Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Dr. Stern's Menagerie - 23 Velvet meets her new caretaker; Keiko asks for vengeance on her sister; Joan forms a plan; Jimmy gets a pleasant surprise from Poo; Julia's ex-husband, his new wife and baby are taken; Julia's jealously of Poo overwhelms her; Keiko keeps her promise to Luisa, and Luisa asks to care for Velvet permanently; Snake brands the herd. *************************** At 6:15am, Luisa turned on the lights in the horse barn. She heard some shuffling, followed by chuffing noises. In the stall she could see a flash of pale skin and red hair; Velvet had awakened, and was standing on her two hooves. She nickered as Luisa walked in. "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you," the young girl said soothingly. "Mistress is gone, so I'm here to take care of you." Velvet took tiny steps towards Luisa, and sniffed her hair. Liking what she smelled, she gently butted her head against the girl. "Good girl, Velvet," Luisa said, and proceeded to muck out the dirty straw. That done, Luisa removed Velvet's tack, feeling very small as she did so. In her hoof boots, Velvet stood nearly 6 inches taller than Luisa. As she turned Velvet around to undo the buckles in the back, she felt a stream of piss hit her left boot. Velvet chuffed. Luisa giggled. "It's OK, Velvet, I understand, you're a pony." When she removed the leather hood, bridle and bit, Luisa was struck by how pretty Velvet's face was. Reaching up, Luisa took Velvet's chin in her hand and gently pulled her face down, softly kissing her lips. "You are so beautiful," she said softly, then returned to her task. With her mouth now free of the bit, Velvet whispered "Thank you." Then her eyes got wide as she realized she had spoken. Hearing this, Luisa looked sharply at her. "You spoke!" She picked up the stun baton. Velvet stood stock still, quivering in fear. Her rectum let go, and feces dropped onto the straw. Tears formed in her eyes as she waited for the shock. Luisa's heart melted, and she dropped the baton. Taking Velvet's chin in her hand again, she looked her in the eyes. "It's all right. I won't hurt you, OK? Just don't speak anymore." Looking down at the floor, Velvet nodded. Once Velvet was naked, Luisa had her lay on the straw while she cleaned up the soiled straw. She washed Velvet thoroughly, first her back, then turned her over and cleaned off her front. Her sweatshirt became soaked as she washed, so she took it off. Velvet gently reached a hand up and caressed the light brown skin of Luisa's naked breasts and 10-week baby bump. Luisa smiled, and turning away from Velvet, gently parted the pale legs to clean her pussy. The thin red bush made Luisa's mouth water; when she had finished, she lowered her mouth to Velvet's pussy lips and began tonguing the tender anatomy. Velvet softly whimpered, rocking her hips to urge Luisa on. Luisa felt Velvet pulling down on the waistband of her stretch pants, exposing her own wet pussy, then felt Velvet's warm fingers began exploring. Not stopping her own efforts, Luisa reached back and guided the fingers, first to her pussy, then to her asshole. She squealed in delight as two digits penetrated her anus and began teasingly moving in and out, and redoubled her own efforts at licking Velvet's pink goodness. Lifting one leg up and over Velvet's head, she pressed her now aching wet cunt on the pale woman's face, and felt the pink tongue tasting her own juices. Their mutual climaxes merged into one. Afterwards they lay together, Velvet's head on Luisa's chest, her lips wrapped around a swollen nipple. "You can talk to me if you want," Luisa whispered. Velvet looked up, and tears formed again in her eyes, this time from happiness. She shook her head no, then kissed Luisa deeply. As Luisa lay there she felt a warm stream against her leg where Velvet had pressed her crotch, and the unmistakable scent of urine. Velvet looked at her apologetically and chuffed. Luisa giggled. "I know, Velvet. You're a pony, you can't help it." She bent her head and began kissing the pale ponygirl again, her tongue searching for Velvet's. ****************************** Roger stood with Keiko, looking out the dark window at the lights of Chicago's Lake Shore Drive below them. Both were naked. Keiko had emptied Roger's balls so many times over the past three days, he felt like it would take a week to get more sperm built up. He turned and faced his Japanese beauty, admiring every curve, wrinkle, and stretchmark of her 5-month pregnant body. She had begun lactating, and her leaking breasts made her even more desirable. Keiko could see the admiration in his eyes, so she smiled and sank to her knees to suck his cock again. His cock was sore after so much fucking; He