Epiphany
#2 of Arena Time
I originally wrote these stories as one large story with a smaller follow
up story. Ive been wanting to post them on yiffstar but the first one was
just way too big to fit. It took me a while reading the first one and
rereading it to decide that it could be split up but the first place it
is split isnt all that good. I wrote these when I was far younger so
please forgive the spelling and grammer.
These stories should not be read by anyone under 18. There is bondage,
torture, rape, humiliation, pregnancy, and painful egg laying.
Arena Time #2 Epiphany.
Sirbel, then stepped back into the stall area. He went around to the
different stalls and whispered, "Dinner time", skipping female 32 and
female 34's stalls.
Sirree was amazed at the thoughtfulness of Sirbel. This dracian male, who
earlier, was prompting guards to torture these two females out of their
wits, was now making a very conscious effort to let them get much needed
sleep. Sirree looked over to female 34. Her cloaca was extremely red and
sore, but there was not the tiniest drop of blood.
Sirbel saw Sirree looking at the females cloaca and whispered, "I know what
your thinking. Your wondering why there isn't more damage. We've been
developing that special gelatin over the last 100 years. It has healing
properties, and is a fine lubricant".
The guards brought in 8 plates of meatloaf, and this time, instead of
collard greens, there was some mixed vegetables. Sirbel admonished the
guards with a "Shhh.... Let these two sleep".
The guards then removed the muzzles, bits and wrist manacles. Each female
got down on all fours, remembering rule six, they ate using their snouts
only. When the last female had finished eating, the guards put the wrist
manacles back on, re-muzzled each female, then tied the lanyards to the
walls.
Sirree, could not believe how sore her cloaca was. She couldn't even
imagine what female 34's cloaca felt like right now.
The next morning, Sirree woke to the smell of dracian feces. Several of the
others females had to go again, during the night.
A couple of guards came in and began to clean up the droppings.
Sirbel entered and said in a soft but firm voice "Time for breakfast".
The guards brought in plates of meatloaf, with varied vegetables.
Sirbel continued "We try add make your meals as nutritionally balanced as
we can for what your going to need. You really should try and eat as many
of the vegetables as you can".
The guards once again freed the females, who were now getting used to
eating like animals.
Once each female would finish her meal, a guard would then, remanacle,
remuzzle, and tie each female back to the wall.
Sirree noticed that the soreness of her cloaca was almost gone, and the
extremely red and sore cloaca of her neighbor was now just slightly pink.
Sirree thought to herself, "Wow that gelatin is powerful.
Sirbel started to speak. "OK, I realize yesterday was very traumatic for
you all. It is for the best. Everyone of you here will stand a very good
chance of bearing two clutches of eggs. You would have no hope, what so
ever, on your own. One thing they don't tell you in the history books is
that the great Sueril even needed help. As a matter of fact she needed a
great deal of help".
A small hint of concern then crossed Sirbels face as he continued. "OK, I
am now allowed,... and wish,... to tell you what a real arena session is
like. Today will be your first real session. Today you're going to be mated
by real males, and not just dildo's. First I want to give you all the good
news. The males are picked by lottery. Before they even can enter the
lottery, they have to pass some fairly strict tests, to make sure they will
not pass on any diseases to you. They will all be very healthy. While the
males are with you, they are bound by some extremely strict laws. They are
not allowed to hit you in any way. They are not allowed scratch or bite you
in any way. They may not apply any undue force against any of your limbs.
They are not allowed to use any foreign objects, with one exception. They
may use the standard size dildos that we provide them. Even the smallest
violation, is punishable by 25 years in jail, a 50,000 gold piece fine,
with the possibility of parole in 10 years. Needless to say these males are
very conscious of your health".
Every single female seemed, to gain some small amount of comfort at
Sirbel's words.
Sirbel continued, "Now for the bad news. I've been in charge of enough egg
bearers to know that yesterday, you females, probably thought that the 100
strokes, from the regular dildo, took about a half an hour. I timed it.
From the time the guards started to the time the last guard had given the
last stroke lasted just under... six minutes. Real arena sessions have the
following schedule. They start out with a marking ritual, followed by
colonics. This takes about 15 minutes. After that you will be mated by ten
males. Each male is allowed to spend 15 minutes each, with you. Some males
who are really potent at the time may manage to copulate with you, twice.
Most males tend to finish their time using the standard dildo. Make no
mistake. Yesterday, you were stroked by the standard dildo for just 6
minutes. Today, you will be with ten males, each with 15 minutes. Ten males
times 15 minutes each plus 15 minutes for marking and colonics, plus 15
minutes allocated for any punishments is a total of 180 minutes or 3 hours.
