Mark 2.0: Book 2: Hate

by Prax Venter

  Sasha turned her blue eyes back to Learis.

  “What happens to the children born in captivity?”

  Their host swallowed, and Mark could see she was on the verge of tears. This burning hatred she had clutched deep now bubbled closer to the surface, yet Mark forced his probing eye to obey his will and not delve into her mind for the answers.

  “I hear that they, um take all children at birth, separate them, and then are raised by those filthy plant fucks until they are fifteen. Then, they are given the choice to join the others of their kind or be ejected to fend for themselves with no access to the food they need to live- I’m sorry, but I don’t want to discuss this any further.”

  Mark reached across the space between them and placed his hand on her leg, and Learis’s soft fur almost caused him to forget why he did it.

  “We understand,” he said after a longer pause than he intended. “You’ve said enough. Thank you.”

  Mark pulled back, and she followed his hand with her eyes as she stuffed the last of her vivid blue Garda Grass into her small mouth.

  Sasha’s tail began to weave slowly back and forth on the carpet behind her chrome legs.

  “Okay,” the succubus said, clasping her hands. “Enough of this sexual tension. You want to be milked, and we all want to help. So, shall we get started?”

  “Yes,” Abby said, sitting forward. “I am eager to watch Mark fill your furry pussy while I squeeze your over-filled breasts empty with these.” The green-skinned abyssal horror waved her deft appendages in the air, and Learis’s tiny chin almost hit the floor.

  Jezebel stood and started removing her leather armor.

  “Should we use those buckets over there by the door or do you have something else to hold the liquid?”

  The Lagomorph in the room with them started to open and close her mouth as she frantically cast her gaze between Mark’s beautiful monster-women before finally settling her light-brown eyes on his.

  He shrugged. “Sasha’s right. I don’t see any reason to drag this out any longer.” He stood up and held his hand out for her to take. Her wide eyes crossed as she looked at it, unsure of how things spiraled so far down this path so quickly. Mark cocked an eyebrow.

  “Unless you’d rather we leave?”

  She swallowed hard and took his hand. He helped her onto her large feet. The shirt she wore did little to hide her swollen, heavy breasts, but Mark was looking forward to finally getting it out of the way.

  “T-the buck-” Learis cleared her throat and started again. “The buckets are for milk, yes.”

  “Perfect,” Jezebel said and stepped out of the last bit of armor as she went to retrieve them. Learis watched the satyr’s thick furry ass as she walked away, and Mark felt a swiftly rising mix of excitement, arousal, and fear cascade over her body. He gently squeezed her furry hand, and she looked back to him.

  He let it go and said, “Relax, Learis. We know what we’re doing.”

  “That’s right,” Sasha purred, stepping around behind Learis. “We fight, and we fuck.”

  Mark watched as his talented succubus slowly slipped her fingers into the ragged cloth shorts hugging the bunny woman’s wide hips.

  At the same time, Abby snaked her tentacles under Mark’s shirt and pressed into his back as she flicked his small nipples with their tips. As always, her skin was magic against his.

  The black-haired abyssal horror leaned out from behind his back to grin at the nervous rabbit-woman.

  “Additionally, we enjoy making new friends.”

  Abby lifted off his shirt while Sasha lowered Learis’s shorts, and after his silk garment was past his head, Mark’s eyes hungrily shot down to the bald, pink lips on the otherwise completely furry rabbit-woman. Not only were her swollen, thick labia completely bare, but so was a circle of smooth pink flesh around her bald chubby pussy.

  “Well,” Jezebel said with a twist in her flat lips as she set down the buckets, “we don’t know everything.” She clomped right up to Learis and gently hefted the woman’s breasts in her hands. “My, these are tight and swollen- but what I wanted to ask is, who do you want to start your nipples going with a good sucking, me or Mark? If my hunch is correct, you’ll want Mark slowly filling you up before we start emptying you out.”

  Jezebel reached down and slid one of her fingers over their host’s smooth lower lips while Sasha carefully pulled her torn and dirty crop-top over her head, taking extra care with her soft ears.

