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Deep Conditioning (chapter Three)

© Cederwyn Whitefurr

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January, 2015

Stephen moaned and trembled, sweat slicking his naked body, as he mumbled incoherently, he was having the most amazing dream, so realistic and lifelike, it'd all the qualities of a movie - replete with sensations sounds...and...his throat locked tight and he gasped, before his eyes snapped open and his back arched upwards as a powerful orgasm struck him like a bolt of lightning.

He heard a startled grunt, and something snapped its head up and away, the unmistakable sensation of the hot, sticky tongue and strong muscular contractions vanishing as fast as the effects of his orgasm - and the last dribbles slid down his semi-errect penis and soaked into the sheets as he pressed his sweaty hands into the mattress and lifted his head, gazing into the frightened eyes of Rosie, who lay with her long legs tucked under her, and she gagged involuntarily, before desperately swallowing, tumbling from his bed with a loud thump, before she squealed in cervine pain and fright.

Thoughts washed over Stephen, before his compassion won out and he twisted himself around on the bed, and grasped Rosie by her upper legs and pulled her back onto the bed, then gripped her firmly by the chin, forcing her to stare into his bewildered eyes.

"What in the - " He began, trembling with fear, anger and outright pleasure - the three emotions fighting for control.

"You called me in to your room, master - " Rosie whimpered, flattening her ears and eyes widening, tears glistening in the corners. "You were mumbling and said too - "

Stephen blinked, then he moaned and cradled the sniffling young Doe's head close.

"Oh, you silly, silly Doe - " he told her, as he comforted her and felt her hot, salty tears slide down his belly. "I was dreaming of you - I must talk in my sleep and - "

"You're angry with me, I'm so sorry!" Rosie squealed, squeesing her eyes tightly closed. "I never - "

"No...no," Stephen told her, as he stroked her furred cheeks with his fingers. "I'm not mad with you...I mean, I'm not angry with you - you - you frightened me, I was asleep and dreaming...I thought...it was just a wonderful, beautiful dream - "

"You're - you're not - " Rosie whimpered, unfolding her ears and timidly pricking them forwards. "I mean - you asked me too - "

"Foolish, innocent young Doe," Stephen sighed, then began comfortingly stroking her neck and left shoulder. "As I said, I was dreaming - I must have called to you in my sleep, you mistook that as a - a - "

"A command - " Rosie whispered, her voice barely audible. "Its our conditioning master - it - it compels us, to obey...I - I come in and saw you in - in a sexual arousal state and - "

Stephen shuddered, the vestiges of the dream lingering - the supple, long tongue as it flickered over his length, the incredible strength of the throat muscles, each time Rosie swallowed and...

"you...how does a Doe - I mean - " Stephen began, then shuddered. "I've had my share of sexual pleasures - by both a human and a - a anthropomorph...I've never - "

Rosie sniffled, nuzzling against Stephen's belly before she quietened and lay her head on his lap, black nose wrinkling slightly at the scent of his semen that had dribbled onto the sheets. It was a bitter scent to her sensitive nostrils, but her conditioning wouldn't allow her to show her unhappiness at it, so she kept quiet, before realising he'd asked her a direct question.

"Our - training master, the..." Rosie shivered, the visible effect rippling the fur along her spine. "Conditioning - I don't know how, but it - it just seemed - natural to me, something comes over me, and I get these...."

Stephen frowned, a little unsettled by Rosie's words, then felt her tremble worse, as she struggled once again to voice the words to the feelings that were overcoming her.

"Try my love, please - try to - in your own way - explain, so I understand. Yes, I know they - gave you the deep conditioning - as they did Palen...I don't know exactly what it is, you 'feel' - is it, like your own feelings, or is it more - like something 'forcing' you to obey? Some irresistible compulsion? I...I won't lie to you, my lovely, beautiful friend - I don't understand what they - they do to one like you."

Rosie sniffled and quivered helplessly, fighting her own mind to try and find the words to express what she felt.

