Karen tied her jogging shoes onto her feet and stretched awrming herself up. Usually she just ran around the block, but today she wanted to do more, and push herself. She was going to run out on the trails in the nearby park. She grabbed a thin jacket and stepped outside into the early morning mist. She walked for a ways, then jogged slowly until she got to the park.   
   Karen just turned 18, and had left her parents house and found a small apartment. Not in a big city, just a little secluded. That was what she liked. She was about 5' 3" and had shoulder length blonde hair. She was good looking, only weighed about 126 lbs. and worked out regularly. She had blue eyes, and had loved horses ever since she was a kid. She had always wanted on of her own, but was never able to because of the little amount of money her parents made.
    She had been jogging down the small path for about 10 minutes now, and stopped to walk for a breather and to check her pulse. She had passed a couple people so far, just other joggers, but nothing more than that. She had never been on most of these trails before, and definatley not this one. She took a left turn onto another trail that led further into the woods. The red leaves on the trees reminded her that it was autumn and winter was coming shortly.
    After jogging for some time, she stopped and realized that she had not seen anyone pass her since she took the turn. Thats odd, I usually see people wherever I go, it's a busy park. She thought to herself. She turned back the other way and then heard something rustling in the bushes next to her. She heard a small noise, like air rushing through a straw, and felt a sting in her neck. She fell onto the ground, and everything went black.

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    Karen woke with a small headache, and looked around her. Her blurry vision made it hard to see. She could hear a rumbling noise, but it seemed so far away. All sounds sounded far away. Under her she could feel that familiar feeling of fresh shavings, like the kind they used at the stable where she used to work. Finally her senses were coming back to her. She got up onto her knees and slid over to the wall near her. She was in a horse trailer, but why? The last thing she ever remembers was getting up in the morning at 4:30.
    The rumbling had slowed down, and then came to a final stop. The whole trailer had stopped moving. She could hear shouting.
    "Hey get out here Mark, we got a good one!" A burly voice shouted.
    "OK, be right there!" Another shouted from farther away. Karen heard footsteps walking along side the trailer, and as the person got to the back of the trailer and started to open the door, Karen pushed on the door that she saw on the side of the trailer, where the horse would look out of, if there were a horse there. She heard the man chuckle.
     "Sweety, that doors been bolted shut long ago, just for safety reasons." He laughed again, and opened the swinging doors above the ramp.
    "Well, well, we're wide awake now aren't we?" Karen stood perfectly still, hoping he would go away and leave her, but something told her that that would never happen.
    Another man walked around the corner of the trailer holding ropes and handcuffs.
    "Where'd you get this one, Brad?" He asked as he lept over the ramp into the trailer. Karen froze as he walked towards her calmly.
    "Over in the park. Bitch was jogging all by herself on our trail. Never even saw the no tresspassing sign near the turnoff."
    "P-please, I'm so sorry, it won't happen again, I was just not thinking about where I was going, I was just jogging. I didn't mean any harm! I swear!" Karen trembled, and looked up at the man standing above her.
    "Oh, don't worry honey, you didn't do us no harm, but believe me, you'll be hurtin' a lot more by the time this days over." The man said. Karen lunged next to him in a frantic attempt at an escape. With no where to go she turned and lay on her back trying to fend off the man.
    "What the fuck are you thinkin'?" The man yelled at her and raised a hand ready to bring it down on her face.
    "Mark! Thats enough. She'll get whats coming to her." The man standing outside said. Reluctantly, Mark got up and grabbed the rope that he had thrown on the floor. He quickly tied it around her neck, and hand-cuffed her hands behind her back. The other man lowered the ramp and Mark pushed the girl out. Karen looked around, and was amazed. She saw field and fields of horses and ponies of all sizes. A big barn was right in between two fences and a small house was next to the whole place, on the side.
    "Don't get to excited, missy. You'll get your fill of horses." Mark said, and the other man chuckled. Karen didn't know what was so funny about all this. They had kidnapped her!
    They led her into the barn. None of the stalls had horses in them, but the smell of horses was definatly there. She was led all the way to the other end of the barn and they turned right into another aisle-way. Then they unlocked and opened a door to the left, and led her inside. She walked in the door, and noticed that this was just like a house, but much smaller. There was a bed along the wall to the left, some sort of kitchen, with a stove, microwave, refridgerator, and a small counter, and along the back was was a couch, and a TV was in front of it. The whole floor was covered in shavings and there was all sorts of horse equiptment around. Near the couch was a door, probably the bathroom, she thought.
    "Get in there. You have all you need in here. Make yourself at home, and be ready for us when we come back in about 2 hours. We expect you to be naked, showered, and you must have your hair in a ponytail. Do you understand?" The man pushed her in and explained to her. Karen was nervous, and when he told her he wanted her naked, she felt tears streaming down her cheeks.
