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  Master/Sve dynamicPower dynamicForced orgasmBreathpyPrimal PyInterspeciesSpecies/Racepy (Light but still caution)Chtis was a Barr, a spirit and golem designed to serve and aid. To that end she had magic to get a spiritual read on a creature's emotions, thoughts and needs. She only did that if she was in their service, of course. It was not her pce to aid those who did not request it, or those she was not assigned to serve. And she had been assigned to the two humans for the evening.

  Miss Toni had already retired to her room. Only after fretting for nearly 30 shifts – minutes as the humans would count them – outside of Mister Temate’s room. Miss Toni had wanted to throw herself on Mister Temate, Chtis knew. It was Miss Toni’s ck of experience which prevented that, she used so many words and asked so many questions. Yet, she was afraid to act in order to learn the answers or get what she wanted. It hadn’t been a need, so Chtis hadn’t pushed her on it. Mister Temate however.

  When Mister Temate had opened the door the immediate thing Chtis knew was that he needed an apology. Even if he said otherwise, he had heard the noises outside of his room for a while and had struggled to sleep. He was already coming to the door to confront them when Miss Toni screamed and ran. Which was a funny reaction for Chtis, only because she could feel Miss Toni’s need and desire spike at the idea of both of them working together to pleasure Mister Temate. Funny, she thought humans didn’t like that kind of thing.

  The apology helped settle Mister Temate’s concerns and worries and then Chtis felt the next important thing. His deep need for release, something he had been trying to deal with when they’d arrived. The stress had forced him to stop. Chtis might have looked like a mindless servant, and enjoyed being treated like one, but she wasn’t. She had desires too, and the humans were intriguing to her. While she didn’t ever need in the way Miss Toni had wanted and Mister Temate had needed, she had performed many sexual acts in service to those fae who did. Chtis did find she quite enjoyed the acts, and especially when doing them for unique, strange beings. Like humans.

  It was that idea, and Mister Temate’s need, which caused her to openly offer herself to the human. Chtis must serve after all, and this was a strong need. One she was certain to enjoy performing greatly. She walked slowly into the room, turning to face Mister Temate as he closed the door and stared at her. She knew what he was doing, sizing her up, seeing if he had guessed right. He needed help and consent.

  “Let me assure you, Master.” Chtis let that title out with a purr, smiling at the reaction beneath Mister Temate’s – or Master for her until she left this room – waist at what she knew he would enjoy. “You have my full consent to treat me however you want and…” She released the stitches that held her maid dress to her body, allowing it to fall in two pieces off of her form. She moved her hands from her waist to the small of her back, pushing her chest out slightly for him to see. “In whatever way you want. I am made to serve, and for this evening I serve you and” – she held up a hand cutting off a concerned question– “I enjoy serving, especially in this way. I am looking forward to this.” She smiled at him. That encouraged him and he approached her.

  Master narrowed his eyes at her and Chtis felt a thrill run up her spine making her shiver. He began to examine her body thoroughly. Her body was a warm red at her feet gradually shifting to a sunset orange from her shoulders up. Though her exterior was patterned to look like any Field Barr – those who would watch over and protect crops and farming fae from the deep wild things – it was made of soft felts and velvets. Something which caused a slow intake of breath when Master touched her face gently.

  His hands slid down slowly as he asked a question softly, “How do you want to be treated? What do you enjoy, Chtis?” A hand squeezed one of her breasts gently, exploratively. Her chest was not all that pronounced, approximately between an orange and an apple by her measure, but Master seemed to enjoy it. He would have told her that her breasts were around a B cup if she asked. She didn’t ask though, and she had no reason to.

  “I am a servant by choice as much as make, Master. I desire to be commanded, to provide thorough, directed service. Treat me like a mindless obedient thing, a toy for your pleasure.” Chtis looked into Master’s eyes, she wanted that, but she knew he needed for it, and that excited her. She felt one st word, said right, would break the dam. Chtis looked her Master for the evening in the eye and whimpered one word. “Please.”

  He growled, snarled, like a thing of the Deep Wilds. It made her body tense in fear and desire which Chtis had not known in awhile. One of his massive hands wrapped around her neck as the other slid between her legs.

