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Deep Conditioning (Chapter Two)

© Cederwyn Whitefurr

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January, 2015

Obediently, both Doe and Stallion followed their new owner into his house, their cloven and solid hooves clicking quietly on the concrete patio, before the door hissed open and he entered, them following him, expressing no curiosity at this strange, alien place, their attention fixed on their owners back and mindful they didn't accidentally bump into the furniture.

Stephen led them to the lounge, where he pushed aside the coffee table, giving them more room to stand more comfortably, and they waited patiently for him to tell them what to do.

"Both trained and - " be began, then his voice fell away, as a blush creeped up from his neck, staining his pale skin a light pink.

"Yes master, - " They began, then swallowed almost in time and exchanged quick glances, before replying "Yes Stephen, we have received training in sexual pleasuring of our owner, by your commands to our creators. We are versed in many methods of lovemaking and pleasure - both for men and women - we will do whatever is requested of us - if we can, some things in our training we can not do, due to physiological impossibilities or other incompatibilities, for which we are apologetic."

Stephen nodded, then wrung his hands, and paced in both fear and nervous tension, before he turned back around and glanced at Palen.

"Please present yourself, Palen - " Stephen spoke, then laughed nervously.

Obediently, the Stallion gave a single respectful nod, then a shiver rippled through him and he relaxed tightly controlled muscles and his full penis length slid from the velvety sheath and hung limply beneath his belly. Stephen knelt, then timidly reached out, pausing just before he touched the dark coloured length, fully expecting the Stallion to try and bite - or worse - kick, but Palen didn't even twitch a muscle.

"May I - I mean, can - " Stephen stammered in shame and embarrassment.

"If you wish, Stephen, I am your pet, you give me a command, I obey - if you wish to examine it, I can not refuse an order from my owner." Palen responded, without the slightest trace of fear or hesitation, to him, it was as casual as discussing the weather.

Stephen giggled shyly, before he tenderly wrapped his fingers around the stallion's limp penis, holding it delicately and feeling the gentle ridges and especially - the medial ring about 2/3 the way down Palen's penis. Palen stepped cautiously from one hoof to the other, distributing his weight more evenly, completely at ease with his new owner sliding his fingers over Palen's length.

"This...this is incredible - " Stephen began, then smiled as he seen the pale white patch just below Palen's penis head. "What's this?"

Twisting his head around and down, Palen glanced sideways as Stephen held Palen's penis out, pointing at the pale mark.

"Most stallion's have unusual markings and patches on their penis, sir - " Replied Palen. "I am no different, think of it as like - "

Palen paused and he flicked his ears, as he tried to come up with the right name.

"A birthmark - of sorts?" Stephen enquired, as he again trailed his fingers along Palen's length, then noticed with satisfaction, the stallion tremble ever so lightly.

"Yes...master - " Palen snorted, then switched his tail and trembled again.

"That feels nice, does it?" Stephen asked, before releasing Palen's penis - noticing It had grown slightly in girth, and the Stallion flattened his ears. "Forgive me sir, I - I d did not mean - "

Stephen walked around to Palen's front, then knelt and placed his hands either side of Palen's golden furred muzzle, adorably noting the pale diamond blaze he'd missed before, that ran from Palen's forehead down to his nose.

"Palen? Its alright, no need to be afraid, my dear, sweet pet - it's natural, to feel - pleasure - I have no idea just how sensitive your penis is - I was trying to be gentle with you, and there is no need to be scared my love - just - be natural and relax, of course - around others, unless I say otherwise, do your best not to display yourself - as I know how you Stallion's are - anywhere - any-time...you just let it flop." Stephen smiled, then kissed Palen lightly on his velvety nose.

"Yes sir," Palen nodded his head obediently.

"Now - " Stephen said, as he rose and approached Rosie, who stood patiently, her ears half-back as she dreamed whatever thoughts her daydreams brought to her, then her attention fixated on her new master. "Lift your tail little one, I want - "

Instantly, Rosie snapped her tail upright like a flag, then crouched just with her lower back, her long slender legs bending - making it easier for Stephen to take a long, good look at the pale fur and the unusually larger than cervine normal labial folds and tightly puckered anus. He ran his fingers lightly from the base of her labia to the top, feeling the gossamer like guard hairs and watching in satisfaction as Rosie slapped her ears back and crouched slightly lower - instincts her kind had imprinted on them for thousands of generations. Even though she was nowhere near her first season - Rosie felt the pleasurable touch, and her training added the missing feelings - as she wilfully presented for her human lover.

