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His mind began to heat up with steamy thoughts of Oceras. As he nuzzled in closer, he could feel her heat, smell her estrus, and practically taste her pussy, even though he was only nuzzling into her rump. Her tail flicked at him, wafting up the scent of her femininity at him, a scent that seemed to stab at his nostrils, run down his spine, and fill his cock with enough blood to make him even harder than he was before.

It was perfect. Everything was perfect. She was presenting herself to him, he was alone with her, and he still had enough juice left in him to mount her and fill her with seed. This was going to be fantastic.

For a moment, he entirely forgot he was doing this as a form of revenge against the queen, mostly because he no longer cared about that. All he wanted was that supple equine pussy! His member throbbed and pulsed between his legs, occasionally slapping up to his belly to soak the fur there in copious amounts of leftover seed from before and the precum that preceded the imminent mounting.

Oceras turned and stomped her hind leg down, kicking at the dust and hay as she did so. She aimed her back end towards Heiken, then stepped to the side a bit; it was clear she was choosing her spot very carefully. When she found her place, she looked back over her shoulder and reared her head up, golden tipped mane rustling and glistening in the dim light of the stables. With another flick of her tail, she winked her clit at him and spurted a thin stream of creamy fluid into a puddle between her hind legs, the fluid moistening her lips and inner thighs.

He couldn't wait any longer. His cock was hard as could be and she was presenting as clearly as she could. This was a dream of his, to have her alone with him, and she wanted him as much as he wanted her - maybe more. Heiken had no intention of wasting such a clear and sensual opportunity, so he lifted a hoof up to prod at her haunches.

His touch prompted her to sway her back end into him, tail up and hind legs parted as her pussy winked at him, the resulting spurt of lubricant splashing against his shoulder. "Well, it doesn't get much clearer than that." He muttered to himself before leaning back into her, pushing to her haunches for a moment, then reared up high with front hooves extended so that when he came back down they'd wrap around her hips and hold her in place.

She didn't move out of the way, like some mares liked to do. Often times, ferals would skitter about, play hard to get, and make the stallion work for his copulation. Instead, she stayed still entirely, legs spread and tail pulled to the side while she glanced back over her shoulder to give him a devious grin.

Heiken grunted and snorted as he landed on her hind end, chest pressing down to her haunches while his back arched and hips bucked forward. His member was firm as could be and angled directly up between her thighs. As he poked and prodded at her, he could feel the warmth of her fluids splashing against his shaft, the droplets trickling down around his girth to tickle the underside and eventually moisten his sheath. The sensations pleasured him in such a way he couldn't help but get more aggressive! He bucked wildly into her with all his force - enough to hop his hind legs up off the ground for a split second - as his member plunged into her depths.

Oceras was a larger mare than he was, but only by a bit. He was used to partners who were incredibly tight and snug around his member, but her depths parted and spread just wide enough to let him in with ease. Once his head found her folds, it plowed through her canal with ease right up to the point his sheath slapped against her thighs. Only then did her passage tighten up and squeeze him, holding him in place as his flare expanded near her womb.

The teltale arousal of horny mare could be felt along every bit of his length, from flare to median ring to the velvety sheath at the base as she squeezed and grunted back against him, her vulva and clit winking to massage his member while spurting fluids out to splash against his low-hanging balls. The warmth of her depths was unlike anything he'd felt before, so supple, so tender, so powerful in her contractions and rhythmic pulsations. Her muscles squeezed in waves from her winking clit, through her pussy, and right in towards her womb in such a way it felt like her folds were actively sucking him and tugging around the rim of his flare, effectively holding him in place. The pleasure was undeniable and intense, her cunt as aggressively eager to be caressed by his length as he was intent on mounting her.

His hind end shuddered in delight as he lowered his neck to bite down on her shoulder, but she craned her neck and twisted it, forcing his bite to lose its grip. It was clear she didn't like that - he could even feel her walls relax and grow loose around him - so he didn't do it again. Once he let her go, he felt her flesh tighten around him again, followed by another wave of contractions initiated by her winking clit and another hot splash of her fluids down his shaft. In between the gentle clopping sound of his hooves, his own grunting, and the squelching mess of her sloppy cunt, he could actually hear a steady drip, drip, drip, of her fluids leaking down and falling off the bottom of his balls.

Once again, he found himself in an awkward situation where he couldn't hold himself back much longer. He could feel the pleasure building up in him, tingling in his nether regions and forcing his flare to expand wide within her, the blunt end of it resting gently against her cervix. Another grunt and a violent thrust forward, and he felt himself shudder as a climax bubbled up inside him. He tried his best to pull out before he finished, but his flare was wide, plugged into her, as her pussy clenched down as tight as it would go. His back arched and his hips bucked as he felt a bolt of extreme pleasure shoot down his spine, through his balls, and up through his cock in throbbing pulsations as he painted her walls with his seed.

