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Okay this is going to take a while to read. And other readers have commmented to me that they really didn't want to walk away. Get a soda, bag of chips and make sure you don't have to go anywhere any time soon.

And so the End begins.

Krana stood steady and cold aside Queen Razelle. On her shoulder stood Corsi her mistress. Gathered and well armed were Nidaja and Myrilla both with bows trained on an enemy soldier that had come across what would soon be a battlefield to negotiate a settlement. Falling in behind the Queen was the entire encampment of soldiers and pets with a company of the chakats that either escaped from the enemy or purchased by Corsi.

For a few moments a silence loomed over the field until the high ranking soldier spoke up. "We are prepared to wipe you out. We will not take any prisoners. All we want is the slaves that escaped."

"That is not negotiable." Nita said quietly. "They will not bow to you any longer. And we will not bend to his attack."

"We had a feeling you would say that. As per the terms of war, you have one hour to prepare and pray to your gods for salvation before we send you to Hell."

"And I would suggest you do the same. We will leave your bodies to decompose and fertilize this field." Corsi said with a sarcastic smile.

The soldier shook her head and trotted in closer with Nidaja and Myrilla's bows drawing back tighter. "For an insignificant rodent, you sure have a big muzzle. What in the world could you ever do to satisfy that purple bitch of yours?"

"You are not deserving enough to ever find that out. Maybe you can watch sometime while your lonely soul roams the world for eternity." Corsi squeaked after climbing onto the bridge of Krana's muzzle.

The soldier nodded and replied, "So be it. I will enjoy having you for my evening meal." She turned and galloped back across the field leaving a wake of dust behind her.

Nita turned to Corsi with her eyebrow cocked. "You think they have any clue what's going to happen?"

"Not a chance in hell." Corsi squeaked back with a broad smile. "Okay Krana, get everyone to form ranks."

Nidaja stepped in saying quietly, "With all due respect Corsi, you should not be here on the front line."

"With all due respect General Razelle, this is mostly my fault all this is all happening in the first place. So if you think I'm hiding you can kiss my black furry ass."

"I'd rather kiss it than pick it up dead. You can do more off the field than on it. Think about what would happen to everyone if you died." Nidaja said firmly, holding her hand out for the mouse to step onto.

Corsi stopped short. She was about to snap a remark back but her mind swam through the things that had really brought her here. Red, Greyson had been lost to her. And she almost lost her wife. What would happen to everyone if she died too? And for the first time in years, the submissive side spiked through her. She bowed her head and stepped into Nidaja's outstretched hand kneeling in her palm. "Very well."

Nita nodded her head with a smile. "Now, Corsi, head up to the back with your pets. Krana will lead her company. You need to give encouragement to them in case the first two lines are breached."

"Yes Queen Razelle." Corsi said quietly and hopped down to the ground taking off like a shot.

Nidaja watched a moment as Corsi disappeared between the legs of so many Chakats. "I really hope she'll be okay. Maybe telling her that was not a good idea."

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Up on the ridge, Porn and Tanya had taken position in a pair of trees inside the tree line that stood close together. They watched through a set of binoculars.

"Porn, why do you feel it necessary to have your cock in your mouth at a time like this?" Tanya commented taking the binoculars down for a moment.

Porn the bright white rabbit just shrugged her shoulders. Her shaft was pulsing hard and nestled between her huge breasts. The tip of which was settled between her smiling innocent lips. She popped it out audibly and commented, "Helps me relax."

"If you say so." Tanya stared to the rabbit for a few more minutes before spying down from the tree line to the oncoming squads of chakats. "Looks like there's more owners than we thought. I can see six."

"Seven." Porn mumbled from around the head of her shaft.

Out along the ridge, the chakats held their bows in their hands close to the Razelle camp. They kept low so as not to be seen from below. Tanya and Porn however, could see everything from their perch.

Porn was right. Almost evenly spaced were not four but seven commanders to assure the chakats were kept in control. The only two that were not spaced out among the group were taking position at the end closest to Tanya and herself.

"So what kind of guns are these anyway?" Porn asked idly shifting her hips on the branch. "This is nice and moderate weight."

"STEYR 69." Tanya replied more concerned about the ridge than anything else

"Don't you think it would be better to do that later tonight? Not that I would mind that at all."

"Huh? Mind what?"

"You said you wanted to steer me into a sixty nine."

Tanya just stared at Porn for several minutes while the rabbit pumped her muzzle down onto her own cock, audibly slurping with her moaning lightly. "No. The rifle is a STEYR. It's a STEYR SSG-69. God you need to get your mind out of the gutter. And would you please stop sucking your cock?"

But Porn stopped listening. She had her hand wrapped around the base of her length suckling on her own shaft like a baby on a bottle. She let out a long and low groan from her succulent pleasure that soothed her very being. Then almost out of nowhere, she raised her rifle, aiming down the ridge.

Tanya pulled her rifle up just in time to hear Porn's weapon fire the first shot. Off in the distance, one of the commanders dropped onto his back with a bullet having hit him square in the forehead. "I'll get the two closest." Tanya called to the nude rabbit.

But Porn was already firing her next round. The bullet whizzed through the air with the commanders still in disarray over what had just happened. The second one dropped to the ground in a heap just a moment later. Porn was lining up her next shot still with her thick cock buried in her maw.

The commanders were scrambling for cover as Tanya took the two commanders down closest to them. And before either of them could get off another shot, the last three hid themselves behind large rocks. They were tucked down tight, leaving the slaves out in the open and exposed.

Tanya commented, "This is going to make this very interesting."

"Mmm Hmm." Porn replied.

"For Goddess sakes, would you take your cock out of your mouth please?"

Meanwhile, on the other side of the field, Ikari had taken position in a tree close where they thought the raid would be coming. Lone was on the ground, spear in his hands about forty yards away closer to their camp.

They both stayed in dead silence waiting.

Shortly after they heard the first faint silenced gunshots from the ridge, they heard the quieted voices of the raid.

Ikari signaled to Lone with the red arrow landing close by.

Lone peeked around the tree to catch a glimpse of what was coming. Eight soldiers with swords in scabbards were approaching. Lone thought to himself, "This is going to be a little harder than I thought." As he gripped his weapon tightly in his hands.

Lone held still with his back pressed tightly to the tree until he could hear the squad almost next to him. When the first of them came into sight, he spun out slicing with his spear and cutting deep into the throat of one soldier and before the rest could react, he took down a second with the opposing tip straight through the heart.

Two of the group turned and started to run back to their camp to warn the rest of what was happening only to meet the smiling face of the leopard Ikari behind a pair of flying arrows that caught them square in the chest and sending them skidding to a stop on the ground dead.

The last four had drawn swords, ready to fight. One of them shouted, "It's only two of them. We can still complete this mission."

Lone stabbed his spear into the ground with the tip, gleaming in a shade of light coming through the trees. "You shall not pass. I will gift you a moment to pray for forgiveness from your deities."

The four were not about to comply. They slowly surrounded Lone from all four directions.

Ikari was still in the tree and now even with his skill, he could not take the chance in firing for fear of putting an arrow into his master.

This battle was far from over.

On the front lines, Nidaja stood beside Krana silently. Nidaja held her sword steady with the cool morning breeze flowing over her. Krana held a spear in her hands with her rump seated on the ground.

Behind them were ranks of armed chakat soldiers. Soft whispers droned over the troops of worry and doubt mixed with comment of preferring death over submission to the enemy.

Nidaja's keen ears listened intently to her surroundings over the restless din of the makeshift army. Their plan was starting to work. She watched over the field as their adversaries took up formation as if ready to accept a charge.

She turned to the formation behind her and spoke.

"Friends, this day will represent the greatest victory in your lives. When the enemies that were your owners come across this field, I want you to think not of the way they treated you. But I want you to think of the way they treated the fur next to you. The feelings of their pain and of their suffering.

"I want your heart to ache for those on the ridge. Those that are your loved ones and those still that were left behind. We will claim them and free them. We are fighting for their right to choose. We are fighting for them to be free!" Nidaja finished with a shout.

The platoons of Chakats roared in approval and the eagerness to fight seeded deep.

On the ridge, Porn and Tanya had their rifles trained on the three that were left and still hiding. The chakats they were trying to save had all hit the ground scared not from the two in the trees but from the wrath of the three on the ground.

Porn still had her cock in her muzzle. She popped it out for a moment and stared down to the ground where she knew one of the soldiers were concealed. She whispered to Tanya, "Get ready to shoot. I'm gonna try something."

"What are you going to do?"

But Porn had her cock back in her throat as she took aim at a stone behind where the soldier was standing. She sank low, drawing her cock deeply into her maw and squeezed the trigger with a soft bang from the silenced barrel of the weapon.

The bullet zipped through the air and cracked the rock in two, ricocheting back behind the boulder.

The howling pain from the soldier hit but the bullet echoed across the ridge. The soldier stood up only to meet another round from Tanya's rifle hitting him square in the head and silencing the cries of pain forever.

The last two took off in a sprint back to camp.

"Quick Porn! Get them!" Tanya shouted.

But it did not matter. Before they knew it a wall of arrows descended on the fleeing pair, striking them down before they knew what hit them. Almost the entire band of chakats on the ridge had let loose an arrow, leaving the two soldiers looking like porcupines.

Tanya and Porn stared in disbelief. Porn even stopped nursing on her cock.

"Well then. I guess that's that." Porn commented, standing up to her feet. Where she had been sitting, was a broad purple dildo slick with her feminine juices.

"Porn, you are such a slut you know that? We're fighting for our lives and killing furs that want to kill us and you still masturbate. Do you ever stop?"

"Of course I do!" Porn replied in a matter-of-fact manner of speaking. "I have to eat, sleep, and have sex too."

