She began to suckle at him, clumsily at first as he still held her head in place. He appeared to be struggling to hold back.
She wished he wouldn’t.
Nameless was in heaven and hell at the same time, struggling to delay his release, all he could see was his faithful cow looking up at him adorningly with his cock in her mouth. His thoughts were in turmoil.
This feels so… so good! Milly, my Milly! Your mouth… so hot!
He continued to just hold her in place, afraid to finish too soon and deny her what she wanted most in the world. Sensing his hesitation Milly swirled her tongue all over his cock to encourage him to take it further and to taste even more of him.
He recognized her desire and withdrew his hips a couple inches only to push them forward and simultaneously pull her towards him, sinking his cock further into her willing mouth.
They tried to find a rhythm as he thrust forward and bobbed her head a few times experimentally on his erection. She had released his cock from her hand, placidly settling it in her lap while her other continued to stimulate his testicles for a few more thrusts before it too released him. She relaxed her neck as much as she could.
She was at his mercy, and she loved it.
Use me Master… Fill me with your warmth, I need to taste it!
He was panting now.
They had found a steady gait; She swirled her tongue over the head of his cock every time he drew her head back, and he would pause there for a moment to let her bathe his cock-head in pleasure, before he pulled her forwards again as she sucked him even deeper into her mouth.
He needn’t have worried about choking her; his cock was eventually bottoming out in her mouth, sliding an inch or so into her throat with ease. She was happy to take it, to take all of it.
His breathing ragged, their tempo increased as he felt his release approaching. He began making inarticulate cries of pleasure as he plunged into her warmth over and over. His balls were slapping against her dimpled chin as the speed of his thrusting increased.
Sensing his impending orgasm, Milly didn’t bother hiding her quiver of anticipation as she sucked him as hard as she could. The taste of his pre-cum was almost too much for her.
Give me all of it Master!
The stimulation reached a crescendo and he drew all but the head of his cock out of her mouth with a groan of pleasure, giving short, jerky thrusts to stimulate his cock head with her pink lips.
Milly sucked as hard as she could and lathered his sensitive head with her tongue until his cum finally began to spurt around the wriggling muscle. The musky taste of it caused her to achieve a small climax of her own. Both of their eyes were closed, lost in their own pleasure as spurt after spurt of his seed coated the inside of her mouth.
The sexual tension had been building for days, and as she said the night prior, he was backed up.
He just keeps going! So much!
Her cheeks began to billow out as her mouth was filled, with him lost to his pleasure, jerking her head back and forth slightly. She seized his cock with both hands and managed to pop it out of her mouth, stroking it vigorously with the head aimed at her face.
He grunted again and again as more and more of his seed blasted forth, coating her lips, her cheeks, her nose. One eye was basted shut. Another jet hit the dimple that he loved so much, leaving a string of his seed dangling from her chin. Yet another powerful burst struck her forehead and drew a line into her hair before finding her left horn.
With her mouth free she was able to swallow his first load with a desperate gasp, and then open her mouth to receive more of his love from his continually spurting cock as she jerked him as fast as she could; her tongue adding to the stimulation of her hands as she twirled it around his head.
He continued to clutch at her ears and horns, crying out in ecstasy.
At length, he shuddered and his spurts diminished, with her hands wringing his still-hard cock. She had to swallow twice more. As the heat of the moment slowly cooled, she began to giggle a bit. He had let go of her head, and was now slumped against the tree in blissful exhaustion. He opened his eyes again and took in the sight of her.
Her face was thoroughly coated, one eye closed, cum even dripped off of one of her horns. More than a bit had managed to find its way into her luscious cleavage.
“Oh my god, Milly! I am so sorry!” His eyes were wide with mortification at the sight of her.
“Why?” She smiled, licking up the last few strings from his cock head; “I’m not, that was better than I ever imagined. Not to mention more than I hoped for… much more!”
She giggled again as she happily set to work, using his cock to wipe his cum from her face before gently sucking and licking it off his turgid member.
Nameless groaned again at the sensation on his over-stimulated flesh.
“Milly… that felt… incredible.” He panted out, as he watched her happily using his cock as a napkin; “You were incredible.”
She couldn’t help but let out a soft moo of pleasure at his praise.
After a few more minutes of patiently using his cock to guide his seed into her greedy mouth she reluctantly put his tool back into his pants. She took her red hanky out of her back pocket and mopped up the residue from her face.
“Well. Now that that is do-” She was interrupted as he flopped down and threw his arms around her neck and kissed her hard.
She was startled, but pleased, until she noticed the tears streaming down his face and broke the kiss.
“Master! What-” He shoved his tongue into her mouth again.
She wobbled unsteadily with his added weight and at the surprising stimulation. She clutched him to her breasts, pressing her erect tips to his shirt.
Her worry over his tears eventually overcame her pleasure and she gently pushed his face away.
“Are you alright?”
He was crying openly as he clung to her.
“I’m so sorry Milly!” He sobbed.
