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Deep Conditioning

Chapter Six,

1. Cederwyn Whitefurr

14th September 2017,

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Palen and Rosie spent the early hours of the morning, grazing the sweet tender grass, before Rosie's head snapped up and she twisted her head over her shoulder as she heard the door whisper open. Flicking a quick glance at Palen, both of them turned about then knelt down on their forelegs, Rosie on both of hers and Palen with a more theatrical bow, one leg extended out, the other folded at the knee, his head dipped to the ground.

Stephen blinked, then run his hands over his messed hair, before he yawned and squinted, then smiled weakly and held his hands out, both animals instinctively going to him for morning petting and cuddles.

“Good morning you two, did you sleep well?" Stephen asked, as he caressed each of them in turn, then walked back inside, both Rosie and Palen obediently following.

Rosie shot Palen a glance, and Palen flattened his ears back, before the more dominant Stallion answered for them, assuring their owner they had indeed slept well the night before. As Stephen prepared his breakfast, Rosie lay herself down and a tremble rippled through her body, before she rested her head on her forelegs, waiting patiently. Palen nuzzled Stephen gently in the back, then Stephen smiled and gently pushed Palen's head away.

“I need coffee first, then I'll get your breakfast for you both - “ Stephen told him gently. “Be patient Palen, I won't forget."

Palen walked back out into the living room, then gave Rosie and gentle nuzzle, which she returned affectionately, then lay her head back down again, feeling the ache in her groin from Palen's mating earlier, but doing her best to not let the discomfort show, Palen looked sideways at her, then nuzzled her again, as if trying to comfort her, his eyes showing his affection and concern for Rosie, as Palen could smell Rosie's scent and knew she was in pain, but hiding it well from their owner.

Stephen made his coffee, then he fixed their breakfast, giving them fresh vegetables, grain and other food, placing a bowl of fresh water next to their feed. Palen fell to his breakfast with relish and hunger, whilst Rosie nuzzled at some of hers, idly pushing bits of it around, before she wrinkled her muzzle and shook her head gently.

“Not very hungry Rosie? What's wrong honey?" Stephen asked, as he rose from where he sat, then crouched down and gently placed the back of his hand against her forehead. “Not feeling well?"

“No, master - “ Rosie spoke truthfully, before she looked down at her breakfast and nibbled at a carrot, more distracted than hungry.

“If you're not hungry, you don't have to eat now, you can eat it later - “ Stephen told her, then stroked her head, gently brushing her ears back.

“I will...I promise - “ Rosie whispered, then lovingly nuzzled against his forearm.'

Turning his attention to Palen, Stephen blushed and Palen frowned, flicking his ears forwards in curiosity, not understanding why his beloved owners scent suddenly reeked of fear.

“Palen..." Stephen began, then sat down and caressed Palen's neck, the Stallion happily leaning into the affectionate stroking.

“Master?" Palen inquired, gently nuzzling at Stephen's chest.

“I...when we...I know what we shared, but I felt – I felt like it frightened you, I know lying on your back isn't right for a horse - “ Stephen sighed, then stroked Palen again.

“Master, we are – conditioned – to obey, if that is what pleases our owner, then we will do it, as that compulsion to please, is what makes us so loyal and willing..." Palen admitted freely, as he nuzzled Stephen again and rested his head on Stephen's lap, then felt Stephen tremble.

“I – I know all about your compulsions and conditioning, as you put it – yet it – it must have felt strange to you, making love with a human male and - “

Palen sighed softly through his nostrils, then rolled his eyes to look up at Stephen.

“Master, I am compelled to obey you, you are my owner, my master, and if – lovemaking with me, pleasures you, then it pleases me to give you such pleasures. I do not feel it is wrong, as in pleasing you, in any way I can, makes me feel pleasure and happiness as well. I have no feelings of guilt, or remorse, or anything – as in pleasing our owner – brings us pleasure and happiness, so there is no need to feel guilty master, you bought Rosie and myself for your own reasons – and we are happy and content to obey, in any way we can."

Stephen shuddered and Palen blinked, then he lifted his head slightly, before he froze as he felt Stephen place a hand lightly on Palen's muzzle and stop him. Palen looked up, his eyes narrowing in confusion, as he felt Stephen's penis growing firmer beneath Palen's chin.

“Sorry Palen...I should have – better self control, you're both so...loving and affectionate, I feel truly blessed to have you as my companions and - “ Stephen laughed nervously, then he shivered and Palen flicked his tail, confusion fighting with his compulsion to obey.

“Master, if you desire pleasure – it would honour me and please me, to grant you such – however you desired..."

“You don't have to please me Palen, just because I get – well – aroused, it happens with us humans, especially us men – the feel of your soft fur with your head lying in my lap...it wasn't anything you done, my dear, sweet Stallion..."

Palen's confusion grew, as he felt compelled to sexually pleasure his owner, due to his compulsions, but as Stephen had not openly asked him, Palen was also bound by those same compulsions not to try and take liberties.

“I...Palen," Stephen began, then blushed and caressed Palen's velvety furred nose.

“Yes Master?" Palen asked, as he lifted his head, and then snorted as he felt Stephen's erect penis slap up against the underside of his muzzle.

