In this position, she was bent over at the waist, her hands and feet firmly tied so she couldn't move. She didn't realize what he was trying to do until he reached between her legs and began to stroke her pussy, drawing fluid out of her despite herself. Then he took a jar and smeared a scoop of slippery substance over her hole.

Then it hit her. "NO!" she screamed, jerking at the ties, moving her ass around, trying to get away. She felt a stinging on her already tender ass as he whipped her with a cat-o-nine tails he pulled from one wall. She sobbed and quit moving. He left the stall and she could see him just outside, peering in between the slats. A small video camera appeared in one hand. He zoomed in on her torment, grinning as he lined up the shot.

This man is sick, she thought, as she heard Thor approach her. The animal sniffed her crotch and made an odd sound. The horse reared up suddenly and placed his front legs on the pommel horse, just above her head. She bent down so she could look between her legs and what she saw terrified her. Thor's cock was semi-erect - and huge. It stuck out a good 15 inches or more from the sheath and was rising to meet her wet pussy. She tried to wiggle her ass out of the way, but the horse reached down and bit her on the shoulder, causing her to cry out. The tip of his enormous tool zeroed in on her and she desperately moved again, only to get another painful bite from Thor.

She could hear the whirring of the camera and knew that the man was getting a big kick out of her predicament. Three times, four times, she managed to dodge Thor, only to suffer more abuse from the beast. Her shoulder ached - she knew she couldn't take any more bites from this powerful animal, so she gave up and didn't move the next time his cock touched her. The slippery goo made it easy for Thor's penis to slip into her despite his size and he began thrusting hard, back and forth. More and more of his cock was pushed into her and all she could do was hold on tight to the wooden pegs in front of her as her vaginal walls were forced to the breaking point.

At first, all she felt was pain and she tried to endure it. But after a few minutes, she was surprised to discover that her pussy had stretched out enough so that it was no longer sore. Within minutes, she felt that same tingle that Turk had caused in her clitoris. She looked down between her legs and watched, fascinated, as most of Thor's huge cock disappeared into her shaved cunt.

She looked away and tried to imagine that she was being fucked by a well-endowed man, so she could get into the feeling of the moment. She found that if she lowered her head, his cock went into her more easily and it brought her clit more into play. Soon she was gasping, feeling the cock stroke back and forth against her most tender spot. Her orgasm was building, building...

Suddenly, Thor came, thrusting hard up into her womb, causing a blinding flash throughout her body as all her circuits shorted out from the power of her orgasm. Her womb was flooded with horse sperm, which ran out around his softening cock and puddled onto the floor. Thor pulled off of her almost immediately and went to the far end of the stall, ignoring her. It took several minutes, however, for the girl to recover. Throughout, she could hear the video camera capturing every moment of her torture that flowed into her slutty release.

Finally, the man came in and unhooked her from the apparatus, refastened the dog leash and led her out. She was too exhausted to do more than stagger along behind him, her legs bowed out from her body. Her vagina ached. More of the horse's fluid ran down her sweaty, dirty legs. He pulled her arms behind her and refastened the rings.

"I think Thor likes you, Slut" he said as he brought her back down the stairs to her dungeon before unhooking her. "Now, if you'd like to get cleaned up, I'll bring you some food."

She could barely drag herself to the shower, but wanted to wash away every trace of the horse. She was ashamed of herself for coming, especially such a powerful orgasm. He's training me to be a real slut, she thought. Afterwards, fearful of another beating, she dutifully shaved the stubble from her mound and alongside both nether lips, wincing at the soreness.

He came in a few minutes later with food, as promised - a sandwich, some potato salad and an iced tea. He set it down on a small table and indicated she should sit on one of the two chairs. She did, then winced as her tender privates touched the seat. He sat across from her and watched as she ate ravenously, finishing everything in minutes. The iced tea tasted a little funny, as it apparently was made with the well water.

