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.