Tanya just stared for a half a moment before speaking while she watched Porn settle herself back down onto her toy and draw her cock back into her muzzle. "Now I see where you got your name. You're a one girl porno."

But now that their work was done, Porn concentrated more on getting off. She churred around her length, sending deep vibrations down the shaft. Her eyes closed working her cock while her hands caressed her full sack and breast to massage her until she let out a hard groan with her cock erupting in a volcanic blast of thick white cum.

Porn swallowed her seed in haste, with the substantial amount she missed seeping down into her mammoth breast fur. When she had finished, she looked to Tanya who had been staring in a mix of shock and arousal. "What?"

"I am going to head back down to help on the ground. You get out on the ridge with the slaves." Tanya commented and slid back to the ground. "And please don't fuck them or masturbate until after the battle."

"You got it!"

Back over with Lone, the four soldiers that were left had surrounded him with swords drawn. They circled the wolf slowly like a school of sharks ready to feast.

Lone stayed motionless with his spear held tight in his paws waiting for an opening that these trained warriors would not allow.

For several minutes, they stood until one of the warriors behind him lunged in.

Lone heard the quick movement and spun around just in time to deflect the blade and send it wide. The other tip of his weapon had started to come in to finish off the beast but was stopped by another blade to his right.

Lone would have to separate the four. If he didn't, he would surely be dead. He pushed forward, leaning into the weapon that blocked and as the soldier slid to the side to avoid his spear tip, he rolled forward but not before the tips of the last two swords nicked his rump and tail, shaving a good deal of fur off.

He rolled to his feet, spinning around to face the four. He noticed that for a moment, they stared blankly down to the ground. Lone didn't care why they were distracted and plunged his spear into the heart of the closest chakat, kicking a second hard in the throat with a crack, snapping the warriors neck and killing her instantly.

The last two squared off against Lone with their swords now shaking in fear. Six of their comrades lay motionless around them and the realization that this could be their last moment alive was starting to sink in. They were the one that initially lunged at him and the one that blocked his weapon.

A single arrow buzzed through the air. It imbedded itself in the temple of the warrior that had tried to kill him. The chakat slumped to the ground in a heap of lifeless flesh.

Lone drew his spear to the throat of the last soldier standing. "You may disarm and we will show you mercy."

The chakat stood trembling in place for a long moment before relaxing his grip and letting his steel drop to the dirt with a soft clang from a small stone. He spoke in a stammer, "I know you."

Ikari and Lone looked to each other as they stared in slight disbelief at one another. Lone turned back to the warrior. "How do you know me?"

The chakat replied quickly, "You are one of those wolves from the magazine." He answered quickly. "You're Lone."

"Your fans are just dying to meet you it seems master." Ikari joked still training his bow onto the chakat.

"Master?" The chakat asked quizzically.

"Ikari is my pet. And very skilled at that. He has served and serviced me well. But that is no matter. Kneel onto the ground and we will bind your arms and legs. Then you will speak to Mistress Corsi, Queen Razelle, and Lady Krana." Lone said as he pulled out a set of ropes.

"Lady Krana?!?"

"Yes. You know her?" Lone asked a little timidly.

"Of course I do. She was purchased from me."

Lone's brow furrowed and he literally shook in anger. "Then I am pleasured to deliver a message from her. Take off your armor." Lone ordered as he snapped one the tips of his spear off with his bare hands.

The chakat had never taken off his armor off faster. He had no sooner dropped it at his side that the blunt staff cracked across his muzzle shattering his jaw.

What came next was brutal. Lone hammered the blunt staff over the chakat's body systematical breaking bones in his four legs and his arms. He continued the sadistic beating until the chakats blood dripped and oozed from every strand of his body.

The moans of pain and tears of anguish poured from the beast until he lost consciousness in a slump on the dirt.

Ikari just stammered in shock at his master's wrath. "What was ... What have you done?!"

Lone reached into his pack and took out some smelling salts sticking them under the chakats nose. "Krana told me about what this one did to her. He tortured her endlessly day after day. He does not deserve mercy."

The chakat snapped back awake shaking in pain. He tried to speak but it hurt far too much.

Lone leaned down to the warrior. "I'm not going to kill you. The beasts of the forest will do that." He looked past the beast spotting a better idea. He took out a cloth and wrapped the chakats muzzle shut so barely a moan could escape. He dragged the broken being over to an ominous mound of dirt a foot and a half high. He tossed the battered body against it, toppling it over.

A flood of large red ants spilled out. The chakat's eyes opened wide in fear for a moment before the burn of the fire in their bites tore into him and the muffled wails of pain escaped him.

And in Lone's angry wrath, he hurled his spear, impaling the leg of the tortured one, pinning him in place. "Let's go Ikari. Those ants will have him eaten in a few hours. He'll only live for two at best. But they will spread out and turn his friends to skeletons after. We can leave him here."

With that, Lone headed back to camp with Ikari trailing behind.

"Remind me not to piss you off Master."

Tanya had come down from the ridge and been pulled aside by Nita and Myrilla. She was soon back up in a tree with the pair of them. Her STEYR SSG-69 readied in her hands.

Myrilla was peering through a set of binoculars to the line of troops on the other side. Tanya was peering down her scope up the ridge, her hand far away from the trigger. Nita stood high on a thick limb.

"I never thought I would be up in a tree for this." Nita commented not thrilled to be there at all.

"Porn is in position." Tanya reported. "All the chakats on the ridge are down out of sight. The ones I can see are ready with bows."

"I can't find my baby." Myrilla protested scanning the ground trying to see through the brush.

"You'll see it soon enough." Nita replied. "I hope. Because if we don't, we're all dead."

Corsi had taken her time in making it back to the tents that contained her beloved friends. She knelt by the tent flap for a moment as if waiting to be allowed in before she stood back to her feet. She could not help but shake this feeling from her.

Yoiko exited the tent and looked down to see her submissive wife. "Is everything well beloved?"

Corsi kept her gaze down. She did not dare look into the eyes of her mistress. After a moment of awkward silence, she spoke. "This one was sent back to give words of encouragement."

Yoiko froze. She stared down to her wife in utter disbelief. "Corsi, what happened? You can't ... Everyone is looking for you to be strong. To be the leader."

"And why would this one not be?"

Yoiko reached down, picking her wife up in her palm. She strode by the side of the tent and brought the mouse up to eye level. "I'll take care of raising morale. You just stay in my pocket out of sight."

"Yes mistress." Corsi conceded and hopped down into the pocket of her wife's jacket. She curled up and barely let out a breath to keep silent.

Yoiko took a deep breath. She turned back to the tent as Lone walked up with Ikari. Yoiko ran up to them, "Something is wrong with Corsi. She's not acting herself at all."

Lone took one look at Yoiko's expression of worry and stood tall. "Where is she?"

"Come out beloved." Yoiko ordered to the rodents hiding place.

Corsi bounded out of the pocket and to the dirt ground. She knelt down with her head low and silent.

Lone bellowed low, "To your feet slave."

Corsi snapped to her feet quickly but still kept her head down. She dared not say anything.

Lone crouched down and knelt himself before the mouse. He bowed his head down to the ground. Yoiko and Ikari followed suit surrounding the mouse.

"No ... No no no please." Corsi contested shaking nervously and spinning around from one to another.

"Mistress Corsi. We are here for you. With all the troubles we have faced, we have always looked to you for guidance. After Greyson passed, we only had you to look up to." Lone whispered. "Mistress if you do not lead us, who will? We followed you here to fight and we will continue to fight."

Nova peeked out of the tent. The striped wolfox having been the first link that started this chain of events that led them all here. Now here they were as the final link of the chain was forming. He looked down to her, "Forgive me Mistress, but your pets are waiting for you."

Corsi stared up to Nova as he stood over her. She drew in a long deep breath. Her gaze fixed on the wolfox and she replied, "Should you not be on your knees pet?"

Lone almost cheered. But he stayed down on his knees obediently as Nova sank quickly.

Corsi hopped up onto Yoiko's shoulder, settling herself down, "Let's go. And Lone, get yourself a change of clothes. We don't need you to be showing off you package to the battlefield."

Lone sat up straight quickly and looked down to his shredded tunic. His flaccid length dangling through one of the cuts in the fabric. "Well then. I would assume that would be what distracted the chakats in the wood."

"What happened out there anyway?" Corsi asked curiously.

Lone explained the events in grim detail. To the end the wives were left in a stunned silence.

Lone shrugged his shoulders. "Well look at it this way, he's just disagreed with something that ate him."

"That should be funny but right now I am afraid I cannot find the effort to laugh." Yoiko commented stoically. "And for the moment we must rally the pets for the last lines of defense."

"Agreed. Ikari and Nova, Get everyone together in a formation here in the road." Corsi ordered. "Lone, get those wounds tended to and get out to Nidaja. She should be expecting you."

The three of them replied, "Yes mistress."

After they hurried off, Corsi turned to Yoiko and churred, "Beloved, I know I can be ... I mean I know I am a leader. But I am not a domme. I enjoyed my life as a pet with Master Greyson. I need training."

"Beloved Corsi, I have been waiting for a long time for you to say that. Your training will resume when we get home." Yoiko murred as she stroked a fingertip over her tiny wife's head fur.

"Thank you my beloved mistress."

Not ten minutes later, Corsi, Yoiko and Ikari stood in front of the massive group of pets that had traveled thousands of miles. Cedar and Coyra sat on Rebecca's shoulder behind them.

