Public humiliation

As the guy between my legs penetrated me, the man who had just cum in me laughed, “If she wants to fuck a horse. There is one in the quad of campus.”

I moaned and I heard my lover’s girlfriend mimic me. “I know what you are talking about, as soon as the dude in her cunt is done, we can take her there.”

I groaned again as the guy currently pounding me continued. “You have a horse on campus?” I asked.

The guy fucking me shuddered, “Fuck, this will be good.” He said. I was a little confused about his response, while relishing his cock pounding me.

As the taunting continued and with my mouth free of cock or cunt, I started to urge the guy on. “Please breed me,” I begged him, “breed me then give me to your horse to do the same, please.” He didn’t last very long and was soon adding his load to my already soppy cunt. “Yes!” I screamed as I felt him fill me, “thank you for breeding me.”

As he pulled out of my cunt the woman grabbed me by the mane and pulled me to my feet. “Now for a stallion to have its turn.” I moaned at the roughness of her action and the kinkiness of her words.

I was dragged towards the front door, still only wearing my painted zebra attire as cum ran down my legs. As we were getting close Jeff saw us, “Hey, where you taking the zebra? I was hoping to get a little one on one time,” he complained.

The woman who held my main answered, for me, “We’re taking her to the quad to fuck the horse.”

Jeff laughed, “Oh this I have got to see,” he said as he came over, “maybe I can make use of that mouth while your cunt is stuffed with bronze.”

It was only then I realised they were talking about a horse statue. A few extra people joined the group as I was dragged out the door, outside was getting cold and I became concerned, how cold would the bronze be when we got there.

I was led across the campus, keeping to narrower side streets and walkways so we wouldn’t be seen. My nipples hardened at the cold standing to firm points, it was not unobserved by the group. “She’s looking forward to the bronze cock,” Jeff teased.

I smiled towards him, “Hey, you guys paid for me tonight, so if this is what you want to do with me.”

He groaned, “Oh there are so many other things we are going to do with you.”

The quad was empty when we got there. In the middle, at the intersection of four footpaths, stood a stone plinth, topped with a bronze horse statue, four spotlights shone up at it and I realised I would be completely exposed. I couldn’t help but laugh as I looked up at it. Why on earth someone thought it was a good idea to make a bronze horse statue with and erection in a university campus I would never know.

“Yeah,” Jeff said, “At Christmas time, it gets a wreath on it’s cock, at Easter it gets bunny ears. Right now, though, it’s going to get a zebra slut.”

The woman who had been taunting me the last hour pushed me towards the plinth.