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Here you go, sorry for the extended delay in this one appearing. Big Thankies to again to my editor of BD.

Chapter 19.

Heather rolled over in the bed and nearly tipped Owen off the mattress when the little brass bell tinkled above them on the call bar. She glanced at the clock, wondering at the early time with some consternation. "What's up love?" Owen asked as he awoke.

"I don't know...Lady Elizabeth is calling me."

"Early isn't it?" Owen queried as he kissed her lightly.

"That is what worries me...I hope the master hasn't hurt her again," the cheetah replied as she quickly slipped out of the bed and wiped her crotch of the previous evenings residues with a damp cloth before hastily dressing in her uniform. She combed her head hair and ear tufts before bending to kiss her lover...and now fiancée. "I will let you know of course, 'mate.' I cannot believe we left it so long before we considered the possibility before."

"Thank the Lady for me please...this old fool here is delighted that he has the chance of his own children now." Owen said returning the kiss, breaking it only when Heather turned and grabbed her first aid supplies from the cupboard by her quarters` door.

"That is if she is in a condition to ask."

"Malaprop would have to assign it though...do you think he will disapprove? He does know about our liaisons, but the news of us making it official might come as a shock to him," he asked as he turned to rise himself, naked in the single windows light.

"He will not question it if Lady Elizabeth approved it. We will keep it from the Master until it is mentioned. Why do you not break the water and tell Malaprop when you see him?"

"I will do so 'mate.' Owen replied smiling as she blew him a kiss before leaving to find out about the early summons. He glanced at the bin next to the bed, and skipped around the room in joy as the destroyed packets of female suppressants graced his eyes again. 'He was one lucky old chap,' he thought to himself as he picked up his shed clothes from the happiest night of his life...

~~~~

Heather knocked on Lady Elizabeth's suite and entered when she heard her acknowledgement from within. She glanced at both the dragoness in the undisturbed bed, and the tightly closed door between the suites. There was no scent of arousal, blood or sex in the air either. "What can I do to help you ma'am?" The cheetah enquired as she placed the first aid kit on the floor by the door.

"Master Lance took a medical dictionary to his suite last night. I half fear that he may be seeking a solution to his impotence after yesterday's brief interlude. I am half happy as well. It has been bothering me all night in my sleep, but I didn't want to disturb you dear after the permissions I gave you over Owen...What was his response?" Elizabeth asked smiling.

Heather flushed, "Enthusiastic," she replied as she approached the bed. "He sends his thanks to you with the news has accepted my proposal."

"That is good news Heather...I will endeavor to ensure that you are happy as I promised."

"Thank-you ma'am," the cheetah replied, "How may I be of service to you this morning then...do you require some calmers to help you get more rest?"

"No...I had sufficient sleep even if it was disturbed by dreams. I wish for you to help me determine if I will be glad for, or be wary of a repeat performance from Lance. After you suggested that you may be able to clear things up for me in regards to the missing aspect of my sexual education, I decided to call on you before he awakes." Elizabeth looked away for the moment, and Heather could catch the slight flush in her cheeks as well.

"Are you sure Lady?" Heather asked.

"I am sure Heather...and call me Elizabeth while we are in private. Calling me Ma'am or Lady in the next hour or so will make me sound like a brothel-keeper," she grinned at that and Heather stifled a giggle.

"Very well Elizabeth," the cheetah replied and carefully doffed her uniform and laid it over one of the chairs next to the dressing table before turning naked to approach her mistress on the bed.

Elizabeth was staring at her maid with interest, and not just a little envy. She had never seen another female naked since sharing baths with her nurses as a hatchling. She was only two years her junior, but she still looked to be in only her thirties. Wide muscular hips joined onto a waspish waist and powerful legs. A well-defined torso and two firm C cup breasts covered with the tawny fur and rosettes that defined her breed abutted her taught shoulders and toned arms. Not a spare ounce of flesh was evident anywhere in the body presented to her, and she thought privately that Owen was very lucky indeed to be granted the cheetah's hand. If she were judge of physiology...she would place a bet that her offspring with Owen would be world class athletes with the right financial backing; she would ensure that they would get it as well if they wished for it. "Ahem, why are you naked?" Elizabeth asked as her eyes were drawn unavoidably down to the lighter fur and mound below her maids belly.

"Because I do not have a change of uniform with me up here, and it would become contaminated if my service to you this morning is satisfactory...Elizabeth," she said as she pulled the silk sheet down off the dragoness, exposing her own nakedness. She of course was more than familiar with it, having seen her every day for over twenty five years that way while dressing and providing first aid after Lorraine, Elizabeth's previous dragon-maid had resigned pleading issues and Heather had been promoted from the general staff to take her place. The issues became apparent after the first time she was summoned after Master Lance had been in...She had nearly quit then herself.

"Very well...I was just a little surprised that's all. You have a beautiful body for someone your age." Elizabeth said as Heather took a seat on the bed next to her.

"Thank you Elizabeth...it comes of working as I do. It keeps me in shape. Do you want to begin?" she asked as she placed a hand on the dragoness' thigh.

"Yes, but we must remain quiet so as not to wake Lance..." she replied looking towards the suites conjoining door.

Heather reached behind her and pulled a pillow from its case, handing Elizabeth the silk cover, "Unless I have lost my practice, bite on this when I bring you to your peak." She grinned and without further ado bent and gripped one of her mistress' breasts in her teeth playing her sand-papery tongue over the sensitive scales and nipple as she traced her claws across her vent as Elizabeth leant back into the remaining pillows, a smile on her face...

~~~~

Malaprop answered the bell summons from Lance's suite. The previous day had been uneventful after the surprise in the morning. He had obviously been quite tired after his visit to Elizabeth's rooms, and he had been happy, but quiet for the rest of the day. All the required paperwork was now in the dining room for the family to look over, so there was little else to do other than await the arrival of Gertrude who had phoned to say that she would be flying in late. He opened the door to find Lance already sitting up in bed and reading a medical dictionary that he had obvious collected from the manors library the night before. He had his glasses on, which was all the more unusual. "Morning Sir," Malaprop greeted him.

"Morning Malaprop. Could you phone Dr. Johnson for me and see if he can fit me in for a home visit this afternoon before Gertrude arrives," Lance replied without looking up from the tome.

"Is anything wrong Sir?"

"No no, just something that I need to ask him about. It appears that according to this, though I may not still be fertile...I shouldn't be struggling to perform so to speak."

"May I speak freely Sir?" The black dragon asked.

"Well yes...of course you can Malaprop. I have always listened before, even if I have ignored you!"

Malaprop grinned at the attempt on humour, "I will admit I did wonder about your lack of sexual activity...Sir. After all, I am only a couple of years your junior and I still have a quite happy sex-life."

"Hmmph! Don't rub that in please...some things are still not to be mentioned. May I ask why you have failed to bring your concerns over me, to me in the past? You have never kept personal issues from me before...other than the most obvious one." Lance replied looking up.

"I will admit to two reasons Sir, the first being my concern over Lady Elizabeth's health. Until yesterday, Sir, you were not a kind lover...and as such I did not feel that anything that would prolong her suffering at your hands was appropriate."

"She has mentioned something to you in the past?" Lance asked dangerously, his tone darkening.

"No, but I run the household accounts, as you know. A large number of first aid supplies were requested by Heather and the maid that preceded her while you were still visiting the Lady regularly. As were the new mattresses for the Lady's suite every three to four weeks. I obviously questioned the need and they had no choice but to inform me. There have been no further requests for a few years and, therefore, considering all things, I did not raise the subject with you. Lady Elizabeth deserved to be left alone, and as dragons age, it is harder to heal ourselves. You may have forced her into an early grave if it had continued. Then questions would have been asked by the authorities."

Lance frowned, but nodded, "And the second reason?" he asked.

"Before this last forty eight hours, what would your response have been to me questioning your prowess in bed?" Malaprop asked flatly.

The frown turned into a half smile, "Good point Malaprop. Our working relationship could only be stretched so far so to speak. You would likely have been out on your tail before the question was complete...if not bagged and tagged." He showed his teeth in the reading lights illumination, the closest he had come to a full smile for an age in Malaprop's presence. "Why your change of attitude by the way?"

"Because I questioned the lateness of your awakening yesterday, and I entered your suite. It was apparent from the noises and scents coming from the Lady's through the open door between them, that you did not require disturbing, and that for the first time the meeting was a mutual one. I may be gay Sir, but it does not mean that I am unfamiliar with the scent a female produces when she is enjoying herself."

"So you did not intervene...would you have done so if that was otherwise?"

"No Sir, I would have just prepared Heather for a summons and possibly put the doctor on call myself. Lady Elizabeth is now nearing fifty and as mentioned before, unlikely to be able to reach and heal herself. She is also unlikely to call upon my services to do so as the only other dragon in the household. Some of the dragon maids we had, before being made redundant, performed the services that her personal maid and the medical supplies couldn't deal with in the past."

Lance nodded, "I did not know that my activities with Elizabeth were not private."

"They would not have been talked about amongst the staff if they had been normal activities Sir."

"Very well, I hereby assure you that as yesterday was satisfying for me as well...I will be gentle in the future if my issues are solvable." Lance said as he placed the book to one side and took his glasses off. "Do you have any suggestions as to what may be the problem before I pay for Johnson's services?"

"You have always been fit and healthy as long as have served you Sir, so no. I use stimulants on occasions, but that is due to circulation issues. I would not advise that without a consultation with a medical professional though first."

Lance nodded again and pushed his sheets aside in order to rise from the bed, "Very well, make that appointment for me if you can. I have not had a checkup for a few years anyhow other than for my sight. Tell him is for my 'MOT' so to speak. I will bring up the question myself."

"I will do so Sir...What will you be wanting for breakfast?" Malaprop asked as he dressed Lance in a smart casual fashion so that he was suitable for both the visiting Doctor and his sister's arrival.

"Oh, just toast and cheese. I would hazard a guess that Johnson may want to manipulate me somewhat, and I do not want to be full for that." Lance replied as he slipped his feet into a pair of house slippers.

"I will call the doctor then and serve you in the study when Lady Elizabeth arises."

"Is she not up yet?"

"I do not believe that I have heard Heather summoned."

"Oh...it is only that I heard some activity earlier. I thought she may have risen before me."

"If she has Sir, she has not come downstairs yet."

"Very well, find Heather and ask her to awaken and ready her for the day. We need to make sure we know exactly what we will be presenting to my siblings tomorrow morning."

"I will do so Sir," Malaprop replied as Lance left the suite in order for him to repair the bed for the day.

A few seconds later the door opened between the suites and he looked up to see Heather looking a little mussed peering through it. "No need to find me Sir...The lady required my presence a couple of hours ago," the cheetah said quietly.

"Oh," Malaprop said sniffing the air that was leaking through from Elizabeth's suite, smelling the pheromones of sex carrying on it, "I take it there was not a problem?"

"No...No problem Sir," Heather replied flushing a little.

"How much of the conversation between the Master and I did you overhear...I am aware of course that the Lady usually listens in."

"M...most of it Sir," Heather replied flushing again, "I had finished at that point my aiding of Lady Elizabeth."

"Ask the Lady if she would like me to clue the doctor into not helping Master Lance with his issue then," Malaprop smiled as Heather beamed and withdrew for a second, Malaprop catching a few whispered words while he was drawing the curtains.

"She says that after yesterday and this morning, she would like to take the risk of Lance regaining some of his spirit," Heather replied when she appeared again.

"Very well...I suggest that you and the Lady shower before you run into the master though," Malaprop tapped his nose meaningfully; "He is awaiting her presence in the study for breakfast."

