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A story commission by DoggyStyle57, for Phrax Written March 2014

Chapter 4

Bern, Switzerland: June 16, 2010 (Wednesday)

Something vibrating very close to his ear was what awakened Remiel on Wednesday morning. He really didn't want to wake up. The ten year old otter boy was being cuddled from both sides by the twin twelve year old otter girls, Farah and Kate, and his face was pressed against the breast of one of them. He could feel the girl's stiff nipple pressed to his mouth. He smiled as he remembered that last night he had mated with both of these pretty girls - the first time he had ever had real sex with anyone.

"Look at him smiling. He's awake now, sis," whispered the girl pressed to his back, as she turned off the vibrating alarm on her wristwatch.

"Time to get up, sleepy head," whispered the other girl, touching the boy's chin and tipping his face up to meet her kiss.

Remiel's eyes fluttered open, and he whispered, "G'morning. Thank you. Both of you. Last night was the best ever." Then he whimpered as he felt the girl behind him pulling away and pulling down the blankets, exposing them to the cooler air of the bedroom.

"Hush. It's time to wake our Master," said the girl that was still cuddling him, as she gently pushed him away. "Get up and watch how we do it."

Remiel carefully got out of bed and stood beside it. The light in the room was dim, coming from a small accent lamp in one corner of the windowless bedroom. But it was enough to see fairly clearly as the twin girls knelt on either side of Lord Roderick, and gently began to lick and nuzzle at the old squirrel's sheath and balls. Farah, or at least he was pretty sure it was Farah, took her Master's cock into her mouth and started sucking on it as soon as it was exposed.

"We'll take turns sucking on his cock until he cums," Kate said. "You can take a taste of him too, if you want. Do you want a turn after Farah and I have each sucked him a bit?"

"Ahhh, well, I don't really know how ta do it right, y'see. So I guess I'll just watch, this time," Remiel said.

"Okay," Kate replied, taking the cock from her sister's mouth and hungrily sucking on it.

The sisters passed their Master's cock back and forth several times, until Lord Roderick came in Farah's mouth. Then Farah gave her twin a sloppy wet kiss, and they shared the creamy cum.

"Well done, girls," the squirrel said, patting both girls on their bare butts. He looked over at Remiel and said, "Good morning, lad! Hope you slept well?"

"Very well, Master," the boy replied. "And I had really nice dreams, too."

"I would imagine you did, with the sweet memories of your first sexual experiences with these two delightful girls last night. Well, we have time to enjoy each of these girls one more time before we go to breakfast, Remiel. So pick a girl and start mating with her, and I'll enjoy the other one. We'll trade girls after all four of us have cum," the Lord said.

"I can do it again? Oh! Thank you, Master!" Remiel said. He kissed the closest girl, and she rolled him atop her and guided him into place to mate with her face to face, so they could keep kissing.

"Can you tell us apart yet?" the girl that he was fucking asked.

"Ummmm, I'm really sorry, but no, I can't," the boy admitted.

"I'm Kate. I usually wear my watch on my right wrist, and Farah usually wears hers on her left wrist," the girl said. "We've been thinking of getting our ears pierced on opposite sides, but we kinda like being able to fool people by moving our watches. Master says that if you kiss us enough, you'll learn to tell which one we are by our kissing style. So I see I need to kiss you more!"

Remiel sighed into the girl's kiss, as he tried to concentrate enough to keep mating with her too. His hips seemed to know what to do, but if he got too distracted, he would slip out or stop thrusting. He still couldn't believe how good it felt to mate, and the girls' perfume was almost equally intoxicating to his senses. He had noticed it the day before - some floral scent that he couldn't quite identify. Whatever it was, he really liked the smell.

All too soon he and Kate both climaxed, and he had to pull out of her and trade places with Lord Roderick. He was a little worried that he might get too soft to mate with Farah, but before his willy could wilt she reached down and guided him into her cum-sloppy vagina and kissed him passionately until he was happily humping away and as hard as could be. He tried to pay attention to how this girl's kissing was different than her sister's. What he noticed was that Farah didn't push her tongue quite as deep into his mouth, and she tried to coax him into pushing his tongue into her mouth too. Kate, on the other hand, was more aggressive, and kept her tongue in his mouth through the whole kiss.

When they were done, Lord Roderick said, "Remiel, I would like you to lick both girls clean now, to thank them for being your first lovers. You don't have to make them cum again, though they would be happy if you can. Just make sure you lap up enough of our cum so that they can walk back to their rooms without it dripping down their legs."

"Y-yes sir, Master sir," Remiel said, as he slid lower on Farah and started to lick her clean. He really liked how she tasted. Whether she was clean or sloppy with cum didn't matter. Kate lay down beside her sister and sighed happily when Remiel licked her clean too. Both girls kissed each other and fingered each other's clits, and they both climaxed before Remiel licked the last of the cum from the second otter girl.

"Well done, lad," his Master said. "Now, all of you return to your rooms, shower well, and come to breakfast."

===

After the morning meal, Remiel was told to report to Miss Lena for laundry duty. He followed Miss Cora and six other maids down to the basement, where they entered a room that had more washing machines and dryers than there had been in his neighborhood's Laundromat back home. There were also some other machines that he didn't recognize, and several ironing boards and irons set up and ready to use, with tables nearby for folding clothes.

"Miss Lena is in charge of laundry duties," Miss Cora said, leading the boy to the twenty two year old Ferret lady. "She will tell you what to do here."

"Ever done laundry before, Remiel?" Miss Lena asked.

The boy replied, "No ma'am. Mum always did that for us, an' if she needed help, she asked m' sisters to help her. I had ta wash dishes and take out the trash as my chores."

