Teddie Safari only wanted help training her rambunctious, two-headed dog. The closest Orthros handler is, unfortunately, a rapist. Teddie wishes she'd known that beforehand... anthro non-con clop, gross as usual, dead dove do not eat
Teddie Safari only wanted help training her loveable but rambunctious (and apartment-ruiningly slobbery) two-headed dog.
The closest Orthros handler is willing to help, but there are some issues. He charges a lot of money, his methods are odd, and his morals are lacking. Also, he's a rapist.
Teddie wishes she'd known that beforehand...
anthro non-con clop, gross as usual, dead dove do not eat
A cream-colored stallion appeared on the screen, looking directly at the viewer. He wore a dark vest and cargo pants, highlighting his athletic build, and there was a patch bandaged to his upper arm where his Cutie Mark would otherwise be visible. A layer of pantyhose was stretched over his head, leaving the form of his face visible, but not the features. In his left hand he held a leash, which led off-screen.
"Welcome to part three of my Orthros obedience training tapes," said the stallion, cheerfully. "Once again, I'm joined by my beautiful assistant, Teddie Safari, who is slowly but surely learning the difficult challenges that face any good Orthros owner. Come on forward, Teddie," he said, tugging hard on the leash.
A pained gurgle came from the side, and then a second figure crawled into the frame. It was a mare, though anyone glancing at her for the first time would need to look twice to tell. Her arms and legs were bent double at the elbows and knees, folded over and wrapped up in a latex sleeve. Her hands were pressed to her shoulders, balled up in fists and covered in tight cloth bags so she could not even wiggle her fingers, and both mittens were connected by a taut strap over her back. Her feet were secured either side of her butt, not bound or covered, but free, with her sensitive, vulnerable soles pointing directly upward and her toes wriggling helplessly. A rigid corset kept her spine straight, locked away her wings, and made it difficult to turn and bend. Her tail was bound up into a thin tube and pointed directly upwards, completely baring her ass and pussy. Her ginger-brown mane was tied back out of her face, her ears twitched frantically, and an orthodontist's spreader bar held her mouth open comically wide. She crawled forwards on her knees and elbows, each of which was cushioned by a thin pad, to avoid being choked by the leash around her neck.
Only a few spots of her pale yellow coat were visible: her bare buttocks between the corset and the leg-sleeves, her face, and her breasts, which dangled out from specially-cut holes in the corset. Her expression was frozen in a mix of pain, shame and fear. The stallion knelt down to stroke her mane. She hung her head and whimpered, but didn't turn away.
"Now, on the last tape," said the stallion, "I walked through the basic steps of building an outfit to help make an Orthros feel more comfortable around a strange mare. As you can see, Teddie here is kitted out nicely."
"Hlah..."
"Orthroses are great dogs, but they're full of energy, and unlike a huskie or a great dane, you can't just walk them ten miles and be done with it. They're social animals, and they communicate through sex. If one of these boys can't get his rocks off with a mare trying to train him, well, he ain't gonna trust that mare enough to settle down and quit chewing up furniture. There's all sorts of pumps and mounting tools that can accomplish this without needing a mare to have sex with an Orthros, but they're expensive, they're artificial, and let's be honest they're just no fun. This series of tapes will show you the natural way of doing it. Let's get started."
The stallion whistled. Paws scrattled on lineoleum, louder and louder until a huge dog bounded into the frame, both their heads panting excitedly. They ran up to the stallion and sat expectantly, wagging their tail across the floor. With both hands, the stallion petted each of their heads.
"Good boys," he said, his voice filled with pride and love. "The spotted head is Barkley, and the brown head is Woofter. Roll over!"
The dog lay flat and rolled over, their tongues lolling out, belly bared, and legs relaxed. Their tail wagged from side to side over the floor. The stallion praised and petted their belly, then took a remote control from his pocket, and pointed it at the camera.
The camera shifted, the tripod beneath controlled by the remote, and the dog became the center of the shot. The stallion's fingers splayed and glowed blue as he channelled his magic, and a similar blue glow appeared between the dog's haunches. One head yipped as the other one yawned, and they relaxed further, almost sinking into the hard floor.
A shock of red appeared among the dog's honey-colored fur. Then, an inch of red. Then two. Then three. Five. Seven...
The Orthros's eight inch, bright-red doggy dick lay flat against their belly.
The stallion grinned at the camera. "It looks like these boys are ready." He yanked the leash in his hand and made Teddie totter over until she was facing the camera, her head above the dog's belly. She was looking down at the dog's cock, her eyes filled with disgust and fear.
"An Orthros won't mount a mare they barely know, they're shy like that. You gotta coax 'em into it. Just let 'em lay back, and get your mare to use her mouth on them, much more comfortable for everyone. Well, except for the mare, maybe, but she'll get used to it. Allow me to demonstrate."
He grabbed Teddie's ponytail and moved her head directly over the dick, and used his magic to point the dick directly upwards. Teddie stared into the camera forlornly for a moment before he pushed her head down, sinking four inches of red cock into her mouth. She whined and spluttered but with the dental spreader in her mouth there was nothing she could do, and her vehement protests only served to lash her tongue along the shaft of the dick.
"Orthros cock is an acquired taste, or so I've heard. These boys get real musky real quick. Still, it'd be plain rude if Teddie got her lips around it only to back off and start spitting and retching, so I'm keeping her head in place while she gets used to it. Shoot, maybe I'm wrong, maybe she likes it. What'd you think, Teddie, you like dog dick in your mouth?"
Teddie couldn't move her head to shake or nod, and her words were incomprehensible as she drooled down the shaft, but her eyes said "no."
"This exercise is all about getting the dog comfortable, so we're going to start slowly." He pushed down an inch, until the cock almost reached the back of Teddie's throat, and then pulled her up until only the tip touched her tongue. "Just up and down, nice and easy, not too fast and not too deep."
He repeated the cycle, pushing her down just shy of gagging her and pulling her up, an inch per second. She scrunched her eyes shut and tried to avoid tasting it, but the cock was too big and there was nowhere she could move her tongue to protect it. The dog continued to pant happily, both heads drooling.
