Show at the Royal Stables

Lara pulled the convertible up to the ancient gates of the Royal Stables. The evening sun gilded the rooftops, and the air smelled of hay and musk. Lesya stepped out first—a slender brunette in a long black evening gown with a plunging neckline. The fabric clung to her hips and tight ass. Lara, in a crimson dress, smiled like a predator.

"Ready, my personal little slut?" she asked, adjusting the camera on its tripod.

"For you and for Zhenya—always," Lesya replied, licking her lips. She knew her husband was at home right now, staring at his monitor, stroking his cock and waiting.

Lara switched on the live stream. The chat exploded instantly.

"Tonight we're in the stables. Just us, six horses, and your favorite Lesya. We're taking requests. Whoever pays the most decides what she does next," Lara announced.

Lesya stepped into the spacious stall. Two ponies chewed hay calmly in the corner, while four massive stallions in the adjacent boxes snorted loudly. Their thick cocks were already starting to swell from the scent of two aroused women.

"Let's start easy," Lara said, nodding.

Lesya walked up to the first stallion, hiked her dress up to her waist. No panties underneath. She bent over doggy-style right in front of the horse's muzzle, spread her ass cheeks apart.

"Watch me drip," she whispered into the camera.

The horse inhaled noisily, then a long, hot tongue dragged across her soaking wet pussy. Lesya shuddered.

"Oh fuck… so rough…" she gasped.

Lara laughed:

"The chat's on fire already. They want you to suck off the second one."

Lesya didn't argue. She moved to the next stallion, dropped to her knees in the straw. A huge, throbbing cock swayed in front of her face. She wrapped both hands around it, ran her tongue along the head, then opened wide and started taking it down her throat as deep as she could. Saliva ran down her chin, down her neck, dripping onto her dress.

"Deeper, you whore," Lara commanded. "Zhenya's probably already blown his first load by now."

Lesya moaned, cock still buried in her mouth. The chat exploded with new offers. Lara read them aloud:

"'Let her ride the stallion reverse cowgirl.' 'We want to see her take two cocks at once—pussy and ass.' 'Make him cum inside her.'"

The donation total climbed every minute.

Lesya stood up, peeled the dress off onto the straw. Now she was completely naked—just stiletto heels. She approached the biggest stallion. Lara helped her onto a low mounting block. Lesya grabbed the mane, slowly lowered herself onto the thick, hot cock. Her pussy stretched to the limit.

"Aaaaah… he's so huge… splitting me open…" she moaned, starting to ride.

The horse snorted and thrust its hips. Lesya bounced, tits jiggling, hair flying wild. Lara filmed close-up as the thick cock plunged in and out, slick with her juices.

"Now the ass," the chat demanded.

Lesya climbed off, turned around, bent over. Lara guided the massive head toward her asshole herself. Lesya bit her lip as the stallion slowly pushed into her tight hole. The pain quickly melted into pure, filthy bliss.

"Fuck me harder… come on, pound my dirty ass!" she screamed.

Lara couldn't hold back. She stripped off her dress, lay down beneath Lesya, and started greedily licking her clit while Lesya kept impaling herself on the horse cock in her ass. The two women moaned in unison. The cameras caught every drop of sweat, every shudder.

"I'm gonna cum… fuck, I'm cumming!" Lesya howled.

Her body arched, her pussy spraying squirt right across Lara's face. The stallion trembled too and began flooding her hot ass with thick, heavy cum. It ran down Lesya's thighs in white rivulets.

Lara rose, kissed Lesya on the lips, sharing the taste of her juices.

"You won the bet, my best little slut. The subscribers are in ecstasy. Zhenya's probably dead by now."

Lesya, panting hard, smiled into the camera, covered in cum and sweat.

"This is just the beginning… next time will be even rougher."