"Well, we will start you on some easy chores then," Miss Lena said. "Those girls over there are sorting laundry that has been sent to us by everyone in the household. The small net bags contain stockings and bras and other delicate items that can be washed in a machine, but which require a cool wash and gentle agitation. Each girl has her own labeled bags for her delicates, and those things stay in the individual girls' bags through being washed and being dried. Now, white laundry goes into that row of machines, and colored things go into that row, and the delicates into the row of four machines on the far wall. The machines are already set for the correct temperatures and agitation. Some things need special dry-cleaning, and they will go into their own pile for the oldest girls and I to deal with later. The more experienced girls will sort them out from the rest. For your part, you just take each filled basket of laundry to one of the machines for that type, put in a scoop of soap, dump in the clothes, and turn it on. Some of the other girls will take it to the dryers when the washing is done. Understand?"

"Ummm, yes Ma'am. I'll get right ta work, Miss Lena," Remiel said. It all seemed pretty confusing to the boy, but he figured he could handle it.

He had loaded one washer with white laundry and two with colored things, and was carrying another basket of whites to the machines, when a familiar scent caught his nose. He set down the basket near a small pile of particularly colorful dresses and nightgowns on one table, beside the baskets for the colored laundry. On top of the pile were the two scarlet silk dresses that Kate and Farah had worn the night before, and he could easily smell their unique perfume on them! He picked the two dresses up and nuzzled them, savoring the girls' scent that clung to them.

"What are you doing, boy? Get back to work!" shouted one of the other maids. It was Miss Mia, the 14 year old ferret girl. As the oldest girl on duty this time, she was acting as Miss Lena's assistant, keeping the younger kids in line while the older ferret lady did something with those unfamiliar-looking machines.

Remiel was embarrassed to be caught sniffing the girls' clothes. He turned around and hid the dresses behind his back, and then tried to drop them into the closest basket of colored laundry, as if he hadn't done anything. "Sorry Mia! Just picking up some stuff that fell on the floor!" he said. He turned and quickly grabbed his basket, resting it on one shoulder as he went to the next washing machine, dumped in the soap and laundry and turned it on - all the while glancing back at Mia to see if the ferret girl was still glaring at him. He was relieved to see that she wasn't, and he got back to work loading more machines.

Half an hour later Remiel was folding bed sheets with Miss Klara and Miss Irene, when Miss Mia let out a shriek.

"Oh no! Look at this mess! Who loaded this machine?" the ferret girl cried, as she pulled several bright pink blouses, aprons and dress shirts from the washer.

Remiel blinked. He hadn't seen any pink clothes in the laundry that they had been washing today. Come to think of it, he had never seen any of the maids wearing pink blouses or aprons - only white ones. And unless he was mistaken, any washing machine in that row should have been full of white clothes! He counted machines and realized it was the one he had loaded right after Mia had scolded him.

"Who did this?" Mia demanded.

"Ummm, I... I think I loaded that one, but I don't understand how...?" Remiel said, inching closer to the furious ferret girl.

"Are you blind, boy?" she asked, as she pulled out two ruined red silk dresses from the machine. They were Kate and Farah's red silk party dresses. But their rich scarlet color was now streaked and uneven, and the delicate fabric was torn in several places. "Silk dresses don't ever go into the laundry machines, let alone tossing red ones in with the whites! You just dyed three of the Master's best white shirts and more than half a dozen white maids' blouses and aprons pink, you moron! These two silk dresses should have been sorted onto the table to be dry-cleaned! How did they get into your laundry basket full of whites in the first place?"

"I... uhhh... I didn't know! I was. Ummm... smelling them, an' I must have dropped 'em in the wrong basket!" Remiel replied sadly, hiding behind Miss Irene. "Am... Am I gonna be punished for that?"

Miss Cora had come back down to check on things, and she stepped up behind the cowering otter boy. "Yes, but do not worry about being beaten, or even spanked. Our Master will not be at all happy that this happened, but the clothing can easily enough be replaced. What is important is to make sure that this sort of disaster doesn't happen again. And I think I know just what to do to ensure that you will never forget this day, and that you will never repeat this mistake!" she said.

The way that the bunny lady was smiling at Remiel made a shiver go down his spine. He didn't know what kind of punishment she had in mind, but the way she was looking at him, he almost wished he could just get a really hard spanking. He swallowed hard and said, "I'll take whatever punishment you see fit, M'lady. I know I did a bad thing, and I don't want to do it again."

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Bern, Switzerland: June 16, 2010 (Noon on Wednesday)

At lunch time, Miss Cora called for silence and made an announcement to all the maids, looking very serious. The cook even waited in the doorway, to hear and see what the announcement was all about. Remiel was the only trainee not present in the room.

"There was an unfortunate accident in the laundry this morning. Our new houseboy, Remiel, was careless in his duties, and washed two red silk dresses with a load of blouses and aprons and several of our master's best dress shirts. The dresses were ruined, of course, and I think most of you can imagine what state the laundry was in when it came out of that washing machine. Remiel certainly will not forget and make this mistake again, will you, Remiel?" Miss Cora asked, as she looked at the door to the hallway.

Remiel peeked around the edge of the doorway, then stood up straight and walked into the room, trying to not hide his face in shame. "No M'Lady. I will not forget this day," he said.

Several girls giggled when they saw him. William and Lord Roderick chuckled. Kate had both hands on her muzzle as she tried to keep from laughing at the boy. Farah couldn't contain herself any longer. She laughed out loud and said, "Oh! OH MY! That sight is almost worth losing my favorite dress for! How long does he have to stay like that?"

Remiel blushed as he got to Miss Cora's side, but for once no one could see it. That was because his hair and his fur had been dyed a brilliant pink, from the top of his head to the tip of his tail! Miss Cora had made him bathe in a pink fur dye for almost half an hour, until every square inch of him was just as pink as the clothing he had ruined. His hair, having been blonde rather than white, was a darker shade of pink than his fur, and his shirt and houseboy apron were also pink - dyed his own mistake in the laundry.

"He will remain like this for one week," Miss Cora said, grinning. "And then we will allow him to bleach his hair and fur back to their normal colors. That dye is colorfast and waterproof, but we have a special fur shampoo that will get it out of his fur completely. I trust this will also serve as a reminder to all of you to be observant and careful in your duties? Good! Master? Have you anything to add?" She directed this last question to Lord Roderick.

