The Quest

Time stood still in Cactus Spear's little world as she was being assaulted from both ends.

Violently, Ruby Sword thrusted his thick, smelly cock inside of her, over and over again, stretching her once virgin vagina out further than anypony should have their tight cunt stretched their first time, blood welling out alongside her mare sticky juices.

That harsh pain, however, was almost nothing more than an additional annoyance compared to the other torture she was undergoing.

All her focus. All her horror. Every sliver of mental capacity she had left, were all swallowed up, by her deep, nasty kiss.

A thick, nasty slurry was forming inside her, and Sugar Sprinkle's slow-moving but strong tongue was making sure the nasty paste was being spread out everywhere inside her poor, tortured mouth.

The faint taste of vomit was sour and salty, but it was completely overtaken by the harsh, primal taste of stinking stallion-shit. Bitter, rotten, nasty, sulphuric shit. It was unbearable.

The stench, too, was unbearable.

The nasty poop smell, emitting from Sugar Sprinkle's and her own brown lips was increased tenfold each time Sugar pulled back for a second, allowing what remained of Ruby Swords once hard log to stink straight out into their nostrils.

Sugar snorted the foul stench greedily, moaning in shit-based pleasure whenever she had the chance. Cactus smelled it too. She had no choice with her mouth filled by a thick brown sludge and an aggressive tongue mushing it around. She was moaning as well, but due to suffering and nausea.

Their saliva slowly turned the stallion's collective waste to a slobby and liquidy slurry in the mares' mouths, (a log still very much present somewhere in the mix,), and they were both starting to feel numb in their respective orifices due to their their violent raping session, much to Sugar Sprinkle's dismay. She hadn't had nearly enough cock in her ass for the day according to her own slutty, dick-obsessed opinion. And now, instead of feeling like she was being made a complete bitch by a beautiful man, it felt distant... like something rubbing against your cheek after having a tooth removed.

Cactus, in the meanwhile, was at least slightly relieved that her bleeding, post-virgin cunt no longer made her cry in pain with each additional thrust from her master's throbbing cock. Yet, at the same time, the lack of feeling in her most sensitive parts scared her immensely.

That wasn't the worst of her problems, however, as the increasingly liquidy poop-sauce that was being produced by the long, foul kiss, was becoming more difficult to keep on her tongue by the second.

With her being the bottom mare in this whole, defiling ordeal, the bitter, rotten chocolate milk had but one way to drain.

Her nausea worsed as she, unwillingly, swallowed her first gulp of shit.

It went down as she immediately retched it up, causing Sugar Sprinkle above to lean in on her harder with her tongue still inside, knowing full well that the poor, crying mare below was trying to puke the shit out.

She wouldn't let her of course, both for the sake of her masters and for the good of Cactus Spear herself.

With no way to avoid it, Cactus soon had to drink again, causing her to retch and gag a second time. this horrible cycle continued for a few minutes until finally, her body gave up and she gulped shit like the slut she was supposed to be.

Sugar Sprinkle read the situation, clearly seeing the defeat in her kissing partner's blank eyes, and she decided it was time to get the big log devoured.

She leaned in even harder, using her experienced tongue to push down on what was still left of Ruby Sword's solid, bitter log. (Which was still quite a lot)

It went past Cactus Spear's uvula and with her having completely given up on fighting the nasty torture, she soon found herself deepthroating a fat turd.

Sugar made a great effort to ensure the new slave-girl knew what sucking shit felt like, trying to get her used to the torture that would be a daily part of their lives.

When she was absolutely certain that Cactus spear had been stuffed with nasty scat, she hugged the mare tightly, still kissing her.

Cactus barely reacted too overwhelmed by the torment to do anything but just lie still, whimper, and taste feces. And Whimpsering again as she felt Ruby shoot his sticky load into her tortured cunt with a deep pleased sigh.

Both Stallions pulled out of the respective mare. Satisfied with their work, and laughing and congratulating each other behind their victims.

Cactus Spear felt ready to just close her eyes and die in shame, pain, humiliation and disgust.

But with their masters retrieved, Sugar Sprinkle used her assertive dominance in this horrible learning experience to help her fellow slave. She rolled over, forcefully putting Cactus on top of her, still kissing deeply, of course. Then, she started sucking back the mushy mixture of slobby filth and shared saliva, and gulping as much of it as possible herself, stealing it out of Cactus Spear's shitty throat.