groaned, half in pleasure and half in pain. "Keiko, darling," he began, but stopped as her tongue brought him to hardness again. Grasping her head on either side, he pulled her towards him until her nose was buried in his bush. Keeping her hands at her sides, she choked as she tried to breathe around his flesh in her throat. He felt her throat muscles contracting, then her hands pressing on him as she began to struggle. Finally he pulled out, and she fell to the floor, gasping for breath. Standing above her, he stroked himself until a small jet of cum launched itself onto her heaving chest. Smiling now, she used her finger to collect his cum, then licked it off and swallowed it. Still half-hard, he rolled her up onto all fours and slid his cock into her slick wet pussy. She pushed back against him to start fucking, but his firm hands held her tight against him. "Dearest wife," he continued, "I would like to be able to get a word in without you taking my cock." He felt her strong vaginal muscles squeezing him, urging him to thrust. Ignoring that, he went on. "I want to give you a wedding present to go along with that diamond on your beautiful hand." "Anything you say, Master. I am your obedient wife, yours to command," Keiko cooed happily. "The last year, many things happened to us, both good and bad. I've had my vengeance. I am offering you the same. I want a name from you, the name of someone you want punished. Their punishment will be my wedding gift to you." Keiko stopped her cock teasing, her voice becoming very serious. "Master, if what you are offering is true, I have a name for you. It's my younger sister, Katsuko. I want her to suffer for taking my husband and children." Keiko allowed Roger to pull out of her, and turned towards him. An angry expression crossed her face. "It will be difficult - she's in Tokyo." Roger chuckled, and kissed his new bride on her forehead. "You have given me a name, dear wife. It shall be done. I promise. Now can we please get dressed and go out to dinner?" She did not respond, but her mouth suddenly surrounding his cock indicated the answer was `no'. "All right, room service - again!" ****************************** Swinging her legs over the edge of the bed, Joan tentatively put one bandaged foot on the floor, then the other, and rose to a standing position. Her feet were still tender from having her toes removed, but the pain was now bearable. She took small tentative steps at first. Without having toes for balance, her gait was more like a duck waddle. She had been testing and practicing a little each day - she was an athlete, a competitor. Soon she would try to escape. ************************* Back from his honeymoon, Roger had just finished thoroughly examining Poo, who sat naked on the exam table. She was healthy, her hair was growing out well, and she had gained some weight - her tits had filled out quite a bit. He opened the exam room door and asked Jimmy to come in. "Well, Jimmy, her shoulder amputation scars have healed nicely. I have to ask you, how often have you been fucking little Miss Poo here?" Jimmy chuckled. "Pretty much every time she walks by, Doc," he said. "Something about her being armless just gets me rock hard. She's a great cocksucker. When I see her bobbing up and down with my dick in her mouth with no arms, it makes me crazy. Sometimes she just walks in front of me and bends over, and I gotta tap that ass." He reached over and squeezed Poo's left tit. "And you like it, don't ya, you pretty little shit?" Poo nodded her head, an emphatic "yes'. "Well, Jimmy, I have some news. You know how we agreed to sterilize her? While I was taking her arms off, at the last minute I decided not to do that. So, you're going to be a daddy again. She's about 6 weeks pregnant." Poo's eyes got wide, a big grin on her face. Jimmy looked at Doc and smiled. "I'll be damned, Doc. Looks like I'll need a bigger mobile home if this keeps up." He looked at his brown-skinned lover. "You knew, didn't you, Poo?" She grinned again and nodded her head. "And you really want to be a momma, even with no arms?" She gave another emphatic head-bobbing, then laid back on the exam table. Spreading her legs, she looked at Jimmy and moved her hips invitingly. Roger headed for the door as Jimmy unbuckled his pants. "I think I'll leave you two lovebirds alone for a while," he said as he closed the door. ************************* It was a cool Saturday evening, and Hank Akers was pushing a stroller with a 2-month-old baby boy in it through the local community park. His young wife Tiffany and her even younger lover Chad walked ahead of him. He was, in fact, allowed to walk no less than 10 feet behind them. At 5'6" and 130 pounds he was not a big man. The fact that he was a