A Horse, A Horse ...


Posted by Ay-Wun on November 29, 2006 at 16:44:23:

11-27-2006
A Horse, A Horse ...
By: Ay-Wun

"NOOO! Not again! The bitch has outdone me once more!" cried the Great Catherine, Empress of all the Russias, upon learning that her arch-rival, in perversions, Princess Sankira of Mucovy, had taken into herself the member of a stallion. Not only had this 'pretender' of the old Boyer line done that, but she now had this horse regularly.

An added, obviously intentional, insult to her Tsarina, was the naming of that horse Daniel! Daniel had been Sankira's beloved, who in turn adored her, only Sankira! For a time, Catherine had thought the rivalry over, since the Princess had seemed to have become totally monogamous. Then she learned why. Daniel had fourteen inches of thick, almost insatiable cock. She had been outdone once more! Catherine had Daniel arrested, brought in chains to Pyotrsburg, and into her bed, leaving Sankira bereft in Kirev Castle.

Only one night did Catherine enjoy that member, grudgingly given by Daniel. As he was being taken away, to his cell, he heard her boasting that his cock was her's now, laughing, that he'd never see that Muscovite tramp again. Between then and dawn he had found a bottle, smashed it, and with an edge, shorn himself of that member, then lain himself down to bleed his life away. To spite the Empress, Sankira had now given that name to her new lover.

"Arrest that bitch for perversion and bring her forth!" Catherine ordered the Colonel of her Guards, "Bring that steed to me too!"

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Sankira was stunningly beautiful, as she was led nude before the throne. Her red-gold blondeness almost, but not quite, drew eyes from her gorgeous, curved body, and the small tuft repeating that shade below. She strode forth proudly and, as she made no move to kneel, was forced down by her two guards. Still, her lovely head remained unbowed. Catherine glared down for several moments, then looked up, past Sankira, upon hearing the clink-clank of steel shod hooves on the marble floor. Her eyes went wide, with a look of lust, at first sight of the huge arabian, palomino stallion being led in.

"So! This is the steed bearing Daniel's name!" she said.

"Yes my Empress." responded the Princess, simply, a tiny smile flickering on her luscious lips.

The eyes of the Tsarina went even wider upon seeing Irina, one of her Ladies In Waiting, stroke and lick the horse to full length, as she had been ordered.

"Enough Irina!" she ordered, clapping her hands sharply, "We'll need you to stand by to repeat that service later." The chagrined, red faced Duchess stood and moved a few feet away.

"Crawl to me Sankira!" she ordered.

The beautiful Princess edged forward, as bidden, until she was at her ruler's feet. Catherine then opened her ornately embroidered robe, revealing herself to be nude beneath. She spread her legs wide and ordered,

"Pleasure me bitch! Do well and you yet may live!"

"Thank you, my Empress." said Sankira, softly, then lunged forward and began sucking and tonguing the wide open cunt before her.

Catherine was soon seen moving her head from side to side, eyes closed, and heard to be moaning. Suddenly with,

"Uh! Uh! Uuuuuuuh!!" she was orgasming.

Sankira sucked and swallowed every drop of emissions and continued her ministrations. Recovering from her ecstasy, the Tsarina threw herself from the throne, to the carpeted floor and into sixty-nine position, laying both women sideways. After tonguing her rival for a moment, her head reemerged, as her body twitched from Sankira's actions. Her arm arose, gesturing at both the Princess and herself, crying,

"Derrieres, my sturdy men!"

Two large men, in Guards uniform leapt forward, snapping open the quick release openings at the crotch of those garments and pulling out ready pricks, as they came. One knelt at Catherine, the other at Sankira, who squirmed at the tongue entering her sphincter, slobbering to lubricate. Both men then lay on their sides and plunged their pricks home, full length, into both women's bowels.

As this quartet writhed on the carpet, the courtiers looked on, pleasuring each other as subtly as they could, without permission of their Ruler. Soft sighs of suppressed ecstasy filled the hall. Even had they been fully aloud, they likely wouldn't have been heard by the two women screaming their own pleasure. Those screams increased, as both guardsmen stiffened, cumming copiously. All lay still for awhile, then Catherine rose asnd strode, regally, back to her throne.

"All you men, have at the bitch!" she proclaimed, "Then we'll have her head off, that succulent body for our dinner roast!"

All there, clearly, saw this as an order. Sankira, swiftly, had all her holes filled, as the rest of the men crowded around waiting. Some had their women playing with or suckling them, to have them ready for service. No one dared displease the Tsarina. Sankira was in heaven, as prick after prick filled her, bringing orgasm upon orgasm for hours. Even the soreness that built up, made it better.

Knowing the Empress tastes, and seeking to please, both men and women, not engaged in fucking her, tortured Sankira pinching and twisting her nipples, poking deeply everywhere with hat and brooch pins, giving even greater pleasure to the pain adoring slut. For three hours this went on, as Catherine looked on with avid eyes, periodically gazing at Daniel, who stomped nervously.

As Sankira was being serviced, an older carpet had been lain upon the floor and the chopping block set upon it. The burly headsman now stood, with axe, beside it waiting. During a brief moment, when no prick was in her lips, Sankira saw that a red, velvet padded bench had been set where she could see it when her neck lay on that block. She smiled.

"Enough!" cried Catherine, "Let us get on with this, so the roast will be ready for dinner! Prepare the steed for me!"

The beautiful Duchess dutifully, quickly knelt and, with slender hands and lovely lips, brought the stallion to rampant readiness. As Sankira was led to the block and forced down, Catherine lay, with her legs splayed wide in attached stirrups upon the bench.

"Show this slut your skill my loyal headsman!" she commanded, "As I shall, with her lover, soon show mine!"

With one hand, the headsman hefted the huge, heavy, razor sharp axe and swung it in and arc. A three inch mounded disk of flesh flew into the air, severed, neatly, from Sankira's gorgeous, right ass cheek. Deftly, in a smooth motion, he caught the morsel in his free hand and bowed offering it to his Empress.

"For you, my sturdy man, to give you strength with me later!" she smiled.

He popped it into his mouth, chewed some, then swallowed, with a smile. Sankira had cum at that unexpected, painful pleasure, and was recovering her senses just in time to see her Daniel led forth to impale the Tsarina, and hear her order,

"Strike off her head the moment the beast spews his seed, I will most likely then be crying out my own joy.!"

The moment he felt the warmth of a cunt on his member, Daniel lunged full length into it, as Catherine screeched with pain and pleasure. He then began thrusting mightily.

"They failed to bring the bench I used!" thought Sankira, with a knowing smile that made her face even more sensuously lovely, "There is no bar on her elegant one!"

Suddenly, the horse froze, in maximum penetration. Suddenly Catherine was crying out in obvious orgastic joy. Suddenly the axe was sweeping in an arc toward Sankira's lovely, slim neck. Suddenly Sankira was crying out in an orgasm of her own, knowing she had won, as the blade bit in.

"HA!!" she cried, as air passed her lips for a final time.

In the next moment, the skillful axeman caught Sankira's head by her hair and held it high, giving her a fine view at what followed. Catherine's scream of ecstasy was suddenly cut short, becoming a gasp. The horse, who usually, during mating, had forelegs around the body of a mare, supporting his weight, as he came, collapsed that full weight upon her, crushing her ribs into pieces that pierced lungs and heart, suffing out the life of Catherine, Tsarina of all the Russias. Sankira's sparkling eyes looked on.

"I'll soon be with you, my beloved Daniel!" she thought, then those eyes went blank.


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