Playfully, she gazed back over her shoulder, a unmistakable smile touching her lips as she gave two quick flicks of her tail, the brilliant white 'flag' like effect unmistakable and Stephen smile, before running his whole hand up the tail, feeling the soft, luxuriant fur.

"Now, you can - " Stephen murmured, as he fought the urges that began surging through his bloodstream.

"Yes sir," Rosie smiled wider. "As a Doe, I can pleasure my master - or mistress - in ways, a male of my kind - or another - may not. I know many pleasurable positions, from a natural stance - such as this - I can - comfortably - if you desired, lay on my back, or almost anything you wish mas...Stephen..."

Stephen turned away, his back to both animals as he adjusted himself and coughed,but his stance and the strong scent come to the animals, who exchanged glances and both smiled slightly, before adopting a neutral look to their expressions and turning their heads back to the human, trying to block his scent from their senses, which in turn only began to trigger their training.

"Master - " Palen began, as he turned around, his thick hooves muffled by the carpet.

Stephen turned slightly, his unmistakable blush growing worse, turned away again and Palen frowned, torn between his training and his concern about upsetting his new master,but the training won out and he stretched out his neck and tenderly brushed his nose gently against Stephen's rump, nudging him. With a moan, Stephen stood and turned back around, the large, thick bulge in his pants unmistakable, and Palen found his nose almost flatted as Stephen gasped, then blushed and took a step back, before gently ruffling the stallion's ears.

"We can smell your - " Palen began, then glanced down shyly, then back up. "Its part of our training, sir, to be able to sense if our master - or mistress - is in a state of -"

Stephen gently placed his hand on Palen's nose, and the young Stallion obediently fell silent, before Stephen sighed and laughed weakly, gesturing at the bulge, which both animals obediently looked at, then up at him.

"I...I can not hide much from you both, can I?" Stephen laughed weakly, then sighed and unclasped his belt, tugging it through the loops and throwing it casually onto the nearest couch, before unbuttoning his trousers and pushing them down - and Palen and Rosie's eyes widened, as the looked upon Stephen's brief-clad length, that strained at the tightly fitting briefs.

Stephen blushed worse, shedding his shirt and throwing it to one side, then slipped his long fingers into the waistband of his underwear and pushed them down - then stepped out of it. Naked as the day he'd been born, his seven and a half inch length standing proud like a flag before the two animals who gazed at it, then up at him, Stephen felt so ashamed, then realised this was a silly emotion, as these two animals wouldn't ever judge him, laugh at him, or ridicule him - they were trained and conditioned for perfect obedience and loyalty...and, if they spoke the truth, which he was sure they did - they would pleasure him in more ways - than just with their beautiful, sweet and gentle personalities.

"I'm sorry - " Stephen began, as he rose and ruffled their ears, Rosie stepping over to stand beside Palen. "This probably shocks both of you, to see your new owner so - exposed -"

"Not at all, sir," Palen began, then Rosie nodded and finished the reply. "We are yours sir, to do with, as you wish, or command us to do to you, we have - no..."

Her eyes narrowed, as she thought what word was appropriate, before she spoke again.

"We do not - we can not - " Rosie's voice faltered, as she tilted her head and flattened her ears. "Master, forgive me - I do not know the words to describe the - feeling - I am meant to have, a flaw in my conditioning."

Stephen sat on the couch, still quite ashamed he'd been brought to arousal so easily, just by giving his new companions a - slightly more than friendly - petting.

"Rosie? Honey?" Stephen began, then gestured them both closer, so he could stroke their ears. "Its not a flaw in either of you, you - your conditioning you receive, intentionally removed certain - feelings from you both, why, I wish I knew, but there must be a reason for this, I love you both just for who you are - and what you both are - regardless of your..."

Stephen swallowed, then blushed worse, and Rosie and Palen once more quickly glanced at each other, then back.

