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To say that I *hate* this story might be a bit strong... but I don't entirely like it in its current form. I *did* make a promise, though, and I'm sticking to it. This is what I managed to write in an afternoon as stated in a journal from yesterday and something I will definitely be revising soon. Thoughts and comments are appreciated, but do understand this is by no means a finished product.

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Despina delighted in her afternoon rounds through the dimly-lit tunnels of her home. Her bare feet recognized every worked surface of the floor and occasionally she would let a clawed hand drift along a wall to admire the smoothness that had been hewed into the cool stone. She knew every twist and turn, every inch of the main arteries and every last inch of the web of the tiniest, most insignificant side passage. She had spent plenty of her youth exploring it when she should have been working.

She rounded a corner past a group of kobolds quietly squabbling and silenced them with a glare. Both of the draconic figured straightened up at her presence and nodded in respect, keeping their eyes to themselves as the half-naked female passed them by. With direction but without haste, the kobold padded her way through large halls, squeezing through half-finished corridors and vast, empty rooms of forgotten importance until she reached one of the few finished doorways in the abode. No door blocked the entryway and no guards stood at ready in or outside the room, but they weren't deemed necessary. Despina was progressive like that.

Inside, sitting on a large, old pillow was the cave's only current non-kobold guest: a sizeable equine warrior with light chestnut fur, bare except for the exceptionally shiny black collar tautly wrapped around his neck. Despina smiled as he looked down at her in return, motionlessly straining against his own body.

"Good morning, Mal! I see you've already been washed up for the day." the kobold spoke with a childish giggle.

The horse's eyes flashed with anger, but his head nodded solemnly.

"Good. Very good. Top to bottom, I trust?" Despina laughed and without hesitation planted a foot on the horse's muscular thigh.

With a soft grunt, the kobold hefted herself up the male's body and pressed her fingers into the collar. She landed back on the floor one hand clasping a thin strap connecting to the horse's neck.

"Let's walk, shall we?" Despina gently tugged the leash and urged Mal to his hands and knees.

As she lead him out of the room, the kobold held the black material like it was a formality between the two, and she lead the horse further down into the tunnels.

"I'm sure you're excited about today. I can tell." the kobold mused as the pair passed by several more startled denizens of the cave parted at their appearance.

Mal still felt his cheeks redden at the stares and awkward gapes he received from the numerous kobolds, all fully clothed while he was made to crawl at pace with the leader of the cave.

"What will we do with you?" Despina raised her arms up, as if pleading the stone ceiling for answers, "What will become of the bothersome, big, mean brute that was far too clever for his own good?"

The governess had to chuckle at that and turned to face the horse, making him sit back on his haunches like an awkward, trained dog. Mal winced at the scrapes on his knees, but looked on at Despina with genuine curiosity.

"You put me at a disadvantage showing up like you did. Luckily, you seem to be useful for something around here." Despina clicked her tongue and pulled Mal into another steady, aggravating trot, "You have to know I thought about just killing you. For the record, that was Plan A."

Mal desperately flexed every muscle he could to show his distaste for his diminutive captor, but could only muster the same stony glare as always. She couldn't be expecting him to feel thankful for that remark.

"But you've come at a very opportune time! You know we're at a bit of a crossroads down here. The mushrooms, the mine, the population." Despina inhaled deeply, shaking the weight from her shoulders momentarily and turning with Mal into a room scattered with pillows still being arranged by several more kobolds, "I think you'll like what we have lined up for Plan B."

A copper-scaled kobold blinked at the governess's arrival and quickly scampered over to bow at the waist, flagging his tail stiffly.

"Your room is prepared, Mistress!" the middle-aged dragonkin squawked.

"Madame will do just fine, dear." Despina smiled, tracing a hand across the male's scaly cheek.

"R... Right, I keep forgetting." he idly scratched at a scar on his arm, balking with embarrassment before the half-naked kobold leaned forward and nuzzled her nose next to his.

"The old ways are hard to relearn." Despina smiled, "You all are free for the day. Get something to eat and have a turn in the workshop."

A collective cheer rang up from the kobolds in the room and feet scrabbled over smooth stone to file with chaotic choreography out of the room. The scarred kobold smiled and bowed a little higher.

"Thank you, Madame." he rumbled before joining the mass exodus of the room, leaving the gold-scaled kobold with her stoic stallion.

Despina watched them all leave before glancing back to Mal, smiling like a proud parent.

"Obedience and hard work are rewarded down here. It's really not a bad existence, even for a mammal like you."

"Except when you're exploring caves, apparently." Mal stopped being surprised when his inner monologue was given voice, smacking his lips a bit and stretching his jaw.

"Oh, don't be so dramatic." Despina chided as she let go of the black leash and let it slither back up amid the impossible blackness of the collar, "We'll talk about it later... I love keeping you in suspense."