Heather blushed again, and withdrew closing the door firmly. Malaprop grinned to himself and closing the suite up for the day, he descended to the kitchen, stopping in the hall to make the call to the private physician, who agreed to the house call at two thirty that afternoon. There was a soft 'thwupp,' as the automatic vacuum tube from the letterbox on the front gate deposited a letter into the house tray by the door. Another security measure that had been installed in Lance's refit of the manor. The black dragon picked up the letter, observing it was addressed to both Lance and Elizabeth in the most delightful quill written calligraphy. He couldn't guess who it was from, so he placed it on the breakfast tray when he went into the kitchen. It was up to them to open it as it was obviously personal.

****

Jools was just getting dressed when a message arrived on his phone,

"Morning brother, Gerty here,

Can you round up the other old farts for a get together tonight at Alan's place...you know The Bent Wing or whatever it is called? Reckon that a con-flab is in order before I show my face in the old grouch's lair. I seem to only have old numbers for them, but I know you haven't changed yours because of your businesses. Let's say around seven if they can all make it. I know it means you taking the night off, but you need to be awake in the morning anyhow. See you at about five at your apartment, I have a tailwind and these old wings are still capable of some speed.

Kisses to Adam,

Gertrude."

Jools shook his head...what the hell that Moroccan sheik saw in her when he mated with her he would never know. Flirty, shirty, Gerty was what he and his brothers all knew her as...but she was a millionaire in her own right now, and she had set Arthur and her other kids up in life. "Hey Adam, I should have mated with a millionaire, not you!" Jools called into the other room, teasing.

"I did," Adam called back laughing...starting Jools off. "I am guessing that message is from your sister."

"Yes...she has just told me to take the night off, organize the others minus Lance to meet at Alan's pub, and that she will be landing here at around five," Jools replied as he buttoned a shirt on.

"I am guessing that she didn't ask, she just stated as usual?"

"You got it...better get a couple of extra steaks out of the freezer...she is flying herself in again."

"She is going to end up in an early grave trying her body on a thousand mile flight at her age," the wolf answered, worried as Jools walked into the lounge.

"I would guess that as you can't text and fly, she is probably somewhere on the other side of the channel at the moment having stopped over. Nothing we can do to stop her now anyway."

"Mmm, you want me to pull a sickie on your staff for you?" Adam asked grinning.

"No, I will do it myself. They know about the meeting in the morning so they will be half expecting it. I will round the others up as ordered as well!"

Adam laughed and turned back to the accountancy ledgers as Jools started typing out messages into his phone.

****

The night had been wonderful...just like when they were first mated. They had nodded off at around midnight though...rather than the early hours like they used to. Opting for breakfast at the sandwich van again, they had caught the pre-booked train and travelled as planned to Weston, hopping in a cab to The Swinging Sett. Not much had passed between them at that point, just the odd word, the loving caress and the occasional stolen kiss. Ruth was pretty much as happy as he had ever been in his life, and Jess he was sure was just the same.

They walked arm in arm up the front steps at just gone one in the afternoon, carrying their suitcases before stopping at reception to check in. "Good afternoon, Mr. and Mrs. Ruatha here, I spoke to Alice on Tuesday about slipping us in somewhere." Jessica addressed the bespectacled mole that was currently holding fort at the desk.

"Good afternoon...congratulations on your joining." The mole answered after seeing they were in the bridal suite.

"Oh, we have been mated for over ten years, but it was the only suite available at this short a notice," Jessica replied grinning, causing the mole to look away embarrassed.

A voice was heard coming from the rear office and Alice appeared smiling, "Good afternoon Jessica, Mr. Ruatha, welcome back. Don't mind Cleo, she is only covering from a temp agency," she turned to the mole, "Where is Stefan to help with the luggage?" she asked her.

"Erm, he went upstairs with the two gentlemen that checked in last night. They said they had a problem that they wanted looking into in the bedroom... I offered to call for you, but he declined saying that it was something he could handle," Cleo replied looking worried.

"Ah, right. Keep a note of how long he is will you, and then input the number of hours he was missing in the special section of the gentleman's room tag please. I will escort Mr. and Mrs. Ruatha up to the bridal myself." She turned and grabbed a pair of keys from the peg board hanging behind the counter. They had a couple rabbits kissing nose to nose on the tag, forming the shape of a heart. "Sorry about the ring, I can lose it if you want while you are here," the badger said to Jessica as she lifted the wooden partition in the reception bar and stepped through, picking up the two cases like they were empty and heading for the stairs.

Ruth and Jessica laughed, "I am sure that we can put up with the key ring Alice for the next few days. We won't be out and about that much anyway." Jessica reassured her as they climbed the stairs.

"Okay then, speaking of out and about. When would you like to receive Harry and me?" Alice said as she paused at the door nearest the top of the staircase.

Jessica glanced at Ruth who smiled, knowing that certain strings had obviously been pulled for the room, "Would tonight be too soon for you to get cover? We intend on making the most of the weather and going to the beach tomorrow," Jessica replied after getting his unspoken agreement.

"Mmm, I will see what I can do. Should be easier tonight than getting cover tomorrow anyway as it is Thursday. I will let you know when you come down for your evening meal." Alice opened the suites door as she spoke and handed the keys to Ruth.

"Ah speaking of that, do you have the number for Giovanni's? Although I ate there with Amy and Stefan, Ruth never got to sample his superb cuisine. I guessed that tonight would be quieter than the weekend and he may have a table."

"I do...so you will not be eating here tonight then?" Alice asked as the two dragons followed her into the suite.

"Probably not if he has a table available. We will eat in Friday and Saturday though," Jessica replied, "If that is okay?"

"That's fine. I will pull a string myself and reserve the table for you down there. That young Romeo has been stealing my kitchen`s custom for years, but as he has no sleeping accommodation, he points any couple up the hill to me in return who want somewhere to stay the night. We all work together around here to keep business healthy," Alice winked. "Now you will find this suite almost identical to the one you stayed in last week. It has a slightly better view, a balcony, but I ask you not to launch from it for safety as the wind comes up the cliff and causes back blow. The wet-room is a little larger as well." Alice gestured towards the bed, "You will also observe that the bed is a tad more ornate and a four poster. Please if you invite Jane and Janet in again try not set them off. The varnish is still drying in the other suite."

Jessica laughed and Ruth looked a little puzzled, "The skunk twins who are maids here," she whispered to Ruth who grinned when he realized what must have happened. She turned to Alice, "I doubt that their services will be required, unless you have a pair of male twins on your payroll that I don't know about."

"I am afraid that I don't. I thought that you did not share yourself with males other than Ruth anyway?" Alice asked, "That's what the girls and Stefan told me anyhow."

"As a rule no, but Ruth and I are now swinging as a couple due to an incident that happened to him in Australia. So you can tell Harry that I expect him to be fit for purpose as a host...if you catch my drift." Jessica grinned, "I also hope you are used to stretching a little."

Alice looked at Ruth, "I am sure that we can accommodate you," she replied, running her hand down Ruth's front. "I will go and twist Gio's tail for you now. Seven o'clock suit?" she asked.

"Seven should be fine, we should back in time for plenty of fun then," Jessica replied smiling.

"I will see what I can do then...enjoy the afternoon," Alice bowed and left the room, leaving a lingering scent of badger muskiness behind.

Jessica laughed as the door closed, "I told you, you have the ability to get any female you want love...she is old and just about as experienced as you could ever get, and yet she is still excited about getting you in bed!"

"I told you before, I could live quite happily with you alone love," Ruth replied kissing her.

"I know...that's why I insist on sharing you." She returned the kiss. "Now do you want to unpack first, or do you want to play in the wet-room with me so we will be fresh for the meal and later?"

"Unpack and then play I think...that way we won't have to rush things," Ruth replied, placing his case on the bed and flicked it open, starting to lay his clothes out for the wardrobe and draws.

"Suits me love," Jessica replied, doing the same, carefully keeping her surprise for him hidden though until she was ready to initiate him... 'Maybe Saturday,' she thought to herself.

****

Malaprop delivered Lance and Elizabeth's breakfast to the study, along with the message over the doctor's appointment and the mysterious envelope. "What's this?" Lance queried picking up the unexpected mail.

"It arrived a few minutes ago via the normal post, Sir. It is obviously hand written, and from the return address from a personage of substance in Cheshire. I was not sure if you or Lady Elizabeth would be concerned with it, so I decided not to open it and deliver it to you." Malaprop replied.

"Mmm," Lance looked at the addressee's, "Do you know anyone in Cheshire Elizabeth?" he asked after a few seconds. "The Knowles name is not one that is known to me...this looks like an invite."

"I don't I am afraid...is it one of our old circle that has moved or mated since we started declining invitations to social gatherings a few years ago?" she asked as she sipped her tea.

"I am sure we would have heard of a mating, we still get the invites to those ceremonies after all, even if we decline." He slipped a talon under the envelopes flap and sliced it open neatly, extracting the embossed paper out from within and squinting at it. "Damn, left my glasses upstairs, you read it Beth," he cursed, handing the example of an exquisite piece of calligraphy over to her.

Elizabeth read Geraldine's letter with a neutral expression on her face, keeping her internal thoughts from Lance for the time being. She was unsure what to do exactly, but he would need an explanation. She would also guess that unless she disposed of it, Lance would read it later and discover her perfidy. "Well it is an invite from Owen and Geraldine Knowles, which from the watermark I assume to be of vulpine stock. They, or should I say from the hand, Lady Knowles wishes us to attend the last garden soiree of the season next Saturday at Endon Hall, their family seat..."

"Mmm, well that is out of the question. She must just be sending notes to random people from Burkes. I know neither an Owen nor a Geraldine...or even any vulpines come to think of it." Lance interrupted her. "Send a standard letter declining the invite Malaprop and then get Elizabeth to sign it..."

"I do not think so, I think we may wish to accept, Lance," Elizabeth said, interrupting him in turn.

"And why would we want to do that?" he asked.

"Because of who else is on the guest list, providing they accept...Ruth and Jessica Ruatha."

Lance looked up sharply, "Our Jessica is moving around in the Cheshire set?"

"It would appear so. It also appears that Lady Knowles has only just discovered her lineage and is acting as a bridge builder, so to speak. She asks that should we attend, no scenes are to be created that may disturb her other guests."

"Mmm, well until tomorrow is over we cannot decide, but I believe that I am willing to risk an appearance with you and Malaprop in attendance. I assume that a third 'guest' would be acceptable from our party if an explanation is offered," Lance mused.

"Malaprop's appearance would be at the Lady Knowles' discretion of course. I do not think there would be a problem with it though." Elizabeth turned to Malaprop, "I suggest that you pencil it into our diary and look into possible transport arrangements."

"I will do so Ma'am..." Malaprop replied looking to Lance for approval.

He nodded, "Very well, though don't respond to the Knowles' invite until we know the outcome of the family meeting."

"As you wish, Sir," Malaprop replied, taking the letter back for the address.

Lance's phone burbled in his pocket and he pulled it out, handing it to Elizabeth to read the message, "Your sister Gertrude will be arriving after nine tonight. She doesn't require an evening meal as she is meeting with your other siblings this evening before joining us." Elizabeth read out.

"That's typical...I could crash the meeting as I'll bet it is at The Bent Wing, but much as I hate to admit it, we could do with a lift and it would be bad form. Just make sure the lodge is completely ready Malaprop."

"I will instruct Owen and Heather to do so Sir, but I must go shopping for provisions today. We do not have enough in the larder to feed them all for the day."

