Brian picked me up in his car the following day. It was raining.
As we drove, he told me to undress, which I did. We went into the yard of some stables at Tong. I left my clothes in the car, and we walked into the stables. Horses occupied several stalls and an empty stall with the floor covered in fresh straw. It felt warm. I was desperate for sex; the night before, I had made love to Stephen, my husband, twice, and I had needed him again as soon as we had woken up. My need for sex was growing.
Two very young boys joined us and undressed. Brian took photographs as I made love to them. After they left, two women entered the stall. One was a plump middle-aged Asian woman in a yellow sari, and the other was a tall white woman in a plain navy blue dress. The white woman said, “My name is Kath, and this is Suki”. Suki was blind and bald. She stripped to a yellow bra and knickers and stood before her. She said Kath, I did. Suki put a hand on me.” lay down,” ordered Kath. I did, and Suki knelt beside me and started to run her hands over my body, touching my hair, face, breasts, stomach, pubic hair and thighs. I parted my legs so her fingers could touch me. They rubbed and stroked, and she entered me with two chubby fingers. Suki lay beside me, her fingers still moving inside me. We kissed. Her breath smelt of curry and my tongue went into her mouth, and I discovered she had no tongue, just a stub of it remained and no teeth. Arms around her, and I unfastened her bra and ran a hand down her back and into her knickers. I squeezed a buttock as her fingers brought me to climax and kissed her breasts as she rolled onto her back.
I removed Suki’s knickers, and when my fingers went between her legs, she was wet. I lowered my head between them and licked her, my tongue pushing into her until she came.
Kath came and stood in front of me and unfastened her dress. She was naked underneath except for stockings and suspenders. We put our arms around each other and made love, kissing and touching each other's bodies. She often guided me. It was the best lesbian lovemaking I had experienced.
As we lay in the hay, Kath said, “Suki is an example of why people should do what we tell them and should not talk; if you do, we will cut your tongue out!”
We made love again. Kath then picked a broom up from the side of the stall and knelt behind me; I bent over for her, and Kath put the broom handle against my anus and pressed it into me. I could not tell how deep it went, but she pushed it a long way. Brian moved, and Kath knelt in front of me with another broom. She parted my vagina entrance with one hand and pushed the handle into me. Even though it was thicker than any man’s organ, it went in quite quickly as I was wet and enjoying the abuse. Kath stepped back, examining her work. Brian fastened my wrists behind me with handcuffs, took several pictures, and then unfastened me.
“Open your mouth and stick your tongue out”, instructed Kath. “I am going to cut your tongue out”. I was not bothered. The idea of not having the ability to speak ever again immensely appealed. I put my tongue out, and Kath fastened a clamp to it. Then, the sides of the clamp slid back into my mouth, so it was forced wide open, and I could not shut it. Kath turned a screw, and my tongue was pulled so far out of my mouth I thought it would tear out. She stood in front of me and held a knife against my tongue, then passed the knife to Brian, and he put the blade to the base of my tongue. Now, I wanted it more than anything else I had ever wanted. I was almost desperate; I wanted to feel the knife cutting my tongue. Brian stood back laughing. “We can do it anytime we want, and you will want us to”, he laughed. He pulled the two broom handles out of me and pushed me onto the floor. He was aroused and entered me quickly, my tongue still pulled out of my mouth. I was aroused. I was enjoying the abuse like I never thought I could, and I enjoyed feeling Brian inside me. He came quickly. Kath released my tongue.
Brian said something to me, and my mind and body separated. My mind recoiled in horror as I remembered everything I had done with Brian. My body was aroused and desperate for sex, and I knew that I could not stop my body from following Brian’s orders.
"The next stage of your education,“ said Brian as a man led two border collie dogs into the stall. “Kneel on all fours with your knees about 12 inches apart,” he said. “Time for you to learn how to have a dog. You have a choice. If you stay as you are, they will enter your arse. Bend your head down to the floor, your bottom goes in the air, and they will enter your fanny. “ he knelt beside me and put his hand between my legs. “You are going to enjoy this,” he boasted.
My mind was sickened at what was about to happen. I tried to fight it, but my body knelt on all fours. I could feel the arousal between my legs as I became wetter.
I looked back at the dogs; they were both looking at me, their tongues hanging out. “You are well wet,” said Brian as he touched me. “These dogs are well trained and know what to do. Your body will enjoy this, and I want the thought that your mind may be broken by what you experience.
If you feel a swelling in you, it is the dog knot. It may fasten in you but do not try to pull it out. It is big enough to tear you. He started to video me.
I tried to stop it, but my body wanted it. I lowered my head to the floor, and the first dog jumped on me. I was surprised by its weight. Its warm, furry stomach was against me, and I felt it. Entry was rapid. It was big and long. The dog panted and started to pump into me. It came very quickly and dropped me off. I was frustrated; I wanted it to last longer. A few seconds could have been better. I looked back and kept my head down as the second dog jumped onto me. It was a repeat performance, and it left me wanting even more. “Enjoyed it?” asked Brian. I nodded my head. My mind was screaming no, no, no at the depravity of what Brian was inflicting on me.
