Chapter 5, Part 4 (Final Part)(Cons, Bestiality, Hard Vore)

Hannah had also been watching the girls deliberate and was waiting with a smile as the girls approached.

"So, have one of you girls decided that you want Buckley to give you the ride of your life?" she asked.

"Yeah!, Me!" the redhead said, waving one arm in the air.

"Great!, Though I want to make sure one last time that you don't have any illusions about surviving." she responded.

"Nope!, One horny snuff slut and one tag along reporting for disposal!" she replied, standing with her heels together and saluting.

Hannah laughed lightly. "Alright, just making sure. I'm going to need your friends help in a few minutes when we get to the main event if they don't mind, but for now why don't the three of you go make sure the executioner's weapon is cocked and loaded."

The redhead turned to her two friends and held out her hands. The two friends looked at either other, laughed, and grabbed the outstretched hands. The trio giggled together as they ran to the horse. They knelt in the grass, a ring around the horse's dangling flaccid cock. They tentatively touched it with their hands, growing bolder as they gained experience. They ran their tongues along the length, sometimes going out of their way to rub their tongues against each other as they passed on their journey. They took off their tops, casting them aside and rubbing their bare chests along the length, although only the brunette was big enough to really work the shaft.

Hannah let the girls play with the cock for a few minutes past it reaching full mast, though making sure to stop them before there was any danger of him blowing early. She then directed the three girls toward the horizontal bar and table, and leading the horse she followed behind them.

"Alright, so earlier when I was doing it I was bracing my upper body against the bar. You won't be able to do that, so instead we'll have you bend over the bar and brace your thighs against it. I'll need you two to help support her upper body." Hannah instructed.

The girls nodded, the redhead slid off her shorts and cast off her sandals, and the three got into position. The bar was a little high for her so the redhead was standing on her tiptoes as she laid over the bar, her round belly looking fuller with gravity pulling it down. She rested her chin on the brunette girl's shoulder and wrapped an arm around each of her friends waists. Hannah whistled and the horse walked forward and jumped his forelegs onto the table, his cock slapping wetly against the redhead's back. She whistled again, and the horse backed up until he was lined up, Hannah helping to hold his cock in place.

"Ready?" she asked.

The redhead squeezed her friend's waists and took a few deep breaths, calming her rapid breathing. Finally she let out one last slow exhale and opened her mouth to respond.

"Yeah."

Hannah whistled, and the horse began to press forward. The redhead was pressed hard into the bar as the cock tried to force entry. She winced and let out low cries of pain as the bar dug harder and harder into her hips. Finally, after several long seconds, she spread to accept him, cock slipping several inches in all at once, the girl letting out a gasp of mixed relief and pleasure. Assisted by Hannah's guiding hand the horse began to pump back and forth in the few inches of leeway leading up to the girl's cervix. He was going slowly, only gently knocking against the barrier to her womb and it didn't take long for the girl to begin moaning, filled to the brim with the largest cock she had ever, or would ever, taken. She began to cum, loudly crying out her pleasure right into her friends ears.

As she began to cum Hannah whistled once more. The horse pulled back as far as he could without pulling out, paused a beat, and then rammed forward full force. The girls cry went abruptly silent as she had the wind knocked out of her, her eye's and mouth going wide in an expression of shocked, agonizing, pleasure. The horse didn't give her any time to recover, pulling back immediately and ramming again, over and over, a battering ram demanding that it be granted access. After a few dozen beats the horse stumbled forward half a step as he tore through the obstruction. The girl howled in agony as the horse cock began to fill the already occupied organ. The horse took half a beat to regain his bearing and then resumed his thrusting, now with much more length to work with. The girl was for the moment somewhat insulated from the worst of the beatings, and was able to get enough air to let out strangled moans. When the horse's strokes were on the way out you could see his shaft slick with blood. After around a minute at this tempo the head of the horse's cock began to visibly stretch the skin of the girl's belly, with each thrust the outline become more and more defined, it seemed like it could tear through to open air at any moment.

Hannah ordered the two girl's to hold the redhead a little more horizontally, she then knelt next to the girl and pushed hard up into her stomach, trying to eliminate the path of least resistance and directing the horse's cock deeper into the redhead's body. The girl threw back her head in a wide eye'd strangled yell and a little bit of gore began to leak out of the girl's pussy around the horse's cock, dripping onto the ground. The horse began to thrust deeper into the girl, the girls cries turning into little more than gasps as the ability to properly breath was beaten out of her.

