{"sf1_id":1762872,"sf2_id":"r17JXMEn","title":"Blackmailed pt. 2","author":"Mugsaith","words":2060,"posted_at":"2021-09-13T03:41:00.000Z","tags":["Blackmail","Canine","Horse","M/F","Public","Story Series","Straight","Vaginal","gay to straight"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1762872-blackmailed-pt-2","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/r17JXMEn","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/c4/dc/c4dc6ee7-164a-449b-8ecb-5a94493fcbaf","description":"Janie continues her blackmailing of Mugs, but she has some other devlish idea planned as well. How will Mugs get out of this? Does he want to?\nWritten by Amethyst Mare...she really is the best.","content":"Iron Author\n\nFree Slot\n\nBlackmail\n\nGay to Straight: Coercion\n\nWritten by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)\n\n  \n\nMugs groaned, the grey stallion with his half-hard cock out in his paw, though his fingers\n\ndidn't curl around it as eagerly as they usually did. He snorted, his soft, grey muzzle\n\ntwitching with tiny muscles under the skin, eyes half-closed even though his phone was out\n\nbeside him, recording everything.\n\nFucking bitch... He mouthed, not daring to say the words aloud as the phone recorded. It was\n\nall her fault, Janie, the collie. Her bright colouration, the golden-brown hue, should have\n\nrendered her sweet, but there was nothing sweet about the canine who had coerced him into\n\nfucking her just so that the guy that he'd been going out with before wasn't outed against his\n\nwill.\n\nMugs groaned. Sam. Yes, Sam, his black coat resplendent in his mind's eye... Oh, the break-\n\nup had not been easy, a quick romance and whirlwind relationship, but he didn't want any\n\nharm to come to him. That would break him, break his heart, for he had not been ready to\n\nexpose all and the deeper a pit that Mugs dug the harder it was to even think about getting out\n\nof it.\n\nHe steeled himself. He had to do it, the camera phone pointed at him, his cock throbbing,\n\ndrooling with pre-cum. If he thought about Sam, his previous black heartthrob, maybe that\n\nwould get him through. But it was still her name that he had to say, for the camera.\n\n\"Janie...\"\n\nMugs moaned, hating it as he climaxed, spurting seed everywhere as he panted. It was not the\n\nfirst of the jack-off videos that she'd demanded from him and it was part of the hole he had\n\ndug, helpless to do anything about it.\n\nIf he stopped sending her the demanded videos, she'd unveil Sam. And that could not do...\n\nBut he gave her more and more ammo too to use against him by simply sending her the\n\nvideos.\n\nMugs: Janie, this has to stop. You know I'm gay... I don't like this. You've had your fun, but\n\nwe've got to stop this now.\n\nAs if one text would make it any better, though he had to try, her name appearing on the\n\nscreen with three dots after it as she formulated her reply.\n\nJanie: Get to the alleyway behind the off-license, colt.\n\n  \n\nHe groaned. Did he have a choice in it? Maybe he'd be able to convince her, at least, if he\n\nwas there in person, though what Janie wanted was surely only one fucking thing...\n\nThe stallion dressed lightly, the late-summer air still hanging about. They called it an \"Indian\n\nsummer\", though Mugs didn't honestly know what that meant, just nodded along whenever\n\nanyone talked about it. Autumn was coming, however, and soon the chill of winter would\n\nsweep across the country and such light clothing that could easily be slipped on and off\n\nwould no longer be suitable at all.\n\nThe eve of the day was coming, the edge of sunset showing across the park and other\n\nsuburban buildings, not really in a city centre, though everything was becoming more and\n\nmore built up. The flash of golden-brown in her coat, off-setting the white, was easy to spot\n\nas he ducked behind, paws shoved into his pockets as he scuffed a boot-clad hoof across the\n\nground.\n\n\"Hey there,\" the collie practically purred, eyes smouldering with an intent that Mugs did not\n\nreciprocate. \"Didn't think you were going to come this time and I was going to have to\n\nrelease that video...