"We - we receive, some sort of pleasurable response and feeling - to pleasing our mas - our owner," Rosie corrected herself, remembering how Stephen hated being called master. "I - I know - somehow - I shouldn't - do what I did with my muzzle and tongue and - "

"My love, please," Stephen gently caressed along her back. "Please don't think like that - yes, I ordered you be - trained - in sexual pleasures and such, I promise, I'll never, ever, force you to do anything you're not comfortable with. If - and this is of your choice - you ever feel...frightened, or uneasy, with anything I ask, please, tell me - and I will stop, I'd never want to upset you, or that beautiful stallion...its not in my nature to be cruel to my - friends...which is what you both are."

Rosie sniffled, lifting her head up off Stephen's lap, before she frowned slightly, then shook her head.

"Mas - Stephen - " again, Rosie corrected herself, trying desperately to remember and overcome the deeply ingrained conditioning that demanded she call her owner such. "I...our - training..."

"I want to help you break your subservient training little Doe, I want you to feel what you feel, not be beholden to emotions and forced - but the conditioning, to obey, if you are unhappy with what I ask, I just, want - above all else - for you to offer yourself, freely and without these - desires of another - compelling you to obey. That is not the thoughts of a free willed creature - yes - I own you, in the strict - legal sense, but here - in my home, I want you to share yourself with me - to do such...not out of 'training' or anything - but because - you wish too...now, come on, please, stop crying - I know you're fighting what they done to you, and you're afraid - but I promise - you have nothing to fear and I..."

Rosie blinked, then sniffled, before she glanced down and Stephen moaned, feeling the thudding heart of the Doe throbbing against his semi-errect penis.

"Master - you want - " Rosie began, then Stephen shuddered, and slipped his hands under her front legs and pulled her up, so she was lying next to him, then he turned his head to look into her dark, soulful eyes.

"I...always wanted - to make love to a Doe - " Stephen admitted, then a blush crept up his cheeks. "You have already - pleasured me beyond what I could think possible, no - let this be your first lesson love - let me pleasure you...in - in this case - you will be the master, and I your pet, do you understand?"

Rosie frowned, trying to comprehend something that was completely alien to her nature and conditioning, and she shook her head weakly from side to side.

"I...I don't understand - " She began, but Stephen nodded and began to rise. Rosie instinctively folded her legs under herself, unsure if she could climb off his bed, but Stephen placed a hand on her back then pushed her back down onto he mattress.

"Stay...please, now - can you...if it doesn't..." Stephen began, as he stood and stretched, before gazing at Rosie. "Can you - lie on your back, or would your side be easier for you? I - I know a little about your physiology and - and I'm just worried, I might place too much pressure on your lungs - if you're on your back."

"My creators - " Rosie instantly replied. "They thought of that - and they made - some changes...I - I don't know exactly how too - "

"Shhh, don't worry, just...now - are you sure, you can lie on your back...and not be distressed?" Stephen asked, as he helped Rosie roll over, placing a few pillows either side of her upper back, and one under her neck, so she wasn't placing undue pressure and stress on her throat and could breathe.

"Mas - " Rosie stammered, feeling her legs folded, so they hung loosely, the hooves splayed out as Stephen carefully adjusted her position on the bed with gentle movements and a few awkward wriggles from the Doe.

"Shhh, remember? In this - moment - you're the owner, I'm the - pet - trust me, you'll..."

Rosie frowned even deeper, some inherent fear of being on her back and so vulnerable, tried to force her to roll over, but she shivered and pushed the ancestral feelings aside, then her muzzle fell open as she felt the first soft kisses against her warm teats and udder.

"MASTER!" Rosie squealed, her tail frizzling against the mattress, a deep shiver making her quiver.

Stephen sighed then lightly slapped her belly, before he glanced up at her, and she obediently tried to quieten her vocal responses.

Stephen licked, kissed and lipped delicately at the tender teats, alternating his attention and whilst gently suckling on one - his fingers caressed and massaged the two above it, as Rosie's tail flagged faster and faster, her trembles and low, gasping moans making him pause, thinking he was causing her distress, but she moaned an affirmative, and Stepney smiled and began nursing from her like a hungry fawn would from his mother.

"You...you won't get any milk from those - " Rosie gasped, never imagining such a simple thing - could bring her pleasure beyond anything she knew.

