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In My Masters House

Chapter Two â€" A Husky Alone

(c) Cederwn Whitefurr

8th October, 2009.

All Rights Reserved.

Kelsie slipped almost silently, through the empty house, her claws clicking against the wooden floorboards, and her wet footprints remaining, after she had passed. Sliding open the glass door to the back verandah, Kelsie squinted up at the blue sky, so far above, and she shivered. Letting the towel drop from her still wet body, she stretched languidly and sprawled herself out on the sun lounger. Wriggling until she was comfortable, Kelsie lapsed into a light doze, feeling the warm, life-giving sun drying her body.

Two hours later, the sun almost overhead, Kelsie woke from her slumber and yawned, uttering a short, whining like sound as her jaws cracked and she scratched idly at her stomach, blinking her eyes. A Kookaburra landed in the nearby tree, and as it started its territorial 'laughter', Kelsie's ears pricked forwards and she listened to the birds lovely call. Rubbing her slender furred fingers from throat, over her breasts and down her stomach, Kelsie rolled over onto her back and moaned in pleasure. Indeed, with a master who loved her as hers did, Kelsie had never had want for anything more. He was a gentle, compassionate and extremely creative mate â€" willing to do anything with Kelsie â€" and she reciprocated that bond threefold.

Still, Kelsie thought to herself â€" there were things she wished she could do better, despite her training from birth â€" and Kelsie closed her eyes again, letting her mind wander where it would, as she squirmed against the warm sun lounger and sighed happily. Her brush of a tail flicked from side to side, and Kelsie moaned quietly, thinking of the pleasures she would bring her master, when he returned home. Like most Canid's, Kelsie gave with little thought of reward â€" her actions, love and affection were freely given to her master â€" her sole purpose, in her mind, was to please him in any way he desired â€" no matter how strange or kinky it may be.

Idly, Kelsie's mind turned to her training â€" training she had received from the moment she had been born. Some of it had hurt her, she made no effort to mask these memories â€" but it served to train the young Kelsie, to respond to anything her master â€" or mistress â€" desired. She was particularly fond of the muscular control over her vagina and cervix, knowing when she clasped down along her master, then rippled those muscles â€" his pleasure become almost mind-blowing. Kelsie's thoughts became more and more fragmented, as the sun warmed her back and buttocks, and she yawned again. Within moments, she lapsed back into a light slumber, her mind finally disengaging and for the first time in weeks, Kelsie truly slept â€" her thoughts completely blank.

*

Four hours later, Kelsie woke with a snort, and her eyes cracked open, as she looked around, her ears pricked forwards. Nothing out of the ordinary caught her attention, and she carefully rolled back over and stretched out her feet â€" splaying her toes and then her arms went up over her head and she stretched them as well. Kelsie felt and heard joints crackle and move, but there was little pain involved, as they readjusted to their proper positioning. Warmed by the sun, both inside and out, Kelsie smiled and rose from the sun lounger, then padded back inside, fetching the fallen towel as she went.

Fixing herself a light lunch, Kelsie sat at the table and nibbled idly at her salad, her tail swishing back and forth behind her, as her mind once again turned to pleasures â€" both for her beloved master â€" and for herself. Picking up a carrot, Kelsie turned it end for end in her paws, her eyes growing distant and thoughtful, before she giggled softly to herself and her long, rough tongue wrapped itself around the carrot. She slurped it like she would have orally pleased her master, the rasping sound of her tongue against the soft skin of the carrot making her dewlaps curl in a smile. Soon, Kelsie nipped the end off the carrot with a soft crunch. Kelsie giggled, knowing that a carrot was a vegetable, not her masters lovely, tasty penis. It was something Kelsie would never do to her master, even though her canines were indeed razor sharp â€" she had never done anything more than playfully nibble him.

Thoughtfully munching the end of her carrot, that she held clutched in one dexterous paw, Kelsie tapped the remainder against her cold, wet nose and shivered. She wanted â€" no â€" needed â€" release from her thoughts, then she knew exactly how to do it. Placing her carrot in the refrigerator to keep it fresh, Kelsie padded on her foot-paws down to her bedroom. It was most definitely, a happy hedonists domain, decorated with a surprisingly diverse collection of images, paintings, small sculptures and other things, that Kelsie loved and adored. A pile of large, soft plush toys scattered around, a queen sized bed (an extravagance that Kelsie didn't understand, why her master had bought it for her, as she rarely slept in her own room) â€" and sitting on a small table, was a wide assortment of special oils, creams, brushes and other items Kelsie needed to keep herself clean.