She had done her job, she had taught Cactus the meaning of being a pathetic shit-slut, but that didn't mean she had to digest such a nasty mess on her first day. Tasting it and swallowing some should be enough. She had done reasonably well, now it was time for the experienced mare to have her throat absolutely defiled.

She sucked and gulped and the filth slowly left Cactus's throat entering her own. She didn't hold back, greedily swallowing whatever nastiness she managed to retreat from the mare above her, making adorable gulping noises the entire time.

Cactus spear, having her throat slowly drained from shit felt her nauseated stomach give in and she gagged and retched as the other mare gulped.

She felt her stomach rise, and soon, with a horrible retching noise, she relieved her nausea into her toilet teacher.

Sugar Sprinkle, being a good sport, obediently drank the shit-tainted puke from the mare above her without hesitation.

Once she was done, and there were only traces of hit to share with their brown kiss, she let go of her student and allowed her to meekly roll over and fall down beside her.

Both mares were panting after heavily upon finishing the session.

Cactus was shivering, crying like a mother who had lost her child. Snot and stinking poop-puke ran down her cheeks and her intense nausea had her stomach rumbling loudly even after relieving herself of most of the manure inside of her.

Sugar was much calmer, panting more due to her excitement and workout with her brand new toilet-trainee.

Although she felt at least slightly nauseated as well, her stomach had gotten used to being stuffed with piss, cum, and shit almost as often as food and water. She was more than used to being a living toilet, and the sickening feeling usually didn't get to her unless her meal was particularly revolting.

This one was bad... bad enough to make her really feel it, but not horrible enough to make her regret her life choices in any meaningful way.

"Alright, girls," came a masculine response from Deputy, as he stretched himself after the session, Ruby sitting down against a tree, enjoying the afterglow of the moment.

"Ten-minute break," he continued. "Then we get a move on."

Sugar Sprinkle nodded happily, still panting in nauseated delight, while Cactus Spear laid moaning beside her, not really caring about the command for the moment being.

The stallions went to pack up their stuff, looking over the map of the area while the mares recovered.

As soon as the ten minutes were up, they were packed and ready to leave. Two large pack-backs standing ready for the slaves to carry.

Sugar was quick to get to the baggage when Ruby whistled to signal that they were now ready to leave.

She ran to them with eager as per usual, taking the bigger of the two onto her back, groaning a little as it was quite heavy, but smiling at her owners as she got it in place. Her smile grew ever brighter as she got a small approving nod back from Ruby.

Cactus Spear, in the meanwhile, was still lying down, tending her nausea and emotional defeat. She closed her eyes with a whimper of fear as she heard the stallions approach her.

"You need to get up now. We're leaving," explained Ruby Sword in a calm tone.

She shook her head gently.

"Please... Leave me be," she moaned in utter self-pity, much to the now chuckling stallions' amusement.

They looked at each other for a moment, both with a smirk and a lifted brow, before Deputy gave Ruby a nod, indicating that he could go ahead and choose how she would be punished.

"Here's the deal, missy. You can either get up now, like we commanded you to, or have our dicks rubbed all over your face until you verbally agree to get up," explained Ruby Star in a dominant tone of voice.

"Uff, bro, lovely choice. I really don't mind if you choose the latter, bitch," added Deputy with a cruel chuckle, his cock already starting to grow at the thought.

Cactus started crying again, but she did not move even a little for them, feeling too abused to even attempt doing as they asked of her-

The stallions looked at each other once more, sharing an expression of calm surprise before Ruby Star shrugged and Deputy licked his lips.

Ruby's cock began bulging as well as they prepared themselves for a little extra playtime with the newest member of their harem.

Cactus watched in fear as their shafts were throbbing once more, raising like spears, ready to abuse her.

Cocks hard like bricks, they began circling around the broken mare like sharks in the water, her tears still rolling gently down her cheeks.

A red aura overtook Cactus's body and a moment later she felt it being moved against her will. She sent a pleading gaze towards the fellow slave standing packed like a donkey in the background. She was forced to sit against a tree, Ruby's magic placing her head in a good height for her torturers' convenience. Her front hooves were promptly tied around the trunk of the tree behind her, holding her in place for them so they could relax while wiping off their dicks on her face.

Sugar Sprinkle, noticing the pleading eyes, just gave her an annoyed huff back in response, angry that she was wasting her owners' precious time with her disobedience. (Or more so that she wasn't part of the "fun," herself, really.)

Cactus barely got to see that however, before Ruby Sword got in front of her, taking away her attention.