That's right. You heard me correctly. A standard session lasts 3 hours. For
the better part of three hours your cloaca will be penetrated by either
dracian male penises, or standard size dildos. But that's not the end of
the bad news. Some males may need some extra stimulation before their
penises are erect enough to penetrate your cloaca. Most males need a stool
to get to the correct height to mount you. If at any time a male should
move the stool around to the front of your benches, they want you to
stimulate them orally. They are not forbidden to do this. You are required
to stimulate their penis with your mouth. If you refuse to do so, you will
be punished with 20 strokes from the pain giver dildo. Also, we consider
biting at this time the most serious offense by our females. If you bite a
males penis you will receive 50 strokes from the pain giver dildo. Believe
me, if you receive 50 strokes, you will be lucky if you only faint twice.
I've even got more bad news. Most males are just there because they one the
lottery. They couldn't care less about you. Other males have a loving, very
gentle stile about them, and may even try to nuzzle and kiss you before
mounting you. It's up to you if you want to let them do so. But, there is
one more kind of male. The kind who are cruel and sadistic. Our laws
prevent them from actually harming you in any way, but, most of these males
take great delight in trying to get you to speak, just so they can get a
perverse pleasure in watching you get 10 strokes from the pain giver dildo,
for every word you say. I wanted to warn you about this. Remember there are
no exceptions. If they get you to say even one word you will receive 10
strokes for that word. And now for the last bit of bad news. There will be
three males that will be here all week. There are always three males who
have won a special weekly lottery and have won what is called marking
rights for the week. I'm not aloud to tell you what that means".
As Serbil spoke, the females began to register a look of fear and impending
doom on their faces.
Sirbel continued. "It's about time for you to be on display. The public
will soon be coming by the windows".
A few minutes passed and a crowd began to steadily walked by the windows,
looking in at the bound females, forced to be animals.
An hour passed. Sirree did not have to defecate last night but now she
needed to, badly, and the crowd was very thick, outside her window. She
gritted her teeth but she just could not hold it in. She let it go into the
hay and the crowd let out a small cheer. Sirree became teary eyed at the
embarrassment. The guards never cleaned the stalls until just before meal
times so the droppings would remain in Sirree's stall for the next 4 hours.
During that time, several other females had to defecate, and each time they
did, a small amount of hand clapping and cheering would arise from the
crowd.
Four hours later, the guards returned, and began to clean up the females
droppings.
Sirbel entered and announced, "Lunch Time".
Lunch followed the same procedure of the guards bringing in food, then
untieing the females to allow them to eat. As always they ate, while on all
fours, using their mouths only. And, as usual, once they were finished, the
guards, once again, re-muzzled and manacled the females.
For the most part, each females crying had died down to nothing more than a
look of extreme sadness and hopelessness.
An hour passed and female 30, once again felt the need to defecate and drop
her feces in the hay.
Sirree thought that the two hours passed as if they were an eternity. Her
imagination was going a mile a minute. How could she endure being mated
over and over again and again for 3 hours.
Finally the guards returned. First they cleaned up the droppings, then
began to untie the lanyards, and again started to lead each female, by the
nose, back to the arena doors. Sirbel entered, and once again a cheer
erupted from the arena. The females heard Sirbel begin to speak.
"This afternoon, we have a special treat for you, ten females who will be
going through there very first, real, session".
The applause and cheering exploded, and went on for 3 minutes.
At last Sirbel got some semblance of control of the crowd and started to
announce each female. When he called female 35 Sirree's guard began to lead
her into the arena. Sirree immediately noticed something different. The
heavy metal latches that held the bench feet securely to the stage were all
undone, and the benches were set off to one side of the stage. The females
that were already in the arena were positioned, facing the audience, with
there backs to the grating. Each guard took great pains to make sure each
females tail was lying forward, on the stage, between their legs. Once each
female had been led into the arena and placed in this position, Sirbel gave
a signal with his finger.
The guards whispered into the females ears, "Sit down".
Each female complied, and when they were all sitting, facing the audience.
Each guard then began to take off the wrist manacles. They did not take the
muzzles off. The guards then slowly help each female to lie down on their
backs on the grating. They then bound their wrists and ankles with manacles
attached to the chain latches, that straddled the grating. Each female was
now stretched out over the gratings, with their tails pointing at the
audience, and their snouts and cloacas, pointing up to the afternoon sky.
Once all ten females were bound. Sirbel spoke. "As usual, we will start the
session with the marking ceremony. Bring in our three weekly, lottery
winners".
A door at the end of the stage opened up and three male dracians stepped
in. One was dressed in a nice suit, another was dressed in casual clothes,
and the last was had on farmers overalls.
Sirbel continued. "They will now choose which female they wish to mate
with".
Each male began to take their clothes off, until they were completely
naked. The dracian that was dressed in a suit, walked over to female 39. He
faced the audience and straddled female 39's tail with his feet. He
shuffled his feet around until they were perfectly aligned with the yellow
lines on the grating. In this position female 39 had a very clear view of
the males rectum and penis which ran together, closely in a cloacal
structure. The male began to squat down. Female 39 finally realized what
was about to happen and started to jerk at the chains holding her down, in
vein. Female 39 saw the males muscles push down. She then saw fecal matter
begin to expand the males rectum. His feces began to exit his body in a
long thick rope. When it finally fell, it hit female 39, directly on her
cloaca. She threw her head back in disgust, and tears flowed from her eyes.
