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Rarest of Pets (Quirky & PsionicCuttlefish)

Hearing him comment on how she tasted, well, it made her heart flutter and face flush. She would have never realized someone could use there tongue to do such things, it felt so, so good. He held her legs firmly, lapping at her oozing little slit, as he continued Tara felt that all too familiar tingling between her legs. Soft moans began to fill her pink lips, body heating up, eyes fluttering at the pleasure, he was such a perfect pet, knew all they buttons to push. She couldn't believe he asked such a silly thing, the permission to pleasure her whenever he liked.. It made her smile to think about it.

She felt him pose, pushing his mouth quite firmly against her slit, the pressure makes her moan softly, suddenly his tongue pushing inside her, enticing a gasp from his Mistress. "Y..Your tongue..Ah..Mmn.." She moaned to him, sounding so surprised. His mistress was new to all this, yet, the young princess was in love with his touch. She felt his hot tongue tickling her inner walls, licking around tenderly. Her feminine taste and smell filling his heightened senses, she moaned to him softly, staring down to the bulge in her dress that was his head, watching it bob and shift, Tara felt her slit begin to twitch, shift and squeeze around his invading tongue. "..I'm..I'm going to cum Rook.. Don't stop.. Y-Your so good.." She purred softly, in the breathless excited tone, her round hips rolling, body arching..
 
Every moan, every sigh, every involuntary muscle twitch from Tara only spurred Rook on to make his Mistress feel more pleasure, to make her cum. She spoke short, clipped words of incomplete thoughts as he invaded her, shallow though it was with her hymen in the way. The hands that gripped her upper inner thighs moved to squeeze her flesh softly, his thumbs pressing up into the joints of her inner thighs, massaging those two tender, sensitive places even as his tongue explored her.

Not much later, Rook felt Tara's involuntarily twitching body become stronger, more insistent, as her inner walls began to grip at his tongue and her back rolled and arched. His Mistress told him she was close to her finish, and implored him not to stop. Rook was only too happy to oblige. In fact, his response was to go one further; with his tongue still superficially inside her folds, Rook opened up his mouth and clamped his maw down around Tara's entire vagina, adding a powerful sucking sensation as his lips shifted and rubbed, and his upper front teeth were carefully allowed to stray and brush her clit. He wasn't there to hold his mistress's body tightly this time, yet his gripping hands and mouth below were anchor enough. His thumbs massaged all around, and he sucked harder, as if he were practically trying to pull the orgasm out of her.
 
Tara felt her abdomen tighten, breath hitch, shivers running through her as he teased the sensitive flesh of her thighs, like he knew every spot to make her melt. Which no doubt he did, with all that training she couldn't even fathom that he went through. Her head flew back with surprise as he clamped his entire maw around her soaked, dripping vagina. Making Tara whimper out, teeth grinding against her clit, tongue pushing deeper as he sucked her entirely. Making his Mistress shiver and moan, hands gripping the sheets hard.. Felt like he was sucking the orgasm from her twitching, throbbing folds. Tara arched her back, cries filling her lips.

Those sexy, round hips rolled, thrust and pushed against his face as she lost her composure. Biting at her bottom lip as those now welcoming waves of pleasure crashed over her body, she ached for release, Tara pulled at her dress, tugging it down to see his wolf ears pop out, the sight of him completely engulfing her vagina with his wolfish mouth was so erotic, staring down to him with a flushed face. One hand now gripping the end of her dress, her head lulled back once more, an array of feminine, almost weak moans left her mouth. "Mmn.. Oh..R-Rook..Aah~! I-I'm..Mnn!" She whimpered out, her hips jolting forward, back arching, toes curling. Eyes squeezing shut with pants of desperation in the huge hit of pleasure all his licking and touching gave.. As her body fell back, so wet between her legs.. No doubt gushing with excitement.. As she lay slightly sweaty, panting hard and limp on her bed.. Tara wondered if he was excited again himself.. After a moment, looking down to him shyly, her tender hole twitching with sensitively.. Feeling oh so tender..
 
Rook did not cease in his attentions as he felt Tara's body writhe under him. He was so happy that he could make her feel this good, and it was erotic to him to feel her squirm under his hands. In fact, he was fully aroused by now; his wolfhood had once again unsheathed itself, though it was far out of sight as he was on his stomach at the bottom of the bed. He felt the dress suddenly be pulled off his head, revealing the lewd actions he was performing to his Mistress's gaze. He flicked his eyes up to her, looking at her red-stained face, before she threw her head back again. She tried to say something to him, but the words wouldn't come as they were lost in the sounds of her sweet moans. He felt her whole body suddenly clench, her back arched, and the muscles of her vagina clamped down hard on his tongue, and a burst of natural lubricant flowed out as the strongest wave of pleasure surged through her.

And then it was over, she collapsed back into the bed as she panted and twitched in the afterglow. Rook breifly thought about how he could go down on her all night long if he wanted to, and bring her crashing through waves of pleasure again and again, but he decided to save that for another time. His Mistress was still a virgin, and he was her pet forever, he had plenty of time to wait before showing her just how long he could drown her in paradise. For now, he dutifully made sure to lap and clean up every drop of fluid that had flowed from her insides, delighting in her taste. After he had finished, he lifted his head up from between her legs, propped himself up on his arms, and crawled up around her side (pointedly not crawling over her) to lie on the bed himself as he reached over and gingerly pulled her close to him again, this time with him rolling onto his back and pulling Tara fully on top of his chest as he wrapped his arms around her. He knew by now she liked to be held like this, and so he did it on his own, doing the little things for his Mistress.