Suddenly, the horse stumbled forward again, bottoming out completely in the petite redhead. She threw back her head, somehow summoning enough strength to suck in a lungful of air and let out a raw scream of delirious euphoria and suffering, a rush of carnal endorphins powering her broken body. Her scream seemed to last longer than her air supply could have possibly supported, ending abruptly only when the girl began to wretch blood, coughing it up all over her friends. The horse resumed his rhythm, neighing feverishly as he stimulated the entire length of his cock inside the redhead's body. After a few more strokes she ceased to cough, blood and spittle dripping from her mouth, spurting out whenever the horse cock bottomed out.

The horse stilled, threw back his head and neighed, his hindquarters shaking as he released his load inside the girl's torso. I could have been imagining things, but I could have sworn that there were flecks of white in the mess dripping from the girl's mouth. Everything was eerily quiet for several seconds, the girl's two friends just kneeling there wide-eyed as they processed what happened. The horse began to back out, his member slick with gore. When he reached the end instead of sliding free it pulled the girl back with it, tearing her from the limp grasp of her friends. As she began to fall the horse's cock came free with a wet noise. Her friends recreated quickly enough to catch her arms, leaving her body now hanging from the bar by her armpits. Gore began to fall from between her legs, landing with audible wet splashes, creating an unrecognizable pile of matter. The horse hopped down and walked back to where he usually stood.

"Sounded like a fun time didn't it girls? Almost makes me regret all my precautions." Hannah said, breaking the silence.

The girls turned their blank faces to look at the older girl and then at each other for several seconds before breaking into a fit of giggles, still holding their dead friend's hands the whole time. When they finally managed to compose themselves they stood up and gently lowered their friends corpse to the ground a couple of feet away from the mess.

"Seems like your friend left a bit of a mess on Buckley's cock. Why don't you two clean it up." said Hannah, playfully wiggling her tongue.

The two girl's looked dubiously at each other, but obediently walked over to the horse and knelt on either side of his cock. Hesitantly they stretched their tongues out and took a long lick of the gore coating the surface. The brunette gagged, pulling a face and sticking her tongue out, the black haired girl lasted a little long but also pulled back, spitting onto the grass. Hannah threw back her head and laughed cheerfully.

"Alright, don't worry about it, I'll grab a cloth and take care of it. Do you know if your friend had any stall she would want her remains sent to?" she asked.

"Nothing comes to mind. Maybe just the closest food stall if you don't have any use for her here?" the black haired girl replied.

"Oh, I'm sure a bunch of these dogs would enjoy the fresh meat if you left her here." Hannah replied.

"Seems good enough to me!" the brunette replied.

"Great! It'll be a while before Buckley here is ready to go again, and since you two already saw the experience up close I would prioritize other volunteers, but if you were interested in taking a ride yourself you could come back later and maybe you'll be lucky." Hannah said with a wink.

The brunette flushed red and the black haired girl just smiled enigmatically. The pair thanked the girl without answering her question and went on their way, grabbing their tops from the ground as they left. Hannah left to tell her club members that there was fresh meat available.

I wandered closer to look at the dead redhead. She was even paler now than she had been before, but she was no less cute. I chuckled lightly as I remembered my earlier concerns in the theater, when I had sat next to this girl and worried about whether a trio of middle-schoolers would be too loud and annoying. I suppose they had indeed been a little distracting, but the distraction hadn't been unwelcome, especially from the redhead. Either way, this girl wouldn't be disturbing any theater goer's peace ever again. I briefly glanced at the pile of gore that had fallen from the girl, and it occurred to me that some of the white in the mix was almost assuredly my own cum from earlier. I felt a brief tinge of inadequacy, the horse's raw volume had so thoroughly dwarfed mine, and my cock had elicited nowhere near the reaction from the girl, nor did the incredible damage to her that the horse's had. The feeling quickly passed however, as I mused that it would be a smidge more difficult to get girls to clamber on were my member to have such a fatal scale. That certainly seemed like it could be fun in its own way, but I decided the trade offs probably wouldn't be worth it. And beyond that, humans had no shortage of tools with with to enjoy the act of fatal copulation, and with variety well beyond the horse's imagination. As the first dog appeared and started nosing around the pile of gore I moved off a little was, a reassured smile on my face.

Soon over half a dozen dogs surrounded the feast's centerpiece, tearing at the girl's corpse, some wandering a few steps away with some bloody scraps to enjoy on their own. I saw the small terrier pacing around the outside of the pack, unable to gain access through the throng of dogs. The little girl pushed her way in, grabbing something from the pile of gore and extracted herself from the pile of dog's, giggling as they licked at her bloody feet and hands. She walked to her new dog and knelt down, letting him eat from the palm of her hand while she pet him with the other.

These incredible sights had me incredibly aroused and my pants uncomfortably tight, but the girls here were not here for human cock and it seemed rude to impose. With that thought I too moved on, seeking somewhere to find my own release.