Some of the feces flowed down the side of her tail. Some of it remained on
her cloaca. As she writhed in disgust, she could feel some of the malleable
substance being worked between the sides of her cloaca.
The crowd cheered and Sirbel announced, "The first choice has been made".
The male walked off the stage, taking his clothes with him.
The male that had the casual clothes on, walked down the line of females
then walked back, trying to decide which one he wished to mark. He stopped
at Sirree. He then placed his feet on the yellow lines, astride Sirree's
tail. Sirree was able to see every part of the males penis, rectum
structure. Sirree began to yank on the chains and manacles, binding her
wrists. She did not want this to happen to her. She did not want to be
marked. The male raised his tail high and squatted down over Sirree. Sirree
saw the muscles of the male above her push. She then saw his rectum begin
to be forced open by a ball of fecal matter. The ball slowly emerged into a
thick rope. As it emerged from the male, Sirree continued to yank at the
chains. The thick rope finally broke free from the males rectum, and hit
Sirree directly on her cloaca. Sirree threw her head back in utter disgust,
and tears flowed profusely from her eyes. The male let another rope go,
which also hit Sirree, squarely on the cloaca. Sirree was sobbing out loud.
The fecal mater slowly flowed over the sides of Sirree's tail, and fell
into the grating. The smell of it combined with the feel of it between the
sides of her cloaca, increased her sobs of utter disgust. The male then
walked off the stage.
Again, a cheer arose from the crowd. Sirbel spoke. "Our second male has
made his choice".
The male that was wearing the farmers clothes, then walked out on the
stage. He walked all the way down. As he passed Sirree, Sirree noticed that
this individual smelled just as bad as what the previous male had done to
her. Obviously he worked with farm animals a great deal. He then began to
walk back. To Sirree's horror, he stopped and began to position himself,
astride her tail. Sirbel said nothing. Sirree then realized that this was
not against the rules. She began to, half heartedly, yank at her chains
again, as tears continued to stream down her face. Sirree noticed that this
males penis was slightly larger than the others. She saw the male begin to
push. Slowly his rectum expanded to accommodate a ball of fecal matter. It
oozed from the males body into a thick rope. It hung and wiggled from the
base of the males tail. The male then closed his rectum and the thick rope
fell directly on to Sirree's cloaca. This reignited Sirree's sobs of
disgust, as she felt he thick substance slowly flowing over the sides of
her tail.
Sirbel announced, "The third choice has been made".
And, an uproarious cheer erupted from the crowd.
Sirbel continued, "Now that the marking ceremony has been completed we will
now prepare the females for mating".
The guards began to unfasten the wrist and ankle manacles from each female
and helped them to their feet. They then, refastened the, behind the back,
wrist manacles. Then they tied the muzzle lanyards to one of the chain
latches around the gratings. Each guard then fetched a bench from the side
of the stage. They positioned the benches on the heavy metal latches, and
fastened the latches. Each guard, then untied a female, slowly, but firmly
bent them over each bench, then helped them scuttle onto the bench, belly
down. They then attached the wrist and ankle manacles. They then attached
the tail manacles, so that once again, their cloacas were on display for
the entire audience to see.
Sirbel continued. "They will now be given a colonic, in preparation for
mating".
The guards, once again brought out the pumping apparatuses. They inserted
the long tubes into the females cloaca, and up into their colons. They then
began to pump large amounts of water into their colons, then they took the
tubes out. Each female knew, now, that there was little point in holding it
in, and let torrents of water, mixed with fecal matter go.
Sirbel, continued. "Now it's time to start general mating".
The guards started to bring out well built stools, that had very wide feet,
so as not to go through the grating. All the doors at the foot of the stage
opened up and naked males started filing in.
Sirree looked back and saw ten males form a queue behind her. Sirree
noticed that the males all had a tag attached to their head horns. Each tag
read a size in inches. She then realized that this referred to the
thickness of the males penis. The first males tag read 1" the last male was
the same farmer who had marked her earlier, and his tag read 1 1/2". The
male that was casually dressed, and marked her earlier, was about half way
through the line. The males were put in the order of their penis size,
starting with the smallest. Sirree, now realized that as the 3 hours wore
on, she would be mated by males with larger and larger penises.
The first males stepped up on stage. Sirree saw some males that were with
other females move the stools around to the front of the benches. She
looked back at her male. He had immediately climbed up onto the stool in
back of her. The stool brought his penis, perfectly even with her cloaca.
It was already very stiff. He began to push its tip to Sirrees cloaca. His
penis was small for a dracian and penetrated Sirrees cloaca fairly easily.
Despite this, when Sirree felt her cloaca being penetrated by the real
thing, this time, she let out a gasp. And, tears began to flow from her
eyes. The male began to hump her with a steady rhythm. Sirree felt so
completely helpless. But the small male was no where near big enough to
cause her any pain. She looked around as the male humped her over and over.
