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Fates of the Unicorns - Chapter 58 - Need

_ SPOILER WARNING : If you are new to the story, this chapter contains plot and character development spoilers for the over all story. This is an onging story, and this chapter assumes you know the story and characters_.

Sabeth remembered the first time she had let her boyfriend Brant go all the way. He was the hottest, strongest stallion in the whole unicorn herd. She could have anyone at all. She was the loveliest mare in the village, and she knew it. It was only proper for one of her standing to be so well endowed with looks and charm and beauty. After making him wait, and even beg... she recalled how she finally let him undress her. Despite it all, she had been turned on as she saw his own clothes dropping to the floor. He had such a perfect body as well. The desire to jump on him had been overwhelming, but she maintained control. She decided how far, and how fast things would go. But it had been a struggle... her thighs wet with her desire. It was a relief when she finally let him take her... eased that burning NEED in her.

The desire she had NOW was a hundred, no, a thousand times worse. She was in heat. Like a common animal! Like a filthy horse! She clenched her teeth and huffed into the leather bag tied over her nose, the scent of the stallion that had worn it filling her nose with every breath. That damn dragon. That fucking bastard. Withholding the bluesalts that were essential to keeping these seasonal heats away. Like any civilized mare, she had never experienced a heat before. Hardly anyone ever did, there was no need, and being in heat was so... so debasing. But now... here in the dragon capital, a slave to some horrible dragon... now she not only was forced into heat, but made to breath the stench of a male unicorn to force her heat to full burn.

And burn it did. She couldn't even get a tiny bit of release by touching herself. Damn that chastity belt and the dragon that made her wear it! The curved metal cup fit snugly to her sex, and try as she might she could not get a finger in there to rub or touch or stroke. Nnnnnnnnnngh! She was no slut, no whore to need such a thing. She wasn't. But sometimes... it FELT like she was. Her whole body throbbed with heat, like she were sitting too close to a fire. And the need. It was more than overwhelming. It filled her every thought. Every beat of her heart seemed to make her clit throb, and all she could think of was sex and stallions and Brant's long, smooth cock thrusting in and out of her hot pussy... ohhhh... "Brant... fuck me.... fuck me now!"

"Listen to that slutty little whore" said Nella. The feline watched with amusement as the unicorn mare whined and squirmed on the stone floor. "Begging for a fuck, so turned on she can hardly think. Her pussy burning for cock. I wonder what it feels like.... oh! But you would know, wouldn't you?"

Tamira let out a hissing snarl. She did indeed know. She was deep in her own heat. Out of all the mares, only she was not wearing one of those awful leather bags. But she was deep in heat all the same. She glared at Nella, her emotions hard to control.

Nella smiled, and reached up to squeeze one of her own furry breasts, "But you don't want COCK do you... you want a nice pussy to bury your muzzle into." The kitty massaged herself, fingering a nipple and letting out a teasing, lustful moan.

Tamira snorted, looking away. She wasn't sure what she wanted to be honest. She was a lesbian, always had been.. but this damn heat made the smell of male dragon an intoxicating scent. She had always enjoyed playing with dildos, although she preferred to be the one using it on a nice sweet mare. Images of such scenes flashed through her mind and she blocked them out with effort. She could not afford to loose control. She was on duty. It was a duty she despised, forced to be a guard. She still wasn't sure she made the right choice, but all it took was a look at Dana to decide that in the end, she had no choice at all. She would be with that white dragon right now if she hadn't taken the position and fought for her. As bad as Rahmor was as a Master... there were dragons that were far worse.

Tamira shivered in desire, her body making it's needs known once more, forcing her to pay attention to it. She could almost hear her sex demanding to be touched and petted and licked. She ignored Nella's needling. The cat bitch just wanted to get under her fur. Tamira knew that Nella was insecure, threatened by Tamira. Unlike Tamira, Nella served him willingly, and even loved her blue dragon Master in some sort of twisted way. She was jealous of his attention on his new guard. Tamira wished she could tell her she was no threat, that she hated that blue bastard. Hated him with a passion. His smug superiority. How he treated her, and the rest of the unicorns he had bought like cattle. Hated how he forced her for the first time in her happily lesbian life, to suck a cock. To get fucked by one. Made her spread her legs for his thick dick. Bent over... on her back... on all fours... thrusting and grinding on it until she came hard.

