Master! Master! – Chapter 13.2

Latest fiction & first time story: Master! Master! – Chapter 13.2

by Sage_of_the_Forlorn_Path

Without me seeing, Betty had gotten into the water. It was up to her neck, but her breasts were floating like a pair of buoys. Jesus, those things are magnificent. I just wanted to— no, no, get a hold of yourself! I must resist temptation! Damn it, she’s trying to tease me! I must change the subject!

“Are you ok in the water? Are your hooves weighing you down?

“Yeah, they’re heavy, but as you can see, my body makes up for it.”

Lorraine and her pets than entered the water, but from the looks on their faces, the men were only going in to follow her. They were probably just as confused and uneasy as the girls were.

“Master, is this right?” Momo asked.

She was doing a doggy paddle the same way Sonja had, keeping her head above the water with her tail swishing behind her. It was honestly one of the cutest things I had ever seen.

“Yeah, that’s perfect. What about you, Jenny?” Nearby, she was struggling, unable to get much forward movement without simply pushing off from the ground.

“Master, it’s not working!”

I held her against me to calm her down, waiting for her breathing to become steady. “It won’t work if you get freaked out. Just relax and try to move towards me.”

I separated from her to open up some space and she gave it another attempt. She tried to swim towards me, paddling forward with her hands and propelling herself with her legs, but the problem was her movement. Every time she brought her legs forward, she ended up pushing against the water with equal force to when she’d try to kick off, leaving her just treading water.

“Ok, let’s try something different. Take my hands and I want you stretch out your legs straight behind you and walk like your taking tiny steps.”

She didn’t understand but did trust me. She took my hands and I helped keep her head above the water as she straightened her legs out. She started moving her legs with her wide rabbit feet acting like fins at the end of a tail. I tried to move back and pull her along with me, but her propulsion was greater than I expected and she ended up running me over and sending the two of us sinking. We came up from the surface, coughing and sputtering.

“Sorry, Master!”

“No, it’s fine. Just do what you did then and use your hands to steer and keep yourself upright.”

This time she tried it on her own, and after a few attempts, she figured it out and was swimming laps around Momo, Sonja, and Chloe. Like Sonja, her rabbit ears floated on the surface of the water, and I couldn’t help but laugh at the sight of her tail poking up. I looked over to Lorraine who was starting off the pillar men by simply having them float on their backs to get a sense of their natural buoyancy.

We continued swimming for a while, all of the pets getting used to the sensation of moving through the water. Elise and Momo eventually called it quits, wanting to soak up some warmth. I decided a change of things would be good.

Sonja looked up at me as I got out of the water. “Huh? Master? Are we going home?”

“No, we’ve still got all day to enjoy ourselves. But there’s more you can do at a beach than just swim. Do you girls want to build a sand castle?”

“What’s a sand castle?”

“It’s like when you shape clay into animals and people, but instead, you make buildings out of sand.”

A lightbulb appeared above Sonja’s head as inspiration struck her.

We moved back onto the beach and Sonja and I started digging into the damp earth. Our first idea was to build a copy of the mansion, first a rough draft about the size of one of the coolers. Then, we made our tiny cabin next to it, with a forest of twigs around it. Once we started working on Elise’s farm, the other girls had started to join in. Lorraine watched as we built a sandy city.

“Mistress, would you like to do that too?” Peter asked.

“Do it too? I want to put them to shame. Come on, we got work to do.”

Our two groups dug and built opposing cities with Elise’s tail stretching from the camp as a divider. She was soaking in the sun from her towel, while beside her, Dr. Lawrence sat in his chair and read a book. Of course, people were still watching us, and I could see them starting to move in closer, with fear and confusion being replaced by curiosity. They were probably re-evaluating our pets, going back to thinking they were just people in costumes. After all, they all acted so normal.

We stopped after a couple hours, having a full sandy city in front of us. I went over to see what Lorraine had made. It was a town like ours, but with some kind of Mt. Rushmore in the back and a wall around it.

“What is that?” I asked.

“It’s the Village Hidden in the Leaves, or in this case, the sand.”

“I’m not even going to ask what that’s a reference to.”

“Elise, judge our sandcastles! Whose is better?”

Elise got up from her towel and slithered over, checking both our creations. “Meh, he wins. If you’re going to make a reference, it has to be something that everyone knows. If you had made something from maybe the Lord of the Rings, I might have given you the gold.”