The males that had moved the stools around to the front of the benches had
laid their penises in their females mouths. Each of these females,
remembering Sirbels warnings, had started to gently suckle at the males
members, as the males slowly humped in and out of their mouths. And, their
erections steadily grew. When each male was satisfied with his erection, he
would move the stool to the back of the bench, as fast as he could and
began to mate with his respective female.
Sirree felt the male, humping her, begin to slow his pace. His breathing
became erratic and his body began to shiver. The male slowed even further.
His eyes began to cross. Sirree felt the males penis stop humping and
convulse. She felt its flesh expand to make room. Then she felt a thick
liquid erupt from its tip and flow into her. She began to cry. The male
stood there for a few seconds as his body had completely seized. He then,
pulled out of her, collapsed over Sirree's back, and rested their for a few
seconds, more.
When the male finally got up, he reached for the dildo. When Sirree saw
this, her tears of sorrow increased. Sirree felt the male begin to work the
dildo against her cloaca. It slowly but surely began to force her cloaca
open. The male settled into an even rhythm. Sirree began to feel the
horrible empty pushing feeling, return to her cloaca. As the male gave her
stroke after stroke from the dlido, Sirree's breath became labored. Her
body began to involuntarily writhe in an effort to accommodate the
incessant stimulation. Sirree felt the muscles around her cloaca spasm. Her
eyes crossed, she grit her teeth, then her body involuntarily pushed hard
against the dildo, for a few seconds. She then went limp over the bench.
She was exhausted, but the male just kept up the rhythm, impaling Sirree
over and over, with out missing a beat. Sirree could do nothing but lie
there and endure the incessant stimulation of her cloaca. Passage of time
seemed endless. The male just kept on stroking and stroking her. Sirree
then felt here cloacal muscles begin to spasm again her body started to
writhe once again, and then it, once again gave an intense push against the
dildo, that lasted several seconds. She then collapsed once again, on the
bench. The male continued to impale Sirree, over and over.
Then Sirbel spoke, "The first males turn is up".
Sirree felt her tormentor pull the dildo all the way out of her. It made a
sucking sound when he did. Then he walked off the stage.
Sirree now understood what Sirbel was talking about, that morning. The
stimulation of her cloaca, seemed to take an eternity. But only one male of
ten, had finished his work. Only 15 minutes had passed. And, there were
nine males left. And each males penis would only increase in size. Sirree
mustered what strength she could to look around back of her. The next male,
in line was approaching her cloaca. To Sirree's horror, he picked up the
bench and began to move it around to the front of the bench. He stepped up
on the bench, then gently urged her to open her mouth with his finger.
Sirree, complied because she knew if she didn't, she would receive even
more torture, with the pain giver dildo. Sirree cried as the male let his
penis rest in her mouth. As she was instructed, she began to suckle gently
at the soft flesh. The smell was almost as bad as the feces that had been
left in the stalls, all night. Sirree wept in absolute disgust. She felt
the soft flesh begin to firm up. It grew noticeably bigger than the males
penis who had already mated with her. The male began to hump into her
mouth. Sirree began to feel the organ, on the top of her tongue, spasm. The
male then stopped humping. He slowly withdrew his penis from her mouth. He
then, quickly got off the stool, picked it up, and ran around to the back
of the bench, and hopped up on the stool. He then began to push his, now
stiff, member at Sirree's cloaca. Sirree, felt the dracian member enter
her. She stiffened as this penis was just about as big as the standard
dildo. The male began to slowly pump his rigged flesh in and out of Sirree.
Sirree felt the need to push begin to return to her cloaca. Her breath
slowly increased in volume. Every hump of this male, steadily increased
Sirree's cloacal stimulation. Her breath started to become quick and
shallow. Her body began to writhe, and she began to moan. Each moan seemed
to cheer this male on further as quickened his pace. Sirree felt her
cloacal muscles spasm. Sirree's eyes began to cross, and her teeth were
clenched, tightly. Her cloacal muscles pushed then gripped hard at the
males penis. Seconds later, she fell limp over the bench. The male
continued, but not for long. His paced slowed, and then his body began to
shiver, violently. As he crossed his eyes, his snout began to point up, as
he tried to swallow a lump in his throat. Sirree felt the stiff male flesh,
within her, begin to spasm, then expand in small surges. She then felt
large amounts of thick liquid erupt from the males penis and flow into her.
She did her best to swallow a lump in her throat. The male withdrew his
penis and collapsed over Sirree's back. Sirree could not believe how
completely exhausted she felt, at this point. To her horror, the male got
up and reached for the standard dildo. Her cloaca was to be forced open,
once again. Sirree did not have any energy to resist. The male slowly but
surely impaled Sirree with the dildo. Sirree could not even lift her head
off the bench anymore. The male rhythmically stroked Sirrees cloaca, over
and over, with the dildo. Sirree could only lie there in tears, as the
dildo expanded her cloacal muscles over and over in a seemingly, never
ending torment. She hadn't any energy left to lift her head as the first
cloacal muscle spasm hit her. She just laid their, as her eyes closed
tightly, and she gritted her teeth. She just could not believe how long the
stimulation of her cloaca was lasting, even now. She laid there and
resigned herself to the feelings, and the orgasms.