Tamira stomped a hoof down on the floor so hard she chipped the hard stone. She was NOT going to fantasize about cock! Especially not HIS! No! She would rather have sex with a... a.... a donkey! A diseased donkey! Or better yet, fuck Rahmor with it. The absurd image of Rahmor tied up and taking it up the ass by a sick and sneezing donkey made her grin. She imagined all the things she would do to him if she could. She would rip that ugly, red and ridged cock right off of him! Grab it... with both hands... hold it firmly... pull it between her legs. She blinked and let out a loud snort of frustration at where her hormone-soaked brain had led her once again. Damnit!

Nella opened her mouth to deliver an inspired, and crushing insult when she heard the familiar noise of the door being opened. She immediately turned and stood at attention. Master was here!

Rahmor stood inside the doorway leading to his lovely unicorn mare collection, dressed in his usual leather kilt and chest straps, but carrying a large covered bucket by the handle in one hand. The entrance consisted of two sets of doors, rigged so only one could be open at a time. That setup made it much more secure and harder to escape from. Security was a concern, but the main use of this chamber was physiological. It put his slaves in the right frame of mind, not allowing them even a tiny sliver of hope that they could escape. He loved his unicorn slave pen. It was the perfect place for breaking in new slaves. The inner door opened and he stepped into the large cave. The far end glowed a soft red, showing the sky as the sun began to set. That end of the cave was open and unguarded, but it didn't need to be as the cave was at the top of the crater rim the dragons had made into their capital, and anyone who fell would most likely die of fright long before they splattered on the ground far, far below.

Rahmor nodded for the door to be closed, waiting for it to lock before moving forward, his feline guard falling in to one side, and Tamira on the other. He noted Nella's eagerness and anticipation and had to grin. He grinned even wider as he looked to his other side, seeing Tamira in a state of heat, barely controlling it. He licked his lips and walked closer to the kneeling line of unicorn mares. They were required to present themselves to him whenever he entered, lining up on their knees, hands behind their backs, heads bowed in respect. It had been some time since any had failed to pose properly or quickly enough, but today was close. They were messy, ragged and squirming. Perfect! He set the bucket down and gazed at his white, trembling property.

He shook his head, "What a mess. You... head down, eyes on the floor! You... get those legs spread wider. Straighten up! Hands back! Tits out!" Unicorns flinched and moved as they were commanded and corrected, slowly forming up into a respectable lineup. Rahmor ran his eyes from one end to the other, enjoying the sight of wet, needy pussy. "Now... that's better. Are you all horny bitches?"

Like a drunken chorus they all let out a muffled, "Yes, Master!" One voice was noticeably later than the others, and Rahmor grinned. "That was slow, bitch..."

Sabeth quivered and stammered, "S...sorry Master... unnng... so... need..."

Rahmor walked slowly to her and looked down, "Did I say you could speak, cunt?"

Sabeth whined, her head swirling with desire and shame, and now fear. She gulped.

Rahmor hmmed as he regarded his slut. He knew exactly what he was going to do to her. He had planned it out before he had even muzzled them all with the stallion-scented bags. But it was nice to have her give him such a useful opening. He snorted. "Take off their bags, guards."

Nella nodded and nudged Tamira a bit harder than she needed, pushing her to one end of the line while she went to the other. Starting on opposite ends, they untied the bags and pulled them off, dropping them between the knees of each unicorn slave.

Sabeth took deep, gasping breaths as the bag was removed. She felt like she had been suffocating the entire night. It was hard to breathe in those things, even without the overpowering stench of stallion. It was good to finally be able to take in fresh air and she panted hard, her nose feeling the cool breeze, the heat seeping out of it. Her relief was short lived as she saw her Master unbuckle his kilt and slide out of it. She blinked as she stared into his crotch. Instead of the expected and familiar sight of his erecting cock, she saw a dirty brown cloth covering his privates. He never wore underwear before. Not that there was much to it.. it was more like a bikini bottom for a male. Just enough cloth to hold his balls and sheath.

Rahmor smirked down at his braided slave as he undid the ties to his new accessory, taking it off to let his balls and sheath free, his cocktip peeking, and then nearly exploring from his sheath as he erected thick and hard.