"You're doing very well," he said, conversationally, as if he hadn't been torturing her for two days. Janet just looked at him as if she was looking at a bug.

"Position Three!" he barked and the girl just stared at him. He couldn't possibly expect to have sex with her now! Her cunt was still gaping open and sore.

"Please--" she began and stopped immediately when the riding crop slapped against her breasts. Meekly, she got into position between the posts and let him tie her ankles to each side. He pulled her ass down until it was hanging over the edge of the bed, then went up and clipped leads from the headboard to both wrists. She was trapped, legs spread and waiting.

She realized then that the man liked to fuck her after one of his animals had. For some reason that turned him on. It was a very strange fetish, she thought, yet it excited her a little as well, for reasons she couldn't fathom. He unzipped himself and brought out his large cock, pointing it at her cleft. Her cunt ached at first when he entered her, but after he began sliding his cock back and forth against her clit, she found it more pleasurable than she could have imagined. How could this be? How could she enjoy sex so much under these terrible conditions? She watched, fascinated, as Master thrust into her repeatedly, causing the buzzing in her vagina to grow.

The man came suddenly, unleashing her own orgasm. She felt weak.

He came around to her head, his softening cock dangling from his jeans. "Clean me," he said and she knew she didn't dare refuse, tied up as she was. As he leaned over her face, she took him in her mouth. The mixture of fluids didn't cause her to gag this time, she noticed, almost glad because she was in the wrong position to throw up.

Turk came over and began to lick her cunt. It tickled and she tried to squirm away, but there was nothing she could do. She lay there as the dog licked her cunt, she licked Sir's cock and tried to ignore the heat stirring within her. The dog suddenly jumped up on the bed and placed his back legs on the edge. She could see his penis was hard, hovering over her defenseless cunt. With one quick stroke, he was in her. She could picture herself from afar, lying there tied up while a dog fucked her at one end while she pleasured a man at the other. She closed her eyes and let the strange feelings within her build. She couldn't believe it, but she was enjoying the sensation of having her clit stimulated while she tongued the man's cock. The dog suddenly spasmed, triggering another small orgasm.

Sir and the dog abandoned her. "I'll see you later, Slut," he said, and left, leaving her tied up, spread-eagle, the sperm from the man, the dog and the horse still leaking from her body. Janet cried herself to sleep, ashamed at the way she was behaving.

She awoke much later to find the man untying her and letting her move her aching legs together. She scooted up onto the bed and was about to crawl under the covers when she remembered his edict that she remain nude before him at all times. So she waited, to see what his orders might be. He just looked at her for a long minute, then without a word, he left. She waited until she was sure he was gone, then got up to empty her bladder. When the stream flowed across her cunt lips, she cried out. Wiping herself gingerly, she flushed, had another sip of water from the jug and crawled back into bed.

Chapter 3

The next day, it was Turk's turn again. Her cunt still hadn't fully recovered and now she doubted if it every would. Not as long as he kept forcing himself and his animals on her. She wondered how many other twisted pets he kept around. What's next - llama fucking?

Down on her knees in Position Five, she looked back to see Turk sniffing her crotch before mounting her. Her cunt was still stretched, so it was easy for him to work his large penis into her. She closed her eyes and tried to push all thoughts of what was happening out of her mind. That allowed that animalistic, pleasurable feeling to came over her and she found herself pushing back against him, her clitoris on fire. When he came, she did too. She wondered why she was becoming such a slut, enjoying depravities that would have sickened her just a few days ago.

"Position Two," the man said, and Janet got up obediently and lay on the bed, face up, holding her knees up and apart. Her clit hadn't been totally satisfied, so she was almost glad to let the man climb up on her and thrust himself into her. She let him ride her, abandoning herself to the feeling until he came and she came again as well.

"Clean me up, Slut," he demanded, leaning back, and she jumped to take his flaccid cock into her mouth and sucked the juices from it. When she was done, he pulled her upright and told her it was time for exercise.

