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I love it when Mistress comes for me. It always makes me feel so happy when she does, especially on nights like these. I'm sitting in my room waiting for her to arrive. I've prepared myself according to her instructions, as is usual on nights like these. Nights where she is the magnanimous host, the lady of the manor, the belle of the ball. It makes me happy that she chooses to share me at her gatherings. I wish she would have them more. The big house can be sad and empty at times. I hear her coming down the corridor, so I kneel in the center of the room, back to the door, head down. Subservient. I love it. The door opens and she enters. Though I cannot see her right now, I envision her. She is more radiant than a full moon, fiercer and more powerful than any storm, yet still kinder and softer than summer rain. Her sky blue scales as soft and fine as silk. Her thick, dextrous tail that wraps and squeezes. Her elegance that belies her strength and power. My Mistress. My dragoness.

I hear her walk up behind me, hear her kneel down. Her hands on my shoulders, she leans in and I smell her scent. It makes me giddy. "Good boy." She whispers into my ear. I surrender to her. My body becomes hers. My mind becomes hers. The conditioning comes to me like an old friend. I cannot disobey now, not that I would ever dream of it. I can only do what she tells me to do. I will do it without a thought. Her fingers grip my mind. She owns my every thought, my every breath. I can't remember how long I have belonged to her. I wouldn't care if it were a hundred years or more. Never have I know more sublime bliss than belonging to my Mistress. I remember nothing of who or what I was before. Only that I wasn't with my beloved Mistress. She gently caresses my neck, and I feel the collar being carefully tightened. The leather is thick and worn smooth from years of use. It is comfortable and familiar. Next comes the blindfold, tightly binding my eyes and sealing my sight for the evening. I will not need it anyway. The final piece for this particular ensemble is the muzzle. Mistress places it over my nose and mouth, making sure it does not suffocate me. Mistress likes putting me in the muzzle. She says it makes my moans sound sweeter.

She stands and I shuffle around to face her. I am used to being blindfolded. Without sight everything else becomes more acute. Especially touch. I shiver a little when I feel her tail coil around my neck. No leads or whips for my Mistress. Her own body is a formidable tool for domination. Her tail tightens around my neck as she encourages me to stand. I do so, head bowed. I am tugged forwards. I do not stumble. Stumbling would be inelegant and clumsy. Mistress has trained me better than that. The path we walk is familiar to me, even while my vision is sealed. I have done this many times. We walk down the corridor. I feel the air flow over my naked body. It changes subtly as we begin descending the stairs. It took a while, but now I think I can 'see' better when I can't use my eyes. I know where we are going. Mistress has a special room for these gatherings. I know when we enter the room. It smells of leather and sex. It smells of sex toys and lubricants. It smells of latex and rubber. These smells arouse me and make me excited. I can already feel myself drooling, the saliva running down my chin.

"You know where we are, don't you?" She says to me. Her voice makes my mind melt. I sigh in response. It is all she will allow at the moment. I feel her tail unwind from my neck. I am a little disappointed but I know what is coming, and I know it will be even better. She pushes me down onto the bench. It has padded supports for my knees, torso and head. I feel the straps go around my legs, fixing them in place. I lean forwards and rest my head against the pad. Mistress adjusts the bed so my chest is supported, then pulls the leg rests apart, so I am exposed to the world. I place my arms behind my back, and I feel her slide the gloves over them, nearly up to my shoulders. The restraints are tightened, and I am secured fully to the bench. I cannot move. This makes me happy. "I have some more... well endowed friends coming over this evening. I will have to stretch you a little before they arrive. I couldn't have my precious little pet getting damaged." I quiver with excitement and lust. I do not want to wait, but I know I must. I will. "Remember, you may not cum until I give you permission. You will only cum for me." I hiss quietly in response. Of course. Why would I surrender my seed to anyone else?

I hear her move, and then I feel the cool lubricant. I shudder. I hear her chuckle. My cock is already hard and leaking, a fact that does not escape Mistress. I feel her hand squeeze it and my body tries to arch, but it his held fast by leather and metal. This just makes my arousal grow. "I know you're excited, but you really must be more patient. Ah well, it can't be helped I suppose. You really are far to sensitive for your own good." Her voice oozes into my mind like warm honey. My thoughts stop entirely when she speaks. I feel her reach for something, and then I feel the dildo enter me. I gasp into the muzzle and my body strains against its binds. It's the canine one. Not the biggest in Mistress' collection, but good for a 'cold' start. I wriggle and strain as Mistress begins to slowly thrust the dildo in and out of me. I feel lubricant dripping down my legs as she works me. There is a wet slurp as she pulls the dildo out. My breathing has quickened. Only Mistress knows how to work me into this state so quickly. Mistress knows my body better than I do. The second dildo is stretching my hole now. It is much bigger than the first. I recognise every bump, every ridge and every artificial vein. This one is the snake, one of Mistress' favourites. I can barely think now. It is hard to do anything but surrender to her tender touch. I am drooling quite profusely now. I feel it running out of the muzzle and down my neck. Mistress fucks me for longer this time. My toes curl and uncurl with each thrust of the synthetic cock.

