ṩᾄмὗʀᾄἷ ~ Mare Needed (PG13)

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Samurai, the dark, dappled stallion marched down to the clearing he claimed as his own. He was a very evil stallion, using mere fillies as his toys. His large, sharp, feathered hoof struck the ground and left a hoof print to be remembered. He whinnied a powerful summon to the mares that he knew were trying to run by the clearing, trying not to be caught by Samurai. If a mare was new to the area, she was his. His irresistible looks and attitude could make any mare fall for him. In most cases, literally fall. To the ground. His long, wavy mane almost dragged on the ground. This stallion was the one in every mares dream. Until they fell into his trap.
The King of the Forcers is Back.

[Saviour]

[[ May I? ]]

[Guest]

[[Ofcourse!! (:]]

[Saviour]

A smile crept its way onto Cleo's soft muzzle.
She threw her ghostly white head high and lifted her slim body into a canter. Cleo's ice blue eyes glinting in the mid-day sun. She snorted, and dipped her nose to the soft grass as she slid into a small clearing. She ripped a mouthful of grass from its roots and chewed it with content. The day was young, she thought, and her sigh was of excitement. She glanced around at the horses hear, and saw that most of them were young males. A few mares wandered along though, and she grinned at one. Gulping down the grass, Cleo slipped into a trot and nipped at the older mare's mane playful. She earned a swift kick to the flank, as the mare made a quick move to the tree line. Frowning and rather offended, Cleo laced her ears back and turned. The few mares that were hanging in the meadow were moving to the sides of the meadow, and the stallions seemed to follow. A few remained, and one in particular stood out. He was large and broad boned. His flowing white mane and tail seemed to move like silent wings as he trotted into the clearing. Cleo pricked her ears forward, and turned her attention back to the stallions who remained. They swiveled their ears at the sounds around them, but continued their grazing.

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Samurai's eyes, One blue, and one brown, focused on a beautiful paint colored mare that had just entered the clearing. This mare was his. He pranced over to her, his long main and tail flowing like a waterfall. He nickered and nudged her neck playfully, acting as if he was a sweet gentleman. He held his head high, trying to impress her before he trapped her. Samurai was such a beautiful horse. It was a shame that he treated those that couldn't defend themselves this way. He introduced himself with a whinny, powerful and brave. He began to circle her, and he noticed that she would tense up. Samurai decided not to take it so fast. He just stood near her and decided if he should tell her his name. She might've heard of him... That wouldn't be good.

[[ Should we have them talk? Or keep it realistic? ]]

[Saviour]

[[ Doesn't matter to me.. But it might make things a little easier ]]

Cleo watched as the handsome stallion moved towards her. She stepped back a little, then relaxed as he pranced around her. She let out a small giggle and nipped at his side. Finally, she thought with exasperation, someone was willing to play. She reared up halfway, and tossed her glossy brown mane. She came down on the sweet grass and she smelled the earth. Her icy eyes trailing his every motion. There was something off about this stallion. He wasn't as pushy as the others, and she liked it. He seemed to care about how she reacted to him. She smiled and spun around in a tight circle before she cantered off a ways. She kicked her hooves high behind her in a sort of dance. Her ears erect and her nostrils flared. Cleo came to a stop and turned around to face him. She started to trot back, and flicked her long tail to the side. The breeze lifting it and moving it in a motion similar to flames.

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Samurai followed behind her as she cantered off. When she stopped, he stood tall and proud and properly introduced himself. "Hello, love. My name is... Uh... Samurai. What is your name, beautiful?" Thoughts swirled in his mind. She would be a good one once she was under him. She was young, stunning, and seemed like she would fight back. Perfect. Samurai nibbled at her long mane that looked like someone colored it with a paint brush, with fabulous reddish and off-white shades. His creamy tail swishes around, as he tried to hold it high like a handsome Arabian stallion. Being a heavy draught, almost 1800lbs, it was hard to look like a sleek, small Arabian. Oh well. He knew he was perfect just the way he was. Evil, deceiving, and gorgeous. His head lowered so that he would be closer to her height. He was a towering 18.2hh, while she was a mere 16hh.. Maybe less. Small, young mares were always fun.

[Saviour]

Cleo's elegant mane cascade down her shoulder as she cocked her head. She listened to him stammer over his name, something horses rarely did. She let out a small snort and straightened her head. "Cleo" She said shortly, but her voice was sweet. Cleo's ears were still pricked on her skull, and she stood erect. Something was off about this stallion, and about this clearing. Why had almost all the horses disappeared when he entered? She found something fishy, and she dipped her nose to the grass. Looking up at him, she stepped back once, then lifted her head once more. Her pale white blotches of fur lacking the usual grime that came along with such a coat.

