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(FF, nc, rp, tor, anal, bd, sci-fi) *** Author's Note: This is a fanfiction set in Terry Goodkind's Sword of Truth setting. I have no rights to this setting and this fanfiction is just written for my own amusement and nothing else. All honor to the man who actually made this wonderful setting. *** The D'Haran general was tall and once he had probably been handsome but war and age had robbed the beauty from his gruff, leathery face, the old soldier's look however was of little consequence, he was a skilled military commander and that was all that mattered and Mistress Umira had no problem showing her respect for the general by tapping her closed fist to her heart as she stood before the man in his hastily erected command tent. "You wanted to see me General Hassenmar." The young Mord-Sith said as her large brown eyes met the officer's blue. Anton Hassenmar nodded. "That I did Mistress Umira, have I understood it right that you own a sorceress from the Midlands as a pet." Umira raised and eyebrow but she nodded. "That is correct General, her name is Milda and I caught her near our borders about three weeks ago, why are you asking? Are your bed getting cold on these long nights of campaigning my lord?" The Mord-Sith asked, after all why else would a D'Haraen general ask about a captured, broken girl with magic if not to as if he could warm his cock and bed with the girl, to Umira's surprise the gruff old officer just laughed. "Tempted as I might be to partake of the pleasure your pet might offer I am a married man and I will not betray my wife of twenty years just to empty my cock in a filthy magic user's hole." Mistress Umira nodded approvingly. "Your wife is a lucky woman to have a faithful husband my lord General, far to many D'Haran soldiers forget their families back home when out serving our empire on campaign, I have to confess that I am confused though, why have you summoned me here to ask me about my pet if not to bed her?" The general smiles as he leaned back in his rickety old chair. "I do not wish to bed your girl Mistress Umira but I have someone else who do. As you know we have been having some difficulty breaching the Midlands defenses at the Maridon pass, well my men have found an informant willing to betray his homeland and give us the information we need to achieve a decisive victory and we need to offer him every comfort to be sure he decides that serving the interests of D'Hara is his best option." As he spoke Anton Hassenmar bridge his strong but slender fingers and tapped them against his lower lip in a thoughtful manner. "There is a complication though, this informant is not exactly normal so I will not send a true born D'Haran working girl to serve him, I might not have the greatest respect for whores but there is a limit to what I would do to them, also our guest have a grudge against magic users, especially Midlands ones so I thought offering him sorceress would be the best option." Umira's brown eyes never left the general's blue stare as he spoke. "Well you have me intrigued General, my property off course is to your disposal, however if you do not mind me asking, what is it about this informant of yours which makes him unsuited to get pleasure from a prostitute, is he some sort of magical creature?" Anton Hasenmar nodded as he stood and begun to lead the young Mord-Sith out of his tent. "In a manner of speaking, his name is Darion Tamin and he was a military commander in one of those small Midland nations I never can remember the name of. Now I do not know the whole story but at some point Master Tamin was accused of some serious crime and a Confessor was brought in to determine his guilt or innocence. Now our informant informed his jailors that he would prefer an execution to have his mind rendered to mush, which any sane man would, but his wishes was not respected and he was Confessed." The general glanced at Umira as he walked beside her across the well ordered army camp and the Mord-Sith had to fight to suppress a shiver, she did not want to appear weak in front of General Hassenmar and all his men, but Confession was one of the few things that frightened her. Mistress Umira swallowed hard then she asked in a voice as steady as always. "You have me confused again my lord General, what possible use could we have of a Confessed man? He will only parrot whatever the woman who destroyed him tells him to say." Hassenmar nods as he moved towards the outskirts of the bustling camp and headed towards where the supply carts and horses was kept and eventually stopped before a beautiful, night black war horse. "You are right Mistress Umira, a Confessed man would be of no use to us, but Darion Tamin is no longer a man. It is a custom in the Midlands that when someone is Confessed and shown to be innocent they are offered the chance to be turned into animals. A Confessed human turned into a beast retains their human intelligence and in such a state they get back some of their free will, it is the only thing that can be done for someone who have felt a Confessor's touch." Umira's eyes brighten as the realization of what the General was saying dawned on her and the old soldier did not have to utter his next sentence for the Mord-Sith to get what was going on, none the less the General indicated the large, black stallion and said. "Mistress Umira meet Darion Tamin." Twenty minutes later Umira was again walking through the busy, D'Haran military camp listening to the fighting men talking and laughing. The sound of soft footsteps followed the Mord-Sith as she made her way through the mass of rowdy men, little Milda hurried after her Mistress, the sorceress' green eyes focused stiffly on the ground before her, the slack of the leather leach that connected her collar with Umira's belt kept even the way her Mistress preferred. Mistress Umira suddenly stopped and looked at the frightened you magic user, Milda was short and slender with jaw length, dark brown hair and large dark eyes. "You have been a got pet girl. I wanted you to know that in case you die tonight." Umira said in what was supposed to be a comforting tone but all the words accomplished were to bring terror to the young