Putting Your Pegasus in its Place

4 May 2015

20:02 < Serilde> (Alrighty~~~)

18:10 < Serilde> (I believe its your post~)

18:13 Seaward_Skies slowly starts to wake up as sunlight filters into the shack, vaguely away of soft feathers under his back, and a strange feeling in his rump. He snorts, blinking his eyes open, and looks around. For a moment, his mind is too sluggish to catch up, but then he jerks, remembering everying with a hot flush to his cheeks. He tries to move, but the tiercel's cock is still buried in his rump, unknotted now, but at attention to greet the morning. ***

18:17 Serilde sleeps peacefully as Seaward begins to rouse, keeping the pony wrapped up tight in his wings. His claws dig into the stallion's flesh, causing him some pain as the griffon sleeps, shifting about underneath his pony. ***

18:21 Seaward_Skies hisses in pain, trying to squirm enough to escape the talons. He kicks out a little with his hindlegs, hitting nothing but air, but wiggling his rump about, moving the spear of tiercel flesh along with it. "M-master...?" he says softly. ***

18:25 Serilde lets out a groan as he's brought back to the world of the livng, blinking open his eyes and shakes his head. He blinks as a hazy blue shape comes into view, taking a second to remember that this was his pony. "WHat is it Tasty Fish? I was sleeping peacefully!" He growls in irritation, digging his claws in deeper. ***

18:28 Seaward_Skies gasps, freezing as he squeezes his eyes shut against the pain. "P-please, master... Your claws... They h-hurt..." ***

18:31 Serilde loosens up his claws from the pegasus and leans forward, giving him a long lick across his muzzle and murring. "My claws? My claws are nothing compared to what my belly will do to you, Tasty Fish~" He purrs, now bringing his tongue up to lick at the torn ear. ***

18:38 Seaward_Skies lets out a sigh of relief, then slowly shakes his head, squirming as the rough tongue brushes over him, leaving smears of saliva behind it. "P-please... Don't. I-I can be a good pony. Much better as a pony than a... A m-meal..." ***

18:47 Serilde giggles at the stallion and, keeping him wrapped in his wings, he rolls skies over, staring down on top of him and smiles at the pony with a giggle. "Oh are you better than that? I dont know~ I called you tasty fish for a reason." The griffon feels a little bit of pressure in his chest. "Would you like to see what will eventually become of you my litle treat?" ***

18:49 Seaward_Skies shrinks a little underneath the tiercel, his bulk overpowering, the look in his eye sending shivers down the pegasus' spine. He feels utterly helpless, squirming gently as he shakes his head again. "No... Please..." ***

18:56 Serilde pulls back from the stallion's face, now staring down at him with a wicked grin. The tiercel then begins to cough and gag as a little bulge can be seen traveling up his throat. After a second and much effort, a small ball of fur from the rabbit he'd caught on the return home and fish scales splats out onto the stallion's chest. Small bits of white bone stick out of the slimy pellet that seeps its wetness into Seaward's fur and emits the foul oder of his insides. ***

18:58 Seaward_Skies gags a little as the slimy bundle lands on him, turning his muzzle away from the smell and breathing hard through his mouth. He'd seen pellets before, but never quite so personally, and a little corner of his mind realises that, sooner or later, that was likely to be him. ***

19:03 Serilde glares as Seaward turns his head away and grabs the stallion's snout in a claw, turing it back down towards the pellet. "I said look pony. That's what you're going to look like when I'm done with you. Though, you're certainly less scrawny than a rabbit, so I imagine it'll be quite a bit bigger, and probably much bluer." ***

19:04 Seaward_Skies holds his breath, not smelling the stench if he's going to be forced to look at the disgusting thing. He tries to shake his head again, but is held fast by the claw, unable to speak around it. He simply mumbles. squirming a little more as he feels the saliva penetrating all the way to his skin. ***

19:12 Serilde digs the claws in briefly before letting got of his muzzle with a wicked grin. "That better have been you telling me exactly how much you cant wait to be such a gorgeous specimine and to be nourishing such a beautiful griffon." He says with a growl. "You just cant wait for me to eat you up can you?" ***

19:13 < Seaward_Skies> ([12:12:37 AM] *** That better have been you telling me exactly how much you cant wait ***)

19:13 < Seaward_Skies> (Uh, pardon?)

19:14 < Serilde> (His mumble :P)

19:14 < Seaward_Skies> (Ah, gotcha)

19:15 < Serilde> (If I'm being too harsh feel free to let me know. I've jsut never gotten to play a cruel pred like this before :P)

19:15 < Seaward_Skies> (Heh, you're doing good~)

19:17 Seaward_Skies whines a little at the claws, then bites at his lip and shakes his head again, refusing to talk as he feels the bottom drop out of his stomach, unable to take his eyes from the tiercel's neck and chest, where he saw the bulge of the pellet climbing up. In his head he sees a much larger bulge, heading in the other direction. ***

19:21 Serilde takes a claw and begins to dig it into the pony's side, scratching up and down the stallion's side, just shy of causing any damage. "Well little pony? Tell me what you desire..." He demands, obviously fishing for a specific answer. "I want to hear you beg for it." ***

19:25 Seaward_Skies grits his teeth and wiggles against the claw. He doesn't speak, though, not wanting to give him the satisfaction, or seal his fate by saying what the tiercel wants. ***

19:31 Serilde glares at the stallion and moves a claw to one of his sensitive wings, and grabbing a feather in his talon, he begins to pull at it. "Well my little pegasus? I dont hear you talking at all...I said BEG!" He emphasizes the final word by yanking out that feather suddenly, leaving a sore spot on his wing. ***

19:35 Seaward_Skies yelps, jerking as his wing suddenly erupts into pain, panting softly, a tear leaking from one eye. "I-I want... I want you to..." He closes his eyes, forcing his mouth to make the words without thinking about the meaning behind them. "I w-want you to e...e-eat m-me, master..." ***

19:38 Serilde grins down at the stallion as he begins to speak, setting the feather aside and then moving to grab another, though this time he doesnt pull hard, instead just holding his claw there with just enough pressure to be a reminder. "Go on..." He says in anticipation. ***

19:41 Seaward_Skies winces as Serilde takes another feather in claw, and bites his lip again before he makes himself speak. "I-I want to f-feed you, master..." he squeaks. ***

19:44 Serilde holds his claw there, eagerly awaiting the conclusion and leans forward. "And then what do you want to happen?" He asks, feeling a rush of power from the experience. ***

19:47 Seaward_Skies whimpers, unable to answer this time, forced to think about what would come next. The crushing tightness, then the gurgling belly, and finally coming back to the wet, repulsive ball of fur and bone on his chest. He gags again, clenching his hooves. ***

19:51 Serilde frowns once more, pulling on the feather sharply, yanking it from the roots as well before casting it aside. this time the griffon takes a feather in each claw as he stares down. "I said and what do you want to happen?" He tugs just enough to cause some pain this time, a reminder of what will happen if he doesnt respond. ***

19:58 Seaward_Skies gasps heavily, letting out a little cry and going stiff against the bed. "Nngn! Ah...a-and then I w-want to be nourishing for you, master! I want you to... T-to... I w-want you to digest m-me..." ***

20:02 Serilde picks up the pressure a little bit when it seems that the stallion is deliberatly avoiding what he really wants to hear. "And what do you want to become?" He asks with a wicked grin. ***

20:04 Seaward_Skies lays his head back, all defiance leaving his body as glances down at the pellet then closes his eyes, motioning towards it with is muzzle. "That..." he says weakly, ears folded flat against his skull. ***

20:06 Serilde shakes his head and keeps up the pressure on the wings, frowning and feeling a little irritated with his pet. He would certainly need to be taught a lesson later. "I want you to say it." ***

20:07 Seaward_Skies quavers under the pressure, sinking his head back against the matress and swallowing. "I want you to make me a pellet..." he says, in a quiet voice. "Please..." ***

20:09 Serilde pulls hardre at the stallion's small voice, bringint the feathers on the brink of plucking from the flesh. "I cant hear you, my tasty fish." He clacks his beak together menacingly. ***

20:11 Seaward_Skies lifts his voice a little, sounding more than a little shaky, but strong enough at least to be heard. "I want you to eat me, master, and turn me into a pellet..." ***

20:13 Serilde grins down at the stallion, feeling a powerful feeling swelling in his chest at the amount of control he had over this little pony. "Good, now beg me for it. Tell me how pretty of a pellet you want to be?" ***

20:13 < Seaward_Skies> (Sorry, but we might have to do this later... I've got to be getting into bed now)

20:15 < Serilde> (Alrighty~ I think once skies begs, Serilde will make him clean up and then eat him, though maybe not claim him this time :P)

20:16 < Seaward_Skies> (Sounds like fun~ And I don't think he should end it just yet, so I agree on that)

17:23 < Serilde> (*FLops~)

17:27 < Seaward_Skies> (We can do our thing~)

17:30 Seaward_Skies chokes back a sob, his lips curling back from his teeth in something like a snarl, but he looks his master in the eyes, defeat all to clear in them. "P-please, master, I want to be a pretty blue pellet... Please make me one..." ***

17:34 Serilde purrs in satisfaction and strokes his pony's mane before rolling off of him, the corners of his beak turning up smugly. "Oh if that's your wish pet, maybe it can happen~ But for now, go get cleaned up and make me breakfast. That pellet on your chest stinks up the cabin." The griffon waves a talon towards the door. "Oh, and just know that if you try to run away...well I could do worse things than fulfil your desired." ***

17:35 Seaward_Skies rolls over, tipping the pellet onto the floor with a gasping sob and kicking it towards the door, loathe to touch it any more than was absolutely necessary. "Of course master, I'd never run, master..." he says softly, breathing hard. "Uh... Where can I wash up, master?" ***

17:39 Serilde scowls as the stallion lets the pellet plop down onto the floor. "Well, now you're going to have to clean up the mess you're making here too. There's a stream that runs back behind the house, just a little ways in. You can hear it from the door." ***

17:41 Seaward_Skies grimaces, and very gingerly picks the pellet up in one hoof, hurrying to the door. "Thank you, master," he mumbles, before pushing his way out into the clearing, chucking the pellet as far into the tree as he could before dashing to the stream and diving in. The chill water makes him gasp and shiver, but the chance to wash the stink from his chest, and the cum from his rump, is worth the cold, he thinks as he spashes water over himself and scrubs with his hooves. ***

17:45 Serilde 's tail flicks back and forth as he sees the stallion pick up the waste and carry it out the door. Serilde follows out several minutes after him, though once outside, he instead takes flight and begins to circle the area, looking for a good meal. Seaward might notice the griffons figure in the air, moving over the forest, and, by the time he would come back, he'd find his master still gone from the house. ***

17:47 Seaward_Skies pulls himself out of the stream, shivering violently, spotting a vague shape circling above him. He glances at his own clipped wings with a heavy sigh, teeth chattering, and shuffles towards the cabin, making sure to shake himself off as best as he can before he steps inside, grabbing a cloth to scrub at the floor before his master returns from whatever it is he's doing. He still shivers, his coat and wings damp. ***

17:57 Serilde spots a shadowy shape moving in the grass and dives down, letting out a loud scree as he rushes through the air. Soon she contacts the rather large rabbit and slays it, catching his meal for the morning. His cry can even be heard from within the small cabin. Near the fireplace inside the cabin, there were a number of logs that could be lit to stave off the morning chill. ***

18:01 Seaward_Skies glances up from his work with a gulp at the victory screech, maing him shiver even deeper. He looks at the floor and nods, having removed all trace of the pellet, and decides to light the fire, stacking a few logs and kindling, and striking a flint to set it ablaze. Soon, he sits in front of a warming, crackling blaze, waiting for his master's return. ***

18:10 Serilde marches back to the house and swings open the door with a rabbit in his beak, dripping hot blood down his feathers, making his chest stained red. His gaze immidiatly turns to his pony and then back to the spot where the pellet had dropped and nods in approval. He sets the bleeding rabbit down on the counter and then turns to his pet. "Good, got the floor cleaned and have a fire going for a little cooking. I hope you know how to cook rabbit." He taps his talon down on the ground impatiently, creating a soft clacking on the hard floor. ***

18:11 < Seaward_Skies> (2 secs, I'm grabbing a snack

18:13 < Serilde> (No problem. My posts are a little slow since I'm browsing craigs list anyways

18:18 Seaward_Skies looks from the dripping red beak and feathers, to the rabbit, then back to his master, eyes wide. He slowly stands, backing away from the fire and trying to work up the courage to speak. "I, uh... I don't think so... I mean, I can try to, if you want me to, master, but... I've never cooked anything like rabbit before. I can't think I'd be good enough to do it for you..." ***

18:26 < Serilde> (OOoh as I'm looking I'm pretty sure I'm gonna rent me a real house!)

