Date: Sat, 12 Mar 2011 09:32:56 -0800 (PST)
From: John Jacobs <steedbred@ymail.com>
Subject: Demon's Mate - Chapter 3

	"You will be my Brood Mate, you will be Ballon's bitch and Buson's
mare, Gram.  I know you do not understand your new nature, little mate,
however it is the way of the Urkhu clan.  And it always has been."  His
voice brooked no argument.
	"But...," I began.  But in my village, I thought, those who resort
to having sex with animals are the lowest of the low.  They are objects of
derision and dirty jokes.  I searched my mate's eyes, in desperation, for
some sign of jesting but there was none.  I glanced down at his cock,
already withdrawing into the sheath of his abdomen, and the amorphous need
still gripped me.
	"Look at him, Gram.  Is he not the proudest looking hound you have
ever seen?"  Arath's words drew my eyes to the hound.  In my need the first
thing I noticed was the pink part of his shaft protruding from his sheath.
I couldn't deny that he was a good-looking beast, strong and powerful.
Under my observation he stood on the mattress and stretched.  He reached
out with his forepaws extended and head low, his rear raised high and his
bushy tail steadily waving back and forth.
	Ballon was certainly a beautiful animal.  His chest was powerful,
thick and strong, and narrowed to sleek hindquarters with thickly muscled
rear legs.  He was covered in a lush coat of dark fur and what had seemed
like only black to me before now shone in a multi-hued shimmer ranging from
dark brown to true jet.  His head was larger than any mere canine with a
longer snout.  As my human self he stood on four feet at the height of my
stomach.  Standing on two he was probably as tall as I had been.  Bigger
than the wild wolf I'd once seen during a hunt, Ballon looked the part of a
fierce predator.
	"Will he hurt me?" I asked Arath though my gaze was fixed on the
magnificent beast.
	"You are as much his mate as mine, little one.  He would never hurt
you.  As neither Buson nor I would ever hurt you.  Touch him," he
whispered.
	Ballon moved forward and I reached out to run my fingers through
the heavy fur on his head.  It was lush and a bit coarse.  I moved onto my
knees to wrap my arms around his head and scratch through the ruff of his
neck.  I held him close and breathed deeply of his unique scent of musk and
wind.  A part of me acknowledged that I wanted this animal to mount me.
	I felt a warm freshet of Arath's seed leak from my loosened cunt
and slide down the inside of my thighs.  Knowing I'd just been bred, that
it would soon happen again by the beast in my arms – it gave me another
of those peculiar throbbing sensations just inside my ass, followed by the
viscous feel of my lubricant.  Ballon let out a high-pitched whine and
Arath scented the air behind us with a groan.
	"What do I have to do?" I asked.  I looked back to Arath who was
already smiling.
	"Hands and knees.  You have seen dogs mate?"  I nodded that I had
in response.  "He will mount you and fuck you until you are locked
together.  Ballon will not turn on you once you are knotted.  He will rest
on your back until he is done with you and you are well bred."
	"Will it hurt very much?"  I was prepared to endure whatever it
might take.
	"Yes, it likely will but no more than when you took my cock.  It is
much the same, you must want it.  The more you want it the more pleasure
you will gain.  Part of the change in your body is also here," he said and
ran his hand over my right flank.  It was an odd sensation and I looked
down to my side to see.  I had not noticed before that the skin on my sides
from hip to ribs was thicker and a slightly darker color.  "The skin here
is thicker so that Ballon's claws will not cut you open when he grips you."
	Knowing that my body had been changed specifically for my hound to
mate me eased many of my concerns.  I found myself moving into position on
all fours.  I looked at Arath, who had laid himself out in repose on the
bed before me.  He looked content, prepared to watch this mating.  I sensed
Ballon's proximity and heard him scenting my raised ass.  To my utter
surprise I felt his large tongue lapping through the crease and over the
hole.  The rough texture of his tongue scraped over the sensitive lips of
my cunt and made my guts clench tight in pained desire.
	"Oh Gods, Arath he's...," I finished on a long moan.  That large,
talented tongue felt almost like it was pushing into me.
	"Ballon likes the scent and taste of his mate.  Are you ready for
him, Gram?  Do you want him to mount you?"
	"Aww, yes!  I am ready, please?"  The tonguing was making me
delirious.  My cunt throbbed in time with my heart along with my hard cock.
With a final lick Ballon moved forward and his chest rested against my
back.  He was heavy but the heat and strength of him over me felt right.
