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When Arnold felt Gofer go rigid he released the hug and held Gofer at arms length. "Honest Master Arnold, I tried to be good... I tried to be like everyone else... I really did... B...b...but I guess I'm just naturally a bad Citizen." He said hanging his head in shame and crying uncontrollably.

"Gofer stop crying. I don't feel any different about you. You're the best CBH we have. I don't care what those evil bastards at the collective thought about you, you've been a good boy while you've been here and that's all that matters." Arnold hugged him again, and this time even though he looked uncomfortable about being hugged he didn't go rigid. He sniffled a few times and stopped crying.

I'm sorry Master Arnold..."

"Stop apologizing." Arnold told him. "Do you want to play?"

"I don't know how to swim Master. A citizen doesn't need to know how to swim." Gofer said, his eyes still downcast. It was obvious that he still wanted to crawl under a rock and never come out.

"Well why don't you shower up and take a rest for a while." Arnold replied, obviously not wanting to press the issue after what we had seen.

"Yes Master." Gofer added. Then he got out of the pool, gathered up his clothes and went into the shower. We went back to playing but seeing Gofer's back had taken the fun out of it a bit. After a few minutes Gofer came out of the shower and walked back up toward the house where his room was. He didn't live in the servants quarters because it was more convenient for him to be close so he would be available to get things for my Master whenever he was needed. It was obvious that he was walking with a heavy heart. I had always felt a bit sorry for him and now I couldn't stop thinking about what I had seen.

When we finally got tired of playing in the pool we decided to go inside and tie more flies. Before we started tying we went into the pup's room and Arnold looked up Spruce Creek and which flies should be hatching off this weekend. There was supposed to be a trico hatch, so those and terrestrials including ants were supposed to be the flies of choice. Arnold looked up some pictures of the tricos and then looked up what materials were used for this pattern. Once we were armed with this information we went to the tying room and Jeff and I taught the pups the new patterns. After we got them tying the new patterns well, Jeff and I tied some really good ones for us and our Masters to use on our trip.

At about 6:00 PM Gofer came up to the room and said, "Mistress Freyja told me to tell the young Masters that it is time to come down for dinner." His eyes still appeared red from crying, but he seemed to have regained his composure. This was just too out of character for a CBH.

"Thanks Gofer. Please tell Mommy that we'll be down as soon as we finish the flies we've started." Arnold answered.

"I will Master Arnold." He said, then closed the door.

We finished up and went downstairs to get our dinner. The food was already on the table when we made it downstairs. There were several platters of fried chicken on the table. There was also mashed potatoes and gravy, and peas as the vegetable. The food was passed around and we filled out plates. At first no one was really talking as we ate, but soon the sharp edge was off of our appetites and private conversations broke out around the table.

"Master we have started tying flies for the Spruce Creek trip." I said to my Master. "Arnold looked up what kind of flies we would need on the computer."

"Great! I'm really excited about going to Spruce Creek. Back in the 20th century it was a favorite fishing place for Presidents of the old United States. It's a limestone stream that's incredibly fertile with great hatches." My Master replied back.

"And I'll FINALLY get a chance to fish. I've been feeling left out." Loki added as he joined the conversation. "Plus we'll get some alone time Jeff. I'm looking forward to that even more." Jeff didn't reply, he just turned red. "Maybe you can start teaching me to fly cast when we get home this evening."

"Of course I can do that Loki." Jeff replied. "I'd enjoy that."

"I've booked us in the new log 'cabin' they have just built." My Master explained. "Calling it a 'cabin' is kind of a joke. It's a 4,000 square foot luxury log home, with 4 bedrooms. You should see the master bedroom suite." He continued with a wink at me. "The other bedrooms aren't too shabby either. Plus there is a hot tub on the deck overlooking the creek to relax in when were done fishing."

From there we talked about what I had found out about the fishing, what flies we would be using, what the weather was supposed to be like and other things about the trip. I could see that Jeff seemed conflicted. I knew he was having trouble adjusting to being with Loki. I just wish that they could find the same kind of happiness that I had found with my Master. We finished up dinner and Gofer came around with a desert cart. He was a little more subdued than normal, but Arnold gave him a compliment and his face brightened immediately. After we ate our desert Loki and his family left for home. After they left we were all sitting around the family room with the TV on but we really weren't watching anything. Then Arnold asked the question that was on all of our minds. "Daddy what did Gofer do that was so bad that they had to beat him like that?"

"Oh, so you saw that, huh?" My Master quipped.

"He must have done something REALLY bad..." Grimald added.

"Yes he did. At least according to the rules of the collective. Gofer acted a bit too human." My Master told us all. "Why don't we go to my office and I'll pull his folder."

