Epiphany

Story by Osix on SoFurry

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#2 of Arena Time


I originally wrote these stories as one large story with a smaller follow

up story. Ive been wanting to post them on yiffstar but the first one was

just way too big to fit. It took me a while reading the first one and

rereading it to decide that it could be split up but the first place it

is split isnt all that good. I wrote these when I was far younger so

please forgive the spelling and grammer.

These stories should not be read by anyone under 18. There is bondage,

torture, rape, humiliation, pregnancy, and painful egg laying.


Arena Time #2 Epiphany.

Sirbel, then stepped back into the stall area. He went around to the

different stalls and whispered, "Dinner time", skipping female 32 and

female 34's stalls.

Sirree was amazed at the thoughtfulness of Sirbel. This dracian male, who

earlier, was prompting guards to torture these two females out of their

wits, was now making a very conscious effort to let them get much needed

sleep. Sirree looked over to female 34. Her cloaca was extremely red and

sore, but there was not the tiniest drop of blood.

Sirbel saw Sirree looking at the females cloaca and whispered, "I know what

your thinking. Your wondering why there isn't more damage. We've been

developing that special gelatin over the last 100 years. It has healing

properties, and is a fine lubricant".

The guards brought in 8 plates of meatloaf, and this time, instead of

collard greens, there was some mixed vegetables. Sirbel admonished the

guards with a "Shhh.... Let these two sleep".

The guards then removed the muzzles, bits and wrist manacles. Each female

got down on all fours, remembering rule six, they ate using their snouts

only. When the last female had finished eating, the guards put the wrist

manacles back on, re-muzzled each female, then tied the lanyards to the

walls.

Sirree, could not believe how sore her cloaca was. She couldn't even

imagine what female 34's cloaca felt like right now.

The next morning, Sirree woke to the smell of dracian feces. Several of the

others females had to go again, during the night.

A couple of guards came in and began to clean up the droppings.

Sirbel entered and said in a soft but firm voice "Time for breakfast".

The guards brought in plates of meatloaf, with varied vegetables.

Sirbel continued "We try add make your meals as nutritionally balanced as

we can for what your going to need. You really should try and eat as many

of the vegetables as you can".

The guards once again freed the females, who were now getting used to

eating like animals.

Once each female would finish her meal, a guard would then, remanacle,

remuzzle, and tie each female back to the wall.

Sirree noticed that the soreness of her cloaca was almost gone, and the

extremely red and sore cloaca of her neighbor was now just slightly pink.

Sirree thought to herself, "Wow that gelatin is powerful.

Sirbel started to speak. "OK, I realize yesterday was very traumatic for

you all. It is for the best. Everyone of you here will stand a very good

chance of bearing two clutches of eggs. You would have no hope, what so

ever, on your own. One thing they don't tell you in the history books is

that the great Sueril even needed help. As a matter of fact she needed a

great deal of help".

A small hint of concern then crossed Sirbels face as he continued. "OK, I

am now allowed,... and wish,... to tell you what a real arena session is

like. Today will be your first real session. Today you're going to be mated

by real males, and not just dildo's. First I want to give you all the good

news. The males are picked by lottery. Before they even can enter the

lottery, they have to pass some fairly strict tests, to make sure they will

not pass on any diseases to you. They will all be very healthy. While the

males are with you, they are bound by some extremely strict laws. They are

not allowed to hit you in any way. They are not allowed scratch or bite you

in any way. They may not apply any undue force against any of your limbs.

They are not allowed to use any foreign objects, with one exception. They

may use the standard size dildos that we provide them. Even the smallest

violation, is punishable by 25 years in jail, a 50,000 gold piece fine,

with the possibility of parole in 10 years. Needless to say these males are

very conscious of your health".

Every single female seemed, to gain some small amount of comfort at

Sirbel's words.

Sirbel continued, "Now for the bad news. I've been in charge of enough egg

bearers to know that yesterday, you females, probably thought that the 100

strokes, from the regular dildo, took about a half an hour. I timed it.

From the time the guards started to the time the last guard had given the

last stroke lasted just under... six minutes. Real arena sessions have the

following schedule. They start out with a marking ritual, followed by

colonics. This takes about 15 minutes. After that you will be mated by ten

males. Each male is allowed to spend 15 minutes each, with you. Some males

who are really potent at the time may manage to copulate with you, twice.

Most males tend to finish their time using the standard dildo. Make no

mistake. Yesterday, you were stroked by the standard dildo for just 6

minutes. Today, you will be with ten males, each with 15 minutes. Ten males

times 15 minutes each plus 15 minutes for marking and colonics, plus 15

minutes allocated for any punishments is a total of 180 minutes or 3 hours.