They were laying together as they had last night, their first night together. Rook's cock was half-erect down below, but as before, he did not draw attention to it. Instead, he reached up and gently brushed the side of his Mistress's face with his hand. "If Mistress Tara is ready to sleep now...she might find it more comfortable and clean to not wear her dress to sleep..." This was actually said truly innocently, sleeping in a dress as she had last night couldn't have been the most ideal of sleeping situations.
 
It felt like her body was on fire, her tight hole twitching with sensitivity, surging with the afterglow of her intense orgasm.. Each time was getting more pleasurable, every time he brought her to that lovely climax... It felt like it just got better and better, no doubt seeing him do such a thing helped with her cumming.. His wolfish eyes staring up to her while his maw engulfed her.. Just thinking about it made her feel so excited, as she thought to herself.. She felt Rook shift upwards, crawling beside her body until he was right beside her. Drawing her rather limp frame over his strong barrel chest, she ran her hand through his fur, staring up to him with a flushed delighted face, eyes lulled making his mistress look so drowsy and dreamy with pleasure and growing tiredness. They'd walked everywhere today, talked more than usual.. She wanted to have fun like this with her pet all the time.

His warm furry hand drawing over her cheek as he spoke such thoughtful things, Tara smiled to him sleepily before drawing herself up, for a moment lingering on top of him, hair cascading down towards him, around his face, creating a little canopy between them. She smiled and leaned down with a shy light kiss, she drew her body up and over to her closet, looking back shyly to him, her back facing her pet. She pulled her dress over her form, letting him see her slender back, round hips and perk delightful backside, the backs of such slender plump thighs. Quickly she pulled a sheer white nightgown over her form, it was long an loosely hung over her curvy, tight body. Cap sleeves on her arms, only drawn in just below her bust. Tara crawled in beside him once more, she'd noticed.. He was erect again, she cuddled beside him.. So sleepy. "I..I'll have a surprise for you tomorrow..." She blushed lightly, one soft thigh shyly nudging his erection. Wrapping an around around his side.. Snuggling close.. Sleep was so fast next to her lovely pet.

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She awoke to the light flitting into the bedroom, looking up to a slumbering Rook, blinking for a couple moments as she finally got her barrings, she smiled happy to see she was the first awake. Rook worked so hard to bring her pleasure last night, she wanted to.. Return the favor with her own mouth, he seemed to like it before in the bathtub.. What if she used her mouth even more? Just like he had on her. Slowly, she pulled back from him, hoping he'd stay asleep, gently and carefully slipping downward.. Rook never seemed to move when he slept, still being on his back. She hadn't much experience with males and 'morning excitement' so to speak, so to find him still erect was a bit surprising to her.. Before when she pleasured him it almost felt rushed, she noted how he got thicker at the base.. The wolfish knot. His sensitive tip, the tapered edge and each vain in the hard spear of his wolfhood. She ran soft touches over his furry soft thighs, giving a shy look upward to make sure he was still slumbering.. A curious hand drew lower, rubbing the ballsack of her pet, lips hovering above his tip. Hot breath, soft, supple lips. Like before giving him a gentle kiss, immediately pushing into wrapping her lips around him, sucking gently. Mindful of her teeth.

Licking and lapping she pushed down more till his thickness was filling her mouth, almost pushing against her throat, she pulled back almost gagging.. Tara was very inexperienced, but she gave so much effort. Popping her mouth off his tip, leaning down to lick from his knot to the tip, drawing her hot, textured little tongue on the underside of his thickness before licking and lapping at his tip like he did her clit, drawing him into her mouth again sucking hotly.. Pushing down and up with his tip pushing deeper before popping from her soft lips. Such a musky manly smell, she stared up to her sleeping pet.. Wondering if he'd woken up by now.. Playing with him, trying to figure out what made him moan, made him happy.
 
With Tara on his chest, Rook's heart beat a little faster when he saw the dreamy look in her eyes, the look that said she felt so good there was almost nothing else. That was a rare look to ever see in his mistresses, a look that told him he had done well above their expectations. Tara, on the other hand, wasn't so experienced that she would actually be able to keep such a look -off- her face normally, but even so...Rook was still delighted. The fact that she felt that way, experienced with it or not, was a precious thing to him. She got up off of him then, going over to her closet where she disrobed, clearly keeping herself in his view on purpose, giving him a luxurious display of the back of her body. Again, he appreciated every curve, every rise and fall of her form. Like himself, nearly all of Rook's old mistresses built their bodies for sex, but Tara...she had a natural, alluringly inviting charm about her. She returned to bed with him then, scooting up close to his side rather than getting on top of him again. He didn't mind at all though, he was just happy to be in bed with her. A few old mistresses brought him to sleep in their beds with them, but about half (especially his first few mistresses in his first few years) kept him in a cage at night. This was a privilage, and he enjoyed it. As she held him with one of her arms, mentioning having a surprise for him the next say and slipped asleep, Rook closed his eyes and followed suit, entering his usual motionless, seamless rest.

