Chapter 4: Climax
Jenna couldn't believe what she had just agreed to. She was standing in her tiny, cramped apartment, staring at herself in the mirror with a mixture of disgust and disbelief. She was now a tattooed company cum whore, at the mercy of a wealthy businessman named Michael.
The large metal rings in her labia and clit hood made it impossible to sit or stand with her legs together.
The intricate, detailed tattoos on her thighs and hips were a permanent reminder of her new identity.
Jenna couldn't help but feel a mixture of excitement and disgust as she stared at her reflection. She had always been an insecure, unintelligent woman, and her lack of employment opportunities had left her feeling worthless and desperate.
But now, she was the proud property of Michael, the wealthy businessman who had recognized her potential to be the company's cum whore. At least that is what she had been trained to think.
But deep down, Jenna couldn't shake off the feeling of guilt and self-doubt. She had always been a strong, independent woman, but now she was nothing more than a sex object, a tool for Michael to use whenever and however he pleased.
As Michael led her into a barn with a Hanna, a large male horse, and a film crew.
Jenna felt a knot tighten in the pit of her stomach. Michael had promised her a surprise, but she had no idea what it was.
Michael smirked as he saw her apprehension. "Don't worry, Jenna. I promise you're going to enjoy this. We're going to film you fucking him, and I'll sell the footage for a dollar. You'll make me a fortune, Jenna. You'll be the highlight of my company's promotional videos, the center of attention, my ultimate showpiece." Michael's voice was sickly sweet, dripping with manipulation and greed.
He didn't care about Jenna's wellbeing or happiness, only about the profits he would gain from exploiting her.
Jenna couldn't help but feel a sense of betrayal wash over her. She had trusted Michael, believed that he saw something in her beyond just her body. But now, she realized that she was nothing more than a commodity to him.
She was a means to an end, a way to make money and gain power.
Despite her reservations, Jenna couldn't deny the thrill of being on set with the horse and Michael. The idea of being watched, of being exposed in such a public way, was intoxicating.
"START THE CAMERAS." Michael said, and then looked at Jenna with a grin, "The only lube you are allowed is cum. Maybe the film crew will help you." Now she knew why there were so many people here, she was going to need lube to take the horse in her cunt.
Michael was a cruel and sadistic man, he had always known that. But she had ignored the warning signs, choosing instead to believe his promises of security and love.
She was nothing more than a pawn in his game of power and control.
"Let's get started, shall we?" Michael said, breaking Jenna out of her thoughts. She looked up and saw that the camera crew was ready and the horse was eagerly waiting for her.
Michael came up behind her and whispered into her ear, "Don't worry, Jenna. You're probably going to survive. Just remember, if you don't survive it wont really matter to anyone" He punctuated each word with a sharp bite on her neck, causing her to whimper in pleasure and pain. "And don't forget, the more you struggle, the more I'll enjoy it." Michael's voice was thick with lust and dominance.
Jenna took a deep breath, trying to steady herself as she approached the horse.
She could feel the eyes of the camera crew, Michael, and Hanna on her back, judging her every move.
She could hear Hanna's mocking laughter in her head, telling her she was nothing more than a filthy slut, a cum dumpster for Michael's horse to use. The thought sent a shiver down her spine, but she pushed it aside. She couldn't let Hanna's words get to her. Not now. Not as she was lying down in the breeding saddle to have a horse rearrange her cervix with its massive cock.
The saddle was designed for this sort of thing - a thick, foam-padded ring protected by leather to support her body, with two sturdy support arms on either side for her to brace against. Her lower half was laid bare, her Enormous thigh tattoos that read 'TEN CENT CUM WHORE ' decorating either side of her hips. A leather strap was attached to the saddle around her ass, holding her in place, and two more leather straps kept her thighs open as wide as they would go.
She felt so vulnerable, so exposed, and yet so horny. She could feel the heat radiating from the horse's massive cock as it grazed the insides of her thighs.
"Relax and breathe, Jenna," Michael commanded from behind her, his hand snaking its way around her waist to tug on her nipple rings. Hanna smirked at the sight of Jenna struggling, her pussy splayed wide open for the horse's cock to invade.
"I-I don't know if I can do this," Jenna whimpered, her heart hammering in her chest as the horse snorted and shifted its weight, nudging against her labia with its massive cock.
With another tug on Jenna's nipple rings Michael said, "Hanna. Help guide the horse cock into Jenna."
