Becoming a stallion.

Diana came back literally covered in cum, the large group of young men were so excited that they couldn't wait their turn to use her, all the ones that were not using one of her three holes jerked off on her while they waited.

She was a little pissed to know just how much you would earn to impregnate the creatures, it made the 40 rands she billed for a three hour gang bang quite ridiculous. On the other hand she couldn't stop laughing at the fact that you would have to fuck two piles of stinky fat and taunting you about the jewelry that would soon ornate your cock.

"Can they put a ring in it instead of studs? We could put a leash on his thing to walk him around, or tie it to a chain to make sure he doesn't waste his precious golden seed by fucking sluts or jerking off. " she proposed, with her whole body driping of cum she was the only one around that could be called a slut and you still never fucked her.

"There are no options, Smith." You cut her before she could continue. "Those piercings have cultural significance; they are not designed to fulfill your sick fantasies." Diana looked to Lisa for support, but this time your mistress backed you up.

"He's right, this is a ritual thing based on ancient tradition. They are done in a special order depending on events, they don't choose where or when to get them." You wondered if Lisa's taking your side had anything to do with the fact that you were having sex with her. Alternatively, it could be because of the money you were bringing in, either way Smith was pouting as her lover refused to support her. "From what I picked up talking around. refusing a scar or ornament you deserve is a great dishonor. " You hadn't got this information but had guessed that you wouldn't get much option to refuse them.

Diana went away to wash herself in a snit. She did it alone; Nawimbe, the only female **** of the farm was busy in the kitchen, getting a male to rid her of the cum that covered her would be counterproductive as the amount of cum in or on her was unlikely to diminish.

The afternoon was not an idle one, someone brought to the shop a set of gas powered power tools, drills and chainsaws mostly. They were in a sorry state, parts damaged by use and lack of care, rust and an accumulation of a mixture of dirty grease and sawdust.

A hard bargain ended with both you and Diana having to turn 5 broken drills and 5 broken saws in 3 working devices of each type in exchange for 60 rands and the left over parts. Stripping apart and cleaning the machines occupied both of you all afternoon, identifying what worked and what didn't, finding ways to fix it, it reminded you why you became an engineer and got your mind focused on something else than the next day. Working side-by-side with Smith was much better than being mocked by her even if the sight of her freshly cleaned body was a bit of a distraction.

Only when you were done at the shop did you start thinking about what you were expected to do on Diallo's farm. The dinner was as much of a feast as it always was but somehow it felt like the last meal of a prisoner.

Once again Diana would sleep in a real bed with Lisa in the guest room of the farm, you didn't complain too much as it meant that you would join Nawimbe in the **** quarters, you would spend the night in the small mat happily as long as it was in her company.

"You must be happy! You will get your first insert, it is a great moment for a boy." The lean-figured **** said to you as you lay together, you were holding her in your arms unable to keep your hands away from her tits. Nawimbe had found your fondness for cuddling strange at first but didn't mind it, you were an exotic foreigner and it naturally went with a few peculiar things habits.

"I know but I can't stop thinking about what I will have to do and that those things must hurt when they put them in." you replied kissing her in the neck and then on her breasts.

"I spoke with some of Mr Diallo's slaves before, they said that fucking the golden tits isn't that bad, as long as you don't mind the smell. You shouldn't worry about the inserts they are there to give pleasure, not pain. I never heard a boy say that it hurt to get them. " You appreciated her trying to comfort you, but for all she knew those things could hurt like hell but no one dared to complain to look strong and manly.

"Alex do you like my ass?" Nawimbe asked you. It was a strange question, you liked every single bit of her body and the kind personality that animated it.

"Of course Nawimbe, who wouldn't love it? You have one of the finest asses that I ever seen, even in pictures. Why do you ask?" you inquired, trying to understand what she wanted.

"It's just that you've never used it, I was thinking that you didn't like it." she answered.

"Use it? You mean... " you couldn't believe it. A girl having sex with you, willingly, for free, without gaining anything from it in exchange, those were already an outlandish idea a week ago. A girl that complained that you didn't fuck her ass, that was just incredible. In the federation such acts were reserved for really kinky action in committed couples as a rare event or sordid practice with the most debased whores, most women thought of it as a barbaric thing best relagated to history.

"I got it really clean and brought some grease, if you want to try it tonight. " she pointed, turning back to show you her ass, even parting her buttcheeks to reveal a nice clean butthole.

As your only answer you dipped your fingers in the cup of grease and rubbed them on her ass. As you worked a finger inside of it to prepare her your rubbed some on your dick with your other hand.

You were feeling the strong pressure of her anus almost sucking in your finger and were impatient to see how it would feel on your cock. Luckily, Nawimbe was as eager as you. She got on all fours and once you could get two fingers in and made sure that she was lubed correctly you mounted her like a stallion on a mare.

It was a little harder to get into her ass than in her pussy but your effort were rewarded. You could only get the tip of your newly enhanced cock in at first, you felt like she was pushing but you had once read that it was the only way to open when doing this. At least you weren't worried about the dirty side of things, your finger having scouted the hole returned perfectly clean, but it bust hurt to have an object that big reamed into a hole as tight as this.

"Get more in, don't be afraid. You're doing great, just go a little faster." she encouraged you with short gasps, your caution was unjustified and she wanted more, and thanks to the milk of the strange creatures you would soon mount you have more to give her.

Longer strokes, more frequent, more forceful you were soon sliding most of your cock in and out of her ass, as a total surprise she seemed to really enjoy it, much more than when you did it normally with her.

"Oh yeah, just like that.... Come on don't slow I'm almost there." she coached you to correctly fuck her ass. "Ahhhhhhhhhh oh yeah that was so good."

Either because it was a habit or not to shock you she washed your cock with a towel rather than her mouth, it allowed you to kiss her before falling asleep.

Both of you woke up three times this night and each time Nawimbe wouldn't let a perfectly functional erection go to waste. You got a blow job, fucked her normally and even went back in her ass in the early morning.

Getting up before the sun is an insane practice, not having cafeinated beverage was insane too, you were using Nawimbe as a substitute for you addiction, not realizing that she was a much stronger **** than coffee.

After a short breakfast you are led to Mr Diallo, not in the barn but one the other buildings of the farm.