{"sf1_id":6079,"sf2_id":"YnLRqNxe","title":"Coming of Age","author":"Osix","words":10516,"posted_at":"2005-06-13T01:24:00.000Z","tags":["Bondage","Domination/Submission","Exhibitionism","M/F","Pain","Pregnancy","Reptile","Scat"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/6079-coming-of-age","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/YnLRqNxe","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/8d/9f/8d9f6dc1-ce9f-4983-b68e-68762dddd78d","description":"#1 of Arena Time","content":"I originally wrote these stories as one large story with a smaller follow  \nup story. Ive been wanting to post them on yiffstar but the first one was  \njust way too big to fit. It took me a while reading the first one and  \nrereading it to decide that it could be split up but the first place it  \nis split isnt all that good. I wrote these when I was far younger so  \nplease forgive the spelling and grammer.  \n  \nThese stories should not be read by anyone under 18. There is bondage,  \ntorture, rape, humiliation, pregnancy, and painful egg laying.  \n  \n---  \nArena Time #1 Coming of Age.  \n  \nIn a small stone masonry hut a family of dracians lived. A race of  \ncreatures that faintly resemble the ancient dragon, is a race that nature  \nplayed a cruel trick. They were just starting to embrace enlightenment over  \nreligious dogma, when a great disaster struck their race. It was only  \nthrough a miracle that they were saved from the brink of extinction, but at  \na terrible price. Something that a young lady dracian named Sirree will  \neventually find out.  \n  \nThree lightly spiced and marinated steaks sizzled on a grill in the fire  \nplace, and a wonderful scent filled the air. The father dracian got the  \nsteaks and brought them to a roughly finished circular wood table where he  \nsat down with his mate and his little girl. The father had on a fine formal  \nshirt and well tailored pants with well fitting leg and tail sleeves, as he  \nwas a respected member of the local town council, The mother and daughter  \nwore beautiful, if understated gowns. Dracians tended to be a very  \ncivilized race.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Father, why do us dracians never have biological parents like most other  \nanimals\"?  \n  \nThe father, who name was Sckraicus, began to show a loving yet worried look  \non his face.  \n  \n\"I can't tell you that, daughter. Our laws say that you must learn that in  \nschool. One day will learn why, and why I can not tell you. I wish I could  \ntell you, because I love you, Sirree\".  \n  \nThe threesome sat and ate their meal.  \n  \nAfter the meal was finished, Sirree asked, \"Mom, what goes on in the  \narena\"?  \n  \n\"Why we hold all sorts of sporting events, like...\"  \n  \n\"No, I mean the arena over at the edge of the forest\".  \n  \nThe mother, who's name was Chelan, lowered her eyes, and turned her head in  \nshame. As a tear rolled down her cheek she exclaimed, \"I'm sorry, but you  \nwill also have to learn that in school\".  \n  \n\"But mom, if I'm to learn this in school, it will have to be soon. I'm  \ngraduating this year\".  \n  \n\"I know. And you will\".  \n  \n\"Mom, why are you crying\"?  \n  \n\"I wish I could tell you, because I love you. But our society needs to  \nteach our children in a certain way if we, as dracians, are to survive.  \nAlthough... you should not be frightened to learn\".  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"I don't understand\".  \n  \n\"In time you will. Come, don't worry yourself. When it's time, you will  \nlearn what you need to learn. It's time for bed\".  \n  \n\\* \\* \\*  \n  \nSirree was an good student and excelled in both math and art. Over the next  \nfew months she received nothing but passing grades. Her best friend at  \nschool, Risel, always kidded her a little that she was a book worm. Risel,  \nherself, got good grades, but was more care free, and did things on the  \nspur of the moment. Two months had past since Sirree asked about the arena,  \nwhen in between classes, Risel asked Sirree, \"Hey, ya ever wonder what goes  \non in that arena, outside of town, and why all the adults seem to go there?  \nLets sneak in tonight\".  \n  \n\"I don't think we should\", responded Sirree, with a bit of amused shock  \nregistering on her face, at such a direct comment.  \n  \n\"Oh don't be a stick in the mud! It'll be fun.\"  \n  \nSirree, thought for a moment, and thinking a little adventure would indeed  \nbe fun, she said, \"welllll.. OK.... tonight. The adults seem to go there at  \naround 5:00 and then again at 8:00 and the crowds have all died down at  \nabout 9:30. Lets try for about that time\".  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Risel responded, \"Great. I know this spot where there is a hole in the  \noutside wall, that is away from where the guards, and crowds go. Maybe we  \ncan see something through it\".  \n  \nThe twosome split up and went to there last class of the day.  \n  \nThat night after diner, Sirree asked, \"Mom, can I go spend the night at  \nRisel's house? Just a little sleep over\".  \n  \nHer mother, knowing that Risel had been a good friend to Sirree and never  \ngot into any trouble, said \"wellllll... OK... Just practice your manors  \nwith her parents. OK\"?  \n  \n\"I promise\".  \n  \nRisel asked her mother if she could sleep at Sirree's house and also got  \npermission. The two met at there favorite tree house. Each one had brought  \na sleeping bag under the ruse that they would use it at the others house.  \nThey dropped the sleeping bags in the tree house where they planned to  \nspend the night and set off for the arena.  \n  \nWhen they got there, at about 9:00, they watched, from behind a tree, the  \nlast straggler walking into the arena. When no one was left on the ramp  \ninto the arena, that was off to their right, they quickly scampered off to  \nthe dark side of the arena, to their left.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Right where Risel had said it was, was a small hole in the masonry where  \nnot enough cement was laid, that was just big enough to see through. Risel  \nlooked through.  \n  \n\"Oh, drat. I can't see a darn thing. There's some kind of curtain in the  \nway\".  \n  \nSirree whispered \"Let me see. Hey some kind of guard just walked behind the  \ncurtain\".  \n  \nRisel whispered \"Let me see\".  \n  \n\"Too late he's gone. You really can't see anything anyway\".  \n  \nRisel whispered, \"Shhh... what's that\"?  \n  \nAll the time the girls were looking, they either heard, someone talking,  \nbut the words were too muffled to understand. Or, they heard a crowd  \ncheering.  \n  \nBut, now the crowds cheers had died down, and there was no muffled speaker.  \nNow, all they heard was a faint moaning sound.  \n  \nSirree whispered, \"What do you think is going on in there\"?  \n  \n\"I have no idea\", answered Risel.  \n  \nThe moans sounded as if they came from several females. They steadily  \nincreased in urgency, then stopped. The crowd began to cheer again.  \n  \nSirree whispered, \"Do you think the rumors are true, that it has something  \nto do with egg bearing\"?  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"I don't know. It certainly does sound like it, though\". answered Risel.  \n  \nThe girls heard more muffled talking. Then the speaker stopped. A couple of  \nseconds passed. Then, the girls heard a loud and intense, female scream,  \nwhich sent them running, as fast as they could, for home and their tree  \nhouse.  \n  \nWhile they were running, Sirree said, \"What do you think that was\"?  \n  \n\"I don't know, and I don't want to know\". said Risel.  \n  \nWhen they got back to the tree house, Risel said. \"Look, lets just keep to  \nthe original plan, and tell our parents that we met each other outside, and  \ndecided to spend the night in the tree house. We want to get into as little  \ntrouble as we can. Besides, we didn't actually see anything. Lets just  \nforget we were ever there\".  \n  \n\"No argument from me\". said Sirree exhaustedly.  \n  \nBoth Sirree and Risel had nightmares in that tree house, that night.  \n  \n\\* \\* \\*  \n  \nBoth Sirree and Risel passed there final exams with flying colors. And  \ngraduated with honors. The day they found out, with there little trip to  \nthe arena, long since forgotten, Risel asked \"Sirree, are you and Ril  \ngonaaaa....... Or what\"?  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Sirree with a devilish little, look on her face said, \"Why, what ever do  \nyou mean\"?  \n  \n\"Oh, come on! You two have been an item, ever since you got to this  \nschool\".  \n  \nSirree responded, \"Why I have no idea what you mean\", flashing a little  \nring that was around her finger.  \n  \nRisel, seeing the ring, in an absolute frenzy said, \"You're gona do it. I  \nknew it. I knew it\".  \n  \nThe only reason, Sirree's parents gave their consent for Sirree and and Ril  \nto marry, when they reached the age of consent, is because they knew Ril's  \nparents, who were very wealthy, and powerful, and Ril always got perfect  \nscores in school. They knew Ril would virtually step into a well paid law  \nclerking job.  \n  \nRisel, when she finally calmed down said, \"What do you think this little  \none day class is, that we are supposed to take\"?  \n  \nSirree responded, \"I don't know but apparently it has something to do with  \negg bearing\".  \n  \nRisel said, \"I guess that's why none of the males are coming\". Then began  \nto snicker.  \n  \nThen Sirree said, \"What? ..... none of the males are...? Oh! that was a  \nrude comment. Risel, get your mind out of the gutter\"!  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Risel, still snickering said \"I can't help it\".  \n  \nThe girls sat down in the class room.  \n  \nThe instructor, an old dracian female said, \"OK, class, who can tell me why  \nit is impossible for dracian females to conceive with out help\"?  \n  \nSirree, being the brightest student, and passed every history class, raised  \nher hand and said, \"Because, of the great plague, 200 years ago\".  \n  \n\"Very Good! And do you also know how we survived\"?  \n  \n\"A great dracian female named, Sueril, found out how females could become  \npregnant, and shared this knowledge with all dracians\".  \n  \n\"Very Good! What you are here today to learn, is more detail on how she did  \nit and how you might conceive, later in your life, if at sometime you feel  \nthe need to help our race and mother its next generation. I am going to  \nread from a small text pamphlet which is purposely, left out of the history  \nbooks, because it's only at this time should you learn this\".  \n  \nWith that the old dracian opened a special locked drawer in her desk and  \npulled out a pamphlet, and began to read. \"Sueril, was indeed the saviour  \nof our race. We were once two hundred thousand, and had a great  \ncivilization with law and religion. Then a great plague struck our race.  \nWithin the period of just one year, one hundred thousand dracians died. The  \ndracians that lived seemed resistant to the disease, and helped bury our  \ndead and tried to restore our devastated civilization. But the disease was  \nnot done. Little by little dracians began to realize that there were no  \nfemale dracians laying eggs. No one had any children. The years passed, and  \nlittle by little, our numbers dwindled. All our scholars were baffled. All  \nthe males seed seemed to look alive and healthy through there looking  \nscopes. After just 20 years had passed our numbers went from one hundred  \nthousand to just five thousand. It was clear to our scholars that we were  \nheaded for extinction. Sueril, could not stand the thought. Privately she  \ndid everything she could to become pregnant. She spent hours everyday,  \ndoing horrible things to herself, to try and ovulate. But all to no avail.  \nTwo years passed, and nothing. At the time, we still had sodomy laws. If  \nshe was caught she could have spent the rest of her life in jail. Then one  \nof the men she had been with reported her, and she was arrested, and put in  \njail. Two, months passed. Then something extraordinary happened. Her belly  \nwas beginning grow. She had become pregnant. Every scholar that was still  \nalive, came to see her. When the acting president, who was still alive,  \ncame to see her, he realized what she had done for the dracian race, and  \nimmediately gave her a full pardon. Sueril told the scholars exactly what  \nshe had done. Soon every female that was still alive was trying what Sueril  \nhad done. A few succeeded, and soon there were eggs in many houses. When  \nthe ruling council saw what had happened, they realized that we have been  \nsaved from the brink of extinction, and immediately and unanimously,  \nrepealed all sodomy laws. Those, females who did not become pregnant helped  \nin raising the young. Our race was saved\".  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The old dracian then looked up to the girls and said \"The next part of this  \npamphlet deals with what you should do if you were to decide that you would  \nlike to help out our race and become egg bearers\".  \n  \nShe began to read. \"After the danger was over, the ruling council made it  \nmandatory that females use the same procedures that Sueril used to become  \npregnant, at least once, during their egg bearing years, and our population  \nonce again boomed. Twenty years later, we were back to a very young fifty  \nthousand. When the ruling council saw that our population was, once again,  \na healthy one. They made participation as an egg bearer, voluntary. Too  \nthis day, they still run the arena, out side of this town\".  \n  \nRisel said, under her breath, \"I knew it\".  \n  \nThe old dracian continued \"If, at some time, in the future, you should feel  \nthe desire to become an egg bearer, and so help our race to live on, you  \nshould go there. You can not be told the details of what goes on inside the  \narena. Your knowledge of this would severely lessen your chances of  \nbecoming pregnant. You are also, not allowed to attend as part of the  \naudience, there, until you have, at least once, been an egg bearer\".  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; With that, the councilor closed the pamphlet and spoke to the class,  \ndirectly. \"I wish you could be told about the arena. There is a certain  \npride you feel, knowing you have helped our race live on. I know. I have  \nbeen an egg bearer myself. You may now leave\".  \n  \n\\* \\* \\*  \n  \nSirree's and Ril's wedding was beautiful. They loved each other very much.  \nThey found a, not to lavish, but still respectable masonry house, and moved  \nin. Ril could afford this on his clerking job. There was already talk of  \nhim being primed for a lawyers position. The first thing that they did when  \nthey moved in was to set up the massive bed in the bedroom. They had no  \ncurtains, on the first day so they hung large towels over the windows. Once  \ntheir bedroom was made private, they began to caress each other. Ril licked  \nSirree's snout. Sirree, nuzzled at Ril's neck. Ril's hands explored  \nSirree's back and rubbed the base of her tail. Sirree's arms rapped around  \nRil and hugged him tightly. And, they slowly made their way to the bed.  \nSirree lied down on her back, and Ril moved on top, all the time, slowly  \nnuzzling her with his snout. As their bodies rubbed together, Sirree began  \nto feel Ril's dracianhood grow and press against her cloaca. Sirree  \nresponded by pushing back against his penis. As Sirree felt Ril enter her  \nshe gave a little moan. She then began to lick Ril's snout. Sirree, loved  \nthe feeling of Ril's member, filling her so completely and perfectly. Ril  \nbegan to slowly pump it in and out of Sirree. Every time he did, Sirree  \nwould let out a small moan. Ril's member slowly and rhythmically, stroked  \nSirree's cloaca. Sirree's body shuddered and then pushed hard against Ril's  \npenis. Ril continued to pump his penis up and down and Sirree felt her body  \nshudder again and grip and push against his penis, as she crossed her eyes  \nand threw her head back. Ril continued to pump. finally Ril began to get a  \nlump in his throat. He crossed his eyes, threw his head back and spilled  \nhis seed into Sirree. They both knew that nothing would come of it. It just  \ndoes not happen with dracian females. Ril pulled out of Sirree, and rolled  \nover onto his back. He laid there, not saying a word for almost five  \nminutes. Sirree looked over at the prone Ril, and began to stroke his  \nstomach with her hand. She then scuttled over a little bit and licked Ril's  \nsnout. Ril nuzzled back at Sirree's neck. Once again they embraced,  \nenjoying each others presence. Once again Sirree rolled on her back and Ril  \nclimbed on top. Ril nuzzled Sirree's neck in ernest. Sirree once again,  \nfelt Ril's dracianhood begin to grow again. She felt it kiss her cloaca,  \nand she pushed against it. The wonderful feeling of being filled returned.  \nRil, again began to pump in and out, all the time holding her snout against  \nhis with his hands. Sirree, once again felt a violent shudder course  \nthrough her body, and hugged Ril tighter than ever. Her eyes crossed, and  \nsnout snapped back. Ril licked her neck. Ril kept on humping and humping,  \nand Sirree could not get enough. Sirree, once again, felt Ril shudder. His  \neyes crossed and his head flew back. Sirree then felt more dracian seed  \nbeing spilled into her. Ril slowly pulled out of Sirree. They loved each  \nother very much, and enjoyed participating in the ultimate expression of  \ntheir love.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The months passed and Ril's job went very well. He was earning more than  \nenough to support them both. But, Sirree insisted on teaching in that same  \nschool that she had graduated from just a few months before. Sirree and Ril  \nnever went a day with out being in each others arms and making love to each  \nother over and over.  \n  \nA year passed and they both were gaining prestige in their professions, and  \nstarted saving a great deal of money.  \n  \nAnother year passed. The two did not miss so much as one day without making  \nlove to each other, at least once.  \n  \nRil's job was challenging, and he enjoyed it very much.  \n  \nSirree, however was teaching in a privileged school for all the brightest  \nyoung dracians. She began to feel that she was not making a difference.  \nThese kids practically taught themselves. She then made a change to try and  \nteach art, which she was always good at, but she continued to feel rather  \nworthless.  \n  \nOne day, when Ril came home, Sirree said, \"I'm starting to feel so.. so..  \nnot needed. These kids always do their homework. They always get every  \nanswer right. There are plenty of individuals who could teach them. I feel  \nlike I'm not making any difference what so ever\".  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Ril said, \"What you'ld you like to do? Teaching is the only thing you know  \nhow to do well\".  \n  \nSirree said, \"I don't know. I want to make a difference. I guess I'm just  \nin a philanthropic mood. I'll feel an urge to help\".  \n  \nRil gave Sirree an affectionate lick. \"Honey, why don't you sleep on it,  \nThings might look better in the morning\".  \n  \nRil developed a large loving smile \"Come to bed and we will enjoy each  \nother until we pass out\".  \n  \nSirree, didn't even notice the flippant comment, and shouted, \"That's it! I  \nthink it's time for me to become an egg bearer\".  \n  \nRil's smile, turned into a frown very quickly. \"Honey, I know what goes on  \nin that arena. I'm allowed to attend the audience. You have absolutely no  \nidea what it's like\".  \n  \n\"Didn't they teach us in school, that in order to become pregnant, I must  \nnot know\"?  \n  \nRil saw his love intent on leaving him for a few years to go bear eggs. At  \nthe thought, a tear developed in his eye. \"Oh, honey, I wont stop you if  \nyou insist on this. I'm very proud of you for wanting to help our race. But  \nplease sleep on it, and think about it. You might see things a little  \ndifferently in the morning\".  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The two went to bed, and made love to each other.  \n  \nThe next morning, Sirree saw things as clear as ever. She wanted to make a  \ndifference. She wanted to lay the next generation into a cozy nest.  \n  \nShe said, to Ril \"I want to do it. I feel so dead inside. I need something  \nto live for\".  \n  \nRil leaned over and gave Sirree a lick on here neck, as a tear rolled down  \nhis cheek. \"I love you so much. And I am so proud of you. I will miss you  \nvery much\".  \n  \nSirree went into school and gave the principal a customary one week notice.  \n  \n\\* \\* \\*  \n  \nSirree, went to the main desk at the arena entrance, and said \"I wish to  \nbear eggs\".  \n  \nThe guard at the desk said. \"Please fill this form out, then take it to  \nthat window right there\".  \n  \nThe form just had some standard contact information. Sirree followed the  \nguards instructions. At the window a receptionist said please go through  \nthese doors.  \n  \nThrough the doors and down the hall was a bench with some equipment. An  \nelderly dracian next to the bench said, \"Please lie down and pull down you  \npants. I have to check your cloaca to make sure that you have a good chance  \nof bearing eggs\".  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Sirree felt a little embarrassed but complied. She felt a small pinch as  \nthe dracian inserted a small instrument into her cloaca.  \n  \n\"Uh hu. Uh hu. Good muscular tone, well formed egg chamber. I'ld say you  \nstand a good chance of becoming pregnant\". She pulled the instrument from  \nSirree's cloaca.  \n  \n\"OK, you can put your pants back on. Go through that door.\"  \n  \nSirree complied. The room was pitch black, then she heard a voice.  \n  \n\"Please close the door\".  \n  \nSirree, did so and what light was coming through the door, disappeared.  \n  \n\"Don't be alarmed. This is another test to determine your suitability to  \nbear eggs\".  \n  \nThe room was absolutely black. She felt a hand suddenly touch her on the  \nshoulder. The hand stayed there, apparently guiding it's owner. Then she  \nfelt another hand reaching under her tail to her cloaca. At first she gave  \na shudder, but immediately calmed down, and let the unseen hand message her  \ncloaca, through her pants. Then the lights came on.  \n  \nA dracian dressed as a guard said, \"Congratulations. You passed this test.  \nYou'ld be surprised how many females go screaming out that door. Please go  \nthrough this door and find a seat with the other females who have passed\".  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Sirree, did as the guard said.  \n  \nThere was an old female dracian in the room, and she began to speak.  \n  \n\"You ten females have been chosen for your perspective ability to lay eggs  \nand thus keeping our race alive. I am going to give you one last chance to  \nback out. First of all, let me reassure you that ever since we have  \nformalized the procedure to get a female to ovulate, we have never even had  \nso much as a minor injury, unless of course you consider the egg laying  \nitself an injury. Now that that has been said I wish to tell you what you  \nwill experience for the next 2 to 5 years. You will consider it nothing  \nmore than hell it self. Unfortunately, ever since the great plague that  \nstruck our race, everything females go through in here seems to be  \nnecessary for ovulation to occur. At times you WILL find the pain  \nunbearable, and I'm not talking about the egg laying. If any of you do not  \nthink your ready, walk out that door right now\"!  \n  \nSirree, and the other ten females began to talk among themselves. All ten  \nfelt so much longing and that it was indeed time for them to do their parts  \nin perpetuating their species. But they were just as afraid of the  \ncounselors words. Sirree stayed put. Three other females began to get up  \nbut then sat back down.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The councilor pressed \"Nobody wants to leave? Once you go through that door  \nyour in for the next 2 to 5 years\".  \n  \nAfter about a second one of the other females spoke, \"No mam, I think all  \nour bodies are telling us it's time\".  \n  \n\"I'm proud of you all. Let me give you one reassurance. I have been an egg  \nbearer. Even though I considered it absolute hell, while I was here, I look  \nback on it now with a little fondness. I helped our race to live on.  \nSomeday you will feel the same way. Trust me\".  \n  \nWith that the councilor opened the door and said, \"Please walk to the end  \nof the hallway and wait. The female dracians did so and the councilor  \nclosed the door behind them. The door closed with an echo of a certain  \nfinality about it. A window opened in the hallways left wall, and an  \nelderly dracian spoke up. \"Please leave all your possessions with me and  \ncheck them in. You will get them back when you are done with your duties as  \negg bearers\".  \n  \nThe females looked around at each other a bit confused. Then Sirree spoke.  \n\"All our possessions? We're going to be in there for 2 to 5 years. All our  \nclothes are in these bags\".  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The elderly dracian muttered to himself, \"If I had a copper for every time  \nI heard...\" then his attention turn to the females, \"You wont be needing  \nthem\".  \n  \nThe females muttered to themselves, \"We'll maybe some sort of uniform\".  \n  \nThe elderly dracian, then opened the door and instructed the females to go  \ndown the hall and into the next room.  \n  \nWhen the ten females got to the room they found and extremely strong  \nlooking dracian. The room smelled badly. Sirree thought it almost smelled  \nlike a barn she once visited. She looked around. This room even seemed to  \nhave caged stalls, which were lined with hay. Each stall had a nice large  \nglass window. Sirree thought that this seems to be a very nice barn like  \nbuilding and wondered what it is used for.  \n  \nThe strong dracian male spoke. \"My name is Sirbel, I am your instructor.  \nFirst of all you'll find that I care greatly for all my egg bearer charges.  \nMainly you ten females as of right now. And I wish no harm to come to you.  \nThere are many rules which you must obey for things to go smoothly. I  \nassume you all want to become pregnant... Correct\"?  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; All the girls nodded and responded, \"Yes\".  \n  \n\"OK, Now pay attention as I read a list of rules that you will obey, and  \nthe punishments that accompany the breaking of each one\".  \n  \n\"Punishments!\" The females began to frantically talk among themselves.  \n  \nSirbel, yelled in a surprisingly powerful and stern voice. \"Quiet!\". And  \nthe females complied.  \n  \n\"Rule number one. From now on, until you have finished your egg bearing  \nwith us, each and every one of you are forbidden to speak. Not even one  \nword. Each and every word you utter in my or any guards presence will be  \nmarked down. Every word you utter, when your turns in the arena comes, will  \nearn you 10 strokes with the large, ribbed pain giver, dildo\".  \n  \nShock registered on all the females faces as they finally started to grasp  \nthe severity of their situation. One female began to say, \"But...\".  \n  \nBefore she could even utter another word, Sirbel interrupted her,  \n\"Congratulations, you've just earned 10 strokes on your very first day\".  \nThis statement seemed to quiet the remaining females.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Sirbel said, \"Good, you learn quickly. Rule number two... Oh, I'm going to  \nneed some help with this one. Guards, you can come in now\".  \n  \nTen large male dracians entered the room. Each had a whole set of leather  \nbinders and what appeared to be muzzles and bits.  \n  \n\"Rule two is, you will submit to being bound at all times. Every time you  \nresist will earn you twenty strokes with the pain giver dildo\".  \n  \nThe guards proceeded to bind each females wrists with leather straps behind  \nthere backs. The females didn't resist for fear of what the pain giver  \ndildo was like\".  \n  \n\"Rule three, First of all I know your all extremely frightened right now. I  \nwouldn't be doing this if it weren't absolutely necessary to help you to  \novulation, virtually everything must be done in our species or it just does  \nnot happen. Part of everything is to make you feel as though you have lost  \nall civility. You must be made to feel as though you are nothing more than  \nan animal. Therefore, you are going to be treated exactly like one. Rule  \nthree is you are not allowed to cover your body, including your cloaca,  \nwith anything at all. This includes your hands. Covering up your cloaca  \nwill earn you twenty strokes with the pain giver dildo. When you leave, you  \nwill be reimbursed for what is about to happen now. Guards...\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; With that, each guard, pulled out sickle knives and proceed to cut away  \neach females clothes including their shoes. They then proceeded to attach  \nthe muzzle and bits to each female, and then lead each one to a stall in  \nthe room, and tied the muzzle lanyards to a wall handle loose enough so the  \nfemales could lie down in the hay.  \n  \n\"Rule four, this one sort of goes without saying at this point. You are not  \nallowed to try to escape. Escape attempts will earn you thirty strokes with  \nthe pain giver dildo. Rule five, when it is your turn in the arena, you  \nwill obey the instructors commands at all times. Failure to do so is  \npunishable by 10 strokes from the pain giver dildo. OK, now I'm going to  \ngive each of you a number. This is stall group 3 so all your numbers will  \nbegin with 3. These numbers will be died, using a special skin die on your  \nrump and your inside right arm. You will always be referred to by these  \nnumbers\".  \n  \nSirbel walked to each stall in turn. \"You are 30. You are 31.\"  \n  \nAs he read off the numbers, a guard would paint each female as Sirbel had  \ndescribed. When he got to Sirree, he said \"Ooo! you have 35. That along  \nwith 36 is a special number here. You'll eventually see why\". He went  \naround and finished the numbering.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Sirbel then noticed a female trying to get his attention. Once she saw  \nSirbel had noticed, she started frantically pointing to her cloaca, being  \ncareful not to cover it up.  \n  \nSirbel looked mildly annoyed, and said, \"You are an animal now, you do not  \nget the privilege of using the bathroom. You will use the hay in your own  \nstall. It will be cleaned up for you in the morning\".  \n  \nThe female stared back at Sirbel with a look of absolute shock mixed with  \nworry.  \n  \nSirbel then said, \"I am leaving now, you should all get some rest for  \ntomorrow is your initiation to the arena. There are some special procedures  \nfor first timers. You can talk among yourselves as long as I or any guards  \nare not in your presence\". And, with that Sirbel left to an adjoining room.  \n  \nOne of the females said to Sirree in a whisper, finding it difficult to do  \nso through the muzzle bit, \"I'm scared\".  \n  \nSirree responded, \"Your not alone. I am too. But you know what we've been  \ntaught in school. You know that if female dracians are even to hope to  \novulate that all this is absolutely necessary. And, I for once in my life  \nhave a little pride that someday I may actually help our race to survive,  \neven though I'm being treated as... well.. an animal. Now hush and try to  \nsleep. It will be hard as it is bound up as we are\".  