Sabeth whined as the smell hit her. It was nothing like the smell of a unicorn stallion. It was stronger, muskier... and hard to describe other than smelling powerfully of dragon. It normally disgusted her, but today... today her body made her sniff... smelled the hint of magic. Her cunny pulsed and throbbed in need. "Uhhhh.... nnnnnggggh...." she said as she leaned forward against her will, tongue starting to slide out.

Rahmor licked his lips, "Open wide, whore..."

Sabeth obeyed, opening her mouth wide, wanting to taste, to drink.. her body knowing it would sooth that horrible heat between her legs if she could just get THAT inside her! She trembled with desire, and mrrrrrrrmphed as her mouth was stuffed full of the dragons underwear! She tried to pull back, but hands from behind held her head as the smelly cloth was rammed into her mouth. She coughed and groaned as the bag was once more slid over her muzzle and tied tightly, locking the cloth in place.

Rahmor smirked down at the muffled whines of the unicorn. "There... that should keep you from speaking out of turn. Think about that while you suck on my ball sweat."

Sabeth mrrrrgmphed and breathed through her nose, the fabric pressed to her tongue, tasting the scent of her Master, made all the worse by her disgust mixing with desire. Slowly she began to suck on the fabric, eyes dulling as she trembled. The gasping unicorn hardly noticed when her Master moved off, lost in the sensations.

Rahmor walked to the end of the line, smiling down at the unicorn before him. Dana. he had plans for her too. Tonight. He stood in front of her, a hand casually on his cock, pushing the tip down to wave in front of her nose. "Don't worry, my slaves. I'm told that a unicorn's heat only lasts a few weeks." He watched Dana's eyes, and muzzle following the tip of his cock, saw the despair flash in her eyes at the mention of weeks. "Yes... and it seems to get even WORSE the longer you go without a nice hard stallion cock to finish you."

He pulled his cock away just as Dana's tongue reached for it, moving to the next mare in line. "Of course, there are ways to ease the desire. Masturbating until you cum helps... but not for long as MOST of you realize. How many times have you cum since I was here earlier? Twice? A dozen? It only eases the desire, doesn't even make it go away." He let this one actually get a lick in before he abandoned her for the next.

"Luckily for you all, we dragons have some magic in us too. Not a lot.. but enough that a good fuck would stop your heat for several days" he said as he leaned forward to brush his balls against the nose of a mare. He mrrrmed as she kissed and licked desperately. It took a bit of effort on his part to move along, tapping the nose of the next with his cockhead, then pulling it out of reach. "Drinking stallion, or dragon cum on the other hand... that would ease the desire for almost a whole day. Imagine that... able to spend the day without writhing in desire, able to sleep soundly."

He moved to the next, pausing as he saw it was Telly. Of all the mares, only she was not in heat due to carrying his egg in her belly. Nearly ready too. He almost moved on when he saw her open her mouth and stick out her tongue. She may not be in heat, but she was desperate for his approval. He could see it in her eyes, wanting to please him. From Nella's reports he knew the poor mare had nightmares about being taken away to be tortured and maimed by an even crueler dragon. He smiled down on her, stroking her face as he guided her lips to his cock, letting her suck on it. "Thats a good girl...." he said tenderly. He had her scared to death of other dragons, and rightly so. Some could be downright cruel to their slaves! She was halfway to where he wanted her. She came to him for security for now.. and eventually would do so for comfort and affection. She would know the pleasure of finding her place at his feet. He hurrrred a bit as a very different pleasure spread through his loins, his cock engulfed by hot mare muzzle. He sighed before guiding her head up and off him, petting her to make sure she didn't think he was displeased as he moved to the next.

Rahmor smirked down at Sabeth. "Hmm, guess you don't get a taste." He skipped her, letting the next get a long lick up the underside of his cock as he spoke. "Sadly I don't have enough cum for ALL of you to suck down like the whores you are." There were whines all around at that and he smirked. He moved down the line until he had teased every one of his mares, and walked over to the large covered bucket. "Luckily I have access to a bigger supply. Drakes are quite magical too you know," he said, lifting the lid.