Corsi shouted without the aid of a microphone in the electronically dead area of the world, "My friends and lovers, Masters and Mistresses, Slaves and Pets. Today is the day that we unite in a common cause. Our new friends and our old comrades join us in battle that will echo down in history. We are here to defend not just our honor but for theirs. Our victory will be our honor. Many of our chakat friends will likely perish this day. The tools of our assured victory have been set in place. We have already won the battles on the ridge and in the woods. Now with the pieces set out and this chess game is nearing a close with our enemies unaware, we are prepared to move in for the final checkmate!"

The band of pets cheered out in a united band that echoed off across the field to the ear of the chakat enemy camp.

On the front lines, the enemy was getting impatient. The queen made her way to the front lines, pushing her own troops out of the way. "What in the hell is taking so damn long? They should be charging over here by now!" She spat at the front line general.

"Your Majesty! You should not be here!" The general exclaimed. "We don't want to risk your well being on the front lines."

The queen grasped the general by the throat angrily. "What do you take me for? They're all the way on the other side of the field. Do you think their bows can make it all the way over here?" She squeezed tighter still as she asked again, her teeth barred in hate and anger. "Why haven't the slaves fired yet?"

Porn lay prone up on the ridge nestled between a pair of large stones watching the conversation between the highly armored general being manhandled by the obviously royal figure. "Get ready everyone."

And amidst the slow draw of bows, Porn lined up her shot. In her sights, the general had his back to her and the royal figure right behind. She murmured, "When they charge, shoot two arrows and get back down."

Porn squeezed delicately at the trigger, her hands steady as a stone. The bullet shot out of the barrel speeding to her quarry.

The general's eyes went wide as the bullet pierced him through his heart and exited his chest to bury deep into the chest of the queen herself.

Tanya and Myrilla on the other side of the field watched in seething jealousy for the rabbit novice as in their scopes, the general slumped dead against the fatally wounded queen.

The queen fell silently to her knees with the last vision in her eyes to be the slaves she has once commanded along with the whole of her country standing up close to them on the ridge and a wall of arrows descending down before darkness took its foothold and the last breath of air exited her lips.

The soldiers had no time to react to their queen's death before the rain of arrows fell a good chunk of their front lines before they could even raise a shield.

Tanya and Myrilla watched as the enemy was forced to charge over the option of staying as sitting ducks for their former slaves bows. Tanya and her scope began taking skilled shots down the length of the field well over the heads of their comrades.

Nita watched with her bare eyes as another volley of arrows darkened the field and dropped another two score of their attackers to the ground. "They're not triggering it." She worried aloud.

"They haven't even gotten there yet Your Majesty." Tanya commented, taking another shot and felling a chakat that she deemed to look rather important.

"Wait for it Nita" Myrilla added simply.

The troops were still coming over the field like a carpet of army ants along a forest bed. Tanya fired her rifle again just aiming for the chakats closest to them when the second wave of arrows after the charge loosed.

"Queen Razelle, it would be best if you could hold onto something." Tanya commented as she watched the flood of chakats barreling over where the trap had been set.

From the ground, they could hear Nidaja issue a similar order to the front lines.

"Oh Goddess. They're not going to..."

Myrilla cut Nita off, "Wait for it your majesty."

Myrilla watched the field as if in slow motion. One after the other, the galloping warriors wad across the field leaping over boulders in haste. But to her, they almost floated in the air. In her sights, she witnessed one airborne chakat struck through the skull by a bullet that could only have come from porn on the ridge. The creature fell limp in mid air crashing to the Earth and immediately was trampled to a paste by an onslaught of clawed feet.

Then, in Myrilla's sights, the shimmer of an object a little smaller than a child's head rose up from the midst of the swarm like the holy grail. "They found Betty. That's my girl."

Not a moment later the resounding explosion lit up the landscape in a giant fireball of blinding white. Shards of molten metal zinged through the air from the titanium/magnesium casing. The core of thermite and iron dust blew out in a white hot mist for a sixty yard radius that incinerated every being in its path. The screams of pain snuffed out instantly.

In a resounding secondary blast, smaller grenades of the same substance and make, blew off in an arc even closer to the enemy camp, seven in all in smaller clouds of white hot misty metal.

The concussion wave of the blast rolled over the Razelle/DeAllura camp. Everyone had braced themselves for the wave and stood quickly back to their feet. A select few of the chakats closer to the front line that did not shield their eyes, found themselves temporarily blinded from the flashes but with the distance they quickly recovered to witness the devastation.

Nita just stared in shock at what had just happened. The field where a thousand chakats had once been was a blackened incineration of skeletal remains and burning flesh and fur. It had all happened so fast that the true realization of what happened accumulated into six words. "You brought that aboard my ship."

Myrilla could not answer. She had lost herself in sorrowful tears. They poured from her eyes like a waterfall as she cried out looking at the smoldering crater and flash molten rocks.

"Myrilla, are you okay? They were going to try and kill us. We only did this to defend ourselves." Nita said in words of comfort.

Myrilla shook her head with droplets of her tears flitting from her eyes. "It's not that. Betty was my first." She continued to stare out over the landscape as the remaining soldiers righted themselves and charged the field under a rain of arrows from the ridge.

Nita was taken aback. "But Corsi said you have more at home. Why would that be a big deal?"

Myrilla spun around and shouted, "You wouldn't understand!"

"Your Majesty. Myrilla really meant that Betty was her 'first'." Tanya said solemnly.

"You mean ..."

Tanya just nodded.

"OH! How? ... Never mind. I really don't want to know." Nita commented and climbed down to the sobs of Myrilla whimpering about her baby.

Lone had made his way to the front lines and stood alongside Nidaja. He nodded his head and commented, "You remember everything I taught you?"

Nidaja peered at him sidelong into his smiling muzzle. She elbowed him in his bare ribs. "Don't you think that armor would be a good idea?"

"Nope. I need the freedom of movement to fight proficiently." Lone giggled, "Care to make a game out of it?"

"High score?"

"Honor system."

"Prize?"

"We can negotiate that later. Right now we have larger problems to deal with." Lone nodded out to the field of chakats charging at full speed over the remains of their fallen comrades.

The size of the opposing army had changed drastically. Where the Razelle encampment had originally been outnumbered four to one, now things were three to one in their favor.

The sheer magnitude of the devastation was witnessed by Porn up on the ridge. She had seen the blast send chakats flying back from the edge of the first blast and their flaming bodies being catapulted into those unfortunate enough to have been in the way. She saw the molten balls of flame seep into the chests of others. The scene had been gruesome.

Now, the field held barely half of the number it had before with no more reinforcements in the wake. The battle crazed chakats looking for vengeance, seethed in their anger and hate. Even the storm of arrows came down upon them, taking out more than a few.

Porn stood to her feet hearing a scream to her left. She bolted around witnessing the first losses their side would take. A squad of shield bearing soldiers that blocked an array of arrows that turned their wrath onto them.

The ridge was not going to be the cakewalk she thought it would.

"Ready the pikes everyone." Nidaja shouted across the lines. "Second rank, ready spears. Third and forth ranks, ready bows. On my mark..."

The chakat enemy started to close in quickly. The cries of battle rage rang at the formation of their former slaves. Anyone else might have felt have felt intimidated by the raging wave heading for them. But General Razelle and Sir Lone Wolfe both well trained for combat and the slaves behind them who would not back down from freedom, never wavered.

"If the worst happens, I will see you in the next life General." Lone commented softly.

"You had better live long enough to be properly be knighted my pet."

"You didn't have to make that an order."

Nidaja didn't hear him anymore. "FIRE!" She cried out as the arrows flew and slew a rank of charging warriors.

Porn was on her feet running with the newly freed slaves. "I need Tanya's toys!" She shouted above the din. "The big one!"

They had almost scrambled all the way across the ridge when the pack she had left behind came into view. "Hold them off a few minutes more. Stand your ground!"

Porn tore open the bag pulling out a fully loaded M-249 light machine gun. The string of bullets stretched into the bag even as she stood to her full height. She cocked the weapon and took the safety off, picking up the bag and running as fast as she could back to the front line. She jumped to the top of a rock seeing several more of the slaves down.

"Now. SUCK THIS!!!" She screamed, pulling the trigger and letting loose a spray of metal that took down everything in its path. Shells of spent ammunition rang to the ground with each bullet that was sent down the barrel, into the air and penetrated deep shattering bone, tearing flesh, shattering stones, and making the shields they had been carrying look like Swiss cheese.

Soldiers just fell at her feet. Porn gritted her teeth with the heat of the barrel from scores of rounds burning up the stock.

When the last round of ammunition, a full nine yards of bullets, blazed out of the barrel, Porn stood there, finger still on the trigger and standing on stone like a statue just shaking in a mix of fear and horror of what she had just done.

As the euphoria of the battle rage dwindled, a sharp pain stung from her leg shooting up her body. She looked down to see a cut through the muscle of right leg and the spear that did it behind her.

Before her lay nothing alive. Every one of the beasts had fallen to the ground in what looked more like a pile of rags with fur than a couple of squads of chakats. The pile did not even so much as flinch in the blood covered corpses.

Porn sank to her knee, clutching her leg in the hot pain.

A few of the chakats slaves ran over to her and lifted the still naked hare from her perch. They set her lying back on the ground and held her fast. Porn looked down to a pair of them hurriedly mixing herbs while a third washed off her blood stained leg.

The wound was deep and with the blazing pain and loss of blood, the rabbit passed out.

"NOW!" Nidaja cried out at the top of her lungs.

Immediately, the first rank of her chakats on the field lifted pikes, one in each paw creating a wall of sharp metal just as the charging army met with them. The second rank with spears, launched them at any of the enemy foolish enough too have tried to leap over them into melee.

But melee was to come anyway. With the Razelle/DeAllura camp's plan, the enemy camp was already a slight smaller than the slaves that were defending themselves. And they still had Nita's entire army as well as Corsi's pets.

