Merry X-Mas
GAY, TESTICLES, Furry  Antrhomorphic
A big Bull decides to life out a fantasy... but a predator comes along and takes advantage...
The Zebracorn smiled wickedly down at the big dirty brown bovine kneeling
before him. As he swiftly run the bone saw back and forth, cutting through
that long dangerous horn. "Your not going to be needing these anymore..." The
smirking Zebracorn snickered lewdly, as the humiliated Bull snorted and
trembled in anger and shame. Wondering how he'd let himself get into this
position... miles and miles from nowhere in a cold dirty barn. As his long
deadly horn was cut off to an in offensive little nub, that horn tip joining
the other on the filthy barn floor.

It had all started as a naughty sexual adventure on the Internet, he'd been
hanging out in a Bondage and Domination site. When he'd met this big Haflinger
in the chat room... at least he'd claimed to be a Haflinger. He'd had some
great pictures of his huge powerful equine body... claimed to be a top... Who
would use and abuse the Bull in extreme ways even he'd not thought of... Well
that much at least had been true... they had played on line for a few months.
And then the big Haflinger had offered up an exceedingly exciting and
dangerous fantasy...

He would abduct the big Bull... take him to his barn of punishment and do all
the things they both liked to him... The big Bull would have to drive himself
out to a seclude spot, and blindfold and handcuff himself to a post. The big
Horse would then drive up sometime later with the key to the cuff's, and
abduct him... He'd resisted at first... it was just to dangerous. But as they
role played it over and over again the big Bull started to want it more and
more. Until one night after a long RP session... he'd agreed to do it X-mas
eve night.

The big Horse had given him instructions on where to go, and how to get there.
So that Saturday night he'd done it, and so was standing blindfolded and
handcuffed to and old lamp post. When the old van had came rattling up the
door opened and hoof beats approached. A deep voice had chuckled lewdly as
those hoof beats circled around him looking him over. “Well... well what have
we got here?” That deep scary voice had wondered amused as warm hands
unbuckled his belt. Stripping his pants off so those hands could fondle him
very intimately. The situation had him aroused already, and his molesters warm
fingers only made it worse.

“Wha...What are you doing?” Teddy had protested scared that someone would come
along and see... But that amused voice remain soft, lazy and uncaring. As his
unseen molester chuckled in amusement at the Bull's arousal, even as he jacked
him off playfully. Then something musky smelling/tasting was jammed into his
muzzle and taped in place. Clearly his abductor don't want to hear his
concerns, it took the Bull a few minute to realize it was his own underwear in
his muzzle.

“Aint this a nice surprise... it's not every day I find sweet meat like this
just hangin' around helpless.” His molester had laughed as he moved away, back
over to the van taking out something. Metal had rattled and hinges had
squeaked, and then he felt a tug on the handcuffs. There was a loud snap as
the chain was cut, his hands pulled back from around that post. But were
quickly bond once again, this time by duct tape... He was frog marched over
and shoved into the back of the van, then his ankles were taped together as
well... The old doors squeaked and then slammed closed, and then they were on
the road...


It was endless hours later when the old van rumbled into a big cavernous
structure, the door squeaked open and he was drag out. Falling onto the cold
damp dirt floor, while his abductor knelt over him. And began cutting his
jacket and shirt off, the big Bull struggling against his bonds then.
Destroying his clothes was not play of the game... but his abductor just
snickered and kicked him. Warning him to lay still or he'd get hurt a lot
worse that a few bruised ribs. Once his shirt and jacket were cut off... he
was dragged with much huffing and puffing across the filthy barn floor.

It struck him as strange that a huge Haflinger would have that much trouble.
And as he was lifted up and tied to a thick wooden post his blindfold slipped
off. Revealing that his abductor was a short round bellied Zebracorn...
“MMMWWTTFF?” He'd exclaimed into his gag, as the Zebracorn replaced the duct
tape with black ropes. Then buckled a wide leather collar around his thick
neck. “I like the nipple rings...” His abductor snickered, as he cut the duct
tape off the Bull's muzzle. And pulled those now soaking wet jocky shorts from
the big Bovines mouth.

“Dude... seriously what the FU....UMMMM.” He'd tried to protest but a big
orange ball gag was quickly shoved between his jaws and buckled in place. At
least he was able to breath better now, as the ball had a hole through its
center. He listened to his breath whistle through that hole, as his abductor
stood up and began stripping off his own clothing. The Zebracorn was sporting
an amazingly long black erection, which he fondled gloatingly. As he lay out a
number of wicked looking tools, as well as some standard bondage toys.

“Now yer all mine!” He chortled moving up to look the big Bull over again,
noting the dirt and mud smeared fur. “Where to begin?” The Zebracorn wondered,
but then his black lip's twisted up into a wicked smirk. “It was a long
ride... I think I need to relieve myself...” He laughed standing up to the
Bull's head he grabbed those long horns. And then pressed his cock tip to the
hole in the ball gag... “Get ready to swallow...” He laughed when the Bull
tried to shake his head no... “Swallow or drown makes No difference to me!”


Teddy snapped out of his reminiscence as the Zebracorn setting the saw aside,
and then picked up a strange looking tool. Fitting to tiny green bands on the
prongs, he compressed the handles stretching those bands out wide. Then
slipped them over the big Bull's huge testicles one at a time, sliding them up
the sack neck. Until they almost touched the Bull's huge rock hard cock, then
he released those handles and the jaws snapped closed. The green bands
slipping off the prong, shrinking back down to their tiny size. Pinching deep
into that delicate flesh... squeezing off the veins and arteries. Strangling
those fat nut, and causing a painful ache in the pit of the big Bull's
stomach. Teddy moaned through the hole in his ball gag, as the Zebracorn
tossed the bander aside. And picked up a big pair of shears... holding them up
in front of the Bull's eye's, he opened and closed them with a loud. 'SNICK!'

“Yeah... ya won't be needin' these either my little Steer.” The wicked
Zebracorn snickered, as he sliding those big shear between the bands.
“NNNNNNNNNNUNUUU...” Teddy squealed through the hole in his gag... as his
abductor slowly closed those razor sharp jaws. There was a blinding sickening
flash of pain, and the his big ball sack was laying in the Zebracorn's palm.
“Now yer just a helpless rut boi Steer forever...” His abductor laughed
tossing his dissevered jewels into the dirt with his horn tip's. “Yer know
whats comin' next...” The Zebracorn sneered lewdly, as he moved around behind
the big dirty Steer. Lifting his short tail up and smearing his clenched tail
hole with spit, and then Teddy moaned in pain. As two feet of thick black
equine cock was roughly shoved up his ass! “Yer a hell of a X-mas present...”
The Zebracorn moaned into his ear as he rocked back and forth sodomizing him
repeatedly...


It was some days later what Teddy was recovering in the Hospital that the
Police tracked down his internet buddy. Turns out he was a teenage fox... not
the Zebracorn at all...

FIN  

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