Finally Sirbel spoke again. "The second males turn is up".
Sirree felt the male pull the dildo completely out of her cloaca. At this
point Sirree just laid there and tried to swallow a lump in her throat.
She didn't have the energy at this point to look behind her. She heard the
next male begin to approach her cloaca and climb up on the stool. This male
already had an erection. Sirree felt him begin to push it at her cloaca.
When it penetrated, Sirree took a gasp of air. This males penis, felt even
larger than the last.
Sirree's torment would continue over the next Hour and 30 minutes as male
after male with larger and larger penises, filled her with their seed. Each
time the male would fill out his time with the dlido.
The fourth male stepped up, mounted Sirree, then copulated with her.
The fifth male stepped up, mounted Sirree, then copulated with her.
The sixth male stepped up, mounted Sirree, then copulated with her.
Sirree had very little strength to yank on the chains or even lift her head
off the bench. Her cloaca was steadily be forced open wider and wider. Her
tears flowed unceasingly. At this point, copious amounts of semen was
oozing out of her cloaca and down in between her belly and the bench
The seventh male stepped up, mounted Sirree, then copulated with her.
The eighth male stepped up, mounted Sirree, then copulated with her.
The ninth male stepped up, mounted Sirree, then copulated with her.
Sirbel then announced, "The ninth males turn is now over".
Sirree heard her next mate walk up behind her. But this male picked up the
stool and began to walk around to the front of the bench. Sirree could not
believe it. She barely lasted this long and the last male wanted her to
suckle on his penis? He placed the stool down and stood on top of it.
Sirree noticed that this was the farmer who had marked her earlier, and he
smelled just as bad. Despite this she willingly opened her mouth and let
the male put his penis into it. She knew what would happen if she didn't
and in her present state, she did not want to b punished. She began to
suckle at the fowl smelling penis. The penis began to stiffen. As it did,
Sirree began to realize something. Her eyes opened wide in horror. Up to
this point the males penises were just about average to just a little bit
over average in size. However, Sirree had noticed that this males penis was
not only bigger, it was quite a bit bigger. It still paled in comparison to
the size of the pain giver dildo. But Sirree was still afraid of what this
might feel like. The farmer began to hump Sirree's mouth. His penis seemed
to become hard as a rock. And it was beginning to stroke the back of
Sirree's throat. Just then the farmer stopped humping. He slowly extracted
his penis from Sirree's mouth. He then picked up the stool and walked
calmly around to Sirree's cloaca. Sirree found a little strength from
somewhere and began to yank on her wrist chains again, and shook her head
back and fourth in a vein attempt, in her forced muted condition, to cry
out, "NO! NO"! Tears rushed from her eyes.
She felt the male begin to work his penis at her cloaca. With tears still
streaming down her face, she tried to swallow a lump in her throat.
Sirree gasped as she felt the large member impale her cloaca. She still did
not have the energy to even lift her head off the bench. But her breaths
came fast and labored as she felt the large, hard penis being slowly being
forced into her. The farmer pushed all the way in, then slowly, pulled all
the way out. He began to slowly and rhythmically pump his large penis in
and out of her. Sirree felt her cloacal muscles spasm much more quickly and
intensely than before. Her body involuntarily and intensely bore down and
gripped his penis. What ever last bits of energy Sirree may have had left
was poring away in torrents. Her arms went limp and her tongue began to
hang out of her mouth as large penis slipped by her cloacal walls, pulling
them along with it, over and over again. Sirree, felt the farmers body jerk
hard. She then felt his large penis spasm and throb as wave after wave of
semen flowed through it. Sirree felt the thick liquid begin to fill her up.
But, the farmer was very potent. The semen just kept coming. Sirree felt it
begin to leek out from around the farmers penis, even though her cloaca
gripped it so tightly. The trickle increased to spurts of semen from
between the penis and her cloacal wall. The farmer pulled his penis out of
Sirree, and her cloaca let go a stream of pressurized semen. Sirree shut
her eyes and began to cry.
She could not believe how, exhausted as she was, she could still feel such
intense pain. One thing she kept on telling herself was that none of the
male, and even this last one, came even close to the pain giver dildo. And
she was not assigned any punishments.
Her eyes popped open again when she felt herself being impaled by the
standard dildo. The farmer was not done. He began to stroke Sirree in a
slow methodical rhythm. Sirree felt her cloacal muscles slowly begin to
arouse again. And, tears once again flowed from her eyes.
But the farmer didn't stroke her for very long. He pulled the dildo out of
Sirree and set it on the stage. In Sirree's weakened state she thought the
farmers must have ended. She had no idea how much time had passed. While
stroking Sirree with the dildo the farmers erection had returned and he,
once again, climbed up on the stool.
