Chapter 6
Stanley went over to the table where he took up a large bowl filled with a white liquide. He held it out to the donkey who drank from it avidly. When the animal picked his head up his eyes were shining. His head weaved from side to side and gave the appearance of being gay. I saw his cock between his rear legs swelling, stiffning, huge, big hunk of tender and red flesh, emerging from a black leather and furry sheaf.
The man had stopped going around the table. He was watching all this with wide eyed amaze merit. No one payed any attention to him.
"What <k>es my honored guest desire?" asked Stanley of his English friend who had spent the afternoon with us and who was sitting naked and silent.
"I would like to see the donkey fuck the young one."
"The desires of my guests are my commands." answered Stanley without a smile, and ignoring the cries of horror coming from the others.
The negro came toward him respectfully. Stanley indicated the redhead with his chin, "Make her fast. That pretty redhead and be quick about it."
The feet were made fast to the broguens, the hands to the floor with handcuffs, she looked like an animal. Her thighs spread apart proffered her pretty round ass cheeks. I tickled them a little with my soft dildo. The foam of her cunt trickled down her ass.
"I could whip her in order to put her into the spirit of things?"
"But of course."
I went up to her. First I strocked her cunt lips. It was impossible to move her in the sligh test. She just sobbed. To be able to dispose of a human body coldly in this way, excited me terribly. Not in the sense that excitement refers to the desire to make love, oh no. I had no desire to be taken, to be penetrated. It was more subtle and more violent all at the same time. It was a desire which was latent in me, sheltered, like a delicious burning sensation, an evil joy which I snuggled against me in the way one does sleep after half waking in the morning and one doesn't want to get up. She was not lubricating. Fear was keeping her dry. I lashed out I criss-crossed her back and shoulders, her ass, her thighs with countless lashes. I cursed her while beating her.
Stanley stopped my arm. The donkey came forward. They bent his head down do her ass. He started lapping at it. This time the pin-up couldn't contain a long shudder and then a bellow.
I put my hand on her pussy. The juices were running now. The large tongue of the donkey worked over her ass, her cunt, ran up her back, slopping all over and spreading around over the whole area that which she had not been able to contain a little while ago. The animal was having himself a feast.
On an order from Stanley the negro had the donkey move forward, placing his two forelegs about the girl's waist, squeezing it tight. He had understood what was expected of him. He let out with a heehaw and folded his hooves underneath the girl's flat stomach, and leant on her back. The negro had slipped under the girl in order to support her ith his two hands on her stomach.
Stanley bent down. He takes the animal's cock who is now standing on his rear legs. He puts its tip into the cunt. I was getting down on my knees in order to see better.
The huge dong pressuring forward, all red and stiff. The donkey was giving it little strokes and so that he should not go too far and burst open the guest, Stanley was holding back his cock.
Never have I seen a girl come like that. She was in a trance, groaning, swearing, supplicating. When the donkey's come juice squirted over her stomach, her ass, her crevass, she just collapsed as if paralysed.
Stanley took the animal by its halter and dragged it over to the man still chained and on all fours.
"You're going to make the donkey have a hard-on. Suck him off." " No."
My whip falls on him twice, right on his kidneys.
He resigned himself, for h seemed he dreaded pain above all things. It was I who directed him.
"Run your tongue on his big red tip, there... a little more... move your lips up... now suck on it..."
The donkey's cock stiffned in no time. The man had to back his lips off. The other woman was made to get on all fours and we began again with her. I took longer this time. The animal, once again held back by Stanley, fucked with passion making little hoarse sounds.
Then, heehaw, and he came. A torrent, a splash. The woman, with the rounded shape, rolled wildly in the chains, gathered herself up and jerked spasmodically, dying of pleasure. Hoarse rattles ripped from her throat.
The stout baldy had gotten a hard-on. I whispered to Stanley and he laughed.
"Of course. He has a right to it too."
An order. The negro comes back with a low table with four very solid legs.
"You're going to bugger the donkey." I inform our good man.
He starts sniveling.
"I'd rather have a woman, I don't mind fucking in front of you, but not a donkey."
Three blows of the whip changed his mind very quickly. The animal was made to back up. The table was put into position.
I exchanged the whip for a Tiding crop. The negro took the man's cock and introduced it into the donkey's ass. If it hadn't been for the fact that our guest had been stuffed with aphrodisiacs he certainly would have lorst his hard-on. I began to strike him with the crops across the small of the back. He howled, but with every blow he shoved it deeper into the donkey's as hole, and the latter made no complaint. Every time the man gave a jerk he was answered by t swish of tail across his face. He came pretty quickly. We pushed him, back onto the ground crushed, humiliated and bleeding. I told the negro to release the younger girl and to replace her by the man and that he should be put in doggy position.
I put on my rubber instrument that the halfbreed, who had been watching us without so much as blinking an eye, had gone and refilled.
I felt like having me a man.
That one, despite his protestations was quickly moored down. I came up to him. I spread his buttocks. I had to push pretty hard but I pushed it in sufficiently anyway. Little by little I get in deeper. I twisted it inside him, I shoved with short strokes. He started to groan. Feeling him come, I came as well.
"You, pin-up, come and suck him off."
She obeyed Now the man was wriggling his ass against my dildo. I plunged it in all the way. He was making little funny gurggling noises. At the same instant that he discharged into the girls mouth that been doing a good job of slurpping him up, I let loose the artificial come in my dildo. He cried out. Oh, it was good.
The two women rejoined each other and became intertwined We left them there. I decid ed to go and sleep. Stanley and I emptied a half a bottle of champagne together. I broke the silence, "You're not afraid that he might make trouble after all that?"
"Complain of what? They had their fun. Anyway they'll be converted. And then they're very important people... the man is very rich and has too an important position to risk the effects of a scandal."
I was unable to fall asleep in my bed with the red sheets. I called the half-breed. She sucked me off but that didn't satisfy me. We went back down to the room that the others had already left
I got down on all fours. I felt >like having a piece of that ass. The half-breed rendered me the service of holding back his tool.
It was an extraordinary sensation. I felt the | hard hooves on my belly, the hot leather on my I back, the why hair of his coat that evoked saty-1 res romping through the wood after a virgin maid I
I took all of the tidal wave of come that shot I into me with a passion. It was running all over I me. I Would have liked to have some more. I Even though I had come three times. I felt like I I was broken. I remained stetched out under-1 neath the animal, feeling dead, contemplating the dripping prick which had reamed me out so marvelously.
I turned my head and saw Stanley. He was watching me and quietly masturbating. I crawled to where he was standing. I arrived just in time to swallow his burning sperm.
When it was over he kicked me away from him and I fell asleep right there on the floor.