Placing his front hooves against the tree, he slowly rose to hind legs, getting his thick, musky stallionhood close to the bound, abused mare, its stench radiating from its warm, cheesy head.

She turned her neck in disgust but as she turned her face, she was merely greeted by the tip of Deputy's smegma drenched shaft, gently kissing her muzzle with its cum-covered end, garnished with the scents of the mare he just raped sweaty, musky asshole.

She let out a disgusted yelp before the stallions started to violently grind their nasty dicks around in her facial fur, smearing her with head cheese, musk, cum, stink, and residue from her own vagina, as well as Sugar Sprinkle's stinky ass.

She shook her head violently while crying, but no matter what she did, for the time being, she was doomed to be a cock towel.

After five minutes of struggling, The humiliation and harsh masculine scents had her subdued, and she reluctantly gave up resisting.

She just sat still, whimpering while the stallions guided their dicks where they wanted them. Over her nostrils for her to really smell them. Over her eyes to make them burn with their sourness. Over her lips to smear their grime on her like foul lipstick.

She took it all, unwillingly but without more struggling, giving in to her fate.

After ten long, excruciating minutes, the stallions finally retract, enjoying the sight of the musk-smeared mare.

"Well, dick sniffer... Will you agree to get up now?" asked Ruby Sword with a small, somewhat feminine smirk.

The mare opened her teary eyes and looked up at them, with defeat in her eyes.

"Y-yes..." she muttered under her breath, tasting the grime of her own stink-smeared lips as she spoke.

Deputy's smile grew wider, causing her heart to skip a beat.

"Good girl, but since we're in the middle of some cock torture, why don't we finish off with that Blowjob you still owe me?"

Ruby laughed, both due to Deputy's cruel request and due to Cactus's frightened facial expression.

"Man, bro... That's harsh!" said the slightly smaller stallion giving his partner a gentle bump in the side.

"She was being disobedient, was she not?" answered the sheriff, while poking his tongue at Cactus like a schoolyard bully.

Ruby laughed again, talking a hoof to his mouth as he tried to hold back.

"Alright, alright... You want a blowjob? She'll give you a blowjob. Shove it in her and make her your dick drinker. In the meantime, I'll keep mine against her snout. We'll make sure that she gets the full dirty dick experience. Smell and taste."

Cactus's eyes shut wide open hearing their conversation, gaining newfound strength to fight them.

"No! Please! No! I'll get up for you! I'll get up, my masters!" she shouted while struggling, ready to do just about anything to avoid more stinky torture. But her shouting was cut off abruptly as Ruby took control of her head and held it in place for them against the tree with his crimson magic.

She cried as said magic slowly pried open her mouth wide, Deputy positioning himself for her, pressing down on his hard, enormous shaft slightly to align it with her maw.

"Ready?" he asked, knowing she couldn't answer.

She closed her eyes and whimpered softly.

Slowly, he let his shaft move forwards, her panting in displeasure and both the smell and the thought of having to suck on something so dirty.

Gently, he pressed himself against her shivering lips. And with the tiniest bit of extra force, the thick head of his massive cock made it passed them, going inside of her, rubbing filth against her teeth before his rank, musky stallion stick slid inside of her further, crawling over her poor tongue at a snail's pace. (Leaving a trail of grime like a snail-track as well.)

Cactus gargled on the grimy cock, being forced to take the foul, cheesy taste without complaints, and her eyes rolled back in disgust, her cheeks turning even greener than their usual shade.

Giving his friend a hoof bump of torturous approval, Ruby Sword pressed his cock against Cactus's nose to make sure her ar quality was as awful as her saliva's taste.

She moaned in misery. She could even taste Sugar's ass on top of the thick layer of horse musk.

Gently, Deputy forced himself in even deeper, poking her uvula in the process of slowly fucking her face. Going back and forth in gentle thrusts, adoring the sound of her gargling and gagging against his cock.

Ruby lived her sounds as well, and the feeling of her deeply sniffing his dick, due to hyperventilating while having her mouth full, was wonderful as well.

The abuse was bliss to the stallions, and worse than Tartarus to the mare, her only comfort being that at least she wasn't currently being forced literal feces.

Deputy started to breath more heavily, his cock throbbing more quickly in his cock-sleeves throat. And Ruby, in an effort to cum alongside his friend, started to violently throb the tip of his sticky dick around against the poor mare's exposed nostrils, pleasuring himself with her two, still rapidly sniffing holes.

With a deep, pleasurable sigh, Deputy released his salty shot of life. Shooting his protein load directly down his victims already overfilled throat, letting if flood up and fill her mouth.

