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The twilight sky darkened as the fancy carriage rolled along, the pale half moon just starting to spill its light onto the road. The conveyance was surrounded by a honour guard of forty heavily armoured Stag warriors, who trotted beside and around it. Cloven hooves clicked on the cobblestones, while the warriors' armor jingled softly as they bounced along.

A homely old Donkey sat in the carriage, his flabby arms draped over the back of the seat. The ugly old male looked very relaxed, in the dim light a sleek antler-less head was shoved against the older male's lap. If the warriors hadn't known that the head belonged to a gelded Stag, then they would almost have mistaken it for a Doe. However, these young warriors had watched the Donkey as he'd sawed those proud antlers off, and had watched their former master licking and suckling on those ugly equine genitals the whole ride.

Ahead the steep road leveled off as the Lords castle loomed, Dunlup just leaned back letting Parsifal lick the sweat off his hefty nuts. The two guard captains had insisted Dunlup go back to the castle with them, to explain why the former Earl had become a neutered sissy, and the idea of visiting the struck-up former noble's herd of wives did hold a certain excitement for the horny old Jackass.

Between his heavy thigh's Parsifal knelt, the formerly pompous, high handed Deer now a broken eager slut. "Almost home... whore. And then you can introduce yer wives to a real male," the old Donkey grunted, gripping the back of that antler-less head. He shoved the former Stags pointed muzzle deeper onto his musky equine sheath, letting the neutered noble lick the insides of his cock sheath. "I gotta admit... I'm lookin' forwards to meeting a few more sexy Doe's. I got most of the ones back in the village starting' ta get round... ifin' ya know what I mean... heh." Parsifal looked up as the carriage passed through the gate house, the look of shame on the noble Deer's muzzle profound.

"No... please, Sir... you can't." The protest was muted from the Deer's mouth being pressed up into his musky male sheath once more. His long slick tongue lapped around inside that sheath, finding the tip of that massive equine cock.

"Now, now... it's not like you can do much fer them... don't be greedy sissy Doe-boi... The ladies need to have some pleasure too, and as you know I got plenty to share around," the homely old Donkey laughed, as the carriage rumbled through the courtyard. At last coming to a stop before the main entrance to the castle, the massive double doors flew open as the castle servants came hurrying out. Lining up to the right of the doors, as the butler, a very dignified looking Ram, stood staring at the old Donkey in the carriage. His eyes searching for Lord Blander, flying open wide as he saw the now antlerless Deer slide his snout away from the Donkey's crotch and sit up slowly. The Rams lip's twisting up, as if he was dying to ask a question of perhaps dozens of questions. Strolling up to the carriage, the Ram opened the door as he watched the Deer stumble out. Parsifal was no longer dressed in fancy clothing, but instead wore a rather risque Doe's dress. A dress that looked like it belonged on a harlot, the Ram was unable to resist any longer and sputtered in shock.

"Milord, what on earth..."

"I am no longer a lord, Codsworth," Parsifal mumbled meekly, his eyes staring at the ground in shame, as the Donkey climbed down out of the carriage to stand beside the fat little Deer.

"He's tellin' the truth... sure enough." Reaching over, the old Jack lifted the hem of the skirt, exposing Parsifal's empty crotch to the Ram, whose eyebrows shot up in surprise, even as the corners of his mouth turned up into a smirk.

"So I see, Sir," the butler grunted calmly, as if he'd seen this kind of thing a hundred times.

"And you are? And here in regards to?" The Ram inquired softly, as he looked the homely old Blacksmith over. As Dunlup finished buttoning his well worn trousers, the Ram started to smell up the passive neutered Deer's muzzle, which reeked of the Donkey's musk.

"Well now... I'm Dunlup the Blacksmith, and I'm here to tell the tale." The grinning Donkey clapped his big, work roughened hands on his hefty belly.

"I'm here because the captains felt someone needed to explain to the ladies of the house, about Parsifal's new position in life after his un-maling." The smiling Jack clapped a hand onto the Ram's shoulder, watching as a look of wonder flashed across the butler's muzzle.

"Well, I'm certain these unexpected events will leave them aghast, and make them anxious about their futures. Perhaps you could say or do something to alleviate their apprehension, something to let them see the possibilities the future can hold?" Dunlup winked at the Ram, flashing him a big chipped tooth grin as the butler ushered him into the castle.

Dunlup could tell from the rough outside, that this place had started out as a true fortification. The inside, however, was lavishly, even ostentatiously refinished. The place was all polished marble and beautiful dark wood. Looking more like a King's palace than a simple Earls fort, making it obvious as to what Lord Blander had been spending all those coins he'd collected in taxes on.

"I will certainly do my best, Codsworth," Dunlup assured as he wrapped a flabby arm around Parsifal's slender shoulders, pulling the now very humble and passive noble along with him.

"Fine ladies in a fine house... should be getting' some fine dickin'," the homely old Donkey sneered, as the neutered one beside him let out a soft whimper.

...

"The ladies have gathered in the library to await the Lord's return," the Ram explained, as he guided his former Lord and the lowborn through the entrance hallway. "I'm certain that they eagerly await... news of their beloved husband. So I will take you both straight to them, so that you might demonstrate the fate of their mate."

The dark wooden walls were covered with classical paintings, portraits, and elegantly woven tapestries depicting long-ago battles fought by noble stags. Dunlup paused to admire the beauty and sheer elegance of the entry hall before following the ram to a set of tall doors. The room beyond was circular, the walls lined with bookshelves, and elevated walkways stretching up fifty feet, almost reaching the vaulted ceiling. Around the room's fireplace, two sofas and a number of overstuffed chairs were placed. Near the tall leaded glass windows, there was a writing desk and lamp, while the tables were covered with busts and flowers in heavy ceramic vases. Four female deers were seated by the crackling fire; they rose to their hooves as the butler guided him into the room. Parsifal was cowering behind the bulk of the unkempt jack, his nose almost glowing with a shameful blush as the ram cleared his throat.

