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Title: {ASSM} The Apogee Amulet (Bradley Stoke) (HFFM zoo)
Author: Bradley Stoke
Keywords: HFFM zoo
Short Summary: Further adventures of Kate and Candice
Story: The Apogee Amulet (4,653 words)
Kate and Candice, together with Princess Cordelia, continue
their quest for the Golden Knot. The quest will soon be
complete, but first they must obtain the Apogee Amulet from
the giant Gorgaroth. And this is a deal only to be achieved
by the women servicing the needs of his manhood.
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The Apogee Amulet
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A horse's penis is a very different proposition to that of a
human or even of a dog, but Kate was in great need, the
hunger she felt for semen so intense and a horse's penis
such a fine provider, that only the call of her mistress,
Candice, could drag her from her efforts.
The horse stood, curiously motionless, while with both her
hands and her mouth Kate pummeled and squeezed and
twisted and bent and chewed and licked the penis of
Firebrand, the noble steed upon which her mistress and the
Princess Cordelia rode, while Kate, as befitted her status,
would walk behind.
However, perchance for not much longer would Kate need
to suck dry the semen of the ever-obliging mount to sate
the hunger that the warlock of Lower Drizzledown had
bestowed on her as a punishment for that occasion when
she was too eager to partake of the seminal fluids of the
warlock's young sons. Soon, Candice would wrest the
Golden Knot from the guardianship of the fearful
cockatrice and she would once again have more normal
appetites.
And then, perhaps, her hunger for Firebrand's semen would
be subsumed by her desire for it to penetrate her cunt and
she would know again the pleasure of a horse's monstrous
member inside her.
But, for now, no such pleasures. This morning, as it was
every morning, her craving was at its most acute and her
need most great to swallow the considerable volumes of
sperm the horse so reliably provided: a well of supply that
should surely never go dry. And at last, the black penis, as
dark and mysterious as the rest of the mighty stallion, gave
generously of its wealth and Kate gathered as much as she
could to her mouth as it splattered forth, placing her lips to
its vent to swallow every precious last drop. And then to
relish its rich taste, which filled her mouth and scented her
nostrils.
Alas! Not every drop of Firebrand's prodigious outpouring
made its way directly into Kate's mouth. She greedily
licked what she could from her fingers, her lips and the tip
of her nose. Then she sucked and nibbled the drops of
goodness off the horse's still massive cock, so as much as
was possible might fill her belly. And all the while that
massive penis swayed and swung with its post-orgasmic
release, a few more drops of precious semen still to make
its way along the cubit length of the steed's proud member
to be caught in Kate's ravenous open mouth.
She knelt in the grass beneath the horse's flank, anxious to
catch every trickle, her knee besmirched by mud and the
horse's earlier faecal outpourings, a hand holding the penis
while her other hand supported her weight. Behind horse
and servant was the tree to which Firebrand was tethered,
over the branches of which was slung his golden saddle
and the questing pilgrims' provisions. The early morning
sun shone through the gaps in the Kankun Mountains that
surrounded the valley through which they had advanced
these last few days. The trees were sorry, scraggy things,
no longer the lush green colossi that had sheltered them
only last week in the Dankwater Forest, but where the
nights echoed with the howling and gibbering of unseen
sprites and demons.
Kate sat cross-legged beneath the horse, whose penis
steadily shrivelled to a more normal size and who would
not again be fit for milking for several more hours. She felt
at last the contentment that her gorging on semen had
bestowed on her, but was already contemplating when she
might next feast upon such a meal. The mountain birds
croaked and cawed their songs in the slopes that rose on
either side of the flat, broad valley. A mountain monkey
was yelping over the top of the valley rim, and Kate
fancied she could hear a wolf's answering howl. Or maybe
it was the snarl of the vicious cockatrice.
But prominent amongst all the sounds were those of
Candice, Kate's mistress, whom she adored and loved,
especially when she privileged her servant with the yield of
her penis, and the princess they had rescued from the ogre
in the Valley of the Dead Manticore. They were at it again,
Candice and the princess, the fucking that, to preserve the
princess's virginity, could only be performed in her arse.