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Aren't you embarrassed, naked as we are, and not even allowed to hide our  \nnakedness with our own hands\"?  \n  \n\"Yes, but we are only seen by our instructor, and he's probably seen  \nthousands of egg bearers naked. Now try to get some sleep\".  \n  \nThe next morning broke and daylight shown in on ten fairly stiff female  \ndracians, who were still tied up with muzzle and bit. With there arms tied  \nbehind them. Every female at some point during the night could not hold out  \nand there were fresh feces in every stall. Sirree found it hard to sleep  \nthrough the stench.  \n  \nSirbel entered, his demeanor was not that of drill sergeant in some army  \nbut rather a farmer with a caring relationship with all his beasts. He  \nsaid, \"I see you were all good girls last night, we'll get that cleaned  \nup\". His demeaning tone was that of a sentient creature talking to his  \npets.  \n  \nWith that the guards came in and began to shovel the feces into a bin. Once  \nthis task was done, Sirbel spoke again. \"Time for breakfast. Rule six,  \nremember you are animals, you don't get to eat with your hands in anyway.  \nYou will be digging in with your mouth only! If I see you touching your  \nfood, that earns you 20 strokes with the pain giver dildo\".  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The guards laid down plates of what looked and smelled like rather plain  \nmeatloaf, with some wilted collard greens, and then proceeded to remove the  \nmuzzles, and arm shackles.  \n  \nSirbel spoke, \"Remember the punishment for trying to escape. Also, you  \nshould try and eat the collard greens. I know they don't smell very good,  \nand are only passible to the pallet, but they will give you the calcium  \nthat you will need on the chance you do become pregnant.  \n  \nThe females bent down and ate as they were instructed. Every one wound up  \nwith some meatloaf on her face. They were given a small pail of water. Each  \nfemale drank like an animal, on all fours with their snouts in the water.  \nSome were clever enough to wash off the particles of meatloaf in the pails.  \n  \nSirbel spoke again. \"Bath time\". The guards brought in three large barrels  \nof water. Then they took pail after pail of water and began to splash the  \nfemales with it. The water was cold, and the females began to shiver a bit,  \nuntil the guards proceeded to dry them off with towels. Then one guard  \nstarted to re-muzzle and tie the females.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Sirbel then spoke again. \"OK, egg bearers. It's time to meet your public\".  \n  \nSirree thought to herself \"What?\"!, then wheeled to see some more guards  \nhad set up rope walkways just outside the large glass windows.  \n  \nThe females, to this point, had accepted Sirbel and the guards looking at  \ntheir nakedness. They all had figured that they had seen this all thousands  \nof times before. But, the hundreds of dracians now filing through the rope  \nwalkways was something completely different.  \n  \nDracians, mostly influential individuals, began to file down the walkways.  \nThe female, who talked to Sirree last night, screamed, forgot rule three,  \nand immediately covered her cloaca with her hands.  \n  \nSirbel spoke, \"Guard, mark that female down for twenty strokes this  \nafternoon\".  \n  \nThe female dropped her head, uncovered her cloaca, closed her eyes and  \nstarted to let tears flow. The guard doing the tieing, entered her stall,  \nput manacles on her wrist behind her back, and put the muzzle and bit, back  \non. The guard then went around and finished tieing the other females.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; At this point, even Sirree was losing the pride she had felt earlier, trust  \nup and muzzled as she was, and naked like an animal for the public to see.  \nSirree became teary eyed as well.  \n  \nThe viewing went on for the next four hours. During this time two females  \nhad to go again. They could not hold it any longer and defecated for all  \nthe spectators to see. A small cheer came up from the crowd, as each female  \ndid so.  \n  \nAt around noon the crowds died down. Then Sirbel spoke again. \"Lunch time\".  \n  \nThe guards once again served up the same unremarkable meatloaf with collard  \ngreens. All ten females, now sobbing, got down on all fours and ate like  \nanimals.  \n  \nSirbel spoke, \"The number 3 stalls, have their arena sessions at 2:00pm.  \nPrepare yourselves, you have less than 2 hours\".  \n  \nOver the next 2 hours the females rested, still sobbing, in their stalls.  \nThe occasional straggler from the crowd would come along to stare at the  \nnaked females, through the windows.  \n  \nSirree had to defecate, and couldn't hold it in any longer. So she  \ndefecated in the hay.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; At five minutes to two the guards and Sirbel came back, and proceeded to  \nuntie the females muzzles from the wall handles and lead them around like  \ncattle. There arms, at this point, still tied around their backs. They  \nwalked to a set of stares, that lead to two large doors. Sirbel, went  \nahead, and opened the doors.  \n  \nThe thunderous roar of a large crowd, behind the doors, startled the  \nfemales.  \n  \nSirbel spoke, and the crowd quieted down. \"At this time we are introducing  \nsome new comers\".  \n  \nA collective sigh of disappointment echoed from the crowd.  \n  \nSirbel interjected, \"two of which, have already had punishments assigned\".  \n  \nThe cheers returned.  \n  \nThe females, now realizing that they were to preform before a large crowd,  \nevery night, for the next several years of there lives, started to sob as  \nprofusely as ever.  \n  \nSirbel continued, \"now lets bring them out. Female number 30\".  \n  \nA guard led female 30 through the doors, by her nose, with the muzzle  \nlanyard.  \n  \n\"Female number 31. Female number 32\".  \n  \nEach time a female was led through the doors a cheer arose from the crowd.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Female number 33. Female number 34\".  \n  \nWhen Sirbel got to \"Female 35\", Sirree's guard led her into the arena. The  \ndoors opened up to an outside arena. The floor was polished marble and felt  \ngood to Sirree's bare feet. The marble floor was a semicircle stage, with  \nthousands of dracian spectators looking on. There were ten padded benches  \narranged in a semicircle, neatly fitting on the stage. Each bench was held  \ndown to the stage with heavy metal latches. At the corners of each bench,  \nfastened to the floor, were chain latches. To each chain latch was fastened  \na chain and a manacle. In front of each bench, toward the audience was a  \ngrating that was, never the less, still comfortable to walk on. Each  \ngrating had two small yellow lines painted on them. There were also chain  \nlatches straddling the gratings. Each female was lead to their  \ncorresponding numbered bench, and positioned standing on the grating.  \n  \nSirbel continued, \"Female number 36. Female number 37. Female number 38.  \nAnd finally female number 39\".  \n  \nWhen each female was finally facing a bench, with their backs to the  \naudience, Sirbel pointed with his finger, and the guards proceeded to,  \nfirmly, yet gently, bend each female over the benches so they were lying  \nbelly down. They helped the females shift up the benches because the  \nbenches were just a little to high for their legs to reach the ground. Then  \nthey unfastened the females leather manacles, swung their arms down, then  \nfastened them to leather manacles underneath the tables. They also fastened  \ntheir feet to leather manacles. The effect was the females were now  \ncompletely prone stretched over the padded benches. Every one of them were  \nstill sobbing. The guards then bent their tails up and fastened them up to  \ntheir backs with even more leather manacles. Now the audience had a clear,  \nunobstructed view of their cloaca. Sirree, now, saw what Sirbel had meant  \nabout 35 and 36. These two benches were in the center, and the largest part  \nof the audience, had a clear view of her cloaca. Then the guards began to  \nremove the muzzles and bits.