This story and the sequels to follow contain descriptions of sex between young men and horses, torture, killing, humiliation, enslavement and scatology. If this offends you, please do not continue. I don't particularly care if you don't like it. Go away and don't bother me. 

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Equanthropus   ts65SjHoV@gmail.com
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The Horses of Fabius Quintus [mbeast, tort, snuff, scat]

Fifteen slave boys stood naked before Senator Fabius Quintus Cornelius, who sat on his powerful black stallion and stared at them. The boys were adolescents, nearly men. They were drawn from all over the empire and ranged from tall fairskinned northerners to dark black Nubians to short olive-skinned Greeks. Other than their youth, there was only one physical thing they had in common: They were all endowed with remarkably large sex organs. None of them had cocks less than nine inches long or two inches thick. 

"You slaves have been purchased for the purpose of caring for my horses. You will live with them day and night. You will feed them, water them, groom them, clean their stalls, keep flies off them, cool them down after they have worked and care for them in every way. You will sleep beside them and do everything they wish you to do."

Wulf, the tall blond German boy third from the left, eyed the senator's great black horse and licked his lips. The stallion stirred urges in him, urges that had caused his father to disown him and sell him into slavery. He wondered, hopefully, what "everything they wish" might include. His foot-long penis roused slightly.

"They may do whatever they like with you. That includes stomping your worthless bodies into the dirt if they so desire."

The senator paced the horse along the row of slaves. Wulf followed the animal with his eyes, admiring the taut muscles beneath the glossy coat. As the senator passed him, Wulf inhaled deeply, savoring the horse's strong scent. Wulf's cock began to stiffen.

"I expect instant obedience to my orders." Fabius went on. "Failure to obey instantly will be punished by death. Painful death."

Wulf watched the horse's rump as the senator continued down the line. The horse's tail swung from side to side, revealing massive balls nestle in its crotch. 

Wulf noticed that two or three of the other boys had full erections as they stared at the stud. The senator stopped in front of one of them, a slender Spaniard named Hejo whose eleven inch erection stood straight out, almost touching the horse.

Fabius looked at the boy's erection and smiled. "You like my Fortuno, here?" he asked, stroking the stallion's neck.

"Oh, yes, master!" Hejo gasped.

"Would you like to kiss him?" The senator asked.

"Yes, master, very much." The boy replied.

"Kiss his balls. Keep kissing them until I say stop."

Hejo scrambled beneath the stud and pressed his face into the black crotch. The moment his lips touched the fist sized testicles, the boy's cock erupted, shooting jism between the stallion's back legs.

Hejo continued to kiss the stallion's balls for several minutes, even after his orgasm passed. While he served the stud, the horse lifted its tail and spread its back legs slightly. With a grunt, the stallion shit a huge pile of turds onto the floor.

The senator looked at Torix, a Gaulish boy who stood near the horse's rump, staring blankly forward as though trying to ignore the scene before him. He pointed at the boy. "You!" he ordered. "Eat his shit."

Startled, Torix looked at the senator blankly, his mouth hanging open. "Eat his shit." Fabius repeated.

Torix looked offended. "Eat horseshit?" He questioned.

The senator waved at the guards. "Seize him!" he said, pointing at the Gaul. The guards grabbed the boy, forcing him to his knees. He moved the stallion sideways, away from the Spaniard. He gestured to Hejo to go back to his place in line.

Fabius moved back to where he could survey the whole line. "I told you that I required instant obedience. Disobedience will be punished by death. Now watch what happens to this wretch."

He waved to the guards who wrestled Torix onto a table behind the senator. The senator moved the stallion to one side so that the line of slaves could watch as the Gaul's wrists and ankles were tied with heavy ropes stretched out from the corners then pulled tight. Desperately, the boy pleaded for his life.

Ignoring Torix's pleas, Fabius addressed the slaves once more. "I do not have much time today, so this will take only an hour or so. Remember this and know that the next of you who does not obey immediately will die much more slowly."

