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

Linda rubbed her foot on the silky skin of the centauress's cheek. Then she told her to lick the sole; she liked much that caress, her soles being very sensitive. She directed the centauress's hand to her clitty and let her fingertip made circular movements around it; then she came again, her feet on Sheena's perfectly shaped shoulders.
Linda rested for some minutes, feeling very pleased.

"Sheena, dear, you have learned to serve very well! Your mistress is pleased, you are honoring the collar Master gave you... You will learn more and more as you stay here with us. Do you know when your heat period is due? We are planning to let Ximbo cover you..."

Sheena's black face gleamed with pride as being so much praised by her mistress.

"I think it must be coming soon... maybe next moon. And... Miss Linda, I want to know something. Is my skin shining more? Master James told me it would, because of the medicine he gave me this night." And she told Linda what had happened in her stall.

Linda smiled. "Yes, dear, it is... You have such a rich tone of black to your skin, and it will shine still more with what you took from me today. You know, human cum is perfect for your kind, and it does not matter if it comes from a human male or from a human female."

She wanted to try still another sensation. She mounted Sheena naked and told her to be still; then she rubbed her own cunt to the tauress's soft human back. The touch aroused her instantly; the velvet quality of the mare's skin was perfect to rub. Linda licked the mare's neck, played with her tits, rubbed hers on the mare's back, just as she liked to do with her human partners.

Sheena was not in heat, and gave a sign that she was not much pleased. Linda slapped her rump:

"You keep still, dear.. I am having a great time here, you have to learn how to please your mistress!" Her belly shivered in the anticipation of pleasure; her pussy was drenched in juice, and in some more minutes she came for the third time.

Her tension was finally relieved. She dressed herself and let Sheena put on her feet her socks and boots. She hopped on the mare's back and let her gallop back to the stables.

As she dismounted, James was coming towards her.

"Put this animal with her companions, over there," he said. "We have got our first command of mare cream, and they are filling their quota."

Linda tugged Sheena's reins and ushered her in a large stall. The other four mares were already there. They were attached by their collars to hooks on walls; a strap of leather had been adapted to their rumps, and a flask was to be seen under each tail. Their rings had been turned on to the last notch; they were wiggling their hinds, thumping their legs, cupping their breasts as excitement took them over. In each flask, the precious juice was dripping slowly. Samba's hood had been taken out.

Linda smelled Dara's pussy and her tits were instantly erect with the sensation. She clipped Sheena to a hook and turned her ring on. Sheena felt her pussy itching and tickling, her nipples go up, and her labia twisted as the chip made the ring vibrate near the clitty. She knew that sensation: it was the same she had felt when Master James had come to her during the night.

"You have put the hot ones here, too?" Linda remarked.

"Yes. I have contacted a laboratory in California and they were quite excited by what I told them. They have been covered some fifteen times already, we can safely supposed they have been impregnated. The Americans want two or three pints of juice to run tests, so I had to put all our mares to produce it."

"But they will be exhausted!"

James raised his shoulders and grinned.

"Give them some rest every hour or so," he said. "This is what they have been brought for, isn't it? If this turns out well, we will make a lot of money."

"And the males?"

"They are out there, working. Sean wants that fencing ready as soon as possible, and then they will help to build new stables. I am sure that these are not the only black centaurs around, and we will need a lot more. He wants stables ready to lodge them as they appear."

That afternoon the mares were mad with lust, but no male appeared to appease them. The cream was collected from their cunts and safely sealed into sterilized flasks. As the sun was setting, the males were brought back to the enclosure, their black bodies glistening with sweat. They had carried the stones to the meadow and helped the masons with their work. Dara and Samba were put in the special stall to wait for the end of their period; the taurs were washed and fed, and fell into a blissful sleep.


*10. The new males*


The next few weeks passed quickly. Suli, Tonga and Sheena entered their heat period and were covered by Kumbo and Ximbo. James inoculated all of them with the serum to accelerate pregnancy; Linda examined them daily to see if all was going well. The foals developed quickly and in no time the mares' bellies were showing the signs of advanced pregnancy. James had given Sean the advice not to run them much; so they were mostly used to pull carts and to do light work. Kumbo and Ximbo were being used to help the men in the building of a row of new stalls; their muscles were shining under their human skin as they were constantly exercised in lifting heavy loads of bricks, wood or cement.

