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Darryl found himself in a rather peculiar situation as one of the only massage therapists in the Klyneth region who was willing to work on exotic animals. He picked up the skills to work on the flesh of dragons, gryphons, ulokar, horses and various other large quadrupeds while still in school, but hadn't found that it was all too lucrative of a job due to how few people paid for their quads to be massaged. While many were happy to pay him to work on their own bodies, few considered the health and wellness of their farm animals and as such very few jobs were available for a massage therapist that specialized in treating the unique anatomy of those with wings or four legs.

While he chose to focus mostly on other bipeds because there was more work in that area of expertise, he was sure to pick up a minor in quadruped massage therapy as well, as he enjoyed that a lot more. This was a big deal because it was still a relatively rare specialty to acquire, and that made him a valuable commodity in the region. Furthermore, he was the only one who was willing to get messy.

His client was named Ilorek, a hippogryph professor of alchemy at the Klyneth academy of science and magic. Darryl had met Ilorek back when he was still in school those years prior, and the two had grown to be friends through their mutual interests and the fact that Ilorek exclusively hired Darryl as his exotic animal massage therapist. He paid well, and the benefits of working on Ilorek's ranch were greater than just the coin he could make off the specialty treatment.

After a long drive out beyond the limits of the city, the shepherd made the final turn into Ilorek's ranch, driving his car up the gravel path between the tall cliffs that lined the driveway. After parking, he took his sunglasses off and put the vehicle in park before glancing around to see if he could see Ceylon - the female gryphon he was here to help - anywhere. Instead, he saw only Ilorek standing tall next to a barbecue, flipping steaks and drinking something pink out of a tall, icy glass.

Ilorek's entire ranch was surrounded on three sides by tall hills that were lined by cliffs to keep people out, while the remaining border of his property was nestled up against the Vast Emerald Wood to the north; he had a very reasonable desire for privacy, as he used his ranch for making feral focused porn when not teaching, mostly during the summer season or on weekends. Few registered massage therapists wanted to be associated with animals that were used in porn, for fear of their name being associated with the subject matter. Nobody wanted that ruining their reputation.

While fraternizing with four-legged brethren wasn't against any laws, it was still quite taboo.

That was the reason he had chosen Darryl to work on the various quadrupeds that called his ranch home. Sometimes, a horse or a feral dragon had no interest in 'performing' due to stiff muscles and would protest until a proper deep tissue massage was given. Often, this led to Darryl on a horse's back to knead their haunches, or straddling a dragon to get under the wings, which was not a problem to him in the least. He loved this part of his job, and wished he had more clients.

"Hey! Nice day out!" Darryl called out with a wave as he closed his car door. "So where's my client? I don't see her anywhere!" He made his way across the yard towards Ilorek, sniffing at the air to enjoy the scent of steaks as he got closer. The barbecue was nestled in between the ranch home, the pasture, and the stables that were attached to the house, so it was the most logical place for it.

Ilorek waved back and reached into his nearby cooler, plucking out a sealed bottle of the same pink drink he was enjoying. "Thanks for comin'! She's been a real pain in the tail over the past few days and I figure she needs a proper massage." He grabbed a glass and some ice before pouring Darryl a drink and offering it. "Here, try some of this. It's good. As for Ceylon, she's out in the field, teasing the stallions as she usually does. I figure when she realizes they won't hop the fence, she'll come see us."

"You want me to go get her? And wait, she has wings, why doesn't she fly?" Darryl asked as he leaned over the fence, squinting to see that Ceylon was in fact at the other side of the pasture with her tail up, teasing the stallions while gently chirping and ruffling her feathers at them, enticing them.

"I taught her not to! She's very obedient." Ilorek explained as he grabbed all three slabs of steak and put them on three plates matching small, medium, and large. "And no worries, she will show up when she's good and ready. I'm sure she recognizes you by now and will be eager to see you once she does. In the mean time, come and have some steak, enjoy a drink. The weekend's here, I have some videos to shoot, and I just wanna relax a bit with my buddy before Arnika shows up." He gave the medium plate do Darryl and took the large one, leaving the small plate on the table next to the grill.

Darryl took the glass and plate and followed Ilorek over to his deck, where an outdoor table and chairs were set up. "This drink, it's not alcoholic, is it?"

Ilorek shook his head and sat down at the table as Valencia - his canine-bat hybrid wife - came out of the house to give him a kiss and grab the small plate off the barbecue stand. "Nope. I know you don't drink, and I tend to avoid it most times, too. It's a strawberry lemonade with a hint of uriel fruit. Gives it a bit of a tartness to go with the sour and sweet. Nice blend, could drink it forever."