  Learis stared breathing heavy under their slow, gentle attention, and Mark could tell that it had been a long time. Her need was fever-pitch, and this Lagomorph was going to come early and often.

  She nodded an affirmative to the freckled satyr, while Abby and Mark worked together to get him out of the rest of his clothes. Once he was fully nude, he took one of her tentacles and brought it to his lips, earning him a sweet smile.

  “Wring her out good,” he whispered loudly before moving in behind Jezebel and trying to get a peek at Learis’s bare tits. The tan satyr took a quarter turn away to expose the rabbit-woman’s enormous chest, and he saw fat pink nipples, each dripping a single drop every few seconds.

  “Ow, come on,” he said with a huge grin. “Can’t I just kiss ‘em once before we get to serious milk extraction?”

  Learis bit her big front teeth into her lower lip and nodded again, her whiskers vibrating with barely contained anticipation. The poor girl was wound so tight she was already beyond the point of words.

  Jezebel took one more step back to give Mark some room, and he moved his face close to the furry white torpedoes heaving before him. He slowly put both hands under her left breast, finding the fluffy fur that covered her chest was thick and luxurious, yet the skin underneath was much tighter than he expected. It was like holding a basketball full of sand, and she was far past due for some relief.

  Mark leaned in and planted a tiny peck on the tip of her dripping nipple, and Learis moaned, already inches from her first orgasm.

  He licked his lips and tasted rabbit milk for the first time. It had a woody spice that he labeled as ‘creamy cinnamon’ and he could see why this stuff was in high demand.

  Mark remembered he was allowed one kiss on each, so he moved to the other one, and the quivering Lagomorph followed him with her half-lidded eyes. He repeated the process on her right nipple, and he knew that if he touched her anywhere else right now, he would trigger an instant orgasm.

  That wasn’t the plan until they were all in position, so he licked his lip clean again as he pulled away slowly from the loaded, half-cocked rabbit.

  “It’s good, different than I expected, but good.”

  “That’s not… wait till it’s imbued,” she stammered.

  “That’s right,” Mark said. “I heard it’s not at its best unless you are milked during an orgasm.”

  He and Sasha switched places as Mark circled behind the white-furred rabbit. He planned on fucking her standing up and formulated a way to latch on as they worked her over-inflated, throbbing breasts.

  Mark grabbed her arms near her shoulder and then pressed his body against her soft furry ass. She shivered as he pushed her forward slightly so her nipples were facing down toward the buckets Jezebel brought over.

  “She’s going to pop fast,” Mark said, eyeing Jezebel and Abby. “Soon as I’m in, you two get to work.”

  “And I’ll supervise,” Sasha said, her tail swaying behind her.

  Mark locked eyes with his loyal succubus as he flexed his cock muscle, angling it just right to find Learis’s smooth, bald lips. Her flesh was steaming hot, and Mark couldn’t believe how uniquely wonderful it felt to bury his engorged cock deep into her body.

  He was right- her knees buckled quickly as his slow single thrust pushed her into her first moaning orgasm.

  “Mm, oh- yesss.”

  The abyssal horror knelt and moved her face by where Mark was currently motionless and buried in the sweltering insides of this voluptuous creature. Once in positi
on, Abby encircled her heavy white breasts at the base while Jezebel adjusted the buckets.

  Once everything was ready, Mark summoned a ghostly harness that grew from his fingers to encase the quivering Lagomorph’s shoulders and collarbone, and the contact from his energy caused her to lock up with her second orgasm. The hot walls of her vagina clenched on his cock as he began to grind his hips into her soft furry ass.

  The light, constant moan that was coming from deep in her chest ramped up as he began to rub his rigid flesh against her desperately gripping pussy, and milk began to strike the bottom of the empty buckets with force.

  That was before Jezebel began sucking, and Abby began squeezing. The Lagomorph in his grip lolled her head back as pleasure began to ruin her mind from multiple sources. Once the other two began to work her breasts harder, Learis almost knocked over one of the buckets from the force of her warm white stream.