"We understand, master - " Palen nodded. "We do not know why - but we accept your explanation, we can not - intentionally - cause a master or a mistress pain, such a thing - we just could not..." Pausing, the stallion thought a bit. "We can not consciously do such, we would not know how - and furthermore, if accidentally induced in our owners - the..."

Palen trailed off, as he shook his head and stamped a hoof, frustrated at his lack of vocabulary to give words to the feelings he was feeling. Rosie nuzzled the stallion gently in compassion, before she tried to answer for him.

"Our conditioning, sir, if we unintentionally cause pain to our owner - through our eagerness to please - it triggers off a very...very painful response, some sort of 'fail safe' - is that the word?"

Stephen blinked, then gently lifted both their heads with his palms, gazing into their eyes in turn. His blue ones gazed at the hazel ones of the stallion, then the brown ones of the doe. His gaze seemed to look into the very souls of both animals, before he shuddered and nodded.

"I think I understand - some sort of 'deep conditioning' - like a hypnotic suggestion, has been so deeply ingrained, if - by accident - you, for example, if Palen got a little - eager..." Stephen smiled nervously, then stroked their foreheads again, before he sighed.

"We would never - " Palen began flattening his ears back against his neck.

"Honey, please, come on - don't be upset, I promise - when we...you know - " Stephen blushed again and stammered, before he got a firmer hold on his feelings. "Your training aside, I'll make sure - I do my best, never to trigger that command in your minds, I promise both of you, of course, Rosie - I doubt it'd ever be triggered on you, as you're more for when - "

"I understand, sir." Rosie nodded once, then smiled and flagged her tail slowly from side to side. "You wish to use me, as a Stag would use a Doe, if you're ever - "

Stephen stared at her, then he laughed shyly and lifted her head up and kissed her forehead.

"You two are too - honest at times, now, both of you, promise me - you'll never - ever - be so - honest with another..." Stephen sighed, hating the words that were to come. "You'll never be so forthcoming with your - feelings - when a strange master or mistress comes, you may not know - but a - a relationship..."

Both animals glanced at each other, then they frowned, not understanding the concept of relationships, like the humans and anthropomorphic animals did.

"I meant - " Stephen sighed, as he seen their frowns. "You will never - ever - even under the worst compulsions, ever say anything about your - special training, you must both promise me this! You would be taken from me, and - "

Both were a moment assimilating this, and scenting their owners growing fear, before they nodded.

"We promise, master - never to speak of this, to another, even if you order us - is this what you want of us?"

Stephen sighed, hating having to come down so hard on them - they were - after all, only animals, sure - genetically altered from their base DNA stock - imprinted with feelings their feral cousins would never comprehend, and then the 'deep training' over the top of this - but this was important, and he had to be sure they both understood - their lives depended on it, and his as well.

As if reading his mind, they glanced at each other, some unseen communication seemed to occur, and both once against elegantly made the bowing gesture, their eyes closed as the flattened their ears and in perfect unison, then replied as if one mind.

"We solemnly pledge, from this day, until our last, we shall seek to obey and honour our master and owner - in anything he commands of us, and will never speak of our training - to another - even if master directly commands us, for to do such would cause him harm - and to bring harm to us, we do promise and swear upon our lives."

Stephen was speechless, he never imagined anything of the sort from these two beautiful creatures - realisation slowly spreading over him, this was yet another 'layer' of conditioning that was overlaid on their minds.

"Oh, before I forget - " Stephen murmured, as he rose, his wilted erection hanging and him seemingly oblivious, but both animals gazed at it and glanced at each other again whilst he wasn't looking.

Stephen rummaged through the sideboard cupboard, finally coming up with two collar-like objects. He returned and placed one around Rosie's neck, so it was 'firm' but not tight, the other he pondered, then cut the strapping way back and affixed around Palen's left ankle, ensuring both wouldn't slip off.

"These are your identity tags - they're programmed for my house, and certain doors and gates outside, you may go out and in as you wish, but some gates will remain locked to you, to keep you safe - now - I will wish you both goodnight, my beloved friends, and I will show you both to your rooms, where you will sleep, if you like - or you can do as you please..." Stephen told them, as he nodded, and double-checked their collars, before he led them down the hall and turned off the light behind them - both animals obediently keeping a six foot separation between themselves, and their owner...

To Be Continued...