Chapter 0 - Roxy's Wild Ride

      The wooden comb tugged at the stallions hair. It was frizzled and resisted the comb.
     "Come on, Bartholomew, hold still." Roxy said. She had to stand up to full height whilst standing upon a stepping stood just to reach the top of the large horses crest of hair on its neck. He was black in colour with orange tipped fur on his legs and tail, standing nearly 7 feet tall, it's body about 11 feet long.
   It made her feel tiny, feebly so. She stood just under 5 feet tall, yet if you'd ask, she'd proudly proclaim she was an even 5. Her body was lithe, with A cup breasts, the very small mounds covered by a white t-shirt and blue overalls. Roxy had blonde hair, tied back into a ponytail.
    She jerked the comb through the hair roughly, it getting stuck every several inches. She has held off on this task for far too long, because he was always so rough, in more ways than one.
     Bartholomew snorted, filling the cool barn air with a puff of steam. He shook his upper body at the annoyance of the tugging comb, making her hand jerk with his movements as she clung to the comb. She hit his strong neck lightly.
    "Knock it off!" She demanded, finally pulling it through a clump of hair and untying the knot. She immediately started on another bit, finding it easier to get through.  
   This process went on for some time, until she had combed the entire second half of his hair. She patted his head before jumping off the stepstood. She glanced over, she standing just slightly taller than the horses underbelly. What she saw made her swallow hard in her throat.     He was already rock hard. This was the part she dreaded. Part of her job to maintain him was to stimulate him and drain his balls.
    Roxy sighed and grabbed the reins, leading him to his breeding bar. Bartholomew knew exactly what was happening, and complied. His legs hooked over the heavy duty bar and he was suspended about 5 feet in the air. Below him, his member dangled and bounced under its own weight.      Even horses were put to shame against this infernal beast. Under his rear legs were a heavy duo of basketball sized orbs. And between them the heavily veined titan of a shaft was over 4 feet in length. It was a similar sheen of black as the horse's fur and skin, but as the tip went on it turned to a splotched pink and black, capped with an all pink flare that was sized perfectly to tie himself to the smaller mares. Near the base, about a foot from the swell of his pelvis and balls was a thick black ring. All in all, the cock was as big as her.
     It was as thick around as her plush thighs, and the flare was nearly the size of her waist. She grabbed the large rubber tube with a grunt, it weighing nearly 50 pounds, and lifted the opening up to the stallion. Bartholomew would wiggle his back end and made his prick sway in the air, making her job harder for her.
   With a sigh she would push the opening of the tube forward, the wide opening almost sliding on his cock although meeting some friction from the size difference. Almost immediately, Bartholomew would buck his hips. If Roxy had not had her feet planted firmly on the ground she would have been knocked backwards.
      Instead her determination held fast as the rubber tube did too, and the equine member was sucked into the tube with a wet slurp. Precum was already leaking from the massive beasts prick as he shoved in. She grunted and pushed the rubbed forward more as she watched the tube distend to take the flare, it squeeze along the interior. With a foot and a half successfully in the tube, Bartholomew gave in and began to thrust with reckless abandon. Roxy would be shaken, her arms around the tube as she reached down and grabbed the metal clamps on the lower bar, and hooked them into the metal loops in the rubber tube. It took a few attempts, her hands sliding over the metal with the excess fluids that began to leak out of the opposite end of the tube but finally she had it fixed into place.
     She backed up, admiring her handy work. Before Roxy was the large beast with his legs on the upper bar, hips pushing forward wildly as his prick penetrated the rubber tube that sat suspended on a lower bar. This lower bar was lifted off the ground by two supporting legs, and was about 3 feet high. It looked like a set of balance beams, but the mighty rubber was connected between them.
   Roxy watched with amusement as the horse spread its legs and pushed his hips further, finally shoving his cock through the rubber tubing all the way. The rubber was about 3 feet long, growing from a wide opening to a narrow end. His devastating flare pushed at the opening, the tight rubber circle of it straining as it bulged with his flare, the cum slit and bulbous tip just showing through it before Bartholomew let out a loud neigh and shoved forward. His flare popped through, sealing him in the cock sleeve of a rubber tube, and his medial ring would push at the opening at the other side.
