{"sf1_id":1329211,"sf2_id":"yndJ4lBe","title":"Mansion of the Marchioness Part 1","author":"dancing6666","words":912,"posted_at":"2018-05-01T22:59:00.000Z","tags":["Adult","Adult Content","Alternate Society","Anal","Anthropomorphic","Authority","Bareback","Bovine","Breathplay","Buff","Bull","Butt","Cat","Circumcised","Cock","Cock Worship","Cum","Cum Digestion","Cumming","Cumshot","Deep Penetration","Deep Throat","Deep Thrust","Dick","Domination/Submission","Ejaculation","Erection","Erotic","Explicit","Fantasy","Feline","Fellatio","Femboi","Femboy","First Person","Fucking","Gag","Gagging","Gay","Hard-On","Intro","M/M","Master/Slave","Oral","Orgasm","Penis","Plot Development","Rough Sex","Seed","Sex","Sexy","Size Difference","Slave","Slavery","Speciesism","Story Progression","Story Series","Sub","Swallowing","Uncut"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1329211-mansion-of-the-marchioness-part-1","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/yndJ4lBe","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/af/c5/afc5b5d6-fca3-48a5-9e7c-a749c7faf721","description":"","content":"With thumb and forefinger Taurus tugged at my taunt foreskin. The head  \nof my penis could barely peek out of my sheath before the ring began to feel  \ntight and painful. My foreskin would not roll more than a couple of  \ncentimetres, and all there was see was the very tip of my imprisoned  \nacorn.\n\n'Your cockhead looks like a girl's clit!' Laughed the bull. I felt my  \nface flush with embarrassment, but I was also turned on by my  \nemasculation. My glans had never been exposed to the open air, and  \nfrom what little we saw it was bright red and quivering like a lady's  \njewel. I felt vulnerable with my tiny dick held between his two thick digits.\n\nTaurus shifted and his cock buried deeper inside me. He felt like a giant.\n\n'How does it feel?' He asked, whispering into my ear, 'to have a real man's  \ncock inside you?'\n\n'I feel empty without cock in me,' I said. I was - after all - a slut to be  \npounded, and years of estate training had made me feel unsatisfied without a  \nthick dick rocking my insides.\n\n'Feel embarrassed when you've got this girly thing?' Mocked Taurus, tugging at  \nmy foreskin. He continued to slowly pound my anus in long, powerful strokes.\n\n'I feel good, actually.' I whispered back. 'I think mine looks pretty.'  \nI gasp as he picked up speed. 'I've only ever cum from anal, anyway.'\n\n'Really?' The bull was surprised now. 'You can't cum any other way?'\n\n'No,' I said unabashed, grinding my ass deep into his balls. I felt  \nthat huge flared head rubbing against my sweet spot. I was getting that  \ntell-tale tingly feeling in my tummy that I was going to cum soon.  \n'Sometimes -' I mewled involuntarily as Taurus picked up  \nspeed, hitting my prostate with barbaric tenacity, '- sometimes I've got  \nreally close to cumming from giving blowjobs.'\n\nTo my immense frustration the bull stopped pumping.\n\n'Really?' Asked Taurus. There was a moments silence as if I could hear the cogs  \nspinning in his brain. 'Could we try?' He asked.\n\nWithout warning Taurus pulled out of my asshole with a pop. The cruel, cold air  \nrushed into my wide opening. It made me feel empty. I wanted was his cock  \nback between my cheeks.\n\n'I was getting close there,' I cried in mock indignation. The bull had the  \ngood grace to look guilty even if remorseless.\n\n'Fine. Stand up over there,' I said. 'We can do this on the rug.'\n\nI knelt on the floor. The cold air made me shiver and my nipples  \nprotruded like tiny buttons, but the heat radiating off of the bull  \nwarmed me as he stood fore. The room must have smelt overpoweringly of sex.\n\n'You're one demanding little cock-sleeve, you know that?' Taurus laughed. He  \nstroked my head with love.\n\n'I'm the best, Taurus,' I smiled at him, 'that's why you fuck _me_.'\n\nI rubbed the insides of his toned thighs. Taurus's huge, black, dick throbbed.  \nHis glans eclipse my vision; his were a rich purple colour, with a wide flared  \nhead and a manly crevice running down the underside.\n\n'Yeah, you are the fucking best.' The bull sighed as he stroked my face  \naffectionately. 'What now?'\n\n'Use my mouth like a pussy,' I replied, kissing his shaft softly. 'The harder  \nthe better. And grab hold of my head.'\n\n'You are one sick kitty,' Taurus murmured. He groaned as my lips slipped over  \nhis dick. My jaw strained as I barely engulfed his flare.\n\nI moved the bull's hands to the back of my head, encouraging him to fuck my  \nthroat. Taurus - on cue - glut his entire length down my mouth-pussy.  \nI was almost thrown backwards from the force, and all I could do to support  \nmyself was hold onto his calves and surrender to the violation.\n\nYes. This was the ultimate in giving yourself to another man. To become a  \ncock-sleeve where oxygen is a reward for a hard fuck. I felt totally  \noverpowered by the man in front of me.\n\nThe flared head of his dick rappelled down my throat. Taurus's penis was now  \nmy world; my life giver. I felt my anus quiver - demanding attention -  \nbut it would remain unsatisfied as my mouth was now my cunt.\n\nThe tingly feeling in my tummy grew. Taurus was well and truly into his groove;  \nevery time he withdrew I managed a small gasp of air before he turned me again  \ninto a greedy cock-sleeve.\n\nThe bull thrust deep - forcing my nose against the base of his pubic mound. I  \ncould smell the musk of testosterone and male sex waft from his  \nbody. His cock expanded, and the flared head now completely crushed my  \nair-supply. Wave after wave of hot sticky cum was deposited to my tummy.\n\nI could feel myself become woozy. My universe was now cock and cum, and that  \ncum was mingling with the tingly feeling.\n\nI came. Small pathetic spurts of cum dribbled out of my foreskin and spilt on  \nthe floor. A feeling like electric shot through my body as my tiny penis  \nbobbed up and down for every wave of cock-sucking induced orgasm I had.\n\nI pulled myself off the huge, drained beast, gasping for air in great dirty  \nheaves. Eventually the room stop spinning.\n\n'You did it - you actually came,' the bull laughed, stroking my red,  \ncum-stained face with affection. 'Well done, kitty.'\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Mansion of the Marchioness","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1333609-the-dog.json"}}