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"Good...Bit hard to keep from ejactulating with you hitting that golden spot." He commented as his paw grabbed Brittany's thigh to keep Warren from shoving him forward. Though it didn't take long after he drove his tongue right back into Brittany with him groaning having his semen spraying the loose hay under him. His hips jerked to Warren's thrusts having his semen spraying out in waves making a large mess under him.

"Oh come on...I lasted longer that that on him." Brittany teased as when she and Warren were mounted she was hit orgasm after orgasm over his manhood and had him ejactulate over her face and breasts. Though she winced as Jaido pressed his large claws into her thigh with him hitting her g-spot making her cum over his large flat tongue. Brittany arched her back with her body spasming.
 
"Which spot?" Warren asked with a pant as he felt some of the cum spray over his arms. "Here?" He rocked in, moving his legs half a foot forward, now with two-thirds of his length inside, the base growing thicker the further in he went. "If I find it, just scream into Brittany's cunt." He looked up at the shaking Brittany, watching her open mouth curling back and her breasts thrust out and quivering.
 
He couldn't say anything as he was still panting from his own release. Though when he pushed further he nodded to Warren but managed a cry into Brittany's cunt with her easing down on the bale of hay. Brittany rocked her hips easing down from her intense orgasm that she pulled away from Jaido, curling up with her feeling weak. Jaido reached down wiping his semen from Warren's arms.
 
After a bit more time Warren decided to end it, releasing himself inside Jaido, then collapsing onto him. After thinking of that to be a bad idea, strong cat or not, he withdrew, allowing his seed to spill over the floor. "Woo. Well, probably should clean that up before someone looks around here. Blame it on rats?" He didn't seem to care much for the suggestion himself, squeezing his cock like a tube of toothpaste, trying to remove as much of the oil and semen that he could. He laid town, considering whether to suggest sleeping there for the night or heading back to their beds after washing up.
 
Jaido groaned feeling the large bull releasing inside him. With Warren finishing his rump ached but he managed to help Brittany to her feet and unlocked the door. "We should...Clean this up." He said as he swatted Brittany's rump making her take off with her dress slipping over her head. With stiff movements he moved gathering the wet hay and tossing it in the barrel. Though he looked down at the slightly worn Warren. "Something tells me you needed that." He said as he leaned against the pitch fork.
 
"About as much as you did." Warren said, using a handful of straw to clean himself a bit more. He approached Jaido with a cock to his grin, then took the pitchfork beside him and did his own bit to clean up. "Considering the rumors you hadn't been taking advantage of the ladies here who wouldn't even look at certain, more ornantely attired individuals of your stripe." He spat the tobacco from much earlier into the barrel with the hay, then poured in some grease and a bit of water from a bucket someone left behind from an old leak, giving the hay a fairly filthy look to it.
 
Jaido looked as he heard differently. "What are you talking about?" He asked as he cleaned himself up then took the sheet folding it up knowing it needed to be cleaned. Once he was dressed he looked to Warren wondering what he was up to on telling him not taking advantage over women who wouldn't look at hiim. "What makes you think those women wouldn't look at me like they look at you and the others?"
 
Warren in turn also got a bit of confusion. "What others?" The bull collected the various paraphelia meant for contraception, then collected the lantern, the walls flickering golden specks as it moved from hangin above to being carried to the silvery light pouring in from outside. "I was saying that no one has mentioned getting any from you in the months since you were here, despite how many volunteers you would get if you made your interest known." He tipped his head to signal for Jaido to leave the shed, which he locked afterwards. "Are they not your type?"
 
Jaido understood what he was talking about. With him leaving with the sheet in his hands he fell silent on the topic of him not making his interest known to others. "I heard women commenting they'd like to test ride you but they never spoken to me." he said as if trying to turn the conversation from him showing interest in other women.
 
