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Thread: Rarest of Pets (Quirky & PsionicCuttlefish)

Tara pulled back a bit, brown eyes blinking in surprise to see a wolf before her, covered in lush gray fur, pretty green eyes staring up to her with the happiest expression, he was chained so completely onto her bed.. It made feel a bit sorry for the large wolf man. The shy princess felt her cheeks flush, gulping back as her eyes slipped back up to his, slowly sinking to sit on her knees at the edge of the bed while staring at him.. He was meant to cure her shyness? Unsure her chocolate brown gaze faltered to the side, then back to his quite happy expression.. Um.. H..Hello. She struggled out shyly, biting her bottom lip shifting and thudding the small table beside her bed, hearing something metal jitter on it Tara turned her head, seeing a loop of keys, a note on it. Shifting, she took the keys and note in hand. It simply stated 'You are to feed him, he will escort you places and sleeps in the same bed. Be a good girl and enjoy.' ..What if in the night he rubbed up against her, would he cuddle her.. Would he always be so excited like this.. Because despite her shyness, curious brought her eyes back to him. She took the one key on the loop and shifted closer to him, her dress drooping in the front just a touch to display some sensual cleavage, she shifted to take his hands those plump breasts just above his face as she leaned over him and unchain his shackles, trying to focus on unchaining him simply.. Being so close made her nervous, quickly the princess slipped down to his ankles, freeing her new pet. After freeing him of the shackles of the chains she turned to look into his eyes, a faint little smile on her pink lips. My name is Tara, I guess.. I'll be your Mistress.. Softly she shifted to sit beside him, I..I'm not good.. With people.. B..But I'll try to make you happy.. P..Please tell me your name? She fumbled, legs easing down as she squeezed the cloth of her dress. Tara slipped her gaze down his toned form, strong legs.. He was much bigger than her, she shifted to his side, softly reaching up to pet the side of his muzzle, staring into his green eyes for a moment before shying away.. She wanted to pet his ears, to run her hands down his chest, snuggle up to him and feel every inch of his furry body.. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad sharing a bed with him.. He looked nice enough..
Thread: Rarest of Pets (Quirky & PsionicCuttlefish)

Rook waited patiently, tail still wagging, as his Mistress apparently saw fit to release him from his chains. Ooh...and her ample bosom hovered, intentionally or not, over his face as she reached over to free his hands. He wondered if she would want him to please her with those. After she freed him, she spoke to him and ran a hand across the side of his muzzle. He let his eyes flutter closed and gave a quiet doglike growl of contentment as he leaned into her hand slightly with his head. he replied to her, speaking in a voice that surprisingly wasn't as deep as would be expected from one of his stature, a sort of younger-sounding voice. The trainers gave me the name of Rook, though Mistress may name me anything she wishes. I belong to Mistress Tara now. He opens his eyes again and looks into hers, still smiling. I am happy if you are happy, Mistress Tara. I am your pet, I will do anything you want me to do that makes you happy, you may do anything you like with me. I can perform any household or physical labors you desire to the best of my ability, and I can pleasure you in any way you want. He put deliberate emphasis on the word 'pleasure'.
Thread: Rarest of Pets (Quirky & PsionicCuttlefish)

Tara sat silently as he spoke, smiling lightly as she recalled how he growls just like a dog, vaguely wondering if he'd like a scratch behind the ears.. Rook? That's a.. nice name.. Since your used to it.. She eyed him before flitting down to the hands at her lap, he didn't have a voice as low as she expected, even though he was big.. Her new pet seemed oddly welcoming, oddly comforting.. As he continued to explain, emphasis how he could pleasure her.. Tara began to look quite flustered, slipping She looked around the room then back to him, gulping down her shyness, Tara softly ran a touch over his ear, stroking to back of his head. Even if she was meek, nervous, scared of what contact would entice in her.. But mostly Tara noticed how lonely it was to be hiding in her room all day without a single touch from another. A storm was brewing outside for a while now, crackles of thunder rocked the air, lightning flickering at she sky from her big window. At one quite big bang of thunder Tara suddenly took his hands, shifting down to his level, drawing his arms around her before closing it in with a shift of her weight.. Pushing soft breasts against him, a flat tummy and round sexy hips, long legs entangling with his own, soft breath against his neck as she squeezed him close, quite boldly hugging onto him.. I.. I don't mind just being close.. She pressed her lips against his neck while snuggled her head into the nape of it, maybe unintentionally teasing him.. So I can get used to you.. She said as an excuse to be close.
Thread: Rarest of Pets (Quirky & PsionicCuttlefish)

