this is my first story hope u like



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White fur slightly unkempt, and lupine features wearing a perpetual expression of worry, Alps looked at the crowd anxiously. He had been to many auctions before, but never for sale in one. He felt, fearfully, that it was somehow impossible for his current owner to simply sell him, but she was doing just that. It had been so long now that he was in her service. Despite his fears of the event, secretly, Alps was actually kind of glad. Chana Feras was a cruel and violent mistress, and the lupine slave had suffered greatly in her care. There seemed to be no end to her anger, and little hope for Alps' survival, on really bad days.



Perhaps his new owner would be kind and generous. It was an odd feeling to the young lupine. He had never really hoped for anything after he had been sold as a slave from his orphanage at the age of eight. But there was hope, even as remote and weak as it might have been. He had seen other personal servants that were bold and happy, not cautious or quiet like he had been trained to be. It was obvious that some owners were far more vicious than others. He was certain had one of the less kind ones. One could not, in his position, choose their owner though. It was for fate to decide.



Alps had grown up in an orphanage in the small but prosperous town of Seravi, until the age of about eight, as near as they could tell. Alps was not like the other children in his orphanage. He was 'afflicted' with white fur. It was an unusual, nearly unheard of fur color, which made the likelihood of him being adopted very, very slim. No one wants a child who will bring a stigma onto the family. That curse followed him until the orphanage placed him up for auction. That had been when he was seven. It took almost a dozen auctions before Chana, drunk on Kuraia spice wine, purchased him for a hundred bits. That was ridiculously low for even a child slave with no experience. Still, as it was the only offer made for the lupine child, it would do. Children too old to adopt were always sold as slaves in order to feed the new orphans that came into the home. It was the only way the under-funded dark-age orphanages could take care of lost of parentless children. Continuing to feed Alps when he could not be profitable would not do.



Alps was a male lupine, now about 20 summers, though no one could be totally certain of his age. He was about five feet and ten inches tall, and warmly coated in bright, conspicuously white fur. He was typical of his kind in almost every other way. He was wolf-like, having a typically wolfish head, ears, muzzle, and full and expressive tail. His body was, for the most part, hominid. Legs, torso, feet, and hands were all normal and typical for his kind. The only other thing from his fur that set him apart with most lupines, were his eyes. They were a bright crystal violet color, full of life and energy, even with the hardships he'd endured. Currently, Alps was wearing something common for a slave to be seen in. He had on trousers which were a little too large for him, and quite baggy, made of some manner of tan-colored canvas. The top to his ordinary and impoverished outfit was a green suede vest, very old, eaten through with many holes. They were clean though, as was his body for what felt like the first time in a year. Chana would not offer a dirty slave for sale, even if just to make a cruel point to Alps. His fur, however, let to dry without brushing, was not elegantly neat, even if quite clean. Still, Alps did feel very refreshed. This eased him a bit in front of this old rickety wooden stage. His time was soon to come.



Now, following the sale of a rolling cart, it was Alps' turn on the stage. The ‘stage’ itself was merely a low platform used for selling of wares, special announcements, and town meetings in the small town of Luca. Luca was an outland town, which meant it was one of the furthest from the lupine capital, Diera. It was a small farm village, with only a few shops, surrounded by sparse houses and fields. Alps' home was actually right across from the stage, beside a blacksmith shop, and a bakery. Chana Feras was the Regional Matriarch, a role similar to that of a mayor over a cluster of towns or a single sparse region. The white wolf slave looked out over the gathered crowd of about thirty individuals. No one would buy him, and Chana would only beat him again when they got home as punishment for being worthless. He had long since begun to think she only did this to humiliate him and remind him that he was unwanted. This would, apparently, secure his loyalty, so he would not dare to disobey her.



Alps stepped up and let the bidding begin. The auctioneer, another lupine, tall with rich, sable fur, looked at Alps for a while, slicking his ears back, seeming a bit irritated and perturbed. Alps frowned, and bowed to the crowd. He held up Alps' paperwork, and called out:



"We have here a slave for sale. His paperwork shows he's a well-trained house slave, and personal servant. He doesn't appear to have any farm-hand skills of yet, but he's got intelligent enough eyes. I'm sure he'll catch on quick, and be a hard working and .. loyal.. slave." the auctioneer trailed off in his sentence, staring shamelessly at Alps. There was only silence, and some murmuring. Alps hung his head. This was so unnecessary. Chana could make him feel worthless so many other ways without getting the entire town involved.



Suddenly, a female's voice rang out of the crowd.



"Twenty bits!" she called. That was about the equivalent price of a nice dinner. A slave normally cost anywhere from two to six thousand bits. Alps cringed as nobody counter-bid. His current owner would be furious if he were sold for such a small price. The auctioneer called for counter-bids, and still got no response. The period of time that passed now seemed like an eternity. Should he be happy that someone might buy him from Chana? Should he be afraid that Chana might contest it and be even more furious? Alps' life might well be in danger! All of these things he thought of in that little speck of time that seemed like an entire day to fear the unknown.



The gavel came down. Alps was sold. For twenty bits. There was near riotous laughter in the crowd. the Auctioneer tossed the gavel over his shoulder, and left the stage. His cut of this would be a joke. The slave lupine fell to his knees. Nothing had ever been so painful. Was he no more important than a single meal? Was that all he was worth to the people of this town? Part of Alps wished no one had even bid. It hurt more knowing just HOW little he was worth, rather than thinking he had no value at all. He cringed as Chana came up to the stage with an expression of acidic rage, clenching Alps' title papers in her shaking hands. Alps backed away slowly, looking for someone in the crowd to stop what he knew was coming. He fell backward, onto his rump, as Chana ground her teeth, glaring at him.



A fair, yet strong looking lady lupine, about five or six summers older than Alps came onto the stage. She held Alps' record of receipt, which showed her rightful and legal ownership of Alps, paid in full to the auctioneer. The trembling slave looked carefully at his aspiring new owner, fearing a fight would break out over this outrage. Who would be his owner after today? Which of the two ladies would be alive after this dispute was remedied? He looked at his aspiring owner. She was of medium height, as tall as Alps was, with a stout, muscular body, seeming to totally lack any fat. She wore tight fitting leather armor, which traced her physique more than adequately. She had light green fur which glistened cleanly in the sunlight. Her eyes were deep violet, and showed cunning, intelligence, and power.



She was an Emerald Amanian. This fact was probably the only thing that kept Chana from immediately attacking her on the stage, challenging such a low price. The Emerald lupines were known for there prowess as warriors and magicians. Still, Alps could not understand why Chana so readily backed away, silently handing Alps his title deed, which had his personal information, and his list of qualifications and abilities that he was trained to do. The Emerald Amanian female took Alps firmly (though not violently) by the hand and pulled him to his feet.



"Hello!" she said excitedly, "I can't believe they would sell quality merchandise like you for such a low price." Her voice was rich, but a little deep. She seemed a bit rough around the edges, and yet, elegant at the same time. Alps looked at her curiously as she led him off the stage. Quality merchandise? Was she complimenting him? He had no idea how to take that. It had never happened before. "But then, " she continued, "That's why I like to go to these small town auctions. Everyone here bases their opinion on sole appearance, and won't take a chance with something different, like your white fur. However, by not looking past that, they miss what makes you the best thing they've sold today."