The only disadvantage the slaves had, was the lack of superior armor. In fact, they had none. Their advantage, was their newfound will. They tore into their former masters like locusts on a field of grain.

Lone and Nidaja fought back to back. Lone with a polearm and Nidaja with her sword. Sneff and Krana as well, barred spears alongside one another.

The din of the battle roared over the scorched land with the clanging of weapons. Lone zoned out into the frenzy of battle. His mind slipping into a frenzy of anger and hatred for those that would hurt his loved ones.

He stepped away from Nidaja for room with his pole arm swinging above and around his body in a frenzy. In an artistic display his took down warrior after warrior in a sickening display of blood spurting through the air from sliced arms and caved in heads. His weapon, a long thick poke with a hook and spearhead on one side balanced with a hammerhead on the other side. It was balanced perfectly.

Nidaja spun a set of blades in a dazzling display of skill. Lone indeed had taught her well and with as skilled as she had been before, she had improved tenfold. Nidaja's blades gleamed in the morning light.

Off behind them, Krana had a simple spear and Sneff holding a long staff. Side by side neither of them were skilled in war but they were skilled in survival.

"If we live through this, I am going to take you home with me Sneff." Krana said as she deflected a sword and kicked up raking down the soldier with her front paws. She was acting on pure instinct now.

"You mean WHEN we live through this." Sneff answered in the heat of battle, having just cracked the skull of another soldier.

Both of them already had cuts over their bodies from the battle. They were in pain, but they didn't very well care. All they knew is they had to live to see the end of all of this.

Behind them, the one fur that no one had expected to see on the field wielded shockingly enough, a war hammer. He did not care if he knew how to use it and his fear of the situation drove him into a frenzy. The frail wolfox Nova brought the hammer down onto the head of a charging chakat with a sickening crunch. The instantly dead chakat came tumbling onto him. He was pined under the dead weight of the even more dead chakat.

The battle field had quickly become overrun with casualties ... on both sides. Dusty, a slave fox, lay on the ground next to a soldier chakat both with their weapons run through the other. Dusty's daggers impaled in the temples of the beast that had run through his heart with a long sword. Keldrin, a slave wolf, lay on his back with a bloody candlestick still clutched in his stiff paw. But the worst of all was a chakat that went by the name Whitefire. The wolf had been taken down alive and his punishment was to be dragged halfway across the field ... with the rope having been tied tightly around his cock and balls. Those now lay on the other side of the field with him crying in the worst pain he had ever felt in his life.

Sneff caught a glimpse of a lone chakat enemy rushing at them. She cried out to Krana for help as she was already engaged with another enemy.

Krana had her own issues with twin blades from one chakat pushing her back.

From out of nowhere a cheetah, one of Corsi's pets had joined in the fray. Kioki leapt over the pair with a pair of Katana's, slicing at the chakats enemies and splitting both of their throats. Her flip continued and both of her weapons drove into the eyes of the third chakat. She pushed off from the falling chakats head, driving the tips into the cranium, killing it instantly. She somehow landed on her feet.

Kioki looked back for a moment with a wink. She purred, "Be more careful next time."

Sneff and Krana stood for a half a second dumbfounded before they had issues of their own to deal with.

Porn woke with a start. She was on a stretcher, her leg throbbing in a dull pain. She felt herself being carried high up. She looked over the edge, seeing a pair of the liberated slaves carrying her. "What happened? Put me down please."

The chakats carefully lowered the rabbit to the ground and Porn sat up slowly. She heard the sounds of the fighting below along with the occasional shot ringing out from Tanya's rifle.

"What are you all doing here? Get down there and help them!" Porn addressed in a very uncharacteristic command.

"Mistress, we cannot leave you. You conquered our previous owners. Our lives belong to you now." One of the slaves that had been carrying her explained.

Porn stared up to them in a confused glare. "You aren't unwilling slaves anymore. You can serve who you please."

"We know this mistress. We have chosen to serve you and Mistress Corsi. We understand what this means Mistress." Another chakat said as she bowed her head down.

"Then get down there and help. I can make it back to camp on my own." Porn tried to stand up but the pain pierced through her like a shot and she fell back onto her rump hard. "Okay so maybe two of you can help me."

The two that had been carrying Porn before, picked her back up to her feet as the rest charged off to join in the fray.

Lone was having trouble. He had taken a few light slashes across his chest and with his skills recognized, three soldiers with a pair of swords each. They backed the grey furred menace a few paces before Lone let his martial arts training blank his mind and let him slip fully into the darkness of the berserker within him.

He pulled back into a defensive posture with his weapon held vertically in front of him, blade down. "Let us dance."

This time, the odds were greatly stacked against the folf. Earlier he had Ikari to back him up. Well, he WOULD have been at a disadvantage. In his state, his adversaries might as well have been fighting with wooden swords.

The three soldiers rushed him all at once. They raised up on their hind paws, their sharp front claws slashing angrily at the air with their swords slashing down at Lone's head.

All the weapons coming at him, Lone tucked and rolled under the center enemy, jolting the hammer of his weapon into his belly and lifting off the ground in blazing speed. He sent the chakat to the hard ground and as the other two turned their weapons to him.

Swords and came down as Lone's spear tip buried into the fallen ones back. Lone pole vaulted with his weapon just in time to escape the deadly strikes, and in the process, snapping the spine in two.

When he was back on his feet, he could feel the heat of those blades coming down. He spun back around, leading with the length of his pole arm and driving it into the belly of the left chakat. Lone struck with such force, that he drove the weapon right through the beast. Again, Lone kept going forward, just missing the last enemies blades.

Lone passed the already lifeless chakat as it was falling to the ground. His hand wrapped around his bloodstained weapon and pulled it the rest of the way through the corpse. He turned and faced down the last of the three. A lust for blood filled his eyes watching the eyes of his enemy as they circled one another.

Lone watched the chakats eyes flicker to the side. He spun around, the tip of his slicing at an enemies forebelly deeply. Lone leaned back, sending the hook deep and dissecting the warrior without even looking.

Lone stalked down the last shaking soldier whom promptly turned and galloped to escape. Lone ran after him, jumping onto the chakats back. He grabbed the enemy by the head, twisting and snapping his neck killing him instantly. Lone touched his feet down around the collapsing body. He let out a piercing feral howl that echoed over the din of the battle.

Off on the other side of the field, Corsi watched the scene and heard Lone's all too familiar battle cry. She looked up to Nita, "We could leave Lone out there by himself now. He won't be taken down now."

"Then may the Goddess have mercy on the souls of our enemies."

Ikari stood far from the fray between the battle and the now deserted enemy camp. He was calmly chewing on the end of a chopstick. In his quiver was four dozen razor arrows. Another two dozen of them lay in fallen warriors that charged at him thinking he was either a coward or just an easy mark. Now no more would charge or feel the same fate.

With the strategic and methodic dissection of their enemies forces, the chakat slaves were winning their battle. Mostly on the drive for revenge against those that had tormented them.

And when the slave archers rushed down into the field barring bows and spitting out arrows, the enemy forces began a hasty retreat, leaving weapons where they had once been fighting.

They took to the forest, galloping with the slaves in hot pursuit.

But when the enemy had at last reached the edge of the woods, they stopped cold. Just inside the tree line, there were the chakats Lone and Ikari had disposed of earlier. A swarm of ants covering them and the forest floor. Well at least what was left of them. And the one chakat that had been left alive lay on the mound itself, nearly a skeleton with bits of flesh still clinging to him while the ants continued their grizzly feast.

There was no time to turn back and nowhere to run. The archers had surrounded the few dozen that remained with bows drawn.

From between them, Nidaja stepped through the ranks. She sheathed her weapon standing tall. "You are defeated. Surrender now or forfeit your lives." She looked around at the angry slaves. "I think they would prefer the latter I am sure."

One of them stepped out of the group. It was the same soldier that had appeared before the Queen Nita not a week before. "You have no honor. You fight with tactics such as these foreign weapons rather than head on."

"What do you know about honor?" Nidaja shouted. "Sending these slaves to the ridge to do your dirty work. They were going to try and kill US off before you even had to dirty your hands. Sending bandits over to kill the Queen in a suicide mission. This is honor?"

"How did you know about these things?" He spat back in anger.

Krana and Sneff stepped from the ranks and stood before the shocked warrior. Both were sliced and diced up badly brandishing their weapons in their paws.

"You are supposed to be dead."

Sneff shook her head. "Nope. Lone faked my death. I told them of the plans."

"You bitch!" She screamed and in a flash, a dagger whipped through the air aimed at Sneff.

Krana screamed, "NO!!!" And pushed Sneff out of the way, The pinning dagger planted itself in her chest, dropping her to the ground as the sound of seventy bow strings hummed, loosing arrows at the two score soldiers that remained.

"Get her back to camp NOW!!!" Nidaja screamed.

But it was already too late. Krana lay on the ground in a lifeless heap.

---

Days later at Castle Razelle, the entire entourage of Corsi's pets, Every liberated slave, and every soldier stood in formation dressed in black robes.

Even Porn had clothing on.

Krana's body lay on a stone slab with wood and kindling soaked with oil surrounding her. A warriors funeral.

Sneff stood by Lone kneeling with her head down. The only reason tears were not pouring from her eyes is that they had all been spent the day before.

Nita, with Corsi sitting on her shoulder, took a torch and set it down in silence at the base of one of the bales of kindling.

In minutes, the grave was a towering inferno. Sneff stood to his paws and took a flower from her tunic, tossing it into the flames. She turned back to Lone and knelt at his feet. "Master Lone, Lady Krana gave her life to save mine. I know she belonged to you. I would like to give you my life in payment of the debt I owe to her."

