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Normally you would think an over inflated plug in your ass would be thing to wake you up in the morning. Dreams however, can be more powerful than any physical thing. Not much can really be remembered, like any dream the context didn't make sense. I just happened to be in a blue void; blue ground connected to a blue sky on a horizon that seemed to go on forever. It was a very pleasant color, my favorite as a child, and in the dream I remembered running along it. No particular reason, it was just fun to run into the wild blue yonder.

The dream quickly ended when my leg got caught in the blue. I felt a grip and tug on my ankle tripping me, my momentum carried me through the blue surface. It crashed around me like water, I turned around looking towards the surface seeing a bright light. That's when I woke up.

My heart thumped along in my chest as the slight adrenaline surge worked its way through me. I sat up, forgetting about the air pump, making my sore ass jerk in pain. Ah fuck, I gotta get this out. I walked to the bathroom, turned the faucet on, and let the air escape from this kinky game. It came out easy enough, and I felt around my asshole just to see how much it actually loosened up. Not enough to take him to the hilt, but I can slip in a few fingers pretty easily. It actually feels really good now to play with it like this. I spent a few minutes digging around, stretching, teasing it as far as it would go. I turned around to see my ass in the mirror. Come on, it feels like i'm stretching it way more than that. I pulled at it more and more to see how wide I could make it go until I figured it was best just to call it a morning. I'm sure he'll stretch me out better than I can.

I looked at the clock, Still have a little while before I need to head out. Contemplating how to spend the time I figured I'd play a little more with my buttplug. After reinserting it, I felt determined to see just how far I could actually go. Three pumps were easy, four was more difficult. The fifth pump was a real challenge. My ass resisted it as much as it could. I knew I could do one more, but pumped it slowly. A heavy grunt escaped my muzzle as I felt my ass violated by the kinky toy. I walked around feeling it work its way inside me. Squating down, hoping to relieve some of the tension. My breathing was heavy and I groaned at the thought of pumping it another time. On my knees, bent over my bed, I looked at the clock, I have to leave soon I'f i'm going to be there in time. I can't stand another spanking like that.

I got dressed quickly. Securing the pump around my belt and hidden behind my hoody. A little warm for it today, but it'll work. Looks like it's a part of my stomach. Taking a breath, I opened my bedroom door and made my way. I didn't even stop to say bye to my roommate and left him before he even finished his greeting.

Driving back there I felt an anticipation unfamiliar to me. Nervous energy transformed itself into this heavy flutter that danced around my chest. I found myself speeding, having to consciously make sure to go slower to avoid any tickets. But eventually I found myself back on that pebbled driveway. This time I took my stride across the lot, and knocked quickly at the door, with its heavy metal ring. Hangs a lot like his nuts. Feeling flustered at the mental images of his large knockers.

A minute went by, and I began to feel nervous. Checking the time I was fifteen minutes early. Would he really not answer because of that? I looked around while the time passed sitting on the wrought iron bench. The wooden planks used as seating wasn't the most comfortable, but it did give a good view of the property. His yard was more of a forest, the driveway being a hundred feet in providing ample coverage. I can just barely make out the road from here. I thought, peering into the distance. The time went by and my feeling of isolation grew. The sun barely penetrates the canopy above, keeping me shaded, hidden from the world. The nervousness in me built up, but I kept still, abating the tide of emotion. Making it roll through and over me.

It was five minutes till noon and I decided to knock again. Giving three hard knocks, I waited. A minute passed before I heard ruffling behind the great door. It pried open revealing the tall handsome bull. He stared, practically stoic,unless thats a slight smile at the end of his lips? I waited for him to talk and we just stood there staring at each other for far longer than I would have liked.

His horns seemed to shine today. As if there polished,the bronze inlaid to the grooves of his horns seemed to be polished. His robe was open revealing tight bright blue boxer briefs, and his full physique. I felt myself squirming under his gaze until he broke the silence.

"Come in boy." I followed him inside "You know what to do" I figured he meant strip. Peeling off my clothes, unwinding the air pump, I spent little time being modest, the pressure from the plug giving me a sense of urgency, I really hope he takes it out soon. He looked me over, spun me around and pushed me to the wall. I barely caught myself, and an instant later he was taking hold of the air pump.

"Have you been a good boy?"

"Yes"

"Yes what boy" I really hate saying this, feeling my face flush with embarassment.

"Yes d-daddy."

"Well, we'll see about that."

