Save A Horse...
From 2011, a story gifted to me from typofest. If you've read his other stories, you've met Horsey, who's a real piece of work. He's buff, but crude and cowardly, and as Typofest said, he existed mainly to be hated. So I asked him if he would write me a little story where he gets his comeuppance at Rhiannon's... well not hir hands, though shi uses them on him, too. I so enjoyed the story that I wrote a follow-up, "...Ride A Cowgirl."
The cover picture I made in 2011 with my avatar as it was then in Second Life. It has improved considerably since then. :)
Story (c) 2011 by FA: Typofest
Horsey belongs to Typofest
Rhiannon belongs to GingerM
"Silly boy~" Rhiannon chuckled seductively; her hips swayed and her husky voice dripped seduction, a hint of things to come, also bitterly nostalgic. This was the voice from the bar, Horsey thought, that had fucked him over. If only he'd never heard it.
"If only I had a riding crop... wouldn't that be ironic?"
"Gmmmm..." It was meant to be a growl, but with a bit firmly wedged between his teeth, and a muzzle wrapped around his maw, growling was difficult.
"I'm spittin' in the wind talking to you like this, aren't I?" She said, rubbing the stallion's firm backside. He flinched; Horsey didn't like the way she was touching him, or how he'd been tied up on all fours. It was almost like she thought he was going to...
"Bet you're nice and tight back here~" Rhiannon mused, one of her fingers brushing Horsey's hole. "Doubt a big stud like you would ever let someone put their disco stick anywhere near..." She smiled wickedly, toying with the fact that what she planned might hurt.
"Whh!" He whined and squirmed uselessly; his wrists were firmly bound together with thick, tight lengths of rope, which were anchored to his ankles.
Her paws (pure white fur, which ended at about the elbow, disintegrating into a healthy chocolate brown) roamed his backside more, squeezing and feeling. When she had had her fun Rhiannon pushed a dry finger up into the stallion's rear, making him clench his eyes shut.
"I knew it,really tight!" She wiggled the finger around until it found Horsey's prostate. She gently rubbed his sweet spot which seemed to calm the equine down somewhat.
"Heh, I know how that feels darling~"
The stallion blushed; he wanted to get away from the finger and didn't care how good it felt. Emasculation wasn't a price worth paying for anything. His struggles, ironically, only amounted in swaying his taut rear for Rhiannon, who applied a second finger.
"Now, now darlin', relax." She cooed, thrusting the fingers into Horsey. He whimpered and grunted around the bit, which creaked as his teeth sank in.
"Hhhkk!"
The herm smirked and leaned down, cupping a hand around the stallion's balls, which were comparable to softballs. The female stallion kissed his smooth scrotum and lightly licked while she fingered him.
"Such a big boy... shame you have no manners, I would have loved to ride these balls~" She gave a squeeze which made Horsey moan in spite of himself, relaxing as she pleased him in a more familiar place. "
Rhiannon slowly slid out her fingers and grinned, patting the stallion's scrotum one last time. He wondered what was coming next when suddenly he felt her enormous cock between his tail cheeks. The horse's eyes widened and he struggled frantically.
"Mmm-mmm!"
"Hush!" The herm commanded, spanking Horsey hard. "I'll have none of that you bad boy~" She cackled and lightly prodded his entrance with her blunt, massive tip.
What Happened at the Bar...
Horsey sat at the counter and sipped on a thick stout, scanning the people in the room. It was a dive, some cowboy bar out on the edge of town. The place had the whole shebang: bull's horns and saddles mounted every wall, the pistons and gears of an animatronic bull hissed behind him, everybody wore a cowboy hat and if you introduced yourself with anything but a homely "howdy," you were doing it wrong. He swigged another mouthful, shamelessly eyeing a mouse's heart shaped ass through her daisy dukes. Well howdy there, the stallion thought to himself with a smirk.
"Heh, howsabout you come home with me sexy?" A crocodile offered breathily at the other end of the bar, which hooked around in a U shape. "I'll show you a good time~"
Horsey perked his ears and looked dead ahead to see the reptile's intended. It was a horse, and a beautiful one. She had smooth, rich fur the color of his own, but accented with white spots. Deep, fiery hazel eyes and a busty torso- which drew the equine's attention much more than the eyes did. Rhiannon batted her eyelashes at the crocodile.
"Oh? You wanna have some fun stud?" The crocodile truthfully was somewhat handsome. He nodded.
"You betcha hot stuff." The croc replied eagerly and most likely drunkenly, as his subtle slur suggested.
