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Pethouse #05 - The Secret Lover

A Tales of Morveria Story

By Mantrid Brizon

Poking her head into the hallway, the young woman looks to and fro. No one’s in sight. Good...

“Come.” She whispers, stepping into the hall.

The slender human female sashays across the stone floor, her expensive slippers making nary a sound. Her white skin has a healthy glow, gently tanned from hours of relaxing atop the balcony of her room, in the mansion where they creep so stealthily. Her hair is moderately long, reaching just beneath her shoulders, and is thin and naturally ashen in color. She walks toward a room at the end of the hall, an arm outstretched behind her. Peering over her shoulder, her beautiful eyes, like polished blue sapphires, land on the Vostii of the bunny-kin, whom she leads.

The rabbit man smiles a cocky little smile, his amber eyes almost glowing in the dim light of the darkened corridor. He has every right to be proud, considering the situation. The slave knows what’s about to happen with the daughter of his master. He isn’t a very imposing creature, with a slender build, a similar height and a rather plain, medium-brown coat of fur. He doesn’t even grow human-like hair, having but a scruffy tuft atop his head. However, he has something else that intrigues her, and it isn’t the unique pattern of dark-brown fur on his chest.

Stepping into her bedchamber, she hastily closes and locks her door, then turns toward the bunny man. He stands in the middle of the room and waits, watching her with his vibrant, glowing orbs. He doesn’t speak. He doesn’t have to. Amra, the daughter of his master, the owner of the largest wheat farm in these lands, slowly and teasingly opens her robe. She shows off her small but perky breasts, gently nibbling on her bottom lip as she takes step after methodical step toward the slave.

“Now we [are] alone, Kain...” She coos, setting her key on a small table beside the door to her balcony and picking up another. “I wish [to] relieve you.”

Kain, the slave, says nothing as his master approaches him. He wears no clothes, as he is of the beast folk and clothes rarely serve a purpose for them. The untamed tribals might wear jewelry and simple garments to protect genitalia, but rarely do they adorn themselves as elaborately as the humans. In Kain’s case, he’s a humble field slave, who plants and then cuts the sheaves of wheat with a scythe. His only garment is his fur, and, of course, “the master’s undergarments.”

Slowly and perhaps even teasingly dropping to her knees, Amra raises the small key. She gazes upon the chastity belt, made of brass fittings with leather straps and fur padding for added comfort. The belt wraps around his hips and between his legs, with strips of metal around his groin. At the latch is a gently curved brass penis, a sheath that prevents him from using his endowment for anything other than urination, which is facilitated with a hole drilled through the tip.

Each sheath must be custom molded to fit the beast men and must provide adequate room for both working and partial erections, so as not to damage their masculine organs. You never know when a master might want to breed his beast folk, after all! Unfortunately, Kain’s sheath is the very reason for this rendezvous...

“Oh, yes...” Amra coos in her human language, stroking the long brass crescent that reaches past the middle of his thighs. “I do so love this big, fat cock. I never knew how good it felt, to be speared by a big one, until that first time... Mmmm...”

Kain cocks his head, only able to comprehend his own language. She peers up at him, inserting the diamond-shaped key into the specially made lock. With a very slow and methodical turn, she opens the latch and gently, perhaps even lovingly, removes his sheath. She pulls it away for perhaps the dozenth time, and with a trembling hand, frees the beast man’s considerable endowment. With a soft popping sound, the bulbous head of his manhood escapes from its prison and Amra’s eyes widen.

“By ‘The One!’ I always forget how fucking huge you are!” She exclaims, watching his seven inches of flaccid dick swaying. “Yes...” She begins speaking Ancient Hitrosii, looking up at her lover once more. “I love your big cock. Please, Kain... Fuck me. Fuck your master’s daughter.”

Tilting her head to one side, she opens her mouth and sticks out her tongue, curling it beneath the swaying manhood and scooping up Kain’s endowment. The pink head of his phallus sits atop her tongue for but a moment before she pulls it into her mouth.