Her mouth pulled free of the dick, and it turned out the dog's third head was also drooling. Beads of clear precum pulsed out of the top and drooled down the side. The stallion made a show of wiping the leaking tip on her tongue, and then continued the forced blowjob.
"These boys make a whole lot of precum. Mares say it tastes bad but it's nothing compared to what's coming next, so I'm doing Teddie here a favor by making sure she tastes as much as possible so she'll be prepared for it."
After a full minute of bobbing, he pushed her down until it almost made her gag, and didn't pull her back up. She opened her eyes and looked up at the camera, pleading. He pushed.
"*glurk*"
Her face was buried in the dog's fur, and the entire eight-inch length of dick was buried in her throat.
"Now, since dog dicks are tapered at the end, they're easier than pony cocks to deep-throat. Push the slut's - I mean, our willing assistant's head down and it'll slip right in." He held her head there and her whole body twitched and shuddered, but he didn't let up. "Lucky for her, these two have a real hair-trigger."
He pulled her head up in one smooth motion, letting her cough and moan for a moment, and forced her back down. He held her for a few seconds, pulled up, and repeated the process. Soon it became a single continuous action, pushing down to the root and pulling up to the tip in a repetitive cycle as she gagged helplessly. All four of the Orthros's legs twitched with pleasure.
The dog came, barking madly. Teddie's eyes flew open as thin white fluid shot out her mouth, flowing far too fast for her to swallow, going up her sinuses and shooting out her nose. The stallion plunged her down one final time as the dog humped upwards, keeping her lips pressed against the dog's now-swollen knot, letting them cum directly down her throat. Only after the dog relaxed, their orgasm spent, did the stallion pull Teddie up.
She faced the camera, sobbing. Her cheeks, mouth and nose were sloppy with saliva, and a thick white river of cum flowed out of her bottom lip and down her chin. She snorted helplessly, more thin dog jizz dribbling out from her nostrils, dripping off her upper lip and into her mouth. A gleam of magic wiped the cum away from her chin, and below her, it wiped the cum clean of the dog's dick. The collected semen formed a plum-sized ball, hovering in the air near the stallion.
"Shoo, boys!"
The Orthros twisted, flipped onto all four paws, and scarpered off. Only the stallion and Teddie remained on screen, now, the former grinning and triumphant, the latter exhausted and humiliated.
"So, there you have it," he said to the camera, "that's how you get your Orthros used to blowing his load in a mare. Start slow, build up, make sure she swallows as much as possible!"
"One last thing, however." The ball of dog cum floated behind Teddie, and the stallion unzipped his pants. "Most mares - this one included - are slightly allergic to Orthroses. Severe reactions are very rare, but she's going to have an achey tummy after drinking all that nasty spunk. Repeated exposure will help, so she'll be giving lots of blowjobs, but we can speed things up by massaging cum into her mucous membranes."
The dog cum zipped down and splatted on Teddie's crack, smearing all over her pussy and asshole. The stallion took out his cock and stroked it. It wasn't big for a stallion, but it was big enough, and thicker than even the Orthros's cock.
"I've got just the thing to massage it in with," he said as he knelt down behind her, slamming deep in her cunt with a single thrust. She screamed as he raped her, thrusting harder and harder until she was forced prone, his hips cracking against her ass, spreading her wide and forcing dog cum deep into her twat. He came after ten minutes of hard thrusting, roaring as he fired off inside her, and lay on top of her panting hard as her cries died down into pathetic sobs. They stayed locked in place for some time.
The tape cut to black shortly after he forced his dick in her asshole.
"Hello again, welcome back to the Orthros Training Tapes," said the cream-colored stallion. "This is a short video, more an extension of the last tape, focusing on the allergy issues and tools for resolving them."
He pulled out the tripod remote and walked to the right, the camera following him as he did. Teddie Safari appeared on the screen below him. Her arms, legs and body were all still bound up in the latex 'bitchsuit' from before, though this time she was mounted on a low block, each limb strapped to a corner, leaving her utterly immobile. Behind her sat a piston machine, silent and still, with a bright blue dildo shaped like an oversized dog-cock on the end, the tip of the dildo just touching Teddie's slit. She no longer had a spreader gag in her mouth, however - it had been replaced by a latex band that covered her mouth and wound round the back of her head, with a rubber tube sticking out of her mouth, a yard long, leading to a strange device that looked like a beefy hollow flashlight.
Her ears laid back flat on her head as the stallion knelt down to pet her mane. "Teddie here really doesn't like Orthros cum," he said, "she was dry-heaving for hours after her 'meal' on the last tape, and in all fairness it just tastes foul. That's fine, the allergic reactions will wear off after enough exposure, and as for the taste, she can suck it up and take it. But maybe your mare is different. Maybe your mare won't be able to eat for two days after slurping down a fresh batch of protein shake from your pet Orthros. If that's the case, you might be better off getting your mare used to regular dog cum first."
He picked up the odd device at the end of Teddie's mouth-hose. "This is a semen-extractor, used for breeding animals. It's not strictly necessary - we could make Teddie just blow all the dogs the old-fashioned way - but it's fast, efficient, and if you're getting a mare over her allergies this way, you'll need a lot of dog cum. Allow me to demonstrate."
The stallion whistled. A Doberman ran over, wagging his tail, then laid on his back as the stallion petted him affectionately. The dog's cock was already poking out of its sheath, and he stayed still as the stallion eased the extractor over his bright-red dick.
"Before I turn this thing on, I want to point out the benefits of multi-tasking for our mare. If she's gonna take it slow getting used to allergies, we can use the extra time to get her used to taking an Orthros cock deep in her cunt."
He flicked a switch on the piston machine behind Teddie. She wailed into the tube as the fake cock pushed forward, slow yet unstoppable, sinking into her cunt inch by inch. When it reached the thick, swollen knot at the bottom of the dildo, the machine didn't stop, it kept going, until Teddie's wails became a muffled shriek and the big blue knot spread her pussy wide open.
Then, the machine began to thrust. It didn't thrust like a pony, pulling out and sliding back in the whole length. Instead, it pulled out until the knot dragged at her labia, almost pulling free, and slammed back in far enough that the soft tip rammed into her cervix. She squeaked at the first thrust, and then the machine sped up, repeating the entire motion twice a second. She broke down into incoherent sobbing at the pain and violation, unable to escape or even move.