"That should do for now." The thrusting stops, but Mistress does not remove the toy. She pushes it all the way up to its wide base and leaves it inside me. "Keep this in until one of the guests removes it. If you let it fall out, I will have to punish you." If only I could speak, I would assure her I will not fail. But I can't speak. She does not wish me to. So I do not. I feel myself clench around the toy, delighting in the wave of pleasure that runs through me. I sense her in front of me, and there is a clink. She takes a hold of my chin and I feel her push something through the small hole at the front of the muzzle. I open my lips as far as I can and allow the tube to be inserted. I suck on the tube and feel water fill my mouth. I must not drink too much. An accident would simply not do. But dehydration would be worse. The door closes and I am alone. I will not be alone for long. Besides, I have been held like this for far longer periods than a single evening. I find it comforting. I am safe here in this restrictive embrace. I relax my body. I know the restraints will hold me. The only sound in the room is my breath hissing through the muzzle. I let my mind go blank. It feels nice not to think. Everything becomes simple and easy. The same thing happens when Mistress is conditioning me. My mind becomes empty and quiet. I only hear her words, her commands. I don't know how long I am alone, but soon I hear other voices. The door opens and the voices become louder. I hear laughter and the clink of glasses. I hear the sounds of other harnesses and collars. I smell them. I smell other mistresses. Other masters. Others like me. I hear the ones like me being restrained. I hear Mistress speaking and laughing. Her laughter is more musical to me than any masterpiece by any of the great composers.

"I still find it amazing you only keep the one slave." Are they talking about me? "I don't need a harem. Besides, this one is so responsive and... malleable. I don't think I could ever find another like him." That was Mistress. I feel her hand stroke my back and I shiver under her touch. She is speaking about me to her acquaintances. To be praised in such a way by Mistress! I don't think I could feel more honoured than I do right now. More voices join the cacophony. It is hard to discern individuals now. The room is busy, and I can here the sounds of the others like me being played with. The real party has begun it seems. I hear Mistress, though I cannot make out what she is saying. Her voice grows closer and louder. "- of course you can! Tonight he is available for all to use, provided you like anal, of course." "Come now, how could a stunning queen like me resist an invitation this alluring?" I feel a hand on my buttocks. Presumably from the male who just spoke. I gasp as the dildo is slowly removed, and squirm as I feel more lube dribble out of me. "Well look at this! I do declare I am in heaven, my good lady." Mistress is laughing again. "Please feel free to breed him like one of your 'mares'. A good filling will do him good!"

I feel the male grip my hips. I am quivering in anticipation. I feel his member press against me. The tip is blunt and flat. I think this man is an equine. He does not hesitate, and I feel his thick member penetrate me. I moan loudly into the muzzle and he sighs and grunts. He pauses and then pulls back. I feel his grip tighten and then he pushes in again. I moan even louder this time as he impales me. His cock gets thicker towards the base and I feel his big, heavy balls press against mine. I cannot think anymore. My mind is awash with pleasure and my body shakes. My cock is dripping and throbbing, and I can do nothing about it. I cannot move and I cannot speak. My body burns with lust and I need him to fuck me! He pulls back and I feel him throb. His thrusts are short, but powerful. I rock in my restraints as his wonderful cock fills me. I can feel his precum running over my balls and down my thighs. He is just as horny as I am. My breathing is becoming ragged. He is fucking me expertly, his naked body pressing down on mine as he leans over me. I clench and spasm around his cock and he chuckles in my ear. I feel his wet tongue on the back of my neck and I moan again. The heat from his cock radiates through me and my toes curl with delight. "You love my thick, throbbing horsedick, don't you slut?" I moan and try to arch my back against him in response. He nibbles the back of my neck and plunges in deep. I jerk and my bonds creak. "Your mistress is pleasuring herself on one of my 'mares'. His tongue is filling her ass quite nicely. If only you could see it..."

His words tease me skilfully. I try to cry out, but all I produce is a strangled, gasping whimper. He laughs softly and his pace changes. He begins pulling his cock back so I am almost empty, before sliding it back. His entire length grinds against my prostate, back and forth. The pleasure is relentless. I suspect if I did not have Mistress' conditioning, this would not feel so good. But I do, and it does. His cock is pulsating inside me, and I can feel his flared tip locking inside me, preventing him from pulling all the way out. I am fine with this. I can feel his medial ring, every ridge and every throbbing vein. I want his cum inside me so bad. I want to feel him ejaculate inside me. I want to feel his thick cum ooze out of me. I feel him place a hand on the back of my neck. He lets me know he is the master. I am all too happy to submit to him, though I am afforded little choice. He grunts and thrusts hard. His cock almost bulges with his load and then his cum is pouring into me. I feel him shake against me, his balls pressed hard against mine. The thick cum is hot as he pumps it deep inside me. I would be cumming now, if it were not for Mistress' conditioning. I want to cum. I want to cum so bad. I want him to keep cumming. I never want him to stop. But sadly he does. I feel him slowly pulling out, leaving behind a substantial load. There is a wet pop as his cock leaves me, and I feel hot fluid gush out, liberally coating my arse and cock. I am left dazed and panting. I don't know how long he was fucking me for, but it felt like eternity. I managed to find the tube in my muzzle and drink some water. I have barely recovered when I feel more hands on my hips. I feel another naked body press itself into my back, and another thick cock slide inside me. All I can manage is a squeak as the second horse cock hilts itself inside me. "Forget that queen... this is how a real stallion fucks." I moan loudly at his words. I need more!