“Master, I said it was okay, I loved it-”
“Not that! Never that!” he drew in a shuddered breath; “I’m sorry that I made you wait so long to be with me!”
Her heart pounded and her throat tightened.
“What are you saying?” She whispered, not daring to hope.
He composed himself and finally ended the hug, taking both of her hands in his and staring directly into her rapidly welling eyes.
“I’m saying that I am going to take you home, feed you the freshest oats, polish your beautiful horns and hooves again, drink every drop you have to give from your perfect breasts-” His voice and gaze were steady as, after a slight pause, he finished his thought; “-and then make love to you until you beg me to stop.”
It was a calm night. No harsh sounds interrupted the sense of tranquility in the air in Farmer Fletcher’s fields… until the stillness was broken by the joyful lowing of a very happy cow.
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While Milly bellowed her joy to the night, Miranda and Jan worked their way through the bushes following the scent of the Tenebrae.
They had picked up the trail in the wilderness to the east of Kettering and had followed it for two days as it meandered through the woods.
Their quarry was elusive, she kept crossing rivers and creeks which made it tricky for Jan and slowed them down.
Gradually they looped all the way back to the north, just on the outskirts of Wayfelt. Jan still had the Tenebrae’s trail, but it was faint so she knew it was still a long way off.
Something about the trail seemed off to the Wolfen but she couldn’t put her nose on it.
The scent had been getting stronger so she knew they were closing in, but neither of them wanted to encounter the girl in the dark so they looked to find a defensible space to settle in for their third night in the woods.
Once they found a safe spot they didn’t light a fire.
Miranda spoke, her voice tired from the chase.
“I think we’re pretty close to Wayfel
t now, we could pussy out and go into the Aegis compound in the morning and get some backup if you want.” She handed Jan some dried jerky which the girl wolfed down.
“Mmmm… I don’t know. I don’t like how close this girl has gotten to civilization again.” Jan said after she finished eating.
“What do you mean?” Miranda chewed.
“At every turn she’s changed direction when too close to humans.”
“Yeah, after the initial change a lot of these girls get really shy, you know that.”
“And yet she was first spotted in some wheat field to the south right?” Miranda nodded; “If she’s trying to avoid people, why go traipsing through a field in broad daylight, and then continue heading into all of the cleared land around Kettering?”
“You think, if she was truly trying to avoid people, she would have headed east? Into the lowlands?”
“Would make more sense.”
The Aegis operative sighed.
“I don’t know; there are any number of monster girl villages in the lowlands that have their own warriors who wouldn’t hesitate to kill her, maybe she remembers that much.” Jan shrugged a bit, standing up and pacing in agitation, as Miranda continued; “We both know these girls don’t always make sense, at least not to a stable mind.”
“Yeah, but this whole thing feels off to me, even the intel packet. The witness said he thought it was a sheep girl. But why the hell would a sheep lead us on a merry chase through the bushes? And she doesn’t smell like any Lambda I ever met.”
Miranda could tell that Jan was worried and she was too. They had been after the girl for over a week now, which is about a week longer than it should have taken the experienced Wolfen to track down a simple sheep.
“What does she smell like?”
Jan huffed as she thought how best to describe the scent.
“Sour, bitter. Hard to put my paw on it. I almost think she has a good sense of smell herself and has been taking steps to try to obscure her scent.” Jan’s tone was serious.
“Such as?”
“Tree sap, some berries I know of. Hell, just rolling in the mud would wipe out a lot of it.”
Miranda considered her pet’s words for a long moment.
“I agree with you, I don’t like this either.”
“So there haven’t been any fatalities?” Jan asked quietly, settling down at last.
“None reported, why do you ask?”
“Because this is not prey that we are tracking, this is a predator.”
Miranda felt a sudden chill go down her spine at Jan’s grim pronouncement.
“Right, whatever she is, we can deal with it. If we go to the compound we might lose the trail and then this predator might just find herself some prey.” Her tone went from decisive to wistful as she considered her lover; “I wish you didn’t have to do this.”
“You’ve said that before Mistress, don’t worry about me. I’ve got this, let’s just get this done so we can go back to Kettering and pick on Wonder-Boy.”
Miranda snorted at that.
“You sweet on him or something?”
“Are you kidding? I love watching him blush! And I know you get a kick out of it too.” Jan sniggered.
“You are truly a monster.” Miranda announced drily.
Jan lolled her long tongue out.
“Get some sleep babe. I’ll watch over you.”
Miranda nodded and settled into her bedroll.
“Right, no funny business though, we’re too close now for that.”
Jan snorted.
“I think you could handle any funny business, you aren’t sleeping enough again.”
“Says the girl who’s had less than five hours in the last two days.” Miranda murmured from under her blanket.
“Says the Wolfen who can go on much less than that, frail little human girl.”
“Shhh, puppy. Mistress is asleep.”
As they bantered Miranda’s eyes had closed, so Jan left her in peace to walk a perimeter, her mind back to wondering about that damned scent.