The squirrel nodded and patted Remiel on the shoulder, rising from his seat to stand on the other side of the boy, and looking down at him paternally. "Remiel, I am glad to see that you are accepting this punishment with good graces. I would like to say that while I did approve it, the idea to do this to you was not mine, nor is it intended to belittle you or make fun of you. It is merely a way to make sure that you and your fellow trainees fully understand the need to pay attention to your duties, no matter how trivial those duties may seem. Your error today only cost money. The damaged clothes can easily be replaced, and no one was harmed by it. But some day a similar lack of attention to your assigned tasks might have more serious consequences. You do understand this, don't you?"

"Yes sir, Master Roderick sir," the otter boy replied. "Like if I'd been just as careless while helping with the ironing, I coulda burned the whole mansion down! I know I did wrong, and honestly, as embarrasin' as this punishment is, it's better than getting my butt paddled 'til I can't sit down. And I imagine that's what my ma woulda done if I ruined her best dresses! I certainly won't forget this. No sir!"

"That is the right attitude, my lad. And just to show you that we do not hold this error against you personally, I have another announcement to make." He looked up at the assembled maids and said, "Ladies, now that Mister Remiel has accepted full service, and has given his virginity to Miss Farah and Miss Kate, if any of the others among you wish to bed him on your own time, you have my permission to do so. He is no longer off limits to any of you, and the only stipulation I will make is that you limit yourselves to what he has already experienced in his training. Remiel? Always remember that any such agreements between the trainees or with any staff member must be mutual. If a girl asks to sleep with you, and you do not wish to, you may decline. You may also ask any of the girls in the household to come to your room for the night, if you wish, but they also have the right to decline. And my permission includes the adult ladies of the household staff."

"Thank you, Master," Remiel said, blushing at the thought and at the almost predatory looks some of the girls were giving him. Miss Cora even winked at him.

"Master? What about Michael and I?" young Peter asked hopefully. "You only said the girls could ask for him? Can't we?"

"Until he is comfortable with other males, I will ask that you and Michael refrain a while longer, Peter," he replied to the gay mouse boy. "You and Michael will be allowed to assist in his training soon, under my supervision, when he indicates to me that he is ready to try that sort of activity. After that, you may also ask for him. But I want to supervise his first encounters of that type."

"Yes Master, of course," Peter replied, looking somewhat disappointed. "We can wait a while longer."

"Good. Well, I think that's in then. If any of you have any other questions or special requests, you may speak to Miss Cora or myself after lunch. Now, please be seated, and enjoy your meals."

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As soon as the meal ended, Kate and Farah went to Remiel, and they both hugged him.

"You poor boy! We forgive you for ruining those dresses. We'll also help repaint your tribal marks, if you like. I bet that fur dye changed their colors," Kate said.

"Yeah... My yellow sun drop is orange now, an' my green sun looks a muddy brown, an' my blue crescent an' blue spiral are both kinda purple. I'm really sorry I made such a mess of things," he replied, looking down at his toes.

"Miss Cora told us you were... sniffing our dresses? Is that what made you make that mistake?" Farah asked with a grin.

"Ummm, yeah... I smelled your perfume on 'em, an' I... I really wanted to smell it again," the boy said shyly.

"Well, then maybe it's a little our fault, too," Farah explained. "That perfume was kinda special - a gift our Master gave us last Christmas. It has pheromones in it that are supposed to make guys horny. We wore it to make your first night with us extra special, but we didn't consider that it might somehow distract you later. The pheromones don't have much effect on girls, so if you hadn't been in the laundry today, the girls that work there wouldn't have noticed it. We normally only wear it for William, when he's assigned to help train us, since he really prefers slightly older girls, and we've worn it once for Peter, when our Master asked that gay boy to have sex with us."

"You... you've both had sex with William?" Remiel asked, imagining the huge male badger in bed with anyone as young as they were.

"Yeah, most of us girls have mated with him a few times," Kate said. "He helps Master to train us to serve larger males, or for double penetration play. But when it's his own choice, he usually only asks girls who are fourteen or older to come to his bed."

"D-do... do you mean I might have to... have sex with him? Eeep! He'd tear me in half, he would!" Remiel said, fearfully imagining how enormous the tall badger's penis must be.

"Oh! No, William would never mate with you. Not even if the Master asked him nicely to try it. William only likes having sex with girls," Kate assured the boy. "But really, he isn't all that much bigger than our Master. Not inside his pants, at least. Now I've heard that Lord Karl von Bernerholdt - the millionaire that founded the Bernerholdt Maid's Scholarship - I've heard he has a really big cock! Farah and I haven't seen him undressed, yet, but he comes over here occasionally and selects a maid for the night, from those who are willing to bed him. Let's see... I think Miss Valerie has mated with Lord Karl. She likes older partners, and she was kinda clinging to him the last time he visited us here."

"I'll have you know that Lord Karl asked for me that evening, after talking to our Master about which girls might be willing to bed him," the thirteen year old mink girl said proudly, coming up behind Remiel so quietly that the boy jumped when she spoke. "And yes, the rumors are quite true. Lord Karl's cock is almost as big as my forearm! Biggest cock I've ever seen. I couldn't believe it was going to fit, but it did!"

"Oh! Hi Valerie!" Farah said, giving the girl a hug. "Were you going to ask Remiel to spend the night with you? We've already enjoyed his company, so if other girls want to see what he's like, we don't mind. It's only fair that we all share him."

"Maybe later," she replied, kissing the bemused otter boy on the nose. "I think he looks cute like that, but I prefer more... experienced partners. Don't worry though, Remiel. I am sure our Master will pair you with me eventually, and when he does, I'll give you a night to remember! But the reason I came over was that I wanted to assure him that several of us girls think the color looks rather good on him. One maid even made a special request to our Master just a few minutes ago, for Remiel to be summoned with her, before he has a chance to get rid of the pink fur dye!"

"R-really? Which one?" Remiel asked, looking around to see if any of the other maids seemed to be looking at him. But aside from the two otter girls and the brown furred mink, the others all seemed to be wrapped up in their own conversations, or were heading out of the room to their next assigned duties.