  “I wonder, do your kind get wet, as human women?” The words rumbled in Chtis’ ears.

  “We are made for service, we become wet on command Master. I am already prepared for you.” Chtis whispered the words back.

  Master ughed, a cruel ugh as he discovered that truth when two fingers pressed into her cunt. She groaned, not ready for the intrusion of two fingers, she always stayed tight but felt pleasure as the fingers forced her folds to shape around them.

  They moved slowly at first, exploring inside her as Master slowly pushed her backwards and against a wall. His two fingers spread out, scraping against the insides of her body, causing her to whimper and moan in his hands. The hand on her neck tightened and her sounds became strained. She didn’t need to breathe but she could make no noise without air like any other thing. Her back arched as the one of the two fingers inside her found a particurly pleasurable spot and looked into her Master’s eyes as he grinned.

  “Gotchya.” His fingers attacked, they ravaged her, sliding in and out, scratching and scraping that spot and she screamed in pleasure. She tried at least, her throat was held closed as his hand tightened even further. She was fabric technically, every part of her, which made her throat able to be crushed more than any living thing. She loved that feeling and Master’s eyes watched in fascination as he crushed her throat further and further. Her noises cut off entirely as she vibrated. A third finger entered her, spreading her, bringing her rapidly to the edge. Master’s fingers fucked her cunt like a humming bird, digging into her depths over and over and over again. Faster, harder, with each motion until.

  She exploded. Almost literally, her body puffed out and then constricted as she came, her body squirting the excess liquid generated out of her cunt around his fingers. Fingers which didn’t stop. He whispered into her ear.

  “I wonder how many times you can cum, hmm? My record with Bailey is 15, with Maretha only 5 but that’s to be expected from someone like her.” He had released her throat as she came, allowing her to speak and make noises again.

  “I’ve never tried Master. I’ve never been in service to one who needs to pleasure me, not in the way you are needing now Master.” She spoke breathily, with as much sultry need as she could muster. She wanted more, she needed more.

  “Then let’s find out.” Master released her and Chtis fell to the floor, a hand wrapped in her hair and he growled from above her as he forced Chtis to look him in the face. “Let’s find out just how much this slutty pile of string can handle hmm?”

  Master threw Chtis, he threw her by her hair across the edge of a dining table. She whimpered in the joy and pleasure of service as he dragged her across to the far side. He flipped her onto her back and forced her head to hang off the edge while most of her body set on the table avaible to his hands.

  “Open wide fuck rag.” She whimpered at the name and obeyed, she’d never been called a name like that before. It felt so vulgar, so rude but also in a weird way so good. Almost as vulgar and rude as the thick sb of meat which spped her face. His cock was so hot, its scent so enthralling. Her mouth opened wider and Chtis stuck out her tongue on instinct eliciting a ugh from above her.

  “Good girl.” He praised her and Chtis would have smiled except the thick rod, hard as steelwood, smmed into her open mouth forcing it into a wide O. It smmed all the way into her and his heavy, heady balls spped her nose and eyes. If she had been human she would have gagged. Instead she hummed in satisfaction, hearing a groan from above her.

  “Mmm, keep that up my little cock sleeve, I’m gonna give you all the meat your Righ doesn’t seem to feed you.” She groaned and moaned more, humming around the cock as her Master began to move. Slowly his hips began to slide in and out of her throat, stretching her wide. The dull thudding of flesh on cloth filled the room. The moaning of her Master which accompanied each thrust of his cock into her, now very lubricated, throat excited her. She was doing good! She was servicing his needs! He said so with each loud sm into her.

  Sm.

  “Good girl.”

  Sm.

  “God such a tight throat.”

  Sm.

  “So warm, so wet.”

  Sm.

  “Good little cum rag.”

  Sm.

  Then his fingers found her depths again and she lost her mind. Her stitching in some pces came undone as his fingers found that spot once again. He began fucking her throat and cunt in sync with each other.

  Sm.

  “Look at you, so pathetic and needy. Cum for me slut.”

  She did.

  Sm.

  “Good girl, that’s two, suck that cock, such a good little thread whore.”

  Fuck that made her shiver.

  Sm.

  “You’re mine, my prey I will have you broken and in pieces by the night's end.”