"Well alright then!" Darryl said as he took a sip. He was impressed with it, but wasn't blown away. "It's good. Not bad at all. How did you do the steak?"

"Yours? Medium rare. Bit of pink in there, shouldn't be too bloody. I made Valencia's super rare, because she has some fetish for blood. She is a bat, you know." He joked, then took a big bite of his meat. "Delicious stuff. Mine's mid-rare too."

This was perfect. Nice afternoon for Darryl to relax. He wasn't expecting to hang out or enjoy a meal, but it was a pleasant surprise nonetheless. However, as a consummate professional, he couldn't help but inquire further as he took a sip of his drink. "So what exactly summoned me here? The steak is great and all, but I don't imagine you're paying me a premium to chill and eat your food."

Ilorek sliced off a rather large bite of his steak and popped it in his beak before washing it down with a drink of his own. He then placed his fork and knife on the plate and rubbed his hands together as he leaned over the table towards Darryl. "Well, Ceylon hasn't been performing lately. She's kind of a big deal in my videos, and though it's clear she's in heat, she doesn't seem to like it when any males try to mount her. I think there's a problem with her haunches, the muscles in her hindquarters and lower back. I tried massaging it out myself, but got kicked." He showed a slice on his belly and thigh. "So I wonder if you can give her a look."

Darryl paused and took another bite of the steak while mulling it over. "You know I'm not a doctor, right? There's a chance she has a problem with her gut. She might be sick, you know. Not everything can be solved with a massage. I mean, a lot of things can, but not most sicknesses."

"Oh, I'm reasonably certain she's not sick. Farm animals tend to leave, uh, biological evidence of sickness in their pens, and she's not been doing such. Like I said, she seems to have a real problem with me, but only when I dare touch her hips the wrong way, whether that be getting her in position or if I'm working on her myself."

"And by working on her, you mean penetrating, right?" Darryl asked, just to clarify that Ilorek was speaking less about general ire and was discussing a more specific act of sexual defiance.

The hippogryph nodded. "Yeah. Usually she loves that sort of attention, but the last few days, well, here, I'll show you." He pointed towards the pasture, where Ceylon was gradually making her way towards the fence segment nearest the barbecue. "Seems she's caught your scent. I know she loves it when you get your hands on her. Or in her. Up to you to figure out exactly what it is you want to do with her. I leave it in your capable hands. I would recommend eating your steak first, though."

Darryl sliced off another strip of meat and popped it in his mouth before standing tall and making his way to the fence to meet with Ceylon. "May I go into the pasture? Get a feel for her?"

"Of course." Ilorek invited. "How else are you going to examine her?" Valencia then finished her steak and hopped up on Ilorek's back, nuzzling into his neck as her wing-arms folded over his shoulders. She was being uncharacteristically quiet, but Darryl knew she was more of a night person, so even noon was probably pretty early for her.

After stealing another bite of his steak, Darryl darted over to the fence and waited for Ceylon to arrive and poke her head over the top of the fence towards him. He was careful to not make any sudden movements, because he knew that even tame gryphons could startle easily. The avian part of their brain was, as it always would be, very flighty. "Good girl." He said as he slowly raised his hand to caress her cheek. "So I hear you're in pain, are ya?"

Ceylon nuzzled into his palm and chirped gently, clicking her beak and raising her feathers against his touch. She sidestepped until her flank was rubbing against the fence, but her wing was raised enough that it didn't touch. She did seem tentative, but not in direct pain.

Eager to diagnose her better, Darryl gave her another light stroke down her neck before stepping through the fence boards to go into the pasture next to her. She didn't flinch, as he was moving slowly and she had already acquainted herself with him. "Alright, Ilorek, I might need your help." He insisted to his host. "I am going to have to feel around, see what hurts and how I can fix it. I'll need a stool of some sort so I can keep her torso at waist level, and I might need you to holster her in case she kicks or jumps. The actual therapy might be unpleasant for her at first, and she's not a person I can convince to just deal with it, like I could with you or Valencia."

"Aye, captain." Ilorek said as he offered a salute. He grabbed another bite of the steak before heading across the yard towards the big red and black barn, Valencia still on his back.

While he was gone, Darryl cheekily traced his fingers down Ceylon's spine to gently knead at the base of her tail, testing her to see how she would react. She didn't, at least not at first, so he cradled her rump cheek and slid his fingers in between cheek and tail. This coaxed the gryphon to gently raise her tail and expose her folds, which were soaking wet and dripping her arousal. This made Darryl sniff the air to sample her scent before returning his paws to her lower back, where she was said to hurt.