    This tube was specially made for him, it was the length of his cock from under the flare to the thick ring at the base, meant to tightly squeeze his cock so when he came it wouldn't shoot out like a rocket. She had seen him cum unhindered before, it shot from one side of the room to the other, with enough force to clear the 20 foot long stall and splatter against the wall with a wet splat.
    As he thrust through, the rubber tube would be held in place by industrial strength hooks, fastened just under the base and near the end. The entire contraption jerked and clinked with each thrust but held true, as it always did. She smiled and nodded, glancing down at the front of the two sets of legs. Under the horizontal bar that the rubber tube was connected to was a set of vertical wooden bars, and at the base of them was a set of leather cuffs.
    Perhaps Bartholomew had been good enough, considering how long it had been since she had taken care of him... Perhaps she should reward him? She stepped forward and tapped the rubber tube, feeling it's warmth and the way the veins of his shaft shoved through it. This was a command she had taught him. Sure enough. He would slow his thrusts, snorting with a sort of passive aggressive acceptance, as he stopped.
     "Good boy! Momma is gonna hop on this ride too... " Roxy would say, shoving her fingers into the hoops of her pants and undoing the overalls before stepping out of the entire suit. She tossed her shirt off as Bartholomew impatiently wiggled his hips. Roxy would laugh a little as she turned, spreading her legs and hopping up over the tube, her wet slit sliding on the top of the rubber as she leaned down and wrapped the leather bindings over her thighs. They were about 5 inches thick and flat, snuggly wrapping around her and bringing her legs parallel to the bar. As she did the last one, she would look down and roughly tap her hands over the flare of the beast, it now between her legs and her wet pussy resting just above the flare.
   "You know the deal, Bartholomew. Pull back, if you want in Momma." She said as she slapped his meat. The horse snorted and pulled it's hips back, the prick sliding back through the rubber until only the flare remained shoved through it. She smiled and tightened the coils on her thighs as she brought her hole closer to his cock, she finally fixed to the wooden bars. She didn't get them all the way tightened before Bartholomew grew impatient, shoving his hips forward and jabbing his massive fuck meat to her asshole.
    With her lax bindings he instead shoved her hips forward and was sent back out under her slit, nearly shoving into her needy cunt before snuggly thrusting between her legs again.
     "HEY!" She snapped at him, though more in surprise as her pussy was nearly ruined by his cock, and instead her clit was forced to endure the foot of cock that slammed past it. Even as she spoke her body shook as his cock spread her labia and rubbed over her clit. "Wait your turn or I'll make you do it yourself!" She commanded, hitting the flare of the cock again, warningly. Her palm wetly slapped it and a thick rope of his precum connected her hand and his cock head as she did so.
    Bartholomew neighed in annoyance but did so, pulling back with some trouble. His flare folded back on itself a little as she squishy flesh pulled past her clit and ass again, it pushed up against her asscheeks. How he wanted to just shove into her.
    Roxy felt him get back into place and took a deep breath, grabbing both sides of the banding and yanking them tight, the metal hooks clicking into place as the leather dug into her thighs and her ass was forced against the tip of Bartholomew's cock. She bit her lip as she felt the precum stained tip press to her asshole, and took a deep breath in.
  Bartholomew felt he has waited long enough, and feeling his trainers warm butt cheeks on either side of his flared cock was all he could take. He let loose a powerful thrust, not caring that the hole before him was about a third the size of the opening of the rubber tube in which his cock was lodged in. Due to the bindings around Roxy's thighs, and her ass so snuggly into position, she had nowhere to go and was forced to take the flare. Her eyes went wide and a silent scream escaped her throat. She had taken this cock many times, yet never could get used to it. Her asshole stretched wide around the flare like a rubber band about to snap. She swore her pelvis was breaking.
   Despite the painful vice like tightness on his flare, he didn't stop. He continued to shove his hips forward into the tube and at the onihole at the end, using the girls ass as nothing more than a way to further his own pleasure. With a lewd, wet pop Roxy finally took the flare. The excess strength behind his thrust forced another couple inches into the poor girl.
