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Ten Nights in Lyra

Chapter 3

Country Matters

Caroline and Matt left the Parliament building and headed back through Wylde Park. They strolled along a large pond that was home to a wide variety of waterfowl. Swans, geese, swan geese, and others swam leisurely about the still water. Peafowl strode through the picnic areas looking for scraps of food. Caroline intercepted a large pelican attempting to gobble up a pigeon. The thing screeched its anger. Caroline yelled back a rather detailed description of the demise she would inflict upon it. The monster bird angrily waddled off to terrorize smaller animals elsewhere.

Matt ushered Caroline off past various shocked and amused spectators before the cops arrived. "I hate those things," Caroline spoke of the beast.

"It's okay. I won't let the pelican hurt you," Matt consoled.

"Thanks," Caroline grumbled.

They still had some time before the next bus so they dropped into a local pub for some burgers. The food at the location proved mediocre. Looking through Matt's guide this particular establishment was unmentioned. Another point for Mr Quint, Caroline surmised. She'd catch him in a fault yet.

They completed the northern loop of the tour bus. But when they returned to Isaac's Park the buses were finishing their final laps. So it was time to give Lyra's famed efficient subway system a try. "Why do the tour buses stop so early?" Caroline opined.

"Dunno. Probably figure most people want to get dinner. I read online some of them do have special night tours, though."

"Probably costs extra."

"Well of course."

The subway was very efficient, if rather stress-inducing. They were traveling in the midst of rush time. They tried to figure out the pricing structure, card system, and stops they'd need while not getting too much in the way of the myriads traveling from their jobs to elsewhere in the city. They did not feel as they did well. Still, the system was simple once they figured it out and the trains were swift to carry them to their destination.

A short hike from the station they reached Whetstone Lane, one of Lyra's many red light districts. The cement paving became a tidy cobblestone walk. It curved past simple white storefronts. Each shop boasted a big bay window with mannequins in suggestive poses. Thick black curtains hid the goings-on within the shops. Gold lettering named each place along with a cheeky subtitle: Sinchilla - Sensuous Softness, Hot Toddies - Frolicking Foxes, or Carousel of Dreams - Where Dreams Live.

They followed the road to near its end. Matt was clearly becoming increasingly worried he might be wrong on the location of his chosen venue or worse, it might have closed down permanently. But no, Country Matters - Sensual Female Entertainment sat calmly on the far end of the road. Its bay window held a small picket fence with green felt to represent grass. The idea was the pasture continued in past the dark curtains. Caroline opened the darkened glass door for Matt. "After you," she offered. Matt stumbled into the building. Caroline giggled as she followed.

They stepped into a bare entryway with a window for the attendant. "Hello, welcome to Country Matters," said the lithe ferret behind the window. His name tag identified him as Bruiser. "Identification, please."

"Oh yeah," Matt said. He scrambled to dig his I.D. from his wallet and dropped a handful of cards to the floor in the process. Caroline shook her head but became self conscious and fumbled about herself. She still managed better than Matt. As the ferret checked the cards Matt picked up the cards he'd dropped. Caroline looked over the various warning signs posted along the interior door. There were details of the sort of entertainment featured within; likely to ward off anybody who wandered in mistaking the place for a farm supply store. There were also an extensive code of contact. There wasn't time to read the whole thing. But Caroline knew how to behave herself, and she was there to keep Matt in line anyway. She'd never been thrown out of a sex show yet, anyway.

"Alright, you're all set," Bruiser replied. They collected their cards back. Matt fumbled to put his back in his wallet. "Enjoy yourselves in there."

"Oh, we will," Caroline replied. She pulled the door open for Matt. Matt swallowed and hopped through the door.

They entered another atrium. "No cover charge," Caroline noted.

"Actually illegal in Lyra. But as I understand they'll give you quite the cold shoulder if you don't patronize."

Caroline nodded. The interior of the establishment had not been told about the country home theming and instead opted for a blue harem motif. Caroline saw off to the left was a bar and lounge area. While the door in front led down the hall to the stage areas. It appeared many low cushion-y seats surrounded small stages. There were silhouettes of a few patrons visible. The place was hardly overrun, but it was a weekday and still early in the evening at that.

