely even felt she had a stable position in her new life. Having two friends she at least felt like she could trust and lean on was enough for her.

Maybe. Maybe not. It was hard to say and Valeria didn’t have to make any big decisions at that time, rubbing her shaft gently and letting it be coaxed up to medium hardness. Bella and Maria... They were the ones she was closest too and she got to see them in various stages of undress too, which was why she supposed her mind wandered to them as often as it did.

“Hm... Maybe something will happen...” Valeria mumbled to herself as she relaxed on to the bed, on top of the blankets and not bothered at all by her own exposure. “Maybe not... I will see...”

Most likely not, but it didn’t matter as Valeria drifted into a deep slumber, a foot twitching as she dropped into her dreamworld.

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When Valeria blinked her eyes open, she was still in the inn, but something was different. The surrounding room was the same, but Bella was there with her – completely naked. Well, no... No, that would have been a lie. The sexy wolf futa was not completely bare of anything but her fur, not when she had a small, flat chastity cage locked around her cock and balls. Valeria’s lower jaw dropped and she stuttered, suddenly trying to push herself up from the bed.

“I... Uh...” She fumbled with her words, eyes wide open and glassy. “W-what’s going on?”

Yet her heart leapt and she couldn’t hold back a grin from tugging at her lips, all too insistent in how it pulled at them.

“I’ve been watching you, Valeria,” she murmured, her voice softer and more silken than it had been before, in another world. “And you have stared at me so... Look how hard you are!”

Valeria blushed, for it was true that her cock was hard and swollen, the moderately sized length standing up to attention. It ached at the wolf-woman’s touch, Bella letting her fingers fold around it, her flesh practically leaping to her touch.

Such a thing, of course, would not have usually been possible, but Valeria was not to be aware in the slightest that she was in a dream. The real world and the dream world could collide in such a way, allowing her deeply seated desires to come to the surface of it all, her stomach heating as tendrils of warmth curled their way down into her loins.

There was no anxiety there and most certainly no stress and no worry. Not as Bella kneeled over her, putting her red and brown furred body over Valeria.

And the view was spectacular, Valeria’s eyes hungrily devouring her, raking down over her breasts with the pink, pert nipples showing through her fur. They traced the different shades in her fur, her toned stomach, how her entire body was lithe and fit for the adventures they went on. Where one may have expected a pussy, however, there was only that chastity cage tapped down over the small, shorter sheath. It wasn’t even designed so Valeria could really see the shaft pressing against it, if Bella was aroused, but something like that ceased to matter in the heat of the moment.

The cage was designed so it locked around the neck of her balls too for, of course, there was little else there to hold it in place. Even though it didn’t seem Valeria was going to get a close look at its design, there had to be a part that secured around the sheath too, all to keep it neatly and firmly tucked into place.

“I... Ah... Bella...”

Valeria whispered the words even as Bella kneeled over her, sinking lower until she was in a good position to catch Valeria’s cock in one hand to guide it against her anal ring. All Valeria could do, feeling like she was lustfully frozen in place, was watch hungrily as the wolf futa guided the cock inside her, slowly penetrating her ass.

Valeria moaned. Heat swamped her, the tight clutch of Bella’s anal ring closing around her, begging her cock to be deeper. Yet she was not in a position where she could even thrust, far too much in awe of the moment as her heart pounded. Every pump of blood into her dick rendered her even more sensitive than before, skin prickling and tingling as she groaned, a hand rising shakily to Bella’s hip. Yet Valeria was not guiding her in the slightest, not helping or hindering her. It was simply hard to grapple with the sexy wolf futa grinding down on to her cock, finding her new reality entirely overcoming.

“You’re so lucky to fuck a mage who’s also a caged bitch, aren’t you?” Bella teased, a truly salacious grin pulling at her lips. “Mm... You feel so good inside me... The perfect size...”

Even Bella appeared caught in the moment, grunting and moaning, her pink tongue spilling from her mouth. Valeria’s mouth opened and closed several times, something on her lips desperate to be said, yet getting the words out was more difficult than ever. Her throat didn’t seem to want to work, letting out a needy croak instead of words, so she gave up after only a few fumbling moments, whimpering and groaning.

