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The music in the club was nearly deafening. Peg tried not to spill the drinks she was carrying as she manoeuvred her way through the intoxicated crowd to where a large, handsome Clydesdale awaited her.

The Appaloosa mare could hardly believe her luck when the extremely-well-hung (from what her not-so-subtle glances at the huge bulge in his dark jeans told her) stud had approached her. They had flirted for a while, danced, and Peg was sure that the night was going to end very well indeed. That suspicion was confirmed when the stallion, Pax, had asked her to get them some drinks from the bar. The mare was already pretty drunk, but she readily agreed to Pax's suggestion. Though Peg herself didn't realize it yet, she was just beginning to enter estrus, and the huge Clydesdale's heavy musk was almost as intoxicating as the alcohol she had consumed.

Approaching their table, the Appaloosa gave the stallion a smile. "Sorry it took so long. A pack of wolves ordered an entire round of shots."

"That's alright." Gods, even his voice was sexy, deep, with just a hint of rumble to it. Peg let out a delighted squeal as the Clydesdale's huge hands wrapped around her waist. "I'm just glad you're back." With panty-drenching ease, the stallion lifted her up and kissed her deeply. The mare couldn't help but moan, her fingers bunching in his shirt.

After he had set her down, Peg took a few seconds to regain her wits and her balance. Giggling drunkenly - both from alcohol and musk - the mare excused herself to the restroom to freshen up. She quickly peed and washed her hands, then touched up her make-up and her chocolate-brown hair. She made her way back to the table, where Pax greeted her with another deep kiss.

Pulling away, he shifted to murmur in her ear. "If you want to get out of here, my place is just a few blocks away." Taking her hand, he guided it to his crotch, where she could feel the half-hard monster in his jeans. The mare felt her panties soak even more as she thought about what taking him inside of her would feel like. "Finish your drink and we can go."

How could she say no to that? Peg downed her drink, some dark mixed drink that the bartender had suggested. It seemed a little strong, but there was probably just a bit of extra alcohol in it. She stumbled forward and latched onto the huge stallion's arm, letting him guide her out of the club and into the night air.

They staggered through the streets, leaning on each other for balance. One of the Clydesdale's enormous hands engulfed Peg's tit, squeezing it and reaching into her skimpy shirt to roll her nipple between his large fingers. Whimpering, the Appaloosa let her hand drop to the stud's huge member, doing her best to jack it through the fabric of his jeans.

Pax groaned in appreciation. He pulled Peg into a side alley, away from any possibly-prying eyes, and pushed her roughly against the wall. The mare hardly had time to cry out in shock before he was on her again. She wasn't sure how long they made out there, frantically tongue-fucking each other and dry humping against the wall. She was only aware of the growing heat within her belly and the stud that would soon be scratching that itch.

After some time, which hardly felt like any time at all, Peg wanted more. She reached for the waistband of the stallion's jeans, drunkenly fumbling for the button and fly.

"Not yet." His voice was deeper and rougher with need. Pulling away, Pax grabbed her by the hand, guiding her along once more. "Soon. I want to get back to my house first."

Disappointed but compliant, Peg followed. As they walked, she found herself leaning more heavily on the huge Clydesdale. Her legs didn't want to seem to work properly, and she kept stumbling over her own hooves. A voice deep in the back of her mind told her that something was wrong, but the burning itch in her belly was growing stronger with each passing minute, set ablaze by the stallion's close presence and masculine musk. It was all that her dazed mind could focus on.

"We're here, sexy." Pax's gruff voice broke through the mare's haze. He gently leaned her against the wall before fishing his keys from his pocket and unlocking the door. He ushered her inside before locking the door behind them.

Peg was unable to see anything in the dark, but the stallion obviously knew his way well enough, half-carrying her down a hallway. He opened up a door and pulled her through, shutting it before pushing her further into the room and flipping on the lights.

The sudden illumination blinded Peg for a few moments. Once her eyes had adjusted, her stomach sank as she took in the room around her. It was bare except for a mattress on the floor with several tripods set up around it, as well as a pile of restraints. More disturbing, though, was the fact that two more stallions, a pinto and an arabian, had just entered the room. Both were buck naked, their equine shafts hard and already leaking pre.

"Peg, I'd like you to meet my friends, Charlie and Gus. They're going to be joining our evening of fun."

The mare shook her head, suddenly aware that her legs were shaking and she was struggling to stand. "N-no," she said. "No, thasss... thassss not..." Speaking was difficult. Her mouth didn't want to work properly, her words coming out slurred.

"Not what you wanted? Listen, slut, if you don't want the attention of a bunch of virile studs, don't go out teasing them when you're in heat."

The sudden change in Pax's attitude shocked Peg nearly as much as the realization that her estrus had come upon her earlier than she'd expected. Fear infused the haze clouding her mind. This wasn't right. She tried to make a sudden bolt for the exit, only to trip over her own hooves and fall flat on the floor.

