A Deer Deal
Be careful those spirits and Gods you invite into your circle during a Solstice...
A Deer Deal
© Cederwyn Whitefurr
14thOctober, 2021
All Rights Reserved.
Cederwyn had prepared for this ritual for months, his black furred paws trembling as he lit the summoning candle and knelt down before the altar. His long, floppy ears hanging behind him and brushing against the light forest green robe that covered him. Everything was in readiness, the circle cast and the watchers of the towers in attendance - he had spent much of the night mentally going over the ritual in his mind before he smiled and run the bell three times.
"Lord Herne," He called to the night, the glow of candles flickering at all four corners of the sacred circle. "Lord Herne, Huntsman, do I beseech and summon you to enter my circle with love and open heart! Lord Herne, I ask of you, come forth and join with me this night!"
A cold wind blew from nowhere, then there was the snap of twigs and fallen leaves, as _something_moved in the darkness beyond the sacred circle. A hint of white was glimpsed, before it vanished again.
"Lord Herne, do I call to thee and ask for thine presence in my circle this night!"
Again, there was the snap of twigs, and a great white Great Stag stepped from the edge of the clearing and gazed at the hybrid who remained kneeling, head bowed in submission and eyes downcast.
"Come to me Lord Herne, I call unto thee and into my circle come and be thrice welcomed, with perfect love and perfect trust!"
Its antlers gleaming like the points were cast from molten silver, the great white Great Stag approached and paused, before bowing its antlered head, extending one pale leg out and resting its chin on the shin. Cederwyn rose and stepped to the circle, drawing his athame and cutting a 'door' in the edge, before stepping aside and allowing the Great Great Stag to enter. Once done, Cederwyn closed the 'door' and returned to the altar.
"I do hereby welcome, honour and greet you, Lord Herne!" Cederwyn whispered, as he placed the athame on the altar.
Seemingly perfectly at ease, the Great Stag merely knelt down on his front legs, then folded the back ones as he looked around. Cederwyn bowed before the altar, before he turned and looked at the Great Stag, who gazed back and watched the half-human, half mule deer with a quizzical expression.
"Lord Herne, I bid you welcome and greetings, for long have I worshipped from afar, to finally make your acquaintance, truly, my lord, it is a tremendous moment for me!"
With a single flick of the ear, the Great Stag remained mostly impassive. It's eyes never moved, it just stared at the hybrid.
"This night, Lord Herne, do I offer that which the solstice commands! I give myself to you, Lord Herne, for your will shall be done on this night, and forever more, if you will it!"
Curious, the Great Stag merely grunted and stood up, before he shook himself, fine hairs falling from his pure white coat. Cederwyn's eyes were wide, reflecting the brilliant moonlight, as he knelt and bowed his head to the ground before the Great Stag.
"Lord Herne, I pledge myself to you, heart, body and soul, from this night, until my last! Great Huntsman, White Great Stag, my lord and master, I humbly beg for your blessing upon me, if such is your will!"
With a flick of an ear and a twitch of the snow white tail, the Great Stag continued to stare down at Cederwyn, who remained prostrated upon the ground.
"A sign my lord, if it pleases you - thy will be done. Spring is a time for rebirth and new life! It is here, on this night, do I offer myself to you, my Lord, to show my love and dedication to you and for you."
With a grunt, the Great Stag twitched and Cederwyn trembled, looking down at those glistening cloven hooves. A faint smell, like a forest's moist mulch, filled Cederwyn's nostrils and then come the scent of sweat and musk that nearly overwhelmed him as the scents worked upon the hybrid. Stepping forwards, the Great Stag licked Cederwyn's left ear from base to tip and Cederwyn trembled and panted.
"Your will be done, my Lord Herne. Tonight, shall I offer myself to you, not as a doe, but as a servant and follower!"
Cederwyn quivered as he knelt, lifting himself off the ground and he shed his robe, discarding it to the side. His pale fur shone almost as brightly as that of the Great Stag. Quietly, the Great Stag grunted and nudged Cederwyn with his muzzle, making the hybrid sit up. With an audible sigh, the Great Stag shook his head and walked around behind Cederwyn, then placed both forelegs over the buck's legs and pushed him again.
This time, Cederwyn understood, and he dropped down onto his knees and trembled, his wedge-like tail flagging from side to side. Carefully, the Great Great Stag stepped over the kneeling hybrid and placed his front legs over Cederwyn's shoulders as Cederwyn shuddered and swallowed the large lump in his throat.