Sirree was trying to catch her breath. Her limbs just dangled among the
chains. Sirree let out a gasp when she felt it. The farmer, once again
pushed the tip of his penis against Sirree's cloaca. Sirree felt the penis
push her cloaca wide open, and with what little strength that she had
regained, she let out a pathetic little moan. Tears once again streamed
from her face. The farmer was spreading her cloaca wide, and there was
nothing Sirree could do about it. Every last bit of strength had left her
body, and she was bound and tied down like a common animal and she was
being used, over and over again and again. The farmer hump Sirree for a
long time. His second orgasm would not come for almost twice the time, that
his first one took. Sirree felt every stroke. She felt every long slow
penetration, and every long slow withdrawal. And, she could do nothing but
lie there and endure it. Finally, Sirree felt her tormentors body shudder.
He bucked his penis, hard into Sirree. Sirree felt the member inside her
throb and bulge. And, then she felt more semen begin to flow into her body.
The farmer stood there, very rigged, for a few seconds. He then withdrew
the rapidly deflating member from Sirree's cloaca. He then collapsed over
her back and rested. Sirree once again caught a whiff of the farmer who
smelled of animal droppings, and was now lying prone over her back. A few
seconds passed, and the farmer recovered and stood up. He once again picked
up the standard dildo and began to stroke Sirree. After what she had been
through, she hardly noticed the dildo now stimulating her cloaca. But, her
body would surprise her one more time. Once again her cloacal muscles
spasmed and began to push then grip the dildo. The male did not miss a
beat. He just kept on stroking and stroking Sirree.
Finally Sirbel spoke once again. "The tenth and final males have now
completed their turn".
A tremendous cheer erupted from the crowd and continued for several
minutes, until Sirbel was able to quiet them down.
He said, "I'm afraid I have some bad news. There are no punishments
currently assigned".
The crowd let out a collective sigh of disappointment and began to file
toward the exit doors.
Each female was completely exhausted. The guards began to undo their wrist
and ankle manacles, and refasten their wrists in back of them. The guards
slowly helped each female back off the benches. Most of the females, at
this point, could not stand on their own, including Sirree. When a females
legs would give way, the guard would let her lie back down, belly first, on
the bench, to regain her strength. It took about ten minutes but each
female slowly began to regain some strength, and they were finally able to
stand on their own. Then they were lead, by the nose, back to their stalls.
Even though bright daylight still shown in through the windows, each female
fell fast asleep, the moment their heads hit the hay.
Sirbel entered the room. He was about to announce dinner time, but he began
to look around in the stalls. Not one female was awake, and he decided to
let them sleep.
Morning came.
The day went, pretty much to schedule. The guards cleaned up droppings,
left during the night. They brought out breakfast plates, set them in the
stalls, untied the females, the females got down on all fours and ate like
animals. They washed the females. Crowds started filing past the windows.
The females were still very embarrassed by their nakedness, and still had
looks of remorse on there faces, but they were beginning to get used to the
treatment.
A few females needed to defecate, could not hold out, and let it go into
the hay. As, each female did, a small amount of whistling and cheering came
from the on looking crowd.
Lunch was served, the females, got down on all fours, and they ate like
animals.
Two hours later, the guards, once again lead them, by their noses, to the
arena.
Once again each female was manacled, stretched over the grating, lying face
up.
Sirbel, once again announced that the marking ceremony would begin.
The three same males, from yesterday walked up on the stage and began to
undress.
To Sirree's horror, the first male immediately positioned himself over her
tail. Sirree didn't bother to yank on the chains. She now knew the futility
of it. As the first males feces hit her cloaca, she threw her head back and
wept in absolute disgust. The male walked off the stage. The second male
walked up on the stage. Sirree, could not believe it. He headed straight
for her as well. The expression on her face was etched by complete sorrow.
She shook her head back and fourth in a vein attempt to cry out "NO". But,
this male would not be detoured. He positioned himself over Sirree and let
out his droppings on her. Now, once again, it was the farmers turn to
choose a mate. To Sirree's horror, he also chose her. Sirree remembered the
intense feeling of the farmers large penis inside her, and she began to
cry, profusely. The farmer straddled Sirree's tail, bore down, and
deposited fecal matter onto Sirree's cloaca.
Once again, the guards replaced the benches, and helped the females on to
them. Once again they bound the females down to the benches with manacles,
brought out the water pumping devices, and began to clean out the females
colons.
Once again, males began to form queues of ten behind each female, placed in
order of their penis size. The first males stepped up and began to rut
their assigned mate. Every time a male would finish he would use the dildo
on his mate until his 15 minutes were done. Every one of the ten females
was completely exhausted by the time her third mate had finished with her.
Every female could do nothing but lie there and endure the excruciatingly
long torture, that just did nothing but increase in intensity as larger and
larger penises penetrated their cloacas over and over.
By the time it was over, each female just hung limp over each bench.
Since the farmer had chosen Sirree once more, she was the most exhausted of
all. His large penis, had sapped any last bit of strength that she might of
had.
As the week went on, the farmer would always choose Sirree.