Mal only grumbled back as the kobold flopped back onto the mass of pillows behind her, her legs casually spread as she eased the gilded loincloth on her hips aside. The horse had to stood to bring his muzzle between the kobold's thighs and he made his discomfort apparent in a soft grunt as his lips met with Despina's slit. The female kobold shivered and giggled gleefully as she started combing her fingers through the horse's dark brown mane, feeling that heavy tongue starting to work out across her crotch.

"We have to do something with this..." she crooned, sifting her nails through the bushy hair down Mal's neck as her voice wavered with pleasure, "I just love the texture!"

The horse was otherwise occupied as he circled the flat of his tongue against Despina's crotch, parting her puffy slit ever so slightly each time and making the kobold's clawed toes curl as he searched for a way into her. Despina let herself relax, muzzle partially hanging open as she panted and watched the horse nearly three times her size dutifully work his tongue against her while her tangy, draconic flavor drenched the pink muscle. She bit the corner of her lip when he managed to slide a little ways into her tight, slippery walls, one hand moving to rub and tug at one of Mal's ears.

"Mmmnh, yes... eat my pussy, Mal, you've gotten so good at it..." the gold kobold sighed.

The horse felt his muzzle burn a bit as he heeded the smaller female's demand, huffing against her crotch and digging his tongue deeper into the tight slit that had begun to loosen up if only a little. Despina's flat, scaly chest chuffed with breath as she spread herself out on the pillows, subtly guiding the horse's muzzle against her hips with her hands gripping the male's head tight while being very unsubtle about their activity.

"Nnnh! Goddess, like it was made for my pussy. Suck those lips. G-Go a little deeper..." Despina commanded with a growl, the horse's practiced tongue delving into her on command.

Mal couldn't ignore the fact that, like many of the rooms he'd seen in the cave, this one had no door, and there was no shortage of peeping kobolds lining the entryway for the show. He also couldn't shake the fact that while he had been twirling his tongue, getting it to twist at just right angle to slide into the kobold's needy slit, his own thick endowment had all but stiffened between he legs. Even as he shifted, his legs remained splayed to allow his head to fully reach the kobold's crotch, exposing the broad, equine shaft that couldn't stop itself from twitching every time Despina crooned another command.

The horse did his job well working the squirming kobold to a frenzy, wincing only slghtly when her claws more firmly raked over his head. His muzzle swam with her intense flavor and the heavy squeeze her inner walls gave to his comparatively massive tongue weren't overlooked either. The legs that had remained spread suddenly wrapped up behind the horse's neck and pinned his snout to the small female's crotch, her entire body trembling as a strained, but satisfied groan leaked through Despina's grit teeth. Words rolled off her serpentine tongue in a language Mal only tangentially knew, but their meaning was clearly understood as he was nearly suffocated against the female's crotch.

"Damn!!" Despina finally gasped in common, releasing the horse's head and raking her fingers down his head, slumping back into the pillows.

The kobold shivered and giggled to herself through aftershocks of pleasure, uttering an almost sing-songy moan as Mal withdrew his tongue. The wet slurp of the male's thick organ leaving her entrance was stark, leaving a sticky strand of leftover lubrication threading the horse's tongue to Despina's soaked crotch. Both hands went to Mal's collar and yanked him up forcefully, a needy glint in the hungry kobold's eyes.

"Put it in, but don't even think of cumming unless I tell you." the dragonkin licked her lips seductively as she positioned the stallion above her on the pillows.

Despina relished the view of the horse's muscular body looming above her, her fidgety hands unable to keep to themselves as they worked over the thick, blunt-tipped horse cock hovering just above her belly.

"You must really like being bossed around like this." the diminutive governess grinned as she helped smear the male's member with his own generous lube.

"Not like I have much say in it..." the horse chuffed, his length twitching another semi-opaque rope of precum across the kobold's golden scales.

"If you're going to be a sour puss and ruin the mood you can be gagged again." came the somewhat serious reply.

Mal buttoned his lip and glided the massive maleness down between Despina's legs, angling the tip against her slit and pushing forward slightly. Both parties made their respective grunts fo disapproval as the equine's shaft predictably glanced off, sending a light spray of sticky, sexual fluids up the gold kobold's front.

"Still?"

"This isn't exactly as easy as it looks..." Mal snapped in return, pulling his hips back for another try.

"You'd think with enough practice..." the kobold trailed off and put her hands to work, guiding the stallion in again and keeping him poised at her entrance.

The kobold had only moments to savor the dangerous pressure pushing between her legs before letting out a sudden yelp as her tiny kobold cunt was stuffed full of equine shaft. Mal uttered a sharp curse at his success and stopped himself just short of halfway into the squealing kobold. Despina fought to keep her legs from clenching shut on reflex and turned her head to bite into one of the pillows. Her body quivered. Her insides felt stretched to their limit. Still, the kobold held firm and nodded silently for the horse to continue.

The thrusts that pounded into the compact kobold were mercifully slow at first, but quickened as Despina's cries grew louder. The horse had never come close to fully hilting himself into the smaller female's depths, but it didn't stop Despina from goading him into trying. Her legs wrapped up around his hips and her heels dug into his firm ass, guiding him ever deeper and hissing at him for more.