We all got up and went into my Master's office. He walked over to one of the file cabinets and pulled out a couple of manilla folders both just about overflowing with papers. He brought them over and set them on his desk. He motioned for me to sit on his lap and the pups stood on the other side of the desk. I sat so his sheath was nestled between my buns and shot him a leer. "These are the original paper copies of each of Gofer's "incidents" that he was punished for, they were then also transferred to the "Collective School's" main computer. Ansulm gave me these since he has all the info in the computer."

"Let's start at the beginning. Here is his very first incident, at 5 years old he was caught trying to get a couple of the other students to race him in a footrace. Since he was only 5 years old and it was his first offense he was "only" given 5 swats with a cane."

"Why did he get caned for racing? Did he try to race in the house?" Drogo asked.

"Competition was a crime against the state. Everybody was supposed to be exactly equal." My Master replied. "Now let's go further along," he said flipping through some pages, "here is one when he is 7. The school caught him reading ahead in a text book. That got him his first 3 lashes with the cat."

"What is the cat?" I asked.

"The cat is made up of nine knotted thongs of cotton cord about 2 1/2 feet long. They use it to lash an offenders bare back. It's designed to lacerate the skin and cause intense pain. The collective also loved the scaring it created, partly because it served as a constant reminder of what would happen to you if you were an offender, but I think mainly because the guards got off on causing pain. Gofer was their favorite whipping boy. The administrators at the school liked to make him take his shirt off in front of the other children to show them what happens to 'bad citizens' that try to be different. The funny thing is a vast majority of the students were never whipped. It seems like none of them had any desire to be different, while Gofer couldn't seem to help being different as you can see by the sheer volume of incidents he had." My Master said raising up the two folders of transgressions.

"That explains his reaction when we saw his back. He was worried that I would hate him." Arnold observed.

"How could anyone do that to another person." I asked.

"Throughout history there have always been people willing and in fact eager to do this. And the Illuminati had had that quality bred into them for millennia." My Master continued. "We're still going through their records and are appalled by what we're continuing to learn about them. It's kind of amazing how hard it was for Gofer to comply with being the same while the other students didn't seem to have any problem conforming."

"And it doesn't seem like he was doing it out of defiance. Since we took over three years ago he has been a model student. He has not just been obedient but eager to please. The sad thing is because of his upbringing he did his best to hide how eager he was to please, we think he was still worried that he would be punished for excelling, even though Ansulm told him that it was alright to be different."

"I'm sure subconsciously or consciously he is convinced that it is all a trick and he will be punished again if he falls for it. That is why Ansulm brought him to my attention when he turned 16 and it was time for him to leave the school and get a job. Originally we had hoped that the CBHs would start acting like real humans after they were no longer repressed by the collective, but they still don't seem to have any ambition or drive. It has been really frustrating, we honestly hoped that the CBHs would behave like normal humans after they were out from under the thumb of "The Collective"."

"But most haven't changed much. Gofer on the other hand is starting to show initiative now that he sees that we prize initiative. I think he still is having problems trusting that we really want initiative and that it isn't a trick. I think he is capable of even more. One thing he hasn't been able to hide is that he looks up to us Sheps and likes us. I think having David around has helped some."

"How has that helped?" I asked.

"He sees that we value your individualism and he's starting to be willing to show his more. Unfortunately he doesn't appear to be very bright, not much more than a typical CBH." My Master replied.

"What makes you say that Master?"

"After Ansulm took over the school he gave them all IQ and aptitude tests. Gofer scored slightly higher than the dismal scores of the others, but not very much higher."

"Well I think he is plenty smart or at least a lot smarter than he lets on..."

"We've told him that we value intelligence and initiative, and although he's coming along a lot more than the other CBHs, he definitely isn't coming along like a Feral would." My Master concluded. I had been so engrossed with this discussion that I forgot to take advantage of my Master's member wedged between my ass cheeks. I planned on remedying that now. I started to wiggle a little and squeezed my ass cheeks together around his rapidly plumping sheath. He tried to ignore me, but his erection proved that he was failing miserably. "Trying to get the CBHs to come around has been my pet project," he said, squirming under my devious butt cheeks, "but for the life of me I can't get them to be anything more than what they were in 'The Collective'." I slowly started sliding my crack up and down his sheath.

The pups could now see what I was up to and were giggling. Finally my Master had had enough. He didn't even bother saying anything, he just threw me over his shoulder and stood up. "Excuse me pups, I have a feral that needs punished." They giggled some more and as we walked out of the room with my waist over my Master's broad shoulder Arnold winked at me. My Master carried me up to his room and threw me on the bed. "So you thought that was funny, did you?" In a mock serious tone.

"I thought it was hysterical." I said with my best rebellious feral look. The one I knew made my Master horny as fuck. "So what's the big ugly hybrid gonna do about it?"