“Ah, yes... I’m lucky, so lucky...”

Valeria mouthed the words she could not say aloud, for that would have to do with the blankets on the bed rumpling under her, darkness aside not allowing a glint of moonlight or starlight into the room at the inn. Everything in her body screamed at her to thrust up into Bella, to claim her, to take her – but was that really her right? It was just an innate need in her body, an instinctive response to having a hot and ready body wrapped around her dick.

If something was touching her shaft, she wanted to thrust. It was no more and certainly no less than that.

“Mmm... Yes...”

Valeria managed a few more coherent moans as Bella rocked on to her, grinding down to ensure every inch of Valeria’s modest shaft was buried in her ass. Her fluffy, red-brown tail lifted, though there was no enjoying the view of her hole taking Valeria’s cock in such a position. That was something Valeria would simply have to imagine.

And then Valeria could move, as if life and energy had returned to all of her limbs at once. With a murmur on her lips, which was the only sound she felt capable of making at that time, she pushed up, moving with Bella as she scooped her arms around her. If not for the dream, it would have been a rather awkward change of position, but being in the dream itself rendered everything fluid and seamless, moving up into a seated lotus position with Bella fully impaled on her member.

The wolf-woman’s face twisted lightly, panting more and more heavily as one hand came up to Valeria’s shoulder.

“Ah... Now, that’s how you take a caged bitch!”

Bella seemed to relish in her own chastity and rocked her hips along with Valeria thrusting lightly into her. It was not the kind of position that encouraged hard, heavy thrusting, but that was more than okay with Valeria. It almost brought their sex into a more intimate fashion still, heads bowed close together as their hips moved and their glutes tensed, that delicious pressure around Valeria’s cock intensifying.

“Mmmm...”

But Valeria could not hold back, not even as pleasure rose inside her, demanding she take more from the moment than she even already was. She panted heavily, her own chest rising and falling sharply, trying to hold back even as something tightened increasingly inside her. It had been a while indeed since she had felt the lure of orgasm pulling at her in quite that fashion, but Valeria would have been lying if she had said she minded at all. There was something about restriction and restraint that struck a chord inside her, simply holding out for longer bringing with it a greater high still in the end of absolute ecstasy.

And it was that very high she felt then, rocking her hips and letting the natural roll and thrust of her body guide her along with it. She might not be animalistic, like the anthros in that world, but she could follow their lead and let her instinct take over. It was easier like that, better able to take in the wolf’s breath on her tits, hot and teasing, the sweep of Bella’s hand up her side, nails raking over her bare, vulnerable flesh.

She thrust and thrust – until Valeria could not thrust for a single moment more, losing control in a desperate howl of pleasure that ripped itself from her throat. For how quiet she’d been in the beginning, a howl like that was entirely unbidden and she almost laughed at the savagery of it all, all as her cum pulsed from her in tempting, hot spurts. Every drop ended up inside Bella and not a spurt was wasted, though Valeria didn’t feel any of it trickling out along the length of her shaft, not even to mark the join of their bodies.

Valeria grunted, her head swimming with pleasure, yet such an orgasm could be crude and sharp, even in a moment like that. When she wanted to languish there, the pulsing ecstasy had to be tamed, leaving her hungry for more.

Valeria’s cock softened a little, though Bella remained on top of her. In the lotus position, it was easier for her to keep her cock inside Bella, though that was really not the point there. It was just another added sliver of sensation for Bella to shiver and lean heavily into, grunting in the back of her throat as the wolf rolled her hips forward, following the lure of her need.

All while her cock remained caged, lightly pressing up against the inside of the flat chastity cage. It was not as if it was going to be let out until Bella was satisfied – but the point of a chastity device, of course, was that sense of divine, quivering restriction.

Valeria made the most of the moment, running a hand up the wolf’s side to her breasts. Her hand roamed freely as the wolf moaned and rocked her hips, her passion mounting. Yet Valeria’s exploration of her was far from complete as she groped and teased her, digging her fingers into her fur and flesh with an almost greedy air. With a curious tweak of her fingers, she pinched Bella’s nipples, stroking and rubbing and squeezing them to see what drove her wild.

“Ah – ohhh!”