Lone just nodded his head slowly. "You are not going to be thought of as a replacement Sneff. You will be family."

Sneff's eyes brightened hearing those words. She leaned into Lone's legs, nuzzling in warm. "Slave would like that."

Porn was sitting in a wheelchair. Misty had so ordered with the severe damage to her leg. So to allow her to see, four of the chakats from the ridge insisted in holding her aloft on a secure platform.

Nita stood on the castle steps looking out over the largest gathering of furs ever before seen. She drew in a breath, "Today we are not just paying respects to those that had fallen in this battle. But we are here to thank them for their sacrifice. Because of Krana and those like her, you may all have the choice. We all have a choice. Krana chose to give her life in place of yours.

"Today, we celebrate you, our new friends. With a banquet in the honor of out fallen hero's!"

---

Nita sat at the end of a long table at the end of the great hall. All the liberated slaves ha volunteered to cook the feast. Only a dull drone of idle chatter filled the hall. Corsi and her closest pets sat to Nita's right. Yoiko right at her side with Lone, Ikari, Tanya, Myrilla, and Porn still in her wheelchair. To Nita's left sat, Nidaja, Misty,

One of the chakat slaves ran in straight up to Nita and knelt with head down. "Queen Mistress, slave requests permission to speak."

Nita and Corsi looked to one another and then back to the slave. "What is the problem dear?" Nita asked quietly.

"There is a single warrior at the front gates. He is requesting a parlay. Queen Mistress, slave should also mention that there are several hundred slaves in the courtyard as well." The slave never moved after this statement and the silence that ensued of every patron was deafening as they awaited Queen Razelle's reply.

Nita looked to the chakat slave and nodded, "Take two of the guards and show the soldier up alone."

About fifteen minutes had passed before the hall doors opened once again with the slave being followed by an unarmed but highly armored and barded chakat. Atop her head was a crown. The new Queen.

Not a soul spoke in the long walk up to the head table.

"Great Queen Razelle, I come before you to make good on the battle of honor and to pay my respects to your fallen comrades. Outside are the remaining slaves of the houses that fought in the battle. We request that the slaves of those that stayed behind to stay owned by them in exchange for this freely willing surrender." The Queen explained herself. Then she slowly sank to her knees in respect.

Nita just stared in awe. Cedar, whom had been sitting with Corsi stepped along the table over to the Queen Razelle. He whispered, "Nita, would you allow me to handle this situation for you? I am very familiar with their laws and regulations."

Nita nodded and offered her paw in a gesture to go ahead.

Cedar stepped to the end of the table in front of the foreign Queen. "I do hate to use formal titles. My name is Cedar DeAllura. And yours?"

"Queen Tessa Yamabushi." She stated, standing to her four footpads.

"Tessa, we will accept this arrangement on certain conditions." Cedar said with a smile.

"And those conditions are?" She stated looking actually worried.

"Your slaves are treated well. No beatings. No assaults. Discipline without injury mental of physical." Cedar stated, sitting down on the edge of the table. "And that you allow a troop to come into the country every so often to inspect to make sure the slaves are comfortable."

Nita picked up Cedar and brought her to her muzzle whispering hurriedly. "What are you doing?"

"Preventing another war Queen Razelle." Cedar replied simply. "Next time, they will know our tactics and respond in kind. May I continue?"

Nita stared at the small mouse lawyer. He did have a point. "Very well." she replied aloud and set him back down before the other queen.

"Is there anything else Sir Cedar?" The queen asked, closing her eyes and bowing in a show of her countries submission.

Cedar nodded. "Just a few more things." He settled back down on the table. Every soul in the place could hear his tiny voice with how quiet things were. "Slaves in our country and yours can be allowed one chance to choose where they want to serve. Slaves of houses not in the war would not have the option of coming back with my sister Mistress Corsi. Only those directly involved in the fighting may come with us. Queen Nita Razelle and General Nidaja Razelle will discuss a reasonable way to regulate the slaves treatment."

The Queen stood back to her feet. "That is a reasonable agreement. Our country will see to this immediately. I thank you for your consideration."

Lone had been sitting back listening to the entire conversation. He spoke up, "Something is wrong."

Nidaja glared over to the folf angrily. "Lone. What do you think you're doing?"

"General Razelle, he's right." Queen Tessa admitted. "But I promise that things you ARE concerned about, you need not be."

Cedar settled back, watching the queen intently. "Please elaborate?" He asked curiously.

"Simply placed, our country is celebrating the death of Queen Asset my twin sister. Our parents the prior Queens, thought it would be cute to reverse my name to give hers. But she had never been a great ruler. Like our parents, she ruled with an iron fist and a harder head." She explained trying to lighten the mood.

Nita didn't laugh.

Neither did anyone else.

Queen Tessa broke the silence to continue, "Our country has been at odds since Asset took the throne. The laws you have read about, most of the ones on the treatment of slaves, she had a direct hand in writing."

"That's actually true." Cedar commented to Nita. "Most of the laws about slave beatings came about in the past twenty years."

"Exactly." Tessa replied, settling down her hind legs. "I had been planning an overthrow of her for a few years. When she declared war on you, I as her advisor convinced her to have the slaves on the ridge to keep them away from you. I told her you might try and steal them and run off. It was a little harder getting her to wait until you returned with your friends." She looked down, biting at her lip. "There was nothing I could do to stop her from fighting and loss of life. But I did convince her that not bringing advanced weaponry and winning would show true domination. All I could hope with that was that you WOULD use some higher grade weapons and beat her."

Nidaja sat back in her seat staring the new queen down. "And what if we didn't?"

"I had faith in you General Razelle. And if you did not, I had a backup plan. I had as much of an army as I could waiting in the trees. Only thing was that Lone's little bit of of fun with the ants kept us in those trees all night." She winked to the folf with a nod of her head. "What was it you said? That the ants would eat him in a few hours? You under estimate those ants. He was dead before you were out of the wood. And devoured in a half hour more."

Every eye turned to the folf whom settled back in his chair. He was silent for a long moment before stating, "He was the one that sold Krana to Thunder."

Sneff's head rose and out of turn and quite out of character she spoke up, "But I was told he was dead! That's why they wanted me dead!"

"Just like you thought Krana was dead but there you were standing and fighting next to her." Lone replied simply. "I can safely guess that most of the things you were told were not fact at all my pet."

Sneff's eyes lit up. She heard it. Without warning and in front of everyone, she ran to Lone and leapt over the table hugging him tightly and nearly pinning him to the floor. "You called me your pet."

Lone hugged the chakat in his arms, unable to hold back a smile. "Yes, you are my pet Sneff. And I plan on keeping you. But right now is not the time to be pouncing me."

Sneff's eyes widened and she stood up on all fours. She looked around to every eye on her and her outburst. She knelt on her knees right away and helped Lone back to his chair keeping her head down with a blush of her embarrassment hidden under her thick fur. She muttered quietly, "Slave is sorry master. She will behave. Slave does not want to be punished."

"It's okay pet. Just stay there for now. We will talk later this evening." Lone said as he stroked his hand over Sneff's head fur. "But back to the topic at hand? Why did our research not reveal anything about what you speak of? Something certainly still sounds amiss."

"I agree Lone." Cedar commented and turned back to the new queen.

Queen Tessa just grinned. "I thought you might say that." She reached back to a side saddle on her long back. "I thought it fit to bring a few documents with me of laws that are not exposed to the general public." She pulled a large old book from the pack and set it on the table in front of Nita and next to Cedar.

Cedar was almost as tall as the book was thick. He peered across the edge of the document that loomed above him. "This is going to be a long night of reading."

Nita glanced over the book to the chakat standing before her. She sat up straighter and rested her paws on the table. "Under all normal circumstance, we would consider you a prisoner of war until this document can be verified."

A low hushed din of whispers rolled over the room until Nita rose her hand and the silence returned to the great hall almost instantly.

Nita continued, "However, we have a room full of furs from your country that are loyal to ours." Nita stood amongst the gathered pensive table. She spoke over the visiting queen. "Attention!" She shouted even though in the echoing hall, a pin hitting the stone could deafen a bat. "Can any of our new friends give credit to Queen Tessa's claim? If you can, and you can sum up these documents it will save us from putting someone in a holding cell that is not deserving of one."

Almost immediately, one chakat leapt to Tessa's side almost knocking Lone onto his tail once more. Sneff stood nearly radiating her smile.

Nita glanced sidelong to Lone whom just shrugged his shoulders as confused as she.

Nita turned back to Sneff whose head had already dipped back down. She was shaking as if she was expecting to be beaten for her disobedience.

"Sneff my pet, please tell us what you know so we may be as enlightened as you." Lone said with a hint of sarcasm.

"Is slave going to beaten?" Sneff asked timidly

"No but I am thinking we shall work on a little bit of tact in dealing with guests in the house." Lone said sternly. "Now pet tell us what you know."

"Master Lone, one of slaves first owners was a bookkeeper for the royal court. Slave's usual punishment was to copy that book by hand then watch it be burned. If slave errored badly, slave would have to burn it herself." Sneff admitted shakily. She continued, "Slave had gotten to the point she had the book nearly memorized."

Nita looked to Sneff rather surprised at that revelation. The book was huge and for someone to have written once would be a feat. To memorize it would be incredible. But before she could speak, Queen Tessa interrupted.

"I thought you looked familiar. You were the seer's slave." She stated rather plainly.

"A seer?" Nidaja asked in confusion.

"The old bookkeeper was a chakat that claimed she could see the future." Tessa stopped short and her expression drew down to utter shock.

Corsi and Yoiko looked to one another concerned. Yoiko the normally quiet rabbit leaned over the table, "Queen, are you okay? You look like you have seen a ghost."

