Styx
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Post by Styx on Feb 21, 2009 17:38:35 GMT -5
black legs walked the stallion forwards across the lands that he ruled. an evil smirk was plastered over his maw. in his maw was a heavy set chain that rested around the nape of a silvery mare. the stud looked back at the mare, glaring at her. she had gotten on his nerves and with out a doubt she would be punished for her behavior. the stallion gave the chain a harsh tug and he continued further into his lands.
as the pair reached a large clearing, the brute smiled. at long last, he was home. stopping his movements, the stag looked around the clearing. four paths branched off of the large clearing and led to other areas of the land. one path was the one the two had come from. it was the only was in and out of tribe land. the nearest path, which was to the right, lead to a large river, the only source of water near them. the path to their left led to a clearing slightly smaller then this one. that clearing held a barn like structure and house all the tribe members.across the clearing was the forth and final path. it lead to a clearing half the size of the one they were in now. that clearing also housed a barn like structure and was were all the slaves were kept.
motioning towards the path that lead to the river, the brute spoke. that path there leads to the only water source near here. once each day, you are allowed to go down to the river, with supervision, and gather water and bathe. if you wish you may bring a bucket so you will have water for the rest of the day. motioning towards the path to their right, he continued to speak. down that path is were the members of the tribe stay. you are not to enter that clearing unless you have been summoned their or a tribe member was to bring you. looking back at the mare, he watched her. this clearing is used for meetings and socializing. as i said before, you are not allowed here unless you are brought here, summoned, or you are headed towards the river for your daily in take of water.
looking away from the mare, he motioned to the last trail that was directly in front of them. down that path, you will find were you will be living. you are to stay there always and are not to leave unless you have permission. there is no way you can escape from that clearing and the only way out from these lands are constantly under watch. there is no way you can escape.
giving the chain a harsh tug, the brute headed towards the trail that would lead to the slave clearing. all around them, a solid wall of trees blocked their view of anything. as they walked down the trail, the sun was all but black from view because of the tree branches. the trail was at least three degrees cooler then the clearing. small clouds of dust puffed up under the equine's feet as they walked.
once they reached the clearing, they were shadowed by the shadow of a large barn like structure. shaking his nape and dial, the brute lead the mare through a large, heavy door. once they were inside the building, the door closed with a large bang. on each side of the wide isle, were rows of stalls. the stalls were all smaller ones, with enough room for one equine. the brute lead the mare over to the third stall from the door on the right. this is your stall mare, and when you give me your name, it will be put on a plaque and put on the door. at the moment, a black plague was attached to the door. the door was made of hard wood that was impossible to break. on top of the door were solid mettle bars, evenly spaced.
moving on, the brute lead the mare further along the isle. soon they came to a turn and followed it. on this isle, the stalls were bigger. each one was big enough to house a mare and her foal. the brute lead the mare over to one of them and spoke. when you have a foal, this will be your birthing and raising stall. once the foal is old enough to be on its own, you will both be put in your own single stalls. giving the chain a tug, he led the mare down the isle and then they turned to the left.
on each side of the isle were doors with barred windows. these are the breeding stalls. the reason for the doors is simple. many mares don't wish to be bred and the doors can lock and only a single key can open them. the brute led then mare further down the isle to the very end. there was a single door and was solid and had no window. this room is one you never want to be put in. in contains thing you could never imagine and you will never want to see when you are alive.
smirking, the black brute lead the mare to the nearest breeding stall. since she was in heat, there was little other he could do with her and it seamed just right to have her carry his foal. shoving her into the stall, he lock the heavy door. tugging her over to the far wall, he put a leather halter around her dial. each piece of leather was reinforced with two small stainless steel rods that were impossible to break. the halter was then attached to the chain that hung off the wall.
once the mare was haltered he moved to her feet. put a spreader bar between her front legs, he attached chain to each end. the chains were then attached to the floor, making it impossible for her to move her front legs. he then moved to the back and did the same to her back legs. once she was immobilized, the brute walked to her dial. grabbing the small rope that held her maw shut, he yanked it off. moving out of the range of her ivories, he dropped the rope to the ground. smirking, he let his tool drop then waited for what the mare would say.