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Miranda was awoken late in the night by Jan shaking her shoulder.
“Wha-”
“Wake up Mistress!”
As she turned over she could see the Wolfen in the moonlight, Jan’s ears were perked right up in excitement.
“What’s up baby?”
“I took a little scout, not far, but I found a fresh trail. She tried to loop around us again but this time I caught her! An hour, two at the most.”
Miranda nodded getting the message, it wasn’t ideal to go after the girl at night but Jan was a warrior, and knew that the best fight is a fight they start: if she was right on top of them it was best to hunt her down now then be hunted down themselves later.
It was just after midnight so they had several hours of darkness left, but fortunately the moon was very bright that night.
Miranda stowed her gear while Jan kept a sharp eye out. It only took her a couple minutes to get ready, they traveled light, and soon they set out.
Without speaking Jan led her partner back to the trail she had discovered and they followed it in the moonlight.
Soon the scent became even more pronounced to the Wolfen and she chortled smugly.
“I was right, Mistress. Tree sap. She’s clever but she is no Wolfen.”
“I’m so relieved to hear that, how long?”
“Close, a half hour at most.”
They continued to work their way through the undergrowth, at length they found themselves at the edge of a small open clearing and Jan stopped, her tongue lolled out in confusion as she sniffed at the air.
“What is it?” Miranda murmured, knowing a whisper would carry further.
Her eyes scanned the shadows around the trees looking for danger.
“I don’t get it. I picked up her trail-”
“I didn’t think you had lost it.”
“I picked up another trail… but that doesn’t make sense unless…” Jan thought for a few tense breaths and then her expression changed into one of alarm; “Oh you clever bitch! Miranda, she doubled back!”
Miranda looked to Jan at her sudden shout.
She watched the panic form in the wolf girl’s eyes and therefore didn’t see the dark figure silently leap down from the trees above her.
Chapter 11:
Beginning
While night settled in, Nameless and Milly found themselves naked in their expansive bathroom.
As promised, Nameless was pampering her every way he could think of.
After a quick dinner where she ate her fill of oats and he drank every drop of cream that she could give, to the point that she had to ask him to stop as her nipples were now far too sensitive, he then polished her horns and her hooves until they gleamed all the while lavishing both with sweet kisses.
And now he was giving her a sponge bath.
They sat facing each other in the steaming tub and she lowed in appreciation as he brought the soapy sponge over her shoulders and down each breast, washing her upper body thoroughly.
On a whim he had tried his hand at grooming her face and hair with his tongue, but she giggled and said it was too unusual.
He found that ironic to say the least.
“Master you are so good to me.” She said as he pulled himself into her lap and brought the sponge around to wash her back.
“Says the girl who just gave me the world’s greatest blowjob.” He stuck his tongue boldly into her floppy ear at that.
“Ah! That tickles!”
He found the pink hide in her ear to be warm and pleasant on the tongue and so he licked her further.
Straddling her lap his legs were splayed around her waist, his testicles and erect member were pressed into her stomach and he couldn’t help but slowly grind himself against her soft flesh while he gently scrubbed her back.
“Milly, my beautiful Milly, you feel so good.” His eyes fluttered from the pleasure of her warm flesh while s
he mooed as her own hands explored his back, eventually grabbing his butt and squeezing it gently.
With her hands on his rear he couldn’t help but push his erection forwards, rubbing it more vigorously into her skin.
“Master, your thing is so hard…” the soft innocence of her tone almost made him shoot under the bathwater, but he held himself back.
It was her turn after all.
“Milly, stand up for me?” He shifted off of her lap and drifted back in the tub as her hands released his ass cheeks grudgingly.
“Why?”
“Because I want to taste you.” He didn’t know where his boldness came from; something had been unleashed in him when she sucked him off in the field earlier and he didn’t even try to fight it.
“M-Master?! You mean you want t-to l-lick me… down there.” Her eyes were wide and her floppy ears twitched a few times in agitation.
He laughed.
“I think it’s called eating out your pussy actually.” The more hesitant she was the bolder he became, in word and deed.
“I-I mean, it is one thing for me… but for you… that is-” Her face was beet red.
“Milly, stand up so that your master can spoil your pussy for all he’s worth.”
Milly scrambled to her feet, bathwater sloshing as she shifted.
It’s a good thing this tub is stone; her hooves would wreck porcelain in short order!
As she stood, her glorious ass was facing him, she started to turn but he placed his hands on her hips to stop her. At six foot six she was by no means a small girl, but everything about her was perfectly proportioned, including her succulent butt.
Nameless hadn’t seen her tushy in a while. He ran his hands from her hips and over each creamy cheek and gave a healthy squeeze, deciding that he was a big fan.
She mooed again at his intimate touch.
“Ah… Master, that feels so good.”
Leaning forward he kissed and nibbled at her flesh, with one hand he recovered the sponge and began to bath her cheeks, both globes were thoroughly lathered before he drifting down to where her creamy skin transitioned into velvety hide.
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