{"sf1_id":6080,"sf2_id":"7ejwa59m","title":"Epiphany","author":"Osix","words":8583,"posted_at":"2005-06-13T01:28:00.000Z","tags":["Bondage","Domination/Submission","Exhibitionism","M/F","Pain","Pregnancy","Reptile","Scat"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/6080-epiphany","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/7ejwa59m","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/c4/e8/c4e87844-7567-4b6a-9adf-537163956188","description":"#2 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 #2 Epiphany.  \n  \nSirbel, then stepped back into the stall area. He went around to the  \ndifferent stalls and whispered, \"Dinner time\", skipping female 32 and  \nfemale 34's stalls.  \n  \nSirree was amazed at the thoughtfulness of Sirbel. This dracian male, who  \nearlier, was prompting guards to torture these two females out of their  \nwits, was now making a very conscious effort to let them get much needed  \nsleep. Sirree looked over to female 34. Her cloaca was extremely red and  \nsore, but there was not the tiniest drop of blood.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Sirbel saw Sirree looking at the females cloaca and whispered, \"I know what  \nyour thinking. Your wondering why there isn't more damage. We've been  \ndeveloping that special gelatin over the last 100 years. It has healing  \nproperties, and is a fine lubricant\".  \n  \nThe guards brought in 8 plates of meatloaf, and this time, instead of  \ncollard greens, there was some mixed vegetables. Sirbel admonished the  \nguards with a \"Shhh.... Let these two sleep\".  \n  \nThe guards then removed the muzzles, bits and wrist manacles. Each female  \ngot down on all fours, remembering rule six, they ate using their snouts  \nonly. When the last female had finished eating, the guards put the wrist  \nmanacles back on, re-muzzled each female, then tied the lanyards to the  \nwalls.  \n  \nSirree, could not believe how sore her cloaca was. She couldn't even  \nimagine what female 34's cloaca felt like right now.  \n  \nThe next morning, Sirree woke to the smell of dracian feces. Several of the  \nothers females had to go again, during the night.  \n  \nA couple of guards came in and began to clean up the droppings.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Sirbel entered and said in a soft but firm voice \"Time for breakfast\".  \n  \nThe guards brought in plates of meatloaf, with varied vegetables.  \n  \nSirbel continued \"We try add make your meals as nutritionally balanced as  \nwe can for what your going to need. You really should try and eat as many  \nof the vegetables as you can\".  \n  \nThe guards once again freed the females, who were now getting used to  \neating like animals.  \n  \nOnce each female would finish her meal, a guard would then, remanacle,  \nremuzzle, and tie each female back to the wall.  \n  \nSirree noticed that the soreness of her cloaca was almost gone, and the  \nextremely red and sore cloaca of her neighbor was now just slightly pink.  \nSirree thought to herself, \"Wow that gelatin is powerful.  \n  \nSirbel started to speak. \"OK, I realize yesterday was very traumatic for  \nyou all. It is for the best. Everyone of you here will stand a very good  \nchance of bearing two clutches of eggs. You would have no hope, what so  \never, on your own. One thing they don't tell you in the history books is  \nthat the great Sueril even needed help. As a matter of fact she needed a  \ngreat deal of help\".  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; A small hint of concern then crossed Sirbels face as he continued. \"OK, I  \nam now allowed,... and wish,... to tell you what a real arena session is  \nlike. Today will be your first real session. Today you're going to be mated  \nby real males, and not just dildo's. First I want to give you all the good  \nnews. The males are picked by lottery. Before they even can enter the  \nlottery, they have to pass some fairly strict tests, to make sure they will  \nnot pass on any diseases to you. They will all be very healthy. While the  \nmales are with you, they are bound by some extremely strict laws. They are  \nnot allowed to hit you in any way. They are not allowed scratch or bite you  \nin any way. They may not apply any undue force against any of your limbs.  \nThey are not allowed to use any foreign objects, with one exception. They  \nmay use the standard size dildos that we provide them. Even the smallest  \nviolation, is punishable by 25 years in jail, a 50,000 gold piece fine,  \nwith the possibility of parole in 10 years. Needless to say these males are  \nvery conscious of your health\".  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Every single female seemed, to gain some small amount of comfort at  \nSirbel's words.  \n  \nSirbel continued, \"Now for the bad news. I've been in charge of enough egg  \nbearers to know that yesterday, you females, probably thought that the 100  \nstrokes, from the regular dildo, took about a half an hour. I timed it.  \nFrom the time the guards started to the time the last guard had given the  \nlast stroke lasted just under... six minutes. Real arena sessions have the  \nfollowing schedule. They start out with a marking ritual, followed by  \ncolonics. This takes about 15 minutes. After that you will be mated by ten  \nmales. Each male is allowed to spend 15 minutes each, with you. Some males  \nwho are really potent at the time may manage to copulate with you, twice.  \nMost males tend to finish their time using the standard dildo. Make no  \nmistake. Yesterday, you were stroked by the standard dildo for just 6  \nminutes. Today, you will be with ten males, each with 15 minutes. Ten males  \ntimes 15 minutes each plus 15 minutes for marking and colonics, plus 15  \nminutes allocated for any punishments is a total of 180 minutes or 3 hours.  \nThat's right. You heard me correctly. A standard session lasts 3 hours. For  \nthe better part of three hours your cloaca will be penetrated by either  \ndracian male penises, or standard size dildos. But that's not the end of  \nthe bad news. Some males may need some extra stimulation before their  \npenises are erect enough to penetrate your cloaca. Most males need a stool  \nto get to the correct height to mount you. If at any time a male should  \nmove the stool around to the front of your benches, they want you to  \nstimulate them orally. They are not forbidden to do this. You are required  \nto stimulate their penis with your mouth. If you refuse to do so, you will  \nbe punished with 20 strokes from the pain giver dildo. Also, we consider  \nbiting at this time the most serious offense by our females. If you bite a  \nmales penis you will receive 50 strokes from the pain giver dildo. Believe  \nme, if you receive 50 strokes, you will be lucky if you only faint twice.  \nI've even got more bad news. Most males are just there because they one the  \nlottery. They couldn't care less about you. Other males have a loving, very  \ngentle stile about them, and may even try to nuzzle and kiss you before  \nmounting you. It's up to you if you want to let them do so. But, there is  \none more kind of male. The kind who are cruel and sadistic. Our laws  \nprevent them from actually harming you in any way, but, most of these males  \ntake great delight in trying to get you to speak, just so they can get a  \nperverse pleasure in watching you get 10 strokes from the pain giver dildo,  \nfor every word you say. I wanted to warn you about this. Remember there are  \nno exceptions. If they get you to say even one word you will receive 10  \nstrokes for that word. And now for the last bit of bad news. There will be  \nthree males that will be here all week. There are always three males who  \nhave won a special weekly lottery and have won what is called marking  \nrights for the week. I'm not aloud to tell you what that means\".  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; As Serbil spoke, the females began to register a look of fear and impending  \ndoom on their faces.  \n  \nSirbel continued. \"It's about time for you to be on display. The public  \nwill soon be coming by the windows\".  \n  \nA few minutes passed and a crowd began to steadily walked by the windows,  \nlooking in at the bound females, forced to be animals.  \n  \nAn hour passed. Sirree did not have to defecate last night but now she  \nneeded to, badly, and the crowd was very thick, outside her window. She  \ngritted her teeth but she just could not hold it in. She let it go into the  \nhay and the crowd let out a small cheer. Sirree became teary eyed at the  \nembarrassment. The guards never cleaned the stalls until just before meal  \ntimes so the droppings would remain in Sirree's stall for the next 4 hours.  \nDuring that time, several other females had to defecate, and each time they  \ndid, a small amount of hand clapping and cheering would arise from the  \ncrowd.  \n  \nFour hours later, the guards returned, and began to clean up the females  \ndroppings.  \n  \nSirbel entered and announced, \"Lunch Time\".  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Lunch followed the same procedure of the guards bringing in food, then  \nuntieing the females to allow them to eat. As always they ate, while on all  \nfours, using their mouths only. And, as usual, once they were finished, the  \nguards, once again, re-muzzled and manacled the females.  \n  \nFor the most part, each females crying had died down to nothing more than a  \nlook of extreme sadness and hopelessness.  \n  \nAn hour passed and female 30, once again felt the need to defecate and drop  \nher feces in the hay.  \n  \nSirree thought that the two hours passed as if they were an eternity. Her  \nimagination was going a mile a minute. How could she endure being mated  \nover and over again and again for 3 hours.  \n  \nFinally the guards returned. First they cleaned up the droppings, then  \nbegan to untie the lanyards, and again started to lead each female, by the  \nnose, back to the arena doors. Sirbel entered, and once again a cheer  \nerupted from the arena. The females heard Sirbel begin to speak.  \n  \n\"This afternoon, we have a special treat for you, ten females who will be  \ngoing through there very first, real, session\".  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The applause and cheering exploded, and went on for 3 minutes.  \n  \nAt last Sirbel got some semblance of control of the crowd and started to  \nannounce each female. When he called female 35 Sirree's guard began to lead  \nher into the arena. Sirree immediately noticed something different. The  \nheavy metal latches that held the bench feet securely to the stage were all  \nundone, and the benches were set off to one side of the stage. The females  \nthat were already in the arena were positioned, facing the audience, with  \nthere backs to the grating. Each guard took great pains to make sure each  \nfemales tail was lying forward, on the stage, between their legs. Once each  \nfemale had been led into the arena and placed in this position, Sirbel gave  \na signal with his finger.  \n  \nThe guards whispered into the females ears, \"Sit down\".  \n  \nEach female complied, and when they were all sitting, facing the audience.  \nEach guard then began to take off the wrist manacles. They did not take the  \nmuzzles off. The guards then slowly help each female to lie down on their  \nbacks on the grating. They then bound their wrists and ankles with manacles  \nattached to the chain latches, that straddled the grating. Each female was  \nnow stretched out over the gratings, with their tails pointing at the  \naudience, and their snouts and cloacas, pointing up to the afternoon sky.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Once all ten females were bound. Sirbel spoke. \"As usual, we will start the  \nsession with the marking ceremony. Bring in our three weekly, lottery  \nwinners\".  \n  \nA door at the end of the stage opened up and three male dracians stepped  \nin. One was dressed in a nice suit, another was dressed in casual clothes,  \nand the last was had on farmers overalls.  \n  \nSirbel continued. \"They will now choose which female they wish to mate  \nwith\".  \n  \nEach male began to take their clothes off, until they were completely  \nnaked. The dracian that was dressed in a suit, walked over to female 39. He  \nfaced the audience and straddled female 39's tail with his feet. He  \nshuffled his feet around until they were perfectly aligned with the yellow  \nlines on the grating. In this position female 39 had a very clear view of  \nthe males rectum and penis which ran together, closely in a cloacal  \nstructure. The male began to squat down. Female 39 finally realized what  \nwas about to happen and started to jerk at the chains holding her down, in  \nvein. Female 39 saw the males muscles push down. She then saw fecal matter  \nbegin to expand the males rectum. His feces began to exit his body in a  \nlong thick rope. When it finally fell, it hit female 39, directly on her  \ncloaca. She threw her head back in disgust, and tears flowed from her eyes.  \nSome of the feces flowed down the side of her tail. Some of it remained on  \nher cloaca. As she writhed in disgust, she could feel some of the malleable  \nsubstance being worked between the sides of her cloaca.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The crowd cheered and Sirbel announced, \"The first choice has been made\".  \n  \nThe male walked off the stage, taking his clothes with him.  \n  \nThe male that had the casual clothes on, walked down the line of females  \nthen walked back, trying to decide which one he wished to mark. He stopped  \nat Sirree. He then placed his feet on the yellow lines, astride Sirree's  \ntail. Sirree was able to see every part of the males penis, rectum  \nstructure. Sirree began to yank on the chains and manacles, binding her  \nwrists. She did not want this to happen to her. She did not want to be  \nmarked. The male raised his tail high and squatted down over Sirree. Sirree  \nsaw the muscles of the male above her push. She then saw his rectum begin  \nto be forced open by a ball of fecal matter. The ball slowly emerged into a  \nthick rope. As it emerged from the male, Sirree continued to yank at the  \nchains. The thick rope finally broke free from the males rectum, and hit  \nSirree directly on her cloaca. Sirree threw her head back in utter disgust,  \nand tears flowed profusely from her eyes. The male let another rope go,  \nwhich also hit Sirree, squarely on the cloaca. Sirree was sobbing out loud.  \nThe fecal mater slowly flowed over the sides of Sirree's tail, and fell  \ninto the grating. The smell of it combined with the feel of it between the  \nsides of her cloaca, increased her sobs of utter disgust. The male then  \nwalked off the stage.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Again, a cheer arose from the crowd. Sirbel spoke. \"Our second male has  \nmade his choice\".  \n  \nThe male that was wearing the farmers clothes, then walked out on the  \nstage. He walked all the way down. As he passed Sirree, Sirree noticed that  \nthis individual smelled just as bad as what the previous male had done to  \nher. Obviously he worked with farm animals a great deal. He then began to  \nwalk back. To Sirree's horror, he stopped and began to position himself,  \nastride her tail. Sirbel said nothing. Sirree then realized that this was  \nnot against the rules. She began to, half heartedly, yank at her chains  \nagain, as tears continued to stream down her face. Sirree noticed that this  \nmales penis was slightly larger than the others. She saw the male begin to  \npush. Slowly his rectum expanded to accommodate a ball of fecal matter. It  \noozed from the males body into a thick rope. It hung and wiggled from the  \nbase of the males tail. The male then closed his rectum and the thick rope  \nfell directly on to Sirree's cloaca. This reignited Sirree's sobs of  \ndisgust, as she felt he thick substance slowly flowing over the sides of  \nher tail.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Sirbel announced, \"The third choice has been made\".  \n  \nAnd, an uproarious cheer erupted from the crowd.  \n  \nSirbel continued, \"Now that the marking ceremony has been completed we will  \nnow prepare the females for mating\".  \n  \nThe guards began to unfasten the wrist and ankle manacles from each female  \nand helped them to their feet. They then, refastened the, behind the back,  \nwrist manacles. Then they tied the muzzle lanyards to one of the chain  \nlatches around the gratings. Each guard then fetched a bench from the side  \nof the stage. They positioned the benches on the heavy metal latches, and  \nfastened the latches. Each guard, then untied a female, slowly, but firmly  \nbent them over each bench, then helped them scuttle onto the bench, belly  \ndown. They then attached the wrist and ankle manacles. They then attached  \nthe tail manacles, so that once again, their cloacas were on display for  \nthe entire audience to see.  \n  \nSirbel continued. \"They will now be given a colonic, in preparation for  \nmating\".  \n  \nThe guards, once again brought out the pumping apparatuses. They inserted  \nthe long tubes into the females cloaca, and up into their colons. They then  \nbegan to pump large amounts of water into their colons, then they took the  \ntubes out. Each female knew, now, that there was little point in holding it  \nin, and let torrents of water, mixed with fecal matter go.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Sirbel, continued. \"Now it's time to start general mating\".  \n  \nThe guards started to bring out well built stools, that had very wide feet,  \nso as not to go through the grating. All the doors at the foot of the stage  \nopened up and naked males started filing in.  \n  \nSirree looked back and saw ten males form a queue behind her. Sirree  \nnoticed that the males all had a tag attached to their head horns. Each tag  \nread a size in inches. She then realized that this referred to the  \nthickness of the males penis. The first males tag read 1\" the last male was  \nthe same farmer who had marked her earlier, and his tag read 1 1/2\". The  \nmale that was casually dressed, and marked her earlier, was about half way  \nthrough the line. The males were put in the order of their penis size,  \nstarting with the smallest. Sirree, now realized that as the 3 hours wore  \non, she would be mated by males with larger and larger penises.  \n  \nThe first males stepped up on stage. Sirree saw some males that were with  \nother females move the stools around to the front of the benches. She  \nlooked back at her male. He had immediately climbed up onto the stool in  \nback of her. The stool brought his penis, perfectly even with her cloaca.  \nIt was already very stiff. He began to push its tip to Sirrees cloaca. His  \npenis was small for a dracian and penetrated Sirrees cloaca fairly easily.  \nDespite this, when Sirree felt her cloaca being penetrated by the real  \nthing, this time, she let out a gasp. And, tears began to flow from her  \neyes. The male began to hump her with a steady rhythm. Sirree felt so  \ncompletely helpless. But the small male was no where near big enough to  \ncause her any pain. She looked around as the male humped her over and over.  \nThe males that had moved the stools around to the front of the benches had  \nlaid their penises in their females mouths. Each of these females,  \nremembering Sirbels warnings, had started to gently suckle at the males  \nmembers, as the males slowly humped in and out of their mouths. And, their  \nerections steadily grew. When each male was satisfied with his erection, he  \nwould move the stool to the back of the bench, as fast as he could and  \nbegan to mate with his respective female.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Sirree felt the male, humping her, begin to slow his pace. His breathing  \nbecame erratic and his body began to shiver. The male slowed even further.  \nHis eyes began to cross. Sirree felt the males penis stop humping and  \nconvulse. She felt its flesh expand to make room. Then she felt a thick  \nliquid erupt from its tip and flow into her. She began to cry. The male  \nstood there for a few seconds as his body had completely seized. He then,  \npulled out of her, collapsed over Sirree's back, and rested their for a few  \nseconds, more.  \n  \nWhen the male finally got up, he reached for the dildo. When Sirree saw  \nthis, her tears of sorrow increased. Sirree felt the male begin to work the  \ndildo against her cloaca. It slowly but surely began to force her cloaca  \nopen. The male settled into an even rhythm. Sirree began to feel the  \nhorrible empty pushing feeling, return to her cloaca. As the male gave her  \nstroke after stroke from the dlido, Sirree's breath became labored. Her  \nbody began to involuntarily writhe in an effort to accommodate the  \nincessant stimulation. Sirree felt the muscles around her cloaca spasm. Her  \neyes crossed, she grit her teeth, then her body involuntarily pushed hard  \nagainst the dildo, for a few seconds. She then went limp over the bench.  \nShe was exhausted, but the male just kept up the rhythm, impaling Sirree  \nover and over, with out missing a beat. Sirree could do nothing but lie  \nthere and endure the incessant stimulation of her cloaca. Passage of time  \nseemed endless. The male just kept on stroking and stroking her. Sirree  \nthen felt here cloacal muscles begin to spasm again her body started to  \nwrithe once again, and then it, once again gave an intense push against the  \ndildo, that lasted several seconds. She then collapsed once again, on the  \nbench. The male continued to impale Sirree, over and over.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Then Sirbel spoke, \"The first males turn is up\".  \n  \nSirree felt her tormentor pull the dildo all the way out of her. It made a  \nsucking sound when he did. Then he walked off the stage.  \n  \nSirree now understood what Sirbel was talking about, that morning. The  \nstimulation of her cloaca, seemed to take an eternity. But only one male of  \nten, had finished his work. Only 15 minutes had passed. And, there were  \nnine males left. And each males penis would only increase in size. Sirree  \nmustered what strength she could to look around back of her. The next male,  \nin line was approaching her cloaca. To Sirree's horror, he picked up the  \nbench and began to move it around to the front of the bench. He stepped up  \non the bench, then gently urged her to open her mouth with his finger.  \nSirree, complied because she knew if she didn't, she would receive even  \nmore torture, with the pain giver dildo. Sirree cried as the male let his  \npenis rest in her mouth. As she was instructed, she began to suckle gently  \nat the soft flesh. The smell was almost as bad as the feces that had been  \nleft in the stalls, all night. Sirree wept in absolute disgust. She felt  \nthe soft flesh begin to firm up. It grew noticeably bigger than the males  \npenis who had already mated with her. The male began to hump into her  \nmouth. Sirree began to feel the organ, on the top of her tongue, spasm. The  \nmale then stopped humping. He slowly withdrew his penis from her mouth. He  \nthen, quickly got off the stool, picked it up, and ran around to the back  \nof the bench, and hopped up on the stool. He then began to push his, now  \nstiff, member at Sirree's cloaca. Sirree, felt the dracian member enter  \nher. She stiffened as this penis was just about as big as the standard  \ndildo. The male began to slowly pump his rigged flesh in and out of Sirree.  \nSirree felt the need to push begin to return to her cloaca. Her breath  \nslowly increased in volume. Every hump of this male, steadily increased  \nSirree's cloacal stimulation. Her breath started to become quick and  \nshallow. Her body began to writhe, and she began to moan. Each moan seemed  \nto cheer this male on further as quickened his pace. Sirree felt her  \ncloacal muscles spasm. Sirree's eyes began to cross, and her teeth were  \nclenched, tightly. Her cloacal muscles pushed then gripped hard at the  \nmales penis. Seconds later, she fell limp over the bench. The male  \ncontinued, but not for long. His paced slowed, and then his body began to  \nshiver, violently. As he crossed his eyes, his snout began to point up, as  \nhe tried to swallow a lump in his throat. Sirree felt the stiff male flesh,  \nwithin her, begin to spasm, then expand in small surges. She then felt  \nlarge amounts of thick liquid erupt from the males penis and flow into her.  \nShe did her best to swallow a lump in her throat. The male withdrew his  \npenis and collapsed over Sirree's back. Sirree could not believe how  \ncompletely exhausted she felt, at this point. To her horror, the male got  \nup and reached for the standard dildo. Her cloaca was to be forced open,  \nonce again. Sirree did not have any energy to resist. The male slowly but  \nsurely impaled Sirree with the dildo. Sirree could not even lift her head  \noff the bench anymore. The male rhythmically stroked Sirrees cloaca, over  \nand over, with the dildo. Sirree could only lie there in tears, as the  \ndildo expanded her cloacal muscles over and over in a seemingly, never  \nending torment. She hadn't any energy left to lift her head as the first  \ncloacal muscle spasm hit her. She just laid their, as her eyes closed  \ntightly, and she gritted her teeth. She just could not believe how long the  \nstimulation of her cloaca was lasting, even now. She laid there and  \nresigned herself to the feelings, and the orgasms.