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Alex drummed his fingers boredly on the arm of his chair as he reclined watching the rape of Joanna the hostess on his little television with the shades drawn.

He himself was fully dressed, although his tie was loosened. His friends lounged about in various states of undress: a jacketless Fabian sat beside him on the edge of the desk, whilst Biff, with jacket and pants off, lay on the floor, chin in his hands, eyes glued to the screen. Marty had gone out to get something to eat.

On the television, the beautiful Minerva Stryker's sensuous pounding of the smaller woman with her enormous horsecock had the rabbit's full attention, as it had two nights ago.

"Man, you guys have all the fun when I'm not around," Biff was complaining.

"Says the guy who already had a faceful of Minerva's cum earlier that very evening," Alex chided him gently.

His pants were already tented, and by the time the winch-cable from the Range Rover was slid 'round Joanna's throat as an impromptu noose, the black-haired rabbit was dangerously close to exploding in his pants.

As the hostess was lifted into the air onscreen, Alex idly turned to glance over at Minerva, who lay on the office couch in little else but a pair of thong panties, which bulged obscenely with "her" maleness, and an open nightgown, which showed off her breasts quite nicely. The diamond necklace he'd given her was nestled between them. The muscular clydesdale shifted slightly and the couch groaned under her weight. Alex smiled.

After their rather unique dinner date two nights ago, Alex had come to the conclusion that he was hopelessly in love with Minerva Stryker. Which frankly surprised him. He never honestly saw himself as the kind of man to genuinely love and care for a woman. And even though technically Minerva was a male due to the fact "she" still possessed a cock, Alex couldn't help but think of her as a woman.

But love her he did. He was just having some difficulty finding the right way of expressing it. His thoughts were interrupted as the office door flew open and Marty ran in, looking excited, no takeout in sight.

"Alex!" he said. "Your dad is coming up!"

"Shit," mumbled Alex, grabbing the remote and turning the tape off.

Standing, he walked around the desk as Fabian slid off it and Biff stood, the two dressing. Going over to the couch where Minerva lay, Alex knelt down beside her and gently shook her by the shoulder. She stirred slowly.

"Mm," she mumbled.

"Wake up," Alex said. "My dad is coming."

She sat up, the nightgown slipping off of her broad shoulders. "Your father?" she inquired.

She seemed interested. Alex had only mentioned him a few times since he and Minerva had started becoming intimate. Smiling she pulled up the nightgown and slowly closed and did up the front so as to hide her bare breasts and bulging panties.

No sooner had she finished doing so than through the open office door walked the biggest and most muscular rabbit Minerva had ever seen.

"Big Ben" Fletcher was dressed in a drab gray suit with a clashing, festive-looking bowtie. He had the same narrow, cruel-looking eyes as his son, although his eyebrows were bushier with age. He also didn't share Alex's hair color. Instead, Ben's hair was dark red in color, and very long and smooth.

Like well-trained soldiers, Fabian, Biff and Marty all snapped to attention in their friend's father's presence. Ben gave them a dismissive gesture and they scurried from the room like frightened children.

Minerva he ignored. She remained reclining on the couch as Ben walked over to his son, idly playing with the diamond necklace through the partition of the nightgown.

"Where have you been the last couple of days?" he asked.

"Oh, here and there," Alex replied.

Ben chuckled and gently cupped Alex's chin in his large hand, kissing him fully on the lips. "Mm, missed you. And so has work."

Minerva canted her head, curious now. She shifted on the couch which again groaned under her weight, but still she was ignored by her lover's father. Alex for his part blushed hotly at his father's attention.

"Don't worry, I'm not behind on any paperwork," Alex explained. "I've been doing it in my spare time. Well, what spare time I've had."

Ben blinked and only now did he turn and regard Minerva. "Oh," he said. "I see."

The horse instantly tensed a bit and eyed him, but smiled back at him cheerfully. She let go of the necklace finally, forcing herself to stop playing with it.

"And who, pray tell, is this lovely thing?" Ben asked.