sorceress' eyes. "Thank you Mistress." Milda muttered as she shivered, she did not know what her owner planned to do with her which could end in her death, but she knew it would not be pleasant. "You will be getting a rare honor for a worthless magic user like you girl, you will get to play an important part in ensuring D'Haran victory, now come along." Mistress Umira said and continued to walk towards the outskirts of camp, it would be a shame to lose the young magic user so soon, with some care and attention the girl could probably be made to live a few months at least and it would be boring on this campaign without someone to torture, but Umira was still proud that she could be of service to her homeland. "We have an informant we want to secure the loyalty of Milda my sweet." Umira purred as she found a cart of a fitting height lead her pet towards it. "And you will help by providing him pleasure, no lay down over this cart and stay still." The Mord-Sith said and smiles to her nervous property though she felt herself getting wet between her thighs from the look of despair in the sorceress' eyes, the girl hated to be raped. "Unfortunately for you this informant is a Confessor's victim turned into an animal, a stallion to be precise and he will be enjoying your holes tonight." Umira continued as she secured her pet to the cart with thick, rough rope. "No... please Mistress I beg you, don't do this to me." Milda sobbed as she begun to resist her bindings. Mistress Umira felt her excitement growing at seeing the little magic user's panic but she still would not tolerate bad behavior from her property so she flicked her Agiel up into her fist and drove the leather artifact into Milda's ribs making the sorceress howl in agony. "Did I not tell you to be proud of the service you will be providing D'Hara tonight?" Umira said sternly as she gave the young sorceress another jab of her Agiel when the girl did not reply fast enough. "Yes Mistress... forgive me Mistress!" Milda sobbed and Umira gave a cruel smile. "Then let me hear you beg for it slut, like I said it is a honor for a dirty magic user such as yourself to be allowed to be instrumental in D'Haran victory, and yet you do not sound grateful, do I need to punish you to make you realize how lucky you are?" The sorceress wept pitifully but what else could she do but lower her gaze and mutter. "Thank you for letting me serve D'Hara Mistress, please let me take horse cock in my holes Mistress, I want it so much, please let me be used to give this horse man pleasure, please Mistress." The Mord-Sith enjoyed the sound of her pet begging to be raped by a horse but she could not resist another cruel smile. "Good girl, off course you will have to get another hour of training tomorrow as punishment for being such a slut." Milda sobbed louder and Umira laughed at the girl's humiliation. "Well I will go and get our guest, but are you not going to thank me for the punishment you will be getting tomorrow?" The Mord-Sith asked as she tapped her Agiel against Milda's naked left butt cheek drawing more screams out of the broken sorceress. "Thank you for punishing me for being a slut Mistress." Umira grinned as she ran a glowed hand down the helpless girl's slender, bound body, Milda looked so beautiful bent over a cart like this with her round bottom sticking up in the air ready to receive Darion Tamin's oversized cock. "Good girl, now try not to die when your holes are ripped by our honored guest, I have more torture in mind for you little one and I would be very disappointed if my fun was cut short." Mistress Umira pureed then she left the terrified, young magic user to go and tell Darion Tamin that the night's entertainment was ready. It was strange to hear a human voice come from the large, black stallion, but Mistress Umira did not let her surprise show on her face as she lead Darion towards her bound pet talking about loose and fast as she did so, Master Tamin must have been an interesting man before his Confession as he seamed both funny and intelligent. "Ah what a charming story Master Tamin, you have to tell me what happened to the Duchess' pearls sometime." Umira said as the horse man finished talking about a scandal at some court or another. "Well in either case we are here, you see that girl over there. I tied her down for you so she is all yours for the evening." Darion turned his large head to look at Milda and his approval could be clearly seen as his huge member emerged from his groins. Umira had to keep herself from gasping, the horse man's cock was the biggest she had ever seen, and that was while it was still placid. "My my Master Tamin you are well hung, please allow me to help you get ready." The Mord-Sith said as she bent down and ever so gently begun to massage the horse man's oversized penis, as it grew in her glowed hands she was not able to wrap her fingers around it and the whole thing reached from the tip of her finger to well above her elbow and ended in a mushroom shaped disc wider then her hand. "The girl is beautiful, which hole may I use and I have to warn you there is a good chance I will harm her, I like to make sure these Midland bitches scream as I take them." The horse man said as she cock grew even harder and some precum begun to seep from the oddly shaped head. "Milda is yours for the night Master Tamin, you may use whatever hole you desire and I would be disappointed if she did not scream. I would prefer the girl to survive but if you wish to fuck her to death that is your choice as well." Umira said then she smiles. "Now I do think you are nice and hard now, do you want me to help you into one of my pet's waiting fuckholes?" Darion blew hot air out of his huge nostrils and nodded. "I would like to fuck the sorceress in the ass please." The horse man said as he rose up on two legs and put his front hooves on the cart for support and pressed his cock towards the whimpering sorceress asshole ready to mount her. Mistress Umira pressed two fingers of each glowed hand into her pet's tight asshole and begun to pull it open. "Ah the ass, a great choice Master Tamin." The Mord-Sith cooed as she heard her pet moan in pain as her asshole was stretched, she was quite pleased, if Darion had