"My lady Annabelle..." Codsworth was looking at the oldest of the four females, as he bowed and then gestured to the grinning Donkey. "May I present Dunlup the... Errr, Blacksmith. He has news for you in-regards to the former Lord Blander." That caused a look of surprise, and then mild concern to wash over the muzzles of the herd of Doe's.

"Former Lord Blander?" Lady Annabelle asked as she turned to look at the older Donkey, noticing the small form that was cowering behind him. "Am I to take it... that my husband Parsifal has been slain." She asked, looking straight into the eyes of the hefty lowborn. Dunlup reached behind him and then dragged Parsifal into view of the Doe ladies.

"Only 'is manhood. If you take my meaning," Dunlup snorted, as the already stunned wives watched. The old Donkey lifted up the silky shirt, to display Parsifal's denuded crotch to the watching Doe's. There was a sharp intake of breath, followed almost at once by wild giggling from the younger females. Lady Annabelle kept her composure, as she stared at her husband in a contemptuous manner.

"Did you geld him in your Smithy? And on whose orders?" The stately middle aged female inquired, looking away from her neutered husband and over at the grinning Jack. Parsifal's head dropped, as his lovely wife dismissed his existence with a sneer of derision.

"Naww yer ladyship. E' got himself neutered over at my neutered predator whore house," the fat old Jackass explained, making the pretty Doe raise an eyebrow as he said that. Her eyes slowly wandered down over the equine's rotund form, widening as something along in his trouser leg flexed and tensed.

"Oh... how was that? It certainly appears to have been professionally done." Lady Annabelle observed, as she watched the younger ones cluster around their former husband to examine his destroyed manhood. The young Doe's giggling and whispering naughty things to each other as they prodded at the stitches and the limp sheath.

"We got a few machines over there... that I bought from the Sheep kingdom. They are made by an ingenious Smith friend of mine from said kingdom, made to calm down the young ones who are unable to find females," Dunlup explained with a snicker, as the Ram butler nodded his horned head at those words. Codsworth's reaction hinted that he knew all about those machines, a slowly growing smirk of the Sheep's muzzle betraying his professional look.

"And my husband just decided to have himself neutered, to throw away his title and family?" The pretty middle aged Doe had moved closer as they spoke, his lush body almost pressing up against Dunlup now. Her black nose twitching, as his thick, musky, and masculine scent made her feel almost light headed.

"Well... his Lardship, like those young Rams, didn't know what all the machines do," Dunlup explained with a smirk, as he felt Lady Annabelle's small, warm hand on his inner thigh. "It's marketed as a masturbator."

"And why would my husband use a," She couldn't bring herself to say it, her fingertips lightly tracing the outline of the Donkey's mighty organ. "Such... such a device, when he was already in a whore house? Were there NO whores available?"

"Because his Lardship didn't wanta pay full price for a whore. And the masturbator only cost a single copper," Dunlup explained bluntly, watching as the fine lady winced at the statement of her husband's greedy miser nature.

"So I paid for the copper myself, and he got taken care of... right proper." He smirked, while the Doe lady burst out laughing. She pushed up against him more firmly, as they watched the other Doe's teasing their former husband. "O' course... now that yer without a male... I feel like it's only right to offer my assistance. In seein' to yer needs in the male department, I got plenty ta offer as yer feeling right now." The homely old Donkey grinned, as those fingers squeezed his thick rut muscle gently.

"Codsworth... if you would." Lady Annabelle gestured over towards Parsifal with one hand, a look of vague disgust on her pretty muzzle. "Take the wretched down to the servants quarters, get it washed up and find some use for it."

"Of course, madam." Walking over to his former Lord, the tall Ram placed one hand on the back of the neutered Stags neck. Roughly guiding Parsifal towards the door, like he was a poorly behaving hoofman.

Dunlup's thick organ flexed in his simple trousers, the cheap material and basic cut leaving them barely adequate to contain a virile male like himself. Plus he'd deliberately slung his dick down the leg instead of trying to keep it reeled up. He'd been looking forward to this, and had the entire ride up to quizzed Parsifal about his wives and their desires... Not that the meek Deer eunuch was able to tell him much, which in turn told the old Donkey a lot about how those females would want to be treated. Smiling, the doughy old Jackass leaned in and whispered in Annabelle's ear. "You can let the other girls play with the neutered bitch for a while... nobody's gonna stop you from having your own fun, now."

Looking over at the former lord, his other wives were indeed having their fun at his expense. They caressed his belly and groped his empty groyne, teasingly asking if he missed having a prick already. If he missed his balls or his shaft more, if it was worth saving that money... and clearly, none of them were going to miss it. One Doe speculated aloud about 'Interviewing' males in the house to see who was 'Most qualified' to step in as breeder. The butler was shocked to hear this, yet so excited by the prospect, that he almost changed expression.

"Oh you know, I think your fellow wives have the right idea," Dunlup said with a knowing smile, as the sexy female pressed her lush body against his bulk. "It's pretty normal for a noble to hire a commoner to trim the hedges, or repair a table, make a new crest or do anything else he can't do yer Ladyship. This is no different." He mused aloud, putting a thick arm hand around Annabelle's backside, and squeezing the middle aged Doe's rump gently. "And I can provide plenty of satisfied wives as reference, ma'am."

"Oh I think there is a considerable difference... sir Smith." The Deer lady smirked, her hand rubbing up and down the length of his concealed organ. "And please call me Annabelle." She smiled at him as he winked, gripping and squeezing her ass-cheek in a calloused hand.