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; When the guards finished, Sirbel spoke to the audience. \"For those of you  \nwho don't know our procedures I will keep you informed. No mater if females  \nare first clutchers, Returning Females, or new ones like these ten here, we  \nalways start out by administering a colonic. Guards...\"  \n  \nThe guards brought out ten pumping apparatuses with long tubes out from the  \ncurtain that was the stage back. Each guard proceeded to insert a tube up  \neach females cloaca. Each time when the female felt it inserted, they  \nwinced at the feeling, and when the audience saw this they would cheer.  \nEach tube had a stop disk which let the guards know exactly when to stop.  \nSirree felt the small tube inserted into her cloaca, wind up and into her  \ncolon. Each guard then started to pump the apparatuses, and the females  \nbegan to feel there colons being filled with large amounts of water. The  \nguard pumped so much water into Sirree that she thought it felt like she  \nhadn't defecated in a week, even though she did so just an hour earlier.  \nAll the females held it in out of embarrassment. The guards, Sirbel and the  \ncrowd just stared and waited. When, at last, one female could not hold out  \nany longer and let her load of water go along with a great deal of fecal  \nmater, the crowd let up a cheer. This started a cascade effect with the  \nother females who could not hold out any longer and let go.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Once the last drop of water and fecal mater had dribbled out of the last  \nfemale and into the grating bellow, which served as a drain, Sirbel spoke  \nagain. \"These are new comers so, we have to use the initiation balls to  \nstart out with\".  \n  \nEach guard brought out a tube filled with a gelatin substance and proceeded  \nto put it into each females cloaca, lubricating it. Each guard brought out  \na string, onto which were attached ten balls, each one bigger than the  \nother so that the last ball at the end of the string was about tennis ball  \nsized and the first golf ball sized. The guards then whispered into the  \nfemales ears, \"don't try to push these out. Let your body accept them\".  \nThey then proceeded to push the first ball into the females cloaca.  \n  \nSirree, thought that this was quite painful, but she could stand it.  \n  \nEach guard, slowly but surely inserted the remainder of the balls which got  \neasier because they got smaller. Each female did as instructed and let  \ntheir bodies slowly accept the balls.  \n  \nSirbel watched the females. Several females squirmed a bit over the benches  \nas their muscles slowly contracted, sliding the balls up into their colons.  \nOnce the females calmed down, Sirbel again made a gesture with his finger.  \nEach guard grabbed a handle that was attached to the string hanging out of  \nthe females cloaca. They began to pull. They pulled, not with a yank, but  \nstill quickly and steadily. Sirree, felt the balls leave her body, one by  \none, making a sucking sound as they exited. As the balls increased in size,  \nSirree, could not believe the strange feeling of pain that increased with  \nthem. It was not a feeling of bodily damage. Instead, the closest thing  \nSirree could think of was, not having defecated for to long. The last ball  \nexited her cloaca, after what seemed to Sirree as minutes. In truth, less  \nthan a second had past. It created a horrible need with in her cloaca. A  \nneed to push. But there was nothing to push against. It was a terrible  \nfeeling of emptiness and longing, and Sirree wept.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; As each ball exited the females, the crowds cheers grew.  \n  \nSirbel spoke again. \"The next step is to get them used to being mated. We  \ndon't use the real thing on new comers. They are not used to it yet.  \nInstead, we use a standard size, lightly ribbed dildo. It has been  \ndetermined that one hundred strokes is usually sufficient to get them  \nstarted\".  \n  \nEach guard, brought from behind the curtain a long wooden stick. At the end  \nof the sticks were attached a hard rubber dildo that had some smooth ribs.  \nThe dildos were approximately the size of an average dracian males penis.  \nSirree felt her guard begin to push the tip of the dildo against here  \ncloaca. As the muscles in here cloaca were slowly pushed open, Sirree felt  \nthe desire to push, that she had, suddenly find something to push against.  \nIronically, as her muscles involuntarily pushed against the dildo, this  \nmade the dildo slide more easily and the guard steadily moved it in. Each  \nrib, as it passed her cloaca would increase the strange, pushing pain, just  \na little more.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Each time the crowd saw a females cloaca, penetrated by the tip of a dildo,  \nthey would cheer. Once all ten were in, they quieted down.  \n  \nEach guard was trained in the proper method to use the dildos for maximum  \neffect. Once they pushed the dildo all the way in they held it there for  \njust a moment, and then they pulled it, slowly, back, they settled into a  \nslow, methodical rhythm. As Sirree felt the foreign object move, slowly, in  \nand out of her, she felt the horrible need to push increase. As the ribs  \nforced open her cloaca, again and again, she writhed on the bench, in an  \neffort to withstand the feeling. After 10 strokes her breath began to come  \nin shallow pants. After 20 strokes she began to moan. At 30 strokes, she  \nfelt her body spasm and push hard against the dildo. The guard did not even  \nskip a beat. Sirree crossed her eyes, pushed hard, then went limp across  \nthe bench. As the guard continued the level of pain Sirree experienced  \nstayed just about at the level at which her body spasmed. Even though she  \nwas exhausted, she could still feel every rib pass her cloaca. The guard  \ncontinued.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; 35 strokes.  \n  \n40 strokes.  \n  \n45 strokes.  \n  \n50 strokes.  \n  \n55 strokes.  \n  \n60 strokes.  \n  \n65 strokes.  \n  \n70 strokes.  \n  \n75 strokes.  \n  \n80 strokes.  \n  \n85 strokes.  \n  \n90 strokes.  \n  \n95 strokes.  \n  \nAt last, the one hundredth stroke came. Sirree felt the guard pull the  \ndildo all the way out, making a sucking sound as it left.  \n  \nSirree was grateful that the muscles of her cloaca were no longer forced  \napart.  \n  \nAs the last female received the one hundredth stroke the crowd let up a  \nspontaneous cheer, which lasted almost a full minute.  \n  \nSirbel raised his hand to quiet the crowd, and began to speak. \"The final  \npart of the initiation of new ones will be to demonstrate what punishment  \nfor breaking rules involves. Each new female will get exactly two strokes  \nwith the pain giver dildo, so they know exactly what it is like\".  \n  \nSirree, could not believe her ears, she had not broken a rule yet, but she  \nstill was going to feel this? She swallowed a lump in her throat, and began  \nto cry at the thought. A single guard went behind the curtain and brought  \nout an extremely large, hard rubber dildo. The other dildos were average  \ndracian male size. This single dildo was easily twice their size. It was  \nadorned with brutally large ribs. This guard was specially trained to use  \nthis dildo. He walked behind female number 30. She watched him approach her  \nupturned tail, with horror and streams of tears in her eyes. The guard  \nfirst replenished the gelatin in her cloaca. He then touched the dildo's  \ntip to her cloaca. She straitened out her head, looked strait forward,  \ngasped and swallowed a lump in her throat.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The guard methodically moved the tip back and fourth to lube it up with the  \ndripping gelatin. He then slowly push, hard, on the handle. Female 30  \nscreamed in agony as the dildo slowly entered her, the ribs, brutally  \npushing back the muscles of her cloaca.  \n  \nThe crowd gasped at the scream.  \n  \nThe guard slowly impaled her with the dildo's entire length. The females  \nbody writhed, violently against the pain, as she both screamed and cried at  \nthe same time. The guard held it in at its full length, until the females  \nscreams of agony began to wain. He then began to pull the dildo out and  \nfemale 30's screams of agony returned in earnest as each of the massive  \ndildos ribs pressed hard against her cloaca. The guard left one rib inside  \nthe female and, once again, waited for her screams to lessen. He then  \ncalled out  \n  \n\"STROKE ONE\".  \n  \nThe guard then began to push the dildo back in, and screams and sobs of the  \nwrithing female, returned. The guard seemed to take forever to push it  \nback, and all the way in. Once it was there, he again waited for the  \nfemales, sobs to subside, and then began to pull it back out, which brought  \nmore screams of agony. The guard finally pulled it all the way out, and the  \ndildo made a horrible slurping sound. The guard said, \"STROKE TWO\".  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He then turned his attention to female number 31, who at this point was  \nsobbing profusely because she knew that she was next. The guard relubed  \n31's cloaca, and began to work the tip at the lubrication. He then pushed,  \nhard, and female 31 began to scream out in agony. Each stroke was just as  \nlong and as brutal as was given to female 30, and the screams and sobs of  \nthe writhing female were just as heart wrenching.  \n  \nThe guard called out, \"STOKE ONE\". Then slowly pushed the dildo back in.  \nThen he slowly pulled it out. Once again it made a horrible slurping sound.  \n  \n\"STROKE TWO\".  \n  \nThe guard then went on to female 33.  \n  \nMore lubrication.  \n  \nA hard, slow push, then a slow pull back out, with a female writhing,  \nsobbing and screaming in pain.  \n  \n\"STROKE ONE\".  \n  \nThe guard pushed the dildo slowly back in. Then slowly pulled it back out,  \nas female 33 writhed, sobbed and screamed. And, again came a horrible  \nslurping sound.  \n  \n\"STROKE TWO\".  \n  \nThe guard then went on to female 34.  \n  \nMore lubrication.  \n  \nA hard, slow push, then a slow pull back out, with a female writhing,  \nsobbing and screaming in pain.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"STROKE ONE\".  \n  \nThe guard pushed the dildo slowly back in. Then slowly pulled it back out,  \nas female 34 writhed, sobbed and screamed. And, again came a horrible  \nslurping sound.  \n  \n\"STROKE TWO\".  \n  \nThe guard then turned his attention to Sirree, Sirree watched him approach  \nher cloaca, with tears in her eyes, and a lump in her throat. When Sirree  \nfelt the guard push some gelatin into her cloaca, she looked strait forward  \nin fear, and tried to swallow another lump. She felt the guard begin to  \nwiggle the tip at her cloaca. A couple seconds passed, then Sirree felt the  \ntip begin to push at her cloaca. For just an instant it felt just like the  \nother dildo, but this dildo immediately spread her cloaca much wider.  \nSirree screamed out in pain, and then began to sob. As the guard continued  \nto push, the first rib, brutally expanded Sirree's cloaca even wider.  \nSirree's sobs, immediately turned to screams once again. The guard slowly  \nand agonizingly work the dildo into Sirree, one rib at a time. All this  \ntime, Sirree's body involuntarily writhed against the intense pain. With  \nSirree still screaming, the guard finally impaled the length of the dildo  \ninto her. The pain was intense, but at least there was no more ribs going  \npast Sirree's cloaca. Sirree's screams subsided and her breath came in  \nshort pants. Then the guard began to pull. When the first rib went past  \nSirree's cloaca, she screamed out in agony once again. The intense pain  \nseemed to last forever as each rib were slowly and agonizingly pulled from  \nher cloaca.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"STROKE ONE\".  \n  \nThen the guard began to push it back into Sirree. Sirree's screams of agony  \nwould continue, as rivers of tears streamed from her eyes, each rib,  \nbrutally widening here cloaca again and again. When the guard got it all  \nthe way in he, once again held it there. Sirree screams calmed to labored  \nbreaths. Sirree, thought, just for a moment that she just might be able to  \nhold back her screams of pain. The guard began to pull again. When Sirree  \nfelt the first rib come she tried to hold back the scream with a \\*nnga\\* but  \nimmediately let go with another scream of agony when the rib, brutally  \nexpanded her cloaca, once again. Sirree thought that the guard pulled out  \nthe dildo so slowly, and was sobbing from the pain in between screams, when  \neach rib would pass. Finally Sirree heard an awful slurp as she felt her  \ncloaca snap back into place. She collapsed over the bench, completely  \nexhausted. Through teary eyes, she saw the guard approach female 36.  \n  \nThe guard again applied lubrication.  \n  \nA hard, slow push, then a slow pull back out, with a female writhing,  \nsobbing and screaming in pain.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"STROKE ONE\".  \n  \nThe guard pushed the dildo slowly back in. Then slowly pulled it back out,  \nas female 36 writhed, sobbed and screamed. And, again came a horrible  \nslurping sound.  \n  \n\"STROKE TWO\".  \n  \nThe guard went on to female 37. Again he applied gelatin.  \n  \nA hard, slow push, then a slow pull back out, with a female writhing,  \nsobbing and screaming in pain.  \n  \n\"STROKE ONE\".  \n  \nThe guard pushed the dildo slowly back in. Then slowly pulled it back out,  \nas female 37 writhed, sobbed and screamed. And, again came a horrible  \nslurping sound.  \n  \n\"STROKE TWO\".  \n  \nThe guard went on to female 38, Gave her the same lesson, then went on to  \n39 and repeated the lesson. When the guard announced \"STROKE TWO\" with  \nfemale 39, the audience let up a thunderous cheer. It lasted 3 minutes.  \n  \nSirbel desperately tried to get the attention of the crowd. When he finally  \ndid, he announced, \"Remember, we are not done here\".  \n  \nFrom their intense pain, females 32 and 34 had forgotten that they have  \nalready been assessed punishment. After this statement, however they  \nsuddenly remembered. Both females eyes open wide and their pupils dilated  \nthen contracted. They thought to themselves, if two strokes were that  \npainful, what would ten be like, or twenty?  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Sirbel continued \"Here is a list of assessed punishments. Female 32 was  \ncaught saying a word. She will be given 10 strokes. Female 34 was caught  \ncovering her cloaca. She will be given 20 strokes\".  \n  \nFemale 32 saw the guard coming toward her, with the look of absolute fear  \non her face. She began to yank of the leather manacles and chains attached  \nto her wrists. But, nothing would budge. The guard walked around to her  \ncloaca. He began to put more gelatin into her cloaca.  \n  \nFemale 32 could not believe this was going to happen to her. Tears flowed  \nprofusely from her eyes. She felt the guard begin to work the dildo's tip  \naround in the gelatin. She then felt it's tip begin to push at her cloaca.  \nThe muscles of her cloaca gave way. When the tip penetrated, female 32  \nthrew her head back, and let out a scream, in agony. As the first rib began  \nto brutally force her cloaca wider open, she screamed out in agony again.  \nHer body writhed and spasmed, as the guard buried the immense hard rubber  \ninstrument into her cloaca. Her pain was so immense that should could not  \nhelp but scream. The guard slowly but surely buried it's entire length into  \nher. and then waited for her screams to lessen. He then began to pull. As  \nthe first rib brutally expanded her cloaca, she screamed out again. But,  \nnow her strength began to fail her. As the second and third rib passed her  \ncloaca, she could not find the strength to scream anymore. As the forth rib  \npassed, her breaths still came violently, but she could not scream anymore.  \nHer eyes were tightly closed and tears streamed from them. The manacles and  \nchains, attached to her wrists and ankles, were as taught as ever. And her  \nbody continued to writhe in an attempt to withstand the pain. The guard  \nfinally got all but one rib pulled out, and then held it there, and  \nannounced \"STROKE ONE\".  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He watched the females breathing. When she seemed to relax, he began to  \npush it back in. As the first rib spread her cloaca far apart, her  \nbreathing became hard and violent, again. Clearly she felt the pain as  \nintensely as ever, and she was helpless against it.  \n  \nThe guard slowly and agonizingly push the dildo all the way back in, and  \nthen held it there until female 32's breaths calmed down. He then began to  \npull it back out. Every rib would cause female 32's breaths to increase,  \nand her body to writhe as, she endured rib after agonizing rib. The guard  \nonce again, pulled all but one rib out of female 32. He then announced.  \n\"STROKE TWO\".  \n  \nThe guard slowly began to push the dildo back in. As every rib would pass,  \nfemale 32's body would writhe, spasm, and jerk at her chains. Her agony  \nwould continue.  \n  \nThe guard was very methodical, as he kept on pushing the dildo, very slowly  \nin and then, very slowly pulling it out. And, all the time female 32's body  \nwould writhe against the pain. Every once in a while, she would shake her  \nhead back and forth in a vein and pathetic attempt to cry out \"NO NO\"!  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"STROKE THREE\".  \n  \n\"STROKE FOUR\".  \n  \n\"STROKE FIVE\".  \n  \n\"STROKE SIX\".  \n  \n\"STROKE SEVEN\".  \n  \n\"STROKE EIGHT\".  \n  \n\"STROKE NINE\".  \n  \nThe guard then pull the dildo all the way out of female 32, and it made a  \nloud and sickening \"slurping\" sound. Female 32's body went limp over the  \nbench. With tears still streaming from her eyes, she was completely  \nexhausted.  \n  \nThe guard announced, \"STROKE TEN\".  \n  \nThe crowd let out a tremendous cheer.  \n  \nFemale 34 began to yank at the chains that bound her wrists. She had a look  \nof intense fear on her face. She knew that she was next and she would be  \nreceiving 20 strokes. The guard started to walk to her cloaca. When female  \n34 felt the guard begin to put gelatin into her cloaca, her head snapped  \nforward, looking straight ahead. Tears flowed profusely from her eye, and  \nshe had a look of terror on her face. Her pupils dilated, then contracted.  \nThe guard then began to work the dildo tip around in the gelatin, and  \nfemale 34 swallowed a lump in her throat. The guard then pushed hard, the  \ntip penetrated female 34's cloaca, and she screamed out in agony. The first  \nrib brutally expanded her cloaca, and her screams of agony, increased. The  \nguard slowly and agonizingly worked the dildo into female 34 as her screams  \nof agony continued. Tears flowed profusely from her eyes, and her body  \ninvoluntarily writhed at the pain. Once the guard had impale female 34 with  \nthe entire length of the dildo, he, once again, waited for female 34's  \nscreams to die down. He then began to pull. As rib after rib of the dildo  \nseparated her cloaca, she screamed out in agony. But her scream were  \nbeginning to turn into strong and violent panting as her strength began to  \nleave her. The guard, seemingly oblivious to the agony he was causing,  \ncontinued to pull. He finally got to the last rib and left it inside her.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He called out \"STROKE ONE\".  \n  \nHe once again began to push, slowly working the dildo back in. Female 34's  \nchains were as taught as ever. She could not escape the pain. Every once in  \na while she would manage a small whimper.  \n  \nThe guard continued the torture.  \n  \n\"STROKE TWO\".  \n  \n\"STROKE THREE\".  \n  \n\"STROKE FOUR\".  \n  \n\"STROKE FIVE\".  \n  \n\"STROKE SIX\".  \n  \n\"STROKE SEVEN\".  \n  \n\"STROKE EIGHT\".  \n  \n\"STROKE NINE\".  \n  \n\"STROKE TEN\".  \n  \n\"STROKE ELEVEN\".  \n  \nThe guard started stroke twelve. Each rib causing female 34's breathing to  \ncome violently. He got one rib, then two, then three, but just then female  \n34's arms and legs went limp. Her tongue hung from the side of her mouth.  \nShe had fainted from the pain. The guard saw this and immediately stopped  \ninserting the dildo.  \n  \nSirree thought that, now at least she may not have to endure the pain  \nanymore, either the guard would have mercy and stop the torture, or he  \nwould he would continue, but she would be unconscious to the torture.  \n  \nThe guard did not move the dildo, and signaled to the guard with Sirree.  \nThe guard with Sirree reached into his pocket and pulled out a small white  \nbag. Sirree, smelled the odor coming from the bag and immediately knew what  \nit was. Smelling salts. Sirree could not believe it. The guard was not even  \ngoing to let her pass out. He was going to force her to feel every  \nagonizing rib of every single stroke.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Sirree's guard waved the bag in front of female 34's snout. Female 34 shook  \nher head at the smell, once then twice. Once again her breathing became  \nviolent, at the pain from the immense tool expanding her cloaca. The  \nchains, binding her wrists and ankles, once again snapped taught, and her  \nbody, once again began to writhe at the pain.  \n  \nThe guard then continued to push the dildo into female 34. Another rib  \nopened wide her cloaca. Her short rest gave her just enough energy, to  \nscream, in which the rib, then, forced out of her.  \n  \nThe guard continued.  \n  \n\"STROKE TWELVE\".  \n  \n\"STROKE THIRTEEN\".  \n  \n\"STROKE FORTEEN\".  \n  \n\"STROKE FIFTEEN\".  \n  \n\"STROKE SIXTEEN\".  \n  \n\"STROKE SEVENTEEN\".  \n  \n\"STROKE EIGHTEEN\".  \n  \n\"STROKE NINETEEN\".  \n  \nAs the guard pulled the dildo all the way out for the final time, female  \n34's head arched back, her teeth clenched, and tears dripped from her  \ncheeks. As the tip of the dildo, exited her cloaca, it made a loud  \nsickening slurp. Female 34 then collapsed on the bench, completely and  \ntotally exhausted.  \n  \nThe guard announced \"STROKE TWENTY\".  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The crowd let up a thunderous roar, and continued as the guards began to  \nunfasten the tail manacles of each female. The cheers continued as each  \nguard unfastened the wrist manacles then the ankle manacles. Each female  \nwas kept on the bench as their arms were maneuvered around their backs and  \nbound again with manacles. The guards then began to put the muzzles and  \nbits back on the snouts of each female. As the crowds cheering continued,  \nunabated, the females were urged to their feet. Each female who got just  \ntwo strokes with the pain giver dildo were just barely able to stand. Their  \nknees were very infirm. Female 32 and female 34 could do nothing other than  \nlay belly down, on the bench, as they didn't have the strength to stand.  \nThe guards helped female 32 and female 34 to their feet and allowed them to  \nbrace themselves on their shoulders. The other females were lead back to  \nthe stalls and tied up. The guards with the two exhausted females walked  \nthem back to their stalls and gently laid them down in the hay then tied  \ntheir muzzle lanyards to the wall handles. Even though it was only 3:00pm  \nfemale 32 and 34 fell to sleep in very short order.  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Arena Time","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/6080-epiphany.json"}}