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Mariska let out a short squeal against the straw, her face shoved against it as more and more of the horse cock was plunged into her overfull body. The stallion's hands were rough as they pinned her, holding her in place so that she could hardly writhe away as the tip drove into her stomach. The first few inches had been painful to the point of pushing into her pleasure as he had simply forced his way into her body, now he was stretching her with a rough passion that had her squalling out in pleasure. Her inner body worked around him greedily as she was rocked forward harder and his hands grabbed her shoulders and shoved her down.

His grunts of pleasure were followed with a short snort before he dragged his length backwards. He as big enough that he nearly dragged her with him, something that made her squall out loudly before he drove home again. There was no comparison for how her toys felt inside of her, how they stretched her, the living warm flesh that pumped inside of her and stroked its way back and forth. Her walls were spasming as contractions tore through her in an attempt to push him out. Her body knew better than her mind did, it was trying to tell her that she was going too far, but she never listened to her mind. Not then, not now.

She let out a rough cry before the large equine hand grabbed her muzzle tightly and squeezed down. The grip was painfully tight, making her choke out a noise as she had her head forced back down, his hips pumped roughly forward and suddenly the tip barreled up against her cervix. Thick rivulets of his precum spilled into her, but it was nothing compared to her own arousal that was coating around him. She squirmed about, writhing in place as she choked out another noise when he yanked backwards just a few inches before the rough thrust forward. She was nearly thrown across the stall, only being held down by the force of his body as he let out a rough grunt.

"Fuck, little whore, how many cocks you've had inside you? Most girls tear." Buton commented, his breathing roughened as he dragged back out with a lewd suctioning sound.

If he only knew.. She thought, her cheeks flushed before the thrust drove back into her, making her stomach cramp down painfully as he hammered against her soft cervix.

He wasn't that much larger than one of her favored toys, but that toy she was able to use at just the right angle and depth to get what she wanted. True, she was probably harder than most females would be playing with themselves, but it was still timed for her pleasure. This was for his, and in that act, she was enjoying every moment of it. His cock bowed as he bottomed out inside of her, the hips pumped in a furious pace as his nostrils flared wide, breathing out hot gusts against her neck. She balled her fists up, feeling the burn and ache as her passage was continually opened up wide, her breathing came in short bursts, crying out roughly each time he pushed too far inside of her.

He was letting out feral noises, the grip on the back of her neck kept her in place as he leaned up and began to put his weight into the movements. And he had the weight to put into it. The crack of his hips against her ass were loud in her ears as she could feel the sting growing, her tail flipped up painfully high as the lewd wet noises filled the air and made it impossible to think about anything else. Her breathing began to come out in short hitches, choking at times when he was too rough and pushed the boundaries of even her pain and pleasure sensors. It didn't matter, even when it hurt, some part of her body wanted more.

He was hitting hard against her cervix, the violent thrusts that drove through her and made her kick out her legs. The movements were short and frantic as she squalled out against his hand, arching her back before he drew backwards and drove back in again. She felt the heat of his precum bubbling up from the broad tip, scrubbing through her as she closed her eyes. Mariska's entire world was narrowed down to the beat of his body against her, the throbbing of her own heart while the weight of his tip grew and swelled inside of her. It was growing wider, thicker inside of her, prying the taut ring of her body open.

She gave her hips a little buck and he yanked her back roughly, almost snarling above her as he slammed home, pushing hard against the barrier of her cervix. Her eyes bulged as she clamped down tightly around him, causing him to struggle as he dragged himself backwards slowly, the wet suctioning sound was so loud in her ears before he gave another rough thrust forward again. The movements became short and frantic, bursts of motion that rocked through her, driving the cock tip ever deeper inside of her aching stomach. She balled her fists up tightly and curved her back up as much as she could. The movements were short and instinctively, her breathing came out in short ragged bursts, the sounds shaking out while her tongue spilled out from her small muzzle.

