Master! Master! – Chapter 12.4

Latest fiction & first time story: Master! Master! – Chapter 12.4

by Sage_of_the_Forlorn_Path

Now with her back to me, I advanced my massage, working on the back of her ankles and calves. Her muscles were definitely stiff down here. Had all the girls been like this when they first transformed? From now on, if I transformed an animal, my first action would be to give them a massage, both for their enjoyment and mine. The shape of Jenny’s legs really was fascinating, it actually reminded me of Sonja’s, back when she was a dog.

After moving past the lower backwards knee, I reached the middle segment of her leg and moved my hands now across bare skin. As I worked out any tension, I licked the pads of her foot, making her shiver in bliss. Around me, the girls were really getting jealous. They were holding back because they wanted Jenny’s first time to be uninterrupted, but if they didn’t all get massages by the end of the day, they would be pissed.

Rather than moving up to the thigh, I started back at the beginning with her other foot. The process began all over again, Jenny moaning with her bunny ears hanging limply over her face.

“Chloe, in the bathroom, there should be a small container of coconut oil that I brought from home. Can you grab it for me?”

Chloe nodded and scampered off, leaving me to continue stroking Jenny’s legs. It took her a minute, but she came back with a tuna can-sized jar of the ointment. It was thick and dense at room temperature, almost like cold Vaseline, but that wouldn’t be a problem. I dug some out onto my palm and then rubbed my hands together, using both friction and body heat to melt it into liquid. I pressed down on the backs of her thighs, but before she could even make a noise, I swept my hands up, grabbing her ass like I wanted to leave an imprint.

“Master,” she panted as I repeated the motion.

Over and over again, I ran my hands across thighs and rear end, not simply easing the stress in her muscles, but working the nerves in her skin into a frenzy. She whimpered in bliss from a heat building up in the flesh of her rear, as if the fat beneath her skin was coming to a boil. I was loving it just as much, the chance to familiarize myself with such a sacred area, so soft. Now with lubricant, I was able to move my hands with greater effect, not being hindered by friction. Coconut oil: it’s good for your hair and for sensual massages.

I melted more oil on my palms and then slid my hands up her back, making her stretch her body like a rubber band. She reached her arms out in front of her with her fingers grasping at an invisible prize, while her rabbit toes wiggled. Her moan was deeper this time, her lashes fluttering as she felt her muscles coming undone. I worked every inch of her flesh, hunting down any hints of tension and erasing them. Jenny sank into the blankets like she was melting, her body relaxing as I worked her over. Her back, glistening with oil, became a canvas for me to illustrate the techniques I had learned over the past year. This was my first time giving a massage, but living with my girls had given me plenty of opportunities to learn their weak points.

I leaned further over her, my hands having finished easing her shoulders and now slipping around her slender neck. As an animal girl, she lacked human ears, instead having a crease going up the sides of her head from where they would be to her animal ears. With my thumbs, I stroked those lines of cartilage, while using my fingers to tickle her under the chin.

“M-Master…” she moaned as I sweetened it even further, nibbling on the edges of her ears like corn on the cob.

I could feel movement behind me, soft, frantic breaths and the rustling of blankets. At least two of the girls were playing with themselves, Momo and Betty most likely, though I wouldn’t put it past Sonja. If she was really desperate, Chloe might even give in, and there was no telling what Leah was doing. In all honesty, I wasn’t just doing this for Jenny’s benefit. I also wanted to show off a bit, not just to the girls, but to the doctors surely watching on their surveillance cameras.

Now it was time to take it to the next step. I flipped Jenny onto her back, then grasped her wrists and kept her arms pinned above her head. She gazed at me, cheeks flushed, eyes swimming, her breaths shallow and quick. She was so beautiful, so sweet. All she had to do was say one word or make any kind of move and I of course would release her arms, but until then, I relished her helpless appearance.

I planted a kiss, tender and passionate. She had been the one to claim the first kiss, but I had plenty to teach her. My tongue slipped past her lips, rolling around every corner of her mouth. She imitated the technique, filling my own mouth with her sweet taste. As our tongues danced, my hand slid down her flat belly and arrived at her secret garden. I penetrated her, my fingertips tasting her interior and gauging her arousal. We remained in that position for another minute, her womanhood becoming more and more inviting, its slick softness demanding something better than just my fingers. I pulled my lips from hers and immediately wrapped them around one of her nipples, inducing a moan that echoed through the room.