One mare in particular blanched at the idea, her eyes going to the large bucket and seeing the milky-white substance within. Her stomach churned, and if she were not an equine and incapable of vomiting, she very well might have. Urp!

Rahmor smirked at the reaction. "Kindem... would you like a break from your heat?"

Kindem gulped and eyed the bucket, her hands curled into fists behind her back as she struggled with conflicting emotions. She had never, ever put a cock in her mouth before Rahmor had forced himself on her. She had always found the whole idea of oral sex disgusting. She wasn't a lesbian, she loved males... and cock... she just didn't want it in her mouth! After refusing to serve her Master in that way she had been given to his troops, and spent a night being orally raped by countless horny dragons eager to get their hands on a pure unicorn. She still didn't want anything to do with oral, but was at least able to stomach sucking on ONE dragon at a time. Compared to that night, it didn't seem so bad any more.

But this! That was... a whole bucket of it! And not even from a person, but some filthy beast! She whined.

"Come here, slave... kneel. There!" ordered Rahmor.

The command snapped Kindem out of her thoughts and she reluctantly crawled to kneel before the bucket, looking into it with disgust. It was filled to the brim, and big enough she doubted she could lift it on her own. She clamped her lips tight and looked up pleadingly at her Master.

"Now... while a drake may have quite a bit of magic flowing through it's veins, from what I can gather it won't have quite as strong of an effect as my, or a stallions cum would. So you're going to have to drink a LOT more of it. Luckily there is enough for everyone. Drink. Now." said Rahmor.

Kindem trembled from both the heat of her crotch and disgust at what lay before her. She looked around for a cup, "Mmm..mm..m.. master? I don't see anything to drink with."

Rahmor smirked, "I don't want to stain any of my mugs. Just stick your nose in it like your watering trough."

Kindem made a face, looking at the bucket. She was so horny she could hardly think straight, and the smell.. it did seem... enticing somehow. But it was so gross! She breathed heavily, and slowly took a deep breath, holding it and lowered her nose down. She felt her lips touch the slimy surface, and recoiled. "Errrrrgh!"

Rahmor tapped his foot, "I'm waiting, slave."

Kindem whined, gritting her teeth and trying again. Her lips touched, parted... but try as she might she couldn't force herself to suck any of the nasty stuff up. She lifted her head again, groaning, "Masterrrrrr.... pleeeeease...."

Rahmor shook his head, "I see you still need much more training, slave.... we will start NOW." He grabbed her horn and shoved her head down into the bucket.

Kindem whinnied as her horn was grabbed, then felt her entire face shoved into the bucket. Some of the cum went into her mouth before she could close it, and she could feel the still warm goo pushing into her nose. "Mmmmmggggggarrglbble!" She scrunched her eyes tight as her head was pushed again, the milky white surface rising up to meet her.

Rahmor watched the surface of the bucket bubble as the mare struggled, holding her down and keeping her head still.

Kindem panicked, her lungs starting to burn. Was her master trying to drown her? She opened her mouth but closed it again, trying to spit, unable to swallow. She was going to die like this! Then her head was yanked up and she sputtered, coughing and gasping. But her relief was short lived as a familiar bag was once more pulled over her nose and face and tied tight. "Errrrrghhhblech!" She snorted and inhaled, coughing again as her cum-covered face was muzzled by the smelly bag once more. Not that she could smell much of the bag with her entire furry face soaked in drake cum. She snorted and hacked, finding it hard to breathe with the nasty stuff in the sack with her nose. She groaned as the feline guard pulled her back into line, trying to blink the cum out of her eyes, vision blurry as she was shoved back to her knees. "Ahhh.... eehhhhh..."

Rahmor smirked, "Now then, which lucky mares would like to suck off my cock? The rest MIGHT be allowed to drink from the bucket. For the rest... I won't be back until tomorrow. Who to choose..."

Lots of nervous whining and whimpering from he line of mares filled the cave as they stared at their Master with desire. False desire... desire brought on by a heat that should have never happened, but their bodies didn't care. They wanted fucked, and they wanted to get fucked NOW!