Alps felt a little jolt in his stomach. This woman wasn't talking like she had gotten an okay deal on a rusted sword, she was talking like she had practically stolen a priceless work of art. She dragged him through the town for some distance, thankfully far from the shouting that finally broke out from his now former mistress. The walked a little longer before arriving at a small inn, which lay at the very outskirts of Luca.



"I-I don't understand." Alps finally said cautiously as they approached the inn.



“Hmmm?” the elegantly powerful female said, turning her head to Alps.



“What makes you think I am more valuable than what you paid?” Alps said, stammering a bit, feeling that he was speaking out of line, and might incur her wrath. And for twenty bits, he was expendable for his insolence.



"Oh!“ she chimed brightly, “That’s easy enough. You would have trouble living alone, as you have been a slave most of your life, and have the stigma of your white fur to follow you around. As a result you would be completely loyal to your owner." she started to explain, leading him inside by the hand. Alps nodded softly, trying to wrap his mind around her logic, as he began to memorize her features so he would not lose her if she stopped holding his hand. Her touch was leading, not so much jerking. She continued to speak, though a little quieter, as eyes were upon them, patrons eating and drinking here before they headed out to Seravi or the distant town of Jalana. "That alone is worth the price of one slave, no matter how weak, broken, or unskilled. Looking past your fur, I see you are tight with hard earned muscles, but lean and healthy.. A runner‘s body, really. Easy to feed. That is worth a servant also. I look into your eyes and see you are curious and eager to learn. That is worth another servant. Your previous owner was obviously abusive, by the way you cowered on the stage just now, so you aren't hard to please with rewards when you do well. Worth yet another servant. You are the only white-furred lupine I have ever seen, so you are possibly one of a kind in this region. That is worth one more.” Alps had already hopelessly lost count, and somewhat lost track of the direction his new mistress was taking with this tangent. Chana never spoke to him so much, not in the nearly 12 years he’d been with her. The green-furred female continued “Everyone else saw that you were different and did not want you for that reason at all. I saw beyond the fur, and got the equivalent value of five servants for twenty bits." she gasped for air as she finished her long and highly reasoned explanation. She had really thought it through. In even that smell amount of time it took for her to decide to bid on the young slave.



Alps shuddered. He would have to work very hard not the disappoint his new mistress. He wondered if he was really up for the task. Would the work he was to do be the same as he did for Chana? Would he run dangerous errands in the darkness of night, or clean the large, old house many times a day, just for the sake of working hard? The female who had just purchased him went to the front desk and checked in. She then casually took Alps upstairs.



"It isn't dark yet, are we already going to bed?" Alps asked. He had not considered it, but she might not even live anywhere close to Luca. If she was going to bed now, it meant an early trip to leave. This would be good. He’d be far away from the secretly thrown rock of his former mistress. But what of his new mistress? What would she be like? Even up to the sound of the gavel falling, he’d not genuinely considered he might be sold today. Alps gazed at her feet curiously, knowing better than to look her in the eye. Alps heard the click of her cheeks as the lady smiled.



"Not right away." she answered, "I need to evaluate my new servant." Alps lookd up at her furtively. She shot the white lupine a playful glance. Alps swallowed loudly. He feared now there would be a lot of questions that he might not be able to answer, and a lot of poking and prodding to find out how strong he was, how tolerant of pain, how obedient... It would not likely be pleasant. His new mistress opened a door, beckoned Alps inside, and shut the door behind her as she entered the room. She latched it.

"Sit down on the bed." she said calmly. Alps did so immediately and silently, assuming his evaluation on obedience had just begun. He wanted to impress. If She gave him back to Chana because she was disappointed in his performance… No.. He didn’t even want to THINK about that.



Now he was nervous. What were her intentions with him? Was he to be a house slave again, or would he be working fields in unbearable heat this summer? Alps hated the heat. He looked around as she stood before him, trying to avoid eye-contact. The room was still chilly, since it had just been rented to them and had not yet been warmed. The slave shivered with cold and frightened excitement. He looked around the room. It was a royal suite. This female could obviously have afforded a more expensive slave. The bed was huge and soft, by far the biggest and most comfortable bed he had ever been in. In fact, since leaving the orphanage, it was about the ONLY bed he'd ever been in.



"S-so, what should I call you?" Alps asked softly. He should at least know her name at this point.



"Nidaja," she answered, drawing the curtains. Alps shivered again. Isolation. What was about to follow would be private. Chana would always draw the curtains before punishing Alps, because she didn't want others to see just how harsh she could be with him. I would have made the town’s people think twice before reporting it if he were out of line, and Chana wanted to know. Alps feared immediately he was about to be tested for pain tolerance now. "What's your name?" she countered.



The slave’s mind went blank. He could only stare at Nidaja. She was beautiful, this was true, but so was Chana. Beauty wasn’t anything new to him, but he associated Chana‘s beauty with discipline. All he could think of at that moment, was that pain was at hand. Nidaja scratched her head. She shrugged and looked at the lupine's record.



"Is it Alps?" she asked. Alps nodded stupidly. He felt a pang of shock and appalling guilt as he caught himself staring at his mistress' chest, wondering how it would look if she were not wearing the leather armor. It was tight enough that Alps barely even needed to use his imagination. She continued to read the record silently, not noticing Alps' directed attention. Alps shook his head quickly and cast his gaze at the floor. What had gotten into him?! He was already feeling a familiar but secretive tingle through his body, telling him exactly what his body was considering. If the same thing had happened with Chana, and she realized Alps was excited, he would be subjected to a good half hour of torturous beating. It had happened once before, just around the time he was coming of age, about eight years before. He thought he was going to be killed back then. He did not want to endure that again. He watched Nidaja's feet, trying to calm down, as she walked over to the candles and blew them out.

Alps swallowed again. Maybe they were going to take a nap. The lovely female sat down very close beside Alps. He shivered meekly. All so strange. He could not tell at all what was going to come next. He could predict, many times, what Chana would do and the lack of familiarity made this even more frightening.



"Are you cold?" Nidaja asked. Alps was unable to answer. His mistress put one arm around him, pulling a blanket to his back with her hand. "Is that better?" she asked. Alps was perfectly still and perfectly silent. He felt his erection getting even harder from the feeling of her holding him. The wolf slave was undeniably a virgin. The most intimate contact he'd ever had with another lupine in general had always been painful and unkind. He never even considered the thought that he'd be able to share the kind of intimacy and affection he'd seen from time to time while traveling and staying at inns… no mater how often he’d dreamed about it.



Nidaja held him close now, her embrace reassuring, and she rubbed his shoulder a bit. It wasn't just his first loving contact with a female, it was his first positive experience with someone in over twelve years. Alps felt raw heat work through his entire quivering body. He had never, even while masturbating, been at this level of arousal. He feared the lovely female would notice, and become upset. He could feel his pulse quicken, and the room was silent enough so that he could hear his heavy, nervous breath.