It built up, the need flushed through her with a powerful rush that ran over her mind and body, pushing away every bit of control she had. The orgasm hit her hard, making her walls immediately start to flex and suckle along him, the smooth movements building. His hips pumped against her, stirring and stroking through her sleek nerve filled passage, taunting her, making her body arch up higher in the air as she tipped her head back as far as she could. It was almost blinding, the pleasure kept rushing over her, pouring down her back and making her walls contract and suckle. Every movement was timed, pulling to feel the flaring tip reaching an apex inside of her, gaping her walls open wide.

The brutal thrusts worked against her, short movements that ran through her, the short stabbing movements that sent her body lurching forward with the impact that they caused. She twisted herself, squirming about with a ragged little squeal. The sound of her call erupted out loudly from around the grip on her muzzle, the flexing fingers kept her head tucked down tight against the ground as the cock started to twitch. She felt the pulse intimately inside of her, the quiver and leaps upwards that made her cry out loudly, her entire body jerking in place. The flared tip plunged right up against the barrier of her cervix as the length of it bowed under the pressure.

The stallion's rumbling call of pleasure came with a pressured stream of cum that erupted from the tip and poured into his body. The streamers pushed outwards along the edges, rope after hot gooey rope flooded her body. She writhed in place, jerking forward a little bit as he gave another rough thrust forward. It was a powerful movement that rocked her body forward, throwing it so she was pushed along the ground before the next stream of cum poured into her. Her walls automatically quivered and pulled, squeezing along him while she writhed, the next stream of thick cum that poured out of his tip made her twitch and jerk in place.

"Did I feel you cumming, little slut?" Buton rumbled and shifted his hips, the cock tip slathering a spill of thicker seed inside her, tacky slathers of gel. "Rrrmph, so wet too."

Mariska couldn't get out anything, she let out a bit of a whimper when the hips adjusted behind her. She felt slightly dizzy still, the pleasure making her want to squirm and roll around in the afterglow. The weight of the paw pressed against the line of her lower back, shoving her cum filled body roughly to the ground before his hips jerked back. There was a lewd wet noise as the length dragged free of her body, tugging outwards as her own walls tried to clamp down around the edges. She let out a weak squeal, writhing before the flared tip pulled its way out with a slurping noise, falling back and leaving her cunny gaping open wide from his assault.

She heard a low whine growl, the sound of it made her head lift as she noticed the massive carrun was snuffling towards her again. His eyes were bright, fixated more on the stallion than her, but his jaws were open as the tongue tip flickered and danced in the air. He was sampling her scent as he padded closer towards her, dipping his head down while the tip of the dark cock was easing out of his sheath while he regarded her. There was something predatory about it, his tail was stiff and lifted up higher in the air. He was swinging the appendage back and forth before the stallion slapped her ass right with his cock, heaving himself back up with a grunt.

"Now now, Granite, don't be getting ready to stud her here." Bruton pushed the large carrun back as his dripping cock retreated into his sheath. "I can't have you simply ignoring what you came here for."

"I was-" She began to answer and then shuddered as the hand grabbed the back of her neck and hauled her upright. "How do you know what I came here for?"

"When I saw you sucking at his cock?" The horse whickered laughter and gave her a rough shake. "Filthy little thing, I bet you've been fingering yourself ever since you saw him mounting his females. Well, we'll have to give you a real treat."

He didn't seem to understand her and Mariska didn't bother to inform him of her desires, he was worked up, gripping her roughly as if he was sure he would have to hold her down. She wanted him too, the bruises on her shoulders were a pleasant ache offset with the dull cramps of her stomach from where his flare had bottomed out in her. It hurt, throbbing in time with her heart, and felt so good that she was nearly shuddering with small orgasms that hit against her each time she moved. His cum was spilling down her legs as he picked her all the way up and snapped out a command to the carrun behind him.

Granite was snuffling already, confused, and intrigued by what was happening as she writhed in the hold on her. His rough hands smoothed against her flat chest, digging down a little bit and pinching to make her let out pained noises that only made his spent cock respond slightly. He wanted her to hurt, the idea was frightening and delightful all at once. He wasn't going to kill her, if he was, he would have already done it. He was doing things for his own pleasure which meant that it would only end up being something she wanted to have happen. The carrun might be large, but the stallion had stretched her out already, there was every chance that she could take him now.

