Earth's New Masters Chapter 26 Gofer's Tale Part 11 Horsey Rides

Story by firefromheaven on SoFurry

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#45 of Earth's New Masters

Gofer continues to learn about life with his Shep Masters, especially Master Arnold.

Special thanks to Aacid for the wonderful job on proofreading this chapter.

Hopefully you will give some of my other stories a try:

In My Wildest Dreams https://www.sofurry.com/browse/folder/stories?by=44028&folder=10813

Reverse Cowboy https://www.sofurry.com/view/340029

The Initiate https://www.sofurry.com/view/519213

The Trophy Wife https://www.sofurry.com/view/625856

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I was starting to feel a little more at home. Master Woden wasn't very demanding, and neither was Mistress Freyja. Arnold followed me around like he was a real puppy, always curious and demanding attention whenever I was in the house. It was the first time I had ever had someone show that much interest in me.

But I wasn't in the house all the time. I had lots of time to explore the grounds. Master Woden still wanted me to wear my collar when I was outside, but I didn't mind. I think he was more worried about me accidentally wandering off than actually intentionally running away at this point. Which would be understandable for most of my clueless classmates, but I was still a lot smarter than I let on to him. I wanted to trust him but every time I had let my guard down, I had been burned.

What really surprised me was how much time Master Woden was spending with me. I mean, he had no time to even meet Aelwyn, but he would patiently show me how to do things around the house. One of the things he did was teach me how to drive the golf cart to get around the vast grounds and to do various chores. I had never driven any kind of vehicle before, so I was a little bit nervous. He showed me the brake pedal, the accelerator pedal, the gear selector and the steering wheel. Then we got in, and I sat next to him as he drove around the yard demonstrating how to drive it. Since he was so big and the seat relatively small I had to sit right up against him. It was hard to keep my mind on what he was showing me. All I could think of sitting that close to him was seeing him taking Loki that day in the yard. And wishing I had been Loki...

Well in no time at all I had a boner so hard that it hurt. Despite the fact that I had tight briefs and shorts on it was making a very noticeable tent in my shorts. I noticed that something in his odor was making me even hornier. I was completely distracted; I couldn't keep my eyes and mind from wandering to his package. Even though he was still flaccid, he still dwarfed my hardon. My thoughts wandered to the sex ed video of the young Shep sucking off the older alpha Shep. Master Woden even dwarfed the alpha Shep in the video. He asked me a question, but I had been so lost in thought that I didn't understand what he said.

"I'm sorry, Master, I didn't hear what you said." I said as I was jolted back to reality.

"I said do you want to try it now?" He replied as he pulled the cart to a stop. Then he glanced down at the tent in my shorts. He chuckled and added, "Now I know what had you distracted. I had that problem all the time at your age..." Then he put his paw on my erection.

And that was all it took to set me off. My cock started to jerk and spray in my shorts. I instinctively tried to cover my crotch as my face turned a bright red. Of course my hand came down on my Master's paw pushing it down even harder on my jerking boner as my cum seeped through my shorts.

"I'm sorry Master, I couldn't help it..."

"Don't worry. Like I said, I had the same problem at your age." My Master replied before he pulled his paw up to his nose and sniffed it. It seemed he got a little glassy eyed, then he slowly licked his paw clean. After a few seconds he shook his head as if to clear it. He looked back at me and said. "I guess you're gonna just have to finish the training with sticky shorts..." I looked down at his sheath; he was now hard and several inches of penis were peeking out of the top. All I could think of was how much I wanted to take care of it for him. But he got out of the cart and came around to my side. "Slide over. It's your turn to drive."

I scooted over to the driver's side and he hopped in the passenger side. "OK. Release the brake, put it in forward and slowly depress the accelerator." He told me as he settled in. I was really nervous as I tried to keep in mind everything he had been trying to teach me. I must not have pressed the accelerator slowly enough because the cart took off with a lurch. I panicked and slammed the brake causing us to be thrown forward as we stopped. I felt so stupid.

My Master put his arm around my shoulder and said. "Just relax. I know you're trying your best. Now let's try it again, but a little easier on the pedal..."

This time I eased the pedal down more slowly and the cart slowly eased forward. As it picked up speed, I continued to slowly press the pedal further. We were in a part of the grounds that had no obstructions, just a large portion of lawn. He would tell me right or left when he wanted me to turn until I got the hang of it. When he was more confident of my driving, he had me drive to a different part of the grounds where there were more shrubs and trees that I had to negotiate. But by then I was feeling much more confident myself and I had no trouble, maneuvering my way through all the obstacles. He had me drive it into the garage to the charging station and plug it back in to recharge.

