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The Seduction of Seleste

from the world of the mating season

Sex for Seven

Chapter 20

The following morning, Ahote led Seleste and Talisa to his village, a small community deep in the dusky golden fields of the plains. It was beautiful and Seleste knew she would never see the like again. The flowers that dotted the plains were the size of a child and towered around the doorways of the plains wolves' grassy knoll homes. Their homes were actually burrows dug out in the sides of the hills. The doors of every home were camouflaged with grass and tiny flowers, so that one could walk through the plains and it was entirely possible to not even notice the houses were there.

Crowds of wolves burst from their homes at the return of Ahote, cheering and grinning and shouting for joy. It became apparent at once that Ahote had simply disappeared and his village had thought him dead. Seleste and Talisa watched as Ahote was slapped on the back, as small pups clung to his calves, as young females with great breasts sighed and fanned themselves that the handsome prince had returned. Older females pinched Ahote's cheeks and tisked that he was so thin, while young males took a knee as he passed, and children leapt about laughing and waving. The prince was home!

Ahote continued on his way, waving and grinning as he was greeted, Seleste and Talisa in tow. They finally reached a great knoll and the great grassy doors of it burst open. Seven young males who looked just like Ahote barreled out into the sunlight, their bodies bursting with muscles, their manes long and wild, their soft cocks flapping as they moved. Their manes were woven with feathers, their biceps bugled with bracelets, and their eyes were as fiercely golden as Ahote's. Seleste could only assume these were the brothers he had spoken of. They were all very much like Ahote, if not taller, larger, and far more muscular. They ruffled his mane, slapped him on the back, choked him in one-armed hugs, and shoved him back and forth among them. Ahote took it all with great pleasure. He was breathless, red in the face, and laughing when his brothers stopped to ask about Seleste and Talisa.

"How is it you have returned to us?" asked the tallest, a suave male with a handsome face almost identical to Ahote's. Seleste didn't know why, but she got the feeling the males were disappointed to see Ahote there and were only pretending to be happy for the sake of the watching crowds: they exchanged tight-lipped glances of frustration that Ahote did not seem to notice.

"And with such treasures as these . . ." said another. He moved past Ahote to Seleste and Talisa, his bright eyes dancing with lust.

"They were enslaved with me," Ahote said, coming to stand between Seleste and Talisa. He put his arms around them and Seleste almost laughed when Talisa made a face. "I conjured a storm that destroyed the ship, and the three of us escaped," he said proudly.

Seleste resisted the urge to cringe as the big males crowded round. Their eyes danced with lust as they examined her. She flinched away when one pushed her mane back to see her breasts. Another squeezed her breast until the nipple stood out. She gasped angrily and slapped his paw away. The males chuckled.

"Keep your filthy paws off her," Talisa warned in a low voice.

Ahote's face darkened. "Leave them alone. My brothers, they are our guests!"

But Ahote went ignored. Seleste gasped when the youngest prince was shoved aside by the face. The males crowded in, smiling nastily, laughing. Their big cocks were already hard. Seleste clutched her blanket tight around her shoulders and wanted to disappear just imagining those huge things inside. Should two gang up on her, she couldn't imagine the pain.

"What are you bastards doing!" Talisa snarled.

Oh god. Not again. Not again! Seleste looked away as the males crowded Talisa. She heard her friend fighting and shouting, then a slap resounded across the plains and Seleste couldn't believe it when Talisa was hurled over a male's shoulder. She was carried kicking and screaming into the large grassy doors through which the males had only just come. For whatever odd reason, the crowds hovering nearby cheered at this.

Seleste backed away as three males moved in on her. Her heart hammered when they playfully grabbed her ass, smoothed their paws down her tail, cupped her breasts. She twisted in vain to avoid them and was met with laughter when they wrestled her blanket from her. Her breasts jiggled from the struggle and she screamed when one male grabbed her flailing arms. Her arms were twisted behind her back and she stood there blushing, breathless, breasts heaving as her tits were examined more closely.

"Ah," said one male, the largest. He weighed Seleste's perky breasts on the tips of his fingers, as if to appraise how high they were. "They're perfect," he said and grinned.

Another male roughly kicked Seleste's legs apart and fingered her. She twisted and blushed, her breasts jiggling. But she couldn't escape the caresses on her clit, the pinches on her pussy lips. Then she was hoisted on a male's shoulder much like Talisa and carried inside with the cheers of the crowds behind her.

Seleste closed her eyes. It couldn't be happening. It couldn't. It couldn't! For the first time in her life, she truly understood her father's protectiveness. There had been so many times when she had begged him to let her travel. Honiahaka had written her so many stories of his adventures, the villages he had seen, the wolves he had met. And reading his letters as she lay in bed, she had wanted desperately to see the world. Now she'd give anything to be at home in her room while MeRorr guarded her door.

When Seleste opened her eyes again, she was being carried into what appeared to be a throne room. Weapons hung on display on the walls, woven baskets of flowers hung from the ceiling, a large fire pit glowed bright against the gloom. Seleste could already hear Talisa's moans and grunts of rage as she was fucked, no doubt, in every crevice.

When Seleste was set on her feet, she gasped at what she saw. Oh god. It was like the slavers all over again! Four of the brothers already had Talisa on her back, and as one rammed his cock in her pussy, another had his cock in her mouth. Meanwhile, the remaining two had forced her to pump their dicks in her fists. They knelt either side of her as she worked them, her lips glossy and slobbering on the dick that pushed against them. The males kneeling either side of her leaned down as she worked them and suckled her breasts. She wiggled in their midst, helpless and angry and stubbornly grunting even as they gasped and sighed.