  Oh fuck, the Night, he invoked it without knowing it’s meaning the them. It was fitting, he felt like a thing of Night, not of Evening or Twilight, certainly not of Day. The idea was somehow so illicit to her that she came again. The pounding into her throat continued.

  “Three huh? That easy? You like that, want to be a thing for me to devour, a helpless, pathetic little whore lost in the woods at night?”

  Sm.

  Twilight yes, she whimpered her agreement, nodding her head as he used her. As his fingers took her, ravaged her, savaged her. Like a thing of Deep Wilds and Night time he used her and she thrilled in it.

  “A pathetic thing of the harvest like you, you can’t protect yourself, but I’ll protect you. You can be my pything, my fuck toy, would you like that? Being my perfect little sex doll?”

  Sm.

  She screamed into his cock as she came again at the thought, a doll for sex? That was what she was, wasn’t it. Not her intended nature but her growth had brought her here. This was the duty she always looked forward to. She’d even performed this duty for those she wasn’t technically servicing. A great shame if anyone found out.

  She fell limp beneath him. For several minutes he used her throat. Savagely, at some point she realized he had figured out that the idea of Night had some impact on her as he began using it more consistently. She came 3 more times in those minutes completely mindless and lost in the pleasure. She did not sleep, her state of mind was as close to unconsciousness as her kind got. The state of waiting for instruction without anything to do. She had no name, she had no purpose but to be used, and she was lost to it.

  Then Chtis heard a snarl above her, once more like a thing of the Deep Wilds. One of those beasts even the Hunt dare not chase aimlessly. So shocking was it that Chtis came fully back to herself at the same time that Master came fully inside of her throat. She felt the life energy enter her, the warmth spread through her body as her throat filled and his seed began to spill out onto her face. She felt his heart slow and his body sck slightly as he held himself above her.

  Chtis realized as he pulled out that at some point he’d begun to fondle her breasts. He resumed a slow, pleasant rubbing and grasping of her tits as he pulled himself all the way out. The hand inside of her leaves only to join the other on her free tit. She whimpered up at him.

  “Is that all Master?” Chtis asked.

  “Not quite, just give me a second to recuperate, for now.” He ughed softly.

  Grabbing her shoulders he pushed her up and spun her around. He instructed her to spread her legs and lean back as he pulled her hips to the edge of the table. She knew what was coming and spoke.

  “I assure you Master, even were I not able to lubricate myself you would not need to do this after everything I’ve experienced this Night.” She paused only briefly when she realized the word she’d used. She decided not to correct it, there was no magic in the word itself, but it did make her shiver at the illicitness of it. You did not invoke the night in the nds of Twilight and Evening as a matter of properness. This pce, however, was surely Night.

  “I would definitely be ready for you.”

  “But I want to taste you.” Master said, kneeling on the ground to bring his head between her legs. She spread them for him to get close.

  “I will not stop you I… look forward to it, I was just saying-”

  “Stop saying anything little slut. I’ll taste you, then I’ll fuck you, and then… Hopefully, I get some sleep this evening, wouldn’t wanna be sleepy for the Righ’s bestowing in the Mo– Twilight?” He looked up at her, questioning his use of the word while also kissing the inside of her right thigh. She shivered and nodded at him.

  “Yes, Master, that is appropriate. There is not but Twilight and Evening in the nds of the Righ.” Chtis answered him, and he, as if to reward her for answering him, kissed her on her lower lips. She groaned and he hummed into her cunt.

  “Mmmm, good gd I figured that out. Now to taste what a horny piece of string tastes like.” Master grinned up at her and she whimpered again, his face was scary, she had thought that since she’d met him. Now it was terrifying, but not because of what she worried he might be, but what she knew he was. A thrilling terror ran down her spine as his lips met her nethers once more and she moaned.

  Master’s tongue explored her now. First it slide from the bottom of her slit all the way to the top, flicking her clit – she had been made very accurately – and causing her to shiver and colpse onto her back. Then he was attacking in earnest. His lips pressed onto hers and his tongue slid into her, exploring in earnest itself. It didn’t stick to just the one spot he knew she would enjoy. It slid around, tasting her, savoring her, as he moaned into her. The vibrations teased her clit until she was riding the edge of another orgasm.

