Stray Cats: Part 5 (Patreon)

I am panting, literally gulping breaths down as fast as I could take them.  It is only as my orgasm fades that the fatigue of my trembling twitching muscles is felt.  In my years as a warrior I had tapped into that Orcish reservoir of fury and power on many occasions, but never like that before.  I had fucking lost it.  That was intense!  Thankfully, with my seed just spilled, that crazed need to breed eases away and I feel myself once more.

Naro was feeling the effects of my sexual onslaught too.  He lay slumped in front of me, my softening cock still balls deep in his hot tight ass, with a sort of stunned sex drunk look on his face.  His elegant body trembled along with mine and I could still feel the after spasms of his intense climax gripping at my manhood as his dribbled the last dregs of jizz onto his messy belly.

“Ohhhhh Masterrrr!”  Naro half moans and half whimpers.  “I have never been fucked like that before!  Ohhhhh mrrreooowww!”  He lets out a trilling meow as pull my dick out of his well used hole.  Reaching up I pet his soft hair and ears, he nuzzles into my hand happily.  “Thank you Master.”

He’d been incredible and in the flush of his post-coital glow he was even more gorgeous than usual.  Truly finer than any woman I’d ever been with.  And I could now have him anytime I wanted him?  No questions asked?  It was too good to be true.

Strong skillful hands are suddenly at my shoulders, massaging my tight tired muscles.  I was about to shrug him away but gods did it feel good.  “Mmm.”  I roll my neck as he works wonders on my shoulders.  Oh damn that Catboy knew how to rub the tension out.  His fingers had the power to really dig in to the knots and this was man of action, like me, who knew exactly what a sore muscle felt like and how to deal with it.

“You must be thirsty Sir.”  Tiku says behind me.  “Come.  Relax.  Let us attend to you.”

At my side comes Susi, already cleaned up and dressed thank goodness.  “M-m-may I serve p-p-please?”  He takes my hand and pouts adorably.  “P-please Master.”  He was literally begging to be allowed to do what he was trained to do and I realize that having the others serve him had been far more cruel to him than it was to them.  I give him a nod which makes his pretty face light up like a solstice tree.  “Th-th-thank you!”  With that he hurries to pour wine and water and put the finishing touches on the food the others had prepared.  His years of training shine through in each masterful motion of his slender hands even despite his tipsiness.

Naro had wet a cloth and before I knew it he had my dick and himself all cleaned up.  “Please Master.”  He says as he slips his robe back on and motions toward the mattress.  “Ease your mind.  Allow us to dote upon you.”  He smiles.  “It is our Thrallday after all.”

“Yeah.”  I say softly.  

Tiku and Naro lead me to the bed.  Tiku sits up upon the section still propped up by the broken frame as I come to recline in front of him on the lower part.  His firm grip continues to work miracles on my shoulders and arms and sore neck.  Naro kneels at my side and drapes a blanket across my waist so I wasn’t sitting there with my cock out.  With a light soft touch he strokes my wide chest and thick arms looking absolutely smitten by what he was seeing.

“So…what’s the catch?”  I ask.

“Catch?”  He asks.  A new mug of wine is given to Naro from Susi, who had his head scarf back on and looking as cute as ever.  Naro offers to feed it to me but I take the mug myself and drink from it.

“Yes, catch.”  I say.  “Is there like some crazy tax I have to pay for owning you?  Are you fellas wanted by the law?  Is there a catch in the contract?  Are you guys going to turn on me?”

“Never!”  Tiku gasps, greatly offended at the mere question of them being traitorous.  “You are Master!”

“We are yours until you sell us or we are captured and enslaved by another.”  Naro says.  “Please Master, do not question our loyalty.  We love you.”

“We love you.”

“We l-l-love you.”

“Stop that.”

“Yes Master.”  Naro takes the big platter of food and looks to me for permission to set it down on my thighs. I nod.  He sets the platter down while Susi heads back to the kitchen area to tidy up.  Taking a slice of glistening dry cured ham between a finger and thumb he brings it to my lips.  I hesitate a moment and give him a look, but give in and take succulent fatty morsel into my mouth.  

“Mmm.”  I chew and swallow.  “A bit o’ that cheese next.”

Naro’s face brightens and he begins to purr as I allow him to serve me.  The other two begin to purr as well filling the space with an incredibly relaxing background churr.  The temperature is perfect as a mild tepid breeze flows through the room.  The very mild and tantalizing musk of the Catboys mixing with the savory smells of the food and wine delights my nose.  The rich flavors of the sumptuous feast swim in my mouth.  The golden evening light streaming in from outside dims and an oil lantern is lit to give the hovel a lovely glow.  Being waited upon, having my every whim obeyed by three beautiful beings, a wonderful massage, being fed and drinking wine, all with a freshly satisfied dick…did life get any better than this?  I think not.  Right then I knew that I would be keeping them.  One of them at very least.  This was just too damn good to give up.

Yet there remained a niggle at the back of my mind that simply would not let me fully enjoy this.  That sexual frenzy I experienced was not normal.  And even before that, when I had tried to kick Susi away from me, the way my own body had refused my commands was deeply unsettling.  Susi.  Sweet little Susi.  He was the main cause of it all.  The other two had a powerful allure of their own and had I been a pure blood Orc I suspect that allure I would have felt even more keenly, but Susi was on another level.  Try as I might I could barely take my eyes off of his soft…fertile…body…GAH!  Was this why the Orcs avoided this race with every fiber of their being?  It surely was related.

Only once I am fully satisfied and filled do they request to eat themselves.  I allow it.  Taking the platter to the side the three of them eat all that is left.  There is a festive mood among them as they laugh and talk and share their meal as happy as I’d ever seen three men on their knees before.  To them they truly were brothers now.  It was actually kinda touching.

With one last swig of wine I get up and get myself dressed.  “Tiku.”

“Yes Sir?”  His ears pop up as his head snaps my way.

“When you’re done there…”  I nod toward the open door.  “…come find me by the well.”

“Yes Sir.”

“No hurry.”  I say.  “Enjoy your Thrallday.”

“Thank you Sir.”

I exit the hut and make my way to the well.  Sitting upon the stone edge I watch the last sliver of sun disappear beneath the horizon.  Already the prismatic band of the Gods’ River painted a streak across the darkened sky above me, the fat yellow gibbous moon floating within it.  I point up at it.  “This is your fault old man.”  I chastise the moon god.  “I won’t thank you or curse you just yet, but just know that I know that the fault is yours.”

As I sit in the peace and listen to the happy noises of my three slaves in the house the sun sets and the gloaming hour descends over the land.  It isn’t long before I hear Tiku padding toward me with a swift stride.

“Sir!”  He stands at attention.

“Unsaddle the horse and see to him.”  I say without looking his way.  

“Yes Sir.”

“I’d like you to give him a name as well.”

“Me?  But he is yours.”

“I know.  But you caught him and rode him.  No easy feat I imagine.”

“He is willful, but a fine strong steed.”  He says.  “I shall name him Fury.”

“Heh.”  I chuckle.  A play on my last name, it didn’t surprise me.  I look over at him, his tufted ears and head were silhouetted by the dim light escaping the hut.  “I have something else for you to do first though.”

“Anything Sir.”

“Take Susi from the hut.”  I nod toward a lone brassy leaved maple out in the field.  “Set him up there.  Don’t let me see him.  Don’t let me hear him.”

There is a long pause.  “Master?”

“He won’t be coming with us Tiku.”

“But he is yours.  You hold his papers.”

“They will be burned.”  I reply.  “He is free.”

“Sir!  Please…you cannot leave him in such a state.”  Again a pause, pain pours through in Tiku’s voice.   “I love him Sir.  He is…my brother.”

“No, he is not.”  I say flatly.  “I refuse him.”

Yet another pause as my words slowly sink in.  “May I ask why?”

“He is…”  I let out a grim sigh.  “…defective.”

Tiku takes a long breath and straightens up, chin square.  “Yes Sir.”  He says dutifully.  “Understood Sir.”

Damn that’s cold.  Just like that his love for his brother had flipped.  Susi wasn’t one of us.  He was an outsider.  He was not loved anymore.

“Treat him well.”  I say, remembering their callousness to each other before.  “See that he is warm for the night.”  I take a breath.  “And tell him…if he follows us in the morning…that we will kill him.”

“Yes Sir.”

“Go.”

“Yes Sir.”

With that Tiku turns on his heel and marches back toward the hut.  I shift around the well so that my back was turned to it, I did not want to see what would follow.  That was hardest conversation I’d ever had but one that needed to happen.  I didn’t understand what power Susi held over me but I knew it was one that would bring me to my knees.  I had to be rid of him before I lost myself.

Back in the hovel there is a moment of silence before a tortured yowl cuts the night.  “N-N-NOOOOOO!  MASTERRRR!”

“Gods, he doesn’t know what he’s asking!”  Naro’s raised voice says desperately.  “Let me speak with Master.”

“Wh-what’d I d-d-do!?  I-I-I s-sorry…!”

Tiku’s angry voice cuts off the others.  The three argue for a moment.  Eventually though Tiku conveys my command and the seriousness with which I gave it.  The voices lower though continue to bicker, with Naro now switching to support his master’s orders.

“B-b-brothers…!”  Susi pleads.

“You are no brother of mine, runt.”  Naro hisses.  “You do not belong here!”

“…p-p-please…”

Gods!  Must they be so cruel?

The last thing I hear from Susi is the mewling weeps of a broken man as he is lead from the house and out into the empty field.  I take a long deep breath and remind myself of how necessary this was.  He would be okay.  Someone would find him or he would find his way into town.  Somebody, somebody without Orc blood, would claim him soon enough and he could happily serve their house for the rest of his life.  This was for the best.

Tiku returns and sees to the horse, unsaddling it and giving it a good brush down.  Bringing up some water I splash my face and nod at doing what needed to be done.

Getting up I head back into the hut.  It takes every ounce of will I had not glance toward the distant maple.  Reentering the place I find it clean and tidy, one last act from my former maid.  The mood is far less celebratory but not nearly as gloomy as I was expecting.

“I have the bed made for us Master.”  Naro smiles as he runs his hand along the mattress that now lay flat on the ground with blankets atop it.  “I hope you do not mind if I sleep naked tonight.”

“Fine by me.”  I quip, trying to match the mood of the others.  “I always sleep in the buff.”

“Mmm, good to know.”  He grins.

“May I share your bed too Sir?”

“Of course Tiku.”

The three of us ready ourselves for sleep with no mention or acknowledgment of the blue haired cutie who had so recently been one of us.  It was as if Susi never existed.  The lantern is snuffed and the three of us all snuggle down in one big happy mass.

“Happy Thrallday.”  Tiku whispers one last time and kisses my right cheek.  “I am blessed.”

“Happy Thrallday.”  Naro whispers and kisses my left cheek.  “This is truly the happiest day of my life.”

I stare up into the darkness as their warm naked bodies cuddle close, one in each arm, and mutter hollowly.  “Happy Thrallday.”