"The piston pump isn't set to go as hard as an Orthros will, but it's a start," said the stallion. "But back to the main topic..."
He pressed a button on his remote. The Doberman growled softly, tongue lolling out, legs relaxed and tail wagging, as the extractor on his cock pulsed, vibrated, and sucked. It hummed harder and louder until the dog humped his hips in the air against it. With a bark he came, a healthy dose of semen pouring down the rubber tube towards Teddie's mouth. Teddie looked at the thin white liquid with fear and disgust as it raced forward.
"You can't see it, but inside Teddie's mouth there's a perforated plastic block that spreads anything what comes down that tube every which way in her mouth, so she can get a good taste instead of accidentally gulping it straight down before she gets a chance to appreciate it."
Teddie cringed, shutting her eyes and shuddering as if she'd bitten a lemon. Her mouth was filled with cum, her cheeks already swelling. Her nostrils flared as she inhaled through her nose, clamping her throat shut to avoid swallowing and letting more in. The pressure was intense, but fortunately, the dog finished his orgasm and stopped adding more vile, thin liquid to the tube.
After petting the Doberman, the stallion unhooked the extractor, walked him over to Teddie, cleaned off the dog's cock with her tied-back ponytail, and praised him before shooing him off. He whistled again, and this time a border collie walked into the frame. He knelt down next to Teddie and focused the camera on her face, still cringing from the taste of cum, cheeks swollen, breathing hard through her nose.
"Teddie's being a cheeky lil' assistant and refusing to swallow Rex's gift. This isn't a big problem, since the hose is a one-way system and she can either drink it down or taste it all night, but if you happen to be in a rush, there's an easy solution..." He pinched her nose shut. She looked up at him with fear and hatred. "Your choice, slut. Air or dignity, pick one."
She closed her eyes. A tear ran down her cheek as she gulped down the first mouthful of dog cum, and the second, and third. He didn't let go of her nose until she was sucking on the tube with panic, trying to drink the last drips of slimy, milky dog spunk down to please him.
"A great thing about the tube is that because it's sealed at both ends, it's almost impossible for the mare to suck completely clean. Even after she's swallowed the main payload, there's an aftertaste that just keeps on coming. But back to business, it's been too long since Fido here's been with a mare, and it'd be mean spirited to keep him waiting." He pressed the switch again, the dog yawping and snarching with pleasure as the strange machine massaged his cock.
The collie blew his load, filling the hose to bulging once more. This time, the stallion didn't wait for Teddie to decide whether to swallow or not, he simply detached the extractor, wiped the dog's dick clean in her mane, sent the collie away, and called the next dog in. Teddie began to swallow on her own, realizing that if she didn't, the next wave of cum would be forced down her throat and up her nose. This one, a great dane, nearly forced her to do that anyway, desperately gulping down foul jizz as not to drown in it. Once more, the dog was cleaned off with her mane, led away, and replaced.
The stallion looked at the camera. "To be effective, you want your mare to drink at least four different loads per session, minimum. I'm lucky enough to have a whole kennel at my disposal, so tonight, Teddie here is going to drink fifty. Shouldn't take more than two hours. Now, I could just skip to the end of the tape, but if you're anything like me, seeing Teddie get used like this makes you hard as a rock," he said, grabbing the bulge in his cargo pants, "so I'm leaving the whole session on the tape for your viewing pleasure."
Teddie squealed in horror at the mention of 'fifty,' but was soon silenced as she was forced to guzzle down another fresh batch of canine cum.
The tape rolled on as Teddie drank load after load, big dogs, medium dogs, huge dogs, all eager to donate their jizz to the pool that settled unpleasantly in her stomach. She was lucky that none of these dogs had as much jizz as an Orthros - fifteen of those and she'd have been fit to burst, let alone fifty - but her task was no more easy. The thickest batches of cum seemed to linger the longest, clinging to her teeth and gums where her tongue couldn't reach them, forming a layer of congealed slime in her throat and mouth that made it harder and harder to swallow. She wished she could have a mouthful of water, just one, to wash it away. The only drink she was given as the mechanical dildo pounded her mercilessly was another gulp of jizz.
After an hour, the stallion turned off the dildo to avoid damaging her - though he left it plugged deep in her cunt - and she whimpered with relief. She felt markedly less relief when the stallion greased up his cock and pushed it into her tight asshole. There was no fight left in her. She only cried as she swallowed the thirtieth load of cum. Though her belly wasn't outwardly swollen, she felt a deeply uncomfortable pressure bound as she was with her stomach pressed into the hard bondage block beneath her.
Ten dogs later, the stallion had came twice, the first time pulling out to spray his load over her face, gumming her eyes shut, getting in her nostrils, and making her snort to breathe clearly; the second time deep in her ass. Each swallow was a struggle for Teddie, now, and she already had a thin trail of dog jizz running from her nose where she hadn't been able to gulp the flow down in time.
By the time a Dalmatian was pumping the 50th load down the tube, Teddie hadn't even started to swallow the 49th. The increased pressure sent the half-cup of semen in her mouth rocketing back up her nose, persuading her to swallow, sending her into a small panic when her sinuses were too blocked to inhale afterwards. She was relieved when she felt the jizz drip back down the back of her throat, allowing her to take in much-needed air. The stallion came in her asshole for the last time, sent the last dog away, and wiped his brow.
"Phew! Quite a workout, and I'm sure Teddie is feeling it. There's just two last things we've got to do."
The stallion unhitched Teddie's feeding gag and the back and pulled it off. It came out of her mouth connected by a thick trail of sperm. Her entire mouth was coated in sticky white liquid, her teeth and gums completely indistinct underneath it, pouring down her lips and onto the floor as if she'd held a whole cup of plain soft-serve in her mouth for an hour. She tried to spit out the vile mixture of sperm and saliva, managing a few pathetic splats before the stallion forced the spreader gag from the previous video into her mouth.
"Teddie here might have finished her meal for the day, but she got my dick all dirty and now she has to clean it."
She was too tired to turn away or even whine in protest, and simply let him hold her head and thrust his filthy cock into her mouth until he was happy that all the cum, lube, and ass juices had been cleaned off.
