Awakening - Chapter Five -

Story by Cederwyn Whitefurr on SoFurry

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#5 of Awakening

Penny pleases her master, who later explains how he feels sorry and guilty, for pulling so cruelly on her tail, whilst mating (her words) with her, later, he experiences a misfortunate accident whilst he sleeps, leaving the young deer Taur confused and upset. Should she wake him - or should she lay there and let him sleep?


Awakening

Chapter Five

© Cederwyn Whitefurr

21st June, 2019

All Rights Reserved.

My master fell onto my back, gasping and panting with exertion and the sweet scent of his release. I knelt there, conflicting feelings flowing through my mind a I quivered slightly. I was quiet, wishing for anything to ease the ache in my tail. I knew he hadn't meant to be intentionally cruel. He didn't have that in him, I would have sensed it the moment we met. Maybe it was something he and his - companion - had shared...something they done together, when he mated her.

"Penny - " Comes his weak, exhausted groan.

"Master?" I inquire, twisting myself around as much as I can, to look at him. "Are you alright? I didn't hurt you, did I?"

He smiles, then rubs my side with a trembling hand. "No, oh, no, my dear, sweet companion. That..was amazing, I never imagined it would be like that - with you I mean."

I'm confused, sensing deep within me, he was referring to his late, beloved companion, but I knew better than to say so.

"You...you were a virgin - " He began, then caressed me again.

"A - " I stammered, hanging my head, ears flicked back. "Forgive me master, I do not understand this word."

"I mean - " He smiles, moving slightly and making me squirm, as he's still quite erect and inside my body. "You'd never been made love too, had you?"

Using a paw, I reach up and start scratching at one of my ears - I don't even realise I'm doing it.

"I - no master, no male has mated with me. You are the first to do such - did I do it right? I've, never mated before - it - may I speak freely, please?"

"Of course love, please!"

I swallowed the lump in my throat, then clasped my paws together and frowned, trying to find words I had to have, but did not quite understand.

"It...hurt me master, when you - you mounted me and - " My words failed me, and I shut my muzzle, then hung my head in guilt and shame. Daring to speak up, I risked his anger upon me.

"No, oh, my dear, sweet, naive young hind!" He told me, doing his best to cuddle me close. "I should have told you, the first time - as a virgin, well - "

I looked back at him, then sniffled, before wiping away my tears that trickled down my muzzle. I couldn't help it, I was afraid, hurting internally and externally - afraid I'd done something unforgivable.

"When a female is first - mated - as you say, yes, I'm sorry my love. It does hurt, but its not for long, and after this - she can mate and it is a beautiful, pleasant thing for both her and the male, do you understand?"

"No," I answered simply, then took his words as law, filing them away. "it...won't hurt if we mate again? Like how - how we just did?"

"No, my dear, sweet taur - it won't, I'm - I'm sorry for pulling your tail like that, I can't imagine how much that must have hurt. I was - so lost in the pleasure you were bringing me and...it - it won't happen again, I'm sorry.

Shuddering, I smiled weakly at him. "It is your right master - if you desire it, then you may do so, irregardless of my own feelings, as I exist to please you in any way I can. Yes, it hurt me - I can not lie, but isn't a little pain worth it, to pleasure my master and beloved owner?"

He shuddered and pushed forwards, still inside me, and I gasped, feeling the warmth of his gift within my body, the firmness of his male-hood stretching out my folds.

"It - shouldn't happen dear one, I was careless and inconsiderate. I'm - sorry, I swear it. No, you shouldn't be hurt during our lovemaking - if I hurt you again, please, will you tell me?"

"I will - I promise."

*

We lay together, him between my four legs, his head pressed against my anthropomorphic belly. His arms encircled me, as he muttered and mumbled in his sleep. Dozing lightly, my ears flicked as I listened to him, before gently reaching down and placing my paws on his shoulders, giving him a light comforting squeeze.