Warren didn't exactly take the hint, but he had had a tiring day and was going to need to wake up even earlier than usual to wash the scent off of himself. "They may just be joking amongst themselves, then." He brought Jaido back to the kitchen after a few minutes travel, then signalled to the laundry area. "I don't think anything landed on the sheets so you can put them in there." Going to the counter he grabbed an artichoke and munched on it after putting away some of the tools he had brought, though keeping the oil bottle to hide and clean later. "I'm going to head off to sleep. See you in the morning." He headed to the door outside, then waited to see if Jaido had anything he wanted to say.
 
Jaido left it as that as he walked off from Warren to get his scent and the cat's scent off.
He scrubbed over a tub then tossed the water out though went off to bed.

When morning came Jaido was the last to wake up as Lillian stood at the mare's pen petting the white foal. Lillian smiled at the spunky little one as he trotted off to feed from his mother. Silently she walked to the stables getting one of the barn cats to get her mare from the pasture to be saddled up. The tom cat bowed his head and walked off leaving Lillian there by herself looking at the prized horses.
 
"Olives?" "Yes, olives!" All the the talk in the kitchens and loading area was about one thing. The things found pickled in some kegs of wine that had turned to vinegar due to mistorage. "Got them cheap or pay all before checking?" "I have no idea, though there was already stuff in the barrels, so maybe they broke on the way over?" All about people were getting the cookbooks, trying to see what they could jam into the barrels or add to jars with the vinegar so that they would have treats set aside during the colder months. "Boiled ostrich egg?" "Don't be disgusting!" The old hen smacked the faceless person who had suggested it as those with time off sipped at the barrel to see what faces they made at each other.
 
Lillian had heard the hens clucking about something and just had to get out. Her long white hair was fanned out over her shoulders with the tomcat helping her up in the saddle.

"Where are you heading Miss?" He asked politely as he handed her the reigns.

"Town." She said in short sigh with her turning her mare around. "Just need to get out for abit." She said weakly but the tom cat asked how come she was going alone. All he got was a look that told him he hit a sore subject. With him falling silent she rode off at a sudden gallop disappearing down the stripe of land where trees overlapped heading for town.
 
Warren arrived back in the kitchen after several hours early in the morning to get all the first chores for the animals done. After a nap, ended by a light drizzle, he headed to the kitchen to wrangle up those who would be needed incase a storm came. "Alright, where is Ol'man? Heard if his leg has been acting up or- Wait, are those pickled onions?" As Warren watched the bustling goats and hens gathering walnuts and garlic he got his backside moistened from the wind moving sideways. "Not yet, need to let them marinate for a few days." The billy goat rolled his eyes as he snuck some acorns from a jar from the previous year, then claimed to the hog in charge that he found another empty jar.

OOC: Which area? The nearby small town which came to the birthday or to the larger area of Winchester?
 
OOC: Winchester. I was thinking the upcoming festival would be a masked one. Like Halloween or a masked ball sort of thing.

Lillian didn't reach Winchester in time as she was caught in the storm but once she took refudge under a large willow tree a carriage came up and her ears perked.

"My Lady? Do you need assitance?" A male voice called out as it was a Spainard Jaguar. He wasn't related to the one Samson knew but this one had a thick accent that nearly made her heart melt.

"Uh..." she couldn't say anything as the darken male walked over gathered her up then ran to his carriage. He slipped in with her and wrapped her up in a blanket. He ordered her horse to be grabbed and head to Winchester. The ride was silent but after awhile he got her to talk as they exchanged information about eachother though she learned he was there for trade mostly. Though he dropped her off at the shops as he took her horse off to the stables to take shelter until the storm passed. Lillian stood there soaking wet grateful there were chivalry still in this world.

Back at the estate Jaido was up and moving stiffly and he just remarked a horse kicked him. Once reaching the kitchen he grabbed an apple noticing Warren's ass was wet. "Storming bad outside?" He asked as Brittany went on with her chores.
 
Drip. Drip. Drip. Drip. Drip. Drip. Drip. Drip. "FIX IT!" Rats moved about as the cat who acted as that shift's foreman was trying to keep himself from getting dripped on. He had managed to get away without licking himself for the last two months and he wasn't going to start now. Maybe if he lost his job and needed a quick meal. "Hi ha, hi ha!" The rats sang together as they hoisted canvas up to the rafters, attempting to reaim the leak so that it would go into water tanks instead of onto the rust prone instruments. Similar things were happening around the growing city, with everyone trying to make sure that both their possessions and livelihoods were safe from the water. Still, while it would no doubt be muddy tomorrow, at least the dust and smog would have been washed away by the downpour. Oh, and Samson stayed inside, still not liking storms.