Heiken huffed deep as he grunted, front legs tight around her hips as his entire form tensed up in another vigorous thrust, his member bludgeoning her womb from outside as his length pulsated, urethral ridge growing firm as another explosive shot of his seed erupted into her, filling the tight walls between his length and her passage. Once Oceras felt the warmth of his deposit, she relaxed her cunt muscles - allowing their tender walls to grow loose and relaxed around him - as she stepped out from under his weight. Her motion tugged at his flare and slid her entire pussy off him like a condom being pulled off, leaving his length cold and smothered in seed.

She shuffled a bit and stepped away from him as he hopped down off her haunches, cock still fully erect and pulsing, a puddle forming between his hind legs of lubricant and seed.

Then, before he could whinny in approval at his mare, a zipping sound came from four pillars around him, followed by four leather straps all rising from the mess of dust and straw lifting a net attached to each of the four pillars on one end and a net-like harness under his belly, nearly catching his cock and forcing it to his chest. Three rings caught his hooves and slid up his legs to nestle around his shoulders and hips, holding him in place. He was trapped in a net, held up high by four leather straps that were erected by the pillars around the room.

Panicked, he tried to kick and walk, only to find that his legs were tangled in the net, and it was actually lifting him up off the ground just a bit so he couldn't get any traction against the ground. "What is the meaning of this!?" He bellowed, only to see Oceras still looking back over her shoulder at him, tail up as she squatted and forced every last bit of his seed out of her in a gooey mess between them.

She shuddered and winked once again, the last drop dribbling off her clit before she lowered her tail to hide her nethers from him. She nickered gently and stepped away as four more servants all came from their hiding behind the hay bales that were stacked up against the wall. Two felines and two canines, all small compared to his massive frame.

"Someone answer me!" the stud hollered, growling at each of the four servants that surrounded him. "I am a general in the queen's army, and I demand-"

He was cut off by the sound of scraping claws down the hallway between the rows of stalls. "You are for now, sure, but we'll see if that holds true after tonight." Talba cooed at him, her hips swaying gently with every step, her tail rippling out behind her. She was fully naked, not even wearing a sash, and Heiken could see the peach-colored lips between her legs. Even in capture, he couldn't help but notice her plump equine vulva.

"What is wrong with you? Release me from this net at once!" He demanded as he lifted a hoof, slamming it down in a stomp. He knew better than to struggle too much, because that would only make it worse.

However, instead of bending to his demands, Talba kept walking towards him with a devious grin on her beak. The four helpers each grabbed leathers and tossed them over Heiken's shoulders, wrapping them around his neck, belly, haunches, and each of his four arms, all up above the net. He resisted, of course, but with the net cradling his belly and holding him up off the ground just a tiny bit, he knew he could do nothing to stop them from doing it short of biting at them, and he knew better than to attack any of the queen's helpers.

She got in real close, then when she was standing right next to him with her own belly rubbing against the side of the net that was holding Heiken up, she reached to the ceiling and grabbed a few more heavy duty leather straps with hooks on the ends of them, both of them anchored to the crossbeams of the roof. She took the hook ends and latched them onto two rings that were connected to the loops of leather straps that were wrapped around his upper body, neck, and shoulders. While she did this, The helpers were all tugging and yanking on the myriad of straps to get each of them as tight around his form as they would go. When he was good and snug everywhere, they backed off and walked away down the hallway past Talba, leaving only the queen, Heiken, and Oceras.

"Well, isn't this a peculiar situation you're in?" Talba mused as she stepped around him. She snapped her fingers, and all four of the tethers released the netting, allowing it to fall to the ground beneath Heiken, but he was still strapped to the ceiling by the leathers that wrapped around his belly, chest, and neck. There was also a pair around his front legs to help control him and one that wrapped around his flank and kept his hind legs tight. He could barely move, thanks to all the straps that were around him. "So what are you going to do now? Fuck my mount as a form of revenge? Good for you, to have the balls to do that." She reached under his tail between his hind legs to fondle his orbs gently, the long strands of feathering tickling at the sweaty, moist flesh.

Despite his anger and frustration, Heiken regained a bit of arousal at her touch. It only lasted a moment, though, since he quickly identified this foolishness and stomped his hind hoof, nearly stomping on Talba's toe. "What do you want from me?" He growled, eyes narrowed.

"Oh, not much, just planning on teaching you a lesson or two about respecting authority." As she walked around behind him, her fingers trailed along the strap that cradled his rump and tail, tickling him gently as she prodded her fingers up under his tail to poke at his tailhole. When he flinched at that particular touch, she smacked him on his haunches and continued walking around him until she was next to his face, between him and Oceras. "Well, if you want my mount so bad, then maybe you can just watch, eh?" She winked and got down to one knee, resting her shoulder to Oceras' haunches.

Heiken cocked his head to the side and flicked his ear, unsure of what to say or do. He tried leaning forward to put some strain on the leathers that bound him to the roof, but he found them to be quite sturdy and he was too smart to think that thrashing about and struggling would do anything to aid his escape. Rather, he needed to paly his cards right and be smart about his actions. For now, he would bide his time, wait for the right opportunity to strike, then he'd make his move.