"Ah, speaking of Heather and Owen, Lance. I have given them my blessing to mate while under our employment. They have been in a relationship for some time and I have sponsored them the right to have children before it is too late for Heather to conceive." Elizabeth said firmly, staring at him.

"B...but..." Lance started.

"No buts Lance, it is done. Heather has been in our employ for as long as I have been your mate, Owen almost as long. It is about time the manor become a home again, and not just an empty shell."

Lance paused, not sure if he should allow Elizabeth the freedom, "I suppose that you will want start accepting invites again if our circumstances improve as well?" he replied grumpily after a few seconds.

"Only if we are able to throw them ourselves in return. It would be intolerably rude to accept invites and not reciprocate. That was the reason, of course, that you instructed Malaprop to decline them in the first place." Elizabeth countered.

"Very well, on your head be it. Malaprop told them that they may open up one of the larger servant's rooms for dual occupancy if they wish, but it must be in their own time." Lance stated firmly, "Now let us continue with our preparations before my physician arrives." He stood and headed into the dining room with Elizabeth following.

Malaprop collected the breakfast items and headed back out towards the kitchen. He ran into Heather who was carrying some cleaning gear, "Congratulations on yours and Owen's news. Lance has granted his permission for you and Owen to open up one of the dual rooms for your own...though Lady Elizabeth had to pressure him a little. Lady Gertrude will be arriving at around nine this evening, so please ensure that the lodge is ready for then."

The cheetah looked startled for a few seconds, but then beamed, "Thank-you Malaprop, I will admit to being a little worried over the outcome of the Lady's promise. Owen and I will probably take the cooks room so our call bells will still be audible."

"That is well then. I will be out shopping for supplies later; do you need anything?"

"Just laundry powder I think...I have maybe one wash day left."

"I will add it to my list. Good luck with conceiving as well," Malaprop winked and then left before Heather could reply, leaving her standing with her jaw hanging loose.

****

Ruth kissed Jessica as they dressed for the evening meal at Giovanni's. A few hours earlier, Alice had phoned up to the room confirming a table at six forty-five. "You ready love?" he asked.

"I will be in a minute...Are you sure you are okay about accepting his invite?" she replied as she gently rubbed on one of her face scales with a cloth in order to remove a minor blemish.

"I am a tad nervous I will admit, but as long as he and his daughter understand that I do not swim well, then I am curious as to the experience," Ruth responded, running a hand down her neck in unconscious affection.

She leaned back into him, "I will instruct him to ensure you do not drown!"

Ruth laughed, "Very well then...I will act as their living, breathing, white rubber duck then. I will be something to tell the kids about anyway."

"When they are old enough of course," Jessica responded laughing with him and nuzzling his neck.

"I know it is in the future, but when would you consider them old enough dear?" He ran a hand over her belly gently. "I was given no instructions in the arts of love until I met you."

"Mmm, girls when they start their cycles, and boys when they express an interest. Sex, as you have discovered is not a taboo. When they are able I will undertake to ensure no accidents happen between consenting parties. Why do you ask love?"

"Oh I don't know. After what you told me about the dolphins I almost got the impression that you considered it to be an acceptable practice..." Ruth answered honestly.

Jessica laughed, "I assure you that I will not have sex with our sons, nor ask you to do the same with our daughters! However, I do not believe love or lust can be dictated by age. As long as both parties consent and are not of disparate ages. Dracos willing, we will be in a position to ensure they are in the best educational institutes available and I assure you that boarding schools will teach them more about life than text books! It would be remiss of us to neglect that part of their personal education."

Ruth grinned, "You can certainly provide demonstrations of technique via your products..."

"What do you mean? I aim to always be open with them. They will see us together and me with my customers from the day that they hatch. I seriously doubt that illustrations will be required," she interrupted, kissing him again.

"Ha ha, you will have them too embarrassed to bring friends home!"

"Oh, I don't know. I used to watch the maids and under-butlers get it on with each other...then of course I joined in. Most of my friends of the same social circle were the same..." she tailed off looking a little wistful.

"Do you miss it darling?" Ruth asked quietly.

"Miss what?"

"Miss being with others of your breeding...your social circle?"

"No...Never while I have you. Real love is so much more of a security than the false graces and politeness of high society. I have friends like Geraldine Knowles who invite us to their parties, so I still know how to behave," she grinned evilly, smacking his ass, "I can take it or leave it, which is why I am as successful in selling to people like Hermione, as I am to people like Geraldine."

Ruth placed a talon on her nose, "Then let's go and pimp me out to a curious dolphin then!"

They both burst out laughing and left the suite arm in arm, still giggling as they walked past the bemused mole in reception.

****

Jools and Adam looked up as a flapping of wings sounded on the balcony followed by a gentle tapping. Adam grinned and stood to open the French doors. "Good afternoon Lady Gertrude," he greeted the pale red dragoness who was awaiting entrance, "Still not using the front door?"

"Ah get away you old poofter. Family don't need to announce themselves, and since when did you ever call me Lady Gertrude in the last twenty or so years. You make me feel like an old spinster!" Gertrude replied grinning, chucking her overnight bag at Adam.

"Oh let up on him Gerty!" Jools interrupted, enveloping her in a hug, "You are looking well sis. It has been to long you know."

"Ah get off; you know how I like to tease the two of you. I suppose it has been a couple of years. Phillipe and I tend to stay down in the Med and the Caribbean now. Helps keep the old bones and muscles supple," she stretched her wings out to make the point, "Besides Arthur and Giuseppe keep us updated on old Blighty."

"You should still come up every now and again though. Touch base and all that with the family. If you had stuck your nose in at the manor you may have been able to sniff out Lance's problems before now. You know how he always listened to you..."

"Ha! He only bloody listened when I set him up with the other society girls who fancied some dragon scales between their thighs! How bad are things anyway?" Gertrude asked laughing.

"I would rather discuss that with you all at the pub in an hour or so. I am not meant to reveal all, and you must not let Lance get any more ammunition to throw in my direction. He found out about Adam and me on Monday."

Gerty glanced at Adam, who nodded, "Ah, at least he didn't sic 'The Black Ghost' on you," she commented.

"He tried to, but he refused his orders."

"Malaprop refused to do something Lance told him to?" Gertrude asked shocked.

"He revealed himself to be gay as well. I honestly thought that Lance was going to have an attack of apoplexy." Jools laughed, Adam and Gertrude joining in.

"Well well well, that is a surprise. I wonder if he still allows Malaprop to dress him." Gertrude said after a few minutes, giggling again.

"I have no idea, but he has no-one else. Owen is not a trained manservant," Adam interjected.

"All the other staff are gone?"

"Yes, apart from Heather, Elizabeth's maid," Jools answered.

"Things are well and truly wrong then. Lance would never put up with that level of discomfort if he had the choice. I assume the manor is mainly closed up...only a few rooms heated etc.?"

"I don't know Gerty. I avoid the place as much as I can. I couldn't risk a slip like I made on Monday," Jools replied.

"Speaking of Monday...what were you doing there? I had a message from Arthur, but it didn't make complete sense."

"Jessica showed up in London with her mate. He was attending a board meeting at Overland where Arthur is the main shareholder. He deduced that Ruth Ruatha was mated with Jessica, and invited the whole board for a meal at my restaurant. You know that Lance has been trying to track Jessica down since the revelation over James. Lance refuses to see anyone not of true breeding, so Arthur asked me to inform him on his behalf," Jools filled her in.

"Stupid bastard...Just because Philippe and I didn't produce a true colour because of his parents doesn't mean Arthur is any less of true breeding than you or I. I'd give it another few generations and I reckon all dragons will be brown or muddy in colour. The main families have been marrying for love now for too long. Soon a true scale colour will be the rarity and a recessive gene," she paused grinning, "I have met the new princess of Monaco you know, an ex-servant tigress from India where the third Prince took a holiday and fell in love. The cubs that are expected are a fifty-fifty mix of fur and scales if the gossip about the scans is true!"

"Will she carry to term?" Adam asked looking startled.

"Well I would hope so...they are due in the next month and both mother and unborns are healthy as far as I have heard. Dragon seed will take anywhere as you know, though healthy cross-species children are rare. The mothers normally abort during pregnancy... dragon mothers too. We have a few on our staff. Very loyal as they find interacting with the wider public a little difficult due to prejudices."

"I have never met a dragon cross here in London," Adam commented, "Of course there are many mongrels amongst fellow canids, and quite a few feline/canine crosses on the shop keeping trade..."

"When are you going to come South for a break?" Gertrude asked interrupting.

"What do you mean?" Jools countered, "We tend to holiday in Cornwall now..."

"When you come to the Med you will see more cross-species people than you can count. They are infertile of course, so they can't start a new Genus of their own, but the number of affairs that happen in the sun with the locals is quite remarkable. From what I have heard, they are just as good in bed as the best of the full bloods. All the fun and none of the complications! I'll bet that if you went down to the council areas in London you will find quite a few," Gertrude laughed.

Jools and Adam grinned, "I think we will take your word on that," Adam replied, "We are quite happy as we are..."

"Oh, are you still keeping your ends up?" Gertrude asked with an evil grin.

"That is between Adam and me...but I will confirm that we are still quite happy with each other," Jools replied tapping her on the nose.

"Good, old age should never be a barrier in the bedroom. The modern supplements available these days mean I will be making the springs creak until either Phillipe or I fly off into the ethereal sunset. Helps keep the blood flowing and all that. How many other dragons could fly a couple of thousand miles at my age over a few days?"

"Not many," Jools answered, shaking his head, "I gather you are planning on flying back?"

"Of course. I will take an overnight again in the Dordogne or somewhere and then spend Sunday naked in the pool with Phillipe!" she grinned naughtily.

"You are exasperating!" Jools exclaimed, giggling.

"No, I am just as fit as a fiddle and happy with what life has dealt me," She paused looking retrospectively into the middle distance.

"Something up Sis?" Jools asked concerned.

"No, nothing Jools...nothing that anyone can do anything about anyway. Now back to business. What are Lance's intentions towards our niece and her mate?" Gertrude replied, brushing the query aside.

"You really don't want to know what he had planned until Elizabeth struck him in anger..."

"What? The Kraut finally got some spunk together and showed him what-for?" she interrupted again.

"Yes, I was there, and she drew blood. I think that whatever is resolved tomorrow, that must be also. Call it part of the agreement on Lance's bailout that nothing untoward happens. As for what his intentions are towards Jess, she is to made full heir again if she accepts that position. She visited me, and is now gone from London safely out of his reach until I brief her on the outcome. She is still happily mated to Ruth, her Oxford beau, and they are currently expecting their first children."

"That's good, I fancy being a great Aunt. The crazy old sex mad aunt that scares the kids with her indecency!!" She giggled childishly again.

"You will be a good match for Jessica then...From the brief reunion we had, I am guessing that she hasn't in any way slowed down from the excesses of her teenage years. I seriously doubt that by the time you meet any of her kids, you will be able to do anything to shock them!" Adam said joining in the laughter with her and Jools.

"What do you mean?" Gertrude spluttered.

"Jessica holds the franchise for a sex-toy company...she has been anonymously sending Jools and I gifts every anniversary, birthday and Christmas. We thought it was you or one of the others pranking us..." Adam answered as Jools went slightly pink.

"Oh Dracos! That's a classic! We must compare notes if she comes back into the fold."

"I am sure she remembers you with affection..." Jools said grinning.

"Mmm, we didn't really see that much of each other. It was you she was close to, as she has proven with her gifts. What have you got available to get Lance and the family out of the hole he has dug?" She asked, abruptly changing direction again.

"We will leave that until we all get to the pub..." he glanced at the wall clock, "In around an hour. Do you want a steak? Adam's got an extra one warming up to room temperature," Jools asked, deflecting the query again.