"As for your references... I dare say word has gotten around. My maid's cousin is Constable Manfred's wife, and she has made her pleasure known to any number of female friends and family." The Deer lady paused, giving the old Jack a leering look as he stood grinning at her. "Is it true she is pregnant with... a child you gave her while the Constable watched?"

"Oh they are quite the pair... those two," Dunlup chuckled softly, as he allowed her to fondle him right there in-front of the others. "It was real excitin'... I'd offer to do it for you... but you really don't have a husband anymore." The Donkey felt her slight body give a soft shudder, and then she took his hand, leading him away.

Dunlup had been expecting her to lead him upstairs, however, she instead dragged him into a massive first floor room. His nostrils twitched the moment the warm moist air hit his nose, the massive tub stretched out in front of him. The water steamed slightly, the scent telling him the bath was a natural hot spring. He watched on as the proper lady began to undress, soon she was standing there in all her naked glory. "Ahah Annie my girl... you are something to behold!" The grin on Dunlup's muzzle was huge and gloating, as he cast aside his rude clothing. Drawing a gasp of excitement from Annabelle, as his cudgel came into view.

"No wonder Manfred surrendered his wife to you." The sexy female moaned, her excited hands exploring the mighty rut muscle. As the horny old Jackass stood there smirking, his rough hands rubbing gently over her tawny form. "How many of our females have you..."

"Made round?" The smirking Donkey asked, as she guided him down the steps and into the warm waters. "About thirty or so... still working on one or two. Whose husbands have no idea their sweet little wives have been riding a Donkey." That clipped toothed grin was wolfish, as he talked about breeding other males mates behind their backs. But he kept talking, knowing this was the subject that aroused the noble born.

"One is a farmer's wife. While he's out working I've been ploughin' her virgin fields," Dunlup explained, as he sat down, the hot water closing over his bulky form. The steamy air in the room suddenly filled with his musky scent, as Annabelle pushed herself eagerly onto his flabby thighs.

The chubby organ reared itself up between them, as her little hands fondled his hefty pair . As that throbbing organ smacked against her soft chest, her nipples stiffening as his throbbing fucker rubbed against her body.

"You are quite the cheeky beast. What will he say when his wife gives birth to a fat Donkey's bastard?" Annabelle asked with a huge smile, one hand moving to stroke him off. While her other just keeps fondling his heavy testicles, while thinking about her husband's naked ruin crotch. The other girls were right to tease Parsifal, Annabelle had long since gotten used to the thought of her husband straying. She knew that he liked to bed any peasant girl he could sweet talk into it, she was even aware that he sometimes bedded effeminate young Stags.

"What can he say... it's not like he won't be in fine company," Dunlup snorted with a grin, his hands teasing her soft sex as she toyed with his. Most females in town would have a young half Donkey to raise, this one would blend in with the others just fine. Leaning back he pulled Annabelle up onto his soft belly, kissing her pointed cervine muzzle lustfully. She could feel him positioning his wide blunt tip, her dripping lips parting as the head of his organ pushed.

"Then there is this shop owner. I buy him drinks in the Pub until he's passed out drunk. Then I rut his wife in their bed, as he lay there snoring, utterly unaware that he's being cuckolded."

"Didn't you fear he might awaken?" The sexy Doe asked, wincing as her hot sex is stretched by the tip of that massive organ. Her tiny sex having never taken something so wide, making the normally calm Doe squeal and moan breathlessly. Dunlup simply stroked her fur, taking his time, after all he planned to stay for a while.

"Oh he has..." Dunlup chuckled, fondling the Doe's pert breasts as she took more and more of his pulsing fucker. "And the next morning he told his wife... about the lewd dream he had where his Donkey friend was pounding her furiously right there in their bed." The old Jack burst out laughing, and soon the lady joined him in laughing at the poor drunken cuck.

"Attagirl, Annabelle. I know you can take it if you try. Just take your time," he encouraged as he slowly worked his hips under hers. His shaft stretched her pussy, slowly working deeper, as she worked on relaxing her body to accommodate his girth and length.

"Ohooo... yes, I want to take it... I want to take it all." Annabelle whimpered breathlessly, feeling him spread her legs wider. Her scalding hot slot drooling heavily, as she worked up and down on his throbbing organ getting stretched opened a little more each time.

"Of course, I bred most of the ladies after their husbands had gotten gelded. Usually by me." Dunlup admitted with a wide grin, the sexy Deer nodding her head eagerly in response.

"Huhuhu," she laughed huskily through the moaning, at his admission of gelding males just so he could fuck their mates. "Did you trick my husband into getting gelded... showing him the whores in action? Getting him all hot and bothered... before showing him that machine?"

"I'll be honest, it's my favorite reason. There's even been a few who have brought their husbands to me to have their balls cut off, even their cocks... Some before I bedded them... and some after." He licked his thick lips, sliding his arms around her waist, pulling her gently against his rotund belly.

"I LOVE replacing a male in a lady's bed... then making her big and round with my foals..."

"They brought their husbands in to you... I wish things were so easy. Here in Deer land, the males are the ones in control of everything," Annabelle confessed with a lustful moan, as she dropped lower. Feeling his median ring against the lip's of her tiny sex, as the Donkey squeezed and suckled on her hard nipples lustfully.

"I'll admit a certain fascination... but I could never watch it done, I'm far too squeamish." She let out a breathless sigh of pleasure, feeling more full and sexually delighted than she had in her whole life. "That's why you came here really... Isn't it... you gelded Parsifal and now you want to fill each one of us with your offspring."