Rahmor said, "You two, get over there out of the way." He pointed at Sabeth and Kindem, both muzzled and whimpering for different reasons. He turned his attention to Telly, another mare who didn't need to participate, but paused. Simply ordering her to join them might make her feel discarded or abandoned, so he instead said, "Telly, since you are not in heat, I have a better use for you. Come here and take a special place at my feet, keep them nice and warm. You are worthy of that honor."

Telly nodded, crawling on hands and knees, her heavy belly hanging under her as she settled down at the large dragons feet, covering them and trying to get as comfortable as she could. She settled down finally. She liked hearing that she was worthy. A worthy slave wouldn't be abandoned or abused as much as one that didn't please him. She felt just a little safer, a little more secure. She let out a soft whinny as a dragon paw caressed her belly, trying to make sense of it all. The fear of those sharp claws at her vulnerable belly, but the comfort of knowing her Master was pleased with her and wouldn't be sending her away.

"You will be laying that soon now... I'm looking forward to seeing what it will look like," said Rahmor. He straightened up and regarded the mares, thinking. A smirk spread across his muzzle and he said, "Ok, slaves.... make a fist with your left hand and hold it up in front of you."

Some of the mares looked with confusion as they did as ordered, but most simply obeyed. They had been trained, and trained hard that when a dragon, especially Rahmor gave an order, it was to be obeyed. Sometimes even entire days were spent with the quick questions, and even quicker punishments when they were slow or answered wrong. It was second nature now to obey first, and wonder why later, if at all.

Rahmor said, "Show your Master how BAD you want to suck cock. Demonstrate on your arm... and I'll watch, and decide who deserves it, and who deserves the bucket. And... who deserves nothing at all."

Oara immediately knew what was wanted. She grabbed her arm, opened her mouth, and sucked on her own fist, eyes locked on her Master. With her example, everyone else quickly fell into place. The mare next to her began to stroke her forearm, and Oara did so as well. One by one, various mares found more ways to humiliate themselves, and out of desire and need, were imitated until they were all moaning and licking their arms and fists. Sucking, groaning... stroking and kissing.

Rahmor watched it all with pleasure, reaching down to pet Telly at his feet. He ran a finger over the tip of his cock as he watched, encouraging the mares now and then. He turned to Tamira who was watching with barely concealed disgust and anger at the humiliations the poor mares were enduring. She only met Dana's eyes once, and hastily looked away from the lust and desire she saw there. She was deep in heat herself, but without the trigger of the stallions scent, wasn't in it as deep as her friend clearly was.

The lesbian warrior's looks of discomfort had not gone unnoticed and Rahmor said, "Hmm, which do YOU think are the most eager, Tamira? Pick two."

Tamira blinked and opened her mouth silently. She didn't want to pick! But what she wanted did not often matter when she was a dragon's slave. She bit her lip, looking up and down. She really had no idea... she didn't WANT to look closely and find out, but she did. "Uhh... Oara, sir... and... umm... Leolyn."

Rahmor nodded, "Hmm, I think you might be right. You! And you! Come!" Rahmor watched the two mares crawl to him and he let out a snarl, "Did I say the rest of you could STOP? There is still the matter of proving you deserve a drink from the bucket." He waited until the rest of the mares went back to their sucking and stroking of their arms, then smiled at the two mares kneeling at his feet. Both had their eyes locked on his cock. He said, "Warm me up with your hands, sluts... get your fingers nice and wet, then stroke me. You, Oara.. you work my cock. Leolyn, you massage and stroke my balls."

Leolyn nodded, and reached up with her fingers, but froze when the dragon snapped out a command.

"No, wet them down THERE."

Leolyn flushed, but dropped her hand between her legs, sliding her fingers into her sex.. stroking.. and wetting them down in no time. Her mind was so filled with desire, so horny that she didn't even think twice about what she was doing. Never even thought that mere moons ago, the very IDEA of sticking her fingers in her pussy on command would have horrified her. It would have been a humiliation she could have never imagined. She thought of none of that, only crouched down and used her wet, sticky fingers to begin softly stroking the heavy blue balls above her. She remembered the first time he had taken her. It had been scary and painful, but now she wanted it in her again. Now. Deep! She moaned in renewed need at the memories of that first, terrible, wonderful fuck.

Oara closed her own wet, damp fingers around her Masters cock, stroking it. She had to go back to her sex to wet them again several timed before she got him covered, and only then began to stroke him with her hand.