Nidaja placed the hand that wasn't on Alps' shoulder on his knee. He reflexively gasped. Nidaja moved her hand back. Alps swallowed. He wanted her not to think he was excited, but he did not want her to feel he did not want to be touched. She owned him. She had every right to touch him. Nidaja needed Alps to prove to her that she could do whatever she wanted to him. That must be it. He wanted the lady lupine to continue what ever it was she had in mind. She had not hurt him so far. Nidaja removed her leather armor to reveal a light silk blouse underneath. Alps shuddered again. His arousal was not going to just go away, no matter how hard he tried to think it into non-existence.



"This is a nice room." Alps said softly, trying to loosen up a little. Talking seemed to help, although he still felt half sick from sexual tension. He scooted closer to Nidaja to prove he trusted her. His leg came in contact with hers. Alps felt an electrical tingle through his entire body.



"You think so, Alps?" Nidaja said in a whisper. She pulled Alps closer, letting his head come to rest on her shoulder. It was still light enough to see well, and Alps knew it was only a matter of time before Nidaja looked down into his lap and realized she had thoroughly excited him. Was that the result she actually wanted? Or was it what she expected, and he would be punished for, as his first lesson in her service? He wasn't going to take the chance. The white-furred lupine crossed his arms over his lap in an attempt to prevent her from seeing. Alps looked around the room some more, still trying to calm himself.



There were several articles of furniture other than the bed. These included a large table, some chairs, and a wardrobe with a large mirror. There was not another bed. Nor was there a chair large enough to sleep on. Alps swallowed again. Either he was to sleep on the floor...or...



"How far away do you live?" Alps croaked, trying once again to calm down. He forced his muscles to relax. Nidaja held him a little tighter.



"I live in Diera." she replied softly. Alps closed his eyes. He was totally embraced in the arms of a beautiful woman. It was a feeling he had never before experienced. "It will take a couple days to get there. Do you know anything about the city of Diera?" As she asked her question, she placed her gentle hand back on his knee. Alps controlled his response this time. Nidaja kept her hand there.



"That's the capital city. Castle Diera is there. Have you ever met the queen?" Alps swallowed and tensed up a little as Nidaja's hand moved up from his knee and she began to gently rub his leg, just above the knee.



"Many times. I see her almost daily." She answered. Normally, Alps would have found this to be incredible, but he didn't think twice about it, since his mind was otherwise preoccupied. He found himself thinking about Nidaja in ways that sent shivers up his spine. He was accustomed to the pleasures he could bring himself when he was alone on a journey through a darkened forest, as he had explored his own body many times, but even in his self exploration, he'd never felt the kind of desire that was surging through his veins right now.



Alps sighed dreamily and subconsciously as Nidaja moved her hand up to where Alps had his arms folded. She took his arm gently and moved it over to her leg, placing Alps' hand on her own knee. She leaned her head against his.



"Are you tired, Alps?" she asked, resuming her massage of his leg. Alps paused. Was there a right way to answer that?



"N-not really. Do you need rest, m'lady?" he responded shakily. Nidaja put her muzzle almost in Alps' ear. He shuddered all over as she exhaled heavily.



"Not I, not at all. Just wondering." she answered very softly. "You have had a long, eventful day. I'm sure you need rest after all of it. Here..." at this, Nidaja proceeded to unfasten Alps' tattered shirt ties. He shut his eyes and held his breath a moment. He welcomed the loss of his shirt, since his excitement had so heated him up. Still, the thoughts that burned his mind and body so badly now were of the impossible. Surely he was misunderstanding all of it. She would belt him across the temple soon for his indiscretion. Still, Alps shuddered again. Now he was being undressed by this fair lupine woman. A little older than him, and surely far more experienced with what she was doing. He wished her knew her intentions!



Alps started moving his thumb in a circular motion on her knee, hoping it would show his approval of his mistress' actions. She finished unfastening and completed the task, taking her arm from around him long enough to shuck his worn, green vest onto the floor. She looked at him tenderly as he sat there, his eyes barely open. Alps sighed warmly.



"Are you more comfortable?" she asked. Alps smiled and nodded. Nidaja scooted back close to him, wasting no time putting her arm around him again. Alps rested his head on her shoulder and sighed again, feeling very strange, but it was a good kind of feeling. It was one of the first times he'd remembered feeling, with another, something he really liked. It was like a cool lake on a very hot day. "You aren't used to being treated nicely are you?" Nidaja asked, looking Alps in the eyes. He twitched.



"N-no." he stammered, looking down. The vixen placed her hand back on his trembling leg. Alps' arms were resting by his side now. He had decided to go ahead and leave himself open to her inspection and testing, if that was truly her intent. If he was to be beaten, he’d not be beaten for hiding anything.



"Do you like it?" she inquired, sliding her hand further up his leg than she had before. She was midway up his thigh now, and massaged gently. With much effort, Alps managed to whisper that he did. He looked in his lap and noticed that a small wet spot had formed where pre-cum had finally started to seep out. He was already at that level of excitement. "I think we would be more comfortable sitting in the middle of the bed rather than perched on the edge." Nidaja said in a helpful tone.



Alps nodded and crawled to the center of the bed that was almost twice as long and many times wider than it needed to be for two or even three lupines his or Nidaja's size to sleep comfortably. Nidaja sat gingerly beside him. One of her legs was out in front of her and the other was propped up. If Alps leaned over even slightly, he was sure he would be able to see up her unusually short leather skirt. Alps instead concentrated on her shirt: A button-up blouse... easily removed. Alps swallowed again.



Nidaja put her arm back around him. The slave rested his head on her shoulder again, still studying the gorgeous female’s chest. Nature had been generous. Not grotesquely so, but generous enough. Well proportioned, too. Alps closed his eyes again, imagining their firm form resting in his palms. He opened his eyes and placed his hand back on his mistress' knee. To his surprise, she reached down to his hand and moved it a little further up her leg, about to the level hers had been.



Alps took the invitation and gently massaged the inside of her thigh. She sighed luxuriantly. Alps’ ears perked up. Did she like it? That sound felt like a very personal and powerful reward for something he did right. The young male sat in the same style as she did. One leg, the closest one, thrust out, and the other propped up, slightly turning his hip toward his owner. He moved his hand a little further up her leg, to right where her skirt ended. She sighed again. Alps smiled. No one had ever allowed him to touch them like this.



It was exciting beyond words to Alps.



Nidaja placed her hand on Alps' hand, and moved it onto her belly. Alps exhaled deeply as she placed her hand on his chest and eased him back, so that he was resting very comfortably on his side. Alps' hand transferred to Nidaja's side as she assumed an identical position. She placed her hand in the same location on his own side. She smiled and slipped her hand under his arm to his shoulder and pulled herself very close to him. Alps sighed again, shivering briefly but not at all with cold. Her nose was just inches from his. Cuddling. He’d seen this too, enough to know he’d love to try. And it was better than he’d ever imagined! This was a day he’d always remember, no matter how it ended.



Alps shut his eyes, wondering what his new owner would do next. His entire body tensed up as suddenly he felt soft lips press up against his. First kiss. His very first kiss, and it was from a beautiful, and wonderfully experienced Emerald Amanian. Someone likely of very high standing. Alps slowly opened his eyes. Nidaja had her head propped up, smiling at him. Her slave looked at her curiously.



