Chapter 7: Final Instructions

After the Kobold lady and Skunk girl were gone and out of earshot, Hansen gave a low whistle and touched a paw to his chest, "Wow! By the Mink's bottom," he swore, "who could have thought a Kobold could be so affectionate, and so sensual?"

"Ashton apparently did," Frelic replied. He adjusted his tunic, which once again barely concealed the arousal stiffening between his legs, "He certainly struck it rich with Sharani," and after a brief pause, "with Makae as well. They are both real sweethearts. And I'm looking forward to hearing Ms. Kez's story tomorrow morning."

"She is quite a charming lady," Karma said, "I guess it just goes to show us that just like other folk, we can't paint all Goblinkind with the same broad brush."

"So true, Karma," Frelic agreed. He sat back down on the couch, crossing one leg over the other, "As both Mistress Triniti and Mistress Aeraal said on several occasions, one person's monster is could very well be another's lover."

"As you yourself had the privilege of learning first hand a few years back, Master," Thissle reminded him.

She sat down close to him, placed her hands on his shoulders, and guided her teacher down onto his back. Straddling the Elf, the Dragon girl put her face close to his, gave a playful Dragonish 'Rhawrr', and pressed her lips against his. Reflexively, Frelic took a firm grip with both hands on his apprentice's soft but muscular bottom while she squirmed naughtily on top of him. Frelic gave a surprised gasp and moan when Thissle expertly managed to work her Master's hardened cock deep into her hot, wet, feminine sex.

Frelic let his apprentice ride him for half a minute; she felt so warm and soft draped over him, and her love passage was so wonderfully tight around his shaft. This girl had the most voracious appetite for fucking, stronger than any other he had ever known. However, now was not the time. Before he could unload his seed into her, he gave Thissle a hard two-handed slap on her delicious jiggly bottom, "Not now, my little Nymph," he said,

"Save it for your clients tonight. We don't want you spent before first lap dance."

Thissle pouted, "Aw, Master. You know that it takes like forever for my kind to tire out." She gave him another kiss and ground her hips against his groin, almost causing the Elf to orgasm. He landed another smack, a little harder against her rump and gave her a look that was both apologetic and stern.

Hansen came to his Master's defense, "It's not you that we are worried over, Thissle," he said, "It's Master. If you use him up now, how can he function tonight, especially late tonight when it is just me and him?"

Still pouting, she pushed herself off of Frelic, freeing his erect rod from her depths. She licked her own juices off his cock, then helped him sit up. "Okay, fuzzbutt, I'll go ahead and save some for your sweet little boy hole. At least I got Master properly primed and ready for you."

"As did I," Shaasta added, "while you three were playing in the bath."

"Way to go, Master!" Hansen congratulated Frelic, giving him a high five and perching himself on his Master's lap so that the Elf's hard shaft was nested along the length of the hot crevasse of his furry bottom, with the tip pressing into the fragrant petals of the rose planted up the Squirrel's butt.

Frelic smiled at his ever-ready pet and idly stroked his fingers along the length of the boy's shaft, which was just as stiff as his own. The Elf was truly surprised at the feelings this feisty little Furling ranger had brought forth in him ever since he saw him trussed up, legs spread and ass and tail raised there in the show room of the Southern Rose, feelings he had not known existed anymore since his time as ship's pet on the Bloodlust and the Svelte Lady back when he was still a tender tail, as well as during his apprenticeship, when Mistress Aeraal would occasionally loan him out to other wizards and he would play the girl during boink magick rituals and spells. But even then, he had always been on the receiving end, and himself had never felt the warmth of another boy's ass around his cock. His pet Squirrel had successfully managed to broaden his horizons, so to speak, with his earnest eagerness to be taken like a girl, and Frelic found himself looking fondly forward to holding the lad in his arms, taking him to the bedroom, and filling his tight rear passage with his maleness and his seed, as he had done countless times with the other ladies of the Willowpaw household over the years; Honeyrose, Thissle, Delilah, Fillie, and Nyssa.

"Patience, my little boink bunny," he said, as his fingers teased the Furling's pulsing shaft and sensitive tip, eliciting a soft whimper from him. "I don't want you spent before the evening is through either."

Hansen nodded, and wrapped his arms around his Master, again pressing his muzzle against the Elf's lips in a tender, loving kiss.

"We better get moving, before Hot Summer Nights gets too crowded," Karma said, "Don't want to get overloaded too fast, you know." The girls finished getting ready while Frelic and Hansen cuddled tenderly on the couch.