Buton took her down past the line of the fences and away from the glimmer of the main house. She had never come to view the rest of the farm, she didn't know what was down there save that she had glanced a few buildings tucked in odd corners. She twisted and writhed slightly, her tail smacking back and forth as she felt a hot breath bathe along the underside of the tail. The carrun was stalking behind them, the low growl that was running in his throat was showing his eagerness as the groom led the way to one of the smaller buildings. It looked a bit like a work shed except that it was a bit wider and taller than one should have been. The closer they got, the more the carrun stalked her, his teeth snapped out against her hip as he let out a curious whining hiss.

"Do you know what we do with the virgins?" Buton spoke idly as he reached the building, moving his hand down to grab her by the tail, using it like a handle as he dropped her and freed his other hand.

"No, I thought they went in the pen." Mariska answered softly, her heart beating faster as the rough scaled head shoved against her shoulder, knocking her forward.

"They'd be ripped apart." The stallion informed her as the door swung open, dim lights snapped on in answer to the movement. "Foolish virgins, they cry and yowl the whole time, often fighting hard enough to make the males decide the mating isn't worth it."

"Foolish of them." She said in a soft voice, it was a small voice, one that came out a bit strangled as she got a glimpse in the room.

It was entirely bare, which was an oddity on a farm that seemed to cram every space they could with bits of equipment. The floor was scarred wood with rake marks that ran all the way back towards the door while there was a large wooden post mounted to the wall with padded leather. Most of the leather was torn and shredded as if some creature had been biting on it, but she took those in at the last. Her eyes were mostly fixated on the sight of the floor and the great chains that were coiled neatly in piles. There were restraints hanging from one wall, all of them lined up neatly from smallest to largest, along with several collars that had been hung up. Everything was metal, nothing so crass as leather. Most of it was pitted and scarred as if it had seen heavy use.

"So we have to lock them up tight, bind their muzzles up to that bar so they can't bite our stud and let them learn that they can't fight being bred." The horse spoke with relish, pushing her roughly in towards the wall as the carrun crowded behind them both. "I'm sure you can't damage my stud, but I'll be damned if I miss the show because I have to hold you down personally."

"It's all too big." She said, shuddering a little as she caught the thick rich scents of stale sex on the air.

"True, but I'm sure we can rig it up for you, little slut. Besides, we're far enough away from the farm I doubt anyone will hear you squalling." He commented and gave a bit of a squeeze against the base of her tail. "We don't want you struggling so much he gulps you down."

"How nice of you to think of that." She snapped, a shiver of fear trailing down her back, it wasn't enough to stop the desire surging beneath the surface.

"I'm sure you'll learn how to thank me properly." He answered and released her tail to move over to the wall. "Of course, that's if you actually manage to survive Granite. You'll be thankful I was gentle enough to stretch and lubricate you."

He was enjoying it, she could see it in his eyes, he was savoring having her trapped and what he was about to do. She swallowed, torn between the fact she was loving every moment of his attention and the knowledge that he might just do something worse to her. He moved around the open room confidently, hauling out a set of restraints that were the smallest of the ones offered. Her eyes slid over towards Granite, seeing the creature starting to pace by the door, his eyes fixed on her eagerly as he did so. She had no doubt he had pinned down many a female in this room, he knew what it was for, even if she wasn't precisely the sort of female that he was used to servicing. His cock was sticking out, several heavy inches were twitch and quivering along his lower belly, spilling out rivulets of precum to the ground.

Buton didn't waste time getting the restraints ready, padding them with thick fabric so that they weren't as large for her. Her eyes were pulled away from the large drake when she was swung around, shoved up against the leather bar roughly so that her hands were lifted up. He pressed against her, looking down while his spent sheath was shoved up against her chest, wet and slimy feeling as he forced her legs up high in the air. He pinned them together roughly, nearly bruising the bone, causing her to cry out in protest. The way he was standing made sure that she was aware his cock stirred in reaction to the pained noise she made. How had she been so unaware of what he wanted? What he was? She could have had this done weeks ago if she had only pushed him.