"Hello and welcome," A plump rabbit bounded up to them. "I'm Bonnie. What are you interested in seeing today?"

Caroline looked at Matt. He was looking at her. When he realized she was waiting for him to voice his interests his brain broke. Too many possibilities overwhelmed him.

Caroline took charge. "Naked women," she answered Bonnie.

"You're going to have to be a lot more specific than that," the rabbit snickered.

"Well, I would like to see performers of canine or feline species, myself."

Matt worked up his nerve, "Actually, um, I heard they do rimming here?"

Bonnie grinned, "Kinky. And yes. Well, we have Ice and Citrine coming up on stage four. They are a fennec fox and a cheetah respectively. And yeah, they eat ass."

"Sounds good," Caroline said. Matt nodded.

"And Jasper and Tulip are there now finishing up. I'm sure you'll enjoy the tail end of their bit while you wait. In the meanwhile could I get you something to drink?"

"Dirty martini, straight up?" Caroline replied.

"Well, we have plenty of dirty but not much straight around here," Bonnie grinned.

"How often do you do that joke?" Caroline asked.

"Not often enough," the rabbit replied. "And for the gentleman?"

"Beer," Matt spurted. "Um, something in a red lager?" he asked more measured.

"Can do," Bonnie replied. "Now, you two go in and enjoy the show. I'll get you your drinks."

"Thank you," the cats said together. They watched the rabbit bound into the bar area. They both noticed she wore nothing from the waste down. Caroline thought she was going to like this place. Caroline and Matt headed into the performance area.

"You researched that rimming thing before we came here," Caroline accused.

"Yes," he said. She tussled his ears.

It was not a huge location, but they made it work. Small semicircular stages lined the walls with cushy seating about them. On one a polar bear lady masturbated herself with legs wide. Across from her was a wolf licking the tits of a red squirrel. At stage three a hyena pushed a vibrator between a ferret's legs. Caroline bumped into Matt who had stopped to gawk at the performing women. Caroline put her paw to Matt's shoulder to subtly direct him toward their goal. She was here, after all, to keep him from making an arse of himself. She'd have to keep from getting distracted in that, no matter how pleasant the distractions were.

Caroline and Matt settled down onto a very soft sofa. On the stage a bare nude lay back on the stage. Her bare pussy pointed out at the audience. Over her face a civet knelt. The otter's tongue lapped up at the civet's sex. And judging by the latter's face she'd been enjoying that treatment for a while now. The otter's fingers reached between her legs and rubbed at her crotch. Her juices dripped down over her arsehole and onto the stage below her. Jasper and Tulip, Bonnie had said. Thought there was no way of know who was whom. She doubted there was a playbill.

"I love that view," Matt whispered.

Caroline nodded slowly. She hoped their drinks arrived soon. She could do with sipping a martini to this show. She glanced at Matt and noticed him rubbing himself through his jeans. He was showing his age, or lack of it. She was going to stop him, but then she noticed a bear woman near them with her fingers shamelessly pushing through the fly of her jeans. Caroline didn't know what was or was not acceptable behavior in this weird city.

She turned her attention back to the stage. The civet dropped to all fours. She shuddered over the otter. The otter tensed and came to her fingers; ejaculating across the stage. Some droplets of that reached the cushions in front of the stage. Caroline considered moving up for the next shows. The otter leaned up and planted a kiss on the civet's rear. She looked over at Matt and watched him tense at that show.

The ladies climbed to their knees. They thanked the audience, re-introducing themselves. Tulip was the otter and the civet Jasper. They passed a hat to collect tips, as g-strings weren't going to be an option. The two cats made certain to toss in a few bills. Even if they had only caught the tail end, it was a very nice tail.

Bonnie arrived with their drinks in hand. "Would you like to start a tab?"

"That would be great," Caroline handed over a card. "We may need to save our cash for the shows."

"Heh, always a good idea," Bonnie replied. "You can put cash tips on the cards, though that is a hassle, and the ladies prefer cash anyways."

"I'd imagine," Matt said.

"Anyway, I try to keep scarce during shows so as not to distract. But I'll try to check up on you regularly as best I can."