  Jezebel’s was forced to stop sucking her thick nipple as her mouth filled up, and once her teat was exposed to the air again, Abby’s constriction caused milk to spray all over the satyr’s tan face as she tried to swallow the mouthful she had.

  “Wow!” Jezebel said, licking more from her lips. “This is really good.”

  Abby stood up and latched on to the other nipple and began to suckle gently.

  “It feels… impossible,” the furry rabbit-woman moaned, and if Mark hadn’t supported her with his ethereal shoulder harness, she would have collapsed by now.

  Sasha pressed her own bare breasts into Learis’s side and rubbed her furry stomach with one hand while she stroked her long soft ears with the other.

  “Shh now,” Sasha said. “You just enjoy Mark’s Milking Service, sweetie.”

  Mark kicked up his thrusts from grinding to ramming, and Learis nearly lost consciousness. Her thick, drooling pussy gripped him tightly as one continual orgasm shot bolts of ecstasy directly into her brain.

  “Mmm,” Abby said after she had suck-started the other engorged nipple. “It’s like warm hot cocoa, but different.” She turned to Mark. “Different is a good word for this.”

  “Squeeze her dry, Abby,” Mark said, trying to focus on how his cock rubbed and massaged the best part of her insides. He had learned that the angle at which he jammed his stiff flesh into a woman was one of the most important details- that is, if you cared how it felt for them.

  His abilities allowed him deeper insight than most, and right now, this creature was melting under the ecstasy of getting fucked, stroked, and milked at the same time. The smooth caresses Sasha was using on her furry ears seriously competed with the rest of the stimulation and served as an intense tingling contrast to everything happening to her.

  The minutes went by, and Jezebel was forced to get the other pair of buckets to capture more of the creamy white liquid pouring out of his rabbit-woman’s furry breasts.

  Thoughts of pasteurization, refrigeration, and salmonella passed out the same mental side-door that any thoughts on the huge mess they were making on the floor of her house were going through. All these hassles were not really part of his life anymore, and Mark smiled as the carefree spirit encouraged him to ram her harder.

  “Oh. Oh, ooh!” Learis panted with each slap of their genitals, and Mark bent her forward to take full advantage of the grip he had on her shoulders.

  Jezebel stepped in to massage and tug the rabbit-woman’s thick nipples between her fingers as Abby’s coiling appendages constricted around her softening mammaries, and after about twenty minutes, Learis was finally running dry.

  “I want you to come in me, Mark,” Sasha said, sensing his impending climax. She bent over and pulled her tail aside. “I want to feel what instant essence is like.”

  He looked down the succubus’s round taut ass and her dripping slit. Mark nodded with a final pump, then unsummoned his energy and slapped the white rabbit’s furry ass before pulling out and shoving his cream-covered dick into Sasha’s gaping pussy.

  The sensation was immediately different, and the change in friction quickly pushed Mark over the line. He gripped the base of Sasha’s tail roughly and pulled her ass into him so he could bury his cock deep inside before unleashing the aching torrent he had held in his balls.

  Energy transferred from Collector to Enthralled, and the chrome-legged succubus groaned under the sudden burst of ecstasy.

  After his final squirt, Mark fell back on to his ass and tried to catch his breath. To his left, Learis was on her knees, and he saw her long ears brushing her ass as her tiny pink nose pointed straight up. Abby and Jezebel had followed her down, and each were now sucking the last drops out of her fat, swollen nipples.

  Mark gave everyone a moment to recover, but it wasn’t long before the need to empty Jezebel’s and Abby’s pools stiffened his dick.

  “When you two are done draining those beautiful tits, I promised to teach Abby about edging.”

  Both of them stopped and turned to face him, leaving Learis practically melting into the rug on her floor.

  “Great,” he said as he crawled over. “Abby, get on your back and show me your pleasure holes.”