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Finally Sirbel spoke again. \"The second males turn is up\".  \n  \nSirree felt the male pull the dildo completely out of her cloaca. At this  \npoint Sirree just laid there and tried to swallow a lump in her throat.  \n  \nShe didn't have the energy at this point to look behind her. She heard the  \nnext male begin to approach her cloaca and climb up on the stool. This male  \nalready had an erection. Sirree felt him begin to push it at her cloaca.  \nWhen it penetrated, Sirree took a gasp of air. This males penis, felt even  \nlarger than the last.  \n  \nSirree's torment would continue over the next Hour and 30 minutes as male  \nafter male with larger and larger penises, filled her with their seed. Each  \ntime the male would fill out his time with the dlido.  \n  \nThe fourth male stepped up, mounted Sirree, then copulated with her.  \n  \nThe fifth male stepped up, mounted Sirree, then copulated with her.  \n  \nThe sixth male stepped up, mounted Sirree, then copulated with her.  \n  \nSirree had very little strength to yank on the chains or even lift her head  \noff the bench. Her cloaca was steadily be forced open wider and wider. Her  \ntears flowed unceasingly. At this point, copious amounts of semen was  \noozing out of her cloaca and down in between her belly and the bench  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The seventh male stepped up, mounted Sirree, then copulated with her.  \n  \nThe eighth male stepped up, mounted Sirree, then copulated with her.  \n  \nThe ninth male stepped up, mounted Sirree, then copulated with her.  \n  \nSirbel then announced, \"The ninth males turn is now over\".  \n  \nSirree heard her next mate walk up behind her. But this male picked up the  \nstool and began to walk around to the front of the bench. Sirree could not  \nbelieve it. She barely lasted this long and the last male wanted her to  \nsuckle on his penis? He placed the stool down and stood on top of it.  \nSirree noticed that this was the farmer who had marked her earlier, and he  \nsmelled just as bad. Despite this she willingly opened her mouth and let  \nthe male put his penis into it. She knew what would happen if she didn't  \nand in her present state, she did not want to b punished. She began to  \nsuckle at the fowl smelling penis. The penis began to stiffen. As it did,  \nSirree began to realize something. Her eyes opened wide in horror. Up to  \nthis point the males penises were just about average to just a little bit  \nover average in size. However, Sirree had noticed that this males penis was  \nnot only bigger, it was quite a bit bigger. It still paled in comparison to  \nthe size of the pain giver dildo. But Sirree was still afraid of what this  \nmight feel like. The farmer began to hump Sirree's mouth. His penis seemed  \nto become hard as a rock. And it was beginning to stroke the back of  \nSirree's throat. Just then the farmer stopped humping. He slowly extracted  \nhis penis from Sirree's mouth. He then picked up the stool and walked  \ncalmly around to Sirree's cloaca. Sirree found a little strength from  \nsomewhere and began to yank on her wrist chains again, and shook her head  \nback and fourth in a vein attempt, in her forced muted condition, to cry  \nout, \"NO! NO\"! Tears rushed from her eyes.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; She felt the male begin to work his penis at her cloaca. With tears still  \nstreaming down her face, she tried to swallow a lump in her throat.  \n  \nSirree gasped as she felt the large member impale her cloaca. She still did  \nnot have the energy to even lift her head off the bench. But her breaths  \ncame fast and labored as she felt the large, hard penis being slowly being  \nforced into her. The farmer pushed all the way in, then slowly, pulled all  \nthe way out. He began to slowly and rhythmically pump his large penis in  \nand out of her. Sirree felt her cloacal muscles spasm much more quickly and  \nintensely than before. Her body involuntarily and intensely bore down and  \ngripped his penis. What ever last bits of energy Sirree may have had left  \nwas poring away in torrents. Her arms went limp and her tongue began to  \nhang out of her mouth as large penis slipped by her cloacal walls, pulling  \nthem along with it, over and over again. Sirree, felt the farmers body jerk  \nhard. She then felt his large penis spasm and throb as wave after wave of  \nsemen flowed through it. Sirree felt the thick liquid begin to fill her up.  \nBut, the farmer was very potent. The semen just kept coming. Sirree felt it  \nbegin to leek out from around the farmers penis, even though her cloaca  \ngripped it so tightly. The trickle increased to spurts of semen from  \nbetween the penis and her cloacal wall. The farmer pulled his penis out of  \nSirree, and her cloaca let go a stream of pressurized semen. Sirree shut  \nher eyes and began to cry.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; She could not believe how, exhausted as she was, she could still feel such  \nintense pain. One thing she kept on telling herself was that none of the  \nmale, and even this last one, came even close to the pain giver dildo. And  \nshe was not assigned any punishments.  \n  \nHer eyes popped open again when she felt herself being impaled by the  \nstandard dildo. The farmer was not done. He began to stroke Sirree in a  \nslow methodical rhythm. Sirree felt her cloacal muscles slowly begin to  \narouse again. And, tears once again flowed from her eyes.  \n  \nBut the farmer didn't stroke her for very long. He pulled the dildo out of  \nSirree and set it on the stage. In Sirree's weakened state she thought the  \nfarmers must have ended. She had no idea how much time had passed. While  \nstroking Sirree with the dildo the farmers erection had returned and he,  \nonce again, climbed up on the stool.  \n  \nSirree was trying to catch her breath. Her limbs just dangled among the  \nchains. Sirree let out a gasp when she felt it. The farmer, once again  \npushed the tip of his penis against Sirree's cloaca. Sirree felt the penis  \npush her cloaca wide open, and with what little strength that she had  \nregained, she let out a pathetic little moan. Tears once again streamed  \nfrom her face. The farmer was spreading her cloaca wide, and there was  \nnothing Sirree could do about it. Every last bit of strength had left her  \nbody, and she was bound and tied down like a common animal and she was  \nbeing used, over and over again and again. The farmer hump Sirree for a  \nlong time. His second orgasm would not come for almost twice the time, that  \nhis first one took. Sirree felt every stroke. She felt every long slow  \npenetration, and every long slow withdrawal. And, she could do nothing but  \nlie there and endure it. Finally, Sirree felt her tormentors body shudder.  \nHe bucked his penis, hard into Sirree. Sirree felt the member inside her  \nthrob and bulge. And, then she felt more semen begin to flow into her body.  \nThe farmer stood there, very rigged, for a few seconds. He then withdrew  \nthe rapidly deflating member from Sirree's cloaca. He then collapsed over  \nher back and rested. Sirree once again caught a whiff of the farmer who  \nsmelled of animal droppings, and was now lying prone over her back. A few  \nseconds passed, and the farmer recovered and stood up. He once again picked  \nup the standard dildo and began to stroke Sirree. After what she had been  \nthrough, she hardly noticed the dildo now stimulating her cloaca. But, her  \nbody would surprise her one more time. Once again her cloacal muscles  \nspasmed and began to push then grip the dildo. The male did not miss a  \nbeat. He just kept on stroking and stroking Sirree.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Finally Sirbel spoke once again. \"The tenth and final males have now  \ncompleted their turn\".  \n  \nA tremendous cheer erupted from the crowd and continued for several  \nminutes, until Sirbel was able to quiet them down.  \n  \nHe said, \"I'm afraid I have some bad news. There are no punishments  \ncurrently assigned\".  \n  \nThe crowd let out a collective sigh of disappointment and began to file  \ntoward the exit doors.  \n  \nEach female was completely exhausted. The guards began to undo their wrist  \nand ankle manacles, and refasten their wrists in back of them. The guards  \nslowly helped each female back off the benches. Most of the females, at  \nthis point, could not stand on their own, including Sirree. When a females  \nlegs would give way, the guard would let her lie back down, belly first, on  \nthe bench, to regain her strength. It took about ten minutes but each  \nfemale slowly began to regain some strength, and they were finally able to  \nstand on their own. Then they were lead, by the nose, back to their stalls.  \nEven though bright daylight still shown in through the windows, each female  \nfell fast asleep, the moment their heads hit the hay.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Sirbel entered the room. He was about to announce dinner time, but he began  \nto look around in the stalls. Not one female was awake, and he decided to  \nlet them sleep.  \n  \nMorning came.  \n  \nThe day went, pretty much to schedule. The guards cleaned up droppings,  \nleft during the night. They brought out breakfast plates, set them in the  \nstalls, untied the females, the females got down on all fours and ate like  \nanimals. They washed the females. Crowds started filing past the windows.  \n  \nThe females were still very embarrassed by their nakedness, and still had  \nlooks of remorse on there faces, but they were beginning to get used to the  \ntreatment.  \n  \nA few females needed to defecate, could not hold out, and let it go into  \nthe hay. As, each female did, a small amount of whistling and cheering came  \nfrom the on looking crowd.  \n  \nLunch was served, the females, got down on all fours, and they ate like  \nanimals.  \n  \nTwo hours later, the guards, once again lead them, by their noses, to the  \narena.  \n  \nOnce again each female was manacled, stretched over the grating, lying face  \nup.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Sirbel, once again announced that the marking ceremony would begin.  \n  \nThe three same males, from yesterday walked up on the stage and began to  \nundress.  \n  \nTo Sirree's horror, the first male immediately positioned himself over her  \ntail. Sirree didn't bother to yank on the chains. She now knew the futility  \nof it. As the first males feces hit her cloaca, she threw her head back and  \nwept in absolute disgust. The male walked off the stage. The second male  \nwalked up on the stage. Sirree, could not believe it. He headed straight  \nfor her as well. The expression on her face was etched by complete sorrow.  \nShe shook her head back and fourth in a vein attempt to cry out \"NO\". But,  \nthis male would not be detoured. He positioned himself over Sirree and let  \nout his droppings on her. Now, once again, it was the farmers turn to  \nchoose a mate. To Sirree's horror, he also chose her. Sirree remembered the  \nintense feeling of the farmers large penis inside her, and she began to  \ncry, profusely. The farmer straddled Sirree's tail, bore down, and  \ndeposited fecal matter onto Sirree's cloaca.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Once again, the guards replaced the benches, and helped the females on to  \nthem. Once again they bound the females down to the benches with manacles,  \nbrought out the water pumping devices, and began to clean out the females  \ncolons.  \n  \nOnce again, males began to form queues of ten behind each female, placed in  \norder of their penis size. The first males stepped up and began to rut  \ntheir assigned mate. Every time a male would finish he would use the dildo  \non his mate until his 15 minutes were done. Every one of the ten females  \nwas completely exhausted by the time her third mate had finished with her.  \nEvery female could do nothing but lie there and endure the excruciatingly  \nlong torture, that just did nothing but increase in intensity as larger and  \nlarger penises penetrated their cloacas over and over.  \n  \nBy the time it was over, each female just hung limp over each bench.  \n  \nSince the farmer had chosen Sirree once more, she was the most exhausted of  \nall. His large penis, had sapped any last bit of strength that she might of  \nhad.