"Did you like that?" she asked playfully.



Alps, still too stunned to speak, just nodded. Nidaja's hand was resting on his hip now. Alps hand was on her side, inches from her breast. She pulled him a little closer, so that when she inhaled, her chest touched his. Alps looked into her eyes. They seemed so gentle. So kind. This seemed the complete polar opposite to how his life worked only an hour ago. Could his days of fear and pain truly be at an end? It seemed too good to be true! Alps watched her intently, his heart beating faster. Her nose approached his again. He shut his eyes again as her soft warm lips embraced his, but this time, her tongue slipped past his teeth, caressing his own for a few short seconds before retreating back into her own mouth. Tongue against tongue. It was unlike anything he'd ever known in his life. Alps opened his eyes and exhaled deeply again. He reached a new level in his excitement.



"That was..." he sighed, unable to say anything, but wanting to voice his approval. The female caressed his thigh again, slowly, gently. She closed in again. Alps shut his eyes to received another kiss. Her tongue slid into his mouth then out, but she continued to kiss. Alps returned the treat, sliding his tongue inquisitively past his owner's teeth. He loved learning new things, but this was really a treat. His body felt electrical as his did it, and he withdrew, separating his lips from hers for a second, then reconnecting, not wanting her to stop kissing him. He tongued her again, this time shuddering as she caressed his tongue in her mouth with her own velvety pink, hot tongue. He continued to kiss her, not caring to separate, even though it was harder to breath like this, and the excitement made him require more air. His entire body tingled. His head felt lighter.



Nidaja moved her hand off Alps' thigh. Alps continued kissing her. She sighed again and moved the slave’s hand from her side to her chest. Alps separated for air, looking at where his hand now rested. His eyes widened a bit. In the dim light, he noticed that the lady's nipples were very visible raised points through the thin blouse. He gently rubbed her chest, feeling the nipple under his palm. She touched Alps' chin, turning his nose toward hers again. Alps closed his eyes and complied, kissing her tenderly. He rubbed her chest firmly, feeling, exploring, learning all he could from the experience. Every single second of this was new. His erection twitched wildly in his trousers.



He explored the other breast fondly, and smiled as Nidaja sighed through his passionate kisses. Alps rolled one of her ridged nipples between his thumb and index finger. He felt her shudder at the sensation. Alps began to massage her breasts with the same vigor with which he kissed her, paying close attention to her nipples. She seemed to really enjoy that. The slave was doing what was always required of him. He was adapting to the situation quickly.



Alps almost bit Nidaja's tongue mid-kiss when her gentle but firm palm caressed the full length of his erection through his trousers. The slave did not dare draw away from her, though. Not this time. She caressed him a few more times and then began to simply massage him between the legs. Alps propped his leg up again to allow the wolfess easier access. He ached for release already, trembling under her touch with need. He unbuttoned the top button of her blouse. She sighed, rubbing his shaft firmly. Alps moaned reflexively, separating from his kiss for air.



"Keep going..." Nidaja sighed. Alps unbuttoned the next button. She was breathing heavily. She had her head resting on her arm. She silently watched him. He unbuttoned another, and another. Alps almost choked. She wasn't wearing any kind of undergarment. One of her pink, hardened nipples came into view. Alps unfastened the last button and her blouse fell open. She wriggled out of it and tossed it onto the floor.



Alps placed his hand on her warm, naked breast. He oooohhed softly as her hand found his crotch again. Nidaja scooted closer, kissing Alps passionately. He closed his eyes again and slowly began to move his hips in rhythm with the massage he was getting. He tweaked Nidaja's nipples and smiled as she separated her kiss and moaned. Alps continued to play with her tits as he started kissing her neck. Nidaja panted as he worked his kisses down her neck and down to her chest. Alps could not resist touching one of those sensitive nipples with his tongue. When he did, Nidaja gasped and moaned her approval.



The white lupine licked and nibbled at her chest for a few minutes, and then returned to kissing the panting female. Alps moaned as she undid the tie on his trousers. After doing so, she tugged the waist of them a couple of times. Picking up the signal, Alps squirmed out of them and tossed them onto the floor. While wriggling out of his pants, Alps had taken his eyes off the girl, and between the time he looked away, and the time he looked back, Nidaja had removed her skirt. Alps first realized that when he saw her skirt hit the floor beside his trousers. He cautiously looked at her legs, wondering if she was wearing anything underneath. Alps closed his eyes and shifted his line of sight to what had previously been covered. The quivering lupine opened his eyes.



He gazed at her glistening slit. Nothing underneath. Nothing at all. He sat beside the lupine female, now totally nude, just as he was, and placed his hand on the inside of her thigh. She spread her legs and laid on her back. Alps slid his hand closer and closer, slowly and evenly. Finally, he ran the back of his thumb against the wet opening. His hot mistress moved her thighs against the contact, pressing the lips of her glistening pussy a little harder against Alps' hand. It was a dream. It had to be a dream! Nothing this wonderful and intense could have been happening to this simple and wretched slave!



A glistening stream of semen ran down Alps throbbing pink shaft as he started to massage her slick, wet mound. While Alps had no idea what to do from the start, he had a knack, a survival skill, to find the right buttons to push. Normally, this was to protect himself from Chana's wrath. Now, he was using it to grant Nidaja's pleasure! Still, as eager and quick to learn as he was, his mistress seemed perfectly happy to train him properly!



Nidaja grabbed his hand, adjusted it so that he had his first and middle fingers in use, and pressed it against a small, swollen place just between the lips. She manipulated Alps' hand so he would start rubbing it in a circular motion. Alps gazed at her face. As he rubbed her, she panted heavily. Alps scooted down and lowered his nose, closer, closer...soon it was between is mistress' legs. Alps didn't understand the draw.. the desire to do what he was about to do, but it seemed the most intimate and savory thing he could do to this gorgeous, wonderful female.



He held her pink lips open with two fingers and slowly slid his tongue out, finally, firmly touching her swollen clit. He moved his tongue over it the same as he had his fingers a moment before.



"Ohhh, yes! Goodl Alps.. Very good!" Nidaja moaned. She arched her back as Alps tasted her again. He examined carefully the tangy-sweet flavor and the musky aroma. He lapped the clit harder now, firmly pressing his tongue and making Nidaja moan and squirm. He began playing with her tits at the same time, reaching up with both hands. The Emerald Amanian panted and began slowly rolling her thighs. "Uhh, lick deeper..." she moaned.



Alps stuffed his tongue deep into his mistress’ tight passage, extracting a great deal of her tart juices, and an incredibly loud moan. She began pumping her thighs harder and faster, and she grasped Alps' head.



"Ohhh..Ohhh..." she moaned, pitch increasing, urging him on. Alps licked feverishly, enjoying the reaction he was getting, and wondering if his mistress would return the favor. Why would she though? What purpose would she have to give Alps pleasure? He would duck away and get release after she fell asleep, he decided. "Ooohh goddess.. Don't stop..." Nidaja's body tightened up and her thighs moved in short, quick pumps. She was fairly loud now, and breathing heavily. Alps began to pant as well. He was about to set this beauty off hard, and this was only his first sexual experience. "Ohhh...Ooohh... more.. keep going!"