18:27 < Seaward_Skies> (Oh ho?~)

18:30 Serilde nods towards the stallion once, firmly. "Yes, I do want you to try it. Probably the easiest thing to do would be to stick it on a spit there and rotate it above that fire. In the mean time, I'm going to go get myself cleaned." His eyes narrow as he meets the stallion's wide eyes and flares his wings slightly to seem more intimidating. "Oh, and you best not burn it at all, or I'll be upset." As if to emphasize the point he licks his beak as he looks the stallion over. ***

18:35 Seaward_Skies shrinks back, looking at the bloody rabbit and grimacing. "I-I'm not sure how long to do it for..." he stammers as he moves up, gingerly picking up the heap of meat and fur and glancing at the spit. "Please, master... Could you perhaps help me a little? I don't want to displease you..." ***

18:43 Serilde notices how his stallion is treating the piece of meat and decides that perhaps he wants to stay and watch him get it all set up afterall. "Well, just stick the metal pike all the way through longways and then slowly rotate it while its above the fire. Keep the heat nice and even. It should be there for nearly an hour before it's ready to eat. Oh and if you could, scewer some vegges and roast them underneath once it starts to drip fat." ***

18:47 Seaward_Skies nods slowly, thinking about an hour watching this butchered rabbit turn over the heat. He says nothing except a quiet 'thank you', though, wincing as he slides it onto the spit and sets it up over the fire, collecting a few vegatables and setting them up as he turns the spit with a hoof. After a while, the smell of roasting rabbit fills the cabin, as fat sizzles in the fire and on the cooking veg. ***

18:57 Serilde sighs and looks a little dispapointed in the stallion's lack of reaction as he turns around and begins to get to work, letting his posture fall slightlly. Once he's satisfied that everything is all setup he turns and opens the door. "I'm sure if you know how to cook fish, this will turn out just as delightful. Otherwise...I can think of something else to fill my belly." He give his beak a soft clack, looking at the pegasus, before gingerly trotting out the door and closing it with his tail as if nothing was going on. He lazily makes his way over to the stream and hops into theo cold water, gasping as it permeates his fur and feathers. ***

18:59 Seaward_Skies whimpers to himself, and lets out a little sob as his master leaves, the sound of that beak echoing in his ear. He slumps down, still turning the spit, trying to keep himself together as the smell of the rabbit turns his stomach. ***

17:21 < Serilde> (Could I tempt you here? :P)

17:22 < Seaward_Skies> (I suppose you could~ I mean, it is your post after all :B)

17:25 Serilde takes his time playing in the stream, spashing around in the cold water and scaring away the fish as he gets himself clean of the rabbits blood. He was quite enjoying his pony and all the perks that came with it and wasnt sure how soon eh wanted to take the final plunge. As it was nearing Lunch time, the griffon climbs out of the stream and heads back into the cabin. Despite his wet dripping, he does his best to silently enter without his pony noticing him. ***

17:28 Seaward_Skies has straightened up by now, turning the spit but not paying all that much attention to the meat on it, focusing on the vegetables, much more palateable to him despite the sizzling fat that drips down onto them. His ear twitches as the tiercel enters, but he doesn't turn to look, not registering the sounds. ***

17:32 Serilde slowly creeps up behind the stallion, the crackling of the fire covering to soft sounds of water dripping off his body. Soon the creature is right behind his pony standing over him. "Tasty treat! What are you doing?!" He growls sternly, faning his wings out and making himself appear to be quite large. He picks up a claw and rets it on his pegasus's rump roughly. ***

17:34 Seaward_Skies all but jumps out of his skin, spinning around to face the dripping griffon with a pale face, his heart hammering against his ribcage. He looks up, gulping hard as Serilde seems to tower above him, and the talons prick his backside, his own wings tucking hard against his sides. "M-master? Wh-what's wrong? I was just cooking, like you asked me to..." ***

17:42 Serilde feels a rush of excitement as the stallion jumps out of his skin, fluttering his wings as he stares down fiercely at the stallion. He gives a hearty chuckle and slowly traces the claw down his pet's flank. "Yes you are, and it smells absolutely wonderful. However...you forgot to do something very important. You didnt greet your master as he returned." ***

19:13 < Serilde> (I guess here then~)

19:14 < Seaward_Skies> (I guess so)

19:14 < Seaward_Skies> (Just one more thought, should I add gurgly noises to the pic?)

19:16 < Serilde> (Maybe~)

19:16 < Seaward_Skies> (Hmm, I'm just not sure if they'd spoil the tone...)

19:16 < Serilde> (Do both and look I suppose)

19:16 < Serilde> (I suppose one thing to add with lemon is that his and my likes line up nearly exactly...including things like umm...disposal. I think he might expect it.)

19:17 < Seaward_Skies> That's okay. I can leave it to you :p

19:18 < Serilde> (welp, your post)

19:20 < Serilde> (Or I suppose we could do the snake one too if this one isn't tickling you. Where skies gets digested~)

19:21 Seaward_Skies shrinks down a little, shivering as the sharp point trails along his cutie mark, making his rump twitch a little. "I, uh..." he squeaks, licking his dry lips. "I-I'm sorry, master, I didn't hear you coming in." He thinks for a moment, then gives a half-hearted smile. ""W-welcome back, master?" ***

19:21 < Seaward_Skies> (Nono, this is tickling~)

19:25 Serilde frowns down at the stallion and gives his beak a little lick, letting his shiny tongue linger on the sharp edge. "You know...If you fail to please me too much, I might just decide to fulfil that little fantasy of yours. So how long until everything is done? " He asks, pressing the claw in on the snout of the fish enough to cause a sharp pain and withdrawing. ***

19:26 Seaward_Skies hisses at the jab, managing not to flinch as Serilde shows off his hunger, instead turning to look at the rabbit. "I'm not sure, master. I don't now how w-well done you like it, and I'm not sure how long it would take to get there... B-but I'm certain it's almost done!" ***

19:32 Serilde watches the spit turn as Seaward_Skies slowly moves it and gives him an evil looking grin. "Well...why don't you cut off a portion and taste it for me? Just to make sure it's done right." The griffon says, giving Seaward and eager look. "I'm sure you'll find it quite tasty." ***

19:37 Seaward_Skies gulps audibly as he looks from the meat to his master, then to a knife on the rack. "M-me? B-but master, I don't know how you like it... A-and I'm no good at judging m-meat. I've never eaten it before. A-are you sure this is worth trusting to me?" ***

19:44 Serilde smiles even wider as he sees the stallion look nervous and then nods. "Yes. I want to see you tell me what you think of it. If you're very fortunate, I might even let you get to have some of it with your dinner this evening~" He feels a rush each time the pony squirms. "You arnt questioning my judgement are you?" ***

19:46 Seaward_Skies shakes his head quickly, picking up a carving knife and turning to the roast. "N-no, master, just questioning my judgement. Not yours. If you really think I can, then..." He hesitates, the knife touching the rabbit's flank, then imagines he's back, on the ship, fighting for his life, and easily cuts a slice out of it. It comes away still pink in the middle, dripping fat and hot, red blood into the fire as he sticks it with the point of the knife and holds it up. ***

19:57 Serilde grins from ear to ear as he watches the stallion cut a slice off and looks at it over skies's shoulder and nods his approval. "That looks like it might be at just the right amount~" He says happily, "But still, give it a taste and tell me how you think it tastes." ***

20:00 Seaward_Skies grits his teeth at the smell, trying to overcome an ingrained instinct, even for a peicovore pegasus, to gag at the sight and smell of cooked meat. He moves it closer to his mouth, takes a breath through his teeth, and takes a large bite, knowing a nibble wouldn't be enough for his master. He gives a muffled sound as the salty, fatty taste spreads across his tongue, and he forces himself to chew as he nods. "It's...new," he says honestly. ***

20:02 Serilde shivers as the stallion takes a bite, leaning forward to take in the smell of the chunk and watching him chew. Serilde could feel his shaft beginning to fill with blood at the sensation of power. He leans forward and takes a good sniff of the meat. "And do you think it's ready? I think you might need to eat that whole chunk before you can be sure." ***

20:04 Seaward_Skies lets out a little whimper at that, chewing the gristly mouthful and quickly swallowing, not bothered by the oversized lump that stretches his throat almost painfully, just wanting to get it over with. "A-a-as you w-wish, master," he says, before taking another, bigger bite, swallowing after only the minimum of chewing. "I think it's done, though..." ***

20:08 Serilde leans over and pulls the rabbit of the spit as well as the veggies and sets them on a platter as seaward eats his meal, giving a hearty laugh as he finishes it off. "Well then, what did you think of that rabbit? Pretty tasty aye?" He begins to carve up the rabbit and also serves himself 90% of the vegetables, which smell absolutely lovely. The ones he does leave are those that caught most of the fat dripping down, and so glisten in the light. ***

20:10 Seaward_Skies wipes his greasy, fat-stained mouth with the back of a hoof, only managing to smear the shiny liquid across his muzzle. He feels vaguely sick, but partly because, by the last bite, it wasn't as bad as he had thought it might be. "I was surprised, master..." he says quietly, letting out a very soft moan as he looks at the fat-slick vegetables. ***

20:13 Serilde gives a long chuckle and picks up his plate and moves to take a seat near the roaring fire, which skies had kept well tended. He waves a talon over at the table and says, "Well, have as much as you want~ I'm feeling generous this afternoon." Yet, the amount of veggies he'd left would be hardly enough to fill a foals belly. If skies didn't want to be hungry, he'd have to have his fill of the rabbit, of which there appeared to be more than enough. ***

20:16 Seaward_Skies sits down besides the fire as well, looking over his meagre portion and slowly chewing on the first piece of carrot. To his surprise, the hot fat doesn't detract from the flavour, though he doesn't think it adds anything either. He quickly finishes his plateful, despite his attempts to eat it slowly, and looks over at the rabbit, his belly still feeling empty despite the sick feeling that still lingers from the first slice. ***