"Thank you," they said in unison.

"One more question," Caroline said. "What is the, uh, etiquette for this place." She glanced over at the nearby bear. She was now collapsed back in the sofa spent. Her zipper wide open.

"Good question," Bonnie grinned. "We are clothing optional for our guests. And masturbation is allowed. We do request you don't do anything between one another as we don't want the ladies being upstaged."

"Good to know," Caroline said. This was a very interesting place.

"Well, I will check on you later. Enjoy Ice and Citrine." Bonnie headed off.

Caroline sipped her martini. It was very good. Matt sipped his beer. "Like it?" she asked.

"It's different. Not something I've had before. Good though."

"Good."

Their attention returned to the stage as the fennec and cheetah women stepped onto it. The two women were bare nude. There would be no toying with fancy strip shows at this establishment, just straight to the action. Ice slipped down to all fours. Her blonde foxy tail draped over her back so her nether regions were on full display. Citrine knelt down next to the fennec. Her hand toyed with that tail before lightly running over Ice's ass and pussy. Ice shuddered. The cheetah licked the cheek of the fox's bare ass. She moved her muzzle in to kiss the fox's ass hole. Her tongue washed over that hole and slowly pressed inward. Ice moaned low and long.

Caroline licked her lips. This generally wasn't her thing, but these lewd women made it work. She glanced over at Matt who had his stiff cock sticking out of his jeans fly. His hand worked the shaft slowly as his eyes fixed on the show. He certainly was quick to get used to this environment. He probably already knew the rules of the place from his research. He was teaching her more than the other way around, it seemed. He stopped for a moment to pull his t-shirt over his head. "I'll make a mess of it if I keep it on," he whispered. He went back to staring at the show and slowly jerking himself. Caroline couldn't help but reach over and tickle his bare chest. He swatted her back with a giggle. Hopefully that wasn't too upstaging of the ladies.

"Psst," Caroline looked over to the rabbit Bonnie. Maybe is was too upstaging? "I brought you guys some warm towels."

"Thank you very much," Caroline replied.

Bonnie eyed up Matt's bare cock in his hand. The boy sunk down a little in his seat. "You two continue to enjoy the show," she said and slipped away.

That rabbit was getting a very large tip at the end of all of this. But now she was going to indulge in the locale's lax clothing and behavior rules. She took care in undressing herself so she did not disturb the performers. Though they seemed quite lost in fingering each other's holes. Matt followed her lead and removed the remainder of his clothes. Totally nude atop the towel Bonnie had brought her Caroline spread her knees wide and groped at herself. Her other hand squeezed her small breast. Matt watched her eagerly. Now this was upstaging. Caroline nodded to the stage to redirect his attention.

The cheetah was face down ass up. Ice lounged next to her. The fennec's fingers toyed with the cheetah's holes. She pressed her fingers into each in turn. The spotted butt on display quivered from the attention. Now it was Ice's turn to lick Citrine ass. She made certain the audience got a view of her tongue pushing into that rear end. Her fingers rubbed Citrine's sex. Her fingers and tongue switched places. The cat moaned as her vulva was licked. The fox held a single fingertip just inside Citrine's arse. And once again the fox switched her attentions. Her fingers worked Citrine's sex while she eagerly ate the cheetah's ass. She continued at that until the cat came loud and messy.

Matt groaned and grunted. Caroline turned to watch the cum spurt from his cock over his orange belly. Matt panted. That post orgasm tiredness gave him the chance to drink his beer and enjoy just watching the women play. Caroline returned her eyes to the stage. The ladies continued their performance licking and finger one another. Caroline fingered herself until she came. And as the show went on she soon got herself off again. Matt brought himself to orgasm shortly before the finale. A bit of a waste, Caroline thought, but he was still young.

For that finale both women pointed their rears toward the audience and masturbated themselves to orgasm. They had pretty good control as they got themselves off almost simultaneously. Caroline came yet again shortly after more do to a lack of self control. Matt didn't have the strength in him at the moment for another, though. They both dropped a nice tip in the passed hat for the wonderful show.

"Wow," Caroline collapsed back in her seat.

"Yeah," Matt agreed.