Bella moaned openly, words seemingly having dropped from her lips, for the caged mage was too caught in the moment to spend more time in them. That left Valeria to stare at her, fascinated, supporting her with one hand while she plucked and teased and groped the wolf’s breasts and nipples until Bella arched in unrelenting orgasm.

Valeria only got a moment to enjoy the full-body shudders coursing through the wolf’s body, admiring the slackness of her jaw as she cried out her lust, before something shifted around her. Her view of Bella seemed lighter and fainter, like it was losing all substance. She reached out for the wolf – and, just like that, Bella was gone, replaced by another.

Where am I?

Yet Valeria did not need to be in control of the dream as her heart pounded in the cage of her ribs, watching as Maria appeared on the bed before her. The mare-stallion nickered throatily, taunting her with what she could not have had (before) and flagged her tail. Down on all fours on the bed, the horse anthro flicked her tail back and forth, making sure Valeria’s eyes were drawn down to her tighter, more muscled rump.

The equine anthro, however, was garbed similarly to Bella and only wore a flat, small chastity cage that locked her shaft down within her sheath. It denied that flow of pleasure that Valeria’s suddenly hard and aching cock demanded so fully, pulse after pulse of heat flowing through her shaft as she leaned eagerly towards Maria.

Standing by the side of the bed, she found Maria was at exactly the right height for her to press her shaft into her – but not quite yet. Even as heat surged through her body, making her skin prickle and tingle wonderfully, she grabbed the horse’s rump and squeezed it, digging her fingers salaciously in through the layer of softer fat to grope the muscle underneath.

“Mmm, come on, Valeria,” Maria teased, swishing her tail back against Valeria’s stomach and chest. “You know you want to mount a slutty mare, don’t you?”

“Ah... Oh, stars, yes...”

Valeria was barely even aware of what she was saying, her lips moving and her hips making little jerky motions, betraying her own excitement. She licked her lips and leaned forward a little more, unable to even stop herself from relishing in the moment. She might not have known quite how it had come to be, but that didn’t matter in the arms of a dream that was there for her and her alone.

She smacked Maria’s ass without thinking about her actions, the crack of her hand connecting with the mare’s flesh ringing out through the room. There could not have been a sweeter music to her ears, no, but she wanted more, so very much more.

And then her hands were on Maria’s hips, seemingly without thinking about it, and she thrust hard, penetrating the mare’s ass in a single, smooth stroke. Such a thing would have been more challenging outside a dream, of course, but Valeria was not to know that in the heat of the moment too, not with lust fuelling her with every pump and grind of her hips. Of course, that first thrust was not as seamless as she may have liked, taking her time as she worked her hips back and forth, slowly coaxing the mare’s ass open.

Yet Maria proved more than willing as she moaned and ground raunchily back on to Valeria’s cock, making Valeria actually work to hold her in place, gripping her at her hips. Her fingers curled around the bone and sank into the softer, more giving flesh just above and she rocked her hips, using the weight and leverage of her body to work her shaft deeper and deeper. Maria was more than obliging and helped her out with a nicker and a whinny. Such sounds had never sounded as slutty to Valeria as they did in that moment.

Valeria huffed and panted, lips parted so she could rake in breath and breath through an open mouth, her chest and breasts heaving with every gasp at the air. Yet no matter what she dragged into her lungs, nothing eased the aching longing in her chest, what made her keep thrusting and thrusting, her hands sliding back once more to caress Maria’s thick, firm ass. Oh, what a rump it was, toned from so long adventuring, but there was a tease of age about her too, betraying that she was the oldest of the trio going out together.

“Are you a slutty mare then?” Valeria teased, finding breath for her words, even though the mare girl was the one who had put the notion of them into her head in the first place. “A slutty mare warrior... All locked up with a cock you can’t use, fucked in the ass...”

Maria moaned and bucked back against her. Valeria could only imagine just how hard her cock was pressing up against the flat chastity device, leaking her cum and pre-cum. It would be so drippy – and yet there’d be simply nowhere for it to go. She panted heavily, licking her lips, though any saliva that brushed over her lips was gone in a moment, evaporating quickly as she pounding on and on.