"Oh! I couldn't tell! Sorry, but that would ruin the surprise!" Miss Valerie said. "But make sure you don't disappoint her, okay?"

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Bern, Switzerland: June 16, 2010 (Wednesday evening)

Gretchen and Natalia converged on Remiel shortly after dinner.

"Do you have any plans yet for tonight, Remiel?" Miss Gretchen asked sweetly. "If you don't, then Natty and I would love it if you would spend tonight with us."

"Yes, it would be very good," Natalia added. "Do say yes, my otter friend! We show you why bunny girls have hot reputation as lovers!"

Remiel had to admit that ever since he had been given a peek under their skirts, he had been wondering what it would be like to mate with these two girls. And both had previously made it quite clear that they would happily bed him as soon as their Master allowed them to, so he was pretty sure that they weren't offering out of pity because of him being died pink. So he smiled and said, "I'd... like that, very much. Ummm, does that mean I could, you know, watch you with each other, too?"

"Of course! Now come with us, you sweet young thing. We want to see if Kate and Farah are telling the truth about how well you can lick a girl, for a beginner!" Gretchen said.

"You... you really don't mind that I'm pink?" the otter boy asked.

Natalia looked at the boy seriously and said, "Listen. We had Japanese bunny girl here two years ago, named Aiko. Came here white, like you. Dyed fur different color every month! Purple, blue, yellow, pink... many colors. Still same girl. She is why Miss Cora and Miss Lena had the dyes to change you like that, I am sure. Everyone liked her. Color did not matter. She now is lead singer for rock band in Japan. Very popular. Changes fur color all the time. We like you, otter boy. Still you, under that dyed fur. Now you come! Many times, I hope!" she said, giggling at her unintended joke at the end.

===

They went to Natalia's room, and the black furred Russian bunny told him, "Sit there, on floor. You like see girl with girl? We put on show for you, up close! You get best seat in house." She turned to her best friend, embraced her, and gave Gretchen a slow, passionate kiss.

The light brown German bunny girl returned her girlfriend's kiss with equal passion, embracing her and allowing one hand to slip under the skirt of Natalia's maids' uniform, to fondle the other bunny's bare behind, while Natalia did the same kind of groping on Gretchen's naked butt. Gretchen turned so that Natalia's fluffy tail was only inches away from Remiel's face, and slowly raised the back of her friend's skirt, giving the young boy a very good look at the voluptuous curves of the 15 year old girl's naked hind end as she stroked it lovingly, and leaving no doubt in his mind that neither girl was wearing panties.

Natalia moaned and bent at the waist, then spread her feet further apart, so Remiel could just see the pink-lined cleft in her pubic fur. Then she wrapped one arm around Gretchen's waist for support, and used her other hand to part her nether lips and slowly start to masturbate.

"You like?" Natalia asked teasingly, looking at him from between her own legs and wiggling her tail at the boy. "Crawl between my legs, otter boy, and look up, very close. Get very good look at horny bunny girl doing lewd things to self!"

Gretchen started to unfasten and remove Natalia's corselet and blouse.

Remiel scrambled into position between Natalia's thighs and turned, kneeling on the floor and facing the black bunny's cunt while looking up at her in amazement, his nose scant inches from her wet slit.

"It's beautiful," the boy said, inhaling the scent of the aroused girl. "Smells really nice, too!"

Natalia remained bent over the boy as she wriggled out of her corselet and blouse, leaving her breasts bound only by a black lace bra. Then the bra fell away as Gretchen unfastened that too, and slipped it off her friend's arms, to drop on the floor behind the otter boy, landing atop his tail.

Remiel leaned back to look at Natalia's bare breasts. "Ohhhh!" he said.

The black bunny giggled and pressed her soft-furred boobs into his face, before shoving his head gently back to her crotch and bracing both of her elbows on his shoulders, so the top of his head pressed against her abdomen, and her breasts were smooshed by her forearms against the back of his head like a soft pillow. "Show is down there! You watch good!" she said.

Once her friend was being supported securely by her grip on the otter boy's head, Gretchen slipped around Natalia and got between her friend's legs, sitting on the floor facing away from Remiel and her back arched, so she could lick Natalia and look upside down at the otter at the same time, and support herself by embracing the other girl's legs.

Remiel gasped as he watched Gretchen's soft tongue lapping at Natalia's pink cleft again and again, eagerly tasting the other girl's juices and rapidly bringing her to an orgasm. "Wow..." was all he could say. His nose was so close to the action that he almost had to look cross-eyed to focus on her tongue as it dipped into Natalia's wet, pink slit.

As she began to climax, Natalia roughly pushed the boy's face into her crotch with one hand and started franticly fingering herself with the other, as she stood upright and demanded, "Now you lick, like good boy! Make me cum more, and taste good bunny juices!"

Remiel was startled as a jet of warm fluid suddenly squirted at his face, much of it landing in his mouth. For a fleeting instant he tried to pull away, because he thought Natalia was pissing on him! But there was no way that piss could taste as nice as this did! "What... glub! What's happening?" he tried to say, as squirt after squirt of her juices flooded his open mouth and soaked the fur of his muzzle, and he had no choice but to swallow and try to lick at her slit.

"Oh! Natalia is quite a squirter, that's all," Gretchen said with a giggle, as she turned to watch up close. "Most girls just get a little wetter when they come. But some, like Natty, really squirt a lot of girly juices. She can soak a bed so badly that she has to keep a waterproof sheet on her mattress, under the bed sheet, like a little girl that isn't potty trained. But that definitely isn't piss! It's pure girly juice! Delicious, isn't it? Just be a good boy and swallow it. That stuff won't hurt you. I drink it all the time from her."

"Y-yeah," the boy gasped between swallows. "It does... <gulp>... taste good!"

Gretchen rolled the rest of the way over onto her tummy, lay on the floor, and started to unfasten Remiel's belt and open the fly of his shorts. "Darn! We shoulda had him get undressed first. I don't think I can get these off without making him stop," she said.

