Anthropia Chapter 1
#6 of Anthropia Adventures
The darkened bedroom was filled with the sound of obvious mating going on, yet judging by the voices, there was a clear age difference. The candle flame that was used to illuminate the room would flicker just enough to show images of a very young otter girl moaning and grunting as full adult sized fox mounted her from behind and was thrusting his cock into her under aged pussy.
The fox was completely naked, yet the young otter had a leather collar around her neck, dyed purple and with a tag on it that showed the house insignia of a canine paw grasping a sword and holding it up to a sun. The otter was a slave, a belonging to the Solar Sword family. A bloodline of wolves who were peerless warriors. The legendary Solar Sword was a family heirloom of theirs, said to draw power from being exposed to sunlight and release its fiery power upon striking an enemy.
"Ah, m-master!" She whined, clutching the sheets hard as the fox drilled into her from behind. "It hurts!" She pleaded. In truth, she had just hit puberty yesterday, and almost immediately after her birth day came about, she was collared and used as a slave, just like her mother who also belonged to the family.
"I'm almost done, slave." The fox replied, as he tightened his grip on her hips and gave the last series of forceful thrusts needed to finish off. His knot popped inside her, causing the young otter to squeal and opened her eyes wide in pain as the fox yipped loudly and came, filling the slave below him. It was also the first orgasm she herself had experienced, and the sensation, combined with her exhaustion was enough to put her right to sleep as the afterglow began to fade.
"I trust you found little Jakra here to you liking?" Said a suave and sarcastic voice from the doorway. The fox turned to see a brown furred wolf leaning on the door way, grinning at him and crossing his arms over his chest. It was none other than Canis, one of the elder sons to the family and heir to the family lordship. He was dressed in rather elegant attire, consisting of navy blue dress pants. amd a matching over coat with white trims.
The fox gave another glance to the sleeping otter firmly attached with his knot inside her and turned back to the wolf with a smiling nod. Giving her a pat on the rear, he began to speak as if the situation were not awkward at all.
"Oh, most definitely. Your family certainly knows how to entertain its guests, Canis." The fox replied happily, "I don't see too many reasons why your son can't take this slave with him on his way to the mage academy. Every good wizard needs an assistant, after all." He said, turning back to the otter. "And she is so very helpful" He mused.
"I'm glad you liked her so much, Valo, since you'll be the boy's instructor. I wasn't sure if you mages were allowed slaves during your training. Too much distraction or something." Canis said, leaning off the doorway. With that, he turned and began to leave the room, off to tell his future mage of a son that he would be bringing along some personal belongings on his way to the academy.
You may be wondering what the heck is going on here, if you just read the above story out of context. Well, long story short, its after the appocalypse. Or, to be more accurate, its after the human appocalypse. Nature and beast still survived, and magic has once more returned to the mortal world. Sometimes, children will develop magic before puberty and are taken to a life of relative ease and comfort as part of the mage academy. Those who fail to develop magic are subjected to a much worse life.
But if you want the full, in depth detail on the story, you'll have to read the appendix that will be added into various parts detailing about the mages, the slave trade, the social hierarchy, and the food chain system. For now, however, let us return to our story.
Valo was a mage from the academy sent to collect Canis' son, Moon. Two days ago, his magical talents first manifested in the form of a Focuser mage. The wooden sword he had been playing with since childhood, preparing for the day when he would become a soldier like his father had become a focal point for his magical power. One day, while pretending to sword fight, he nearly blew up part of the castle wall with a huge fireball erupted from the tip of his blade. The event left him so exhausted, he passed out for the next 30 hours, and had only recovered by the time Valo had arrived for an inspection.
By normal people's standards, Moon was very young, only 11 years old. However, by mage standards, he had just barely missed the marker for becoming a mage. Another year or two, and he would have gone into puberty, losing any chance of developing magic. Besides, mages were capable of living for hundreds, if not thousands of years, so for him to only be 11 years old, he might as well still be in the womb.
