Palen's Story - Chapter One -
Palen's Story Chapter One - Where To Begin (c) cederwyn Whitefurr 12th February, 2012 All Rights Reserved
Palen stood before his new master and mistress, as naked as the day the miniature stallion had been foaled. He was completely comfortable, his beautiful golden coat shimmering in the overhead lighting, as at his new owners command, he turned about; holding his short arms out and showing his body to them for their approval.
He was short, only four feet eight inches, with a rich golden coat, a thick made of almost silvery coloration with black flecks along the tips. A white patch over his broad nostrils, that eased into a blaze up between his eye, also ran down under his finely furred, leathery chin and become an broad white patch on his chest. His sheath was dark and almost leathery, measuring about seven inches and his dark scrotum barely brushed his golden furred thighs. His hooves were small, slightly bigger than might have been expected of an anthropomorphic minature stallion, and his silvery coloured tail almost brused the floor, as it swished from side to side contetedly.
"Palen - " Snapped the man, and the equine instantly glanced up at the human.
"Master?" Palen spoke, his voice soft and innocent, his dark brown eyes sparkling.
"You are our property now, do you understand?" Spoke the man, as he walked around Palen, observing the young stallion.
"Yes master." Palen responded, no fear or hesitation in his quick, submissive response.
"Peter - please," The woman spoke, from where she sat on the couch. "Be nice to him, its his first meeting with us and - "
"Mistress, if I may speak freely?" Palen asked politely.
Gesturing, the woman nodded to Palen, who drew a short breath and spoke.
"Master, mistress, it is my pleasure and honor, to serve you however you may wish of me. I have been conditioned by the Inteli-Pet Corporation, as, I believe, you requested. You are my owners, and as such, I obey with no hesitation or discussion. I exist, purely to serve you both, in any capacity you may wish of me." Palen answered truthfully, then at the woman's gesture, he relaxed, clasping his slender paws behind him and assuming an almost military-style stance, hooves perfectly aligned with his shoulders.
Peter grasped the young stallion by the tail and lifted it, making palen swallow, but his eyes remained locked straight ahead, before Peter ran his fingers through the silky hair of the tail and whispered appreciatively.
"Palen - " Peter asked from behind the stallion.
"Master?" Palen enquired, glancing over his shoulder.
"If...I were to tell you to get me a drink..." Peter asked, speculating.
"I would be honored sir - what would you like to drink?" Palen answered, slowly turning to face his master, his expression one of perfect servility.
"Nothing - it was just...a question." Peter answered, before cupping Palen's chin and lifting his lips up, like he was inspecting a feral horse.
Palen made no effort to resist, merely relaxing as his master began thouroughly exploring Palen from ear tip to hooves and back again. After a lengthy examination, he sat on the couch and reached out, clasping hands with his wife.
"Happy birthday my love - I suspect, he is everything you wished for?" Peter smiled, then kissed his wife on the cheek.
She blushed, then kissed her husband back adoringly. "Yes my love, he's beautiful - so shy, yet so gentle...who would have thought that they could make a stallion, so meek and well-mannered?"
Palen flicked an ear, for the most part, ignoring their conversation, as he waited patiently for orders.
"That will be all please Palen, go to your room, we will call if we need you." She spoke tenderly.
"Very well mistres...master." Palen bowed his head politely, then quietly clopped off to his assigned room.
"He's just so sweet and innocent I just want..." Whispered the woman, as she blushed and glanced at her feet.
"He has been trained Kendra, - " Peter smiled and squeesed his wife's hand gently. "I know how long you've wanted to feel a males touch...ever since..."
Kendra winced and clutched Peter's hands tightly in her own, and nodded weakly. Peter had lost his masculinity in a terrible accident, twelve years before, and he knew his wife of nearly twenty years, had remained true and faithful ever since.
Now, she might know the touch of a male - albeit one she was still very shy about. Sure, Peter did his best to please his wife in other ways, but they both missed the intimacy of sexual relaxtions, and when Peter knew his wife loved horses, he had made a joke, about purchashing her a 'pet' from the Inteli-Pet Corporation. She had balked at the idea, doubly so when laying in bed one night, she was frustrated and anxious, having pleasured herself sexually with assorted toys - she knew they were a poor substitue for the real thing - Peter had been working in his study, and Kendra had sighed, thinking, just thinking - what would it be like...a living, breathing, furred pet - to cuddle with and...she blocked the thoughts out of her mind.
No! She mentally chastised herself - taking a pet...in a sexual way...it was...no - it was wrong, it was beyond wrong! Surely, the animal itself, be it feral or anthropomorphic - would have a will and a mind of its own, not be some...some automated furred robot as such, who would exist purely to serve as a living, breathing object of sexual fantasies and pleasures....
No, it was wrong, disgust filled her with revulsion and loathing, but six months later, at a party hosted by a Gazelle anthropomorphic doe friend - Kendra had struck up conversation with Kapella, the Gazelle, who owned an Inteli-Pet Corporation feral canine. She told Kendra the joy and love her pet brought her, when they would lay together on the bed, the dog - a german shepherd - holding intelligent, thoughtful and pleasing conversation with her, and over their chats during the party, and more drinks than either should have consumed - Kappella had led the timid Kendra into her bedroom, and sat on the bed. Instantly, the dog come awake, he yawned delicately, and his long, thick tail thumped happily against the bedcovers.