Now covered in sand, we went back into the water to clean ourselves off and then returned to our towels for lunch. After eating in the shade of the umbrellas, we all reapplied sunscreen and took a nice sunny nap. Dr. Lawrence kept watch, making sure no one on the beach tried anything funny.

After our nap, we swam some more and worked on our sandcastles, but in time, the sun began to set and we called it a day. The drive back home was quiet, all the girls sound asleep, with the light of the setting sun on their serene faces. It had been a perfect day; the girls got to enjoy the outside world, we had fun, and nothing bad happened. As we pulled up the driveway, the girls began to stir, shaken by the bumps of the driveway. They were all yawning and rubbing their eyes when the car came to a stop.

We all got out and circled around to open the back. On a soft rubber mat, Leah was still snoozing, curled up with the tip of her tail touching her nose. I gently scooped her up in my arms and gave her a small kiss. Next to us, the two vans had parked and everyone was getting out, blissfully tired.

“Dr. Lawrence, I’m going to take the girls upstairs to get washed up. Can you make a call for pizza delivery?”

“Sure thing.”

“Girls, let’s get in the bath.”

I carried Leah inside with the girls following me to our bedroom. I filled up the large tub in the bathroom while the girls stripped off their swimsuits.

“It’s ready, come on in!”

The five naked beauties pranced into the bathroom, all smiles as they saw the hot communal bath. This would be Jenny’s first time, but after spending the day swimming, she was all smiles. I was first into the tub, checking the water temperature and finding it perfect. Once I took my seat at the back, the girls each climbed in, humming in bliss from the warmth. We had spent the day swimming, so the hot water felt especially blissful. I had Jenny at my side, my arm around her.

“Today was a good day,” I said as I nuzzled one of her long ears.

“Can we go back to the lake tomorrow?” she asked.

“Not tomorrow, but we’ll definitely go there again. I was thinking I would start teaching you how to read tomorrow.”

“What’s reading?”

“It’s a way to gain information or learn different stories. I taught all the girls how to do it and it helps them pass the time when I’m not around.”

“We’re having pizza for dinner, right?” asked Sonja.

“That’s right.”

Momo closed her eyes and sank down into the tub, keeping her chin above the water with a smile on her face. “Momo loves pizza.”

Each girl had a special topping they favored. Momo liked anchovies, Sonja liked pepperoni, Chloe liked vegetables, and Leah liked pineapple. Speaking of Leah, the salamander slipped under the water and reappeared in my lap. Wagging her tail in happiness, she straddled me and gave me a loving kiss.

“You definitely had fun today, didn’t you? I’ve never seen someone swim so fast. Don’t worry, you’ll get to swim plenty more times.” She then started to grind against my lap, making me hard. “Ah, not right now, Leah. We need to wash up and be nice and clean before the pizza delivery guy gets here. But don’t worry, you can go first when we play tonight.”

“Can I go second?” Chloe asked, crawling over.

I pulled her close and kissed her on the forehead. “Of course.” I eyed Momo, Sonja, and Jenny. “Then it’s first come, first serve.”

We all worked together to clean each other off before dinner time, first forming a semicircle and massaging each other’s scalps with shampoo. Since Leah didn’t have any hair, she was in the very back. Then, of course, it quickly devolved into foreplay. Next to me, Momo and Jenny panted and blushed as they rubbed their chests together, leaving their tits covered in suds. On the other side, Chloe was massaging Sonja’s breasts from behind, causing Sonja to give a canine whimper of bliss. Leah returned on my lap, and we were tongue kissing as we scrubbed each other with bars of soap.

Somehow, we managed to pull away from each other in time and wash off the soap and shampoo. As we finished drying off and got dressed, the pizza delivery guy pulled up the driveway with more than half a dozen boxes of cheesy goodness. Lorraine paid and we all settled in the kitchen with a huge stack of cardboard boxes in the middle of the table.

“So how did you guys like the beach?” I asked as the pizza was distributed.

“Oh, it was so much fun! I got to swim! I’ve never swam before! I can’t wait to swim again! And the sand! I want to build more sandcastles. Mistress, let’s make a sand castle tomorrow. Can we? Please? I wonder what other kinds of beaches are there. Do they have different colored sand? Is the water different? I just think that—”

Moving on…

“Tobi, what about you?”