When Ilorek returned, he gave the stool to Darryl over the top of the fence. "Sorry it took so long, turns out Rex our stable boy was using it to clean Oceras." He then turned and took another bite of his steak, clearly not wanting to waste it. "So, have you found what's wrong with her yet?" He asked with as subtle wink; he knew that Darryl was eager to get sensual with Ceylon, even if he hadn't yet. In their years together, Darryl had always said that he wanted to be in one of Ilorek's videos, but had always backed out that the last moment. He wasn't as much of an exhibitionist as he thought.

But Darryl was the consummate professional who didn't let a bit of desire get in the way of his work. At least not yet. "I haven't been able to find anything yet, but so far I've only examined her down the spine. Where did you say she was in pain?"

"Around her hips. She gets ornery any time a male grips onto her, be it stallion or drake or me."

"I see, I see." Darryl set the stool next to Ceylon and stood up on it, where he was able to survey her from above. Nothing seemed out of place at first, so he started lightly prodding and caressing her starting at the neck, squeezing her muscles while counting her ribs one by one. "This will take a while, so feel free to go enjoy your steak while I examine your girl here."

Ilorek nodded, but remained next to the fence. "I'd kind of like to watch, maybe learn a thing or two from you?" Though he explained his intentions, he still turned and grabbed a bite of the steak.

Darryl got another good whiff of the well-seasoned steak again, so he quickly leapt through the fence to have a few bites before returning to the stool. "Alright, so that's that. Good steak, by the way. Seasoned quite beautifully. Gimme the rub recipe some time." He then turned back to Ceylon, where he got back to testing every muscle set one at a time. The shepherd caressed the gryphon's front shoulders, walking his fingertips down her spine towards her wing shoulders, where he squeezed from either side to see if Ceylon reacted. She didn't, so he kept moving. "Now I get to work."

Down her lower back he went once again to return to the base of her tail. This time, his touch urged her to lift it for him, once again exposing her still-moist nether region. He did take note of this, but didn't take action as he wished to identify her problems before doing anything with her even if it was clear she wanted that sort of attention. He could see that Ilorek had noticed it, too, but he was going to wait to see if his client made a move before he did. Gryphons were certainly sexy, but that didn't mean he was going to make foolish decisions around them.

He continued to work on Ceylon's back, eventually finding himself lightly tapping at the groove where the front of her thigh met the side of her torso. Only then did she flinch. Her skin twitched and her fur stood on end as her wing fluttered, nearly knocking him off his stool. "I think I've found the issue." He said calmly as he regained his footing.

"I could have told you that." Ilorek said. "That's usually where I grab when making videos with her. Well, me or whomever it is that is hired to be in that week's video. Usually she's fine with it, but not lately." He explained while leaning over the fence. He was giving his gryphon a gentle caress down the neck to keep her calm, but she wasn't the kind to need it given how well behaved she usually was. Still, she seemed to appreciate it as she pushed back into his touch and preened at his chest feathers.

Darryl leaned over her flank and tapped lightly at the same spot on the other side to see if she reacted to that and found that she did with the same vigor. She did not like being caressed around the muscles of her hips, but seemed to be entirely content being touched virtually everywhere else. Upon coming to this conclusion, he stood tall on the stool and rubbed his hands. "So, it seems I have gotten to the bottom of this mystery. Can you show me how you mount her for your videos?" It seemed a risky thing to ask, but Ilorek wasn't shy about his videos in the least so Darryl figured it was okay.

Ilorek shrugged and stepped through the fence to align himself behind Ceylon. "Same as you'd expect with a larger feral such as herself." He lightly patted her haunches to get her to squat as he leaned into her, pressing the bulge in his pants in between her rump cheeks. She was very well trained and even pushed her tail to the side for him even though he was still clothed. He then leaned forward to hover his hands over the two spots that triggered Ceylon's discomfort. "Now, most people reach around like this, but that's not how we do things here. No, I press my palms on her rump, like this."

As Ilorek gently placed his hands down on either one of the gryphon's rump cheeks, Darryl paid the closest of attention to see how Ceylon reacted. She seemed fine, until he slid his hands around to either side, sandwiching her booty between his palms. Only then did she twitch like she'd been touched like a poker, kicking with both hind paws to knock Ilorek back while also making Darryl hop back.

Once she regained her composure and everyone got back into place, Ilorek raised a hand as if to prove a point. "See? She is sore around her haunches, but I'm always so gentle with her. I figure some of the weekend help might be getting rough, but she hasn't shown any apprehension towards Rex or any of the others. I don't know what to do aside from have someone like you give her a deep tissue massage and perhaps help her out."