Looking at her plush toys, Kelsie couldn't decide which one she wanted to use as a surrogate for her master, so she decided against that â€" and settled instead for rummaging through her closet. Eventually, she found the sex-toy she desired most of all â€" a toy that resembled a human penis, except for its oversized length (being nearly eleven inches long) and three and a half inches in diameter. Kelsie loved this one most of all, and its well-worn paw-grip glowed with a shiny patina of built-up sweat and Kelsie's own vaginal fluids. Oh, she kept her toys and other things in impeccable cleanliness â€" often using her tongue to clean them, if she had pleasured herself in the usual way â€" then giving them a good disinfecting and washing them clean later.

Kelsie didn't mind the taste of her own fluids â€" and as she stroked her fingertips over the faint ridges of her toy â€" Kelsie felt herself growing more and more wet down in her groin. Laying herself comfortably down on her bed, Kelsie put down her toy, then rolled over and retrieved a small bottle of special lubricating liquid from her bedside table. Squeezing a little on to her left paw, Kelsie rubbed the tip of her sex-toy with the liquid, until it gleamed wetly in the sunlight streaming in through her bedroom window. She didn't think, judging from her own experience â€" that she would need the extra lubrication â€" but it never hurt, and the cooling effect it had on her groin, made it all the more pleasant.

Wriggling on her bed until she was completely comfortable, Kelsie growled quietly in expectation, before her left paw clasped the toy, and she guided it down between her thighs â€" and pressed it to her warm, trembling pubic mound. Carefully, like a master gem cutter at work, Kelsie slid it slowly into her tightening vagina, low, gasping gurgles escaping her throat.

Kelsie closed her eyes and began slowly pushing her toy as deep as she comfortably could, whilst managing to keep her left paw firmly locked around the sex-toys base â€" before she let her mind drift back to when she was only six months old â€" and her master had first bedded her and taken her maidenhood. Gasping, Kelsie squeezed her muscles along the pliant pseudo-penis inside her, feeling it moulding itself to her particular physiology.

Gasping, whining and wriggling, Kelsie began to masturbate herself with more and more enthusiasm. Soon, her left paw ached abysmally, as Kelsie slid her toy almost completely out of her quivering body- then pushed it back in, tightening her muscles as she did so.

For an hour and a half, Kelsie alternated her paws on the toy, bringing herself several orgasms during that time â€" and each one she thought of her Master â€" imagining him making love to her; the scent of his musky sweat, his low, gasping groans as he pushed back inside her, and the sweet, oh so sweet, moment when his self-control broke, and he thrust as deep as he could â€" and his orgasm flooded into her body. Kelsie arched her hips against her toy, her right paw thrusting it almost violently against her tightening groin â€" before she uttered a loud, piercing whine of canid pleasure â€" an orgasm crushing her defences like a child's sandcastle against the merciless tide. Her body erupted into trembling and her heart pounded in her furred chest â€" her sticky thighs and paws reeking of her own natural lubricating fluids. Collapsing onto her bed, Kelsie lay there and her whole body shook with the post-masturbation orgasm â€" one she had never experienced so intensely.

She lay on her bed, legs splayed and a growing patch of wetness spreading from her groin, soaking into her thick, doona cover on her bed. Kelsie felt this growing discomfort, and she whined softly, mentally chastising herself for being a bad girl. Her nerves still sang their shrill, song, firing each other randomly and making her whole body twitch and writhe, like she was being electrocuted by a thousand minor shocks, all at once. Closing her eyes, Kelsie sighed and wilfully brought herself back under control, before grasping the sexual-toy with both paws and sliding it out of her reluctant body. It eventually came free â€" with a slurping sound, and Kelsie felt fresh wetness spread from her groin onto her bed and thighs, before she lifted up her toy and began using her tongue to lick away the delicious tasting fluids which covered it almost completely.

Kelsie had long ago, stopped trying to clean herself as she had seen normal bitches do â€" her body, whist canid-like in its appearance, was also partially human-like as well, and despite Kelsies' desires to use her own, skilful tongue on herself â€" she just couldn't contort her body enough to do it. With a smirk, Kelsie held her masturbation toy in her paws, and licked it clean from top to bottom. Many would have been disgusted with Kelsie's unusual habits â€" but she really didn't mind her own taste on her toys â€" or better yet â€" orally pleasuring her master, after he had spent hours sheathed inside her.

Squirming, Kelsie groaned and let her tongue drop out the corner of her muzzle, as she squirmed and giggled, thinking of the last time, her master had been pleasured in that most sensual way. Kelsie had used every bit of her natural cunning, her training, and numerous other techniques, on her master â€" to prolong their lovemaking as much as she could. Kelsie found, if she brought him to orgasm quickly the first time â€" and after a short break; aroused him again â€" (which wasn't hard, with Kelsie's knowledge and skilled tongue, she thought to herself), he would be able to make love to her longer and longer, each time.