Moon was both excited and nervous at the same time. He had hoped to become a great warrior, instead, he found he was going to become a powerful mage. Granted, a mage who seemed adept at swordplay, but still, a mage. He wasn't the first in his family to develop such talents, of course, the Solar Sword had been forged by the family's founder, a mage, himself, and on the last 10 generations of the family name, 8 members including himself had developed magical inheritance. Still, he was the first in the past 3 generations to reawaken its power. Neither his father, nor his two aunts had magic, nor did his grand parents.
Moon sat on the bed with a lantern illuminating the room. He was still holding the toy wooden swordin his lap, staring at it, trying to figure out how he had released the fire ball. He was afraid to start swinging it again, just in case. As part of a welcome present, Valo had given the boy an initiates robe made out of brown silk. He decided to put it on out of curiosity and found it to be quite comfortable, but it was not as finely tailored as the rest of his noble clothing. The robe consisted of a flowing, hooded shirt which was tied at the waist with a leather belt, along with a pair of brown trousers that were tucked inside of brown leather boots that reached up to his knees in height. He choose to keep the hood down for now, it keep slouching down over his eyes when he left it up, making it difficult to see.
Moon had dusty red fur across the backside of his body, and the top of his head, but on his muzzle and underside, his fur was a sandy orange. It actually seemed fitting that he would have produced fire, his orange and red coloring gave him a fiery wolfish appearance. He was 4'0 tall weighing at 79 lbs, and the signs of muscle deffinition were starting to show as he prepared to develop into a powerful predator some day. Further evidence that he was almost at the point of puberty. His eyes were a crystal blue color, much like a full moon's light.
Was was finally pulled out of his musings when he heard a knock at the door, followed by his father entering the room. His father took a moment to glance the boy over, taking in his new attire and smiled proudly as he entered the room to pass on the news.
"You will not be journeying to the academy alone, son." His father began, "You will be accompanied by our slave, Jakra. Correctly, make that your slave, Jakra." He told him, "A little going away present for you. I'm giving you your first personal slave, free of charge. Use her as you see fit. Whether for helping in your experiments, or for more personal reasons." He explained, giving him a wink at the last part. Moon was surprised, he knew the family owned slaves, practically every predator on the planet indulged in slavery, but he never thought he would own one for himself this early in his life.
With that, he bid his son good night and told him he would be up early tomorrow to leave for the academy. Moon nodded and climbed into bed, anxiously drifting off to sleep as the events began to sink in. Becoming a mage, owning a slave, upholding the family legacy...
27 hours later....
Moon was now on the road to the academy with Valo, the fox leading the way, and Jakra, the otter, following in tow behind them. Jakra had been given new clothing in addition to the collar she wore. Despite the fact she was a slave, the clothing she had possessed some degree of elegance, the Solar Swords liked to make a good impression when showing off their property. She was dressed in a uniform that was the same purple as the collar. It consisted of a poofed out pants that were missing a crotch or ass, yet she had a loin cloth that covered that section. She also had a low cut shirt with shoulderless sleeves and kept fastened to her hands with a finger loop. The shirt came to a stop just under her still developing A cup breasts, and if she made any flexing motions, the shirt was in danger of living up to reveal herself. She was being lead along by a leash attached to her collar which was held by Moon. Still surprised by the fact he was her master now, he couldn't help but pass glances back to her every now and then.
Valo was also now wearing clothes, robes similar to Moon's in design, but far more elegant as a sign of his advanced status. They were a molten red, with sunny yellow trims and boots. He was also carrying an intricate looking staff carved out of obsidian rock, with red, molten cracks running along its length, and ending in a cracked and jagged head piece with a flickering flame dancing inside it. Like Moon, Valo was also a focuser mage, the staff being his weapon of choice.
This was also the first time Moon had gotten to look at the mage. Valo was an elderly looking fox, an extra tuft of fur on his muzzle resembling a beard, and his body was showing signs of age as his muscles were on the first stages of withering. Moon couldn't tell for sure, but he estimated Valo was in his mid, to late 40's at first glance. He stood 5'2 in height, weighing at an estimated 115 lbs. A rather small and unimposing figure for someone who was supposed to be a powerful mage.
