Sands Of Acaran 4 - Volounteer?
Part 4! So far the most romance-focused out of all. Anyone who still believes that it's hard for a cat and a dog to live in friendship, they shall take a look at this here story.
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Sands Of Acaran 4 - Volounteer?
As the sunrise approached, the city ofSirraegrew to life. The merchants began setting up their displays and piling up fruit, spices and other goods in the most appealing ways. The local groups of musicians and bards gathered around the big fountain in the center point of the city, to share stories gathered last nights when they gathered inspirations for heroic songs and frivolous melodies. One could mention countless numbers of other groups of Sirrae's inhabitants and their daily morning activities. But there was one group, that never vanished off the streets when the night came - the guards.
When the faithful people rested after the day of work, they stood on their posts and watched. Maybe except the few high ranked officers, who lived in the close proximity of the palace. Their role was more advisory. Mentors, tacticians, valorous examples for others to follow or just those lucky few, who appealed to the current Emperor and got promoted to the top ranks.
Cesil wasn't one of those lucky ones. The dalmatian guard captain worked hard for his place amongst them. But despite his rapidly developing career and promising military predispositions, he choose not to climb to the top. Instead joining the army generals, he remained out there at the palace. Out of gossips, one could learn it was because of his boundless loyalty to the previous emperor, that he wanted to protect. His current position was the closest to him no doubt. Others say, it was the fact he screwed up some important task. Important enough to ground him there without any future promotions.
He never really cared for gossips too much. Even this morning, when one of the very first days after new emperor's arrival began, the air was still full of whispers about his personal opinion and view on the new ruler. Cesil began the day as he always did: waking up before the sunrise, doing some basic exercises and then having an ice-cold shower.
As the steamy door of the shower opened, he walked off into the room. He lived alone in his chamber of the garrison building, so he had no real reason to cover him body even the slightest at such situations.
He was a healthy dog - tall, his muscle nicely bulged, even the pink protruding shaft of his looked like an encyclopedic example of such "instruments".
He walked slowly towards his bed, drying his spotted skin with a towel and occasionally ruffling his hair. He dropped on the bed comfortably and sighed in relief. He stared at his smooth maleness and frowned.
"Hmm... and to think that last night I refused when that sweet doberman barmaid asked me out for a drink after the closing hours..."- he shook his head a little before resting his head back on his hands.
"I believe I should sometimes go out and meet some pretty girls... don't you think? Ozzy?" - he talked loudly to the seemingly empty room, when suddenly the wardrobe door opened and the cheetah walked out of it.
"When did you...?"
"Noticed? Actually I haven't. I think it's fair to call it a "blind guess" while it was your smell that gave me a hint." - he chuckled, giving his friend a stare with his narrowed eyes.
"And now Ozzy, would you mind telling me why are you hiding amongst my clothes and interrupting my daily routine?" - his voice carried a clear note of irritation.
"You're just sitting there! What's there to interrupt?"
"I'm not "sitting"... I'm "drying"... there is a slight difference... and you brought the dust on your feet. If you entered trough the door you could wipe them over the doormat."
"I don't like the way some of your men look at me." - he whined.
"They're envious, that's all. So what brings you here?"
Ozzy sat himself and began explaining.
"You see... it's about my deal with the girls and... aaa... that "we" word I used few days before..."
Later that day Cesil stood in front of the harem building wearing his "dress suit". It wasn't really a suit, but considering the decorative chest guard and elaborate kilt reaching to his knees, it was obviously some armor of showy purpose.
Out of all it has to be Andrea? And why me? - he thought to himself as the panther left the building. She was wearing a long scarlet colored dress with deep cleavage and a wide and long opening on the backside. The dress was scarcely hiding her shoulders and back, only the small ribbon tied at the base of her long tail kept the dress from sliding down revealing her shapely butt cheeks.
"You don't seem to be happy to see me sweetie..." - she blinked at him a few times as she approached swaying her hips gracefully.
"And you look more than convinced that I would not be anyway... sweetie..." - the last word he hissed trough his clenched teeth.
"So! Where are you taking me tonight?" - she teased him more. She visibly enjoyed the fact that Cesil wasn't comfortable around her.