But so worn now was that arse from incessant buggery that
surely it matched the dimension of an unregal woman's
vagina.
Kate smiled to herself. She could tell from the urgency of
her mistress's cries that she would soon have need to
ejaculate and now, so soon after milking dry sturdy
Firebrand's penis, Kate would have the taste of her
mistress's penis, sullied though it was with the faecal
flavour of Princess Cordelia's arse. But, although Kate had
not gained a true appreciation for the taste of shit, she
would never let a little thing like that, however fresh or
messy, in any way divert her from her desire to swallow
sperm.
And, indeed, there it was! Her mistress's cry. So much
more urgent as she came close to ejaculation. And the
echoing cries of Princess Cordelia, who, needless to say,
would never permit a drop of semen to touch her flesh, let
alone seep inside any of her three orifices.
Kate raised herself off the ground to leave Firebrand
snorting and whinnying while she scampered over the
broken ground, naked as she always was since she'd
surrendered her clothes to the goldwright who guarded the
Broken Back Bridge when an exchange was necessary to
secure the passage. She remembered too well the extent of
that shyster's villainy as he exceeded the bounds of their
bargain. She was lucky to escape with her body intact after
the buggering he and his demented nephews had met upon
her. Her mistress comforted her that evening, but even then
the demands of the irascible princess outweighed those of a
petty servant.
And here was that princess who reluctantly allowed
Candice to remove the penis from inside her anus, where it
still twitched and trembled in the morning sun and just
about to release its precious semen. Kate pounced to her
mistress's feet, knelt on her knees and applied her lips to
that penis which more than any other in the world she
loved to distraction, and, even now, mindful though she
was of her mean and lowly status, she occasionally
resented the princess's more privileged access.
"Thank you, sweet Kate!" exclaimed a grateful Candice, as
her servant and whore swallowed the last trace of semen
down her eager throat. "Do you wish also to drink my
piss?"
"I would be honoured to do so!" agreed Kate, grateful for
her mistress's show of affection, eager to relish again the
rich taste of her urine, which when they marched through
the dry desolate plains of the Grunhilde Plateau had been
all there was to quench her thirst on many a parched day.
"And after that, your servant may lick clean my arse and
vagina," haughtily added Princess Cordelia, speaking, as
always, only to Candice. It was so far beneath her dignity
to directly address a mere servant that there was no law of
decorum known for that exchange.
"I'm sure she will be delighted to do so, your royal
highness," replied Candice, smiling at the princess, before
letting loose a torrent of piss into Kate's mouth, the force of
which nearly choked her. "You shall assist the princess,
sweet Kate, will you not?"
"Happily!" Kate said at last, urine trickling out of the
corner of her mouth and down her chin, where it gathered
in a small pool on her chest above her bare breasts. It was,
of course, unnecessary for the princess to have reminded
Kate of her duties. Each day, taking care only to address
her mistress, she would perform the same duty. She would
ask Candice whether the princess wished to be cleaned,
and after Candice had passed the message to the princess,
who pretended otherwise not to hear Kate's words, Candice
would repeat that her royal highness would be so desirous,
sweet Kate.
And so it was again today, after wiping away the traces of
urine from her face with some leaves from a tree, that Kate
applied her tongue and fingers to Princess Cordelia's anus
and vagina, cleansing it of any trace of shit, urine or, very
rarely, semen, and in the process bringing the princess to
an orgasm which was always expected from the naked
servant.
And all the while, Candice watched, her penis once again
fully erect, an indulgent smile on her face, perhaps content
that the two most frequent fuck-partners of her life, of
which only one she had the pleasure of knowing vaginal
penetration, could be in such pleasurable union. But for
Kate, this was a union rather the less equal, as Princess
Cordelia evaded her gaze from the servant busy at her
lower regions and never deigned to thank her for her
services. Nor to apologise when, as she did on several
occasions, let loose a turd, which Kate would have to
midwife into the world and then dispose of discreetly, not
having learnt to appreciate its full meaty taste, although she
might savour that of the princess's rather sour piss.