He led me upstairs to my room which was right beside his and followed me in. "Take your shorts and briefs off." He commanded as he stood there. I started to get excited. Was he going to take me like he took Loki? I could see he had a boner again and I was hoping he would use it on me. I pulled them off and he then ordered. "Give them to me and I'll take care of them." I handed them to him and he added. "Go ahead and shower, then get dressed. I'll be in my room for a while." He said as he turned to walk out the door.

Like all the bedrooms in the house, mine had a private bath. I showered quickly and went back into my room to change into some clean clothes, but I was distracted by the sounds coming through the wall from my Master's room. I could hear other voices in his room, they sounded like young men not Sheps. There was moaning and rhythmic slapping sounds, it almost sounded like some of the porn videos I had found on the internet. My Master must have been taking care of himself not my spooged briefs.

I finished getting dressed and waited for Master Arnold to come in and take his nap. I could hear my Master leaving for his afternoon meeting. A few minutes later I heard the pitter patter of little paws coming down the hallway and then someone pounding on the door. I opened the door and of course it was my little Master, who squealed in delight as he ran past me and crawled up on my bed. He waited eagerly for me to come over. I crawled up on the bed beside him and he turned around to face me. He licked my nose, which was quickly becoming his favorite ploy, then put his finger to my lips and said,"Luv Go Fur".

"I love you too, Master Arnold." I said just before I heard my Mistress walking down the hall toward my room.

She knocked on the door and asked "May I come in Gofer?"

"Yes Mistress Freyja."

She opened the door and stuck her head in, smiling at the sight before her. "It's always been such a struggle to get him to take a nap; now he seems to look forward to them. I'm sure it's boring for you. Thank you for helping."

"You're welcome Mistress. I don't mind." What I didn't add was that I probably looked forward to it as much as he did.

She turned and walked out the door shutting it gently behind her. My little Master snuggled up against my chest and I wrapped my arms protectively around him and gently kissed the top of his head after he fell asleep in my arms. It felt so good to hold my little Master, and I followed him into blissful slumber...

That afternoon when Master Woden came back from his afternoon staff meeting, Master Arnold ran up to him and Master Woden picked him up and in one smooth motion threw him 5 feet into the air. I screamed and in a panic ran to try to catch him. I needn't have worried. Master Woden neatly caught him, swung him back between his legs and threw him up in the air again. The first time he did it Master Arnold was shocked but by the second time he was giggling and begging to be hurled into the air again. Master Woden threw him into the air a third time then asked, "How about a horsey ride?"

Master Arnold squealed his approval and Master Woden lifted him to his shoulders so he was straddling his neck. He started galloping around the room, him whinnying and Master Arnold shrieking with delight. By this time, the other pups were begging for their turn and Master Woden dutifully gave each of them a turn.

By the time he was finished, it was time for me to go help Chef with dinner. Despite the fact that he was an older CBH, he was lazy and did no more than absolutely necessary. He let me do most of the actual cooking, preferring "supervising" to actually working. I didn't mind though. I took pride in cooking for my Masters, even if they didn't realize that I was the one that was doing the cooking. Even though Chef had tons of training and experience, he didn't care enough to pay attention to small details like I did. I wanted EVERYTHING to be the best for my Masters.

By the time I brought the dinner out to the table they were all sitting waiting. The pups wiggled in their high chairs and my Master and Mistress sat at the ends of the table in chairs. Well, at least they were in chairs until the food came out. The pups were still a little too young to feed themselves without a little assistance, so their parents each took charge of two of them to cut up food and make sure they ate at least as much as they wore.

Master Woden was trying to feed Master Arnold but he kept turning his muzzle away, finally crying out, "Want Go Fur!"

Master Woden was exasperated and asked, "Gofer will you come over here and feed Arnold?"

"Yes Master." I replied moving over toward Master Arnold. I cut up his meat and picked up a forkful of it, moving it to his muzzle. He didn't fuss at all but took the meat off the fork, chewed it and had it swallowed before I had the next piece up to his muzzle. I had his undivided attention and cooperation the whole time. In no time at all he was finished and he stretched his little arms out, begging me to pick him up. I picked him up and held him to my chest. He licked my nose and giggled. I wanted to giggle back, but I didn't want to blow my cover.

I finally set him down when I had to clear off the table and load the dishwasher. I finished with that then I ate my own dinner by myself. The rest of the staff had eaten while I was feeding Arnold. I didn't mind eating alone; to be honest the rest of the staff wasn't much company. They looked down on me because I was an under 20 year old CBH. There was such a stigma attached to us that even these drones looked down on us. Even though I knew I was tons smarter than they were, unless they were hiding their intelligence as much as I was. But maybe they did not know...