Unfortunately, Talba's actions were stirring his loins again, for a third time in such a brief period. She slipped her hand up between Oceras' inner thighs, squeezing the mare's hind legs tight while also gently caressing at her nipples with the tips of her fingers. She gave a gentle pinch and a tug before slipping up between those thighs again to tease at the little bit of soft, moist flesh just below the clitoris. Oceras was utterly soaked with her own fluids and some remnants of Heiken's seed, and Talba was playing with it all, rubbing the slimy mess between her fingers and using it to rub at the soft flesh of the mare's juicy vulva.

Oceras grunted and arched her back a bit, lifting her tial to Talba's touch while also stomping her hind leg. She was agitated, but not in the kind of way that would result in a kick, more like the needy way of wanting a stallion in her. Evidently this mare wasn't satisfied by Heiken's member, despite him being hung better than most others, even for his size (and he was a massive stud in the first place). That just made her more appealing to him! The allure of a needy mare that desired a breeding time and time again was exactly the kind of partner he needed. This wisp of a fantasy in his mind made him forget for a moment that he was bound in leathers and stuck watching as Talba played with his prospective partner.

"What's the matter, Heiken?" Talba cooed at him as she slipped two fingers into Oceras, parting the lips to expose the glistening ruby red insides of the mare's pussy. She gave another few gentle thrusts in and out before pulling her digits out and squeezing the horse's clit, which prompted a squirting wink of fluid all over the queen's hand. Rather than wipe it off or flick it to the ground, Talba pulled her palm from under Oceras' tail and licked her fingers clean of the creamy mess that her mount had sprayed all over her. "Delicious, you want some?" She leaned over and smeared the lubricating fluids all over Heiken's snout, rubbing it in and covering the soft velvery flesh of his nostrils.

He flared out a bit, taking in a long, deep breath to sample the powerful scent. In spite of his best efforts, he couldn't stop himself from unfolding from his sheath again; the powerful aroma took over the primal part of his mind and demanded he get prepared for another mount.

After soaking his muzzle in the mare's juices, Talba returned to Oceras' hindquarters and pressed her chest against the feral horse's haunches. While there, she glanced over at Heiken with her glowing emerald eyes as she slipped her hand up under Oceras' tail, coaxing an instinctual lift to expose rump and pussy again. The queen brought her moistened fingers up to tease at the plump mare lips a bit before forcefully sliding her whole hand in with one solid motion.

Oceras grunted and arched her back again, pushing down against Talba's hand as her clit winked, a flow of juices trickled down Talba's forearm, and her cunt started emanating a series of gooey, wet squelches to accompany the motions of the queen's fist. To her, it was like a stallion was mating with her, violently and roughly prodding at her nether region and plunging into her with one violent bucking of his hips. It was clear she liked this particular attention, because she was leaking even more creamy, slimy fluids than she was before, and her entire body was getting into the mood as she grunted, queefed, and winked her cunt lips repeatedly.

Talba kept her gaze aimed directly at Heiken, a smile curling at the edges of her beak as she started to rhythmically slide her fist in and out of Oceras, each motion pushing at the vulva followed by a tug that pulled out some of her pink inner walls to accompany the marbled clit that massaged Talba's forearm bulge. The long hairs that surrounded the queen's wrists folded back tight against her arm, getting soaked with enough mare fluid to keep it pasted to her muscles, ensuring it didn't flare out and interrupt the passionate but forceful thrusting motions she was making.

As she continued to rotate her wrist alongside every deep push into the mare's pussy, she kept her eyes trained on Heiken. "What's the matter, Heiken? Do you wish this was your cock massaging her pussy? I bet you wish she was pushing back this hard against you, don't you?" She leaned down to lick at the distended pussy lips that were stretched around her wrist, suckling back the juices as she continued to pump her entire arm to the elbow deep inside Oceras' sex.

Heiken couldn't help but grunt and push against his restraints, cock hard as could be between his hind legs, the head of it soaked with precum as he tensed muscles to slap against his belly. He couldn't imagine giving up any details to the Queen, not after being teased so thoroughly, but his expression gave away his desires, not to mention the steady throbbing of his member slapping to his belly.

She knew that she had the general in the palm of her hand, so Talba pushed in as deep as she could up to the shoulder, flexing her muscles and grinding her elbow to the mare's G-spot to coax a powerful gush of lubricant all down her chest - some of which she was able to capture on her tongue to get a taste. It was quite powerfully acrid, but it was delicious at the same time. When Oceras stopped gushing, Talba slowly pulled her arm out one inch at a time, muscles tensing as she flexed to pleasure and massage the mare's pussy from womb to vulva.

Oceras grunted again and stomped one of her hind legs, a juicy queef erupting from under her tail as she winked her clit, forcing out the air that had accumulated inside her when she was relaxed and eager. She threw her head back a bit as the tightening of her vaginal muscles actually forced every bit of Talba's arm out of her depths followed by another spurt of fluids.