Gertrude nodded, "Very well, I do need a bit of refueling after my flight. I was just going to rely on beer and crisps at the pub, but if you fancy doing one of your specials I will not say no."

"Good, I will go and get it on...Rare as you always used to?"

"Of course...still got all my teeth," she grinned showing them off.

Jools laughed, and headed into the kitchen to get the cast iron pans smoking hot, leaving Gertrude and Adam making small talk...

****

The late summers evening was fine and sunny, only a slight breath of wind in the air as Jessica and Ruth walked arm in arm down the path from the cliff-top. They could have opted to fly, but they were in no rush and just absorbed the setting, the sounds of the waves lapping gently on the sand and shingle beach below them.

They opened the door to Giovanni's and were assaulted by an avalanche of delightful scents wafting out onto the promenade and drawing them within where the same slightly austere mink awaited them at the desk. "Good evening Sir, Ma'am. It is so nice to see you again so soon," he addressed Jessica, nodding towards Ruth.

"Well now my mate is back from his trip I couldn't recommend you enough. I believe that Alice from 'The Swinging Sett' has rung ahead for us and made a reservation?"

"She did Ma'am. I am afraid we do not have a window seat available at such short notice. I have, however, reserved you one of the more private alcoves." The Maître-de said bowing slightly.

"That will suit us fine..." A splash and a chirp of sound interrupted her from the tank behind the mink. Giovanni's head nodded once as he deposited some ingredients in the basket and sounded the bell. He winked towards them, and then sounded again, just a few bubbles betraying his presence. "An evening in each other's company will be just perfect," she finished.

"As you..." he paused stopping himself, "Ah I almost forgot; please, follow me."

Jessica grinned at the slightly puzzled Ruth, "I threatened to have him for desert if he kept repeating the phrase 'As you wish' last time I was here. It was driving me insane," she whispered to him.

"What harm is there in it?" Ruth asked.

"I was a tad stressed at the time, and when he started every reply with it stirred something primal in me. I apologized at the end of the night though."

"Ah...well he is very professional to remember then."

"Trust me when I say there is nothing unprofessional about this place...even if they do run out of gas in the kitchen!"

She looked up then as the mink bowed them into a twin seated alcove, bending to light the candle in the middle of the table with small silver lighter.

"We have gas today Ma'am," he winked in humour as Jessica bowed her head in shame at being overheard. "Would you like the wine list?" he asked as he placed the menus on the table in front of them.

"Yes please," Jessica answered.

The maître-de bowed and headed back to the desk, returning a few seconds later with the requested list, before bowing again and going to collect a new fox couple that had just arrived with their four cubs for seating.

"We having the full works?" Jessica asked.

"I think I could eat three courses. Something tells me that I will be burning it off when Alice and Harry join us later," he grinned as Jessica chuckled.

"I am sure you will love. I will make sure I will wear you out if she doesn't though!" she replied and picked up the menu opening it at the starter page...

****

Jools and Gertrude glided into land on front of 'The Bent Wing'. "Dracos! Alan has let the place deteriorate since I was here last," Gertrude commented.

"He doesn't own the place Gerty...he just supplements it to keep it open for the other veterans. It could never take enough over the bar to support the ground rent here in Chelsea now. The land it is standing on is worth several million alone," Jools replied shaking his head.

"Then why doesn't he just pull out and let the old codgers go elsewhere. There must be other pubs around here?"

"There are plenty of the more trendy outlets, but the patrons here would not be welcome there. I think the landlord keeps the outside shabby so as to not encourage the troublemakers that patronize them. Part of his agreement with Alan...that and of course privacy for any meeting that he wishes to hold." Jools swung the door open and held it to allow her to precede him into the interior. Only a couple of old wolves leaned against the bar at present, the overstuffed furniture not supporting any other veterans at present.

The barkeep looked up nodding, "Alan and Michael are already here in the back," he said quietly, gesturing to the lounge door. "What would you like to drink?"

"I'll have a draught Aspinall's please," Jools replied.

"A San Miguell for me thanks," Gertrude followed up with.

He nodded, going to the fridge behind for the requested bottle as they went through the lounge door and were greeted by their awaiting siblings. "Gerty...so nice to see you on home soil," Michael said, standing to give her a hug, Alan rising to take his turn as she was released from the cerulean blue coloured dragon. He still had his parliamentary suit on, neatly pressed and unruffled as Alan in his much more scruffy attire embraced her.

"Nice to see you too brothers. It is a shame it is under such circumstances," she said as the lounge door opened again behind them and Justin arrived followed a few seconds later by Arnold, also suited from their days in the city.

They exchanged small talk until the landlord signaled that the requested drinks were ready for collection. Alan rose and picked the tray up. "I am going to lock the door now Mike...tell anyone that wants access that it is a private party," he told the old fox.

Mike nodded, "Just tap the bell and I will serve you when you require anything friend," he replied disappearing back up front and closing the partition between the bars himself as Alan threw the bolt on public door with his tail. He rejoined the others at the table, offering the drinks out as Jools joked that he could have a job in his establishment anytime he wished.

"Right, let us begin. I would like to impart some information that was brought to me by Malaprop and Elizabeth here over Jessica, without Lancelot's knowledge. It should bring the old red fool around a little when he hears of it..." Alan proceeded to fill them in on the discovery of Ruth's history, causing Jools to look very interested and the others to nod at the revelations.

"He doesn't know of this?" Jools asked scratching his head. "Ruth that is..."

"From what Elizabeth remembers of his grilling at Lance's hands when Jessica presented him as her mate...No. If he did, it would have solved a lot of the strife that has passed since that time." Alan confirmed.

"Mmm, maybe. His prejudices against scale colours may have still overridden his common sense..." Gertrude said, "After all he won't admit that Arthur or Giuseppe are entitled to family privileges even though they have the same quality of breeding as us."

"If he still rejects Ruth after this, there is no hope. I will swear for him on his parents' noble graves..." Alan started.

"And I," Michael interrupted. "I was a whippersnapper in the halls of Westminster then, but I remember just what they did for the country. Far more than any of us here or Lance could even dream of. Dragons of the old order they were," he raised his pint glass in a salute to them, while the others joined in.

"Might I suggest that whatever we decide upon tomorrow over the Manor's and Lance's situation has a rider on it that Jessica and Ruth are welcomed back together with open wings?" Jools suggested after filling in the gaps that he could from his meeting at the manor.

"I don't see why not. Much as it would gall me to see Garda sold, I will not support a despot even if he is of our blood!" Justin said as the youngest at the table, speaking up for the first time since greeting Gertrude.

The others nodded in agreement.

"Very well," Alan started, "The next question is can we help out and to what extent?" He asked flourishing a notebook.

"I have spoken with Adam, and we can release seven hundred and fifty thousand from our joint account. I may have quite a few establishments now, but the recession has hit our profit margins a little too much for our liking," Jools said, starting the ball rolling and sitting back from the table.

"That's good enough. We all know you chose the quieter lifestyle to keep your mate from the limelight. I am actually surprised you have that much available," Alan replied nodding. "Myself...I can liquidate around one and a half million from my investments without affecting my retirement."

"Phillipe and I can throw a million into the pot. Can't spend it after we have gone and Arthur and Giuseppe are already set up for life. They must get the same concessions out of the deal though as we do," Gertrude said as the others nodded in agreement. There was more than one 'Giles' whose scales were an unacceptable colour to Lance.

"I have interests outside of Parliament, and Helena has her boutiques...We can release one point seven million to be repaid in times of better fortunes," Michael said also sitting back. "This should not be a gift for Lancelot to squander again."

Justin and the others nodded, "Pauline and I can spare a million. My whole bonus after tax from this last year," he put in. "I am too young to cash in any of my annuities."

"Three million, on the condition that Lance has no control over the bailout. I will invest what is left after the debts are paid off to provide an income for the estate. I do this not for Lance, but for Elizabeth and Jessica. Nyara has agreed to the concession, but only under the condition I can control the spare. It will be put into the same stocks that I currently trade in, so if it loses, I lose as well." Arnold said firmly, awaiting the others agreement.

"Very well," Alan said adding the sums up. "That gives us eight million, nine hundred and fifty thousand to play with. We will just have to see in the morning if that is enough. How much do you think you will need Arnold to give them an income of say around seven hundred thousand a year to start?"

"Mmm...Two million in the right places. My seed money was considerably less than that when Mum and Dad died and I am now worth around ninety million on paper. Things are a lot poorer than that now though. I am trading mainly in commodities at the moment rather than on the exchange. I was lucky...I got an inside tip and pulled out of Iceland before it went tits up in the crisis. The more there is though, the better. That three million of mine is liquid that is available. I have not had to trade in any stocks for it."

A couple of the others shook their heads in disbelief, "I knew that you had done well, but not that well, brother," Jools vocalized on their behalf.

"I could theoretically lose it all tomorrow...though I doubt it. Your incomes are always guaranteed. If this had happened before the crash I could have offered more. It has taken me a few years to recover and move my stock investments into the Asian markets and Australia. I haven't found a back door into China yet, though I am always on the lookout." He grinned, "Nyara would never forgive me if she couldn't have her personal trainer, maid, dietitian, beautician, the rest of the general house staff and her society parties. I have spared you the invites to those...she acts and thinks she is twenty years younger than she is!"

"Sounds like we would get on well then. Get me and Phillipe on her guest list and we can all grow old disgracefully!" Gertrude said grinning, and the others laughed taking the edge off the serious situation.

They continued to catch up on less serious family matters, Justin bringing out pictures of his four newest grandchildren, courtesy of Alice his daughter. They were all still in their hatching nest, covered in bits of broken shell...

****

Jessica placed her dessert spoon down on the polished plate and licked her lips with a contented sigh. "That was just as delicious as the last time," she remarked as Ruth used his last bit of blueberry sponge to wipe up his remaining vanilla cream.

"That it was dear. It is nice to eat out now and again. If everything goes well with Austran we should be able to afford it more often," Ruth replied as he placed his spoon down himself and sipped at the elderflower liquor he had ordered to cleanse his palate.

"It would be nice, though I enjoy playing in the kitchen myself," she winked saucily as the memory of her naked in her apron flitted across Ruth's face for a second.

He returned the wink as the female mink appeared to side off the empties, "Will you be wanting coffee and the cheeseboard?" she asked politely as she neatly balanced the dishes on her short arms.

Ruth glanced at Jess, who nodded towards the clock which was showing just gone nine. He shook his head in negation, "No thank you. If you could just fetch us the bill please?" he asked.

"I will send my husband over shortly. Was everything to your satisfaction?" she asked bobbing in a slight curtsy.

"It was delightful again. Give Giovanni and the chef our compliments please," Jessica said on behalf of both of them.

"I think Giovanni wants a word anyway, my husband will confirm with you though," she headed off towards the kitchen.

The maître-de appeared a few seconds later with the receipt folded neatly in hinged silver metal wallet embossed with two dolphins swimming belly to belly. "Your bill Ma'am, Sir. The patron would like a word as my wife thought. He sends you the silver fold as an invite," he said quietly, raising an eyebrow.

"We shall stop by the tank on the way out and thank him," Jessica said, taking the fold off him and smiling at the raised picture. She pulled the bill from within and handed it to Ruth as the mink backed away from the table.

"Not the most subtle of invites eh?" Ruth said as he grinned at the conjoined cetaceans, "One hopes the normal bill folds are like this."

"I don't know, I didn't wait for the last one. I just went to the till and paid, talking to Giovani and getting the verbal invite on the way out," Jessica replied, pulling seven twenties out of her purse, "The bill is quite reasonable again for an establishment of this quality."