Rook gave another sigh of contentment as Tara stroked her hand along the top and back of his head. Even so, he had realized by now that this Mistress was one of those few who probably wouldn't really command him as he was used to, at least for now...he was, however, given very clear instructions by the Queen when he was being chained up originally please her daughter, make her daughter feel wanted and loved. And the weather seemed to help along with that, at a sudden particularly loud thunderclap made Tara jump, and she quickly pressed up against him, pulling his arms around her back, saying that she just wanted to be close to him. He laid back on the bed again, pulling her with him, letting her lay on top of him. She found that his toned muscles were very firm, yet still soft enough to be comfortable, and most of all, warm . Between his thick arms wrapped around her, with him gently tightening his embrace in a comforting way, and laying on top of his own broad chest, she was wrapped in a cocoon of warm fur and flesh. As she nuzzled the particularly thick mane of oh-so-soft fur around his neck, she could smell his male musk even more strongly beneath the fragrance of the lightly scented bathwater he had been washed in. Most of all...she could feel his heart, strongly and slowly beating below her, a predictable and soothing anchor from the sound of the increasingly raging weather outside. You may enjoy my body in any way you desire, at any time you wish, Mistress Tara. he rumbled softly as she nuzzled him. Then...while it wasn't exactly encouraged, in this case, it was barely acceptable, he took a bare modicum of initiative and started moving his arms and hands on her back. He rubbed, and pressed, beginning to massage her back with his strong, solid hands in a deceptavely gentle and controlled manner for his size and obvious strength as she lay on top of him. Does this make Mistress Tara happy? He whispers into her ear.
Thread: Rarest of Pets (Quirky & PsionicCuttlefish)

She couldn't believe how close they were, as he pulled her down against his strong frame, Feeling his firm muscles under soft comfy fur, he was so delightfully warm, soothing. Strong arms slipping around her, at first his mistress tensed, felt her body flush and heart beat fast. Then, when the shy princess finally calmed down, the strong steady beat of his own heart leading into her own as she relaxed, breath becoming calm, body snuggling more confidently against her soft pet. Lightening thrashed across the ceiling, feeling his hands massaging at her slender back, a soft sigh slipping from the usually tensed girl.. Specially around such an attractive guy, he was her pet, he was going to be with her so much.. Sleeping in her bed, hugging her just like this.. Immediately she felt an urge to never leave his side, just snuggle with him for hours.. The whisper he slipped out made a small shiver slip down her spine, Yes.. You feel very nice Rook. She whispered back meekly, a shy hand running over his chest beside her head. Slender fingers combing threw the soft, beautiful fur, she adored his tender touch.. His strong, soft warmth.. For a while Tara didn't move, hearing each breath, listening to his heart beat and enjoying being engulfed with his warmth.. She turned her head to gaze up to him, a little smile on her lips, Lets.. Do this every night. She pulled up and back, sitting up from the embrace just slightly.. Staring into his green eyes with her own deep blue, dark hair falling down, encasing there faces for a moment, she pulled back more with a soft flush.. Rook.. Do you know how to kiss? She after sitting up, fresh blush on her cheeks, looking at his wolfish lips, just what would it be like? Tara felt a curiousness swelling, giving him an uncertain, shy yet interested look. Her own pink lips parted gently, so plump and supple. I've never.. Gotten close enough to anyone.. Everyone's really intimidating.. But you are so soft, warm and inviting.. She fumbled with her skirt, staring down to her hands gripping the blue cloth of her dress, showing off little hints of her plump, soft pale thighs.
Thread: Rarest of Pets (Quirky & PsionicCuttlefish)