He moved the horse up between the boy's legs and looked the Gaul in the face. "You do not want to eat horseshit?" he asked conversationally.

"I will, master, I will. Please. I will eat horseshit." Torix said desperately.

The senator looked at Hejo. "Pick up as much horseshit as you can and bring it here."

The Spanish boy knelt beside the still steaming pile and scooped up a double handful. Rising, he walked over to Torix's head. "Feed it to him." The senator ordered.

Torix opened his mouth and Hejo shoved a handful in. The Gaul gulped and swallowed the horse's shit. Methodically, the Spanish boy fed Torix the rest of the shit. "Do you want me to fetch the rest?" Hejo asked.

"No," Fabius said "but lick your hands clean." 

The Spaniard obeyed. To Wulf's eyes, Hejo seemed to enjoy the task.

The senator returned his attention to Torix. "You have obeyed. Since you have seen the error of your ways, you will die faster."

Shock appeared on the boy's face and he began to plead once more. 

Ignoring the pleas, the senator loosened the stallion's reins. The horse lowered its head and snuffled at the Gaul's scrotum. 

The horse took one of the boy's balls between his teeth and slowly bit down.

Torix's pleas turned to agonized screams. He arched his back and tried to pull away as the stallion crushed his left ball.

The horse released the boy, who collapsed back onto the table crying and moaning.

Paying no attention, the stud bit down on the boy's right ball, drawing more screams of pain.

Releasing the crushed remains of the boy's testicle, the horse backed away. Torix lay on the table, blubbering.

A guard moved up in the horse's place. Quickly, he tied a tough thong around the base of the boy's cock and the remains of his scrotum. The guard handed the other end to the senator, who tied it to the horse's harness.

Turning the horse, Fabius kicked the stallion's side. The horse leapt forward, tearing the boy's cock off his body. Torix screamed once more.

As the boy fell back again, crying from the pain, a guard stepped forward with a hot iron and applied it to the bleeding wound to cauterize it while the boy howled.

Several guards closed around Torix. One splashed the boy's face with water and wiped the mucus and tears away. He jammed a gag into the boy's mouth to stop his screams, then lifted his head.

Another guard moved up between the boy's legs, holding a red-hot iron bar shaped like a gigantic penis. He held it in front of the boy's face. Torix stared at it in horror.

"Take a look at it." The senator ordered. "Think of what it will feel like in your ass." He nodded to the guards.

The guard at Torix's head removed the gag and released his head. Two guards at the boy's sides lifted his hips and spread his legs as wide as possible.

As the guard with the iron bar pressed it against the Gaul's asshole, the boy cried out louder than ever. The stench of burning flesh filled the air as the guard shoved the giant iron penis deep into the boy's ass. Torix continued to scream as his guts were raped and burned. 

The iron cooled to black as it was quenched in the boy, whose screams were interrupted only by gasps for breath.

The guard withdrew the bar, leaving the Gaul moaning on the table. Two more guards, armed with slender red-hot pokers moved to the boy's head and shoved them into his ears. When they were done, another pair of pokers were pressed into the Gaul's eyes.

The guards stepped back, leaving the boy wailing on the table.

Four pairs of oxen were brought in. The ropes binding Torix's limbs were untied from the corners of the table and fastened to the yokes of each pair of oxen.

The senator waved at the remaining fourteen slaves. "Come forward. Stand close around this wretch and pay attention." Shaking and pale with terror, the boys formed a circle around the table, standing between the ropes that tied the victim to the oxen. They stared at Torix, who continued to moan in pain.

"Pull!" Fabius ordered.

Slowly, the oxen walked away from the table. The ropes pulled tight and the oxen strained against their yokes.

The Gaul's moans became louder. He began croaking as the tension on his limbs rose. His joints popped loudly as they were dislocated. Torix gave a final screaming yell as his body came apart and the oxen stumbled away trailing his remains.