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Rook did not immediately feel Tara moving away from him and wake in the morning like he usually would have. It was probably having more mental stimulation yesterday in the form of simple conversation that kept his mind at rest for a few moments longer than normal. However, the moment his morning wood was engulfed in a soft young mouth, his eyes slid open to full awareness, and a half second later, he lifted his head to look down at what was happening. The sight of Tara taking his sex into her mouth, as he had done to her last night, elicited a gasp from the large anthro wolf. Never in his life had he been awoken exactly like this. Oh sure, he'd woken to the feeling of sex before, but invariably cuffs and chains had found their way onto him during the night. To be pleasured awake like this, freely, was something he was unprepared for. Again his Mistress proved her dedication to making him feel good to parallel her own.

His breathing, which had been the deep, slow, and smooth breaths of sleep, shuddered and began to speed up to that of arousal. Tara had no experience in this matter, yet she was giving it a great effort and honestly trying her best at technique to please him--and was succeeding. The slow lick along the entire length of his cock before engulfing and taking half his length into her mouth did wonders. Tara could feel the thick pillar of meat in her mouth grow hotter and throb harder as more blood flowed through it. His thighs twisted outward and his legs spread apart, allowing better access for Tara as she sucked him off.
 
She heard him gasp, brown eyes flitting up to see him staring down at her, lips wrapped around his thick tip, it enticed blush across her cheek. Although Tara had expected this, he looked so surprised, it made her happy to give him such a present. She remembered him telling her how generous she was, Rook seemed to be unaccustomed to receiving what he gave. Tara intended to show him just how that feels, her tongue grinding against his tip, licking, flicking and curiously swirling around his tip. His musky, manly taste filling her senses. She felt him throbbing, pulsating between her lips. So erotic. She was a virgin, a bit of a shut in, but not an idiot.With how he'd fingered her, she could assume how things worked.. The motion to use.

Tara slipped down gently at first, to the point where he almost bumped her throat before sliding back up, covering him in her saliva, slick and hot. She continued, licking, lapping at his tip each time, trying to entice moans, to make him feel good. She began to pump her head faster, lips pinching gently around him. Slender hands taking hold of his tips as she fucked that thick, hot erection with her cute little mouth. His was the first cock she'd ever tasted, she'd ever sucked off and pleased.. Tara found she enjoyed pleasing him, brown eyes turning up to him so innocently, while she pumped his thickness up and down, now so slick, sucking harder, licking frantic, between his new mistresses pink lips.. It would feel better if she could take in everything.. Tara couldn't open her throat yet, to fill him in her mouth.. But Tara craved to be a perfect mistress for him.. To be able to make him scream out like he could her.. She wanted to make him the happiest pet he could be.
 
As Tara flicked, licked, and swirled the tip of Rook's cock with her tongue, she was rewarded with successfully pulling a shuddering moan from her pet. He tilted his head forward again to look down at her, to look into the eyes of his Mistress and watch a portion of his shaft disappear into her mouth as her head bobbed up and down. "Oh...M-Mistress Tara...oh yes...th-that feels so good...thank you." His breathing quickened further as a few more moans floated past his lips, and his hands gripped the bedsheets as his head tilted back into a pillow again. Under Tara's hands, his hips began to gently roll and gyrate, pushing up to meet her mouth as she came down on him.

The muscles of Rook's body--especially around his inner thighs--flexed every now and then, causing his member to twitch in Tara's mouth. So unaccustomed he was to being spoiled like this, he began to think there had to be a catch, this had to be a test of some kind...of course! She must be testing his stamina, how he was trained so well that he could, on command, hold back from orgasming. As Tara continued doing her best to suck Rook off, more words wafted from him amidst the sounds of pleasure. "Uhn...ahn...Mistress Tara, tell me...tell me when I am allowed to...to cum...ahhh...."
 
She heard his sweet moans, shuttering breaths and the gentle rolls of his hips underneath her hands as she firmly slid up and down, Tara was so, so happy that he enjoyed this.. Trying so hard to be a good Mistress, even if she was spoiling him or so he acted like it, Tara like him a lot. It showed in her soft gentle flicks, her slender fingers massaging at his furry hips gently, watching as he looked down to meet her eyes. Something so erotic about looking up to him at the same time of her mouth engulfing more than half of his stiff wolfhood. Stroking his thick, strong thighs she felt them flex, him throbbing in her mouth, Tara's eyes had closed, once he spoke deep, captivating browns fluttered open with curiousness, blinking up to him.. Slowly she slid off his cock, letting out a soft breath, gently stroking him with her hand as she stared up to her pet curiously.

"You don't have to hold back.." She told him with a sweet, soft smile, her other hand gently caressing his tensing, tender inner thigh. "It doesn't matter when.." She reassured her pet, he must still find it hard to believe, hard to think a mistress would be so free with her pet like this. Specially with Rook's life of training, with her hand pumping the base of his cock up and down, every inch she couldn't fit in her mouth as being stroked by her hand nice and fast, pumping up and down hotly, licking, sucking, rubbing her tongue against him with curiousness to finding any tender sensitive spots. She stared up to Rook, big, innocent brown eyes begging him to just feel free and cum, to relax.. This was a treat, her present to make him feel good.. As good as he'd made her feel over these two days.. Of course, Tara had never had a man cum in her mouth, she hadn't a clue what to expect, if she should pull away.. Swallow it.. Or? Tara simply kept rocking her hand up and down, sucking him off in slick, hot movements. Those pretty pink lips wrapped around him so lewdly.
 
