Sorry, Just sorry.
Moans echoed in the room, like beasts of burden trying to achieve their work in the hot sun of pleasure. his puppy batter filled balls slapped against her rump, sounding like the thwack of a ping pong balls being swatted around.
Drop by Drop
They were simple beasts of burden with a draconic twist. the dragon horses did, however, sense movement in the bushes and trees beyond the pond side.
Burdens of Divinity - Prologue
One, was the beasts of burden they bred there- something between a work horse and a mountain goat, strong and docile but surefooted and hardy. the other, was the temple of aurenai, the home to a great divine dragon... and her son.
Dryad's Power
They would be nothing more than beasts of burden to serve her in the future, their grunts and groans bellowing in lowing moos, echoing forth across the land.
'Taurs
Said that he could give his dragon-taur beast of burden something to make it help her. she remembered asking why he couldn't just make a potion for her directly. she didn't remember the exact answer, save for that it just couldn't be done that way. jerk.
A Midwinter Promise
He whispered about how he wanted to make me his farm's beast of burden, naked except for a leather harness, and hitch me to a plow, and use a switch to make me pull the plow while he manned it, watching my ass from behind.
Grabbing Life by the Reins
A month of crawling on all fours, of being tugged around by the bit and reins, of being ridden around like a common beast of burden, and xerneas was at his wit's end. he was xerneas, the god of life!
An Arrangement Between Riders
It had been far too long since he’d seen that properly, since any human had looked at him as anything but a beast of burden. this was what he deserved. [i]this[/i] was what he really needed as a dragon.
Pleasure Island Cosplay Convention (Donkey TF)
A couple attending a cosplay convention are blissfully unaware as they start to transform into sexy beasts of burden "wanna grab a drink? i bet you're dying in that thing!"
A Feral Lust Brighter than Coin
Can he accept the warm, surprising truth that his ferals might not be the instinct-driven beasts of burden he initially believed?
For a Few Minutes of Pleasure...
Looking around the room revealed far fewer donkey dicks on beasts of burden that had all been cis men prior. it seemed the curse of pleasure island did not limit itself to stealing away one's species.
Bovine Parents (Ch. 8)
As if its returning residents were their own beasts of burden... \* \* \* tommy sat quietly by his bedside in the slant-roofed antechamber he now called his bedroom. a schoolbook of world history in his palms.