Instantly, Alex felt an urge to get between Minerva and his father. It was the first time since he could remember that he had felt territorial around Ben.

Minerva got up off the couch finally, and it creaked as she left it, as though sighing in relief that the buff clydesdale's weight had finally left it. Rising to her full height, Minerva found she stood a head taller than Ben, who looked up at her, smirking.

"My, Alex," Ben said. "Usually you go for more petite girls. I didn't think bodybuilders were your type."

"I'm Minerva Stryker," the horse said simply. "I work for your son."

"Work?" Ben turned and eyed Alex.

"She's, um, a professional," Alex replied, and immediately wished he hadn't phrased it like that.

"Of what sort?" inquired Ben.

"Not the sort you're thinking," Alex said.

Minerva couldn't help but laugh a little bit at this. "Oh, nothing like that, sir," she explained. "I'm what you might call a problem solver. I used to work under the name Jan Michkov."

"Isn't that a man's name?" Ben asked.

Alex stifled a giggle.

"Lots of hormone therapy and a little nipping and tucking," Minerva replied with a wink. "Made it easier to lose Interpol and come to America."

"Oh!" said Ben, finally seeming to understand. "I see." He looked her up and down. "My, my. Very good work."

He lifted a hand and cupped one of her breasts, bold as hell. Minerva glanced down at his hand, frowning, but allowing him to touch her.

"Very natural," Ben opined.

"Thank you, sir," the horse said, "I am rather proud of them." Abruptly changing the subject, she said, "I hope I haven't been keeping Alex from you for too long."

"Nonsense," Ben said. "I've had him my whole life, while you've only had him for a few months."

Figuring this was his cue, Alex stepped over and stood beside his dad, smirking. Minerva smiled sweetly.

"Oh, good. I would hate to hinder him from his work," she said.

"Indeed, and such very important work it is, too," Ben said, groping his son's ass. "Alex handles much of the day-to-day runnings of the company. I mostly handle the political aspects nowadays. He's a very bright young man. But then I'm sure you know that."

"Dad," Alex protested at the ass-grabbing.

"Hush," Ben said, and squeezed harder.

It was a possessive gesture, Minerva realized. Ben wanted to make it perfectly clear to Minerva that Alex belonged to him and him alone. She deliberately began messing with the necklace once more, in a teasing and boastful manner, showing it off now. If either of them was going to back down, it wasn't going to be her.

"Oh I have noticed just how bright he is," she was saying. "And I can see where he gets his looks from."

Noticing the necklace, Ben got the tiniest little glare in his eye. It was clear what he was feeling. Jealousy.

"Why thank you," the red-haired rabbit said, forcing a smile.

"Of course, sir," the clydesdale replied, sliding her fingers slowly along the necklace again before letting her hand fall to her side.

"Well, then, Alex," said Ben. Now it was his turn to change the subject. "I want those reports. The governor is very anxious to see our progress on the renovation project."

Nodding, Alex turned and walked to his desk. Ben watched him go and with his eyes off of her Minerva allowed herself a smirk of triumph. Alex returned with a file folder, which he handed to his father. He then smiled over at Minerva as Ben absently leafed through the contents.

She smiled back at him adoringly, but Ben occasionally glanced up from his reading to eye them. The smile instantly left Minerva's face. The pissing match wasn't quite over yet, and she wasn't going to lose it. In response to this, Ben scowled.

Alex sighed. He didn't like being fought over like this. At first he had thought the fight would be over Minerva, but now that it was clear Ben was becoming possessive of him, Alex was beginning to feel insulted. He wasn't some prize to be won! Not even by his own father!

Minerva, noticing his discomfort, straightened herself up a bit, adjusting the nightgown, through which her large nipples could be seen, teasing Alex subtly, reassuring him. Alex smiled and waggled his tongue at her, which annoyed Ben to no end.

"Well," said Ben, closing the folder. He ruffled Alex's hair. "Everything seems to be in order. Mostly everything, anyway."