He squirmed against me, his groin pushing against my udder and teats, then I giggled nervously. Erotic thoughts wandered through my mind, and I frowned, as a mental picture come to me - of me on my back, my master's length between those slender teats as he mated with me in this odd way, then come the warm splash of his hot, sticky semen and...

With a gasp, my eyes snapped open and I realised this wasn't a dream...I could feel his semen spattered over my doe-like belly. It was sticking the fur down and warming my belly as he grunted and mumbled. I didn't know what to do, should I wake him, should I stay and endure this unpleasant sensation? I felt his penis losing its tumescence, and I moaned quietly, torn between my indecision and fear. What would he do to me, if he woke up and found me in such a mess as this?

He snorted and woke, then yawned and mumbled something I couldn't understand, before he reached for my belly and touched the hot, sticky fluids.

"I...urk - " He grunted, as his eyes slowly opened and he looked down at his hand, then blinked in confusion, still more asleep than awake. "Penny..."

"Master?" I responded, concern in my voice.

"I...oh gods, did I - "

"Master, please, it wasn't your fault!" I begged, then with difficulty, pushed him away and tried to work out how to get off the bed, without rubbing my belly on the clean coverlet.

"Hey, no, stop that!" He told me, gently touching my shoulder with a hand. "I'll get something to clean it up, gods, I was having such an amazing dream and...I'm sorry, it shouldn't have happened - I have better control than this!"

Laying there, I sighed softly and waited patiently, until he returned with a large wet cloth, then began rubbing and wiping my udder, teats and belly. When he was finished, I lay quivering, the water quickly cooling. He considered this, then expertly rubbed me over with a dry, warm towel.

"Thank you." I told him, then leaned over and lightly kissed him on the forehead.

"I've - I mean, I'm curious. Penny, could you - if I..." He blushed, that curious thing humans do.

"What is your wish, master?" I asked him, gazing at him with a look of love and trust.

"Is - I know you can't conceive a fawn, your kind are infertile -"

"That is by design master, I believe all Inteli-Pet's were incapable of conceiving young, after an - "

"Shhh, its alright little one. I remember now." He smiled, gently touching my lips with his fingers.

Taking a chance, I opened my muzzle and slipped two fingers in, then began lightly suckling on them like I imagined a fawn would from its mothers teat.

"Oh, sweetheart - your tongue is so soft and warm..." He murmured, then blushed again. "Please stop though, I'd like to try something with you, if you permit?"

I stopped as ordered, then flicked my ears forwards. "Of course master, your wish is my order."

He caressed my teats, feeling me quiver in pleasure. I couldn't help it, truly, the sensation was hard wired into my mind. He felt them, caressed them and gently squeezed them with his fingers. Sprawling on his belly, he nuzzled at one, then shyly took it into his mouth and began suckling. I gasped and squirmed, pleasure beyond what I'd imagined filling my sleepy mind.

"Oh..." I gasped, then shut my muzzle with a snap and squirmed again.

He stroked my side, then closed his eyes and kept suckling, before I grunted and felt my hot, sweet milk flood my teats and his eyes snapped open as he pulled his head away, gasping and coughing.

"You...can produce...milk?" He asked, wiping his hand over his mouth. "I thought only a doe, with a fawn could -"

"It was done to me master, I believe, by those who made me. I can produce milk without being with fawn. I assume it may be because my master or mistress - may wish to suckle and nurse from me - or so one of my memories tells me so."

He blinked, then carefully nuzzled the teat he had been suckling, tasting the sweet milk that dribbled from the teat.

"Incredible - " He whispered, then lowered his head and resumed suckling.

My body eagerly surrendered my milk to him, his tongue squeezing my teat gently as he swallowed mouthful after mouthful of my hot, fresh milk, directly from my teat. For how long he drank, I do not know. I slipped into a light doze, the pleasure from this undeniable and making me drowsy, before I lay my upper body down, wriggling myself slightly and sleep come to me without warning or expectation.

To Be Continued...