"One last thing," he said, wiping down his cock and tucking it away. He whistled, and the last 'dog' appeared. His Orthros.
Teddie began to cry.
"Don't fret," he whispered, "these boy's ain't here for a blowjob. I promise that you're done being a cum-dump for today. Unless you throw any of it up, in which case, you'll have to drink it back down..."
As the mare sniffled, the stallion petted the big slobbery dog. "An Orthros can get a little insecure if their mare is being shared. Nothin' that'll mess with training, but they might act up around the house. So, you gotta let them mark their territory..."
He gave a signal to the Orthros, who immediately stood up, cocked his rear leg, and aimed his red rocket at Teddie's head. She stayed utterly still, frozen in horror as the dog began to piss, stinking yellow liquid flowing down her forehead, running over her eyebrows, dark rivulets down her cheeks, jaw and neck, traces splashing into her mouth, the foulest thing she'd been forced to consume so far. She gagged and whined as the dog continued, hosing away the dried cum on her face, soaking her mane, truly marking the young mare as his territory.
The stallion looked at the camera. "And, that's it for today. We're gonna leave a bucket under Teddie's mouth in case she wants to throw some jizz up to save for later, then we'll turn the lights out and give her some rest. The piston machine is set to automatic to fuck her ten minutes every hour, in fact, it should be coming on just about-"
The tape cut to black as Teddie screamed, the oversized dildo pounding her once more.
The stallion appeared on screen, standing in front of what looked like the contents of a moving van. A television, jewellery, piles of clothes, kitchen appliances, books, and other assorted bric-a-brac covered the floor of the harshly-lit basement. He had his back to the mess, and was smiling at the camera.
"This tape isn't actually about Orthros training, but it's about the potentially-rewarding financial aspects once you've found a mare who is, ahem, 'willing' to help train one. Once again, I am joined by my lovely assistant, Teddie Safari..."
The camera panned to the side. This time, Teddie wasn't bound up in the bitchsuit, though her conditions didn't look any more comfortable. She was sat on the floor with her legs splayed out, with straps at her knees and ankles keeping each leg pressed into the cold concrete. Her arms were pulled behind her back, elbows taped together, wrists pressed into her spine in a 'reverse prayer' position, and her torso was leant back at a 45-degree angle. Her head had been built into the seat of a wooden chair, with her face perpendicular to the floor, gazing directly up at the ceiling. The spreader gag from before remained in her mouth, stretching it painfully wide.
Between her legs, a puddle of cum had dripped from her sore, swollen pussy. Her tits were also bound harshly, each wrapped in fifty coils of twine at the base, bulging out like balloons, the yellow of her coat tinged a horrible purple.
"This here chair is a little thing I put together for fun," said the stallion. "I'm sweaty after a long day of work moving all of this dumb slut's stuff, and this is the perfect way to relax." He dropped his trousers, pulled down his briefs - which stuck to his coat from sweat - and sat directly on Teddie's face. He wriggled around, moving his swampy ass all over her face until he'd found the most comfortable way to part his butt-cheeks, then settled down with his asshole directly over her mouth.
He kept his knees apart and used the remote to zoom the camera in on his groin. "I don't know if you can see it perfectly from this angle," he said, lifting up his cock and balls with his free hand, and perching his right heel on the edge of the stool, "but Teddie is digging her tongue straight up in my ass."
Sure enough, the camera caught a glimpse of Teddie's pink tongue, sticking straight up and desperately trying to push upward into her rapist.
"It took some training, but she's not dumb enough to try getting away with tonguing the side or licking my taint. She's a bitch, and bitches spend lots of time with their noses and tongues on buttholes. Unfortunately, because of the nasties in dog digestive tracts, I can't get her to practice this on an actual dog unless I'm willing to let her get seriously ill doing so. Blind bitches take a lot of care. Fortunately, this solution works great for everypony involved..." He sighed, a thin line of precum dripping off his half-erect cock and landing on her bound tits. Whenever he stopped talking, the camera picked up the wet, smacking sounds of Teddie desperately eating out his ass.
The stallion settled down, lowering his legs to sit comfortably on Teddie's face again, idly stroking his cock with one hand. It was clear from the movement of Teddie's chin, and the soft *schlep-schlep-slup* sounds picked up by the microphone that she was still licking out her captor's ass with terrified enthusiasm. The stallion sighed with pleasure, relaxing further to allow the poor mare to lick even deeper into his ass. He looked into the camera, still masturbating, and began to speak.
"All this stuff behind me," he said, gesturing expansively to the clutter with his free hand, "is gonna be pawned or auctioned off. It works like this: if everypony's got one, like a blender or a television or a radio, ya pawn it. Get it off your hands as fast as possible, take it somewhere far away from where your 'beautiful assistant' lives, and don't get ripped off too bad. For instance, her television is two years old. New, it'd retail for eight-hundred bits. Second-hand halves that value, pawning it quick halves it again, and take off another fifty bits for wear and tear. If I can get one-fifty for it, I'm doing good. Simple enough.
"Now, other stuff doesn't work the same. Teddie's got this crystal chess-set, some rare books, a lot of jewellery. Pawning all that is a waste, because you might end up selling stuff for ten bits that's worth ten grand. I've got an arrangement with an, ahem, 'antiques specialist' who knows there stuff. She'll tell me what it's worth, put it up for auction, and we'll split the price. I've made some very good money doing that, and given that Teddie is practically a damn hoarder, I expect her collection to pay dividends too. So, that's the earners. There's some stuff that you can't pawn or auction without some prep work. Teddie has a bunch of fancy picture frames, but I can't go selling them with pictures of her family in, so those had to be taken out and burned. She had a burial urn above the fireplace, made of silver, and it would have been very valuable if it didn't have her great aunt's name engraved in it, so unfortunately I had to dump the ashes and have it melted down. Still, eighty bits worth of pure silver ain't bad! Other stuff, like diaries, letters, keepsakes, her old foal's toals - garbage. I just stuck them on a bonfire."
The microphone picked up a sob of humiliation from below, but the wet sound of licking didn't stop.
"The really lucrative side is the paperwork." His cock was dripping precum now, little beads welling up at the tip before running down to be massaged into the skin by his fingers. "I sent out letters to cancel all her direct deposits, cancel all her bill payments, and cancel her rent, to keep her bank account nice and swollen. I've also taken out - ah, one moment..."