Stephen playfully nuzzled, licked and suckled for thirty minutes, before he lifted his head and sighed softly - and Rosie weakly lifted her head to gaze at him - noticing his erection was in full arousal, pressed against his strong, muscled belly.

"I...I would like - " Stephen began, then blushed worse and slid two fingers down Rosie's groin and tenderly caressed the long, pale folds.

"I've - I mean - they...you didn't specify you wanted a maiden Doe - " Rosie trembled.

"No, I didn't - " Stephen smiled, tenderly caressing Rosie's' folds with one hand, the other lovingly caressing her tender belly. "Our - our first...lovemaking - would have hurt you terribly and I'd never want that - now, then, or ever - so I - "

Rosie let her head slump back onto the pillows, her neck aching from the unnatural way she was forced to hold it, but the flagging of her tail intensified as she shivered again and gave a slight nod. Stephen was unsure whether he could, without hurting her, mount Rosie - as he was slightly above normal length and girth - so he moved beside the bed, Rosie turning her head to watch, then he retrieved a bottle of lube from the cupboard and walked back behind her. Rosie frowned, then her nostrils flared as she smelt the faint scent - it wasn't unpleasant - but it wasn't something she understood what it was, but she had faith in her human owner, and trusted him, so she relaxed and slowly let her tail back down - giving him unrestricted access to either her labial folds - or if - he desired - her tightly clenched anus.

Rosie's training had been quite thorough - she'd have easily submitted to being bred like a Doe - or as some Masters and some Mistresses' desired - being taken the other way, Rosie's sole existential thought - was whatever pleased her owner - made her happy in turn, and Rosie was content to be bred either way, although, she did have a preference for being bred properly.

"Alright - " Stephen panted, barely containing his desire at fulfilling his lifelong wish."

He began lathering his length in the slippery lube, ensuring an even coating - whilst Rosie glanced between her legs and frowned, not understanding this strange ritual. Her master was aroused - there was no doubt - just the scent of his musky sweat told her that - she didn't need to see how he trembled and his penis throbbed with urgent desire to be enfolded in what it had no idea - then Stephen gently used a finger to lightly caress and stroke at Rosie's folds, watching as they quivered and she uttered a low, gasping moan.

"You seem to like that - " Stephen whispered, as he paused, then stepped back and retrieved another pillow, folding it in half and grasping Rosie's back legs, carefully lifting her hips up and sliding the pillow beneath - realising how awkward it would be to mount her, when she was unnaturally lower than expected.

"Yes...mas..." Rosie stammered, her long tail flagging faster and faster, then she gasped as Stephen timidly slid two lube covered fingers into her folds and spread them apart.

"Oh Gods - " Stephen gasped, never realising how hot a Doe's body ran.

"Master?" Rosie enquired, her voice showing distress, thinking he was in pain.

"I..." Stephen moaned, as he quivered and began twisting his fingers delicately, seeking out the sensitive clitoris he knew all females had. "I had no idea - Doe's were - so warm...inside..."

Rosie blinked, then a shiver ran through her, before she arched her lower back - trying to instinctively crouch - as Stephen grunted and began tickling the sensitive nub of flesh.

"I...I..." Rosie moaned, her conditioning never once, preparing her for this sensation.

"Shush little Doe - " Stephen whispered, as he swirled his fingers and used the tip of his middle finger to tickle and massage Rosie's clitoris.

For ten minutes, Stephen tickled, massaged and rubbed at it, as Rosie gasped and trembled helplessly - overcome with the strange pleasure this brought - then finally - she began to tremble and a loud, piercing squeal was torn from deep in her chest and she trembled - the labial muscles squeesing down on Stephen's fingers in a amazingly tight contraction.

"What the - " Stephen began, then felt the wetness spreading over his fingers, and Rosie shuddered helplessly. "Did I just - "

Rosie couldn't have nodded if she'd tried - her first orgasm since being created - it electrified her nerves and sent her mind reeling - she couldn't think clearly - or at all - so powerful was the primal instincts ingrained into her very genes from millennia of those who had gone before her.