***

Mistress takes my blindfold off, and I open my eyes slowly. The light stings. I have not seen anything for hours. My body is covered in oil and cum. I have been filled to capacity, and a steady stream of cum oozes down my legs. The light in the room is cosy and subdued. As my vision clears, I finally lay eyes on my Mistress. Her scales glisten in the light. She is much taller than I am. Taller and broader than most. I like it. I love being dominated by things bigger than myself. She seats herself beside me and removes my muzzle, tossing it on the floor. She presses her body against mine. I can feel her powerful muscles moving like oiled snakes beneath her silken scales. Her oiled body slides against mine. We are lying on the same large couch, but she dominates me physically. I gasp as she rubs her hot, wet slit along the length of my cock. "Did you enjoy the party my adorable little pet?" It feels like an invisible barrier in my mind is removed. I am granted speech! "Of course Mistress." I reply. She smiles and I groan. Her tail is filling me. I can feel the copious amounts of cum oozing out of me. She reaches down between us and I feel her smearing the warm cum between our crotches. We are both covered in thick, white ooze. There is a wet slurp and she pulls her tail out of me. She raises it up in front of me. I know what to do. I inhale deeply. The powerful, musky scent of cum makes my head spin. Her tail tip presses against my lips and I let her slide it in. The taste of horse cum makes me moan around the tail. I love the way it slides down my throat.

The lewd squelching continues as Mistress grinds against me. "You've been such a good boy recently... I think you need a reward." My eyes widen and my mouth opens as Mistress' slick, hot folds close about my cock. I cry out and arch my back. Mistress easily pins me down. I submit to her size and dominance. She begins to slowly ride my cock. I am her plaything. I am her toy. Thick ropes of cum connect us as she glides up and down. Her tail plunges deep inside me. She smears oil and cum over her breasts, before leaning forwards. I happily begin licking and sucking her soft flesh clean. She moans and gasps, grabbing me around my head and neck, forcing my face against her tits. She rides me and uses me like a sex toy. I am a sex toy. For her I am anything. Anything she desires. "Only my pussy is good enough for your cock. You are mine. Your body is mine. Your mind is mine. Your cock is mine. Your cum is mine." Yes Mistress! I am yours! I will always be yours! Take me! Use me! I am your slave, your pet, your toy and your servant!

Mistress moans and I feel her walls clench around me. She moans and cums hard. Her body shakes on top of mine. She was left aroused by the party. Only I can satisfy her. She has made me this way. Her fingers in my mind control me and sculpt me. I am shaped to be her perfect toy. She sighs long and deep, sliding off me. My still hard cock slips out of her. It is wet and glistening. She looks down at me and smiles. I know what is coming now. She turns and mounts me in a sixty-nine position. Her slimy tail coils around my neck and head, forcing my face between her glorious cheeks. My tongue finds her ass and I start to lick. The powerful scent and taste of horse cum mixes with the scent and taste of my mistress. She sighs again and I feel her hand on my cock. Her pussy drips hot juices onto my chin, neck and chest. I push my tongue inside her tailhole. She moans. "Good boy." I shiver with delight. I am bound by her body. Her wonderful scent fills my nose. I do not resist her coiling tail, how it binds me and forces me under her. I tongue fuck her ass and she clenches around me. I feel her hot, slimy mouth close around my cock and I know my time is close. Her dextrous tongue wraps around my shaft and her head bobs up and down. I moan into her ass, and she shifts, pressing her soaking slit into my face. I lap at her greedily and my tongue finds her clitoris. My lips close around it and I begin to suckle. Her sex juices trickle over my face. My mind spins as her scent fills my head. She moans around my cock and cums again. Her tail squeezes me tightly. Her oversensitive pussy covers my face with her delicious fluids.

"Cum now." The command hits me like a truck. My body arches and my cock sinks into her mouth. My seed bursts forth. I cum and cum and cum. I have been pent up for so long. I have been fucked and fucked and fucked again. My arousal was so great that even after I had spent my cum, my orgasm continued. I squirmed and writhed for a full minute, before collapsing back onto the couch. Utterly spent. Mistress moved slowly, short of breath and panting like me. She pulled me on top of her, holding me close to her chest. Taking me by the chin, she pressed her mouth against mine, filling my mouth with my own seed. I gladly swallowed. She licks my sweaty forehead. "Good boy."

I am glad I am her slave.

I am her pet.

I am hers.