Ruth raised an eye-ridge at the one hundred and forty that she folded neatly back into the silvered wallet when he handed it back. He was not so sure, but then on the occasions that they ate out together, it was not normally at places in the higher end of the market. "I think I may be glad of the raise that will be coming our way..." he joked, grinning.

Jessica smiled back, "I will just have to sell a few more toys as well! I wonder if dolphins play sexually without a partner?"

"Without hands I could see that being difficult," Ruth replied as he stood, helping to put her summer jacket on again to take off the chill a little.

"Mmm, I could see that it would. I will ask Giovanni after tomorrow though, if that is when he wishes to meet us."

"This is not going to be a public display I hope?" Ruth asked, "I don't want to be arrested; it could affect my position..."

A loud whistle of laughter sounded from the tank, and they turned to face the perpetual grin of the bottle-nose resting his chin in the tanks side. He had obviously been listening in despite the room still being full of diners. They both strolled over to avoid a public reply, Jessica placing the fold on the desk next to the till when the pine marten retrieved it. "Good evening Giovanni," Jessica greeted him.

"Good evening gorgeous," the dolphin replied, and with a switch of his tail pushed himself out of the water a little to kiss Jessica on the nose, "Excuse me just a second." He dipped under water and a series of vibrating circles appeared on the surface, "I have just called my daughter so she can return the favour with your mate," he said surfacing again.

"Good evening to you too, Giovanni," Ruth said quietly as he licked the slight salinity of Jessica's snout.

"I hope I do not offend by calling your mate by an affectation?" Giovanni replied, looking a little worried for a second, "In Italian waters we all know each other by endearments..."

"No, no offence. My mate has discussed your invite of last weekend with me and we have decided to accept..."

A large air bubble in the tank interrupted him, and a few seconds later another dolphin appeared next to Giovani. She took one look out of the tank, and then half drowned Ruth as she launched herself with a tail flick and planted a licking kiss on his snout before he could pull back, "Hello, RRRRuuuth," she warbled, "I am Philomena, though you may call me Philly."

"Philly, what have I told you about first greetings?" Giovani said, smacking the new dolphin across her melon with his flipper as Ruth attempted to wring his shirt out into the tank.

"My apologies RRRRuuuth," Philly said contrite, "I forrrget that those on land wearrrr coverrrrs."

"No apology needed Philly," Ruth said smiling, "My shirt and trousers will dry."

"Good then," Giovani said, "Philly has a slight deviation in her palate, which makes R's a little difficult for her. She is to have an operation when she is ready..."

"Phhhhsssst! If I want one. I am quite underrrrstandable underrrrwaterrrr. I will not be interrrracting with customerrrs on the land. I will just tend the garrrrdens forrrr the pod," Philly said interrupting her father, who started smacking her again for her impudence.

Jessica was giggling at the byplay, "Ahem, when would you like to meet?" she asked before a full scale battle erupted in the tank.

Giovani paused and glanced up, "I..." he started.

"Come join us now if you want...we arrre not shy," Philly said, rolling on her side to display her pinkening genital region to Ruth, "I am always rrrrready forrrr some fun!"

"I'll give you some fun you little..." Giovani shoved his beak into his daughters slit who squealed making the remaining customers heads turn, and then dived in a trail of increasingly large bubbles. Giovani surfaced in the roiling waters after a few seconds, "Calves! Meet at the rocky outcrop off shore in the morning at around eleven. I have to chastise my errant offspring now!" He rolled as he submerged and Ruth and Jessica covered their mouths in mirth as his very erect and ready eight inch penis showed above the water like a second dorsal for second before he vanished.

"I have a feeling that the morning may be a little interesting," Ruth said, turning to Jessica who laughed.

"For both you and me, I think," she replied as the left the restaurant. "Are you ready to handle a boisterous teen?"

"If she doesn't drown me in the progress..."

The Maître-de sighed as they left, calling into the kitchen for a mop and bucket before going to sooth the patrons. Sometimes working with Giovanni and his family was not worth the questions their activities generated amongst the more curious customers...

~~~~

Stefan looked up from the desk as the entered the foyer, "Ah Jessica, Mr. Ruatha. Welcome back," he greeted then looking behind them as if searching for something.

"Amy is not with us this time Stefan," Jessica said grinning at the look of disappointment on his face, "Besides from what Alice has told me you are not exactly lacking in the sexual department any more..."

Stefan blushed, "Ah no...But I felt that she deserved another thank you from me. You I can thank in person..."

"She knows Stefan. I will pass on your wishes to her. Why are you at the desk and not attending a customer at the moment?" Jessica asked.

"Ah, well Alice is awaiting your arrival in your suite, so I am covering. I am just about worn out from the customers I helped earlier anyway." He reached under the desk and felt around for a few seconds, pulling out a large carrier, "She asked if you could you put these on and then I will lead you up to the room."

Ruth looked a little puzzled as Jessica accepted the bag and opened it, looking up startled at Stefan, "We are to don these in a public area?" she asked.

"You may use the room behind the desk if you wish, then it is but a short walk to the stairs..." Stefan answered grinning, "Do you want a hand with the straps when you have applied Ruth's?"

"You already know what these are then and how they work?" Jessica continued in her querying.

"George and the twins showed me their proper usage after you and Amy had finished with me, so yes. I have not yet been given the chance to use them in play with a customer yet though." Stefan said, lifting the wooden partition in the desk and allowing them into the rear office.

"Do I want to know about something?" Ruth asked Jessica quietly as the stepped in.

"It appears that Alice and Harry are wanting to entertain us in the full as well as being entertained...and they also think that a bit of sensory depredation will heighten our experience," she reached into the bag and pulled out a large black faux leather skeleton hood and bridle, heavily padded over the eyes and ears. A series of stainless steel buckles, rings and screws were riveted neatly in various places along the assembly, "They also appear to like bondage..."

"Ah Jessica..." Ruth started, shaking his head.

"Before you back out Ruth, this is a light bondage set up. You are already going to be doing something new tomorrow with me, so why not try something tonight as well. Before we are unable to speak, which I assume will be part of the play, I will give Alice the limits. There will also be a safe signal to stop."

"Very well love...I will consent if you think it safe..." Ruth said, and sat down so she could reach his head easily.

"I think it will be more than safe...I think it will be exciting!" she replied, slipping the bridle assembly over his snout and affixing a heavy choker collar around his neck. She dropped one of the steel rings over his nose horn, and then slotted another up on his chin horn, linking the two with light leather straps, but not doing them up yet, so he could still speak. Further rings were placed over his main head horns and linked with leather to the thick banding which she placed over his eyes, looping more straps behind his head and buckling them tight to his collar.

Ruth sat there placidly, trusting Jessica as she slowly immobilized his head, closing his eyes as the pressure was increased on his lids until he was completely blind... Jessica reached into the bag and withdrew a very slim, brass bit. "Open up love," she said, and knocked at his teeth gently.

He complied and she gently slipped it between his rear molars before attaching more straps to it and his blindfold. "I am going to close your ears now love. Alice will be told to leave your feet free, so the safe stop signal is three taps on whatever is within their reach."

"Got it," Ruth replied, muffled by the bit, as Jessica placed first one, and then a second black squidgy ball into his aural holes, shutting down his second sense completely, before fastening the final strap tight.

Jessica turned to Stefan who had watched the whole thing carefully. "Do the same to me now, but leave my ears clear so I can speak to Alice and Harry before they begin."

Stefan nodded as Jessica knelt on the floor so he could get clear and easy access to her head and neck. He fitted everything in the same order to her, as she had done for Ruth, but he then finished the assembly off by opening Alice's desk draw and retrieving two six foot long stainless steel leads which he clipped onto both dragons collars, before bulldog fastening them together. "Heel!" he said, tugging gently.

Jessica grinned to the extent that she could, then following the chain with her hand until she touched Ruth's scales, she pressed her lips against his skull, "We are to be led to our masters now love," she whispered, the sound transmitting itself though his bone so that he could hear. Ruth nodded, and allowed himself to be pulled along with her by Stefan, out back into the foyer.

~~~~

Stefan grinned as he lifted the partition in the front desk again; leading his two bridled and hooded dragons out of the office into the foyer. There were no other guests around at present which sort of spoiled the effect for him, but it still gave him a feeling of superiority at having a couple of much larger personages in his total care and control.

He started ascending the stairs, and Jessica stumbled slightly as her foot caught before she adjusted and made sure that Ruth didn't suffer the same fate in their joint blindness. Stefan paused and allowed the dragons to match pace and start the climb without him actually putting lead pressure on them. Reaching the top, he approached the bridal suites door, and knocked three times. Harry opened it, and stood back to allow his entrance with Ruth and Jessica before closing the door firmly. "I have delivered your slaves as required, master," the marmot said, bowing to the virtually naked boar badger.

Harry was wearing only straps, buckled and spiraled tightly across his body in various semi-strategic places. His balls were swinging free with a black lace cup enshrouding his scrotum, and his sheath was exposed, though he was not currently erect. Though in his mid-fifties and developing a slight paunch, Stefan could not but help admire his boss's body and the powerful muscles that were still present under his black and silvered fur.

Alice appeared then from the bedroom. She had combed her head fur into crested spikes, false diamonds glued onto the tips with the same gel that she was using to hold it in place. Her outfit was even more exotic that Harry's; a faux-leather bra cupping her breasts, but leaving her nipples free to be played with. Crotch less leather panties were suspended from a thick belt, covered with steel spikes. She carried a flat headed crop in one hand and a spiked squeeze ball in the other. "You may leave now Stefan, though I see that you have not fulfilled my orders completely... Mrs. Ruatha is not devoid of hearing."

"I wished to lay out the guidelines for our play this evening. This will be Ruth's first time under bondage," Jessica interrupted, "I insisted that Stefan leave me able to hear your acquiescence."

"Very well Jessica," Alice answered, "Stefan, go and find George or one of the others to relieve your pressure before you go back to the front desk. Such an obvious erection will put some of our more sensitive customers off."

Stefan nodded, handing the lead to Alice, and Jessica's ear-balls to Harry before leaving the suite, patting both Jessica and Ruth on the ass-cheeks as he left, making Ruth start slightly from the contact. Alice grinned, though Jessica and Ruth couldn't see it. "What did you wish to say before I plug your ears slave?" she asked running her crop down Jessica's nose.

"Harry and you have free game with me, though you must remember that I am newly pregnant and carrying eggs, so nothing over eight inches vaginally, and no impact pressures on my belly and sides. Ruth is new to this type of sexual play, though not unfamiliar with it. I suspended him on our honeymoon, but not under bondage rules. He must be available for play in the morning as he and I have a date with Giovanni and his pod at eleven so must be able to perform for Philly, his daughter. To date, I have only penetrated him anally with my tail, so Alice, no more than six inches in there. Harry, he is not bi, so you may only play with me. The safe signal is three taps of the foot if it becomes too much to handle." Jessica said to the air in front of her. She was completely blinded, but the crop never left its gentle running across her bare scales so she knew the badger mistress was still in front of her.

"Agreed," Alice said, smacking the crop down hard on her nostrils, making Jessica jump.

"Agreed," Harry repeated, "Now let us complete your outfit." He lifted Jessica's vacant bridle ear flaps and compressed the balls into her aural openings, before buckling them in tightly deafening her. Pressing his lips against her skull, he whispered, "Strip slave, or I will cut your clothes from your body with my whip," he ordered.

Jessica nodded, and reaching behind her head she twisted her neck fastener and allowed her dress to drop to the floor, stepping out of it with a flick of her sensuous tail. "Do what you wish with my thong, master," she said as he un-clipped her lead from Ruth's and pulled her into to bedroom.