"A shame you can't be rigged up with a stand, but I'm sure you'll make do. Granite has been known to breed the smaller females easily enough." He snapped the metal around one wrist, and then the other, the rough edges biting against her scaling. "Do you know the unique thing about carrun?"

"What thing?" Her voice was strained as he drew the restraints up, yanking her forward several steps.

"They'll always knot their females." He almost whispered the words as he yanked her arms down, forcing her to bend over towards one of the metal rings. "Not a problem with the larger females, of course, but with someone so tiny.."

"I'm not deep enough!" Mariska jerked a little, the fear rising again as the heavy chains were locked onto the restraints forcing her to lean forward.

"Oh you are..." The stallion mocked her, reaching down to test the chains. "Ever have an animal scrub that little womb of yours? Because he'll get in one way or another."

She let out a noise, an animalistic sound she couldn't stop, it made him rumble laughter as if he thought it was fear. And some of it was, but the rest of her was imagining the carrun forcing himself inside of her until he was hilted, glutting her womb with his cock until she was stretched in entirely new ways. Her breathing came out faster, nostrils flaring open wide as the stallion stood up and grabbed her tail to force her ass up in the air. Her spent lips were drooling cum from herself, droplets falling down along her inner thighs as another thicker restraint was used to clamp down around the base as she writhed about. Granite let out a breath against her tail and rumbled, the sound vibrating low in his deep chest as a chain was attached to her tail.

Buton didn't try to chase the animal away, not even when a hot slavering tongue pushed out against her sore outer lips. They pushed upwards smoothly, running against her so that she let out a breath as he gathered up some of the mess on his tongue tip. The hot breath panted out over her as her tail was used to yank her legs up off the ground. She heard the chains rattling as she strained to grab the ground with her toes, but her legs were lifted up to the point that a sharp pain struck the base of her tail. She strained to take her weight onto her arms, but there was little she could do as the stallion made sure that she was strained out perfectly for the carrun that was snuffling her.

As she was lifted higher she felt the hot slimy tongue plunging out in a rush that drove into her passage and curled upwards. Her internal walls squeezed down as she writhed in place, the chains clattered loudly as she struggled, only to feel the stallion's thick hand sliding up and under her stomach. He held her still as the tongue worked through her with a roll and push through her narrow body. Her internal walls contracted down tightly, suckling and squeezing as it twisted slightly and she felt the edge of the teeth right against either side of her ass. Mariska sucked in a breath and let it out with a shaking breath, trying to hold herself still as the creature twisted his tongue about.

The slick saliva coated her, her body was still stretched enough from the stallion that it didn't hurt, even when he plunged in deeper. His hot breaths turned into low growls, the sound vibrated through her as he raked backwards with a jerking movement. The tip drew out with a wet noise, pulling right against her outer folds before the carrun rumbled out and lifted one of his heavy paws. The talons caught against her hip and gave a rough pull, yanking her backwards hard enough that she sucked down a breath and let out a shaking breath. He did it again, the rough pull dragged her backwards as she writhed, twisting about in place and felt the next blast of heat hit against the base of her tail and move up higher.

The stallion didn't stop him, he only adjusted the chains on her tail so that she was lifted up higher as the massive animal began to step over her. His scaling scraped against her back as he loomed high above her, he didn't have to mount her in the least, there was too great a difference in their height. He simply walked over her and suddenly the teeth grabbed at her neck. She was too small, there wasn't enough room for him to actually get ahold of her. Instead, he clamped down on her shoulder as a last resort, his teeth dug down tightly and squeezed hard enough to make her squeal out. The chains rattled around her loudly, ringing this way and that while she tried her best to lift herself up only to drop back down again.