There was a rhythm to her strokes, finding comfort in that, thrust after thrust, her hips bouncing off Maria’s ass. Instinct drove her greedily on, drawing back only a little to smack Maria’s ass between thrusts. Beneath the stern impact of her hand, though there was a lustful edge to it too, the mare’s flesh jiggled, begging greater attention still from Valeria.

But her body demanded more and need swelled through her, aching up thick and fast through the core of her being. She moaned aloud as her thrusts became more erratic still, only caught up in the moment, trying to cram even more of her shaft into Maria than she honestly could. After all, she only had so much cock to spare as she thrust and it was not as if her dick would at all match Maria’s.

She could imagine it did, however, swelling and thickening and making the mare scream her name. That would be hot in another way, she was quite sure, but she didn’t need more shaft than what she had to have Maria grunting and huffing, her ass squeezing around Valeria’s cock even in that moment. Valeria groaned, her chin dipping as if in reverence for a heartbeat of a moment, yet she was too ready to cum and spent her load with a gasp and a needy shudder of her hips.

“Ohhhh!”

Her moan rang out through the air as her head tipped back, baring her throat – though Valeria was far from vulnerable as she speared deep into Maria’s ass. She rocked her hips as she spent her load inside her tight rump, feeling Maria rock forward against her chastity cage, though there was no way for her to experience true relief.

A kind of relief, yes... But not what Maria may have wanted, depending on her preference for having her cock caged. Valeria hissed her lust through her teeth, smacking Maria’s ass with her other hand and feeling the impact ring through her palm and her body.

But she needed more, to feel the mare orgasming under her, losing control – even when she was supposed to be locked up and controlled in that moment too.

Valeria thrust, her cock still inside Maria despite her climax, and she was treated to the sight of the mare suddenly bucking back against her. Her weak climax trickled against the flat inside of the chastity device as she sought her pleasure, even if it would not be for her to take, ultimately.

Such was the delight of being restrained, of being denied all her body craved. Maria groaned and stretched out her neck, bowing her tits down to the bed as she rested there, her ass ground all the way back into Valeria’s crotch, demanding all her body had to give too. Together, they heaved, but the dream fell away from Valeria once more.

Blinking, Valeria rose from the dream with a grunt and a groan, as if she had been snoring through the most intoxicating of fantasies. Her hips thrust up as she climaxed, still naked on top of her blankets, spurting a light load of seed that splattered wildly over her crotch and thighs. It was not enough to mark her stomach or higher, not without a good thrust to send it there, but that was not something Valeria was trying to do while coming back to the waking world once again.

“Oof... Mmmph... Oh...”

She moaned lightly, conscious that she was in the inn and she was not entirely alone there, despite everything. Sounds could be heard through the door to the hallway outside and through the walls to other rooms and she had to have some measure of quiet about her. Or else she would be caught out in the act with the innkeeper, most likely, rapping on the door and then hammering, of course, when she did not immediately answer him. He was a grouchy old stoat at the best of times and it was best for her to stay on his good side as much as possible.

But that didn’t stop her from caressing her body in wonder, a light blush warming her cheeks. Her breath heaved in her chest as she groaned and came down from her high, with a mess of cream on her skin. It wouldn’t be like that with her anthro partners, if she had them for real, for it would soak into and make a right mess on fur, she was sure.

Yet all that was just a fantasy as she squirmed a little further over into the centre of the bed to get comfortable. It had been a big task completed earlier that day too and she deserved a little extra rest, despite everything.

As her cock softened, lying back down softly against her crotch and the top of her thigh, she played with her nipples idly, raking her nails around them. When that sensation did not give her what she wanted, she pinched them more sharply, hissing through her teeth as she arched up into her own touch. There was just a part of Valeria, even then, that wished it was a certain someone else touching her, regardless of everything.

It was all so clear in her mind how she had fucked Maria, how solid the mare had felt against her as she ground into her ass. Yet she slipped deeper and deeper into sleep as she relaxed there, the bed feeling softer under her than it ever had before.

And, just like that, Valeria was asleep once more, her chest rising and falling moderately, betraying her excitement and anticipation even then. For she could not relax fully, not even in the dream world, as she looked down at her naked body.