After Rook had asked Tara to let him know when he was permitted to climax, he felt her beautiful small mouth slip off of of his cock as she breathed on it and replied. Rook tilted his head back up to stare back at Tara as she took him into her mouth again, mouth hanging open slightly. He could not believe what he had just heard. Truly? There was no test, nothing to prove, she just wanted him to lie back and...enjoy it? Rook moaned again, slightly louder, as Tara picked up the pace as he continued to look down into her beautiful, young eyes...eyes that were absent of the domineering, commanding presence that he had come to expect. Now that it wasn't there, it felt almost as if a weight had been removed from him...but at the same time, it was a little scary, like his comforter had been removed as well.

"Ohhh...Mistress Tara is too generous...Mistress Tara spoils her pet so much... Rook does not deserve this..." Rook whispered out to Tara, though on the other hand his body didn't stop moving with Tara's mouth, he didn't stop accepting the pleasure she was giving him. He groaned and sighed as she lavished attention with her mouth on every inch of his cock, even though she couldn't actually take his full length inside of her. It wasn't surprising, of course it took plenty of practice to be able to push something like that deep into one's throat and Tara had never done this in her life, but the fact that she tried so hard despite her inexperience oddly turned Rook on further. Soon enough, his muscles clenched a bit tighter, and his meat throbbed even harder in Tara's mouth. "Oh! M-Mistress Tara...going to...cum soon...ah..." He left his head fall back onto the pillow again as he let his breaths come shorter and heavier.
 
It seemed that Rook and Tara were slowly experiencing new things through each other, affecting each other in there own ways.. Tara couldn't be happier to be by his side, to hear his moans climb and hips rock with her supple, gently lips around him, he did deserve this. So far her pet has been nothing but perfect, he held her tight, made her feel pleasure. Talked and connected with her as they walked around the castle, she was the happiest.. Well, Tara was finally happy. His companionship brought something that was missing from her life, someone to hug and cuddle close too, he was so affectionate and loyal, her own handsome wolf.

Tara showed how much she appreciated him through her effort in pleasuring him, her curious grinding, flicking tongue, even though he warned her of his cumming she didn't stop, if anything his young, inexperienced mistress sped up. Pumping her hand against his base fast and firm, sliding up and down with those soft pump lips, sucking, flicking.. Licking more and more, not stopping, moving with his shifting hips, Tara was curious.. What would he do.. Was it really already.. If she could taste him like he did her? Tara gave him no choice, grinding her tongue fast against his tip before pushing back down firmly over and over.. Wanting him to burst, to cum for her.
 
The great grey wolf anthro whined in pleasure that quickly turned into rapid panting as Tara attacked his cock the most vigorously yet. She took the top half of his shaft onto her mouth over and over, while her hand worked his lower half harder as she slammed down on the knot at his base. She wanted him to just enjoy himself, she wanted him to cum...and Rook couldn't resist it any longer. The sensations could not be denied, and his climax came hurtling towards him, his muscles preparing for a powerful spasm. At the last moment though, he remembered to check his strength; he was so used to being tied down during something like this in such away that he could pull and struggle all he liked and still not move. Since he was unbound now, if he flailed like that, he might just throw Tara right off the bed. He flung his long, wide arms out to the sides to grip the edges of the bed to hold himself down.

He panted faster, and faster--which then suddenly halted, and gave way to a drawn out whine as his whole body convulsed once. In Tara's mouth, she felt his cock suddenly jerk once, the only warning she had--and suddenly, his tip exploded inside her, spurting out his hot semen. She might try to take it down, to swallow it, but for her inexperience, it was too much and too fast. Inevitably, his seed overfilled her mouth and popped out between her lips and his cock, coating them both in the milky, sticky fluid. Rook was left breathless on the bed, his chest heaving as he recovered.
 
His pleasured whines, heavy panting as he seemed to be loosing all control of his breath and his movements in pleasure, Tara never stopped pleasuring him, staring up to see him holding himself down, in the throes of passion, she slammed her hand down over and over against his knot, sucking, licking swirling her tongue around him, keeping up her speed until she felt him throb, his thickness jerking up inside her mouth before it swelled and exploded with his seed. She did indeed try to swallow it, on impact, it felt natural too. But he came so, so much. It overflowed her mouth, dribbling down her chin, it tasted salty and musky.. With the scent of Rook coating her mouth, lips and face she looked up..

Tara was so happy! She made her pet cum! He looked pretty delighted in it if she said so herself, a big smile on her face, as if she'd achieved something amazing. Tara shifted off the bed, getting a cloth she wiped his crotch clean, then her messy chin and lips, giggling to him, "I think we need another bath." Tara tilted her head, seeming fine with him making a mess, cumming in her mouth.. Enjoying the pleasure. She crawled up, giving her Rook a big, soft squeeze as he came down from the rest of his orgasm. "I'm so happy.. That I could make you feel good too Rook." She pulled back to stare into his green eyes with her brown, "I'm really happy.. That I got you for my birthday.." She smiled to him shyly.

