Life of a draft horse
#1 of Slave Jade~
LIFE OF A DRAFT HORSE
The sun was at its hottest, and here I was, pulling the hoe through the fields of my mistress. My body was scorching , sweat was dripping down my mane, rolling down my chest in crystalline beads, my pure white fur shiny with moist as I pulled and pulled, my massive and naked muscles flexing under the golden watchful eye.
For how long had I been serving my mistress, I could not remember, I was working in the fields for as long as I could remember. I looked down at the leather bands tied around my broad head, holding back the onyx mane that fell down my back in intricate swirls. Iron circlets circled my powerful thighs, and a studded band was wrapped around my neck. This was madness...This was torture...I was often asking myself, what did I do to deserve this? Never a word, never a glance, I just kept pulling my heavy iron blade through the soil for what seemed an eternity.
Suddenly, I stopped, I had spotted a feminine silhouette in the far, it was walking towards me... Not a doubt, it was my mistress. She was a wonder of Nature, her dark mane, cut short, revealed her narrow shoulders, descending to her thin waist, and her delicious and so fine legs...And Gaia! What breasts she had! They were very small, making her look like a young pup, but at the same time so sweet. Her fur, the hue of honey, dancing to the sunlight. She, unlike me, was wearing a tight leather bra, and assorted shorts, hugging her delightful behind.
She stopped inches from me, her long, narrow muzzle taunting me. She was barely even tall. She came up to the middle of my broad chest. She wiggled her nose, and quickly untied the straps of the iron blade, freeing me. I immediately knelt before her. I tried to keep my head down, but I was so close I could smell her womanhood through her tight black leather shorts. She told me to rise, which I am thankful, that smell was driving me insane. My mistress took hold of my arm, her hand not even circling half of my massive biceps, and took me with her to the mansion.
CHAPTER 2
The massive oaken doors silently slid on their hinges. I penetrated the mansion. The ceiling was quite low, seven feet I would have guessed, allowing me to stand outstretched, but practically no more.
I felt a sudden wave of refreshing cold, the air was good in here. It was filled with perfume, I could swear it was wild strawberries...
My mistress pulled my harness hard, bringing me down and pointed the nearby staircase, 'Up.' She said. I quickly obeyed, walking up the marble steps. The staircase opened onto a long hallway, in which four closed doors could be seen. I followed her as she still pulled along, and she silently pushed open one of the doors.
The room was gigantic, and it was empty, save for the 'mattresses of straw disposed in the middle of the wooden floor. 'Sit.' She commanded. And so I walked to the mattresses, and sat down, keeping my head low.
I felt the itchy straw gently tingle my skin, it felt good.
My mistress came up, an evil smile on her face. She let out a growl, and snarled, showing rows pointy white teeth. I was getting scared. I tried to ask her what was going on, but she pulled harder on my harness to shut me up. Gosh. I could start to smell her sweet private scent again...I felt my head turn for a second.
She reached into her pouch, and knelt next to me, holding a spiked collar, about three inches of diameter. Surprised, I said this would never fit around my neck, and she chuckled. I was getting this awkward feeling, my body was getting warm again, even with the freshness of the room...Looking down, I realized, my manhood was swelling, getting bigger and bigger by the second. I gulped. Gaia! I felt so ashamed then. I had finally stopped swelling, reaching a full twenty inches, three wide... I could not imagine what she would to do me for such an affront.
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CHAPTER 3
Then, she reached down, smiling, and tied the leather collar at the base of my manhood. My eyes widened in surprise, as she gently laid her hands on my shaft, and started rubbing up and down. My body was hot, and the sweet scent of hers was overwhelming the room. I could feel my shaft throbbing. She then went on all fours, winced at me, and told me, 'Take me, now. Your mistress commands you.' I could not believe it. I came up behind her, stroked her dark mane, ran my hands down her fine back, palpating her sweet breasts, and her perfect butt. I got hold of her shorts, and with a quick twist, ripped them away. I rubbed my manhood against her moist slit, she was dripping all over me. I asked her if she was sure, I could not believe I would ever fit in... She quickly said yes, pulling on my harness.
So I started pushing my shaft against her womanhood, harder, and harder, I could see her lips spread to make place for me. Then I slowly entered, inch by inch, and heard her loud groan as I went deeper and deeper. To my astonishment, she had taken all of it, and was starting to move on herself. I began thrusting in and out, I could hear the squishing noises each thrust made, she was literally closing in on me, she wrapped me with her pussy, it was so tight. I went on faster, and faster, and harder too. She was moaning, groaning, pulling on my harness even more. This was just too much to take. As I was about to climax, she pushed me back, telling me to pull out, then she turned around, put the end of my shaft in her mouth and stroked it hard.
This was all I could take. I unleashed everything I had into her mouth, as she kept on stroking, as I kept cumming, and she swallowed, once, twice, and one last time. She licked her lips, pushed me over so I fell on my back. She sat on my lap, still pulling on my harness. Her muzzle touched mine, Gaia! She was so beautiful.
'If its all you can give your mistress, I don't see why I would keep you!'
To be continued