\"\n\nMugs flinched. Damn it. It was that video, the one of him and Sam... That was the kicker. He\n\ndidn't care what she did with videos and pictures of him (hell, he was proud of how he\n\nlooked there) but it was Sam. Sam had never consented to any of that, to her use and abuse of\n\nhis video, and it was Sam that he had to remember, even though he didn't want to go through\n\nwith everything.\n\n\"Come on, stallion,\" she murmured, turning around with her palms flat to the wall, bent over\n\nwith her skirt hiked up. \"You know what that nice length of horse cock has to do...\"\n\nShe was sick, really, he thought, not wearing any underwear so that her pussy was exposed\n\nwhile her tail pushed up her skirt. The collie could not stop her tail from wagging back and\n\nforth, not at a time like that, but Mugs didn't even look at her as his paw closed around his\n\nshaft, stroking lightly. The stallion didn't even remember whipping it out and only hoped that\n\nthey were far enough back behind the off license that they would not be spotted. It wasn't as\n\nif anyone would usually be around back there that late in the day anyway, he tried to reason\n\nwith himself, thinking of his black-coated sweetheart as he got his cock nice and hard. As\n\nmuch as she wanted to fuck him, fucking her was still everything of a chore, slow to reach\n\norgasm.\n\n\"Mmm, c'mon now, don't be shy, get that big boy all the way up in there, nice and\n\ndeeeeeeep!\"\n\nHe knew what to do, ears pinned back, wanting to hate every second even as some of his\n\nbody responded too. The pure sensation of her hot, wet pussy squelching open around his\n\ncock was pleasant, he had to admit, but his stomach churned and twisted at the mere thought\n\nof fucking her. Mugs had wondered on more than one occasion whether it would be the same\n\nif he was fucking a guy that he didn't have the hots for, but it didn't matter. She was a nice\n\nenough lady, if he went purely on physical appearance, but that was where it ended for him.\n\nThe collie was poison inside and no amount of fucking against his will was going to change\n\nthat.\n\n  \n\n\"Unff... Yes... Harder... Do it properly!\"\n\nOh, she was demanding, not accepting any manner of half-hearted strokes from him, as much\n\nas the horse recoiled. He didn't want to be there, letting his mind take him somewhere else,\n\nthinking of Sam. Oh, he knew it was wrong, yes, he did, but it was the best thing that he\n\ncould think of. No one else took him right back to such carnal sweetness, the feel of fingers\n\ntracing patterns down his spine, breath catching, sweet nothings whispered in the dead of the\n\nnight.\n\nHe remembered how he had held Sam and grunted, powering into Janie as if it was actually\n\nSam's tail hole that he was grinding into, just the way that the black stallion liked it. He was a\n\nlittle smaller than Mugs, a little lither, though they had fit together perfectly.\n\nIt wasn't like that with Janie, not at all, not as he humped and ground, everything mechanical\n\nas his mind rebelled. Sure, his mind knew the motion and the rhythm of sex, but there was by\n\nno means any heart to it, even as the dog swallowed up his cock with her pussy.\n\n\"Mmmph... Yes... Fuck...\"\n\nShe pushed him back and out of her and he knew what she wanted, allowing it woodenly,\n\neven as she whipped around to her knees, smirking and laughing out loud as she took his\n\ncock in paw.\n\n\"This beast deserves a kiss from a real lady, don't you think? I bet I fuck better than anyone\n\nyou've ever had before.\"\n\nWell, that certainly wasn't a question that Mugs was about to answer, no way in hell. He\n\nknew a trap like that when he saw one, merely letting her slurp on his cock, not thinking too\n\nmuch. It was times like that where he just had to slip away from his body and not think too\n\nmuch at all, become wooden. If he thought about Sam when she was slurping on his cock and\n\ntrying to deep throat him (not always possible, considering that the bitch still had a gag\n\nreflex), he would cum too quickly and that wouldn't satisfy the damn dog.