He reached down and squeezed one of Teddie's bound, near-purple tits. She screeched into his rump, and redoubled her effort.
"Sorry about that," said the stallion, "her tongue was getting tired, and I had to remind her that there's worse things than a tired tongue. As I was saying, I've also taken out twelve credit cards in her name. She's been a fiscally responsible mare her entire life, and she's got an excellent credit rating. By the time she's truly broken, her cards will have come through, and she's going to max out every single one before giving me the entire contents of her bank account. Sadly, she might end up homeless and bankrupt by the end of it, but that's okay. I'm sure I'll have some work for her, as long as she begs."
He closed his eyes and bit his lip, jerking his cock faster and faster as Teddie continued her rimjob. He stood up, turned, and groaned as he came, aiming his cock straight down at her face. A dozen jets of cum splashed out, half landing in her open mouth, the rest plastering over her cheeks, her nostrils, and her blindfolded eyes. The mare continued to lick at nothing, turning the cum over in her mouth without swallowing it.
After shaking the last drops of jizz off on her face, the stallion stood up, wiped his brow, and put his pants back on.
"Well," he said, "I'm going to make a few more arrangements, but first, I'll get some company for Teddie. Here boys!"
He whistled, and something massive came running. The Orthros bounded onto the frame, jumping up at the stallion and slobbering happily.
"Orthoses love playing with balloons. They like licking them, batting them around with their paws, slobbering all over them, nipping them not-quite-hard-enough to pop them -- usually. These boys are gonna love Teddie's balloons..." He directed the two-headed dog to Teddie's titties, wrapped up and swollen, each the size of a honeydew melon. Each head went for a tit with gusto, lapping and slobbering, softly raking their teeth over the bulging flesh as they licked away. Under the mouthful of cum, Teddie whimpered in fear and humiliation.
"Remember, Teddie, don't struggle too much -- they'll think you want to wrestle," he said. "I'll see you in two hours, and if my cum is still in your mouth, I might even let you eat pony food tonight..."
He walked away and the film continued for fifteen minutes. By the time it cut to black she still hadn't swallowed, even as they'd scratched her breasts hard enough to draw blood.
Tracking lines flickered across the screen as the unicorn host for a long-forgotten game show mugged at the screen, the sounds garbled and scratchy. The tape flickered black for a split second and returned to a familiar dungeon, the tracking lines now barely visible and the game show disappeared entirely.
The cream-coated stallion stepped back into frame, and adjusted the camera until it pointed down at his captive. Teddie Safari was bound in her bitchsuit, all four limbs folded over on each other, spine and neck restrained, hands flexing fruitlessly under latex mittens. She tottered about on padded knees and elbows, but had no aim or escape in mind. This time, a pair of leather patches had been strapped over her eyes, thoroughly blindfolding her. A band of latex covered everything below her nose, and from the bulge between her lips it looked as if she'd been fitted with a ball gag of some sort. A blunt plastic hook pulled her nostrils upwards, attached to a cord that ran over her forehead and tied into her ponytail. Whether this was intended to help her breathe easier or simply to degrade her was unclear. The only sense that hadn't been seemingly restricted was her hearing, and her ears swivelled anxiously when they weren't pinned back in fear.
The stallion clapped his hands together, almost causing Teddie to fall over in shock. "Welcome to Tape Seven in my Orthros Training Series," he said. "Teddie's mouth has been getting a pretty good workout lately. I still wouldn't trust those teeth, but with a spreader gag in her throat makes an excellent doggie cum-dump, and well, she eats asshole like she was born for it. Ain't that right?"
A forceful gurgle was his only reply.
"Anyway, she's making good progress with her allergies and she's getting close to slurping down half her body-weight in cum, so it's time to move to the next stage of training. She's not set to take a full-bore Orthros knot yet--heck, I don't think the Orthros would want her yet--but we can set her up with the next best thing."
He knelt down next to her and yanked the latex band down her face, revealing her gagged mouth. "Speaking of setting her up, she's still getting her daily dose of Vitamin S." He reached into a pouch on his belt and pulled out a small rubber toy. It looked like the red ball of a ball gag, but had a two-inch penis protruding from one of the sides. "This lil' baby is a soft plastic reservoir filled with Orthros semen."
He carefully applied pressure to the tip with his thumb, and a thick bead of jizz welled up at the end of the penis. "Nothing fancy, no valves or semi-permeable membranes, it just squirts cum when you touch it. When the boys blow their load it's enough to fill about eight of these babies up. This one is gonna be number three."
The stallion reached forward, grabbed a notch on the gag protruding from Teddie's mouth, and twisted it counter-clockwise. It pulled away revealing an identical penis gag slotted inside a specially-designed ring-gag, a thick string of sperm and spit trailing from the penis to her lips. He placed the end on the tip of her tongue and squeezed the reservoir, pushing out the remaining tablespoon of sperm into her mouth and eliciting a moan of humiliation, before jamming the new gag in and twisting it locked. A smear of cum escaped her lips, only to be hidden as he pulled the latex mask back up her face.
He laughed to himself as Teddie struggled with her new meal. "I may have my faults, but my charges never go hungry," he said. Standing up, he grabbed her by the tail and roughly reoriented her so that her rump faced the camera. Her pussy glistened with liquids, and her ass was filled with a plug.
"Now, about one third of those juices is from me using a vibrator on our bitch, and the other two-thirds are a generous helping of vetinarian's lube. She's getting fucked today--by dogs, natch--so she needs all the help she can get. I've plugged up her ass because my dogs don't have great aim, and if they get the wrong hole they might get their dicks all dirty, and I don't want them getting sick if and when they try lick themselves clean, y'know."
He sat on her back and plunged two fingers into her pussy, her only visible reaction under the bondage being a twitch in her tail. "I'm not letting the whole kennel have a go. This isn't getting her over allergies, this is training, and anything under sixty pounds is a waste of time. Only the heavy hitters are getting a crack at her tonight."
Teddie made no sound, her throat working as she tried not to choke on the constant flow of foul-tasting jizz, but her ears were pinned to the back of her skull with fear.
