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Deep Conditioning

© Cederwyn Whitefurr

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January, 2015

Some time later, Palen emerged from the animals shared bedroom, shivering and walking on weak knees, before he left and found Rosie outside, her muzzle dripping water from the large bucket she had been drinking from. With a knowing look, she snorted then dipped her head down again and took another drink, as Palen shook himself, loose hairs flying in a golden cloud as he stretched and flexed his aching legs.

"So - " Rosie began, as he stepped closer and nuzzled the quivering stallion.

"Not what I was expecting - " Palen admitted, as he took a deep drink, his throat rippling with each swallow. "I know we've been trained and conditioned to please our owner - yet I must admit, lying like that on his bed..."

Rosie snickered and nuzzled the shivering Stallion gently. "I can smell his scent all over you, just what did you two get up too?"

"He - " Palen began, then flattened his ears in embarrassment, before he lovingly nuzzled Rosie back. "I bred with him, it - it was our first time and - "

Rosie's ears flicked forwards. "Did you enjoy it though? Judging from your scent, I would assume very much so. I just - I - "

Blinking, Palen nuzzles Rosie's neck, then draped his head over her neck in their form of a comforting hug.

"I want to be able to please our master - " Rosie sniffled, then shied away, turning her back and lowering her head, but Palen could hear the catch in her voice.

Nuzzling lightly along her flanks then shoulder, Palen stepped right up beside her and she leaned against him, as the tears slid down her muzzle and dripped to the ground.

"Did he - hurt you, when he mated with you?" Palen asked, nuzzling the crying doe.

"A - a little, I know our conditioning causes us to experience pleasure when we breed to our owners, yet I - I can't explain it - I shouldn't feel this way, its a conflict in my conditioning and - " Rosie sniffled, as he shuddered, her coat rippling.

Palen blinked, then frowned and thought a moment, trying to find the right words, before he nibbled her neck and Rosie trembled again, before she turned her head to look at him.

"I..." Rosie stammered, then her throat constricted in fear, cutting off her words.

"What do you want, my dear, sweet, gentle Doe?" Palen asked, flicking both ears forwards and nuzzling again. "I want to try and help you, yes, our conditioning impels us to obey, but we still have feelings and thoughts of our own. Master is - he isn't - he isn't a Stallion, we both know that - and due to whatever - was done to us when we were created...."

Palen ripped up a mouthful of grass, chewing it thoughtfully before he swallowed and again nuzzled Rosie, who leaned into his affections, drawing strength from the strong-willed Stallion.

"Maybe...you just need to learn to relax - take some deep breaths when he breeds you, it was your first time with him - you were understandably afraid - even I felt fear and anxiety when he asked me too - its only natural, we may be intelligent, thoughtful and have feelings of our own - yet we are - conditioned to obey our directives, which can, and do, override our own wishes at times." Palen whispered, before he lipped gently at her neck.

"I - I don't want to feel this way!" Rosie wailed, flattening her ears and fresh tears tracked down her muzzle. "I'm made to his order - I'm compelled to obey our master in every way - refusal of an order triggers our - "

Palen blinked, then nuzzled Rosie again, trying to comfort her. He didn't comprehend why she was acting so, as without a frame of reference, he wasn't sure how to react, but his natural gentleness won over and he draped his neck over her shoulder, then started to exert pressure, forcing Rosie to kneel on the ground.

"That's better, now - lie still little one," Palen nickered, as he manoeuvred himself over her, feeling Rosie tremble beneath him, as he covered her body with his, lending her strength and warmth. After several minutes, Rosie visibly calmed and lay her head down, but Palen remained standing over her, almost protectively, before he snorted through his nostrils and sighed.

"I don't understand - " Palen whispered, as he lowered his head and nuzzled her neck affectionately. "Our conditioning - it should not - I mean - we're designed to please, its our purpose and our overriding imperative. You should - wait...what are you doing!"

Rosie sniffled, then rolled her eyes up, before she shivered and Palen nickered, feeling Rosie's tail beginning to flag against Palen's velvety sheath.