He looked over at Minerva, who hummed a little bit, making it look as though she were only tightening the gown. Then Ben reached over and brazenly gave her nipple a pinch through the soft fabric. Minerva stood firm and endured this humiliation, as Alex winced.

"I'll take my leave, then," Ben said, releasing the nipple. "Goodbye Alex. Goodbye, Miss Stryker."

Turning, he walked out, loudly slamming the office door behind him. Minerva muttered a German obscenity under her breath.

"Pinches too hard," she grumbled.

"I'm sorry about that," Alex said.

"It's all right," Minerva said, looping her arms around his shoulders and pulling him closer. "It's not like you expected it to happen."

"If he ever treats you like that again..." Alex was saying. Minerva's large finger against his lips silenced him.

"It's all right, I said," she chuckled. "You don't need to be my knight in shining armor. I can take care of myself. In fact, him being your father is the only reason he even walked out of here."

She let that sink in, making it plain to Alex that any other made who had treated her like that would've been killed instantly. Alex was thankful. Despite his own half-threat, he loved and respected his father and wouldn't want anything untoward to befall him, especially not over something as silly as pinching a nipple.

His thoughts returned to his earlier plans about how to properly express his affection to Minerva in a manner that didn't involve buying her expensive jewelry, and he remembered how, when he had first met her, he had originally intended to add her to his collection of girls. Perhaps he still could. A brilliant scheme began to form inside of the rabbit's twisted mind.

"Minerva, I had a thought," he said finally.

"Yes?" she said.

Pulling away from her and smiling broadly, he walked over to his desk and grabbed the remote control, which didn't just control the television. Pressing one of the bottom buttons caused the secret passageway to his "hobby room" to open up in the nearby wall.

Gesturing nimbly with a finger, the black-haired rabbit went inside and the clydesdale followed. Here were all of Alex's "lovelies," his various victims past and present. Melinda Wilkenson, Callie MacNeille and others were dead here, stuffed and mounted as trophies of conquested, posed atop ornate pedestals. Here was where Alex came to be alone and think.

He turned on the track lights as the door closed, so they wouldn't be shut up in darkness.

"Ah, this room again," Minerva observed. Then she smirked and leaned in. "Tell me, Alex, how would you pose me if you could?"

This threw Alex for a loop. He was intending for it to be a surprise but it seemed Minerva could read him like an open book! He blushed.

"Well, considering that I like you, let me think," he said, pausing for a moment to consider. "To be honest, Minerva, would you be terribly upset if I told you that when we originally met I had intended on collecting you?"

He smiled nervously, unusual for him.

"On the contrary," Minerva said, canting her head a bit, "that makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Of course, if you'd tried, I would've had to hurt you quite badly. Possibly even kill you. But I find the thought cute, nevertheless."

"My first thought was that I would've loved to have a big girl for my collection," Alex explained hurriedly. "Then I got to know you better and realized you were far more valuable alive and talking, as a friend."

"Only as a friend?" Minerva asked with a smirk.

"Well, let's see," Alex said. "Come over here."

He beckoned with a finger and led her to an empty pedestal between two of the girls. He always kept one empty for emergencies.

"Hop up," he said, but then stopped her. "Actually, would you mind undressing first? Everything but the necklace, if you please."

Moving over, Minerva chuckled softly and proceeded to undress. It didn't take long. She undid the sash of the nightgown and with a shrug of her massive shoulders it fell off her form and fluttered to the floor. Next came her panties. Upon their removal, her thick horsecock sprang up into view, bobbing enticingly, swollen with Minerva's arousal.

"Not really gonna fit in with all these other pretty ladies," Minerva said.

Whether she meant due to her size or due to her cock, she didn't clarify. Alex figured it was a little bit of both. Not that he minded either way.

"No, certainly not," he said. "Just the same, though, my dear, up you go."

He motioned with his hand. Then, as Alex watched with approval, the big clydesdale climbed up onto the pedestal. Carefully she stood up, putting hands on her hips and looking down at him.