((So, shall we bring in that stern, dubious mistress soon? ;D))
 
Rook stared up at the ceiling as his body came down from the free, unrestrained orgasm high Tara had just made him achieve, for the second time in as many days. He still couldn't believe how nice his Mistress was, how lenient she was, he had never before been allowed such things that she was allowing him. He felt her take a cloth to between his legs, cleaning up the mess of cum. Yet again something his mistresses had never done for him, he was always ordered to be the one to clean up messes... moments later, he felt her crawling up on top of him, mentioning a bath, before she wrapped her arms around his chest and hugged him, softly and affectionately.

He had never been hugged like that before. Such a simple action, yet...it felt better than he could have imagined.

Tara then stared deep into his eyes, say she was just happy that he could be happy, and glad that he was his gift to her. Rook's arms slowly, but with less hesitation than usual, reached up to circle around Tara's back as he returned the soft hug. It was forbidden, taboo that he should desire his Mistress in this particular manner, but...he found he liked to hold her like this, not in the tight, rough embrace of heavy demanded sex, but in a simple...connecting way. "I am...also glad that I am your pet, Mistress Tara.." He whispered to her gently, as he reached up to rub the back of her head and stroke her hair. He still had a mind for orders, even long-term ones, and she had given him one yesterday. He would not forget it. He slowly leaned his head forward until the front of his muzzle-like mouth was hovering an inch from Tara's own. "Does...does Mistress Tara want her morning kiss now?"
 
He still seemed quite shocked by most her actions, was.. She that weird of a Mistress? Even so, her wolfish pet seemed so contented. Snuggling up against him now, happily. He was big, warm.. She'd never sleep the same again without him in her bed, like a comfort blanket.. She closed her eyes as he wrapped his arms around her in acceptance, telling her he was also glad he was her pet, which made her smile gently. Leaning against his touch as he pet the back of her head, sliding through long raven locks. Tara's eyes blinked open as the tip of his muzzle just inches from her own, brown orbs searching his curiously as he finally asked if she'd like her morning kiss.

She leaned back and blushed, he.. Remembered.. She thought for a moment, considering what she'd just done.. He really wanted to kiss her? Maybe he didn't care.. A soft smile returning to her, "Rook.. Could you give me another kiss.. Like you do?" She fumbled, "I'm not that good.. At it.. I've only given you simple pecks.. But when you.. Kiss me.. It feels so good.. Your.. A really good kisser." She continued, feeling like she was digging herself a how of embarrassment the more she went on. "I mean.. If you don't mind.. Maybe I should wash my mouth first.." She touched her soft pink lips curiously, giving him an innocent look. "I know you said a Mistress doesn't learn from her pet, but, I want to learn how to kiss as good as you.. So I can please my handsome pet." She slipped a touch behind his ear, giving him a playful affectionate scratch, slowly, surely, Tara was getting more used to him. Maybe even.. Reliant. Used to. She didn't want him to leave her, not when she felt like.. Everything was just begining. In her boring life as the last princess, the shy one that hid.. That no one noticed.. He was a light that helped her crawl inch by inch from it, if not in front of others.. At least into his arms. In situations and intimacy she'd never shared with another.
 
(I am so sorry for such a long delay!)

For a brief moment, Rook felt terrified that he had done something wrong when Tara leaned away from him. What with her lying on his chest where she could feel his usually strong, stable heartbeat, she might have felt it flutter and skip once. However, when she spoke to him again asking for just that kiss she wanted, Rook's face--which had tensed up with a twinge of fear--softened in a relieved way. She continued babbling on, so indecisive, so unsure of herself. Rook had never met anyone like her, he himself was a little unsure of what to do for her...she seemed to want things he'd never been trained for, ideas he'd never been taught. But, he would do his best for her, because though he didn't yet conciously realize it, he was truly starting to like her. When she reached behind his ear and scritched, his eyes fluttered closed and he opened his mouth in a happy smile. Yes, he would do his best for her.

He opened his eyes again and softly gazed into Tara's cute brown eyes with his large, vibrant green ones. Maybe...maybe it was okay...to 'help' her 'learn' a little? Just a little? She had not punished him, not once, since they had met...maybe this wasn't a trick after all. Rook continued running a hand through Tara's hair. "It...it's all in the tongue, and the lips..." He said softly, with a hint of nervous anxiety. "But really..there is not much Mistress Tara needs to learn...as long as you enjoy it..." And slowly, he brought his lips to touch hers while gently holding onto the back of her head, closed his eyes, and began a slow, deep kiss. He used his own lips to gently coax her mouth open while his long, flat tongue slowly played around the edges of her mouth, inviting--almost begging--her to just lean into it and explore his own mouth as his other hand caressed her back, letting the sensual intimacy bloom.
 
((Ah, nevermind about that tomorrow bit, I'm pretty sure I can squeeze one in now before work. :)))

Tara was delighted by his happy little smile when she scratched behind his ear, giggling up to him happily, Rook still seemed uneasy around her, like she was about to scold him at any minute. She wanted to show him she'd never punish him or hit him, he seemed so fragile despite being rather big and sturdy. Her eagerness built to show him everything she could, how to read, write, to bring him to new places and genuinely make him happy. Tara herself didn't much believe in having pets, they were just like humans despite the fur, he had feelings, needs, wants.. Maybe even dreams if he was allowed to. Unsure what these feeling blossoming was, but Tara knew she wanted to make him happy.