Two of the slave boys fainted, the others stared in horror at the dismembered corpse before them. As slaves, they had seen much cruelty and were inured to death among those they knew, but this went beyond anything they had experienced.

Fabius sat silently on his horse while the two who fainted were revived.

"Now you know the price of disobedience." He said. "This piece of Gaulish shit died quickly. If I have to repeat this, the next of you to disobey will take a very long time to die. I think you will find it much less painful to let a horse stomp you to death if it wants.

"My order to you is to let the horse do whatever it wants with you. I expect you to submit immediately and without hesitation. This includes allowing them to fuck you, for that is why you have been bought."

Despite the horror in front of him, Wulf found himself grinning. He noticed that Hejo and one or two others were also smiling.

`I see that a few of you look forward to serving my stallions." The senator went on. "That is good, for they are lustful and I cannot put them to mares as often as they desire. My buyers were ordered to seek out slaves who would enjoy such service. For those of you who do not wish to serve my horses, I suggest you forget your wishes and learn to serve them well.

"You have all had your asses stretched over the last few weeks. Most of you should now be able to take a stallion's cock raping you. For those of you who cannot, I will only say that it will be a far less painful way to die than what you have just seen.

"Now, return to the line."

Terrified, the boys scrambled back to the original line where they had stood.

An older slave bought in bowls and placed them in front of the boys. Another slave followed behind the first and filled each bowl with a measure of horseshit. Meanwhile, five stallions were brought in and lined up along the opposite wall.

"At the present time, only six of my stallions are in need of a slave." He patted the black horse's neck. "Fortuno, here, killed his previous slave two days ago. The other five you see are also in need of slaves.

"We are going to have a little contest to seek who serves which horse."

The senator smirked. "The first of you to empty the bowl in front of you will get his choice of horse to become your master. The second will get second choice, until all the studs are chosen. Those who do not win a horse will be kept in reserve to replace the slaves who die serving their masters. You must lick the bowl completely clean and also clean up any shit that you spill or get on your hands or face while you eat.

"Some of you might think it clever to eat slowly. I would not suggest that. The last to finish will receive a very unpleasant reward.

"When I say, you will begin."

Wulf stared at the bowl before him. He was eager, for he had been licking the asshole of his father's stallion when he had been caught and loved the taste of horse shit.

"Begin!" Fabius ordered.

Wulf leapt forward and plunged his face into the bowl. He gobbled the horse shit before him, loving the foul taste as he gulped it down. He shoved the dung into his mouth and swallowed as quickly as possible. The shit was still warm and the stink filled his nostrils, increasing Wulf's pleasure. He felt his cock come rigidly erect.

Wulf emptied the bowl and licked it thoroughly. As he stood, he licked his hands and scraped the smears off his face. He looked around and saw he was the first to stand. A Nubian boy, Guada, was just rising and the Spaniard was third. Wulf noticed that Guada and Hejo both had rigid erections.

More slowly, the other boys finished one at a time. A red-haired Briton, Welas, was fourth and an Italian boy named Milo fifth. One by one, the others finished and stood.

A Greek boy and a small Nubian boy named Barka were the last two left. Both were obviously struggling. Each of them glanced at the other, then fearfully applied himself to the task.

Finally, the Greek boy stood, followed a moment later by Barka who began to whimper as he realized he was last.

The senator said nothing. Two guards grabbed the Nubian and hustled him to a sloping bench. The guards tied Barka to the bench face down, spreading the boy's legs wide apart at the bottom before tying them securely. 

Wulf noted that the boy's ass was about the height of a mare's.

Barka began crying. "No, please no!" He said between his wails. 

A guard smacked the boy's face hard. "Silence!" The guard ordered. Another guard swabbed the boy's ass with mare's urine. 

The six stallions bellowed at the scent. They were answered by another, louder bellow.

A giant workhorse stallion was brought into the yard, whinnying and bellowing its lust. The largest erection Wulf had ever seen swung beneath the huge beast.

"Slaves, gather round so that you can see this closely. Leave room for Agricola to get between you, but watch him take his pleasure."

Wulf jostled with the other boys for position, standing almost directly behind the victim, with a clear view of the boy's asshole.

The giant stallion pushed in beside Wulf. The horse's great body staggered Wulf to one side; his hooves nearly trampling Wulf's toes. The barrel of the stud blocked Wulf's view as it reared and placed its forelegs astride Barka.

Wulf knelt so that he could look up from underneath. He had an almost perfect view along the stupendous shaft of the stallion's erection which was probing to find the boy's asshole. Wulf noted absently that the other Nubian, the one who had finished second, was kneeling on the other side of the horse, watching as raptly as Wulf did. Guada, like Wulf, had a massive erection, his cock pointed almost vertically up his front.

Wulf knew that Agricola would kill the Nubian with his thrusts, but felt a moment of envy nevertheless. By Epona the Horse Goddess, he wished the horse was fucking him!

Someone - Milo, Wulf thought - grasped the stallion's cock and pointed it at Barka's asshole.

Agricola felt his mark and rammed forward, driving his mighty cock into the Nubian boy.

Barka shrieked in agony as Agricola tore his guts open. The noise did not distract the stallion, who plunged two feet of horsecock, five inches wide, into the boy pinned beneath him. The horse pulled back and thrust again, then thrust once more before freezing on top of the boy.

Wulf smiled as he saw the stallion's cock pulsing as the horse unloaded into his victim.

As blood and white horsecum began blustering out of the Barka's torn ass, the boy's screams faded away. The boy gave a gurgling rattle and his body went limp.

There was a short silence as Agricola lay quietly atop his victim, still shooting horsecum into the now lifeless body.

Guada gave a sigh and Wulf glanced at him He saw that the Nubian had cum as the horse fucked the boy. Wulf realized that he, too, had cum, his white jism on his chest and chin. He smiled at Guada, who returned his grin. Both boys glanced at the mighty horsecock over their heads, then grinned at one another once more.

Agricola heaved back, dismounting from his "mare". A gush of blood and horsecum poured out of the dead boy.

As the stallion was lead away, the guards motioned the boys back into line. Most looked more terrified than ever. A few, like Wulf, Hejo and Guada looked eager for what was to follow.

Fabius cleared his throat and the boys paid attention to him once more.  He spoke softly. "If any of you can learn to take Agricola and live, you will go free. The test will be for him to fuck you twice a day on five days, spaced three days apart to ensure he his most aroused and fucks you as hard as he can. You will also have to let him piss down your throat every day during the test and not spill any of his piss and eat a full load of his shit. You will not be excused from serving the other horses during the test and will have to be fucked by every other stallion in my barn on the last day of the test."

Wulf listened closely. He would, he vowed, win his freedom or die doing so. With the thought of being raped by that giant cock, he didn't particularly care which.

"Now," the senator raised his voice, bringing Wulf out of his reverie, "the winners must choose their masters. They will do so by licking the assholes of the one they choose. You will lick your master's asshole until he shits in your mouth. Any shit that you miss, you will pick up from the ground and eat."

Fabius pointed at Wulf. "You were first. Choose your master."

Without hesitation, Wulf walked over to the big black the senator rode. He moved quickly to the stallion's rump and reached under the tail to touch Fortuno's asshole. The stud lifted his tail and Wulf brought his lips to the black pucker of the stud's asshole. He kissed the shithole firmly, then began to lick it. He hugged the black rump, caressing the silken hide.

Fortuno's asshole bulged and he farted in Wulf's mouth. Closing his eyes, Wulf inhaled the horse fart and stuck his tongue inside the asshole. It touched a turd in the stallion's rectum. Soon, his master would shit in his mouth.

Loving his master, Wulf continued to kiss and lick the shithole. Fortuno farted again. It was a good beginning, Wulf thought.



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