Brian said something to me, and I just knew that my mind was about to join my body in wanting sex with the dogs.
“Ok Brian said to the man; he led one of the collies back to me. It was up and in me in no time. The insides of my legs were wet as the dog's cum ran out of me, and I climaxed on the dog's penis. My voice cried out a long, loud moan at the pleasure it gave me. To feel the difference, I raised myself onto all fours, and the other collie quickly found my anus and pushed itself into me, pounding hard into me. Three Labradors joined the group of dogs. Brian and the man left, so I was alone with the dogs and video camera. Each of the dogs mounted me time and time again. I lost count of how many times they had sex with me. I could not stop them and did not want to stop them. I climaxed many times, each time harder than the last. My voice became hoarse from my screams of pleasure.
“Well,” said Brian when he returned, “that was an exciting session. It’s time for you to try the horse. He led me to another stable block.
“Hello,” said a girl, “I am Carrie. I will look after you. This first horse is called Buckles. He's a cart horse and, as you can see, very big and he is quite old, which makes him placid, and he is specially trained”.
Carrie turned to me, “If you stand before him and stroke his neck so that he can see and smell you”. I patted Buckles on his neck, and he turned his head and nudged me. “He likes you,” said Carrie, “if you rub your hands and breasts against his flanks and then work your way to his haunches as you rub”. I moved close to the horse so that my breasts were against his hair. I was not sure what to do, and Carrie stepped in. Carrie pulled her top off, exposing small breasts, “how old are you?” I asked her, “fourteen,” she replied. I realised she was attractive; her hair was short and light brown, and she had an amiable, smiling face.
Carrie moved close to Buckles and started to move from side to side with her breasts pressed against him and moved along his flanks, rubbing as much as her body could against the old stallion. When she had finished, she stepped back. Her face was flushed, and her nipples were erect, "I enjoy doing that, “ she explained, folding her arms across her chest, “I have to show most of the women who are here for the first time how to do that”. I pressed myself against Buckles and rubbed against him. I soon discovered why Carrie enjoyed it. His hair was coarse and soft, and it stimulated my nipples as well as other parts of my body. I was pretty wet. My nipples were raised and hard by the time I had finished.
“Open your legs slightly,” said Carrie, “bend your knees slightly, and you can rub your pubic hair against his leg.” I started to rub, “Bend your legs, move. You will get more of his leg between yours and then rub.” I did feel the horse’s hair against the inside of my thighs.
Did you enjoy that said, Carrie? I nodded. “If you start and rub his side with your hands and breasts and move down his side,” said Carrie, “let your hands move down his sides, and when you are ready, bend your knees and rub his stomach.”
I stroked and rubbed Buckles, bent my knees, and moved my hand along his stomach.
“Now, if you kneel and face his rear, keep stroking him.”
I did as she said.
“Can you see his sheath hanging down?”
“Yes,” I said.
“Well,” said Carrie, “as you are rubbing him, move both your hands to rub his sheath.”
I moved my hands until they were on his warm sheaf, “Carry on rubbing,” said Carrie, “it takes a minute or two. If you rub along it rather than circular, it will work better”.
Quickly out came Buckles’s cock. It looked leathery, and it was big. Carrie must have known what I was thinking. She said, “Daddy measured him, the head of his cock is 12 centimetres across, and the shaft is 100cm long. Put both hands around it and keep masturbating him,” she said I held his cock in both hands and kept stroking. Knowing Brian was watching and filming, I moved my head forward to meet his cock and wrapped my lips around the head, which barely fit into my mouth. It had an earthy taste to it that was not unpleasant.
I sucked on him, enjoying the unusual experience. Buckle shuffled, and his cock, in a matter of seconds, expanded, forcing my mouth wider and extending several inches, pushing his cock into my throat and my head back, and my throat and mouth were filled with hot creamy horse cum. However, I swallowed the massive amount that had shot down my throat; more went up the back of my nose and squirted out of it. I ate some, and much ran out of my mouth, down my chin and breasts.
I released his cock from my mouth and got a squirt full in the face. I opened my mouth to catch what turned out to be his last squirt. His come was now running across my stomach. His cum was smooth and sticky and tasted slightly bitter.
Carrie put a hand out to help me up. I stumbled into her as I straightened up, and my breasts touched hers, spreading some of Buckles's cum onto her, “sorry,” I said, “don't be,” replied Carrie, “It tastes nice,” she wiped some of the cum off her breasts with her hand and licked it.