    By now, her eyes were rolled back into her head and her body would have gone limp, hee upper body slouching but hips fixed into place as she shuddered over the cock. The way the flare shoved in and stretched her ass forced her pussy to be rubbed as well, he massaging all her pleasure spots through her anal cavity. Her tongue hung out of her mouth as she drooled a little, moaning out. The penetration never ceased to make her cum, and it was usually the best part of his rutting, save for the slow explosive strength of his climax. But that was a long way off still.
   Bartholomew snorted and felt her tight ass clenching down on his cock, pulling at his flare as he thrust into the tube. Sure the tube was nice, but it's tightness had nothing on her vice like grip of her ass, and the way the warm insides twitched with his every movement. He pushed his hips forward more until he frustratingly shoved the rubber to his base, his cock head prodding through the other end of it with another foot to spare. The contraption she had made forced him to not be able to enjoy her fully, and it only drove him to angrily thrust into it harder.
   On the flip side, the rubber was the only thing that allowed Roxy to keep her wits about her, however minute they were. She could feel, and when glancing down, see the cock shoving up into her. It forced her upper body to align itself with the cock as she grabbed onto his upper legs, supporting herself under his body as the cock shoved deeper and deeper into her ass. She swore it was in her stomach already. Was he always so big? Each time she mated with him, she was left a cum drenched slut who could barely walk, but today his cock felt even bigger. Was it because she hadn't milked him in nearly twice as long? Surely that was it. Her insides twitched as his initial thrust forced the flare even deeper, a large lipped bulge in her stomach showing off his cock.
    She reached one hand down and tested her nether lips. As her fingertip reached her opening, it smoothed and squished down a little from the girth of his cock, she shivered. Just one rub on her inner walls was all it took to make her toes curl and nearly bring her to a second climax already. Inside her she could feel the veins of the cock that claimed her ass. Her fingers rubbed over his veins and traced them through her pussy, before she felt him starting to pull out slowly. She quickly grabbed the stallions upper legs for support again.
    Bartholomew felt the tickle of her fingers on his cock as he reeled his hips back, pulling both through the rubber and his mate. Her ass sucked at him, a deep slurping noise escaping her hole as his flare threatened to pull her inside out. The friction was just so great, and the pleasure amazing, that his balls twitched and a thick glob of precum shot through his cock and into her ass. She yelped out at it, the liquid as hot as boiling water for a moment, before soothing her back half with its infernal aphrodisiac.
   She moaned out, her head starting to spin as the stallions demonic fluids started to work their way through her body. The extreme pain of the penetration soothed itself into a blissful burning. He pulled out more until just the flare was left in her, and her asshole sucked weakly at his shaft, before he bucked his hips forward again, making the metal clack together as the rubber tube ached against the industrial clasps. Her back arched as she took the cock again and she moaned, a warm wash of pleasure spreading up from her toes as she shuddered, on the peak of orgasm already.
   He wasted no time, by the time she had bounced back from the thrust he was already pulling out again, pulling back through the rubber and snorting. She grit her teeth as she felt her ass again on the verge of prolapsing, due to his huge flare and the her body clenching down on him, as she squirted everywhere, coating her thighs and the rubber tube with her lady cum. She moaned out long and loud as she felt his cock flex and thicken a little, shooting her full of more precum.
    He neighed, gritting his teeth as the bindings infuriated him. He bucked his hips harder and flexed his cock, feeling the burning tightness on his shaft as he began to bounce into the girl over and over. His balls churned with the pleasure of the tightness, he flooding her depths with precum as she moaned under him. He felt close to cumming, already, after just a minute of thrusting and hated that he would be forced to finish already.
    No, not this time. He wanted more, after being forced to wait for so long. He pulled his hips back suddenly, before finishing his thrust, roughly. His flare tugged at her ass before, with a wet slurping pop, he forced it out of her ass. She was screaming already, surely cumming.
  Roxy arched her back, her ass feeling like it was splitting open as the tight suction of her hole was pried open. Bristling pain arched along her thighs and up her spine as her sensitive pucker was forced open around his flared cock. As it pulled out she could hear the metal of the rubber tube bindings’ clink together. His cock was still pulling out and away, folding the lip of the rubber back on itself as his now lubed tip forcibly withdrew from the end of the tube.