"I think we are less than a league from the Golden Knot,"
Candice announced, after donning her cloak and ragged
clothes. "Perhaps tomorrow we shall reach the object of
our quest. And then at last all will be well. I will be
released from my curse, Kate from hers and your royal
highness shall once more have sway over your rightful
birthright."
"And not a day too soon, Candice!" agreed the princess, as
Kate enrobed her with her gown, parted fully at the front to
reveal her proud full breasts and the vagina from which
Kate had extracted every errant hair. She pulled up the
princess's long golden tresses, and then combed them with
the ivory and golden comb, which along with all the
princess's other possessions, had remained unblemished,
while every last one of Kate's own had been pawned to that
deceitful goldwright. "My stepfather, the Duke, will soon
feel the wrath of my vengeance. And then I shall be
crowned Queen of my realm."
"But sooth, your royal highness, there is but one more
delay. We must obtain the Apogee Amulet from the giant,
named Gorgaroth, who lives in this valley. And a most
formidable giant he is too!"
"Will it be meet to slay this giant?" speculated the princess,
regarding Candice's trusty Sword of Valour, which had
made such short work of the Hounds of High Bunion and
had decapitated the vile marsh goblin who dared block
Candice's path.
"That may not be necessary, your royal highness. The giant
is an awesome fellow I am told, some eight feet tall, but he
is a kindly soul who may be persuaded to bargain for his
wares. But only, I fear, if we keep him mindful of the
penalty of being less than compliant." Candice placed a
palm on the sword's handle, but Kate knew, as perhaps
Princess Cordelia did not, that her mistress was genuinely
loathe to bring harm to beast, fowl or human that was not
morally justified. As she had told her servant, blood spilt
without good cause was blood for which the perpetrator
would need answer on the final Day of Judgement.
Kate cleansed the princess's neck and face with water from
the stream and soap from the bag of royal cosmetics, taking
care to pluck any stray hairs from her long swan-like neck
and rub the shine off her long pointed nose. The princess's
face remained impassive, although moments ago it had
been contorted with ecstasy as Kate plied the regal clitoris
with her tongue.
It was more than a league that they had to march. It was
rather several hours tiring slog over the rocky path, Kate
following behind Firebrand's tread, her bare feet now
immured to the cuts and bruises of the uneven ground,
whilst ahead Candice held Firebrand's reins and the
princess clasped her arms around Candice's waist, her long
fair hair blown behind her and her gown trailing on the
horse's flanks. But there it was, hidden in a coppice,
between two towering pillars of granite: the stone manor
house of Gorgaroth, the giant who had possession of the
Apogee Amulet.
Candice slapped her heels into Firebrand's majestic sides,
hastening the horse forward, Princess Cordelia's long
golden tresses lifted up by the extra spurt and Kate left
behind, trudging wearily, her red hair tangled with brier
and earth, her feet sore and filthy, and over her shoulder
those of her mistress's provisions that could not be carried
on the horse's saddle. Finally, perhaps ten minutes later,
Kate arrived at the manor house, built of stern grey granite,
at the front door of which Candice and the princess were in
heated discussion with a monstrous tall man, Firebrand
tethered against the well.
Kate knew that her best place was behind, so she knelt
down by Firebrand, wondering whether now was the time
she could savour more of the horse's semen, the
beneficence of Candice's own seminal outpourings two
hours before just a distant memory. But she could be called
on at any time to provide service for her mistress and she
could ill afford such tempting distraction.
Kate looked around her. Where the sun's rays squeezed past
the tall conifers and the looming granite heights, the manor
house shone in greens, blues and emerald, while exquisite
flowers and green shrubs bejewelled the gardens. But where
there was shadow, the estate had a gloomy aspect. And most
of it was in shadow. Kate felt low, as she so often did
these days, as the burden of her servility and the cruel
dispassion of the princess deflated her once buoyant
spirit.