"Well, time to get this show on the road." The stallion whistled, and a Doberman came bounding into frame. The stallion petted and praised him before leading the dog to Teddie's backside. The Doberman sniffed and licked at her pussy for a few moments, eliciting shivers from the bound mare, before jumping up and mounting her. His bright-red dick jabbed forward, poking her groin a few times before finding its mark and sinking six inches deep in an instant.
Teddie went deathly still as the dog began to fuck her, the softest of whimpers audible under the panting of the dog and the slapping of its hips. The stallion stood up and walked to the camera, making sure to catch the best images of the dog dick slipping in and out of the poor mare's cunt.
"Ain't that a beauty..." he murmured, as the dog yipped with pleasure.
When the knot finally sank inside her, she screamed loud enough to be heard through the gag and then gurgled as she nearly inhaled a mouthful of jizz. The stallion kept a hand next to her face to monitor her breathing, and walked offscreen when he was satisfied that she wasn't suffocating.
The dog barked as he came, only the thinnest trails of jizz escaping her pussy around the dog's massive knot. The stallion was content to leave them locked together for a few minutes, before praising the dog once more, placing a doggy bowl under Teddie's crotch, and carefully pulling the knot free. Semen flowed into the bowl, and he shooed the dog away. Teddie shook all over, and the noises she made through the gag sounded like sobs.
She was given no respite, as he called in a golden retriever who probably had twenty pounds on her. The well-trained dog knew the drill and quickly mounted her, almost pushing her prone from his weight, before filling her stretched-out pussy. He nipped at her ears as he knotted in, ramming her with considerable force.
Once the golden retriever finished, the stallion returned but did not separate them. Instead, he adjusted the camera to get Teddie's side in shot, and pulled out a set of syringes.
"These are some special endocrine potions," he muttered, as he filled one of the syringes from a bottle of clear liquid. "You won't see the effects on this tape, but they'll help with obedience in the long run, along with some other perks."
He grabbed Teddie's nipple, dangling below her body, and injected the serum into several spots on her breasts. It was hard to tell if she had even noticed, with the huge dog still knotted inside her. He repeated the process with her other breast before pulling the golden retriever's knot free, sending him away, and calling in a great dane.
As the great dane started to fuck her, he swapped out her gag. She briefly wailed but was soon silenced by another batch of Orthros cum. She appeared to go limp in her bonds, held upright only by the leather straps that held it together, ears pinned back in pure misery, suckling at the fake dick in her mouth as she was railed.
The tape rolled on with four more dogs and two more cum-gags. By the time that the last dog, a rotweiller, had finished, her pussy was swollen and as red as the dog dicks, and her hindquarters covered in bruises from the rough treatment. Thin sperm continued to flow out of her pussy and into the bowl below.
"I can't stand waste, so that bowl is gonna be Teddie's breakfast tomorrow," said the stallion. "That's the end of this tape--nothing too fancy, just the basics on getting your bitch used to taking dog dick. Now, by my watch it's been about ten hours since I've had my ass eaten out. C'mon Teddie, it's time for your favorite chair..."
There was a gurgling whimper, and the tape cut to black.
The sound of scrambled scratching played from the tape for several seconds before the camera came into focus. Teddie appeared on screen, still bound in her bitchsuit but ungagged for the first time. She was on a leash, held taut by the stallion towering over her, and her folded-over limbs were desperately scraping the ground as if to drag her master forward, making a racket as he held her in place.
"Heel, bitch!"
She complied almost immediately but let out a whine, her face scrunched up in pain as she bit her lip and fidgeted in place, her eyes focused on something in front of her, just out of frame.
"Welcome back to our series of Orthros Training Tapes. As I'm sure you can see, my lovely assistant is raring to go. Isn't that right, Teddie?"
"Bark!" she said miserably.
"We're nearing the stage where Teddie can give her Orthros the attention he deserves, and this is the last tape before she has her unforgettable first time getting rutted by the big boys. Today she's getting her final coaching on two things: mindset and enthusiasm. Are you feeling enthused, Teddie?"
"B-bark!"
"For mindset, she needs to think like an Orthros bitch. She's only using doggy talk, which took a few hours and a cane, her hormone shots have her mind all over the place and her tits real milky, and just for the bonus of feeling what a pregnant bitch feels I've given her a half-gallon enema of fresh piss. Don't worry Teddie, as long as you behave I won't make you drink it. Now, as for enthusiasm..."
The camera panned down and focused on Teddie's breasts, hanging down from the cut outs in her bitchsuit. They seemed fuller than normal, but more noticeable was the cruel bondage applied to her nipples: each nipple was pinched between a pair of chopsticks squeezed tight at both ends with rubber bands. The tips of her nipples were a dark, unhealthy purple, and on the left a thick droplet of mare milk had welled up. The red criss-crosses around the rest of her breasts showed exactly where the stallion and his cane had taught her to speak doggy.
The bead of milk dripped on the floor, and she sobbed out, "Bark!"
"Wanna get milked, Teddie?" whispered the stallion, stroking her mane.
"Bark!" she cried, maddened with pain and want, "Bark bark b-uh-uh-huh-aarhk..."
"If you want milking, go milk your Orthros," he whispered, unclasping her leash from her collar. She stayed frozen in place for a moment until he jingled the end of the leash expectantly, and she shot forward, the pads on her limbs skittering over the concrete floor.
The camera tracked her as she reached her target, leashed to a post a few yards away. Her Orthros panted and wagged his tail as she approached, and let out a nervous gruffle as she ducked her head under his body. His thick, red cock was already drooling precum into the floor, and this time nobody had to push Teddie's head down. She wrapped her lips around it and shuddered.
"Bwahk..."
Whatever she had thought of the forced blowjobs at the time, she did her very best to apply the lessons she'd learned as she gobbled his cock. Her head bobbed back and forth, lips loose over the bright red shaft, tongue lapping up his musk and precum. As she sucked, her whole body quivered with pain and desperation, shifting her weight from one leg to another as if she desperately needed to piss.
"I plugged up our boy to the extractor this morning to get him to blow a few loads for the cum gags, so he might not have his usual hair trigger right now."
