Maiden Mare
The sound of the barn was alive with the sound of hooves against the ground and the normal sounds of the grooms as they passed along the rows tending to their morning chores. Astar flicked her ears in irritation and hit her hind hoof against the back of her narrow stall as her normal groom walked past the front of her stall for the fifth time that morning and he still hadn't stopped to take her out. The rest of the herd had been taken out earlier in the morning, going past her door while she strained her head over the barrier and called after them. She didn't understand why she was being left behind when the sun was rapidly rising and the alfalfa pellets that had been given to her were a distant memory. Even the hay had lost its appeal as she stepped away from the door and hit the door harder behind her, cracking it loud enough that the wall rattled.
"Easy easy...." That got her grooms attention at least, the lad moved in front of the stall door with a smile, stretching his hand out towards her. "I know, you're not used to staying in."
Astar pulled her ears back against her head and snapped her teeth out angrily at him, her lips twitching up to show her blunt teeth to show her displeasure. The only thing that got her was a short snort of amusement from the man before he walked away again, intent on his chores. The mare gave herself a shake and turned about in her stall, pacing in the confinement as she tried to get the worst of the energy out of her. Her tail lashed back and forth as she tried to lean out the back window towards the pasture and let out a whinny towards the small band of mares. The sound echoed along the edges of the pasture and was picked up by a few of her herd-mates in answer, but she couldn't see them. She didn't like being alone and she didn't like change to her normal routine.
"Alright, c'mon girl, let's get you out of here." The groom returned, and this time he had the familiar halter and lead that made her ears flick straight up in the air.
She was dangerous in her eagerness to get out, turning about and nudging her groom with her broad nose while he tried to stop her attempt to bolt out of the open stall door. His hands moved to stroke along her cheeks and caught her right beneath the chin so he could pull the halter up and over her head, tugging it right along her ears as she twitched them eagerly back and forth. As soon as the buckles were fastened and securely attached she gave an eager yank of her head, trying to pull him out of the stall as he laughingly kept a firm hold on the lead and turned her head about as she clattered into the hall of the barn. Her tail lashed eagerly and she tried to strain towards the back door and pasture, but the groom gave her a firmer tug.
She fought it for a moment, she knew that she should go to the pasture, but she stopped when he gave another firm tug and quieted down. It wasn't the first time she'd been parted from the herd, normally it was when it was time for her to go on the trail. She flicked her ears up eagerly and followed the lad as he guided her down the rows of the stalls and out the main part of the barn. Her nostrils flared a little bit, tasting the air while her tail bobbed back and forth behind her. The only pause she gave was at an eager sounding whinny that came from the two stalls that were set well apart from the rest of them. She pricked her ears and whickered back, but didn't linger as she was led around the side of the barn and the shelter of the lean-to where several people were gathered together.
"Easy girl, come on now.." He moved his hand up to grip the underside of her halter and pulled her towards wall that came up to her shoulder.
"Bring her up to the first post that should be good enough." Another man stood near by as Astar threw her head up and snorted, but followed as she was led along the wall. She'd never been brought here before and she lifted her head up high to look around her.
The lead was tied off to the post as the man that had stood nearby moved towards her head while her groom moved behind her. She snorted in annoyance and blew out the scent of stallion that clung to the faintly to the air. It wasn't the toned down scent of a gelding, but a sharper musk that made her twitch her ears while her tail was suddenly grabbed. One hand patted against her haunch when she made an abortive attempt to kick at the sudden touch. She stilled as her tail was pulled up high, leaving her flicking her ears back in annoyance. She didn't like when people fussed with her tail, but at least it didn't feel as if he was about to braid it, instead he began to wrap the long hairs firmly around her tail bone with vet wrap. It felt annoying to have her tail confined as the hairs were looped up on themselves towards the very base of her tail.
She shifted restlessly and snorted out a few times, throwing her head down and yanking against the lead as her tail was turned into a heavy club that bapped against either side of her haunches. It felt strange to have the long hairs bound up, annoying, but the reward came from the strange man who offered a palm full of grain to her. Her lips pulled and worked before swiping up the treat with her broad tongue, crunching away complacently as they moved around her. She barely flinched as her tail was forced upwards and she felt hands pushing right against either side baring her soft folds. She twitched a little bit and instinctively twitched her tail up as she was briefly examined. The edges of the wrapped tail bapped higher up towards her hip and nearly startled her.
"I brought the gloves for you." Her groom picked something up with a crackling sound while she tried to twist her head back and glanced back at him.