Seleste felt a big paw shove her lightly in the small of her back. She stumbled toward two waiting males, her heart beating hard in her throat. One took Seleste by the paw, and as he seated himself on the floor, he pulled her down with him. She began to sniffle with tears as he guided her hips to his cock. The other two took her by the arms and helped their brother guide his cock in. She squeezed her eyes shut as his hard-on filled her, firm and strong and throbbing with desire. He rested back on his elbows, watching as she miserably began to ride him. When she moved too slow, he jerked his hips impatiently and she cried out as he punched inside. She braced her paws on the earthen floor either side his rippling belly and began to move faster. Their faces were very close. He closed his eyes and lifted his chin a moment, sighing with pleasure. Then he looked at her with serious satisfaction and gave her panting lips a lick.

"This one," he said, guiding Seleste's face closer to his, "we will fight for her to take place as our chieftess. The other shall be a concubine." So saying, he kissed Seleste warm on the mouth.

The other males chuckled.

"I would gladly fight to claim this one as wife!" said another and smoothed his paw down Seleste's long mane. He guided it back and squeezed her tit.

Seleste felt another male kneel behind her. His hot, hard body pressed against her back and his big paws swallowed her breasts. He cupped, squeezed, and rotated them, pinching her nipples as his hot tongue lapped her neck. "A pretty little thing," he whispered wet in her ear. "I wonder how you taste . . ." So saying, his paw smoothed down her trembling belly to her clit. Seleste cried out and bit her lip. She felt her clit swell in quick response. He sighed and rubbed her clit carefully between his index finger and thumb. She was trembling when she felt this thick cock slide carefully under tail. Her anus clenched to receive him. She squeezed her eyes shut tight, sobbing quietly as her small body rode up and down from the thrusts.

"Mmm, sweet little thing," he whispered in her ear. "So tight, so soft and yielding."

Seleste shivered when he licked her neck again, this time ending it with a bite that made her cry out. She wriggled to escape his teeth, but her wriggling seemed to only bring pleasure to the cocks that were crammed in her pussy and ass.

"Look at her titties fly," said the one who had smoothed her mane. He stood over them, slowly stroking his cock as it throbbed in his paw. "Here, little thing," he said. He stepped close, and prying Seleste's lips apart with this thumb, he rammed his cock inside. Seleste choked as the salty taste filled her mouth. Tears rose to blind her. She couldn't breathe. He grabbed her by the mane and moved her head forward and back on his cock. She started to sob and her tongue vibrated against him. His head fell back and he moaned.

"Fuck yes," whispered the one taking Seleste in the ass. His strokes on her clit continued, gentle and soft. She felt her juices coming and wanted to die.

"No, you sons of bitches!" Talisa growled.

Seleste strained to look beyond the cock in her mouth. She could see Talisa just beyond the male's hip. Talisa was being dragged down on her back. The four males laughed as she kicked and fought, as her tail lashed, as her big breasts jiggled. Her tight, muscular body twisting against them was - unfortunately for her -- a delicious sight. One managed to wrestle her arms still. He knelt with Talisa's head in his lap, and her arms were roughly bound by another as the male began massaging her breasts. Talisa continued to kick as she was felt up. One male stuffed a rag in her mouth as the other continued to bind her twisting wrists. A fourth male placed her bucking legs on his shoulders, and laughing at her struggle, he reached between her thighs and carefully began to stroke. His fingers smoothed along the split of her pussy to her clit, firm in their caressing. Seleste could see Talisa's arousal from here: her friend's big nipples were hardening as one male continued to massage her breasts and the other stroked her pussy. Eventually, her heaving and bucking stopped. The males chuckled.

The male stroking Talisa's pussy leaned down between her thighs to lick her lips around the gag. He slid himself inside and began to fuck her, rhythmic and slow. The male cradling Talisa's head squeezed her breasts in fistfuls, and the male fucking her suckled the offering in long, slow sucks. Talisa lay in the midst of them and melted all over, her eyes still glittering hatred.

Watching as she too was fondled and fucked, Seleste noticed light fizzling off the males. The more excited they became, the more they crackled and sparked: they were using magical energy to tame Talisa.

"We should have this one sit on my face," said the male who pushed his way in Seleste's ass. He licked her cheek and whispered to her, "Wanna sit on daddy's face? I'll lick you so good they'll hear your screams across the sea."

Seleste shivered as he nibbled her ear.

"Well, make up your mind," said the one whose cock was in her mouth. "I want my turn, dammit."

Seleste felt a wave of relief when the dick in her ass pulled out. She was pulled from the other male's lap, but they only pressed her to the floor and made her sit. They gathered around her and took turns slipping their fingers in her pussy. She blushed crimson as they ate her juices.

"I want to lick her thighs," said one, touching the back of his fingers to her face. Without warning, he lunged at Seleste, burying his face in her cleavage and biting her. Seleste wriggled and screamed as the three of them brought her down. She felt two cocks enter her pussy as her legs were splayed wide. The third male stuck his dick in her mouth. She began to cry.

"Yes, sob," whispered the male who was mouth-fucking her. "Makes it feel so good when you cry . . ."

"Brothers!"

The room went still when Ahote's voice rang through it.

Seleste strained to look past her attackers. Ahote stood in the doorway, his body fizzling with magical energy, his mane blowing in an ethereal wind. The dagger in his paw was crackling with the same energy. He pointed it into the room, a white light momentarily blinded them all - and his brothers crumbled to ash.