"We...you can't!" Palen moaned, desperately trying to fight the urges that Rosie's flagging tail was bringing him.

"You said - it yourself, we're designed to bring pleasure - its our imperative, and you're right. I do not - feel any 'compulsion' to decide who I share pleasure with...besides, it - it will help...in its own way, I need the practice Palen and - "

"No!" Palen snorted, as he tried to back away, his ears sweeping backwards, but the unmistakable pleasure of Rosie's tail flagging against his sheath had already done more than his rational mind could control - and his length was semi-errect beneath him, pressed down against Rosie's pale furred rump. "I - we can not do this - "

"We can..." Rosie whispered, as she flagged her tail faster. "It is an order - almost - I need the practice, and you are - not that bigger than our owner..."

"Rosie - " Palen moaned, as he nuzzled her ears. "If we're caught - what will our master think? We are made to please him - "

"By helping me - " Rosie stammered, as she flicked her ears, then turned her head to look up at Palen. "You help me - with breeding practice - I can please our owner with - less fear and pain - which makes him happy...and you do want me to be happy, don't you? Since we're going to be spending our lives together and - "

Palen was conflicted, he frowned and turned his mind inwards, nothing in the conditioning, deep or otherwise, offered any negative feedback about the thoughts he was experiencing. There was nothing directly or indirectly, that conflicted with what Rosie had told him. He did not know if Intelli-Pet animals bred with each other, and not just their owners - it was a question, his conditioning had no response for.

"Please, Palen.." Rosie whispered, as she licked his chest and looked up at him. "Please - will you not help me?"

Palen shuddered, still conflicted by the urge Rosie's flagging tail had brought him, and his calm, rational thinking mind. He stood, his penis swinging lightly beneath his belly, as he struggled to overcome the conflicted thoughts and feelings. He had feelings of love, protectiveness and concern for the smaller Doe - he didn't know why - it was - just something, some strange, new feeling he didn't have words to describe.

"I - if our master - " Palen began, the conflict visible in his facial expression, as Rosie again licked his chest.

"Blame me," Rosie whispered. "It is my fault - I - need the breeding practice and as you're...."

"Rosie...I just - I just don't know how - " Palen snorted, then crept backwards and began to turn away, fear at being caught by their owner starting to gain ascendancy in his mind. "What would our master think? You and I breeding together - when we're made for him and - "

Rosie stood, shook herself then stepped over to Palen and nuzzled his neck.

"Palen - " Rosie whispered, her own nervousness and fear compounding that of the Stallion.

Palen turned his head to look at her, seeing the genuine love Rosie had for him, the absolute faith and trust she had - and the slight nervousness of her back-swept ears.

"We...how would - " Palen began, then his words faltered and he sighed. "I don't even know how - "

"I have - an idea, whether it would work..." Rosie pondered, then knelt on her forelegs, folding them beneath her and awkwardly walked forwards until her head and neck was under Palen's belly. Palen snorted, then shuddered as he felt Rosie's muzzle bridge rub beneath his sheath, before he splayed out his legs and shuddered, giving her an easier access.

"Rosie - " Palen snorted, then his tail twitched spasmodically.

"I know - what I'm doing, my - conditioning has - been implanted with ideas and such, on how to arouse my master...you're not that much different." Rosie mumbled, as she swallowed, then closed her muzzle and began over-stimulating her salivary glands, swallowing the sticky saliva and coating her throat and ensuring her muzzle was also well coated, before she brushed her cold nose against Palen's sheath and followed it with a timid lick with her saliva coated tongue.

With a loud snort, Palen flinched and trembled, barely resisting the primal urges that seared up his spine like a wildfire, yet it was with the barest of control he fought the instincts and suppressed them as he quivered helplessly. Rosie blinked, then flattened her ears back and tilted her head to one side, as she began lipping and licking, steadily working her way down Palen's firming length and hearing his panting breath. When Rosie's supple tongue slithered over Palen's medial ring, Palen nickered and stamped a hoof, causing Rosie to freeze and tremble.