Dunlup took a deep breath as Annabelle rode his fat pole, relishing the tight, hot passage as she worked it onto his meat. He grabbed her rump and helped her move up and down, while starting to thrust as well. "Oh yeah, bounce on me, honey... You deserve that big dick from a well-hung Donkey to give you pleasure, ride me like I work for you," he grunted, his thrusts making his doughy gut shake and jostle against the Doe.

"Oh yeah, filling your bellies is why I'm here. Coming was the guard captain's idea, but once I heard that Earl had four wives... I hopped right in that carriage." Dunlup took a moment to put his hands on Annabelle's chest again, tilting the middle-aged Doe upright, and getting a good look at his thick club disappearing into her stretched slot.

"Damn, girl... you're riding me like a champ already." He grinned, looking up into her eyes. "You want it, honey? You wanna get bred by a fat old commoner with a huge cock and virile balls? A big sweaty Blacksmith with a reputation for fathering kids everywhere he goes?" He licked his lips and snorted. "Grab my balls, and tell me you're glad your lord lost his nuts!"

"I think you're right... I do deserve a big dick from a well-hung Donkey, it has been so long since I've really gotten to enjoy breeding. And I have to admit... thinking of my husband's reaction at you telling him he was going to end up neutered." Her body shivered in delight, as her eyes half closed, picturing Parsifal struggling to get away from his doom.

"Hehe, am I... like a champ." Reaching down she gripped his potent seed factories, tugging on them playfully, looking straight into the Smith's eyes. "If you had asked me that before... when I was younger... I would have told you that you must be mad. Allow a common Donkey to breed me... fill me with his thick seed. Uhu Uhu Uhumm." Annabelle moaned loudly, as he ruined her for everyone else. "But I am glad... Glad my husband foolishly lost his nuts... glad that you came here... glad that a fat old commoner with a fat cock and virile balls is going to breed his offspring into me!"

Dunlup brayed in lust as his heavy grey balls were grabbed from the warm spring water by the bouncing Doe. "Ahh yeah. This old Donkey... still got workin' balls... and they're gonna give you... what you NEED!" he grunted as he bounced Annabelle in his lap, his huge kegs jostling heavily in her petite hands. He arched his back and ground his teeth together, the fat Donkey bucking under the comely Doe, snorting and spasming as he slammed his throbbing shaft deep inside. He groaned and pulsed, his fat balls pulling up as he pumped a thick load of virile Jack mix inside of her. "Ohhh yeah ...Nnh... get pregnant, honey," he grunted and shuddered, a hand sliding over the Doe's belly, feeling where his cream was going.

Annabelle leaned backwards, as she felt her womb getting blasted. Her eyes went wide as the river of spunk kept filling her, his hefty nuts quivering as they drew up. "Ohooo my!" She moaned as a powerful climax washed over her senses, pulse after pulse of pleasure rocked her body. The sexy Doe lost in a world of tingling delight, her breath came in short gasps as she squealed and moaned loudly. The sound was mixed with the bestial braying of the Jack, the two of them trapped in a soaring rush of pleasure that all to swiftly melted away. Leaving the small Deer laying limp and breathless on Dunlups soft belly. They kissed passionately for a long moment just enjoying the blissful afterglow from the powerful orgasms they'd shared.

"I've not felt like this in ages... I'm so glad the captain brought you around."

"Hey, me too," Dunlup replied, his arms draped lazily over the Doe's back. He couldn't help but smile as the lovely and well-groomed Doe draped herself over his fat gut and nuzzled against his chest. He let himself go soft, and used the opportunity to press her hips closer against his, grinding his groin to hers, bending her around his belly. He closed his thighs some, the big Donkey pressing his meaty old balls against the Doe's crotch, letting her feel their size, firmness and heat against her pussy... and letting him feel his thick syrup oozing out of her stretched slot.

"I'm sure the other girls will thank him too, in time... Heh. I filled you up a bit, didn't I?" The doughy Jack commented as her pussy oozed his porridge out. "What can I say? Having my balls grabbed and told to make a belly round kinda triggers me."

Just then the 'Clip clop' of cloven hooves was heard on the hard stone floor, both Annabelle and Dunlup look up to see a young Stag staring wide eyed. "Oh Gilroy dear..." she grunted, forcing a smile onto her muzzle. Looking around for a moment, before realizing there was no way for her to cover up. The young Stags eyes bulged as he stood there in only a towel, his eyes taking in her gaping sex as a river of thick white Donkey cum drooled out of it.

"I... I... was just going to take a bath, Mum." The stunned male explained, his eyes dropping to the hefty Donkey's organs just below. His nervous eyes flickered from his well used mum, to the older equine male on whom she laid. The young Stag gulped for breath, as his eyes met the grinning Jackass's, stunned to see the older male wink at him.

"Well... come on in... plenty of room. And the water is nice and hot," Dunlup invited, watching as the Stag looked on nervously and embarrassed, however, there was something else there as well. Slowly he let his towel drop, and then moved down the steps into the huge bathing pool. Sitting down in the hot water, before slowly ducking under the water for a long moment. He resurfaced to wipe the water out of his eyes, his pink nose cherry red as he sat there. There was an awkward silence for a long moment, until Annabelle slipped off his belly. Washing herself for a moment, she smiled over at Dunlup as he leaned back.

"The other girls will be wanting to see you... We can finish this later in my chambers. I'll go tell the others where to find you." She paused looking over at her son for a moment, as if considering telling him to go to his room. And then thought better of it, and just climbed out of the pool and strolled away. Not bothering to cover her nakedness at all, leaving the two males alone for the moment.