Alps sucked hard on her clit and slipped his tongue as deep as he could into her pussy, trying to hold her thighs still. Her cries progressively came faster and more frequently.



"Ohh...Ohhh..Oooh..ohh-ohh-ohh-" Nidaja arched her back and shrieked! Alps lapped at her clenching sex hungrily as it changed flavor slightly and became a LOT wetter. The grateful slave then licked her timidly as she calmed down, her chest heaving and her body still writhing with ecstasy.





The young male lifted his head away, almost unable to believe what he had just done to this lovely female. Her breathing returned to normal and she sat up. She smiled tenderly at Alps, an intoxicated look in her eyes. Alps had never before seen that expression in the eyes of his mistress. Appreciation.



"Lie down." she said softly. Alps did as he was told. His entire body ached now with desire. He wanted nothing more at the moment than to be overtaken by a mind-shattering climax. He had never been so ready. The slave shuddered in ecstasy as Nidaja's soft hand grasped his rock hard masculinity. He could feel it pulsating in her hand. She massaged it for a few minutes, spreading semen over the entire length of it. Alps moaned as she moved her thumb in a small circle a few times over the tip. She tugged at it gently, slowly pleasuring him.



Alps moaned and shut his eyes, tightening his legs so he could enjoy the sensation at its fullest. Nidaja cooed as she slowly stroked him, using even motions, then spreading semen over the shaft for added lubrication. Alps tightened his legs as she sped up a little. She smiled at him. Seeing her smile was almost as heavenly to Alps as the feelings that were racing through his tightened body.



Nidaja slowly straddled Alps, still sliding her hand up and down his solid shaft. Alps opened his eyes again, watching her very carefully as she scooted forward a little, bringing her slit closer to his pulsating rod. Alps moaned as she rubbed the tip hard and fast for a couple of seconds. She then pressed his rod between her legs and rubbed the tip between the lips of her searing honeypot.



Alps gasped and moaned loudly at the sharp tingling sensation it caused. It was so hot and wet! Nothing he could ever do to himself would come even close! She moved her thighs slowly, moving her hands at the same time, masturbating him against her pussy. Alps' chest began to rise and fall more quickly. Would she finish him like this, rubbing herself on his shaft? Alps watched Nidaja very carefully, squinting from the blinding pleasure her motion was causing. She had started to breath harder too. She was obviously getting as much as she was giving. Alps moaned as she pressed his cock against her slit harder, spreading her wide around it's girth, causing to tip to slip inside. She held still, then, panting.



The lupine looked at his new mistress pleadingly, wanting her to continue. Nidaja slowly moved her thighs up and down, using short, even strokes. Only the tip of Alps' swollen cock was going in. The lady moaned as she did this, beginning to pump her thighs a little harder. Alps moaned, pushing his hips forward to get more depth. She gasped and held him down. "Easy, I'll get t' that, sweetie..." Nidaja panted. She continued to barely pleasure Alps for a few minutes. Finally, she slowed down and grasped his cock underneath her. His mistress pressed him in further than before. He moaned again as the strong beauty eased the entire length of his cock inside her. She leaned down and kissed him passionately, holding still at first, then slowly beginning to pump her thighs. Alps gasped as his entire body seemed to explode into flames of sexual pleasure. He was a virgin. He wasn't going to last! He gritted his teeth.



"M..Mistress.. This is my first..." Alps gasped as Nidaja sped up.



"I know...I'm not in season, so just let go!" She panted. "Inside me.. I want it all inside me!" to Alps’ almost anguished surge of sudden pleasure, Nidaja began jerking her hips on top of her slave, slipping him briskly in and out of her tight, slick sex. Alps shut his eyes and held his mistress' warm thighs as she pumped him franticly. She began to moan very loudly, enough that Alps was sure that the other hotel patrons could surely hear her. The slave started pumping his thighs against her rhythm. He became dizzy… near fainting from passion and lust. His chest felt tight and heavy. His cock throbbed and tingled inside Nidaja's tight, hot body as she pumped him furiously, nearing her own orgasm. Alps groaned, gritting his teeth, wanting to hold on, and let her cum too!



"Ohh..ohhh...ooohh..ohh-ohh-oohh-oh-NNNK!!" Alps gritted his teeth and exploded inside Nidaja right before she locked up and shrieked with her second orgasm. The slave stifled a scream as he felt his mistress’ inner walls clench around his pulsing cock as he fired his first hard jets of thick seed deep inside her. Again and again the waves of his climax came crashing down, as she bounces and ground on top of him. Alps moaned in unexplainable, but not all that unpleasant discomfort as Nidaja continued riding him while he squirted his final drop into her clenching sex. Her juices were tickling him as they ran down his sides and inner thighs. She slowed down finally and kissed him passionately, panting in near exhaustion, it seemed.



"Thank you, Alps...I really did need that..." Nidaja sighed. She then collapsed on top of him, panting as his member twitched and throbbed inside her. Alps held the emerald-furred female lupine, stroking her fur, thinking about nice things to say to her, compliments...gifts... But he was hers now. He was hers. She already had everything that he was ever going to give to her. This made him feel content for some reason, for the first time in his memorable life. He sighed heavily as the world became fuzzy and a happy darkness closed in.


well here it is


This post has been edited by hellfire101 on Nov 2 2009, 09:08 AM

great tale my friend can't wait to see more chapters

you get a perfect 10 :D from me.
:ph34r: :devil2:

wow. just wow. :beer:

An absolutely stunning story, well crafted and detailed world building.:clapping:

Alps has suffered greatly so far in his life, looks like things might be changing for the better, and Nidaja certainly got a bargain.

I suspect Nidaja is the kind of person who has interesting things happen around her, possibly a warrior or magic user, and highly placed in society. A big change from the sleepy town of Seravi.

Looking forward to the next chapter. :rock:

WOW, that was awesome! A big 10 from me and pleading look for more chapters.

Lonesomwolf

That's great writing. Thanks so much for posting. i can't wait for more.

good story hope that you get more posted soon man

I whole heartedly agree with lycanthropictendancies.
Very good job with world building.
I'm guessing we are talking about straight human bits on these critters?
Great start to what can easily be a grand adventure.

what do u mean as strait human bits

thanks for all of the post ill see if i can get a new chapter in later tonight :beer:

i love storys and im prety good at making worlds heheh
well here it is chapter 2 so have fun hahaha.
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chapter 2



Her caress was so gentle. Every touch to his trembling form had been sweet and adoring. He never wanted it to end. Alps remembered dreaming, somewhat fitfully, that Chana returned with an error in his papers or something, and took him back, but when he startled awake, he found himself nose to nose with Nidaja. She was looking at him, smiling. The slave could not help but smile back. Seeing her there made him happier than he could even think to explain to himself.