Michael ordered, his voice dripping with lust and dominance as Hanna's eyes gleamed with malice and satisfaction at the sight of Jenna's impending dehumanization.
Jenna whimpered in fear, embarrassment, and excitement as Hanna did as instructed, grabbing the horse's massive cock and guiding it towards Jenna's open and vulnerable cunt.
The head of the horse's cock was already dripping with precum, making it glisten in the dim light of the barn. Jenna could feel the thick veins and ridges along the horse's massive shaft, already quivering with anticipation.
"Just relax, Jenna. Let it happen," Hanna said as she positioned the horse's massive cock at the entrance of Jenna's sopping wet cunt.
"You're a filthy little cum whore, Jenna. You were born for this." Hanna's voice was filled with disgust and satisfaction as she guided the horse's cock into Jenna's cunt. Jenna's mind went blank as she felt the head of the horse's cock push past her labia, stretching her open like she had never been stretched before. She couldn't help but moan as she felt the thick veins and ridges along the horse's shaft rub against her sensitive inner walls, filling her up in a way she had never experienced before. The sensation was overwhelming, intense, and unlike anything she had ever felt before.
Jenna couldn't believe what was happening, she was being penetrated by a horse, a massive beast with a cock as thick as her wrist and as long as her forearm. She could feel her legs trembling, her heart racing, and her mind reeling with a mixture of fear, shame, and pleasure.
"Good girl, Jenna. Take it all in," Michael said, his voice filled with lust as he watched Hanna guide the horse's cock into Jenna's willing cunt.
The horse let out a nicker of pleasure as it felt Jenna's warmth surround the tip of its cock.
Jenna let out a loud moan as she felt the horse push deeper and deeper inside of her, filling her up completely. She could feel every inch of the horse's cock as it moved inside of her, stretching her to the brink as Hanna watch. Hanna was getting more and more aroused from watching, her hand found its way between her legs and she began to rub her clit through her jeans. Michael watched as Hanna pleasured herself, quietly directing the film crew to get Hanna on film as well. He would use this footage to blackmail Hanna into being just as depraved as Jenna.
The thought of Hanna, with her superior attitude and cruel words, being reduced to a moaning, begging mess brought a sadistic smile to Michael's face.
Jenna could feel the horse's cock bottom out inside of her, filling her completely and causing her to whimper with a mixture of pleasure and pain. Hanna, still holding onto the horse's cock, gave it a slow, gentle tug, making Jenna moan even louder as she felt every ridge and vein of the horse's massive shaft move inside of her.
Hanna then released her grip on the horse's cock, leaving it fully buried inside of Jenna. Jenna could feel herself panting and moaning, completely overwhelmed by the sensation of being filled up by cheeks.
Hanna reached down and grabbed a pair of reins attached to the horse's halter, using them to pull back gently, making the horse take a step forward. Jenna felt the horse's cock move inside her, rubbing against places no other man or woman had ever reached.
The sensation was overwhelming, and she couldn't help but let out a guttural moan as the horse started to slowly thrust in and out of her. Hanna watched with a mixture of disgust and arousal as Jenna's moans grew louder, her body trembled with each thrust, and her cunt stretched to accommodate the horse's massive cock.
Michael, the wealthy businessman who had bought Jenna, looked on with a smug smile. He had always known that Jenna's lack of intelligence and self-worth would lead her to this point.
As a successful and wealthy businessman, he knew how to manipulate and control those beneath him. And Jenna, with her low self-esteem and desperation for employment, was the perfect candidate for his company's cum whore.
Michael watched in satisfaction as the horse's massive cock plunged in and out of Jenna's trembling cunt. Her screams of pleasure filled the barn and Hanna, her high school bully, had to cover her mouth, with her hands smelling like horse cock, to hold back her own moans while watching.
Hanna could feel herself getting wet between her legs at the sight of Jenna's tight cunt getting destroyed by the horse's massive cock.
She couldn't hold back any longer and made her way over to Michael who was filming the entire thing.
"Fuck, it's so hot watching her take that horse cock," Hanna whispered in his ear as she ground her hips against his leg. Michael chuckled and guided Hanna's hand to his bulging pants.
She eagerly rubbed his cock through the fabric as she watched the horse rape Jenna. The sight of her former high school rival, now the company's cum whore, getting fucked by a beast was almost too much for her to handle.
Michael tightened his grip on Hanna's hip as he continued to watch Jenna get plowed by the massive horse cock, "Just imagine, Hanna. This could be you. All you have to do is ask."
Hanna hesitated for a moment, her mind racing with conflicting emotions. On one hand, she couldn't deny the intense arousal she felt watching Jenna get used like this.
She had always been envious of Jenna's beauty and her ability to attract men. But now, she was the one getting all the attention, and Hanna couldn't help but be a little turned on by it.
On the other hand, she couldn't shake off the feeling of disgust and arousal as she watched the horse's massive cock brutally stretch Jenna's pierced whorecunt.
She couldn't deny the twinge of envy she felt, knowing that Jenna was getting all the attention and pleasure, while she was still just a spectator.
But Hanna's envy and arousal quickly turned to fear as Michael fixed his gaze on her. "I'm glad to see you're enjoying the show, Hanna," he said with a smirk. "But I think it's time for you to join in on the fun."
Hanna's heart skipped a beat as Michael's hand pushed her to her knees in front of him.
He undid his pants, revealing his own thick cock, already half-hard with arousal.
"Open wide, Hanna," he commanded, wrapping his hand around her throat and forcing her gaze up to his.
Hanna's mind raced as she opened her mouth, allowing Michael to slide his cock deep inside.
She could taste the saltiness of his precum, feel the heat radiating from his shaft, and hear the low, guttural growl he let out as he began to thrust in and out of her mouth.
Hanna could feel her panties growing wetter by the second as she swallowed Michael’s cock, her own hand sneaking down between her legs to rub quick, rough circles against her aching clit.
Meanwhile, Jenna was still getting railed by the massive horse cock, her legs shaking and her moans ringing out through the barn. The horse’s cock pistoned in and out of her tight cunt, causing her body to tremble and twitch with each thrust. There was no mercy for Jenna's cunt.
The horse's cock continued to slam in and out, stretching her wide with each punishing thrust.
Jenna could feel her mind going blank, her thoughts consumed by the raw, overwhelming pleasure of the moment. She could feel her orgasm building, her muscles tensing, and she knew it was only a matter of time before she succumbed to the primal, animalistic desire surging through her veins.
The horse grunted and reared back, pulling out of Jenna with a wet, obscene noise. And Michael told Hanna, "Put that horse cock in Jenna's asshole, the horse is clearly done with her stretched out cunt."
Hanna couldn't help but feel a mix of disgust and excitement at the thought of defiling Jenna like this. She had always hated her former high school rival, but this was taking it to a whole new level. But she was also curious and wet between her legs, she couldn't deny her own sexual desires, even if it was twisted.
She had always been a freak for dick and just the thought of Jenna getting her butthole destroyed by a massive horse cock turned her on. She knew this was sick and wrong, but she couldn't help herself, she was addicted to the power and the pleasure.
Michael watched with a smile as Hanna positioned the horse's cock at Jenna's unlubed asshole.
Jenna's body tensed up as she felt the head of the horse's massive cock press against her butthole. "Come on, Jenna. You can take it," Hanna said with a sly smile as she began to push the horse's cock inside of Jenna's asshole.
Jenna let out a loud, guttural moan as the horse's cock breached the tight ring of muscle, making its way deeper into her rectum. Hanna continued to push, causing Jenna's body to stretch to its limits to accommodate the massive horse cock.
As Hanna was working on getting Jenna firmly lodged on to the horse cock she never noticed Michael coming up behind her and lining his dick up with her sopping wet pussy.
Before she could even react to Michael's invasion, he rammed his thick cock into her tight cunt, causing her to whimper in surprise and pleasure.
Hanna closed her eyes, her mind becoming a whirl of sensation as Michael mercilessly slammed his cock inside of her, filling her up completely.
The two of them moved in perfect harmony, Hanna pushing the horse's cock deeper into Jenna's ass, Michael thrusting his cock deeper into Hanna's cunt.
Jenna let out a strangled cry as the horse's cock tore through her ass, stretching her wider than she had ever been stretched before. The sensation was overwhelming but she couldn't deny the pleasure of it all. The burning pain of being stretched, the feeling of being utterly full, and the knowledge that she was being used for the pleasure of others was unlike anything she had ever experienced.
Her mind was a fog of pleasure and pain as she came harder than she ever had before, the orgasm rocketing through her entire body and leaving her trembling and gasping for air.
She looked down at Jenna who was still impaled on the horse's cock, her body shuddering and shaking with the force of her own earth-shattering orgasm.
"That's it, Jenna. Come all over that horse cock," Hanna said, a sadistic smile on her face as her sloppy cunt clenched around Michael's cock. Hanna's breasts bounced with each of Michael's thrusts, a perspiration forming on her face.
She could feel her orgasm building, her muscles tightening around Michael's length.
Jenna, exhausted but still in the midst of her ecstasy, felt the horse's cock pulsate within her rectum, filling it with scalding hot horse cum. Jenna screamed as a huge amount of horse cum filled her bowels. The creamy fluid spewed from Jenna's asshole with the horse's every pump.
Jenna felt the warm, sticky liquid fill her up, spilling out around the massive cock lodged in her ass. Her legs were shaking, her body trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm.
Michael, still pounding into Hanna's cunt from behind, grunted as he felt her climax.
He could feel her pussy walls tightening around his cock, milking him for all he was worth. He buried himself to the hilt inside of her and let out a loud groan as he filled her up with his load.
Hanna squealed as she felt him fill her to the brim, her own orgasm crashing through her like a wave.
She collapsed forward onto Jenna, still recovering from her own orgasm, looked up as the horse pulled its massive cock out of Jenna's ass.
Michael grinned as he looked at the two women, their bodies still trembling and orgasmic aftershocks and leaking with cum.
The horse, which had already been relieved of its load, stood calmly beside them, its massive cock still coated with traces of Jenna's ass only inches from Hanna's face.
Hanna couldn't help but feel a strange sense of fascination mingled with desire as she looked at it, the memories of Jenna's unforgettable forced anal sex still vivid in her mind.
Jenna, on the other hand, was still reeling from the intense orgasm that had shattered her entire body. She had heard stories about people getting fucked by animals before, but experiencing it firsthand was a completely different matter. The sheer size of the horse and the aggressive way it had fucked her had left her feeling helpless and vulnerable in a way she never had before.
Yet, at the same time, Jenna couldn't deny the intense pleasure it had brought her. It was a strange and unfamiliar feeling, but one that intrigued her all the same.
Hanna, on the other hand, was still trying to wrap her head around what had just happened. She had always considered herself a dominatrix, a woman who reveled in the power dynamic that came with sex. But being a part of this, seeing Jenna broken down and humiliated like this, had awakened a darker side of her.
She had always prided herself on her ability to control her emotions and desires, to dominate and never be dominated. But now, as she lay on top of Jenna, covered in sweat and cum, she couldn't help but feel a strange mixture of disgust, arousal, and something else she couldn't quite put her finger on.
Michael, still inside her, watched with a smug smile as they lay there, panting and spent. He had succeeded in turning these two former high school rivals into his own personal sex slaves, and he couldn't be more pleased.
"Now, I'm going to need both of you to clean up this mess," Michael demanded as he pulled out of Hanna's cum-drenched cunt. Hanna started to unbuckle Jenna as the horse was lead away.
Michael handed her a bucket, a smile playing on his lips as he told her, "Be sure to get it all."
Hanna took the bucket, positioning it between her legs and squeezing out the last of Michael's cum and a little piss and then she placed it under Jenna's ass and told Jenna to push the horse cum into the bucket.
Jenna obeyed, biting back a moan as the last of the thick, sticky semen oozed from her abused asshole and collected in the bucket.
Michael watched with a satisfied smile as Hanna collected the cum.
"Good girl, Hanna. Make sure you get every last drop."
Hanna obeyed, doing her best to ignore Michael's cum and her arousal that dripping out of her used up hole. But, she couldn't deny the thrill of being made to clean up the mess of Jenna's dehumanization.
It was twisted and unexpectedly arousing, and as Hanna looked up at Michael with an almost worshipful gaze, she could see the pride in his eyes.
"Very good, Hanna," he praised. "I knew you had it in you. You and Jenna are going to make such a great team." Michael said with a sickeningly sweet smile as he looked down at the two women. "Jenna, you've already proven yourself to be a most obedient little whore. And Hanna, you've shown me that you have what it takes to be a real team player. I just have one more task for you two. Drink the horse cum and piss in each others mouth." Michael commanded, a wicked grin spreading across his face as Hanna stared at him in shock.
Jenna, on the other hand, was still too dazed from the intense orgasms to fully comprehend what Michael was asking of her.
Hanna hesitated for a moment, her mind reeling with a mixture of disgust, arousal, and fear. She had never done anything like this before, and the thought of it made her stomach churn. But at the same time, she couldn't deny the pulse of arousal that coursed through her veins.