"Y-You call this fucking?" the kobold snarled, "Show me what you're made of, mammal, and do it right!"

Mal caught his breath in his throat as he felt his hips lurch a few inches deeper, the broad medial ring of his cock slipping past the stretched and reddened kobold pussy and shaking the chamber with Despina's delighted howl. The stallion's hips rocked back, pulling at Despina's insides as she clenched him hard and dragged her claws across his bare abdomen. The golden kobold looked utterly lust drunk as her eyes rolled back and her back arched to every impossibly-deep push.

"Goddess, now that's more like it! Keep going... Deeper!" she gurgled, despite the horse all but bottoming out in her tight, squeezing cunt.

Every thrust was agony for the panting stallion, not from the slick vice that hugged the upper half of his cock, but from fighting back the incessant urge to fill the little kobold with his seed. Every pull back of his hips milked his cock for another wet pulse of heavy horse pre and when he drove into her body again it squirted out around his thickness, splattering down the kobold's scaly backside that was beginning to lift from the pillows. Mal's teeth ground with concentration, his body slowly slickening with sweat as he endlessly pounded the governess's pussy. Despina looked absolutely tickled at the horse's plight and clenched herself in time with every stroke for the additional gasps of delight it pulled from the stallion.

"Don't cum. Not yet. Don't you dare." she hissed, gyrating her hips into the larger male's spire of meat and riding the spike of pleasure that came with stretching her body.

Panting gave in to snorting as the horse braced himself into the pillows, making the kobold giggle drunkenly as his toned and strained chest was put on display for her. Despite his rapid thrusts and her own distracting pleasure she carefully traced each and every ridge of his musculature with a distant, glossy look in her eyes. Every clench and ripple of his powerful frame was easily viewed through the short, bristly fur of the massive horse and Despina let her body tremble with mounting pleasure.

"Close... so close, you dumb mammal, just a little... more."

Mal wasn't sure how he could last any longer without at least slowing down, but every time his hips slacked the kobold's heels were right back at his ass spurring him on. His vision blurred into a kaleidoscope of swirling colors as the pillows blurred into one large technicolor mess. Equine lubricant ran down the underside of his shaft to the large, healthy orbs jittering and bouncing between his legs, equally splattering the kobold's golden rump as the horse's flared tip pulled at Despina's insides. Hands went to Mal's neck and the leash extended once again in Despina's grasp as she pulled him down close, her words dripping honey into his perked ears.

"Pull it out... and bathe your superior, you filthy brute..."

Fingers released the leash and as it snapped back to Mal's neck the horse whiplashed upright. He cock pulled free from the kobold's gaping hole with a disturbingly-loud pop just as a heated, bulging glob of equine seed flew from his flared tip. Despina had precisely a millisecond to watch the horse's heavy cock, slathered and glistening in the cave's torchlight before her vision was completely obfuscated with thick, pearly-white cum. Three solid blasts of horse jizz caused the kobold's head to snap back into the pillows, providing a lurid snack for Despina's writhing tongue as more continued to streak across her body. The brilliant gold scales that marked the governess were soon blurred and muted under layers of thick, healthy horse seed, Despina's fingers finishing off a particularly fulfilling orgasm against her fingers as she was completely frosted in warm horse spunk.

When her muzzle opened wide it was as if a sinkhole of pink appeared amidst a desert of white, the kobold's greedy tongue more fully cleaning Despina's face as the twitches and ropes of male seed subsided. Despite the exertion Mal sat back on his thighs nearly motionless, his massive frame rhythmically swelling for breath as his limpening cock drooped to the pile of pillows. Hands went to Despina's face next as she sat herself upright, casually but diligently suckling every bit of tasty mammal sperm the greedy kobold could wipe from her scales as she eyed the huffing stallion.

"I need someone outside the mountain." she said bluntly, her tone chipper but unwavering, "Someone to handle certain transactions discreetly and to... test the waters for future endeavors."

Mal's eyes focused on the cum-glazed kobold as she stood and idly ran a finger down her chest to her hip.

"I think you're just the horse for the job." Despina giggled, smearing the pungent seed over his snout.

Mal frowned and wrinkled his nose as he let out a snort.

"What makes you think I'd even think of doing that?" he snapped through clenched teeth.

"Because if you weren't, you'd have walked out of here days ago." Despina beamed.

Stillness came over the stallion as his mind turned the words over like a curious puzzle. His eyes widened and Mal raised a hand to the collar around his neck. It was stretchy, almost like cloth-thin leather that he could fit a thick finger under and when he pulled it snapped. He watched the material flutter to the mess of pillows and stallion cum between his legs with a blank expression, Despina still idly cleaning herself and muttering in that weird language.

"How long-?"

"Like I said, days ago. They're merely for the disobedient," the governess grinned and reached forward, idly stroking the equine's limp cock as she spoke, "and their power fades over time."

Despina reveled in the wave of realization washing over Mal's face and stickered as she stood up on her toes to lick the bit of stallion seed she had smeared on his muzzle.

"Do we have an... understanding?"