"The big ugly hybrid is gonna make the little ungrateful feral finish what he started!" And with that he picked me up under the shoulders and sat me down in front of him on the edge of the bed, right in front of his huge drooling doghood. My mouth was watering as much as he was dribbling precum. He pulled my head towards him and I licked up the precum that was dripping down his sheath. I could already taste a heady amount of effects, I really had him going good I thought proudly.

I couldn't hold back any longer, I skinned back his sheath exposing ALL of that huge, veiny, virile tubesteak, then took the head into my eager mouth. DAMN WAS I LUCKY. Of all the humans in the world, I was the only one who could call this Shep his lover. His effects were especially potent because of how I had riled him up, I knew I wouldn't last long, but I planned on enjoying it while I could. I worked my way up and down that thick shaft while my hands massaged those huge balls.

He then grabbed my hair and pulled my head back from his bitch sticker, then he grabbed me under the armpits and lifted me up. Instinctively I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his chest. He grabbed each of my ass cheeks with one of his massive paws, spreading them as he lowered me toward the tip of his dick. My sphincter was already relaxed from effects and his well lubed head easily slid into me. He continued to lower me down until he was all the way in and my ass was resting on his pubic bone. He dipped at the knees and then straightened them back up, the momentum propelling me up his shaft until I almost came off the top. But right before I shot off the end he grabbed my shoulders and pulled me back down over it as he dipped his knees and straightened back up. It didn't take too many of these bounces for me to blow my load.

But by that time I was only semi coherent. My Master's precum was just teeming with effects from being all riled up and he was dribbling so much of it that it was leaking out of my ass, down my balls and dripping onto the floor. But a good portion was being absorbed through my rectal lining into my bloodstream, giving me an incredible effects high. It wasn't long before I was headed for another orgasm as my Master began to knot up in me. He bounced me up and down until finally his knot was too big for me to pop off of it and as we both went off in unison my Master fell backward onto the bed with me on top of him. I was already so far gone that it only took one or two shots from my Master before I drifted off into the oblivion of effects...

I woke up early, but I didn't get up. My head was resting on my Master's huge chest, right over his heart. It was thumping out its bass rhythm, the most calming, soothing sound in the world to me. I said a little prayer, thanking God for letting me and my Master find each other. I love my Master with all my heart, and the best thing is I know he feels the same about me. I rubbed my face in my Master's furry chest. My lips ran across his nipple and I took it in my mouth, running my tongue across it.

For a moment my Master just moaned in his sleep, but soon he woke up and smiled down at me, then ran his paw through my hair as I gently sucked on his nipple. He pulled me completely on top of him and let me slide down between his legs. Our members were together and were now throbbing as we slowly and sensuously thrust against each other. There was no urgency, we would build up until we were on the edge then back off. He leaned down and sucked a small bit of skin from my throat into his mouth and held it there while he continued to suck. I knew he was marking me as his. I always loved this because it was an affirmation to the world that I belonged to him and he wanted everyone to know it. After a bit he let go and lay back as we started working to a crescendo.

He reached down and took one of my buns in each hand pulling me towards him as we thrust against each other. He was still mostly in his sheath, but he was knotting up and I knew exactly what to do. I started thrusting against the base of my Master's huge knot. That was all it took to make his cock start jerking as jet after jet of his precious seed shot onto his chest. Of course the excitement of feeling my Master in the throes of ecstasy brought me over the edge also and I shot my unworthy seed to mix with that of my Master's.

I collapsed on top of my Master, our sticky seed gluing us together. When we finally caught our breath my Master rolled me off of him and started licking our combined spooge from his belly and chest. He savored each lick, rolling it around in his mouth several times before swallowing it, all the while he had dreamy expression on his face. I had a hard time not laughing and told my Master. "Maybe you should get your scientists to make a patch for human semen..."

"What?" My Master said coming out of his trance like state.

"It doesn't seem like I'm the only one addicted." I added as I laughed immoderately.

My Master again shook his head to get the cobwebs out and finally responded defensively, "I'm not addicted, it's just that I savor human spunk like a fine wine."

"Don't try to give me that bullshit, you zone out on me when you taste it."

"Well maybe it's more like catnip, it has an effect on me... But I'm NOT addicted!" He said even more defensively. "Besides, I HAD to be the one to clean up the mess. If I would have let you clean it up you would have been passed out again." He added with a smugness returning to his tone.

"You're just always looking out for your poor worthless feral, aren't you?" I added with a chuckle. On these rare occasions he reminded me more of a ten year old than a nearly omnipotent Master of the Universe.