[[ Sorry that's bad lol ]]

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[[ Lol it's better than mine ]]
Samurai's rather small ears pricked at the name Cleo, it seemed strange to him. His family was known for warrior names, such as Cherokee and, of course.. Samurai. Anyway, he thought that he should ask her a few questions, and plan the attack while she's answering.. Stupid idea. "That would never work...", he thought, "I need to catch her by surprise..". That last sentence kind of... didn't stay in his mind and he blurted it out accidentally. He knew that she would question him about it, so he tried not to make a big deal out of it. His long, white forelock blew in the gentle breeze as he walked closer to her. "So," he said in his deep, masculine voice, "What are you doing here? ...In the Garden of Plenty..? Alot of evil horses are around here," and he chuckled lightly, hoping she would hear. She had to get the clue sooner or later.

[Saviour]

Cleo's upper lip wriggled at his thought that he let slip over his maw. She slid her ears backwards to listen to what was behind her. "What do you mean?" She said, her voice was soft now, unlike it had been before. Her heart began to flutter, but his deep voice wasn't what made it beat faster. She tossed her head uneasily and stepped back once more. What was he up to, anyway? Cleo had never heard of evil horses, especially not in a place of love and care. She flicked her tail to the side against the breeze, but let it fall back into the wind's will. She wasn't sure about this anymore, but she assumed if she turned to run he would lash out at her. She could outrun him, she knew. The thing she was scared of was turning her back to him. He could kill her if she wasn't paying attention to him. Very, very close attention, she thought.

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Samurai knew she was catching on, now. He stepped a bit closer a took in a deep breath, trying to see if she was in heat. It didn't matter, but it would be more fun if she was. Samurai's tail was swishing a bit, but not because of annoyance or flies, he was just being a stallion, knowing that he would have a mare under him in a few minutes. He nuzzled her cheek, hoping to get her secure enough for her to not run. "Cleo," he said softly but still in his recognizable, deep voice, "Where is the rest of your herd?" he asked her, not that he cared, he just wanted to make conversation so that she wouldn't run. He was a huge draft, she could outrun him. But she couldn't get away from him once he had her.
[[Haha sorry it's short - Brain fart right now... Lol]]

[Saviour]

Cleo watched him, her ice blue eyes widening ever so slightly as he neared her. She flinched at his touch, but his deep voice made her ears automatically prick forward. "They're north... In the woods" She said, her voice a whisper in the summer breeze. The mare's heels clicked as she lifted and pressed them back down in turn. She was getting anxious, and he could tell. She threw her head and backed up a few more steps, they were around two meters from each other now. She bobbed her slender neck and let out a heavy breath. The exhale rattled over her vocals and made it sound like a snort.

[[ It's kay, same here ]]

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Samurai was excited now, he pranced in place and walked behind her, close enough so that if she bucked, her legs could only get high enough that it would be more of a shove. He thought it was about time that he got this done. He caught her pretty much by surprise and mounted her, trying to find her hole as quickly as possible. Samurai's teeth chomped onto Cleo's mane and pulled back on it as his massive tool shoved into her. He pumped in and out, hoping to cause as much pain and pleasure as possible. He knew he was too heavy for her. He felt her legs shaking from the weight. If she fell, it would be even better. He never tried it while the mare was on the ground. Samurai's sharp hooves dug into her sides, causing large scratches. His large hooves on her sides and his teeth grasping her mane made it impossible for Cleo to run. He knew that she would get tired in just a few minutes, but that wouldn't matter to him. He was just pleasuring them both at this point, he hadn't even released the seed into her yet.

[Saviour]

Cleo cried out in a shrill whinny and threw her head back against his when he mounted her. Her knees buckling under his weight. It felt like the joints would explode at any moment. She was forced to spread her legs to brace both of their weight on her slender legs. She snorted loudly as his large tool pressed into her. A searing pain ripped through her rump and she moved to buck. His weight was too much for her, and she nearly fell. The movement no more than a slight twitch under his body. Fury burned in her heart and willed her not to give in. His sharp hooves punctured the skin over her rips, and she whipped her slender neck to the left. Her nose nearly touched her stomach as she clasped her sharp teeth around his leg. The soft area between his ankle and knee bled into her mouth. Turning forward, Cleo spat the disgusting and warm liquid into the grass. She winced and cried out again when he pushed further into her. The spreading of her legs allowing him more access. The stallions that had been in the field tucked their rumps and fled. "No, help me!" She screamed, pulling away from him little more than a step. She tossed her head again, trying to ram her muscular neck into his skull.