"But first," he said, "I'll bet you're thirsty." He fetched another ladle of water. Gratefully, she drank it. I'm getting used to well water, she thought. She felt somewhat flushed.

Again, she was led out to the cart and again, she pulled it around the circuit. She felt slightly stronger today, and managed to get the cart almost all the way around the smallest circuit before collapsing. Janet felt the urge to urinate, just like before, so she gave into it, voiding her bladder onto the dust. He made no mention of it - he simply unhooked her and led her inside. He didn't clean her off. The dust, sweat and pee was thick on her legs and ass.

"Want to see Thor today?"

Janet didn't know how to answer that. On one hand, she was repulsed by the very idea, but another part of her really wanted to feel that horse cock in her again, though she dared not admit it, even to herself. She opened her mouth to speak, but couldn't get the words out.

"Well, let's let Thor decide, hum?" He opened the gate and Thor rushed up to her and began licking her face and breasts, clearly enjoying the sweaty taste. "I think he wants you, don't you?" Still she couldn't answer, as she was relishing the scratchy tongue across her damp breasts. She felt her cunt expand and juices begin to flow freely from it.

She allowed herself to be fastened to the pommel horse without resistance and waited expectantly for Thor to mount her. She suddenly realized that the man hadn't coated her pussy with lubricant. She almost cried out to him, but then she felt Thor's cock bump against her naked wide-open cleft and realized she was slippery with her own juice. What was happening to her?

Thor started his thrusts and the girl bent over low to bring her clit into contact with his huge cock. Her cunt seemed to easily accept him today, perhaps she only needed one session to be fully stretched out. She looked between her legs and saw that just about all of his 15-inch cock was disappearing into her, without pain. In fact, it felt better than anything she had experienced in her life. She watched, fascinated, as the horse's sheath slapped up against her completely full cunt, then pulled away to reveal his beautiful, hard cock, glistening with her fluid. Janet found herself wondering what his spunk tasted like and thought maybe after he was finished, she could sneak a taste without the man noticing. She was embarrassed to admit that she had sunk so low.

Too soon, the stallion whinnied and thrust hard against her, flooding her with what seemed like a pint of sperm. It flowed around his cock and ran down her legs, leaving trails along her dust-caked legs. She pulled at her bonds, trying to reach it before it was wasted. She noticed then that the strap on her left wrist had only been loosely tied. Janet realized that she had been so eager to have Thor's cock that she didn't watch Master tie her to the apparatus.

Quickly, she pulled her left hand free and reached down to capture some of the sperm before it all ran out. As Janet was bringing it to her lips, she heard the man say, "Slave," and she turned, her hand up to her mouth, to see the man filming her debauchery. "Smear it on your face," he said, and she did so, enjoying the stickiness and the spunky taste of the fluid. "You'd like some more horse cock, wouldn't you?"

She could only nod dumbly. Leaving the video camera on a tripod, focused on her glazed, cum-covered face, the man came into the stall and led the now-docile Thor out. A few minutes later, he returned with a chestnut stallion, who already had his large cock partially out of his sheath. "This is Challenger," he said.

He tied the horse up to the far wall for a moment and came over and unfastened all of her restraints, even the chain holding her head down. "Watch your head when he climbs up, I wouldn't want you to get clipped by a hoof."

For a moment she was frozen, torn between her building desire for another large cock and her innate feeling of modesty, shocked that she would just stand here and let this happen. By untying her, the man seemed to be giving her the decision. She stood there, leaning against the pommel horse, dirty, naked and sweaty, trying to decide if this is the moment she tries to escape or if she should let her gnawing desire have its way.

Janet's dilemma was answered by Challenger, who reared up onto the pommel horse, forcing the girl to duck quickly. She braced herself against the pegs and hung on, her ass hanging out for the horse, her cunt gaping open to receive him. She watched between her legs as he slipped his enormous cock into her pussy, which seemed to have all of her attention right now. She matched his thrusts, grinding her hips against him as he pushed forward.