The whole time, Rook kept his breathing calm and steady. His Mistress seemed to like him already, and his heart warmed as he felt his own Mistress's body heat in their tight embrace. Though she couldn't see his face right then, he smiled beatificly as she said he did feel good to her. On the other hand, she probably felt the swishing of his tail wagging excitedly down by their legs at that. He was a good pet! They held that embrace for some time, with Rook still massaging her back and spine, until she shifted and moved her head up slightly to gaze into his eyes. Anything you desire, Mistress Tara. I will embrace you whenever you wish. he replied to her question of doing this every night. She lifted herself up a little more, and spoke again. Rook's face broke into another warm, calming smile. I have been taught how to kiss, and much more besides...Mistress Tara wishes to kiss her pet now?
Thread: Rarest of Pets (Quirky & PsionicCuttlefish)

Tara stared into his eyes, how he seemed so eager to please her, wanting to delight in the pleasures he could bring. The dark haired princess had taken quite the liking to her new pet, he was kind, safe and oh so warm. Not just comfortable, but felt protected. He was so powerful, so big. Her big blue eyes slipped up and down his face, he smiled at her so warmly, asking if she wanted to kiss him. Heart pounding, mind racing.. she did want to, after pressing against his thick, warm chest she felt urges to delight in him in other ways, looking at his lips that's what she desired, spreading her own slightly, Y..Yes. She stuttered out, cupping the side of his muzzle, big blues sparkling shyly, Could you teach me? Tara could feel his fast wagging tail, her leg hiked up, unknowingly nudging the bulge of fur hiding his shaft, unknowingly brushing against him as she shifted even closer. Lips just inches away, hot breath against his lips, eyes fluttering and staring up into his. She tensed shyly, cupping under his chin and kissing his leathery wolfs nose before pulling back, a flushed face, seeming to shy to straight up kiss him on the lips by herself, searching for an answer in his eyes.
Thread: Rarest of Pets (Quirky & PsionicCuttlefish)

Rooks' breathing deepened as Tara touched the side of his muzzle and affirmed her desire, and in return, he stroked her hair with one of his own hands while the other continued rubbing her spine gently. Then she asked another particular question, and at the same time inadvertently brushing between his legs...his dormant shaft twitched, but it wasn't time to awaken just yet. She made a few more motions, gently brushing his nose with her lips and touching under his chin. He closed his eyes for a moment and adopted a neutral expression before replying. ...Pets do not teach Mistresses, that would be wrong... He opened his eyes again, staring warmly into her own blue orbs. ...But Rook is sure Mistress Tara is a quick learner on her own... He then moved his head slightly up, and met his own lips with hers, locking them together slightly. His kiss was very, very slow as he opened his mouth and let her mouth be eased open. His teeth had obviously been immaculately cleaned, and from the pleasant whiffs Tara tasted, he must have been recently fed fruit. Tara felt his own strong, long tongue brush hers, but rather than pushing into her mouth, his tongue gently invited her into him. His hand was still stroking the back of her head, but he was putting no pressure on her at all, at any point he was letting her choose how deep she wanted to go, how intense she wanted to be. No matter how she chose to go, his tail was wagging nonstop in pleasure.
Thread: Rarest of Pets (Quirky & PsionicCuttlefish)

Tara wanted to be a better mistress, a woman who could please her new pet. As far as mistresses went, princesses or any woman in power.. She was unnervingly shy. She was happy that he enjoyed her touch, although staring into his eyes she felt a bit guilty when he noted she should know learn from him.. Nor would it be proper to teach her things, Tara thought that meant he didn't want to kiss her.. But, to her surprise his lips pushed to her own, eyes widened, tensing and stopping for a moment.. Slowly she closed her eyes, leaning into the warm, enticing kiss. His stroking hands, comfortingly slow kiss that makes her lips tingle.. she wrapped her arms around his neck, shifting on slightly on top of him. A plump, tender chest pressing to his firm one.. His mouth tasted like fruit, her own must taste like mint from the tea she drank, nice and sweet. His manly musk made her feel dizzy, a delighted little moan filled her lips.. Tara pushed in harder, as well as her plump chest mashing against his own, clinging to passionately, she brushed her hot lips against his own and pushed in firmer.. The pretty raven haired girl seemed to like the electric feeling of there lips pressing together.. The soft touch of his fur and strong feeling of arms wrapped around her.. As he stroke the back of her head, delicate hands gripped the fur at his sides, her soft hot tongue slick against his own, starting to flick gently, curiously and meekly twirl, rub and explore his big mouth.. After a moment of this, she pulled back gently, panting from the lovely sensation, eyes looking like she wanted more, lips parted still tingling.. After a moment staring into his eyes.. I want.. A kiss every morning. She commanded, trying to seem more commanding for her pet.. But she honestly did want that.. He was hers, it was alright to indulge in such good feelings things.. So.. I can practice.. She let out with flushed cheeks. It was clear she'd taken a liking to him either way, staying close.
Thread: Rarest of Pets (Quirky & PsionicCuttlefish)

