Free The Emperor's New Pony by Emily Tilton

there. Her face still held gently in Gad’s big left hand, Melisan began to breathe in short pants. To his left, Comnar could hear that Edera’s breath had quickened, too.
    Hednar soaped Melisan’s bottom, and the Amidian girl moaned. Hednar returned to her cunt, and she cried out with pleasure. Then, suddenly, Hednar took the sponge away.
    Master Morqan, watching with satisfaction, said. “Filly Melisan, you must not expect pleasure if you do not give it. Open that pretty mouth, now.”
    Then Hednar stepped up again, but this time he began to spank Melisan with his big open hand, not very hard, but enough to make her yelp a little. Once on the right. Twice on the left.
    Melisan opened her mouth and Gad sheathed himself inside, very gently. The posts and the ties were perfectly arranged for the boys to fuck fillies’ faces with abandon when they chose, but Morqan had taught them that a filly always gives more pleasure when she is brought along slowly and gently, and so for Melisan’s first wash-down, Gad did most of the work with his own hand, only making Melisan take him inside shallowly and briefly, carefully teaching her about a girl’s service to a man’s cock without frightening her, and praising her continually.
    “There you go, sweetheart. Sweet filly, oh, yes. Oh, that’s nice. Yes—you like cock, don’t you, Melisan? That’s it. Here I come. Get ready, sweetheart. Watch me come, now. I’ll put it on your nice big breasts so you can see.”
    And he did—and then Hednar cleaned her up. When Melisan had accepted Gad’s cock in her mouth, Hednar had begun again soothing her cunt with the sponge from below and behind until, just after Gad had shot his seed onto her breasts, she had a sweet little climax. Together the boys loosed her from the ties. The girl’s eyes were wide, as if she could not quite understand what had just happened, but she had a little smile on her face—Comnar could see that she already took a certain pride in having pleased the stable boys.
    They wrapped Melisan in a big fluffy horse blanket of the soft stuff that came from south of the empire, to dry her, and sent her to sit on her haunches on the opposite side of the stable. Then they went to get Alira. Oh, what a true filly: she didn’t even need the cross-ties between the posts, though of course they fastened her in them. With a look of mingled shame and gratitude, she took Hednar in her mouth.
    “This one’s had experience,” Master Morqan commented. “Use her hard if you like, Hednar.”
    And Alira of Amidia was used hard indeed, for the emperor said, “Master Morqan, it looks to me like this filly needs another cock.”
    So Gad washed her down quickly, and then Master Morqan, he of the largest cock Comnar had ever seen, took his place behind the girl whose husband had surely never been enough for her.
    “Filly Edera,” the emperor said, again using his honey tone, “have you ever seen a girl fucked in her bottom?”
    Comnar looked at Versal’s profile, where he watched the action on the stable floor. The marshal’s jaw had clenched tight. A very intelligent and tightly controlled man, Comnar thought. Every instinct tells him that he must object, but he knows how much satisfaction he would give me, and how much worse he would make it for Edera.
    “N-no, your… your imperial… I… I mean… I never… even…” Her voice trailed off, because Morqan had taken Comnar’s cue, and he was anointing his huge cock with the special olive oil infusion that went by the name ‘saddle oil’ in Comnar’s imperial stables.
    Given permission to speak, and not having managed to utter a complete answer, Edera seemed unable to stop murmuring the things that passed through her imagination. Nor did Comnar want to stop her, or even to chastise her, for her soft, frightened, aroused words sounded as music in his ears: “She… can’t… that… the master, he can’t… and… no, oh, please… oh, gods… I never… please