He took hold of the plug, and released the air. Oh god, that feels nice. He gave me a moment. Rubbing my ass and back, It feels like the best massage I've ever had. Then I heard the pumping. One is no problem, two I start to feel it, three I get the feeling of full ness, four and I start to squirm, I'm fidgeting around, and he pauses before the fifth pump. "You're gonna need to handle a lot more than this boy." The fifth pump sent jolts through my body. I groaned hard bucking my hips erratically. "Daddy is trying to make you the best boy you can be. You understand?"

"Yes daddy."

"Now, when you don't do daddy's homework, the only one it hurts is you. You understand boy?"

I hope I don't. "Please daddy, I can't take it! It won't fit!"

"You had all the time in the world to make it fit. Now it's gotta happen." He pumped it once more. Sharp pain scorched my ass as I felt it be spread past unimaginable limits. I could hardly think. THe only thing that didn't make me call it quits now was the thought of never being able to ride this bull. It's my only chance, now or never. If I couldn't take this there would be no way I could take him.

Heaving and breathing my way through the pain I somehow gained my composure. It wasn't too long until my breath was taken away. The deranged bull took hold of the plug and began pulling. The plug was firmly lodged in my ass, but that didn't stop him from tugging. I felt my guts being pulled, and I feared they'd be ripped out of me by the time he was through. The pressure started to mount as his pulls intensified. The pain started to rip through even more when I felt the plug start to slide out my ass. It came slowly at first while the intense burning soared through my ass. Then, all of a sudden, the rest of it popped out faster than I could react to it. Sweet relief flooded through me as my knees buckled. After setting aside the toy, he hoisted me up, supporting my weight, walking through the halls until we found ourselves in a separate bathroom unlike the one I was in yesterday.

It was like a japanese bathroom. A shower head built in on top of the toilet, with a large sauna like bath next to it. Everything was creamy colored marble tile and porcelain. In the middle sat a drainage pipe.

He gestured me over to the side of the tub.

"Straddle it, face this way" I layed down, stomach flat against the wide bathtub's wall. What the fuck is he up to? He turned the water on to the tub. The pipes in the walls came to life but there wasn't water to be seen. The bull pull something from the side of the tub. Some sort of nozzle with a long rubber tube, almost like a water hose. He pulled out lube, and slickened it up. Spreading some more on my asshole. His thick finger rubbing all around it, nearly being sucked in. Oh fuck. Before I could give another thought, he plugged the nozzle inside me. Keeping it steady he released the warm stream of water. It flooded my completely. It wasn't long before I was squirming, I'm gonna fucking pop.

"Please! Ah!" The stream stopped.

"Stand and go to the toilet." I did. It was right behind me, I didn't have to move far. I felt everything slosh around inside me. While I sat down I watched him eye me down. It felt weird, embarrassing to be stared at so intently while on the toilet. I released my bowels and and felt sweet relief. "Wipe yourself" motioning to the variety of plush, and moist sanitary tissue's. I cleaned myself, and he ordered, "get back on the tub".

We continued this process three or for more times. He marched me through the bathroom washing out my insides better than I thought possible. After the second time around it started to feel demeaning. Being marched around, told what to do. My ass felt cold, and I felt strangely empty. When it was over he made me sit in the tub. "Time to give you a bath kiddo."

I sat in silence as I accepted the treatment. "Get on your hands and knees." Kinky. I did, he brought the detachable shower head and started rinsing down my ass. Spraying it all over. It was a quick wash and I was out before I knew it.

Outside the tub daddy brought out the towel and dried me down. I can hardly remember the last time my dad did this. The biggest problem for me, everytime I think of him as 'daddy' the image of my dad pops up. His stoic scowl burned in my mind. I bet he'd be disappointed with this. But I really didn't care.

My bull daddy got out the hair drier and worked me over again. I started to get turned on by it when he brushed out my pub fur. Making sure to get the hot air into the crevices of my thighs and ass. Completely unsure what he would want next, I stood there waiting for his next direction.

