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Chapter Four

© Cederwyn Whitefurr

8thApril, 2023

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Angelica blushed, knowing full well how her _interesting_scent must be affecting poor Snickers. He had amazing self control, his expression concerned for her happiness and well being, but internally? It must be driving him mad...

"Mistress?" He asked, nudging her gently.

With a startled gasp, Angelica shuddered and stroked his muzzle. "Sorry love, I was hay gathering..."

He frowned, looking left and right, before back at her. "Mistress, I do not see any hay in need of gathering - or- existence...oh, I understand now, like the idiom of wool gathering. I understand now. Interesting...how your kind come up with such things, with such remarkable ease? Is this a failing in my kind?"

"No..." Angelica smiled at him, continuing to stroke his nose and muzzle with gentle downward strokes. "Truly, your innocence and naievity, its refreshing - like a nice cold drink of ice cold lemonade on a hot summers afternoon."

He blinked, trying to make sense of the connection, before Angelica smiled and distinctly weak-kneed, made her way back to her house. Obediently, Snickers followed, curious and eager to help in any way he could.

*

That evening, having received a lovely brush down, mane and tail grooming as he knelt on the bedroom floor, Angelica sighed as she tugged a stiff brush through her own mane. Snickers twitched at the low cry from her as she tore out a small clump of hairs, the knot not brushing out. Seeing his look, she smiled weakly at him.

"You can do a lot for me my love, I fear, this is something you can not help me with."

"I understand mistress, but to see you in distress - it makes me...anxious, I feel uneasy and..."

"I know honey, believe me, I know all about your kind - well, not _you_specifically, but a...a..."

"Overview as it were?" He suggested, tilting his head to the side. "Broad strokes view?"

Angelica smiled and kissed his nose. "That's it exactly. I know, to see your owner in distress, well, I am sorry Snickers, I shouldn't have brushed my mane where you could see it, just in case..."

"I understand mistress, may I ask one thing?"

Sitting with her legs apart, Angelica was bent almost unnaturally forwards, dragging the comb through her tail. Looking up at him, she frowned and set aside the comb.

"Anything my love, please, speak what is on your mind."

He remained kneeling, his ears slightly back, before he glanced at her, then looked away, the timid look on his muzzle speaking more than his words.

"I am...afraid - " He whispered, barely audible.

Angelica slipped off the bed, then sat before him, gently laying his head across her lap as she stroked his neck soothingly.

"Of what? What troubles my magnificent steed so?"

Snickers inhaled deeply, scenting her oestrous scent and immediately blocking the feral-like thoughts - but it must have shown in his expression, as Angelica gasped softly.

"Oh...oh..._I think... I think I...understand. You're frightened, when we - we_truly bond... you'll hurt me... I'm only a Miniature mare and - "

Snickers whiffled pitifully through his nostrils, closing his eyes.

"You're not... I mean - " Angelica sighed, flattening her own ears. "Snickers? You're not...in the penile area - exactly a _true_thoroughbred..."

"I was designed specifically to please and as such..."

"I know my love, you're - well - you're certainly beautiful, your coat, mane and tale - your..."

Angelica blushed and caressed his nape with her hooflets.

"I am certain, if you would - like too - with me..."

"I...wouldn't hurt you mistress? I know you're in oestrous and - "

"Please, calm my love, deep breaths. You're not_a _full thoroughbred - oh, don't get me wrong - I've _seen_you at full arousal - you're...more than adequate..."

He flicked an ear and a weak smile curled the edges of his flat lips.

"However - we will have to be extraordinarily careful when we make love, as mare to stallion - I know you have the deep conditioning and an amazing, sharp and perceptive mind between these beautiful ears... You would not, ever, willingly hurt me. Now, come on, present for me my beloved stallion. Here, in my bedroom, I would like to love you - as best I can - and have you love me in turn."

"I will, I promise - " Snickers whickered, as he carefully stood up and let himself drop.

Angelica swallowed, then nervously fiddled with her ear, as she looked around the room, then hurried over to the bedside table and returned just as quickly with a large pump bottle.