Her brown eyes blinked up to his curiously, lost in the lush vibrance of his own, so pretty and soft down towards her, leaning her head towards his big hand, like a cat begging to be petted more. She perked up listening to him intently, nodding lightly, seeming excited that he was finally giving her some pointers. Eyes gently fluttering closed as he leaned, craddling the back of her head as there lips finally touched. Again that electric sensation filled her, so new, to kiss another like this.. So intimate and lovely. A soft sigh leaving her as he began a slow, tender kiss between them. Pink lips opened happily for him, his flat tongue sliding around her lips teasingly, slowly, her smaller, plump little pink tongue slipped out, sliding along his tongue curiously, hesitantly licking at him, tilting her head slightly so she could lick along the side of his mouth and play with that lovely tongue of his, very timid at first, but soon growing hotter, it would seem his Mistress was getting excited by this as the passion grew between there lips. Tara's hands gripped fur at his side, pressing up more, lips firmly pressed against one another.. "Rook.. Mmn.." She murmured and mumbled with her tongue flicking and slipping around in his mouth curiously, chest pressed against his own, feeling there heatbeats collide.
 
As Tara leaned into the kiss, Rook made the quiet, happy-growling sound into her mouth again. He softly rubbed her back and the back of her head with both of his hands as she lay on top of him, and her lips parted as her tongue came out to explore him. Like yesterday, she started out shy and slow, but then...she pressed harder against him, as she slowly gained more heated passion than she had yesterday morning as she gripped the fur on his body. Oooh, he liked that. Though Rook was 'guiding' her through the experience, he was of course letting her take the lead. When she began to kiss with more excitement, Rook inhaled deeply through his nose and followed suit. He sucked softly, moved his head and body, and played his lips and tongue all around her mouth as his hands on her back began squeezing her pleasurably, pulling her harder into the kiss.

All the while, he expertly followed her cues that she might not have even known she was giving. When she sped up, he sped up, when she slowed down, he did the same, letting her enjoy herself and him for as long as she wanted, any way she wanted. And so, whenever she was finally done and broke off, Rook was panting softly and staring with his big, cool green eyes into her. "I hope Mistress Tara is pleased..." He said as he wrapped his arms around her back, giving her another tight, warm, comforting hug. He was sure she liked that by now. "If Mistress Tara would like to take a bath now, her pet has more ways to make her happy..." He continued. As he was hugging her, he then leaned in to whisper something else quietly to her. "And if...if Mistress Tara wants to go to the gathering in the forest...Rook will be there with her, for her, as...her true friend." Of course, Rook still wasn't entirely clear on what that meant exactly, but he knew he would do his very best for her regardless.
 
Tara adored kissing him, how his hot lips brushed against her own, how he growled against her happily, it got her excited in ways she'd never experienced before. He was breaking through her shyness, somehow together they've worked into kissing, touching.. Tara wanted to be close to him, moaning into his lips gently when he squeezed and pulled her more firmly into the hot little kiss they were having. His sucking felt amazing, sliding her tongue against his, slowly pulling back with pants of her own, staring up into his big green eyes with her own deep, warm browns. She smiled genuinely when he inquired if she was pleased.

Letting out a soft sigh when he drew her into a tight comforting hug, she wrapped her own arms around him and squeezed back gently. When he mentioned a bath and making her happy, Tara felt her cheeks flushing. Perking up when he leaned in to whisper, her eyes widened slightly she pulled back to give him the brightest smile and pushed into another kiss, this time more sweet and short. "Rook~ I'm so happy!" She let out with a giggle, snuggling up to him for a moment..

Tara pulled back, "Have you ever seen the forest? We should go exploring! I want to show you everything, I'm sure you'll find it beautiful like I do..Hm, lets have a bath afterwards, no sense getting dirty again right after one in the forest!" She told him, hopping off the bed with excitement. It would seem his little whisper had made the princess quite happy. She'd always wanted a close friend, a true friend. Someone who's always there for her, listens and cherishes her..But.. It takes a while to make such friends, her and Rook were already very close. She woke up to him and fell asleep beside him, each day they shared a kiss. "Hm..Rook, whats your favorite color?" She inquired looking through her dresses, peering back to him shyly, she began to pull her nighgown up over her head, giving him a brief view of her perk, round breasts, flat stomach and curvy hips, holding the nightgown against her chest as blush formed softly.

(Sorry about the wait.. ;_;'' I promise to be more.. Well, around! XD)
 
Rook felt secure as he savored the sensation of Tara hugging him back, and that she seemed to relax in his arms. He had never held or been held like this before, and though he couldn't have concieved of it earlier, such simple things made him feel better than any mistress he'd ever had before in his life. He didn't know why it made him feel so good to just cuddle like this, not even in a sexual manner, but it did. He looked up to his Mistress after he had whispered to her...and was rewarded by for a breif moment seeing something in her he hadn't seen yet; true energy and excitement.

He looked enraptured as she said how happy she was, making his heart soar, right before she quickly leaned in and, of her own volition, gave him a fast, deep kiss. Rook almost purred in pleasure, before she hopped up off of him and the bed, speaking quicker than he had heard her speak yet. "I have passed through a forest before, yes." He answered her question, though he didn't mention it was only when he was being transported from place to place in a wagon-cage. 'Exploring' a forest sounded....strange. New. But then again, he was used to his mistresses introducing him to new things. Rook wondered what this would be like.

