Harem Harlot, Part 3
#3 of Lucidum: Harem Harlot
Lucidum keeps at it ;3
Lucidum sprawled out in the empty harem chamber, feeling somewhat redeemed. Her belly squirmed and writhed with the form of the man trapped within her womb, Theo, re-captured after his and the rest of the harem's betrayal. It had taken a month to recover from the treasure room debacle, and now only the formerly male raven's pride bore any indication of the embarrassment she had suffered. Now, however, only that treacherous stallion had been caught, and Lucidum was hellbent on teaching him the lesson of submission.
"Now now, Theo, you aren't getting out of my grasp again....I won't let my guard down, and you know even you aren't strong enough to escape my womb." She grinned, stroking her engorged belly with a smug grin, shuddering and squirming as the stallion struggled inside her body, his outline constantly shifting through her skin as he refused to stay still. Not that she minded, the squirmy slaves pleasured her the most, not that she'd ever told him that, and every time his hooves hit her clitoris from within, or his outraged whinnies reverberated through the skin of her womb, she enjoyed the blissful sensation of utter, orgasmic domination.
It had been far too easy to find her prized stallion, endowed as he may have been, he was not known for intelligence, and hadn't strayed far from the raven's palace. He had, in fact, been captured and sent to the slave market, where Lucidum had bought him all over again, with coin that Theo himself had coated in spunk mere weeks before while it rested inside her womb. The irony was not lost on either of them.
And yet, a sentence within his mistress' womb was only the beginning of what Lucidum had planned for the rebellious stallion. With no small effort Lucidum got to her feet, knees shaking as the nearly two hundred pounds of thrashing, squirming horse shifted within her body. She cradled her bulging abdomen with one hand, the other absentmindedly caressing and fondling her buxom chest, drawing her breast to her mouth to suckle upon the plump, perky nipples...her lactation flow had not stopped following the treasure room, and every day her breasts felt more sensitive and swollen with milk, leaving the former male feeling more female than he ever had...and not uncertain that he enjoyed the new sensation. In fact, the more that he thought about it lately, his womb stuffed full, breasts leaking milk, he was quite motherly...
Shaking aside such musings, the raven steadied herself and strode to the stables, entering one of the stalls where a prized stallion of the four-legged variety waited, snorting and eager. She had been exploring her tastes, in the weeks before recapturing Theo, and Lucidum was quite fond of her newfound taste for semen...in fact, she had found that while her gullet could not stretch nearly as much as her womb, it felt quite glorious to have a belly full of warm, sticky seed, and what provided such a load more than virile breeding stallions, of the feral variety? She had purchased a dozen of them, and had built up a special bond, the beasts loyally pleasuring her in a way her harem slaves had never done. Now, however, she would offer more than her throat, she would offer her womanhood...and Theo would get the ride of his life.
She had positioned her stallion slave perfectly within her, his tight backside was in line with her cervix, despite his squirming he was held fast within her depths exactly where she wanted him...and in perfect line for a horse's cock through them both. The overburdened raven stroked over the breeding horse's mane and down the curvature of his belly, stopping just shy of his turgid member, more than two feet long and stiff along the beast's underside, plump balls at its base the size of heads of cabbage. And speaking of heads...the feral beast's was gloriously large, flanged and throbbing, strands of precum dripping from the tip.
Lucidum lay atop her engorged belly, pinning Theo with her weight atop him, her legs spread to straddle her squirmy equine slave as she presented her hindquarters to the massive horse. The stallion needed no invitation, and swiftly mounted her, driving his massive cock in to the hilt in one smooth motion, spreading Lucidum wide, her eyes rolling back in her head. She moaned out, orgasming hard just from being penetrated, before laughing cruelly as the other horse- the one within her womb, thrashed, yelling out with a sharp cry as his tight rear, judiciously lubricated with the raven's inner juices, was forced wide, the horse's member plunging into him, slowed only slightly.