  As if he knew she was ready Master pulled himself out of Chtis and attacked her clit directly. He tched his lips around her nub and pressed the tip of his tongue to her, immediately making strange rapid motions on her body. As if that wasn’t enough the moment he pulled his tongue out of her cunt it was repced by two of her fingers which curled and scraped that spot again, rapidly. Between the two attacks she screamed.

  “Oh Lights, Oh Failing Lights praise yes yes Yes YES YESSSS” she exploded again, a screaming orgasm sprayed across Master’s face and into his lips as he moved to catch it all. He drank her, she knew that as she felt his tongue exploring her, she did not see as she had no strength to lift her head. She did see, however, when he stood above her. And she felt the weight nd above her nethers as he leaned over her. Master looked deep into her eyes, need filled him. Not just need for this act she knew, need for her. That nearly made her cum again all on its own.

  “Question for you. Can humans breed Barr?” He asked, a combination of curiosity and concern evident in his words. Chtis shook her head.

  “No Master, my kind do not reproduce by this act, we are built and endowed with life by a greater fae.” She brought one hand down to his thick cock, worthy of the word Night. A thick rigid shaft of warmth and meat. She pushed him back gently and lined him up.

  “But we do find pleasure in the act, and joy in the service.” Her legs wrapped around his hips and her free hand brought his head close to hers. “Use me Master, it brings me so many wonderful feelings.” Chtis kissed her Master for this Night. For that was what it was. Night, illicit, vulgar, she was prey and he was her predator. She surrendered to him, her legs pulling him into her, her body shaping to invite him in as she kissed him and she came.

  After those words Master showed her no mercy, he took her body like a savage thing. Deep, fast, powerful thrusts that would have left any creature mindless and babbling. She knew because it did so to her as well. His thick cock spread her wide and filled her completely, of course it would. She molded around anything pressed into her. Shaping herself to fit their needs, she enjoyed fulfilling that role.

  “Master please. Yes, so good, yes please. Fill me. Use me. Break me. Tear me. I’m yours, yours for the Night. Your pathetic pleasure sack. Empty headed fuck cloth. Please please.” Chtis babbled her need into his ears, a whispering desire. Master’s lips met hers, then they met her neck and he bit her, pulled at her seems. She came again.

  “Good girl, cum for me” The words growled in her ear and she obeyed.

  “Cum like an obedient whore.” She obeyed.

  “Cum.” She obeyed.

  Over and over she obeyed, he satisfied her and in turn she satisfied him. His body consumed her, he was so big. So overpowering, so commanding. She understood Miss Toni’s interest now. His lips and teeth explored, kissing and biting as his cock pierced and spread her again and again. Finally she heard a snarl in her ear.

  “I’m gonna fill you, maybe you can’t breed with a human but we’re gonna find out. Maybe this time you will be bred regardless of nature. One st time my slutty little cum rag. Cum for me.” She screamed. She obeyed. He growled loudly as his cock thrust deep within her one st time, bursting into her depths, filling her with the warmth of his life essence. She thrilled at it, absorbed it and the magic it held. She couldn’t be impregnated, but if she could she wouldn’t be upset if he had just now.

  Once again Chtis mind went bnk and when she finally started thinking again she heard a humming noise and felt a rge hand stroking through her hair. She id in Master’s bed, held in his arms as he hummed soothingly.

  “What are you doing?” Chtis turned to him and asked in a whisper.

  Master smiled at her, “Where I come from, and in the communities I frequent, we do something called after care when having such an intense experience. I don’t know what kind of things you or Barr might need post-coitus but I felt this, at least, would be pleasant.”

  “It… is unexpected, but it is pleasant, Master.” Chtis smiled back and blinked when he kissed her softly. She couldn’t read his need right now, her magic was as fried as her brain. “This is all I believe I… need.”

  “Heh, good girl, at least for this Evening let me hold you and enjoy your closeness.” Master, at least for the rest of this Evening she would think of him like that, held her close and Chtis smiled at him.

  “As you wish, Master.”

  That evening the two y close together, once more would Chtis service her Master of the evening. In total, Chtis would have 15 orgasms that evening and Temate would have 3.