The stranger was pulling something over his arms, they were clear and long as they pulled all the way up to his shoulder. With a wet squelching sound he started rubbing something over the rubber while her tail tried to twitch back down again, but her groom wouldn't let her. The tail remained pulled up high in the air before something wet was splattered out against her folds making her snort and startle forward briefly. Fingers rubbed over her folds and she flexed them in reaction, the fingers brushed up and down, sliding over sensitive parts that made her stomp her hoof angrily. Her ears pinned back irritation, but the wetness continued to be worked over her outer lips and moved all the way up to her thick dark pucker. She stamped a hoof and lunged forward again, only to hear her grooms disapproving sound for her to calm down.
Her pucker was coated in the thick wet stuff, pushing inwards as the humans hand started to nudge firmly right against her opening. She tried to keep her tail down, but it was suddenly caught and pulled to one side while the fingers started to nudge more firmly against her tailhole. The mare threw her head up higher and let out an annoyed snort, but they didn't stop as fingers pushed forward and started to spread her open. Her inner walls clamped down in protest, trying to squeeze the invading digits out of her, but they fingers pushed forward more firmly and started to spread her open wider and wider. The thick ridge of the knuckles plucked right against her anal ring and pushed it inwards as the walls clamped down around the hand.
The stranger grunted a little bit as he pushed forward and her haunches were pushed forward and the walls wrapped tightly around the forearm. The walls were straining tightly as his fingers curled along the line of her passage and pushed firmly downwards. Her walls contracted and squeezed, trying to push him outwards as he forced forward inch by inch. Something brushed against her plump lips and she let out an angry snort, ignored by both men while the fingers suddenly pushed forward hard enough to push right along a ridge inside of her. The forearm was pushed entirely inside of her, but the fingers were pressing against something deep inside of her. The nudge pushed and curled, making her inner channel contract.
Something hard nudged against her plump folds as they flexed and then slipped into her passage and glided along her slickened passage. She clamped her walls down tightly about it as it stroked through her while her anal passage remained opened. It felt strange, it made her stomp a forehoof and snort a few times, tugging restlessly at the lead. She felt overly full and uncomfortable, but her groom only reached out to pat her shoulder and murmur soothingly towards her. The words calmed her, but not much, not when she was strained open and fingers were digging against her while something else slid through her passage. It wasn't as large as the arm, but it still made her want to kick as she threw her head up and tried to yank her halter free of the lead.
The slender device pushed through her and nudged right up against a barrier deep inside of her before wedging forward. The fingers that trailed along the ridge of her cervix through her anal passage gave another push downwards before the pressure started to grow. It began to grow worse and worse, pushing forward while her tail tried to snap down hard between her legs. It was impossible with her groom holding it to one side. She pinned her ears flat to her head and curled her lips backwards as she felt the pressure building again while the stranger continued to explore her inner passage. Her inner walls clamped around the device that had been slipped inside of her, clutching and squeezing before he slowly started to drag backwards again.
"Easy on there!" Her groom reached out to pat against the line of her neck as she let out a short squeal as the arm pulled back from her wide spread pucker.
The hand came free with a wet noise, slipping out before the device came out as well. Her pucker tensed up again and she gave a shake of her body before settling back down again. The groom finally released her bound tail down and clapped against her legs as she pushed it down tight between her haunches. Her nostrils flared a little bit. Her undertail felt slick and wet still, but at least she no longer had to deal with the hand penetrating her.
"Bring Obsidian out, I think she's ready to go." The strange man gave her hip a light pat while her groom stepped away. The gloves were peeled off and tossed away as she pawed the ground in annoyance, this day was not going as she had planned. "She's certainly showing all the signs. I'd keep the barrier between them for now to make sure she's ripe before letting him at her. Maidens can be touchy."
The strange man was the one that moved his hands along her side, but not like he was grooming her, just rubbing over her muscles. His hands ran down along her legs, her hind leg first and then her back leg, stroking towards her hooves before picking one up. She knew the routine and lifted her hoof to place in his hand as he poked it a few times before he let her drop it back down. The fingers even ran up along her shoulders and neck. He smelled sterile and sharp, making her sneeze out when he brushed along the edge of her cheek. She snorted softly, nosing against the forearm before lipping curiously. He wasn't familiar to her, but his touch was confident.
The sound of hooves brought her ears up from where they had been flattened. Her groom returned, but not alone, he held the lead to one of the stallions that were kept separated from the mares. The large black stallion boasted a white blaze down his broad nose and his ears were up high on his head. The moment he saw her he stopped walking calmly by the groom and lunged forward with a snort, his nostrils flaring as he began to lift his hooves up high. She snorted nervously and flicked her ears back down as she gave a yank against the lead again. The stallion was at least a hand taller than she was and his nostrils quivered as he lunged forward and fought the chain lead that was woven around the nose band of his halter.