That's right. You heard me correctly. A standard session lasts 3 hours. For

the better part of three hours your cloaca will be penetrated by either

dracian male penises, or standard size dildos. But that's not the end of

the bad news. Some males may need some extra stimulation before their

penises are erect enough to penetrate your cloaca. Most males need a stool

to get to the correct height to mount you. If at any time a male should

move the stool around to the front of your benches, they want you to

stimulate them orally. They are not forbidden to do this. You are required

to stimulate their penis with your mouth. If you refuse to do so, you will

be punished with 20 strokes from the pain giver dildo. Also, we consider

biting at this time the most serious offense by our females. If you bite a

males penis you will receive 50 strokes from the pain giver dildo. Believe

me, if you receive 50 strokes, you will be lucky if you only faint twice.

I've even got more bad news. Most males are just there because they one the

lottery. They couldn't care less about you. Other males have a loving, very

gentle stile about them, and may even try to nuzzle and kiss you before

mounting you. It's up to you if you want to let them do so. But, there is

one more kind of male. The kind who are cruel and sadistic. Our laws

prevent them from actually harming you in any way, but, most of these males

take great delight in trying to get you to speak, just so they can get a

perverse pleasure in watching you get 10 strokes from the pain giver dildo,

for every word you say. I wanted to warn you about this. Remember there are

no exceptions. If they get you to say even one word you will receive 10

strokes for that word. And now for the last bit of bad news. There will be

three males that will be here all week. There are always three males who

have won a special weekly lottery and have won what is called marking

rights for the week. I'm not aloud to tell you what that means".

As Serbil spoke, the females began to register a look of fear and impending

doom on their faces.

Sirbel continued. "It's about time for you to be on display. The public

will soon be coming by the windows".

A few minutes passed and a crowd began to steadily walked by the windows,

looking in at the bound females, forced to be animals.

An hour passed. Sirree did not have to defecate last night but now she

needed to, badly, and the crowd was very thick, outside her window. She

gritted her teeth but she just could not hold it in. She let it go into the

hay and the crowd let out a small cheer. Sirree became teary eyed at the

embarrassment. The guards never cleaned the stalls until just before meal

times so the droppings would remain in Sirree's stall for the next 4 hours.

During that time, several other females had to defecate, and each time they

did, a small amount of hand clapping and cheering would arise from the

crowd.

Four hours later, the guards returned, and began to clean up the females

droppings.

Sirbel entered and announced, "Lunch Time".

Lunch followed the same procedure of the guards bringing in food, then

untieing the females to allow them to eat. As always they ate, while on all

fours, using their mouths only. And, as usual, once they were finished, the

guards, once again, re-muzzled and manacled the females.

For the most part, each females crying had died down to nothing more than a

look of extreme sadness and hopelessness.

An hour passed and female 30, once again felt the need to defecate and drop

her feces in the hay.

Sirree thought that the two hours passed as if they were an eternity. Her

imagination was going a mile a minute. How could she endure being mated

over and over again and again for 3 hours.

Finally the guards returned. First they cleaned up the droppings, then

began to untie the lanyards, and again started to lead each female, by the

nose, back to the arena doors. Sirbel entered, and once again a cheer

erupted from the arena. The females heard Sirbel begin to speak.

"This afternoon, we have a special treat for you, ten females who will be

going through there very first, real, session".

The applause and cheering exploded, and went on for 3 minutes.

At last Sirbel got some semblance of control of the crowd and started to

announce each female. When he called female 35 Sirree's guard began to lead

her into the arena. Sirree immediately noticed something different. The

heavy metal latches that held the bench feet securely to the stage were all

undone, and the benches were set off to one side of the stage. The females

that were already in the arena were positioned, facing the audience, with

there backs to the grating. Each guard took great pains to make sure each

females tail was lying forward, on the stage, between their legs. Once each

female had been led into the arena and placed in this position, Sirbel gave

a signal with his finger.

The guards whispered into the females ears, "Sit down".

Each female complied, and when they were all sitting, facing the audience.

Each guard then began to take off the wrist manacles. They did not take the

muzzles off. The guards then slowly help each female to lie down on their

backs on the grating. They then bound their wrists and ankles with manacles

attached to the chain latches, that straddled the grating. Each female was

now stretched out over the gratings, with their tails pointing at the

audience, and their snouts and cloacas, pointing up to the afternoon sky.

Once all ten females were bound. Sirbel spoke. "As usual, we will start the

session with the marking ceremony. Bring in our three weekly, lottery

winners".

A door at the end of the stage opened up and three male dracians stepped

in. One was dressed in a nice suit, another was dressed in casual clothes,

and the last was had on farmers overalls.

Sirbel continued. "They will now choose which female they wish to mate

with".

Each male began to take their clothes off, until they were completely

naked. The dracian that was dressed in a suit, walked over to female 39. He

faced the audience and straddled female 39's tail with his feet. He

shuffled his feet around until they were perfectly aligned with the yellow

lines on the grating. In this position female 39 had a very clear view of

the males rectum and penis which ran together, closely in a cloacal

structure. The male began to squat down. Female 39 finally realized what

was about to happen and started to jerk at the chains holding her down, in

vein. Female 39 saw the males muscles push down. She then saw fecal matter

begin to expand the males rectum. His feces began to exit his body in a

long thick rope. When it finally fell, it hit female 39, directly on her

cloaca. She threw her head back in disgust, and tears flowed from her eyes.