Finally, after the seventh day, the farmer had used up his weekly prize and
would not be back. Sirree's cloaca would only have to endure, regular to
slightly large size penises.
Week after week passed by. The females were slowly getting used to the
routine. They were beginning to get used to being treated like nothing more
than an animal. And, they were beginning to get used to being mated and
stroked with a dildo, everyday for 3 hours each. Even so, intense sadness
still permeated each of their souls.
Weeks began to become months.
* * *
Three months had gone by with relatively no incident.
The ninth males had just finished mating. The tenth males walked up on the
stage. Sirree heard the male with female 33 begin to talk. He said. "Hey
Bitch, My name is Sil and I'm going to Fuck you like you've never been
Fucked before"!
Sirree saw that his penis was not quite as large as the farmers but still
very large.
Sil thrust it home into female 33's cloaca. Female 33 gasped, then began to
cry.
Sil saw her tears and said, with an evil leer, "Like it! Yesssss"?
The female shook her head back and fourth.
As Sil continued to pump his member in and out of female 33, he giggled
with an evil hiss. Female 33 could do nothing but lie there and take it.
Sil's penis surged forth hard. He gave out a loud grunt, and his body began
to shiver. Female 33 felt Sil spill his seed into her. After a few seconds
Sil recovered and reached for the dildo, and began to stroke female 33's
cloaca. She could do nothing but lie there and cry. Female 33 felt Sil
impale her over and over. All of a sudden Sil stopped, and left the dildo
inside female 33 for several seconds. Her body writhed at the feeling of
the foreign object within it. Sil finally pulled it out. Female 33, teary
eyed, looked back at Sil. He had a very self satisfied look on his face.
Female 33 thought "So far that wasn't so bad. What was he talking about"?
To her amazement Sil turned and began to walk away. She thought, "That was
not 15 minutes".
Sil stopped and said. "Oh and a ... by the way, bitch ..."
His back was still facing female 33. She was looking on.
All of a sudden Sil wheeled around, held the dildo up high that he was
still holding on to, and quickly, and nonchalantly said, "Want some more o'
this"?
Seeing this, female 33, forgot herself and answered "NO". Immediately
realizing what she had done, her head snapped forward and her eyes opened
wide in terror.
Sil jump up and down in joyful exuberance, saying "I GOT HER! I GOT HER!
MWA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA"!
Sirbel said, "Female 33 is now assigned 10 strokes with the pain giver
dildo".
Sil walked back up to female 33, now intent on finishing his 15 minutes.
He, once again, impaled her with the dildo, and began to stroke it in and
out of her cloaca.
Female 33, only felt the dildo stroking the walls of her cloaca as an after
thought. She wept, bitterly, because she knew what was coming later.
After about a minute, Sil pulled the dildo out and said. "Time for me to
mount you again, bitch".
He, once again stepped up on the stool, and thrust his penis home.
Between weeping, generated by fear, she managed a gasp as she felt his
large penis impale her.
Sil slowly and methodically, humped female 33, again and again. A minute
passed. Five minutes passed. Sil then developed a wild look in his eyes.
His body shivered, then stiffened. Then he, once again, spilled his seed
into female 33. There were only a few minutes left in his turn, and he
immersed the dildo into her cloaca, and stroked it, in and out for the
remaining minutes.
Female 33 was still crying in fear, as Sirbel announced, "The last males
have finished their turn".
Sil stepped down off the stage, looking a little dejected that his turn was
over.
Sirbel announced, "It is now time for penalties to be given".
The crowd let out a cheer.
Sirbel continued, "Female 33 is assigned 10 strokes".
A guard, stepped out from behind the curtain carrying the pain giver dildo.
Female 33 saw it was just as big and brutal looking, as she remembered it,
and began to futilely, yank on her chains.
The guard, walked around to her tail.
Female 33, gasped, with a look of terror on her face, when she felt the
guard apply the lubricating gelatin to her cloaca. She shook her head back
and fourth in a vein attempt to cry out "NO NO".
She felt the guard begin to work the tip at her cloaca. The guard then
pushed hard, and she screamed out in agony, as the tip penetrated her
cloaca. The first rib, slowly, and brutally, expanded her cloaca. Her cries
of agony increased in volume, and tears flowed in torrents from her eyes.
She was doomed to this agony, from simply speaking just one word. The guard
slowly worked each rib into female 33, held it all the way in until her
cries of agony slipped into sobs. Then he began to pull. As each rib passed
female 33's cloaca, she cried out in agony again. But each cry ebbed away
in intensity as she slowly lost her strength. Her body writhed against the
intense pain.
The guard announced, "STROKE ONE".
Eventually, female 33 lost all strength, she could do nothing but lie there
and endure every rib of every stroke. All nine other females watched on,
and could not help but feel for her in her agony.
"STROKE TWO".
"STROKE THREE".
"STROKE FOUR".
"STROKE FIVE".
"STROKE SIX".
"STROKE SEVEN".
"STROKE EIGHT".
"STROKE NINE".
"STROKE TEN".
