During my last "try out" session as a mare, I began to realize that being pampered and praised, admired even, made me feel valued and wanted. I no longer felt humiliation, as I sometimes did during the many gang bangs and training sessions I had endured.
I even liked the feel of the soft leather arse cheeks spreader that had been fitted on me. It was like a waist belt with just 2 straps attached to the belt and strategically placed to spread me out so that my hole could be clearly visible without anyone having to spread my arse cheeks.
The harness was also made of very soft leather and allowed the ones fucking me to pull me onto their cocks deeper or, by slacking off, give me a signal to pull slightly away from the impaling cock inside me. This way the stud would ride me, and I could obey his commands.
Of course, I heard plenty of voices commanding me to "wink" at them with my hole, which was well received.
Once I was penetrated, there was little need of any talking, which enhanced my stud's enjoyment as I was obeying the variations of his commands with the harness.
I was being ridden like a horse or put to stud like a mare and quite liked the feeling not only of obedience but also of power.
I was a great success and had served or had been studded by thirty men during my first session. After they had left, the three stable masters fucked me and gave me instructions on how to ride them and when and how to clench my internal muscles. The head stable master was the expert, and before he mounted me, he told me that I could cum when I was ready and that he would hold back until we both orgasmed at the same time.
It was one of the best internal orgasms I had ever received hands-free! He rode me until he could feel that I was about to go over the top, and I felt his powerful juices flood me at the same time I came and blanked out for a minute or so.
"Well my beauty, you will be a star, and a rising star at that," he said.
He told me that what I had experienced was an "assgasm", which was a new word to me. He continued to explain that special clients or wealthy ones would pay over the odds to have the mare orgasm at the same time as the stud, and that I would be told the word I had just learned before I was mounted. At first, it would be only once a session, but after I had perfected it, it would be more often.
I nodded compliantly.
I was taken off the table after being unstrapped, and the two soldiers who helped me prepare came in, and we went into the shower where they soaped me all over and kept feeling me up, as I was with them. Furthermore, I was to be douched out, but one of the lads asked if I minded if they fucked me first, to which I agreed, and they dried me, and the 3 of us got on the bed, me on my back with my head hanging over the edge of the bed so they could have access to both my holes. It made me feel like a proper slut, but I enjoyed the feeling. It didn't take too long for them to cum, and we were back in the shower, where I was flushed out four times and dried again.
Jean-Luc came in and looked worried.
"You have caused quite a stir, Rob," he started." The stable masters are so impressed with you, they will pay anything to have you, and the brothel owner is flying out to discuss with the consul about buying you outright without even considering the other bidders. The colonel agrees with this, but you would be better off going to the sheikh and his four sons, so I have prevailed on him to contact his highness and make him aware of this. The sheikh is also flying out with his sons now."
I was too tired to try and work out what was best but knew the decision would not be mine in any case.
"I see you still have the PA ring fitted, Rob. Please remember your promise to me to be the first to be fucked with you wearing it."
I just nodded and felt awful, not having been able to keep my promise.
"I'm exhausted, Jean-Luc. It would be better and nicer for you if you fucked me slowly and sensually, and then tomorrow I promise that I will fuck you." I said to him suggestively, and he agreed and started undressing. I lay back on my front and felt him lift me up and slide a pillow under me to prop me up. He knew I liked it this way, and soon I felt a warm tongue at my entrance. He was so good at rimming and was driving me into moans of ecstasy as he started tonguing me deeper. Furthermore, he took his time with me and continued rimming me for a good half hour, then I felt the mushroom bulb of his cock demanding entrance into my pleasure hole. We were actually making love, not just fucking, and he kept nuzzling my neck with his sensuous lips, and I turned towards him, and we kissed lovingly.
It was a leisurely fuck session that lasted over an hour, and I almost came again when I felt him close to cumming, whilst I squeezed every last drop of cum out of him when he finally flooded me.
We lay there getting our breath back and caressing each other. Jean-Luc started to explain his worries to me.