Stephen blushed deeper, then he caressed Palen's forehead, before he looked down at his penis, that stood tall and proud, then looked at Palen.

“I know I shouldn't, but - “ Stephen gestured, and Palen frowned, before he looked at Stephen, then down at his engorged member, then back at Stephen.

“You desire pleasure Master?" Palen asked, innocently and without any hesitation.

“I've...I mean, could a stallion...with your muzzle I mean - “ Stephen laughed nervously.

Palen thought for a moment, his forehead creasing slightly, before he nodded, then before Stephen could stop him, Palen lipped delicately at Stephen's penile head, then in one quick motion, Palen dropped his head and pressed his soft furred nose against Stephen's groin, hot breath washing over the pale skin as Palen began tenderly suckling like a foal would nurse from his mother. Stephen moaned and he gripped Palen's ears, making the Stallion tremble, but Palen didn't stop.

His rough, broad tongue curled at the edges, as he began suckling harder, pressing the top of Stephen's penis against the body ridges at the top of Palen's muzzle as he suckled contentedly, Rosie lifting her head off her forelegs to watch, her ears pricked forwards.

“Palen...you're so...naturally gifted - “ Stephen moaned, as he moved his hands to Palen's neck and began massaging.

Palen felt no guilt or shame, if anything, pleasuring his owner began to secrete the chemical's into Palen's mind, that brought him pleasure in turn. Stephen gasped, feeling the Stallion lift his muzzle and gently lower it again, adjusting the angle slightly for better breathing, before he closed his eyes and pushed Stephen's penile head against the back of his muzzle and began swallowing, the strong throat muscles causing a powerful suction as Stephen gasped and began quivering.

“Oh...dear God - “ Stephen gasped, as he experimentally began thrusting against Palen's muzzle, causing the Stallion to snort softly, then tilt his head forwards a little, allowing his master better access.

Rosie watched, listening to Palen's deep breaths, watching Stephen gasping and moaning, as he rocked his hips against Palen's muzzle, then she smiled to herself and lay her head back down, watching the Stallion and human.

“Palen...oh God...how...how can you..." Stephen gasped and trembled, then when Palen curled his tongue around Stephen's penis, Stephen bucked hard against Palen's muzzle and thick strands of semen were spurted down Palen's throat.

Palen trembled, surprised by the taste as he'd never experienced it, then he began swallowing eagerly, which only brought another explosive release from Stephen, who grunted and ground his hips against Palen's muzzle and began moaning. Palen flicked an ear, but the strong musky scent and the other triggers that showed his master was in pleasure, made Palen swish his tail back and forth in contentment, as he used his throat muscles to swallow the salty, hot liquid that had been given to him.

“I've never..." Stephen panted, as he carefully pushed himself back, and Palen obediently lifted his muzzle, gazing with love and adoration at his owner. “Doesn't that...make you feel sick? I know when I do it with another human male - “

Palen swept his tongue around the inside of his mouth, his taste-buds assimilating the salty taste and the slight bitterness, before he shook his head, his long mane rippling. “Even if it did Master, you know we would be incapable of saying so – as that would upset our owners...and cause us distress and discomfort, for hurting our owner."

“You were...so gentle and - “ Stephen murmured, as he lifted Palen's head, then pressed his lips to the stallions, then kissed him.

“I am...undoubtedly – not as gifted as dear Rosie, when it comes to matters of oral pleasure of our master - “ Palen admitted, as he glanced over at Rosie, who quivered in embarrassment. “My – muzzle is not really – designed for such. I am, however, as you know - “

Stephen blushed again, then gently placed a hand on Palen's muzzle and shushed him, making Palen frown.

“Forgive me master, I did not mean to speak out of place - “ Palen spoke quietly.

Giving Palen a hug around the neck, Stephen soothed Palen. “Sometimes, my dear, sweet stallion, you can be...too honest, you understand? Of course, Rosie with her soft tongue and slender muzzle, well, yes, she is better – suited – but I was curious, if you could please me like that, you can, and you did, so thank you. Of course, you...please me in other ways, just as dear Rosie does..."

Palen looked at Rosie, who used her slender tongue to pick up a piece of carrot, before she blinked and paused in mid-chew, her muzzle hanging open, before Steven laughed and she closed it with a snap and swallowed, then gave a weak tail flicker.

“I adore you two, you both know that, don't you?" Steven told them, as he pet the carpet beside him then Rosie obediently crawled over on her knees and lay her head in Steven's lap.

Giving both of them an affectionate pat and a cuddle, Stephen knelt on the carpet, before he chuckled and hugged them again, before he looked between Rosie and Palen, who looked at each other then back at their owner, then they both tilted their heads in confusion.

“Nothing, my beloved companions, its alright, just – relax, its alright, you're both perfectly safe here, now, I need to go shower and get this morning started..." Stephen told them, giving each an affectionate cuddle again, as he stood and leaned on Palen, who splayed his legs out, happy to give assistance to his owner as he stood.

As Stephen walked down the hallway, Palen looked at Rosie, who shuddered and stood, then shook herself and started eating her breakfast, her thoughts her own, as Palen used his hind hoof to scratch an itch on the side of his muzzle and then lay down on the carpet, wondering what the day would bring for both of them...

To Be Continued...