<Posted from IM between Bliss & Amberghylles><br/><br/>"Noo..." she moaned the word, more a sound of fear and denial than proper protest. Felicity could see what awaited her, the furred sheath that contains the steed's member.  Hating even the idea of it, she had to drop to her knees and crawl forward beneath the massive beast to lift reluctant, shaking hands to the animal's hidden organ. Not even wanting to watch herself doing it, she began to stroke, almost petting.<br/><br/>Brom watched, fingers worked by feel to finish removing one gauntlet and drop it with a clatter into the waiting helmet. He watched her fingers stroke the soft and warm fur and licked his lips as the soft flesh eased forward in response. The horse whinnied and swished his tail, but remained mostly still and even seemed aware and eager for what is coming. "Very good my sweet little pet," he said softly.<br/><br/>What slid forth oh so slowly was a veritable column of equine flesh, dark and solid and already quivering in response to her tentative touch. She licked her lips, staring at it - thick as her upper arm, and nearly as long, her mind quailed at the thought of being taken at all, let alone by a monstrous organ such as this. The sound of the bit of armor clanging into the helmet jolted her into action, hands moved down along the slimy shaft, the lick of the whip still alive all over her body.<br/><br/>"That's a girl," he said as her hands moved along that massive shaft, "Don't fear, he's well trained and won't trample you my pet." As her hands moved along that slick shaft, he worked on freeing his other gauntlet. "Your tits as well my pet, I know you won't fit that whole thing in your pretty little mouth but I want you to give it all your sweet attentions..."<br/><br/>The thought that those sharply shod hooves might stomp upon her hadn't occurred to her until he said that, and Felicity moaned once more.  There was a strange scent to the organ, wafting into her nostrils as her hands moved upon it, and then even more as she bent unsteadily closer to brush the unbound globes of her breasts on it, as well; natural equine pheromones added to the confusion of fear and pain in her body, sparking up an unintentional curling of purely physical desire that she doesn't even recognize yet.<br/><br/>His eyes glittered as he watched, and soon the other gauntlet clattered into the helmet. "That's it pet, nestle that shaft between those sweet breasts and bring the head to your lips. I don't expect you to swallow it all, but you will keep the tip in your mouth while he comes." The stallion snorted and took a slight half-step as her hands and body caressed that inhuman organ, and his tail snapped back and forth as he tossed his head.<br/><br/>Felicity gasped at the half-step, as it pushed that thick organ abruptly beneath her chin. Tears streamed down her face as she leaned back, hands still rubbing slow and gentle on the shaft, and her lips settled against the blunt head of it, unable to take it inside.<br/><br/>He smiled, enjoying the sight of her kneeling and bent backward with that massive cock nestled between her breasts. "Open your lips and suck it," he said firmly, "You will lick and kiss and suck on that cock until he gifts you with his cum, and you will drink down as much of that as you can." As he spoke, he unbuckled the vambraces that covered his forearms and added them to the pile of armor in his helmet.<br/><br/>It was a sob that forced her mouth open, muffled against the head of that cock, and she can't get her mouth wide enough to wrap around it, so she's left forced to suckle against the end of it like some kind of strange teat, the weight of the horse's cock nestled atop the valley between her breasts.  Her hands move still over the slimy skin, inexperienced but aided by fear.<br/>