It was clear the fisting time was over, so Talba gave one last forceful thrust against Oceras' collapsing walls before slowly pulling out, her fingers teasing at the mare's vulva and clit, giving the latter a gentle squeeze and tug before she turned over to Heiken, lapping at her sopping wet fingers. "Oh, what's the matter? Are you still struggling with this? Does it hurt a little bit to see such a sensual scene before you and not be able to join in? That's too bad, isn't it?" She reached back under the mare's tail and slid a few fingers into Oceras' pussy, her other hand wrapping around her mount's haunches to grab at the other side of her cunt, prying it open to expose the tenderized, gaping walls within.

Heiken snorted and peeled his upper lip back, sniffing at the air. The powerful blast of aroma that billowed out from under Oceras' tail was intoxicating, and he was starting to lose all feeling of self control; his cock was tensing and slapping to his belly as all four legs pushed against the ground, trying his best to get in close to the mare before him. He reared up and leaned into himself, the straps from the ceiling holding him up as his cock sprayed precum forward towards Oceras, and when he shuffled around and landed on all fours, he was immediately met by the queen.

Talba pulled away from Oceras to nuzzle at Heiken's cheeks, pressing his snout to her chest as she preened at the tips of his mane, using her beak to rake through it. "But I'm not done with you yet. I wonder how much it hurts to watch two mares play with each other when you can't join in. I guess we'll find out, won't we?" She nipped at his forehead, then turned around as she got to her feet. The queen spread her own legs and lifted her tail to give Heiken a detailed view of her plot - the underside of her tail including rump, pussy, clit, and taint. As she stayed in this position, she leaned over and pulled Oceras' tail to the side, exposing the feral mare's genitals, which she promptly spread open with both of her thumbs. The meaty walls opened up wide from vulva to womb, as her pelvic muscles were relaxed and lax.

Heiken grunted and scraped at the ground with one hoof, eager to get in there and bury part of himself in that inviting pussy, loose or tight, it didn't matter. He knew from experience that her walls were tender and soft, inviting and cozy at the same time. He could practically feel the beat of her heart pulsing around his member as he slapped the tip to his belly.

"Oh, good Heiken. Glad to see you're so eager to see. Tell me, are you jealous?" She crooned at him before burying her beak under the mare's tail, both upper and lower halves spreading it open to gape the cunt wide, tongue lapping at the glistening cherry colored walls to sample her flavors. Talba's own clit winked at Heiken, squirting a bit of fluid down onto his snout to tease him further as she nuzzled and lapped at Oceras' folds.

Heiken rumbled a grunt as he shook his head, the acrid aroma of Talba's arousal stabbing his nostrils and shooting up into him again, his cock hard as could be. He started to buck wildly, the motions bending and slapping his cock to his belly in a gooey mess as he shut his eyes. He kicked off the ground to lean forward, hoping to get closer to the two mares, but the leathers held him in place; he couldn't move any closer.

When he opened his eyes again, he was greeted with an interesting and slightly different view. Oceras had a holster around her hind end, with leathers wrapped around her haunches, lower belly, and tail, two dangling leads hanging from her hips. He was curious for only a second before he was surprised by Talba, who slid a bridle over his head, wrapping the end around his neck and latching in to two of the straps that were tightly binding his shoulders. A bit was shoved into his mouth as a strap wrapped around his muzzle, holding him in place.

He tried to resist, or to shake her off, but she was quite strong and had caught him by surprise, so he couldn't do anything but rear up and stomp his hooves, rocking his neck from side to side in an attempt to get free. When he finally landed and scraped at the barn's floor - his hoof catching on a bit of the net that had caught him at first - he eventually found that she wasn't done.

Directly in front of him, Oceras was backing up, haunches coming remarkably close to his snout, her sent aimed directly at him as she swayed her tail from side to side. He could see in glorious, close-up detail every fold of her lips and the glisten of the combined fluids that he and Talba had both left there. Another distraction allowed Talba to grab both of the leads that were dangling over Oceras' hips, and she attached the hook at the end to the sides of the bit that poked out form either side of his muzzle, holding him in place with his snout buried between her rump cheeks, lips pressed to hers.

He was trapped, hard, eager, and frustrated all at once. At first he tried to pull away, but then found her aroma was tampering his anger, slowly coaxing him towards a more pleasant disposition. In his distracted state of mind, he felt a sudden tapping against his flank. He couldn't turn his head to see what it was, but he was quite certain it was Talba, teasing him near his belly; he couldn't even speak to ask, all he could do was nuzzle into Oceras' pussy and rump cheeks.

"Well what a predicament you've found yourself in, right Heiken?" She got down to one knee and pressed her palm to his belly, just off to the side so he couldn't angle himself and prod his cock tip against her hand. "Now here I am, in a predicament of my own. I have a general that I respect, and I've commanded him to lead my army, but he denies me at every step of the way. Now, sure, he eventually gives in, but here I find him looking to mount my mount. To steal my mare Oceras from under me, as it were. What would I do to a stud like that? Should I banish him, or tease him until his blue balls burst?" She gave his engorged tip a gentle slap and squeeze followed by having her fingers trail down the length of it to give his balls a gentle fondle.