Stephen felt the powerful muscular contractions - reminded of once - when he'd made love to a Mare - how when at last - he'd finally found the way to pleasure her - she'd squeezed so tightly along his penis, he swore, she was trying to tear it off - then the unmistakable sensation of her powerful vaginal contractions - sure - this wasn't a mare - but the sensation was similar...and he slid his fingers out and shivered - before carefully guiding himself against Rosie's flagging tail - teasingly rubbing his swollen penis head against her tight sphincter - feeling her unconsciously tremble - before he rubbed it against her slippery, well prepared folds and Rosie visibly relaxed her tense muscles.

"I've never - " He began, then swallowed and using his thumb and fingers, held them just below the slight ridge of his penis and pushed it against Rosie's folds. With a slight effort, he initially mounted and his mind turned to jelly - as almost did his knees - when his sensitive penis felt the powerful contraction of the Doe's instinctive reaction to being mounted. Stephen panted, grasping Rosie around her slender ankles and draping her legs over his shoulders, before lifting her a little higher and placing his hands under her rump - as he bit his lower lip and pushed a little deeper.

Rosie's body resisted at first - after all - this was her first breeding - and a human was not compatible in size, width or even general shape - to a Stag - but she bit down on her tongue to quieten her cries - not that she was in any real pain, just a moment of fear as being taken the first time and she involuntarily tensed - but Stephen pulled back and gave her a moment to catch her breath, before he carefully eased himself back in - this time adjusting his own angle - and finding it slightly easier.

"Rosie...oh gods, my..." Stephen moaned, then he violently trembled and gripped her lower thighs tight, before Rosie's eyes snapped open and she whimpered in fright - instinctively knowing what was about to happen - but not having experienced it, the thoughts and feelings were alien to her...

"No!" Stephen cried in anguish, unable to stop himself, so aroused by the feel of mounting Rosie, and her incredible body...before he could help himself, as barely a third of his length was inside her tight, slippery vaginal canal - and he gripped her furred thighs tighter and tighter - before he convulsed helplessly, his penis throbbing in time to the ache in his scrotum as his semen spurted deeply into Rosie's young body - pulse after pulse, until Stephen thought he'd been drained drier than a drought struck dam - his scrotum aching with sweet release as he felt Rosie flinching beneath him - and her low, whimpering cries.

When at last he could regain his senses, Stephen tried to comfort her, stroking her thighs and belly - his erection still hard as stone inside her - but his immediate concerns were for this beautiful young Whitetail Doe, and he gazed down at her, before consciously dismounting and watching, as Rosie sniffled and trembled - ashamed she had wept before her master - the compulsion within her almost triggered - but she rolled weakly onto her side, then felt him lay with his penis pressed against her warm, still wet teats then he cuddled her as best this awkward position could, stroking her damp cheeks and gazing into her eyes.

"Master - I..." Rosie sniffled, blinking away the tears. "I didn't mean too - to cry - it - it hurt and - "

"I know...I'm...sorry, it - it should get easier for us, now - now, my sweet, gentle Hind, I'd...I'd never...made love to one of your kind - so..."

Rosie managed a weak smile, before she leaned her head closer and gave a long, slurping lick over Stephen's sweat soaked face, her ears flicking backwards as she nodded.

"I...words just - " Stephen whispered, as he stroked the back of her head, feeling her still trembling.

"I know - master - " Rosie sniffled, as she licked him again, before tucking her head down under his chin and closing her eyes, her breathing coming in quick, sharp pants that tickled the fine hairs on Stephen's chest.

Stephen had no words - what could he say? He'd tried to control their lovemaking - it had been their first - it should have been special for them both, yet he felt - somehow - he had disapointed Rosie, made her frightened and -

Rosie's nose twitched, and her eyelids fluttered back open, before she pulled her head off his chest and looked into his eyes, with an unusual animal-like gaze, as if, somehow - she could read his mind like a book.

"Master - " Rosie whispered, as she licked his forehead with her supple tongue. "Please do not feel these - things - it - it was..."

"Unforgettable - " Stephen offered weakly.

Rosie gave him another gentle lick, and Stephen shivered, feeling how incredibly soft Rosie's tongue was - and how long - before he gently guided her head back onto his chest and wrapped his arm around her, lightly stroking her back.

"It will get easier little one - " Stephen whispered, caressing Rosie who twitched slightly. "we will learn together - you and I..."

To Be Continued...