And he had good reasons of his own. Even before joining the harem, Andrea had a reputation already. While her "wickedness" consisting provoking the citizens to act "inappropriately" in public and committing the acts of exhibitionism and similar kinky stuff around the capital city, then none of those were threatening enough to incarcerate her. Not for long anyway. Back then he was already in the service and struggled to prevent her embarrassing behavior - with no luck. Eventually ending up being found tied up and naked around the local nursing school full of female students of the similar age as his - including some of his friends from the school and neighborhood.
He could not easily forgive such shame. And there's no telling how much did Ozzy had to beg him to play along today. But deep inside he knew he should help his friend. So he suppressed the damaged pride and was there now. Going on a date with his nemesis from the years long past.
"That's a wonderful restaurant Cesil. Why can't you enjoy this? Forget the old grudges and relax? I'm not gonna bring you shame anymore... I swear." - she giggled playfully.
"Oh... that's a relief." - he grunted taking a sip of the vine.
"Aww, come on. Let's talk. Like two adults, face to face."
"Adults? So you think it changes anything? I still sometimes hear as the people whisper when seeing me. "Poor guy. Tried so hard to catch one girl and ended up caught by her, a much younger, feeble girl" -they say.." - His face grew slightly red in the mix of irritation and embarassment brought by the old memory.
"I wasn't feeble at all. And I got you only because you were already unconscious when I found you... I was a joke. Maybe a bit cruel one..."
Cesil bared his teeth slightly hearing her words. "A bit cruel?!" -he repeated the words in his head. But suddenly he felt his hands being pulled on. She grabbed his clenched fists with her soft fingers and began rubbing them.
It was so relaxing. So gentle. But for him, it seemed dangerous. It could mean the incoming prank. Another vile joke delivered to him right there, in public place. Disgracing him anew. But she just held his hands and massaged them softly staring into his eyes.
"You don't trust me... I know. But give me a chance to fix it. Let's talk..."
Cesil was confused. First he wanted just to stand up and leave her with her suspiciously sincere pangs of conscience. But he wasn't like that. Despite of who was she, he couldn't just make a scene and reject it, no mater how much distrust he felt towards her. He remained.
They began to talk. First it was Andrea's monologue rather than a talk. But soon, Cesil opened up too. They finished a bottle of wine and ate a delicious dinner. Shortly, they were sitting there, staring at each other intently and smiling. This time he had no doubts - she was honest.
"...oh you did?" - she asked trough the laughter as he finished an anecdote from his early days at the garrison.
"Aye, those were good times. And in time, they grew to respect me for my skills and forgot that stupid event with the nursing school..." - he added. They both were a bit tipsy from the vine by now.
Then he felt something. Under the table. He instinctively looked down, but the long tablecloth hid everything what happened underneath. Something warm brushed against his paws down there. "Was that her foot sliding against his?"- he wondered. But as his eyes turned up again, she was just sitting there, staring at him with those big, emerald eyes.
He curled his fingers as it moved again. This time running up, along his leg, slowly reaching up past his knees.
"Andrea?!" - he asked as calm as he could. But she was still glaring at him without answer.
The curious paw then pulled up his kilt and rested against his crotch. His ears twitched as he felt it pressing against his sheath and balls trough his underpants.
"Would you... fancy some dessert, Andrea?" - he asked with his trembling voice as he felt her paw pad begin to rub against his testicles slowly and firmly. He was growing aroused and could not tell her out loud to cease teasing him, or everyone around would hear it.
He was in a pinch. But to his delight, she finally answered.
"Mmmm... a dessert would be nice indeed... but it just so seems that there's nothing interesting in the menu..." - she coiled her tail adorably as she spoke.
"Then... why don't we move on? I know a good confectionery around-..." -he wasn't given to chance to finish that sentence as he felt the paw underneath pressing at his sheath again and his cock emerging from it.
It wasn't comfortable at all. His underpants restrained him from getting a full erection, but Andrea's efforts were too much for him to endure. He just frowned a little as his meat was all out now, bulging under his ornate leather loincloth.
"Don't worry. I have already found a worthy treat for myself." - she licked her lips seductively and in a blink of an eye dived under the table.