20:19 Serilde seems to pay no mind as the stallion takes a seat next to him, picking out the meat and the veggies, eating them slowly in front of his pet. He catches skies's glance out of the corner of his eye and turns back to the Pegasus, picking up a piece of zucchini in his talon. "I must say, you did an absolutely marvelous job at these~" He then quickly wolfs it down in plain sight of his pet. ***

20:21 Seaward_Skies winces at the sight of the vegetables disappearing, knowing he'll be hungry tonight if he doesn't have something else. "Uh, m-master? I'm flattered you think so, but... Could I have some more? Please?" ***

20:23 Serilde looks down at the stallion over his plate and has another carrot. "Of course you can. I told you, you can have as much as you want. Go ahead and fix yourself another plate~" He waves his pony off with a talon and turns back to the crackling fire before he has a chance to respond. ***

20:25 Seaward_Skies looks over to the spit, where only the remains of the rabbit sit, and back to his master. The question lies on the tip of his tongue, but he fears what the reaction might be if he has the nerve to ask the tiercel to give up some of his vegetables. He sighs, and very reluctantly paces to the spit and slowly slices himself off another couple of chunks. ***

20:30 Serilde pays no attention to his pet as he goes to get more food, though the crackling fire casts a menacing glow on the griffon. He continues eating chuck after chunk, swallowing each bite sized piece down without chewing, purring contentedly at his meal. ***

20:33 Seaward_Skies sits back down again, looking at the pink chunks and groaning, pushing them around the plate before he picks one up and takes a bite, making a sound that's half digust... half guilty pleasure." ***

20:37 Serilde turns to his pony, smiling as he sees the chunks of meat on the stallion's plate and cocking his head at the strange noise he was making. "Is there something wrong my Tasty fish?" He asks, bringing the last veggie to his beak and gulping it down. ***

20:40 Seaward_Skies shakes his head again, looking almost like a foal caught with a hoof in the sugarlumps. "No, master..." he mumbles around the mouthful, swallowing. "Nothing wrong at all..." ***

20:47 Serilde watches him swallow it down and nods in approval, turning back to eat his meat in silence. "Good, I'd hate for you to feel like there was an issue. If you ever have a problem, you know you can speak to me openly," he says in an obviously falsely reassuring voice. ***

20:50 Seaward_Skies takes another bite, but almost chokes on it as his master taunts him. He coughs, chewing roughly and swallowing hard. "N-no, there's nothing. It's just..." He swallows again. "It's good," he says, his belly churning as he realises he's being totally honest. ***

20:54 Serilde licks over the final chunk of his meal and sets his plat aside, staring into the fire as he waits patiently for his pony to be done. "See? I knew you'd be able to cook that rabbit just to perfection. You are a born natural~" ***

20:56 Seaward_Skies looks down to see that he's already finished the first chunk, and his belly is half full of rare rabbit. It gurgles in protest, but the thought of another hungry night is enough to make him pick up the next chunk and chew down on it. "Mhmm..." he mumbles. ***

17:45 Serilde smirks to himself as he watches the stallion eating his food, reveling in the rush of power that such feelings gave him. "Well, you should finish your dinner quickly, because your master has some plans for you afterward~" ***

17:48 Seaward Skies screws his eyes shut, and wolfs down what's left of his meal, trying his best not to taste it. Not out of disgust, but a desire not to enjoy it. Soon he puts his plate down, grease and blood dripping from his chin. Then, as he looks up at the tiercel, he wishes he hadn't, wondering what new horrors he has planned. ***

17:50 < Serilde> (Hmm so part of the reason I havnt continued this recently is I don't know where to take it

17:51 < Seaward> (I think we went a little beyond the original idea xP)

17:51 < Serilde> (Aye, perhaps, though its been fun.)

17:52 < Seaward> (Heh, that it has~)

17:56 Serilde retreats to the bed and pulls out a small box of toys and winks over at his stallion. "So...now that we've had breakfast I'm a bit too full to fulfil your dream, but maybe you can convince me later. For now, I think I want to enjoy my stallion a little more, so come on over hear, and bring plate of fat." ***

17:59 Seaward Skies reluctantly grips the still-warm plate in his mouth, bringing it over to the bed and placing it down on the sheets before he pulls himself up, glancing over the box of toys with more than a touch of apprehension. "What... What does master have planned?" ***

18:05 Serilde giggles as he sees the stallion and pulls out a rather large griffon dildo from the box and presses it to his pony's lips. "Maybe not as good as the real thing, but I cant leave my pony unattended while he attends to me~" he says, holding it there. ***

18:07 Seaward Skies crosses his eyes to look at the thick rubber cock, whimpering slightly and crossing his hindlegs, but the intent is clear enough, and after a moment he parts his lips, letting the pointed tip slip between them. ***

18:11 Serilde pushes the tip between the stallion's lips, pressing it gently but firmly in and deeper till the Pegasus was deepthroating the toy. Meanwhile, the tiercel takes a lump of fat onto a talon and rubs it against the pony's tail hole. ***

18:13 Seaward Skies gives a muffled grunt as the tip pushes into his throat, threatening to make him lose his breakfast before he swallows hard, screwing his eyes shut. Then he squeaks at the feel of the warm, greasy fat against his pucker, shifting his rump abruptly. ***

18:16 Serilde laughs at the stallions shifting and presses the sharp talon through the hole, pushing ample fat into and around the stallion's bowels to get them all nice and lubed up. "You better suck hard on that my pet, because it's going inside~ ***

18:17 Seaward Skies pulls his rump up, trying to get it away from the claw with a louder squeak and a heavy blush. He looks at the tiercel with pleading eyes, unable to speak through the rubber cock, but he suck and licks anyway, trying to get it as slick as possible. ***

18:21 Serilde feels the stallion pull up and away off of his claw and then turns to glare at the pony. "Well, if you think your rump is lubricated enough then, maybe I shouldn't wait," He threatens. The griffon takes another lump and rests it against the pony's hole once more, but this time waiting for his slave to push it in. ***

18:24 Seaward Skies sniffles, his eyes still screwed up, and weighs up his options for a moment, before whimpering again and sitting back onto the claw, letting it push more fat into his rump. He squirms at the feeling, the pressure inside him making his sheath bulge. ***

18:30 Serilde grins as the stallion sits back and begins to massage more of the fat into his butt until he was satisfied that the pony will be able to take it. At that point Serilde begins to massage at his prostate, trying to coax his slave out a little further. "You like that don't you Tasty fish?" ***

18:32 Seaward Skies can't answer properly with the dildo filling his mouth and throat, but he makes as much of a squeak as he can, his blush only rising, hoping that his master takes it as enough of an answer. Then he starts to gently ride the claw, rolling his rump over it, trying to please the griffon. ***

18:34 Serilde finally retracts the claw once he's sure his pet is all ready and grabs the base of the toy, gently tugging it free. "There's a good stallion. I hope you're ready to take this all the way~" ***

18:36 Seaward Skies does gag a little as the dildo is pulled out again, trailing little strings of saliva, but manages to keep everything down, shivering at the loss of the teasing claw as well. "C...Oh c-course, master..." he says almost automatically. ***

18:41 Serilde pulls the dildo away till the strands break and then brings it to his tail, pressing the thick shaft up against his pet's tail hole. "Now, I'll let you take this as fast as you want, but you have to go all the way." He says, and then leans forward to nip the pony's dock. ***

18:54 Seaward Skies whimpers again, nodding quickly as he tries his best to relax against the tip pushing at the ring of tight muscle. "Y-yes master~" He starts at the nip, then slowly starts to sit back, letting the taper slowly spread him out with a moan, taking the head in and working his way down. ***

18:56 Serilde applies a gentle pressure on the shaft as Seaward presses backwards, feeling himself get excited as he watches his pony take it. "I'm just getting you nice and filled so that you can return the favor in a moment~" He teases. ***

18:59 Seaward Skies squirms a little as he sinks further down, taking more of the thick cock, pressing it against his prosate for a moment before it slips deeper into his rump. He nods again, jerky this time, as his cock spills out of his sheath, quickly coming up to hardness. ***

19:05 Serilde grins as he sees the shaft spilling free of the fleshy sack and brings a claw up to rub it and get his pony excited. "Enjoying ourselves are we? You're taking this a little slow though...your master is getting impatient." ***

19:07 Seaward Skies groans as his shaft is toyed with, at full mast already, and starts to sink down a little faster, the dildo half way in, soon to be approaching the thick, heavy knot. "Y-you said as fast as I w-wanted, master~" he says, despite the speed up. ***

19:11 Serilde growls as the stallion talks back to him and suddenly shoves the toy an inch deeper into his pet. "Well, maybe I changed my mind. Now are you complaing to me?" He asks, digging the tips of his talons into the pony's shaft painfully. ***

19:12 Seaward Skies shakes his head, speeding up again, even as the dildo spears further into him. "N-no, master, I-I was just saying... I'm happy to speed up for you~" he whimpers, reaching the knot and pausing for a moment as he wonders if his master wants him to take the massive bulge as well. ***

19:19 Serilde eases his grip and goes back to teasing his pony as Seaward retracts his objections, having quite a bit of fun with him now. His talon is lubricated in the fat, enabling it to slide gently over the shaft with each stroke. "Good good." When Seaward stops at the knot he frowns and figures that the stallion was having some difficulty, so instead increases his own pressure against it till it slips in, leaving the Pegasus hilted on the toy. ***

19:21 Seaward Skies cries out in pain as the knot is forced into him, stretching his hole wider than ever before, so that he's sure it must have torn in the process. He pants, squealing gently, surprised to see that his cock is harder than ever, the dildo shifting inside him with every movement he makes. "Aaa-haaaahh~" ***

19:30 Serilde laughs as he hears the stallion's cry and says, "Oooh that good huh? I'm glad my little pet is enjoying himself, though if you release before I'm ready I'll be upset." He says, with a grin. He pulls out another dildo, this one quite a bit smaller and without a base on it and teases it against the stallion's lips. "One for your mouth too~" ***

19:32 Seaward Skies whines softly, but opens his mouth for his master, letting him slide the smaller toy into his mouth. It slides easily in, poking at the back of his throat, making him wriggle, which only makes him blush and moan as the motion sets the cock in his rump wobbling. ***

19:36 Serilde pushes it all the way to the back of the pony's mouth and then partially down his throat, putting the entire length into Seaward's mouth, and letting his lips seal around it. If the Pegasus wasn't careful he might accidentally lose it. He pats his pony between the ears and smiles. Now then, one last order of business~" The stallion pulls out several small rubber rings and begins to slide them in place over the stallion's length. ***

19:37 Seaward Skies is left utterly mute now, keeping his lips closed over the end of the dildo, his eyes wide as the rings slip over his cock, tight against the sensitive flesh. ***

19:38 < Serilde> (I think it'd be amusing if skies accidentally swallows it during orgasm :P)

19:39 < Seaward> (Heh, perhaps~)

19:39 Serilde sighs in satisfaction and hops up onto the bed, presenting his rump for the stallion. His tail flicks out to the side. With one last helping of fat, he teases his own hole to be nice and prepared. "Whenever you're ready my pet~" ***