"Someone has to look out for him..." He said as he licked my nose. When he tried to lick it again I tilted my head up and that big thick Shep tongue hit my mouth instead. I quickly sucked it into my mouth before he could pull it away. His instinct was to pull it away, then when he had a few seconds to think he started exploring my mouth with it. The kiss was nice and slow and languorous. I could still taste both of us on his tongue. He finally pulled away despite me best efforts to keep him in my mouth. "As much as I'd like to continue down this line, I have to get up and get to work." He added as he rose from the bed. "Lets get up and get a shower."

I got up from the bed and we both headed into the shower. We helped each other wash but we didn't get into any hanky panky. I got dried, dressed and brushed my hair as my Master dried off in the high speed dryer. We then headed down to breakfast. Mom came over to meet us as we walked into the dining room. She gave my Master a hug and a kiss. "Good Morning." She said to my Master.

Who replied with a "Good Morning. You look gorgeous as usual today."

She chuckled, "If I didn't know from all the noise at night that David was taking care of you I would think you were trying to get some."

My Master gazed down at his limp Johnson and replied, "As you can see the little scamp has got me completely drained."

She turned to me and said with a smirk "Thank you David, I don't know how I got along without you here before this." She said as she gave me a motherly hug and a kiss on my forehead. It always felt so good when she held me. It was different from when my Master held me, but it was another kind of love that I had missed for too long. She held me for a moment then let me go as the pups came thundering down the stairs. The boys ran past their mom to their seats. They were at the age when they thought they were too grown up to be hugged by their mom. I didn't mind, that left her to spend more of her attention on me. Brunhild on the other hand came up and gave her mom a big hug before sitting down. Soon we were all seated and Gofer came around to take our breakfast orders. I had decided to try something so I had sat on my Master's left hand side. Gofer came and took my Masters order and then unlike all the other times he went to the right instead of the left, again leaving me as the last one to get his order taken. As he went to the right to take Brunhild's order he flashed me a smirk that said "I know what you're doing but fuck you anyway". After he left we started talking while we waited for our orders.

"I think there is already a waiting list for your fly fishing school." Arnold informed me.

"What do you mean?" I asked confused. "We haven't even advertised yet."

"Well while you were 'busy' last night," he said rolling his eyes then smirking, "we were on chat with our friends talking about our trip and I brought up your school. Just about all of them want to go to it. And all of them have told other friends about it."

"I guess I'll be hearing from their fathers today. Maybe we should really start thinking about how you want to set this up." My Master suggested.

"Well I guess we should get together with Jeff and Loki and discus how we want to do it. I've never had a business before Master, I don't even know how to get started." I replied with a little trepidation.

"Don't worry, Loki and I will help you get it up and running. I could tell all my friends about it but it sounds like their pups will already be pestering them." My Master assured me.

Soon Gofer was bringing us our breakfast. Of course I was last and he set my plate down in front of me while everyone else was already busy eating. As he put it down in front of me he seemed to have a hard time keeping a smirk off of his face. I wondered what he did to my food this time. I checked my food as he stood in the doorway between the kitchen and the dining room watching me. I couldn't see anything out of the ordinary so I started eating my eggs, but it was hard to enjoy them with Gofer acting like he was waiting for something to happen. I was distracted by this and I wasn't able to pay attention to the conversations going on around the table. A couple of times someone asked me a question and I had no idea what they asked. As I finally finished my meal with no obvious issues, Gofer gave me a gotcha look. Soon everyone was done and Gofer came and took our plates to the kitchen.

"Well David, I have a few calls to make this morning, but in a couple of hours I'll be done. I'll call Loki and have him bring Jeff over, then we can get started getting your school in order. Plus we also get ready for our trip, it's only two days away. The pups are heading out to play war games, but why don't you just hang out around the house until I'm done?"

"Yes Master." I replied, my mind still on Gofer. I went out to the garage and got my fly rod. I went out back and started practicing my casting, it wasn't so much that I needed practice, but it was something to take my mind off of Gofer. I went around the yard, casting under and around various bushes on the grounds. It really wasn't working though, I still couldn't take my mind off of Gofer. As if on cue Gofer came out of the garage as I worked my way around the yard. He was carrying a hoe as he walked to my Master's horny goat weed patch. When he got there he started carefully tending the garden, carefully working the soil and bending down to pull out any weeds that had the audacity to take up residence there. My Master was a firm believer in its medicinal properties but the one time I asked him to let me try some he said, "Are you kidding me? You are too horny already, you don't need your libido increased." But as I watched Gofer I decided that I would go confront him. He had his back to me, so I was able to catch him a little off guard. "Gofer." I called to him when I was a few feet behind him.

He jumped about a foot in the air, which kinda gave me a bit of satisfaction after all the pranks he had been pulling on me. I feel sorry for him but I guess I'm no angel. He turned and looked at me and when he realized who it was I could see the hatred flash in his eyes for a second before he regained his composure and went back to his dull blank CBH stare which I was sure was just an act. "Yes Master David?" He replied, the ever present sneer in his voice when he talked to me shown through his eyes in addition to his voice.

