Forest Tails 3

Story by SwampRat on SoFurry

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Forest Tales - Various Stories From "Lambda Park"

Story #3 - The Order

By SwampRat

(c) 1980-88 Brotherhood of Pan

1991 The Rashathran Society

A row of robed figures led a obviously drugged nude woman up a path, along with

two animals. The full moon smiled down upon the proceedings that unfolded. The

girl was chained to a Dias. First her head and hands were locked into a

modified stock, her chin rested on a piece of leather, which held her head up.

Then her legs were strapped into a U-shaped brace. It locked around the knees,

holding her legs wide apart, and allowing her neither the ability to pull her

legs closer to her chest, or to stretch them back. When she was secured,

someone removed her gag, and a gong sounded.

The robed figures grabbed pots with feathers in them, and whirling around the

girl, proceeded to coat her entire body with oil. They stamped, turned to the

right, then pulled out the feathers, and stroked the girl's body. Then they

would whirl two steps to the left, stamp, and repeat. No part of her was

forgotten. Feathers caressed her belly, he shoulders, her firm breasts. Oil

glistened from her buttocks, between her thighs, on her cheeks. When she was

fully coated, they stopped, and put their pots down, at a distance. Again, a

gong sounded.

A black Stallion was led to the front of the girl. A Black Bull was placed at

the other end. Two of the figures climbed up the sides of the elaborate

scaffolding that surrounded the marble slab, and stood on platforms, waiting.

Again the gong rang, and both animals reared up, clomping hooves into the

platforms where the robes were standing. The robes were parted, and erect cocks

jutted out. Both the horse and the bull nuzzled the crotches of the men in

front of them. Then two muzzles clamped around two dicks, and began noisily

slurping on them.

Hands coaxed long animal penis's out of their sheaths, and rubbed against the

struggling woman. At last both tips seeped pre-cum The stallion snorted, and

sucked harder on the human. The bull drooled, also busy nursing as his pointed

cock-tip opened her anus, while bovine haunches pushed more of the dark red

13-inch dick into her. The pain was unbearable, and her jaw muscles, unwilling

to obey their mistress any longer opened wide. As the scream came out, the

stallion cock went in. The splayed tip was a mouthful, and it was only 1/3 as

big as the ring that shone brightly from the sheath. Even oiled, the animal had

trouble stuffing it in. He planted his hooves, and shoved, making it go down.

The girl gagged, as the monstrosity made it's wy past her tonsils, stopping

just inside her throat. She could breathe, but just barely. The stallion was

plowing almost half of his hugeness into the girl's throat, choking her, then

pulling back until the flared head pressed against her teeth. The bull was

happily pistoning eight inches in-and-out of her tight ass, his balls slapping

her thighs, then swinging back to bounce on the legs of the human who was

buggering him. Both were drooling, and slurping on the meaty man-stalks that

jutted from hairy legs.

Now, two more men dropped their robes, dipped their erections in the oil, and

climbed into position. Once more the gong intoned, and both men lifted their

respective animal's tails, plunging deep into warm asses. The rest picked up

chaises, holding them in their left hands, while opening their robes, and

grabbing their brother's penis with their right hand. The dias was ringed by

men, each with a chalice in one hand, and a cock in the other. Slowly, but

surely, an pattern was established. As the animals pulled out of the girl, they

would bob down on the humans in front of them, while the men behind them shoved

forward, burying their tools to the hilt. Each man, then pulled outward on his

neighbor's dick, his own being serviced by the man on his left. Hips swayed,

haunches thrust, and two massive pieces of male flesh again tried to meet in

the female between them.

With a collective moan, everybody came. Ejaculate splattered into chaises,

spurted into greedy throats, sprayed into body openings. When all were through,

they removed the animals, catching the last dribbles of ejaculate from them

into a pot. To this was added all the contents of the chalices. The girl was

taken away, and tended to. The only robed figure not to participate took the

pot, and handed one of the men a sack, "Well worth the price." and left.

The man sighed, and went over to a book while others covered the pots, washed

down the dias, and generally cleaned-up. He opened it up to a page and wrote

"PAID IN FULL" across one of the entries. That was one down... He studied the

next order, and scratched his head. "Now, where the hell am I supposed to get 3

Gay Unicorns?" He sighed. "Keep the customer happy..." Taking the book, he

followed the procession down the path.

The End