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He felt her teeth chomp onto his leg but he felt little pain. He shoved into her with as much force as he could, trying to teach her not to try to escape. He moaned with pleasure and stopped for a moment, his tool pushing farther into her. Samurai would probably go until he knew she was about to crumble. Probably another 10 minutes or so. He grinned and began pumping again, feeling her tighten around him as he pulled out and pushed in. She would join in sooner or later. His head hung by her withers, so he lifted his head and yanked her painted mane again. He wasn't tired at all, he could go all day. He started to flag his tail, meaning he was releasing sperm into her. Then, it wouldn't matter if she escaped, she would already be pregnant. But he wouldn't let her escape anyways. He stretched his neck closer to her head, speaking dirty words into her ear, trying to get her to join in and stop trying to run.

[Saviour]

Cleo gritted her teeth and her neck pulled back with his violent pull on her mane. She felt a large portion of it go with his teeth, and she thrashed her head. The sting of the pull soon faded and she felt his push and pull once more. It felt like he was rubbing an eraser across her skin over and over again. She winced, and spread her legs a little more. Cleo's knees ached and her back dipped uncomfortably. She felt she might break under him. Her ears laced tightly back at his hot breath against her fur, and she lashed her head back. Nipping inches from his nose, she wasn't quite flexible to grab it. "Don't talk to me, you selfish pig!" She spoke through her teeth, and tried not to whimper as he slowed and pushed further into her. Her exhausted muscles trembled slightly as the warmth of his sperm flooded her insides. She bowed her head in shame at being mounted and forced in such a manner. Reluctantly, she let him rock her back and forth with his own pleasure. When she relaxed, the feeling was almost pleasurable. No! She snapped at herself, the feeling was definitely not pleasurable. She wouldn't allow it to be. Tossing her long forelock from her blue eyes, Cleo pulled forward once more, against his sharp hooves and away from his massive tool.

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Samurai decided that this mare had enough pleasuring for today. More like... HE had enough pleasuring. Maybe a few more minutes. He pushed as hard as he could for the last couple minutes, her body rocking with his movement. He grinned as she yelled at him and pulled his tool out of her, but before that, he asked her a question. He already knew what her answer would be. "Do you want more?" He asked with a grin. He knew she would say No, but he listened curiously to what she would say. He felt great, and chuckled at the sight of her. She looked dirty and tired. Every mare he had forced, had scars on their sides, usually for life, which was how he identified them as his. He was still mounted on her, thinking about what their foal would be like. He laughed and decided that he didnt give a rats ass what the stupid foal would look like. He jumped off of her back and stood in front of her. "You were terrible. Next time you get forced, cooperate, okay? Anyway, how was I?" he said with an evil grin.

[Saviour]

An exasperated grunt escaped the mare's maw as she slipped out from under his massive body. "That isn't a serious question" She snapped, and turned her rump away from him. She ached, her muscles and her sides... Her neck and her joints. Not to mention her rump that she felt was dripping his seed down her back leg. Cleo tried to ignore how disgusting she looked and felt, and tightly pinned her ears against her head. A disgusted sigh slipped from her maw and she lowered her let her body slump as much as it could without making her fall. "You are a terrible person.. Your soul is probably as black as the coals of an old fire" She spat, the roughness of her voice surprising even her. The growl that trailed her voice was gross as it slid from such a small, young mare.

[[ Bleh.. lol sorry ]]

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Samurai chuckled. "I'm not a terrible person.. I just created new life," he laughed. He looked around and saw that his band of stallions had trotted off. He would have to catch up with them pretty soon. "Well, mare. Hope you enjoyed that. Have fun with your foal," he said evilly and trotted away. He looked back and grinned at her before dissapearing from the clearing. She was on her own now.
[[I wanted to make it short. Should I make a new stallion (a nice one) and go to the foaling grounds to have her foal?]]

[Saviour]

[[ If you want ]]

Cleo shook with anger and exhaustion as he left, her chest burning with disgust. Once he was gone, she let herself fall to the ground heavily. The motion sent dandelion seeds into the air. The mare's once glorious coat was stained and torn, and the deep gashes on her sides wound definitely leave nasty scars. She was broken, ugly, and alone. Something inside her almost wanted a band of wolves to take her, but she knew that she would fight even if they tried. Cleo laced back her ears and curled her body close to itself as she rested her sore muscles.

[[ Didn't know what to say, sorry ]]

[Guest]

[[Alrighty, I'll make a bio for my new Stally. Do you want to create the topic at the foaling grounds? ]]

[Saviour]

[[ Sure will, give me a little to catch up in my topics and I will ]]

[Guest]

[[Awesome! No rush. I'll be making my bio. Imma make a sexy Arab Stally. xD]]

[Saviour]

[[ Oh yum :d Lmao ]]

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