Some of the feces flowed down the side of her tail. Some of it remained on

her cloaca. As she writhed in disgust, she could feel some of the malleable

substance being worked between the sides of her cloaca.

The crowd cheered and Sirbel announced, "The first choice has been made".

The male walked off the stage, taking his clothes with him.

The male that had the casual clothes on, walked down the line of females

then walked back, trying to decide which one he wished to mark. He stopped

at Sirree. He then placed his feet on the yellow lines, astride Sirree's

tail. Sirree was able to see every part of the males penis, rectum

structure. Sirree began to yank on the chains and manacles, binding her

wrists. She did not want this to happen to her. She did not want to be

marked. The male raised his tail high and squatted down over Sirree. Sirree

saw the muscles of the male above her push. She then saw his rectum begin

to be forced open by a ball of fecal matter. The ball slowly emerged into a

thick rope. As it emerged from the male, Sirree continued to yank at the

chains. The thick rope finally broke free from the males rectum, and hit

Sirree directly on her cloaca. Sirree threw her head back in utter disgust,

and tears flowed profusely from her eyes. The male let another rope go,

which also hit Sirree, squarely on the cloaca. Sirree was sobbing out loud.

The fecal mater slowly flowed over the sides of Sirree's tail, and fell

into the grating. The smell of it combined with the feel of it between the

sides of her cloaca, increased her sobs of utter disgust. The male then

walked off the stage.

Again, a cheer arose from the crowd. Sirbel spoke. "Our second male has

made his choice".

The male that was wearing the farmers clothes, then walked out on the

stage. He walked all the way down. As he passed Sirree, Sirree noticed that

this individual smelled just as bad as what the previous male had done to

her. Obviously he worked with farm animals a great deal. He then began to

walk back. To Sirree's horror, he stopped and began to position himself,

astride her tail. Sirbel said nothing. Sirree then realized that this was

not against the rules. She began to, half heartedly, yank at her chains

again, as tears continued to stream down her face. Sirree noticed that this

males penis was slightly larger than the others. She saw the male begin to

push. Slowly his rectum expanded to accommodate a ball of fecal matter. It

oozed from the males body into a thick rope. It hung and wiggled from the

base of the males tail. The male then closed his rectum and the thick rope

fell directly on to Sirree's cloaca. This reignited Sirree's sobs of

disgust, as she felt he thick substance slowly flowing over the sides of

her tail.

Sirbel announced, "The third choice has been made".

And, an uproarious cheer erupted from the crowd.

Sirbel continued, "Now that the marking ceremony has been completed we will

now prepare the females for mating".

The guards began to unfasten the wrist and ankle manacles from each female

and helped them to their feet. They then, refastened the, behind the back,

wrist manacles. Then they tied the muzzle lanyards to one of the chain

latches around the gratings. Each guard then fetched a bench from the side

of the stage. They positioned the benches on the heavy metal latches, and

fastened the latches. Each guard, then untied a female, slowly, but firmly

bent them over each bench, then helped them scuttle onto the bench, belly

down. They then attached the wrist and ankle manacles. They then attached

the tail manacles, so that once again, their cloacas were on display for

the entire audience to see.

Sirbel continued. "They will now be given a colonic, in preparation for

mating".

The guards, once again brought out the pumping apparatuses. They inserted

the long tubes into the females cloaca, and up into their colons. They then

began to pump large amounts of water into their colons, then they took the

tubes out. Each female knew, now, that there was little point in holding it

in, and let torrents of water, mixed with fecal matter go.

Sirbel, continued. "Now it's time to start general mating".

The guards started to bring out well built stools, that had very wide feet,

so as not to go through the grating. All the doors at the foot of the stage

opened up and naked males started filing in.

Sirree looked back and saw ten males form a queue behind her. Sirree

noticed that the males all had a tag attached to their head horns. Each tag

read a size in inches. She then realized that this referred to the

thickness of the males penis. The first males tag read 1" the last male was

the same farmer who had marked her earlier, and his tag read 1 1/2". The

male that was casually dressed, and marked her earlier, was about half way

through the line. The males were put in the order of their penis size,

starting with the smallest. Sirree, now realized that as the 3 hours wore

on, she would be mated by males with larger and larger penises.

The first males stepped up on stage. Sirree saw some males that were with

other females move the stools around to the front of the benches. She

looked back at her male. He had immediately climbed up onto the stool in

back of her. The stool brought his penis, perfectly even with her cloaca.

It was already very stiff. He began to push its tip to Sirrees cloaca. His

penis was small for a dracian and penetrated Sirrees cloaca fairly easily.

Despite this, when Sirree felt her cloaca being penetrated by the real

thing, this time, she let out a gasp. And, tears began to flow from her

eyes. The male began to hump her with a steady rhythm. Sirree felt so

completely helpless. But the small male was no where near big enough to

cause her any pain. She looked around as the male humped her over and over.