But when Tessa turned to face Corsi's wife, she slumped down to her belly, jaw slackened. She just stared to Corsi and Yoiko for several moments surrounded by silence before mumbling, "When the tiny lady of black is carried unto the emerald queens land by the lavender mist with her warriors at her side, the land will know peace."

As it seemed, only Tessa and Sneff understood what was just said. Then the small voice of Coyra peeked out, "She's talking about us. The tiny lady of black is Corsi referring to her black fur. The Emerald Queen is Nita. The lavender mist is Yoiko. Corsi always travels on Yoiko's shoulder or between her ears. The 'mist' is talking about how Yoiko's hair flows in the wind."

Again, a stunned silence filled the hall until Lone spoke up, "And the book?"

Sneff took a moment to reply, "The book is a document and set of laws created centuries ago. It forbids anything to be spoken outside our country that may lead us to appear weak."

Nita sat up straight and smiled. "And revealing it's contents now would strengthen your country." She directed to Queen Tessa."

"Exactly. In this and with your blessing, I would ask for an alliance with you. With our knowledge along with yours, I am sure we can both benefit."

Nita nodded, "I would have to agree. But before we talk and negotiate, I would like to invite you to our celebration. As it seems, we now have more to celebrate than victory."

And the roar of the entire hall exploded in such a volume, that it made up for all the previous silence.

---

The talks had gone well. The alliance had been secure and when the separation of the pets were held, half of the chakats that were liberated actually wanted to go back to their original country having been so used to their surroundings. All of Corsi's pets wanted to return to the mansion with the addition of almost two hundred more. Nita had also gained several hundred slaves in her country.

All in all, everyone ended up coming out ahead since the conquered houses were no longer alive or allowed slaves for the surviving families. Even though under the treaty, the slaves were given the option to return to them, not a single one wanted to return to where they had been.

Within a week, Nidaja brought everyone back aboard the ship and as soon as they were in range of the satellite, Corsi was calling back to home to arrange the added living space.

Everyone was in very good spirits for having just been in the middle of a war. Everyone that is except Lone.

He was on deck late at night with Nidaja, getting in what practice they could before their return home.

Nidaja helped Lone to his feet after she had disarmed his staff for the forth time in a row. "Okay Lone. What is wrong with you? Because you always beat me never mind me actually disarm you."

Lone picked up his weapon. "It's just that I can't help but think I am partially at fault for Krana's death."

"Is that why you took Sneff as your pet?" Nidaja asked, standing in close to him.

"Partially. I felt that Sneff needed someone she knew. And she had met me first. So after training with her I noticed she had grown a kinship with me. Thus it was only natural that I be her trainer."

"She feels a little more than that Lone."

The folf stared down to Nidaja quizzically. "What do you mean?"

Nidaja sat on the deck of the ship for about three seconds before the sway of the ship sent her to the edge.

Lone helped by holding her hair aside for her. Lone stroked his hand along her back to help relax her as dinner went over the side. "Forgot the Dramamine?"

Nidaja just nodded her head in the moment between releases. When she was able to settle down, she leaned against the railing and slid down to sit. She took a deep breath, "Thank you Lone." She swallowed hard and continued, "Sneff feels more for you than just a pet or slave."

Lone settled down with her and took a small bottle from his pocket. "I keep a pill on hand for you whenever we are up here just in case. But I don't understand what you mean about Sneff. She just wants to serve under me."

"And on top of you and aside you too Lone." Nidaja joked in one of her rare moments. "Lone, you never really could see things like the way she acts around you."

Lone shook his head as if it was not possible. "Name one time."

Nidaja swallowed the pill down and sat still for a moment. "Lets see. First was her pouncing you at the celebration just cause you called her pet. Then you can't forget that she slept at your feet nightly insisting that she needed to take care of you battle scars. And her pointing out that Myrilla, Tanya, and Ikari were better to sleep separately from you until you healed so the gashes would not get aggravated." She turned to Lone and added, "What do you really think is going to happen in the dead of night?"

Lone shrugged his shoulders still a little perplexed to where this was going.

"She wanted to sleep alone with you. I came in to check on you a few times this past week. Once you are asleep, she's been curling up with you." Nidaja said in a matter-of-fact tone. "And you cuddled right in with her as if she were any of your mates."

Lone looked to the deck in silence for a few long moments before commenting, "I should go and talk to her."

"You need to resolve with yourself as to why first."

Lone smiled as he stood. "General Razelle, I may have problems discerning anothers affection for me. But when it comes to my own feelings for others, I know that much."

"Oh?" Nidaja said curiously as she rose to her feet as well.

"Of course."Lone said plainly. "With my alertness, did you really think I do not awaken in the night when I feel a body slipping up to me?" He nodded smirking. "I'm not that blissfully unaware."

Nidaja just shook her head and looked down to her wooden practice sword as Lone walked off to bed. "At times you can be Lone." She whispered quietly to herself.

---

Lone opened the door to his room as quietly as he could. It was very late and by all rights, no one but the skeleton crew steering the ship should have been awake. But on entering, Sneff was there on all four of her knees waiting for her master.

Lone stopped at the door, taking some time to look over his pet. He was much much taller than she. Sneff was almost short enough on four paws that if she reared back on two, Lone would still be slightly taller. Sneff's thick fur after cleaning her up was a pure white like Porn's. She was very beautiful and much like Myrilla, she was a fully functional dual sexed hermaphrodite. She was almost like a sweet plush doll.

"Master is ready for bed?" Sneff said with her head down. She looked very anxious but a little sad still. She wanted nothing more than to make him happy. In her mind she was indebted to him not only because Krana gave her life for her but Lone had saved her as well. Her affection for the canine giant came later.

"Not yet my pet. I would like for you to check my wounds." Lone stepped forward and stood with arms folded in front of him.

Sneff stood to her feet. She looked up to him towering over her. "Master would have to undress. Should slave turn away and let Master get comfortable?"

Lone looked to her with a light laugh. "Absolutely not pet. You are going to learn how to prepare me for bed. I normally sleep in the nude."

Sneff tried as hard as she could not to just pounce him right then and there. But she just looked up to him nearly shaking. "Master wants slave to undress him?"

Lone just nodded. "And yourself as well. You will be getting used to nudity where we are going." Lone felt a deep rooted affection for the chakat. He stood over her to display his authority as master and for other reasons as well.

Sneff slowly reached up and unfastened the button of his jeans. They were right at eye level with her. As she slid his zipper down, her fingertips brushed along his semi hard cock. She looked up to him for a moment before looking back to her task. She slipped the tight pants down for Lone to step out of. When he was left in just his boxer shorts, she stopped dead in her tracks.

Lone smiled. He knew that with the size of his manhood, that what had stopped his pet was that the very tip of him was just within sight from the leg of the shorts. "Is there a problem my pet?"

Sneff's head bolted up. "No Master. Slave apologizes." Her hands were almost shaking. She looked away, down to the floor as she slipped the red silk from his waist. Sneff took a step back and pulled the shirt from her upper torso, setting it neatly on the corner of the bed. She reached back and similarly untied the barding from her long back that was nothing more than a tunic dress of sorts. She wore nothing else at all and knelt with her eyes down to keep herself from showing that her own cock was already pounding hard and the scent of her damp pussy flowed through the room like a blanket. "Master should lay down so slave can have a look easier."

Lone slid onto the bed so that his shaft was under his belly. He settled himself down so that he was comfortable. He was in the sex profession so the familiar scent from his pet let him know he should continue this tease. He ordered, "Pet. come up and have a look. It has needed attention for the past few days."

When Sneff leapt onto the bed, she straddled herself over Lone's parted legs. She couldn't help notice his rather large set of balls. Her breathing became ragged quickly but she did not want for her erection to be noticed. "Slave will be careful Master." She then sifted her fingers through his long tail looking for any cuts. There were none. Lone's tail just had the fur cut through with one sword.

Lone looked up and back for a moment and ordered. "My ass Sneff. I was sliced on my ass." His tone was in mock annoyance. His own interest was starting to peak with the inflation of his long shaft. He felt Sneff's hands sifting through his fur and let out a deep content rumble.

Sneff searched until she found the sealed and stitched cut. There was nothing odd or wrong with the cut. But she did not yet want to remove her hands. This was the closest she had ever come to fooling around with him. So with both hands, she sifted fully along the muscular curves of Lone's rear. But after only a few moments, a soft tingling sensation was felt on her member. She reflexively looked down only to see Lone's long plume tail laying on the mattress.

Lone looked back to Sneff with a smirk. "Is there a problem? How is the cut?" He kept his waist on the mattress making sure not to give Sneff any more of a peek yet. "Have you found it yet?"

Sneff froze in place. She stammered out, "It's healing fine Master. Slave had seen nothing out of the ordinary."

"So then why did you stop?" Lone said with a chuckle.

Sneff sat puzzled as Lone settled back down. Then there was that feeling again. But this time, she did not look. She was too scared to. For a moment, she stood over her master frozen as the delicate sensations flooded through her petite body.

Lone was thoroughly enjoying himself. His plume tail being one of his attributes that came out in the fox side of his half-breed bloodline, and being slightly prehensile, he just let the fur that was left stroke lightly along Sneff's cock. He commented, "Are you okay pet? I did not order you to stop."

Sneff stammered with her claws clutching into the sheets. She could not even find the ability to reply a peep. Her hands shook half from the pleasures rippling through her body and half of nervousness. "Does Master wish to use slaves body?" Was all she could come up with to say.

Lone stopped. He turned himself over, letting his thirteen inch staff visibly throb in front of Sneff's eyes. He said comfortingly, "Do I wish to use you? The answer to that question is no. However my pet, if you ask if I want share myself with you on a more intimate scale, that answer is yes." He had stopped with his tails tease and coaxed her closer with a wave of his finger.