And then her heart leapt with joy and she sprung up to her
feet. Was that not the whimper of a dog she heard? And,
yes, she heard right. Two German Shepherds lay head
down, their eyes scanning about them, just by the entrance
to the manor house, keeping low, perhaps fearful of their
master, and so well hidden by the long grass and a trestle
of herbs. With luck, Kate would know the bounty of the
two virile dogs' seed. A pleasure she had been yearning
many a long week since they rested that night with the
swineherd and his huge wolf-hound.
The discussion between Candice and the giant had got
more heated, at one occasion prompting Kate's mistress to
part her cloak and reveal her erect penis, but no doubt also
her Sword of Valour. Whether it was the steel or the fleshly
blade that persuaded the giant, Kate knew not, but almost
immediately he became more cooperative. At this point,
Princess Cordelia turned around, and ruffled up her dress
to display her full buttocks, spread wide enough, no
doubt, for Gorgaroth to see the full capaciousness of her
anus.
The discussion continued but with a different urgency, the
princess herself making heated and haughty comments, her
voice shrill on the afternoon breeze, while Kate sat cross-
legged, her fingers gently agitating her clitoris, as her gaze
drifted from her mistress and the haggling to the placid
dogs, one of which had risen to his feet to reveal a truly
handsome penis beneath his belly. How long would it be
till Kate would have the taste of it? And then the giant
himself lowered his britches, and Kate returned her gaze to
the concerns of her mistress and her regal companion,
wondering and indeed fearing how huge the giant's
member might be. If it was of a proportion to the rest of
him, then it would surely be a monstrous thing, as huge
even as noble Firebrand's.
Kate sighed in relief, knowing full well that at some stage
in the evening she would be impaled upon its length. The
giant had a handsome member, as Kate could clearly see,
and although it was still limp or, at least, nothing like as
erect as Candice's proud organ, it was but an average
greatness, perhaps only of a dimension equal to that of
Candice. And maybe, generous though that would be on a
normal-sized man, not even of the same magnitude.
The discussion seemed to be over, for the giant entered his
door with the princess in attendance, and Candice strode
over to her servant, a broad grin beaming across her face.
"This has truly been an effortless bargain, dear Kate. I
know not whether the threat of my trusty blade or the
temptation of her royal highness's arse was the deciding
matter, but Gorgaroth has agreed that for a few gold coins
and the honour of carnal knowledge with the Princess
Cordelia, he will bestow us with the Apogee Amulet. On
condition, of course, that we should return it to his
safekeeping once we have secured the Golden Knot and
slain the frightful cockatrice. For the sake of her realm, the
princess has given assent. Is she not most dear and
magnanimous?"
"Indeed she is, mistress!" agreed Kate. "I hope the giant
will treat her with the consideration and kindness she
deserves."
"That he will. And to ensure that this is so, I have agreed to
accompany the princess and our host in their lovemaking,
making it a more rewarding experience for all. On the
princess's order, we have seen the tool by which the giant
means to penetrate her royal anus, and for such a giant it is
no threat at all. After we saw how huge was the member of
the Bleakdale giant and, of course, recalling your suffering
on the shaft of the satyr's phallus in the vineyards of
Marmalade, I am pleased to report that her royal highness
will suffer only a moderate amount of pain. And maybe
even gain some pleasure."
"And what shall I do, mistress?"
"Well, virtuous Kate, the giant has invited us to feast with
him. He will prepare a goat to be slaughtered and roasted
for our pleasure, while you wait outside. However, I have
observed, as no doubt have you, that our monstrous host has
two fine dogs, both male, which I have gained his permission
should be at your disposal. You may fuck and suck the two of
them to your utmost delight, whilst Gorgaroth entertains us
within."