If Teddie heard him she made no sign of it, though it was hard for her to even moan with the constant drip of doggy precum she had to swallow, so much that it spilled out from the corners of her mouth with every bob. Her nostrils flared as she took a deep breath, and then she pushed forward to try take the thick cock for into her throat. The Orthros twitched his hips forward at exactly the wrong time and she gagged, the cock slipping from her mouth entirely alongside a quarter-cup of cloudy precum. It barely fazed her; she ducked her head down to take a quick lick of the cooling, congealing spit and slop on the floor before engulfing the cock once more with a grateful moan.
It was obvious that she found being forced to swallow dick much easier than trying to make herself do it. She gagged, choked and spluttered as she pushed forward over and over, grimacing each time the pointed tip battered her tonsils, all but screaming with frustration as she tried to force it down. A spurt of fluids - from her mouth or the doggy dick she couldn't tell - went up into her nose and she gagged worse than usual, but she had gone down far enough that as the retch subsided, the cock slipped into her throat. She seemed determined to keep it there, twitching from lack of air but keeping her nose pressed up against the Orthros's furry belly. When she finally withdrew and gasped for air like a drowning mare, the dog pushed forward and clumsily slapped his meat against her face.
"It looks like Teddie has his interest, let's hope she can keep it up."
She tried to return to deepthroating him but found it no less difficult than before, so while she caught her breath she gave the sloppiest, most luxurious blowjob she could manage. Her delirious moans were woven among noisy schluck-schlurp-schlorps, giving herself over to cock entirely. Her mane was stuck to her forehead with sweat and the pain in her eyes had fallen into something indescribably deeper, the agony in her tits and the cramps in her piss-filled belly driving all higher thought from her mind. Her glazed expression did not change until she tried to swallow the cock again, wincing for a split second as she succeeded. This time she didn't stop pushing forward until her lips touched the knot, and then she stuck her tongue out of the bottom of her mouth to lick weakly at it.
The stallion laughed, impressed. "Teddie is doing a good job. Not good enough to get milked, not yet, but I think she deserves some petting." He squatted down next to her and placed his hand between her haunches. Her mouth and throat were far too full for her to voice her approval or disapproval, but she gave an odd splutter as the stallion's thick thumb slipped into her cunt and three of his fingers rubbed careful circles around her clit. She came up for air, whining and gurgling, air all but whistling through her nose as she steeled herself with deep breaths to go back down again. Tears ran down her clouded-over eyes as she pushed herself down, no less driven to please the Orthros even with the distraction in her hindquarters.
She did wag her tail when the thumb pressed in deep, however.
Teddie had sucked so much dog cock during her captivity that she could tell even in her delirium that the Orthros was about to cum. She pulled back with just the tip in her mouth, spreading her plush lips wide around the shaft, preparing for the deluge. It made no difference. If anything it lulled her into a false sense of security as she easily gulped down the first spurt of salty, musky slime. The second shot came thicker and faster, enough to make her cheeks and eyes bulge, and the third made her throat crink as she struggled to guzzle it faster. A sadistic pinch on her clit tripped her up mid-swallow and as her cheeks were stretched painfully wide she felt dog cum simultaneously shoot up her nose, out between her lips, down her gullet and into her lungs. She thrashed in pain but didn't dare move off the cock until the fierce spurts had turned to a steady dribble. She coughed and retched, yelping in pain and crying, and the moment she had collected herself enough to lift her head, she lowered it fearfully and started slurping up the puddle of doggy jizz.
Teddie looked back at the stallion, whining pitifully. She was a mess. Her eyes were bloodshot and puffy with tears, and everything below her nose was dripping with cum and drool, a claggy off-white mess as if she'd put on a spa masque and stopped halfway up her face. The stallion grinned but kept gently fingering her, so she let out a forlorn bark and returned to suckling the Orthros, drinking down the thin trickle of jizz as his orgasm subsided.
With a squelch the stallion removed his fingers from her. He petted her mane briefly, then unlatched the Orthros from his post. He panted and wagged his tail before wandering off. The stallion looked down at Teddie, who had returned to lapping at the cum-puddle.
"I think she's ready for milking. Isn't that right, Teddie?'
Her eyes lit up in hope and fear, and cum spilled from her lips as she opened her mouth to speak. "Bark!" she cried, dancing jerkily from limb to limb like a worn-out wind-up toy.
"Come back here with me then, Teddie."
"Bark, bark!"
The camera followed them over to what looked like the base of a treadmill covered in junk. Teddie seemed familiar with the device, familiar enough at least to clamber up on top of it and rest her midsection on a raised, padded block in the middle of it. The cramps that ran through her piss-filled belly as she clambered She did not resist or even seem to notice the stallion locking her limb pads in place, she only seemed concerned with the pain in her still-bound breasts. It wasn't as if being tied in place on all fours was new to her by now. The stallion also set up a device by her crotch, and took out the system of tubes, pumps and cups to milk her.
He brought his fingers up to the cruel chopsticks on her nipples, but did not touch them. "You know they hurt more when I take them off?"
Teddie gazed up at him, thoroughly miserable. "Bark..."
He took his pocket knife and cut the rubber bands around each pair of chopsticks. They fell to the ground. Blood flow returned to Teddie's tender, unmilked nipples for the first time in more than an hour, lighting up each and every nerve within them.
She tried to bark but it became an inhuman, ear-splitting screech the moment she opened her mouth, her limbs thrashing helplessly against their ties, and she screamed until she'd screamed out every puff of air in her lungs. Her second scream was quieter, only because she bit down hard enough on her bottom lip to send a trickle of dark red blood running down over the thick white cum on her chin. She opened her mouth, gasping and sucking in air with desperate whoops.
"Bark!" cried Teddie helplessly, almost to herself as the stallion massaged moisturising cream into her breasts. "Bark! Bark!" she screamed, her soul alight with dismay as the pain grew and the possibility of release seemed farther off than ever.
He took each of her nipples between thumb and forefinger and gave them both the lightest squeeze. Two thick droplets of milk pattered to the floor. Teddie made a little trill, shuddering and rolling her neck from side-to-side as if trapped in the depths of a fever.
"Bark," she said weakly before lifting her head to look up at the stallion. "Bark, bark. Bark!" she continued, her face a mask of desperation, drenched in sweat, eyes sunken and teeth chattering. "Bark, bark, bark! Bark! Bark! Bark!" she cried, her want and hope and need spilling from her in ways so deep and primal that she could not express them with words even if she'd been allowed to do so.