“Mmm... MMM! Mmmhmm!”

She coos, enjoying the flavor as she lifts the large and heavy organ with both hands and begins bobbing her head forward and back. He may not yet be erect, but his manhood is so fat that the density of his flesh alone keeps it stiff enough to suck, even without hands to support it. Of course, Amra cannot help herself and grabs onto the base, which she so lovingly caresses.

“Mmm-mmhhmm. Ahh!” She pops his manhood from her mouth, stroking him and smearing her saliva all over it. “You [do] not know how badly I need this. No other cock fills my pussy. No other male fucks me how you do.”

By now, his manhood has begun to rise, growing thicker, harder and even a little longer. Soon, he’ll reach his full length of just over nine inches and be far too fat for her fingertips to touch each other. His girth is so great that when she puts him inside and sits upon his lap, she can hardly see her own nether lips; they’re stretched until they’re pressed against her thighs! All she’ll see is a big, furry scrotum filled with his hot and virile seed. Perhaps this time she’ll drink it? She’s played with more of her father’s slaves, but Kain is by far the biggest, the most talented, and his cum tastes the best.

Kain closes his eyes, tilting his head back and sighing as the human ravages his manhood, as she so loves to do. She fondles his balls, massaging his furry scrotum only to bring her hand to her face and sniff the scent of his sweat. Her eyelids flutter, her mouth full and her jaw ready to dislocate. She cannot stop now. She needs more! Much more!

“MMM-HMM! MMFF! MM-MMHH!”

Reaching between her own legs, Amra rubs her nether lips with her fingertips, teasing her taut hole and shoving a single finger inside. An electric shock races up her spine, as she pushes the aromatic finger, which reeks of Kain’s ball sweat, into her human vagina. Kain’s cock is nearly as wide as all four of her dainty fingers pressed together, and yet one finger gives her so much pleasure! She wiggles it about, feeling her own moisture before taking it from her little pussy and rubbing her clitoris, moving in circles over the bud of her womanhood.

Pulling his manhood from her mouth, she gasps and pants for air, tilting her head the other way as she rapidly jerks his masculine organ, her hand clutching tightly to the bulbous head and causing him to groan. By now, his member has grown full, awakened by her skillful ministrations. It’s stiff and stands straight, proudly looming over her as she kneels before him. Despite a strong erection, Kain’s endowment is curved gently downward, pulled down by its own bulk.

“[Do] you enjoy this?” She asks, looking up at the Vostii of the bunny-kin. “[Do] you enjoy how your master’s daughter plays with your big cock? [Do] you want [to] fuck my tight pussy?” She asks before putting her mouth back on the head of his dick.

She leans her shoulders back and allows her robe to fall to the floor, leaving her naked as she kneels before the beast man. The human female pushes her tongue beneath the foreskin that barely clings to the rim of the swollen head of his manhood, stretched as far as it can be as his hung member throbs.

“No...” He growls, reaching down and placing a hand atop her head.

“Hmm?!”

“I want [to] breed you...”

Amra’s cheeks flush as she turns her sapphire eyes upward. Kain stares down at her with a most serious expression. She knows in her heart that he’s being serious, and a part of her begs for it. Would that not be the pinnacle of dominance? Would it not be only natural for the most well-endowed and sexually talented male, slave or not, to breed her?! Wouldn’t it be so sexy to have her belly swollen, filled with half-breed bunnies, bred underneath her stern father’s nose?!

“MMHHMM!!!” She nods, her head bobbing back and forth. “Mmmm-ahh!” She gasps, taking him from her mouth again. “And I want you [to] breed me... Fuck me, Kain... Cum inside [of] my fertile pussy.”

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Thanks for reading the teaser! If you’d like to see the full story (about 19 pages and 5,7xx words worth) then you can find it on my Patreon page (my patreon!) behind a measly $3 paywall! That was the admission fee for the parking lot at my local trade center. Lol.