Rhiannon chuckled breathily and slugged the shot of whiskey that had been sitting in front of her. Beneath the bar (and out of Horsey's sight) her hand rubbed the reptile's crotch through his denim jeans. Stealthily she slid the hand into his pants and wrapped it around the crocodile's erection. She frowned and ordered another shot: a disappointment.
"Sorry hun, but you need at least a straight to win this hand. That's barely three of a kind." The crocodiles face burned with embarrassment and he snarled, raising his hand to slap Rhiannon across the cheek. A half full stout bottle hit the back of the reptile's hand and he shrieked in pain; other turned to stare; there was a collective silence nothing, not even bad country music, could break.
Horsey chuckled and glared at the drunken reptile, a cocky smirk on his lips. "Ten dollars for another beer." He said. An ultimatum. "Ten dollars or I come over there and break your other hand."
Terrified the crocodile pulled out a crumpled ten dollar bill and tried to throw it to Horsey; it wavered in the air and drifted to the floor by the bartender's feet. Scurrying up the reptile ran out, the saloon style double doors, which swung on their hinges a bit before hushing.
Rhiannon looked over the bar to her "savior" and the corners of her mouth turned up. Just when she had thought the crocodile was the only handsome one in here- how had she missed such a sexy stallion?
She stood up and worked her way around the U, sitting next to Horsey on a bar stool that teetered precariously under her, too worn out to even swivel. The horse didn't even acknowledge her, waiting for Rhiannon to make her move. Horsey snapped his fingers at the bartender and pointed at the wrinkled ten.
"Hey, beer. And this time make it Blue Moon." The meager bartender nodded furiously and had the bottle on a coaster by the stallion's hand momentarily.
"Thanks for getting rid of that creep, stud."
"Well what can I say? He pissed me off." The horse's eyes drifted down and he studied Rhiannon's body. She wore a frilly baby blue skirt that ended inches above the knee as well as tanned cowboy boots with spurs. The stallion noticed these predominately because he was staring shamelessly at her legs; there was a white corset top as well as a blue leather jacket that ended just below the bust, but those were anecdotal at best.
"I appreciate it." Her palm came to rest on Horsey's groin and he grinned. She was impressed.
"Is that at least a full house?"
"Mmmm...more than a full house. More like a royal flush~"
"Heh, I'll be honest with you- I'm not looking for anything but a good fuck. I won't date you, I don't want to talk about your feelings or shit, and if I call you back, it's only because I want to fuck you again." This girl was smart, Horsey thought. Or as smart as a woman could be. She wouldn't fall for his "sweet and mushy" routine, better to lay all the cards on the table now.
"Oh? Sounds perfect." She chuckled, reaching up and sifting her hands through his mane. "You want me to be your personal sex toy for the night?"
The stallion's nostrils flared and he whinnied softly. A slut, perfect! He wrapped a hand around Rhiannon's hips and the stallion's thick hand roamed down to her backside, giving it a squeeze.
"You know it babe~" He smirked and pulled her into a deep, hot kiss. Rhiannon wrapped her hands around his neck and kissed back, careful to keep his hands away from her skirt. She had something very special planned for this asshole, very dependent on the fact she was a "woman."
"Nnnhhh...oh baby! Save it for my place, it's right down the street~" She gasped, feigning the desperation of a bar whore. The stallion nodded in agreement, he wasn't much into this foreplay bullshit; Horsey just wanted to fuck.
And she'd fuck him alright.
Back in the Bedroom...
Rhiannon chuckled and kept prodding Horsey's hole, enjoying how he whined and wriggled helplessly.
"Don't be such a baby~" She gripped the man's hips tight and started shoving in her enormous length into his backside. The stallion's eyes widened and he grunted loudly, tugging at the ropes.
"Mmrrrfff!"
He could feel her long and thick cock forcing its way deeper and deeper, filling him up. It made him angry that she was actually bigger than him, and even angrier still that it felt good. He blushed and against his will a soft moan escaped through the muzzle.
"Aghh...damn, you've got one tight ass!" Rhiannon gasped, grinning and licking her lips. As she hilted her hefty, veiny cock inside of Horsey she squeezed his ass one last time. "Ready to get fucked?"
Horsey shook his head furiously and looked up, pleading with his eyes. She smirked and suddenly had a fun idea. Rhiannon unbuckled the muzzle and removed it from the stallion's maw. He shook his head and growled at her.
"Let me the f-fuck go!!" He snapped before she spanked him with surprising strength. "Oww!"
"Such a naughty boy~" She smirked and slowly slid out, only to shove herself back in. Horsey's eyes widened and he groaned loudly.
