Jessica and Jarret: A Lady and her Servant
Author's Note: -insert usual disclaimer thing here- In any case, this is just something random I wrote. It does include cub- in fact, it's a cub being dominant over someone old enough to be her father.
[c]Jessica and Jarret[/c]
[c]A Lady and her Servant[/c]
"You, there, servant!" the ten year old great dane called down the passageway from her bedroom door.
The older basset hound, old enough that his fur was turning gray, that she'd hailed, the only other living soul in the passageway at the time, immediately turned on his heel and trotted over to her, "Yes, Young Miss, how may I be of service?" he asked.
"Get in here," she commanded, "And lock the door behind you," she finished as she stepped inside her room, the obedient servant following her curiously, though he dared not ask what she was up to.
After closing and locking the door, the servant looked over at the girl, her violet silk dress going perfectly with her short, gleaming black fur, and asked again, "What can I do for you here, Young Miss?"
She stood in the middle of her room, looking him up and down before commanding, simply, "Undress me."
A common enough command, for the time. The basset hound assumed she was going to take a nap, so he stepped up to her, though he asked, "Wait of your maidservant, Young Miss?" as the female servant would normally be the one
to do such things.
"She has another task..." the girl replied, sounding a bit annoyed, "Don't question me, servant."
"Of course not, Young Miss," he replied to her, keeping her calm, as he stepped behind her, unzipping her dress slowly.
"What is your name, servant?" she asked him as he slipped the shoulders off of her dress.
Now, this question was not so common, but he only paused a moment before replying, "I am called Jarret, Young Miss," as he continued removing her dress.
"Jarret... I like that..." she told him as the dress fell to the ground, "Panties, too, Jarret," she commanded him.
This took him completely by surprise, but he knew better than to deny her, hesitantly reaching out to the waistband of the girl's blue panties and pulling them down.
"Thank you..." she murred as she turned to face him, completely naked, and asked, "Jarret, do you have a mate?"
He couldn't help but glance at the girl's bare slit, though he quickly pulled his eyes away from there as he replied to the unusual question, wondering what she was getting at, "N-no, Mistress. I have not taken a mate."
"Good..." she said, giggling happily as she trotted over to her bed, sitting on the edge of it before commanding, "Now, Jarret, take your clothes off."
He swallowed, "Wh-what was that, Young Miss?"
"You heard me," she told him, though her giggle showed she was more amused by his response than angered, "Undress yourself for me. Completely, Jarret."
Though hesitant to do so, he knew the punishment for disobedience was death, so he nodded as he replied, "If it is Young Miss' desire..." and stripped for her, his reluctance causing the act to be slow and, inadvertently, arousing.
"That's good... You may call me by name while we are alone, Jarret," she told him, "I give you permission," she said, murring as she gazed at his now completely naked body, licking her lips.
"I thank you," he replied, honestly honored by the guesture, "Lady Jessica."
"You're doing well, Jarret..." she murred to him, leaning back on her paws and spreading her legs slightly, revealing herself to him completely, "Now, come here."
It was clear what she wanted, and Jarret was actually finding himself aroused by the situation; even though, she was only ten years old, his thick cock was sliding slowly from its sheath, though still limp, as he moved over to her. Standing just a few feet away from Jessica now, he asked, "What is your desire, Lady Jessica?"
"Get on your knees, Jarret..." she commanded him, panting softly now with her own desire, "And lick between my legs."
He gulped softly at the command, but did as he was told, kneeling in front of her and leaning forward, a hot breath flowing over her slit as he opened his mouth and slowly slid his wet tongue out, then over the underage nether region. He couldn't help but murr softly at her sweet, innocent flavor, though he was surprised to find that she was damp, and soon found himself lapping eagerly away at her hot slit.
"Mmmmm..." she moaned softly, leaning back further, "There's a good boy..." she encouraged, "That feels good..."