"Follow me." I did. We walked through the hallway. This time away from the entrance. Deeper into his house. The hall led to a small living room. A small couch sat infront a large t.v. Mini fridge in the corner. It looked like a regular man cave. Thats when I noticed the long dildo standing on the end table. "Kneel over the arm." I went to the couch, unsure how to lay on this comfortable. I must've taken too long, he place a hand on my back, and slowly pushed forward. I followed suite and got over it. My ass exposed to him. He squirt more lube out. I could hear him slicking, presumably, the dildo. Then I felt the tip press against me. It's thick head feeling much bigger than it was. I gasped when I felt its head slip into me. I started to squirm but his strong arm held me down. The next few inches slipped in and all the air escaped my body. With a good push most of its length went side me, it felt like a large ball was pressing at my entrance. The pressure wouldn't let up, "Come on boy, you can take this. This is twelve inches, I'm fifteen, and thicker than what you're gonna take. Well, at least half of my length is." He's a monster. My sphincter relaxed for just a second, and it was taken. The large knot at the base of the dildo was engulfed by my ass. Fitting snug and sound. I accepted it while my body involuntarily tried to reject it. Wanting to push it all out.

As soon as I felt my ass strain against the dildo, trying to reject it, his hand braced against it. Pushing back on the base, forcing the thick fake cock deeper inside me. He's in charge not me. Can I even handle him? "If that falls out of you, Boy, you'll be punished." His words snapped me out of the painful daze. I had wanted it out of me, but he reminded me why I'm here. He's the one in control.

I still couldn't catch my breath, but was feeling better when he started rubbing my back. His hand gliding back and forth softly, sensually feeling me. "Ok, get on up now." I Tried to push myself from the arm rest. My strength seemed to vanish. He hooked my shoulder, and helped me up. The weight of the dildo threatened to pop itself out, so I had to make a conscious effort to keep squeezing and hope it stays in. I felt it press inside me in many directions as I stood, moving my body.

The bull went around me, shed his robe, placing it on a hanger, and sat down on the couch. "Come here, on your knees, face the t.v." I took my first step and felt my hole stretch around the large knot inside me. Fuck I have to be more careful about this. With shorter awkward strides I made my way over. I felt his gaze the entire time. Watching me, studying me for some aspect I couldn't know what. I just hope he doesn't want anything too crazy. When I was in front of him. I found it hard to turn around. I can't just be so exposed to him. Thinking now this may be the time to stop. But I can't. His face had the slightest smile. I slowly turned around to face the t.v. Some news channel was on. I did my best to make it to my knees. Squatting down I felt the fake cock lose grip. Threatening to tumble out. I clenched hard. "Spread your knees, get lower." I did, kinda reminds me of the way those people in the karate movies would sit. My legs however, did strain at supporting me this way. I had to bend down more, supporting my weight with my arms. "Keep a straight back there."

As soon as I settled into position I saw a foot come flying down in front of me, and felt the bulk of the leg connected to it rest on my shoulder and back. Am I a fucking foot stool? A part of me felt angry at this action. This humiliating scene its all turned into. Daddy, the image of my stoic father running through my mind. You know what, I don't give a damn what he thinks. The foot in front of me, getting bored, started nudging my face. Scraping itself against my cheek. This is what I want. His toe began to flick at my lips. A curdled mix of feelings in my stomach continued to brew. I never really knew myself to have a foot fetish. His toe tried to pinch at my lip. I stuck my tongue out, he brushed past it. Feeling it, he began to poke at it with his foot.

It smelled like foot, and tasted like you would expect. Like sucking on a dirtier thumb. I thought when I wrapped my lips around one of his digits. I slowly suckled on it. Letting my tongue feel its way across the entire surface of his toe. I felt the divide between flesh and nail, and began to reach out for more, but found I couldn't move myself any farther along his foot. I started to feel more relaxed as I got into it. I couldn't explore his other toes, but began to lick the side and top of his foot. Getting really into it. "Thats enough of that." He pulled away his foot, rubbed the caked up saliva on my back and side fur. He placed his foot back on my shoulder. Did I really just do that? Get turned on by a foot? I started to think back to yesterday, when I first kissed his feet. "Hey boy, you're forgetting your first duty." What does he mean by that?

"You better clench it back up if you don't want to be punished." The dildo! I clenched, but it simply expedited the fall. I tried to pull it back up, but felt my ass squeeze the last bit of knot out of me. It's silicone base slapping the floor. I was stunned, unsure of what to do. The dildo hadn't completely fallen out of me, due to it's length most of it was still inside me. Maybe that's fine right? He isn't gonna whip me for this, right? He dropped his foot to the floor, stood, and walked out the room. My mind was blank. I heard his footsteps bound through the hall. Back in forth. Is he looking for the riding crop? I figured he'd know where all of his sexual toys were.