Am I truly about to submit to a God? Is Lord Herne about to claim me as his own, as a Stag claims a Doe? Is...
Cederwyn's mind went blank, as he gasped when he felt the full firmness of the Great Stag's penis brush against his tail that instantly snapped up and tickled the Great Stag's belly. Standing over him, the Great Stag grunted and stood firm, as Cederwyn nervously pushed backwards and felt the great length begin to mount itself within him.
Cederwyn wasn't inexperienced - not by a long shot - yet this Great Stag was no normal Great Stag - thicker than anything he'd experienced and the heat that radiated from the bulbous tip as it eased into him...
"Oh...." Cederwyn squealed, his eyes wide and body trembling as a great warmth and love spread over him like a blanket.
Stepping from one cloven hoof to the other, the Great Stag pushed forwards and thrust himself completely inside Cederwyn, who gasped. His paws gouged at the earth as the Great Great Stag claimed him as a doe beneath the light of the moon. Heat built within and without, as the Great Great Stag covered the hybrid beneath him - starting with a sensual rocking and quickly building to a rump thudding thrusting as Cederwyn squealed like a Doe, his mind overcome and his own feral like length thrust from his furred sheath as it began to twitch and spasm beneath him.
With enthusiasm and vigour did the Great Stag mate with Cederwyn, who gasped and panted, his fingers splayed out on the loamy soil.
"Nnnngh!" Cederwyn gasped, before he convulsed beneath the Great Stag.
His muscles contracting tight throughout his body as the Great Stag snorted and reared back then slammed himself hard against Cederwyn's rump. First Cederwyn's penis throbbed and ached, before it twitched and his semen spurted in great jets, splattering on the ground as the Great Great Stag slammed him again and again, eagerly driving himself with force and intent into this strange, yet willing doe beneath him.
Another orgasm was wrenched from Cederwyn as the Great Stag thrust again, then he trembled and Cederwyn gasped as he explosive orgasm flooded deep within him. Pleasure filled Cederwyn from head to hoof as he felt the Great Stag give him everything he had in that moment - surely - he felt like the throbbing pulses and powerful jets of the Great Stag's blessing would never end.
Love filled Cederwyn heart and soul, as the Great Stag roared like the powerful, dominant creature he was, yet _another_explosive release spurting deep inside Cederwyn's willing body.
"Urgh...so...so much..." Cederwyn panted, his own penis throbbing and aching with the need for its release again, but he had nothing left inside of him.
With a shudder, the Great Stag remained as hard as stone within the willing creature beneath him, before he trembled and stepped backwards, sliding free with a wet slurp. Cederwyn collapsed onto the ground, moaning and trembling, overcome with the raw emotions and the sensations that threatened to overwhelm him.
With a gentle nuzzle, the Great Stag grunted and looked down at the hybrid he'd bred, then a smile spread across his furred lips as he saw Cederwyn's still form.
As the first rays of sunlight began to climb over the distant mountains, the Great Stag knelt down and rested his chin on the claimed doe, imparting a sense of love, warmth and peace upon the unconscious hybrid beneath him. Rising, it looked up at the dawn, then shivered and melted away like a ghost...
*
A horned man, dressed in a simple woodland brown cloak, clutching a diamond tipped spear with spikes at the end of the point, grinned and looked at a similar horned figure who stood beside it, the White Great Stag materialising from the ether to stand beside the one who held the spear.
"That was not at all our deal, Lord Herne - " Come an ageless voice from the second human-like figure.
"Lord Cerunnos, you should have known, I am the Great Hunter, I always claim my prey - eventually."
Placing a hand on the Great Stag's neck, Lord Herne nodded to it and stroked it gently.
"Our deal was you would claim him, not your...not...this..."
"I did claim him, just as our deal agreed!" Lord Herne snickered. "You never said in what form I'd claim your servant..."
Lord Cerunnos turned his head to stare at Lord Herne, before he bowed his head and acknowledged the deal had been struck and honoured.
"He belongs to me now, Lord Cerunnos, such was the deal we struck, so mote it be! If he submit, I would claim his spirit..."
Lord Cerunnos nodded in acquiescence. "Indeed Lord Herne, he is yours, I hope you will honour and cherish his spirit, as much as I have..."
END