I had some time after dinner, so I went up to my room to check out the internet. The internet had really opened up my horizons, exposing me to things I never knew existed. I was able to look up real history, not the history that was told by "The Collective". I was fascinated and appalled at the same time by how humanity fell under the control of "The Collective". How they gave up their freedom to excel and achieve for a world where everybody was the same out of jealousy for those who had achieved more than them. But instead of bringing everybody up to a higher standard of living, it brought everybody down to the lowest common denominator. That is of course except for the Illuminati, they needed and deserved more according to them because of the stress they were under to make all the difficult decisions. After a while they didn't even bother to pretend anymore. Pretty much like most of the collectivist nations in the 20th century that I read about.

But there were other things that had caught my attention, and one of them was sports. We had done group exercises at "The Collective School" but they were minimal, a few minor calisthenics and some light jogging. We only exercised at the pace of the slowest in the group. I thought about how the first punishment I ever received was for trying to get some of my CBH classmates to race me. But there were plenty of videos of men competing with each other on the internet. Some of the old ones from something called "The Olympics" were from before "The Collective". I was fascinated by the things the human body could do, and more than a little turned on by how sexy those fit bodies were. There were more than a few of them that I thought about when I jerked off.

That led me to wanting to get my body into shape like them so I had researched how they trained. There were videos all over the internet about training, and not just from the pre-collective era. The Illuminati actually had competitions among themselves, and even the Overseers kept in shape for their jobs. It was only the CBHs that were restricted from training and competing. But for the last 10 days I had been training in secret.

One of the things I already had was a stopwatch to time myself. In addition to being paid my salary, Master Woden made sure we had everything we needed. He had given me a fancy wrist watch that had alarms and timers because he felt it would be helpful in doing my job. I also liked it because it covered over my CBH identification tattoo. I wasn't Citizen 743-92-86 of the fucking Collective, I was Gofer and I belonged to the best Master's in the world.

The next thing I'd needed was something to measure out a course. One of the buildings out back was a massive tool shed and I'd found a measuring wheel in it to measure out my course. I'd made a two mile course and marked it at every quarter mile. I'd studied proper running form as shown in some of the videos and had quickly worked my way up to running 2 miles without walking. When I was able to run the whole way, I'd kept track of my time to see if I was getting better.

I also had access to my Master's gym, but I only went in to work out there when he was in his daily staff meetings. The gym had a variety of machines and free weights, including a whole set of dumbbells along the back wall. The walls were lined with mirrors so you could watch yourself workout. I had been in there with my Master when he was working out. The weights he could lift were incredible and when he had a full pump on his muscles he was even more sexy than usual. He often had me bring him drinks and had me there to keep him company while he worked out. Usually after one of his workouts, I had to step into my room and take care of myself.

I'd of course had to start out with the light weights. I wasn't very strong, but I guess I had to start somewhere. I had only been at it for about a week and even though I didn't look much different I was starting to get stronger. I wish there was some way I could compete, but who could I compete with? The other CBHs had no desire to compete, and I would never be able to compete against my Masters, they were just too superior to me in every way.

I was watching a video of my favorite runner, a man named Steve Prefontaine, when my Master called me. I shut the video down and instantly hurried out of my room to where my Master was waiting.

"I've got a new duty for you Gofer. It's something that's really important to me. So important that I haven't trusted any of the other CBHs to do it. But I'm gonna take a chance that you can do it." And with that he led me outside. First we stopped at a tool shed and grabbed a hoe and then he led me out to the back of the yard. Inside a fence was a small 12' by 15' garden with only one kind of plant in it. I had never cooked with it or ever seen it before, all in all it was a fairly nondescript plant. But it was in neat rows two feet apart.

"This is my Horny Goat Weed patch. It helps keep my libido up." That was a word I'd have to look up when I got back. My vocabulary had really grown since the Sheps had taken over, but that was a new one to me. "First you have to use the hoe to loosen the soil at the base of the plants like this." He demonstrated with the hoe in his hand. "Here you try it." He said handing me the hoe.

I tentatively took a few swings with the hoe and soon got the hang of it.

"Yeah just like that." My Master praised. "Also if you see any plants that look different than this pull them out." He pulled a small plant out and placed it in a small garbage bag that he had brought with him. There weren't many other weeds in the garden, but I pulled the few that had the audacity to take up residence in my Master's garden and finished hoeing the garden. "You don't need to worry about watering it, it's on the sprinkler system so it gets watered automatically."