  The petite abyssal horror obeyed instantly and slipped her yellow bikini bottoms off her long green legs. Then she lifted them back, twining her tentacles around each leg up to her ankles and then proceeded to bend herself in half. Her knees were by her ears, her feet were well beyond her head, and her crotch was as exposed as it could be.

  “I am ready to receive you,” she said, her tiny asshole winking in anticipation.

  “Such flexibility,” Jezebel said in awe as she ran her hand down the flesh of Abby’s thigh until she ended up resting it on her green mound.

  Mark rubbed the head of his cock against her puckering anus as he looked over into Jezebel’s gold-flecked green eyes.

  “Do you know what edging is, Jez?”

  “Mmm, I can guess based on the context.”

  “Perfect,” Mark said with a smile. “We are going to work together.”

  “I follow your lead, Mark.” The way she said it and the thoughts she projected implied she meant in not only this one act, but in all things.

  “Massage her pussy,” he said, continuing to swirl the underside of his quickly swelling head against her green asshole. Abby’s tight stomach started clenching as she watched the two of them, and he could feel that being folded up like a pretzel as she was heightened the experience.

  As they warmed up Abby, he looked over his shoulder and saw that Sasha had come over to cradle Learis against her chest. The rabbit-woman had her eyes closed as the succubus slowly stroked her long ears- all the way down her furry back, and Mark could feel the unfathomable tingling pleasure beaming from the Lagomorph in her arms.

  His gaze fell to the two full buckets next to two more half-filled ones and couldn’t imagine what it must have been like to carry all that around in her tits.

  With a sigh, he turned back to the abyssal horror in front of him.

  “Although I can also infer,” she said when he looked back into her yellow eyes, “experience leads to a whole other level of understanding. Teach me edging, Mark.”

  With a slow nod, Mark slid his cock into her tight, sopping-wet vagina, and she moaned as it forced open her lips to slip deep into her. With her legs rotated away, he was able to bottom out in her small frame easily and took extra care not to poke her too deeply.

  Jezebel continued to use her warm hand to rub Abby’s almost non-existent labia and split her fingers around Mark’s slowly pumping shaft.

  “Suck those tiny white nipples,” Mark said, and Jezebel leaned down to obey. “See if you can get any abyssal milk out of her.”

  Abby smiled and then closed her eyes, enjoying the attention to her pleasure zones- as she thought of them. Mark tried to align his mind closely with hers and found her well-ordered thoughts both familiar and otherworldly. She was simply made differently on the inside.

  Despite these differences, he knew this tiny woman well and quickly synced u
p to her wave of consciousness.

  He felt Jezebel pull open her lips, exposing her further to Mark’s metronome of a cock, and Abby whimpered. She was already over halfway there.

  He gave her three more thrusts and then pulled out.

  “Move away, Jez.”

  The strawberry-blonde satyr took her hand away from Abby’s sensitive labia and pulled her lips away from her nipples.

  Abby’s dark eyebrows came down as her throbbing waves of pleasure began to grow farther apart.

  “Lick it,” Mark said to Jezebel, who instantly bent her head down to obey.

  He felt her flat lips press into his cock before her tongue came out to lap the underside of its tip, but Mark never took his eyes off Abby. With a wicked smile, he reached out and began rubbing her exposed asshole with his thumb, and her pleasure waves started to stack up again.

  He let his beautiful and talented satyr lick his dick clean for a short while, before pulling away.

  “Back to what you were doing, please,” he said, and Jezebel nodded before placing her hand on Abby’s smooth mound and her lips on her tight, erect nipple.

  This time, Mark slid his cock into her asshole, slowly, and her yellow eyes fluttered as he filled her up. This was the first time he’d attempted to ass fuck Abby, and yet her tight anus ravenously swallowed its length.

  Reading his request through their bond, Jezebel sunk two fingers into Abby’s tight slit and started to massage her from the inside, while Mark moved in and out of her cute little ass at a much slower rate. The contrasting sensations pulled Abby’s mind into different directions, and he could feel her coming close again quickly. He waited until the absolute last moment and then froze his movements still half-buried in her asshole.