His hands trace down my flank slowly. The throbbing between my legs is agonizing in anticipation.
𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦.
I bury my face into the side of the pillow, unable to look at him. His gaze is intently at my back and words muffled as he speaks to me. I can't make out what his orders are as his hand crawls between my thighs, making tight curls in the sensitive fur.
The throbbing grows and a pressure behind my eyes begins to build. I crave sweet release. It's so close
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My eyes flutter open to survey an empty room. Groggy, I search for Alder or the remnants of what was here.
𝘞𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮?
I sit up and wince at the erection I feel below the sheets.
𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭.. 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘢 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮.
The shower is running and a faint soapy and mint scent coming from the bathroom. I watch the door, processing the last 48 hours of my life.
I live here now. My job is gone. The boys. Won't they look for me? Where is my cellphone?
By now, my thoughts consume what awareness I had. How long has the shower been off?
I lay back down in hopes it does not get me in trouble. The only rule Adler had stated was not touching myself, regretfully. I'm not sure of others and don't intend to break them.
The bathroom door opens and a robed Alder follows soon after, a hanger with a suit in hand. Without a glance, he walks to a dresser, looking through the top drawer and calls over his shoulder.
"I see that you're awake, Legosi. Come here so I can show you your new morning routine as of today." He orders.
Little to no hesitation remains as I sit up and come over, towering over the red deer. My hands awkwardly clasp in front of me.
"I'd like you to prepare a tie or pocket square and cuffs in the mornings." He says, motioning to the first drawer. "Go on. Look through and pick."
Four rows of rolled ties lay to the left. A variety of sizes, styles, and patterns are neatly put away. I'm sure different styles mean different things, but what those meanings are, is far beyond my knowledge. I look through the colors and pick a modest black tie as his dress shirt looks to be white.
To the right is a glass case of suit cufflinks of different designs and material. They seem even more expensive looking than the ties, in a variety of gems, metals, and stones. I spot a rich dark green jade set that is encapsulated with gold, picking those carefully, I retrieving the set from the case.
Alders expression is curious and almost delighted. I pray these were a sufficient pick for the day.
"Interesting choice." He says and motions, walking to the bed.
"You seem to have not relieved yourself, Legosi." He adds, sitting on the edge.
"Mhh. No sir. You said not to." I reply, following him over.
"Good to hear. You have much to learn and I intend to train you properly." He chimes and offers his socks. I take them and look back, pensive.
"I expect you to assist me in daily tasks and mornings are no different. It's customary for a pet to attend to their master as they see fit." He goes on, motioning. "So get down."
I stare at him for a moment, perplexed with the situation. He wants me to put on his socks? I didn't imagine my life here would end up as a personal butler for an herbivore.
YOU ARE READING
A Wolf's Honor
RandomLegosi is just going through the motions of life day in and day out. That is until a night out after one too many drinks, he finds himself waking up in a cell alone, hungover, and confused. With a rising social fascination in carnivore pelts and mea...