A Tempestuous state of affairs

Prologue

Seven years ago, Humanity learnt that we were not alone, that there were other intelligent species. But the beings we encountered were not aliens in the sense of “extra-terrestrials”, but extra-dimensionals. The attack came without warning, and there was no time to organise a serious defence. Our weapons were useless against the magic they wielded. One-by-one, the governments of the world surrendered. And now, Humanity is nothing more than a slave species, with but a few pockets of free Humans. This my experience, told as it happened.

Chapter one

Light and noise overpowered me as we were brought out into the courtyard from the dark and quiet holding cells. We were lined up on a stage in front of the rulers of this land, with a crowd of excited Ponies behind us. I had heard horror stories about the slave markets of the Ponies, but the reality was far worse. I could feel the eyes of hundreds of mares upon me, and heard their excited chatter. There were twenty-six new men, twenty six cocks for them to ogle at – and perhaps buy for themselves.

'My most divine Majesties, here is the first batch of men captured in the most recent round of searches. I present them for you to claim any that you wish, as is your right.' announced the lead slaver – a gelded unicorn Stallion

'And where were these ones found?'

'These are from a hidden village in the country called “Wales”, your Majesty. I hope that at least a few meet with your approval.' he replied

Daybreaker stood and slowly made her way down the line, inspecting each man, followed by her sister. She checked his eyes, teeth and of course, his genitals. They made a few comments to each other about him before moving on. Eventually, they reached my position. It was humiliating to be chained and naked before her as she poked and prodded at me with her magic, and she seemed to take longer with me than those before me.

'Hmm, he's not bad, but not quite up to the standards of my prime royal stock. However...' she said, trailing off in contemplation

'Tempest Shadow! Come forth!' she bellowed abruptly

A pony with dark fur and a broken horn came forward, and bowed low. 'How may I serve, your Majesty?'

'In turning over the Storm King. You removed the one remaining obstacle to my plan. In thanks, I give you this Human. Breed him well and often, the Equestrian Empire needs the foals of these Human men. For every foal you have, I will devote more energy into restoring your horn.'

'If I could, I would birth a whole battalion in your name, my Princess!' she replied, with another bow

Daybreaker laughed 'I believe you would, I do believe you would.'

She moved on, and I was unchained from the others and taken to the area where sales were finalised, followed by Tempest.

'Name?' asked the elderly mare at the counter

'Taran' I answered automatically

'I was talking to her, not you!' snapped the clerk

'Tempest Shadow.'

'And we know the name of the slave.' she added tartly, adding my name in the appropriate place

'This,' she said said levitating it up for Tempest to see 'is your certificate of ownership, do not lose it.'

'I won't. Slave, hold on to that for me.'

Silently, I obeyed.

'This is your breeding schedule.' The clerk added, producing a rather plain booklet

'You are to detail your oestrus cycle and how often you mate. As you see it's in triplicate. Reports are to be filed at the end of each month. The white copy you keep, the blue is sent to the national EQB programme office, and the yellow is sent directly to Their divine Majesties. Last but not least, this is your pregnancy package. In you will find pregnancy testing kits, hints and tricks to improve fertility as well as all the information you need to know about what to expect during and after being pregnant with a hybrid foal.'

'Thank you, is that all?' Tempest asked

'Not quite. I am required to inform you that if after a period of three months from today's date you are not in foal, both you and your slave will be subject to fertility testing to find the cause. If it is subsequently found that you are both fertile, we will know you have made false breeding reports. The penalties are dire for such a crime. When you do fall pregnant, you will be given the best care possible. Upon the birth of a live foal, you will be given a care package of blankets, nappies and other foal care items.'

'And milk formula?' Tempest asked nervously

'No. Their divine Majesties have decreed that all EQB foals are to suckle directly from their mothers teats wherever possible. If you cannot produce sufficient milk, a Human wet nurse will be found.'

'Well then, I must be going. Slave take those and put them in my saddlebag.'

Again I complied, knowing that for now, it was best. As I followed my new owner, I couldn't resist taking one last look at my fellow captives, men I had grown up with and fought side by side with. They were all being led away – presumably to be sold on the open market. Except one that is. Owain, our leader, who had been unchained from the others, and now had an ornate golden collar around his neck.

'Eyes front slave!' Tempest barked, and cowed by the fierceness in her voice, I obeyed

The journey to her home passed in sullen silence. I hated life, myself and all the Ponies around me. Being naked in public would normally have brought a blush to my cheeks, but I was too incensed at my situation to blush.

'In!' Tempest ordered brusquely

I entered her home, stooping slightly to avoid hitting my head on the lintel. Inside was a rather Spartan home, with simple furniture, bare wooden floors and no bookshelves, artwork or potted plants.