cuckold made him slump his shoulders in shame, so to passers-by he looked even smaller. According to the papers he signed, Hank Jr. was legally his son, but the child's blonde hair and blue eyes contradicted that. He had met Tiffany in Las Vegas after his divorce was finalized. He had married her while on a drunken binge, and two weeks afterwards she told him she was pregnant. It was only later, after he had put everything in her name that she told him the truth. She and Chad had laughed when they told him how she had been pregnant when he married her. He was never allowed to touch her after that, but often was forced to watch them while Chad fucked her. With no money or possessions to his name and no place to go, he had become their household servant; after the baby was born he became the nursemaid. A rusty red van pulled up, blocking the sidewalk in front of them. The side door slid open, and a large man stepped out. "Get in the van," he ordered. "Get fucked," Chad said, taking off his jacket to fight the man. He still had his arms in the sleeves when the man pulled out a pistol and shot him through the heart. Chad dropped like a stone, the blood quickly forming a pool on the sidewalk. "Not a sound and no more bullshit," the man said, turning and waving his gun. "Get in the van, both of you." ************************* Julia sat still on the bed as Dr. Stern examined her hands. The scars where the fingers were removed were healing, and she was able to feed herself comfortably. "Well, Julia, you've made good progress. I think we can send you home now," he remarked. He patted her growing belly. "You're about 16 weeks along. Your baby should be moving regularly. Do you feel it much?" Julia nodded. "Yes, several times a day. I'm hoping it's a boy. I want to give Jimmy a son," she said as her brimmed with tears. "I'm afraid he doesn't want me anymore, now he's fucking that armless whore. I would do anything to make him happy. Why does he love her more than me?" Roger put his hand on her arm. "Now, Julia. Jimmy loves you as much as he always did; you have to admit though, pointing a gun at him was a bad thing. You're lucky you're pregnant, otherwise you would have ended up planted in a cornfield." More tears ran down her cheeks, and she sobbed quietly. "I know it was a bad thing, and I'm so sorry. I just got so jealous when I saw him on top of her. I couldn't stand it. I love him so much. I don't understand why he wants to fuck her." Roger felt some of his old sympathetic bedside manner coming out. It seemed like forever since he had felt that way. This woman who as Beverly had done such awful things had paid the price and changed. As Julia she had gone through a lot of pain and suffering to atone for her sins. He reached over and stroked the curve of her breasts, fingering her nipple rings. "He still loves you, Julia," he said softly. "You will always belong to him. It's just that something about Poo having no arms makes him horny as hell. He can't help himself. But when you go back to him with your changed hands, I'm sure he'll find that exciting as well." A determined look crossed Julia's tear-stained face. "It's not enough, Doctor," she said harshly. "I want to be perfect for my Jimmy." She looked Roger straight in the eyes. "I want you to take my arms off." Roger sat back on the stool, stunned. "Julia, don't be hasty. Losing your arms means you'll need someone to constantly take care of you like Poo does. Feeding you, wiping your ass, dressing you. And when your baby is born, you won't be able to hold him when you breastfeed him." Julia's eyes began to get an hysterical look in them. She was almost shouting now. "I don't care about any of that! I want to make my Jimmy happy! Take my arms off! Please!" Roger laid Julia back onto the examination table. "OK, Julia, calm down," he said soothingly. "First, let me give you something to relax you." He slipped a hypodermic containing a mild sedative into her arm, and she slipped into unconscious bliss. He picked up his cell and dialed. "Jimmy, can you come meet me in the exam room? I need you to help me with Julia." ************************* True to her word, Keiko came to Luisa's bed and sucked on her nipples until they fell asleep the first night back from her honeymoon. When they awoke, Keiko strapped on a harness with a thick dildo, slung low over her hips and under her pregnant belly. She energetically fucked the young Latina's ass, her fingers manipulating Luisa's wet pussy and clit. The young brown woman responded with repeated cries of pleasure as she shook in the throes of continuous orgasms. To demonstrate her dominance, the Japanese Mistress cruelly kept fucking until the exhausted Luisa cried out begging for her Mistress to stop. Afterwards they