"You work well with new experiences." Nidaja stated. "That is a good thing. It pleases me." she explained, almost jovially, like saying so was a mere formality. Indeed, it was obvious from last night that she was pleased. Still, being told that it pleased her was even better to Alps than the fact that she had yet to be even the least bit unkind to him. He wagged his tail firmly, thumping the sheets of the bed with it. It had struck him, at that moment, that it was the first real bed he could ever remember sleeping in at all. Even in the orphanage, they only got cots, and the best ones were taken by the strongest kids, among which he was not.



"I learn quickly so that I may please my mistress." Alps said softly.



"Very good. This will work out find then, I think, even despite your odd fur color." Nidaja explained. He felt a pang of guilt and shame for his fur, but as long as she was nice like this, he would not fret about it. Alps snuggled up against the green-furred wolf female, and nuzzled her cheek, feeling a little more comfortable about his new mistress, after how intimate they had been. While he was still a slave, some part of him still felt at least a little bit free.



"I want to learn more." Alps said, rather eagerly. It was exceedingly rare for him to tell anyone what *he* wanted. He wished to know how to best please his new mistress. As nice as she'd been to him, he did not want the chance that she ever might choose to sell him. He wanted to stay right where he was for the moment. Nidaja propped her head up on her hand, looking at Alps and then smiled, chuckling softly.



"You wish to learn more, young slave?" she asked. Alps bit his tongue softly. He HAD been awfully bold in the way he said that. It was a demand. And he knew it. He corrected himself hastily.



"I... I mean.. Would you please.. teach me more, Mistress Nidaja? I could better please you if I knew more about it." Alps blushed heavily. Without so many words, Alps had just told his mistress he would like to have sex again. He felt rather ashamed suddenly. He smiled meekly to her.



"Knew more.. about what?" Nidaja said, drawing her muzzle closer to his. A kiss. Alps would love that. He swallowed, and licked his lips to moisten them a bit. Was this a game of some sort? There was a measure of mirth in her voice, the way Chana got when she'd tease Alps, but this felt very different. Then again, it could have been that he was pressed close and comfortable and very naked against this strong, healthy, beautiful woman. She was, in fact, perhaps the most beautiful and exotic he'd ever seen.



Alps could not help but think there was something very familiar about her though. Perhaps her face? Or maybe her voice. He really could not place it.



"Knew more about what we did last night. That was my first time." Alps stated, a little shyly. Nidaja seemed to know exactly what she was doing.



"Yes, you said it was your first." Nidaja said, then planting a warm, firm, and loving kiss on his lips, teasing them with her tongue for a moment. Alps lost his train of thought for a while after she did that. Nidaja sweetly put it back on its rails for him, softly commenting, "I would be happy to teach you more about it."



"Th.. Thank you." Alps stammered softly. Nidaja then took the role that Alps expect ed of her. She rolled him onto his back, getting onto her knees, pressing herself close to him. Alps crooned softly under his breath with approval for his mistress' actions. She smiled, looking into his eyes, as she held him down against the bed. If Chana had held him down like this, Alps would have felt deep fear running through him. He was amazed at how quickly he had learned to trust this near stranger.



"Are you ready to start learning?" Nidaja said, wagging her tail, bristling her fur playfully, as she held the wolf down to the bed. Alps arched his back a bit with anticipation, and then relaxed on the bed, nodding softly. He was already becoming aroused from the thoughts both of what happened the previous night, and what he hoped was soon to begin. Nidaja looked down between Alps' legs, and perked her ears, smiling happily. "Well now.. It would seem you are." she said. Alps chuckled softly, and swallowed again. His own laughter sounded strange to him, not because it was different than any time before, but because it was very rare that Alps ever laughed when he was owned by his previous mistress. How very much things had changed in the course of a night. A night that was not yet over.



It was perhaps only midnight, but he had fallen asleep at Nidaja's side fairly early, only late afternoon, so he still felt rather rested. Nidaja told Alps to relax, and lay out flat, which he did, placing his arms at his side, and not moving at all, only breathing his anxious and shallow breath. As Alps lay there in the dark room, he felt Nidaja's hands roaming over his body. Her dull lupine claw-tips traced shallow furrows in his fur. He arched his back a little, as from time to time the nerve and muscle that she traced tickled.



In only a few minutes of that kind of treatment, Alps was fully and shamelessly aroused. Nidaja cooed sweetly to him, making Alps feel even less afraid. She was happy about this. It was not really a chore to her, to teach him. At that moment, however, Alps had no idea what kind of training this was supposed to be. Nidaja told him to close his eyes. Alps did as he was told, as he felt her hands slide up and down his inner thigh. He quivered softly, and gritted his teeth.



"What is.. the nature of this lesson?" Alps asked. Nidaja giggled softly, and kissed his inner thigh, really close to his sack. Alps responded by spreading his legs a bit, welcoming her touch. His fur along his tummy and thighs was still matted a bit with her juices from earlier that night. Nidaja spoke in a soft, kind whisper.



"This afternoon.." she said, her voice feathery and pleasant, "You did something I did not expect." Alps remained silent. He was not sure what she was talking about at all. She finally began speaking again, seeing that he was not going to volunteer a guess. "You put your head between my thighs, and brought me to full orgasm with your tongue." Alps remained quiet for a moment, before asking, timidly,



"Orgasm?" He had no idea what she was talking about. This was not something Chana would have taught him anything of. Nidaja kissed his inner thigh a little closer to his tightening, swollen member. Nidaja patiently continued to explain, as her claw-tips traced his throbbing masculinity, just around the edges where it lay against his lower tummy.



"Yes.. For you, it's the feeling you have when you finish... Like this afternoon.. when I was on top of you, and you said you would not last long.. That hot, powerful flash you feel at the end there.. that's an orgasm." She licked her lips, as Alps looked down at her. She told him to shut his eyes again. After he did so, she continued. "Anyway, I have those too, though it's not the same as yours. It's a little different. But it still feels really, really good." she explained. Alps groaned as he finally felt a touch to his hot pink, wet, twitching member. It was a soft-lipped kiss.



"The scent was so alluring.. I had to .. lick.. " he said sincerely. He didn't know why it seemed the right thing to do, and he was happy to find that she liked it. He was even happier to find that she felt about the same that afternoon as he had. He was very glad to have made her feel so good.



"Well, that is a good thing." Nidaja said softly. "But I am going to teach you now.. why it's so good. I am going to teach you what it feels like. In a way, at least." she said, giggling. Alps nodded softly, keeping his eyes closed. The green lupine female brought both her hands to his member, encircling it, and making Alps gasp softly. Every time she touched him, it brought him happiness. Did Nidaja have other slaves, Alps wondered. Was it common for her to do this to her slaves? Was this a common thing to do to slaves in general? Alps had only ever been owned by Chana. Maybe cruel owners like her were not all that common. These thoughts were whisked away from Alps' mind as he felt a sudden wash of heat and wetness over his twitching cock, replacing Nidaja's hands, which tenderly caressed his sack, encouraging him to produce that thick, fertile syrup for her. Alps was a little confused at the sensation at first, but, eyes still closed, he finally realized what it was.