Heiken stomped at the floor and bucked his hips, his member bobbing between his legs and slapping to his belly as he tried his best to avoid her touch. He didn't want her teasing him, he just wanted Oceras. Problem was, her cunt was pressed tight to his snout, and he physically couldn't get away from the allure of her scent. He wasn't even sure if she was in heat, but she was horny and that rubbed off on him both figuratively and literally. He tried to rear up in protest, only to find the straps tied to the bit in his maw kept him from doing so; instead he opened his muzzle and extended a tongue to lap heavily on the mare's meaty cunt lips and clit.

Talba got to her feet and patted Heiken on his shoulders, fingertips testing the powerful muscles at the base of his neck with the arm that had been buried shoulder deep in the mare. The scent was everywhere, engulfing his mind from every angle, and Talba knew it. Knowing this, she did what Heiken didn't expect, by getting down on all fours and hiking up her tail to expose herself to him. The stallion couldn't actually see this, but he could feel it through the wisps of feathering he felt on his chest and ankles, followed by the warmth of her rump cradling the underside of his member to squeeze it between her and his belly.

Naturally, he was eager to bury himself in her, so his hips bucked and his back arched a bit, tail raising in a more traditional mating motion as he tensed his cock and sprayed a bit of precum against her. To his surprise, he soon felt her hand wrapping around his shaft between glans and median ring, guiding him directly to her velvety pussy lips. He found his mark on his next powerful thrust, engorged member popping into her between those peachy lips of hers to rest comfortably in her sex. Problem was, he couldn't get any deeper; the straps that held him in place kept him from pushing forward and bucking his hips in to bury himself to the hilt. Only the head and about one quarter of his shaft could plunge into her, even with his back at maximum arch.

"What's the matter? Want to go deeper?" Talba mocked him as she clenched her pussy walls tight around his member, the soft and silky smooth flesh caressing him in waves just like Oceras had, only Talba was much tighter than the bulky feral mare. Her cunt, though tender and malleable enough to accommodate his girth with ease, was squeezing much tighter and even the quivers of her muscles giving way to his throbbing member felt almost like a rapid massage to his shaft and glans. Once she was comfortable with his cock inside her, she shuffled back on all fours to have her lips swallow more of him, the peachy vulva popping down over his median ring as he clit winked, spewing a stream of thin gooey fluid down the underside of his shaft.

Heiken shuffled about as well, moving back just a bit so that only his head was inside her, resting just within her lips. While there, he bucked his hips to get as deep a thrust as he could, the motion plunging his length from tip to median ring into her eager and ready pussy followed by the guttural squelching of the air escaping her in a series of splatters and bursts of fluid that carried on to soak his member right to the sheath. He kept at her, a deep rhythmic pulsing of his member massaging her depths with aplomb, only to have her suddenly move out from under him without warning.

She slammed herself down as deep as he pussy would let her before slowly pulling away, her tight walls massaging him as she slid off him, lips giving his tip one final kiss as her clit winked and splashed some fluid right against his urethral opening followed by a gentle slapping sound as her tender walls collapsed and pushed the last of the air out. She got up onto her feet and wiped herself of the mess on her knees before stepping away from Heiken, ignoring him as he grunted and thrust into the air, cock aiming at nothing. "So what do I do with you, Stud?"

Naturally, Heiken couldn't answer. His snout was forced into Oceras' cunt and he had a bit lodged deep in his maw, so at most he'd be able to mumble and grunt at her. Instead, he just bucked his hips again to slap his cock tip to his belly, the tensing of the muscles pumping blood to the head to have it flare out a bit.

"Now now, you should totally stop that, no need to waste an orgasm on your belly, dear." Talba crooned at him before getting back down to a knee to prod at his cock tip with her tongue. She grabbed at the growing flare, wrapping her fingers around the rim of it as she aimed out off to the side and towards her, wrapping her beak around it and clamping down as she suckled.

To Heiken's surprise, the firmness of her beak was matched with a softness of the flesh within and the oral wasn't bad at all. The flare throbbed in her throat and he bucked into her, hoping to force his member into her gullet so he could finish there. However, Talba didn't seem to like this and instead bit down, the hard rim of her beak pinching at his flesh as she spat him out.

"Be nice or I won't be nice to you!" She warned, smacking him on the shoulder. She got back up and turned around to grab one of the large bales of hay by the twine, tossing it next to Heiken. He could see this, but couldn't make out the details since he was still preoccupied by the pussy that he was tethered to, the constant smell permeating his nares and keeping him just distracted enough to not retort. She kicked at the bale until it was perfectly aligned underneath him, each corner rubbing against his every ankle.

Once it was in place, she grabbed at one of the leather straps that was wrapped around his shoulder and used it for control and support as she slipped underneath him, laying on her back on the bale of hay with one leg on either side of him, the stallion's cock resting on her belly. "That's a bit more like it!" She cooed at him, patting his belly a bit as she let go of the leathers. Her head was poking up under his head, her arms up in front of his front legs so that she was directly underneath Oceras' leaking, juicy cunt. She held her beak open to catch every sweet drip of mare nectar that dribbled down between Ocera's lips and Heikens, loving every minute of it.

