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Performance Review

© Cederwyn Whitefurr

26thMarch, 2023

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A series of knocks come from the door, making Greymane growl quietly, before he took Elwood's chin in his left paw, gazing sternly into the Stag's eyes.

"I need this to go perfectly, you hear me? None of your mischievous behaviour!"

Elwood's eyes adopted that innocent, fawn-like look, before he smirked and his supple tongue licked Greymane's nose.

"Why do I put up with you?" Greymane sighed, then shook his head. "Go answer the door..."

His hips swaying in time as he walked, his booted cloven hooves making muffled noises in the thick carpet, Elwood smoothed down the maid outfit he wore, took a deep breath and put on his innocent face, a gloved paw gripping the door handle. He turned it, then stepped backwards, folding his paws cross-ways across the front of the frilled skirt.

As the door opened, Elwood's eyes widened perceptibly, his muzzle falling open and ears going backwards, as he stared at the equine mountain that almost filled the doorway. He was dressed in a formal, three piece business suit and dark tie, that complemented the natural ebb and flow of his stripes.

"I'm Mr. Grevy's..." Come a deep voice, the Zebra holding out a paw.

"Mister...Grevy's?" Elwood squeaked, eyes widening even further. "Oh, sir! Forgive my manners, I'm Elwood, Mr. Greymane's assistant, please - come in! Master...I mean, Mr. Greymane said we were expecting a visitor. May I take your coat, sir? Would you like some Chardonhay? Or..."

Elwood moaned, as Greymane stepped behind him, then gripped him by the nape, making the stammering deer's knees quiver.

"That will do," Greymane spoke quietly. "Go make some drinks -"

"Uh..." His composure broken, Grevy's tilted sideways, watching the effeminate stag walk off, his teardrop like tail flagging from side to side.

"Welcome, please! Come in..." Greymane chuckled, seeing the Zebra's expression, then swiftly turning businesslike and professional.

"Mr. Greymane - is...sir, this is most..." Grevy commented, giving the wolf a quick once over. "Sir, are you _meant_to be naked?"

"Hey!" Greymane laughed good naturedly. "Nature gave us fur, so, at least, in my own home, well, may as well be as relaxed as possible, right?"

With a tremble, the Zebra smiled nervously, then loosened his own tie and undone the first two buttons of his shirt.

"You're right, human morality and all that... Now, I'm here to conduct your...uh..."

His composure broken, Grevy's tilted sideways, watching the effeminate stag walk off, his teardrop like tail flicking to the opposing side of the leg stepping forward giving the slightest glimpse of what lay beneath the plaited skit.

"Your annual annual performance review, yes, I know. _Human_resources sent you the email a few days ago... Human Resources...really? Can they not think of a more..."

Elwood returned, carrying a platter with two glasses on it. Crouching down, he set one before Mr. Grevy's, then turned about and as he moved to place the second, his tail flicked upwards, lifting the pleated skirt.

Elwood's smirk spread across his furred lips, before he caught the subtle paw-signal from his master, then he rolled his eyes and stood back up. Clutching the platter before his groin, Elwood stepped back six paces and stood quietly and attentively.

"Your..." Pausing, the Zebra reached down and picked up his glass, his hooflets clattering against the crystal.

Lifting it, he raised it to his broad nostrils, then inhaled the scent.

"I really shouldn't, legally and technically, I'm working and..."

Raising his own glass, Greymane grinned, then clinked glasses. "Call it a working lunch...in your report."

As Grevy's tilted his glass to take a drink, suddenly, he involuntarily twitched and half a glass of wine splashed down his chest and soaked into his pants.

"Oh for the love of..." Grevy's snarled, then plucked at the wet shirt.

Immediately, Elwood stepped forwards and with care, plucked the glass from the Zebra's paw and set it aside. Seemingly by magic, Elwood produced a soft cloth, and he began gently dabbing at the shirt.

"Oops - " Greymane muttered. "Hey, its alright, I got laundering facility here, it'll be good as new - Elwood here? He's really good at getting the stains out..."

One of Grevy's ears twitched, then he laughed nervously, before he sighed and tugged the tie off from around his neck. Standing up, he pulled the wet shirt away from his skin and unbuttoned it. As he started to struggle, the wine splattered shirt clinging to him, Elwood stepped closer and slipped his gloved paws between shirt and strong, muscular shoulders.

"Oh..." Elwood whispered, a smirk brushing his lips. "So..."

Elwood froze, as he felt his teardrop like tail gripped firmly - but not painfully.