We stood close together, and she smiled at me. I wiped some cum off my breast with a hand and tasted it. It did not taste unpleasant. Carrie touched my breasts and wiped more cum off them, and licked it. I was aware that she was attractive, so I bent down to her and placed a kiss on her mouth. I expected her to draw back; instead, she put an arm around my neck and pulled me to her. We kissed again, and I could feel her tongue in my mouth, licking at the remains of the cum in it. I looked at her, pulling us together. Her chest and stomach now had cum on them. I put my head down and licked at her breasts. She stood still while I licked it all off them. Carrie then started on me, licking my face, chest, breasts and stomach. We kissed again. My hand went to the zip on her jeans, and I pulled it down so that I could run my hand down her back into the top of her jeans and feel her buttocks through her knickers. I knelt and untied her trainers, pulling each one off in turn and then pulling her jeans off so she stood in her knickers. We kissed, and her hands were moved slowly up and down my back onto my bottom and back up. My hand went inside her knickers and down between her legs; she was wet. Carrie stood back and pulled her knickers off, and we lay in the hay beside Buckles, making love to each other, fingering and licking each other's vaginas; for a fourteen-year-old, she was very experienced. We finished and stood up.
Brian coughed I had forgotten about him. He asked Carrie, “Are you going to the next horse?”
“Yes!” said Carrie, dressing herself. “This is Alien,” said Carrie, “My father named him; your sister likes to be fucked by him!.
There was a low table beside him and a padded cushion. “Lay on the table and spread your legs,” said Carrie. I did, and Carrie approached me with a large jar, “what is that,” I asked, “lubricant,” said Carrie, “he is a huge boy, and you will need it.”
She knelt between my legs and smeared it around the entrance to my body and then some inside me. Carrie said, “he is a huge boy but well-behaved.” She led him forward so that he was standing over me. I sat partly up so that I could reach his sheath and stroked it, “that's right,” said Carrie after my stroking worked and his cock appeared, “take your time,” said Carrie, “Start and guide it into yourself.”
I took him in both hands and then said to Carrie, “You do it.” I laid back and put my legs in the air so they went to each side of him. She said I did and felt the touch of his cock against the entrance to my body, “move a bit down the table end and press your slit against him, “Carrie said. I pushed very gingerly and felt him start to enter me. It took a couple of minutes to take the head of his cock into me; he was massive.
Brian was busy taking pictures. I moved further on to him, his cock pressed against my clitoris, stimulating me. I forced myself backwards and forwards on him and brought myself to a climax.
“I will stroke his cock,” said Carrie, “you squeeze him with your muscles.” I squeezed my muscles against his big cock relaxed, and pressed again. I kept this up until his cock lengthened and expanded rapidly. It seemed to fill my whole body, and it banged against some of my internal organs. He came. It was hot, and there was lots of it. I could feel his cum squirting into me and running out of me.
His erection shrank, and Carrie helped me to my feet. Wow, I said shakily. That was an experience. Would you do it again asked Carrie. Yes, I replied, thinking of the climax it had brought me to and how I had enjoyed the iniquity of the session. This is just not like me, I thought.
“OK, more dogs after lunch,” said Brian and Ginger. They have arranged to influence your husband's and sons' minds so that they do not think your behaviour unusual and will not miss you if you are away from home. Tonight, you are going to give your husband the best sex of his life, and for the next few nights, you will be staying with me as my sex slave.
Brian was correct. When I arrived home, I was desperate for sex with Stephen. When his body tired, I used my hands and mouth to bring his erection back.
The next day, Brian picked me up in his car; I was so desperate for sex that I had already approached a nearby neighbour and asked for a quickie, which he obliged. “Plenty of sex today,” said Brian, smiling.
Brian drove us to the nearby Springfield Mill. While going, Brian had asked me to undress, which I had gladly done. I Walked naked from the car and through a side door at the side of one of the mill buildings.
“It’s a brothel,” explained Brian.
Susan greeted me; she was only wearing a g-string. Susan groped my breasts and briefly kissed me on the mouth. There were several men stood waiting. “There are six ladies working today,” she explained, “That is your room there,” she indicated. “I take the money when clients arrive, and you do whatever they want for 20 minutes. We have organised several clients specially for you.
The room was small and contained a bed and side table. On the table was a pile of condoms.
By now, I was desperate for sex and was pleased when the first man entered my room. The man was obese; I had never seen anyone so fat. He undressed, revealing several rolls of fat. He undressed and rolled a condom onto his erection. He kissed my breasts, and I felt a feeling of relief and joy when he laid on top of me and penetrated me. I climaxed almost immediately.
After he came, he withdrew from me, and I immediately felt a sense of loss; I needed a man inside me, and quickly, The next man into the room was my brother Donald. He did not say anything; he kissed my mouth and breasts and moved me so I knelt on all fours; he had anal sex with me.
As soon as Donald left the room, another man entered and, using a condom, had sex with me. The men kept arriving. When one left my room, another joined, and it suited me. I felt as though I needed to spend all my life with a cock in me; I was that desperate.
Four young boys entered the room. They were in Springbank school uniform. It was apparent they were virgins wanting to experience a woman. I gave them a good time.