"I'm not entirely sure a massage will help her, I think you have to pinpoint the problem. Yeah, she's sore around the haunches, yeah I think a massage is a good first step into relaxing her, but-" He paused to size Ceylon up, holding his hands to the gryphon's rump end to try to recall a diagram from years prior. "Wait, I know what's wrong here. It took me a bit to figure it out, but I think I have a pretty solid idea. Now watch this." He said as he got down off the stool and pressed his fingers to the same spot that Ilorek's palms were on with no response.

"I'm watching, what's going on here?" Ilorek asked as he leaned back. Valencia was still on his back, snoozing as she nuzzled into his neck. It would have been cute had Darryl not been distracted.

He gave a gentle rub on Ceylon's haunches towards the trigger point. "Well, when I was giving her an exam, testing every muscle to see which ones were in pain, her glutes weren't sore. Nothing. It wasn't until she had squatted down for you that she had a reaction, right? Well, if my memory serves, that is because the muscles realign themselves when squatting, and the muscles that are sore are linked to her haunches when she squats. Therefore, she only has a violent reaction when you touch her there!"

Ilorek raised an eyebrow and flicked his ear, cocking his head to the side. "So it's not an association with mating that's getting her, but some nerve linking the sore spot and where I touch?"

Darryl nodded excitedly. "Yeah, she doesn't have an aversion to sex or performing for your videos - her teasing the stallions should have told you that - but that someone has been gripping her the wrong way, and her other muscles were triggering her sore spots even when enjoying herself!"

"What a relief!" Ilorek said with a sigh. "I was worried she had grown to hate sex or something! I'd hate to have to retire her given how much work she's put in and how passionate she is. I'd never force her into scenes she wasn't comfortable with, so it's nice to see that she's not rejecting me!" The hippogryph gave Ceylon a nice tap on the rump that coaxed her to lift her tail for him.

"See?" Darryl exclaimed while also trying to catch a brief glimpse of her pussy as her tail hiked up. "She wants it, but probably doesn't associate the pain of having her muscles sore with the act of mating. Give me half an hour and I should be able to release the two muscle groups on either side and have her back to normal!"

With an impressed grin, Ilorek nodded and backed off. "Alright, you go ahead and do your thing and when you're done, I invite you to test her. Hell, I might even record it, if you're willing." He paused. "Actually, I know you've been aching for a reason to be in my films, and I can't think of a better time or place! Wanna turn this whole scene into a sexy video? It's got a plot and everything!"

This offer made Darryl flinch for multiple reasons. At first he was simply taken aback that he was being propositioned so casually, but then that shock turned to apprehension as he imagined his own face being seen in widely published feral porn. The thought did excite him, as it made him feel naughty and he loved what he saw from Ilorek's productions in the past, but that didn't mean he was ready to be seen on camera with his knot slamming a gryphon pussy. "Is there any way you can keep my face out of the frame?" Seemed to be a good compromise.

"Yeah, man! Of course! That's easy, and I can blur it out if I get too excited and fail. Tell you what, since I can tell you're not the most eager to be on film, I'll record it, but I'll give you the footage to approve before I even take it back to the editing computer, deal?"

Darryl grunted and twisted his face a bit before reluctantly nodding. "Sure, go ahead. Go get a camera and I'll wait to do the treatment." He wasn't sure if he made the right decision, but Ilorek had offered to give him the final word if he changed his mind later.

In response, Ilorek chirped and squeaked a bit before bounding off. The massive, nearly-nine-foot tall hippogryph with the body of a drafter stallion squealed like a hatchling. It was cute, but also a little off-putting, though not enough so that Darryl was dissuaded from looking Ceylon in the eye.

"So, we're really doing this?" He said as he rubbed his hands together, using the friction to warm his palms. As the seconds ticked by, he gained his confidence enough to reach out and lightly caress her rump cheek next to the tail. He wasn't ever the hesitant type and we usually the first do have fun, but being filmed was the key element that was making him apprehensive. While Ilorek was gone, however, he slipped his hand up under the gryphon's lifted tail to slide his fingertips through her lips, which soaked his digits in her arousal as he felt her clitoris wink like a mare. When he pulled his hand away, he sniffed his fingers and felt a swell in his loins as he got a whiff of her scent.

His keen canine nose detected hints of estrus, a mask of need, and the sweetness of desire all at once and he couldn't help but want more. However, as he went to lean in and slide his fingers back into her, Ilorek returned from the barn with a camera in hand and Valencia finally off his back, walking next to him. They both seemed so excited to be filming another scene that they didn't even notice that they had caught Darrryl knuckles deep in the gryphon. When they arrived back at the fence, Ilorek set up the tripod. "Wait until we're recording to give her treatment." He instructed.