"Ok boy, you have two options." He walked back into the room, going in front of me and kneeling down. Hands still behind his back. "You ready for your punishment?" I honestly didn't know how to respond. The memory of those hat flashes as the crop came down across my ass consumed my thoughts. "He brought his hands from behind his back, brandishing two pairs of frilly silk panties. Each had laces and ribbons, one was red, the other was purple. "You're going to have to wear these while that cock is inside you. So, choose which one you like more." Those things look like they'd barely fit me.

"I, uhh, I'll take the red ones." I said meekly, blushing, barely able to look at him. When I did I saw a very displeased bull staring down at me.

"Thats not the way to address me, boy." His voice felt like strained metal. The tension became very real.

"I- sorry, daddy. I'd like the red one, Please, daddy." I hope that was enough to satiate him. It doesn't look like it.

"Bend over, face on the ground ass in the air." I did as told. As I raised my ass the dildo slipped out further, but was still long enough to stay inside. He reached around behind me, grabbed it, and forced it way back in me. The knot was just as difficult to get inside as before. Two heavy thrusts and grunts, until it sank its way back in me. I yipped loud and sharp when it invaded me a second time. Prompting a swift spank from the bull.

"Now, be a good girl for daddy and put those panties on without letting daddies cock slip out." Daddy's cock? I struggled to keep my ass clenched enough as I maneuvered my legs around to fit the lacy pantis on. Both legs through now, Damn this is tight. I had to shove my junk inside the front, tucked to the side. The small fabric squeezing every part of me. As I moved to left the back part over my ass, it started to snag on the dildo. I struggled for a minute to pull it up and over it without dislodging it. Eventually I was able to give the waistband enough stretch to pull it over. The tight underwear keeping everything in place, making sure the fake cock was stuffed inside me. I could probably start jogging without this thing coming out.

I was embarrassed out of my mind. Kneeling next to this man, and now wearing the girliest thing imaginable. "You look really nice in those girly." He said sitting atop the plush couch. "Why don't you join daddy up here." patting the spot I would be sitting in. I slowly got up and sat next to him. "There's no need to be so cold darlin'." He put his arm around me. "Why don't you give me a hug, cuddle up next to daddy while we watch something together?" More of a command than a suggestion. I leaned in to him. I can't say I don't like this. I could say I was closer to the bull at this moment than any other. One arm hooked around his back and shoulder, the other draped across his broad chest and stomach. I felt the power inside him with every breath. My head laid on his chest. I listened to his deep breathing for a moment as he watched the news. We sat there for a few minutes.

I never knew it could feel so nice to cuddle like this. Maybe he isn't all just some kinky psycho, but maybe there's a man that lives inside this beast. I started to feel more relaxed than I have been. More so than I have in a very long while in fact. The news wasn't particularly interesting so my eyes danced around the room and the bull I was with. Now would be a perfect time as any. "Daddy, whats your name?"

"Oh, you don't need to worry about that sweety. I'm your daddy, that's all you need to know." He said so calmly, it seemed as if he expected the answer. It doesn't make me feel any better. I squirmed a little in his embrace.

"Um daddy, what do you do for a living." A slightly annoyed look flashed on his face for a moment.

"I work as a doctor sweety pie." Oh wow. I didn't expect that. "I'm not a very interesting man, tell me about you baby girl." Like hell isn't.

"But being a doctor is so cool!"

"It's really not the glamorous, it just pays well. But tell me baby girl, what do you get up to day to day?"

"There's nothing much to say about me. I'm just a normal student..."

"With abnormal tastes" he mused, giving a chuckle.

I gave a small laugh as well. "Yeah."

"What do you study?"

"Biology."

"Oh are you a pre-med."

"No, I just wanted to take it because it seemed the most interesting."

"I see."

The arm that he had resting over began to move. It rolled its way down my back, brushing every inch ever so slightly. Just enough to send shivers with that long delicate stroke. His hand then came upon the waist strap of my panty, hooking his thumb inside it. He tugged on it carelessly. Idly playing around.

My hand began to drift across his chest. I started to feel bold enough, to do some heavy petting. His chest was nice and full, muscle braided underneath, but the years have added a bit of softness that only helps to characterize his physique. My hand glided between and around the spot that separates the chest and stomach. I didn't dare go any further.

The news program came and went. When it was done, he flipped to another channel.

"Tell me how much you love daddy." I didn't really want to say it.