Something was different. It took Valeria a moment to work it out, but soon her eyes landed on her caged cock. She’d never felt anything like that before and she squirmed, eyeing up the pink, flat cage that pressed her soft cock back and, of course, stopped her from getting hard. Even then, her member tried to plump out slightly, even though she was not in any position to help it out.

“What...” Even her voice sounded a little unsteady, like it was wavering slightly in a replication of how unsure she was. “What’s happening?”

“Oh, you know exactly what’s happening.”

The wolf smirked as she approached, but she was no longer the submissive one, no longer the one riding Valeria’s aching hard-on. Bella had a wicked glint in her eye and her posture came with a smooth, rolling gait in her stride, like she knew exactly what was going to happen between them and she was going to love every damn second of their time together.

She paused for a moment, time slowing down. It let her take in every nuance of Bella’s visage, but the wolf not being in chastity that time was very different from before. Her cock was wolfish, not like that of a human’s, and with a mildly tapered tip. What begged attention the most was the deflated knot at the base that promised so much pleasure still, Valeria biting her lip at the thought of just how and what that would feel like buried deep inside her.

“Mm... Not so sure – ah!”

Valeria yelped as Bella backed her right up on to the bed – and she fell back with a short cry. She spread her legs, however, quite ready for the wolf to take her. Everything simply felt easy for her as Bella moved over her, covering her body with her own, though the wolf’s erection was out and hard, leaving a smear of cum on Valeria’s hip as Bella got into position.

She felt it that time, the floaty, dream-like quality of the moment drifting around her as Bella’s cock teased up to her unprotected, vulnerable anal ring. Valeria moaned, wanting it even more than she could put words to, but the moment was for so much more than that, of course. Slowly, Bella pushed inside her in the missionary position, as if her cock was already pre-lubed, though Valeria had not seen her apply any.

It didn’t matter, not as heat surged through her and she panted, grasping at Bella’s arms and holding on to her, wanting to find some sense of stability in a moment. Yet she was the submissive party and whined as her shaft tried to swell up even more stringently against the chastity cage. The flat, restrictive front of it kept her flesh from swelling too much, however, and, to Valeria, it was only a fraction.

She groaned, head spinning from the sensation, too much crowding in on her all at once. Valeria tried to twist and buck her hips so she could get free, but, of course, there was no way for her to do so. That was all part of the moment, the experience, failing and fading and, somehow, exulting in her own submission.

“Give in, little human,” Bella mocked her, muzzle close to Valeria’s face as she drove into her ass, forcing Valeria’s hole to stretch around her wolfish shaft. “You’re where you need to be, under me. Nothing more than a submissive whore to be taken.”

“Yes... Oh, fuck yes,” Valeria moaned, cruder than ever. “Yes... Fuck me... Make me your bitch!”

The words leapt from her as if they had merely been waiting for permission, though Valeria did not mind that all that much. They felt natural and her heart pounded all the more strongly, feeling that good-sized shaft inside her, her backside tightening around it as if her own body was trying to draw Bella’s shaft deeper still.

“Such a bitch, such a slut... Look how well you take my cock.”

Bella thrust, using the full length of her member to take Valeria. Valeria moaned and let her head roll back, an arm cast above her head as if she could reach back to the pillows and find something softer and more comforting there to hold her in place. She panted, open-mouthed, and groaned, rolling her hips, trying to get even more pleasure, more sensation. Yet she was still able to tighten her ass a little around the cock inside her, imagining that she was squeezing it and making Bella want to fuck her even more.

“Yes... Please... More...”

Valeria moaned as she took Bella’s cock, though the wolf only grinned above her, letting the pink spill of her tongue roll from her muzzle. That shaft felt good, too good, inside her and there was a part of Valeria that didn’t want the moment to end. If she could have it all stretch on, forever, she may well have chosen that option in the heat of the moment, grunting in the back of her throat.

“Oh, you’ll get more,” Bella growled above her. “Don’t worry about that, little slut. Soft-skinned whore...”

Valeria gasped, trying desperately to arch up against the wolf, though Bella was too quick for her. She pinned her shoulder with a well-timed hand, the heel digging in while her fingers curled around. Thrusting harder and faster, the wolf devoutly pounded like a piston into Valeria’s tight ass, her hole taking every stroke like that was what Valeria’s body was made for. She hoped it was such, pleasure rolling through her, the ache of her caged cock becoming all the more demanding with every single moment that passed.