Rook himself gave a long, soft, contented moan--almost like a very quiet, nonagressive growl--as Tara wrapped her arms around him, leaned into his kiss, and began exploring him. He felt her body, especially her ample chest, press harder against him...and Tara felt his powerful heart start to beat faster. Rook was so pleased, so happy that his Mistress was clearly enjoying him in her own way...that down below, his manhood started to awaken. A firm rod of wolfmeat stirred and partially grew out, though it remained sheathed. If Tara brushed any part of her body between his legs again, she would discover the bulge, but Rook brought no attention to it. If she noticed, she noticed, and if she did, she would deal with it however she desired. After a pleasant while, his Mistress broke the kiss, and gave him his first real command. As lightning flashed and thunder rumbled outside again, Rook held the large, wide arm and hand that was stroking the back of her head in between her face and the window, as if in a shielding gesture, hopefully to help her feel even more secure in his arms. Your command is my desire, Mistress Tara. He rumbled softly to her. He resumed massaging her spine with his other hand, she seemed to like that, it seemed to make her feel better with him. Is there anything else I can do to make you happy tonight, Mistress Tara?
Thread: Rarest of Pets (Quirky & PsionicCuttlefish)

As embarrassing as it was, Tara couldn't recall a deeper kiss with anyone but him, when she broke it and commanded such a childish, slightly innocent thing from him he seemed to be contented either way. How he held her so close as the lightening and thunder raged on, shielding her from the troublesome quakes and bright flashes from her balcony window. She stared up to him in a slight daze with pretty chocolate brown eyes, he was massaging her back again.. Trying to keep her calm and collected. Storms were never friends to Tara, she had trouble as a tiny child but it was one of the only times she couldn't stand to be alone.. Usually her mother being the one she crawled to, but, he was so comforting.. So warm and enticing.. N..No.. I'm happy. She replied simply. Soft hands sliding through the fur on his own back, she snuggled in against him, her breathing was soft, delicate. Body completely relaxed against him, her soft thigh pushed up against his thigh.. Entangling there legs and just falling short of brushing his bulge. His Mistress was drifting off to sleep, forgetting her worries.. He made her feel good, such warm, soft fur, pretty kissable wolf lips and such a huge, broad frame that comforted her, never being so close to a man. It felt.. Right.. To be held in his arms and it lulled her to sleep quite fast. It lead into such a lovely, tranquil sleep. Rook had by far been one of the best presents she'd ever received.. Light rays trickled from the flitting blinds of her balcony window, running over her closed eyes. Long eyelashes began to flutter, for some reason last night seemed like a foggy dream. But as she came back to conscousness Tara felt fur between her fingers, a soft warmth from his huge frame, strong arms wrapped around her form. Her thigh shifted and bumped against something so hot between his legs, letting out a squeak, Tara pulled back giving a good look at his face... Her dress strap off her shoulder, skirt hiked up, she was a mess from falling asleep in one of her nice dresses, long silky black hair framing her soft round face, big eyes and pink lips.. Lips that were urging to fullfill the promise of a kiss every morning, she stroked the side of his long wolfish snout, leaning in, once more Tara pecked his nose.. Briefly wondering.. What should she do about bathing? Tara had her own bath connected to her bedroom, no servants, no one to bug her. She'd always been a private, shy person.. Now her pet would always be by her side, it sounded nice.. Yet slightly unnerving..
Thread: Rarest of Pets (Quirky & PsionicCuttlefish)