"Sorry - " Palen grunted, as he continued to fight the urges that burned within him.

Rosie waited a moment, before she once again began over-stimulating her salivary glads once more - her tongue quickly growing wet and sticky as she delicately licked - noticing how Palen's length firmed swiftly and was becoming covered with her saliva.

"Stop..no, please - " Palen nickered again, as his trembling grew worse, his tail slashing from side to side.

"Not - " Rosie murmured, as she frowned and looked at Palen's now fully erect length and swallowed nervously, knowing there was no way she could pleasure the Stallion how her conditioning demanded she please a male. "Not yet - I need to make sure - I get a thick coating before..."

Palen grunted and valiantly stood, fighting the instincts of untold generations, before Rosie finally ceased her licking and crawled back out from beneath him, then lay herself down, kneeling on the ground and her tail snapping upwards as she shivered and glanced back at Palen. Palen sensed what she wanted, and he turned himself about, before carefully stepping over Rosie's body, his front legs even with her chest and his firm, long shaft pressed against her back and his belly.

"It doesn't go there - " Rosie giggled nervously, as she began flagging her tail against Palen's scrotum.

"I - know where it goes," Palen retorted, as he stepped back a few paces, before forcibly relaxing himself and his penis wilted slightly, before he again took a timid step - this time, pressing the head of his penis under Rosie's tail.

Rosie gasped, feeling it firming and she shivered, fearing Palen was going to breed her the wrong way, but instincts took over and she timidly lifted her hind quarters and pressed her vaginal folds lightly against Palen's penis.

"Rosie - I - " Palen grunted, as he shivered and began to panic.

"Please - " Rosie whispered, as she glanced back over her shoulder. "I know - you can be gentle - It - it will hurt, I don't deny that, but please, I need the - practice and - "

Palen nodded, as he suppressed the wild, instinctive urges, before he slightly lowered his his hind quarters and pushed forwards. He felt Rosie's labial folds spreading and the warmth nearly made him lose what control he had, as she gasped and her spine crackled as she instinctively lowered her belly to the ground. Palen barely mounted, feeling Rosie's right folds gripping his penile head in a tight grasp, as he shuddered and began nibbling her shoulder.

"Breathe little one...deep breaths - " Palen encouraged her, as he felt Rosie's body tensing beneath him.

"I'm - trying - " Rosie sniffled, fresh tears sliding down her cheeks, as she began panting heavily, trying to force her body to relax.

"That's it - " Palen nodded and pushed forwards a little further, feeling Rosie's body start to respond and loosen its tight hold.

"Wait!" Rosie squealed, as she gasped and felt Palen freeze, the stallion over her trembling.

Palen obeyed, feeling Rosie's body squeeze down, before she could again gain her control and pant more heavily.

"Definitely...bigger than our master - " Rosie gasped, before she laughed weakly and nodded.

Palen shivered and pushed himself a little deeper, before he swallowed and paused again - then stepped backwards and dismounted, feeling Rosie's body squeezing tightly. When she nodded, he again moved forwards, pressing himself against her glistening folds - and once more, he held his breath and waited until Rosie nodded once.

"This - " Rosie gasped, then shuddered and wriggled slightly.

"Is going to take some practice - " Palen finished for her, as he felt her body responding as it should - tight muscles loosening and allowing him to slide deeper - until the medial ring rubbed against her labial folds.

Palen stopped, letting Rosie get used to feeling him inside her, instincts fought with his rational mind, and started to drive him mad. Rosie squealed deeply and kept panting, her head lowered and ears flat, as she wriggled again and pulled herself forwards, sliding about half of Palen's length from within her.

"Please, little one - if its hurting you, please tell me - and I'll stop!" Palen pleaded with her, as he licked her neck and tasted the sweat that dampened her fur.

"It - " Rosie gasped, then looked back over her shoulder. "It's alright Palen - just - just give me a moment..."

