My fears proved to be unfounded as Treelus, just pulled on the reins and my attention came back to the road. He dug his heels in my side, I was startled into a gallop and this continued for half an hour until we reached a crossroad. It was there that he finally pulled back on the reins and I slowed to a walk, my muscles feeling tired, but still powerful as we saw the sign for one of the local villages.
It was starting to rain, as we crested one hill and the village came into sight, also in the distance there was a castle, which he explained was our destination. The rain was easing up as we finally entered though the intimidating gate, the drawbridge echoing loudly my hooves as I walked to the stables almost automatically. I was steaming as my body cooled down upon our arrival.
Treelus dismounted running his hand down my side, with an admiring look in his eye. He then leaned towards my head and whispered "Oh I did notice your reaction to that stallion we passed on the road. I hope that you will enjoy being a brood mare, at least for tonight.", and with a sturdy slap on my shoulder he went to the stable boy and they talked quietly, too quietly for me to hear. Although the subject was clearly me from the number of glances the stable boy cast in my direction, and at the three stallions that I was sharing the stables with.
The stable boy came over and removed my tack, and started to brush me down, whistling tunelessly to himself. It felt incredibly erotic, all the attention relaxed me, as I inhaled the various smells of the stables. The stallions, were in their stalls, and judging by the signs on the doors were called, Jet, Strider and Thumper. Jet was pitch black with a small white patch on his forehead, whereas Strider appeared to have the most powerful legs, and a beautiful piebald patterning, Thumper was nervously tapping his forehoof irrythmically.
The time passed slowly until the stable boy finished his tasks and then he made sure I was secured in my stall, he then went and fetched Strider, who was showing his massive knob. I stared at it in disbelief, as the realisation of how helpless my situation truly was. He was on me in a moment and thrusting away powerfully, I was feeling full in a way I never had before. A heat was growing that was so good that I wanted it never to end. After a second or two I was helpless to stop myself enjoying myself, and was whinnying with joy. Strider then neighed loudly and it was over as he pulled out of me with a popping sound.
I could get to like this life if I actually had any control over my actions. The sex was incredible, but I hated being taken by Strider.