Rahmor rrrrrhed. "Yes, that's it." He took a hold of Oara's horn, pulling her head above the tip of his cock, watching as he tongue lolled and drooled onto it. "Hungry little slut, are we?"

Oara nodded, "Uh-huh." She looked down lustily, her other hand had found her sex and was toying with her clit, jerking a bit from the sensations.

Rahmor said, "On your knees, side by side, and open wide."

Leolyn panted and gave the ball she was massaging a quick lick, then doing as ordered, moving beside Oara and opening her mouth wide, tongue out.

"Tamira... cuddle up behind me, and grab my cock and balls. Jerk me off."

Tamira nodded, "Yes Master..." she said weakly. She slid behind him, pressing up against his back and folded wings, belly and breasts pushed against him as she reached around, one hand on his cock, her other cupping his balls. She began to stroke and fondle. She wished there was someone behind to stroke HER. She knew the slickness her hands were feeling was from mare pussy, and it ashamed her to turn her on. It was the heats fault, but that didn't make it any less humiliating.

Rahmor grunted in pleasure as his shaft was stroked. "Grip harder... dragons like a nice, firm grip."

Tamira gritted her teeth, tempted VERY badly to give his balls a good hard crushing grip. He DID ask for it.. but she knew what he meant, and knew that the punishment would be far worse than any enjoyment she could get. She knew as well that he would punish others too. So she squeezed his shaft instead, pumping steadily.

Rahmor wasn't sure if he was happy she obeyed, or sad she resisted the temptation. He would have enjoyed punishing her. He looked at the line of mares, wondering which one would be best made into a pain slut to sate his desire for more, physical punishments. Oara was turning out to be a budding sadist, but didn't actually like being hurt herself. He decided to test them at a later date. For now, he had other things to attend to. "When I cum, you better aim well... make sure to give them both enough, or they will suffer all night."

Tamira nodded silently, shifting a bit to make sure she got a good view of the two mares, kneeling, mouths and tongue open.. and... playing with themselves! She let out a lustful moan, then forced herself to concentrate, stroking and rubbing.. trying to get her Master off, knowing that he had enough control he could delay it, or force himself to climax when he wished. She didn't think they could cum on command without any preparation, but once warmed up they clearly could decide when they blew if they wished.

Tamara's arm grew a bit sore, but her unicorn stamina kicked in and she continued to pump and thrust. The balls in her hand tightened and she knew he was close, the moans and panting yet more signs. So when his cock began to throbbed, she was ready. The first pulse of cum was high and splattered all over Oara's face and the top of her nose. Tamira corrected and the next shot went right into her mouth. She let several more spurt before jerking his cock to the side, the next load blasting against Leolyn's neck and chest. She lifted it up and got most of the next one in, only a bit covering her nose. There was about a second of delay between each pulse and she switched back and forth between them now, trying to get each even. It was just a game of skill she told herself, trying to ignore the reality of what she was doing.... feeding dragon cum to a pair of horny, desperate female unicorns. She let go once the pulses had stopped, a few streams running down the tip and onto her hand. She looked at the gooey strands on her fingers hungrily.

Oara and Leolyn swallowed and licked their noses, whining fore more.

Rahmor said, "Cum, girls... your bodies need that trigger or your meal will all go to waste."

Both mares nodded and rubbed themselves eagerly. They had both cum several times that day while breathing in the stallion scent from their bag muzzles, and both had lost whatever embarrassment they felt from doing so in public. Their heat made that easy to do. It also made it easy to cum and soon they were both crying out in pleasure, whinnying and shuddering as orgasmic pleasure washed through them. They slowly sank back down, sitting on their hooves and leaning against each other, feeling an almost numbing feeling spreading through them, quenching the heat that had filled their minds and pussies for so long. "Oooooh.... nnnngggghhh.... ahhhh.... oooohhhhh."

Hearing, but not seeing the climaxing mares, Tamira still stared at the cum on her fingers, tongue slipping from her lips, questing. Then a dragon paw covered her nose and mouth. Mmmph!

"Now now.. that is NOT for you..." said Rahmor.