"You see, Moon." Valo said, pulling Moon out of his distraction as he listened, "Focuser mages, like us, require a special item through which to focus our magical energies. Hence, the name." He said, tapping on his staff for indication. "Not every item can be used as such, you need to prepare it first. Its very easy, but also time consuming." He went on. Moon tried to listen closely, still wanting to find out more about his secret power, and so far, it was quite interesting.
"I'll help you make a replacement focusing item, instead of that toy sword. I recomend starting off with a staff, fairly iconic for our kind of folk." Valo promised as they were approaching a check point along the roads for travelers who grew tired on their adventure.
The checkpoint was a small village called Seaspring, probably because it was one of the few villages that had its own port for receiving or sending out trade ships. Usually, such ports were found in actual cities, not tiny communities like this.
"Let us rent a room and get something to eat." Valo suggested, "We can resume our travels after we're properly rested up." He added. Moon nodded as they approached the gates to find two guards standing out front. Even a small village like this had some measure of security system.
The two guards were aquatic species, a male walrus, and a female dolphin. The moment they saw Jakra being lead along by a leash, they did not seem pleased by the two landlubbers owning an aquatic species as a slave, but upon seeing Valo with an obvious magical staff, they showed more compliance.
"Welcome to Seaspring, sir Mage." The walrus greeted, "Here for business or pleasure?" He asked. Valo replied they were merely here to recover their strength before moving on, which seemed to appease the two guards when finding out their visit would be a short one.
With that, Moon, Valo, and Jakra proceeded into the village. It was a relatively small village, indeed. The larger buildings were clearly businesses of some kind, the local housing was little more than simple huts and cottages. It was easy enough to find the inn, it was probably the largest building of them all.
"Sir," Moon said, causing Valo to turn to him in curiosity, "I understand you're to be my teacher when we arrive?" He asked, to which Valo nodded, saying that it was traditional that the mage who picked up the new apprentice became their instructor.
"The journey back to the academy is sort of a bonding process between us." Valo explained, "Hopefully by the time we arrive, you'll trust me enough to accept by guidance on the path of magic." He added. Moon nodded, understanding the wisdom behind that, but then turned to Jakra, who blushed, turning her eyes down to the floor.
"Father says Jakra could be used as an assistant, that's why he gave me her as a going away present." Moon said, eliciting a chuckle from Valo as they stopped in front of the inn, and he turned to face the two young ones.
"Well actually, there will be fellow mages who can help you out with anything you need, but its not the first time a mage has ever relied on a slave for such uses. In fact, you'll likely spend much of your time studying, with little time to interact with any cute girls. Your slave could help satisfy your cravings." He explained. Moon was a embaressed at that. He may have been young, but he was still old enough to know what he was referring to, there were many times back home where he had stumbled upon his older relatives using the slaves for sexual means.
Jakra said nothing in response. She may have officially become a slave just barely 3 days ago, but she had still been raised in the family since birth to be complacent and obedient. Yet the fact Moon had yet to abuse his dominance over her was refreshing.
They stepped into the inn to see it wasn't too busy, thankfully. Only about 12 other patrons were attending, and most seemed to be here for a drink, rather than a room. The three of them approached the inn keeper's counter as Valo began ordering a room.
The inn keeper was, as luck would have it, another otter, this one a male. He seemed surprised and even disgusted that a child of his people would be dressed in such attire as Jakra, but when he recognized the uniform of Valo and Moon, he visibly shook with frustration as he swallowed his pride.
"Coming right up, sir mage." He said with obviously forced kindness. He handed Valo a room key as Valo took some coins out from a pocket on the inside of his robes and paid for the room, before beckoning Moon to follow him. By now, Moon had finally taken enough notice of people's reactions to become curious. He lead Jakra up the stairs after Valo as they found their room, it was probably one of the most expensive rooms in the place, because it was considerably large for an inn.
