Turning Trix

"Gllrk... gllahhl... gllmmnnff!"

A spray of thick, mucousy saliva shot out around the cock between Trixie's lips, splashing onto the human's pelvis and dripping down his thighs. Trails of saliva ran down from her nostrils where she had been forced to snort it out, her lips pressed tight to a human groin, and her flushed cheeks were stained by trails of black eyeliner. The human held her head in both hands, one gripping her jaw from below, the other wrapped around her horn tight enough to send spikes of blinding-white pain through her head with every stroke.

The two humans had been at this for half a hour. The older human's cock was now clean, but the foul taste from earlier had been so thoroughly massaged into Trixie's tongue and gums that all the drooling in the world couldn't rid her of it. Her sense of smell was mostly muted from crying, and the only thing she could smell underneath was the tang of his balls. The man behind her hadn't let up any either. He seemed to have a sixth sense for when she was adjusting to the discomfort. As the pain of having her ass split wide by a cock lessened, he increased the violence of his thrusts, forcing her to brace her back muscles against each one so that it didn't feel like her spine was being bent over double.

"Real tight throat, slut..." muttered her oral rapist, "this is as good as any pussy, horse or human..."

"Wanna give her ass a shot?"

"Sure." He chuckled, "Unless the lady here has any objections."

"Glrk!" With a cock buried in her face, all she could do was splutter helplessly.

"Yeah, she's fine with it, let's switch it up."

Trixie cried out as the human pulled out from her mouth. A thick bridge of throat-slop ran between her lips and the tip of his cock. She cringed and squealed as he grabbed the mess in his hand and rubbed it into her face. Both men high-fived and walked off to the side to get a drink of beer each, leaving her to sob and shudder. Her ass was raw, her throat felt like she'd been gargling moonshine and smoking nettles, and every muscle in her body was trembling. She could hear a rattling sound, and realized it was her hooves shivering against the cold concrete floor.

The older human walked behind her, smacked her rump hard enough that her hind legs almost gave out, and pressed his hips up against her butt. He thrust a few times, his cock sliding up and down between her buttocks. "Check this out," he said to his companion.

A cold shock ran over Trixie as the man behind her poured the dregs of his beer over her head. She sputtered weakly as the cold, fizzy liquid ran soaked into her mane and ran down her face. In its own way, it felt more humiliating than the blowjob that had preceded it. She gasped as the human pressed his knob against her well-fucked asshole and penetrated her.

She gritted her teeth to bear the pain, but that earned her a swift slap from the other human who now stood in front of her. "Mouth open, Trixie. No shirking."

He rubbed the tip of his cock against her sealed lips. If not for the steel ring holding her neck in place, Trixie would have recoiled. Though it wasn't visibly discoloured, it was obvious from the smell that he had just reamed out her ass.

She shook her head as best she could, and through gritted teeth muttered, "That's just been in my ass, surely you don't expect Trixie to--glah!"

The human had pushed two thumbs into her mouth, and used his strong grip to pry her jaw open before shoving his dirty dick inside. "I know exactly where my cock has been, slut, and now you're gonna clean it. If I feel your teeth, I'm pulling them out."

Trixie sobbed as the brute fucked her face. The earthy, stomach-churning taste of her own ass-juices was overpowering. This one wasn't determined to plunder her throat, but his cock felt absurdly hard, like velvet over warm steel, and every thrust he made felt like a punch in the tonsils. All she could do was suck and sob.

They worked her over for some time. Each of the humans had a set of 'tricks' for her, none of which seemed to increase their pleasure, but all of which either hurt or degraded her. The older one would bottom out in her ass and then make circles with his hips, making his cock feel like a baseball bat being twisted inside her ass, or reach underneath her to roughly pinch her clit as he fucked her. The one in front liked to force his cock deep and then slap her on the back of the skull until she felt like she was having a heart attack, and he would force her to look up at him, only to spit in her eye.

"You deserve every fucking thing you've got coming to you today," growled the one in front as he forced her to lick his sweaty ballsack, "you're too fucking dumb and prissy to even get an enema before a day like this, and now you're gonna see what we do with dumb prissy sluts."

Trixie said nothing, and merely kept licking even as her jaw was seizing up from pain and terror. She tried to distract herself and stay calm, but there was no sense that was not being assaulted. Closing her eyes only amplified the sound of her rapists' grunts, concentrating on breathing was impossible while she had to lick sweaty nutsack, focusing on the actions she could control made the sensation of the wiry black hairs dragging across her tongue even more disgusting, and every time she tried to hole up inside her own mind, the humiliation of being placed in such a degrading predicament ran circles around her head until a particularly savage thrust into her ass brought her back to reality.

The pain in her ass burned hotter with every second. She dimly realized that the only lubricant the human fucking her had used was her own saliva and whatever remnants of lube the last one had left behind, and now the spit had soaked into his skin, he was all but fucking her dry. She knew he wouldn't grease up any, not even for his own comfort. Not when he could watch her suffer instead. She wondered if they would ever stop.

"Open wide!"

The man answered her silent question by pushing the head of his cock between her lips, gripping her beer-soaked mane tight enough to pull her face taut, and grunting as he climaxed. The first spurt hit the back of her tongue, overwhelmingly salty, the second made her cheeks bulge out as she started to swallow, and the fourth spilled out of her nose. He pulled out as she hacked and coughed, sending two more thick ropes across her face, one hitting her horn. His thumb went over her eyelid, making her gurgle in pain as he pried it open to squeeze the last drop directly into her eye.

She felt like she was drowning. It was a struggle to breathe without swallowing, and a struggle to swallow without coughing, and for every drop she did gulp down, more flowed back in down her sinuses. The taste wasn't as horrible as she'd imagined, but it was far from pleasant -- almost stingingly salty, with a metallic bitterness that stallion jizz didn't have.

A similar set of grunts sounded out from behind her. She winced as the cock pulled all the way out of her ass, and then felt something warm and wet splash under her tail. He was jerking off over her ass and pussy. Though she couldn't tell for certain, he seemed to have just as much cum as his friend. Trixie shuddered as he stepped away, feeling the jizz slowly cooling on her dock before dripping down her pussy.

Before she'd even finished swallowing, his filthy cock was forced between her lips. Her ass tasted no better on this one, turning her stomach, making the cum taste downright delicious by comparison. Once she had sucked it, he pulled back his foreskin and made her lick up the grim, grainy mess underneath.

"So wadja think?" said one of the humans as he donned a bathrobe.

"Eh. Average. Tight ass, but kinda lazy," said the other. "How 'bout you, slut? You like getting spitroasted?"

Trixie coughed up sperm, and glared daggers at him with her one good eye. "Trixie hopes she n-never sees you again!"

The pair laughed. "Oh, we'll be back, we've got a weekend pass," said the older one, "and we always come back for the cleanup..."

"You're evil! You're the worst... creatures I've ever had the misfortune to encounter!"

They laughed again as they walked out of the doors. "You might change your mind about that," said one, turning to face her, "I hear the next guys have a group discount."

He closed the door behind him. Something felt very heavy in Trixie's stomach, and it wasn't just the cum.