There was a painful stabbing of his hard cock around the edges of my ass
before he gained his position and found his target.
	The large cock moved into me easily and Ballon was quick to push it
deep.  Though not as long nor thick as my demon's cock it was very hard and
felt wonderful pushing through the warm channel of my cunt.  When he was
embedded the hound rested a moment, adjusted his position on top of me, and
began to fuck me.
	Where Arath had taken me in a brutal manner Ballon fucked me as a
beast would.  Hard thrusts that came too rapidly for me to do anything but
hold there beneath him.  We panted as one and his cock began to grow inside
me.  At first I thought it was only a false sense but the spreading of my
depths convinced me otherwise.  Not only did it grow thicker but much
longer.  The pleasure became sharp and intense.  Arousing sounds emitted
from my juicy cunt as his cock moved in and out.
	The base began to swell and distantly I thought it was his knot.
As it grew bigger and passed repeatedly through the ring guarding the
entrance to my body it was a new thrill.  My cunt being forced open wider
and wider with each pass.  His claws dug into me where he clutched me with
his forepaws but I felt no pain, only the ecstasy of his pillaging cock.  I
pressed the side of my face against his head where it hung over my
shoulder.  "Yes, Ballon, yes," I cried.
	Finally he withdrew and I thought that no way would the growing
bulb at the base of his cock be able to pass within me once again.  With a
mighty shove he forced it in, making me scream in a mixture of pain and
pleasure.  Ballon locked his powerful jaws at the base of my neck and I
knew it was not to hurt me but to hold me firmly in place for his breeding.
Locked into me his cock began spurting great shots of his seed into my
voracious cunt.
	The pressure of his knot on that one spot inside me that brought
such pleasure along with his depth and the heat of his seed sent me over.
My cock hardened and my own seed poured out of it in a thin spray against
the bedding.  Even after the most intense moments passed the bulk of
Ballon's cock kept me close to the edge.  His teeth on the fevered skin of
my neck felt right and my body became his.
	As the minutes passed and Ballon filled me further with his spend
another quaking orgasm swept over me.  The tiny movements of his cock and
swollen knot as he held me felt like massive quakes within my battered
cunt.  Only after the very last spurts had passed into my body did Ballon
release his hold on my neck.  He lapped over the marks he had made but
which had drawn no blood.
	I dropped my head and tried to catch my breath.  Looking up I met
Arath's eyes, he was smiling in true joy and his cock was hard once more.
He gently stroked the length while he watched us.  "You enjoyed that,
little mate?" he asked with a knowing smile.  "I am pleased for you.  Now I
will prepare for Buson's mating."
	At this point I knew I would no longer balk at whatever my mates
wanted of me.  Arath rolled from the side of the bed.  He crossed to the
corner of the room where the curtained doorway was located.  Positioned
against the wall he picked up a type of bench and carried it to the bed.
It was made of heavy wood with two leather covered benches.  One of the
benches was lower than the other.  Two notched posts extended from near the
base.  Arath positioned it beside the bed at an angle and brought it down
with a creaking groan.  I realized that the notched posts locked the bench
to the frame of the bed.  Seeing it in the correct position led me to
believe that it was for me to rest on.  My knees would rest on the lower
bench and my chest on the higher portion.  It would hold me in a position
high enough for the steed to take me.
	Ballon's knot slowly began to grow smaller as Arath came back to
the bed and relaxed.  Buson came closer to the bed, within my view.  I saw,
first, that his cock had dropped from its sheath.  Though not hard it was
of an awe-inspiring length that drooped toward the ground.  Pink at the
head and deepening in color along the length to become black at the base of
the enormous shaft.  I had the uncanny impression that even as Ballon's
cock shrank and receded inside me Buson's grew and lifted in response.
	"It is an impressive weapon, is it not, little mate?"  Arath's
voice was quiet and soothing.  "You are his mate as you are mine.  You are
meant to be Buson's mare, Gram.  All you need is to desire it and it will
be yours."
	"I do want it, Gods help me."  Ballon's weight was making me weary
and I tested his girth with by squeezing down on his cock with the muscles
in my ass.  I was gratified to feel that he'd shrunk by quite a bit.
	"Buson is a beast.  Make no mistake, Gram, he will fuck you as an
animal would.  As Ballon just did.  He will take no care for your pleasure
or pain."  Buson's cock was nearly parallel with his belly.  I couldn't
take my eyes off it.  It looked to be longer than my arm, thicker than the
thickest part of my arm.  The strangely sloped head flared and a drop of
moisture appeared there.  With a jerk it snapped up and thumped against the
steed's belly.  It was male power made flesh.