Sneff was still frozen. Her eyes staring at the biggest cock she had ever laid eyes on. A long shudder ran down her spine before she finally looked up to meet Lone's eyes. What came next from her, even she didn't know why. "Slave loves you Master."

"I love you as well my pet. Now come up here." He said softly. "I am sorry I had not said so before. But in truth, I wanted to be close to you from the moment I had seen you on the ridge."

"Really Master?" She replied, walking up along the bed to his side.

"Yes Sneff. But the first lesson I want to teach you is that with myself and Mistress Corsi, you are no longer a slave." He stroked his hand along the soft fur on her head. "You do not have to speak to me as if I am superior to you. You may if you like however."

"Slave wishes to. Slave feels more secure with Master if she is allowed to speak like this. Slave liked being someones property. Slave would appreciate being your property." Sneff cuddled in close alongside her owner. Her eyes drifted down to his length once again and she continued, "Master, slave requests permission to ask a question."

Lone kissed Sneff on the top of her head. He glanced down along her sleek frame. She was indeed almost as tall as he with her extended torso and lay with her forepaw snuggled over his belly and her hand curled through his chest-ruff. "Go ahead my pet."

"Slave is not sure she would be able to take master inside her. Master is bigger than she is used to." Sneff took a slow and deep breath. "May slave be allowed to play a little with Master first?"

Lone shook his head with a light laugh. "Not yet my pet. For now, I want to play a little with you." He took her cheek in his hand and gently guided her lips to his. He held her warm in his arms and his firm lips took hers in a deep passion and affection like he would any of his mates.

Sneff had not once until that moment ever been kissed like that. She had been used and even kissed for a sexual release. But this was different. This felt better than anything she had experienced before. Her body melted against her master with a hardened affection she could not fathom. Her heart raced in her chest and an intense sensation welled up inside her, growing in the heat of that passionate kiss.

Lone could feel the pulsing length against his thigh. His arms held his new pet warm and snug like he would not soon let go of her. His lips held hers in a warm passion that he only held reserved for those he would spend his life with.

Sneff's heart burned in a throbbing fury. The intensity that burned within her raged to a deep tingle that coursed through her veins to a euphoric height. And then, all at once, she was filled with a familiar calmness that held her in a warm deep embrace. Her body almost seemed to glow in a blissful fury.

Lone blinked. He broke the kiss and looked down trying to suppress a smile. He looked back up at Sneff and commented lightheartedly, "Well my pet, you have been waiting awhile now haven't you?"

And at that moment, Sneff felt the damp sensation on her belly. She sat up and tried to hide her head down, burying her nose to her chest. "Slave is sorry Master. It's been several years since she had been with anyone."

"So then why would you be sorry pet?"

Sneff looked back up to the smiling folf. her ears were slicked back in her utter confusion. "Slave will be punished though."

Lone just shook his head and stroked his hand over her head. "Now why would you ever be punished for something like that? You are loved and cared for." Lone stopped for a moment and looked to Sneff. Deep into those warm eyes, Lone saw an inner need. Lone continued. "But I do believe that some sort of discipline would be in order. We will have you train with Mistress Corsi to work on your stamina. In the meantime..."

His statement drifting off and he rolled the chakat to her back, leaning his kiss down into her. He hovered over her with the thick ejaculation dripping lewdly from his thigh. He took her wrists in his hands and pinned them back to the mattress.

Sneff's eyes went stark wide for a moment. when her arms were pinned back, she didn't even so much as flinch. The kiss was enough to relax her. She felt blissfully helpless in the arms of a male she could love and obey unconditionally. Her heart was racing once again and soon, her thick cock was throbbing hard with Lone's hot pulsing staff leaning against hers.

Lone carefully let his lips kiss with sweet intimacy along her cheek and down her neck. He paused a moment and looked back into her eyes, "How long have you been without intimate contact my pet?" He reached down to both of their now cum lubricated cocks from Sneff's spontaneous release.

"Master, slave has only been with another chakat a few times." The chakat shuddered at the feelings rushing through her body. Her arms held her master tightly as she continued "The last time was several years ago Master." She bit hard to her lip as those warm feelings started quickly welling up inside her. "Master, slave is very sensitive still."

Lone pushed himself up and with a sly little grin, he said, "Then I will have to do something about that my pet." He looked into his new loves eyes for a moment and whispered, "No matter what happens pet, you are to keep your hands under the small of your back. Understand?"

Sneff just nodded her head with that intense flush burning her cheeks. She released her hold on her master and tucked her hands behind her. She couldn't help but wonder and worry about what her master was to do to her and the quivering of her body showed it.

Lone said nothing. His delicate kisses returned to her neck as he slid to her side. Lone's gentle kisses trailed down her neck. He traced his tongue down her chest to the warm peak of her nipple.

Sneff was not well endowed in her chest. A small rolling pair of hills to make an a-cup. But in making up for their size was their sensitivity. Sneff's body felt a surge of pleasure the instant she felt his tongue touch her erect nipple. She instinctively wanted to hold Lone but she had her orders and would not move her arms. The heat of her lust continued to drive her heart into a raging madness. She had not even noticed her masters hand heading south until her feminine sex felt that distinct touch on the sweet and tight folds of her sex.

Lone suckled lightly on his pets eager nipple while his fingers slid into the slick depths of her pussy. He looked up to his beautiful chakat pet in sheer admiration. He loved her. Even in the short weeks that he had known her, he could feel this closeness like this was not just any lover. This was his. He let his warm kisses work slowly down her belly while his fingertips began a light massage inside the petite beauty.

Sneff did not know what to make of everything. To everything she learned, slaves were to be used and worked. But here was her master, taking the time to pleasure her. She could no longer watch. Her eyes were closed tightly, all she could do and was allowed to do was feel. She felt her owners lips leave her bosom. She felt him working his way down in those sensual kisses. She felt him take her forepaw in his other hand and place a single kiss on the rough pad that her whole life was used in servitude to another mistress. She felt like nothing she had ever felt before. Even in fooling around with other slaves, they could never take the time like this.

Lone smiled up at his teased pet for just a moment. His own cock was pounding in his own need. It was almost too much for him not to just try and take his pet then and there. With as soaked as his hand was already, it would not be a hard task. But that would not be for later. Lone slipped his way down and gave a soft kiss to the throbbing tip of his pets shaft before gently pulling it into his maw. He let his tongue caress along the sensitive flesh encased within the warmth of his suckling throat, cleaning off the cream of her earlier release.

Sneff's eyes went wide with shock. Her body tensed up tight with another release on it's way. She has to stop it. Unlike most slave chakats, Sneff did not get the experience in their hasty orgies so she did not develop the high stamina like her friends. That coupled with the fact that she had not been with anyone in so long, she could not hold herself back for long. A soft whine escaped her as she dug her nails into the sheets and her four paws curled up into tight balls desperate to hold herself back.

Lone sucked on her length hard. He pumped his muzzle onto his pet in a relentless fervor. He may be somewhat oblivious to flirting at times but when it came down to knowing if his mate was close to orgasm, he was a pro. His long tongue enveloped around the nubbed tip of her shaft with his fingertips buried within, massaging delicately at her g-spot. He murred softly, sending light vibrations through her loins as he carefully watched his pet.

That did it. Sneff let out a deafening growl as her body exploded in a fury of passion and lust. Her cock and pussy quaked in the volcanic release with her seed nearly pouring into her masters cheeks. Her arms were forced from behind her, hugging herself as if to keep herself from tearing apart. It hastily became apparent that her master was not about to stop his attentions onto her.

Lone was going to give the first stamina lesson. That lesson being over-stimulation. Lone pumped his maw down Sneff's cock, having to pull his fingers from her depths. He grabbed a hold of her hind legs pinning them down to stop them from thrashing. The taste of Sneff's release was very sweet almost like a candy. It washed through his muzzle like a creamy icing. Lone looked up for just a second noting to himself that her hands had moved. He smiled to himself watching her forepaws clawing at the air and her head whipping from side to side as his tongue lapped at the hyper sensitive underbelly of her shaft.

The sensations of pleasure and over-stimulated ecstasy poured over her body. It almost felt like her fur was on fire. she tried to move her hindpaws but Lone's grip held them in place. And because she was on her back, without those two limbs, the other four would not be able to get her up. Her hands tore at the sheets to try and get help from this feeling. Then without warning, she felt that tenseness building inside her. She was scared to let it release this time. She snapped her hands to the bed with a thump and pulled hard on the sheets. Her forepaws slamming down and piercing the mattress under the blanket. Her back arced high, doing everything she could to keep from going over the edge.

Lone was not about to let her off the hook. He pulled on her cock like a vacuum with his skilled tongue swirling over the nubbed head of her cat-cock. His muzzle bobbed hungrily on that swollen shaft that he could feel pulsing against the roof of his maw. Lone could suck cock for hours. And he knew that Sneff would not be able to hold back for more than a few seconds.

Indeed Sneff could not hold back. Her body was shaking and shivering as she held on with every second ticking by as if it were an eternity. When at last the forced orgasm overtook her body, it felt as if her very soul was being sucked out through her cock. She let out a feral roar, her back slamming to the mattress and her fore-claws tearing up small sections of cloth from the mattress. Every fiber of her being felt like she had just been hit with a tidal wave until a blackness surrounded her and her body began an emergency blackout.

Sneff came to a few minutes later gasping with Lone laying next her her and his fingers tracing through her belly-fur. She turned her head to the side and looked up to her master in a state of disbelief. She still felt as if she was in an afterglow. Hr body tingled from head to toe and her body felt quite limp. She blinked slowly and whispered, "Did slave do good master?"