"What is that for?" Snickers asked, looking down at it.

"This? This is lubricant - I use it sometimes - well - with my toys I used, to try and get myself accustomed...well, to you...whilst I waited for you."

"Toys, mistress?" He asked her, confused. "Is it customary for grown mares to play with foal like things? I'm not sure I understand..."

Angelica flushed, then she sat on the bed, before leaning forwards and sliding a few rather _interesting_equine dildos out from under the bed. Each was individually wrapped in a silk bag, then when she pulled one out, holding it between her hands, his eyes widened.

"That's...that looks like a paint stallions penis...its...its not...real, is it? How..."

"Oh, oh no my love!" Angelica blushed and nervously laughed. "No, its silicone. It certainly _looks_real, doesn't it? See? The slight flare behind the penile head? The way they moulded it... how would they have..."

He stepped closer, looking at it, before he curiously nudged it with his nose, watching as the semi-firm length rocked. His nostrils flared, inhaling the lingering scent from it and he quivered.

"It's not as - large as I am..." He told her, his face emotionless. "It is, I imagine, a poor substitute as it can not..."

"Hush, Snickers - " Angelica moaned, blushing deeply. "Yes, it is a_very_ poor substitute. It can not please me how you_have ably demonstrated - with your tongue and just...being, well,_you..."

"I think I understand mistress, now, may you please explain this...lubricant - you mentioned? It will help us...how?"

Angelica frowned, then shook her head. Out of all the imprinting they had done, they never explained the concept of personal lubricant to their creations?

"Ahem, yes, well - I will put some on my hands, then give your length a nice, gentle stroking from head to medial ring. This lube, will make our lovemaking easier, by giving extra slickness and moisture to my labia and vaginal depths, do you understand?"

He frowned, confused, but after a few moments, he nodded twice. "Yet your own secretions, would they not be - adequate?"

"Possibly, my beloved stallion. It is better to use more_of this - to be extra careful, just in case. Yes, I am in season, so I am a _lot more accommodating and hotter internally - than I would be out of season."

"I understand the basics of being in heat, mistress. I can not endure it myself - if I could, I would gladly trade with you, as I know from what was imprinted on me - a mare can suffer terrible mood swings - or is this just feral mares?"

"Of a sort love, yes. We can. However, I won't go from I want and _need_you inside of me - to a heartbeat later - kicking you in the chest... like a feral mare might."

He looked down at her tiny hooves, then frowned. "Mistress? I can not see how you could reach this high - "

With a weak laughs, Angelica stroked his nose. "I do adore your sweet, beautiful naievity my beloved stallion - I pray you never lose it..."

He stood, then turned his head to the right and down, watching as Angelica squirted two good palm full of the lube and began stroking his flaccid length. He quivered, he couldn't help it, her firm yet gentle touch was pleasurable indeed.

"Stand easy love," Angelica murmured, as she climbed beneath him and added more sticky lube to her hands, ensuring she gave it a good coating.

Looking around, Angelica sighed and used the corner of the coverlet to dry her hands before she climbed out from beneath him and stood up.

"One moment Snickers, I'd like to get some thick towels, I'd rather replace them - than try to explain the, well, the after effects of our lovemaking to a carpet cleaner staff."

He blinked, frowning, before he understood. "I understand mistress, my - release - can be quite... messy."

Angelica paused, then placed a hand on the back of his right knee.

"It's called an orgasm my sweet, and yes, you definitely are - quite something... I won't be a moment, alright?"

He blushed, then flicked his ears, prepared to wait as long as necessary for her return.

When she come back, angelica's arms were laden with large beach towels, which she dumped on the bed and began unfurling them and laying each across the floor at the foot of the bed. Thinking better of it, she triple layered them then paced more on the end of the bed. Snickers watched on, curious but quiet, as his beloved owner made her preparations. At last, the smiled in satisfaction and nodded.

"Alright, Snickers? Up please!"

He frowned, looking at her, as Angelica lay back on the bed, her hooves on the towels.

