Date: Tue, 28 Jun 2011 17:48:08 -0400 (EDT)
From: bamaboi2serve <bamaboi2serve@charter.net>
Subject: Equsine, Part Two

     Equsine was a machine. Think about the Signore Weaver character of
Ripley in the movie Aliens when she straps herself in the robot
exoskeleton, giving her great strength and power. Kinda like that but way
more human-like.
    I was placed on a slave toilet to expel the accumulated juices, and
then put on my knees to use my still raw tongue to clear the rim and seat
of the toilet of anything that had sprayed too far.
     Then I was tied in standing position with chains from the ceiling and
floor as the staff slaves used pails of warm water to wash my body.
     Whoever had designed the machine was clearly a master engineer. The
creature...for it was impossible to see it as anything other than a moving,
living entity...the creature was gleaming silver and vaguely horse shaped.
The person "operating" it would lay flat in the belly area on padding
designed to make it comfortable. The "rider's" arms stretched forward into
the front legs of the beast. His (or her?) legs stretched backward toward
the rear legs. The head rested on a well-padded chin inside the great head
of the beast.
     But Equsine was not mere sculpture. It was a computer mechanized
moving robot with motions as fluid as a human`s. Almost invisible joints
allowed all of the parts to move. At the end of each front "leg" were a
series of joints, twenty in all, that were fingerlike but even more
serpentine. They squirmed!
    Equsine was about twelve feet high and four feet wide. In the big room,
it was positioned over a black leather sling supported by chains that
stretched way in the distance to ceiling hooks. It was clear that I would
be occupying that lower position.
     "So do you like my new toy, bitch?" Master asked me, knowing I would
not answer. Like it or not, I was about to experience it.
     "Here's the slut who I've trained in it," he said as he gestured
toward a side door. A boy...truly a boy, just barely eighteen, slim and
effeminate looking, not at all as masculine as the rest of us, walked into
the room, knelt at Master feet and started licking. The creature's
white-blonde hair was shoulder length, and it flowed onto the floor around
Master's boots. A big bright pink plug in his ass was clearly
visible. Master had obviously had work done on the tits, for the looked
like those of a teen girl, and the protruding nipples were pierced with
heavy silver rings.
     "Fine, fine, sissy, now let's not waste any time...I'm anxious for Wah
to learn how this all works...go get in position!" Master ordered the boy.
     The boy-girl walked casually over to the beast and used a stepping
stool to climb into the machine, sliding into the padded belly
position. Immediately a soft hum of servo-motors could be heard.
    I watched as the machine closed itself more tightly around the bitch's
thin body. Then an equally shiny cover closed underneath his body and it
too shrunk, encasing him in the monster Only his eyes and the sides of his
somewhat bony chest could be seen. It was hard for me to fear such a girly
boy!
      Abruptly, the machine stood back on it's rear "legs', and from it's
lower center a spectacular looking silver cock emerged! It was obviously
made of some kind of a metal/plastic combination, for it appeared both hard
and flexible at the same time. It was slick looking and grew as I watched
it. It was dripping a cum looking liquid, and I was quickly leaking from
behind my cock cage too.
     Inch by inch, the creature's cock projected itself out obscenely. I
wondered if the girly-boy's cock was somehow inside it? Had his cage been
removed to allow him to truly become one with the machine?
    I had no more time to think about what was happening, which was a good
thing. I was taken to the leather and strapped securely into the sling. My
legs and arms were spread a far out as possible, my legs up high enough to
make my hole most vulnerable. It was a very familiar position for me, but
looking up at the Beast before me, I shivered.
     It was amazing how quiet Equsine was for a machine!
     He reached out as far as possible with one of the long snake like
fingers and brushed along the side of my face.
     Equsine's surface was made of metal, of a sort I had never seen
before, bit it felt like, well, like skin of some kind. Cool but not cold,
smooth yet textured, oiled yet not overly so...
     He was moving in my direction before I even realized it, his big cock
pointing toward me, as if mocking my comments about the boy-girl inside. I
could see the boy's eyes through the slits in the horsey looking head, and
they looked much more threatening to me now.  I would never again think of
the rider as anything other than a terror. Months later, when I ran into
him in a hallway, I wet myself in fear, even though he was back to his
feminine girly-boy self, wearing nothing but a pink dog collar and matching
high-heels.

To Be Continued
With Master Daddy's permission.
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