So Darryl waited, standing next to Ceylon while patting her along her haunches, careful to not hit either of the trigger points. Luckily, she wasn't arching her back, so he could caress her sides without issue. When Ilorek finally got the camera set up, he hit the button to start recording and aimed it right at Darryl and Ceylon.

"Alright, tell us what's going on here, and what you're going to be doing." He instructed.

At that moment, Darryl gained his confidence and picked up his video voice. "Well, what we have here is a gryphon with nerve linked muscle groups. She's been in a lot of porn, she's been mated by many stallions and drakes, so we have a spot right here that's particularly sore." He signaled towards the crook of her hips without actually touching her. "And though that makes sense when with other quads, we're noticing that she also is in pain when touched here." He then lightly tapped her on the hips where Ilorek gripped her earlier. "But this area is only triggered when she's in a specific position."

"So how are we going to fix that?" Ilorek asked, playing as a sort of host for the video.

Darryl laughed a bit at his willingness to dive into the role so easily, then answered. "Well, what we're going to have to do is apply pressure to the muscle tissue between the two affected areas in order to disconnect the link that makes both ends hurt, then I will have to knead out the knot around her hips to ensure that she is no longer in pain when mounted by another quadruped. She will not be happy with us, but she'll thank us later. Of that I am sure." He gave Ceylon a pat, then leaned in to start working, only to stop when he realized that he needed Ceylon to stay still. "I don't suppose I could get you over near her head to keep her calm, could I?"

Ilorek nodded. "Yeah, for sure. Val, keep that camera rolling." He then stepped past Darryl and Ceylon to nuzzle up next to the gryphon's head and neck, wrapping his arms around her in a hug.

Once Darryl was certain that she wasn't going to move, he rubbed his hands together again to warm them before pressing the heel of his palm against Ceylon's hips, slowly sliding it from one pressure point to the next. Ceylon flinched and tried to move away, but Ilorek calmed her and kept her in place as Darryl did his work. While the cameras rolled, he leaned his weight into the gryphon's side, rolling his wrist and applying as much pressure as he could from the middle of her haunches to the trigger point nestled in between hips and flank. She had quite the reaction when he got to that trigger point, but the pain died down over the next minute or so of treatment.

Eventually, once he pulled away she flexed her leg muscles and moved her limb in all directions to test its flexibility. When she realized she had full movement again without any soreness, she chirped and squeaked and tried to turn to give Darryl some love, but Ilorek held her in place as the treatment was not yet over.

Darryl slid under her to return on the opposite side, where he did the same thing starting in the middle of her hip and working her way to the edge of her thigh. Again, Ceylon flinched and tried to get away, but after a couple minutes of applied pressure she seemed to be relaxed enough to stretch her leg.

Now mostly treated, Ceylon was ready to be properly rewarded. "And now, because you've been such a good girl, I think you deserve a treat." Darryl said as he stepped to her hindquarters and slid his hand up under her tail. She chirped and glanced back as she arched her back and pulled her tail to the side, revealing her wet lips to the camera. Valencia gave Darryl the thumbs up and kept rolling.

Without saying another word, Darryl took in a deep breath and buried his snout between her rump cheeks so that he could nuzzle at her flesh and take in her scent. In that moment, he didn't care that his face was on camera, as long as it meant he got to taste her sweetness.

His tongue pressed to her lips and slid between them, parting her vulva as he collected much of the silken, clear fluid that she was secreting. It tasted almost like precum, only sweeter and less salty. It was also a similar consistency, but far more voluminous than he would have expected. In fact, it was so copious in volume that when he pulled away to get a proper look at the flesh before him, a series of four bridges of it trailed from his snout to her lips.

Darryl kept his hands on her side, caressing her plump hindquarters before burying his snout in her a second time. He fervently lapped at her folds and nuzzled her inner cheeks gently while also nipping at her clitoris every time she winked at him. Though he'd worked on Ceylon before, he didn't realize in the past just how much like an equine she was on her hind quarters. In fact, the more he saw and the more he felt of her flesh the more clear it was that she had more in common with a zebra than a white tiger, at least in terms of body shape, muscle definition, and genitals.

However, that thought didn't keep in his mind for long, as he was too eager to further explore Ceylon's body with his hands and tongue. For a brief moment, he looked back at the camera with a grin as he explained with slime connecting his snout to Ceylon, "See, she is as eager as ever to please, and now that she's no longer sore we can have our way with her and she'll love it!" He winked and leaned back into her, only this time he brought his hands around to cradle her haunches with thumbs in her.

He pried her lips apart to better show the ruby red flesh inside, that way the camera could get a lovely view before he buried his snout in her again. Her flavor was tart yet sweet at the same time with a hint of earthiness and the slightest accent of acrid intensity. All of it was wonderful, of course, or he wouldn't have kept going. He was a little shocked at himself for diving into her so readily, especially considering he was on camera, but he found that the filming made it naughtier and therefore sexier.