Jarret didn't reply as he continued to eat the hot little bitch out, moaning softly against her slit as his tongue slid across her hot folds, not yet entering in the least, though. She tasted so good just on the outside that he wanted to savour her as much as he could before going further.
"Ohhh..." she moaned down at him, one paw reaching out to stroke and grip his headfur as she leaned back on the other one, pushing her hips foward against him, "More, Jarret..." she groaned.
He didn't hesitate to oblige; spreading the hot, swollen lips of her verticle smile with his agile tongue before sliding the slick muscle slowly into her tight, virgin depths, eliciting a gasp, moan, and shiver of pleasure from the girl.
It didn't take much longer for her to be whimpering and yipping in pleasure as her body began to shake, sweat matting her fur as she felt something swelling inside of her. Before she had time to wonder what it was, though, it released in a flood of pleasure, causing her to howl in ecstasy as she reached her first orgasm.
Panting heavily as he finally pulled away from her, she murred down at the basset hound, "Good boy..." she commended, "Now, come up onto my bed, Jarret..."
"As you command, Lady Jessica..." he murred softly to her, crawling up onto her bed and laying on his back, gazing at her as she gazed at him.
She smiled, though she seemed a little unsure of herself, hesitating a moment before she suddenly moved on top of him, straddling him as she gazed at his hard, pulsing, red shaft, gripping it in her paw gently before speaking, "This... goes in... here..." she asked, aiming his cock to her swollen, drooling pussy, "Right?"
"You're still too young, Lady Jessica..." Jarret replied, "But, I can't stop you if you want to..."
"You didn't answer the question..." she scolded teasingly, rubbing his tip against her pussy, getting a soft moan from the both of them, "Does it, or does it not?"
He sighed softly, nodding, "It does, Lady Jessica..." he told her.
"Good boy..." she murred, then yipped and groaned as she lowered herself down on him, forcing his large penis into her young vagina, stretching her to the limits already.
He groaned as he felt her slit wrap his cockhead in its hot, vice like grip, knowing that he wouldn't last long inside of something so hot and tight, especially since it had been months since he'd last mated with anyfur.
She bit her lip as she groaned, her eyes closed tight and panting heavily, feeling unbearable pain with immeasurable pleasure as she pushed more and more of him into her, slowly, but not even hesitating as she pushed him through her hymen. She yipped, though, a tear seeping out of her eye as she felt the sharp increase in pain, but she was soon moaning in pleasure again as the pain faded away, replaced by even more pleasure.
Jarret, in the meantime, was groaning as more and more of his shaft entered her hot pussy, his tongue sticking out and sweat matting his own fur, his knot already swollen.
With a small grunt, Jessica suddenly pushed harder against him, forcing him passed her cervix with a whine and bark of pain before howling her pleasure as his knot pressed against her entrance and she came again, squeezing his straining cock even tighter as her entire body convulsed.
In the same instant, Jarret howled his own climax, flooding the girl's womb with his thick, hot cream, in such volume that it quickly filled her womb, then passed into her vagina, and finally out of her slit, pooling around his crotch and oozing down between his legs.
She let out a final gasp as she collapsed on top of him, laying on his chest as she let out a small yawn, snuggling up to him, "Good boy..." she murred softly.
"Shh, Lady Jessica..." he murred in reply, stroaking her sweat soaked spine gently, "Sleep, Little One..."
"Jarret..." she said slowly, "Do you like the job you have..." she paused to yawn, then continued, "right now...?"
"Hmm..." he replied, pondering the question, "I am a simple cleaner, Lady Jessica..."
She giggled tiredly and rephrased her question, "Is there another job you would like to have, Jarret...?"
He smiled, "There is, Lady Jessica... I'd like to be one of the cooks... I'm better at cooking than half of the ones you have..."
"Good boy..." she murred to him as she yawned again, "I'll have a word with mother and father, then... But, you'll have to keep teaching me more about mating..." she informed him, then slipped into an exhausted sleep.
"Of course, Lady Jessica..." he murred happily, stroking her back still as he, too, fell asleep.