Thomas removed his cock and replaced it with a few fingers. When they were nice and wet he left Jill by the wall. He stood behind Jason and just took in the sight of the young man scared, horny, and waiting. Thomas stood close to him, so the head of his dick rested on the lad's back. He reached around the goosebump covered legs and took the hard cock in his hand. Jason twitched under him. He stroked a little and then continued the lecture. "To know how to treat a woman one must have an understanding of what it's like to be a woman." He slide the wet fingers into Jason's ass. Jason shook and jumped. He didn't know if he wanted it to stop of go deeper. The hand on his pecker squeezed and pulled. The fingers in his as thrust inward and wiggled a little. He shuddered. He didn't want any of it to stop. The hand on his pecker continued and the fingers inside him made a few strokes then left. Soon they were replace by something very large and slick pressing against his anus. "Do you want to learn Private?" Thomas pressed the head against Jason's ass.
A wavy voice squeaked out of Jason, "God yes Sir." He tried to relax but still wasn't prepared. The pain was unbelievable as the commander entered him. The motion stopped. He tried to relax more, but it wasn't any use.
It just wouldn't fit, and he did not want Jason walking funny on his second day. He pulled out. "About face." He tried to bark it, but he was breathing too hard.
Jason remained on the ground staring up at him. "I'm sorry Sir. I'll do better next time Sir." He wasn't surprised that he meant what he'd said. He was surprised that he had the courage to act without being ordered. He took the head of his commander's cock into his mouth and sucked.
Thomas grunted and thrust forward a little. What the lad lacked in skill he made up for with effort. He could tell Jason was really trying, he had about a third of the length in. He could feel himself ready to let go, and glared at Jill.
She had pulled her breasts out of her dress and was happily leaning on the wall twisting her nipples. Jill knew what was needed. She leaned down and whispered into Jason's ear. "Reach underneath and stroke between his cock and balls."
Jason obeyed.
"Now graze him gently with your teeth and suck really hard."
Jason did as instructed. He felt Thomas's yell vibrate through him. He spit to the side and waited for orders.
Thomas staggered and replaced his pants. He swallowed before he spoke again. "Clean up, get dressed, and get back to your post Private Jason. You will be needing frequent lessons in these matters, for which I'm sure Jill will be more than willing to volunteer. You will give me frequent reports on your progress." With some difficulty he staggered back into the shadows. Before he was out of sight he added over his shoulder more to Jill than Jason, "there will be no more lessons tonight." Thomas watched Jason return to his post from a distance and smiled everytime he saw the private's hand almost touch his crotch.
The next day they both woke up late. Mila didn't even make an excuse to the servants and guards why she was staying in bed and why the slave was staying with her. She wanted as much of him as possible before he went. She gazed out a window and waited for Demon to wake up. She did not have to wait long. Something rubbed its way between her legs and then folded over and nestled into her stomach. Mila looked to see Demon's green and blue tail.
"I had a thought."
"You must be feeling better." The tail between her legs rubbed slowly back and forth. She moaned and leaned against him.
Demon put a hand on the wall. It was in preparation of what he was about to feel. His experiences had taught him sometimes it was difficult to stand. He moved in on her neck and nibbled. At the same time he moved his tail from Mila's stomach. The little patch of hair tickled. With some guess work he pressed the tip against the wet heat. With a great deal of restraint his tail entered three inches then retreated. He did it over and over. It was amazing. Entering such a warm place. He was glad he thought it all out before he started touching her, having a plan helped him keep control.
Mila bulked under him. This was better than anything she'd ever had before. She gasped as Demon's tail went in a little further. His tail wiggled in all directions, giving attention to places that had barley ever been touched. She held on to him tighter as the tail went in further.
He growled into Mila's ear. The room had been still saturated with the damp scent, and it was building up more. He bit harder. All he could think about was what he was feeling clamping down on his tail. He had seven inches of his tail inside her. Shocks of energy pulsed through his body every time he pulsed inside her. The muscles in his tail stiffened and he shoved it as far into Mila as it would go, over and over. Mila shook against him and cried out.
Mila felt a hand on her crotch where the tail was still inside her, then felt a few wet fingers enter her anus. "Wha-" the tail went in just a little deeper.
Demon moved both of them a little away from the wall. He took a deep breath and pressed his newly named "penis" between Mila's ass cheeks. He had to enter slowly, first just the tip, then a few more inches, then a few more. The wonderful tightness was not what did him in, it was her gasp and how she arched against him. It was as though a piece of mining machinery took over his body. He pumped in and out of her furiously, the two appendages working in time together. A low roar built up in his chest and rose until it filled the room. Only because it was a higher pitch did Mila's voice seem louder than his. Demon made a few final jerks and they both collapsed.
Mila knew she would never feel anything like that again. For a moment she considered breaking her deal with Mr. Welsh and let her father be killed, but only for a moment. Mila wriggled away from Demon and made him stay back. "I have to make some final preparations. . . ." She took a large gulp of air to finish. "For when your new owner comes."
"What? Why?" His need had not lessened even though his muscles had given out.
"I had to pay my father's debts." She turned away, if she looked into that stare she'd melt. "You'll be a six year old boy's pet. I looked into it, you'll be going on a ship, you'll have a better chance to get to your planet. . . ." She looked up unexpectantly. God, how did Roke women get anything done? "What's your name? Not your translated name, your real name."
The beast took a moment and made his breathing very regular and slow. He glared at her, the lust replaced with anger. Not so much that she had sold him, but for pretending it was for his own good. "You can't pronounce it."
Mila frowned. She'd lied to herself thinking it would be different. A slaveowes his owner nothing in the end. "Thank you and good luck." She walked towards the door.
Demon called after her, "My future wives and I thank you."
Mila looked back and saw his mischievous fanged grin.
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