As we were walking to put the hoe away and throw away the weeds my Master explained. "I want you to take good care of this garden, Gofer. This isn't just ordinary Horny Goat Weed, it's been genetically modified to contain three times the normal amount of Icariin. That's the active chemical in Horny Goat Weed. I'm the only one that has it; one of our scientists developed it at my request. Don't let me down."

"I won't Master." I said trying to not sound too anxious or excited. But there was no way in hell any of those other weeds were ever going to get a foothold in my Master's garden. We walked back to the house and I headed back up to my room. First I looked up libido and found out that it simply meant sex drive. I figured I didn't need any of the weed for myself (not that I would have ever taken something that belonged to my Master), I was always horny anyway.

Next I looked up horny goat weed and learned everything I could about it. In addition to tips on growing it I found it amusing that according to legend, its aphrodisiac properties were discovered by a Chinese goat herder who noticed sexual activity in his flock after they ate the weed. It was amazing what you could find on the internet.

There was a knock on my door and Master Woden's voice asked "Can I come in Gofer?"

"Of course Master." I said as I quickly shut down my browser and stood up out of respect.

"Please sit down." He said. As I sat back down he pulled another chair over to my chair and sat down in it. He looked me in the eyes and I quickly moved my eyes down. I wasn't worthy of looking into his eyes. He was everything I had imagined my Dog God could be and more. "You've been with us for two weeks now. I'm very pleased with how well you are doing." He continued, putting a paw on my shoulder. "I wanted to give it a couple of weeks before I decided how much I would pay you. I've given you a lot more responsibility than I had originally planned and you've managed to handle it all. I originally planned for you to just be a Go For, but you are doing so much more. You help out Chef during the meals, you're taking care of my Horny Goat Weed patch, you help with the pups and you nap with Arnold."

"I had originally planned on paying you 5 Eden Credits1per day plus your room and board. But I think you are worth plenty more than that. I'm going to pay you 7.5 ECs a day. After a month if you show me you can keep up the good work, I'll raise you to 10 ECs a day." He put his paw under my chin and turned my head up so I was looking into his eyes. "Does that sound fair to you?"

"Yes Master." I said respectfully. I thought it was more than fair. I would have more than willingly served my Masters for just the room and board. I mean I got to live in this beautiful home with my own room. I got to eat the best food. I had all of my needs taken care of. I had a computer and a television, really everything I thought I could possibly want. Besides, I really had no real concept of money.

"When you were working for Ansulm you accumulated 3,250 EC which he has put into a trust account that you can access when you are 21 years old. I'm going to take 5 ECs from your salary every day and add it to the account. The rest you can spend how you please."

"Thank you Master Woden." I replied.

"You don't need to thank me. You've earned it. I'll get you a debit card so you can order stuff from the internet. I'll show you how as soon as I get your card for you. Besides it'll help teach you responsibility and how to manage your money." He said then removed his paw from my chin. I immediately lowered my eyes again.

More important to me than any amount of money was the fact that my Master was pleased with how I was serving him. I just wished he would let me serve him in more intimate ways. But things were better than I ever imagined they could be and they seemed to be getting even better with each passing day. I was so excited that I had a hard time falling asleep that night. I finally hugged my pillow imagining it was my little Master and I let Morpheus claim me at last.

I woke up the next morning, and after serving my Masters breakfast I headed back up to my room and opened the Trig module. I was getting close to taking the final exam, so I was working extra hard to get it finished. I was in the middle of working a problem when I heard tiny paws coming down my hallway and a familiar knock coming from very low on the door. I quickly shut down the Trig Module. Of course I knew exactly who it was and when I opened the door my little Master squealed loudly and ran into my room. He stood in front of me and put his paws up in the air for me to pick him up. I grabbed him under his armpits and lifted him high into the air like Master Woden did yesterday. But unlike him I didn't let him out of my grasp. I was taking no chance that I would drop my little Master. I did this 3 or 4 times and then held him to my chest.

"Horsey!" He begged and I put him on my shoulders holding his ankles to help keep him stable. Then I started to gallop. There wasn't much room in my bedroom to give a horsey ride so I opened the door and galloped down the hall. He was giggling the whole time and he came up with the idea to "steer" by grabbing my ears and turning my head. When I got to the living room I was brought to a screeching halt. My Mistress Freyja had just walked into the room looking for Master Arnold.

"There you are." She said when she saw us. "I've been looking all over for you. You can't just go bothering Gofer whenever you want. He needs some time to himself."

"I don't mind Mistress. He just asked for a horsey ride." I didn't tell her that all of my life I had had time to myself. Having someone that wanted to be with me was something I would drop anything for. The whole family seemed to like me, but none of them had bonded to me like my little Master had.