Rook smiled with another contented sigh as his Mistress assured him she was happy as he held her in his arms. He could feel her body relaxing, giving in to a peaceful, secure sleep as she began to nod off. Wrapped and entwined as they were around each other, he was her mattress, her blanket, her comforter...and Rook was happy. Rook was happy that his Mistress was pleased, that she was able to enter such a deep sleep with him. Satisfied himself that he had fulfilled his Mistress' desires that night, he let his head lean back into the bed, and he closed his eyes. Without any further motion or disturbance, he too entered his rest. Yet another of the many things he had been firmly trained was to be able to sleep at a moment's notice, to sleep and wake on command. Sunlight illuminating the room through the window signaled the coming morning, but Rook did not wake for that...he did, however, wake to the feeling of his Mistress shifting her body on top of him, and especially the little squeak that escaped her. Yet from him, there was no sudden movement, and in fact...he hadn't moved an inch himself since she had fallen asleep. His body was still in exactly the same position, his arms still comfortingly encircled his Mistress' own relatively small frame. It did not bother him in the slightest, yet another thing that he had been conditioned to, and much tougher than that his training mistresses had constantly tied him up and bound him in increasingly creative and at times uncomfortable ways, for longer and longer periods of time, but always assured him that it was right and proper...until familiarity and repetition had replaced comfort, and then familiarity became his new comfort. Now, he could keep himself in almost any position for days on end without feeling the slightest bit uncomfortable about it, if it was demanded of him. The only indication that he woke was the fact that he opened his eyes to full alertness, already having his bearings, and tilted his head forward to look 'down' at his Mistress on his chest...so that when she had gotten her bearings and glanced 'up' to him, though she might have thought he was still asleep by the fact that she had not felt any other part of his body move--save for his unceasingly stable breathing and powerful, healthy heartbeat--she instantly met his gaze, those soul-piercing green eyes watching her intently. Even though she seemed slightly dishiveled, having slept in her royal princess gown, he seemed to pay no heed to that. After she stroked the side of his muzzle again, and touched her lips to his nose, he moved his head forward a little more, his lips hovering a mere hair's breadth from hers. Though she had commanded him to do it already, one thing he had been taught was that it was usually okay to ask for long-term commands again, once or twice, just to prove that he only acted as his mistress willed. Does Mistress Tara want her morning kiss now? he whispered to her, in the softest voice she had heard yet.
Thread: Rarest of Pets (Quirky & PsionicCuttlefish)

He was such a loyal, good pet.. From what she'd seen so far, he didn't even move from her side one inch, arms still wrapped around her protecting, green eyes staring down to her dozy, half awake soft brown, greeting by his beautiful gaze back down to her. She wondered how long he'd been awake for, as he moved his head forward, after kissing his leathery nose, she smiled lightly. Yes Rook. More hesitantly than him, Tara pushed in to lightly kiss his lips.. The first real kiss she'd given him by herself, a soft touch slid down her side before she shifted to sit up, her curvy form enhanced with the soft morning light, the straps handing over her shoulder, long messy dark hair surrounding such a soft, delicate face. After a stretch and a small sigh Tara turned to him, she needed a change and a shower.. She shifted to turn her back to him, head slipping back to look at her new pet, pulling her hair over her shoulder gently. To show a laced up corset, Do you think.. You could?.. She asked gently, blinking innocently over to him, Tara wondered if she should bring him along, his mother demanded he come everywhere with her.. Did that mean baths too? it made her face flush as she turned away from him in wait for her pets reply.. She'd be sleeping with him every night, a kiss every morning.. I made her smile a bit, with him around she wasn't so lonely.. Even if she was a bit indulgent with him.. After a moment, she spoke up again, Would you like to.. Join me for a bath? She squeaked out, her face no doubt bright red, she'd never displayed herself naked to anyone.. Tara wondered if it would be fun to wash his fur, to have someone to talk to while she bathed..To have someone to talk to period. I..If that's weird.. I'm alright alone.. I just.. Like being close to you.. Her flushed face turned back to him, staring at her new pet shyly.. He was hers, it wasn't weird, was it?