I woke up felling a bit strange and my head ached, and I remembered a hang over I had once before from a drinking session with my two mates, who were somewhere around here, I hope they were doing well.
The master ordered breakfast for us with a big pot of coffee, and we sat cross-legged on a thick carpet.
The master started talking to me ."I have ordered a fuck bench to be brought in so you can get used to being fucked the way you will be for your first few weeks at the stable brothel, after your selection you will be moved up to only private clients, but two weeks as a brothel mare is compulsory, even for a stud like you."
"I understand, master, and assure you that I will make you proud of me and I will not let you down." I answered with sincerity.
There was a polite knock on the door and the master shouted enter. Tho slave boys were, struggling with a fuck bench which looked like a kind of Gym horse, another slave followed behind with all kinds of straps and Velcro restraints which I was used to and also some sort of bridle. The slaves then went out.
The master ordered me on the bench, there were small platforms either side of the rounded top part, obviously to be able to kneel on, there were rings just next to the sides which I hadn't noticed I knew what they were for which was soon proved when the master selected two straps and strapped my thighs down after I had kneeled in position and laid flat over the bench, a strap was placed round my torso and my arms were also strapped to the sides, It felt comfortable but very degrading. I felt the master applying the thick lube with an applicator and knew I was in for a hard session, he caressed my back when he had finished lubing me up. "You will do well my precious one, and I am happy to be the one to break you in, once I have finished using you some other slave will have you, They are being rewarded for good service and behaviour and I wish now that I had not promised them to you, but my word is my bond, they will be told to respect you with respect under pain of death."
I sobbed quietly, and I felt his cock gently start to penetrate me, he had also placed the bridle on me, so I bit down on the rubber cross member which went in my mouth and the straps were strapped to my head, two straps were at my side now so whoever was riding me could pull me into them.
The master was gentle at first, but he seemed to get carried away and kept pulling on the harness which was making my mouth sore, I tried to ask him to stop and untie the straps on my thighs so I could rock back onto him as I could not gain any momentum to push back on to him, but kept trying. Finally, he came deep inside me and he was exhausted. He took the bridle off me and was getting his breath back.
I asked him for permission to speak, which he nodded in acceptance.
"Master, I do not wish to appear ungrateful, buy may I offer a suggestion ?." "Speak" he said.
"I realise that I am but a novice, but it would be far better for you and more enjoyable for you as well as I would be able to thrust back onto you, and you might not have to use the bridle too much."
He glared at me and I thought I had gone too far. He thought about it and he said that he would watch my next rutting, but without my legs being strapped down. I nodded meekly.
He picked up the phone and ordered the next slave to come in. It was one of the guards, and he was surprised that the master would watch, one of the nurses came in with him and asked the master if I should be flushed out, the master was not amused, "you think that a common guard would take offence to have to enter the used hole of a slave while royal seed had been recently deposited in it ?"
The nurse was terrified, thinking the master was insulted, apologised profusely and ordered the guard to undress, which he did immediately. "You will stay until all the others have finished with the slave and observe, then you may use him, only after will he be flushed out to prepare for his transportation to the stable brothel." the nurse bowed deeply.
The guard was well-endowed but entered me with ease. As he started to speed up and increase his depth into me, I was pushing back and gripping his pounding cock, it did not take long for him to explode in me, and he pulled out quickly and pulled on his shorts without cleaning himself up, I felt the accumulated cum running down my thighs. The master came up to me and gently patted me on the back and said he would see me before I left. To me, it seemed like an approbation of my last suggestion. "Do not strap the slave's legs to the horse and remember that the bridle must not be pulled tight, the slave has enough experience to know what to do." They both acquiesced to the master by a very deep salaam to him, and he left.
The nurse called the next one in, who was a well-endowed black slave.
He mounted me quickly and only lasted about 15 minutes inside me.
One after another, a new one was brought in and were dispatched with ease. It took 2 hours altogether for eight of them to receive their reward. A huge pool of cum was now on the floor behind me. The nurse called a cleaner slave in to clean it up and wipe me down. "I can take you and flush you out and the master would never know, would you like that/" he asked in a whisper, I whispered back that it would not be a good idea as there were cameras everywhere, and he must do the master's bidding to the word, if he valued keeping his head on his shoulders.