"Hold her down. I roofied her drink, but it looks like we'll need to make absolutely sure she can't run away."

She tried to struggle, but the two strange horses were too strong. They expertly stripped her of her clothing. The pinto, Charlie, held her arms behind her back while Gus, the arabian, secured her legs. She tried to scream, but Charlie suddenly wrenched her arms above her head, stepped around her and shoved his shaft in her open mouth. Tears stung the mare's eyes as the stallion forced himself down her throat until her nose was pressed against the fur of his crotch.

"A-ah, yeah, suck my dick, slut," he moaned, grinding against Peg's face. Stars danced at the edges of her vision as he held her there, unable to get a full breath. Her heart was racing, hammering against her ribcage so hard that she was somewhat surprised that it hadn't escaped from her body altogether.

"That's enough, Charlie!" Pax snapped. "We don't want her passing out before the fun's even begun."

"Fine, fine," the pinto grumbled, withdrawing his member from the mare's maw. She sucked air into her starved lungs so quickly that she began to cough, drool pooling at the corners of her mouth. Before she could recover, Pax used a length of rope to tie her elbows and wrists together behind her back, severely restricting the movement of her arms.

With little regard for her comfort, the Appaloosa mare was unceremoniously tossed onto the mattress. Gus went around getting the cameras set up while Charlie bent her legs, each hoof pressed against her asscheeks. Pax wrapped some sort of tape around her legs, preventing her from straightening them from that position at all.

When they released her, Peg tested her bonds, her terror only growing as she realized just how helpless she was. "P-pleeeasse, yoouuu don't... have to do thissss," she tried, her voice sounding weak and pitiful even to her own ears. "You can... lemme go-ohhh."

"Oh, we'll let you go, alright," laughed Gus. "After we've had our fun with you."

Pax stepped into view, his clothing now gone. His rock-hard shaft was nearly two and a half feet long, even bigger than she had expected. Despite her fear, Peg felt her pussy moisten further, sending a rush of shame through her at the reaction. "She's mine first," the stallion said. "The little whore's been teasing me all evening. Time to put her in her place."

The Clydesdale flipped the mare onto her back. He got down on his knees before her, aiming the blunted head of his equine shaft at the entrance to her estrus-soaked pussy.

"Don't, nooo-OOOhhhh," Peg began, her pleading turning into a moan as the stallion pushed several inches of his length in. He was so big, his huge cock spreading her wide and setting every single nerve ending alight with pleasure.

"Don't even try to pretend that you didn't want this cock, bitch," Pax grunted. He pulled away only to push back in, more of his shaft filling the mare's unwilling depths. "I saw how you were staring at me, fantasizing about me. You wanted me to be the one to breed your slutty pussy."

She tried to protest, to argue, but the only noises to escape her were moans and sighs of pleasure. Peg could see the faint outline of Pax's cock through her belly already, and he wasn't even halfway in yet! This wasn't what she had wanted, she knew that, but her muscles were so weak, and her mind was so hazy, and the shaft plunging in and out of her depths felt so damn good.

Even if she hadn't been drugged and bound so snugly, the Appaloosa didn't think she could have fought against her rapist. Every stroke of his huge shaft stoked the fire inside her until she was burning - and dripping - with need.

"Fuck, she's wet," Pax grunted, making shallow humps into Peg's prone form. His thick medial ring bumped against her entrance. "She definitely wants this. I bet she can't wait to - ungh! - feel me put a foal in her. Get the cameras rolling, Gus."

Just then, the Clydesdale pushed forward, forcing his medial ring and half of his remaining cock into the poor Appaloosa beneath him. Peg let out a high-pitched whinny as his widening flare brushed against a bundle of nerves deep inside her. Her inner muscles clamped down hard, her vision blacking out for a few moments as she peaked.

Distantly she was aware of Pax laughing. "The whore just came! Gods-damn - unf! - it's like she's trying to - hnng - milk me!"

The unexpected orgasm only fanned the flames of the Appaloosa mare's heat-induced lust. She loved this. She hated herself for loving it. "P-pllleasshhh..." she slurred, barely able to lift her head anymore.

He stilled. She whimpered, instantly missing the delicious friction of his massive dick. She tried to wiggle, to hump the Clydesdale as best she was able, but he wrapped his large hands around her waist, pinning her in place. "'Please' what, slut?"

Chest heaving from both terror and lust, Peg locked eyes with her rapist.

"Fffuck me."

"Lucky bastard," she heard Gus mutter as Pax began to pound her in earnest. Her eyes crossed as the Clydesdale's flare began to bump against her cervix with every bottomed-out thrust. Every rough jab was a mix of both intense pleasure and pain. Peg thrashed in her bonds, but it took her several long moments to realize that she was really humping forcefully back against the huge horse, doing her best to help him breed her.