After only a few minutes of sensual lapping with his thick, soft tongue, he leaned back and patted her on the haunches in much the same way Ilorek had before, coaxing the gryphon to arch her back and squat down so that her hips were at his level. From there, he gently squeezed her from either side, wincing a bit as he waited for her kick. If he didn't do a perfect job on her muscles, this would be sure to trigger her pain once more. However, she simply wagged her hind end and stepped back with enough force to nearly knock him off his feet in a bid to feel him in her.

Darryl was still wearing pants, but a bulge had formed in the crotch that needed attenton. He got only a brief moment of warmth being pressed between her cheeks as she pushed back before he stumbled and fell back on the ground, the throbbing in his loins growing more intense as he stared up at her glistening black flesh. "So, I guess that means she really wants me." He joked.

"Don't make her wait." Ilorek informed from the other end. "She will sit on you and grind until she cums if you don't tend to her. Horniest gryphon I've ever met." He then stepped out from next to Ceylon to join Valencia behind the camera. "She's all yours, by the way."

"Really? She'll sit on me?" Darryl asked as he quickly peeled his shirt off and tossed it over the nearby fence. "Well, if you put it like that, I really don't have a choice in the matter, do I?" He then got to his feet and quickly unbuckled his belt and stepped out of his pants, revealing his swollen engorged sheath with the tapered red cock tip poking out the end. Ceylon was still before him with her back arched and her hind legs squatting, so she was at the perfect height for him.

After pushing the last of his reservations to the side, he laid his hand upon the small of her back and used his other hand to squeeze at his sheath, peeling the swollen flesh back to reveal every bit of his member to the camera as his own precum and lube dribbled down over the fur of his belly. Then, with a more forceful tug, the skin lurched down to reveal his knot, which wasn't yet at full girth but was throbbing in his hand. He gulped gently as he leaned into her, waiting for the gryphon to respond.

She glanced back over her shoulder and trilled gently at him as a rumbling purr built up in her chest. He could feel the vibrations through her body, and that was enough to coax him back into her.

He glanced down at her swollen, dripping lips with a look of confidence as he leaned into her, using his knot to guide his tip towards the posterior end of her slit. When his cock tip touched her, he hesitated for a moment only to have her lean back into him and wink her clit while swallowing him up in one quick gulp! Her lips smothered and squeezed him tight as her fluids trickled down around his shaft and dripped off each lobe of his knot. She was so hot to the touch, temperature wise, which was a bit of a shock to him at first. Plus, despite her size, her walls felt quite tight to him.

Tight, yet still malleable. Darryl knew he could pop that knot into her with ease, but he also knew that he wanted to get some good shots for the camera so he opted instead to draw it out and resist the urge to tie with her. Instead, he started thrusting gently, rolling his hips into her as he placed both hands on her rump to caress her gently, thumbs teasing at the base of her tail while his shaft pumped.

In response to his touch, she grunted and chirped and pushed back at him as her walls throbbed and constricted in waves starting at the lips with a wink and working their way in. He could feel the silken mess of her fluids coating him and sliding down his member to soak his knot and balls, but he kept his goal to hold off and extend her pleasure as long as he could by grinding the knot against her but not putting enough pressure for it to slip inside.

Despite his many efforts, Ceylon wanted him fully inside her, so she kept backing up and grinding against him while winking and gyrating her hips. She was intermittently squeezing her pelvic muscles to constrict him, a wavelike clench that made him feel like she was stroking him inside despite there not being any thrusting action. She kept at this until her lips dilated and kissed his knot, and only then did she wrap her tail around him and tug!

Darryl was trapped there, unable to pull out! This wasn't a problem for him, as she felt tight and wonderful to him, but he wanted to be in a bit more control than this! However, the moment she gave that final tug while also pushing back against him to swallow his knot, he knew his resistance had taken a beating. Her lips closed around the neck of his member and tugged as her clit remained in a state of permanent wink, folded out and drooling nectar down onto his sheath, balls, and inner thighs.

The squeeze of her lips wasn't the same as the lock he got from a female canine, but it was similar in many respects and softer than even the most supple of bitch pussies. Though he knew lots of quadruped anatomy, he didn't know gryphons could tie like this, even if he should have. Darryl knew that male gryphons had knots, but he figured the female would have a looser passage inside much like a canine. Instead, they just squeezed tight!