Cesil was not able to react in time. He looked around nervously observing the people around. "Thank gods, no one noticed." - he thought to himself as suddenly he felt his thighs getting spread to the sides.
"Oh no, she's not going to..." - he blinked in shock and then took a deep breath as his underpants were pulled down releasing his swollen shaft. It felt good, but was equally unsettling for him.
She certainly meant business down there. He felt those soft fingers of hers that massaged his hands before, now resting upon his cock. He did not waited long, before she started stroking it.
He let out a whimper. Loud enough to bring the attention of the couple sitting at the table nearby. He instantly grabbed the vine glass and pressed it to his mouth. His blissful smile would surely make them suspicious. He greeted them with a slight bow of his head and put the glass down.
Luckily they returned to their own discussion. But it was not the end yet.
Andrea eased up with the stroking, but instead she was now tasting at his exposed member with her tongue and lips. Firmly, slowly and oh so passionately. She lapped at it's underside then buried her muzzle into his crotch. She breathed in his scent and poked his balls with her nose.
He squirmed on his chair and breathed fast. Her mouth pleased his manhood expertly, by kisses, suckling and finally, by swallowing his whole length as she started bobbing her head over it. Each time she tilted her head a little, preventing him from getting accustomed to the motion too much.
It was wonderful. He was now leaning back against the chair, his hands gripping the tablecloth and his mouth open in a characteristic way, typical for the state of drunken haze.
The pressure was growing rapidly, and he felt he's gonna explode really soon. What happened. He came when Andrea held his meat deep inside her muzzle. She kept on sucking, until there was nothing more left. Not a single drop, that could fall onto his or her clothes and reveal her naughty experience tonight.
Cesil knew it would happen at some point. And he was prepared. When the powerful orgasm rocked his body and naturally made him yell, he did his best to shape the blissful roar into something less explicit.
"Waaaaaa....iter...!" - he screamed with his shaken voice. The slender raccoon approached their table swiftly.
"How may I serve you sir? Would you require another bottle of vine perhaps?"
"Thank you, but I have to refuse. Can I have the bill, please?" - he stated now way more calmly.
"Wouldn't the charming lady that accompanied you like some kind of dessert, sir?" - the waiter offered as he was summing up their order.
"Oh, I deeply believe she's already satisfied...."
Time flows fast when you're having fun. After Ozzy's visit, Cesil only wished for that day to come to it's end as soon as possible. Who could have guessed how much differently he felt right now, as he was walking back home, with such beautiful woman holding to his arm. He could not believe how much can change during one evening, thanks to one honest talk. He felt the urge to take Andrea back to his chambers, to be close to her for just a little more, before they would have to go back to their usual places, he at the garrison and she back together with the other inhabitants of the harem. He felt sad.
"Thank you Andrea." - he whispered as they arrived before the main entrance - You know not how much it meant for me, to learn that you changed and would not play such a dirty trick on me again. It's good to be able to trust people around you.
She leaned against the heavy wooden door with her hands folded on her chest.
"You deserved that, after all those years. I was but a unruly brat back then. But I suppose it served me well eventually. I got a luxurious life, friends and a whole garrison of guards to protect me, including one exceptionally handsome guard captain... don't you think?"
He smiled at her and took a step forward, but in the last second he stopped. "What am I thinking? She's from the emperor's harem. I'm not supposed to get tangled in an affair with her. I'm not allowed even.
"Goodnight Andrea. It was a memorable evening." He whispered and honored her with a deep bow. Then he left.
She watched in silence as he turned and walked away. As he vanished in the shadow of the alley she walked inside and closed the door behind her. Yet before that, she looked up and said to herself "the night is still young".
Cesil arrived at his chamber soon. He locked the door and began undressing. "At last.. I hate that uniform." - he said to himself as he hanged the last piece of clothing over the wardrobe door and left it there in disorder.
He walked straight into the shower and put his forehead against the wall covered with ceramic tiles. He turned the shower on and sighed as the stream of hot water poured over his skin raising a thick layer of steam that filled the whole shower cabin.
"Congratulations Cesil... yet again you let your stupid principals take lead over your life." - he talked to himself as he suddenly felt a blow of cold air around his feet. "Hmph... Ozzy probably forgot to close the window as he left this morning."