"No! No stop! Not done yet! I get him off when he licks you," Natalia said, grinding her cunny into the otter's muzzle and panting heavily as she writhed in orgasmic bliss.

Remiel tried raising his hips for Gretchen, but his knees were still bent so that he was sitting on his lower legs, and he couldn't possibly get the tight short pants off without ceasing his oral attentions on Natalia. So he just reached down with one hand and waved Gretchen off, while groping Natalia's soft butt fur with his other hand and licking and swallowing as fast as he could.

Finally Natalia stopped moaning and squirting, and she released him with an affectionate pat on the head, and said, "Good boy! Now we take off clothes and get on bed. You lick Gretchen, while I suck you good!"

They quickly undressed and got on Natalia's bed. Remiel could hear the slight crinkly sound of the waterproof sheet under the fresh linens, and he wondered just how often the girls made out with each other, that they would need to leave the black furred bunny's bed made up in this way all the time.

As soon as the otter was on his back on the bed, Gretchen squatted over his muzzle while facing his toes, and said, "Now you can finally get a good taste of me, cutie pie! And don't worry. I don't get any wetter than your otter girls do. We've all licked each other, so I know for sure. Natty's the only girl here that squirts like that."

Remiel answered by stuffing his tongue deep into Gretchen's cunny and licking for all he was worth. Then he moaned into the bunny's crotch as he felt Natalia taking his hard cock into her soft, warm mouth and sucking on him eagerly.

"Oh! Good boy, Remiel!" Gretchen moaned, as she ground her cunt into his face. "Make him cum, Natty! He's almost got me there already!"

Natalia swallowed the boy's precum, but pulled off, saying, "He is good boy. Deserve best treatment!" And then she squatted over him, facing her girlfriend, and lowered her sloppy wet cunt onto his shaft until he was balls deep in her.

Remiel could hardly believe how good it felt to be fucking Natalia. Her bunny cunny wasn't quite as tight as Kate or Farah, but clearly the Russian bunny knew tricks the younger otter girls hadn't learned yet. She wriggled her hips and contracted her vaginal muscles, milking his young cock and making him groan with pleasure as he flooded her belly with his creamy seed. She started to cum again herself, fingering her clit and soaking his pink belly fur and Gretchen's tummy fur with her girly juices.

Gretchen embraced and kissed her girlfriend as all three of them climaxed together. Then she helped the pink-dyed otter to his feet, and suggested, "Poor Remiel is soaking wet, Nanny! I think we should all share a shower before we try to get any sleep. Do you want to spend the whole night with us, or go back to your room?"

"Hoo! My legs feel like rubber! You'll hafta hold me up in that shower, but then I think I better go back to my own bed," Remiel said. As much as he liked mating with the bunny girls, he didn't particularly want to sleep in a bed with wet bedding.

"Well, okay, I guess," Gretchen said, sounding just a bit disappointed. "We'll make sure you get back to your room okay. Come on, Natty. Let's get our cute pink lover all nice and fluffy again!"

When they were done with their shower, they still had one problem. Remiel's shirt and vest were still saturated with Natalia's juices.

"Here. Put this on and give back later," Gretchen said, handing him a midnight blue silk dressing gown that on her would barely cover her crotch.

On Remiel, it came almost to his knees, but it didn't look all that girly. He put it on gratefully, and said, "Thank you, girls. That was a lot of fun! Ummm... sleep well!"

"Sweet dreams, cutie pie," Gretchen said, kissing him and opening the door, "and come back to us soon, okay?"

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Bern, Switzerland: June 19, 2010 (Saturday)

At the maids' meeting after breakfast on Saturday morning, Miss Cora passed out new assignments for the week. Remiel took his eagerly, and opened the single 'summons envelope' that had the date and instructions for the next time he was to report to their Master's bed. He was to be summoned this very night, but all it said was to appear in his full uniform, as he had been told to dress while on duty since the laundry room incident. However, the summons didn't say a thing about anyone else serving the Master with Remiel tonight. He swallowed as he wondered if that meant that tonight the Master would be having sex with him, instead of watching while Remiel mated with a girl.

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That evening after dinner, Remiel showered and washed his fur, and brushed it out carefully while looking at his reflection in the mirror. It still seemed very strange to see a pink otter looking back at him, but at least his tribal marks were the correct colors again, thanks to Kate and Farah repainting them for him the other day.

When he was done and his fur was dry, he put on his uniform, with the pink shirt and apron, and dutifully headed to his master's bedroom.

Lord Roderick was alone when the boy arrived, and he ushered Remiel into the bedroom.

"I have a treat for you tonight, Remiel," the squirrel said. "It's something I hope you will truly enjoy."

"I will do my best, Master," Remiel said cautiously. "I... ummm... I heard a maid asked to be with you at the same time as me, but I don't know who. Am I gonna share a girl with you again, sir? Or, ummmm, will it just be you an' me tonight, sir?"

"You will not be mating with a male tonight, my boy. Tonight I want you to concentrate all of your efforts on pleasing the girl that I will share with you this evening. As I said, she is very special," Lord Roderick said, with a smirk that implied he was holding back something important.

"Special? Is the maid Miss Cora, sir? I know she's pretty special to you. Or... is it Miss Francine?" Remiel asked. He knew the head maid wanted to bed him. The bunny lady was more than twice his age, but she was still very pretty, so Remiel wouldn't really mind, if that was what his Master wanted him to do. But he was worried that tonight might mean mating with the old cook, who was as old as his grandmother! If the rumors were true, she would also be very special to Master Roderick, since she was the lady that took the Master's virginity!

"It is not that likely that Miss Francine will ever mate with you, unless late in your training we get inquiries from well to do women of a similar age, who might want to hire you. Miss Cora will assist in training you later, after you have served me for the first time. She enjoys watching a boy serving me as well as herself. So, no, It will be neither of them, this time," Lord Roderick said.

Just then they heard the muted sound of a knock at the parlor door. "I believe that should be her now, so you can see for yourself who it is. I'll wait here. You go through the parlor and bring her to me, will you?" the squirrel said with a grin.