Tamira watched as Nella moved into view, and licked up the cum off her fingers with dainty cat licks, a smug expression on her face. She didn't know if she should be relived or upset. She hated cum. Hated it! Not like poor Kindem who had some sort of phobia, but she thought males were gross and nasty. The LAST thing she wanted to do was taste MORE cum. But... oh fuck. She wanted release SO bad... and she knew, and her body knew the only place she could get it. Damn him! She lowered her hand once it was clean, avoiding looking at the self-satisfied smirk on Nella's face.

Rahmor watched with pleasured amusement, lowering his hand from Tamira's soft, warm nose. A nose that will soon have plenty to do. He swept his hand from side to side, indicating the two of kneeling, licking mares. "Enough! Time to show your Master how horny you really are. Spread your knees, lean back, and spread your slutty cunts."

The enslaved unicorns did as they were told, fumbling at their sex, fingers reaching down to spread their labias and expose their secrets to their Master. A few blushed redly at the humiliation, but most were already blushing from their heat and only squirmed to show their embarrassment.

Rahmor shook his head, "No no no. Nella! Show them how a real slave does it."

"Yes Master!" Nella marched up and stood before them, planting her feet wide. She took two fingers from each hand and spread her pussy, showing off her sex to the watching girls, and then pushed her fingertips into herself, moaning in pleasure as she bent over a bit, fingers going deep, first one knuckle, then another. She purred as she pried herself apart, eagerly revealing her vaginal canal. She smirked as she did so, knowing they would have to imitate whatever she did, and she pulled even wider. Look at my love tunnel bitches, she thought. She was going to enjoy watching them show their. Rape tunnel, in their case.

Rahmor licked his lips, "Try again, unless you want some time to practice... I can always come back tomorrow, or the day after..."

The threat of no release for another day, or two motivated the mares to imitate the guard cat. Moans, gasps and whines ran up and down the line of mares as fingers pulled, spread, inserted and penetrated. Some like Dana bit her lip as she worked her hot, wet sex, needing to start with just two fingers and working up to fore, groaning as she spread her ready, but untrained hole open. Others had it easier, being naturally looser, or more used to being fucked by stallion cock.

Rahmor mrrrrred happily, eyeing the line of wet, dripping unicorn cunts. Some stretched more than others, but they were all nicely on display. In time, every one of them would take his cock. Deep and hard. His shaft twitched at the very thought of it. "All right, my whores... I'll allow you ALL to sate your desires. Line up for a drink from the bucket. I'd suggest several mouthfuls, and do not forget to cum after. That should hold off the heat until sometime tomorrow." He watched the mares jostle for position, and pointed. "Not you."

Dana blinked, "Mmmm...master?" She whined a bit, not wanting to get close to the bucket, but not wanting to have to go the entire night without it either. She shivered as cool air mingled with the moist dampness of her sex, fingers trembling inside herself.

Rahmor said, "You will join me in my bed tonight. I'll give you your 'medicine' then." He turned his head to Tamira, "When it is time, I will send for her, and you will escort her to my bed. Is that clear?"

Tamira stiffened, thinking of her poor friend Dana, and what was going to happen to her. Rahmor was big, and rough... and the though of him raping her friend made her grit her teeth as she said, "Yes, Master."

Rahmor smirked and turned his attention back to the bucket where the first mares had crawled up to and was looking down at it in disgust. He said, "There are many desperate mares behind you, slave... drink now... or I'll put you with those two.

Sabeth and Kindem didn't even notice the attention as they suffered in their own way. Kindem had managed to lick up most of the nasty stuff inside her muzzle and could breathe a bit better now. But it wasn't enough to do more than sate her desire for a few hours. She knew they would be back, with a vengeance. In the meantime, her muzzle was soaked in the horrible stuff, her nose caked in it.

Rahmor watched with satisfaction as the mare made up her mind, and pushed her nose into the bucket, taking a gulp.. then another and another before pulling her nose up, gasping. The mare licked her nose, snorting a bit as she backed up, her face screwed up in disgust.. but her hand was already between her legs, working desperately. "Yes.. next... quickly now... while it's still warm."