19:41 Seaward Skies nods slowly, rising and hesitantly shuffling over, wincing and twitching as each step shifts the pair of dildos. Finally he reaches the tiercel, rearing up a little, gripping the leonine rump, and pushing his cock against the hole. ***

19:44 Serilde keeps his rump raised in the air as he feels the depressing of the bed and wiggles around. He shivers as he feels the hooves against his back and then gasps when the tip presses against his tight rignt. The tiercel lets out a breath, relaxing as he waits for the pegasus's entry. ***

19:46 Seaward Skies mumbles, slumping against the tiercel, overwhelmed by sensory input as he pushing himself into the tight pucker all too slowly, the first ring popping into him with a slick sound. ***

19:50 Serilde gives a small moan as the tip presses into his tight hole. The long flat head was quite a bit different than the tapered head he was used to, filling the tunnul out the instant it pressed inside. His tight walls grip around the stallion's length as he feels the ring pop inside. The rubbing presses against his prostate, causing Serilde to flesh out even quicker as blood rushes too his netheres. ***

19:53 Seaward Skies pushes in further, his eyes rolling in his skull, the tightness making him moan with with the dildo in his throat, pressing down on his tongue. Soon enough, he's hilting the tiercel, all the rings rubbing along inside the tunnel, leaning heavily against his master and breathing hard through his nose. ***

19:56 Serilde closes his eyes as he focuses on the intense sensations coming from his rump as the stallion pressies in all the way. He can soon feel his hips against the pony's and the intense tightness in his bowels. His shaft has reached full thickness and drips its saltly pre into the sheets. "Oooh That's good~" He purrs, beginning to pant. ***

20:00 Seaward Skies starts to thrust, easing himself out of the tightness and then back in again, going slow for a while as he tries to keep a hold on himself, but the grinding of both dildos, along with the incredible tightness and warmth of the tiercel's hole, is too much, and he starts thrusting faster, and soon harder. ***

20:03 Serilde gives a low moan between his pants as the stallion begins to thrust against him. The sensations get especially intense each time a ring slips through his hole. He feels the pressure against his prostate, causing his shaft to twitch and drip even faster. "OOoh~ THere's a good pony!~ Have your way with your master like nyou want too~" ***

20:04 Seaward Skies nods, taking the command at face value and, his inhibitions worn away, starts really pounding at the tiercel, slamming his hips against the tight, toned rump, drooling around his makeshift gag. ***

20:07 Serilde 's breathing picks up and his noises become loud moans interspersed with grunts at each thrust. Despite how hard and violent the pegasus's motions were becoming, the tiercel was in heaven, each thrust sending yet another wave through him. ***

20:09 Seaward Skies knows he isn't going to last much longer, even with the rings around his cock that help him to stave off a climax. He tightens his grip on the tiercel, slamming and smacking against him, a low sound building in his own clogged throat as he draws ever closer to orgasm. ***

20:17 Serilde feels his tip twitching as the motions bring him closer and closer to release. He's in bliss as each ring presses through his hole, ravaging his rump. The tiercel's eyes roll up in his head as his muscles spasm around Seaward's shaft, stimulating him further. ***

20:19 Seaward Skies finally loses it as the tiercel ripples around his cock, slamming himself against that firm rump one last time before he holds himself, there, eyes shut, making soft squeaking sounds as he fills Serilde with his hot seed, lost for a moment in the raw pleasure of the orgasm, so that he doesn notice the dildo in his mouth slipping a little deeper into him. ***

20:23 Serilde gives a loud roar as he feels the stallion begin to empty, pushing himself over the edge as well. His salty seed spurts forth onto the bed sheets as his talons rend at the fabric, squeezing tight. His rump convulses, squeezing even tighter and milking the stallion for all he's worth. ***

20:27 Seaward Skies grimaces, hiccuping in surprise as the rubber length slips down his throat, making him cough and choke even as his orgasm is stretched out by the clenching tunnel, making him spurt another rope of cum into the tiercel as he gasps around the dildo, no choice left but to swallow hard. ***

20:31 Serilde is far too lost in the bliss of his orgasm to notice his pets trouble and continues to make a mess of the bed. His rump contracts in time with his spurts until finally after nearly a minute, it ends, with the griffon collapsing onto the bed, breathing hard, his feathers mussed into his cum. ***

20:33 Seaward Skies flops down on top of him, his softening cock half-out of his master's backside, rubbing his throat as he feels the strange weight and shape in his belly, wheezing softly. "...ow..." he whimpers. ***

20:38 Serilde lays on the bed, enjoying his afterglow as the stallion's length begins to soften within him. His own shaft is actually quite engorged still as the knot swells up, despite not being inside anyone. He seems pretty peaceful until he hears the stallion make a noise, at which point he turns to look at him. "Did you spit out that toy without me telling you to?" ***

20:39 Seaward Skies lifts his head up and shakes it, his breath obviously not quite right. "N-no, master," he says hoarsly. "I... W-well, I accidentally...s-swallowed it..." he mumbles. ***

20:43 Serilde looks at the pony incredulously, raising an eyebrow at him and rolling over on the bed. "You...Swallowed it?" He asks, sounding a bit dumfounded. ***

20:44 Seaward Skies manages to pull out and sit back before he's crushed under the tiercel, and nods slowly, rubbing his throat. "Yes, master. I...don't really know how, it just sort of...happened." ***

20:48 Serilde gives an irritated grunt and brings a talon up to push at the pony's chest. "Well...that was an expensive toy...I see you're trying to force my claw so that I'll fulfill your deepest desire..." He says sounding peeved. ***

20:49 Seaward Skies shakes his head quickly. "N-no, master, of course not! I wouldn't want to swallow rubber... It feels wrong..." ***

20:52 Serilde takes a deep breath and sighs. He grabs on the stallion's collar and pulls him up next to his chest. "Fine...I'll let it go for the moment because that was way to exhausting to do anything else. I'm sure you'll get it back for me." ***

20:53 Seaward Skies eeps as he's pulled into the embrace, dragged into the mess of cum, the thick, sticky substance smeared over his coat. He thinks about how it might come back and blushed. "Uh... I'm sure I will, master..." ***

20:58 Serilde sighs and gives the stallion a nuzzle before nipping him for good measure. "Well, we'll deal with that when it happens. For now, though, I want to nap after that wonderful sex." He still hasn't given skies permission to remove the other toy, mostly because he'd forgotten. ***

21:00 Seaward Skies nods slowly, figuring he could take a nap as well, so long as the two toys don't keep him from falling asleep. "Uh, master? Can I take the other toy out, at least?" ***

21:03 Serilde had just begun to close his eyes when he hears the stallion ask about the toy. He opens his beak to say yes, but then it occurs to him. "Hey! Did I say anything about that toy? What makes you think I forgot about it? Maybe I don't want you to remove it." He says, sounding a bit grumpy. ***

21:04 Seaward Skies dips his head, putting on a show of submission, and swallows, taking a moment to compose his reply. "Uh... Of course not, master, I just... I can't know what you want me to do with it if I don't ask..." ***

21:04 < Seaward> (...why did I do that?)

21:05 < Seaward> (Fixed >.<)

21:09 Serilde listens to the stallion's reply and smiles at him. He lets the unspoken question hang in the air for a moment before nodding at the pony. "Yes...I suppose you can remove it. It does make snuggling awkward from some angles." ***

21:11 Seaward Skies nods, and lets out a quiet sigh. "Thank you, master..." he says softly, before taking hold of the thick base in both hooves and pulling it out of his rump with a wet sound. "Uh... Where should I put it?" ***

21:14 Serilde points a claw across the rom over to a hamper. "Just grab a towel from there and set it on one. And be quick. I don't wanna wait much longer before this nap." ***

21:15 Seaward Skies flops off the bed and hurries over, dropping the soiled, fat-covered dildo onto a towel and wrapping it up, before he clmabers back onto the sheets and lies down next to the tiercel. ***

21:23 Serilde watches the stallion scurry around and then purrs as the pony reaches him, wrapping him up in a warm feathery embrace once more. "There's a good Tasty Fish. Now be still while I sleep~" He says, closing his eyes ***

21:27 Seaward Skies nods, trying to put all thoughts of masters, pets and threats of being eaten out of his mind. Instead, he tries to relax and enjoy the simple pleasure of a griffon's embrace, nuzzling into the soft feathers and going still as ordered. ***

21:30 Serilde closes his fierce eyes and rests his sharp beak on the pony's neck. He gives a soft purr, his chest rumbling from his contentment as he slowly drifts off to sleep. ***

21:32 Seaward Skies shivers a little at the feel of the point against his vulnerable spot, but he closes his eyes too, and surprisingly soon falls asleep as well, breathing slowly against the tiercel. ***

21:32 < Serilde> (I feel like skies should wake up and try to escape

21:33 < Seaward> (Maybe... But not tonight :p)

21:37 < Serilde> (So current thoughts-Skies tries to escape, Serilde catches him and eats him, Spits him up in the morning. Skies ruins breakfast somehow, and Serilde settles for him instead.

21:38 < Seaward> (Perhaps. I'm almost loathe to end this, though xP)

21:38 < Serilde> (Hehe but I don't know where else to go :P)

21:39 < Seaward> (Clearly Serilde has to fall in love with Skies and form an odd romance!)

21:41 < Serilde> (Plus part of the reason why I wanted to swallow the dildo was for it to return in the pellet :P)

21:41 < Seaward> (Ah, I see)

17:31 < Ruzeth> (Well, I mean this one~)

17:32 < Seaward> (Hmm... Not really silly enough, to be honest. And I'm not sure I'm in the mood...)

17:32 < Ruzeth> (That's fair)

19:00 < GyroTech> (I think you were gonna try to escape~)

19:00 < Seaward> (Oh, you meant this one? I thought you meant the plain sex one xP)

19:01 < GyroTech> (Oh we can do that one too~)

13:09 < Gyro> (beep)

13:11 < Seaward> (You know it's almost dinner time, right? :p)

13:11 < Gyro> (Or maybe i could go for kian :P)

13:11 < Gyro> (I know^^ Serilde is hungry~)

13:11 < Gyro> (But I actually know what you mean)

13:11 < Seaward> (Eep!)

13:15 < Seaward> (Just waiting on mum getting home... And there she is)

17:09 < Gyro> (Well this one maybe, though its probably gonna get rough soon.)

17:10 < Seaward> (Yeah, true...)

17:10 < Seaward> (See, this is why I sometimes like silly one-night things, else I get attached to the scenario and don't want to end it xP)

17:12 < Gyro> ( :P But I'm bad at one night sillies

17:12 < Seaward> (I know! D: )

17:13 < Gyro> (There can always be other male serilde encounters~)

17:13 < Seaward> (I know...)

17:15 < Seaward> (I guess the other issue is that the moods that make me want to do these rougher kinds of RPs usually don't last more than the one night as well)

17:15 < Gyro> (Well that's fair~, That's why we only come back occasionally)

17:16 < Seaward> (I mean, getting fucked and eaten by a tiercel is always fun, but for some reason the slavery setting doesn't ever seem as fun to come back to after a couple of sessions...)