Then his hand was around her throat, tight. Now the mare's wriggling was frantic, but weak and bound as she was, there was nothing she could do as her rapist began to choke her. She tried to suck in air, but it was hard, so hard. Her face was beginning to tingle. Pax's flare was growing. She could feel his urethra kiss the opening to her cervix every time he bottomed out inside her. Her fingers tightened into fists as, to her shame, she felt another orgasm rapidly approaching.

The Clydesdale also seemed to be close to reaching his peak. Peg wished he would get it over with already. She wanted to be done with this place, to be as far away from here as possible, to scrub herself clean of the filth of this experience. But her heat-crazed body couldn't wait to feel the virile stallion pump her full of spunk. Dark stars dotted the mare's vision as she whimpered, "YESSSHH! Pleasshh, don't shtoooop! Brrreed my fffertile pusshhh-YYYYYY!"

Peg ended herself with a scream as her stretched tunnel clamped down tight around his mammoth member. A second later, Pax grabbed her hips and held her pressed flush to his groin as the first massive jet of the stallion's seed burst directly into her fertile womb. The mare climaxed a third time, her thirsty pussy doing its best to milk him of all he had in his gigantic nuts.

And, OH! Did he have a lot to give. The first few spurts of the Clydesdale's spunk alone were enough to fill her womb. By the time the stallion's twelfth and final jet bloated the poor mare's strained inner sanctum, Peg was lost in the haze of drugs and orgasm. She didn't register when the Clydesdale released her abused throat, though her body automatically heaved and choked. She didn't notice when he finally withdrew from her ravaged depths, cum dripping out of her tainted pussy to puddle on the mattress. It was only when her head was yanked backward and her mouth and cunt were simultaneously stuffed full of thick horseflesh that the Appaloosa mare came somewhat back to her senses.

She had been stretched horizontally across the mattress. Charlie and Gus knelt at her head and knees, the pinto resuming his use of the mare's mouth while the arabian dipped his wick into the Clydesdale's sloppy seconds. Their erratic humps rekindled sparks of heat and lust in her belly.

Charlie seemed to take intense pleasure in choking her on his cock, grabbing her by the hair and holding her at his base until blackness covered her vision and she was on the verge of passing out. Only then would he pull her off of his shaft, allowing her to choke and suck in enough air to keep from fainting before savagely fucking her mouth anew.

Peg was too far gone to care about the distant sensation of pain coming from her ruined and ravaged throat. The lack of oxygen from being continually choked on horseflesh only enhanced the pleasure she felt as Gus jackhammered her overstimulated pussy. Within a couple of minutes, the mare peaked, her fingers clutching the sheet on the mattress beneath her.

The arabian was the first of the two stallions to cum, his flare widening and his seed rushing up the join the race to fertilize the Appaloosa's eggs. The pinto blew his own load moments later, his spunk pumping directly into her stomach. After a few long heartbeats he pulled back, allowing the last of his orgasm to paint Peg's tongue and face.

After they withdrew, Peg rolled onto her side and did her best to curl herself into a passable fetal position. They had sated themselves. It would be over soon, she tried to console herself.

"Did you think that it was over?" Pax's voice sneered, echoing her thoughts. His huge hands grasped her knees and pulled her towards him. "We've only just begun, slut."

It was an eternity before they were through with her. Peg couldn't even begin to count how many times she had been violated. The stallions had taken turns using her - sometimes her mouth, sometimes her pussy, sometimes her tailhole. So much cum had been pumped into her fertile womb that there was no doubt in the mare's mind that she would be expecting at least one foal soon. Her stomach already appeared almost nine-months gravid with the amount of seed still inside her.

Pax cut her free of her bonds. Grimacing, Peg slowly straightened her stiff arms and legs, jolting in surprise as the stallion tossed her clothes down before her.

"Get dressed and get out," the huge horse said gruffly. "And don't get any ideas about telling anyone you were raped or some shit like that. If you do..." He paused, making sure that he had her attention before continuing. "If you do, I have your name, your address. I can send that video we took to all of your friends, family, and coworkers. They won't see someone getting raped. They'll see someone being filled and bred and loving it."

Peg dropped her head, tears of shame stinging her eyes. He was right. Nothing about the night had gone down how she had expected or wanted it to, but deep down, she had loved it, her heated body relishing being used and filled by the virile studs. Her swollen belly jiggled as she silently donned her clothes.

The mini skirt and tube top outfit she'd worn the previous evening - had it really only been yesterday? - had been meant to lure someone in for a night of consensual fun. Instead, she'd been drugged, bound, and raped repeatedly, and she had loved every single second of it.

Shell-shocked and weak from the night of constant abuse, Peg slowly shuffled down the hall and to the door. Her legs were still shaking, but at least they held her weight as she stumbled into the dawn light and away from the house that would forevermore feature in her nightmares... and her wet dreams.