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; As the week went on, the farmer would always choose Sirree.  \n  \nFinally, after the seventh day, the farmer had used up his weekly prize and  \nwould not be back. Sirree's cloaca would only have to endure, regular to  \nslightly large size penises.  \n  \nWeek after week passed by. The females were slowly getting used to the  \nroutine. They were beginning to get used to being treated like nothing more  \nthan an animal. And, they were beginning to get used to being mated and  \nstroked with a dildo, everyday for 3 hours each. Even so, intense sadness  \nstill permeated each of their souls.  \n  \nWeeks began to become months.  \n  \n\\* \\* \\*  \n  \nThree months had gone by with relatively no incident.  \n  \nThe ninth males had just finished mating. The tenth males walked up on the  \nstage. Sirree heard the male with female 33 begin to talk. He said. \"Hey  \nBitch, My name is Sil and I'm going to Fuck you like you've never been  \nFucked before\"!  \n  \nSirree saw that his penis was not quite as large as the farmers but still  \nvery large.  \n  \nSil thrust it home into female 33's cloaca. Female 33 gasped, then began to  \ncry.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Sil saw her tears and said, with an evil leer, \"Like it! Yesssss\"?  \n  \nThe female shook her head back and fourth.  \n  \nAs Sil continued to pump his member in and out of female 33, he giggled  \nwith an evil hiss. Female 33 could do nothing but lie there and take it.  \nSil's penis surged forth hard. He gave out a loud grunt, and his body began  \nto shiver. Female 33 felt Sil spill his seed into her. After a few seconds  \nSil recovered and reached for the dildo, and began to stroke female 33's  \ncloaca. She could do nothing but lie there and cry. Female 33 felt Sil  \nimpale her over and over. All of a sudden Sil stopped, and left the dildo  \ninside female 33 for several seconds. Her body writhed at the feeling of  \nthe foreign object within it. Sil finally pulled it out. Female 33, teary  \neyed, looked back at Sil. He had a very self satisfied look on his face.  \nFemale 33 thought \"So far that wasn't so bad. What was he talking about\"?  \nTo her amazement Sil turned and began to walk away. She thought, \"That was  \nnot 15 minutes\".  \n  \nSil stopped and said. \"Oh and a ... by the way, bitch ...\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; His back was still facing female 33. She was looking on.  \n  \nAll of a sudden Sil wheeled around, held the dildo up high that he was  \nstill holding on to, and quickly, and nonchalantly said, \"Want some more o'  \nthis\"?  \n  \nSeeing this, female 33, forgot herself and answered \"NO\". Immediately  \nrealizing what she had done, her head snapped forward and her eyes opened  \nwide in terror.  \n  \nSil jump up and down in joyful exuberance, saying \"I GOT HER! I GOT HER!  \nMWA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA\"!  \n  \nSirbel said, \"Female 33 is now assigned 10 strokes with the pain giver  \ndildo\".  \n  \nSil walked back up to female 33, now intent on finishing his 15 minutes.  \nHe, once again, impaled her with the dildo, and began to stroke it in and  \nout of her cloaca.  \n  \nFemale 33, only felt the dildo stroking the walls of her cloaca as an after  \nthought. She wept, bitterly, because she knew what was coming later.  \n  \nAfter about a minute, Sil pulled the dildo out and said. \"Time for me to  \nmount you again, bitch\".  \n  \nHe, once again stepped up on the stool, and thrust his penis home.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Between weeping, generated by fear, she managed a gasp as she felt his  \nlarge penis impale her.  \n  \nSil slowly and methodically, humped female 33, again and again. A minute  \npassed. Five minutes passed. Sil then developed a wild look in his eyes.  \nHis body shivered, then stiffened. Then he, once again, spilled his seed  \ninto female 33. There were only a few minutes left in his turn, and he  \nimmersed the dildo into her cloaca, and stroked it, in and out for the  \nremaining minutes.  \n  \nFemale 33 was still crying in fear, as Sirbel announced, \"The last males  \nhave finished their turn\".  \n  \nSil stepped down off the stage, looking a little dejected that his turn was  \nover.  \n  \nSirbel announced, \"It is now time for penalties to be given\".  \n  \nThe crowd let out a cheer.  \n  \nSirbel continued, \"Female 33 is assigned 10 strokes\".  \n  \nA guard, stepped out from behind the curtain carrying the pain giver dildo.  \n  \nFemale 33 saw it was just as big and brutal looking, as she remembered it,  \nand began to futilely, yank on her chains.  \n  \nThe guard, walked around to her tail.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Female 33, gasped, with a look of terror on her face, when she felt the  \nguard apply the lubricating gelatin to her cloaca. She shook her head back  \nand fourth in a vein attempt to cry out \"NO NO\".  \n  \nShe felt the guard begin to work the tip at her cloaca. The guard then  \npushed hard, and she screamed out in agony, as the tip penetrated her  \ncloaca. The first rib, slowly, and brutally, expanded her cloaca. Her cries  \nof agony increased in volume, and tears flowed in torrents from her eyes.  \nShe was doomed to this agony, from simply speaking just one word. The guard  \nslowly worked each rib into female 33, held it all the way in until her  \ncries of agony slipped into sobs. Then he began to pull. As each rib passed  \nfemale 33's cloaca, she cried out in agony again. But each cry ebbed away  \nin intensity as she slowly lost her strength. Her body writhed against the  \nintense pain.  \n  \nThe guard announced, \"STROKE ONE\".  \n  \nEventually, female 33 lost all strength, she could do nothing but lie there  \nand endure every rib of every stroke. All nine other females watched on,  \nand could not help but feel for her in her agony.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"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  \nWhen the guard finally withdrew the dildo all the way, it made a sickening  \nslurp.  \n  \nThe small amount of tenseness that was in female 33's muscles just dropped  \naway. Each of the other nine females, collectively let their tensions  \nrelease, as they saw the punishment completed.  \n  \nThe guards untied the females, got them to their feet, then re-tied, and  \nre-muzzle them. Female 33 had to be carried. The guards lead them back to  \ntheir stalls. They ate dinner, then went to sleep.  \n  \nThat night Sirree began to dream.  \n  \nShe saw herself in nothing but blackness, the blackness went on for what  \nSirree thought was hours, but then light began flood all around. It started  \nwith a dim greyness, but slowly and steadily grew. It got brighter and  \nbrighter, until Sirree thought she could not stand it any more. The  \nbrightness began to congeal into one spot, and began to take form. An  \nimmense figure began to appear before her. As the brightness solidified  \ninto a form, Sirree could see it had a incredibly beautiful white skin,  \ncomposed of impossibly perfectly fitting white scales. Two gossamer leather  \nwings, seemed to stretch out to eternity. The head was dracian in  \nappearance, but the horns on its head curled like a rams horns, and  \nappeared to be made of the finest solid gold. Although it's face was very  \nreptilian, it was impossibly kind and caring in it's demeanor. It sat on a  \nmassive throne of solid gold. It's tail draped out a hole in the back and  \nwrapped around. At the tip was a spade of solid gold.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Sirree, thought the sight could not be more angelic.  \n  \nShe said, \"Am I dead\"?  \n  \nThe apparition spoke in the loudest, deepest, most caring voice, Sirree had  \never heard. \"No my child, you are not\".  \n  \nSirree said, \"Are you god\"?  \n  \nThe giant form said, \"I am your father, as I am father to all dracians\".  \n  \nThe giant form gently put its fore claw down in front of Sirree, inviting  \nher to step on. Sirree took the hint and did so. Sirree was lifted up to  \nthe impossibly massive chest, as the gossamer wings wrapped around her into  \na cradle.  \n  \nSirree spoke, \"But why have you forsaken us\"? Then she averted her gaze  \nexpecting retribution.  \n  \nBut to her surprise, the form used it's other claw, in a gentle caress to  \nher chin, bidding her to look up.  \n  \nThe father spoke, \"By this you mean why females must go through such  \nsorrow\"?  \n  \nSirree nodded her head.  \n  \nThe father continued \"I care for my children. I did not wish to curse you  \nso. I cared not for the laws dracians made in my name. Many times dracian  \nlaws, made in my name, did more harm than good. The one thing I demand from  \nmy children is love. Love for one another. Love for me, and remembrance of  \nmy love for you. Two hundred years ago, dracians had forgotten how to love.  \nThey abandoned their love for one another, and they did not love me. They  \nneeded to be taught the value of love. I cursed your race, to never more,  \nbe able to bear young from love, so you would look back and see what you  \nhave lost\".  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Even though the voice of the being, holding Sirree, was impossibly caring  \nand loving in it's tone, the truthfulness of the words cut through Sirree's  \nvery soul like a knife. And, she began to sob.  \n  \nThe father continued, \"Don't be sad. I am their, feeling every agony that  \nyou go through. One day, in the far future, your race may find the way  \nback. But, Sirree, I'm sorry to say, it will not happen in your lifetime.  \nNow you must go back. Help your race to live\".  \n  \nBut then the dream began to become nightmarish.  \n  \nShe now saw herself in a gigantic cave. Before her were nine females,  \nhanging in mid air, facing away from her. Their wrists were fastened to the  \ncave ceiling with chains and their ankles were fastened to the floor. All  \nthe chains were quite taught.  \n  \nBehind each female were lines of very large, demonic looking, male  \ndracians. The lines seemed to go down into the blackness of the caves  \nforever. Their penises were immense. The penises also had the ability to  \nbend and curl and writhe like a snake, and were very long. These males  \nwould step up behind the hanging females. Their bodies were large and their  \nchests met the hanging females backs. They would wrap their arms around the  \nfemales chests and the females would squirm. Once this was done, the snake  \nlike penises would search around for the females cloaca. Once found, it  \nwould trust itself in, brutally expanding the females cloaca, and the  \nfemale would wale in pain. The penises would slowly pump in and out of the  \nfemales cloaca. After about twenty or thirty slow and painful strokes, the  \nsnake like penis would thrust in hard, and throb. Waves of semen were  \nvisible through their length. The semen would not stop flowing and the  \nfemales abdomen would slowly expand and lumps of eggs would magically  \nappear as the semen flowed. The females stomachs became immense.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Then the penis would withdraw, and the females body would visibly, relax.  \n  \nA few moments would pass, then the female would start to breath hard, then  \ngrunt through her nose as her body bore down. Then the female would let out  \na terrifying scream, then grunt again as her body pushed again. As an egg  \nemerged from their cloaca, it would magically disappeared before hitting  \nthe ground.  \n  \nThen she would begin to labor on the next egg.  \n  \nThe hole process would be repeated until the female had no more eggs in her  \nstomach.  \n  \nImmediately, the next male mated her. Then she would lay eggs. Then the  \nnext male mated her. And the cycle continued.  \n  \nSirree was frightened at the horrific sight.  \n  \nSirree then saw a tenth set of chains, which began to move around. With  \nlightning speed they extended toward Sirree, and seized her wrists and  \nankles. They then pulled back and and hung her in mid air. Sirree looked  \nover her shoulder and saw an endless line of demon males, lining up behind  \nher. The first male stepped up behind her, and wrapped his arms around her.  \nSirree, then, felt the snake like penis exploring her thighs, and tail. It  \neventually found her cloaca, and thrust in hard.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Sirree, awoke, sobbing.  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Arena Time","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/6079-coming-of-age.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/6081-reunion.json"}}