“Master! Master!” she cried out as I pulled on the pink summit.

Blinded by lust, I attacked her breasts with my mouth, dominating her supple flesh to the sound of her whimpers. I used my tongue as a rolling pin, running over her tits while I savored the taste of her body. I vehemently pulled on her skin with my lips, as if trying to leave a hickey upon her porcelain form.

“Master! Something is happening to me! I’m! I’m! Eeeeeeeeek!”

Her legs slammed shut as she came, experiencing her first orgasm in her new human form. Funny, she made the same sound that Chloe usually made. Looking back at the girls, I saw them all staring at Chloe for that same reason.

“Master, what just happened? It felt so good, but I couldn’t control myself,” Jenny said while gasping for air.

“It’s called having an orgasm, or “cumming”. When you play just right, it happens.”

“Will Master please make me cum some more?”

I gave her a soft kiss. “Anything you want.” I released her wrists and held myself over her, staring into her beautiful eyes.

She reached up and placed her delicate hands on my cheeks. “Master, take me,” she whispered.

“It will hurt at first, but then it will feel really good. Just hold onto me and the pain will be gone before you know it.”

She embraced me, her arms and legs wrapped tight. I deflowered her in a single stroke, once again causing her voice to echo through the bedroom. I ran kisses up her neck as I built up my rhythm, diving deep inside her and hitting all the walls. So close together, I could feel her frantic breaths and her flexing muscles, her nipples kissing my chest. As she became accustomed to the penetration, her body relaxed. Her arms slackened, allowing me to open up some room for movement. I increased my speed while looking down on Jenny’s naked body. Her pert breasts rippled with every thrust I made, while her face, so sweet and innocent, now perfectly surmised her ascension to womanhood. Eyes swimming, cheeks red, mouth open in a perpetual cry of carnal eruption, it was a look I could never get tired of seeing.

“Master! I’m cumming again!”

The same shrill cry from before was released, a declaration of ecstasy. I could feel it running through her body, her pussy sucking on my cock like she was trying to milk me dry. She became limp, chest heaving. I sat back against the headboard, no longer having the strength to hold myself over her.

“That was amazing. Did Master cum too?” I shook my head, gasping for air like her. Her breathing calmed and she gained a lascivious smile. “Then playtime isn’t over yet.” She crawled onto my lap with her rabbit ears standing erect. She grasped my member, stroking it to work out any hints of flaccidity, then stood it up and settled upon it. She was crouched over me, a look of drunken lust on her face. “Now it’s time for me to please Master.”

She then started bobbing on my cock, but immediately, I realized something was different. My pets had gone cowgirl a thousand times before, but never had they used a style like this. Jenny, her movements were far faster than they should have been, and without any friction or wasted effort. Her posture was perfectly vertical, something that should have been impossible. In the cowgirl position, the girl can either lean back in a crab walk and gyrate her pelvic region, or she can lean forward on her knees and use just her thighs to lift herself up and down. She can also remain on her knees and lean back, but then she can’t lift herself up as high.

Wait a second! Knees!

I looked at her legs, the way she was crouching. With normal humans, the legs worked on a hinge system, but the way Jenny stood on just the balls of her long rabbit feet, it made her ankles act like a second set of knees that bent in opposite directions, working more like springs. She was able to perfectly compress her legs and then rise up with the added benefit of an extra pivot! It was genius!

She rode me better than I had ever been ridden before, moving her body like a piston at speeds no other girl could reach. My train and her tunnel were perfectly aligned, letting me shoot straight into her and reach new levels of depth. This wasn’t good, I couldn’t handle this level of sex! Until now, it was Betty who always gave me the best sex of my life, but now, Jenny had outclassed the cow in the cowgirl department!

I was helpless to stop myself. I threw my head back and grunted, shooting load after load of semen deep into Jenny. She smiled blissfully, feeling my hot seed inside of her.

“Master,” she murmured. She dismounted me and lied on my chest, humming in joy as she nuzzled my neck. “I love you, Master.”

“I love you too, Jenny.”

It was then that I became of the other girls all around us, staring at me angrily.

“Girls, is something wrong?”

“We want to be rubbed like that too!” they all shouted.