Jenna, however, didn't have the luxury of time to think as Hanna shoved Jenna's head into the bucket of horse cum fresh from her ass.
The musky, sour smell of the cum filled her nostrils, making her stomach churn in disgust. But before she could protest, Hanna's hand was pinching her nipples, forcing her mouth open in a scream and making her drink the foul-tasting substance. The thick, warm liquid coated her tongue, choking her with its pungent flavor. She gagged and sputtered, trying to push the cum out of her mouth, but Hanna held her tightly, not letting out of the bucket of horse cum.
"Come on, slut, drink it all," Hanna growled, pinching Jenna's nipples even harder.
Jenna had no choice but to swallow the cum, the taste was vile, and she could feel it sticking to her throat.
After what felt like an eternity, Hanna finally let go of her and Jenna fell to the ground, coughing and heaving.
She looked over at Hanna, who was smirking down at her, and a sense of shame and disgust washed over her.
Hanna looked so satisfied, so proud of herself for making Jenna do something so degrading. And Michael, the man who had orchestrated it all, was standing above them both with a triumphant grin. He said, "Good first attempt Jenna. Now Hanna it is your turn. and that bucket better be spotless. Or you'll wish it was only a horse cock in your ass."
Michael's words lingered in the air as Hanna picked up the bucket, still coated in Jenna's ass juice and cum, and started to drink. She swallowed hard, trying to keep her gag reflex at bay as the foul-tasting liquid filled her mouth.
She could feel her stomach churning, but she knew better than to disobey Michael's orders. So, she closed her eyes and forced herself to swallow, every gulp causing the bile to rise in her throat.
When she finally finished, she handed the bucket back to Michael, her body trembling with shame and disgust.
"Very good, Hanna," Michael said, patting her on the head like a prize dog. "You're learning to be a good little slut. Now fill the bucket with piss and feed it to Jenna."
Michael ordered, Hanna didn't hesitate this time. She picked up the bucket and began to urinate, the sound of it hitting the bottom of the bucket echoing through the barn.
When she was finished, she carried the bucket over to Jenna, who was still on the floor, trying to catch her breath.
"Open your fucking mouth, whore," Hanna spat.
Jenna didn't move, didn't respond, she just lay there, staring up at Hanna still recovering from being horse's fleshlight. Hanna grabbed Jenna's head and forced it into the bucket and held it there forcing Jenna to drink the piss or drown.
Jenna didn't even blink or try to close her eye. She just started slurping down the piss, her body still trembling from the intensity of her previous orgasms. She drank until the bucket was empty, then looked up at Hanna with a hollow gaze. While looking at her Michael started pissing right in Jenna's eyes.
Jenna kept her eyes open and tried to swallow the piss streaming down her face. She felt completely humiliated, broken, and filled with a debasing mix of pleasure, pain, and shame. She had never imagined herself in the position of being used and degraded in this way, but she couldn't deny the fact that it was turning her on. It was if her body was betraying her, reveling in the filth and debasement that her mind and heart found so sickening and sinful. The more she thought about it the more turned on she was.
She could feel her cunt getting wetter and wetter with each passing second.
And without even realizing it, her hand started to wander down between her legs and began to massage her clit in slow, lazy circles.
The orgasm that followed was intense, overwhelming, and like nothing she had ever experienced before.
She came hard, her body shaking, her pussy clenching and spasming on nothing. The waves of pleasure washed over her, leaving her weak and panting on the floor.
Michael, still standing above her, a cruel smile on his face, had finished pissing on her.
"Well done, whore. Now, go get cleaned up," he said dismissively, zipping up his pants.
Hanna, still recovering from her own orgasm, stood in a daze, watching as Jenna stumbled to her feet and made her way towards the shower.
Jenna's mind was reeling, confused by the conflicting emotions that swirled inside of her. She came again.
This time it was a slow, pulsing orgasm that seemed to radiate from the depths of her very soul. She had been reduced to a mere object, a piece of meat to be used and discarded at will. She had been made to drink urine, to allow a horse to fuck her in the ass, and to then drink more piss.
It was disgusting, degrading, and perverted. But, she couldn't deny the dark thrill that ran through her veins as she touched herself.
Jenna closed her eyes and let out a low moan as she felt her orgasm approaching. She had never felt anything like this before, not even in her wildest fantasies. She could feel the cuffs that bound her to the wall, the cool metal biting into her wrists and ankles as she thrashed about, her body bucking with pleasure.