He seemed horrified and came behind me and lifted his robe up and slid his cock into my now sloppy hole. He only lasted a bit longer than the others, but I think he was more worried about his head! I managed to milk him dry with my muscles, and he couldn't get me into the bathroom quick enough.
I was flushed out about 5 times, it felt good to be clean of all that spunk which had been dumped inside me. I was dried, and my curly blond hair arranged, then oiled lightly and was dressed in a white transparent pair of harem pants. I looked in the mirror and though I looked stunning. I was told to wait for the master, as my plane was ready and would be airborne in less than 30 minutes.
So I slipped on a petite also transparent pinkish open vest which showed my emerald Jewell and also my diamond nipple ornaments, a small turban was wrapped around for effect as well, now I did look stunning, I thought.
The master came in as I was gazing at myself in the mirror, and he gasped when I turned around.
God be blessed, but you look like a million dollars! He exclaimed, then laughed and said, forgive me, like forty million dollars!. He came and embraced me, which I returned the same embrace.
"I have sent strict instructions that you are not to be strapped down on the fuck bench under any circumstances and that you must phone me every other day at a given time so that the slightest problem van be reported directly to me. Go, my favoured one and shine like the bright star that you are." And he left.
Two guards and the two nurses accompanied me to the steps of the plane and the nurse who was the last to have fucked me came and embraced me with great respect, the other 3 gave their most respected salaams to me and I climbed up the steps into the Lear jet.
My new experience and adventure was to begin finally.
I was greeted on the plane by my personal groom, who would be my companion at all times. We chatted about how I came to be there, and I was frank with my answers to him, as he was when he answered my questions on how the stable brothel was run.
"You will enter at the higher echelon of the stables and will only be presented to the high class of our clients, but you will be used probably by 10 clients a day over a 24-hour period, so you
it could be morning, afternoon or very late.
The first two weeks will be like a testing ground for you and also to see how the clients react to you, we are all very excited and so are the clients, so much so that there has been an auction to secure a visit to you over the two-week period and have been a huge success for the investors, all the tickets have been sold, and the investors hope that you would also be serviced by the investors, but only if you feel up to it, the flight will take about 3 hours, so please feel free to take a nap if you like.
So I thanked him and settled down for a well-deserved rest.
I must have slept for 2 and a half hours as the groom woke me up to say that they would be landing in thirty minutes, he brought me coffee and juice and some hot croissants which I hungerly tucked into.
I liked the feel of the silk against my skin and was supporting a hard on, which was obvious, especially when I got up to use the toilet. The groom commented how see through the pants were and said that They complimented my body and there were dozens of pairs waiting for me at the club, I felt happy about this. As we started to descend, I got back in my seat and buckled up. The plane landed smoothly, and the heat hit me as the doors of the plane opened, and we walked down the steps, there were four armed guards waiting to escort us into a huge limo, and we drove off with 2 front and 2 rear police bikes escorts. After speeding through a small but tidy village, we went into a modern, built up city for about ten minutes until we reached a large building. This was obviously the stable club and two guards escorted me and the groom up the steps at the top of the steps we were met by two swarthy and well-dressed men who gave me a very respectful salaam, which I returned in kind.
We were led through a series of corridors and into a big room which was to be my quarters. It had a sauna and jacuzzi and a huge bathroom. A beautiful little slave boy bowed to me and kissed my feet, and the groom explained that he was to be my personal slave who would attend to my needs and wishes at all times. He had a beautiful, engaging smile.
"Favoured one, this is Bedwi your personal slave if he displeases you at any time we humbly ask you to report this to us directly" Said the manager, I thanked him and they both bowed and left. The groom told me he was going to the office to find out what bookings were for me, and that I was free to relax and have the slave bath me.
Bedwi took off the few clothes I was wearing and looked amazed at my body. He had run a warm bath full of sweet-smelling oils and started to bathe me gently.
I relaxed as his small but strong hands started massaging my shoulders, he was excellent. Then he took a soft natural sponge and started sponging me all over and asked me to lay in the water on my front so he could sponge between my cheeks, he did this very sensually and I felt my cock starting to rise. After paying attention to my front, he exclaimed presently at my cock and started sponging it too. Then he asked me to get out of the bath so he could dry me, once this was done he gestured for me to get on the massage table and I felt him spread my legs apart to check for any hairs, which there were none as I had been permanently depleted he rolled me onto my front and carried out the same inspection and looked disappointed at not finding any hairs at all, so he started massaging fragrant oils into my skin. After that, I felt the thick lubricant being inserted into me with an applicator, and any excess around my hole was wiped away.