The wolf thrust harder into her, until she could not pull back all that much, her knot swelling. That was a unique sensation, the hard flesh tugging at Valeria’s ass as she moaned and tried to rock her hips up to Bella. Yet the wolf was skilled and knew how to handle a caged slut like her, pinning her down as she thrust more shortly, using every inch of her cock without pulling back out past the swollen knot.

“Oh... Ohhhh...”

Valeria’s head spun. How could her ass possibly be so full? Bella’s cock was not as big as Maria’s – but that knot was something else entirely! She groaned as she was fucked, the wolf’s breath hitching as her thrusts suddenly took on an erratic edge.

“Ah... Mmmph, nice and tight!”

Bella cried out as she climaxed, her knot locking them together and preventing even a single drop of cum from escaping Valeria’s ass. But that only meant it was right up where it belonged and she languished more than happily in that sensation. It swelled inside her ass and Valeria tried to rock back against it, even though she was pinned there, her thighs trapped down in a mating press against the bed as the wolf easily took her. It was as if that was what her body had been made for, that sweet lure of submission flowing delightfully through her as Bella spent every last drop of lust she had to give deep inside Valeria.

“Mmm... Such a good fuck,” the wolf grunted, pushing herself up a little, using Valeria’s shoulder to push up and off. “I can get this knot real good and deep inside you... But it’s not going to come out easily, no. Not until it’s all soft and deflated.”

“Ah...” Valeria moaned, her head spinning. “I...ah...can wait. Oh, I can definitely wait.”

She didn’t know what else to do as she squirmed there, licking her lips while Bella ran both hands up her body, from her crotch to her breasts. With a possessive growl, she groped Valeria’s breasts, digging her fingers into her sweet flesh, though when the woman arched and moaned into her touch, Bella repeated the action.

For it was Valeria’s nipples that were the most sensitive as Bella pulled and tweaked them, letting her fingers trail around them and then rounding her back, her long tongue helping her get at Valeria’s tits even while she was still knotted inside her. Valeria whimpered as that tongue curled and flicked over and around her nipples, drawing them to pert, desperate peaks. Yet there was little she could do except squirm on Bella’s cock, that hard length still fully driven up into her ass, keeping her needy.

“Caged and knotted by a stud,” Bella crooned, gripping Valeria’s tit again and giving it a squeeze. “How deliciously pathetic of you, little slut.”

Her cock pushed up against the flat chastity cage, needing coursing through every fibre of her being. Her breath caught in her throat, lungs tight with need. Valeria pushed up to meet Bella’s touch, squeaking as her nipples were pinched, the wolf varying the pressure until she couldn’t hold back for a single moment more. Despite the chastity cage, she moaned and tried to buck her hips, even impaled on Bella’s cock, cumming against it. A weak dribble of cum oozed out around the cage, but she didn’t know quite how hard her orgasm was coming, for the chastity device hid it from her, despite pleasure aching to take her in some fashion.

It slipped away, however, as the dream shifted around her again, though she was still on the bed. Facing the headboard, she looked back at Maria behind her, the mare-stallion smirking as she knelt behind Valeria.

“Ready to get fucked by a real stud?” Maria boasted, though the horse anthro had every right to as she pressed her hard-on up to Valeria’s ass, sliding it over her glutes. “If you can take my cock without screaming... Well, face it, you’re going to be screaming my name one way or the other.”

Valeria whimpered, wanting it all, her ass pushed back against Maria as the equine pressed up to her anal ring. Her body was not going to hesitate to take her bigger cock and it slid inside her smoothly – which was yet another quality of the dream. That side of things, being fucked without lube, wasn’t something she might be all that keen on in reality, but it was all about the fantasy of it in the heat of the moment that mattered to Valeria.

She groaned in the back of her throat, taking that cock deep, but Valeria was acutely aware she still had a flat chastity cage on. It seemed right to her, even as her flesh bloomed against it, desperate to swell and yet still restrained.