"Mistress? I'm sorry, I don't understand, what do you want me to do?"

"Up, I want you to kneel over me with your front legs please, keep your hind hooves on the ground, like mine, please?"

He looked down at her, then timidly stepped forwards until his dark socked knees collided with the bed.

"Good, good boy - up, please!" Angelica murmured.

Awkwardly, he knelt, then using his back hooves, he stepped forwards, his knees either side of her hips, then her chest, before Angelica gently placed a hand on his chest. He immediately stopped, trying to look down at her, but she was completely hidden beneath him.

"Good boy! Excellent!" Angelica praised him, stroking his chest, before her fingers slipped down his belly and gently curled beneath his now erect length.

Snickers trembled, he was unable to resist, as _something_about the lube she'd used, made him almost hyper-sensitive down there.

"Alright, give me a moment...just got..."

Angelica wriggled back slightly, until Snicker's penile head lightly pressed against her labia, which instantly began to wink and quiver.

"Mistress..." Snickers timidly whispered. "I do not know if this is a...oh..."

Angelica timed her mounting with when her labia flared, slipping his penile head inside and Snickers took a very cautious step forward - ensuring he wouldn't accidentally slip out.

"Oh...Snickers..." Angelica gasped, her breath hot on his chest fur.

He ground his teeth, feeling his beloved mistresses vaginal walls squeeze down, the heat of it, almost breaking his conditioning - he had no idea - it would be like this...

"Easy...easy..." Angelica gasped.

He moved forwards unwillingly, another few inches sliding inside her - about half way between his penile head and the thick medial ring.

"Steady Snickers, I know my love, if it feels half as good to you, as it does to me...but we...that's it lovely, little...more..."

Obediently, he took another careful step, his tail raising up over his back, urges to just _plow_this hot, tight mare surging within him - yet his conditioning held - just.

"Oh my god - " Angelica gurgled beneath him.

As he twitched, his hot, firm length moving forwards and backwards - vaginal muscles contracted and relaxed in disarray - Angelica's mind reeling and by the grunts and shuddering from Snickers, he was having a hard time himself. Angelica wanted to ride him - truly ride him - her urge to hilt him overridden by her knowledge she could not - not without considerable pain to her - and by association - him...

His breath come in short, sharp bursts, as he squirmed and trembled above her - his hind hooves clicking against the carpeted floor, his _need_growing exponentially within his tightening scrotum. A few sharp spurts of pre-ejaculate squirted inside her, making Angelica gasp and quiver.

I can not release without my mistresses orders - Snicker's mentally reinforced his own conditioning with supreme effort. Her pleasure is paramount in my mind. I must be good and obey, mate - no - make love with her as long and as pleasurably as she wishes...

Angelica eased back a small wriggle -the medial ring sliding past her winking labia - as it rubbed against her clitoris as Snickers moved ever so gently back and forth - his length sliding effortlessly within her.

"FUCK ME SNICKERS!" Angelica squealed beneath him.

His ears pricked forwards, before he lowered his head and exhaled in a strong blast through his nostrils. Obeying the command, he reared back - sliding himself almost completely out - before thrusting forwards - not with his full, feral strength - but more than what he knew should be enough. Each thrust forwards, Angelica's vaginal passage crushed down like a feral mare - instincts deep in Snicker's mind told him this was how it must be.

"Urgh...good...good boy..." Angelica gurgled beneath him, her hooflets gouging at the coverlet, feeling he smaller body literally pushed up the bed and dragged backwards as her muscles contracted when he withdrew.

"Like...like...that..." Angelica squealed, almost breathless, her nipples pressed hard against his rising and falling chest, her groin slick with lube, pre-ejaculate and her own fluids.

"Now...now Snic..." Angelica gurgled, then slapped his belly with her hands.

His nostrils dilated, he inhaled a deep, shuddering breath, before thrusting almost all of himself into her - feeling his flaring penile head pressed hard up against her cervix - before it opened like a precious flower and at that very second - Snickers squealed and pumped his entire release deep into her womb as her own orgasm crushed his length from flared head to the base. Their combined squeals and nickers literally rattled the glass in the windows - so close to a combined orgasm, less than a single beat of Snicker's thudding heart separated the two.