Moon took in the sights and noticed it seemed to be a two person room. Two beds, two dressers for clothes, and enough room for two people to move about comfortably. When he noticed there weren't enough beds for all three of them, he thought about asking, but then it quickly dawned on him, Valo intended him to sleep with Jakra in the same bed.
"Take some time to get situated, my boy, I'll go order us some food." Valo said, giving Moon a pat on the head as he turned and began heading back down the stairs, leaving the two young ones alone. Moon turned to Jakra, this was the first time he had gotten any real privacy with his first slave since she was issued to him.
"So... uh, dad tells me I'm your owner now." Moon said, unsure of what to do as he looked Jakra over. "I've never owned... I mean, they belonged to the whole family, but..." He tried to think of something to say, "Well, I've never had a personal slave before." Moon finally admitted.
Jakra crossed her hands in front of her, one paw resting on the other in front of her waist as she looked at Moon, yet avoided eye contact as she had been trained. She was told to speak only when addressed, or if it was vitally important news.
"Umm, I'm Moon." The young wolf said, introducing himself as he tried to start up a conversation, "What can you tell me about yourself?" He asked, wanting to get to know Jakra better than just leading her around all day.
Jakra misunderstood what he meant, predators were not exactly known for being interested in treating prey as equals. So, assuming he meant what good she was as a slave, she began to explain.
"I've been trained in cleaning, and laundry, master Moon. I've also received my first pleasure training last night, with mister Valo, if you wish to continue my training." She explained, "I could prepare some food, but other than seafood, I'm not good at preparing meat." She added.
Moon frowned as she merely listed off her training. He was aware that the slaves were generally treated with little regard for their personal lives. Even young as he was, every carnivore grew up hearing from their parents about their superiority over the prey species. He was being incredibly gentle and open minded with her, as far as the average predator was concerned.
"I asked about you, not your training." Moon said, as he took steps towards her and placed a paw on her head, this got Jakra to meet gazes with him for a few seconds, before she quickly averted her eyes down to his muzzle.
"I... I don't know how to answer, master Moon." She replied nervously, "I was born and raised into your family's stock. I barely have any memories beyond training to serve a superior predator, like all prey should." Jakra explained. Moon was surprised to hear the last part added with a tone that almost suggested idol worship. Had she been brain washed since birth to obey his family in such a way?
Moon frowned, he expected to hear more, but it seemed like she was devoid of her own personality. He sighed as he moved away, but as he forgot he was holding a leash, it pulled taut and bringing Jakra along with it. By the time he realized what had happened, and turned aroudn, Jakra was already stumbling forward in mid fall. He quickly thrust one arm out and caught her with his upper body, surprised at how easilly he could support her weight. As he did so, however, Valo finally returned to see the image of Moon hugging his slave close to his chest, while holding her leash out as she was leaning against him.
"Oh, well you certainly didn't waste any time, now did you?" The old fox chuckled. Moon wondered for a bit, before realizing the pose the two were in and blushed under his fur.
"What? No! She just fell on me!" He tried to explain, but Valo took the explanation the wrong way and bust out into a full on laugh as Moon released Jakra who quickly got into a kneeling position, eyes cast down to the floor and her paws in her lap submissively.
"I'm sorry, master! I lost my balance!" She pleaded, causing the wolf to stare down at her wide eyed as Valo continued his laughing, trying to regain his composure.
It was a good two minutes before they finally got the situation fleshed out. Valo still giggled every now and then, but for the most part, he was back in control of himself. Jakra was still kneeling on the floor as Moon was flushed with embaressment.
"I don't understand why you're so hesitant about it, boy." Valo said, crossing his arms and leaning against one of the walls, "Its not like anyone's going to judge you. Its pretty much expected for predators to enforce their dominance upon inferior prey like her." He tried to console him, "Of course, foxes aren't as high ranking predators as you wolves, but even I have some leverage when it comes to such matters." He added.
"I've never... I just haven't mated before, okay?" Moon confessed, "I wasn't of proper age to be inducted into the family's adult matters like diplomacy, war, or slavery." The young wolf looked back at Jakra, who had not budged from her position, almost as if she were specifically waiting to be addressed.