"Can I ask you a few questions?"

"Of course you can ask me questions, you're a Master and I am just a poor obedient CBH." He replied as he started to roll his eyes but caught himself about half way through.

"How old are you Gofer?"

He looked surprised that I would care enough about him to be interested and he replied to me without animosity in his voice for the first time ever, "I'm 16 Master David, I came here a couple of months ago when I turned 16 and was ready to leave the Collective School. Well I mean what used to be the Collective School before the Masters liberated us." When he said the word 'Masters' there was definitely a reverence in his tone. Whatever else he was hiding I was sure he truly worshiped his Shep masters.

"So you're about the same age as me." I stated but he didn't reply, I guess because it wasn't a question but more of a statement. Finally I decided to come to the crux of the matter. "Gofer I'm gonna be blunt, why do you hate me?"

He looked at me questioningly for a few seconds then went back into his clueless CBH act, "I'm just a poor CBH. We aren't capable of complex emotions like hate or love." By this time the sneer had crept back into his voice. It didn't make sense to pursue it right now. I wasn't likely to get anywhere with it so I walked away.

I went up to the house and as I walked past the sitting room Mom called out to me. "Would you like a danish David?" I peaked my head in the door and saw her sitting in a love seat across from Loki's wife Sigyn. "They are cherry cheese danish, I know that's your favorite." My mouth was watering now.

"Sure Mom!" I said as I grabbed a napkin and a danish. She patted the seat beside her, inviting me to sit beside her. I sat down and she put her arm around me. When I finished my danish and wiped my mouth and hands with my napkin, I leaned up against her and buried my head in the hollow of her neck.

"At least one of my boys still lets me hold him." She told Sigyn as she pulled me even tighter to her. I hazarded a glance at Sigyn who looked a little jealous, but she had a feral of her own, maybe she should try to get closer to him. I almost fell asleep in Mom's arms while they chatted, until my Master walked into the room.

"Sorry to interrupt but Loki and Jeff are on the way over." My Master informed the room. I got up, getting a kiss from Mom as I did. The timing was perfect as we heard the doorbell ring and Butler showed them in. "Loki, why don't the four of us go up to the tying room and discuss this since that is where half the class is going to be."

"That sounds like a plan Sir." Loki replied "I've already been getting calls and e-mails asking if the boys really are giving classes. Sheps are already jockeying for position to be the first to take the class." He continued with a chuckle. "I keep telling them NOBODY is getting trained until I get my lessons!" He said with an exaggerated pout.

"Oh quit moaning, but since were leaving tomorrow evening for our trip you and Jeff better get your asses in gear." My Master informed Loki as we went into our new classroom. "The first thing we have to decide is class size. What do you boys think you can handle?"

"I think about 10 max Master. What do you think Jeff?"

"That sounds about right." Jeff confirmed.

"Then we need to decide how many hours of classes they get and how they should be divided up." Loki chimed in.

Surprisingly Jeff spoke up, "I've been thinking a lot about that and I think that we should have 2 hour classes, an hour of tying lessons and an hour of casting lessons. We could have them Monday thru Thursday and on Friday we could take them to the stream and teach them stream tactics."

"You sound like you've done a lot of thinking on this Jeff, what do you think David?" My Master said.

"I hadn't given it much thought yet but it sounds like a good plan Master."

"I think the boys should charge 2 EC's per hour per student." Loki put forth.

"That sound's about right and with 10 students that would mean the boys would each make 10 EC per hour."

At 20 EC a day and then 80 EC on Friday, they will be making more than a lot of Shep's working full time make. That's not bad money for someone with no living expenses." Loki chided Jeff who looked embarrassed.

"I'll pitch in for my living expenses Loki." Jeff said defensively.

"Relax Jeff, I was only joking. Although you know there is a way you can pay your way." Loki added with leer. Jeff turned bright red but didn't say anything more. It was a shame how awkward they were with each other when I knew they really wanted to be together. I guess it was hard for me to understand because things just came so easy between my Master and I. I never felt guilty about not pulling my weight because my Master always made sure I knew how valuable I was to him.

"You two also have to put your heads together and write up a curriculum and syllabus for the course. Maybe I'll have Freyja get the pups to make a website for the school as a school project." My Master interjected. "I know that Grimald really has an aptitude for that kind of stuff."

"I guess we could list all the types of casts we will teach. Then for the tying portion, we can teach wet flies the first day, nymphs the second, mayfly dry flies the third day and spend the last day on other dries like terrestrials, caddis flies and stone flies." I interjected.