Almost the full length of his cock, about nine inches at this heightened state of arousal, was inside Nidaja's mouth. She had a rather long muzzle, so she took that length with ease. The lupine slave's fur bristled all over, and he trembled, releasing a long, low moan, a hot fire of tingling racing through his body. Alps whimpered with pleasure, as he felt the pressure of Nidaja's tongue draw snug against the underside of his length. She slowly drew her head upward, sliding his pink, throbbing member between her tongue, and the ribbed texture of the roof of her muzzle. That single motion felt like an eternity of pleasure to Alps. He spilled thick, slick pre-cum over Nidaja's tongue as she drew her head upward. She released his cock and spoke softly.



"See how nice that feels?" Nidaja said softly. Alps nodded emphatically, wanting her to continue the lesson, hoping that she would teach him a lot more like this. "You want your mistress to feel that good, don't you?" the slightly older and wiser female asked. Alps nodded again, feeling a little dizzy with anxious desire. "Remember that, Alps." came Nidaja's feathery, knowing command. Alps kept his eyes closed, nodding again, a little slower now. He felt so utterly wonderful that moment. The next was even better.



Nice and slow, he felt his cock engulfed again, Nidaja holding her mouth a little tighter around his girth as she pressed her head down his long, slick shaft. She took him slowly, and completely, before Alps felt something new. The pressure in Nidaja's muzzle dropped. Her tongue began to drag back and forth an inch or so against his pulsing flesh. That strong, hot tongue pressed him tighter against the roof of her mouth, as she held her mouth tight around him. Alps groaned long and low. She was sucking on him. Her head didn't move at all, she just pleasured him with her slow, methodical suckling. He tightened his legs, enjoying every single sensation, texture, and motion of her tongue inside her hot muzzle.



"I.. I'll orgasm." Alps warned, not certain if Nidaja would want what was about to happen to actually happen inside her mouth. He could not imagine she'd possibly want something like that. However, Alps ached all the way through with desire for release, and he didn't know how fast he would fall over the edge into his powerful climax. He felt close, though. The soft slurping sounds Nidaja was making were threatening even more to make him climax. Nidaja pulled her head up slowly, and smiled at the wolf.



"Not yet, Alps." she said, just squeezing and massaging his length in her hand, letting him slip back away from the point of no return. Alps quivered. "I still have a little more to teach you tonight.” Alps began to pant softly. He suddenly felt very hot.



"Do you.. want me to warn you before I have my orgasm?" Alps asked, using the new terminology he'd just learned. Nidaja licked his length slowly, caressing him lovingly with her tongue. She whispered to him softly.



"Yes.. warn me.. let me know.." she said softly. "But.. Alps.. I want you to cum on my tongue. I want you to let yourself orgasm while I use my mouth on you. You did for me, remember?" she said. Alps' heart hammered faster. That thought seemed so sinful, but so wonderful. So taboo and dark. He was being absorbed into thick, white-hot lust for the moment.



"What else.. ahhh.. What else do you need to teach me before that?" he asked, eager to release the pressure that had built up in his lustful condition. Nidaja growled happily and playfully, making Alps' fur bristle some more. The lupine female turned around slowly, and straddled over Alps' chest, and moved back a bit. Alps caught the incredibly strong scent of her arousal, and opened his eyes. Even in this near total dark, he could see her glistening slit, dewy and ready for his tongue. He held back until given permission though.



"I will be teaching you pleasure priority." Nidaja said, licking Alps' shaft again, teasing the tip with her tongue. Her position had changed, so now, as she took his length in her mouth, the underside of his cock slid over her ribbed muzzle, and the sensitive tip of it ground tight against the back of her tongue. She teased him a little like this, and then spoke some more. "You will use your mouth on me as I use mine on you. You have to make me cum first. After I tell you I am cumming, you can cum too, okay?" the emerald lupine said. Alps groaned with need, fearing he'd not be able to hold back enough, especially while doing something so sexual to her at the same time. He put two and two together to know what ‘cumming’ actually meant though.



"I... I will try very hard." Alps said, feeling strange suddenly, that he was doing any of this now. But his mind was set back to where it needed to be again by the feel of Nidaja's mouth taking him in again. Alps gritted his teeth, trembling, as he realized that he'd have to get started on her immediately, if he was to last longer than his mistress. He pulled her back a little more, and pressed his cool, wet black nose-pad against the entrance of her sex. The white lupine slave stuffed his tongue into his new owner as if he were starving, and she were hiding some manner of food in there. The pressure around his cock dropped like his own inhibitions as she moaned loudly, and rather than just holding still and suckling, her head started to bob up and down. Alps whined loudly, as he pumped his tongue in and out of that tight channel.



Nidaja began to pant rather quickly. This was a big turn-on to her. She was already getting really hot. This made Alps feel a little more confident. He tried to relax his legs a bit, wanting to outlast her. He didn't know if she'd punish him for failing this test, but he didn't care to find out. He just tried to concentrate on what he was doing. Nidaja was very tight, and would clench on occasion, making it harder to pump his slowly tiring tongue in and out of her. He found, however, that if he ground his tongue against the little swollen nub of flesh that was at the top of the slit, she would cry out or moan louder. He began to focus on that, switching between filling her with his tongue, and swirling his tongue on that spot. Nidaja seemed to desperately approve!



The slave's mind was a blur. There were a lot of emotions racing through him. He felt bonded to his new owner in a way much deeper than a lifetime of service to Chana. He wanted to do this for her always. He found himself genuinely wanting to make this female happy. She was so completely different from any life he'd ever known. Despite his tongue getting a little bit sore and tired, he kept right on rapidly flickering, grinding, and pumping it for her.



The one drawback to Alps' success in bringing Nidaja pleasure was the fact that she worked harder and faster and more passionately on his pleasure the closer she got to her orgasm. Alps' legs tightened, the sensations making him tense and relax uncontrollably, slowly rolling his hips, pressing himself into that deep, tight, hot muzzle eagerly. Nidaja's head bobbed up and down, her new slave's cock lancing into her muzzle with each motion, tugging slightly with how firmly she was suckling on it. Her breathing was hotter through her nose now, rapid and desperate. She rolled her hips as well, getting close. Alps whimpered against her sex, feeling that familiar tingling surge filling his body like a spreading wildfire.



There existed a very, very fine line between sexual pleasure, and the point where a climax was simply unavoidable in Alps. In pleasuring himself for years, any time he was safely alone, Alps thought he knew that line well, but Nidaja growled over his shaft as she gulped it down hard, suckling on it, as she tensed up. Alps' mind was pretty much wiped out from any real conscious thought in that moment. The only thing that raced through his mind was that she was going to cum for him. Nidaja was going to climax! Alps then gasped through his nose. his mind, swept away, had allowed him to overlook that paper thin line. Alps grunted out, almost in fear at it's sudden arrival.



"Oooh! Cumming! Oh-mistress-I'm- AAAAAGGHH!!" Alps cried out heavily, as he released harder than he'd ever felt before, spraying his thick, hot load against Nidaja's palette. She sucked him down hard, rolling her hips, but Alps couldn't lick through his powerful climax, writhing weakly as she panted and drank him down between heaving breaths. Alps whimpered and twitched, realizing that he had failed his lesson. He'd climaxed first. Would his mistress be angry with him? He gritted his teeth, and whimpered a bit. Nidaja lifted her head, panting as well over his still twitching member. Alps felt so weak now.



