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Lud get some valuable training from an older warrior - and discovers skills and techniques will will help for future assignments.

My physical training was difficult.. at first. Being the smallest in a group of warriors - all who wanted to show their physical prowess meant that I was slammed, thrown, and generally at an acute disadvantage. After all most of them were a minimum of two foot taller than me, and out massed me by a good 50 pounds or more.

So it was that Master Tharis sent me to meet with Grand Battle Master Kahn. I had heard of Kahn - now retired from the field after an impressive number of victories and campaigns - but I was unsure what to expect.

I knocked on the heavy door to Kahn's chambers and heard a gravelly baritone called "Enter!", and so I did. I looked around to see the source of the voice but could not - until a set of glowing golden eyes opened on a large shadow in the corner. This shadow stood - over 15 foot of black scarred fur - and about as wide too. This was one of the largest males I had met and felt.. intimidated.

He stepped over to me and looked down, and then crouched "Ah.. you are the dwarf that Tharis told me about.. Strip - I mean everything.."

Embarrassed I did so - it was not that I am unaccustomed to being furclad but in front of this male I felt smaller than a cub.

He reached out - took my arm and examined it, then gently but firmly push/turned me around. He inspected everything including my sheath and sack. Told me to bend, crouch, jump, hit his chest as hard as I could.

Then he leant back and appraised me. I hung my head and closed my eyes expecting the snort of disapproval - but the voice spoke "Why so sad?"

"Well - As you said - I am a dwarf.. Smaller, weaker than the other warriors training. "

He chuckled causing me to look up - but there was not disappointment on his muzzle "You are exactly what nature made you to be - Never be ashamed of that otherwise you have already lost the battle. I think.. Yes.. I think with training you could defeat even myself.. On a Good Day"

I stammered "But.. Grand Battle...." and he stopped me "From now on - in this room I am Kahn.. And you are Lud. I cannot teach you if you are too in awe to fight me, or too intimidated for you take initiative. Put your loin cloth back on and I will show you some things."

He motioned me over to his desk and picked up a stick that had an even set of markings along it - holding it vertical. "I am going to drop this - and when I do you are to grab it before it hits the floor - but you cannot follow the movement with your arm.."

Then he dropped it. I clenched my fingers as soon as I saw it drop - and caught it easily. Then he did it another 3 times and noted a figure on a parchment. "Good... good.. Now do the same for me."

I did so and noted that he took a slightly longer to catch it than I did. Grinning he patted my shoulder "Lud - I am a trained warrior.. my reflexes have been heightened with training - but your reaction speed as in the time you saw then stick start to drop and when you caught it are Faster than mine.. And far faster than any of the warriors training out there.. Remember this - You Are Faster Than THEM!!"

Then he positioned me and told me to strike out with my fist and pull back at the end of the strike - as fast as I could. I did this several times and then he did the same. "Lud - you are lighter than them but this means that you have less mass to extend and pull back. What means for you is by the time a warrior has extended an arm or a leg - you have already done so and are READY for the next strike.."

After a few hours he dismissed me with some exercises to do and a note to the kitchen to change my diet. I felt.. invigorated - Kahn had emphasized my advantages. Raw strength was both an asset - and a liability.

Over the weeks I saw changes in me. What body fat I had left me and was replaced by lean muscles - not the bulk of a warrior. I thought I was fit in climbing the tower when I was a Help but now.. what I did then I could do with no effort.

Kahn helped in other ways too. He had an extensive collection of scrolls and books from different races and cultures. A group of smaller Charkan priests had developed a fighting style useful for them. A book on Ryten fighting techniques. Even more books on anatomy showing muscle groups and pressure points.

And he fought me.. Hard - and I met him blow by blow. I could shift from his strikes, move within his extended limb and hit a pressure point, or strike with a blunt sword.

One day I arrived to find Kahn standing in his quarters - furclad. I found it difficult to take my eyes off his impressive genitals - even as an older warrior he was.. Very male. Seeing my expression he laughed "No Lud - I am for females only - but this is part of your lesson." He then sat on his chair with his arms behind his back "Tie my arms.. Secure me..". And when I had done this he gave me a strange command. "Hit my sheath - cripple me.."

I hit - feeling the rigidity of the hidden maleness against my fist. His reaction was as expected - he groaned and hunched over.. I stood back - stammering an apology when he moved.. Fast...

Ducking his muzzle to his sheath with unusual flexibility he pushed down - forcing the tip of his maleness into his muzzle as if to comfort the pain - then he whipped his head up and swung it with blinding speed.. I felt a movement of wind next to my head and a CHUNK behind me. Turning I saw a silver dagger embedded in the wall. Seeing my expression Kahn roared with laughter, escaped his bonds and stood.

"Kahn - your.. alright - I though I.."

Grinning his unsheathed himself - exposing his maleness with.. a shield around it, and several small daggers. Carefully he removed it and showed me how it worked.

"Firstly - this is silver - not steel. Steel will rust. Now see that the shield part follows the contours of my maleness. This loop goes deep within the sheath - behind where you would swell during a mating - its normal bulge helps hold it in place when you're not excited and If you get excited it cannot tighten and do harm. It only needs to go as far as your internal bone to protect it from being broken. Next you have the daggers. Lud - can you still pleasure yourself with your muzzle.?"

I stammered that I had tried as a cub but.. - but he cut me off "It be a good exercise.. You should be more flexible with your training now and it's a handy trick if you are out on the field and need comfort.. Saves wiping up spent seed afterwards. But - with that flexibility you could access the daggers.. or lockpicks if you want lock picks.. or anything you have hidden down there. Your tongue is sensitive enough to select from several items stored there and you can use your front teeth to pull them from the shield. I know a silversmith who will help design one for you. Please do NOT mention this to Anyone - The Guild keep this trick in reserve as an emergency, or for one like yourself who needs an additional advantage - but you can see how effective it can be especially when captured and being interrogated."

He put it back over his maleness and pulled the flexible skin up to cover it. Then picked up his loin cloth "Look here - see this leather cup.. it helps support and protect your orbs from being hit. Again this can be used with either just a loin cloth or inside a full set of armour. I think that for you the less weight you must carry the better. Leather panels with metal inserts will do you well.

After our lesion I returned to my quarters and sat on my bed - images of Kahn's impressive physique ran through my memories. I started to swell and so decided to try. Surprisingly I could now scoot my muzzle down my belly to my sheath. Using my tongue I lapped at the sensitive tip and then dug my way deeper in to my sheath - tasting my natural secretions. I was getting hard and extending - to find that I could fit all of myself inside of my muzzle - except for the swelling - but my fingers could work on that. Twice.. three times my seed splattered onto my palette and I drunk down the salty flavors. Finally spent and feeling very relaxed I collapsed into a deep sleep.

The next day I reported to Kahn for the days training and when I entered the door he looked at me and gave a laugh "I see you tried it. Were you successful?" I nodded and he continued "At least you have plenty of incentive to keep practicing.. Now today we will discuss hand weapons."

This was only some of Kahn's lessons - I owe him my life many times over.. Friend, Mentor, Drinking Companion, and in some ways akin to a father as well.