The males that had moved the stools around to the front of the benches had

laid their penises in their females mouths. Each of these females,

remembering Sirbels warnings, had started to gently suckle at the males

members, as the males slowly humped in and out of their mouths. And, their

erections steadily grew. When each male was satisfied with his erection, he

would move the stool to the back of the bench, as fast as he could and

began to mate with his respective female.

Sirree felt the male, humping her, begin to slow his pace. His breathing

became erratic and his body began to shiver. The male slowed even further.

His eyes began to cross. Sirree felt the males penis stop humping and

convulse. She felt its flesh expand to make room. Then she felt a thick

liquid erupt from its tip and flow into her. She began to cry. The male

stood there for a few seconds as his body had completely seized. He then,

pulled out of her, collapsed over Sirree's back, and rested their for a few

seconds, more.

When the male finally got up, he reached for the dildo. When Sirree saw

this, her tears of sorrow increased. Sirree felt the male begin to work the

dildo against her cloaca. It slowly but surely began to force her cloaca

open. The male settled into an even rhythm. Sirree began to feel the

horrible empty pushing feeling, return to her cloaca. As the male gave her

stroke after stroke from the dlido, Sirree's breath became labored. Her

body began to involuntarily writhe in an effort to accommodate the

incessant stimulation. Sirree felt the muscles around her cloaca spasm. Her

eyes crossed, she grit her teeth, then her body involuntarily pushed hard

against the dildo, for a few seconds. She then went limp over the bench.

She was exhausted, but the male just kept up the rhythm, impaling Sirree

over and over, with out missing a beat. Sirree could do nothing but lie

there and endure the incessant stimulation of her cloaca. Passage of time

seemed endless. The male just kept on stroking and stroking her. Sirree

then felt here cloacal muscles begin to spasm again her body started to

writhe once again, and then it, once again gave an intense push against the

dildo, that lasted several seconds. She then collapsed once again, on the

bench. The male continued to impale Sirree, over and over.

Then Sirbel spoke, "The first males turn is up".

Sirree felt her tormentor pull the dildo all the way out of her. It made a

sucking sound when he did. Then he walked off the stage.

Sirree now understood what Sirbel was talking about, that morning. The

stimulation of her cloaca, seemed to take an eternity. But only one male of

ten, had finished his work. Only 15 minutes had passed. And, there were

nine males left. And each males penis would only increase in size. Sirree

mustered what strength she could to look around back of her. The next male,

in line was approaching her cloaca. To Sirree's horror, he picked up the

bench and began to move it around to the front of the bench. He stepped up

on the bench, then gently urged her to open her mouth with his finger.

Sirree, complied because she knew if she didn't, she would receive even

more torture, with the pain giver dildo. Sirree cried as the male let his

penis rest in her mouth. As she was instructed, she began to suckle gently

at the soft flesh. The smell was almost as bad as the feces that had been

left in the stalls, all night. Sirree wept in absolute disgust. She felt

the soft flesh begin to firm up. It grew noticeably bigger than the males

penis who had already mated with her. The male began to hump into her

mouth. Sirree began to feel the organ, on the top of her tongue, spasm. The

male then stopped humping. He slowly withdrew his penis from her mouth. He

then, quickly got off the stool, picked it up, and ran around to the back

of the bench, and hopped up on the stool. He then began to push his, now

stiff, member at Sirree's cloaca. Sirree, felt the dracian member enter

her. She stiffened as this penis was just about as big as the standard

dildo. The male began to slowly pump his rigged flesh in and out of Sirree.

Sirree felt the need to push begin to return to her cloaca. Her breath

slowly increased in volume. Every hump of this male, steadily increased

Sirree's cloacal stimulation. Her breath started to become quick and

shallow. Her body began to writhe, and she began to moan. Each moan seemed

to cheer this male on further as quickened his pace. Sirree felt her

cloacal muscles spasm. Sirree's eyes began to cross, and her teeth were

clenched, tightly. Her cloacal muscles pushed then gripped hard at the

males penis. Seconds later, she fell limp over the bench. The male

continued, but not for long. His paced slowed, and then his body began to

shiver, violently. As he crossed his eyes, his snout began to point up, as

he tried to swallow a lump in his throat. Sirree felt the stiff male flesh,

within her, begin to spasm, then expand in small surges. She then felt

large amounts of thick liquid erupt from the males penis and flow into her.

She did her best to swallow a lump in her throat. The male withdrew his

penis and collapsed over Sirree's back. Sirree could not believe how

completely exhausted she felt, at this point. To her horror, the male got

up and reached for the standard dildo. Her cloaca was to be forced open,

once again. Sirree did not have any energy to resist. The male slowly but

surely impaled Sirree with the dildo. Sirree could not even lift her head

off the bench anymore. The male rhythmically stroked Sirrees cloaca, over

and over, with the dildo. Sirree could only lie there in tears, as the

dildo expanded her cloacal muscles over and over in a seemingly, never

ending torment. She hadn't any energy left to lift her head as the first

cloacal muscle spasm hit her. She just laid their, as her eyes closed

tightly, and she gritted her teeth. She just could not believe how long the

stimulation of her cloaca was lasting, even now. She laid there and

resigned herself to the feelings, and the orgasms.

Finally Sirbel spoke again. "The second males turn is up".

Sirree felt the male pull the dildo completely out of her cloaca. At this

point Sirree just laid there and tried to swallow a lump in her throat.

She didn't have the energy at this point to look behind her. She heard the

next male begin to approach her cloaca and climb up on the stool. This male

already had an erection. Sirree felt him begin to push it at her cloaca.

When it penetrated, Sirree took a gasp of air. This males penis, felt even

larger than the last.

Sirree's torment would continue over the next Hour and 30 minutes as male

after male with larger and larger penises, filled her with their seed. Each

time the male would fill out his time with the dlido.

The fourth male stepped up, mounted Sirree, then copulated with her.

The fifth male stepped up, mounted Sirree, then copulated with her.

The sixth male stepped up, mounted Sirree, then copulated with her.

Sirree had very little strength to yank on the chains or even lift her head

off the bench. Her cloaca was steadily be forced open wider and wider. Her

tears flowed unceasingly. At this point, copious amounts of semen was

oozing out of her cloaca and down in between her belly and the bench

The seventh male stepped up, mounted Sirree, then copulated with her.

The eighth male stepped up, mounted Sirree, then copulated with her.

The ninth male stepped up, mounted Sirree, then copulated with her.

Sirbel then announced, "The ninth males turn is now over".

Sirree heard her next mate walk up behind her. But this male picked up the

stool and began to walk around to the front of the bench. Sirree could not

believe it. She barely lasted this long and the last male wanted her to

suckle on his penis? He placed the stool down and stood on top of it.

Sirree noticed that this was the farmer who had marked her earlier, and he

smelled just as bad. Despite this she willingly opened her mouth and let

the male put his penis into it. She knew what would happen if she didn't

and in her present state, she did not want to b punished. She began to

suckle at the fowl smelling penis. The penis began to stiffen. As it did,

Sirree began to realize something. Her eyes opened wide in horror. Up to

this point the males penises were just about average to just a little bit

over average in size. However, Sirree had noticed that this males penis was

not only bigger, it was quite a bit bigger. It still paled in comparison to

the size of the pain giver dildo. But Sirree was still afraid of what this

might feel like. The farmer began to hump Sirree's mouth. His penis seemed

to become hard as a rock. And it was beginning to stroke the back of

Sirree's throat. Just then the farmer stopped humping. He slowly extracted

his penis from Sirree's mouth. He then picked up the stool and walked

calmly around to Sirree's cloaca. Sirree found a little strength from

somewhere and began to yank on her wrist chains again, and shook her head

back and fourth in a vein attempt, in her forced muted condition, to cry

out, "NO! NO"! Tears rushed from her eyes.

She felt the male begin to work his penis at her cloaca. With tears still

streaming down her face, she tried to swallow a lump in her throat.

Sirree gasped as she felt the large member impale her cloaca. She still did

not have the energy to even lift her head off the bench. But her breaths

came fast and labored as she felt the large, hard penis being slowly being

forced into her. The farmer pushed all the way in, then slowly, pulled all

the way out. He began to slowly and rhythmically pump his large penis in

and out of her. Sirree felt her cloacal muscles spasm much more quickly and

intensely than before. Her body involuntarily and intensely bore down and

gripped his penis. What ever last bits of energy Sirree may have had left

was poring away in torrents. Her arms went limp and her tongue began to

hang out of her mouth as large penis slipped by her cloacal walls, pulling

them along with it, over and over again. Sirree, felt the farmers body jerk

hard. She then felt his large penis spasm and throb as wave after wave of

semen flowed through it. Sirree felt the thick liquid begin to fill her up.

But, the farmer was very potent. The semen just kept coming. Sirree felt it

begin to leek out from around the farmers penis, even though her cloaca

gripped it so tightly. The trickle increased to spurts of semen from

between the penis and her cloacal wall. The farmer pulled his penis out of

Sirree, and her cloaca let go a stream of pressurized semen. Sirree shut

her eyes and began to cry.

She could not believe how, exhausted as she was, she could still feel such

intense pain. One thing she kept on telling herself was that none of the

male, and even this last one, came even close to the pain giver dildo. And

she was not assigned any punishments.

Her eyes popped open again when she felt herself being impaled by the

standard dildo. The farmer was not done. He began to stroke Sirree in a

slow methodical rhythm. Sirree felt her cloacal muscles slowly begin to

arouse again. And, tears once again flowed from her eyes.

But the farmer didn't stroke her for very long. He pulled the dildo out of

Sirree and set it on the stage. In Sirree's weakened state she thought the

farmers must have ended. She had no idea how much time had passed. While

stroking Sirree with the dildo the farmers erection had returned and he,

once again, climbed up on the stool.

