-Inteli-Pet Corporation - Made To Order - Chapter Three -
#3 of (Inteli-Pet Corporation) - Made To Order
Being a minature anthroporphic Mare is hard - having a lover who is a sentient feral - is harder - how do you help him, after he got -you- off, with his own release? You improvise...
Inteli-Pet Corporation
Made To Order
Chapter Two
© Cederwyn Whitefurr
5thApril, 2023
All Rights Reserved
At last, Angelica's body returned to a semblance of normality and Snickers stepped back off her, his length still hard and almost touching the ground.
"Urgh... "Angelica murmured, as she felt the stickiness beneath her, then wrinkled her lips back and stood up. "Oh my god... Snickers, I'm...honey, I'm so..."
He blinked, then nudged her gently with his nose. "Mistress? There is no need for you to apologise! My pleasure comes from pleasing you, and as I can see - and smell- I have done well..."
Angelica blushed, her ears flattening, before she looked between his legs, then up into his kind, compassionate eyes.
"What...about_that..._" Angelica moaned. "You poor thing, so pent up and..."
Peeling her sticky skirt off her thighs, she sighed and pushed it down then stepped out of it, leaning gently against Snicker's right shoulder. He watched her, then his ears pricked forwards as she blushed again and then the blouse joined it. Naked as the day she'd been foaled, she stood before him, placing her hands behind her head and looking up at him. He blinked once, taking in her golden coat, the sensitive nipples poking like two shy birds through the fur - her arousal evident in her labial folds winking and quivering.
"Snickers..." Angelica breathed out, then hung her head, a sheepish look on her muzzle. "I'd...like to help you..."
He frowned slightly, confused. "With what, mistress?"
Angelica walked to his side, then dropped to her knees and looked at the firm length of stallion hood, her eyes wide and muzzle open. He turned his head to the side, then down, looking curiously at her.
"I mean - " Angelica began, then swallowed and timidly reached up, both hands taking a light grip, one above the other. "I feel so terrible Snickers, your gift_to me was - amazing... I want to please _you- to make you feel what I felt, to ease your frustration..."
"Mistress? Pleasuring you, in turn, pleasures..." Snicker's voice suddenly cut off, as his eyes widened and he felt Angelica's tongue lick from the penile head down to the sheath - before sliding back the other way, underneath.
His legs locked, his ears forwards, as he ground his large, blunt teeth, the urges growing, yet his self control and conditioning holding him in perpetual longing. Pressure built and built, yet without the command, he knew he could not find his release.
Angelica licked and lipped up and back, then back to front, before she slightly pulled it down and to his surprise, she straddled his twitching, well muscled length.
"Mistress..." Snickers asked, looking upside down at her through his front legs.
Carefully, Angelica smiled and positioned herself just ahead of his medial ring, her fingers interlacing behind his penile head and squeezing lightly. Snickers snorted, his ache growing exponentially, feeling the hot labial folds parted and sucking hungrily at the dark skin of his penis.
"Guess this..." Angelica's weak panting beneath him made Snickers quiver. "Will have...to do for...now..."
Snickers whinnied, he couldn't help it, as Angelica's slick folds began to rub and stroke over his medial ring, causing his control to break and pre-ejaculate spurted about four feet from his penile head and splattered on the grass.
"Easy...boy - " Angelica grunted, rocking back and forth, her fingers working the penile head, her slick, hot folds squelching and squeezing back and forth. "Not...yet...please?"
"Mistress..." Snickers whickered, blowing through his nostrils and quivering.
His nostrils flared wide, his eyes even wider, as he felt Angelica riding him in this unnatural position - her groin growing in malleability and wetness as she panted and leaned forwards, her small, pert breasts either side of his shaft before she squealed and her second orgasm squelched over his length - the heat of it and the winking vaginal and labial muscles making him snort and give two sharp pumps of his hips - his own semen spurting out onto the grass.
"I never..." Angelica wheezed, clinging to his length, her hooves quivering on the ground. "That...was...something..."
Still as hard as granite, Snickers' flanks heaved, his head bowed and he drew in massive lung fulls of air, expelling them through his nostrils as he shuddered - guilt mixed with pleasure, his conditioning screaming at him in his mind, but the unmistakable pleasure of his release...it was almost overwhelming.
"Snickers..." Angelica panted, then her lips gently kissed the multi-coloured flesh of his length. "Stand easy love..."
He complied, slowly losing his almost painful erection, gently lowering Angelica to the ground, where she knelt on her knees and paws, shuddering and panting. His penis wilted further, the last of his semen dribbling onto the grass as he stood over his mistress, trying to catch his breath.
For thirty minutes, both Equines shuddered, panted and sweat, until at last, Angelica lightly slapped Snicker's belly and he stepped sideways, then lowered his head and Angelica gripped his mane and pulled herself up.
"I'm sorry mistress, when you..." Snickers began, looking crestfallen and ashamed.
Expecting a reprimand at best - or an outright slap, Snickers was surprised when she lightly stroked his nose.
"Shh, its alright, I know you're conditioned to obey and so on...I guess my..."
Angelica's voice trailed away and she squirmed, before looking up at him, the Stallion's attention fixated on her.
"Tell the truth, you know...don't you?"
Snicker's looked down at her, before he sighed through his broad nostrils and nodded.
"Yes mistress, I knew the second I was brought into your presence - you're in heat..."
TO BE CONTINUED...