"Pose me as you will, babe," she said.

"This is like a dream come true," Alex murmured, "only you're alive." Suddenly he sweated and that nervous little grin returned. "Which is a good thing! Now then..."

He looked her up and down for a few minutes, eyeing her top to bottom. Then he gently took you and began moving her around, taking her legs and bending them slightly at the knees, her left arm making and making her flex it pointing down and back, and her right arm flexing with the fist up and elbow down, and then, with extra gentleness, he took her head and bent it forwards so that her fist was to her foreheadm posing her like a standing-up, shemale version of the Thinker.

"There," he said. "Not very original, but I couldn't think of a better way to showcase your physical beauty, your power and your intelligence at the same time."

Minerva smiled a little bit at this and stood there frozen in the pose. "Go ahead and commit this to memory," she told him. "Take a picture if you like."

Alex was way ahead of her. "Why not several?"

As fast as his bad leg would allow he ran off. The mirrored hallway was connected to a soundproof torture chamber where he kept many different impliments of of mostly bloodless pain and several sexual toys. A moment later, hobbling a bit, he returned with a digital camera. he'd taken off his jacket while in the other room.

"Always keep this in my hobby room," he said.

He smirked. Minerva didn't need to be told. That camera had taken many photos of sadism, depravity and cruelty that had gone on in that room, a digital photographic record of Alex Fletcher's romantic exploits.

"Now then, say cheese!"

Several photos were snapped, as Alex photographed Minerva from every angle possible. When he was done he was sweating and rock hard, dress pants tenting obviously with his arousal. Gently setting the camera aside on a nearby pedestal, Alex took Minerva by the hips and guided her down into a sitting position. The rabbit then gently kissed the horse on the lips. She returned the gesture, and he began kissing and licking down her neck and over her breasts, as she leaned back and moaned. His glasses began to fog a bit as his mouth found the diamond necklace, and he ran the wet tongue along his gift to her.

Her erection aching with need, Minerva reached up and grabbed Alex by the hair, and roughly forced him down onto his hands and knees before her. He whimpered on account of his leg, but otherwise didn't complain. Without needing to be asked, he started licking around that thick horse meat. It was literally hot to the touch and his glasses had fogged up so much by this point that Alex actually removed them and set them aside as he kissed along the shaft of the dick, earning a groan from the horse.

As his lips reached the flared head he planted the gentlest of kisses upon the very tip and then he opened his mouth as wide as possible, and began attempting to take Minerva into his mouth. The head itself was larger than his maw, but somehow he was able to manage, stretching his lips around the drooling cockhead. His mouth and jaw would be sore from this later on but he didn't give a shit.

Minerva still held Alex's hair and slowly but firmly pushed down on his head, forcing him to take more of her, and far quicker than he'd originally intended. In this fashion, she forced the rabbit to deep-throat her. His eyes bulged a bit as he felt the thick shaft sliding down his slick throat, saliva and precum burbling out around his lips as his mouth reached about halfway down Minerva's cock.

Alex recovered and despite not being able to breathe, resolved to bring the horse to orgasm with his mouth, wanting her cum in his stomach. So he began moving his head up and down whilst sucking and blowing as best he could. It was slow-going at first but once the copious pre and his saliva dribbling down the shaft lubed it up enough, it moved in and out of his mouth far more slickly.

Above him, Minerva squirmed on the pedestal, feeling as if it were her throne, and she the queen of all creation. Alex had learned from years of blowing his father exactly how to pleasure male organs. The horse tossed her long hair back and whinnied happily, releasing Alex's hair now that he was sucking so eagerly, gripping the sides of the pedestal with her huge hands tightly.

Alex meanwhile was beginning to feel a bit faint from lack of oxygen. Spots began to fill his vision, which for the past several moments had consisted essentially of every detail between Minerva's thick legs. His view was right down her cock to her loins, where grew her bushy pubic fur, longer than the surrounding fur and a different color. He never closed his eyes during his entire time sucking her off. Minerva could tell that Alex was in danger of asphyxiating and so she started helping out by thrusting her hips. The idea that Alex might strangle to death on her cock was amusing to her, but she humped heartily notheless, fucking the rabbit's face with her powerful horsecock.