“It was nice. I enjoyed napping in the sun. My tail still isn’t completely dry, though.”

“I can’t wait to see what we do with Mistress next,” said Peter.

“I’m just surprised it was so crowded. I’ve never seen so many people before. But I like to think I was the one they were all staring at,” Betty bragged.

“So, Dr. Lawrence, how successful would you say this observation task has been so far?” Elise asked.

“Incredibly successful. We’re getting great data on hybrid behavior, especially with people. The way you love and care for your pets really tells me that human-hybrid cohabitation if possible on a wider scale. Tomorrow, we’d like to start testing their intelligence.”

“I was planning on teaching Jenny how to read tomorrow,” I said.

“That’s perfect, the learning process would be amazing to witness.”

I turned to the girls. “Oh, you are going to have fun tomorrow.”

The girls and I were just about to climb into bed when the knock came. I cursed in annoyance and pulled my pants back on. I went to the door and opened it, finding Betty of all people. She was wearing only a couple towels, one around her waist and the other around her chest. Her hair was wet and there was a sultry look on her face.

“I was thinking about you while I was in the shower and decided my fingers weren’t good enough.”

I looked back at the girls on the bed, all of them naked and eager to play, and then back at Betty. “From now on, don’t bother knocking.”

She dropped the towels, exposing her sinfully sexy body and followed me into the bedroom while I ditched my jeans. We both climbed onto the bed and I moved back to the headboard, surrounded by my harem.

“Now, I promised Leah the first turn. Come here, sweetie.”

She crawled towards me, the same smile on her face that Betty had. Rather than kissing me, she started down below, running her tongue up the shaft of my member. It entered her mouth, being drowned in her saliva while her tail swung from side to side. She then released it and began to move up, running her tongue across my chest, but once our lips met, her fingers returned to my cock. As she rolled her tongue in my mouth, she stroked me with masterful skill, using both her saliva and the moisture on her hand as lubricant.

The rest of the girls watched eagerly, waiting to see what would happen next.

Leah moved off to the side as if she was sliding off, but I knew she was up to something. I then shuddered as she began moving her leg, finding myself blindsided. Instead of going for insertion, she was using her turn to try a new level of foreplay. My cock was being squeezed in the back of her knee, the rises and falls of her leg mimicking the movements of a handjob, with the slipperiness of her skin removing all friction. Only with her could such a move be possible. There was no flaw in her movements, she had mastered the technique immediately, and she was heightening the experience by continuing to run her tongue and lips across my chest.

I found my defenses broken, having never experienced something like this. I had built up an immunity to most sexual acts, a means of self-control so that I can last until the girls finish. Handjobs, blowjobs, intercourse, I had become accustomed to the sensations enough that I didn’t need to think about baseball to prevent a premature release, but this new feeling was completely new to me. My amazement as to her ingenuity and imagination was mixing with the incredible physical feeling, as well as an almost masochistic thought of deprivation to be denied her depths. I can’t believe it happened, I’m ashamed that it happened, but I came after only a minute, splattering semen onto her leg. The girls stared, astounded by Leah’s feat. She gave me a loving kiss and moved off me, beaming with pride. No wonder she wanted to play so badly; she wanted to try out her new trick.

Now I was stuck here with my first shot gone after the first round and I had five more girls to satisfy, not to mention Leah would probably go again. Wait a second, hope wasn’t lost.

“Chloe, I promised you you’d go second, and I’ll do that in a minute, but first, there is something I need to do. Betty, I need an energy drink.”

I then pushed her onto her back and got on top of her, sucking gluttonously on her breasts. She panted from the pull of my lips as I sucked her dry, filling my stomach with the nectar of the gods. Cue the Popeye theme, I was back to full rigidity and my strength had been restored. The girls watched in curiosity, wondering what I was doing. This didn’t seem like regular foreplay. When I switched from one breast to the other, they realized what was happening.

“Master, is something coming out of her boobs?” Jenny asked.

“Milk. The milk we drink comes from cows. Technically, all mammals are capable of it, but Betty here is the cream of the crop, pardon the pun. You girls should try this. Thanks, Betty.”

“It’s my pleasure, Master,” she purred, “but don’t be afraid to get a little rougher next time.”

I moved back over to Chloe and brushed a lock of white hair out of her face. “You are just too cute.”