"I-i love you daddy." He gave a gruff sigh of content. I tried to bury myself deeper into him. "I, I really love you daddy." He didn't make any noise or motion. It feels weird to think of him more as daddy. He doesn't want a name, and I'm starting to not really care about his name either. He's daddy to me, that's all he needs to be. That's all this needs to be. Just a way we two people can have fun, as kinky as this is, that's what life is for right? To have fun?

He felt warm, and his fur was soft. I closed my eyes and just listened to nothing in particular. Letting go of everything. The room was getting colder, so I snuggled in closer to him. He kept gently tugging on the panty. Playing with it, rolling it around in his thick finger tips.

I couldn't say for certain how long we were like this. One episode passed, then another. A cheesy crime show, and a witty sitcom later, my mind started to wonder back into the fire.

I looked up into the bull, his face cultured in age, handsome bull, deep dark eyes that gaze into everything. Even now I see in his face a working mind behind those eyes. He's thinking of something. I moved my arms up around his shoulder, squeezing him tightly. He looked down at me, resting his muzzle on my head. "Tell me how much you like this baby girl."

"I love it daddy." I truly do. I look back up at him, and he wa staring down with a soft smile. We stared for a moment until I couldn't bare to keep looking. I refocused on his horns, and moved a hand towards them. I pet the base, starting where the grooves faded into the skin, reaching towards the middle section where the spiral groove was at its widest and deepest. "You have beautiful horns daddy. Did it hurt?" I can't imagine how that metal inlay was fixed.

"Yeah, the tips did'nt, they need to be touched up every once in awhile, but the closer you get to the head, the worse it gets. It's nothing unbearable, but it's not at all pleasant. It does make it more sensitive to the touch, but it particularly feels nice when you stroke it all soft and gentle like." His accent is adorable.

"Like this?" I dragged my fingers along the edge of the grooves, eliciting a deep rumble in him. This has been a damn good day.

"Why did you decide to do biology again?"

"Oh, I don't know. I guess it was kind of an impulsive choice. I had to pick something you know, and I had a better feel for it than anything else."

"How do you feel about it now that you've been it, how many years?"

"Three years. It's been an interesting time."

He laughed and said nothing else. I continued to rub his horns, and began to notice activity in his tight blue boxers. HIs bulged seem to swell, not enough to be considered even semi hard, but I could feel he planned something. His heart held no lie, but his mouth doesn't give much truth.

"Let's go to bed. It's a little early, but I wanna get a good first time with my baby girl. What do you say?" He looked at me.

"I'd love that daddy." I said honestly. His muzzle went down, and kissed me. His huge thick lips swallowing mine while his tongues explored me, nearly choking on it. It was a strong forceful kiss, from a powerful man. As if signalling night to come, and a shift in our lives. I could do this with him forever, for as many times it takes to reach infinity.

He broke the kiss and got up, beckoning me and leading me towards his bedroom. Or one of his bedrooms. I can't imagine this house not having more than one. "Get on the bed. Oh and take out that dildo, just leave it on the night stand.

Crawling up on the bed, and unwrapped the back side of the lacy underwear. I wrapped my hand around the base, and pulled. My ass felt like it wanted to come with it. I gave up pulling and tried a twist motion, to help screw it out. First clockwise, then counter, I pulled and felt it pop free while I grunted in relief. At least the knot is the hardest part. I slowly dragged out the remaining nine inches. Fuck I can't imagine how fifteen will feel.

I pressed the base firmly into the nightstand and rolled up my panties. I figure he'd like to take them off. Laying flat on the bed I looked out to see daddy naked, staring at me. HIs thick cock dangling out, working its way to life. I saw in his hands strands of silky rope.

"W-what's that for?" I asked knowing, but not wanting to be confrontational.

"To tie you up of course."

"I don't think I'm going to be comfortable with that."

"Oh come on now, I've been nothing but sweet to ya, I just wanna have a little more fun with you." My Thoughts flashed back to his more forceful side.

"I Just cant. I can't take being tied to the bed helpless like that." I actually started to panic.

"Oh baby girl." He walked towards me, wrapping my in a firm hug. "I don't wanna do nothin' to harm ya, you're the one that wants this don't ya baby girl, to be used in all the right ways, by the best man that can use someone like you?" His tone got darker. My heart dropped. His hug was very firm, and my face buried in his chest helped soothe me. "Besides, I wasn't planning to tie you to the bed."