17:18 < Gyro> (Ahh well, this is like the last event though, You'll certainly get fucked an eaten by a tiercel~)

17:18 < Seaward> (The surprise and anonymity is also a factor, though :p)

17:19 < Gyro> (:B alright that's fair )

17:20 < Seaward> (As much as the anticipation thing is a turn on for me, in this case now that Skies is like...established there, and they seem to know each other, there's just something that isn't as appealing anymore)

17:20 < Seaward> (Damn... I really can't articulate it >.<)

17:20 < Gyro> (I think I get it. You've developed seaward enough in this setting that you don't wanna see him go.

17:21 < Gyro> (And that you feel like Serilde and skies have a connection

17:21 < Seaward> (Sort of, yeah)

17:22 < Seaward> (The idea of having an unrelated griff drop down, tease him about how good he tastes as he has his way with him, and just disposing of him afterward is unf)

17:22 < Seaward> (With established characters I feel like betrayal is somehow more sexy)

17:24 < Gyro> (More or less?)

17:25 < Seaward> (More. Like, if the characters are friends or such)

17:25 < Seaward> (As it stands Serilde eating Skies isn't betrayal)

17:25 < Seaward> (Since that's been his plan all along, and they both know it :p)

17:27 < Gyro> (We could contrive a betrayal of course. If serilde promises skies he'll let him free if he does x, or even better, if Skies somehow ends up saving Serilde, and then he eats him anyways.

17:28 < Seaward> (That just establishes the 'canon' even further :p)

17:28 < Seaward> (Even the betrayal thing is something that happens in a short RP)

17:30 < Gyro> (Still it would establish a betrayal :P

17:31 < Seaward> (Yeah, but creating the little self contained canon would just make me want to end it even less >.<)

17:31 < Seaward> (This whole thing is stupid and irrational)

17:32 < Gyro> (Its alright, we don't have to do this, or even ever finish it xP

17:33 < Seaward> (But now I'm in the mood to do something, even if it's just a silly oneshot of male!Serilde picking Skies up off of the...)

17:34 < Gyro> (Something hit you?)

17:34 < Seaward> (...hmm... I know we have a thing where Serilde picks Skies up at a bar - with the 'noncanon' ending of sleep eating - but something like Serilde taking Skies home willingly for a casual fuck and then turning around and eating him could be fun)

17:34 < Seaward> (Or the rape and eat, either or...)

17:36 < Gyro> (Or do you want betrayal? Because Ruzeth could suddenly decide the problem with Skies's lethargy is an evil spirit that he has to eat skies to contain~)

17:37 < Seaward> (Wait, I think I just thought of the perfect griffon scenario...)

17:38 < Seaward> (Serilde picks up a semi-willing Skies, nervous and not sure if he really wants to have sex with a griff, but gets seduced enough to go along with it (bondage might be fun here ;p) but when they're done Serilde trusses him up, and taunts him as he indulges in a little foodplay before nomming him)

17:39 < Gyro> (Hehehe~)

18:01 < GyroTech> (I mean~ If pet play interests we could do this one and finish it up)

18:02 < Seaward> (Gah! I feel terrible because I keep shooting down ideas!)

18:03 < GyroTech> (Lets just start this one and see if we cant get you into it in a couple posts maybe?)

18:04 < GyroTech> (Its all about getting a momentum~)

18:04 < Seaward> (I guess...)

18:09 GyroTech sleeps soundly though the night with the pony held tight against his fluffy chest. His head twists at some point, making his beak less uncomfortable for his little pet. In the morning light begins to filter through the slats in the blinds, waking the griffon up. He gives his pet a little squeeze and then shakes him awake. "Cmon Tasty fish, time to get up~" ***

18:12 Seaward Skies grumbles as he's shaken, keeping his eyes shut for a moment, but he soon cracks them open to the dim light, and turns to glance back at the tiercel. "M-master?" he groans, feeling sore from the previous night, his hindquarters stiff and his gullet raw. ***

18:16 Serilde smiles down at his Pegasus and brings a claw up to jingle the collar he had around the stallion's neck. "Gmorning my pet, rise and shine. We've got another day of nice fun~" He rubs up over his ear and scratches right at the base of his wing. "Did you sleep well?" ***

18:18 Seaward Skies winces just a little as his master fiddles and teases with the collar, but nods. "Yes, master. Surprisingly so..." ***

18:20 Serilde rolls out of bed and grabs some veggitables from the cabinet and sets them in a bowl and places that down at his feet, as he fixes himself some light breakfast. "Good, good, I bet my little Pegasus is hungry isn't he? Come get your food little guy~" He teases as he might his own dog. ***

18:21 Seaward Skies nods, about to answer, when the tiercel starts teasing and treating him like a real pet. He glances down at the bowl, his belly growling, but aside from another soft grumble he doesn't say a word, instead crouching down in front of the bowl and starting to munch on the vegetables. ***

18:23 Serilde rubs a claw across the back of the stallion, petting him gently as he eats his own breakfast in silence. He gently strokes over the stallion seeming quite tender at the moment, reaching all htose hard to get spots. ***

18:27 Seaward Skies starts to murr softly, enjoying the simple tastes of the raw vegetables after the humiliation of his previous meal, and even enjoying the affections of his master, despite how much more he's being treated as a pet now ***

18:30 Serilde finishes up his simple breakfast and grabs a couple more carrots and breaks them into pieces while his pet finishes up. He also grabs a ball and packs both these into a bag which he slings around his shoulder. Walking to the door he turns to the stallion and smiles at him. "Alright come along tasty fish~" ***

18:32 Seaward Skies wipes his mouth on a grubby foreleg, looking up in confusion. "Huh? Where are we going? M-master..." he stammers, making sure he doesn't leave off the term of address, lest he bring down another round of punishment... ***

18:34 Serilde gives a low growl at the stallion and gestures for him to come once more. "We're just going outside pet. But I did say for you to come on, so hurry up. I'm waiting on you." He says. He'd provided enough time that the Pegasus is probably done or a bite away from being done. ***

18:36 Seaward Skies grabs the last piece of lettuce and swallows it without chewing as he hurries over to the door, taking up position beside the tiercel like a loyal dog and glancing up at him. ***

18:38 Serilde smiles at the stallion as he comes and brings a claw up to rub his head and scratch his ear, while the other fishes for a bit of carrot to press into the pony's lips. "THere's a good pony, here's a little treat for you~" ***

18:39 Seaward Skies feels his face flushing, the heat of humiliation spreading through his cheeks, but he dare not refuse the treat, taking it gently from the claw despite his reasonable breakfast and murring at the scritches. ***

18:42 Serilde trots out into the middle of the field and then fishes for a bright orange ball and holds it up in the air. "Does the little pony want to play?" He asks with a giggle before tossing it out into the grass. It shows up bright against the scenery making it relatively easy to spot. ***

18:44 Seaward Skies gulps, looking from the ball back to Serilde and then to the ball again, shifting on his hooves as he weighs his options, between the displeasure of his master and this new low of chasing a ball. "D-does... Does master want me to play?" he asks, opting for option C ***

18:47 Serilde narrows his eyes at the Pegasus and points with a claw at the ball. "Yes, now go the ball you stupid pony. Why else would I have thrown it?" He continues to glare at the pegauses and then starts to stalk towards seaward skies. He better go for the ball before Serilde reached him. ***

18:51 < Serilde> (Is this appealing now? Trying to work in more pet play ^^)

18:51 < Seaward> (The abuse is a little less appealing, but the pet stuff was fine)

18:51 < Seaward> ('playful' abuse is okay, if that makes sense)

18:52 < Serilde> (Ah gotcha~)

18:52 Seaward Skies squeaks, shrinking down, and scampers towards the ball, his clipped wings still inhibiting his flight. He grabs the ball in his jaws, not bothering the care about the state of the ground it's been lying on, and drops it at Serilde's feet, keeping his head down. ***

18:54 Serilde claps his claws together excitedly as the stallion returns with the ball and he takes out a bit of carrot and tosses it to the ground next to it. He leans down and picks the ball back up and rubs the stallion's head. "There's a good boy. Good boy tasty fish~" ***

18:56 Seaward Skies gingerly scoops up the carrot, chewing slowly at it as he's petted again, the soft touch drawing another murr from him despite the snapping just moments ago. ***

19:00 Serilde rubs the ball in another carrot and throws the ball out once again as he continues to stroke the stallion, dragging his claws through his feathers and all the way down to his tail, keeping his pony distracted. "Alright! Fetch!" He calls out, though this time all skies would have to go on is scent. ***

19:04 Seaward Skies shudders, the strokes getting dangerously close to erotic as they edge closer to his tail. At the shout, he shoots what might be a exasperated look at his master, but only for the shortest of moments, before he turns and takes a few hesitant paces, snuffling at the air. ***

19:06 Serilde lets out a giggle at the stallion's look and then watches him. He's about to give just a little hint when the Pegasus seems to catch on to the game. "Good good~ Go find the ball for me my cute little horse~" ***

19:07 Seaward Skies can pick up the faintest scent of fresh, crushed carrot on the faint breeze, and makes slow paces in that direction. After a moment he spots the bright ball nestled in some bushes and retrieves it, again dropping it at his master's claws. ***

19:09 Serilde gives him a whole carrot this time and smiles at his pet. "There~ I think you deserve a nice reward~" Serilde puts the ball away this time and pampers the pony with much attention, scratching over the wings and this time rubbing him along the inner thigh, just shy of brushing any of his bits. ***

19:12 Seaward Skies is starting to get rather full now, but he munches on the carrot all the same, taking the food while it's so freely presented. As those claws start to scratch over more sensitive bits, however, he freezes, a very soft little moan keening from his throat. ***

19:17 Serilde smiles at the stallion and teases him a little more, getting nice and ready. The claw tickles along the shaft and over his balls. He legs out a soft giggle and says, "I think that's enough playing for now, don't you? lets head on inside~" He begins to trot back towards the cabin. ***

19:19 Seaward Skies gasps, his sheath bulging at the soft touch, even as it comes from the same tiercel who promised to eat him, and he has to swallow a sudden mouthful of thick saliva as he follows after him. "Y-yes master..." ***

19:25 Serilde gets nearly to the house when he pauses for a second, feeling a lump in his belly. The terciel begins to hack and cough and moments later, he coughs up the bones and fur that remain from the night before and settled in among those are a couple blue broken feathers that Serilde had swallowed the night before. He resumes his journey into the house as he finishes without saying a word about what just happened. ***

19:28 Seaward Skies pauses with Serilde, watching with a little concern as he starts to cough, but then recoils as he watches the pellet, blue feathers and all, splat out onto the ground. As Serilde walks on he lingers, staring, his mood killed as he starts to realise soon HE is going to be in that... Then he hurries to catch up, eyes screwed shut in an effort to delete the memory ***

19:31 Serilde pays no mind to his pet as he gets cosy on a cushion in the middle of the floor. He spreads his legs and reclines back, exposing his flaccid sheath to the stallion as he walks in. "You know...I was a bit wrong when I said enough play. I meant outdoor play~ Come show me how much you love me my pet~" ***

19:33 Seaward Skies glances down at that sheath, what might once have been a wonderful sight but now tainted. And yet... he can't help but drool a little at the thought of a knotted cock, even as the thought makes him wince. With tentative steps he places himself between his master's legs, anbd goes down on his belly so that he can hesitantly nuzzle at Serilde's sheath, filling his nose with the heavy scent of his musk. "L-like this, master?" ***

19:37 Serilde grins down at the stallion as he steps closer and twists to make himself as accessible as he can be. He lets out a soft sigh as he feels the muzzle getting to his sensitive areas, and gasps as the hot breath of Seaward's speech rolls over it. "Yes, like that, or however you wish~" ***

19:41 Seaward Skies runs his soft nose and lips up and down the fuzzy package, pressing his snout to the hole and breathing out into it. "Wh-whatever my master wishes..." he murmurs, the words tasting sour as he speaks them. "I... I am yours..." ***

19:45 Serilde lets out a soft murr and brings a claw over to stroke softly across the stallion, letting it wander with careless abandon across his body, and even brushing underneath. He can feel his own sheath beginning to plump out as it exudes its pleasant musk. He shivers in light pleasure quite enjoying his pet. ***

19:49 Seaward Skies whines and shifts at the claw's touch, feeling it tease him, coming close to his own sheath, but not touching just yet. He wraps his lips around the slowl emerging tip and laps at it, tasting the musk and the soft yet hardening flesh. ***

19:49 < Seaward> (I think I'm going to have to go to bed now, my love)

19:50 < Serilde> (Alright~ I hope this was enjoyable at least ^^)

19:50 < Seaward> (it was, once I got into it :) )

16:46 < GyroTech> (Wiggles~)

16:47 < Seaward> (You're home?)