"Easy, c'mon, easy lad." The groom hauled on the lead while he swung around, an inky dark shaft spilling down between his hind legs and swaying back and forth as he tried to lunge forward again.
Her skin quivered nervously as the harsh musk of stallion filled her nose and made her flick her ears back up. Obsidian came to the barrier of the wall, snorting hotly while he tried to step back towards the end of the wall, but the lead kept him in place. She shivered, her skin twitching as his nose draped over the barrier and brushed against her shoulder. There was a hot rush of breath hitting against her, puffing out while she tasted the warm scents on the air and twitched her tail up slightly. The flat teeth scraped against her shoulder as she locked her legs in place and felt his nose brushing against her. He jerked against the lead briefly, trying to step back before lowering his muzzle to bump against her.
Astar kept her head tilted, watching him as he stepped backwards and bumped his nose against the line of her spine. The groom let him have a little slack, but not enough to rear backwards, just enough that he nosed against her and could drape his neck over the barrier to nip against the front of her back leg. She pranced nervously in place, not away, but enough to make him pull away from her and lift his head up high in the air. His upper lip curled back and bared his teeth as his head swayed back and forth over her. She'd almost forgotten that the other man was there, the strange one, until something looped around her neck and ropes dropped down in front of her. She was torn between two distractions, the rope and the stallion that returned to lipping against her hind leg.
"Wait until I get the hobbles on, I don't want her kicking him." The stranger was at her side and the rope was drawn under her belly.
She was only partially paying attention to him, the rest of her attention was on the muzzle of the stallion rubbing down her back and the teeth that pinched the base of her tail. She kept her tail well up and out of the way, flexing her glistening folds instinctively as he tried to drop lower. She could feel the muscles tensing and relaxing as the nose grazed downwards and finally dropped down so a hot puff of breath hit her lube covered tailhole and mound. The puffs were warm and tickling, but brief as the stallion lifted his head up and curled his upper lip back again. Something slapped just out of sight as the large stallion began to prance in place, half rearing as his chest crashed against the barrier making her startle and kick out.
The moment she tried to kick back, the rope around her neck tightened and she couldn't do more than kick a few inches back before the hobbles tangled her up. She pinned her ears down and tried to lunge forward, but the lead held her as the stallion was suddenly allowed to move behind the barrier. Her head was thrown up high in the air, seeing his dark form behind her before he crashed against her haunches. With an angry squeal she tried to kick back at him, she didn't know what they wanted, but she was done behaving. The stallion's head pushed over her haunches while he lunged forward, only the lead held him back as she attempted to kick out at him, only tangling up her hind legs against the ropes.
Her legs splayed open wide as Obsidian suddenly pushed up and over her haunches, his weight made her tremble as he strained forward and she tried to throw him off. Her eyes bulged while her eyes flashed a wide ring of fear and confusion, but the stranger came to her head and gripped her upper lip. It was such a strange hold that she froze as the sensitive skin between her nostrils was pinched firmly while forelegs scrabbled against either side of her haunches. Something heavy thudded up between her legs, jabbing wildly as she was forced to feel the stallion pressing down against her and his nose pushed against the line of her neck with a grunt. He kept jabbing at her, smearing wetness against her glossy fur while the stranger kept her head down so she couldn't bite him to drive him off.
The tip hit hard against her glistening anal ring before it was suddenly pulled downwards and jabbed hard against her winking folds. The blunt tip pushed roughly against the outer folds, pushing them inwards before his weight lunged forwards and the cock tip pushed into her virginal passage. The walls yawned open wider and wider, straining the sensitive walls open wide as he grunted and walked forward. It was too large, too thick, too much for her to take and she nearly tried to throw her weightup in a crow hop, but he weighed her down so she was pinned in place. It wasn't like the device that had pushed into her earlier, it was rubbing through her, pulling and stroking until the tip suddenly bottomed out and the stallion grunted above her.
The shaft sank inside of her, stretching her open sio wide that her muscles suddenly clamped down tightly to clutch around the inky black shaft. She tried to scramble away with a wild squeal, but she only lunged forward as the stallion drove himself in all the way up to his sheath jabbing roughly up against her plump outer lips. The medial ring stroked through her, a bump that caressed and made her react with her muscles pulling him inwards instead of trying to squeeze him out again. She couldn't even lower her tail to protect herself as his broad belly kept it shoved roughly to one side and draped along her hip.