One after another, the rest of the mares took their drinks. Some managed quicker than others, but in the end they all knew they had no choice. Nobody wanted to spend an entire night like this. The past few hours had been sheer torture, and had been only getting worse. The sound of slurping and gulping filled the room, mixed with the wet noises of mares finger-fucking or stroking their sex. Rahmor waited for the moans and cries, a symphony of horny unicorns getting the release they had so desperately needed. Music to his ears.

Rahmor nodded in satisfaction at the scene. Mares sprawled out, panting, exhausted. Embarrassed and humiliated. Forced to submit to their Master, and their bodies own desires. Put in their place. Hard. He ordered the nearly empty bucket to be licked clean, and gave a final command. "Tamira... tonight when your shift ends, you will escort Dana to my chambers. She will get her taste then."

Tamira's fingers twitched, threatening to clench into a fist. With effort she forced herself to calm. She knew this day would come, that Rahmor would get around to raping every one of his mares. That he didn't just fuck them all the first day had surprised her. He seemed to enjoy drawing it out, taking his time. And now it was Dana's time. Her turn to be bedded by him. The though of her tender, lovely pussy being invaded by that hard, brutal cock enraged her. It was a pussy that deserved love. A soft mare tongue caressing it, not a spiky dragon cock. Delicate kisses, soft suckling.. a clit just begging to be lapped at... her vagina to be probed with her tongue, taste her... rub her nose in her mare juices.

"I said, is that clear, slave?"

Tamira hnnnnnged and shook her head, trying to clear the fantasies from it. "Uhhh... yes Master! Very clear, Master!" Her pussy dripped with desire and she didn't dare look at Dana.

Rahmor smirked as he patted Tamira on the ass, his hand staying to squeeze and fondle. "Don't be late delivering my toy, guard."

Tamira huffed at the touch and the callous statement, squirming as talons pressed into the curve of her buttock, her ass gripped tight by the strong, large dragon hand. "Nrrrrgh... yes Master." She gasped in relief as the hand drew away, the dragon moving off, leaving once more to do whatever it was that dragons did when not abusing their slaves. Bastard!

Dana flinched as the doors were shut with a clang, then slumped and moaned. She was SO horny. She looked with envy at the twitching, moaning mares who were just now starting to recover. She still had hours to go before... before she was taken to Master's bed. She shuddered. She had seen him fucking other mares. Knew how badly it had hurt them. Now it was to be her turn to experience it. As much as she wanted release from this terrible heat, she didn't want it THAT way. She jerked as a hand touched her shoulder and she looked up at Tamira. She gulped, getting a look at the mares soaked sex and she got to her hooves to stand shakily.

"Dana... I..."

Dana put a finger to Tamira's lips. "I don't want to hear it. I told you already... it's NOT your fault what he makes you do. I don't blame you." Dana blinked in disbelief as she watched Tamira open her mouth and start sucking on her finger! She pulled it back in surprise. "Tamira...?"

Tamira shook her head, "Whhaaa.... oh!" She flushed a deep red as she realized what she had just done. Turning her head in shame she stammered, "I... err... sorry... it's.. ummm.. you know..."

Dana frowned in puzzlement, then gasped and flushed deep red herself when she remembered where that finger had just been! Oh my! "Ahhh... oh.. I didn't mean to. Err..."

Tamira gulped, still tasting Dana's sex on her tongue, finding it hard not to imagine Dana finger-fucking herself with it earlier. For hours. Hnnnngh! "Ahhh, nevermind... I... you should get something to eat. Before tonight."

Dana nodded, giving the feeding trough a disgusted look. Stale hay, watered down grains. Unappetizing to say the least, but she needed to keep her strength up. The last thing she wanted was to have yet another hunger gnawing at her. She neatly fled as she headed to the food and water, shivering as she walked, very aware of the dampness between her legs.

Tamira watched her go with a sigh, smacking herself on the forehead. Stupid! She knew Dana wanted to just be friends, that she liked stallions, not mares. How could she have done that? She clenched her teeth. No. How could she NOT have done that. Her body was so horny. She was lucky she hadn't tackled Dana and ate her out right on the floor in front of everyone. She was THAT needy. It could have been much worse. She steeled herself. Just have to get past this. She would not do anything to jeopardize her friendship. She would not let her body betray her, and she promised herself she was NOT going to take advantage of Dana's heat and have sex with her. It simply was NOT going to happen. And that was final!