16:49 < GyroTech> (indeed~)

16:50 < Seaward> (thing is, I'm not sure I want to do this AND art...)

16:51 < GyroTech> (alrighty ^^)

17:04 Serilde shivers as he feels the tongue licking over his sensitive tip, causing him to extend out even quicker. He arches his back ever so slightly, pushing his length deeper into the pony's mouth. His claw finally brushes against the sheath and rolls across the balls and across his pony's taint. ***

18:16 < Serilde> (beep)

18:21 < Seaward> (boop)

18:22 < Serilde> (How's this sound?

18:22 < Seaward> (Pretty tempting~)

18:25 Seaward Skies breathes out through his nose at the touch, feeling talons over his crotch, his balls tightening and his cock slowly slipping out further. The shaft in his mouth pushes against the roof, sliding over the slick, ridged flesh as his tongue undulates beneath it. ***

18:28 Serilde sighs out a soft pleased groan as he presses his pointed flesh back deeper into the stallion's mouth, till it pushes against the entrance to his throat. His breath picks up as he reaches full mast pressing down that slick tunnel. A claw presses against the tight plot of his pet and moves it up across the thick orbs and down the shaft before gently rubbing at the exposed tip. ***

18:34 Seaward Skies closes his eyes, his cock slipping out further even as the pointed tip makes his throat tense with a warning gag, rebelling at the intrusion to his throat. But he swallows, squeezing his eyes tighter, and forces himself down a little further, taking the tip into his throat with an audible gulp and groan. His rump sways, seemingly of a mind of its own, tail swishing behind him, his cock soon rock hard with the tiercel's expert ministrations. ***

18:37 Serilde moans a little louder and retracts his hips before thrusting back forward, pushing against the entrance to the throat, and then once skies swallows, he does it again. "There's a good pet! Good tasty fish~" He purrs, rumbling his chest. He leans down forward and presses his tougne against the stallion's balls, licking down to the tight pucker of his pony. ***

18:38 < Seaward> (Were they 69ing?)

18:38 < Serilde> (I think so? Not sure xP)

18:39 < Serilde> (err no probably not

18:39 < Serilde> (Just sort of. it is now but wasn't before :P)

18:39 < Seaward> (All right :B)

18:42 Seaward Skies manages a muffled squeak at the sudden change in position, before his throat is filled with griffon cock again, his cheeks bulging. The tight tunnel pushes around the solid flesh for a moment as another gag builds, but a swift swallow forces the urge down, not daring to upset his master, and spurred on by the wonderful feeling of that rough tongue rubbing over his hole, leaving a trail of thick saliva along his sack and taint. ***

18:45 Serilde plunges his tongue down through the tight hole, tasting the musky flavor as his tongue lubricates the tunnel with his spit. The sharp edges of his beak scrape slightly over the edge of his pony's sack as another talon plays at the shaft. He purrs happily as he continues to buck agaist the mouth, heedless of the difficulty he was putting tasty fish through, instead only knowing the pleasure that courses thorugh his body. ***

18:50 Seaward Skies can feel the pressure just playing over his sack, the edge threatening to slice into him, but he can't whimper. In fact, the sting of the beak and the play of the thick tongue and careful claws are starting to fade, overpowered by the raw sensation, the desperate, uncomfortable, pounding pressure of Serilde rutting his mouth and throat. With each thrust he has to choke back a gag, making wet noises and groans, kept hard by the constant teasing and stroking ***

18:55 Serilde starts to slow down his pace as he feels himself getting a little to close to the edge and instead lets his tip linger deep inside skies before pulling out for another primal thrust. Finally once he's satisfied that the stallion has thoroughly been lubricated his beak pulls away from the hole and retracts his talons from the throbbing sheath. "Alright tasty fish~ Time for your basting" He teases. ***

18:58 Seaward Skies can only groan, the sound thick and indistinct around the shaft that fills him, his hips shifting and wriggling impotently, protesting the vanished sensation. By now his wings are spread wide, the clipped feathers easily visible, his breath harsh and hot through his nose and his eyelids slack and uneven. ***

19:03 Serilde groans as he looks down at his disheveled Pegasus and retracts his hips before shoving him off lightly. He rolls his poor pony over as he seems rather out of it and turns him around before mounting the pitiful sight. He presses the pointed dripping tip agaist his rump and grins through his beak. "I know you've been craving a little bit of me inside of you~" He purrs, digging his talons in to the pony's forelegs. ***

19:07 Seaward Skies lies still, panting hard, until the talons bite into him, drawing a little blood that dribbles down along his legs, and the heavy, warm weight of the tiercel settles along his back. It's swiftly followed by the slick and almost sensual feeling of the lubricated cock sliding between his cheeks, and he whimpers softly, caught between painful and guilty desire, and burning humiliation. "I-I..." ***

19:12 Serilde pulls back on those forelegs adding further pressure against the hole but not permitting himself to slip in just yet. Leaning down, he pants his hot breath over his pony's ear and gives it just a little nibble. He purrs even louder as he gets the fishy taste and powerful smell of his pegasus's emotions. "Just give in~ Admit your desires to me~ You're glad I'm your master, regardless of what may happen~" He says, and then dips his tail underneath of them to play its fur against the pony's balls. ***

19:20 Seaward Skies grunts, his forelegs stretching, his pucker tightening and relaxing against the teasing pressure, as his sack starts to tighten, his cheeks marred by a heavy blush. For a short moment, he tries to hold back, defiance flaring up, but it's short-lived. He gives a half-whimper, half-sob, and his head sinks. "Y-yes... I want you, m-master..." he says. ***

19:20 < Seaward> (i'm going to quickly grab a snack)

19:24 Serilde gives a soft nip on the ear once more, this time slicing a tiny cut into it and then licking up the blood. His twitching shaft shudders against the hole but he still doenst press in. His tail doesn't abate, instead slipping deeper still till it brushed the drizzling shaft. "Go on, say it. You want me to do whatever I want don't you~ Fully submit yourself to me~" He commands in a soft but stern voice. ***

19:35 Seaward Skies gives a louder whimper, at the stinging cut, the delicate stroking of the tail, and the soft, purring voice that sounds wet and hot in his ear. This time, there's no hesitation; in a shuddering voice he says, "Y-yes master, anything you want~" ***

19:35 < Seaward> (Think it might be fun if he declared his intentions here~?)

19:41 Serilde moves to the other ear and gives that ear another piecing bite and then whispers in a seductive voice, "You want me to take you~ You want me to rut you hard like you've never been rutted before. You want me to fill you up with my seed and to gobble you up and turn you into a pretty brown and blue lump don't you~ Say it~" THe tiercel digs his talons in a little deeper and licks across the ear. ***

19:45 Seaward Skies hisses in pain, first when the beak nicks his ear, and then when the talons prick his flesh beneath his fur. His mind isn't objecting too hard to the tiercels words, at least until Serilde mentions gobbling him. He gasps, looking back, eyes wide with sudden fear, but a fear that can't deflate his swollen shaft. "Y-you... Wh-what?" ***

19:50 Serilde isn't too bothered by the stallion's reaction as he turns around and instead leans forward, drawing him into a sensual kiss, exploring the inside of his mouth with his tongue and tasting the meaty insides. HIs tail strokes up and down and one of the talons retreats to play with his sensitive underwings. Once he's sure that his pet is sufficiently addled he pulls away and whispers once more. "Tell me how much you want this~" ***

19:55 Seaward Skies moves as if to resist the kiss, but finds himself unable to pull away, his mouth filled with hot tongue, that still tastes of the cold rabbit and congealed fat and the musky flavour of his own rump. He melts into the kiss, murring, his wings twitching as the gently attention makes his tired, tense muscles relax against his will. When at last Serilde pulls away, the pegasus can only nod, gaping, cheeks burning. "I-I do want it... So much..." he murmurs, half thinking he's just talking about the sex, and the other half too desperate and confused to care. ***

19:59 Serilde scree's in delight at this response and returns to grasp that free forehoove. Slowly he pulls on him and presses his hips forward until the pointed stip presses through the tight pucker. The initial sensation elicits a shuddering moan from the tiercel, but he presses deeper still. "Oh~ That's a good good pony~ Feels really nice~" He purrs out reassuringly. ***

20:04 Seaward Skies lets out a long breath, that dips in and out of a breathy, almost feminine moan, as Serilde sinks inch by gloriously agonising inch into his rump, letting him feel all the little curves and textures along the shaft. He puts his head down, doing his best to keep himself under control, but his cock is leaking pre already, and with each breath he takes, the exhale is another soft, girlish moan. ***

20:08 Serilde presses his thick throbbing shaft down the tight tunnel, sliding the thick ribbed flesh against the stallion's sensitive prostate through his rump. He's shuddering and breathing hard as the flesh sinks deeper. Soon the base of his knot presses into the tight tunnel as well causing Serilde to go momentarily slack on top of his pony as he adjusts to the wonderful pressure. ***

20:11 Seaward Skies can't help but clench as he feels the bulbous knot pressing at him, spreading his cheeks a little and teasing his pucker, but that only makes his tunnel grip tighter around Serilde's cock, hot and close and slippery with saliva. For his own part, he feels stuffed full, aching and stinging and yet losing the pain in a rising tide of pleasure as the nerves in his hole are stimulated, and his prostate squeezed against hard flesh. He makes a sound under the sudden slack weight of his master, starting to grind slowly into the floor. ***

20:15 Serilde lingers for just a moment longer as he's overwhelmed by the pressure and then begins to notice that his stallion is trying to please himself. Letting out an irritated growl the tiercel rolls his body, and the Pegasus with him, till Seaward's shaft sits resting against the air. Pulling with his hips and his talons the knot makes a pop as its removed from his rump, followed by the rest of the shaft. The cool air momentarily chills his slick member before he presses back in, penetrating the soft ring of flesh. ***

20:16 < Seaward> (On their sides?)