"Mmmm.. You came first." Nidaja said softly. "It's okay. I expected that. You did very well though. I certainly was not holding back for your lack of experience" she said, writhing a bit, rolling her hips some more. Alps panted and spoke raggedly.



"I.. am sorry.." he churred. "I .. guess I need.. to learn.. to control myself.. better..." Nidaja licked her lips rather loudly, and then turned around, growling a bit ferally, pinning Alps to the bed. A pang of fear rushed through him, as he felt he was about to be punished for not doing what he'd been told to do. Nidaja spoke through her teeth, in a tone that seemed pleasantly playful.



"Yes, but my slave needs to understand.. that when he's done, it doesn't mean his mistress is!" she said, before reaching down under her hips, and lifting Alps' still twitching, mostly erect member. She pressed herself down on it, making Alps groan loudly as she took that over-sensitive length deep into her clenching hot sex. She ground tightly against him. Alps whined softly, the sensation of continued sexual attention being somewhat painful to him. Alps looked pleadingly into Nidaja's eyes as she gazed down at him.



"Oh god.. so.. hot.. mmmph.. tingling.." Alps writhed a bit, as he spoke in a low, weak voice. Nidaja was actually stronger than him, especially now. He was still weak from his climax. Alps could still not really tell if Nidaja was, in fact, angry at him. However, she kissed him passionately again, before starting to grind on him heavily. Alps whimpered again.



"Sorry about this Alps, but this is the only way to get your stamina up. You have to have good stamina.. mmph.." She trust herself up and down on him, just as she had their first time together. Alps tightened his legs and writhed underneath her. It was uncomfortable, but he didn't dare complain. ".. Oh goddess.. yes.." Nidaja panted. "Good.. I'm still close.. ohhh yes.." The slave groaned softly, and arched hi s back, as he watched her lovely, shapely form bounce up and down on his lap. She held her head up, graceful in her fluid motions at first, but eventually, beginning to jerk hard and fast, thrusting herself against him.



Alps could not believe he was even able to stay erect through this, but he did, and finally, he pressed his feet against the bed, and started thrusting upward into her eager strokes. Nidaja seemed to accelerate in her pleasure as Alps returned her hot thrusting. He slammed himself into her, wanting to finish her. The pain had started to fade, and his erection had fully returned. Nidaja held his shoulders, and pounded him mercilessly, which only encouraged her slave even more.



Suddenly, the green-furred female went rigid, arching her back, and grasping her breasts, before crying out, yipping in a shrill, lustful voice. Alps felt his hips flooded with warm fluid from the lurching beautiful femme. She then pressed herself close to him, panting heavily, her body shuddering with her release. Alps groaned deeply, his heart racing again. It had really started to feel wonderful! Alps, swept away in the moment, did something far more bold than he thought he could ever try. He tolled Nidaja rather suddenly onto her back, pressing his body tight against hers, and lustfully resumed his powerful thrusting, slamming his cock in and out of her fast and hard!



Nidaja squealed with surprise, and, music to Alps' ears, approval! She wrapped her arms around him as he slapped his body against hers, their furry forms thumping together hard and frantic. Alps had never felt so much desire, burning emotion, and intense pleasure in his life. This night kept revealing a new level of happiness and pleasure to him. Alps held Nidaja tight, as she counter-stroked against him, rubbing her soaking pussy against his crotch, grinding against him on the in-stroke. Alps didn't seem to be at all interested in stopping, his eyes drifting shut, as he listened to her pleasured cries.



Her pleasure and happiness. That's what he wanted. That was worth working hard for. The fear of punishment had always been enough before, but this was so much more powerful a means of control, for certain. Alps wanted to hear her cries of pleasure again. He felt himself drifting closer to h is trigger-point again. Alps growled back to Nidaja, just as ferally as she'd done for him.



"Oh yes! Alps.. Ah.. Alps.. harder! Harder!" Nidaja cried, seeming just as swept up in the moment as Alps was. "Make me cum again! I'm close!" she cried. Alps doubled his efforts, panting hard now, out of breath, dizzy, and loving every single second of it. "Don't stop!" came the shuddering cry. Alps found that knowing of her impending climax, and knowing when she was close to release made him a lot more aroused, and finished him a bit faster. Alps growled out softly,



"Mistress.. I'm gonna.. cum again!.." His words seemed desperate, as he rolled his hips against hers. Nidaja pumped back just as desperate. She was hot, frantic, and the scent of sex had completely overwhelmed the room. Alps' mind began to spin. So much heat, so much action and passion. His heart sang for being able to enjoy this in his life at last. He felt that he'd never get to be with a female, and here he was, in very passionate, wonderful sexual contact!



"Now! Oh goddess.. fill me! I'm cumming!" Nidaja wailed. She arched her back suddenly, the angle a little more difficult for Alps to pound into her with, but it was still enough. Hearing her climax, her jaw dropping, and a strangled cry of explosive release, was all it took. Alps burst inside her tightly squeezing tunnel, lining her depths with his rich, hot seed. Alps groaned with a sinking, almost dying cry, as he squirted over and over again inside his new mistress. It felt to him like his tail was going to be pulled inside out from the force of it, as he ground into her tightly, listening to cry after satisfied cry from Nidaja.



Time seemed to stretch out for a while, each second of pleasure melting into him, each rapid heartbeat feeling like the slow tick of a metronome, even though his blood was coursing like wildfire through his veins. He drew out of Nidaja slowly, and collapsed at her side heavily, his head swimming and his body tingling numbly all over. He felt absolutely wonderful. Nidaja rolled onto her side, and held Alps. This, and nothing else, was the high point to his entire magical evening. She held him. In all his memory, no one ever held him. He felt safe and secure. He felt happy. Alps felt pleasure in his heart equal to what the rest of his body had already endured, and his very spirit was spent for Nidaja, as sleep took the sex-tattered wolf at last.



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i love sex sceens hehehe:wub:

ill post more probly next week i need to type the next chapter. :D

*pants heavily, heart racing*
Foxy...Loves...Story!



Mmmmm, One of the best furry stories I've ever read, it has a wonderful, beautiful and well constructed and thought about storyline, and has both sex, and love.
Very gripping!
(and not just around the lower regions *giggle*)

A deffinate 10... But... Please keep going... Foxy needs more :P :beer: :devil2:

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You do not have enough posts to rate anyone (you need at least 100 posts). eeps :(, sowwy, Foxy can't vote... But! If he could, he'd give it a 10 :)... Lots of them ^_^ )

This post has been edited by joeyfox on Nov 3 2009, 10:46 AM

OH DEAR GOD, WRITE MORE PLEASE! :w00t:

Your writing ability is amazing, the attention to detail and the ability to convey emotions through writing is rare indeed.

Another 10 for that chapter

Lonesomwolf

hmm... i'm half way to being able to give you a 10...

ha ha :lol: grand addition to your world my friend

another 10 :lol: keep up the good work
:ph34r: :devil2: