Daisy punana – Chap 5 by AsDiane..,
punana’s Master come back home and chastises Doctor Tom and Tiffany for their handling of punana , WARNING: this story contains pain and bestiality which are not everyone’s thing. It also contains very harsh treatment of a pain slut, so read at your own risk. If you don’t like that kind of thing, please don’t read it then post “wow, this is sick!” I’m warning you in advance.
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NOTE: Due to too many storylines going on at the same time, I am going to split the “daisy” story off from the “punana” story.
Here’s the map:
Daisy modified (no chapter mark) is all punana
Daisy modified ch 2: is all punana
Daisy modified ch 3: introduces RL Daisy and includes a few scenes with punana
Daisy modified ch 4: picks up RL Daisy’s story and gives a last glimpse of punana
then they split:
Daisy modified ch 5 and forward will feature RL Daisy only
Daisy/punana ch 5 and forward will continue the punana story line.
Thanks for your votes, ratings, and email. Enjoy the story.
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Tiffany smoothed the leather apron over her thighs. She liked the feeling of the cool leather against her palm, closed her eyes and rubbed again, nodding. She moved her knees slightly. Riding side-saddle always made her ass sore but with the apron on, it was easier than trying to straddle Caramel’s big back.
“Yaaah!” she yelled, flicking her wrist and smacking the tip of the horsewhip against Hercules’ flanks. The big Shire started galloping again. Tiffany nudged Caramel with her heels and she sped up too, working hard to keep up with the big draft horse. Hercules had the advantage in both size and weight – he stood 17.5 hands and weighed just under 3000 pounds. For a Shire, that was about average, but for a horse, it was enormous.
Tiffany flicked the whip again and Hercules neighed loud but ran even faster. Tiffany kept him running circles around the corral for a full fifteen minutes before she reined Caramel in and walked her to the gate. Hercules kept running for a few minutes, then slowed gradually, dropping to a trot then a cantor before he eventually stopped at the far side of the pen and dipped his muzzle into the water trough.
Tiffany clicked with her tongue and rode Caramel across the pen until they were standing right beside Hercules. Tiffany slid off the saddle and tied Caramel’s reins to the trough. She crouched down beside Hercules.
“I think he liked that,” she said.
punana moaned weakly. Tiffany smiled and rested her hand on punana’s left knee, pressed hard against Hercules’ flanks. She slid her hand down along punana’s leg, then inside its thigh, finally taking one of its cunt lips between her gloved fingers. She pulled and twisted, listening to punana’s moans.
“Let’s make sure he’s solidly planted, shall we?”
“nnn…nnn…” punana moaned, shaking its head weakly from side to side. Tiffany ran her gloved hand around the base of Hercules’ cock, felt that there were less than two inches exposed. The other fourteen inches was firmly planted inside punana’s fuckhole. Tiffany wiggled punana’s ass and a gush of cum dripped out onto the ground between the horse’s hooves.
“Squeeze for me,” Tiffany said.
punana contracted its belly muscles, felt a rush of lust flush through its crotch, came, shuddering. Tiffany laughed. “Damn, you’re a sick fuck.” She stroked the horse’s canteloupe sized balls and heard him whinny, throwing back his head and stepping backward a few inches. punana’s body shuddered. The raw insides of its legs had adjusted to Hercules standing still. When he moved, the pain rushed through it like a brushfire. it moaned, started grinding its belly against his, felt his cock swelling inside it, came again.
“Go on, Daisy, fuck your master,” Tiffany taunted it. punana’s mind swam and it started crying again. Whenever it thought it was adjusted to its new life, Tiffany found some way to push it deeper into degradation. Using its old name never failed to make it sink into a deep, black hole. But its body responded, it started humping, scraping the insides of its legs and thighs raw on the horse’s rough hide. Tiffany turned and pushed punana’s arms forward just an inch, swatted its huge balloon tits with her riding crop. punana moaned and pressed its head hard against Hercules’ ribcage, scratching its forehead and cheeks hard. Tiffany gave it ten strokes on each side, walking back and forth around the horse patiently while punana worked up and down on his cock like a wanker’s hand.
“When we’re finished here, I’m going to have you clean Caramel. She’s sweaty and will enjoy feeling your tongue on her.” She gave punana’s tits one last swat. “Everywhere.” punana pictured itself licking Caramel’s sweaty vagina and flanks and came again.
“Tiffany!”
punana raised its head. It was punana’s Master! He was home!
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“You can’t do that! We had a deal!” Doctor Tom was yelling but he didn’t respond.
“That’s right, you said he could finish the transformations,” Tiffany added, her voice cold and demanding.
“Well, I’m changing things.” punana heard its Master say. He was speaking differently than punana had ever heard before. His voice had an edge of anger. And a cold command that was unusual even for him.
punana heard him coming closer and raised its head, tilted it back, closed its eyes and formed a perfect O with its toothless mouth. He laughed and patted it on the head. punana felt a rush of satisfaction, Master was pleased with punana. He ran His finger across her forehead and down its left cheek. punana’s cunt gushed and it held its breath. He touched punana’s lips lightly, running His finger across the upper and lower twice. punana’s nipples swelled and it opened its knees wider. it felt Master’s fingers lift away, then felt a horrible shot of pain as He flicked its left nipple. Once. Twice, three, four, five times. Then five times on the right. punana’s hand went between its legs, parted the big horse labia and started stroking its clitoris. Master flicked both nipples at the same time, over ran over until punana came, muttering “Yes, Master, Yes, Master” over and over.
“So, that’s the pig you’re going to choose over me?” Tiffany sneered.
“it’s a pig. I don’t know *what* you are,” He said. punana held its breath, it didn’t want Tiffany mad at it.
“I have plans for this one. I’m taking her away tomorrow. You’re done with her.” He turned to Doctor Tom. “You have one more thing to do. You’re going to remove the stiletto heel rods.” punana felt a rush of excitement. Ever since Doctor Tom had implanted the six-inch stainless steel spikes in punana’s heels, it hadn’t been able to walk normally and even sleeping was difficult. Now, Master was taking them out! punana was thrilled!
“And *when* is this going to happen?” the Doctor growled.
“Tonight. In one hour. I have other things to do first,” Master said.
“You two can leave now.”
“We’ll see about this, you prick,” Tiffany said. She and the Doctor left the room.