"Fuck!" the word burst out of her. "Fuck me! Fuck me! God, it feels good!" As the horse increased his thrusts, she became inarticulate, her entire being focused on her cunt and the feeling that was spreading throughout her body. She came moments before the horse did, screaming and crying with the orgasm, barely able to hang onto the supports as Challenger came, more spunk splashing inside her.

This time, she couldn't help herself, she pulled free and spun around to lick the end of his huge cock, slurping up the sticky juices before the horse pulled away. She swallowed as another squirt of the copious fluid splashed into her mouth and ran down her face. Finally, she squatted on the floor underneath him, her legs splayed apart, her mouth open, horse spunk flowing freely from both orifices. She didn't care that Master was capturing her debasement on video. She even smiled for the camera, white cream drooling from her mouth.

"Come on," the man said at last. "I'll bet you'd like something to eat."

Janet was famished, so she followed the man meekly back to her cell. It wasn't until she was inside that she realized he hadn't chained her - she had just walked along behind him, Turk at her side for control.

Once inside, he asked her if she wanted to get cleaned up first, or have lunch. She was very hungry, but she also realized that she didn't mind the stinky sweatiness of her body covered with horse cum. She really didn't want to wash it off right now. "Lunch," she said, and sat down on the straight-backed chair, enjoying the feel of the fluids still leaking from her open cunt and dribbling down over her breasts. The man brought lunch, similar to yesterday's menu, and the girl inhaled it again. This time, the iced tea tasted just fine.

Chapter 4

"Do you know how to do Kegel exercises?" Master asked suddenly. She looked at him, confused for a minute, then remembered that that was something her girlfriend had once told her about. It was a way for women who had had children to tighten up their cunts, she remembered. They had giggled about it, because it seemed so unnecessary for girls their age. She nodded at the man. "That's what women do after babies, right?"

"Not just then. It's a good exercise to do to keep your pussy tight. I'd like you to start doing them regularly so you won't get all stretched out." He dropped a booklet on the table. She could read the headline: "Kegel Exercises: 10 Minutes a Day to Good Sexual Health."

Afterwards, he got up to leave and the girl found herself eyeing Turk. There was a funny feeling inside her, like an itch she couldn't scratch and she wasn't sure what to do about it. The man caught her look. "Would you like me to leave Turk with you, Slut?" She looked at him guiltily and found herself nodding. Why am I being like this? I'm a nice girl!

The man ordered Turk to stay and he seemed more than happy to accommodate his master. Once the door closed, the dog approached her, growling softly under his breath. Immediately, she got down on all fours, her ass toward him, and he stopped growling and mounted her.

Because she had just been fucked by two horses, her cunt wasn't able to grab Turk's much-smaller cock, frustrating the dog. He pounded away at her, and she could feel his cock flopping around in her gaping hole. Even his knot slipped in and out rather easily. Turk began to growl again and the girl didn't know what to do to please him. When he pulled out for a minute, as if trying to find a new position, she turned around and grabbed his rock-hard cock in her hand and pulled her mouth to it. At first, Turk growled angrily, but then he apparently noticed how much tighter the woman's mouth was than her cunt, so he put his forefeet up on her back and let her suck away at him.

Janet was shocked that she had done such a thing. Here I am, she thought, sucking a dog's cock because I couldn't satisfy him with my cunt! Now she knew why the man had suggested Kegel exercises. She would have to do them, she knew. She sucked expertly at his cock until he spasmed, filling her mouth with his spunk. It tasted just fine, she discovered. She swallowed it eagerly.

Afterwards, she lay on the edge of the bed, her dirty legs splayed wide, while the dog licked her clean. God, that felt good. She was beginning to get those familiar stirrings within her when she looked down and saw Turk had gotten hard again.