   With an extra half dozen inches to build up speed, Bartholomew fully abused his new limitations and the poor girls ass. As he rammed his cock forward with enough force to break down a brick wall, Roxy would be made to take his cock. Her scream easy loud, sharp and brief as she again took the bitch breaking flare, accompanied by a foot of slick fuck meat. Her belly would bulge with the girth and depth as her thighs quivered. Deep red marks showed at her thighs in which the leather banding held fast.
   Roxy felt like everything she had eaten in the past day was about to come back up, her eyes rolled back into her head and a powerful heave coming from her midsection. It was a foul, sour churning of her insides that was made even worse by the foot thick cock head piercing into her stomach cavity. She tried to angle her neck the best she could to the side, but was fully fixed into place and instead just spewed chunky half digested leftovers in the low lying trough on her side. Well, the pigs would eat nicely when she invited them back in the barn. Luckily, the projectile vomit was far from her and didn't leave its sting in her nostrils.
   Bartholomew couldn't care less about the tight little hole at the end of his shaft, or what she did with her half of the fucking. He bucked his hips harder before forcibly pulling back once again. This time her well worked ass gave up a little easier, relinquishing his precum stained cock with less fuss. He would again pull back into the rubber tube and buck his hips forward. A long, harsh penetration through the tube and Roxy's abused asshole. Again, Roxy yelped.
  This continued, for several long minutes. Roxy would have her entire back end twitching and her ass puffy and red, the dark gaping hole still sucking at his cock each time it would brutally force its way in and out of her. Bartholomew felt a tightness in his balls as the feeling of orgasm would come creeping back on him. He snorted hot and loudly into the air as he tensed his muscles. One way or another, he was breaking this woman and punishing him. He was infuriated by this contraption and the way it forced him to hold back. Time to see what it was really made of.
  The change was clear, from the moment the stallion set his sights on breaking her. His thrusts became longer, slower. He pulled more out into the tube, as far back as his hips would go while he could still hook his legs over the bar, before barreling back through and into the right hole. The impact of his base shoving into the rubber and his cock head prodding into her stomach made the entire contraption shake. The metal clinking of the chains held, more and more rapidly banging together until she heard a wet tear.
   Even without being able to see, Roxy knew she was fucked. Literally. The hooks had held, did their job and more. But the rubber on the other hand was a different story. On the underside, large splotches showed at the underside on the front and base of the rubber, revealing his cock flesh instead. Bartholomew was currently just wearing the rubber tube as a cock warmer. And Roxy knew it.
   Bartholomew knew too, immediately taking full advantage as his last thrust, the one that ripped the rubber, didn't even stop. With her entire backside fiercely fixed into place, she was bulged even more obscenely. Her eyes went wide and a weak moan escaped her lips as he shoved forward, ramming the rubber tubing and several inches of covered cock into her ass. Her torso was a measly two dozen inches, plus a little, and he was already well on his way to the foot and a half mark. Her ass resisted the rubber, but all the lube he had forced onto it helped ease the penetration.
   Roxy let her jaw drop, feeling him pull his hips back just a few inches as Bartholomew impatiently slammed forward yet again. The rubber on his cock was uncomfortable, but even it being squeezed by her asshole would be more than enough to make him whiney in pleasure. He had never felt this kind of tightness of his cock. Only about half of it being covered, he demanded more.
  Each time he would draw his hips back, there was a shuddering suction. Her pelvis tried to pull at the rubber and keep it inside, as well as her intestines being pulled through and the flare digging in and pulling out the foul, lewd anal juices. It helped his pace, Bartholomew coating the rubber in her fluids and continually slamming forward.
  Heavy hoof beats could be heard stamping at st the ground as he positioned himself again. He took a few small steps forward and hooked his hooves over the bar above, getting a better angle in order to push his hips forward more. The way he battered into her made her yelp. Roxy put her hands to her stomach, feeling the bulge slam past her hands.
  She felt like her insides were being forced from within her as the cock slammed forward more and more. She heard him grunting as his thrusts became more rapid. She was feeling stirred up and sickly as a bile taste emerged in her throat. He was going even deeper!
  Roxy moaned out before the cock slammed forward even more. Her throat bulged out even more as the wide cock pushed forward and she could feel the large lip of the end of the rubber pushing at her ass. There marked the 2 foot mark, and he just kept going.