When the guard finally withdrew the dildo all the way, it made a sickening
slurp.
The small amount of tenseness that was in female 33's muscles just dropped
away. Each of the other nine females, collectively let their tensions
release, as they saw the punishment completed.
The guards untied the females, got them to their feet, then re-tied, and
re-muzzle them. Female 33 had to be carried. The guards lead them back to
their stalls. They ate dinner, then went to sleep.
That night Sirree began to dream.
She saw herself in nothing but blackness, the blackness went on for what
Sirree thought was hours, but then light began flood all around. It started
with a dim greyness, but slowly and steadily grew. It got brighter and
brighter, until Sirree thought she could not stand it any more. The
brightness began to congeal into one spot, and began to take form. An
immense figure began to appear before her. As the brightness solidified
into a form, Sirree could see it had a incredibly beautiful white skin,
composed of impossibly perfectly fitting white scales. Two gossamer leather
wings, seemed to stretch out to eternity. The head was dracian in
appearance, but the horns on its head curled like a rams horns, and
appeared to be made of the finest solid gold. Although it's face was very
reptilian, it was impossibly kind and caring in it's demeanor. It sat on a
massive throne of solid gold. It's tail draped out a hole in the back and
wrapped around. At the tip was a spade of solid gold.
Sirree, thought the sight could not be more angelic.
She said, "Am I dead"?
The apparition spoke in the loudest, deepest, most caring voice, Sirree had
ever heard. "No my child, you are not".
Sirree said, "Are you god"?
The giant form said, "I am your father, as I am father to all dracians".
The giant form gently put its fore claw down in front of Sirree, inviting
her to step on. Sirree took the hint and did so. Sirree was lifted up to
the impossibly massive chest, as the gossamer wings wrapped around her into
a cradle.
Sirree spoke, "But why have you forsaken us"? Then she averted her gaze
expecting retribution.
But to her surprise, the form used it's other claw, in a gentle caress to
her chin, bidding her to look up.
The father spoke, "By this you mean why females must go through such
sorrow"?
Sirree nodded her head.
The father continued "I care for my children. I did not wish to curse you
so. I cared not for the laws dracians made in my name. Many times dracian
laws, made in my name, did more harm than good. The one thing I demand from
my children is love. Love for one another. Love for me, and remembrance of
my love for you. Two hundred years ago, dracians had forgotten how to love.
They abandoned their love for one another, and they did not love me. They
needed to be taught the value of love. I cursed your race, to never more,
be able to bear young from love, so you would look back and see what you
have lost".
Even though the voice of the being, holding Sirree, was impossibly caring
and loving in it's tone, the truthfulness of the words cut through Sirree's
very soul like a knife. And, she began to sob.
The father continued, "Don't be sad. I am their, feeling every agony that
you go through. One day, in the far future, your race may find the way
back. But, Sirree, I'm sorry to say, it will not happen in your lifetime.
Now you must go back. Help your race to live".
But then the dream began to become nightmarish.
She now saw herself in a gigantic cave. Before her were nine females,
hanging in mid air, facing away from her. Their wrists were fastened to the
cave ceiling with chains and their ankles were fastened to the floor. All
the chains were quite taught.
Behind each female were lines of very large, demonic looking, male
dracians. The lines seemed to go down into the blackness of the caves
forever. Their penises were immense. The penises also had the ability to
bend and curl and writhe like a snake, and were very long. These males
would step up behind the hanging females. Their bodies were large and their
chests met the hanging females backs. They would wrap their arms around the
females chests and the females would squirm. Once this was done, the snake
like penises would search around for the females cloaca. Once found, it
would trust itself in, brutally expanding the females cloaca, and the
female would wale in pain. The penises would slowly pump in and out of the
females cloaca. After about twenty or thirty slow and painful strokes, the
snake like penis would thrust in hard, and throb. Waves of semen were
visible through their length. The semen would not stop flowing and the
females abdomen would slowly expand and lumps of eggs would magically
appear as the semen flowed. The females stomachs became immense.
Then the penis would withdraw, and the females body would visibly, relax.
A few moments would pass, then the female would start to breath hard, then
grunt through her nose as her body bore down. Then the female would let out
a terrifying scream, then grunt again as her body pushed again. As an egg
emerged from their cloaca, it would magically disappeared before hitting
the ground.
Then she would begin to labor on the next egg.
The hole process would be repeated until the female had no more eggs in her
stomach.
Immediately, the next male mated her. Then she would lay eggs. Then the
next male mated her. And the cycle continued.
Sirree was frightened at the horrific sight.
Sirree then saw a tenth set of chains, which began to move around. With
lightning speed they extended toward Sirree, and seized her wrists and
ankles. They then pulled back and and hung her in mid air. Sirree looked
over her shoulder and saw an endless line of demon males, lining up behind
her. The first male stepped up behind her, and wrapped his arms around her.
Sirree, then, felt the snake like penis exploring her thighs, and tail. It
eventually found her cloaca, and thrust in hard.
Sirree, awoke, sobbing.