Alice stepped up to Ruth, running her crop over his dilating nostrils and then down his neck, stopping at his shirts collar, "Strip Ruth, or I will cut you free of your accoutrement's," she threatened, lips pressed firmly against his.

Ruth bowed his head and unbuttoned his shirt, dropping it before undoing his tail belt and stepping free of his trousers and pants, standing flat bellied and naked in front of his mistress. He could feel his excitement building from the gentle caresses of Alice's crop, "Yes mistress," he whispered, shivering as Alice rolled the spike studded ball up the underside of his chin as she pressed the crop tightly against his genital slit, causing a stirring from within.

"Follow," she ordered into his mouth, tugging on his lead.

Harry handcuffed Jessica efficiently behind her back, pinioning her wings flat with her own arms. "Lie down," he ordered, pushing her until her knees folded on the bed-frame. She complied, and he quickly shackled her feet loosely to the foot board so she could still knock with them as her head bumped onto the wooden pillows that had replaced the soft ones usually in place. The room was already heavy with musk, both the slaves and his own as his tip started to peek from his sheath. She jumped as her neck scales contacted the oak blocks on the mattress, and she could feel herself dampening as she was immobilized by Harry's actions. She tensed in ecstasy as the badger affixed two spiked nipple clamps onto her breasts, "Not yet slave," he said running his lips and tongue across her neck scales to transmit his speech, and then slapped her weeping crotch sharply with the whip he had picked up.

Alice performed the same bindings to Ruth, who allowed her actions to avoid further punishment to his cock which he could now feel exposing itself to the air. He was breathing deeply now of the rooms scent, trying to get clues from it as to his mistresses next actions. Every touch on his scales from her was like an electric shock with his hearing and sight now missing. He felt her lips replace the spiked ball on his chin..."Pleasure me slave...Do not bite, or you will suffer for you actions," she whispered onto his jaw bone before withdrawing.

He felt the mattress depress next to his head and fur brush across his chest before his nostrils were filled with the deep musk of a Melles in lust. He nudged upwards until his nose contacted Alice's leather clad crotch, and he slipped his tongue within her folds as commanded, activating his third available sense of taste, reveling in her spicy liquids. He felt her tense slightly, and then drew a sharp breath as she slipped the spiked ball into his cavity under his emerging shaft, causing it to swell exponentially in reaction to the stimulus. He redoubled his efforts, manipulating his tongue within her folds and starting his clit tease as his balls rolled free to cover his anal ring, pre beading from his tip as he felt Alice's tongue run along his shaft as it pinned the spiked ball against his inverted cavity.

"Open up..." Harry said, pulling his lips from Jessica's neck before climbing onto the bed and straddling her neck. Jessica complied as she felt Harry's tail brush across nose and his laced ball-sack drop into her parted lips. She started suckling his furry orbs of the sweet saltiness that was now running down his shaft from above as he sighed with pleasure above her. She became aware of a tingling vibration running along her left side, a buzz running through her skeleton when whatever it was he was handling pressed against a bone. She almost bit down on his sack as without warning the buzzing implement slipped within her ass as she tore her tongue aside, stimulating her into her first vocalization, her vagina spasming in uncontrollable pleasure.

Leaving the nine inch vibrator in its temporary home, Harry snatched his nuts from Jessica's mouth and placed his hands, claws extended and skittering on her belly as she pulled his throbbing shaft into her maw, he buried his snout into her sweet cunny, lapping at the fluids spilling copiously from within its spasming interior. Jessica twisted her head as much as she was able in her position, swallowing the tip of the badger's shaft as he stimulated her clit with his short tongues vociferous actions. His balls, now resting on her jawbone, contracted as she twisted her tongue down his length, and he filled her belly with his seed as he moaned inside her.

Alice glanced across as her mate went into orgasm within his slaves throat...Jessica was obviously as experienced as she had claimed to be. Harry usually lasted a good thirty minutes before she could get him to cum for her. She almost bit her slaves cock as Ruth transferred his tongues actions from her clit to her urethra... She had helped with the laundering after their last visit, but she had assumed the staining and scents on the bedding from the two dragons' suite had just been accidental... "Relax mistress," he uttered into her snatch between sucks, so she complied, releasing her bladders contents in a strong acidic stream to splash across his neck and chest as he tried to catch it from the awkward angle he was at. Ruth nipped at her clit with his incisors mid-flow, causing Alice to arch her back as she went into her own first orgasm.

She was annoyed that he had succeeded so quickly in bringing her to her peak... It was her job to incite her customers to orgasm before her...but the combined release of her bladder with his bite on her clit had pushed her over first. She risked a glance across at Harry, watching as he turned at an unheard mutter from Jessica to aim and release his bladders contents onto her breasts into her mouth as she lapped it up. 'Plastic mattress covers,' she thought to herself as she reached for a lace thong in revenge for Ruth's surprise and quickly tied a tight noose around his ball-sack and shaft in an improvised tourniquet stopping the blood from flowing out of his now bulging ten inches. It must be causing him some pain, but not a lot. She would release him in no more than twenty minutes to allow his enforced priapism to orgasm and then recede before any damage was done...but she would enjoy it to a full extent first...

Still dribbling her fluids, she pulled free of Ruth's maw as he tensed in pain from the tightening of the thong around his most sensitive micro-scales. He felt Alice shift position, the damp dripping of her sexual release and urine splashing across his belly as she waddled down to his straining cock. His scales were agitated on the inside of his thighs as his mistress ran something vibrating across them and he tensed his now unguarded ring as it began to slowly circle it. His cock-head was on fire by now, his whole midriff trying to circulate his sexually heated blood into it as his heart beat faster by the second. It was enveloped in pulsing heat as Alice lifted his shaft and mounted him backwards, his head pushing against her internal walls until her swollen clit pulsed on his balls. He couldn't release...he was desperate to, but the ring was preventing his balls from feeding his shaft as his tubes were constricted.

Alice could feel the blood pumping under her hand where it rested on her slave's inner crotch. The scales stopped her from seeing the veins valiant efforts to feed fresh supplies past the constriction she had put into place. She couldn't tell if his circulation was failing yet, as he had no skin visible, his scales covering that membrane completely, unlike her fur covered customers. Her ring was spiking her with electric shocks as it rested upon her own spiked ball that she had not removed before mounting her slave in the reverse cowgirl position. She began rocking gently, forward and backwards, reveling in Ruth's glans as it knocked repeatedly on her cervix's door. There were still two inches of her slaves ten free of her snatch due to the position she was in, so she rocked a little harder, shuffling down onto his hips, forcing it to go more vertical from his belly, barking in pleasure as his head popped her wombs entrance. It wasn't painful exactly...she had had far too many large customers in her lifetime, and her and Harry's grown cubs had come out the natural way! It was still a pleasurable shock though when her inner sanctuary was penetrated. The soft sounds of a whip 'thwitching' encroached on her hearing as Harry began to beat his slave's breasts around the nipple clamps that were all too obviously still in place...

Every twist and movement of his cock was causing Ruth to grind his teeth together... He would have blown minutes ago if he had been able. He had had more than his fair share of kinky sex with Jessica in the past, but the constraints while not cutting his nerves off, were driving him to heights of pleasure that he thought he was not able for. He could hear his heart drumming wildly in his skull, blood, throb throb throbbing through his crotch, battering at the cruel and evil constriction that was blocking its fluidious way. He felt Alice shift position slightly and start rocking, working her way lower as she rolled the spiked ball deep into his inverted cavity's micro-scales... She must be drawing blood from the pain he was feeling and he started to open his mouth, cocking his foot to sound the safe stop report... His cock head slipped into her womb, his slight flare catching on her cervix and he groaned as the heat of her deep interior transmitted itself to his brain, all thoughts of stopping frozen as his endorphins kicked up to the next level.

Alice felt his glans flare within her...nothing like an equine who could lock her in position, but pleasurable all the same. She knew the time to release was upon her slave, and she was ready to let her control slip for a second time so her womb could suckle upon the goodness enclosed within it. She grinned evilly to herself and cupping Ruth's grossly swollen balls in her hand, she plunged the teasing vibrator into his ass, digging for his prostate as she pulled the quick release knot on his cocks tourniquet just as he started to call out...

He was on fire..."Mmmmmiiiissss..." Ruth vocalized as his ring was penetrated by the buzzing beast that had been teasing it... It contacted its intended target, cutting off his begging cry midway as his genitals lit up as if doused in burning fluids. His blood surged into his shaft again, his hips bucking as his balls pulled free of Alice's grasping hand and pumped like a fire-hose to douse the metaphorical flames with every drop of cum they could produce. He screamed, enough conscious reaction left in his brain to aim his head away from the wall behind him as his neck arched and he ignited the alcohol from the wine at Gio's into a five foot long blast of fiery pleasure that licked its way towards the suites high ceiling.

Alice went into a second huge orgasm as her slave screamed in the agonizing release of his. Her walls were milking his shaft for all they were worth as her back and neck arched, her tongue lolling out of her mouth as her barks echoed around the room. She smelt it before she felt it, and her barks became a howl of pain as her neck and head fur was enveloped in a blast of singing heat as her arching spine pushed them into the path of her slaves exhalation, "SSSSHHHHHHHIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTT!!!!" she squealed, forgetting her ongoing orgasm for a second as she beat at the curling fur with her hands, snapping her head forward again out of the fiery tongues path.

Harry rode out his orgasm, as deep within his slave`s throat as his nose was deep within her life creating cave. Her muscles were sucking on his nose in much the same way his lips were on her clit. So much perisatatial control she had...more so than any other he had pleasured in the past. Not that apart from a single very experienced equine guest, she was only customer he could actually fit his snout within. He had dismissed rumours about Stefan's re-birthing experience, but he could now believe that the rodents head and shoulders had fitted within her in their entirety.

The acidic taint of piss teased his nostrils, and he wondered if Jessica had lost bladder control until he glanced across at his mate and saw her urine splashing from her slave's mouth copiously spilling across his chest and belly... His cock retreated slightly, spent for the moment and he felt his slave nudge for him to withdraw. He complied as he pulled free of her mouth, her tongue cleansing him of his badgery cum. "Piss on me master," Jessica begged, scenting the other female's urine, "Do to me what your mate is doing to mine master..."

He paused, watersports were not his forte. Alice and he had never practiced them despite the industry they found themselves in; not that the question had ever arisen before now. The closest he had ever come to it before was an African gazelle couple, the male of which had instructed him to piss while still embedded in his mate's snatch while he himself was hilted in Harry's ass. That was a bisexual night to remember...

Alice had obviously complied though, so he turned to face his slave and pointed his semi hard shaft at her breasts and chin, releasing as instructed. It was almost as sexual as cumming he mentally admitted to himself as his stream of hot waste deflected off her scales and ran like a warm shower of water to splash on his feet... He was not ready for her to do the same to him though, so when he was empty, he bent and pressed his lips to her dripping nose horn, "You are not to do that to me." He ordered before shuffling backwards down to her splayed thighs.

"Yes master," Jessica uttered as she felt the still buzzing vibrator pull free of her ring. She did not know what was coming next, but her body was begging for the badger boars next bit of inventive genius. The sixty-nine was nothing new...after all she had one with at least one of her female customers after toy-play every month when they complied. She and Ruth also practiced them on occasion when they were tired. Having Harry's snout so deeply buried in her snatch with a vibe buzzing away in her ass made it all the more fun this time though. She was a little disappointed that the vibe was now gone, but whatever was to come next she was sure to be equally satisfying...