"This could cause a lot of trouble that such powerful people want to buy you. They will be coming early tomorrow, and the first to arrive will be the sheikh with his four sons. The brothel owner has six establishments, but only one stable club, which is in Zanzibar; his other places are scattered around the Far and Middle East. I have heard he wants to expand his stable clubs, and his stable masters were so impressed with you, he would pay anything to get you. The Sheikh wants you for personal use and sometimes as favours for his many friends and associates, but not on a commercial basis."
I was weighing up my options and also preferred the Sheikh option. We must have dozed off together when we were woken by a lot of noise outside the door; it sounded like the 2 lads outside would not let anyone in.
Jean-Claude got dressed quickly and went to the door, and a lot of talking was going on. I decided to jump in the shower so no one would guess what we had been up to, which was a good move. When I got out, there was a retinue of Arabs talking to Jean Luc, who was trying to calm them. He explained that I had been used by the stable masters and could not be presented to the sheikh until I was fully cleansed and prepared. So it was the sheikh and his sons who got there first, I thought. I continued to cleanse the cum out of me, and once done, gave myself a good lubing up in preparation. I dried myself and thought I might lie on the stable bench so they could decide how they wanted me.
Two swarthy Arab men came in carrying all kinds of fetish-type gear and toys and some beautiful-looking see-through garments, mainly pink, white, and red, as well as some leather gear and different bottles of oil. They asked me to stand up and started oiling me sensually all over my tanned body. Murmuring what sounded like compliments and paying attention to my nipples and cock and balls, they seemed amazed at how I reacted to their attention with shivers and groans and the pre-cum at the tip of my cock. They tasted it and approved, nodding and smiling.
I was told to bend over the bench and spread my legs out, and I felt probing fingers in my anus, which were gentle but insistent. Soon two fingers were inside me, so I thought I would clench my now expert anal muscles, which gave them a pleasant surprise.
The fingering went on for a while, and I was enjoying it, then a tall, good-looking man came in and spoke rapidly in Arabic, and my two assistants left the room.
He spoke to me very softly while caressing me all the time and explained who he was.
"I am Sheikh Muhammad, and I'm here to see if you might be suitable as my new play toy for my harem, for me and my sons. I have heard a lot about you and am impressed by what I see so far. My sons will come in individually and try you out, then it will be my turn. To please them in the ways of the flesh, you should do what they say. As he was caressing me with one hand, he was testing my mouth and pleasure hole with the other, and I was responding accordingly, my body and mind writhing at his touch.
"You will be tried out in many positions and wear whatever my sons order you. I hope you will impress us all."
He left me there, and after a few minutes a very attractive-looking guy came in and smiled at me. He introduced himself as Prince Khaled and said he was twenty-two, and had only ever had man sex. Furthermore, he was in favour of stable sex, as he loved watching his father's horses being mounted, and he very much wanted to mount me. " You may do with me whatever pleases you, master." I replied.
With that, he put the arse spreader round my waist and ordered me to "wink" my hole at him. He adjusted the straps under my cheeks so he could see better and kept telling me to wink. He seemed very satisfied, and the bridle was put in my mouth, and the calf muscles of my legs were firmly strapped. Not only that, but he must have done this before, I thought. I heard him undress and felt a fairly large cock sliding into me without preliminaries. Then he started riding me, varying the intensity of his thrusts and using the reins of the bridle to ride me properly. He was moaning a lot as I also met his deep thrusts or pulled back according to his commands via the bridle. I was also moaning with pleasure, which seemed to encourage him.
Feeling him getting ready to flood me, I started to clench my muscles around the thrusts of his cock as he rammed me harder and matched his groans and moans as he got closer to filling me up.
Being young, he only lasted about 30 minutes, but I was rewarded by at least 8 massive squirts of his cum. He stayed inside me until his hard-on reduced and slowly pulled out of me, trying to catch his breath. I could feel his considerable juices running down my thighs. He came in front of me at the other end, removed the bridle, and offered up his cock for a good tongue bathing and cleaning.
To be continued...
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