That was where she belonged, where she needed to be, and Valeria grunted as she was taken. It took Maria no time at all to thrust the full length of her cock into her, grabbing her hips and sliding her fingers over the span of skin in front of them.

“Caged and bred,” Maria grunted, though there was a stallion-like nicker in her voice, mocking Valeria. “You are going to get fucked so many times, caged slut.”

“Ohhhh, yes,” Valeria moaned, dipping her head, wanting to bow her entire chest to the bed in her submission, the words striking a chord deep inside her. “Yes, fuck me... Take me... Breed me!”

She cried out the words, hoping they’d be heard, but their meaning would still be conveyed to Maria, one way or the other. The mare leaned over her back, grabbing her tits as she fucked her crudely and roughly, not slowing in the slightest to take her time with the human.

To her, in that moment, Valeria was nothing more than a hole to be fucked, her ass wrapped heatedly around the cock ploughing her ass. Maria thrust harder and faster, her hips bouncing off Valeria’s backside, though that didn’t bother the mare in the slightest. She had her partner of the moment there to be taken and Valeria moaned heatedly under her, attempting to grind back on to each of her strokes.

Valeria’s head spun and she heaved for breath, heat swelling deliriously through her body. It was like slipping away to another place and time, huffing and panting for air that simply couldn’t ease the passion of her body. No, no... She needed more than that as Maria pounded into her, every thrust reverberating through her entire body, making her rock forward, entirely caught in the moment.

Maria grunted and thrust harder again, her fingers digging greedily into Valeria’s tits. Valeria would have flinched from the rough pull on her breasts, but she wanted it too, even if she didn’t quite know how to lean into it. There was too much going on in the moment – and, really, if she was only a hole to be fucked and bred she had nothing to say either.

“Such a slut...” Maria grunted, though her words came with a raspier, more urgent tenor to them than before. “Unff... Gonna fill you...so hard!”

One did not have to be eloquent, after all, in the heat of a moment such as that, though Valeria was not at all in a state of mind where she cared at all. Maria could have said anything at all and all she would have done by way of response is moan in turn.

“Mmmoooorrreeee...” She tried to force out, slurring her words. “Neeeeed... Mmmooorrreee...”

Valeria licked her lips, but there was nothing there to give her pause, heart leaping and hammering. Her cock ached to spend her load – but how could she do that with the flat chastity cage in place? She grunted heavily, but, of course, Valeria did not remember the dream that had come before, even if she would again once she had returned to the world of the waking.

Yet she’d reminisce over how real it all felt in the moment, how she could really feel the equine slamming into her, showing her the experienced force and power of her body. The mare’s tail swished as her pace picked up, even lifting too, as if to flag proudly at that point of completion. Valeria’s shaft ached as it squeezed against the interior of the flat chastity device, desperate for release, yet Valeria was not even sure that would be at all possible with such a cage in place. She groaned as her back arched, putting a curve into the small of her back that had not been there before.

Oh, how she longed to cum, every fibre of her being screaming for release. But would it give her any kind of true pleasure? Or would it be a broken, weak kind of orgasm, the kind that left her hungering and whimpering throatily for more still? She didn’t know which would be better or worse and a part of her didn’t care either. She just wanted everything that was there for her to take, lusting for the hot mare pounding her ruthlessly.

Yet not even Maria could hold off her orgasm for much longer as she nickered and slammed brutally into Valeria’s ass, caring only for her own pleasure. There was one more muttered quip about Valeria being caged and bred – and then the mare tipped over the edge, groaning her proud pleasure as she unloaded into Valeria’s backside.

Valeria caught her breath, staying in the moment as Maria spent thick spurt after spurt of horse cum into her anal passage. She swore she could feel the heat of it splashing up inside her, filling her and marking her with Maria’s intimate essence. Yet it flowed deeper into her still, the rampant thrusts of the equine anthro not slowing at all as she used Valeria’s body for her pleasure. To her, there was no better use for a hot hole, after all, and she released Valeria’s tits as she knelt up straight, her hips flush with Valeria’s ass.

“Mmm... That was a start, slut.”