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Post by ~Artemis~ on Feb 22, 2009 8:42:06 GMT -5
motioning towards the path that lead to the river, the brute spoke. that path there leads to the only water source near here. once each day, you are allowed to go down to the river, with supervision, and gather water and bathe. if you wish you may bring a bucket so you will have water for the rest of the day. motioning towards the path to their right, he continued to speak. down that path is were the members of the tribe stay. you are not to enter that clearing unless you have been summoned their or a tribe member was to bring you. looking back at the mare, he watched her. this clearing is used for meetings and socializing. as i said before, you are not allowed here unless you are brought here, summoned, or you are headed towards the river for your daily in take of water.
looking away from the mare, he motioned to the last trail that was directly in front of them. down that path, you will find were you will be living. you are to stay there always and are not to leave unless you have permission. there is no way you can escape from that clearing and the only way out from these lands are constantly under watch. there is no way you can escape.
Artemis listened and nodded as he spoke about his lands.She was not a trbie member she was a slave.She wasnt allowed in the clearing only in the slave barn and such.Ugh thats what pissed her off it was always restricted where you could go.
She decided she wasnt going to fight anymore because he was probably going to brand her for a punishment or leave her with no food for a few days at the least.
She hissed as he tied her up then she saw that he had let his tool drop this pissed her off even more.
She tried to snap but their was a chain around her neck to where she couldnt move!
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Post by Styx on Feb 25, 2009 1:57:07 GMT -5
Phoenix laughed when the mare realized what her punishment would be. He thought of all the things that he could do well as forcing her to give birth to his foal. He walked towards the mare, his tool swinging under his belly. He ran his maw down her spine, leaving a trail of saliva down her back. When he reached her tail base, he gave it a nip and then licked it.
Grabbing a rope, he tied her tail to the side, exposing her wet, heat soaked entrance. He then snaked his ribbon out and licked over her entrance. He stick his ribbon inside her and licked around, tasting her and testing. When he was satisfied with what he had, he smirked and pulled his ribbon away. Smacking his lips together, he left the stall.
When he came back, he had a hot branding stick in his maw. Taking aim, he pressed the hot metal against the mare's flesh on her rump. The brand looked like a sun being hidden by the moon and a cloud. He knew that her skin would be tender, but he didn't care. He didn't even splash any cool water on her to ease the pain.
Once her skin had stopped smoking, he gave the burned flesh a rough nip. He wanted to hear her sequel and for her to know that he was in charge. Smirking, he then moved his maw away from her burn and back to her entrance.
Sticking his ribbon out, he gave her a few quick licks to lubricate her slightly. Moaning, he smacked his member against his belly, stiffening himself up. Once he was hard, Phoenix, smirked then mounted the mare. Grabbing her banner, he pulled his bod up on top of her and tugged on her hairs. Parting his maw slightly, he let some drool run down the side of her nape.
Positioning his tool, he circled her entrance a few times, teasing her. Even though she didn't want it, he knew she would once he got started. Smirking, he stuck his tip inside of her and rubbed on the soft flesh. Then without warning, he rammed his whole lenght into her. Moaning in pleasure, he started to hump has fast and as painful as he could. I know you are enjoying this rape session you sleeper. he hissed in her auds. Don't worry, we'll be doing this every day until you get it into your fat head that in in charge. Biting her nape until he drew blood, he continued to rape the mare.
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Post by ~Artemis~ on Feb 25, 2009 21:45:21 GMT -5
I know you are enjoying this rape session you sleeper. he hissed in her auds. Don't worry, we'll be doing this every day until you get it into your fat head that in in charge. Biting her nape until he drew blood, he continued to rape the mare.
She hissed and tried to swing her head around as he brought a hot iron.she squealed as it burned her flesh.he then nipped her nape drawing blood.At that moment he mounted and began to rape her.She dquealed again as he rammed himself inside of her painfuly and quickly.She hissed again snapping and grinding her ivories the nh e started to go over a few of her pleasure spots she groaned as her feet began to throb under the metal bars.
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