"Of course, Master," the boy said, burning with curiosity. He left the bedroom, quickly crossed the parlor and opened the door. And then he stood there with his mouth hanging open, blocking the door as he stared at the girl in the hallway.

Miss Klara was at the door, in her maid's uniform, and she blushed when she saw Remiel. "Ummm, hi? May I come in?" the ten year old albino mouse girl asked.

"OH! Sure! I... It's just... I didn't know our Master had started summoning you yet, that's all. So, ahhh... I guess you finally made up your mind to have sex with him, huh?" Remiel said, as he led her to the bedroom. "So, did you enjoy it?"

"I'll let you know after he's bedded me," she said sweetly, as they crossed the parlor together. "Tonight's my first night in his bedroom."

Remiel was so surprised at that statement that he almost walked into the edge of the bedroom door that he was holding open for the girl. "F-first? Y-you mean..."

"She means that she has chosen to lose her virginity tonight, Remiel, and she has asked for _you_to be here tonight while she serves me. I told you this was a special girl," Lord Roderick said, as the girl knelt before him submissively. "Miss Klara? Is it your wish to submit fully to me this night, and to accept full sexual service in my household?"

"It is, Master. Tonight I will give up my virginity, and you may begin teaching me the ways of love. I trust you, and offer you my full and devoted service," she replied. "I know I have an awful lot to learn yet. I've... only masturbated a few times, sir, and... well... It felt good, sir, but I didn't moan and squirm like the other girls do when they are with you. I don't think I was doing it right."

"So you haven't had a real orgasm yet? My my! That will make tonight a very special one then," her Master said. "Do you swear that you are entering this agreement willingly, and that you are ready to accept me unconditionally as your Master? Think well, for the reply you give now is an answer that will bind you to me for the rest of your life. If you say yes, I will cherish you and train you, and I will seek to expand your interests in many ways. You will not only be giving yourself to me. You will be required to have sex with whoever I tell you to do it with, in whatever ways I see fit. So I may require you to have sex with an adult of either gender, or with any of the maids or houseboys. But I promise that I will never harm you, and that if you give me your best effort, even on those things that seem strange at first, I believe most of what I ask of you will be quite pleasurable. So... are you truly ready to be my maid, and accept me as your Master?"

"Yes sir," she replied, with only a little uncertainty creeping into her voice. "Please, accept me as your maid. I want you to be my Master."

Lord Roderick smiled at Remiel, and then asked the girl, "Is there anything you would withhold from me? Any act you do not wish to participate in? Or is there perhaps a _special_request you would like to make?"

"Yes sir. Just one special request, Master," she said, glancing back at the otter boy and smiling at him before continuing. "I... I would like Remiel to be the one who takes my virginity. After he has done so, then I will happily mate with you, sir, or with anyone else, in any way you want me to. My Norplant injections were done three days ago, so I am safe and ready to give myself fully to both of you."

"Wait, what?" Remiel asked, shaking off his confusion enough to reply. "W-why me? I mean, I hardly have any experience! W-wouldn't it be better if our Master does you first? I mean, I guess he's done it lots of times, so he knows how to make it really good for you, right sir?"

"Tell him what you told me three days ago, my dear," the older squirrel said gently.

"Well, you being dyed pink was kind of my fault, Remiel," she said, with her eyes downcast. "See, I was the one who was sorting the 'dry clean only' clothes out of the laundry, on the day when your 'accident' happened. I used to help my mom sort out laundry back home, so I knew just what to look for, and they let me do that job a lot. But I took a potty break before taking the 'dry clean only' clothes to Miss Lena, and when I got back, I didn't realize those two red dresses were missing. If I had paid more attention, or if I didn't take that break, then you... wouldn't be pink right now. I kind of want to make it up to you, okay?"

"Oh, it was still my stupid mistake, Miss Klara!" Remiel insisted. "Don't blame yourself for that! I shouldn't have taken them off the table, an' I shoulda paid lots more attention to what I was putting in the machines."

"Well, that's also not the only reason I want my first lover to be you, Remiel," the girl said. "You've been really nice to me, and I do like you. And... well, I think it would be easier to have my very first time be with a boy's cock, and not a grown up man's. Please? I really do want you to be my first lover. I don't have any experience, so whatever you've done already, you know a lot more than me. I've only watched on the monitor, like you did. And... well, I saw what you did with the otter girls. I was watching from Miss Cora's office that night. They squirmed and squealed quite happily when you licked them and mated with them. I want you to make me feel like that. Please?"

Remiel looked at Lord Roderick, and asked, "You don't mind, sir? I mean, I barely know what to do, and all..."

"Taking a girl's virginity is a special treat, Remiel. And knowing it is you that she wants to do it with makes it extra special. It is a pleasure I have enjoyed many times, and I am certain that I will enjoy many other girls in that way before I retire. I will tell you what to do, so you can make it very good for her. It will give me just as much pleasure to guide both of you through her first time as it would for me to do it myself. And I will still mate with her myself before the night is over. Miss Klara? I accept your request and your service, and promise to devote myself to teaching you to be an excellent maid. My first command is that you allow young Remiel to show you just how good he is at licking a girl. Remiel, use only your tongue on her, and give this pretty mouse her first real orgasm."

Remiel took the mouse girl's pink, furless hand in his and kissed it, like he had seen the leading men do in the movies, and said, "It would be my honor to be your first lover, Miss Klara," and then he looked at their Master and said, "Ummm, yes sir. Ahhh... Is it okay if I kiss her first? An' should we take our clothes off now?"

Klara giggled and said, "Thank you, Remiel. I know you'll be good to me."

Lord Roderick smiled and said, "Let the girl see what she's getting from you, but keep her 'wrapped up' for now. You take your clothes off, Remiel, so she can admire you while you lick her. She can take hers off before you actually bed her."

"Okay," the boy said. Remiel kissed her, the way that Kate and Farah had taught him. He gently slipped his tongue into the mouse girl's mouth, and she met it with her own, sighing and opening her mouth slowly to allow their tongues to dance with each other.