"Good god, Turk, you're insatiable," she told him, but secretly she was glad he could recover so quickly. Turk tried to climb up on her, but she was too high, so the girl scooted up onto the bed and encouraged him to follow her. He jumped up and squatted down between her legs, thrusting at her naked pussy, his lolling tongue just inches away from her face. His breath wasn't the greatest, but Janet didn't mind as long as he tried to satisfy her itch. From this angle, her cunt seemed to accept him a little more tightly. He fucked her and fucked her, the emotions building within her until they both exploded in orgasms. His watery fluid ran out of her cleft onto the sheets, which were now smeared with dirt.

The dog jumped down then and went over to the counter where the water jug was stored and whined. "OK, OK," she said, "I'm a little thirsty too." She ladled him a drink and took one herself. Finally she felt sated. She decided to take a shower.

No, she corrected herself. First I should do my Kegel exercises. She read the pamphlet and followed the instructions. She realized she must look quite a sight, naked, filthy, squatting down and tightening up her cunt muscles, while being watched by a horny dog. After about 20 minutes, she realized she was getting horny again. Janet glanced at the dog and saw his penis harden and peek out of his sheath. "Oh, my god," she said, "How is this possible?" Then she looked over at the water jug, realization dawning. "He's slipping me a mickey of some sort!"

Every time she had a drink, she'd get uncontrollably sexually aroused. The dog too. She wondered if the horses are getting the same stuff. Probably so. And what could she do about it - she had to have water. If she refused, she'd be dead within days.

By now she couldn't ignore the Need, as she had come to think of it. Turk began growling as well, so she dropped down on her knees, her ass toward him and let him mount her for the third time in less than an hour.

Here she was, sweaty from exercise, sticky with horse and dog cum and enjoying sex with an animal all over again. She felt his cock thrust into her again and again and did her Kegel exercises around his firm penis to accentuate the pleasure for both of them. The thoughts of a shower were forgotten as she let the dog fuck her twice more before Master came to retrieve him more than an hour later.

"Position One," he said when he entered, and the girl went gratefully to the bed and thrust her ass at him. He dropped his pants and entered her quickly. She was so loose and lubricated, his large cock also had trouble filling her cavern. She tightened her muscles around him and let him pump her until the friction built within both of them. It still wasn't enough for her - she reached back and began rubbing her clitoris. When he came with a bellow, she followed suit, her seventh or eighth orgasm of the day - she had lost count.

"You need to shower, Slut," was all he said as he zipped up and left with Turk. As Janet crawled to the shower stall, a thought struck her. She knew if she only drank the water he provided, she would be too horny to ever escape. She wondered if the man had affected the shower or sink water. Probably not. She decided to drink only from those faucets for awhile, to see if she could regain her senses.

After her shower, the girl went to bed and fell instantly asleep. In the morning, she took another shower, not because she felt particularly dirty, but because she wanted to test her theory. She drank her fill from the showerhead, then waited expectantly for her dungeon-master to appear. She felt oddly unsettled. Her cunt ached, as she would expect it to, but she couldn't tell if she was still horny or if the drug had worn off. It was probably too early to tell.

She endured another session with the cart, and the man seemed to enjoy flicking the whip against her bare ass. Janet again managed to complete nearly one full circuit before she fell exhausted. Again, she peed in the dirt, but somehow, it didn't feel as good this time.

Inside the barn, he offered her a ladle of water. Despite her thirst, she shook her head, waiting for his anger. Instead, he merely asked her if she wanted Thor. She looked within herself to see if she was really less horny. And if so, would refusing make him suspicious or angry? She decided it was too risky to refuse, so she grabbed onto the pommel horse and let the horse fuck her again. Still, she had to admit it felt good. Were all her water sources contaminated?

Afterwards, the man let Turk fuck her right outside Thor's stall, her face pressed against the backs of her hands. He seemed to have recovered nicely from his marathon effort of yesterday, she noted. But this time she didn't come when she felt his cock squirt into her.