"Am I not to accompany you?" wondered Kate, lowering
her eyes, hoping that her disappointment would not be too
obvious.
"Not in the feasting and imbibing of ale, sweet Kate, as
well you know. Her royal highness cannot share a table
with an underling such as you, but I shall ensure that you
are well-fed and have as much ale to drink as you wish."
"Thank you, dear mistress!" cried Kate, grateful for
Candice's boundless generosity.
"You may accompany our host in our lovemaking later, for
when he releases his seed it is only fair that he should
release it into your mouth?"
"And not just the giant's seed, mistress?"
"Think you that I should forget my good and faithful
servant and whore, Kate," laughed Candice good-
naturedly. "I will bestow my seed on you too. I just hope I
have energy enough after fucking the giant and her royal
highness that I can fuck you too!"
"That I hope too, mistress!" agreed Kate.
"But in the meantime, Kate, to the kennels with you! There
are two eager dogs who I am sure will love to fuck you as
much as I do. And whose semen perhaps exceeds that of
even proud Firebrand!"
Kate nodded gratefully. Was there ever a servant more
fortunate than her in having a mistress so kind, generous
and mindful of her needs?
And as Kate was to find, the giant's dogs were two fine
beasts, well trained and eager, both anxious and willing to
penetrate and thrust into Kate's willing cunt, and both
generous with outpourings of canine semen into Kate's
open waiting mouth. And even when one penis was locked
in place, the knot as secure as a knot could be, Kate could
feast on the other dog's penis, its shape so much unlike that
of a human or even of a horse, but so copious in its
emissions. And when not sucking on a canine member,
Kate was served by her mistress with goat meat, vegetables
and ale. So unselfish was her mistress, that even before the
dinner was prepared she came to piss, which was only
possible after Kate had milked her mistress's penis so that
its stiffness was no longer an obstacle to urination. And
then she pissed full down Kate's throat diluting the familiar
taste of semen with sour urine, flavoured by strong ale.
Kate's energy and stamina was fully in demand this
evening. Only after several hours could she nestle down
with the two dogs, themselves sated from their furious
fucking and Kate's thirsty sucking. She lay there, her naked
body kept warm by the dogs' fur, her thoughts wandering,
as they were wont, to considerations of her hunger for
Firebrand's own rich flavoured semen and her desire for
more from her mistress. But she knew she needed the rest,
the more so as she heard the coital cries from within the
giant's stone manor house.
Then, one of the giant's domestic servants appeared, an
elderly woman in a dark widow's dress and shawl, and
approached the kennel where Kate rested with the two
dogs.
"You are Kate, I trow?" asked the old servant. "The
freakish maiden's whore and maid? Your mistress has bid
me call you without delay. Your services are needed
directly."
"Thank you, ma'am!" said Kate, leaping to her knees and
standing naked and earth-splattered in front of the woman.
"I knew that the call would come. I'm sure my mistress will
reward you for your kindness in attending her needs."
She playfully ruffled the ears and muzzles of the two dogs,
understandably reluctant to see their indulgent fuck-partner
leave, and hastened after the domestic servant as she strode
back into the house.
The manor house was dark inside, lit only by candles along
the hallway, but Kate knew exactly where to go from
following the shrieks and cries of the princess, so familiar
now, and the less recognisable ones which could only
come from the giant. And indeed, when Kate was led into
the dining room, there in front of the fireplace, on a huge
woolly rug, the pelt of a truly monstrous beast, was the trio
of her mistress, the princess and the giant Gorgaroth.
Princess Cordelia was bent down, her arse raised high, her
face buried into the fur of the rug, her knees digging in
beneath her and her guttural, hoarse coital cries of ecstasy,
as behind her, the giant was thrusting his penis again and
again into her anus. He supported his weight on his arms,
which he was large enough to stretch out ahead of the
princess, so that he was like a shelter over her. And behind
the giant, her own penis within the giant's own anus, was
Candice, grimly plying away, but as Kate could see,
unlikely to achieve blessed relief in the anus of such an
unprepossessing gentleman. Although Candice enjoyed sex
with men, she preferred the pleasure of being fucked than
fucking in such circumstances. And the men she preferred
were generally younger, more handsome and covered in
substantially less hair than this forbidding host.
