Keywords: Haunted, The, Ch., 13, House,

Unable to utter a word of protest around the big hunk of meat fucking her face, Jennifer could do nothing but kneel there as the female deputy began to play with her nipples and caress her breasts.
"I want to go back to the forest! I don't want to pull that cart, this is no fun!"

"Listen, my dear," said Linda as she lifted the mare's tail. But Samba kicked her hind leg and almost hit the girl; she would not let herself be touched. Linda saw that the thing was getting dangerously out of control. She thought quickly:

"Samba, dear, you are having your period, I think... You need a male to cover you." The mare thumped her front legs, her eyes wild in their orbits. "But we have none here...Why don't you come with me to the enclosure? They will be waiting for you there!"

That idea seemed to make Samba less unhappy. She let Linda grab the leash and guide her back to the stables. The girl did not attempt to ride her; she walked by her side, talking swiftly to distract her as they covered the distance to the enclosure. The sight of the mare's erect nipples aroused her, and she thought lusciously of the succulent cunt under that thick, long tail. "Later," she thought... not now. She wouldn't let me, anyway." As they arrived to the stables, Linda took the mare to one of the empty stalls on the back of the row and ushered her in. She clipped the leash to a hook and locked it. She went out quickly to confer with James; Samba's cries of rage could be heard as she tried unsuccessfully to free herself.

As Linda came back some time after, she knew what she had to do. She offered the mare a carrot that had been tipped in a sedative solution and watched as she munched it eagerly. As the substance made its effect, she told Samba to bend down her head, pretending she would caress her. Then she slipped a hood around her head and clasped the lock behind the neck. Samba was dizzy with the sedative and did not resist.

"It's ok, dear," she heard Linda's voice. Samba could not see the girl: "is it night already? she asked. Linda did not answer, but went ahead: "I will now take the leash from your neck, but you have to turn around. Will you please do so? Yes... that is good, Samba..." The mare had now her back turned to the wall. Linda lifted her tail and clipped the end of a short chain to her pussy ring. Then she attached the other end to the hook on the wall and took the leash from Samba's collar. The mare made a step forward and felt a strong sting on her pussy. She screamed loudly, but Linda was not impressed.

"You were ungrateful and behaved very badly today, Samba," she said. "You threw a human on the ground, you didn't obey the reins, and even tried to kick your mistress! You will remain attached here, with your head covered. Maybe this way you will learn good manners! Tomorrow we will let Kumbo mate with you, but only if you are a good girl and apologize. You have to be grateful for all that we are doing for you and for the other centaurs. Think of that!"

Samba was terrified; she kept trying to free herself from the chain, but each time she did so, the ring stung her labia, which were all the more sensitive because of her condition. Linda turned her chip on and watched as the mare struggled with the chain, until she was tired and stopped. She watched the tits go up and down as Samba tried to breathe; she went round her trembling body and lifted her tail. "You keep still there, girl!" she said in a severe tone. Then she grabbed a spatula, scooped the cream that had formed on Samba's lips, and put it in a small flask. The mare whined as she did so, opening and closing the lips as Linda inserted her finger into her pussy. Linda took it out and let her there, fumbling and thumping the ground with her front legs. She had to go to James and let him examine the substance, as he had said the other day that it could be eventually used as an aphrodisiac.

As the other centaurs came back later, they were surprised not to see Samba. Sean told them that she had been taken to the infirmary, and he did not lose the occasion to press once more on their minds how they were being well taken care of at their new home. They were fed their night meal, and as the night set on, they all were already asleep.

The next morning, after being milked, Tonga, Suli and Sheena were sent to help Ximbo in the meadow. Sean was sitting on the porch; he smiled to himself as he saw the group leaving for the day's work: Pedro was riding the male, and a harness attached the girls to a three-horse cart. Their beautiful, healthy bodies shone under the morning sun, and he watched as they slowly went out of sight. Then he walked to Samba's stall.

The mare was nervous at being unable to see and walk freely, but she had understood that it was better not to step forward. Sean spoke to her:

"Are you calmer, girl?"

"I want to go back to the forest!"