	Like the hound on my back Buson's coat varied in dark shades from
brown to black.  The hair was short and glossy.  Muscles danced and
twitched in a powerful display as the large beast moved.  His huge balls
roiling between his hind legs, I could smell the arousal coming off him and
shuddered.  It was I who first tested my connection to Ballon by pulling
from him.  In a brief burst of pain his knot exited my body followed by his
cock as he turned off my back.
	I crawled to the farther side of the bed where the bench was
arranged.  I paused to run a hand along the neck of the steed, prompting a
whinny and another smack of his cock against his belly.  I arranged myself
on the bench and found handholds on the sides where my chest should rest.
Ballon had curled up by Arath's side and was licking his cock clean.  He
paused in his work to watch me, along with Arath who was still slowly
stroking his cock.
	I heard the approach of the steed by his hooves on the floor.  Then
his body was moving over mine, his fore hooves resting on the bed before
me.  I felt the heat of his body over mine and his cock tracing my spine.
He withdrew and the hot length moved back.  With a sense of doom, utter
arousal and need I reached back to find his cock and put it in place.  My
hand could not encircle the hot proof of his desire.  I aimed it as best I
could to the recently vacated hole.
	Barely had our flesh met when he drove forward with a mighty thrust
that impaled me to the core.  I was stretched wider than should have been
possible in only a part of a second.  My hands tightened around the handles
and my mouth opened to emit a scream that wouldn't come.  Then Buson pulled
back slightly and drove the rest of the length home, spitting me so that I
felt the flaring head lodged somewhere deep in my chest.  With the second
thrust I did scream.  For a moment I was afraid I was dying, ripped asunder
by the giant phallus.
	I had no time to consider the impressions my body was delivering to
my mind as Buson withdrew immediately.  I felt the soft lining of my cunt
riding along the veiny bulk of his massive organ and screamed in need to
vocalize the feeling beyond pleasure or pain.  I was utterly possessed.
The gigantic cock slid from my body in a length of movement I could not
comprehend.  I clung to the handholds to ground myself for fear I would go
insane.
	Whatever defenses my body had were destroyed by the battering ram
of Buson's meat.  His hips surged at the penultimate moment of withdrawal
and my cunt bloomed before him like a ripe flower.  There was no pause, no
respite from the violent assault as he fucked me.  Abhorrent sounds erupted
from the entrance to my body but I couldn't find it in me to care.  My
whole world centered solely around the colossal prick pounding so
vigorously into my full cunt.  The beast's echoing breaths as he drove his
cock into me with all the might of his massive form filled my ears.
	Small fires of sensation bloomed along the stretched passage of my
new cunt.  A constant pressure created by the enormity of his girth,
especially at the wider base, against the small node of desire just within
my ass was the ignition.  Buson's phallus moving within me in strokes
longer than the length of my stride created such heat and friction as to
set spark.  My body erupted in conflagration as my senses dissolved and
melted into one blazing peak.
	Dimly I was aware of the steed finding completion inside me, the
ache of his vast amounts of seed stretching me further and the flaring of
his cock's head.  Distantly I heard him trumpeting his success in
vanquishing his new mare.  All of it was lost in the bonfire of my mind.
My cunt rippled and held his spewing cock, keeping the fires burning within
me.
	The steed withdrew with a prancing step and his long cock snaked
from the depths of my body.  Barely had he exited and moved away from me
than Arath was there plunging his hard cock into me through the out-flowing
tide of the steed's cum.  I was so spent I couldn't even tighten the gaping
lips of my ass around his width but his movements inside me prolonged my
pleasure.  Arath quickly found his completion in the sloppy grip of my cunt
and added more of his seed to my overly filled body.
	"Rough use, little mate, just as I said," the demon told me once
he'd collapsed onto my back and his cock quit twitching within me.
Weakness invaded my body and I would have fallen but for the support of the
bench.  Arath gently withdrew and stooping drew me gently into his arms.
Even with my larger body he managed to lift me easily and carried me to the
other side of the bed.
	Curling onto my side Arath fit himself to my back and Ballon
situated himself before me.  I quickly passed into oblivion as my demon
pulled the bedding over us.  "Now you are truly ours, Gram.  Mine," was the
last I heard.