    "What are you going to do to me? I didn't deserve any of this!" She yelled. Brad walked over and grabbed her by the hair and yanked her head back.
    "You never talk like that to me, or Mark, again! Ever!" He slapped her ass and strolled out. Karen fell to her knees and started to cry. Well, I better do what they say. I never will know what they're going to do until I get there and I might as well go easily and save myself the pain, she thought to herself.

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    When she was done showering and getting ready she splashed cold water on her face. She was just drying off when she heard the door open. She sighed and walked out of the bathroom. Brad stood by the door. As he saw her he looked at her, and stared at her 34C breasts, and her freshly shaven pussy.
    "Get over here." He commanded, still glancing at her pussy that she tried to cover up along with her breasts. Cool air rushed in and brushed across her nipples. Brad grabbed her arm and pulled her out and walked her down the hall, and turned and walked her out of a door at that end of the barn leading to the outside. That was when she first saw the building that she would soon regret ever knowing. The big doors on the side where closed, and she could here horses hooves scraping and pounding on the cement floor inside. He led her into the building, and closed the door behind him.  
    "He's ready!" Yelled Mark over the noises of the horse he was leading next to him. Karen looked at the beautiful horse in front of her. It's wide eyes staring at her. It was then when she noticed his cock hanging between his hind legs. Brad had pusshed her further towards the horse, and as she saw the cock she started to squirm.
    "Let me go!" She yelled, but the man was too strong, and he brought her over to a contraption that looked like a thick log raised into the air on wooden poles. She was hoisted onto it, her stomach scraping the rough wood. Brad tied her hands around the log, as if she were hugging it, and the her legs the sam way. Leaving her pink pussy open, and vulnerable. Teasingly Brad stuck a small amount of his finger into her hole, and smiled.
    "She's a god damn virgin!" Karen started to sob, and gasped when Brad's finger flicked her clit a couple times.
    Karen heard the stallions hooves hit the floor as he was led over to her. Karen did not know what they were doing, but had an idea.
    "That thing will tear me open! You can't do this!" She yelled between sobs. She gasped as she felt a velvety horse muzzle brush against her bare pussy. She heard the stallion squeal and he dug his muzzle into her pussy, licking her while she cried.
    "This here is Cowboy," said Mark, "He'll do you some good, and some bad, but most of all, he can give you pleasure if you want it." He said teasingly while stroking the stallion's black coat. The horse was nearly 17 hands tall, (a hand is 4 inches, so multiply 17x4, and thats about 5' 7" at the tallest tip of a horse's shoulder) and his cock was at least a foot and a half long, and maybe 9 inches around.
    Karen started to moan slightly as the horse devoured her pussy. She winced as his tongue started to venture into her untouched hole and hit her hymen. The horse squealed again, and started to rear a little bit. Finally the men unclipped the stallions lead and let the horse go. He instantly shot up and onto Karen, his cock dangling between his legs. Brad walked up slowly and reached out, guiding the tip of his cock to her tight pussy. Precum oozed out of his head while he tried to burst into her. Finally, feeling that he was ready he tried to push in. Karen screamed and yelled as inch after inch of huge horse cock disappeared into her pussy. The stallion, having enough of not fucking until he cums, felt her barrier
and groaned and took his cock out of her. Karen sighed, hoping he was done. Without any sign, he plunged his cock deep into her pussy, breaking her hymen without any hesitation, and pushed deeper and deeper all the way until he could go no more. The stallion reached up and grabbed her pony tail between his teeth, pulling her head backwards. The men cheered and laughed, as Karen screamed. Blood ran like a river down her legs and onto the horses cock. The stallion pumped faster and faster into her pussy, hitting her back wall ever time. Her pussy felt like it was on fire, and she started to cry uncontrollably as the massive cock tore her open. This went on for what seemed like forever of pain and humiliation. Karen went in and out of consciousness, and the pain started to subside for now. Then she felt the stallion slow, and then felt a burst of hot liquid in her. The stallion waited for a while, and slowly dismounted. A river of horse cum poured out of her pussy, leaving a gaping hole where the stallion stretched and tore her open. She lay there breathing heavily, and waited for the worst. The stallion slowly moved back to her, and started to lick the cum off of her. He smelt her pussy juices and knew what to do. He slowly slid his tongue over her whole slit, making sure to pay attention to her clit. He was trained by Brad and Mark, and trained well. The men untied Karen and she collapsed to the floor. She lay in a puddle of blood and cum, and she wanted to cry, but she was all out of tears to cry, so she just lay there until she felt Mark pick her up. He carried her back to her room, and lay her naked on the couch. Karen curled up into a small bundle of pain, and fell asleep.