Regardless of what a gryphon liked in a gryphon mate, Darryl was in heaven as her walls gave him a series of tugs and squeezes, lightly caressing his shaft while clenching around the knot. That pressure was what did him in, as it was almost always the trigger for male canines. He could thrust all day and love every second of it, but when a hand or a pussy gripped his knot like that, it definitely hit a trigger inside him. Within seconds of her giving that clench and tug, he felt an eruption of cum blast out into her, coating her walls while filling her with his seed.

Darryl grunted and leaned over her back with his hands on her spine, lightly gripping at the fur and feathers there as he growled in delight. His cock throbbed and spurted stream after stream of his seed into her at a steady pace, one that she quickly matched and amplified by squeezing at the same time. The two of them made for a wonderful tie as the camera got a good close up view of their pulsing flesh together, accented by the spurting of their combined fluids to soak his fur.

Minutes passed with the two of them sharing each other, his cock still pumping canine seed into her one spurt at a time before she took a step forth and pulled herself off him with a pop. Her pussy gushed the thin, milky mess of his mixed with her more clear lubricant that she produced to create a pearlescent puddle between her hind legs. Her pussy was swollen and slightly gaped after having his knot yanked from it, but then immediately squeezed shut as she winked and forced the last of the fluid out of her.

Unbeknownst to Darryl, Ilorek had stripped down behind the camera and had acquired a semi-erect cock while watching all this. He stepped forth and patted Darryl on the shoulder with a knowing nod and wink before stepping up to Ceylon. He grabbed the gryphon by the base of the tail and chirped at her, waiting for her to chirp back before pressing his cock tip up against her tender flesh.

While basking in his afterglow, Darryl noticed that Ilorek's equine cock tip was lined with the sort of barbs usually reserved for a feline, like a cat's tongue texture around his glans and half way down his shaft. He also had a subtle, gryphon-like knot that he hadn't noticed before. In fact, he was shocked to notice all this because he'd seen Ilorek's videos before, yet had never picked up on these features! He just thought the hippogryph had a fully equine member!

With both Darryl and the camera paying close attention, Ilorek eased himself into Ceylon with ease, her walls already loosened and tenderized by Darryl's knot. He slipped in until his thighs pressed to Ceylon's, then immediately started bucking into her as a stallion would! He kept his hands on either of her sides in the same place they were when he got kicked earlier. When Ceylon didn't repeat her defensive maneuver, Darryl knew that he had done well.

"Aha! Good!" Ilorek chirped in between thrusts. "You've done it good sir!"

As Ilorek did his work, Ceylon started pushing back to slam her hips to his, eager to feel every bump, ridge, barb, and knot lobe inside her. She grunted and twitched her spine every time she felt his barbs tugging on her vulva, but then slammed herself back once again amidst the sound of wet flesh slapping against a firm member. Squelches and squishes and guttural sputtering could be heard as they both increased their vigor for the camera.

Then, after only a few minutes of vigorous play, Ceylon stopped to grunt and arch her back, pushing her vulva out to distend towards the hippogryph's sheath, a splash of her ejaculate bursting out past his shaft to soak his thighs and balls. In quick succession, two more slightly weaker gushes burst from her, coating his flesh and adding to the puddle beneath her as she offered a full bodied shudder of delight.

Ceylon had clearly enjoyed herself.

Given the sudden constriction of his member and the fact that Ilorek was part stallion, Ceylon's ejaculation brought forth his as well. He grunted and bucked once more against the force she was exerting upon his shaft to plunge his member deep as his urethral ridge throbbed, pumping his thick equine seed deep into her. As he pulled out, Ceylon showed visible signs of discomfort in the form of whimpers and a scrunched up face followed by relief.

When Ilorek's cock tip slipped out of her, Darryl immediately knew why. His flare was the girth of a drafter and the barbs around the tip of it were splayed out, having likely caught and tugged at her flesh before popping out. Each little barb had under it a bead of cum, scraped from her walls for the sake of breeding. At least, it would be if the disparate species were capable of breeding.

Ilorek turned to the camera and nodded before getting down on his knee to lick up the resulting mess he'd left in his gryphon, arms wrapped around her hind end like a hug. She was still grunting and pushing back as her depths released a bit of seed at a time, each one of which Ilorek happily lapped up.

But at that time, Darryl wondered if he could do better. His cock had pleasured her, but he knew that if she was part equine - at least that part of her - he could likely trigger a far messier orgasm.

Once again he rubbed his hands together to get them warm as his still-firm cock bobbed before him. He pushed Ilorek off to the side as he gripped himself. "I bet I make her squirt like never before." He challenged as he leaned up into her. "If she's as equine as I think, I am pretty sure I know exactly what buttons to press. Watch and learn." He then leaned into her and pressed all fingers and his thumb together into a single point before easing his fist into her.