"Pretty bad." One stag confirmed, entering with laundry and a line tangled in his prongs, maids with baskets of clothes following behind him, shoving their way in. Warren looked over as a jackalope moved aside some baskets of crabapples that had been saved since the previous harvest for replanting, before speaking himself. "Seems a bit harsh, but so long as they got some of their planting out of the way it won't be a disaster. Have you seen any idle hands? Strong fellows for herding."
 
Lillian walked the streets under the lip of the roofs but managed to get to the distillery. one roster looked up at the soaking wet tigeress and laughed. "Why is a pretty young lady caught in the rain?" He asked as he walked over taking her hand guiding her to the stove to help her warm up. "Lady....Lillian of the Estelle estate?" He asked as he noticed some of his workers perking up as they finally got a look at he wife of the man they caught getting screwed by another male. Some whistled softly which made Lillian smile weakly.

"I am but I came here in hopes of buying a few barrels of wine. You see I placed a Servant in charge on forming a festival out at the Estate. It seems some of the wine we had wasn't stored correctly since things are adjusting." She didn't want to give away that most of the servants were slacking since Samson left and they weren't listening to her, only one was and it was Jaido. That sort of crushed her that things were getting out of hand.

"I see...Well we'll send a few barrels of our best." He said to her as he leaned down kissing the back of her hand. He stood up seeing the rain was subsiding and she took off without another word. "I can't see why he'd cheat on that one..." he said directly to Samson as he turned to look over at him.

Jaido shrugged. "I could give you a hand. Its better than you working alone in this weather."
 
"What was the order for?" Samson asked, a fair bit away, checking out that the papers in the side office were all dried, torn between his desire to get back to his lodgings and to not go outside. "Back to work," he grumbled lightly to one of the many cockroach workers. "Just because the smokestack is down doesn'-" He wondered about something for a moment. "Ey, Harold, they move the coal out of the chimney yet?" The curses coming from the furnaces suggested he was on it. Getting back to the business with the order. "Repeat that?" He got it repeated to him, though not the person ordering it, then looked over at their products. "Why would they order wine from us?"

"I won't be." Warren assured, conscripting two sheepdogs-in-training. "Make sure you stay as dry as you can, or you'll catch pneumonia." Probably drier in India.
 
"She said they were planning a festival in the fall. Maybe celebrating her husband is gone and going on with her life." He said as he pointed to two barrels of the common and two barrels of their white wine. "Don't know why she came here....Mark it to be deliveried to The Estelle Estate." He said thenn walked off.

Lillian went off to do her own shopping but the male Jaguar she met earlier managed to catch up with her and escorted her around. Blushing with him poking fun at her but she asked him if he had anywhere to stay in which he did, his vacation home. Smiling as he moved her along with the bags and boxes being sent to her home and she slipped into his carriage with her horse in tow.

Jaido nodded and headed outside but stopped looking around. "Has anyone seen Lilly?" He slipped on calling her by his nickname for her but some of the hens looked at him wondering why he called their mistress that but none said anything to him and just turned their backs on him.
 
Samson was not too proud to deny that he had gaped. "Where di- When-" They didn't make wine! "Hey, Peon 47. Any idea where those came from?" The roach shook itself in a manner that he would take as either being a negative or the bug was having heart pains. "Ehhh, probably just some prank." He marked off the delivery, planning to send it back with the next delivery of bottles to the area.

Warren paid him no heed, hurrying to get the orders out to bring in panicprone animals and to make sure every piglet, sheep, and horse was accounted for.
 
Jaido caught on quick don't ask or mention about the Mistress. With him helping out he noticed her horse was gone but while he was out he looked up seeing the mare being walked in by a strange creature.