"Why don't you flesh that out a little this afternoon when Loki and I are in our meeting. Hopefully I'll be able to keep the guys on task instead of them talking about how much they want to learn to fly fish." My Master continued, rolling his eyes. "Then maybe when you take your first class to Rose River Farm we can pay a videographer to take a video of the students fishing and put it on the website."

From there we started to discus our upcoming trip to Spruce Creek. We went on line and looked at the video which showed the creek and the log "cabin". It should have been called a log mansion. I sat leaning against my Master, his big furry arm around me pulling me close to him. Loki and Jeff on the other hand were sitting apart from each other, but you could see both of them wishing that they were as close as my Master and I. We talked for about 15 minutes more, then my Master said. "Well it's time for lunch, then after that Loki and I better get back to work. Besides if I sit here holding you like this much longer I'm gonna get too worked up. And you know what that would mean..."

I reached around him and held my Master tight and said hopefully, "How much longer will it take to get you too worked up?"

"You ARE hopeless! We both have work we need to get done today. But I'll make sure you know your place tonight."

"Promises, promises." I replied as I pulled his muzzle down for a quick kiss, then he stood up and we all went to the dining room to get lunch. After lunch my Master and Loki went to a meeting and I grabbed couple of tablets and pens. Then Jeff and I sat down and started putting together a curriculum and a syllabus. After an hour or so we had it pretty well set, Jeff had obviously spent more time thinking about it than I had. We had some time to kill so we went over to the sofa which was more comfortable than the chairs and started chatting.

We had been chatting a while when out of the blue Jeff asked, "How do you not let it bother you?"

"Let what bother me?"

"Submitting to Woden. How can you do that and still feel like a man." He asked in complete sincerity.

I'm sure I looked at him like he had 3 eyes. "Jeff, I don't know where you have come up with that idea, but I sure as hell don't feel like less of a man when I give myself to my Master."

"But when you submit you are acknowledging him as your superior."

"Duh. He is my superior, but that doesn't lessen who I am. He's my Alpha and I'm willing to follow him wherever he leads. Especially if that is into the bedroom..." I said with a smirk. Jeff just shook his head. I put my arm around his shoulder and pulled him to me. "Jeff there is nothing wrong with giving yourself to someone that loves you. My life was so empty before my Master claimed me, now it's filled beyond bursting."

"David I'm afraid I'm gonna be alone all my life..." He said with a shaky voice. I felt so sorry for him and I gave him a hug.

He was rigid for a few seconds, but soon he kinda melted into my arms. It started innocent enough, but soon I was running my hands up and down his back. Slowly he was starting to respond. He started tentatively exploring my body with his hands. I instinctively started to take charge. Surprisingly Jeff despite his earlier protestations that he didn't want to submit was doing just that. Soon I was on top of him on the couch and I had wedged myself between his legs. I could feel his little rock hard boner against mine as I brought my lips to his. He parted his lips as my tongue sought entrance and welcomed it in. Soon I was thrusting against him like I had been thrusting against my Master earlier that morning. Now I knew how my Master must feel when he is with me. Thrusting against Jeff's tiny dick made me feel so Alpha and I thrust more urgently. But all of a sudden Jeff's cock started jerking as he came way too soon. "I'm sorry David..." He said obviously embarrassed.

"Jeff there is no reason to be sorry." I said as I got up. I looked down and saw a spreading wet spot in his shorts. "If you want you can borrow a pair of my briefs and shorts."

"Thanks. It would be kinda embarrassing to go around like this." He said sheepishly. He followed me to my room. I grabbed a pair of my briefs and shorts and tossed them to him.

"I'll get you something to clean up with." While he took his clothes off I went into the bathroom and grabbed a warm wet wash cloth for him to clean up with. He was facing me when I threw him the wash cloth so I could see his package. If it wasn't for his bright orange pubic hair he would have looked like a little boy down there. He wiped himself down then he turned around as he went to put on his briefs, giving me a nice view of his sexy tight little ass. What he was missing in size he more than made up for in muscles. I couldn't help thinking how hot it would be to fuck him senseless. I may be a sub for my Master, but when it comes to humans I could only ever imagine myself as the giver not the receiver. Soon he was dressed and I picked up his shorts and briefs by the waistband. "Watch this." I told him. We walked out the door and I called out, "Hey Gofer."

Gofer took his time coming out of his room since it was only me calling him. If it would have been one of the Sheps he would have come running and groveled. I tossed the shorts and briefs at him so he had to catch one with each hand. "Hey! Why are they wet?"

I ignored the fact that he didn't call me Master, it really wasn't a big deal to me. "Oh. That's just a little spooge." He shot me a withering glance before he caught himself. "Don't worry, spooge in briefs washes off, I know from experience." I said with a chuckle. "Please wash those for Jeff and put them on my dresser when you are done." Gofer gave me a dirty look, but only for a second before he had his blank CBH face on again. And with that he left the room.