Harry placed the single shaft vibrator on the side table again while masturbating himself back to almost full hardness. He may have been in his fifties, but the many nights of sexual debauchery he had with his mate and their customers meant he could still recharge like he did when he was younger...it just took a little extra time. Using his free hand he lifted a curved and ribbed eighteen inch long double ended vibrator from its resting place and switched it on. Unlike his slaves mate, he was as bisexual as they came and he switched his tail aside, slipped his nine inches of buzzing silicone into his ass smoothly, the prostate stimulation the final boost needed to bring his shaft to full attention again. Without Jessica's words before the session began he would have been the one riding Ruth's shaft if he had had the choice. Hunching forward so his real seven inches of cock were touching his slaves cunny, he gently fed the first two inches of her half of the vibrating silicone into her clenching ring...

Jessica felt the badger's weight shifting on her thighs as he stood, and she wondered exactly what he was doing as a tingle ran across the underside of her tail as something contacted it. Her unasked question was answered though as a slightly thicker vibe slipped within her ass and the damp, pre dripping head of her master's penis brushed within her entrance. 'He's not going to double tie is he...?' she thought, the idea whispering across her mind, thrilling her as both the real and the fake shafts plunged within.

Harry seated himself vertically as his anal muscles adjusted, his ring kissing his slaves moistly as they both pulsed their objections to the dildo's intrusion. His cock was straining from the angle, pressing tightly against the underside of her clit, his balls tightly compressed between his frenulum and Jessica's seam. He still had two inches showing as he reached for his whip and started to rock gently, drawing lines on his mount's breast scales with the leathery lace tip in a steady rhythmic switching, watching her grit her teeth and flinch as each precisely aimed blow fell to extract an exact amount of calculated pain.

Jessica began vocalizing between her clamped teeth as the blows of the whip started to fall on her breasts. The scales were flushed with her sexual blood lust, sensitive to every nuance of the leather lace as it threatened to break through their protective armour. Her nipples were throbbing now, the clamps having not been released from the first moment they had been applied...They were not in any danger though, as she could tell that though tight the spikes had not actually penetrated the flesh. Ruth's or her tongue later could sooth them, but they would be hyper sensitive for days.

She squealed slightly as a blow nicked the membrane on her left nostril, drawing a bead of blood that trickled slowly down onto her lips...A few seconds later a following blow did the same to her other, forcing her to arch her neck from the painful stimulation. Throughout the steady whipping Harry had not let up on his rocking motion. Every time he leaned forward his cock rubbed hard against the underside of her clit, lifting the vibrator out of her ass by a couple of inches before he rocked back and reversed it. She was building rapidly to another orgasm and from the way her masters crushed balls were moving against her seam, so was he. She screamed in pleasurable pain as his final blow landed and tipped her into a double orgasm.

Harry grunted, he could hold no longer and he brought the whips lace down hard across the ridge of Jessica's nose, the flexible shaft smacking hard into her breastbone between her mounds in a single wet crack that resounded above the conjoined panting they were all emitting. He thrust forward hard with his hips, burying his cock to its maximum depth as his feet were lifted from the mattress by Jessica's arching back in orgasm while he flooded her vagina with wave after wave of his badgery seed. His ass clenched in his own dual orgasm, but his end of the curved vibrator was still being pulled from him by the grasping maelstrom his mounts sphincter had become.

Ruth roared next to him, but he forced his head to turn as Alice's squeals of pleasure turned into a scream of pain. He watched, eyes popping but helplessly tied to Jessica as his mates neck and head fur curled into tightly singed rings from the heat of her slave's orgasmic fire. He leaned back desperately in case Jessica succumbed in her orgasm and blasted him as he was in a far more vulnerable position. Fire from dragons was something else he had never actually believed in until now, his mates smoking fur the proof that he really didn't want to have. He was still pumping seed into Jessica, mid orgasm as he registered the fresh vase of flowers that was just within reach, and he threw its contents squarely onto Alice's head, splashing water over the entire room, but extinguishing the flames she was batting at.

"That I think is enough for the night love," he said aloud, directing his comment at Alice while panting heavily. "I think we got them hot enough!"

Alice was feeling at her fur, tears of despair and discomfort in her eyes, but forced a grin at the terribly inappropriate joke Harry had just uttered. "Agreed, release Jessica of her bonds when you are able, Ruth is still flared within me."

Harry nodded and lent backwards to unbuckle Jessica's feet from the bed-frame, tapping three times to say that the play was over. His spent cock slurped out of her cunny and into its sheath so he was able to stand shakily, slowly withdrawing the vibe from his tailhole...only four inches of it was left though. "Shite!" he cursed, realizing that a full fourteen inches of vibrating silicone was embedded within his rides intestines.

Alice glanced over and rolled her eyes as she realized what Harry's dilemma was, "Release her hands and unbridle her. Let her remove that in case it is stuck." She suggested as she undid the clasps on Ruth's feet while she was talking. His cock released its hold on her cervix finally and she began to back up slowly, pulling free of the rest of his shaft. She could feel the dripping of blood from her tail hole and she knew that in that last excruciating orgasm she had impacted too hard on the spiked ball she had placed under her seat. She turned to face Ruth's head, kissing at his still warm lips before unbuckling the blindfold and ear balls, removing the bridle as his eyes adjusted to the dim light of the room. "It was my fault Ruth," she whispered as his ears were flooded with the sounds of the room for the first time.

Ruth knew something was wrong when he was splashed with cold water mid orgasm, and he shut off his flame immediately as the damp smell of singed fur permeated his brain. He was worried as he felt Alice shift upon him and then the three taps to signal a stop were felt on his foot as it was unbuckled. He was unable to speak at the moment as he was still pumping deeply within Alice's spasming cave. He felt her shift backwards as his cock released her cervical entrance from its grip, and he waited apprehensively to discover what damage he may have inflicted. The brush of the badgers lips across his reassured him slightly as he felt the buckles of his bridal begin to be released, closely followed by the whispered assurance from her throat. His eyes adapted painfully to the light that was flooding then and slowly the room came into focus as his wrists were released from behind him.

The first thing he saw was the singed and curled fur on his hosts neck and back, he kin was red raw underneath the frazzled hairs. "Oh Alice...I am so so sorry. I tried to avoid hitting the wall when you released my orgasm...I must have leaned in too far..." he started.

"No Ruth, as I said it was my fault. I arched back into your flame in my own pleasure. I forgot that dragons were rumoured to be able to breathe fire on occasion." Alice said as she rolled off the bed and collected the spiked ball from where it was jamming his cavities attempts to revert again.

"I will heal you...but I can't do anything about the fur."

"Heal me?" Alice asked, "Don't tell me that rumour is true as well."

"If the rumour is that our saliva has regenerative properties, then yes." He sat up shakily, rubbing his arms so the feeling could flood back into them. He noticed the blood spots and his belly and the sheets, "Was I too big for you? Have you torn yourself? I can heal that to if you want."

"You were not too big for me, though you have stretched me a little. I slammed down a little too hard on my plaything," she held up the spiked ball for him to see, "I am afraid I have damaged my ring."

"That's not a problem, I can heal that just as easily," he glanced over at Jessica as she started to force the long, vibrating toy out of her ass gently. She was groaning deeply, but also blushing as the inevitable grumbles of trapped gas also escaped with each inch of the monstrous dildo. "Harry I suggest that you go get the wet room warming up. Set it at whatever temperature you can take comfortably." Ruth suggested as he stood rather shakily next to the bed.

Harry nodded, "Will do Ruth. Alice, do you want me to ask Stefan to bring anything up?" he asked looking closely at his mate's livid skin for the first time.

"I suggest that if you have them, a set of fur clippers may be necessary," Ruth suggested. "Alice is going to be bald in places until it grows back I am afraid."

"Bald!" Alice exclaimed, tearing a little.

"I am afraid so love," Harry replied hugging her. "You will have to wear high neck dresses and a scarf for a few weeks."

"What will the customers think?" Alice asked, leaning into his shoulders.

"Just tell them the truth...you managed to satisfy a male dragon to such an extent that he lost control of his flame!" Harry joked, causing Alice to laugh a little.

Ruth grinned as Jessica's groan became a giggle as the dildo finally slipped free of her insides. "I only manage to get him to fry me once every couple of months you know...so you did a great job," she commented as she switched the vibe off and placed it on the table.

"So you enjoyed yourself then?" Alice asked, turning to Ruth as Harry spoke briefly into the phone and then headed into the en-suite, the sound of water starting up.

"I didn't think I would, but I think your question has already been answered," he grinned sheepishly as Jessica and Alice laughed. "Come; let us repair some of the damage to you."

Alice actually squealed girlishly as Ruth picked her up bodily with a grunt. Her body weight must have been at least the same as his, a good ninety or so kilos. No one had tried other than Harry on their mating night all those years ago. She allowed herself to be carried gently into the wet room and placed under the showers flow, but jumped out immediately as the hot water scorched her inflamed skin. "Ouch! Turn the temperature down love," she squealed at Harry, who threw the thermostatic control down to barely body heat.

"Sorry love, I didn't think..." A loud knock sounded on the suites door.

"I'll get it," Jessica called. "You two get yourselves out of your straps carefully."

Harry nodded and peeled his bondage gear off into a heap on the floor, but Alice had to be more careful as her crotchless pants tore at her abused ring, starting a fresh dripping of blood on the tiles and causing her to wince.

Jessica answered the door to find Stefan waiting with the fur grooming kit in his hands. He tried to peer inside but Jessica's naked belly and vent blocked the way, "Harry asked for this...is everything okay?"

"Alice got caught in Ruth's back-blast and got singed. If I were you I would not comment about her appearance for the next few weeks, and make sure the rest of your colleagues are just as discreet. We are going to have to shave parts of her head and neck in order to heal her," she answered.

"Oh...right. I will spread the news to keep quiet about it." Stefan said backing off, shuffling slightly.

"Stefan," Jessica said, stopping him.

"Yes Jessica?"

"Come and see Ruth and me when you get the chance and we are alone. We need a little chat I think."

"Oh...well..."

"Nothing to worry about, nothing wrong, but I think I am a little responsible for something. Now go and sort out your embarrassment again," she gestured towards the marmot's tenting trousers.

"Ah...I am the only one not on duty with customers again...you erm...you are naked and I couldn't control myself." Stefan stuttered.

Jessica sighed, placing the bag with the groomers to one side. "Come in then for a minute," she said grinning.

Stefan stepped through the door and Jessica knelt, quickly stripping the panting rodent of his trousers and proceeded to blow him quickly of his pressing need. "Still tasty if a little weak young man," she said as his orgasm finished and she licked every last drop off his softening shaft. "If you have a customer that likes to blow like me, they will be disappointed. Now go and get back on duty on the desk, we will be a least an hour or so sorting your bosses out." She patted Stefan on the ass as he buttoned his pants up again and left the room, a smile on his face for all to see.

Harry was soaping himself thoroughly all over a she entered the en-suite while Ruth was already sat, back against the wall with Alice resting on the tiles between his legs. He was licking gently at the damaged skin on her neck and head while her eyes were closed in a semi-state of bliss. "Here you go love," she said handing him the grooming kit so he could pull the razor sharp scissors out of it and start to clip away the unsalvageable curls of fur. "Sorry it took me a minute or two but Stefan developed a problem when I answered the door naked again."

Alice laughed, wincing as her jaws movement pulled on one the root of the hairs that Ruth was cutting away, "He is a little pocket dynamo of hormones that one. More energy than a buck rabbit I had on staff once!" she said.