Finally, the clydesdale erupted, gasping out in a deep, throaty cry of joy as she nutted within Alex's throat, pumping shot after shot of her semen down it into his waiting belly. Alex stayed on the dick for as long as possible, but she kept cumming and cumming, and he was beginning to feel lightheaded, so, finally, he pulled off, and was hit in the mouth and nose with her last two cumshots. He took a great gulp of air, and coughed, spitting speckles of horse cum all over Minerva's belly.

"Easy there," she said jovially, stroking her thick fingers through his midnight-black hair. "Just breathe and relax. That was quite impressive. It is every day someone makes such an effort to take me all the way and actually succeeds."

"Well, you were worth it," Alex said, licking his lips and panting. He smiled up at her from his position on the floor. "Tasty. It would make a fine dessert, in fact."

Now Minerva got up. "Undress. Now."

She helped Alex stand, which did with a wince, and then turned and walked down the corridor and into his torture chamber. He followed, stripping out of his clothes as he which. As he struggled with his pants and briefs he reached the door and, entering, beheld the giant clydesdale bent over one of the tables he normally tied victims to, presenting her toned ass to him. She grinned at him over her shoulder, and he, overcome with lust, finally managed to kick off the pants and underwear and was upon her in a flash.

Ordinarily he didn't think he could've entered Minerva from behind while standing like this, but with her bending over the low table her butt was at just the right level, and as he hugged himself against her naked back, his cock slid in-between her supple cheeks, her tail flicking about and tickling his bare body. Reaching down he gripped and adjusted himself, pushing his cockhead against her pucker, and he was overcome with the sheer difference in size between them. He had such trouble just taking her cock into his mouth, but it would be child's play for him to slide fully into her body, despite his own large size.

Minerva didn't mind this inadequacy. She could still feel Alex's shaft entering her hole, and it felt wonderful. Her appreciation for him magnified the feelings and made it a pleasurable experience despite the size difference. She clenched herself around Alex's member, careful not to squeeze too hard, lest her anal muscles crush his cock.

Burying his face in her back Alex moaned deeply and reached up, grabbing the broad shoulders, and began pumping his hips. His short tail flicked as his hips moved powerfully, and quickly. He was, after all, a rabbit, and in addition to their fertile prowess rabbits were known for their quick, sharp thrusts. Alex had trained himself to control his urges most of the time, to fuck his partners slower so as to make it last longer and feel much better, but so consumed with lust was he at this juncture he gave in to his animal instincts and fucked the horse as quickly as he could possibly manage.

When he came, it was equal to his lovemaking; fast and hard. He cried out and felt his body lock up, all save his eternally-twitching tail, as his cock shot its load deep into Minerva's ass. He had a lot to give. Not as much as she had, obviously, but it was quite a load nonetheless, and every last drop went up the horse's ass and deep into her bowels. Not a drop was wasted. He gave her everything.

Worn out, he released his hold on her shoulders and simply lay against her, panting and sweaty, dick still buried in her. "Ahhh...I apologize," he breathed, "I don't normally cum that fast..."

She chuckled throatily and stood up, causing him to pop out of her and stagger back a bit. "It's quite all right," she said, clenching her ass to keep his cum inside her, as she turned to face him. "With you, it isn't all about the physical aspects. Just having your essence within me is enough to satisfy me. Besides, I already came."

She swept him up into her arms like a ragdoll, and kissed him deeply, carrying him over to the large leather sofa he kept here to relax between sessions. She lay both their naked bodies down on it and snuggled Alex against herself, nuzzled into his hair. He turn groped and kissed her breasts and played with her necklace. In this fashion, the pair slowly drifted into an exhausted and restless sleep, his belly full of her cum, and her ass filled with his. Love filled a room normally occupied by cruelty alone.

The End