The Donkey watched Annabelle's ass sway as she left, the old Jack smiling lazily. Then with a loud sigh he let himself sink further down into the steaming water, letting himself soak with just his head and hands resting on the pool's edge. "Your mom's right, I should go see the other girls... But first, I bet you've got questions, now's the time. First off, to sum up, your mom is having a pretty good day. Your dad, not so much," the old Donkey said, rolling his shoulders as he flashed the younger male a grin. "But I guess that means you're the new Lord Blander? Or gonna be."

Gil sat there slowly licking his lips, looking thoughtful as he listened to the old-timers words. "Ahem... My Mum." He swallowed hard as the fresh images raced back into his mind, his mother's look of bliss and her gaping sex. "It certainly looked like she was... happy. For the first time in a long time, if you did that then I would like to thank you." The young Deer was looking very uncomfortable, as the old Donkey grinned at him in a friendly manner.

"So, are you saying my sire is dead?" he asked, looking not at all grieved by the idea of his sire being gone. Dunlup snorted some water out of his long, slotted nostrils as he shook his head in a negative manner to that question. "If he's not dead... but I'm the new Lord Blander that can only mean-" Dunlup nodded, making a snipping motion with his fingers, as the Stag blinked in shock and surprise. Slowly he moved over to sit closer to the Donkey, the slender Deer looking small and effeminate. His antlers barely spiked on his head, as he sat beside the older equine. "I am not sure that I have what it takes to be... the Lord of the lands."

Dunlup shuffled a bit and sat up slightly, enough to lift an arm out of the water and drape it over the young Buck's shoulders. "Well kid, you really have two options then. You can try your best, or you can, I guess, not accept the responsibility? It's like they can't MAKE you, right. It does come with perks though, so think about it. But I will share some advice if you want it," The old Donkey smiled, and patted the young Buck on the shoulder.

"Nobody really knows what they're doing, kiddo. It's all guesswork and doing your best and learning from mistakes. And, taking good advice when you can get it." Dunlup shifted again, turning a bit to face the lad, and let a set of calloused fingers trace his body under the water. "See, your dad's mistake was that he didn't make any friends. I mean maybe he made some in the king's circles, but are they here right now? Were there when he could've used them? Nope. So there's some advice. Be friendly with people. Be the kind of guy people want to make friends with. That's good advice no matter what."

Gil couldn't help trembling slightly, as those callused fingers traced his frame. The young Buck popped an instant erection, as he looked up into those eyes as the older male spoke and fondled his form. "Thank... thank you," he muttered, licking his lips nervously, breathing coming faster as he struggled to look calm and relaxed.

"That does sound like wise advice... and I guess one really should at the very least try one's best." Gil gulped for breath, suddenly aware of all the powerful scents in the air around him. "Are you the one... you know, who removed my sires?" Dun smiled broadly at that question, pretty sure the young Buck had already guessed the answer. Gil gulped again as he let his hand come to rest on a flabby thigh, watching to see if the older male would react.

"I don't wish to rule as my sire did... if I become a greedy and cruel Lord I may need to be removed. Promise me if I turn into my sire... you will remove me." Gil let his hand slide over, fingers gently exploring those massive equine orbs.

Dunlup raised an eyebrow in surprise at the buck's forwardness... but certainly appreciated it. He smiled a chip-toothed grin, and slid his hand lower, cupping and jostling Gil's nuts in return. "Oho, I see you're learning how to make friends already. I'm starting to like ya, kiddo. I'll say it, it's pretty hot that you're offering me the chance to cut off your manhood... if I think you're doing a bad job. I'm gonna accept, partly because I like that you WANT to do the job WELL. So what's wrong with some extra incentive." The old Donkey chuckled, and pressed a little closer to the young Buck, those hefty old nuts pressing into his exploring hand. "And then there's that curious hand of yours," Dunlup continued, speaking hotly into the lad's ear.

"You like handling my balls, boy? Like how they feel in your hand... Maybe you like knowing that they just filled your mom's pussy right up to overflowing." Dunlup gently tugged on the Deer's own sac, gently rolling those young testicles with his thumb.

The Buck smiled weakly, seemingly intimidated by the Jack. And perhaps a little shocked and thrilled by the words that had spilled out of his own mouth. "I learned to make friends at that boarding school father sent me to." He admitted with a quick hesitant wink, his breathing growing deep and ragged as his small hand cupped Duns nuts.

"Well, I wouldn't want it cut off," he whimpered softly, feeling passive as the grinning Donkey looked down at him, Strong callused fingers suddenly gripping and exploring his smaller pair, those fingers feeling possessive of the organs that belong to Gil.

"It's certainly an extra incentive," Gil agreed with a moan, shoving his nuts into that big hand far too eagerly. "Your balls... they are... so incredible. Yes... yes I like handling them... feeling their pulse, feeling how heavy and full they are... but let's not talk about my Mum!" The Stag let out an involuntary moan as Dunlup tugged roughly on his orbs, thumb shifting them around as if weighting and judging them.

Just then the door opened and the other Doe's came in, talking and giggling as they stripped off their fine clothing. Codsworth trailing behind, picking up discarded clothing, the Doe's ignoring him as the butler looked vaguely uncomfortable. "May... may I stay?" Gil asked, leaning against the Jackass' side, his head almost buried in the Blacksmith's arm pit.

Dunlup nodded knowingly. He was pretty sure he understood how the young Buck had made friends at school. He was really starting to enjoy this time... but then the Does walked in, and both males knew that was going to be the Donkey's new focus. "Yeah, you can stay," Dunlup replied quietly, nodding with a leering grin at the females. "And later, we'll spend some time together, just male to male if ya want." He gave the Buck's genitals a light tug, before sliding over to where the Parsifal's wives were undressing and making themselves comfortable.

