Stud Loads Vol. 7 – Breeding Wall

Over time, Stable Master Snow has strapped mare after mare into the Breeding Wall. He has watched their holes stretch to accommodate hundreds of cocks of all shapes and sizes. He has heard their lustful moans as stallions slam hard into the wall, their pulsing cocks injecting their seed. He has watched their locked legs tremble, their exhausted mare-holes begging for mercy but adrenaline and the hunger for more overpowers the whimpered request. And hours later, he has supported the sweat and sperm-covered mares when they are unlocked, and stumble to their feet, too weak to stand on their own.

Knowing his stallions, today will be the same. His cock twitches in his jeans, anticipating the sight and sounds, smells and tastes of the action to come as he readies the mares being presented to the herd. Finn August, Canyon Cole and Felix Trainor are shown to their stalls where they will be locked and loaded. Once secured in leather ankle straps, the Stable Master prepares each mare by smearing fuck-grease on the soon to be cum-filled chutes.

As the breeding-pen is opened to the waiting stallions, Stable Master Snow takes hold of their huge cocks and leads them to a mare-slut for impregnation. Stallion Zander Woodz is paired with mare Finn. Stallion Smith Sterling to mare Canyon and stallion Oz Donis to mare Felix.

Mare Felix bites his lip with excitement when he feels the heat of a horse cock near his ass. He twists and pulls his muscular pierced tits as stallion Oz seeks access to his mare-cunt, hidden beneath the mare’s impressively thick, floppy uncut cock and huge set of heavy low hangers.

The stallions tease the holes before them, working fingers and tongues into the puckered cum collectors. Behind the wall, the mares, nervously excited and horny, wait to be prick punctured. Each hole is swiftly invaded by flared heads and long veiny shafts that redistribute the guts tightly gripping the throbbing horse meat, as it demands passage into the deepest recesses of the mare-cunts.

The stallions fuck for as long as possible. Clearing their minds to prolong the sensation currently milking their schlongs. They switch from one hole to another. They fuck slow. Then fast. They fuck hard. They fuck deep.

For the mares, it is a long, sweaty and muscle wrecking journey being fucked into submission. Understanding that their mare-cunts now belong to the stallions. This isn’t about their pleasure. It is about breaking their holes, training them to accept any stallion cock, anytime, anywhere.

The non-stop thrashing, hammering into and against their prostates make the mares coo, dumbly murmuring at the destruction, of ever having an asshole that could close completely again. The nerves in their demolished mare-cunts feel each cock stiffen before unleashing its seed, flooding their holes in stallion spunk. It is a confirmation that they have completed their current purpose, they are the stallion’s cumdump, an honored vessel that proudly takes and absorbs every drop. And when a stallion pulls out, their mare-hole is to stay parted, permitting access to the next stallion who needs to fuck.

Once stallions Smith, Oz and Zander are drained, they are escorted out of the pen, leaving mares Canyon, Finn and Felix still tightly secured to the Breeding Wall. With their busted holes outpouring stallion DNA onto the floor, they rest, eagerly awaiting the next group of stallions they will service.