"Well magic only develops in children before they reach such age. If you had come of age, we would not have met." Valo explained, "I understand a little now, but you should know that such acts are very common. In fact, I'd wager you're going to be seing quite a lot of it out in public, not simply behind closed doors. So best you grow accustomed to it now." He reasoned, causing Moon to look at him questioningly.
"It will be a little while before our food is prepared, so I'll give you the first lesson to help ease you childishness." Valo offered, causing Moon some curiosity as the fox approached him.
"Just relax." He said as he took hold of Moon's pants and began to lower them, causing the wolf pup to go wide eyed in surprise, but as he tried to struggle, Valo pressed a paw against his chest to calm him. "Don't worry, you're going to enjoy this." He promised, causing Moon to simmer down as he put his trust in his mentor.
"You, slave!" Valo yipped at Jakra, "You need to be punished for causing your master such embaressment, come here and suck his cock." he ordered. Both Moon and Jakra were taken by surprise at this, but as Valo continued holding him, Moon slowly nodded, and Jakra rose from her spot on the ground and crawled over.
"As master Moon wishes." She replied, getting back on her knees as she looked over her master's now exposed groin. As expected, he was still under developed, having not yet hit puberty, but it was enough, regardless.
She started with the young balls, rolling them in her paws before she leaned in and began licking around the tip of his sheath. Moon flinched and tensed, having never experienced such administrations from a stranger before, or even himself for that matter.
As he did not yet have active hormones, arousing him was somewhat difficult, yet eventually, the confused wolf began to harden up, his puppy dick poking out from the tip of the sheath, which Jakra wrapped her lips around and began sucking at the head. Moon grunted and tried to squirm, but Valo now used both arms to hug him tight, holding him in place as she worked.
"It feels odd!" he whimpered, but Valo just chuckled as he held him, telling him to welcome the sensation. More of his cock slowly began to emerged, and with Jakra keeping her lips around his member, it ebbed further down her muzzle, as it became aroused.
"Its the feeling of superiority, Moon." Valo told him, "You'll grow to love it, and some day, this otter won't be the only slave to make you feel it." the fox promised, "Look how she submits to you, how she fears your retribution and craves your acceptance. Its why she was born, her life is worthless compared to your own. She is slave, you are master, she will obey you or suffer the consequences." Valo monologued as Moon felt Jakra's work.
The monologuing, to others, may have sounded corny or narcisitic, but to Moon, the words were almost hypnotic, they began to sink in as he grew to understand their meaning. Power was bred into his family and his whole species. Eventually, he stopped trying to squirm and rested his paws on Jakra's head, looking down at her through squinting eyes and panting muzzle. Valo was confident now that restraining the pup wasn't necessary and gently released him as Moon continued guiding the otter along his shaft.
Of course, being so young, he did not have the stamina of an adult, and within a matter of moments, he was at the edge, his young knot swelling at the base. He gave a low howling bark as he finally climaxed for the first time, shooting his cum into Jakra's muzzle and down her throat. His young testicles couldn't develop much semen just yet, so it was barely more than a couple small spurts, yet the orgasm was as strong as ever, and his vision went cloudy from the euphoria as he went limp, and Jakra removed his cock from her mouth. She got a look at the full sized member. It was 3 inches long, half an inch thick, yet the knot was a full inch. Clearly, he had some room to grow.
"You should have some understanding now. I trust you're not some niave pup, anymore." Valo said, patting Moon on the shoulder, "Come, our cricket stew should be done by now. Your slave can wait here until we finish." He mused, pulling Moon's pants back up and fastening them.
"Ye-yes..." Moon panted, the afterglow fading as he regained his senses. "Jakra, stay here until we return." He ordered. The otter nodded and replied with a "Yes, master Moon!" before resuming a kneeling position. Valo took hold of the leash and tied it around one of the bed posts as if she were a pet that needed to be tied up, and then the two canines made their way downstairs to eat.
"Worthless.... compared to him..." Jakra repeated to herself after they left, before going silent once more as she awaited the return of her master, and his mentor.
End of chapter 1.
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