He attached the milking cups to her breasts, the lotion creating a tight seal, and turned them on to their lowest setting. A rhythmic squenk-squonk, squenk-squonk came from the milking machine as it began to pump, and a few seconds after the tubes were filled with a slow but steady flow of mare's milk.
The stallion turned back to look at the camera as Teddie whimpered with relief. "In Moridynkhazar, mares ferment their own milk and turn it into a strong drink. Personally, I'm just going to sell Teddie's milk to perverts."
With a cloth, some water, and some other supplies he knelt down in front of Teddie and started to clean her up. She was shuddering and crying, no longer tears of pain but now tears of joy, occasionally barking out of sheer habit. It wasn't orgasmic rapture or even sexual pleasure she was experiencing now, it was as if she'd been plucked from a freezing ocean and was warming herself by a roaring fire. She lapped at his hand mindlessly as he took the cloth and wiped the sweat, cum, blood and spit away from her face.
"Not as bad a bite as it looks, I thought you might need stitches but I think we'll get away with just a dressing."
"Bark..." she murmured, barely noticing as he cleaned out the puncture in her lip with antiseptic and carefully dressed it.
"Do you like being milked, Teddie?"
"Bark bark!"
"Hehe, that's what I thought," said the stallion, petting her mane. "Last time I left you being milked hard for half an hour. You hadn't learned to speak dog yet, and you said it hurt too much and didn't last long enough. Where's the sense in that, huh?"
"Bark..." said Teddie, ashamed.
"How does a whole hour, on medium setting sound?"
"Bark!" said Teddie, her eyes lighting up.
"I could do that. I think I'll do one better. I'm gonna let you get milked on low for the rest of the day until it's your bedtime, on a nice low setting, and when you go to bed I'll leave it running so if you want to get your tits suckled in the night, you can just climb on in and let it work."
Teddie wagged her tail but said nothing, a wary look on her face.
"That's exactly what I'm going to do, I think. You did a good job sucking off that Orthros, and good trainers reinforce good behaviour. This is your reward. Even if you started talking pony right now for some dumb reason - and I really advise that you don't, little doggy - I wouldn't take this reward away."
"Bark?"
"No tricks, no catches. You did good," he said, petting her mane.
"Bark! Bark bark bark bark!" She licked his hand and sobbed, delirious with joy, nuzzling and barking in a desperate attempt to convey her loyalty and satisfaction. "Bark!"
The stallion walked off camera and returned with a box of tools, devices and miscellanea. He crouched down in front of Teddie, unzipped his pants, and let her convey her gratitude to him. She slobbered on his cock gladly as he rifled through his things, pulling out what he needed and tossing aside what he didn't. He leaned over Teddie's back to set something up between her hind legs, and as he did she swallowed his entire length with ease, nuzzling her nose against his sweaty groin as he slotted attachments onto the platform. Once he was done he pulled out of her throat, content with a simple - if enthusiastic - blowjob. He stroked the bottom half of his shaft as she slurped and sucked the top half, closing his eyes as he rubbed himself faster and faster, grunting as he filled her mouth with spunk. Her cheeks bulged out but she had no problem swallowing this load.
He returned to setting things up while Teddie kept the tip of his softening cock in her mouth. She knew what was coming next. The stallion made no sign of it, and the camera only picked up Teddie's cheeks swelling once more and her throat working desperately to swallow something. Only a few drops spilled down her chin as she drank down a bladder full of brackish yellow piss directly from the dick. He petted her as she sucked the last spurts out of him before he tucked his cock away.
When he was done, the camera panned around to show the changes he'd made. Directly in front of her face was a dish of water that would replenish itself from a jug as the level inside it dropped. Next to it was a red pull-cord with a small chew-toy on the end, within biting distance. Between her legs was a powerful bulb vibrator, just barely grazing her clit. She made a little noise of surprise as he turned it on, moaned from pleasure - and then grunted with frustration as she couldn't get it to press onto her enough to do anything but tease. She wiggled her hips and tried to grind down onto it, but it seemed to move as she did, always just out of reach.
"So, the water bowl is self-explanatory, I don't want my assistant getting dehydrated," said the stallion. "The vibrator is something I came up with. See, it's mounted to the milking platform, not to the floor, and there's a few cams and rails connected to the straps on Teddie's bitchsuit that means she can move all she wants but it won't give her what she needs. However, if you add some weight to the platform..."
He put a foot on the platform and pressed down with half his weight. The vibrator shot up immediately, pressing hard into Teddie's sensitive clit.
She squealed. "Bark, bark bark!"
"...and that happens. How much weight do you need? Teddie alone won't do it, but Teddie plus let's say for example, a Doberman, or a Rottweiler, or a Dalmatian, or a Great Dane, and well, that ties in to the last thing."
He took his weight off the platform, eliciting a whine from Teddie as the pleasure stopped, then held her jaw in his hand and turned her head to look at the chew-toy dangling on the cord. "See this cord, Teddie? Yank it and the kennel door behind you will open, and you'll get a friend to help you out. I think you know what I mean, don't you?"
The stallion hadn't even stood back up before she bit the toy and yanked it. A metal door clanged open, and four paws scrattered over the concrete floor.
"Bark! Bark!" Teddie shook her hips enticingly as she heard the beast approaching. The Golden Retriever all but leapt on top of her, his considerable weight pushing the platform down and pulling the vibrator directly onto Teddie's clit. Her mind felt stripped of conscious thought and was only emotion and sensation: the deep relief in her breasts, the cramps and nausea of her piss enema, the burning want between her legs, the musky aftertaste of fresh piss on her tongue and the stink of dog breath as her new lover licked her face. The dog jabbed forward until he found his mark, slipping the whole length of his cock inside her until the knot bumped against her lips. Her barks dissolved into moans and gurgles as the dog fucked her hard.
"It seems like Teddie's having a fun time, and I think--"
"Hhhnn bark bark BARK!"
"She just took the knot, quicker than usual, anyway, I think she's almost ready for the big one. Teddie is going to fuck her Orthros. See you on the next tape!"