"Where were you gonna do it?" Feeling curious.

"To my horns of course."

"I never even heard of that before."

"Well, now you get to feel it first hand. What do you say, that way I can be all close to you at all times while we spend this night together."

The thought of that did excite me. I desperately need him to take me, I have to feel this man inside me. What harm can he do to me when I'm tied up to him anyways? I hugged him back tighter, and nodded into his chest. "Ok daddy."

He sits upright, back against the headboard, legs straight out. He pulled on top of him, his cock inches away from mine as I sat on his legs. I felt my cock strain against the panties while his kept growing, becoming semi hard as it encroaches my leg. Fifteen inches is a lot bigger in person. "Grab each horn with your hands and keep them there." The rope he had were actually square sheets of silk. He fold them together with expertise. I griped his horns, he took hold and started wrapping silk around my wrist, behind his horns, up, over, around, and through the hole. Again and again until an an expert knot was made. He did it all by touch and feel, as if he's performed this a hundred times. When he was done my hand was locked, secure in the binds, and flushed to his horn. Then daddy started on the other hand.

His dick grew even more, until it was hard enough to flag against his stomach. Fifteen inches is really big. It nearly hit his chest. It was thick. His head smaller than his base, but still sizable. At his thickest he's bigger than the dildo. I start to question everything. I'm going to die if he shoves that in me. But he'll take care of me right?

He finished binding my other hand. He shook his head, and my arms flailed as he did. He's really strong. He looked at me, with a wide smile, and kissed me one more time. "Move down" I did as best as I canto slide further down. He follows suit relaxing on his back. "Now worship daddy." His arms grabbing my sides to pull me closer until my head was near his chest.

I started to nuzzle, smell, lick his entirety. Rubbing my face across his built chest, check, until his hand guided me into his armpit. I spent time there feeling it, he kept his hair short, but his smll was still deep in there. I could feel his strength even here. I gave lick, to taste him. I felt the need to feel every part of him with my mouth. My licks turned to lapping as I start from his pit and move towards his chest and nipples. Licking and prodding them. Kissing them with all the passion I had in me. His hand moves to guide me lower, lower towards his throbbing bestial cock. I tried to move lower but my bound arms stopped me. I could wrap my mouth around his bulbous tip. He keeps pushing me down, but my arms can't bend anymore. I want him to fill my muzzle so I push myself to take more of it. Stretching my body as far as it would go. He starts to thrust up into my mouth, I gag but I want to take it. His thrusts become stronger more violent, he grabs my hair pushing me down more. Just when I think he's about to cum he pulls me up and off completely detaching me from his cock. He continues to buck his hips, grunting wildly, "Ahh fuck boy, you almost made me pop too early. God damn, fantastic cocksucker." I took pride in that, in that moment.

I want more of him. I want his cum flood my mouth and face. But his grip on my hair kept from going down on him anymore. "Come up here boy" He guided me up on top of him, squatting over him now. His hands pull at my panties, ripping them off forcefully. The tug and wedgie on my body hurt, but I loved it. I felt his throbbing heat between my legs pressing against my sack and dick. His hand griped around my shaft, smashing it into his. "This is a real mans cock boy. I see this is your first time experiencing one. But you sure do have a very pretty little prick" I accepted it. I wasn't meant for topping, but being the best bottom I could be for this bull.

"It's time son." He pushed my ass forcing me to sit up, "Stand a little, like a squat." I got up bracing myself on his horns. He got out a bottle of lube, spread it over his hands, and massages it into his cock. A few more drop go on my waiting asshole, his fingers spreading me, making sure I'm ready. He uses both hands to spread me, I can feel four fingers prying my open. I'm shaking now. "Ok boy, just sit down."

I lower myself, and feel his head pushing at the entrance, one finger being removed as the head slips its way in. I feel myself stretched to the limit already. I can do this. Then, his entire head glides in. A short sharp shock goes through me. I'm fully on my knees now, his member sliding in another inch or two. His bulbous head spready my insides deeper than the dildo ever had. His hips thrust into me, I buck forward feeling the intensity of his cock push in me. He grips my hips to keep me in place. "Lean back boy, get yourself in it" He thrusts once more, keeping me in place, he shoves another few inches in me, I gasp loud, nearly collapsing on the bull. "How am I?" I couldn't understand, "Boy! Who am I, say my name!"