When they came up for air, Klara smiled and said, "You kiss really nice! Nobody's ever done that thing with their tongue with me before. Is that the way the other girls here kiss? It felt kinda weird at first, but I remembered seeing the otter girls open their mouths when they kissed you, so I just let you do it, and it did feel nice."

"Mumm humm. Before I came here, nobody'd ever kissed me like that either," Remiel admitted. "The otter girls and the bunnies, Gretchen and Natalia, are the only girls that I have ever kissed like that, before you. But they all like kissing that way."

"I think I do too. Kiss me again, Remiel," Klara said.

They kissed again, more slowly this time, each savoring the experience. Then Remiel told the girl, "Ummm, I guess you should sit on the edge of the bed over there, an' watch while I undress."

"Okay, but don't you want me to help you?" she asked.

"N-no... that's all right. I... this should be something special for you," the boy said, as he took off his apron and vest, and unbuttoned his shirt.

"Just relax and let him please you, Miss Klara," Lord Roderick said.

"All right," the mouse girl replied, scrambling up onto the bed. "You know, I've never seen a guy naked before. I mean, not in person. We watched Master Roderick with some of the other maids on the TV in Miss Cora's office, but that's not the same."

Remiel took off his shirt, shoes and socks, and then paused before pulling down his shorts. "The only other guy I've really seen naked is our Master, so I don't know what anyone else looks like down there. I'm... a little different than he is though. I hope you don't mind." Then he pulled down his pants and kicked them off.

"What Remiel means is that he does not have a furry sheath, my dear, though he does have a foreskin," Lord Roderick explained. "Most of the males whom you will serve, including myself, have a furry sheath attached to their lower abdomen, which encloses the shaft when not aroused. But Remiel's shaft is, like your lovely hands, feet and tail, virtually hairless, and it is attached only at the base of the shaft. When I get aroused, my shaft slides out of my sheath. When he gets aroused, just the tip of his shaft slides out of his foreskin. The presence of a sheath or foreskin, or the lack of either one, make little difference while mating. You will find that he is quite capable of satisfying a lady."

Klara looked at Remiel's pink and furless cock and balls, and said, "I think it looks nice, and not too big." She shyly lifted her skirt and showed him her crotch, saying, "My woosies are pink and furless too, so I think we're a good match, don't you?"

Remiel knelt beside the bed and took a much closer look at the young girl's exposed sex. "Kinda neat, being able to see everything like that," he said. Then he gently parted her labia and took a tentative lick up her slit.

"Oohh! Oh, do that again, Remiel! Your tongue is so soft and warm! That feels lots better than my fingers do!" she said with a giggle.

Emboldened by her enthusiastic response, Remiel leaned in closer and started to eagerly lick at the virgin girl's tight little cunny. Occasionally he pushed his tongue into her hole until he could just feel her hymen blocking the way. But mostly he concentrated on licking and sucking on her clitty, the way that the other maids seemed to like him to do.

"Oh wow! Oh that feels nice!" Klara said, flopping back onto the bed and still holding her skirt and apron up out of the way. She closed her eyes and wriggled her hips happily as her first ever orgasm began to build inside her.

"That's right, just relax and enjoy how it feels for him to lick you," their Master said, as he slowly undressed himself while watching them. "Do you like how she tastes, Remiel?"

"Umm humm! She tastes really nice. Clean an' fresh," the boy said between slurps.

"I hope so! I washed extra careful before I came here!" Klara commented. "Oh! That's starting to feel really, really good now!"

"That's very good, both of you," Lord Roderick said as he placed the last of his clothing on a chair near the bed. "Now Klara, it may feel like you have to pee, but don't worry. You won't pee on your friend. That feeling is the start of your orgasm building within you. Do you feel it?"

"Y-yes... It feels weird, but good, and OH! Ohhhh! Squeeeeek!" The little mouse girl threw her head back and started squeaking and chittering incoherently as her orgasm hit her.

"I do believe you've done it, my boy. Well done!" the old squirrel said, patting the otter boy on the shoulder. "But don't stop now! Keep licking, and make her first orgasm last for her."

Remiel wasn't about to stop anyway. She tasted too good for him to want to stop. He kept licking and licking until he felt her small hands pushing his head away from her.

"N-need... to... breathe! Oh wow! I couldn't even count how many times that was!" Klara sighed, gasping for breath as her orgasms subsided.

"And real sex is even better, my child," Lord Roderick said with a wink.

"Then what are we waiting for?" Klara asked, as she tore at her clothes and tried to take them off as fast as she could.

Lord Roderick chuckled and helped the girl to strip herself. When she was as naked as he and Remiel were, he asked her, "Klara? Would you prefer to be on top or on the bottom, when Remiel takes your virginity? If he lies on his back and you lower yourself onto him, you have full control of how fast it goes and when it happens. If he is on top, you can concentrate more on the experience, and the pain of your hymen breaking will be more of a surprise to you. The choice is yours."

She got on her back in the middle of the bed, and said, "He can be on top. If I'm in control, I might chicken out. I... I really do wanna do this, but I'm scared, too. Will it hurt much? Will... will there be a lot of blood? I don't wanna ruin your bed!"

The old squirrel knelt beside her on the bed and spread her labia with one hand, looking into her vagina. "You have a crescent shaped hymen," he said. "It doesn't block very much of your vaginal opening. It will still hurt, but I don't think there will be much blood, or much pain. Remiel? May I have a word with you?" he asked, getting off the bed. He took the boy over by the bedroom door, and whispered something into the otter's ear.

"Yes sir. I understand," the boy said a few minutes later, before returning to the bed and getting on it with Klara. He positioned himself above her and slipped just the tip of his cock into her tight young slit. Then he braced his weight with his arms and gently kissed her, while moving in and out only a half an inch or so at a stroke. He wasn't quite getting to where her hymen was, but rather was teasing at her opening as they kissed. "Oohhhh! You're so tight! I'm... I'm not hurting you, am I?" he asked.