"Jack, this is my friend Kendra, please say hello - " Smiled the Gazelle, as she playfully pet the dog's head.
Standing on the bed, the shepher made a graceful bow, his left foreleg extended and lead laid low, before he spoke, his voice as clear as Kapella's, and he favored them both with a distinct canine smile, before he answered.
"Hello Kendra, a pleasure to make your aquaintance - "
Kendra had been shocked - never having met an Inteli-Pet before, and before long, the party was forgotten, as Kapella sat beside her friend, Jack sitting before Kapella on his rump, his forelegs holding him up, and Kendra's furtive glance drifted towards jack's large, furred sheath. Kapella sniffed delicately, then leaned over and whispered into Kendra's ears.
"I can smell your scent from across the room - and so can Jack..."
Kendra blushed to the roots of her hair, ashamed she had been caught out, before she laid a shivering hand on Kapella's furred thigh and whsispered back.
"Do you...I mean - can he..." Kendra blushed even worse and buried her head in her hands.
Kapella smiled and winked, then looked to the patient German Shepherd. "Jack, would you like to answer her please?"
"Yes Mistress," Jack replied, with an even broader canine grin on his muzzle. "Miss...may I call you Kendra?"
"Please.." Kendra whispered nervously, staring into Jack's dark, brown eyes, seeing only love and adoration returned from him.
"Kendra, I am as you surmised, an Inteli-Pet. I have been trained to obey my mistress, Kapella. I owe her my complete and unbreakable loyalty, and I would die, to protect her. As for your question, yes, I am..." Jack paused, then frowned, a distinctly human-like look come to him, as he thought for a moment, before speaking again. "As much as my form permits - fully capable of pleasing my mistress, in any way I can. Mistress Kapella enjoys my personal company - for I obey her orders implicitly, and I am, as I am sure my mistress will agree - a 'perfect gentleman' when we make love, or she asks me to pleasure her in...other ways."
Kapella blushed, her inner ears growing hot, as she laid a hand on Jack's head and gently stroked, glancing at Kendra.
"Sorry - I forget, I ordered him to speak the truth - earlier. Maybe...maybe - that was a mistake, and I apologise, I didn't mean to offend you." Kapella sighed quietly.
"You...and Jack - " Kendra whispered, eyes widening. "How...is he...can he - "
Tipping Kendra a playful wink, Kapella leaned close and whispered. "My friend - you have no idea, what he can do with his tongue alone...."
Both Gazelle and human began laughing delicately, as Jack sat patiently, wagging his tail happily...
*
That night, as Kendra and Peter lay in bed, they quietly discussed the thought of purchasing an Inteli-Pet. Holding nothing back from each other, they discussed their sexuality openly, kendra telling Peter about Jack, every single intimate detail, and at first, he'd been horrified and sickened, but slowly came to realise and understand - that Kapella was beautiful, Peter admitted that, and many years ago, he had tried - unsuccessfully - to bed Kapella one night...of course, this was before he was married to Kendra, and Kapella had politely refused his sexual advances, but they forever remained close friends.
*
They both knew the marketing from the Inteli-Pet Corporation; how a pet was completely, almost too a fault, submissive and willing to obey - of course, certain compulsions had been driven so deep into an Inteli-Pet, it could never break those few primary rules - amongst them, was never do harm to a human or anthropomorphic person - vis, do not try to murder your master or mistress, or anyone else. To date, not one Inteli-Pet Corporation 'pet' had ever managed to break this cardinal rule, and a few had made the ultimate sacrifice - losing their lives to save their beloved master or mistress from harm by another.
Their loyalty was absolute, and whilst they had thoughts, feelings and personalities of their own, some were given their freedom, by their owners, to make their own decisions - at least in the confines of their owners homes. Some, it was whispered about - had recieved 'special' training, and were, from what few people whispered about such things - wether the lies and mistruth's were even half-right - they were the ideal lovers. They would pleasure a master or mistress - they did not mind either sex - with technique, skill and an underlying almost borderline bond of absolute trust. Of coruse, the Corporation, by legal statue, denied any such 'training' of their pets - but it was done in secrecy, all documentation and records of such, were kept strictly confidential.
It was a lucrative buisness for the Inteli-Pet Corporation, whose products were mostly 'normal' animals, either anthropomorphic, half-feral in appearance - with the ability to speak, think and hold intelligent and thoughtful discussions with their owners, or even fetch small objects, by carrying them in their mouth; as an example. A precious few, had recieved a more 'specialised' training, which did not come cheap - but the owners whose personal kink lay with anthropomorphic or even 'feral' style creatures, the Corporation did not judge. All owners of 'specially' trained animals, were sworn to a non-disclosure agreeement between themselves and the Corporation, also another legal document, station the corportation would not be held legally responsible, for any injuries, mortalities or disfigurements caused from the clients 'activities' with said pet...
*
Peter smiled, then leaned over and kissed Kendra's cheek adoringly, squeesing her left hand in noth his, before he chuckled quietly.
"Go on my love, I can never hope to please you, in an intimate and sexual way, the way we used too - perhaps...that shy, sweet natured stallion - might be able to please you instead...."
To be continued...