Heiken wanted to resist her charm, to control himself, but the constantly overbearing nature of the pheromones that were swirling about around him and the pussies that were rubbing against his snout and cock robbed him of his more intelligent side, so he started thrusting his hips into her with increasingly erratic motions. To his surprise, he quickly felt her hands wrapped around his length and her body writhing beneath him until she managed to aim his member back into herself.

Once the tip popped into her pussy, she let go of his shaft and grabbed the leathers, idly shuffling herself downward so that he could get a bit deeper into her, using his front legs for leverage as she continued to keep her beak open to catch more of the fluids that dribbled out from the two above her. She caressed her own lips and clit while she grinded back against his every motion, gasping in pleasure as she felt his flare start to inflate inside her. "That's exactly more like it." She whimpered, walls shaking in delight and voice cracking a bit.

He'd never done a biped in this position before, and though it wasn't quite as natural as covering one feral style, the taboo and thought of trying something new certainly tickled his desire in just the right way. He shuffled all four feet as he gritted his teeth, his hips tensing up in jerky motions to force himself deeper and deeper into her pussy, his shaft throbbing and veins pulsating against her quivering flesh.

She was grinding down against him as hard as she could, every motion allowing him just a bit deeper into her until she actually started feeling her own belly rub against his. Her knees were bent in an awkward position, but she was enjoying the sensation of his member shifting around inside her, the tip of it prodding at her womb and giving her belly a bit of a pleasant bulge. Her hand kept tight to her abdominal wall to squeeze at his flare while she used her fingers to rub at her own cunt lips, the meaty folds actually pushing out as if eager to swallow as much of him as she could.

When her vulva got to the more velvety folds of his sheath - having hilted his massive member in her eager cunt - she started to grind up against him in waves, her pussy walls contracting in the opposite direction from her clit to womb, massaging him just right. Her depths squeezed tight around the bulge of his growing flare as she curled her toes and clenched as tight as she could, making it so that every tiny shift within her had the physical sensations of a full thrust to him.

As expected, he couldn't last too long; he was a stallion, after all. He grunted and snorted into Oceras' rump as he bucked his hips as powerfully as he could, the engorged tip slamming against Talba's depths, an explosion of pleasure erupting in his flare before traveling down his length and coaxing a burst of seed from his balls. He stomped his hind hooves one after another as he felt her belly bulge out against his member, lips caressing his length as she continued to squeeze and grind down on him, shot after shot of copious cum filling her womb.

He bared his teeth lifted his lip against Oceras in the typical stallion response to a proper mating before trying to pull back away from the queen's depths. However, the tethers kept him in place and his member remained resting inside her.

Talba patted her own belly as she felt the seed fill her womb, an audible sloshing sound accompanying every one of her motions. She stopped squeezing down against his member, because he'd climaxed and she knew if she clenched, it'd force him out and she didn't want that. Instead, she simply relaxed with her legs spread and his softening cock inside her, beak tip prodding at his chest in a form of preening affection. Heiken still didn't say anything - he couldn't - but the scrunched up look on his face told all the story it needed to.

Eventually, she grunted and winked her clit, pelvic muscles collapsing around his flaccid cock to force it out while leaving much of his seed inside her - only a small dribble trickled out over her rump and the underside of her tail. Once he had retracted back into his sheath, she slipped out from under him while using the leathers for support. "What am I going to do with you, Heiken?" She asked in between ragged breaths as she patted him on the neck. "Actually, what am I saying? I know exactly what I'm going to do. Tell you what, you command your post with respect, honor, and dignity, and you can have Oceras and I every night until the siege has come to a close. Abandon that respect, and you'll never touch either of us again because you will be exiled from Arrenthen. Get it?"

He couldn't move much, but he was able to gently nod against Oceras' hind end, the moisture still sticking to his muzzle.

"Good. Alright, let's get you out of these leathers, shall we?" She clapped her hands to summon the four helpers - two feline and two canine - once again, this time they worked in unison to un-latch each and every one of the leathers around both Heiken and Oceras. Even once the bit was removed from his mouth, he still didn't speak. In fact, he didn't say another word as the leathers were taken off his body and put into a bag next to him.

Once Oceras was released, she kicked off the ground and galloped away, finding her way back to her own stall where she stayed. Talba left before the helpers were done, leaving Heiken alone with them and his thoughts. Eventually, the four helpers grabbed the bags of leathers and left the general alone to think about what he had done, what he had planned, and the difference between rebellion and camaraderie.

It was quite obvious what the better, more beneficial path was.

After nearly an hour of self reflection, he snorted and huffed at his own stubbourn behaviour before deciding to return to his chambers, his mind completely drifting away from any of the other mares, gryphons, or dragonesses that were in the stables.