Angelica grit her teeth, the hot, _flood_of foal-cream filled her womb, squirting down hyper-stimulated nerves along her vaginal canal and when her labia winked - it squirted and shot nearly two feet onto the carpet. Angelica's hot breath against his chest did nothing to cool the stallions ardour - or her own, as both lost themselves in their lovemaking...

Snickers grunted, his tail pistoning up and down like a human would operate a old fashioned hand pump, him pushing forwards, past the medial ring and to his higher mind's surprise - sheathing himself inside his mistress.

"Oh...Snic..." Come Angelica's lustful squeal beneath him.

Almost all rationality gone, he bit down on the coverlet like he would on a mare's neck, his tail pistoning faster as he increased his thrusting against her - Angelica's labia slurping and gripping his sheath as she gasped and moaned beneath him.

In less than five heartbeats, he bit down even harder - and this time, he not only reached orgasm, but literally orgasmed - his hot, sticky foal-cream gushing into her womb - he was almost lost to the pleasure as he felt her gasp and her belly pressed up against his as her young, small body struggled to contain the hot seed that flooded it.

"Snic...." Angelica squealed - not in pain or surprise - but pure, carnal lust as the stallion snorted through his nostrils, his teeth gritting and he gave one final twitch, his tail dropping and he blew air through his nostrils like he'd run a race. Quickly, his conditioning seized him and he tensed, every muscle tight like coiled steel - as he fought to control his breathing and heart rate.

"Mis..." Snickers panted. "Mistress..."

"Snic..." Come the shuddering reply. "That...you...we..."

His mind reeling, nothing he'd been pre-conditioned with, could have _ever_given him a glimpse of what incredible pleasure he'd just experienced - not only his own - but a reflection of what he'd given to his beloved owner.

"Urgh...no my...love don't..."

Snicker's ear twitched, hearing the command as he remained semi-erect within her - not at full arousal, but more than enough to keep the worst of his semen inside her. He smelt her, that scent - of a well loved, and extremely well mated mare - instinctual memories surfaced in his equine mind - and he knew indeed, she had been well mated - and _loved_triply so...

Angelica's mind was in turmoil - her lower belly ached abysmally, the burn of his hot, sticky semen feeling like she'd burn up from the inside out - yet there was no_denying her fears at making love with her stallion were unfounded. He'd not only sheathed himself - but taken the initiative and_really started to take her like a feral stallion. At first, it had hurt, even scared her half to death - but quickly, her own feral instincts guided her mind, taking away her fear and leaving only the good positive emotions behind...

Downside - she couldn't dismount him - she _knew_with how she felt - full to bursting - what would happen when she did...it was at that moment, mare truly bonded to stallion, and stallion to mare.

"Mistress - " Snickers wheezed, then shuddered and tensed. "I... I can't stand like this much longer - the strain..."

Angelica placed a paw up on his trembling, sweat soaked belly.

"Can you...I mean..."

Snickers quivered, then with a suddenly backwards lunge, he slipped from her, his semi-flaccid penis dribbling semen onto the towels. Angelica gasped and felt the _gush_of his seed squirted from her convulsing vaginal tunnel and labia, One convulsion of her depths sent a squirt nearly making it four and a half feet to splat against the wall, then drool its way down the plaster towards the floor.

"Urgh..." Angelica gurgled, her hands placed over her lower belly as she rubbed the ache there. "Snickers... honey..."

He walked over, then looked down at her, before ever so lovingly licking her sweaty forehead.

"Mistress...are you...alright?"

Angelica's paw reached up to brush against his nostrils, before she groaned and her paw fell limply on the bed. Snickers frowned, then nudged her gently, her head rocking to the side.

With a smile, Snickers nuzzled her cheek, then licked it, enjoying the salty taste of her sweat, before he looked down and lay himself down, resting his head on the carpet.

"Sleep now mistress, I will watch over you..."

TO BE CONTINUED...