Ceylon chirped and tensed up for a moment as she glanced back, surprised by the insertion of his fist. She relaxed almost instantly when she realized what was happening and continued to assume the position. Her lips were sloppy and malleable, soaked in the combined lubricants of all three of them at once, while also being stretchy beyond belief. To his surprise, she was both incredibly loose and tight at the same time, proving herself to be accommodating but also snug.

Perfect.

"Now, I don't know if this will work on Ceylon here, since I don't know how equine she is inside, but if my knowledge of mare anatomy is correct, her G-spot should be right about here." He slid his hand just deep enough to get past that ridge, then he balled his hand up into a fist while rolling his wrist, grinding his knuckles against her anterior wall - the floor of her pussy.

Ceylon clenched up tight and arched her back as a single spurt of ejaculate spurted out to coat the underside of Darryl's arm as her pussy sputtered and belched at him.

"Perfect. Now watch the master at work. I'll show you some deep tissue massage." He winked at Ilorek as he started lightly pumping his fist in and out, rolling his wrist while grinding his knuckles against the gryphon's most sensitive part. After a few thrusts, he also started unfolding his fingers and clenching them back up in waves to ball into a fist once more, alternating between having his fingertips and his knuckles grinding and sweeping over her g-spot.

In response, Ceylon's eyes went wide and her body went stiff as she pushed back against his arm, walls clenching around him and quivering in delight. She tried to resist him, to squeeze enough to force him out, but Darryl kept at her, pumping and waving his fingers and knuckles over her G-spot.

Again and again he punched at her depths, weakening her pussy a bit more every time until she started squirting a creamy, viscous liquid against his chest with each pump of his arm. Again and again he went, moving in time with her constrictions while being careful to not hurt her. He was rough, sure, but he was doing all he could to hit her buttons as hard as he could.

His vigor worked, because after another few minutes of him pummeling her depths with his arm like a stallion would, she grunted and clenched as hard as she could while stepping forward, back arched and wings aflutter as her pussy exploded with a copious mess of mixed fluids with the power of a hose. Darryl tried to push his hand back in to prolong her orgasm, but her depths were sealed just beyond her sopping wet vulva as more of her ejaculate sprayed out over him.

Ilorek stepped up and cradled her pussy with his hand so that her liquids seeped between his powerful fingers. "You'll have to teach me that some day!" He insisted, clearly impressed with Darryl.

"You just gotta know what muscles to massage." The shepherd said with a grin as he licked his hand clean, then leaned over and started cleaning Ceylon's sensitive vulva.

"And cut!" Ilorek said as he patted Ceylon on the haunches. "Good job, my man! You really took to that role!" He complimented.

Darryl's member had finally started to shrink and return to his sheath, so he tugged on the flesh to have it swallow all but the tip of his length. "Yeah, well when you're in the mood, sometimes your body just takes over, right? And yeah, I wasn't kidding about hitting all the righ-"

Midway through his little speech to Ilorek, Ceylon turned and pounced Darryl, pinning him to the ground while she excitedly lapped at his face. She nuzzled and preened his fur all while chirping and purring.

"Seems she likes you." Ilorek said. "You know this means you're now obligated to do another video with her, right?"

Darryl struggled to push Ceylon's head to the side enough to look at Ilorek, but eventually gave up when it was clear that the gryphon was enamored with him and wouldn't be stopping. Once she eventually calmed down a bit, she flopped down on top of him and nuzzled her beak into his neck, using the hook to tease at the base of his ear. "I guess so." Darryl conceded. "Don't have a choice, but I'm not complaining. Can I take a look at the video before I decide what we're doing next, though?"

"Yeah, sure." Ilorek extended a hand to Darryl, but the canine remained underneath Ceylon.

As it turned out, he was getting another erection thanks to the cuddly warmth of the playful gryphon. He was about to say so when the sound of tires on gravel could be heard off in the distance. Both Ilorek and Darryl turned to see who was driving up.

"Wasn't expecting my talent here until later. You wanna get dressed? Hell, wanna watch me make another video?"

Darryl had no idea how to respond to that, so he simply patted at Ceylon's head and neck while trying his best to keep his swelling knot under control. Filming porn was not something he'd planned on when he arrived, but the longer he remained on Ilorek's ranch, the more eager he was to see who it was in that car and what sort of fun would be had.

All he had to do was maintain his position as an alpha male and he'd make a perfect star.

"Oh, you're in for a treat." Valencia said from behind the camera. "If you decide to stay, that is."

He was going to stay. He may not have been sure about filming himself again, but he'd love to watch and see what it was like on a professional porn set. His day just got even more exciting when he saw who came out of the car.