Rok sat up on the bed and swung his legs over the side so that he sat on the edge as he watched Tara skip over to her wardrobe closet as she asked him what his favorite color was, while she disrobed and gave Rook a momentary view of her young, unspoiled body like she did yesterday, before she covered herself with the nightgown again. Rook shamelessly looked straight at her, appreciating the curves of her body and the tone of her skin. He also tilted his head, wondering why she was asking that, but he supposed it was like all those other questions Tara asked him yesterday. Thinking for a moment, one color did come to mind; a color his previous mistresses used often, one meant to evoke strong emotions of passion, especially when in the throes of sex. "Red is my favorite color, Mistress Tara." Rook answered, not realizing that she was probably asking him so she could choose a dress to match his answer.
 
She rummaged through her clothing, finding a red dress that hit just above her knees, she pulled it over, it had long sleeves with no shoulders, she drew a dark blue corset around her waist, tightening it and tying it, slipping on simple blue flats before twirling for him with a giggle, the shorter shift shifted about, almost showing her plump bottom and soft, virgin mound. Tara flushed in realization, running back to slip on a simple pair of white undergarments. Him watching her like that made the girl a bit nervous, not used to someone being so close.. But she liked it, Rook was very gentle and sweet with her, loyal and so nice.. She wanted to teach him things, to be his friend, some would say educating your slave is a bad idea. Tara thought it would a perfect one!

She walked over to him and took his hands pulling him up so they could leave, leaning up to give him a soft little kiss.. She was getting used to kissing him, now it was hard to stop. She smiled up to him shyly, blush forming on her cheeks, "Are you ready to go?" She took his hand, leading him towards the door. "I was thinking, we could even go for a dip in the lake, if you wanted to!" She asked with an excited grin.
 
Rook observed Tara quizzically as she rummaged through her closet, before picking out a...red dress. She had asked him what his favorite color was, and then modified herself to suit him...it was such a small gesture, but it meant so much to Rook, no mistress before had ever done anything like that for him. He was always the one who was supposed to change to suit his mistress, not the other way around. Why, he wasn't even supposed to have favorite things or wants, specifically for that reason. That Tara would actually consider his own thoughts and desires like this...it was something of a shock, or revelation to Rook, even with all the choices and leniency Tara had given him already.

He didn't outwardly display it, however, as Tara swirled around and nearly flashed him. Apparently she hadn't intended to do that, as she quickly donned some undergarments, then came running back to him, coaxing him to his feet to which he readily complied, while she gave him another brief kiss. She really did seem to like that, and Rook smiled, knowing that she was happy. "I am always ready to go anywhere you want to go, Mistress Tara." He replied to her, adding on a "Whatever Mistress Tara desires to do today." at the comment about the lake. Unfortunately for him, the poor sheltered anthro wolf did not actually know what a lake really was; he had never seen one in his life and only knew that it was full of water, which in his mind made it synonymous with the little ponds he's seen on some Mistress' estates, except wild.

The large, furry male followed Tara to the door as she led him, and as they left, he got down on his hands and knees to crawl like he did in public yesterday, as he held out his leash with an innocent expression for Tara to take.
 
Tara looked a bit surprised when he got down on his hands and knees, handing her the leash to his collar, she took it hestiantly. Was it wrong to feel bad doing this? He was her pet, but, she wanted him to feel happy, equal. He could talk and feel just like her, the only difference was his appearence.. She gave him a warm, reassuring look as they made there way down the halls, past many servants to greeted her, one even stopped to pet Rook and Tara couldn't help but smile...He was a very handsome, cute pet afterall. After passing the guards at the front gate she took a path off the the side that was soon covered from sight by large, beautiful trees. She leaned down, petting the side of Rook's face, "Only inside the palace halls do you have to do that, I'm sorry the world isn't all that fair is it?" She said, almost to herself as well. Coaxing him to stand up by pulling his arms, she took her pet by his furry, strong hand and lead him deeper into the forest.

It was beautiful, the trees thick thrunks and sprawling leafs, falling down across the trail, a soft light of morning filling everything with bright, soft light. Swaying between the gapes of the leafs against the forest ground. A gentle breeze shaking the branches back and forth, causing more pretty leafs and small pink flowers to fall against the small trail. "I want to take you outside a lot, I love exploring!" She told him with a big grin, wrapping her arm around his happily, humming gently as they continued.

Soon a body of water could be seen, twinking in the sunlight, it was surrounded by trees, flowers growing at the edges of the lake, lilly pads floating in the water, a large willow tree just in the corner, arched almost tormentedly over the water, it's low branches hanging over the water, she lead him below the willow tree, sitting down in a lush patch of green, looking over the rippling lake in the morning light. "Isn't it beautiful Rook?" She asked with a hopeful smile to him, "This is my favorite place.. I always come here to think.. Either that or nap." She told him, he didn't know but she'd never really brought anyone here with her.. She lacked close friends or any romantic interest in the castle.. She considered him a friend, he pet.. She hoped he would one day too, despite his entitlement to be a good pet, she wanted him to actually like her.. To enjoy her company... Not just obey his mistress.. "Hey Rook.. Do you like me?" She asked with a curious tilt of her head, such innocent big blue eyes staring up to him, patting beside her for him to sit.
 