Heiken suffered through a sleepless night after his encounter with the Queen and Oceras. His mind was clouded with thoughts of what was next for him, the veiled threats, and memories of his time in Arrenthen. Despite knowing full well that the queen would punish him severely if he continued to act with impunity, he couldn't help but desire that mount of hers. The taboo was too great to ignore, and that added to her allure.

Still, he found himself in the undesirable position where he was utterly spent and unable to dedicate any of his being to further acts of sensuality. He should have collapsed in his personal quarters and slept for a day and a half based on how vigorous he was that night, but he just couldn't do it; his mind and body were both at odds with one another, one desperately crying out for rest, the other running wild with fears and apprehension. In the end, he just laid down on his side with his eyes wide staring at the ceiling, listening to the idle sounds of the castle at night.

He could hear the clopping of royal guard patrolling the halls just outside his door, occasionally accented by the indecipherable murmur of their conversations that he tried to learn more about but couldn't concentrate on. The gentle grinding and creaking of the castle walls could be heard to the north as the towers swayed ever so gently in the early morning breeze, and in the distance he could hear the chattering clamor of the market strip waking up with merchants and vendors preparing themselves for the day's work.

When the birds called out the arrival of the sun, he immediately bolted up onto all fours as if he was struck by an alarm. He was a general, and no amount of fatigue would keep him from waking at the crack of dawn. Tired as he was, he couldn't help but feel the adrenaline triggering the start of his day.

He shook his mane clear of the strands of hay and straw that had come to lodge themselves in there, and a moment later one of the two felines from the night before came into the room to help him clean and present himself. He was naturally apprehensive of their presence due to the fact they'd seen him naked and exposed, and he didn't trust them since they were so nonchalant about capturing him in the net and helping the queen tie him up in the leather straps and harness. The memory made him angry, but Talba's words echoed in his mind reminding him to keep a calm demeanor and he simply hoofed at the carpet while snorting in frustration.

The feline grabbed a little stool and started running a brush through Heiken's mane, clearing it of all debris, dust, and hay before bunching up the long flowing hair in little balls to give him the regal appearance he worked so hard to maintain. When the feline finished, he bowed and left without saying a word, leaving Heiken alone with his thoughts once again.

The loneliness should have been his personal solace, since he needed to be left alone for a while, but his mind urged him to carry on with his day as if nothing happened. He did in fact have a duty to attend to, a position to fulfill, and a queen to serve. After taking a few moments to get his mind in the right place, he shook his head, stretched out with front legs extended far, then reared up as a form of morning exercise. The moment he felt the familiar warmth of his muscles getting limber, he chomped down on the door handle and left into the hallways, leading right towards the throne room. He knew Talba wouldn't be there yet since she tended to enjoy sleeping in, but he had made the decision to go there and patrol the grand hall until she woke.

Once there, he found that the hall was actually populated with a dozen biped equines lining the throne room. On one end, the thrones were atop a widened rounded staircase, with two more smaller staircases leading to the balcony that lined the second floor. There were a series of pillars lining either side of the throne room puncturing through the balcony from the floor to the ceiling, and that was where the equine royal guard stood their ground.

"Good morning all." Heiken called out from between the thrones, bowing to each of them.

"Good morning, General." they all replied in unison as they stabbed the butt end of their pole-arms to the ground.

Heiken snorted a bit and slumped down on his rump, looking down over the mostly-empty grand hall with a sense of grandeur. It felt nice to be in this position, made him feel like a royal family member. However, he couldn't stay there very long, so he trotted down the steps and started pacing up and down the grand hall, eagerly waiting for the queen to arrive. If not her, then King Vaulix would do as well.

His mind had been made for him, and he had found within himself a renewed vigor to help the queen out. He knew his time had come, and that his petty squabbles would need to be left behind in lieu of the loyalty and strength he was known for. Of course, absolutely none of that fealty was borne of his desire to bed the queen, not at all. Nope. He wouldn't dare stoop to that level.

Except he totally would. Flesh was certainly a great motivator of loyalty, and he wasn't above his base instincts. If sworn fealty meant access not only to Talba but also her mount Oceras, he wouldn't hesitate to fake it until he meant it. Horrible as it may have seemed, it was as good as incentive as anything he could imagine. Not only was he paid well for his position, but he was granted intimacy and power.

The queen truly was a generous one, in more ways than most.

After a few hours of waiting and thinking about all the naughty things he wanted to try with Talba, the king finally arrived, dressed in the red velvet and gold trim robes of the ruler before sitting in his throne. He kept his wings folded on his back as he crossed his legs and looked down at Heiken with a smile. "Good morning general." He had a smile on his lips as his feathers adjusted behind him. He had a particular glow about him. "And thanks for warming her up." That was the last thing he said with a wink before Talba came into the room after him, also dressed in the same red velvet dress with golden tips and highlights.

With both king and queen in the room, the royal guard all stood at attention, facing the two.

"At ease, my friends." Talba said as she sat down. "Anyone want breakfast? I'm exhausted, and could definitely use some carbs. Any special requests?" She extended a hand out to each of the dozen guards in the room. After waiting for a response that didn't come, she shrugged and laughed. "Well alright then, twelve breakfast sandwiches with hashbrowns and some orange juice. Unless you want coffee or tea. Anyone want coffee or tee?"