"Well hey there ladies! Annabelle said I should come out and see you, did I keep you all waiting too long?" he asked with a cheeky grin, as the young females giggled nervously. "You all getting in? Plenty of room," he remarked, glancing over at Sir Codsworth as well... partly to imply an invitation, partly to watch his reaction.

The Ram looked shocked as he realized the invitation, however, there was a look of interest there as well. Silently he nodded his heavily horned head, before leaving the chamber to hang the ladies' clothing up. While a bold comely young Doe moved over to the edge of the pool, where Dunlup was standing at the edge resting his big hands on the lip.

"That is funny because she told us you were waiting in here." The naked Doe strolled over and sat down on the rim of the pool, letting her legs dangle in the water on either side of the old Donkey's wide hips, muzzling into the damp fur of his chest. While unseen, her hands slipped up under his belly to explore his male organs.

"Some of us will be getting in... others just want something to be shoved in, I'm Hanna by the way," she muttered into his damp fur softly, still, it was loud enough for everyone in the room to hear. The other two Doe's slipped into the pool, smiling softly as they saw Gil sitting there watching the Donkey. "Enjoying the view Gilroy... you always were such a sweet boy." The young Buck sank a little deeper into the water, looking a bit wild eyed as the pretty female noticed him. Luckily their attention was diverted by the naked Ram walking into the room, he was amazingly fit and well built for a servant. "Mr. Codsworth... aren't you a sight!"

Dunlup let himself be entranced by the Doe's naked body, his heavy calloused hands on her sleek hips as she sat down in front of him. Her parted thighs gave him a perfect view of her sex, which he took no shame in enjoying, and made his thick log start to rise out of the water like a legendary lake monster. "Oh, I'm VERY happy to be of service to any ladies who want something shoved in." The fat old Donkey grinned, watching the Doe's eyes as his big club grew in her exploring hands. Stepping closer, his belly pressed against her wrists, and he took one of her hands and guided them to his heavy balls, encouraging her to feel those as well. Then he slid his hands around her waist, giving her ass a gentle but firm kneading.

As the other girls started to get in, he encouraged their conversation. "Yeah, he seems like a nice kid. Gonna be the new Lord Blander, I guess? You girls know he's gonna need some education... it's only wrong if it's his mom," The Donkey said in a playful sing-song. When Codsworth came out naked, Dunlup glanced up at the Ram and grinned. "Glad you could join us. I figured, now that these lovely ladies are down a husband, they're gonna need services from you." He added with a wink.

"Hehe, well aren't we the lucky ones then," the lusty Doe fondling his hefty nuts giggled. Her eyes grew round with shock and maybe a little fear, as his mighty monster lifted up out of the water, she inhaled deeply as her hands gripped the organ, marveling at its girth. Giggling nervously as his tough hand gripped and squeezed those firm rump cheeks.

"Hehe, Mr. Dunlup what a thing to say," One of the Doe's snickered, as she cuddled close to Gil making the young Buck look shocked. "Of course I am not his mother... I hope he hasn't embarrassed you too much Gil dear." The smirking young female teased gently, as her hands found the Buck's male-hood under the water.

"I... I'm good." Gil squeaked in surprise, as he was touched by a female for the first time in his young life. Dunlup couldn't help noticing the Bucks' eyes had never left him for a second. He flashed the other male a wicked grin, as if to welcome the horny male to the club.

The tall Ram stood there looking proud and dignified, as the others stared openly at his body. "Sir was kind enough to invite me." The Ram was struggling to hold his rigid and controlled demeanor, even as his thick yet short erection slid smoothly into view. "I'm certainly always happy and willing to be of service to anyone in this house."

"Are you really... Anyone in this house?" Elsa asked with a grin, the other Doe sitting beside Gil sharing a smirk with her. The butler not catching on at all, it had never occurred to Codsworth that it was the young Stag she was talking about.

"I have said as much," the tall Ram replied calmly, as he slowly descended the steps into the pool with the others. The warm waters lapped against his woolly body, while Elsa moved over towards him with a soft smile.

"That is very broad minded of you," Hilda snickered, as she stroked Gil's erect organ a bit faster under the water. The butler looked slightly confused by that, struggling to understand what the Doe was talking about. "I'm sure Gil here wouldn't ask you to service him." That statement seemed to stun the Ram, as he suddenly understood what the pretty Doe was saying. "Of course, if you really wanted to do it... maybe you could talk him into it." Hilda teased with a grin, as Gil gulped and nodded in wide eyed awe. Honestly the tall Ram had always scared him, much more so than his own cold, distant sire ever had. Now suddenly the young Buck found himself looking at the Ram in a different light, as the tall strong male looked almost worried Gil might ask the butler to pleasure him.

"Alrighty ladies... why don't you come over here," the hefty Jack called with a gruff sounding chuckle, as he pulled the Doe teasing him into the water. Spinning her around until she was facing the edge of the pool, her firm heart shaped ass pushing back into his groin. As he bent her over the rim of the massive bath, even as the other two females soon joined her.

"Well now... ain't that the finest line up ya ever saw?" He asked Gil and Codsworth, glancing back over his shoulder at the two other males while fondling all three of those rumps in turn. "What say all three of us share these fine ladies... each of us working to provide them with as much pleasure as we can. This'll be a real learning experience for ya Gil, luckily you'll have me and Mr. Codsworth to show ya just how to do it right."

The young Buck approached and Dunlup guided him to Hilda who was in the middle. While gesturing for the butler to take Elsa who was on the far end, the grinning Ram couldn't help noticing that the old Donkey had put the new Lord in the centre.

"Now first lesson Gil, never force your way into anyone. Until you have made sure they're ready for you." The Donkey clapped a big friendly hand on the young Buck's shoulder, he dropped to his knees with a practiced ease that made it plain he had done so before.