"Man, he was pissed!" Jeff said with a laugh. "I didn't get the part about the spooge in briefs though." I told him about Gofer cumming in my briefs while I was in the shower. Now he really laughed, "He's quite a piece of work, isn't he?"

"Yeah, but I feel bad for him. I don't think he is your typical CBH."

"Yeah, there is something not quite right about him." Jeff responded.

In a few minutes Gofer came running back to my room almost out of breath. "Master David. Master Woden sent me to get you and Jeff. He told me to tell you to meet them at the garage."

"Thank you Gofer."

"I'll run and tell Master Woden you are on your way!" He said as he bolted out the door.

"What the hell was that?" Jeff asked. "Is that Gofer's good twin?"

"No. That's just Gofer to everyone but me. He doesn't know what to do first for any of the Sheps and I think any time my Master asks him to do anything for him he literally creams his shorts."

"Damn, I've never seen a CBH behave like that."

"I know he would never dream of doing anything to harm any of the Sheps, which is why I haven't gone to my Master with his behavior towards me."

"But David, he might be dangerous to you."

"I really doubt that he will do anything harmful to me. I don't really think he is a bad person." I said as we headed out into the yard. When we got out to the Garage our Masters were waiting for us there with their fly rods. I continued teaching my Master while Jeff started teaching Loki. This could only help since the two of them would be in close physical contact. We continued to teach our Master's to cast until it was dinner time. Loki and Jeff would be heading back to their house for dinner. Sheps were very family oriented and they nearly always tried to have dinner together whenever possible.

Jeff followed me up to my room to change out of my clothes and put on his clothes that Gofer had washed. When we got into the room I saw a plastic garbage bag on the dresser. I went over to it and looked in it. There were Jeff's WET shorts and briefs, fresh out of the washing machine.

"Whatthefuck!" I exclaimed. Jeff just looked at me with a puzzled look as I went out the door. "Gofer!" I yelled. As Gofer came upstairs I could see a mischievous twinkle in his eyes.

"Yes Master David?" He said with a syrupy voice.

"I asked you to wash Jeff's clothes. Why aren't they finished?"

"I'm sorry Master David," he said trying and succeeding in keeping a straight face, "I did exactly what Master David asked me to do."

"But they are still soaking wet!"

"Of course they are. When you wash clothes they are always wet."

"Why didn't you dry them?" I asked exasperatedly.

"Master David didn't tell me to dry them."

"You should know that they needed dried." I said, trying not to lose my temper.

"I'm just a poor CBH, we do what we are told. You only told me to wash them." He added trying to look innocent.

I tossed him the bag and said, "Please dry these clothes and fold them and walk back up here and put them on my dresser." He took the bag and left the room, part way down the stairs I could hear him giggle.

"You did only tell him to wash them." Jeff laughed. "And if I thought for a second that he was a normal CBH I would have bought the excuse, but he just nailed you Dude."

"Well I guess you will just have to wear my clothes home and bring them back tomorrow." I said.

"Not a problem."

We walked downstairs and then out to the driveway where my Master and Loki were waiting at Loki's limo. We said our goodbys and after they drove off we walked back into the house to wash up for dinner. We walked up to my Master's bathroom. It was times like these that I wished the Sheps wore clothes. I had been horny ever since my little aborted make out session with Jeff. Now seeing those big low hangers and long sheath hanging between my Master's legs had me hard as a rock. Of course my Master noticed my condition. He waited until I had soaped up my face then grabbed me from behind and ran his paw a couple of times up and down my pecker. "Hey! Stop that!" I yelled as I tried to wash the soap from my face. But I was so worked up that it only took a couple of strokes and I pulled a Jeff, shooting a load in my briefs.

My Master gave a big belly laugh as I finished washing my face. "Now I'm gonna have to change clothes before dinner."

Some of my spooge had seeped through my shorts onto my Master's paw and he brought it to his nose for a sniff. He got that glazed look in his eye again. He shook his head and pulled my shorts and briefs off. As I stepped out of them he got on his knees and licked the spooge off of my cock and belly and anywhere else there was even a drop. Then he picked up the briefs and sucked the wet spot out of them. When he finally got to his feet, he held up the briefs and said, "I'm keeping these!"

"You are such a PERV!" I laughed. "And I still say you're addicted to me."

"I am NOT addicted." He replied defensively. "But I'm still keeping these." He said and took another deep sniff of the crotch.

I washed off a little more and grabbed another pair of briefs and shorts and got dressed. I looked up to see my Master with my briefs draped over his nose. I just shook my head as my Master threw them on the bed. He put his arm around me and asked, "What had you so worked up?"

"Promise you won't get mad?" I asked sheepishly.

He licked my nose and said, "I could never be mad at you!"