He jumped out of the shower. The window was indeed opened wide. He closed it casually and was about to get back into the cabin. But as soon as he opened the door, he landed in a warm embrace. He could hardly hide his happiness, but the rational part of his personality tenaciously fought to make him over think all he did.
"You did not expected that, did you?" She asked and pulled him into a passionate kiss. They both landed against the wall of the shower hugging to each other while the hot water rained over them turning Andrea's clothes and hair into a soaked mess.
"I didn't... but I'm happy I were wrong." He ran his hand trough her hair and caressed her waist with the other. He was more than happy - he was excited. Excited to a degree, where he could not stop himself and began undressing her from the wet clothes, and she was helping him at that.
She unfastened the ribbon on her neck and hanged her hands over his shoulders. The dress was heavy from all the water it absorbed so making it slide off of her was not hard at all. Cesil just placed his hands on her sides and pulled gently to make her beautiful tits emerge from under the cloth.
The irresistible sight made him bury his muzzle between them, making Andrea let out a giggle. He held his snout between the soft mounds and smiled playfully. "Mmmm.." Andrea murmured as her stiff nipples got nibbled on. Dalmatian knew exactly how much pressure he can apply not to make her feel pain. Instead, he bit them softly, kissed and scrubbed them with his tongue.
"You know how to please a woman Cesil. It's odd you're still single." She spoke leisurely as massaged the muscle of his shoulders. "You're not like me... you can get involved and create a family with some - nyaah.." A quiet moan escaped trough her lips. "...some girl that you will fall in love with. Build yourself a home."
Andrea felt him move down, slowly, kissing her chest, belly and her navel along the way. Was he even listening to her? When he reached her pubes he stopped and spoke to her without looking up to her.
"My friends, my subordinates and the people of the palace are my family. The garrison is my home. I might not have a wife waiting for me each day I return from work. But I am also free of the liabilities bound to it. And I love it - the freedom I have now."
"Then allow me to help sustain your lifestyle... at least sometimes, at nights like this one." She caressed his head. "Now stop staring at my privates like that and do something. I suggest using that lovely tongue of yours."
He would have to be stupid to reject such an offer. He pulled out his tongue and began lapping at the treat before his eyes. The firm, quick strokes landed over her crotch. She whined sweetly feeling her sensitive skin being lashed by that agile muscle and her pussy starting to burn with need. Her love tunnel was ready for anything. Warm and wet, prepared to welcome Cesil's canine shaft and clench around it in blissful embrace.
The tongue pushed deeper, past the outer lips and began squirming inside driving her crazy, making her gasp and breathe deeply. It was wonderful feeling for her. Combined with the hot drops of water flowing over their bodies, it was enough to bring her to the very first orgasm.
Cesil realized that and slowed down with his licking. Steadily and gently he massaged her entrance with his lips, letting her regain her breath. But as soon as the panther sighed in relief and looked down on him, he started again. This time more confidently, he pushed deep inside. Her inner walls still throbbed a little, but not as violently as before.
He curled his tongue inside seeking her g-spot. As he found it, she shivered in delight. She loved it how the tip of his tongue flicked over the small, but very sensitive area. How it circled it and probed at it curiously.
She supported herself on her hands, as another climax hit her, making her legs weaken and hardly keeping her weight. She felt she's gonna fall down but surprisingly she didn't as a strong hands wrapped under her arms and pulled her up. Cesil covered her with a long towel and lifted the exhausted girl up. He brought her to the room and placed on the bed. She laid quietly as he dried her fur thoroughly.
"I believe we are even if it comes to favors." Andrea rolled over the bed and bent her back curling the tail adorably. "Maybe we'll attempt some cooperative activity now?" She lifted herself on all fours and raised the tail inviting him.
The dalmatian positioned himself behind her and gave that tender ass of her a spank.
"Oh... have I been a bad girl?" She asked grinning wickedly at him. She began shaking her rear before him and giggled.
Then she felt as his spear-shaped manhood slapped the pink petals of her flower. She curled her toes in anticipation and laid her head on the pillow keeping her ass up, her nethers exposed and stretched slightly.