Even as he held out his leash for Tara to take, she seemed hesitant about it. Rook was almost worried for a moment, though he didn't know why, but then Tara took his leash and led him around the castle. He crawled along beside her, moving quickly enough to keep pace from years of practice. He noticed that a lot more palace-goers seemed to be greeting Tara than yesterday--and then, at one point, one person actually came up and reached out with his hand to pet him. His Mistress Tara didn't seem to intervene, so Rook sat like a dog and happily wagged his tail as his head was patted; his tail thumped rhythmically against the ground. After that, Tara led him fully outside of the palace, beyond the gates, and off onto the side-path. Inside, Rook felt some apprehension. He had always been an 'indoor pet' and had very rarely been taken outside before. It was a new experience with him.

With only slight confusion, Rook wordlessly complied with Tara as she tugged on his hand to pull him to his feet, where he stood much taller than she did. He didn't really have much of a concept of 'fair' beyond it simply being whatever was appropriate to his station, but he nodded to her anyway as she told him that she didn't want him crawling when outside of the palace. He then followed her as she took his hand--not his leash, he noticed--and led him on the path into the forest.

And as they walked, the most obvious thing Tara could see on Rook was wonder. His eyes were wide and inquisitive as he turned his head every which way as they walked--looking at all the different plants, the songbirds in the trees, the rodents scurrying through the bushes, the insects milling about their labors. His eyes darted about with mouth slightly open as he tried to absorb everything he was seeing. As unbelievable as it might seem to Tara, these all were clearly new experiences for him--it seemed he had never so much as walked through a forest before.

Finally, the trees thinned out, and the two stepped out onto a grassy hill overlooking a shore of the lake--and at that point, when Tara let go of his hand, Rook stopped dead and froze. He stared out over the lake, his eyes the widest yet as his jaw hung agape in stunned awe. Even his normally swishing tail was still, and his ears flattened back against his head. After a long while of staring, he quietly whispered out "It's...so big...Mistress Tara, it's so big!"

He shook his head and tried to refocus when he heard Tara's voice reach his ears again, and he saw her sitting down and patting the grass beside her. Understanding, Rook moved over and sat next to her, though he kept looking over the lake as he walked. Her question then registered to him, and he turned his head towards her to look her in the eyes. It was an odd question to him, and his head tilted as he considered. Like...similar to what color he likes? He thought harder. Some mistresses didn't discipline as much as others, this was expected, and he was supposed to think of it in terms of how much the mistress actually cared about him. He was always, always told, over and over, that a mistress disciplines because they care about their pet and want them to serve better, so the pet may deserve treats. For years he had been told that, to the point where he not only anticipated discipline and punishment for bad behavior, but even came to enjoy some of it. Whenever he felt the sting of discipline, it told him that his mistress cared, the only thing Rook desired. Tara had not disciplined him once yet...and while he was afraid of it for being so unusual, he found he did kind of like it. Tara was different, she never raised her hand against him, and even gave him pleasure freely. Everything Rook had ever learned told him that meant she didn't really care about him...but that wasn't how she acted. Rook smiled and leaned his head in to nuzzle Tara's shoulder. "Yes, I think I like you, Mistress Tara...you're not like other mistresses, you haven't disciplined me once...it is scary, but...it feels nice." As he spoke, Rook shifted his body and laid out over the grass beside Tara as his head trailed down to rest in her lap, and his eyes rise up to his brows to look up at her from there, though they then distractedly looked off to the side over the big, big lake once more.
 
She clearly noticed the baffled, flabbergasted look on his face as they delved deeper into the beautiful backyard of the palace, it was huge, expansive but still considered royal property until it crossed into the next region. Her mother, the current ruler owned everything including the beautiful lake they stood before. The brunette was so happy to show him something so beautiful, so wonderous and to someone who'd never see it, a lake must be ten times more special.

Looking at him, the big tall powerful wolf enchanted like an excited child, his tail had even stopped wagging at the sight.. It made Tara realize she wanted to show him so much more then the simple pleasures of the forest. She wanted to teach him to read and write, to give him a nice warm home, keep him happy, make Rook tell her what he wanted for a change. She wanted to spoil him rotten. "Yeah! We can go for a swim if you want!" She added with outstretched, expressive arms.

Watching him after her question, she wondered.. What was Rook's life like before he became her pet?What did those other mistresses do to him to make him so compliant and frightened.. Contempating that only made her want to make Rook even more happy, he was so sweet, he didn't deserve any hardships that were pushed his way.


Hearing that from him made her simple, chestnut brown eyes twinking up to him. Despite the short time Tara found herself loving the idea of having Rook around, he made her feel so safe, warm and excited, she had someone to talk to, to be close with. Watching him lower to rest his head on her lap, she pet the side of his head affectionately, rubbing along his perk wolf ears. She said softly, "I know I like you Rook, don't ever feel scared. You're the best present I've ever gotten."

She leaned back against the willow tree they were resting under, feeling the breeze on her face and absentmindedly petting at his pretty dark fur between her finger tips, scratching and petting at his shoulder and arm. "Hey, how would you like to see more things? I'd be happy to show you the gardenand there mazes, art and literature.. I want to show you lots of things.. I want to teach you things too.. I don't know what being a good mistress is really.. But I know I want to make you happy!" She sighed out softly, "So.. How about that swim?" She asked playfully.
 
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