The heavy spill of precum ran down against the base of her tail, a thick droplet that ran along the curve of her cheek and caused her to freeze in place as the fleshy tip jabbed and probed against her. The little nudges and pushes bumped against her upturned ass lightly, grazing against the smooth scaling as he pushed downwards and dropped his weight down. The blunt cock tip pushed right up against underside of her tail, pushing downwards with a smooth stroke that caused her to writhe and jerk forward before it pushed lower along the crease of her ass. The body brushed against the line of her spine, the chest dipping down lower as the legs splayed open wide, wrapping around the curve of her ass before the cock grazed right against her pucker.

Mariska was lost in a haze of desire and need, the anticipation was working against her, her eyes were sliding shut as the cock tip roughly hit against her. Each jerk and twitch thudded hard against the narrow opening before there was a shove right against the puffy mound of her cunny. The impact made her call out, the loud squeal burst from her lips before the tip shoved forward and hit hard against her mound. Her outer lips were forced in on themselves roughly as one of the carrun's paws jerked upwards and hooked against her hip, using it to balance her before the cock tip drove inside of her body. The moment he drove into her she let out a squealing cry, unhindered by the stallion's hand on her muzzle.

The carrun wasn't gentle or careful, he drove into him with a powerful thrust that ripped through her passage as her walls started to clamp down tightly. She spasmed over the smooth length that plunged in deeper and deeper, the forceful working of the hips didn't stop as the tip delved in deeper with another rough jab. Her walls were already stretched from the stallion, but that in no way prepared her for the brutal drive that shoved the tip right up against her cervix. The soft barrier bowed inwards as the hips jerked against her, grinding before the drag backwards pulled the ridges from her body with lewd wet sounds. The yanks pulled free with a series of smooth drags that slipped out with a wet popping sound, strands of stallion seed and her own arousal clung down from the line of the shaft.

He didn't give her a chance to catch her breath, he immediately drove forward and his hips went forward like a sling shot. They cracked against her with a powerful thrust that drove right up against the opening of her cervix. He bowed forward as the ridges pulled her open and forced her walls to clutch down tightly. The powerful rippling movements caressed over the stiff spire, the twitches felt as they quivered and ran back out as he jerked backwards. The powerful haunches rippled and jabbed in deeper with a forceful thrust that pushed the narrow tip roughly against her cervix, bowing it inwards.

He glutted her small cunny with his length, there was too much of him and not enough of her, her tail ached from being forced to hold up her body and it was soon pushed up higher. The powerful snap of the hips shoved her up high in the air, forcing her body to strain as her wrists were yanked roughly against the manacles. Her scales bruised while she thrashed briefly and he jerked backwards again. She was drawn off his cock by her own weight dropping back, her aching muscles spasming in reaction before he drove forward again with another violent thrust forward. The movement drove her ass back up into the air, lifting it high up, causing her stomach to cramp in pain as he hit hard and bottomed out.

The teeth snapped down against the line of her shoulder and dug down hard enough she could feel her scale being dented in. She squealed out, the sound burst free wildly as the jerk backwards tore some of them, welling blood up around the edges as the animal started to thrust roughly inside of her. There was no plan in place, he was hammering into her with his claws digging roughly against the sweep of her belly. The rake dragged against the edges as the next thrust drove her back up again, building the movements to constantly caress through her aching body.

She twisted and squirmed in place, the little movements that worked to contract her body around him as he stretched her open wider and wider. The strain and swell bowed up against her cervix, catching right against the narrow opening with a bruising hit. She opened her muzzle open wide, sucking down a breath and crying it back out again loudly as she did so. It hurt, her stomach started to feel pangs rippling through her lower belly as she was force fed another inch. It drove hard against the rubbery ring that kept her egg chamber sealed, his body was prying harder against her, making her squeal out wildly.

It hurt, the pain was sharp and immediate as the spear shaped tip forced forward and splayed the walls wider, the burning building to a pitch that had her actually pulling away as much as she could. The cock slipped out with a slurping noise, several ridges coming free before the teeth clamped down harder against her. He gripped her with the paw, yanking backwards with a powerful lunge as he drove forward again. The narrow tip started to spread the walls open wider and wider, stretching into her cervix with a rough drive. He snarled, his breathing came out in a short series of bursts, each one ragged and short while the walls as he squeezed the narrow tip through her passage. A hot stream of precum erupted from the tip, flushing into her open womb before he gave another buck.

The slow steady pressure built up, forcing inwards with a rough press that forced the wetness out around the base as another ridge was force fed into her body. It hurt to the point that she felt tears leaping up into her eyes, spilling down over the edges and he gave another rough thrust forward. The cock drove forward, the ridges slipped through one after another, popping inwards until the spear shaped tip hammered into her womb with a powerful lunge. She saw stars, the last few inches sank home, and they were complete with the obscenely thick swell of the base that battered it's way past her gaping vulva. Her entire body was glutted on him, bulging lewdly as her lower stomach began to swell open around the massive tip that was driven home inside of her.

He didn't give her a chance to try and come to terms with it, her body strained to try and adjust to the size and he yanked backwards. The bulge pulled backwards and the knot slipped free with a loud wet noise, strands of wetness clinging from him as the narrow arrow shaped tip pulled outwards with a yanking drag. She felt the precum spilling out of the tip, oozing out over the edges, drooling into her body and pooling inside of her body before he drove forward. Her aching cervix was pierced open wide around the tip again, her belly glutted with the tip while the bulging knot sank home with a wet noise. Mariska shuddered back bucked, squeezing down around the ridges firmly as she shuddered.

She was torn between pain and arousal both, it was making her stomach twist slightly as the knot drove her open. Her vulva stretched her open wide, slipping forward with a lewd popping sound before the next drag backwards. The ridges scrubbed through her body, hot and messy feeling as it slid through her with smooth movements while she was arching her back up higher in the air. She jerked backwards, twisting with a whining cry as the cock tip foced its way home deep inside of her body again. Her stomach was bulging with the sheer size of the cock glutting her, her cervix forcibly dilated open wide as the cock pushed inwards.

It hurt, her entire body was throbbing with pain as she jerked up higher in the air and gave a little jerk backwards again. The knot strained her open, splitting her cunny open wide and she twisted herself around. The movement rippled down the line of her spine as she curled her tongue tip and let out a ragged squalling cry. It was like nothing else in the world, she was overwhelmed while she was stretched open, the beast was thrusting roughly, forcibly driving in and out of her body with smooth movements. They were perfectly timed, making her tail hurt, the stabs of pain fading away as she shrilled out again. Every time she called out she clamped down tightly and caressed right along the thick ridge of the spires pumping through her.

The spear shaped tip drove through her, filling her cervix, stretching it open wider until it filled her egg chamber. The hot stream of precum erupted from the glans and spilled into her before the beast yanked backwards. She moaned out, the sound came from deep in her throat as the knot splayed her outer lips open wide. The swell of it shoved into her body, making her cunny look puffy and swollen as she struggled to hold it before the beast yanked his hips backwards again. He was shuddering above her as she let out another cry, feeling the thrusts rocking against her. She was locked in the pleasure that he was causing, feeling it surging beneath the aches and pains of being splayed open around the too large tip.

"Interesting..." Buton spoke up, his voice thick with lust as the tip plunged back into her stomach, making it bulge and swell open wider.

The internal walls started to suckle and squeeze, the movements timed to feel the ridges that were growing more defined by the moment, yanking back out of her with a forceful yank that drew backwards. The wet strands of preccum that were being flung out inside of her constantly, mingling with her own wetness. Her breathing started to come in short bursts, her noises growing higher pitched as the spade shaped tip continually bloated her stomach. The lewd wet noises came constantly, plunging through her, jabbing in deep before the drag backwards. The knot pulled at her, straining and trying to pull out of her mound, her entire body was locked with the stab of pain that stirred deep inside of her.