He had never felt such absolute pleasure! Lucidum gasped and squirmed, too lost in the bliss of his female body as the horse inside her womb squirmed and yelled and bucked, Theo's cock hard despite himself, pressing against the ground through his fleshy prison as the feral horse's pulsing, throbbing, two foot long, six inch thick member penetrated first his mistress, then him. Lucidum's clit throbbed, her breasts swelled with milk, nipples perky and leaking down her ebon plumage as she was rocked by each titanic thrust, straddling the slave within her belly as she pressed down atop him, every shake and struggle of him within her womb amplified by the big stallion above her's snorts and whinnies and the harsh slap of his swollen testicles against her thighs. He would fill them both.
Theo seemed to be on the verge of torture and rapture within the raven's womb, even as her insides caressed him in their moist embrace, his backside was punctured by the immense phallus of a feral breeding stallion in season, taking both mistress and the slave within her as he would a desperate mare. It wasn't as painful as it should have been, after the first few inches the horse's cock hit a spot within him that sent the slave stallion over the edge, his cock rock hard between his thighs despite himself, pressing against the wall of Lucidum's belly. If he had been able to lay flat, Theo's muscular abdomen would have been bulging around the pillar of flesh buried in his backside, but as it was, the best he could do was work himself around that length, pawing himself off and bucking his hips in pleasure with a whinnie as his mistress moaned and warbled in her own ecstasy around him.
The horse within her bucked once more, arching his back and she could feel his snout pressing against the skin between her breasts, outlined within her body as he came hard with an exultant whinnie, releasing nearly a gallon of cum on his own as the breeding stallion abover her twitched, balls spasming as he emptied himself inside both of them, his load swiftly filling Theo, the slave's belly swelling in his cramped position, pressing hard against his cock before the tide of semen overflowed out of him, flooding into Lucidum's womb and coating her much-chagrined slave with warm, sticky, musky feral cum.
The stallion dismounted quickly, pulling out of the raven with not a drop leaking from her as her tight pussy closed with a squelch, tickling her clit once more as Lucidum lulled in the afterglow of a heady orgasm, completely overstimulated. The exhausted raven rolled onto her back, caressing her swollen abdomen and stroking over the heaving form of the slave-stallion inside her. Her breasts dripped milk freely, and the raven, fully given over to female ecstasy, drank deeply of them, filling her belly with her own cream and yet still craving more seed.
Within her womb, Theo was panting heavily, clenching his ass tightly to keep the hot load from the feral that remained in him, coating his bowels tightly locked within, his stomach rounded with the sheer volume the breeder horse had left him with. A slave was rarely "straight" or "gay," they were forced to serve a variety of masters, and Theo had taken advantage of the other slaves in Lucidum's harem more than once....but he had never been on the receiving end...he had never been filled so thoroughly. Now he knew why his mistress yearned for it...and he now yearned for it himself. The anthro horse rested languidly, stroking his own shaft absentmindedly as he wrapped himself around that warmth that dripped in his belly. He drifted into slumber even as the raven righted herself, standing up once again and waddling shakily to the next stall.
"Mmm....I think you served your purpose tonight, Theo, i'd wager you've satisfied my prized stallion nearly as much as I myself do. But now...I need my appetite sated..." She finished off her stallions, aroused by seeing their owner bred like a mare, one-by-one, her beak wrapped around the length of their stiff cocks, taking them into her throat to the hilt until her plump breasts met their equally swollen balls, caressing and fondling them until their seed poured into her gullet. She guzzled their entire load: twelve stallions, over twenty gallons of hot seed filling her belly, the bird's body rounded out further as she became engorged with seed and at long last, she felt she could hold no more. Cradling her corpulent, swollen belly in both arms, she collapsed at the far end of the stable to digest, womb full of spunk and slave, belly rounded with the seed of the finest breeding stallions this side of Damascus...and too worn out from the machinations of either to stay conscious.