"Well I blew him as he said the other staff were all engaged with customers at the moment and he looked left out. I have also told him to come and see me and Ruth when he has some free time so I can try and slow him down a little like you asked on the phone." Jessica answered as she stepped under the running water with Harry to begin her post coital cleansing.

"Well unless things have changed since we came up here, he was fibbing. He just wanted you again I think!" Harry commented laughing as he budged over.

"I will make sure he does come and see you...maybe when you get back from you assignation with the dolphins in the afternoon." Alice said.

"Afternoon, I thought we were going in the morning?" Ruth queried.

"Trust me Ruth; you will be lucky to make it back for evening service here. Gio and his family will only let you go when that bloody maître-de of his starts ringing the bell for supplies!" Alice replied as Ruth placed the scissors on the tiles next to her and carefully began rubbing shaving foam onto the areas he had already anaesthetized with his tongue.

"Ah, I see," he replied grinning as Jessica laughed in the water. "We had better sleep in late then love."

"I will send wakeup call at nine thirty for you and save you a good breakfast," Alice said as she winced slightly as Ruth started to gently shave her of the last remaining stubble. She couldn't imagine what she would look like, but she knew it wouldn't be pretty.

Harry grunted from the shower and Alice opened her eyes to see him being pinned against Jessica's chest with one of her arms, while her tail was plunging deeply into his ring. She was manipulating his sheath with her other hand to try and tease his shaft erect again while deeply tonguing his mouth in the process. It was highly erotic to watch as the dragoness effectively bound her mate's strong body with hers and violated him in revenge for his antics in the bedroom. Not that he was exactly fighting her as a full twelve inches of the dragons ridged appendage slipped repeatedly in and out of his ass in smooth movements as has cock erected and then painted the tiles on the walls in a spray of watery cum in his third orgasm of the night. He would be good for nothing but giving oral for a couple of days she thought absentmindedly as her hand started to tease at her own clit in excitement.

"Ah ah Alice," Ruth said, staying her hand with his while giving her a final lick on her now just flushed skin. "I still have to heal your ring. It will not be unpleasant...trust me." He eased her up on her feet and standing, guided her under the sluicing water which now only caressed her, where it was hurting before. "Do you want to lie on the tiles or my belly as before?" Ruth asked quietly as Jessica released her panting captor and stepped out of the shower to give them room.

"Mmmm, belly if you are sure. The tiles could aggravate my skin again," Alice replied relaxing into the showers warm flow.

"No teasing me though...this is for you alone in the way that Jessica just surprised your mate. I must be up for a long day in the morning...you may clean my cavity if you wish though," Ruth said as he gently lay down on the sopping tiles, resting his neck against the wall as Alice sat facing Harry who was still leaning, very flustered against the opposite wall.

"Then do your worst and make me unable to concentrate on you...It will be nice not to put a customer first you know," Alice agreed grinning as she lay down, her chin resting on the underside of Ruth's tail before he scooted her up so as to bring her ass into reach of his snout.

Ruth grinned, examining the rough and tender folds of aggravated skin surrounding her tailhole. She hadn't, on appearance, actually pierced the anal muscle with her spiky plaything, just the furless epidermis in the immediate vicinity which was still weeping beads of her blood. He applied his lips and tongue to the affected areas first, licking and teasing the folds until all traces of plasma were removed and the bruised wounds were well and truly closed. Then and only then did he slip a little higher and begin penetrating the eager ting with his tongue's tip.

Alice sighed as the pain receded from her abused backside, and running a claw around her ex-slaves ass, she remembered her semi-promise and moved her attentions to parting his protective vent. There was plenty of water coming from the dual shower heads above, but not a lot was getting past her thick shaggy fur...where she still had it. As she unsealed Ruth's cavity's lips, the overwhelming smell of fresh dragon seed and her own sexual release flooded her nostrils from where it had been trapped within him. 'It must be inconvenient having to clean immediately after every intercourse,' she thought, drawing a deep breath as she felt herself penetrated by his tongue, _'Makes a quickie on the street a little awkward unless your partner is talented and willing with their tongue...I imagine it would go stale very quickly with body warmth.' _She applied her own tongue and started to lap at the pool of fluids, shifting her shoulders to the side a little to allow the water to flush the area. She felt around a little and came into contact with his flaccid cock, less than a quarter the size it was when erect, before moving it aside so she could clean beneath while she was able.

Ruth felt Alice tease his ass and tip with her fingers before leaving them be. It was erotic enough that she was tonguing his sensitive scales, ensuring that he had to divert at least some attention on stopping himself getting a second wind. His nuts ached where they were buried within his body, and he really didn't want a second blowing this evening. 'I must be getting old,' he thought as he began in earnest to distract the professional sow from forgetting that. He began rimming her deeply, every revolution of his tongue around her ring dipping within between three to four inches, tickling her erogenous walls. He parted her thighs even more with his hands before starting to finger the dripping badger's pussy below without letting off her ass. His mistress started to moan again...

Harry was watching the expressions of bliss that were passing across his mate's face. Her hands stilled as her eyes closed and her head lifted subconsciously from Ruth's crotch. The dragon was admirably not erect again, something he knew was an act of supreme mind control as at his younger age he should have been able to fire another volley or two...after all Jessica had extracted three from him and he was over twenty years the white dragon's senior. Alice's tongue lolled from the side of her mouth as her throat began to expel growing groans of building pleasure, her breathing quickening again. His heart had slowed in pace back to normal after his unexpected tail fuck by Jess, but he absolutely knew he was not up to a forth performance tonight...or one for the next few for that matter.

He altered position slightly to see what exactly Ruth was doing to Alice to make her so excited, and grinned as he watched his fingers and tongue slip repeatedly within her in increasing frequency. Harry lent forward and pressed his lips to Ruth's ears, "Mind if I join you?" he asked, inaudible to his mate.

Ruth winked his acquiescence.

"Suggest you add your tail to the mix and throat fuck her...I will take her breasts," Harry said withdrawing and moving down the two conjoined torsos again. Ruth coiled his tail in response and tickled Alice's slack-jawed mouth with its tip until she cracked an eyelid and grinned, suckling it into her maw like a cub feeding on its mother's breasts.

Harry looked up at another moan and observed that Jessica was now sitting on the toilet, legs parted as she furiously masturbated herself as she watched the increasingly erotic sight. You want me to join you? Harry pantomimed, indicating he would finish her off if she wished. Jessica shook her head in negation, gesturing for him to do whatever he was going to, to his and her mate where they lay. He grinned and slipped his hands between their tightly sandwiched bellies, digging his claws into his mate's nipples.

Alice opened her mouth wider to squeal as she felt her mate pinch her nipples hard, but found her airway blocked as Ruth used the opportunity to slip his tail well into her throat as she swallowed it convulsively. She started to gag a little as her pleasures built rapidly to a peak.

Ruth glanced at Harry worried a little as he began to pull his tail free. Harry grabbed it and held tight, "Feel her heart rate Ruth...we have practiced auto-asphyxiation in private. It heightens the pleasure but is too risky for the customers. When her heart starts to falter, let her breathe again and she will go into full orgasm."

"You sure Harry?" Ruth asked hesitantly as Alice was struggling more and more to breathe.

"She is not tied, she can pull free by arching her back...she wants this, so just listen for the skipped beats," Harry confirmed letting his grasp on Ruth's tail go and rolling Alice's nipples harder and harder between his claws to keep her pleasure at its highest point.

Ruth nodded and bent to his task again, this time puncturing Alice's clitoris sheath with his talon tips as his cheek was pressed tight against her inner femoral artery that was pulsing under her thighs fur. He still wasn't entirely happy with situation, but the as Harry had pointed out, Alice could escape if she wanted. He could feel the badger's throat convulsing on his tail, the esophageal muscles actions getting weaker by the second as she started to go limp from lack of oxygen. He felt the pulse against his cheek falter slightly and he pulled his tail free of her spasming throat in a clean and smooth movement to avoid laceration.

Alice rolled her eyes as the room started to fade...everything she heard Harry saying was true but she wanted this so much. Her muscles started to relax as her brain shut down all but the vital functions as her heart strained in her chest. It skipped once, and she felt Ruth's tail leave her throat as her psyche opened all its channels again, forcing her lungs into a huge heaving intake of breath, her pleasure centres flooding her brain with endorphins as she went into full orgasm while her lungs fought to revive her from the brink of suffocation. "YEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" she screamed with her first exhalation of trapped dioxides.

Ruth felt his tongue clamped down upon as the badger ripped into a dual orgasm, flooding his hands and chest with her fluids as she lost bladder control momentarily. It was too much for him and he felt his cock poking urgently at the spasming sows breasts, brushing the questing hands already there aside. He needed it now and his body was about to bathe her afresh with his cum.

Harry felt the dragon males cock push his hands aside and he was tempted to ring his fingers around the urgently twitching shaft. He glanced up at Jessica who had her eyes half closed about to orgasm herself and she just nodded towards Ruth's tightly closed eyes. "He won't notice," she mouthed silently. Harry grinned and began running his claws and fingers up and down Ruth's cock, one hand cupping the dragon's now exposed balls and squeezing gently as it was thrust against him.

Ruth felt movement his shaft and assumed it was Alice in her bliss. He twitched his hips in a semi-thrust and released his second flood of the night between his belly and her breasts...it was only then that he realized the hands bearing the most weight were pressed tightly and kneading upon his thighs. 'Bloody Harry!' he thought as his pleasure enveloped him.

Jessica went into full orgasm as she watched Ruth being jerked off to full orgasm by the male badger, 'I wonder If we will start swinging that way more often?' she thought as her brain dropped a pink fuzz over her eyes again, her sexual release splashing into the bowl below her.

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After the comedown and they had all finished showering each other, the four of them tightly packed under the waters flow, parts touching that should have provoked reaction, but their bodies were all too exhausted. Jessica looked up at Ruth as he was squeegeeing the water from his scales... "So you enjoy yourself love?" she asked, causing the badgers to pause in anticipation of the answer.

Ruth nodded, "I must admit that I did...though the ending was not exactly my cup of tea."

"Did it bother you?"

"Not exactly, though I think that was because I was too far gone into my feral self. I will not be seeking it again voluntarily."

"I am sorry about that Ruth; I got too involved," Harry said, "You are not cross are you?"

"No not cross Harry, just a tad unsettled. I enjoyed it as much as if it was Jessica in your place. I know I am not gay or even bi, so I think I will avoid it in the future." Ruth continued as he picked up the towel.

"Well if you ever feel the need to try the next step with a male, you know where to find us. Alice is just as skilled at pleasuring females, so we could still swing." Harry grinned as Ruth and Jessica laughed.

"I will bear that in mind Harry, Alice. Now I am exhausted and need to give this body of mine a chance to recuperate before I am raped by a horny young dolphin!" Ruth said as he walked back out into the bedroom, looking at the destroyed bed.

"You want me to get that made up again for you?" Alice asked, slipping out behind him and resting a hand on his naked thigh.

"No, just give me a hand flipping the sheets and the maids can do it when we are gone in the morning," he pointed at the clock which was reading after midnight, "No need to pull them from their other duties."

Alice grinned and going to the other side of the four-poster peeled back the mess in preparation.

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Jessica snuggled down next to him and rubbed her chin across his shoulder-blade, "You sure you are alright love?" she asked kissing him.

"Yes dear...I still feel a little guilty about all this, that's all." Ruth answered sleepily.

"No guilt on your side Ruth, I instigated it all, it is me who should bare the guilt if there is any to bare." she waited a few seconds for his response, "Ruth?" A light snore answered her and her lips curled into a smile as she pulled herself in closer to his body. "Males!" she muttered contentedly as her eyes closed for the night.