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Subject: {ASSM} Story - RedTails : A Night Out, A Night In - Part 07  (M/M FF/F, magic, furry, spank)
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Date: Mon, 12 Jul 2004 18:10:01 -0400
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RedTails:  Awakenings
A Night Out, A Night In

Chapter VII - Final Instructions

By - Scarletdown

     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 her 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.  Shaasta quietly waited while Thissle and Karma disappeared 
briefly into the bed chamber, where they fetched a handful of copper and 
silver pieces from their personal little lock boxes and refilled their 
money pouches which hung from their belts.  They returned to the outer 
lounge, and with deliberate seductive moves and mannerisms, they bent 
over to pulle on and lace up their buckskin, thigh-length boots; the 
swishing of Shaasta's prosthetic tail betrayed her impatience.
     Frelic and Hansen watched the two as they checked each other over, 
admiring the ladies' delightful curves and graceful movements.  The Elf 
leaned down and said to his pet, "You know, Hansen, there is definitely 
something to be said for tall boots and bare thighs."
     "You won't get any argument from me there," the Squirrel replied, 
nodding vigorously, and patting his Master's own bare thighs where they 
were exposed between his boots and tunic.
     "Hansen, you are so incorrigible," Frelic sighed, smiling and 
shaking his head in exasperation with his pet, "What am I going to do 
with you?"
     Hansen gave the Elf his impish smile and knowing wink, "Boink me, 
of course, Master."
     "Soon, my pet," he promised, "Soon."  He placed one hand on the 
Squirrel's rump and the other on his paw, which was still resting on the 
Elf's smooth thigh.
     At last, Karma and Thissle were ready.  Thissle picked up her 
paddle, a lovely varnished pine board, much different from the one 
Frelic used on Shaasta and Hansen recently.  Hers, which she made 
herself with her Master's guidance, was a formidable-looking tool of 
punishment; its blade measured fourteen inches in length, four inches 
across, and a quarter inch thick.  Three rows of four holes were drilled 
into the board; one side was smooth, and the other side was lined with 
small sharp metal studs that were like the ends of nails.  It was a 
masterpiece of discipline, which Frelic had been proud to use on 
Thissle's bare bottom countless times.  And tonight, she would get to 
use it on Shaasta's bare bottom several times.  She rested the paddle on 
her shoulder as if it was a sword, and stood with Karma and Shaasta 
before Frelic and Hansen again.
     Frelic stood up and looked his ladies over.  He put Shaasta's leash 
back on her collar, handed the other end to Thissle, and then paced 
around behind them, lovingly planting a firm swat on their bottoms. "You 
girls look absolutely fantastic," he said.  "You are going to be the big 
hit of the night."
     "Most anything would look good on them, Master," Hansen chittered, 
running his paws up Shaasta's inner thighs and along the slit of her 
sex.  "But do you girls know what would look best on you?"
     They exchanged looks with each other, shrugged, and shook their 
heads.  Frelic and Hansen also exchanged a look and in unison answered, 
"Me!"
     The girls exchanged another look, smirked, and shook their heads. 
"Boys," Karma said, failing to suppress a giggle, "walked right into 
that one, we did."
     "Can we go now, Master?" Shaasta pleaded.  She was really anxious 
to have her first night out in weeks, and did not want to waste any more 
time.
     "Certainly, love," Frelic replied, dismissing them for the evening. 
  As they filed towards the door, he imparted final instructions to 
them, "Karma, you are in charge for the night."
     "Gotcha, Chief," the Rabbit acknowledged, "I'll watch their asses 
good and make sure that they, I mean we, keep out of trouble."
     "I know you will, bunny, and remember what I told you earlier."
     "Paddle Shaasta's butt to keep her brand visible; check, Master," 
Thissle said, landing a solid swat with the studded side of her paddle 
dead center across the Elf's bottom, causing her to yelp.
     "Aside from that."
     Rubbing her ass with both hands, and glaring at Thissle, Shaasta 
repeated her brother's most crucial instruction, "If things start to get 
dangerously out of hand, distance ourselves quickly and safely from the 
trouble."
     "Correct," Frelic affirmed, "because if I have to come bail you out 
of the town dungeons because you were involved in a brawl, or somehow 
incited a brawl, I give you my solemn word that none of you girls will 
be able to even think about sitting comfortably until after we get back 
to WraithHold.  And I will personally enjoy every minute of that."
     "We will be good," Karma reassured him.
     "Damn good, in fact," Thissle added, shaking her bottom for emphasis.
     "Good," Frelic replied, "Now run along and have fun tonight.  We'll 
see you in the morning."
     Waving good night to Frelic and Hansen, and wishing them an 
enjoyable night as well, the girls made their exit at last from the 
suite; Karma in the lead, Thissle right behind her, with Shaasta 
submissively in tow on her leash.

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