'Sit!' she ordered

I sat on the cold floor cross-legged like at assembly when I was a boy.

'Listen to me slave, and listen well. You belong to me now, I am your mistress and you will obey. By the decree of her divine Majesty you and I are to breed so that I may bring forth better, stronger, faster and more hardy foals. The rumour has it that you Humans far exceed stallions in stamina and technique, so I will expect more than a few thrusts before you finish. And never forget – in spite of what I may say or do during our matings, I see you as nothing more than a tool I use to sate my urges and for expanding the power of the Empire. Is that clear?'

'Crystal clear.' I replied bitterly

'Is that a note of defiance I heard, hmm?' she replied, bringing her face close to mine

'Of course it is! I was happy in my village, and then your slave gang came and brought us here! Do you think I'll just fuck you and be a happy little slave? I know I'll never be able to escape, but what I can to is just not obey. I'm going to waste all my seed so there is none for you – not unless you plan on getting it out of rags, tissues and wherever else I leave it for you to find. Maybe I'll even wank on your face as you sleep!' I said, in as acid a tone as I could

To my dismay, she began to laugh.

'I'm so glad that you decided to try the path of resistance! It's always more fun that way.'

'Y-yeah, well what are you going to do? It's not like you can force me.'

'That's true, but I don't need to. I have something that will make you BEG me to let you mate with me.'

'You're lying!' I spat out

'I never lie.'

She opened a draw from a cabinet behind her and pulled out a male chastity device.

'Do you know what this is? It's a device you Humans invented to stop those monkey dicks from getting hard. I've seen videos of them in use, and once I could afford one, I bought one for such a day as this.'

Without warning, she jabbed her horn stub into my midsection, and a jolt of electricity coursed through my body, making me spasm and loose the power of movement. In that brief span, she somehow managed to get me into the contraption.

'Now, I am going to tease you and make you so desperate for it that you will be begging me to release you – in every sense of the word. I think I will start with making you put your mouth to better use than you have so far.'

'What -'

My question was cut short by her turning around, flicking her tail to one side and spreading her hind legs.

'Get in there slave!' she ordered

Slowly, with an argument raging in my head, I began lowering my face to her equine backside

'Do it, now!' Tempest yelled, mashing her horse pussy into my face 'Lick!'

I began to lick experimentally at first, fearful of her displeasure if I did it wrong. She had a taste unlike anything I'd ever known. She was creamy and somewhat sweet, with just a hint of sourness. Her smell too was strangely intoxicating – a heady mix that had my dick straining against its little cage already.

'That's it my slave, go harder, explore my pussy with that tongue! And stroke my flanks too!' she moaned

I complied, probing her vaginal entrance and making laps around her clitoris. I also began stroking the fur on her haunches

'Ahh, yes! The stories were true! Even an unwilling Human is a million times better than any stallion! Mmm, fuck! Suck my clit, and touch my teats!!'

I slid my hands to her inner thighs and searched for her teats. I found them to be two velvet smooth mounds that in Human terms would be a low “A” cup size, capped by stiff nipples, that I instinctively tweaked.

'That's right, play with your mistresses teats! Don't forget the clit now!'

I sucked on her clit as it winked out and the response was instantaneous. She let out a husky moan, and began to tremble.

'Keep going! Don't stop don't you dare stop!' she commanded

For the next few minutes, my world shrank to her toned haunches, the taste and smell of her pussy and the dull ache between my legs as my body attempted to achieve release. Eventually, she came. It started as a low moan and a twitch in her left hind leg that built to a deafening shriek and a massive full body convulsion. At the very end, a splash of her secretions splashed over my face. Once her orgasm had passed, she took a few shaky steps forward, leaving me to slump in a heap, incapacitated by the pain of denied relief.

'My poor, poor slave.' she said mockingly ' does it hurt? Does the stupid ape want to cum?'

'God damn you!' I panted, pushing the fringe of my brown hair off my sweat and marecum soaked face

Tempest giggled like a mischievous schoolgirl

'Just what I like to hear. Now, clean it up while I catch my breath.'

With a grunt, I forced myself to one knee.

'And where are you going? I said to clean up that mess you made.'

At once I understood how she wanted me to “clean” the floor

Swallowing hard, I knelt to the floor and began licking up the puddle of her juices, mixed with my own pre-cum.

'Good slave, do as mistress says, and things will be a lot easier for you.' she said teasingly

When I had finished, I sat up, and awaited her next order.

'You did well, my sweet little toy. Shall I un-cage you? Shall I let you fuck my tight mare pussy? What do you think?'

I opened my mouth to answer but was cut off before I could speak

'You fool, did you forget already? That cage isn't coming off until you beg me to let you out! I've got lots more in store for you my little Human!'

My heart sank, I was totally at her mercy, and the pain and frustration was only going to get worse.