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The reversal of fortunes for Martin the Warrior and all of the former slaves of Marshank had been an extraordinary one. The former slaves had spent much of their lives, many of them even being born into slavery, toiling away, forced to work long, grueling hours and suffering the abuse of the fortress's many sadistic guards, for poor quality food and nothing else. The battle to conquer the fortress had been a costly one, with the Fur and Freedom Fighters taking many casualties, but in the end every soldier of Marshank, including the tyrant, Badrang, had lost their lives.

All of the survivors had made the decision to move to Noonvale, a place that was well known for its highly valuing peace and prosperity. The residents of Noonvale were happy to welcome the new arrivals, who quickly settled into their new home as they tried to move past the horrors of having lived in bondage for so long. Two of Noonvale's new residents, Martin and his friend Felldoh, had not only moved to Noonvale, but they had both taken wives soon afterward. Martin had married Rose and Felldoh wedded Celandine, the squirrel who had often flirted with him. The two couples were happy, and hoped to spend the rest of their lives living safely, peacefully in Noonvale.

Martin had woken up early one morning, wishing to get a start on work that day. The warrior mouse had taken charge directing much of the community work that needed done in Noonvale, and never complained about any task that he agreed to take on. That day, he and Felldoh would be chopping wood for the communal firewood storage. The mouse came out to the center of the village where he met his friend Felldoh.

"Morning," said Martin, seeing Felldoh approach him. "Sleep well, Felldoh?"

"I always sleep well next to Celandine, Martin," said the squirrel as he gave his mouse friend a wink and a nod.

"I'd imagine so," said Martin. "I feel the same way about Rose, my friend."

"Shall we get to work?" said Felldoh, picking up an ax. "This wood isn't going to just chop itself."

"Indeed it won't," said Martin. "Alright, let's get busy."

The two warriors, with axes in their paws, got to work chopping. Martin looked over at Felldoh and saw that the squirrel would certainly be the one who was better suited to this task. Felldoh was taller, bigger and stronger than he was, but Martin didn't let this fact deter him from putting forth his best effort.

"Say," said Martin, putting the head of the ax on the tree stump he'd been using for chopping. "Has Celandine talked to you about what she and Rose are planning tonight?"

Felldoh stopped chopping and turned to Martin. "Oh, you mean that little Noonvale practice they have here? Yes, she has."

"What do you think about it?" asked Martin, rubbing his paws on the hilt of the ax.

"Sounds good to me," said Felldoh. "I have to say, I was pretty shocked when Celandine first told me that Rose had brought it up so open and casually like she did."

"That's just their way around here," said Martin. "They're a very open and free lot."

"Lucky for us," said Felldoh. "You know, I was telling Celandine just last night that I was thinking of possibly marrying Trefoil."

"A second wife?" said Martin. "How did she feel about that?"

"She seemed fine with it, which was quite surprising to me. She told me that she understand that I want a large family to raise one day, so what better way than to take a second wife?"

"That would certainly produce children more quickly," said Martin.

"Of course," said Martin. "Besides, Celandine told me that she and Trefoil have been . . . intimate."

"You don't say?" said Martin. "How titillating."

"I told her that I was quite pleased to hear that and she was free to engage in that as much as she wanted if I were to marry Trefoil," said Felldoh.

"No doubt you'd want to be present to watch," said Martin, now giving the squirrel his own wink and nod.

"But of course," said Felldoh. "I want to see every second of it."

Martin picked up his ax and chopped some more logs, splitting them in two as did Felldoh. They continued their conversation as the kept working.

"So," said Martin. "I take it we can expect you and Celandine at our house just after sunset?"

"That's correct," said Felldoh. "We're very much looking forward to this meeting."

"As am I," said Martin. "Now let's work hard before we party hard."

The mouse and squirrel ended their conversation but kept up their hard work. Throughout the day, they only took short breaks to either drink water or eat lunch. By the end of the day, the communal firewood supply had been vastly increased from their hard labor. The two friends parted ways, knowing they would see each other after the sun went down that day. Now they had to go home and prepare for the night's activities.

Rose had prepared her husband a hot bath for when he returned home. Martin, entering their home, was pleased to see that his dutiful wife had went to such efforts to serve him. He kissed his wife on the cheek.