Palen nodded obediently, taking several calming breaths through his nostrils as he remained quite firm within Rosie, feeling her wriggling beneath him as she fought to find a more comfortable position for this unusual mating. Finally, after ten minutes, Rosie nodded and Palen lowered his hindquarters a little more before he pushed himself back insto her again and again.

As far as lovemaking went, their first breeding between each other, took three hours - as Palen would regularly dismount and let Rosie regain her strength, before she would nod and he'd tenderly mount her again and again - Rosie knew what she wanted, and this gentle, compassionate Stallion was - once he overcome his initial fear - a willing help.

Finally, Rosie could breathe more easier, the ache in her groin almost forgotten, as Palen pressed himself forwards and just managed to get the medial ring into Rosie's tight folds, before she gasped and he froze again. Rosie swallowed, her salivary glands working overtime, partially through fear and partially through some unknown emotion, but when she felt Palen begin to quiver, Rosie's eyes widened and she snapped her head around to stare wide-eyed at him.

"I - " Palen snorted, his nostrils flaring, as he felt his penile head begin to flare deep inside Rosie. "I - I shouldn't - its not..."

"Dismount!" Rosie snapped at him, then bit at his foreleg.

Palen snorted and his tail began to piston like a Arabian Stallion, as the urge to thrust and release his represed orgasm began ovewhelming his control.

"Dismount, Palen!" Rosie squealed, as she slapped her tail down along the lower half of his penis and began struggling beneath him.

Palen whinnied and nickered, before another sharper bite to his thigh snapped him back to full attention and he forcibly pushed himself backwards, feeling Rosie's body tightening along his length and he staggered a few steps, before his orgasm struck him like a bullet between the eyes. His whole body twitched and convulsed, as powerfully thick spurts of his semen were pumped from his penis by the strong muscles and instincts, his tail snapped like a pennant and he stood on all four hooves, legs splayed, as his orgasm began intensifying - penis spraying like a firehose before finally, it began to wilt and the last few spurts were more a weak dribble that spattered onto the ground.

Rosie lay on the ground, her tail slapped down over her aching groin, and she swallowed nervously. How close had Palen come to releasing himself in her - Rosie didn't know, but she was thankful for the Stallion's gentle, thoughtful breeding. Sure, she was sore and in considerable discomfort - but with repeated breedings, she was certain - with Palen's willing help - she would be able to more easily pleasure her master. As she tried to rise, Palen moved back to stand over her, his penis still slightly aroused and he nuzzled her sweaty neck.

"Rosie - I - " Palen stammered, feeling guilt and shame.

Rosie turned her head to nuzzle at Palen's velvety nose, before she timidly licked it.

"It's not your fault - you can not help your instincts - I'm - just thankful, you have at least - some self control...I - I don't know what our master would think - if he decided too...and felt..." Rosie panted, then flicked her ears.

"We..." Palen began, before his own self control crumbled and he hung his head. "No, you're right little one - we - we can never allow me to do that...promise me - you will make me stop before - " Rosie sniffed, then inhaled the sickly sweet scent of Palen's semen, and she nodded and again nuzzled his nose.

"Breeding practice, I will ask for - but I will - try, as best I can - to stop you before you try to put a fawn in my belly." Rosie giggled weakly, then shuddered.

"You know we can't - " Palen snorted through his nostrils, then licked her forehead with his long, rough tongue. "We can't impregnate, or conceive - we're sterile like that - "

Rosie tried to stand, then her knees quivered and she crumbled to the ground, landing with a thump.

"Do not try to get up yet - " Palen nickered, then nibbled lightly at her neck.

Again, Rosie tried to stand, almost making it, before her knees turned to jelly again and once more she fell to the ground, where she sprawled flat on her belly and shuddered.

"Thank you - Palen," Rosie whispered, feeling her body quivering.

Palen stood beside her, gently nudging at her playfully, as he nibbled her neck in love and affection.

"Anytime..." He snickered, then inhaled her scent, before a ripple ran through him.

To Be Continued...