Inside Brittany and Trisha watched as the male Jaguar bowed his head over Lillian's hand and wished her good evening then was gone. Lillian went on to the studies looking over papers seeing any order she put in for this festival was denied. "What is going on?" She asked wondering what was going on was there someone here destroying what she was trying to form? Sighing as she got up and went to her room and stripped out of her wet clothes and got into dry clothes. She was left out of the loop logn enough and she was pissed.
 
"Where is the Mistress, anyways?" Warren asked Jaido, back mostly turned to him as he helped move some chickens out of the way which had flown inside, as with a fair deal of other birds, cawing, swooping about, and generally creating unease for the animals. "Get that saddle rack out of the way, would you?" One of the barncats who had been helping him clean them the day before got to it, trying to move the heavy stand out of the way. The work went on until Warren decided to pass the reins off, so to speak, and get back to the other animals. He then noticed the new person. "Traveler? Give your horse to anyone and they'll deal with it."
 
"Um this is Lady Lillian's horse." He said as he handed the black mare off to one of the barn cats. "My Master saw her caught in the storm and escorted her around in Winschester. He's inside with her right now."

Jaido stood there in shock. "You didn't know?" He asked the other servants in ear shot as all shrugged as if not caring. Though one spoke up saying she was up early since the hens were yelling about old wine. He looked over at Warren as he can feel tension hitting the air quickly. "I'm going back to the house. Trouble is going to hit and it won't be pretty." He said as he warned Warren if someone was trying to destroy what Lillian was creating then someone was going to pay. Jaido slipped thruogh the back door seeing shaking hens walking back in but he slipped further to see Lillian sitting with a Black Jaguar over tea.
 
Samson gave the tiger an odd look before heading back out to get work down. He was a cheesemaker, not a bodyguard. There were shears and shovels to store, chimneys to cover, fences to lock, cellars to drain... And of course the cheese. As he went about his work the barncats took in the appearance of the newcomer and the kitchen staff was gossiping. Again. But now with something new to gossip about. They thought that it would take weeks for the vinegar story to get stale, but now they had an overgrown black cat to throw into the mix! Unlucky. Unclean. Probably had fleas with it's saucy accent. One of the servants moved away from the hidden panel for viewing the inside of the room, spreading the news of how the black cat had apparently left a while back when the Mistress was changing into dry clothes but had suddenly reappeared and was having tea. They of course listened in on the horn in the pantry.
 
Brittany and Trisha didn't take part in it as Jaido moved too where he saw his Mistress having tea. Lillian looked up beckoning him inisde. "Jaido, I need you to fill in Samson's job. Get everything moving in and out like its suppose to." She said to him but he nodded glaring at the Jaguar who smiled as Jaido left.

"My my...He's in love with you." The Spanish male teased but Lillian laughed softly as she sipped at her tea.

"That is his business." She said but the male shook his head as he took her paw into his own.

"My lady it goes both ways. Those who won't say anything or runs..Well, aren't worthy of your attention." He said with him leaning down to kiss the back of her paw but she pulled it free from him.

"I'm married, Senor Perro." She stated but he chuckled softly as if he knew something she didn't.

"What will the public say when the Mistress of the house is isolated from the others of her own status? Trying to be friends with servants who don't show her an ounce of respect? I may have been here for a short time but I can pick up on the stress. My Lady Lillian..." He said as he moved onto one knee with him putting her tea aside with him gathering her paws into his own. "Allow me to visit you...Here. I am having a small ball at my little home and I'd like to be your escort within my own home. There you will meet nobles from all over these lands and make connections. Like your husband should have been doing in the first place." He said as he stood up pulling Lillian to her feet but pulled her close to his chest. "Allow me to open this one door for you then what you do is up to you." He said softly as he moved his paw across her cheek.

Lillian could have melted in his hands as she hadn't felt like this in months or close to a year since Samson was in her room. Smiling as she reached up taking his paw into her own. "Thank you. Send me an annoucement when the next dinner will be so I can take up on your offer." She said softly as the Jaguar nodded to her and bid his farewell. With him walking out once more she stood there watching the door but her left hand was over her chest to shield her racing heart.
 
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