Her cheeks puffed out with nausea, cum, and other male biproducts. She let out a moaning gargle at the stuff started to leak out of her nostrils, still pressed against Ruby's cock. But what cum left her nasaly was swiftly forced down once more as Ruby came outside her face, forced some back inside with the pressure of his own canon, and blasting the rest all over her face.

Sweating and giving each other a good shoulder pat, the two stallions retracted from their cum gulper, taking a moment to admire their work of art... A coughing mare, dripping with musk, head-cheese and feces from every orifice.

Ruby Sword waited a good long while before undoing the rope, letting the mare slide down the tree trunk and land on her back.

"Now, stand," he commanded, dominance overtaking his normally lighthearted voice completely, seeming to be in trait contrast of how casually cruel he was being just a moment ago.

With a deep, smelly sigh, fearing further torture, and with her captors watching with glee, the mare slowly staggered to her weak hooves, her knees shaking.

Deputy pointed at the second backpack that contained the rest of their baggage.

"No more complaints now, slave. Carry your burden."

Slowly, Cactus Spear dragged her tortured body over to the large package and tried to put it on. But in her weakened state, there was no helping it.

She looked up at Sugar who still just stood there, waiting for them to be ordered to leave like some obedient dog.

The pink slut rolled her eyes and sighed, before helping the backpack onto her fellow stink-slave.

"There," she said sternly. "Now, don't make life harder for our masters again!" she finished with a huff.

Cactus looked down in shame. "S-sorry," she mumbled, hating herself a little.

Their moment of slave talk was ended shortly, however, as Ruby Sword called out from in front of them.

"Come now, girls. Sugar, I'll let you choose your travel buddy first."

Sugar's ears immediately perked upon hearing this, and her attention turned from Cactus to Ruby in a split second.

Cactus, taking a back by Sugar's overly excited response, and not knowing what Travel buddy was supposed to mean, (but knowing them not liking the sound of it either way,) turned her attention to the stallions as well.

She gulped at what she saw...

Deputy and Ruby stood side by side, their tails raised high, assed turned towards them. And from their hips hung what looked like a leather harness, complete with a mouthpiece and all.

"Oh, umm. Garrh! It's so hard to choose!" whined Sugar indecisively, eyes held shut, whilst clopping her hooves rapidly where she stood.

Her eyes danced back and forth between the dirty assholes and sweaty balls of both of her beloved owners, weighing her options in her submissive mind.

"Mmmm. I was with Ruby last time, so I suppose it's fair I take Deputy now," she finally said, eagerly running to the beige-brown stallion, starting to attach the harness to her face.

Cactus watched in horror as she put in the mouthpiece and restrained the lock herself, the harness forcing her to keep her muzzle, mouth held agape, less than an inch away from Deputy's rear end. The only movement these leather reins allowed her, was to move her muzzle up and down from the dock of his tail to his thick, dangling ballsack, and to press her face against her the stallion's stinky parts if she so desired... Or if he desired it would seem, as it became apparent the moment Deputy lifted his strong tail, that the leather strap around was meant to tighten the harness, making it so he could make her rub her snout against him with force.

"You're with me, then, stink-face."

Cactus's attention was broken as Ruby spoke to her, and she turned her neck away from the display of Sugar eagerly licking and sniffing Deputy's ballsack.

She looked up at Ruby's ass crack, the harness hanging ready for her, him sending her an arrogant smirk over his ass cheek.

"Don't worry, I'll restrain the harness for you, you just get into position."

She wanted to plea... But she knew by now it would do her no good.

Slowly, and with a heavy heart, she walked towards the stallion without saying a thing, the sound of Sugar slobbily worshipping balls still ringing in her ears.

She took a deep breath before she forced her face in between Ruby's curvy ass cheeks, her muzzle almost touching his visibly filthy anus.

Her heart was pounding as she felt the leather strap itself onto her with magic, the mouthpiece forcing her mouth open.

For what felt like the hundredth time that day, she started to cry.

She gave up holding her breath right as the stallions started walking, tugging their slaves after them like living carriages, any bump in the road causing them to bump their muzzles into their asses and testicles.

Desperate for air, Cactus greedily sucked in Ruby's musk, whimpering gently as she smelled him. How embarrassing to end up sniffing the same stallion's rankness this eagerly two whole times in just one day.

Together, the four wandered into the depth of the forest.

Two musky masters.

Two sniffing slaves.

Adventures awaited them.