Holding the stallion's hips tight Rhiannon stuffed him with her meaty member, thrusting roughly and not giving the poor horse even a moment to adjust. He flailed about underneath her and the ropes creaked as he tried to free himself. The herm watched him try to escape and chuckled.
"Darling you're not going anywhere till you're nice and full of my baby batter~" Rhiannon assured horsey, speeding up and grabbing his tail.
"Ahh! H-hey, don't touch that!" He looked back angrily over his shoulder, though his eyes were weak now and his face burning.
"Don't touch what? This?" The herm smirked and she tugged his tail, making Horsey grunt and arch his back.
"Nnhhh! Yes that!" He cried. As Rhiannon forced her giant member in and out of him the stallion was horrified at how wonderful it was. Every time her blunt tip struck his prostate the man's whole body shuddered. It wasn't helping that his own thick cock was rubbing against the bed sheets.
"Uuuhhn! You're one good lay cowboy, I'll give you that!" Rhiannon was panting as she humped powerfully, making the stallion whine as effeminately as he was capable of. "Now that's what I like to hear~"
Warm and silvery precum was beginning to stain the sheets underneath Horsey, his slippery tip flaring up some as it was ground into the fabric. He groaned and squirmed more: the stallion did not want to cum like this.
"P-please! Stop!" The horse begged as he was plowed by the other equine. She answered with a smirk and kept thrusting, growing very close to giving Horsey a full load. "Uuuuhhn! Fuck!"
Rhiannon was panting harshly and she slapped his ass again, closing her eyes and gritting her teeth; the only thing tighter and hotter than the stallion's body was his hole. She slammed her swollen and fat member into Horsey and moaned. Waves of hot cum gushed into Horsey, making him feel lightheaded.
"No! No- ahhhh~" The man grunted loudly and his own hefty cock exploded beneath him, collapsing forward onto the gooey sheets.
Horsey lay still as Rhiannon bucked into him a few more times, her warmth washing into him. It embarrassed the man, made him mad but he loved the feeling. Unconsciously his rear milked the herm's meat as he spurted some more.
"Mmmm~ Baby you sure fuck good!" She grinned down at Horsey, stroking his cheek. Slowly she slid her fat member out, thick seed pouring out of the man's ass.
He panted heavily and blushed over his shoulder.
"B-bitch...now let me go..." Rhiannon smirked and wagged her finger, a glimmer in her eyes.
"Oh no honey, the night is still young~" She lifted up her heavy balls and played with them some, making Horsey lurch and his heart thump. "There's still plenty of baby batter left in these balls."
The stallion whimpered and struggled some but it was useless; Horsey was even weaker than before, he didn't want to fight anymore, couldn't fight. The man pressed his cheek against a pillow and grumbled.
"If you untie me...I won't try to escape." He couldn't believe his own words but it was true, the stallion wanted freedom more than anything.
"You better not be puttin' me on." She said, narrowing her eyes at him as one of her soft white hands brushed the knots on his ankles. "I'll kick your butt for real if you try to get away." It hurt Horsey deeply to know she probably could.
"I promise...now please..." He said softly, as though he didn't want Rhiannon to even hear. She smirked and untied the man, rubbing his muscled back. Horsey flinched at first but...her hands were so soft.
"There, see? I'm not such a bad girl~" She chuckled, making the stallion roll his eyes.
"Whatever."
"Oh don't be a baby." She rolled Horsey onto his back and held the man's shoulder's, leaning down and kissing deeply. The stallion gently grabbed her face and kissed back, surprised when she let his tongue dominate hers.
Rhiannon rested atop his cut body like a bed of sweaty muscles, moaning into his mouth as Horsey nibbled and sucked her tongue, his hands firmly clamped onto her ass. The herm's own delicate hands roamed the stallion's abs and taut chest before finding his nipples, gently pinching them. It made the man whimper with surprise but he didn't fight.
"Ahh...now then..." Rhiannon reached down and rubbed her fingers along Horsey's hole, making him shudder. The feeling was uncomfortable, but pleasant: a titillating forbidden pleasure. "I'm not done with you yet." A finger found its way in. "But if you're a good boy, maybe I'll let you have a go at me. What do ya say stud?"
The man groaned and was ready to push her off until he heard the last part. The stallion relaxed back and gripped at the sheets, blushing up at her.
"Nnnhh...f-fine..." Horsey tilted his head to the side, looking away. "Just make it quick."
She leaned down and nibbled one of the man's ears, her girth rubbing against the stallion's rock hard cock.
"Don't be silly," Horsey gasped and Rhiannon grinned down at him. "We both know you don't want that~"