\n\nNo... He had to time things just right to make the dull heat of embarrassment slip away. Yet\n\nhis need was still there, the stallion grunting and snorting like the stud horse he was - at least,\n\nthat was the way that everyone saw horses. It was as if they were walking fuck sticks and no\n\nmore than that. Janie, most certainly, had not been an exception to the rule in how she'd\n\ntreated him.\n\n\"Mmmph, I taste good... Will have to get your tongue up in there next, colt.\"\n\nShe laughed but he didn't like the sound of that, not at all, turning his head away. Yet Mugs\n\nstill took her in his arms automatically as she jumped up, wrapping her legs around his waist.\n\nPinning her back against the dirty brick wall did not mean that he was in control and not her\n\nas he fed his cock back up into her pussy, sliding it back where the collie thought that it\n\nbelonged.\n\nBut it didn't belong there, not as she yowled and clung to him, obnoxiously loud as if she was\n\ntrying to get caught. Her orgasm was not to be staved off as his flare ground over her G-spot,\n\n  \n\nhowever, filling every inch of space that there was to be had inside her, thrust after thrust\n\npowering up deep.\n\n\"Unff... Yes... That...angle!\"\n\nShe directed him even then, but the stallion was lost and gone as he slammed in harder and\n\nharder, using his body to bear her back against the wall. Fury drove him on, all that the collie\n\nhad driven him to, all that she had made him do, all without an end in sight. His balls ached,\n\nsending his cum forth in a muted nicker, teeth ground together as he thrust and thrust, her\n\npussy rippling erratically around him, the muscular contractions of her body enough to keep\n\nhis seed flowing forth.\n\nIt was over.\n\nBut not quite.\n\n\"Mugs?\"\n\nHis head pulled back, blood roaring in his ears. He knew that voice. He really knew that\n\nvoice.\n\nOh no...\n\n\"Sam?\"\n\nHe blinked, the bottom dropping out of his stomach, gasping, heaving, his ears pricking up\n\nonly to slam back down again. He wove his head back and forth, but there was no making\n\nthings better when he was balls-deep in Janie, balls aching as they pumped thick spurt after\n\nspurt of cum from him. It was the longest orgasm that he had had for a long time and it was\n\nmost certainly in the most excruciating of fashions.\n\nSpurt... Spurt... Spurt...\n\nMugs swore he could hear it, the draining of his balls even overwhelming the pounding drive\n\nof his heart. Through it all, Sam stood there, dumbstruck, a bag over his shoulder as if he had\n\nbeen going somewhere, though some dim part right up in the back of Mugs' mind knew too\n\nthat the stallion would have had to have a reason to come around the back of the off license.\n\nThat was by no means the sort of place that someone just ran into another someone without a\n\npart of it, at the very least, being pre-meditated.\n\nThe stallion snorted heavily, eyes narrowing, grinding his teeth together. Through fear and\n\nembarrassment, anger reared its head in the pit of his stomach.\n\nThat bitch...\n\nIt had to have been Janie, he was sure of it, refusing to meet Sam's eyes. But what could he\n\ndo about it? His shoulders ached as if he had been carrying a weight there that had never been\n\nhis to bear, snorting, nostrils fluttering, his chest heaving without snatches of hard-won\n\nbreath.\n\n  \n\nThings would forever change from that moment, Sam stepping back with a wounded\n\nexpression, though beyond that was not something that Mugs could read. Something had\n\nshifted there, something of Janie's design, the collie clinging to him as she allowed gravity to\n\nsink her deeper onto his cock, every drop of horse seed locked up within her pussy as her\n\nlower abdomen, very faintly, bloated with an overload of cum. Her arms locked in tight\n\naround his neck, though his eyes, very much, were not for her.\n\nTwisted blackmail never had a sweet end to it.\n\nBut Mugs' twisted tale was only just beginning.\n  \n  \n\n"}