Maria pulled back and wriggled her hips a little playfully, seeming to lighten up ever so slightly, making her cock shift within Valeria. Moaning, Valeria shuddered in place, aware she had dropped to her elbows and forearms on the bed, her torso dipping sensually. However, she couldn’t quite remember when that had happened, even though it put her in an even better position to be fucked when that cock had ground so very deliciously up inside her.

“I wonder how that caged cock of yours holds up to a little more teasing though, hm?”

It was as if the mare wasn’t really talking to Valeria, as if she was there solely to use Valeria with no consideration for her beyond that. Yet her words struck a chord within Valeria and she moaned her consent, pushing back softly even though her legs ached. But something else ached more and it was her caged cock, drooling a thin, weak stream of pre-cum that rubbed slickly between the chastity device and the head of her cock. Yet her pinched, restrained flesh was not to be pleased by her own hand and neither did Valeria expect it anymore.

She jumped as a hand connected with her ass, the sharp sound of a slap ringing out through the room. The pain hit her a moment later and she cried out, though Valeria didn’t mind the spanking at all. Not as the mare slapped both sides of her ass, leaving big, red handprints on her pale flesh, blood rushing up to the point of impact every time.

“Oh! Ahhhhh!”

She squealed, almost bucking on the mare’s cock, which softened slowly within her ass. It may have been softer than before, but it still, at the very least, gave her something to grind on, lungs heaving for breath and heart pounding. Even those small sensations of her body grounded her in the moment, making everything feel even more real, like she was trapped there and forced to ride it all out while her body hungered for that push of orgasm, wanting to tip over the edge.

But she grew closer and closer as Maria raked her fingernails over the red marks on her ass, giving her only a brief respite between slaps. Yet the impact came again and again, one hand eventually locking on to Valeria’s hip to keep the shuddering, twisting woman in place, for she would otherwise have slid entirely off Maria’s cock in her lust.

Yet the mare wasn’t going to let that happen as she brought her hand down in one, final, hard spank that cracked through the air and made even her ears twitch. With that, Valeria could hold back no more – or, more accurately, her restrained cock could not deny the semblance of pleasure.

Valeria tried to surge forward, gripping the blankets on the bed to steady herself, as broken heat lunged through her. There was nowhere for it to truly go, however, as she climaxed hard, but her body only released that stream of slick cum again, falling short of a true orgasm. Desire burned through her body and she whimpered throatily, mouth opening and closing with little, if any, sound actually passing her lips.

But she was there in the moment, groaning and gasping, letting it all roll through her as she spent what seed she had. It didn’t matter that it was wasted, dribbling faintly around her chastity cage, but she felt the pull of it roll through her, the aching need that didn’t truly go away. She might still have needed more but Valeria was there in the moment and, somehow, it all felt like it was fading away.

Slowly, Valeria blinked, the dream falling from her and the real world returning. Her body ached and she cried out aloud, lips parted wetly with a sheen of saliva, as she thrust up from the bed. Her bare cock spurted its load, its real load, and relief flowed through her. Every shot of cum, however brief such an orgasm was in the grand scheme of things, sent true ecstasy flowing unbridled through her, gasping for air as she let her lust be heard.

Panting heavily, she slumped to the bed from the point where her thrusting hips had brought her, head spinning in the aftermath and, of course, from the rather rude awakening too. Yet lying flat on the bed at least grounded her somewhat in the moment too and she came back to herself swiftly as her cheeks reddened.

Had she really had that fantasy about Maria and Bella? She swallowed hard and brushed her hair from her face, though it still clung to the nape of her neck with sweat. Then again...they were pretty alluring in their own way, like her but different, all with their varying life experiences that made them who they were.

Her eyelids fell heavy and it would have been so easy to drift away again...but the door opened.

Her world stopped as Maria and Bella knocked and entered without waiting for her to answer. The wolf was saying something about hearing weird noises coming from her room, but they paused in their tracks, staring openly at the naked Valeria on the bed.

They looked at her and all Valeria could do was look back at them, not moving, simply frozen in place. Dimly, she was aware of her heart beating, but nothing could make her move, not as her half-soft cock rested against her inner thigh.

Would they do anything? Would that be the turning point for them that would change the course of their relationship forever? No one was truly to say.

But there was a part of Valeria that ached to take things to the next level.

Or was she simply dreaming?