threw her down on her back on her straw bed. She looked up at a man silhouetted against the stable door. He was astride her and undoing his trousers. Sophie opened her legs wide.
They turned her over after that and she took two in succession in her bottom then went two up again. After that the groom dragged her to the simple shower cubicle in the corner and doused her down then used the hose that administered enemas to cleanse both her passages so she could offer them afresh.
Her orgasms eventually over topped each other and she could no longer tell when she was about to come or when she had just finished coming. The cocks just kept coming and she loved them all. Vaguely she heard herself discussed but it was the groom’s voice she listened for.
“We knowed she was something special when she took every man in the place first day she arrived!” he said as she savoured another mouthful of sperm before the cock was withdrawn and the remainder was splashed over her face and hair. “Now you wanted her ass didn’t you, Sir? Well, just turn her over with your foot and she’ll be nice and open round about now.”
Eventually she could only crawl to the showers and crawl back, her bottom stung and her vagina burned but she wanted to take whatever they wanted her to and she managed to keep going until the bell rang that marked the end of open stalls and the guests repaired to the house. Those few men she hadn’t been able to take in her body had stood around her and wanked themselves over her as she desperately tried to lick each and every cock that was inundating her. The round of applause she got as they retreated and laughed at her spunk-soaked face and hair and her dripping crotch and bottom was music to her ears.
The shower was welcome though and she was very content as she snuggled down after the groom had thrown her sheet over her and she fell asleep instantly.
She was woken by the door o f her stall creaking open. Moon light shone in through the gap and men’s voices whispered, then one man carefully sidled in and shut the door. A torch was s witched on but it was swathed in cloth and gave only a soft light. It wa s placed on the shelf where her har ness was kept and the man crept over to where she was lying. Sophie guessed that a visitor had bribed a groom for a bit extra and certainly he was from the house, she could smell the whisky on his breath as he knelt beside her and put a hand over her mouth.
“Now don’t go makin’ a noise, girl. Ain’t nothin’ I want that you haven’t already given tonight.” He laughed softly. She could only see shadows above her and her hands were denied her as always. She felt his free hand grope down her chest until it was cupping her left breast, she shivered with the strange pleasure and couldn’t help a soft moan as he began to stroke it with unaccustomed gentleness.
“That’s the girl,” he whispered. He took his hand away from her mouth and she felt it fumble its way downwards to her groin. She was becoming used to the pounding her body took quite regularly and she realised that the burning of earlier had eased. She opened her legs for him and enjoyed the feel of this invisible man’s fingers finding their way into her. It was better tha n being blindfolded, she thought, here she could look wide-eyed at the ceiling and still the man using her was anonymous in the almost complete darkness. She heard and felt him settle between her spread legs. Then there was movement suggestive of clothes being removed which went on for a few minutes, then the hands were back. One went into her vagina, the other went in to her rectum and he worked them both inside her, teasing and rubbing the septum that divided her passages. Sophie found herself climbing rapidly towards orgasm again as she was plundered and explored by the shadowy presence crouched over her. But her progress was halted as the hand in her backside withdrew and instead the fingers in her vagina were joined by more,
They turned her over after that and she took two in succession in her bottom then went two up again. After that the groom dragged her to the simple shower cubicle in the corner and doused her down then used the hose that administered enemas to cleanse both her passages so she could offer them afresh.
Her orgasms eventually over topped each other and she could no longer tell when she was about to come or when she had just finished coming. The cocks just kept coming and she loved them all. Vaguely she heard herself discussed but it was the groom’s voice she listened for.
“We knowed she was something special when she took every man in the place first day she arrived!” he said as she savoured another mouthful of sperm before the cock was withdrawn and the remainder was splashed over her face and hair. “Now you wanted her ass didn’t you, Sir? Well, just turn her over with your foot and she’ll be nice and open round about now.”
Eventually she could only crawl to the showers and crawl back, her bottom stung and her vagina burned but she wanted to take whatever they wanted her to and she managed to keep going until the bell rang that marked the end of open stalls and the guests repaired to the house. Those few men she hadn’t been able to take in her body had stood around her and wanked themselves over her as she desperately tried to lick each and every cock that was inundating her. The round of applause she got as they retreated and laughed at her spunk-soaked face and hair and her dripping crotch and bottom was music to her ears.
The shower was welcome though and she was very content as she snuggled down after the groom had thrown her sheet over her and she fell asleep instantly.
She was woken by the door o f her stall creaking open. Moon light shone in through the gap and men’s voices whispered, then one man carefully sidled in and shut the door. A torch was s witched on but it was swathed in cloth and gave only a soft light. It wa s placed on the shelf where her har ness was kept and the man crept over to where she was lying. Sophie guessed that a visitor had bribed a groom for a bit extra and certainly he was from the house, she could smell the whisky on his breath as he knelt beside her and put a hand over her mouth.
“Now don’t go makin’ a noise, girl. Ain’t nothin’ I want that you haven’t already given tonight.” He laughed softly. She could only see shadows above her and her hands were denied her as always. She felt his free hand grope down her chest until it was cupping her left breast, she shivered with the strange pleasure and couldn’t help a soft moan as he began to stroke it with unaccustomed gentleness.
“That’s the girl,” he whispered. He took his hand away from her mouth and she felt it fumble its way downwards to her groin. She was becoming used to the pounding her body took quite regularly and she realised that the burning of earlier had eased. She opened her legs for him and enjoyed the feel of this invisible man’s fingers finding their way into her. It was better tha n being blindfolded, she thought, here she could look wide-eyed at the ceiling and still the man using her was anonymous in the almost complete darkness. She heard and felt him settle between her spread legs. Then there was movement suggestive of clothes being removed which went on for a few minutes, then the hands were back. One went into her vagina, the other went in to her rectum and he worked them both inside her, teasing and rubbing the septum that divided her passages. Sophie found herself climbing rapidly towards orgasm again as she was plundered and explored by the shadowy presence crouched over her. But her progress was halted as the hand in her backside withdrew and instead the fingers in her vagina were joined by more,
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