The first thrust was faster and deeper than she expected. He penetrated her without much effort as her pussy was still moist with her own juices, a remainder of the previous climaxes.
"Aaahh Cesil, you're so smooth down there... go on, don't hesitate... I'm comfortable with it." Andrea murmured and bit her lip as her partner pumped more eagerly inside her. He suddenly felt as the base of his cock started to swell at it's bade. He felt like warning Andrea about that.
"The knot... I got it... and it's going to be rather big..." He stated calmly rubbing his fingers against the base of her long tail.
"So what?" She chuckled not realizing how big it already was. "I'm so close... don't make me wait for it..."
He raised his eyebrows inquisitively but obeyed. Using his hand he aimed the swollen red shaft directly at her cunny and pushed powerfully.
"Kyaahaa!" She screamed when a strong mix of pleasure and pain reached her brain. The knot plunged deep inside her letting out a slimy glopping sound.
"Nnnrghh.." She rocked her head against the pillow, as the fist-sized knot anchored itself right behind her entrance. Moreover, her eyes began to grow wet as the slight discomfort was muted by the flooding stimuli coming from her stretched insides. Such big and covered in thick veins bulge filling her and now slowly nudging the backside of her nether lips. She was in heaven.
It took her a short while before she adjusted to it's size. But then he began to pull out, slowly and steadily.
"N-no... not again!" It was too late for objections before the knot left the cozy tight hole, just to be pressed back inside what made the panther spasm and whimper. "Uuuuhhh." She moaned loudly.
Cesil leaned to the side to take a look at her face. He expected to see a tormented grimace. But instead, she was lying there, with her jaws open and tongue running over her lips hungrily. She enjoyed it. No, she simply LOVED it. But at the same time, all the sensations, all the arousal, was to meet their end when both Cesil and Andrea submitted to the pulsating orgasm. One so long and intense, they could not hold their reactions. Andrea clenched her teeth on the pillow and Cesil howled in ecstasy. Then they both collapsed upon the bed in a tight embrace.
As the sunrise approached, the city ofSirraegrew to life again. The merchants began setting up their displays and piling up fruit, spices and other goods in the most appealing ways. The local groups of musicians and bards gathered around the big fountain in the center point of the city, to share stories gathered last nights when they gathered inspirations for heroic songs and frivolous melodies. One of the songs told the tale of an unusual couple. One could mention countless numbers of other groups of Sirrae's inhabitants and their daily morning activities. But there was one group, that never vanished off the streets when the night came - the guards.
Two of them, the rhino twins - Tarik and Jarik - barely began their service today, but they already had an important assignment directly from the captain of the guard.
When the noon came, they knocked at the big wooden door and waited a short while before the cheetah opened them rubbing his eyes.
"Hello guys, what can I help you- whoah!" Ozzy screamed as one of the massive guards simply grabbed him by the belt of his pants and hanged him over his shoulder. The other one closed the door and they gone towards the garrison.
"Cesil wants to see you. Now." One spoke grinning at his brother who carried Ozzy.
"Cesil? N-no! Put me down!" Ozzy screamed as he was terrified. He had no idea how did the date with Andrea turned out and what was his friend going to do to him, but he had some bad feelings about that whole situation. He struggled, but even his fit arms were nothing compared to the grip of the rhino's giant sized arm. Those were undeniably the biggest twins he saw in his life.
They arrived at the garrison. Ozzy covered his eyes as he was thrown into the room trough the half-open door.
"There you are Ozzy!" He heard as he landed on the ground. He gulped loudly and took a look around carefully. But instead of some damp and scary place, he landed into the dinning room of the garrison, surrounded by the tables bending from the weight of the food and drinks, with at least a dozen of guards and Cesil sitting in the center - all looking at him.
"Men! Meet Ozzy! He's my friend and I expect you to treat him well during our feast tonight!" The dalmatian shouted as he raised a mug of vine.
"Cheers to our guest!" Some random guard yelled as they began knocking their mugs against the mugs of their neighbors at the table.
Ozzy only smirked and jumped over the table to sit besides Cesil. A full mug of vine was placed in front of him which he gladly accepted.
"Cheers to the guards!" The cheetah shouted and the loud chorus repeated after him like a thundering echo. "Cheers to their captain!"