20:18 < Serilde> (Uh yes~ I sorta don't want to finish skies and want him to finish in the crop, if you don't mind. Sort of a final act of submission/degredation. :P)

20:18 < Serilde> (If that's ok w/ you of course)

20:18 < Seaward> (Ah, okay~)

20:20 Seaward Skies grimaces, pulled onto his side with Serilde still behind him and knot-deep in his rump, his cock bobbing and twitching in empty space. He starts to whine, one hindleg lifted up above his body in the new position, but as the cock pulls out and them slams back into him all thoughts of his own member are gone in a flash, his prostate squeezed, his hole stretched, his cheeks spread. He moans like a mare in heat, his body shuddering and clutching around Serilde's length. ***

20:24 Serilde feels another powerful rush of pleasure as the stallion's rump grabs so tightly around his member as he slips back in. He can feelt he tender flesh knead and squeeze his shaft as sweet pre leaks into the already slickened chamber. As Serilde reaches hilt once more he gives a powerful scree of delight. Leaning forward he takes on fo the ears in his beak, breathing over it and playing across the wet fur with his tongue. ***

20:30 Seaward Skies can hear the sounds of his master's pleasure ringing in his ears, the fearsome, feral sound sending shivers down his spine even as the cock moves slick, smooth, and mercilessly hard in his rump. Then a full blown shudder wracks him as his ear is engulfed in wet heat, the tongue stroking and lapping over it, the wet sounds of Serilde's body shockingly loud and lewd. ***

20:35 Serilde continues thrusting hard, ginving the stallion beneath him the hardest rut he'd ever had, just as promised, but then it continues past that. The length makes a soft squelching noise each time it comes out and as it presses in the tiercel's balls slap against those of the pony. Finally the gryphon stops as he presses deep, sealing everything inside before his body shudders letting out an even louder cry than before. His knot swells up, locking him inside moments before hot sticky cum shoots into the pony's tunnel. His body tenses, digging the talons a little further as he feels pleasure rushing through him. ***

20:43 Seaward Skies is almost boneless now, his whole body limp aside from his swollen cock as Serilde brutalises his hindquarters, forcing his breath out of his chest with each massive push in. He can barely think, his whole world shirnking to revolve around the tiercel pummeling him, and the cock that he's doing it with. "Oooooh... Gah, m-master~ Haah, yes... I-I want it~" he gasps, humiliation overwhelmed by pleasure, until the knot grows, stretching him painfully wide, and he gives a small cry of pain under his master's cry of pleasure, and hot cum fills him, the pain of the talons mingling with pleasure, squirming as he's unable to pleasure himself with his forelegs held back~ ***

20:48 Serilde pumps hot dripping cum up into that slick tube with each powerful clench of his muscles till the fluid even begins to dribble out beside his swollen cock. As his pony lays there anguishing in lust he quivers with pleasure and starts to become keenly aware of another hunger inside of him now that this one has been sated. His stomach gives a slight growl as Serilde finally begins to relax, though he doesn't release the bleeding forelegs. ***

20:53 Seaward Skies whines and whimpers, shifting his hips as his cock twitches impotently, and his shoulders in a very cautious effort to get his forelegs free so he can give himself some release, as his master seems to have forgotten about him. As Serilde starts to relax, however, he glances back, his movements stopping. "M-master?" he whimpers, the plaintive tone of his voice clearly begging for some more attention. ***

20:56 Serilde grins wickedly as he sees his Pegasus look back to meet his eyes and then licks his beak before pushing forward and giving a long sensual lick across the stallion's beak. "Don't worry my pet, you know the longer you wait the better it will be. Pus, imagine finishing while you're in a full body massage~" With the knot still in, Serilde draws his forelegs up to his beak and guides the hooves inside. ***

21:01 Seaward Skies shrinks from that grin, cowering in uncertain fear and desperate need, his dull mind finally dredging up the promise that Serilde weasled him into agreeing. A sound of raw fear keens out from his throat as the tongue drags over his muzzle, and he can smell fish and meat and stale air on his master's breath. "N-no, master, wait! I can still be fun!" he pleads, wincing as his forelegs are lifted awkwardly above his head, and his hooves are surrounded by the heat of the tiercel's maw~ ***

21:05 Serilde licks over the hooves murring at the tasty flavors contained there within, but his belly was growling, eager to be filled. Rather than respond to the pony's pathetic attempts at reasoning, he pushes the hooves to the back of his mouth and gulps, once, twice, pulling them down the slick tunnel. Now Seaward's snout was in his beak preventing him from talking as the hot breath wafts up his nose. ***

21:08 Seaward Skies tries to pull his hooves back but the throat grips them too tightly, and as they're squeezed and dragged down towards the tiercel's belly the pegasus can only manage a few indistinct noises from inside the beak, left in shock as two swallows is all it takes to get his muzzle into that foul-smelling, slick chamber. He can feel the cock in his rump straining as he's pulled up, threatening to pull free and let the torrent of cum loose from him. ***

21:12 Serilde spends a little more time licking over the stallion's muzzle, delighting in his vaguely fishy salty flavore as it fills his senses. He presses down further, doing his best to lean down rather than pull the stallion off of him just yet. THe snout presses against the fleshy opening in the back and then with a gulp a bulge begins to appear in Serilde's throat. Now contained, one talon drops off of his chest to reach down and make sure that skies is sstill fully into the situation, stroking it gently. ***

21:16 Seaward Skies is, to his own shame, still into it, desperately willing his arousal to die down and let him think clearly, but the feeling of that throat around his hooves is just so achingly lewd, all Serilde's gentle strokes do is to keep him near the edge. A ripple of peristalsis crushes his hooves again, pulling them down, and as it does the throat opens for his muzzle, then the rest of his head, pulling it in to the suffocating tightness and bulging the tiercel's neck as shoulders edge into his beak. The cock strains still, but Serilde's bending has kept it tight inside Skies' rump for now ***

21:20 Serilde licks over his mane as that slices between his hard beak, drenching the chestnut hair in thick saliva as it rolls acros his tongue. All around him, skies can hear the rapid beating of serilde's heart and his shallow breaths as he plunges him further inside, pushing him in shoulder deep. He wiggles his hips as he strains to keep it inside, but with one more gulp, the knot slips free, letting the white filling begin to drip out. ***

21:25 Seaward Skies is able to grunt as the knot finally pops, and cum begins to fall in long, cooling strings from his backside, leaving him feeling hollow and empty. But the throat is tight enough to hold his jaw shut, making that all he can do besides start to kick his hindlegs and squirm his hips, surrounded by the sounds of a griffon's body at work. ***

21:29 Serilde gasps around the stallion as he feels his slick member coming into contact with the cool air once more and then leans back, to easier guide the thick body of the stallion between his beak. He could feel his tasty fish reaching his crip, beginning to curl up already as his body pressed inside. Soft feathers brushed the insideo fhis mouth as those wings are guided in to the dark tunnel. ***

21:32 Seaward Skies can feel himself contort and bend, and feel unyielding claws all over his body as they work him inside, folding his wings roughly, forcing them into the beak and then the throat. His hooves and head are granted some relief as they enter the slack pouch that is the tiercel's crop, but even there it's too tight for him to really move move than a squirm, and his body is too overwhelmed to let him protest, the beak edging over his sensitive belly. ***

21:36 Serilde 's hot breath washes out over the stallion's sensitive member before his beak and then another gulp draws it inside. He's disappointed that the tip is on the wrong side for his tongue to reach and so doesn't paus in his swallows, pushing more of the pitiful pony into his gullet. The tongue plays at the loosened hole as it moves beyond his maw, pressing inside and tasting his own flavor. ***

21:38 Seaward Skies twitches and kicks again, both from the tongue playing around with him and the beak and then throat closing over his cock. As his rump is pushed back, the tip of his cock enters that throat, and the feeling is enough to make him to still, stiff with shock, his needy member almost overly sensitive. His rump fills out the tiercel's maw, perhaps the most difficult part of the pegasus to force down ***

21:44 Serilde winces as he feels the large furry butt stretch his beak uncomfortably wide and then brings a talon up to shove on it, slowly forcing it down. The tiercel's throat groans and strains as the fat hips slowly press down them, bulging it out nicely. He can feel the Pegasus go still in his crop, making it all the easier. Once those are in the tunnel, the feet disappear much quicker with such a big object for the muscles to pull on. ***

21:47 Seaward Skies starts to squirm again as the contractions squeeze and strain his cock, but this time they're out of pleasure, the peristalsis bringing him right up to the edge, until at last his rear hooves vanish, twitching, into the griffon, leaving him as nothing more than a wriggling bulge in Serilde's chest. Curled up around the curve, where the crop rubs against his member but doesn't work it in the same way the throat had, he shifts and groans before coming to his senses. "M-master? No!" ***

21:51 Serilde runs his tongue along the frogs of the hooves briefly before giving one final swallow sealing the Pegasus inside with a loud clack of his beak. He rolls over, putting his weight on the squirming bulge and pressing against it with his talons as he feels every wiggle the pony makes inside. "What's wrong my pet? You've been begging for me to do this to you since you arrived, and now you've been good enough that I feel like satisfying your request~" He says, feeling a rush of power at the strength he has over his pet. "Just enjoy yourself~ You know you want to" ***

21:56 Seaward Skies oofs, crushed under the weight of the tiercel, held immobile except for a few twitches, and the slipping and sliding of his throbbing length over the slick crop walls. bringing him dangerously close to release. Now, though, with his mind clearing and the reality of the situation bearing down on him, his desperation for release has waned, replaced with an equally desperate desire to avoid that last humiliation, to be made to enjoy this, and to fill his prison with his own seed. "N-no, I never wanted it master, I'm sorry! Please, don't!" ***

21:56 < Seaward> (Gurr)

21:57 < Seaward> (fixed)

22:04 Serilde laughs at the stallion's desperate pleas and shakes his head, before giving the bulge a soft pat. "Please don't? But I insist, you seemed to have wanted it before. You made that very clear, and your body seems to enjoy it too. I'm doing you good by not letting your nerves get to you." He insists, gently massaging the form inside. His crop clenches and churns, making it so that the stallion's hooves curved back to rest right up against his throbbing shaft. ***

22:05 < Seaward> (Ah, crap...)

22:06 < Seaward> (Edged too hard >.<)

22:07 < Seaward> (Sorry, sweetheart, I think I'm going to have to stop here)

22:08 < Serilde> (alrighty :P

22:09 < Serilde> (Snuggles close and kisses. You need to get up for groceries anyways)

22:09 < Seaward> (yeah, yeah :p)

22:09 < Seaward> (Not going to head to bed just yet, though, need to make a list)

22:10 < Serilde> (alright :P)

22:10 Seaward Skies (snuggles up to regardless) ***

12:23 < Serilde> (Speaking of dinner~)

12:24 < Seaward> (Can I take a raincheck for later tonight?)