One of the mares raised their hand. "I'd like a tea, please."

"Done. Anyone else? No? Okay!" She clapped twice, and Mikhail came out from the door behind the row of equine guards with a platter and a pad of paper with a pencil. When he got to her, she leaned in close and folded her leg over the other. "We'll have twelve breakfast sandwiches, half bacon, half sausage, each with hash browns. Five orange juices, five apple juices, and one pot of tea. Please. Now, for everyone else in the room...." She trailed off, waiting for the others to laugh at her joke, but was disappointed when nobody laughed, so she continued. "Anyway, The king and I would each like the same, two sandwiches each, and Heiken down there would like....what would you like, anyway?"

Heiken choked on his spit as he was wondering what to say. Eventually, he choked out an answer. "Uh, I was just going to have a water and an oats benedict, if that's fine with my queen." He wasn't really into sausage or bacon, and oats benedict was a nice blend of the high carbs he needed with the sweetness of the sauce and the tart flavor of the hash brown bed it was all resting on. Delicious.

"Perfect choice! So, Heiken will have Oats Benedict! Sounds like quite an order, right? Have you got all that, Miki?"

Mikhail bowed and nodded. "I do, my queen. I will be back as soon as it's ready." With that, the chimera turned and hopped down the stairwell to the main floor, walked past Heiken with a polite and respectful bow, then disappeared through the twin doors to the banquet hall which led to the kitchens.

When he was gone, Heiken stepped up to the bottom of the stairs to look up to the king and queen, bowing his head. "My king, my queen, what are your orders?"

Both of them turned to look at each other with a knowing smile before turning back to Heiken. "That's up to you. You're the general, so I don't know, go command your troops or something. We will be here in the throne room, if you need us for anything. As I'm sure you remember, there should be a training regiment north of the city by the wall, practice on that, I suppose? I'm not really thinking much on it, I hope you don't mind me trusting your judgment." She winked and leaned over to nuzzle at Vaulix before un-crossing her legs and relaxing a bit.

Heiken was taken aback by her answer. After his insolence, he fully expected that she'd be angry with him, actively aggressive towards him, or in some ways finding a creative way to punish him, but instead she was offering him the autonomy he always wanted. "So you mean you have no commands for me? No guidance?"

King Vaulix shrugged and chirped at the stallion. "Nope. Not really. We were happy to promote you for your skills, it wouldn't be smart on our end to tell you how to do your job. With that in mind, go ahead, and do whatever it is you want to do. Command your troops. Test the equipment. Consult with the others. We're not warlords, we're king and queen. We're entirely too frou-frou to tell people how to fight." He smiled, knowing full well that he was being silly.

In spite of his assurances that he wasn't equipped to command an army or any military, Vaulix was the exact opposite of that. Heiken knew the king's history before marrying into the royal family, and he was a respected general in his own right. Many years prior, king Vaulix was a healer in the Tehgolian military - the best of his kind in the world - and in the wars between the three nations, he had been promoted time and time again until he was a commander, leading troops into battle with a special emphasis on defense and the protection of his own troops as paramount to the destruction or harm of the enemy. In his years as commander, he successfully managed to keep and protect every single one of his troops despite being involved in some of the bloodiest battles the Epicelian continent had ever seen.

Vaulix was the one person in the kingdom that Heiken would happily bow to on the battlefield, and yet here he was claiming to not be qualified to command an army. Something certainly seemed off, but Heiken didn't protest. Instead he simply bowed in agreement and turned to leave, happily prepared to go and do the proper research needed to set up defenses, only to be stopped.

"Where do you think you're going?" Talba hissed at him.

He paused and turned back around to look at his queen. "Excuse me?" He didn't know what else to say.

"I asked where you are going. It's not a hard question to answer."

Heiken's eyes darted back and forth in confusion; the queen's demeanour had changed drastically from jaunty and jovial to aggressive and borderline sinister, and that made him very uncomfortable. Was she harboring hatred or anger that she was hiding? Did she plan on leaving him open for some sort of attack against his personality? Was there some ulterior motive to hurt him or punish him? "Uh, I'm going to the barracks to-" He started, only to be cut off by a dismissive hand wave.

"No, you're staying here!" She said with a commanding voice, only to have her visage morph from stern to playful. "We ordered you breakfast! You should stay and enjoy our company before heading off to do your thing! I'm sure the royal guard would love to get to know you better now that you've pledged to lead them into battle!" Talba winked at him and crossed her legs again, chuckling at the little ploy she'd enacted before leaning back in her throne, getting comfortable.

The whiplash of opposing emotions had Heiken's head reeling for a moment, but he quickly let that pass as he came to accept her hospitality. He turned back around and sat in the middle of the throne room to chat with the royal guard for a bit before breakfast arrived. They ate and were merry until the meal was over and Heiken left to the barracks with his head held high and loins stirring in anticipation of what he might be greeted with when he returned to the castle.