"Evening, my love," said Martin.

"Evening, my brave warrior," said the female mouse. "From the looks of the wood piles, it appears as though you and Felldoh had quite the busy day."

"Like you wouldn't believe," said Martin, stripping off his clothes as he went back to the room where the couple kept their wash tub. "I had no idea that we'd get that much done, but somehow we managed to exceed expectations."

"I'm not surprised," said Rose. "I seem to recall all the effort you put into the battle that freed you and all the slaves. No layabout would have accomplished what you and the others did."

"I suppose you're right," said Martin. The warrior mouse slipped his feet into the tub, gauging the water's temperature to see if it was too hot. "Ah, that feels heavenly."

"Good?" said Rose.

"Perfect," said Martin, sliding into the tub and letting all but his head dip into the water. "This is just what I need after a hard day of work. I feel better already, Rose."

"I'm sure you'll smell better soon after you get some soap on you too," said Rose.

"I know, I know," said Martin. "I'm sure that I stink from sweating so much, but would you expect anything else?"

"No," said Rose. "And I'm not complaining either."

"You never complain," said Martin. The warrior mouse stood up so he could lather his body with the bar of soap his wife handed him. He scrubbed away at all the dirt, sweat and oil that clung to his fur. Rose admired her husband's rock hard body being all lathered up, but she wanted to save herself for what would soon take place after sunset.

"I have to say," said Martin, scrubbing his arm pits. "I was pretty surprised to learn about some of your customs here, Rose. You creatures of Noonvale certainly have the most relaxed attitude about mating that I've ever heard in my life; sounds like something out of an erotic tale."

"I suppose it does," said Rose. "But I've never had a problem with it or even thought about it that much. Perhaps that's from having lived with it my entire life."

"Perhaps," said Martin. "I like the idea myself."

"Happy to hear that," said Rose. "After being told when you could do anything for so much of your life, you must certainly welcome the freedom we offer here."

"I couldn't imagine myself wanting to live anyplace else now," said Martin. The warrior mouse dipped down into the tub to rinse away the lathered soap on his body. He scrubbed away to get all of it and stood up. "I'm done."

Rose handed her husband a towel. He stepped out of the tub and dried himself off. Rose had laid out a fresh set of clothes for him to change into. "Ah, thank you, my dear," he said. "Though I won't be wearing these for very long, will I?"

"Oh no," said Rose. "I can see the last rays of the sun fading now."

"Shall we go to the front so we can welcome our guests when they arrive?" he asked his wife.

"Yes," said Rose. The couple walked to the front part of their house. It wouldn't be long now.

Little time had passed since Martin had finished washing when the two mice heard a knock on their front door. Martin answered the door and let Felldoh and Celandine enter.

"Good evening, Felldoh, Celandine," he said. "Welcome to our little home."

"Evening, Martin, Rose," said Felldoh.

"I certainly like what you've done with the place, Rose," said Celandine. "All the furniture, decorations; it's all in good taste."

"I'm happy with it too," said Rose. "Now, I don't think we should waste anymore time with small talk. I know I want to get back to our bedroom."

"Me too," said Martin. "I'm sure you and Celandine feel the same way, am I not correct, Felldoh?"

"You are indeed, good sir."

The four creatures ventured to the back where Martin and Rose's bedroom was. Without any feeling of awkwardness, and without any second thoughts, the two married couples removed their clothes. It took almost no time at all before both males were fully aroused and wanting to feel a sweet release.

"What shall we do first?" asked Rose, her folds wet and inviting.

"I know what I'm going to do," said Martin. The mouse dropped to his knees and with his right paw he took hold of Felldoh's sack. The girls watched, giggling as Martin opened his mouth and went to work on the squirrel's large endowment. Martin closed his eyes as he felt the thick meat in his mouth. Martin pumped at his own cock, sucked away on Felldoh and made the squirrel felt better than he had all day.

"Since the boys are busy with each other," said Rose. "How about I show you some Noonvale hospitality, Celandine?"

"I'd love that, sweetie," said the female squirrel.