Sirree was trying to catch her breath. Her limbs just dangled among the

chains. Sirree let out a gasp when she felt it. The farmer, once again

pushed the tip of his penis against Sirree's cloaca. Sirree felt the penis

push her cloaca wide open, and with what little strength that she had

regained, she let out a pathetic little moan. Tears once again streamed

from her face. The farmer was spreading her cloaca wide, and there was

nothing Sirree could do about it. Every last bit of strength had left her

body, and she was bound and tied down like a common animal and she was

being used, over and over again and again. The farmer hump Sirree for a

long time. His second orgasm would not come for almost twice the time, that

his first one took. Sirree felt every stroke. She felt every long slow

penetration, and every long slow withdrawal. And, she could do nothing but

lie there and endure it. Finally, Sirree felt her tormentors body shudder.

He bucked his penis, hard into Sirree. Sirree felt the member inside her

throb and bulge. And, then she felt more semen begin to flow into her body.

The farmer stood there, very rigged, for a few seconds. He then withdrew

the rapidly deflating member from Sirree's cloaca. He then collapsed over

her back and rested. Sirree once again caught a whiff of the farmer who

smelled of animal droppings, and was now lying prone over her back. A few

seconds passed, and the farmer recovered and stood up. He once again picked

up the standard dildo and began to stroke Sirree. After what she had been

through, she hardly noticed the dildo now stimulating her cloaca. But, her

body would surprise her one more time. Once again her cloacal muscles

spasmed and began to push then grip the dildo. The male did not miss a

beat. He just kept on stroking and stroking Sirree.

Finally Sirbel spoke once again. "The tenth and final males have now

completed their turn".

A tremendous cheer erupted from the crowd and continued for several

minutes, until Sirbel was able to quiet them down.

He said, "I'm afraid I have some bad news. There are no punishments

currently assigned".

The crowd let out a collective sigh of disappointment and began to file

toward the exit doors.

Each female was completely exhausted. The guards began to undo their wrist

and ankle manacles, and refasten their wrists in back of them. The guards

slowly helped each female back off the benches. Most of the females, at

this point, could not stand on their own, including Sirree. When a females

legs would give way, the guard would let her lie back down, belly first, on

the bench, to regain her strength. It took about ten minutes but each

female slowly began to regain some strength, and they were finally able to

stand on their own. Then they were lead, by the nose, back to their stalls.

Even though bright daylight still shown in through the windows, each female

fell fast asleep, the moment their heads hit the hay.

Sirbel entered the room. He was about to announce dinner time, but he began

to look around in the stalls. Not one female was awake, and he decided to

let them sleep.

Morning came.

The day went, pretty much to schedule. The guards cleaned up droppings,

left during the night. They brought out breakfast plates, set them in the

stalls, untied the females, the females got down on all fours and ate like

animals. They washed the females. Crowds started filing past the windows.

The females were still very embarrassed by their nakedness, and still had

looks of remorse on there faces, but they were beginning to get used to the

treatment.

A few females needed to defecate, could not hold out, and let it go into

the hay. As, each female did, a small amount of whistling and cheering came

from the on looking crowd.

Lunch was served, the females, got down on all fours, and they ate like

animals.

Two hours later, the guards, once again lead them, by their noses, to the

arena.

Once again each female was manacled, stretched over the grating, lying face

up.

Sirbel, once again announced that the marking ceremony would begin.

The three same males, from yesterday walked up on the stage and began to

undress.

To Sirree's horror, the first male immediately positioned himself over her

tail. Sirree didn't bother to yank on the chains. She now knew the futility

of it. As the first males feces hit her cloaca, she threw her head back and

wept in absolute disgust. The male walked off the stage. The second male

walked up on the stage. Sirree, could not believe it. He headed straight

for her as well. The expression on her face was etched by complete sorrow.

She shook her head back and fourth in a vein attempt to cry out "NO". But,

this male would not be detoured. He positioned himself over Sirree and let

out his droppings on her. Now, once again, it was the farmers turn to

choose a mate. To Sirree's horror, he also chose her. Sirree remembered the

intense feeling of the farmers large penis inside her, and she began to

cry, profusely. The farmer straddled Sirree's tail, bore down, and

deposited fecal matter onto Sirree's cloaca.

Once again, the guards replaced the benches, and helped the females on to

them. Once again they bound the females down to the benches with manacles,

brought out the water pumping devices, and began to clean out the females

colons.

Once again, males began to form queues of ten behind each female, placed in

order of their penis size. The first males stepped up and began to rut

their assigned mate. Every time a male would finish he would use the dildo

on his mate until his 15 minutes were done. Every one of the ten females

was completely exhausted by the time her third mate had finished with her.

Every female could do nothing but lie there and endure the excruciatingly

long torture, that just did nothing but increase in intensity as larger and

larger penises penetrated their cloacas over and over.

By the time it was over, each female just hung limp over each bench.

Since the farmer had chosen Sirree once more, she was the most exhausted of

all. His large penis, had sapped any last bit of strength that she might of

had.

As the week went on, the farmer would always choose Sirree.