He thrusts into me once more, faster and harder, screaming "Daddy, you're my daddy" As he kept pushing me down I knew I couldn't take anymore without hurting myself.

"Tell daddy what you want."

I couldn't. I couldn't take it anymore. "Daddy, please stop, I can't, I'm sorry you're too big."

"You don't tell daddy, what daddy wants boy. " He pushes me down a few more inches, "You hardly half way there!"

"No seriously stop, I can't fucking take it, Somethings wrong." I tried to get off of him. Lunging forward, trying to stand, but he was too strong. I was panicking now, scared, this guy is trying to fucking rape me. The seriousness of the situation flooded through me. I went to strangers house, tied myself to him, What a fucking idiot I am, he made another htrust into me, I have to get out, I jerked forward and bit horns hard at the base. He screamed louder than I thought possible. He retaliates by wrapping his arm around my body, pinning me, pushing me down and thrusting the majority of what was left of his fat length inside of me.

A ringing and white light flashed in front of me, surrounding my senses. His fucking increased pace. I don't know how much he had inside me, but my whole body was bucking with his. I felt his long thrusting strides, each once penetrate farther inside me. Each time I felt myself breaking more and more. "Fuck yeah, I broke you now didn't I boy." I was limp lying on top of him. He had me, and continued to use me.

After the shock subsided I felt the cock inside me more and more. Its burning rub and the pressure against my intestines and internal organs with each thrust. He had gone past fucking my prostate, and moved into reorienting it. Each gliding pass sent shocks through my cock. Unsure of the pain or pleasure, my cock just leaked in its small soft state. I just rest my head on his chest as he held me close and brutally fucked me. Each push he went a little deeper, I started to squirm again as he got close to filling me with his entire member. At a point I was simply bouncing off the wide base of his cock, my ass unable to stretch anymore and settled as being used as a trampoline so my body wouldn't fit anymore. But my hole gave way, slowly, but I felt it crack open wide, as the bull bucked his whole body into fucking me.

I felt myself resisting again, flailing about useless, any movement restricted by his horns, or allowing him better access to my ass. I was helpless to him. I started to cry. I couldn't do anything else but cry. The pain become past description, emotions flooded through me, embarrassment, fear, shame, I thought of my dad again. My roommate, school. Anything to keep me out of this. But each thrust inside me brought me closer to reality. His wild grunting, getting heavier, wetter, spittle was flying as he worked himself in me.

A few loud grunts later he came. Flooding my with his sperm. He breathed, heavy, tired, spent. I stopped moving, and just waited. His hand moved towards my cock. He started to pump it, trying to get me hard. I actually did, after not too long. I was throbbing, harder than I thought possible. He continued to jack me off, his rough hands rubbing my cut cock with all the pre that leaked out. When I got close, he stopped. I didn't know how to process this. I wanted to cum, not like this, but i still wanted, needed to cum. "Buck your hips boy, grind your cock if you want it." Do I want this?

After some inordinate amount of time laying on top of him, while my pulsing cock was pinched between his fingers, I started to buck. I ground my cock against his stomach, his cock still inside me, moving against my movement. Making him thrust inside me again, bringing back the burning pain that abated only a short few minutes ago. But I need to cum. I continued moving my hips humping faster and faster, until I my load shot out. Strands pooled on his stomach, leaking over the side of his belly.

"Good boy. This means you're mine now. Mine. You'll think of me as master, and call me sir, refer to me as sir whenever you talk about me, or think about me. Do you understand?"

I thought back to the first email that started this all, and the feelings behind it. To be used. Is what it said. And that's what I've experienced. Did it make me happy? Am I glad I went down this path, taking the bold steps out of me car, choosing to face my struggles head on instead of backing away? All those choices that lead to me now, being.. Raped... by this bull. This man who calls himself master. That feeling I had, that innocent horniness is now met by an actual experience. The question rang through my head again and again, like a perfect echo chamber.

I didn't have an answer. It wasn't a question meant for me to answer. It's a question meant for me to feel. To feel what has happened, to feel what will happen. The choices I made led me down a path I never imagined,one felt intrinsically, or by what I thought I felt. It doesn't matter either way, how or why I feel this way after what happened, not anymore. My body moved without me, without my conscious thought, belonging to someone else.

"Yes Sir." I layed on top of him, waiting for him. I don't know how long I laid there until I fell asleep, or did I even sleep that night. I just kept close to sir, waiting for him to make me feel more.