"There now take a nice closer look... spread those sex lip's... see how swollen and puffy they look. See how their juices are freely running, clearly lady Hilda is very excited. However, you might want to take a taste... yes lick it that's good... you like usin' yer mouth.. Huh."

"Don't neglect the little nub, master Gil," Codsworth instructed from his left, as he lapped at her drooling sex. "Hear how she moans when your tongue plays over it... one can even suck on it if one likes." The Ram observed blandly as the young Lord began to suckle rather too eagerly on that stiff little knot of flesh.

"He does enjoy usin' his mouth," Dunlup said dryly, while he traded knowing looks with the Ram, who he was surprised to see openly smiling for the first time since they'd met. Dunlup was busy using his fingers on Hanna, however there wasn't much need as the sexy little Doe was sopping wet already.

Dunlup made sure to demonstrate by putting his mouth to work as well, kissing Hanna's drooling folds slowly, confidently, the old ugly donkey slipping his thick tongue inside the pretty doe's bare pussy, letting his flesh make her eyes widen while his lips rubbed and teased her pleasure button. He gave those creamy white buttocks a firm kneading as he tongued and licked at the girl, making her tremble, moan, and writhe on the tiled floor.

Grinning, he pulled back and licked his lips. "I love the taste of fresh girl," he quipped as he rose, before bringing his equine mast up, teasing the tip against her eager nethers. "Do not worry, girl. I'm a big boy, but I know it, I'll work it inside nice and slow for ya." He pushed, and worked his doughy hips around, the donkey's ass swaying as he slowly pushed and drilled his shaft into the doe's tight pussy, working as many moans out of her as he could.

"You see how master Dunlup did that... he's a very experienced lover." Codsworth observed with growing excitement, as he reached over to grip the young bucks head spikes. Turning his head to the side, as he leaned closer guiding the Lord's mouth to his thick Sheep cock.

"It often helps if one's organ is wet," he explained, watching in amusement as Gil's mouth eagerly devoured his throbbing erection, suckling on it far too loudly for a moment. Until the ladies began to notice and glance back, pulling out of that hot mouth with a lewd sounding 'Slurp'. The butler stepped up behind Elsa, expertly guiding his thick rut into her dripping slot. She let out a moan of delight the second his head slipped inside, the little Doe hardly waiting as she pushed back onto his organ. "As you can see, Lady Elsa is impatient for what I have to offer. Not all of your partners will be soooo eager, however, it is wonderful when they are."

And there stood Gil, his head spinning as he stood between two thrusting, grinding, grunting males, with the taste of the Ram's cock still in his mouth. And he'd liked it.. He had also liked feeling Hilda's hands on him...and here she was, bent over in front of him! He'd known this doe most of his life, but he'd never seen her naked before, never thought of her as anything other than one of his father's other wives. He looked to his left; Codsworth had Elsa by the hips and was stiffly bucking against her rump, thrusting with the strength and precision of a tuned machine, the ram's pendulous sac dragging through the steaming water.

Gil looked to his right, to see Dunlup's club slowly disappearing into Hanna, whose body was quivering and twitching from being stretched. The Jack's balls swayed impressively. To his left, a stoic and muscular Ram; to his right, a fat old Onager. And in between them was he, with his young balls pulled up tight and his virgin prick jutting stiffly towards the doe in front of him... He put a hand gently onto Hilda's rump, and turned to ask Dunlup what to do next... when suddenly the donkey put an arm around his shoulders, and pulled the buck into a kiss!

Thick lips pressed against his, the donkey's tongue swiftly invading his muzzle. Gil melted instantly, and leaned into it; then he felt the donkey's hand on his ass, pushing him forward. He felt a gentle grip on his cock and soon found himself sliding into a slick and welcoming. Gil moaned in pleasure, and Dunlup smacked him on the ass; his hips starting to buck on their own. The donkey pulled back, grinning at the boy, while keeping one hand on those young thrusting buttocks while he plunged his own equine pole into Hanna.

The young Buck looked down in wonder, his thin pink cock spearing effortlessly into that hot, damp orifice. "Oho... Oho.. Yes," Gil moaned, struggling for control, as the pleasure he was feeling was almost overwhelming. He leaned forward over Hilda's slender back, as her plush furry rump pushed back into his awkward thrusts. The experienced Doe took charge, as she could feel how inexperienced and fumbling he was. Gil allowed her to control the pace, as it suddenly flashed into his mind that the last cock that had been in there had been his sires, that made him feel dirty and nasty in a good way.

"So how am I compared to..." Hilda chuckled, guessing his question before he even got it out, her tight little pussy squeezing down on his hard organ playfully.

"He was slightly bigger... but he was also an uncaring lover. It was all about his pleasure, his orgasm... and if us girls couldn't or didn't get off that was our problem," Hilda words drew out displeased groans from the Doe's and derisive snickers from Codsworth and the old Donkey.

"So if you just make me cum before you do... you'll be more of a male than your sire." The excited Buck moaned softly, already feeling himself building towards his first orgasm inside of someone else. Suddenly he felt that big, hot hand slide down his ass, reaching between his legs to grip the neck of his tight little nuts. Tugging sharply down and backwards, almost at once he was yanked back from that brink. He looked up at the old Donkey with gratitude in his eyes, knowing that without the help he would have disappointed Hilda.

On the other side the tall Ram was all over Elsa, bracing one hand on the rim of the pool. He leaned over her back, groping those plumb little breasts with his other hand, while nibbling lustfully on the pretty Doe's long slender neck as she stood there moaning and whimpering from his rough lunging thrusts. "Hu hu hu hu." Elsa moaned loudly, her mouth gaping open as her body braced on the lip of the pool. Parsifal had never thrust so powerfully, plus, Codsworth's cock was bother longer and much thicker than her husbands had been. She'd never thought much about such things, but the girth certainly did make for more sensation. Truthfully sparks of miniature orgasms were already popping off within her, and the massive full orgasm that was on the way promised to be something to remember.