Finally, after the seventh day, the farmer had used up his weekly prize and

would not be back. Sirree's cloaca would only have to endure, regular to

slightly large size penises.

Week after week passed by. The females were slowly getting used to the

routine. They were beginning to get used to being treated like nothing more

than an animal. And, they were beginning to get used to being mated and

stroked with a dildo, everyday for 3 hours each. Even so, intense sadness

still permeated each of their souls.

Weeks began to become months.

* * *

Three months had gone by with relatively no incident.

The ninth males had just finished mating. The tenth males walked up on the

stage. Sirree heard the male with female 33 begin to talk. He said. "Hey

Bitch, My name is Sil and I'm going to Fuck you like you've never been

Fucked before"!

Sirree saw that his penis was not quite as large as the farmers but still

very large.

Sil thrust it home into female 33's cloaca. Female 33 gasped, then began to

cry.

Sil saw her tears and said, with an evil leer, "Like it! Yesssss"?

The female shook her head back and fourth.

As Sil continued to pump his member in and out of female 33, he giggled

with an evil hiss. Female 33 could do nothing but lie there and take it.

Sil's penis surged forth hard. He gave out a loud grunt, and his body began

to shiver. Female 33 felt Sil spill his seed into her. After a few seconds

Sil recovered and reached for the dildo, and began to stroke female 33's

cloaca. She could do nothing but lie there and cry. Female 33 felt Sil

impale her over and over. All of a sudden Sil stopped, and left the dildo

inside female 33 for several seconds. Her body writhed at the feeling of

the foreign object within it. Sil finally pulled it out. Female 33, teary

eyed, looked back at Sil. He had a very self satisfied look on his face.

Female 33 thought "So far that wasn't so bad. What was he talking about"?

To her amazement Sil turned and began to walk away. She thought, "That was

not 15 minutes".

Sil stopped and said. "Oh and a ... by the way, bitch ..."

His back was still facing female 33. She was looking on.

All of a sudden Sil wheeled around, held the dildo up high that he was

still holding on to, and quickly, and nonchalantly said, "Want some more o'

this"?

Seeing this, female 33, forgot herself and answered "NO". Immediately

realizing what she had done, her head snapped forward and her eyes opened

wide in terror.

Sil jump up and down in joyful exuberance, saying "I GOT HER! I GOT HER!

MWA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA"!

Sirbel said, "Female 33 is now assigned 10 strokes with the pain giver

dildo".

Sil walked back up to female 33, now intent on finishing his 15 minutes.

He, once again, impaled her with the dildo, and began to stroke it in and

out of her cloaca.

Female 33, only felt the dildo stroking the walls of her cloaca as an after

thought. She wept, bitterly, because she knew what was coming later.

After about a minute, Sil pulled the dildo out and said. "Time for me to

mount you again, bitch".

He, once again stepped up on the stool, and thrust his penis home.

Between weeping, generated by fear, she managed a gasp as she felt his

large penis impale her.

Sil slowly and methodically, humped female 33, again and again. A minute

passed. Five minutes passed. Sil then developed a wild look in his eyes.

His body shivered, then stiffened. Then he, once again, spilled his seed

into female 33. There were only a few minutes left in his turn, and he

immersed the dildo into her cloaca, and stroked it, in and out for the

remaining minutes.

Female 33 was still crying in fear, as Sirbel announced, "The last males

have finished their turn".

Sil stepped down off the stage, looking a little dejected that his turn was

over.

Sirbel announced, "It is now time for penalties to be given".

The crowd let out a cheer.

Sirbel continued, "Female 33 is assigned 10 strokes".

A guard, stepped out from behind the curtain carrying the pain giver dildo.

Female 33 saw it was just as big and brutal looking, as she remembered it,

and began to futilely, yank on her chains.

The guard, walked around to her tail.

Female 33, gasped, with a look of terror on her face, when she felt the

guard apply the lubricating gelatin to her cloaca. She shook her head back

and fourth in a vein attempt to cry out "NO NO".

She felt the guard begin to work the tip at her cloaca. The guard then

pushed hard, and she screamed out in agony, as the tip penetrated her

cloaca. The first rib, slowly, and brutally, expanded her cloaca. Her cries

of agony increased in volume, and tears flowed in torrents from her eyes.

She was doomed to this agony, from simply speaking just one word. The guard

slowly worked each rib into female 33, held it all the way in until her

cries of agony slipped into sobs. Then he began to pull. As each rib passed

female 33's cloaca, she cried out in agony again. But each cry ebbed away

in intensity as she slowly lost her strength. Her body writhed against the

intense pain.

The guard announced, "STROKE ONE".

Eventually, female 33 lost all strength, she could do nothing but lie there

and endure every rib of every stroke. All nine other females watched on,

and could not help but feel for her in her agony.

"STROKE TWO".

"STROKE THREE".

"STROKE FOUR".

"STROKE FIVE".

"STROKE SIX".

"STROKE SEVEN".

"STROKE EIGHT".

"STROKE NINE".

"STROKE TEN".