"You will not! You belong to me now, dear," snapped Sean, rubbing his finger on Samba's hard nipples. "You will be mated by Kumbo now. But you will keep this hood on your head until you understand, once for all, that you have to be grateful for all the nice things your master is doing for you. No other taurs have those beautiful collars, or are learning useful things like you are." He went to her back and lifted her tail and he rubbed gently the damp slit. Samba whined softly as he did that. She said:

"But why an I attached like this? It is not good!"

"Samba, you behaved badly yesterday. You threw a human on the ground! Can you understand how ugly is this? You, such a fine centauress, so beautiful and strong!" He gave her no time to reply. "You need a male, Samba, I can see that. But you will remain here for all you heat period, in the dark and feeling this sting on you pussy, unless you stop being silly and behave like a mare of mine should."

Samba shivered as she heard his firm, cold voice. "Oh master! No! Please!" Her voice sounded anguished through the hood that covered her face. "I... I will do ... I'm sorry..."

Sean was expecting precisely that. He patted her rump and put a finger into her pussy, feeling the pressure of her canal on it.

"You promise?"

"Yes, master, I promise!"

"All right then. I will release you and bring you to Kumbo. "But the hood stays on; I can't take it out now." He fitted a leash to her collar and unclipped the chain from the ring. He tugged her out and walked to the mating stall. She walked cautiously, as she could not see where she was going; she let her master lead her.

As they entered the stall, Sean motioned her into the mating device. She sensed the metal bars and panicked:

"Oh master, no! Please! Not here!"

"Shhh, girl, stop being silly! You go where I tell you, or you will have no male!"

He closed the small door and attached her ankles to the straps, leaving her opened to receive Kumbo. Then he went to the male's stall and clipped a leash to his collar:

"You are aroused, aren't you?" The centaur nodded. His nostrils were trembling as he could feel Samba's scent in the air. He let himself be led to the female and was surprised to see her inside the mating device.

"Now you will be rewarded by your good service, my friend," said Sean. "You can stay with her as much as you want. Cover her!"

Kumbo did not wait for a second order. He put his front legs on Samba's rump and leaned forward to hold her shoulders. His cock, in full extension, slid into the female's open hole; he uttered a long whine of pleasure as she squeezed it, wiggling her back in a sort of dance. Sean watched as he thrusted faster and harder, as if to release all the pent up tension. Samba, her head covered by the hood, was touching her breasts and shivering from pleasure. Sean could not help thinking much he was lucky to have found – and tamed - such magnificent creatures. Their bodies were glistening with sweat. Kumbo was biting Samba's shoulder; his hands reached her tits and twisted the nipples. Then a spasm jolted though his body, as he unloaded his jet into the female's womb. Samba had not had time to come; she protested loudly as Kumbo took his cock out of her. She tried to turn around and discovered that she couldn't; her ankles were attached securely to the bars of the device.

"Calm down, dear! Kumbo will enter you again soon! How is she, Kumbo?"

"Oh, she's good, master!"

"I want a good foal from you, Kumbo!" He took a glance at the mare's body; somehow, the sight of her enclosed and restrained made his own cock bulge in his pants. "Go ahead, my friend ... take my mare again! She..." But he was interrupted by the arrival of James. His face was red with excitement.

"I have made some tests on their substances," he announced. "On rats. And it is as I expected: the male rats' cocks grew to three times their usual size, and, with the females, similar things occurred. Their labia swelled, their clitties were oversensitive, and they behaved as if their mating time had arrived. I think I have hit on a formula based on the concentration of the active agents and the weight of the receiver. So maybe we can test it on humans... I will be taking my product tonight and see what happens. Maybe Linda can volunteer for the female counterpart..."

"Oh, this is great news!" exclaimed Sean.

"Yes, it is. If the thing works, we will have a much-demanded product... And also, the serum for accelerating pregnancy seems ok. The female rats I inoculated it with reduced their gestation to one fourth of the normal period. This means that, in the appropriate concentration, a mare's gestation should take twelve weeks instead of twelve months. Just imagine, Sean! In three months we will have the first foals... Until there, I think, the serum for acceleration maturation will also be "au point." We are in business!"

They left the taurs copulating once more and went to the house to discuss the bright prospects of their venture. Meanwhile, Dara had been transferred to a special stall until her period of heat would be over.

Keywords: Haunted, The, Ch., 13, House,

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