"Codsworth..." She moaned out softly, chewing on her lower lip as his machine-like rutting pounded her into submission. "Dear... dear Codsworth, you're something of a treasure," she mumbled, thinking of the time she had wasted, if only she had known about the Rams rutting ability earlier. She thought of all the times he'd been made to stand there impassively, while Parsifal had taken his pleasure. When she had been naked in the bath, or the bedchamber and the Ram was allowed to show nothing. "If I had known you were this good... I would have been letting you mount me years ago."

"The old Lord had his rules." The Ram turned to look over at Gil, who had a fist tugging on his balls. "The new Lord it seems will be more... permissive." Idly he wondered if he could take up the position of instructor, once the Jack had moved on. There were many things the Lord was eager to do and learn, Codsworth was willing to train the noble in all manners.

"I saw the way he was servicing you earlier, loud and sloppy... he will need lots of practice," Elsa giggled huskily, as the first wave of orgasm washed over her. Even as the horny Ram just kept pounding away, as if his stamina had no limits. "Ohooo Ohooo... gods YES!" Elsa screamed out in orgasm, as the grinning Ram just kept hammering away at her gushing sex. While down at the farthest end Hanna was bucking and squealing even louder, the Jackass' huge fucker doing wonderful things for her.

Dunlup audibly sucked in breath as he kept grinding and pushing forward, his tool stretching Hanna's sex around it. Keeping one hand on Gil's balls and one on the Doe's rump, the Jack pushed forward with slow but firm pushes. "Ohh yeah, that's a good girl. You've got such a nice pussy on you, you squeeze me so tight... Work those hips, Hanna. I KNOW you want to take the whole thing." He started bucking harder, making the Doe moan even louder, with a smile he leaned and whispered into the young Buck's ear.

"You're doin' real good for your first time, kid. I bet you're getting Hilda real close. I bet she'd love it if you leaned over and groped her tits. Tell her how good she feels... And tell me when you feel her pussy start to squeeze your cock, I'll let you cum right up inside her then."

Trapped between them Gil felt more than a little self-conscious, as he bucked and humped for all he was worth. He knew his dick was small and thin, knew that he had no experience at fucking anyone. He was much more comfortable with providing pleasure for males, as that was what he'd learned at boarding school. Still, he did his best for Hilda, swivelling his hip's while spearing his dick into her depths. "Hilda.. oho Hilda.. you feel SO wonderful. I've never known such ecstasy!" He babbled just as Dunlup had instructed... nibbling her neck and ear lobe, while squeezing and gently pulling on her little nipples. He watched and learned from both Codsworth and Dunlup, those older males did have certain advantages though. So it was a great relief when Hilda at last let out a strangled cry of pleasure, her gushing pussy squeezed on his hard on as she came hard. Turning his gaze he nodded at the old Donkey, who only grinned as he was far ahead of the rather innocent Buck.

"Ahahaha you are the better male," the pretty Doe screamed out, as that big strong hand gave Gil's orbs one last squeeze. Suddenly an electric jolt of pleasure blasted through Gil's young body, his hard little fucker exploding like a fire hose inside of that sweet pussy.

"Alright... now that all the ladies have had at least one orgasm. Let's switch things up a bit... Gil, you come over here." The old Donkey pulled the young Buck over, gripping his throbbing young cock to guide it into Hanna's gaping sex. Gil felt daunted as his tiny organ vanished into the yawning pit, while the bigger male's rough hands handled him intimidatingly. He couldn't help noticing the thick greasy cum, had the older male really orgasmed. Gil hadn't noticed, yet the creamy mess on his cock more than hinted that he had. The young Deer felt a kind of odd thrill, at the thought of the guy who had neutered his sire cumming in his sires' wives. "Mr. Codsworth you take Gil's place in the centre... and I'll move down to Elsa. Let's keep this going as long as we can... I want these ladies well satisfied."

Over the next few hours, they all mounted and seeded the ladies multiple times. Giving the three Doe's a night they would all remember fondly for the rest of their lives. As one by one the ladies begged off, waddling off to their beds in exhaustion. Hanna being the last of the three to leave, and only after taking all three males at once. With Dunlup inside her pussy once more... Codsworth in her mouth and Gil drilling her sexy little tailhole.

After that she wandered off with a pleasure dazed smile on her pretty muzzle, next Dunlup stood and explained that he had a lady waiting upstairs. They all knew he meant Annabelle, but Codsworth and Gil made no comment about that. Once he was gone, the Ram lay there on the steps panting for breath. The young Buck took a damp cloth and scrubbed the older male's body, they both knew it was unseemly for a Lord to be washing a butler. However, once again they chose not to speak of it, at last Gil came to the Ram's crotch. The Stag kneeling in the water between his knees, looking up at the older servant with admiration.

Codsworth's semi hard organ had stiffen back up, as he had watched his Lord serving him. "May I... Ahem," Gil asked, gesturing to the Rams hard cock, Codsworth smiled inwardly as the young Buck asked the question. Gil might have been the Lord, and the Ram technically the servant. But they both knew who was the master, and who was the one serving him.

"You may wash my cock... but not with a cloth," Codsworth grunted, reaching out to grasp the young Bucks floppy cervine ears in his strong hands. Pulling that pointed muzzle to his aching erection, watching as the young Lord wrapped his soft furry lip's around that fucker.

"The Smith and I have so much to teach you," the older Ram moaned as he lay back, letting that hot eager mouth move up and down his throbbing erection.

FIN

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