When the guard finally withdrew the dildo all the way, it made a sickening

slurp.

The small amount of tenseness that was in female 33's muscles just dropped

away. Each of the other nine females, collectively let their tensions

release, as they saw the punishment completed.

The guards untied the females, got them to their feet, then re-tied, and

re-muzzle them. Female 33 had to be carried. The guards lead them back to

their stalls. They ate dinner, then went to sleep.

That night Sirree began to dream.

She saw herself in nothing but blackness, the blackness went on for what

Sirree thought was hours, but then light began flood all around. It started

with a dim greyness, but slowly and steadily grew. It got brighter and

brighter, until Sirree thought she could not stand it any more. The

brightness began to congeal into one spot, and began to take form. An

immense figure began to appear before her. As the brightness solidified

into a form, Sirree could see it had a incredibly beautiful white skin,

composed of impossibly perfectly fitting white scales. Two gossamer leather

wings, seemed to stretch out to eternity. The head was dracian in

appearance, but the horns on its head curled like a rams horns, and

appeared to be made of the finest solid gold. Although it's face was very

reptilian, it was impossibly kind and caring in it's demeanor. It sat on a

massive throne of solid gold. It's tail draped out a hole in the back and

wrapped around. At the tip was a spade of solid gold.

Sirree, thought the sight could not be more angelic.

She said, "Am I dead"?

The apparition spoke in the loudest, deepest, most caring voice, Sirree had

ever heard. "No my child, you are not".

Sirree said, "Are you god"?

The giant form said, "I am your father, as I am father to all dracians".

The giant form gently put its fore claw down in front of Sirree, inviting

her to step on. Sirree took the hint and did so. Sirree was lifted up to

the impossibly massive chest, as the gossamer wings wrapped around her into

a cradle.

Sirree spoke, "But why have you forsaken us"? Then she averted her gaze

expecting retribution.

But to her surprise, the form used it's other claw, in a gentle caress to

her chin, bidding her to look up.

The father spoke, "By this you mean why females must go through such

sorrow"?

Sirree nodded her head.

The father continued "I care for my children. I did not wish to curse you

so. I cared not for the laws dracians made in my name. Many times dracian

laws, made in my name, did more harm than good. The one thing I demand from

my children is love. Love for one another. Love for me, and remembrance of

my love for you. Two hundred years ago, dracians had forgotten how to love.

They abandoned their love for one another, and they did not love me. They

needed to be taught the value of love. I cursed your race, to never more,

be able to bear young from love, so you would look back and see what you

have lost".

Even though the voice of the being, holding Sirree, was impossibly caring

and loving in it's tone, the truthfulness of the words cut through Sirree's

very soul like a knife. And, she began to sob.

The father continued, "Don't be sad. I am their, feeling every agony that

you go through. One day, in the far future, your race may find the way

back. But, Sirree, I'm sorry to say, it will not happen in your lifetime.

Now you must go back. Help your race to live".

But then the dream began to become nightmarish.

She now saw herself in a gigantic cave. Before her were nine females,

hanging in mid air, facing away from her. Their wrists were fastened to the

cave ceiling with chains and their ankles were fastened to the floor. All

the chains were quite taught.

Behind each female were lines of very large, demonic looking, male

dracians. The lines seemed to go down into the blackness of the caves

forever. Their penises were immense. The penises also had the ability to

bend and curl and writhe like a snake, and were very long. These males

would step up behind the hanging females. Their bodies were large and their

chests met the hanging females backs. They would wrap their arms around the

females chests and the females would squirm. Once this was done, the snake

like penises would search around for the females cloaca. Once found, it

would trust itself in, brutally expanding the females cloaca, and the

female would wale in pain. The penises would slowly pump in and out of the

females cloaca. After about twenty or thirty slow and painful strokes, the

snake like penis would thrust in hard, and throb. Waves of semen were

visible through their length. The semen would not stop flowing and the

females abdomen would slowly expand and lumps of eggs would magically

appear as the semen flowed. The females stomachs became immense.

Then the penis would withdraw, and the females body would visibly, relax.

A few moments would pass, then the female would start to breath hard, then

grunt through her nose as her body bore down. Then the female would let out

a terrifying scream, then grunt again as her body pushed again. As an egg

emerged from their cloaca, it would magically disappeared before hitting

the ground.

Then she would begin to labor on the next egg.

The hole process would be repeated until the female had no more eggs in her

stomach.

Immediately, the next male mated her. Then she would lay eggs. Then the

next male mated her. And the cycle continued.

Sirree was frightened at the horrific sight.

Sirree then saw a tenth set of chains, which began to move around. With

lightning speed they extended toward Sirree, and seized her wrists and

ankles. They then pulled back and and hung her in mid air. Sirree looked

over her shoulder and saw an endless line of demon males, lining up behind

her. The first male stepped up behind her, and wrapped his arms around her.

Sirree, then, felt the snake like penis exploring her thighs, and tail. It

eventually found her cloaca, and thrust in hard.

Sirree, awoke, sobbing.