Klara tensed up a bit as her vagina was spread wider by the boy's cock than she had ever dared to do with one of her fingers. She winced a little but began to relax again. Between kisses she said, "Only a little. I've never had more than the tip of one finger in there, before this. It's all right, Remiel. It... it's starting to feel pretty nice now. When are you - YIPE!" She yelped as the boy thrust his cock much deeper into her, tearing through her hymen.

Remiel thrust hard and then held himself perfectly still, as he kissed her and said, "Sorry! Master told me to surprise you, when you relaxed. Like... like pulling off a band aid real fast, and not warning someone, right? I won't move until you say it's okay. Are you all right?"

"Y-yeah... That was sorta like falling off my bike and skinning my knee. It startled me, and it did hurt, but it's not that bad. You... you can keep going. I liked how it felt while you were moving in me just before that. The rest doesn't hurt, right Master?"

"You'll be sore for a while yet, but the bad part is over," Lord Roderick said. "Congratulations, my dear. You are now a young woman."

Remiel tried to be gentle, as he slowly started thrusting into her again. He kissed away her tears and kissed her some more, and soon she was pulling at his hips with both feet and urging him to go faster and deeper.

As the pain faded and pleasure overwhelmed her, Klara smiled at her new Master, and said, "I... I can do this, sir! S-see? It's feeling good now. Ohhhh, do me faster, Remiel! I won't break!"

Lord Roderick smiled and stroked himself as he watched the two children becoming more and more enthusiastic in their lovemaking. He was very pleased with how gentle the boy was being with this new girl. The young otter was certainly going to be popular.

Klara squeaked and almost drew blood as she bit Remiel's shoulder when her orgasm hit her.

Remiel had his own climax when she bit him. The unexpected pain somehow pushed him over the edge, and he flooded her tight little hole with his creamy seed.

Klara screamed into his fur with the power of the intense pleasure washing through her. And as the pleasure subsided, she flopped back onto the bed and just stared at the ceiling, panting with her tongue hanging out.

"Oh gosh! Are you all right? I didn't hurt you, did I?" Remiel asked as he pulled out of her, his concern for the girl quite plain in his face.

"That... was... amazing!" she sighed. "You did great! I've never felt anything so intense! Can I do it again?"

"I am quite ready to take his place, my child, and you are quite well lubricated now. Are you ready for me to claim you?" the adult squirrel asked.

"Oh, yes, Master! Make me feel like that again!" she said, with a giggle in her voice.

Remiel looked at the girl's crotch and at his own shaft, and while he could certainly see some traces of blood, it wasn't half as bad as he feared it would be. "I'll... go wash up, okay?" he asked, as he headed for the bathroom.

"You do that, but come back quickly, boy. We've only just begun to enjoy this lovely girl," their Master replied.

Remiel rushed into the bathroom and washed the blood and cum off his penis, and then stared at his reflection in the mirror for a moment.

"Wow... I really did it. I popped a girl's cherry!" he said to his reflection. Then he shook his head and rushed back into the bedroom.

Lord Roderick was on his back on the bed, and Klara was straddling him and happily riding his cock for all she was worth. When she saw Remiel, she beckoned to him and said, "Kiss me some more, please?"

The otter boy got on the bed beside their Master and embraced the young mouse, kissing her as she bounced up and down on the adult squirrel's cock.

When her orgasm approached, Klara nuzzled Remiel's neck again. She opened her mouth wider, and then paused, staring at the small blood stain on his shoulder. "N-no, I shouldn't..." she said. "D-did I hurt you, when I bit you, Remiel?"

"Not much. You... You can bite me again, if you want to," the boy said.

She shuddered and hugged him tightly as she climaxed. When she could speak again, she said, "I... I don't know why I did that. Biting you, I mean. I've never done anything like that before."

"Love bites are common in some species, my dear," the squirrel said from beneath her. "Something from deep in our feral past, I am sure. It's nothing to worry about, if you are moved to nip at your lover in the throes of passion. Actually, I think Remiel kind of liked it. Didn't you, lad?"

"K-kinda. Not sure why, though," the boy replied. "What do we do now, sir?"

"You should lick her clean, lad, that's what," Lord Roderick said with a grin. "Enjoy the novelty. She will never taste quite like that again - filled not only with our cream, but with the taste of her own sacrifice of her virginity."

"Yes sir," Remiel said. He waited for Klara to sit on the edge of the bed again, and then started to lick her messy cunny clean. He didn't stop until she was moaning, wriggling and squeaking again.

Lord Roderick lay on the bed, watching the children enjoying each other. When Remiel stopped, he asked, "What would you two like to do next?"

"Can... can we both clean you now, Master?" Klara asked.

"You may suck my cock, certainly, Miss Klara. But Remiel only has to do that if he really wants to try it," their Master replied, looking at the young boy.

"I will clean you too, sir," the lad said without hesitation. "You're covered with the same stuff I just licked out of her. So what difference does it make? I'll try it."

"I'd like to watch you doing it first, Remiel," Klara said, kissing the boy on the cheek. "But don't lick it all off. I should taste some of that too."

Remiel nodded and opened his mouth, lowering it over Lord Roderick's cock as the older squirrel held his sloppy shaft erect for the boy. Then he closed his mouth around the squirrel's cock, and sucked gently, tasting his Master for the first time.

"Good start. Now, bob your head up and down a few times, and then give the girl a turn," Lord Roderick said.

Klara and Remiel took turns after that, and in the end their Master spurted his load into the mouse girl's mouth. But then, without prompting, Remiel immediately kissed her before she could swallow the last of it, and they shared a very messy kiss.

Lord Roderick smiled as he watched them. He was very pleased with this latest batch of trainees. "Very well done!" he said earnestly.

"Thank you, sir," Remiel said, wiping the cum from his muzzle with the back of his hand. "I... I guess if you want to mate with me, I'm ready."

"We will save that for next time, my boy, though I appreciate the enthusiasm. Tonight, let is both devote ourselves to seeing how many more times we can make Miss Klara squeak so prettily," Lord Roderick said. He hugged them both, and then continued instructing them. It was well past midnight before they quit, with Remiel and Klara snuggled sleepily on either side of their Master.