The groom came in and announced that my first client had been booked in an hour's time and the time was now 6 pm each client had an hour with me then the next one was booked for 7.30 pm as Half an hour was needed to be cleaned up. Et 9pm the next one, 10.30 the next and midnight the last, so 4 clients in all to start off with.
The groom started to lay out some sexy looking clothing for me, first client a shiny small leather brief with a shiny leather gilet, second one the same but in shiny red, 3rd Long clingy shiny black leather boots with a black leather harness, no briefs. Last one lacy black knickers with suspender belt, black stockings and no top.
He started talking to me,"you will present yourself in presentation mode then display mode and then do whatever the client bids you. At the end of the hour I will knock on the door and collect you, you may take some poppers with you which you can handle yourself, there is a small shelf on the horse and the client will put a bridle on you if he wishes or a belly strap or both, you are, of course, required to obey all commands given."
I was dressed in the first out fit and thought it looked very sexy, the leather had some stretch in it and even when my cock swelled the leather pants contained it.
I was shiny all over and felt good and also excited.
The groom led me close by to a room which was luxurious in every way the pommel horse was the centrepiece with arrays of racks and all kinds of horse tack hung up.
The lighting was a bit dim but effective, I was told to stand at the presentation stance and wait for the client to enter." You need not worry about some of the implements, they are not allowed to be used on you, such as whips and crops and the leg straps," Said the groom. I nodded, and he left and closed the door, I was starting to breathe faster. The door opened, and a tall dark man came in, he had a friendly smiled at me and came up and felt me all over, he felt my not inconsiderable bulge and smiled and felt my shiny leather pants and I felt him peel them off me sensually. He commanded me into the display position and I obliged and duly parted my cheeks with my hands, his hands were roving all over me and I felt a finger start to slide into me, I moaned softly and pushed back on the invading finger, I had been well lubed. He went in deeper, and I started to grip his finger.
He murmured some encouragement. I was expecting more fingers, but he pulled out and came to the front of me to lick his finger clean, which I did then sucked it provocatively, He removed my gilet and played with my diamond incrusted nipples and I groaned softly.
He then removed his robe and gestured me to kneel on the pommel horse and lay flat on my chest. I leaned over and found the poppers on the shelf and opened the top, I felt him come behind me his cock present to my fuck hole and then felt him slide in slowly, that is when I took a hit of poppers and my mind exploded, this was strong stuff!
The feeling of him getting inside me and the effect of the hit made me want to really grip and push back, so I did and got some very genuine moans and groans out of him, he was trying to slow down so I took the hint to go slow, and we settled into a nice slow rhythm and I then started rotating my hips, which drove him wild.
This went on for a while, and then he pulled out of me, I was surprised, but he put the bridle over my head and I gripped the rubber grip in my mouth while he fastened the straps behind my head, I then felt the belly strap being slipped under me. I felt the cock gaining access inside me again, and then he really started pounding me, one hand on the strap and one on the bridle, and he was fucking and rattling me like a rag doll, I tried to keep up with his thrusts, but it was difficult, so I took a huge hit of poppers and let him control the fuck, whilst I tried to grip him as best I could as he bottomed out on me, this gave him a good ride and I just went into a daze and imagined it was really a mare being fucked.
Keeping that image in my mind I went with the flow and I could tell he was enjoying fucking me, time must have flown as I could feel his cock start to engorge and knew he was about to cum inside me, so I gripped him with rapid spasms and was rewarded with a huge load of at lease 6 spurts.
He lay on top of my back and was gasping to get his breath back so I let him calm down ,still giving him little grips with my muscles while I felt him go down. Then he slipped out of me and came to my front, I knew what he wanted so opened my mouth, or tried to, but the bridle prevented that, so he laughed and unbuckled the thing and I licked him and sucked him clean.
I felt his spunk running down my legs, something, and was beginning to enjoy the feel of instead of feeling ashamed.
I was going to be a long night.
To be continued
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