"Behave..." Come his masters low growl behind him.

With a low whimper, Elwood huffed and helped Grevy's to shed his wet shirt. Placing it over one arm, Elwood stood impassive, almost like a statue, feeling Greymane's grip tightening on his nub tail.

"Well, as you said..." Grevy's nickered in a nervous laugh. "Nature gave us fur, so..."

He unbuckled his trousers, then his dark paws slipped either side of his waistband and pushed them down.

"Oh, please sir, let me help..." Elwood yelped, dropping to his knees and assisting eagerly.

"Uh..." Grevy's gasped in surprise, ears going flat and eyes wide.

Greymane shuddered and tensed, as Elwood's smirk spread from one ear to the other, as he eagerly curled his gloved fingers around the waistband and began sliding the wet trousers down. As Grevy quivered, Elwood pushed them down, before his eyes widened comically and his muzzle fell open, ears instantly dropping like a felled redwood.

His eyes were fixated on the large, black leathery sheath - which at the tip bulged the hinting tease of what said sheath hid within it.

Swallowing a fist-sized lump in his furred throat, Elwood stared - he couldn't help it. His breathing grew ragged and panting, his fine whiskers twitching. As the stag's warm breath trickled over the zebra stallions sheath - almost like a snake charmers trick - the dark penile length began to grow.

"Oh...no, no, no..." Grevy's moaned, gripping the edge of the seat on which he sat. "No, not..."

Elwood swallowed again, then rolled his eyes up beseechingly at his master, who at first, stared horrified and confused, before he grinned lopsidedly.

"I trust..." Greymane's voice was quiet, almost conspiratory in how low it was. "If my... servant... takes care of a rather circumstantial problem... it won't affect my review?"

Quivering, the Zebra swallowed and looked like what he really was - his eyes were wide, ears at forty-five degree angles, the carotid and jugular artery in his throat pounding beneath the stripes.

"Master!" Elwood squeaked. "I...Umm... he's a...a..."

Elwood trembled like a fawn caught out alone in a thunderstorm, watching as the equine penis continued to lengthen. Timidly, Elwood wrapped both gloved paws around it, one down low - the other a good six or seven inches above the other one.

"Take..." Grevy's rasped. "Feel..."

"Master?" Elwood asked, looking sideways at the wolf, who frowned then nodded.

Quickly, Greymane took one of Elwood's paws, slipping the tight fitting glove off, then the other. Elwood resumed his gentle grip, his fingers splaying out - and he whimpered as his fingers barely touched the palm.

"Better...you're a...a..." His voice catching, Grevy's trembled, a dribble of pre-ejaculate oozing from the penile head and sliding down the firm, extensive shaft.

"Master..." Elwood bleated, quivering.

"You know your place Elwood, now, be a good girl, clean up..."

Elwood's smirk vanished in a heartbeat, as he tilted his head from side to side, then slipping his fingers off and splaying them out - seeing the sticky pre fluid looking like a spiders web across his furred fingers.

With a deep breath, Elwood closed his eyes, then lowered his head. His tongue flickered and lapped at the sheath, inhaling the scent and taste of the zebra which sent Elwood's mind reeling - and with a braying grunt, Grevy's nearly come there and then.

"Talented, isn't she?" Greymane snickered, as he sat on the opposing couch, idly caressing his own sheath.

Grevy's nickered and squirmed, his aching scrotum tightening as Elwood timidly licked his way upwards. His remarkably soft tongue twirled, twisted and lips worked the stallion to the very edge - before Elwood flicked an ear and paused.

"Don't...stop - " Grevy's shuddered.

Elwood grinned, as he wiggled his hips and pushed his panties down, stepping out of them. He looked at the Stallion's length, then swallowed nervously, before taking a small pump bottle from the pouch on his maid apron. Giving it a dozen good squirts, Elwood rubbed his paws together, then moulded them around the stallions girthy length.

Greymane's eyebrow raised, as he grinned - the tip of his own penis splitting the tip of his sheath and beginning to poke out.

Clever girl, using that specific lube - numbing agent plus extra slick...

Hooflets gouging the chair, Grevy's squirmed and his brush of a tail behind him, slashed violently back and forth. Elwood snickered, adding more of the sticky lube, before he stood and wiped his paws clean.

"Such...a...teasing..." Grevy's wheezed, his head tilted back against the chair headrest.

"Oh, sir, I'm not done...yet..." Elwood snickered.

