chitown_diva
Tourist
Someone suggested I make this its own thread, and I'm flattered! I don't mind talking about my emotional state and my fantasies, and I only apologize if they bore you.
To summarize: for months now, I've had dreams about being subjugated by a horse. Not just stroking his cock, not just licking his cock, not even just fucking his cock, but worshiping his cock. Treating his horsecock as my god, as an idol, a totem. Converting my religion, changing my entire life, to worship this massive, pulsating, powerful dick. To put it at the center of my very existence, to be naked for him and willing to serve in every capacity. To be naked when I come home, ready to bow before him and take his throbbing dick gingerly in my hands, to place a single devoted kiss on the head. To be a slave to his virile member as I cater to his every whim, in the hopes that he will bless me with spurts of that delightful semen from his long, erect shaft.
And God, what I wouldn't do with that! I've thought of being at the center of horse semen pumping onto me from every direction, tasting it, feeling it enter my body and fill me up...practically bathing in it! The thought of being at the center of geysers of horse sperm, pumping out, coating me, filling up a receptacle with me in it as I feel my body saturated with it. I get lost in this fantasy, my heart races, my pussy hot and wet and so, so ready to embrace this new reality, my new religion. It's becoming difficult to imagine anything else, and my human partners of the past pale in comparison to the muscular horse god-cock that I've conjured up in my mind.
To summarize: for months now, I've had dreams about being subjugated by a horse. Not just stroking his cock, not just licking his cock, not even just fucking his cock, but worshiping his cock. Treating his horsecock as my god, as an idol, a totem. Converting my religion, changing my entire life, to worship this massive, pulsating, powerful dick. To put it at the center of my very existence, to be naked for him and willing to serve in every capacity. To be naked when I come home, ready to bow before him and take his throbbing dick gingerly in my hands, to place a single devoted kiss on the head. To be a slave to his virile member as I cater to his every whim, in the hopes that he will bless me with spurts of that delightful semen from his long, erect shaft.
And God, what I wouldn't do with that! I've thought of being at the center of horse semen pumping onto me from every direction, tasting it, feeling it enter my body and fill me up...practically bathing in it! The thought of being at the center of geysers of horse sperm, pumping out, coating me, filling up a receptacle with me in it as I feel my body saturated with it. I get lost in this fantasy, my heart races, my pussy hot and wet and so, so ready to embrace this new reality, my new religion. It's becoming difficult to imagine anything else, and my human partners of the past pale in comparison to the muscular horse god-cock that I've conjured up in my mind.