lay together on their sides, Keiko rubbing Luisa's growing belly and caressing her tender breasts. "The honeymoon was wonderful. Master was gentle and loving, only spanking me once for sneaking a glass of champagne. He doesn't like pregnant women drinking." She softly kissed the sweaty girl's shoulders. "I hope you won't be upset, my pet," Keiko whispered, "Tonight Master wants me to move into his room. I'll still come to your room when I want you; if Master and I both want to have you, we'll bring you into our bed for the night." She placed gentle kisses on the back of Luisa's neck. "I hope you won't be lonely." The girl turned so she could see Keiko's face. "No, Mistress, I'll be fine, especially if you let me keep tending to Velvet. I very much enjoyed taking care of her while you were gone, and it will become harder for you now that you're nearly in your third trimester. May I, Mistress?" Keiko kissed her young paramour. "Yes, Luisa, I think that would be very good. Master doesn't know, but as a wedding gift I asked Bennie to bring us another person who brought him misfortune. Caring for Velvet will give you experience in controlling this new one as well." Luisa's face filled with an expression of delight, and she took Luisa's hand and kissed it. "Thank you, Mistress, you're so good to me." Keiko threw back the covers and looked admired how the pregnancy changes enhanced her the girl's brown body. Her lust began to rise again, but with difficulty she curtailed it. "Come Luisa, it's 6:00am. You have to take care of Velvet, and I need to make breakfast." Luisa didn't move, but cast her eyes downward. "Mistress, aren't you forgetting something?" Keiko looked at her, puzzled. "What am I forgetting, my little flower?" "My special tea, Mistress. You haven't given me my special tea." Keiko smiled and stroked Luisa's soft cheek. "Ah! I was so happy, I didn't think about it. You don't have to drink this morning, little one." Luisa frowned. "But Mistress, when you make me drink, it tells me I belong to you." Keiko pushed Luisa onto her back, slid next to her and covered Luisa's mouth with hers, tongues intertwined. After the long kiss, Keiko slowly pulled away. "Oh, my precious blossom. How thoughtless of me. Let me fix that." Keiko got up on her knees and straddled the girl's face. Luisa obediently opened her mouth wide and drank as a hot jet of urine hit the back of her throat. ************************* "OK, Snake, tell me what you got done this week." Dr. Stern sat at the dining room table with Snake holding a large envelope of cash. The tattoo artist was a big man, 6'2" and 250 pounds, with long black hair. The sleeveless black leather vest he wore revealed arms covered with tattoos, many from when he was in prison. Despite this, his client intimidated him - the Doc was very connected, and he knew if he fucked up, he'd end up buried in a field in no time. Snake sat nervously eyeing the cash, hoping that today would be a big payday. He owed some serious money to his dealer, and the guy wasn't going to wait much longer. "The bitch in the leathers, I pierced her nipples and put rings in, and put 8 rings in her pussy lips. Then I put a big ring in the skin at the base of her spine so you can hang a tail on her." "Excellent." The doctor peeled off ten $50 bills, and slid them over to Snake. "The bitch pissed on me while I was working," Snake said hesitatingly, "I should get a bonus." Roger's eyes locked on his, without looking down and he slid over two more bills. "The crazy armless chick, I put 4 rings in her pussy lips." Dr. Stern nodded, and slid 4 bills across the table. "The tall chick with the fucked-up feet, she looks like a hardware store. I pierced her nipples and put rings in, put a ring in her left nostril and 2 in her lower lip, and put 6 rings in her pussy lips." Sweat formed on his forehead. "I know you said 4, but I accidentally lost count and put two more in there." He raised his hands up in a `my fault' gesture. "It was my mistake, I won't charge you for them, Doc." Roger looked at Snake, his eyes cold. "Was it painful for her? Did she scream?" Roger asked. The sweat on Snake's forehead seemed to increase. "Yeah, Doc, I didn't use no topical anesthetic or nothing, just like you said. She screamed and cried her head off." A grin smile crossed Roger's face; he slid ten bills over to Snake. This time they were $100 denominations. "Well done, Snake. Now, next week I want you to brand each of my herd. This includes my wife, Keiko." Roger took a notecard from his pocket. On it was a simple design, an eye inside of a triangle, about an inch and a half wide at the widest spot. "I want this design to be branded on the front of their right thigh, so they are always reminded who they belong to."