The stranger refused to let her go or escape, she was forced to feel the stiff swollen shaft stroking through her as her walls continued to caress around him. A hot thick splatter of wetness hit inside of her as the stallion drew his hips back several inches only to drive forward again in a blind rough stroke. His hooves scraped against her as he pulled himself forward for another jabbing stroke. He lifted his head up from her neck and suddenly snapped down against the base of her thick maned neck. He clamped down hard, gripping and twisting so that she let out a shallow squeal before he pulled backwards again. The medial ring pulled free with a wet pooping noise before he plunged forward again, her own wetness forced out around the edges as her forelegs began to splay open before she locked them in place.
The broad glans jammed roughly against her barrier, grinding against her as her inner walls clamped down tightly around him. The rippling muscles started to squeeze and pull, the oozing precum was mingling with her own wetness as instinct began to take over. She trembled in place while the hips lunged forward in hard short thrusts, the heat of the breath hit against the back of her neck as she leaned backwards against the lead and pushed against him. The feel of him stroking through her made her try to wink around him, tightening her swollen lips about him while the forelegs curled against either side of her.
Thrust after thrust rocked through her, the tip always bottoming out inside of her as she desperately tried to keep herself braced for him. She pinned her ears down hard to her head, her nostrils flaring open wide as she felt him starting to thicken and spread open wider inside of her. She kicked out, or at least tried, as the thrusts began to shorten and the hold on her neck tightened. Only a few inches pushed in and out of her, tugging and pulling through her body was she was left trembling in place. The hold on her nose didn't loosen as the stallion suddenly lunged forward, almost crow hopping to spear deep inside of her. The tip of him wedged tightly up against her cervix before he spread open wide, pushing up while his urethra jutted out to mesh with the opening to her fertile womb.
As the stallion went still her nose was released and she dropped her head down as the first pulse ran through him before something hot flooded inside of her. A hot splatter that crashed right against a narrow opening dilated with her estrus. Her walls contracted down, tightening and squeezing as rope after thick sticky rope flooded inside of her, pushing deeper as the stallion leaned his weight forward and forced her to brace for him. Her forelegs remained in front of her, locking into place as her breathing came out in short labored pants. Already the sperm rich seed was pushing through the opening and plunging deeper inside of her and towards her ova. All she knew was that her body was struggling to hold up the stallion's weight as he released her neck with a hot snort.
The shaft slowly started to soften inside of her, though the tip remained flared open deep inside of her. The last jet of cum was thicker, heavy, splattering against her cervix in a sticky gel meant to seal his seed within her before Obsidian stepped back one slow step at a time with a snort. The softening shaft pulled backwards, spilling from her slowly before there was a slick popping sound and she felt a dribble of seed splattering out as the stud dropped down to all fours with a short snort. The stranger gave her cheek a light pat while she remained with her head lowered down and ears splayed to either side of her head and shivering her skin along her shoulders as the stallion snuffled her hind quarters with obvious pleasure at what he'd managed to do.
"C'mon fella..." She lifted her head as her groom gave the stallion's lead a tug and Obsidian snorted before stepping away, his slimed cock pulling up with a dribble of wetness still oozing from his flared tip as it disappeared.
Astar set her ears back and lifted her head, but the stranger was already going for her lead and unfastened it. Obviously this was what they'd wanted with her when they'd taken her out of her stall this morning and she gave an angry tug against it as he gathered it in his hands. As he tugged her halter she stepped forward awkwardly. She felt sore and she felt the seed oozing from her freshly bred folds. She lifted her tail up high behind her and kept her away from her folds as the stranger led her around the barrier and down towards the row of her stalls one slow step at a time. She almost broke through her training to reach out to bite him, almost.
"I'd set him to her again, let him cover her a few times and when I come back I can do an ultrasound to see if it's taken." The vet spoke to her groom as he came out and reached for the lead. "She's going to throw a fine foal, won't she."
"Yes, sir..." The young man patted her neck gently and stroked towards her cheek and she turned her head to nuzzle against the palm of his hand.
She gave a tug of the lead and turned her sights towards the pasture. She really just wanted to have a good roll and forget all about the events of today, especially since she wasn't terribly sure what it was all about. Her body had known what to do, but her mind still had no idea what it was all about. She was just glad it was over, she still wasn't sure what it was all about, except her body was sore and her neck ached where the stallion had bit her, but it was over now. She knew she should avoid stallions now and she would.