"Thank goodness you're here, darling Kate!" said Candice,
her penis still buried inside the giant's anus. "We need your
cunt for our kind host to relieve himself! I fear his desire
might get too great and the princess may be besmirched."
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" cried the princess, far less heedful
than Candice of her own interests with regards befouling.
"Uurrgghh! Uurrgghh! Uurrgghh!" grunted the giant,
equally as heedless.
But Kate took her position and her battered and abused
cunt took first the giant's penis, which rammed in hard and
firm and throbbing, and then, rather more gently, that of
her mistress in her anus. And while Kate knelt on the
ground, the two penises thrusting inside her at once,
Princess Cordelia stood above her. Observing the duty
expected of her, Kate licked and nibbled at the royal vagina
and clitoris, swollen even more than usual to the
dimensions of a very small but definitely erect penis. And
while Kate was surrounded by her fuckers, acting as the
trio's fuck-toy, the domestic servant tut-tutted to herself
and cleared away the dirty dishes.
After the fucking was over, and Kate's face, arse and cunt
were full to overflowing with semen, the four of them
collapsed on the huge woollen rug, warmed on one side by
the flames of the huge log-fire and cooled on the other by
the granite chill of the giant's manor house. This state
of pleasurable rest may have lasted as much as a quarter
hour, before the princess excused herself, got up and
dressed herself again, content that her role in the
bargain was now complete.
This was not so for Kate who was to spend many more
hours of sex, first with Candice and Gorgaroth together,
and then after Candice was bade to accompany the Princess
Cordelia in her bedchamber, alone with the giant, whose
enthusiasm for anal intercourse exceeded greatly that
which he had for the vaginal variety.
However, the princess's sacrifice, Kate's energy and
Candice's negotiating skills were all rewarded the
following day when Candice took possession of the
Apogee Amulet.
Kate was well sated from her morning breakfast of
Firebrand's semen, which she debated whether it should be
spiced with that of the canine variety, when Candice
approached her, the princess trailing behind, waiting no
doubt to be dressed, coiffed and cleaned for the day ahead.
"So this is it, mistress?" asked Kate, looking at awe at the
amulet that Candice held out in her palm, her huge penis
twitching with excitement, although Kate knew that it had
no doubt already been well employed in the princess's
anus.
"It is! And is it not a fine thing?"
And indeed it was. It glimmered and glistened and sparkled
in the morning sunshine, an ornate pattern of gilt and
platinum design, all snakes and demons, angels and
chimaera, and in the midst of all this, a huge ruby pearl,
perfect and shining, in which could be seen engraved in
tiny but perfect letters some runic cast whose content
would vanquish the cockatrice and bring to its completion
the quest pursued so long for the Golden Knot.
"It is beautiful, mistress!" gasped Kate. "It is more
beautiful by far than anything I have ever seen!"
"Its beauty is to be surpassed only by that of the Golden
Knot, which this very day we shall have in our possession.
And, please Kate, milk dry my cock, for the pleasure of
your lips upon its veiny surface is perhaps the thing for
which I shall most grieve when the Golden Knot is ours."
"And, mistress mine," concurred Kate, as she placed her
pursed lips on Candice's penis, "when my curse is also
lifted and I need no longer partake of seed with such a
hunger, the dearest memory I shall have of my curse is the
taste of the issue of your own curse."
"Hurry up, Candice!" barked Princess Cordelia. "Get your
whore fucked in good time, so that I may regain my realm
with this accursed knot!"
Kate could hardly disguise the flash of annoyance on her
face, but Candice made no comment as for one last time
her penis was taken into the mouth of her dedicated
servant. But Kate was sure this was not the last time the
two would enjoy the pleasure of each other's bodies.
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