"After you and Loki left Jeff and I made out." I said, still worried he would be upset.

"DID YOU BONE HIM?!!!" My Master asked excitedly.

"No. It didn't get that far." I replied.

"Damn! You gotta tell me ALL about it. IN DETAIL!" I told him about our make out session and he listened raptly. He was hard as a rock.

"That really has you turned on doesn't it?" I asked.

"You have no idea. Here let me show you something." He said as he led me over to a small trunk. Inside was a bunch of OLD glossy magazines. He picked up one called "Twinks Squared" and opened it up. There were hot young men doing all kind of sexy stuff. "These are magazines from before the collective, back when humans were real humans like you ferals. When I was stuck using my paw, these were what I used to get myself in the mood. But none of them is as sexy as you!" We looked through the magazine together, then he picked up another one called "Bears Seduce Twinks". It had older hairy guys humping young smooth guys. "This is the one I used the night that you weren't here." He said with a wink.

"You really ARE into this, aren't you?" I asked shaking my head in disbelief.

"Hell Yeah! I'd love to watch you top Jeff. That would be too hot." He said as he put the magazines away. "If we weren't already late for dinner I'd have to bend you over right here and relieve this." He said as he guided my hand to his throbbing boner. I reluctantly took my hand away as we made our way down to the dining room.

Nothing eventful happened at dinner. After dinner we went into the family room and started to watch a movie. I was getting a little better at following them and my Master would sometimes pause the movie to explain things to me when I didn't understand something. After about half an hour Gofer came in with a desert cart and let us pick something off of the cart. He of course came to my Master first and my Master said, "You pick first David."

I knew it was killing him that I got first choice. I grabbed a piece of the cheese cake smothered in cherries and whipped cream. My Master grabbed the hot fudge Sundae. Gofer then made his way to the rest of the family. My Master and I shared our desserts, feeding each other half of the time.

When we had finished our dessert and Gofer had taken away the plates my Master sat me on his lap to finish watching the rest of the movie. "Gofer now that we are done with dessert, why don't you turn off the lights for us."

Gofer dimmed the lights and my Master hugged me close to him. All of a sudden his dick started rising and it rose right up between my legs and lay right beside my manhood, which also hardened as I felt his growing. He pushed my legs together and started sloooooowly rubbing his cock up and down between my legs. We were both building to a crescendo while everyone else was watching the movie. Fortunately the volume was high so they couldn't hear our heavy breathing. Every time his knot would start to form, my Master would back off.

My Master licked my ear for most of the movie, which had a surprisingly calming effect on me. He kept us on the edge the whole time the movie was on. By the end I had a huge wet spot of precum on my shorts, some of it mine and even more of it had leaked from my Master. I'm sure plenty had dribbled down his balls and was puddled on the leather of the love seat. The boys had caught on to what we were doing and were giggling, while Mom and Brunhild pretended like they didn't know what was going on. When the credits came on and the lights were still out my Master lifted me from his lap and we started walking for the door, our backs toward everybody so they couldn't see our erections.

The only one that saw them was Gofer as we were walking past him. I couldn't help giving him a smirk, he had to know what I was about to get. My Master said, "Gofer I spilled something on the love seat. Please be sure to clean it up." He would have to be a fool to not know what my Master had "spilled" on the love seat. I mean you could smell it all the way over here.

We almost ran up to my Master's room and I was shedding my clothes as soon as we crossed the threshold. I already had my shirt off but my Master had less patience than I had. He grabbed the back of my shorts and briefs with both of his paws and tore them apart and then off of me. He growled ferociously then said in a voice that was barely discernible from the growl, "Well feral, I'm feeling kinda 'FERAL' myself tonight!"

He didn't even bother getting on the bed, he just tackled me sending me to my knees. My Master gripped my hips and started thrusting like a feral dog. He poked me several times with his head including once in the balls before he found the target. He took a short exploratory thrust, then when he was sure he was in he shoved the whole thing into me balls deep. I could see us in the ceiling to floor mirror.

My Master's hips were a blur, just like a feral German Shepherd. If it wasn't for the fact that my Master was all wound up and shooting highly potent precum into me, the pain would probably be almost unbearable. But the effects had started to take effect almost from the first thrust, which relaxed me and loosened my hole. He bent over me and clamped his muzzle down over the back of my neck. He growled, obviously threatening me with a "don't you dare move Bitch!" kind of growl. But I was only vaguely aware of what was going on now. Somewhere along the line he released his mating bite and straightened his back so he could thrust harder to seat his knot in me. Although he was holding my hips up while he pounded away on me, my head was slowly lowering to the floor. I'm not sure if I came or if I did how many times I did. The last thing I remember was his knot swelling up, stretching me to near bursting and him cumming hard in me as the effects made me surrender, body, mind and soul to my Master...