Straddling the stallion, Elwood awkwardly held Grevy's penis, just below the head, as he crouched over it. His cloven hooves either side of Grevy's thighs, Elwood carefully began kneeling - until he was certain he'd gotten the right angle.

"You can't..." Grevy's rasped, his head feeling like it was made from lead, as he lifted it up and stared into Elwood's wide, expressionate eyes.

Gently, Elwood rocked for a moment, then the stallion's muzzle fell open and Elwood gasped, before tilting his head back and panting heavily - as the first few inches mounted him.

"So...much..." Elwood's eyes squeezed closed, his paws on the stallions shoulders.

"We're...not - " Grevy's own voice was almost indecipherable. "Small..."

Greymane watched, starting to masturbate himself, as Elwood squirmed and another few inches of stallion penis vanished inside the moaning deer.

"Easy there girl..." Greymane's grunted. "You're not..."

Elwood's left eye opened, as he turned his head and glanced back at his master, before he poked his tongue out in a cheeky grin, the edges of his lips curling up.

"I've never...a buck..." Grevy's moaned, his paws under Elwood's thighs, helping support the buck.

As Greymane grunted and pleasured himself, Elwood tilted his head down and licked the black, crinkled nose of the zebra stallion, before he wriggled his hips and bleated as the medial ring slipped inside him.

"Urgh..." Elwood wheezed. "I..."

With a weak nicker of laughter, Grevy's gripped Elwood's thighs hard, holding him there.

"I'm...surprised..."

Elwood panted and squirmed - his tail flagging wildly, the _thing_within him - it felt like someone had literally shoved a fist and forearm up inside him. Thankfully, the lube numbed the worst of it - and eased the movements, as Elwood began a slow, methodical rocking. An inch, then another inch - would slide from within him - before easing its way back inside.

Indecipherable moans and equine noises come from Grevy's as his mind was incapable of processing the sensations and emotions that consumed him.

"Mmm...aster..." Elwood squeaked, gripping the Stallions shoulders tight and pushing himself up, only to slip back down again.

"Good doe, good..." Grevy's gurgled, his whole body quivering.

"Mas..." Elwood's eyes snapped open...

Grevy's gripped him tight, then shuddered as his explosive release erupted deep inside Elwood's body. Elwood squealed, he couldn't help it - it was like someone had shoved a fire hose of flesh up inside him - then turned it on. Pulse after pulse of hot, sticky zebra semen spurted - seemingly gallons - no - a river - a...

Elwood bit his lower lip, paws clenching tight, as he struggled to comprehend - or even contain - the tsunami of hot stallion spunk. He clenched his sphincter, yet for all his efforts, Grevy's bit down on Elwood's shoulder as his orgasm obliterated any sentient thoughts from his head.

Squealing, Elwood arched his back inwards, striving desperately to control himself. He'd never experienced _anything_like this - and his mind reeled and sensations, pleasure and pain, indivisible, seared through overstimulated synapses.

"Urgh...oh my..." Grevy's wheezed, when he could finally regain his breath. "One... Elwood? No, don't... "

Elwood twitched, he couldn't help it, breaking the seal between the stallions flared head and his own anal passage. With a gasp, Elwood pushed himself up, then a massive flood of hot, sticky semen gushed from within him. It splattered over Grevy's shaft, his testicles and splashed off the chair and splatttered on the rug.

"...dismount..." Grevy's sighed.

Elwood wheezed and went limp in the stallions arms, his tongue lolling and eyes closed.

"I...oh dear..." Grevy's murmured, feeling the sticky fluids soak through fur and chair fabric.

"I always...wondered - " Greymane sniggered. "I mean, I've heard... you know - stories..."

"Elwood... Elwood?" Grevy's shuddered, his penis slapping wetly on the chair, dribbling the last of its foal-cream onto the large puddle beneath it.

Taking Elwood's left arm, Grevy's lifted it, then flopped it back and forth like he was a plush toy.

"I, um..." Grevy's looked sheepish, as a weak smile spread across his black, leathery lips. "I think I broke your maid..."

Gently, Grevy's awkwardly stood, holding the unconscious deer under the thighs, resting his limp body against his own.

"Shower's this way..." Greymane snickered. "Put him in the bath, I'll deal with him later, so...about that - um well, my performance review..."

Grevy's paused, one striped ear upright, the other horizontal, as he looked over his right shoulder at Greymane, who smiled innocently, eyebrows raised.

"I've still to see your performance, However, your maid here... well... she is getting a triple A plus rating..."

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