Rose laid down with Celandine. The females locked lips and kissed, but it wasn't long before Rose had moved her mouth down to the squirrel's breasts and suckled on them like a nursing babe. Celandine closed her eyes and rubbed Rose's head. The female mouse moved from nipple to nipple, making sure she tended to both equally. Celandine felt Rose's paw venture down her stomach and to her opening. The squirrel was moist, wanting to be pleasured so very badly. Rose took the nipple out of her mouth and sunk her face into Celandine's inviting cunt. Celandine let out a slight squeal as Rose licked at her clitoris. Rose licked harder and harder and that only made Celandine want it more.

Felldoh was still standing straight up, with Martin below him on his knees servicing his large cock. The warrior mouse used his paw, sliding it up and down the squirrel's length as he sucked. The added stimulation made Felldoh grit his teeth. He wanted this to last forever, but alas, he couldn't. He pulled his cock out of Martin's mouth and jerked himself off, spraying the male mouse in the face with his seed. Martin closed his eyes and opened his mouth. Several drops landed on his tongue while much of it went all over his face. The mouse rose and wiped much of the cum on Felldoh's face. The big squirrel just laughed, finding it all in good fun.

"Hey," said Martin, feeling his cock still needing a release. "You want me to take over for you, dear?"

Rose turned from eating out Celandine. "If you wish," she said. "Go right ahead."

Martin climbed on the bed and swiftly sunk his cock into the female squirrel. He was horny and the feeling of Celandine's pussy pulling at this cock was just what the doctor ordered. Celandine, her breasts shaking around, yelled out.

"God," she said. "You're not . . . mmm . . . as big as Felldoh . . . ahhh . . . but you know . . . how to use . . . ohhh . . . what you've got, Martin."

The compliment only motivated the mouse to fuck her even harder. She screamed loud enough that a calm, rational Martin might have thought that Celandine could be heard throughout all of Noonvale. The sex drunk male mouse had no such concern at the time. He only wanted to give Celandine a healthy does of his semen.

"Looks like you're happy again," said Rose, rubbing at Felldoh's stiffening member. "Care to take me now?"

"I'd be honored to," said Felldoh.

Rose laid down on the bedroom floor, letting Felldoh mount her on the spot. The big warrior squirrel sunk himself into her sopping wet cunt. Being a smaller creature, her opening was much tighter than Celandine's; a welcome feeling for the warrior squirrel indeed. Rose had never felt anything so large inside of her before. The squirrel's dick was definitely pushing her pussy to the very limits of what she was made to handle.

"Fuck," groaned Rose. "Give me all you've got, big boy."

"Yes, ma'am," said Felldoh.

Martin could feel his climax coming quick and he had already made Celandine experience her own climax, though he gave joint credit to his wife for assisting in that task. The warrior mouse dug his claws into the bed, tearing into the mattress as he busted his nut, having given Celandine his best effort. He looked down on the floor and saw his wife being fucked by his best friend. He chuckled from all the noise she was making. Felldoh looked up at him and just smiled. Clearly no one present was having any regrets about what had taken place, and Rose might have been the happiest one as she groaned out her orgasm just before Felldoh busted his nut for the second time that night.

"Fur and fangs," said Rose. "Thank you, Felldoh."

"Happy to help, Rose," said the big squirrel. "Now, would you girls mind if Martin and I left you here for the evening?"

Rose, her knees rubbery from the ordeal, stood up and steadied herself on the bed before lying down next to Celandine. "Why do you ask?" said the female mouse.

"I was hoping that we might be able to pay a visit to your brother tonight," said Martin. "We're just moving the party over there."

Rose looked at Celandine and giggled. "I see," said Rose. "Are you picking up from where you left off in the prison pit?"

"We are,"said Felldoh. Both males had told their wives what had occurred when they had been incarcerated in the prison pit of Marshank. Not only were neither of them angry, but they found it to be sexy, three males being intimate together.

"Go ahead," said Rose. "Tell Brome I said hello."

"We will," said Felldoh.

Both males got dressed and headed out the door. "That was fun," said Martin.

"Yeah," said Felldoh. "And we're going to have even more fun pretty soon."

"Yes we are," said Martin. "I'm looking forward to feeling how tight that mouse is again."

Felldoh laughed. Martin thought about something briefly. Just like after the bath, he had put his clothes on, only to take them right back off, and now for a second time that night, it would happen again.