One morning the chief mason came to talk to Sean.

"Mr. Parker, do you know where you can find more of these centaurs? They work well, but the females are getting slower because of their bellies. What we need is some more males, if you can find them."

"Yes, you are right... Maybe I should try and get some more. Do we have stables ready in the new row? In the case I find some, I don't want them near the one we tamed already."

"Yes, we have place now to accommodate comfortably some dozens of them," said the chief mason. Sean walked with him around the work area of the farm. Some new buildings had been erected: one for milking, complete with sucking machines, as he hoped to have more mares in a few weeks. The "Cream Factory," as they jokingly called the area for extracting the pussy juice, was on the other side of a wide area, where the wind usually blew towards the outer part of the farm. That was calculated to let the scent go away without arousing the males; Sean did not want to let them smell the mares in heat, even if this was artificially induced. On the longer side of the rectangle, more stalls had been added.

On the side facing it, five special stalls had been built for mating, each with the mating device properly installed; next to those, stalls for the just-delivered mares had been prepared, wider than the normal size, as they would contain a foal until it could be transferred to the foalry. This was a big, covered stall on the farthest corner of the area, provided with a tall fence and two gates.

"All has been made according to the plans you gave us," said the chief mason. "But we really need some more males, or, if you don't find them, some normal horses. You decide," he said and went back to his men.

Sean went to Kumbo's stall.

"My friend," he said. "You told me once that some males from your herd had been defeated by you and left the herd. Do you have any idea where they could be? Perhaps they would like to come and join you again..."

Kumbo thought for a moment. His skull had been shaven recently; he was looking magnificent, and had wholly adapted to his new condition as a tamed, owned taur. He frowned:

"But master, if they come here, they will want to have the mares, and that means trouble', he said.

"Oh, you can be sure I will not let them approach your females! Anyway, they are almost delivering, and later they will be busy with their foals," he answered.

"Well, they must be near some source, or in the woods, master," said Kumbo.

"If you help me to bring some here, you will get three days of rest, to gallop freely in the vast fields. What do you say? And of course, as you have defeated them in fight, they will always acknowledge you as their leader, right?"

Kumbo thought for a moment. "They could, master, but this is not the custom in our kind. The males who are defeated live alone, maybe in groups of three or four, looking for food and for females in other herds."

Sean saddled him and clipped the reins to his collar.

"Let's see if we can find some, anyway. I need them to help me here," he said curtly.

They walked to the main gate of the farm, which was now securely locked. Sean dismounted, opened it with a remote control, and they went out of the farm. Kumbo was pleased to see again the woods he knew so well; he stopped every few minutes to sniff the air, looking for his fellows' scent. Then he suddenly pointed west:

"There, master! I can feel ... Let's go!"

The centaur guides Sean let him. After some time, they emerged from the wood and he saw five male centaurs showering under a waterfall.

"Do you know them?"

But the taurs had already spotted them. They were surprised to see Kumbo ridden by a human, and talked excitedly to each other.

"Congo! Kiabo! Moleke! Kalango! Yoro!" Kumbo shouted. "Come here!"

The centaurs approached cautiously.

"Kumbo? What are you doing here? And why are you being ridden by this human?"

"This is Master," said Kumbo. "He is ok, you can come near."

"Hello, my friends," said Sean. "Kumbo told me that you are living here, alone, with no females for you, risking to be bitten by snakes, cold under the rain, and exposed to terrible thunders and lightnings... I have given him and some others of your kind a good place to live and lots of good food. Why don't you come and join them?"

The centaur named Congo approached them and stretched his hand to touch Kumbo's collar.

"What is this?" he asked.

"This is a very fine gift that I give to each centaur that comes to my farm," said Sean. "It is also useful to put these" (he showed the reins), "so that a human can be carried without falling from you.

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

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