Lone just nodded slowly. "Yes my girl. My slave has done very well." He whispered back. "You have impressed me slave."

Sneff looked down at Lone's rock hard cock and then back up to him. "But Master hasn't cum yet. Slave wanted Master to play like that with her too." She looked up to him, finding the sheer will to reach up and press her hand to his cheek. "Please Master?"

Lone nodded his head, taking her hand in his own. He slipped over her and settled himself in. He kissed to her muzzle in the warmth of his own need and the obviousness of his pets. Even still, this was their first time together and Lone wanted to make it special. His thick erection rested heavy on Sneff's belly as he held her close. And at that moment, that one moment, he felt something he had not felt in a very long time. He felt more than just a kinship or a lover, but a closeness and a feeling that he had lost years before with Calli. And when Lone pressed his muzzle to hers once more, he did so with the deepest and most loved passions.

Sneff did not yet understand what had happened but she could definitely feel the change in his touch. Still, she wanted to feel him more than anything. With her body still in the sweet bliss of her orgasmic glow, she stroked her fingers down his back and wrapped both sets of paws around him, returning the warm kiss. She had already fallen in love with the oversized canine.

Their cocks pressed against one another, the pair kissed tenderly for what seemed like hours but it had only been a few fleeting minutes before Sneff whispered up to her master once more, "Please Master. Slave cannot take the wait any longer." She had a flush on her cheeks that was so apparent that it could be seen even through her white fur. Her fingers dug into the back of her master as she almost seemed to beg, "Please Master."

Lone whispered down to her with a delighted grin from ear to ear. "I love you my pet." He pulled himself up slightly and pressed the head of his shaft against the sweet tight entrance to her soaking wet sex. He held there for a moment with the warmth of six hands holding him close. It was not the first time but it was the most fulfilling. He kneaded the tip of his length at the entrance of her, already feeling the tightness of her depths. He leaned back down to her and bit lightly at the sweetness of her neck.

Sneff's body shook from the moment she sensed her masters cock against her tiny passage. The light bite at her neck sent her into a flurry of heated pleasure but the feelings she wanted were not inside her yet. She pushed her hindquarters up to Lone's shaft only able to squeeze another inch inside her sex. She could barely contain herself, the way her pussy was stretched wide and the tinge of pain she felt were intense. Her cock was somehow solid as stone in her heated glow, pressed between their two bellies. "Master. Slave wants more."

Lone was more than happy to comply. Her fem-sex was so tight and her body quivering, he wanted nothing more to bury his entire length in such a sweet snug pussy. The one thing he found difficult about himself. His thirteen inch cock could not fit inside almost everyone. Only a select few of the thousands of pets could take him so his own pleasure was normally sacrificed or at times, some would never want to be with him because his thickness hurt too much. So to have a pet stretched by his girth and want more filled him with an elation that went undescribed. He pushed his way inside, knowing in his mind that he would easily be too much for her to bear. But as inch by inch sank into her, the look on pain filled glee that filled her eyes proved him dead wrong.

Sneff was almost in tears. The feeling of being filled so completely overwhelmed her and the pain of being stretched to gaping from her masters thick shaft. Her body trembled from the heated sensations coupled with her own cock brushing along Lone's belly-fur. She clutched in tightly to her master and with a glazed look in her eyes, she gave a raspy whisper. "Master, slave is going to cum again."

It wasn't even enough time to blink never mind react. Lone first felt the vicelike grip on his cock followed by a small spurt of what remained of his slaves cream. Lone felt himself pulled swiftly up his pets body by all six of her limbs grabbing him tightly and forcing him in tightly. The serene feeling of his cock surrounded in warmth to the very hilt took him by shock. His jaw slack with the shudders of his slaves orgasm massaging his thick impaling member leaving him nearly immobile. It was almost all his strength to pull himself up to look into his slaves eyes.

Sneff's pain tore through her body. She felt as if her loins were on fire. But though some of the pain was from having the thirteen inches of folf cock imbedded inside her, the real pain came from the sheer force of that near instantaneous release. But with her body stretched beyond belief, the high peak of her orgasm was not coming down. The sensation was unbearably intense. Half of her begged the moment over and the other wanted it to last for days. She looked into Lone's nervous eyes. The eyes that had saved her life. The folf she longed for. She hugged him tightly in her arms blissfully letting those sensations rush over her body in the heat of her adoration. She whispered in her quiet tone, "Please Master?"

Lone did not need to hear any more. He slid his shaft slowly from Sneff's depths and eased his way back in to the hilt. His body shook from just the sheer pleasure of having his cock caressed over every inch. He bit down snug once again on Sneff's shoulder and neck just so he could hold on. He could feel his slaves heart pounding in her chest and her body shaking over from head to toe. He released his teeth even though he had only had them locked down for a few seconds and his long slender fox muzzle snuck down to cup over Sneff's needing nipple. His tongue lapped over the tip as the sheer hunger for his love began to overtake him.

Sneff's claws reflexively dug into her masters flesh. She was unable to speak at all with the heightened waves of a rippling orgasm crashing over her. She pushed her hips to meet with Lone's in a gentle rhythm. She could feel every inch of his massive member inside her almost enough to make her underbelly bulge out. Her cock still trying to blast cum was spasming with just the occasional driblet of semen but other than that, she was totally devoid of any fluids. Her fem-sex however was sopping wet with her constant release. Nothing before in her life felt this beautiful. She faded in and out of consciousness as each passing shot of her heat tore through her.

Lone could last for a very long time. But not under this pressure. He eased himself within his pet once more to the hilt before slipping totally from within her. His throbbing member was almost purple with his need. He looked down to her as he bit back a little of the pain of her claws and with one single swift push, buried his cock into her. His tail whipped back and forth in the sheer magnitude of his lust. His mind slowly slipping from reality, and the feral warrior slid through. He pulled back and reeled into Sneff's sex again with a hard slam into her pulsating clit.

Underneath, the chakat was not quite ready for this. She went wide eyed as her depths clenched around her masters cock even on the first slam into her. Somehow through her body's shuddering sensations, she managed to churr, "Master. Please. My Lord. I ... I ... Oh God something's happening." Those words were never truer. That heated sensation of her over stimulation started to overwhelm her. The pressure built inside her body like an overfilled water balloon. But this time, in Lone's position for leverage to pump into her depths, he was not even so much as brushing at Sneff's cock.

The animal inside Lone thrust himself into Sneff in a reckless abandon. So tight and so beautiful was his new lover, that he could not help himself. It was like her body was made for him and him alone. He leaned his head back with a lustful howl that echoed down the corridors of the ship and out into the salty air of the night. He took her forepaws in his hands for more leverage and thrust lewdly with his thick balls slapping against Sneff's soaking wet fur.

That did it. Sneff's peak slammed into her even more intense than the first time. She lost total control of her body and her claws dragged through Lone's fur and cut into his flesh. She growled out in the heat of such a release it could give someone a heart attack. She snapped her head back at once as the pressure just continued to build even as she was cumming. Her cock felt like it could flood but there was no seed to be released and with the head of her length just flaring and her sack clenching to push out something that was not there, the threatened to implode. Her pussy shuddered with such a force that if Lone were not as long as he was, he would likely have had his cock's life squeezed from him.

Lone could no longer take anymore. He felt that rippling sex massaging him into a fast approaching peak. He took in a deep breath, clutching his claws into the pure white fur of his slave just seconds before his balls pushed every ounce of seed he had stored up from several nights of waiting. All those moments where he slept dreaming about her came to fruition in the one solid powerful release. His cock still buried inside his pet, and the pressure around the pair of them, his seed had nowhere to go but stay inside her. His heart stopping explosive orgasm left his body limp and his mind spinning. In all his years, he had not cum like that ... ever. He fell against his pet and collapsed off to her side like a wet rag.

Sneff just lay there with Lone's shaft still half buried inside her. She panted for her breath just laying there unmoving for several minutes. She looked to her master with a soft glow in her cheeks. She felt the boiling thick cum soothing her sex even as Lone's nearly limp arm reached to slide his length from her. An aftershock pierced through her and she clutched tightly to her master feeling as if she had just had another orgasm. She purred, "Master, did slave do well?"

Lone took a moment to catch his breath. He rolled onto his back, pulling Sneff to his chest. "You did wonderful my pet. I am more than pleased with you." He teased his fingers through her mane as he lay back with his head on the pillow.

Sneff looked up to Lone wearing a bright smile. She felt an elation surging through her veins. Her master was pleased. She lay down holding Lone tightly in her arms. She did not want to fall asleep. With her head tucked into his chest, Sneff asked quietly, "Master? May slave ask a question?"

Lone just lay, basking in the warmth of his own pleasure. "Pet, you do not..." Lone stopped for a moment remembering what she had told him earlier. "You may ask slave."

Sneff kissed to his chest and nuzzled in warm. "Can Master teach slave how to use her muzzle like Master?"

Lone raised his head, looking down to her. He had not expected that as a question. "Well ... of course I can slave. I can instruct you tomorrow evening."

"Will Master teach slave now?" Sneff asked as she kissed affectionately at his chest once more. The chakat, even after all she had been through tried on her shaky limbs to move but her sheer exhaustion made it far too difficult.

"Slave, you need to rest. We have a long trip back home and plenty of time to practice. I will teach you in the morning."

Sneff settled herself in as content as ever. She kissed him lightly one last time before sleep took her body over.

"Good night my slave." Lone whispered to her as he too fell into slumber.

To be continued......

Lone, Corsi, Krana, and this story

are copyright Joey Porter

Nita, Nidaja, Alps and Misty

are copyright Terry Perryman

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