12:24 < Seaward> (After dinner and shower and that)

12:24 < Serilde> (Sure~~)

16:48 Seaward Skies squirms even harder, making the chest and neck of the tiercel bulge out and writh under his feathers, though his body only seems to slip uselessly over the slick walls. And as they harden and tighten, aided by the claws rubbing from the outside, he finds his hooves slipping over his own cock, the slight touch making him moan despite the danger, the heat and the closeness and the utter helplessness somehow arousing~ ***

16:55 Serilde laughs as he hears the low moan emanating from his crop and lays off his massaging, eager to hear the stallion take care of himself. "See listen to that noise! I knew you'd enjoy this trip~ Just give in and give yourself a couple nice strokes~It wont stop me from continuing if you don't anyways." The tiercel opens his mouth satisfied and lets his tongue loll out as he lays on the bed. ***

16:58 Seaward Skies can feel his hooves shivering as he lifts them just clear of the throbbing, twitching organ, a primal part of his mind urging him to go on, to enjoy it as his master says, but another part of him wants to remain defiant. As if refusing to give in will somehow mean something, in the end. But he can't stop himself from giving little strokes, keeping him close to the edge, making his hooves tingle and his belly tense, bringing more little moans from his lips. "N-no... W-won't..." he protests weakly, though in truth he's teetering at the edge. ***

17:08 Serilde can feel skies's motions through his tight crop walls, signaling, along with the steady moans that he's getting from his treat, that despite the stallion's words, he couldn't help but keep himself aroused. To make things even easier on the pony, Serilde rolled onto her side again, taking her weight off his form. Still, in response to his words, the tiercel says, "Well if you aren't going to enjoy it, we might as well continue the fun, don't you think? Time to make you a pretty blue and brown pellet~" ***

17:14 Seaward Skies gives a jerky shake of his head, which is followed by a panicked twitch of his body that only forces his hooves against his over-sensitive cock again, dribbling a little precum onto his muzzle. "Nngh... Ha-aaaah, p-please master..." he whimpers, his whole body tight and slick, his hooves being forced to wander and slip over his quivering member as the crop churns and grinds, trying to tenderise him. A few more strokes, from himself or from the tiercel, would be enough now~ ***

17:20 Serilde grins as he hears the stallion's desperate plea and knows that he's so close to being there. THe tiercel squeezes his crop a couple times, as if he's sending skies on his way in an effort to get him to finish. After all, he wanted his pet to be the one to get himself off inside of him. "Ahh such a polite little morsel, begging for me to finsish him off too~ Well I suppose I can finally oblige you in that my pet~" ***

17:28 Seaward Skies lets out a terrified squeak, a rush of primal fear and frustration running through him, the sudden yet subtle pressure pushing him down, the back of his head leading and pushing his muzzle flat against his own chest. "M-master!" he yells, but cuts himself off with another groan, because in his panic he grabs his slippery member with both hooves. It twitches dangerously and in a moment of raw, instinctive action he finishes himself with a few short, powerful strokes. Just as his shaking hooves slow to a gentle massage as the pleasure peaks he realise what's happen with a flush of humiliation, and then realises with an even stronger rush that his cock is lying flat on his belly, aimed straight at his own muzzle. He manages a soft "Nooooooooh~" which only serves to keep his mouth open, ropes of hot seed splattering over his face, over his nose, and into his open maw, coating his tongue. ***

17:39 Serilde purrs as he hears his panicked cry, the noise sending tendrils of excitement through his very being. And then he feels triumphant as he hears the noises of the stallion finally finishing himself inside of his crop. "See, I told you deep down you were enjoying it. You wanted this to happen. You were born to be nothing but prey to a majestic creature such as myself." He rubs his crop as he feels the shuddering of the stallion, trying to keep him going for as long as possible. ***

17:44 Seaward Skies can't reply, his mouth filled with his own cum, spluttering as he tries to spit it out but unable to keep from swallow the majority, tasting the heavy, musky flavour as the distinctive scent of it fills his nose. The claws rub over his tense rump, pushing his belly and groin up against the far side, letting it draw the pleasure out, more and more cum dribbling onto his muzzle and chest, until at last he slumps, panting through his teeth, his cock feeling raw and his whole body sore, tired and stiff. ***

17:50 < Serilde> (Sorry...I'm not feeling it right now...bit of a headache coming on)

17:50 < Seaward> (Aww, okay)

17:50 Seaward Skies (cuddles up to, then) ***

17:51 < Serilde> (Sowwy

17:51 < Seaward> (It's okay, sweetheart)

17:51 < Seaward> (<3)

20:04 GyroTech begins to clench his crop as he feels the stallion getting on, allowing the bottom to suddenly drop out from underneath the pony as the top muscles in the slimy sack begin to squeeze him down the fleshy tube. His own claw reaches down to his plumped up sheath which he begins to stroke tenderly, letting out a soft purr as the exciting feeling of so much power washes over him. ***

20:10 Seaward Skies lies, dizzy with the blood rushing back to his inverted head as his cock starts to soften, breathing hard and twitching gently. Then he feels himself slipping downward again, and cries out, tasting his own cum on his tongue still. "N-no! I-I'll be good for so much mo-mmmph!"
His pleas are cut off as the tightness of the throat grips him again, and forces his muzzle closed. He can feel the crushing pressure easing up his body, and with strength fueled by desperation he kicks and struggles and squirm, squeaking and making muffled protests. ***

20:14 Serilde pays the plees of his prey no mind as he continues to send his prey on his way. The tight flesh slowly squeezes over skies as the stallion's body is forced through the tiercel's chest cavity only to begin to bulge back out at his belly. The tight squeezing around him would probably cause the foreign object in his gut to squish about weirdly as well. Meanwhile Serilde gives a loud deep moan that echoes in his prey's ear as his shaft plumps out once more, leaving him shivering with pleasure. ***

20:18 Seaward Skies gasps as his head is forced through the even tighter sphincter to Serilde's stomach, but all that does is pull a breath of acrid, sour air into his lungs, making him splutter. His rear hooves twitch just before they're pulled out of the crop and into the throat, and the dildo still sitting in his stomach is suddenly apparent, making him groan. From the outside, the bulge in the tiercel's chest is vanishing, but his belly swells, and the bulge starts to get more defined as more and more of the poor pegasus is forced in, filling it to the limit, forcing him to curl up as his head and forelegs are pressed up against the walls. ***

20:23 Serilde 's previous fishy meal from the morning doesn't seem to have fully run its course either as the half digested, chunky chyme is squeezed into the stallion's fur and feathers with each powerful contraction of the teircel's muscles. While one claw steadily strokes over his member, the other one finds skies in his belly, rubbing over the squirming lump. Another loud moan followed by a shudder racks the chamber as his claws tease his soft flesh. ***

20:26 Seaward Skies can hear - and feel - the moan all around him, a bassy rumble that makes the cramped, slimy chamber quake, just as his rear hooves are forced in, and the sphincter closes up behind him. He can feel half-digested chunks of fish floating in the thick muck around him, and feel more liquid dripping around from the walls. The claw rubs over the impression of his head, vague through the layers of fat, flesh and fur, but the form is just clear enough to make out the stallion's shape. He whimpers, not protesting vocally now that there seems no point. ***

20:32 Serilde had taken the little pony well past the point of return now as the tight walls of his gut close up over the rear hooves. His rubbing talon seaks out spots to prod and push to get his little morsel to squirm and fight within him, bringing him even more pleasure. "How does it feel tasty fish? To know you're gonna become apart of such a mighty creature? Or at least part of you. The rest is just gonna be a little furry trinket that I think I'll keep as a momentum to you. I hope those goggles come out well enough to give me something to remember you by" He teases , though his words are slowed by his heavy panting as he feels himself nearing his peak. ***

20:38 Seaward Skies can't help but fidgit and squirm as those claws tease him, even through the belly, and he can tell from the sounds and the rhythmic motions exactly what the tiercel is doing outside. And thought he'd stopped pleading, the words hit a chord deep inside him, and he does his best to push out against the cocooning walls, though they're tight enough to hold him with barely an extra bulge. "I don't want to be..." he whimpers. "Please, I didn't want this..." Then he cuts himself off with a squeak, as the acid is worked deep into his coat, and he feels the first tinglings of it. ***

20:42 Serilde snorts at the stallion's reply and shakes his head as he gives the pony inside an incredibly forceful shove. All around, the stallion could feel the squeezing and kneading of the muscles on his flesh, working in the fluids that would soon unite him permanently with his master. "You were born to be nothing more than a play thing, to be food for the better species~" He purrs out. Suddenly his knot flares and for the second time today he lets out a content moan, spurting his seed up and over his belly, coating all the lumps in a white fluid. ***

20:48 Seaward Skies oofs at the shove, the contents of the stomach sloshing around him, and as the muscles tighten and force him to curl up even more, he can feel the tingle spreading all over his body and getting stronger, until it's almost itching as clumps of his fur start to pull away. He's sheltered from the final humiliation of being cummed on by his master, but that's a cold comfort, as the spasms of orgasm make his prison even less comfortable, and draw moans of discomfort from him. ***

20:51 Serilde feels waves of pleasure as he unloads on himself, leaving his furry belly a dripping mess once he's done, and inside its not much better for the little pony as he's sloshed about. Finally the tiercel goes slack and falls onto his back, panting heavily. As he's relaxed a bunch of air which had been pooling in his stomach is released up the sphincter, causing him to let loose a monsterous belch before going back to his recovering. "Ooooh~ Now that was a good pony~" ***

20:57 Seaward Skies yelps, his air escaping, the liquids rising about him until he's forced to gasp in a little pocket of air, his skin really starting to itch now, reddening a little as the last of his fur peels away. "Please..." he croaks, then hisses as the itch starts to mounting into burning, making him thrash - or, in the tightness, squirm - in feral desperation. ***

21:01 Serilde gives a little laugh at his prey's struggles and then puts both his claws on his belly. He shoves skies's head down underneath the burning fluids before letting him come back up, repeating this several times as he feels the pony's struggles grow more desperate. "But my dear little tasty morsel, I cant bring you back up now. You're in far too deep. Just digest like the fish you are~" ***

21:06 Seaward Skies manages to close his eyes and mouth just before they go under, but the burn is spreading, and if there were any light in the stomach he'd see the acids and fish-slime around him starting to tinge yellow, then red. Lack of air, thankfully, dulls the pain as his head spins. As his bare cheek presses against the walls, he gives one last little squirm, and then goes still, sinking down beneath the level of the chime. ***

21:17 Serilde smiles softly as he feels his prey finally succumb to the horrors of his gut, feeling him give a couple final twitches before going still. He gently rubs over the bulgy form with his claws and stretches out his hind legs. Squirming into a comfortable position where the heat of the fire warms his body, he lays back and settles in for a good long nap. Over the course of the day and long into the night as he sleeps, the stallion's form becomes softer and less distinct as his powerful gut goes to work on it. By the time he wakes up in the late morning, not one trace of the pony can be seen from the outside of the tiercel, except, perhaps, for a pony sized layer of pudge that needs to be worked off his belly and flanks to get back to his nice toned form. Soon after waking he feels a lump in his gut putting an uncomfortable pressure on his body. The gryphon begins to hack and cough and soon a large mound of fur bulges out of his throat and begins to fall from his beak. A foul flavore of a pony being tasted the second time runs over his tongue before finally, the pellet falls from his beak with a heavy splat on the wood floor. Picking up the blue and brown lump, he inspects it, smiling as he sees the bleached skull beneath the feathers and fur. Ahh there's what he wanted~ He pulls out the long thick dildo that his pet had swallowed, along with the blue collar and leather goggles, the latter two quite worse for wear. Wrapping the pellet in the latter two objects, he leaves it by the fire to dry. "Ooooh, you were a tasty treat. I may just have to try pony again some time~" ***