The growing discomfort from her wet thighs and bedding, dragged Kelsie's mind from the thoughts of her master, who she missed terribly when he wasn't here â€" and she put aside her toy and rolled off the bed. Stripping the coverlet, Kelsie looked around shyly, then buried her nose into the wet patch â€" and inhaled deeply. Her eyes rolled and ears flattened, as she inhaled her own, sexually satisfied scent. Half carrying, half dragging the large coverlet, Kelsie dumped it into the clothes hamper, then returned to her bedroom. Here, she rummaged through her closet again, pulling out assorted human-like clothes, that had been modified to better suit her body, and she smiled as she pulled out a black, silk-like set of lingerie.

It consisted of three pieces â€" a tightly fitting frilled bodice, that left nothing to the imagination when the owner wore it, as it was designed to lift the females breasts â€" yet not cover them; an almost obscenely tight set of black, with white lace frilled panties with the crutch cut out of them (and modified with a hole in the back, to allow Kelsie's tail to poke through without causing her discomfort), and over the two, a upper-thigh-length gossamer-thin silk-like negligee.

Kelsie laid each item out on her bed, then she stepped back and looked at them, considering wearing them for when her master returned home, in a few hours. She liked to surprise him, often dressing herself in a wide variety of kinky sleepwear â€" knowing he liked to sometimes just lay with her whilst she was wearing it â€" or much to Kelsie's delight, either slowly strip her of the clothes, or have her do for him, and him alone, a slow, teasing strip-tease.

Kelsie looked down at herself, then at her reflection in the mirror, and she turned herself completely around three times, quite content to be as naked as the day she was born â€" with her smooth, silky fur like a humans infatuation for clothes. Kelsie shrugged, knowing the reason for why her master demanded she wear clothes, but she preferred to remain only furred â€" if her master didn't mind. On the rare times Kelsie was taken outside the front door â€" not that she minded staying at home, where she felt most comfortable...her master insisted she wear heavy, itch-causing clothes of a 'conservative' appearance. Kelsie didn't like those clothes, as it covered her indecently (as she viewed being completely clothed from neck to ankles) â€" and when she was returned home, and given permission (not that she knew she really needed it, but she enjoyed being submissive most of the time, to her masters whims) â€" she would carefully disrobe, and either walk around only in her 'natural' fur â€" or something that Kelsie knew â€" would please her master.

Still, first things first, Kelsie muttered to herself, as she sighed and glanced at the clock. It wouldn't be long now, before her master returned home â€" and Kelsie had much to do...

*

When her master did arrive home, he opened the door and walked in, throwing his keys onto the small table in the entrance hallway, before he hung up his coat and groaned. He was tired, sick of the stress and anxiety with his job, and longed for nothing more than to return home, to where he knew the eager Husky waited patiently. His eyes blinked, as he inhaled the scent wafting from the kitchen. Freshly baked bread, scented candles, and other wondrous smells assaulted his senses, as he kicked off his shoes and padded down the hall in his socks.

He got as far as the kitchen door, when some supple paws slipped around his hips, then clasped his belt-buckle. He felt, rather than heard, Kelsie's breath rippling the back of his neck, and he twisted about, to gaze into her loving eyes. Kelsie smiled at him, wearing nothing but the sexy sleepwear, and he felt the instant desire sweep over him.

"You've been...busy - " He told her then cuddled her close, pulling her against him and feeling her warm, furred breasts press against his chest.

"Welcome home, master." Kelsie smiled, then began wagging her tail.

He inhaled the sweet smell of Kelsie's freshly bathed and groomed fur, and as he stepped back, holding her paws in his hands, he looked her over from head to tail and back again. Indeed, Kelsie knew she looked good, especially in this tightly fitting sleepwear, and she did not let her master know â€" she had seen the tent going up in his thin slacks.

"Oh, my sweet, loving Husky - " He gurgled, then caressed her cheeks with his thumbs. "What did I ever do, to deserve a creature as loving as you?"

Kelsie licked his face, then she smiled and wiggled in against him, intentionally rubbing her crutch-less groin against the firm bulge in his trousers.

"You bought me master." Kelsie smiled at him, her look one of pure adoration and love. "It is not my place, to question my masters decisions, only to obey his whims."

He began to lecture her, again, on how when they were together, she was to treat him as an equal, as secretly, he did not like being 'dominant' over Kelsie. She was intelligent, probably more than he himself, had feelings, emotions and a mind of her own, yet Kelsie merely smiled â€" then her supple fingers unbuckled his belt and her paws slid into his tightly straining boxer shorts. He moaned and glanced into her eyes, and Kelsie merely smirked, then looked down, then back up into her masters eyes...and licked her furred lips hungrily.

~ To Be Continued ~