decided to fuck Milda's cunt the girl would have died, the length of that rock hard horse cock would have ripped her apart inside, in the ass chances was the sorceress would still die but now at least she stood a chance. As soon as Umira had managed to open her pet's asshole up a little she placed Darion Tamin's huge cockhead against the girl's red little rosebud and said. "You can penetrate her now Master Tamin." The horse man wasted no time to do as Umira said and he stabbed his hips forwards and drove his huge, mushroom shaped cock past Milda's sphincter, ripping it open in the process, the sorceress howled in agony as blood started forming around the half emerged horse cock in her ass. "Ahh she is so tight, I am going to rip this girl good." Darion moaned then he gave another powerful thrust forward and this time he buried his swollen cock in the sorceress' anus. Milda screamed again and her eyes looked like they were going to pop out of their sockets, her small hands opened and closed rhythmically against the horrid pain in her anus. The young sorceress' ass was not trained to take something so big but that mattered little, the horse man was so strong that his cock just ripped past any musculature that objected to his intrusion. "Mistress it huuuuuurrrrts!" Milda sobbed and Mistress Umira grinned. "Good I like to see a magic user suffer and this is just the right use for a whore like you, do you like to have horse cock up your rear my sweet?" The broken sorceress knew what her mistress wanted to hear and even as she screamed again when the horse man in her ass pulled out a little and then rammed himself back into her anus she started mewling. "Yes... arrghhhhhh... Mistress... I... I... ammmmghhhh... love... horse... cock.... aaaarghhhh.... errrghhhhh!" The rest of the girl's words was unintelligible as Darion Tamin begun to fuck her anus at an amazing speed, going balls deep in the sorceress's ripped up anus with each powerful thrust. Milda's screams filled the entire camp fro the horribly painful but short fuck for soon the horse man made a low sound and then he pulled out of the destroyed asshole, blood and com dripping from his cock. Milda did not seem to notice that the huge cock was gone from her ass as she was still screaming at the top of her lungs. "That was wonderful, thank you Mistress Umira." Darion Tarmin said in a satisfied tone of voice. "It have been long since I have enjoyed ripping apart an anus quite so much, you can tell your general I will give him the information he seeks." Umira smiles and patted the magnificent horse on his neck. "I am glad to hear it Master Tarmin, I am sure General Hassenmar will be pleased, now please let me show my appreciation for your cooperation by having my girl was your cock, it is only right after all, she did get it dirty." Darion's large, brown head bobbed up and down in approval of the leather clad woman's suggjestion. "Off course Mistress Umira it seems only right that the whore clean up her own mess." The horse man said and with that the Mord-Sith whent to cut her still hysterical pet loose from the cart. "You did well my dear, now you have to wash Master Tamin's cock and thank him for using you." Umira said sternly and Milda was to overwhelmed by pain that she could do nothing but weakly nod, she did not even seam to care about the humiliation right now, all she wanted was to avoid more torture. Milda was not able to stand to her Mistress had to help her down on the ground, the girl's ass was spewing out huge amounts of sticky white horse cum and blood and she moaned in pain as she knelt under the large stallion. "Now lick him clean Milda and remember to thank him for using your dirty, worthless hole." Milda had no strength left to protest so she just begun to lick blood, shit and horse cum from her abuser's huge cock stopping ever now and again only to desperately mutter. "Then you for fucking my dirty whore hole Master." The helpless sorceress moaned as she sucked and licked the horse penis clean, when she was done Milda collapsed to the ground, in to much pain to move anymore. Mistress Umira smiles as she collected her worn out pet and tossed the blood and sperm covered sorceress over her shoulder. "Well then Master Tamin unless you require any further services I will take my property and get her cleaned up." The horse man bobbed his head again. "No I require nothing further tonight Mistress Umira, thank you again and good night." Later that evening Umira sat with her now sleeping pet laying across her lap as she gently washed he girl's ass with warm water. Milda was terribly thorn up but at least the bleeding had stopped so unless she got an infection she might live. The sorceress' sphincter had several deep gashes and there were tears and cuts further in as well, the outside of the girl's asshole was blue and bruised and Mistress Umira did not think the girl ever would heal completely. "Ummm...hurts..." Milda whimpered in her sleep and Umira sigh as she worked with the bloodied wash cloth. "All is well my pet, I am just tending to your wounds, you should sleep it will be better in the morning." The Mord-Sith said in a surprisingly kind tone of voice, she needed the girl calm if she was to live and the leather clad woman wanted the girl to survive, if she died now she would not get to see the young sorceress' anus plowed by Darion Tamin's massive cock again, and that sigh was definitively something it would be a shame just to experience once. "Sleep well my pet, there will be more pain soon, but just for now you may rest and know that you are safe." Umira put the soiled wash cloth away and carried Milda over to her bedroll and laid down holding the wounded sorceress in her arms. "You did well today Milda, you did well." Umira muttered and then she fell asleep, dreaming sweetly about magic users with their tender asses impaled on huge horse penises, ah such delightful dreams a Mord-Sith could have, such delightful dreams indeed. END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life in any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of the scenarios in this story should seriously consider seeking professional help. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 81