We began to kiss, our tongues filling each other’s mouths. Behind me, Jenny and Sonja were sucking on Betty’s tits, giving it a try and immediately becoming addicted. Betty couldn’t help but play with herself. Momo was with Leah, not just licking the fluid on her skin like she normally would, but also slurping up the semen I had left on her leg. Leah began to pant as Momo raised her leg, her tongue moving from the back of her knee, down her thigh, and finally arriving at her slit.

I soon broke my kiss with Chloe, busying my lips instead with her nipples, while my fingers explored her interior. Like Betty, she couldn’t help but whimper in bliss to the sensation of her breasts being kissed. I spent more time than I usually would, licking her porcelain skin and making love to her petite shelf, but that was for her sake. She was the flattest of all the girls, and now with Betty here, I had to remind her that I loved her small breasts.

At last, I rolled onto my back and picked Chloe up, sitting her on my face. Her whimpers became moans as I licked her out, tracing the alphabet with my tongue against her pink labia.

♫ A B C D E F G I’ll make Chloe cum for me. ♫

Her small body trembled and her voice cracked as if in pain, her cheeks becoming wet with tears as always. I held her hands, keeping her steady as I brought her through the threshold. She squeaked like a whistle and collapsed on top of me. I gently laid her on her back and got on top of her.

“Master, I love you,” she whispered as she wrapped her arms around me.

“I love you too,” I said, kissing her head and smelling her silky hair.

I pierced her in a smooth stroke and she dug her nails into my back. I began my movements, diving into her again and again while holding her in my arms. Her voice never left my embrace, but I could feel her kissing my chest the way Leah had. I brought up my speed, finally letting her moans be heard.

“Master! Master! Master! Master!”

She cried out to me again and again, finally culminating in a moan of sexual bliss.

I stopped my thrusts but didn’t move off her, keeping her wrapped up until her breathing had calmed. “And I’ll always love you.”

“Master…” Her tears were no longer from carnal sensations after hearing those words.

I gave her one last kiss and then moved on to Momo. She didn’t see me coming and I took her from behind. But rather than simply drill her in the doggy style position, I kept us both lying down, me on top of her. She purred as I nuzzled her ears and shivered as I penetrated her. I was gentle with my thrusts, moving my body as little as possible to keep us from separating, but strangely, Momo was moaning as if I was going all out. At this angle, my cock was rubbing hard against the front wall of her interior, rather than simply shooting past it.

She stretched her arms out in front of her and raised her hips, her purr deepening. There was a crease running up the sides of her head, down from the edge of her feline ears to where her human ears would be, and my lips on that line of cartilage made her shiver from head to toe. I whispered her name over and over while I slipped one hand under her and cupped a warm breast.

“Master, please make Momo cum,” she begged.

I sat up and grabbed her hips. Rather than lifting her up onto all fours, I kept her flying flat and simply stayed on my knees. I increased the strength of my thrusts while trying to keep the angle, working a firm grind in her sleeve. I looked down on her, mesmerized. I had always found a woman’s bare back to be sexy, to see the ridges of her spine and the trembling of her muscles beneath a canvas of smooth skin, to watch her shoulder blades rise and fall as I penetrated her. In this category, Momo beat all other women. Every stretch she made drove me wild, the lightest film of sweat catching the light, the contrast of her raven hair against her alabaster form. I wanted to paint a picture of her in this position, an elegant portrait to hang over a fireplace or in a museum.

A climax swept through her, a primal call escaping her throat as she succumbed to bliss. She became limp, like a puppet with its strings cut. I pulled out of her, moved into her view, and stole a kiss. Three down, three to go. I could no longer ignore Betty, still on her back with her legs spread, pinned down by Sonja and Jenny using her breasts to indulge their gluttony. But before penetrating her, I wanted a taste. I lowered my head between her legs and began licking her out like I was eating a tub of ice cream without a spoon. She began to moan, overwhelmed by the feeling of three mouths on her bare flesh. She was soaking wet, her body begging for my cock, but I wasn’t ready to indulge her just yet. To further stimulate her, I pushed my thumb into her anus and began stirring it around.

“Ah! Master!” she called. I waited until she was about to cum and then stopped. “Master, please!” she cried.

“Don’t worry, I’ll make you feel good. Sonja, Jenny, I think you’ve drunk enough.”

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