It slipped free finally and she shrieked out. The noise echoed in the shed before he was filling her again. The animal's haunches were driving forward to makethe taut ring of her violated cunny stretch open and swallow around his base. It made her stomach leap and churn, twisting in reaction as the tip nestled deep inside of her. Her internal walls started to squeeze down tighter, making it harder for him, but he only clamped his jaws harder against her shoulder to use it as purchase to keep her in place. Every part of him was tense, his hips snapped forward, driving his knot home with a wild plunge that had her gaping open wider and wider.

She wanted him, she was whimpering and humping back against him, trying to feel him more deeply inside of her. Every fantasy she had felt when sitting by herself was ripped away and destroyed, replaced with the reality that consumed her. Her breathing came out in short bursts, sometimes ragged and violent and other times she held it and simply savored the sensation of the movements ripping over her. Her outer lips were aching badly, being forced to stretch open wide, but it didn't matter, now when she was actively pushing him back in whenever he surged forward. The thick spill of his saliva on her shoulder ran along her bare chest as his paw yanked her back again.

He was thicker, his entire cock was swelling open to make it harder for her to fit him. The tip was throbbing and gaping open wider, making her entire body seize up and her muscles contracted down. She distinctly felt every ridge catching over her smooth passage. It was driving inwards with a force that made the breath escape her lungs as the tip sank in deep and the beast tried to yank backwards again. The moment the beast jerked his hips back, the chains went taut and he struggled as her own body latched around the swelling knot and holding it tight as he yanked back again. Her arms were pulled out as she let out a ragged sound, her body working around his cock, milking and squeezing it.

Every contraction and caress slid along him, pulling smoothly as her cervical passage clutched just behind the spear shaped tip lodged inside of her. Every quivering flex worked to drive the ridges harder into her as the carrun jerked back and forth, thrusting against her with a snarl that vibrated her shoulder. When he drew back her arms were strained, twisted slightly, but it as a discomfort that was pushed to the backdrop of her mind. Her body was flushed with desire, throbbing so that her ears were pounding as she let out short helplessness noises of pleasure. Her walls worked and squeezed, feeling the knot splay her wider, nearly tearing her as he was lodged so deeply that her legs were forced to splay open wider to either side.

It was more poignant than a toy, she felt the warmth of him, the throbbing twitches that worked a moment before her entire body jerked in place. She arched her back upwards and jerked her head backwards as the beast gave a final push forward. The tip exploded in a pressured wash of cum inside of her, bathing out into her violated womb in a thick stream that flushed in deep. She milked around him, the smooth caresses teased and helped draw the thick cream that flushed into her egg chamber. The first few pulses were easy, at least, as easy as it could be with the monstrous shaft inside of her, but he rapidly ran out of room.

There was no escape from the torrent pouring into her, no relief at all, while it poured deeper inside of her, her stomach began to swell open. The taut chamber gaped wider and wider, bulging around the mound of seed that was being added to with every jerk of the hips that pushed forward. She gave a writhing push backwards and then felt another grind as the carrun released her shoulder and her upper body was allowed to drop towards the ground. She could feel her body trying to accommodate the size of his load, the warm fluid built up to the point she began to look as if she were already bearing his clutch. The pressure spiked and she let out a little hiss before there was a clatter of chains about her.

The chain that held up her tail slid free and suddenly her entire body weight hung down from the cock. She squalled out in shock as the knot split her slightly, just barely sliding the rounded edge out, but there was no displacing it now. The beast didn't do more than grunt as he shifted above her, moving around with a yank that made her shudder. Her bulging stomach was given another addition of thick seed pumping out of him. She hung from his twitching cock, her tail fell back along the curve of her spine as she panted out shallowly, keeping her eyes mostly squeezed shut.

"Mmmm, I do believe you like that, don't you little slut?" Buton spoke as if from a distance, his voice a low rumble. "How terribly interesting."

Mariska had no answer from him, she only curled her toes and basked in the sensation of the throbbing knot locked inside of her. There was nothing like Granite in the world, nothing could fill her like he had. Though... that only meant she had to find out if that were really true or not. After all, she was always up to a challenge.