"Are you sure that he's not bothering you? He can be a handful at times..."

"It's OK, Mistress Freyja, I'll make sure it doesn't interfere with doing my duties." I countered.

"I'm not worried about that, my pups are more important than any of the other duties you have. But he shouldn't be taking advantage of you." She continued.

"Go Horsey!" My little Master squealed wanting the ride to continue.

"I guess if you don't mind go ahead and finish his ride." She said rolling her eyes and turning to head back into the nursery room that Arnold had escaped from. We galloped around the living area a couple of times getting dirty looks from Maid and Butler, but I didn't give a shit. Being responsible for the sounds of joy coming from my little Master was all of the inspiration I needed.

When I was too tired to gallop any more I returned my little Master to the nursery. When Mistress Freyja took him off of my shoulders he started to cry, "Want Go Fur... Want Go Fur..."

"Arnold Gofer has things to do. Now you go play with your brothers." He pouted but went over and started playing with a toy car.

I left the house and my first stop was to check Master Woden's Horny Goat Weed patch. One or two little weeds had poked their way through the soil and I pulled them out and hoed the whole garden. I was not going to let my Master have any reason to be disappointed in me. It wasn't so much that I was worried about not getting the raise in my pay, but the thought of disappointing him was much more of a motivation to make sure I did it right. But he didn't need to know that.

I was done by the time Master Woden was done with his staff meeting. He was walking Loki out to Loki's limo and they were talking animatedly.

"I can't believe we're gonna finally go on a feral hunt." Loki enthused. They were talking about ferals again. I had looked up the word and it had the following definitions: 1. a. Existing in a wild or untamed state. b. Having returned to an untamed state from domestication. 2. Of or suggestive of a wild animal. None of that seemed to make any sense in the context they were using it.

"Neither can I."

"I just wish it was tomorrow instead of two and a half months from now." Loki added wistfully.

"So do I, but that's really the earliest we can free the whole staff to go." Master replied. "But that's really a great time to head out to Yellowstone. It should be the best weather of the year. We should have a great time in addition to getting our own ferals."

"I know. But I haven't been able to stop thinking about getting one. The few Sheps that I know that have them can't stop talking about how great they are." Loki continued.

"I know Freyja is eager for us to go. She's hoping it will keep me from pestering her when she's not in heat." Master said.

"I know I have to live with her sister. I think they talk about it as much as we do..." Loki concluded as he got into the back seat of the limo and his driver closed the door.

As he did so, Master Woden noticed me and motioned me over to him. He tousled my hair and said, "Just the one I wanted to see. I've got your debit card in my briefcase. Let's go up to your room and I'll show you how to use it."

I followed him up to my room. He set his briefcase down on my desk, opened it and pulled out a small plastic card. It had my name on it and a series of numbers. He handed it to me and he also handed me a wallet to put it in. "Now let's get online and I'll show you how to order stuff. What would you like to buy?"

This time I didn't have to pretend I was clueless like a typical CBH, I really had no idea of what I wanted to buy. I just shrugged my shoulders and then added "I don't know Master..."

"Well I'll just order something for myself with my card and show you how it works." He opened up a site called Mypleasure.com. It had all of the lubes that he had stocked my medicine cabinet with. I immediately was expecting a gotcha moment, but my paranoia seemed to be unfounded. "I need a new bottle of Gun Oil." He said winking at me.

He took me through the whole process of putting it into my shopping cart, selecting the shipping and paying for it. It wasn't that hard, but I pretended to be slow on the uptake so he wouldn't get suspicious. I would definitely be heading back to this site when I ran out of Gun Oil.

By the time we were finished it was time for me to go help Chef prepare lunch. When I brought the food out, Arnold again refused to eat when anyone else other than me tried to feed him. I fed him and then carried the dirty dishes out to the kitchen. Master Woden would be going to his afternoon meeting and Freyja would be having tea and pastries with her sister Sigyn, who I figured out was Loki's wife. This would be the time I could get my workout in without anyone seeing me...

After I finished my workout and took a nice, long, hot shower it was time for my little Master to take his nap. Of course I could hear his tiny paws as he toddled down the hall to my room and I was there to greet him. He ran right past me and crawled up on the bed. I lay down next to him and he licked my nose like he always did. "Luv Go Fur!" He said staring into my eyes.

"I love you too little Master." I responded. He soon drifted off to sleep. But sleep didn't come to me as quickly. I was thinking about how wonderful it felt to have someone as special as my little Master love me. But I got kind of melancholy when I wondered if he would still be able to love a human when he grew up...

(1) An Eden Credit is equivalent to $10.00