   Bartholomew let out a loud cry, stepping forward again as he forced his bitch breaker into the base of her throat, bulging it out as he shot a thick glob of precum into the tightened hole. Roxy could taste the salty fluids and let her eyes roll back as she was fucked silly, her body feeling numb as she tried to swallow and keep the fluids down.
   Then he did the unthinkable, bludgeoning his hips forward until his mighty fuck stick forced the medial ring into her abused ass and the spongy cap of his cock out her mouth, precum flooding her mouth. The fluids would bulge her cheeks as she tried to keep them in, her lips pert and pushed closed. All her efforts only amounted the the copious liquid to shoot from her nose like a pair of twin geysers.
  As he pushed forward even more, her jaw would ache as the flare squished together before popping out her opening, with a slurping pop. With how huge his cock was, she was stuck. At least, as long as he didn't want her teeth to cut into his cock as he pulled back.
   Bartholomew quickly figured this out, as his next pull back made her teeth grind on the flare. He snorted out angrily, the pain riling him up as he pushed forward, continually slamming in deeper and deeper. She crossed her eyes as she stared at the cock shoving all the way through her.
  The cock powered through her, ramming in more and more as it bobbed back and forth, wet sloppy dribbles of precum flying off the tip. The cock skewered her and claimed her like a flag of perversion. She felt the massive ring of his cock shoving past her inner g-spot, pushing back and forth on her and stimulating her with each powerful thrust within her.
   His cock pushed more, more and more! She shuddered, feeling the wooden spreader bar behind her rattle a little, and hearing the wet slap of his overflowing balls hit the wood. She could see the cock shoving out of her mouth a good foot and a half, the rubber behind it pulsing with Bartholomew's desires. The heavy veins could he seen through it and her teeth rubbed on it painfully.
   As much as she wanted to take pleasure from this, with the way his cock rubbed her insides and teased every nerve, the way her pussy dribbled lewd juices down her thighs whenever he pushed into her. The way her breasts bounced as he pumped into her and and the way he ruined her hole beyond repair. All these things drove her crazy. Yet the way she was denied his taste, forced to watch as he just shoved in rather than try and please her, and the way her pussy was feeling painfully empty, kept her from just giving in and accepting her job as a cock sleeve.
  Bartholomew however, was enjoying this immensely. He snorted and used the girl like a toy as he began slamming more vigorously. He pulled back further and slammed forward more harshly, his nuts slapping the wood wetly and heavily over and over. All the while she would let out wet ‘glurk’s and ‘slurp’s, her throat forced to take his brutal fucking. She felt her lungs straining, the huge rubber seal of his cock closing off her windpipe.
  As her vision grew rings of black, sure signs of unconsciousness, his thrusts grew to a crescendo, his nuts battering against the wooden bar and his cock pulsing heavily. She let her body go limp as she felt his cock grow even thicker. Her tongue was forced out of her mouth and drool escaped her as his cock bounced her body against the bindings.
   Finally, his huge nutsack twitched, and Roxy could feel his heavy torrent of cream pushing at the base of his cock, she taking all 4 feet of the titan and feeling the balls twitching against her rear. The cum vent of his cock, the exposed part, flooded. The glorious seed flooded his cock and the heavy veins pulsed. Roxy took blissful pleasure as her vision was fading, feeling his cock thicken until it stretched her anal cavity out even more.
  The cum shot through her, stretching the rubber and stretching her entire body out even more before she felt the medial ring twitch, pushing on her womb from inside, and making her needy cunt writhe with need. The cum shot even further, it slowly tapered off by the tightness of the rubber as it formed a bit of a bubble behind the rubber, before shooting through and the rest of the way through her.
  The last she could remember as vision faded, darkness circling in and her body giving in to the blissful orgasm that she finally achieved, feeling his cock pulsing within her ass as he refused to stop pull out… Was the brilliant, bright white seed of the corrupted stallion shooting out her mouth, the flare growing thicker and pulsing as it shot the cum out like a cannon, she forced to bounce and buck with his every twitching movement. Hopefully, when she woke up, he would have been soft enough to pull out. And hopefully, she could get a fresh breath of air. 
  Hopefully. Otherwise her days as a cock sleeve were over. 