Collaring Up a New Pegasus

4 December 2016

20:49 < Seaward_Skies> Y'know I'm not sure I've really been in a mood to play Kian for a while now

20:49 < Seaward_Skies> But what are you in the mood for?

20:49 < GyroFeather> I'm in a pretty open mood tobh

20:50 < GyroFeather> *tbh, fully switch

20:50 < Seaward_Skies> 'tobh' actually works pretty well :p

20:50 < GyroFeather> :B

20:57 Serilde settles on top of the pegasus, rumbling softl

20:58 Seaward_Skies squeaks beneath the gryphon!

20:59 Serilde clacks his beak and then curls his tail around to coils around his neck, almost like a collar.

21:01 Seaward_Skies shifts, gluping softly as the tail surrounds his throat, feeling the gentle weight of it. He rests a hoof against the soft fur, looking up. "Can I help?"

21:03 Serilde laughs down at the stallion and then shakes his head at him. "No, no, its more that I'm here to help you, you see. I was hanging around the bar where all the old navy stallion's hang out, and I think i heard them mention something about you missing being with gryphons, since you were born in one of the border towns."

21:05 Seaward_Skies lets a small smile spread over his muzzle, but just a small one; the tail at his neck has him a little on edge, as does the pressure of the tiercel himself. When invited, it's something to savour. Uninvited, it can be cause for concern. "Uh, I might have said something about that to a couple of the lads... Wasn't expecting somebody to be so dir

21:05 < Seaward_Skies> ect about it, though?"

21:13 Serilde brings his beak down to the other's ear and sticks his tongue out, licking steadily along the outer rim of the fur and leaving a glistening sheen. "Well...one of those lads I talked to, may have mentioned something about how you'd like to be ambushed by someone like myself and then..." He tightens the ring around his throat enough to feel the stallion gulp. "Take you as a little play thing~" He hums, and then pulls out a little collar.

21:17 Seaward_Skies turns his head away from the lick, but that just pushes the ear in question against the smooth, shining beak, and he lets out a low and quivering breath at the lapping and the increased pressure around his neck. He tries to keep a little composure but the sight of the collar sends a rush of reddness into his cheeks and he swallows again, the mo

21:17 < Seaward_Skies> tion making that coil of tail feel that much tighter. "I think you misunderstood," he manages, lifting a hoof to press against the feathered chest. "That was just fantasy talk. Didn't mean I actually wanted to be ambushed. I mean, without warning..."

21:24 Serilde chuckles and shakes his head, before attending to the other ear, soon leaving that too covered in a nice slippery sheen. "Oh just fantasy huh?" He asks with a laugh in his voice, "Well, I must admit I didnt hear it from you, but the couple of other sailors I heard from were rather insistent taht you wanted it. They even told me this story about how you once shoved your head down a gryphon's throat because you found their crops sexy~" The gryphon says, brandishing the collar. "That doesnt sound much like wanting things to stay in fantasy to me~"

21:27 Seaward_Skies finds himself scrunching his nose up as he shakes his head with perhaps a little more force than he needs, trying to make that sensitive ear a harder target. "I know, you heard it from someone else, but you're still getting it wrong!" he protests, pushing a little harder on the male. "And that's just stupid! I almost ended up in a crop, but not

21:27 < Seaward_Skies> because I wanted to!" He's flushed harder now, but from embarrassment mostly.

21:33 Serilde chuckles, pulling her head away from his ears now as he grins down at the pony. He then takes a claw and gently rakes it through the stallion's mane. "Is it though? because I thought it was even your girlfriend~" He says with a laugh. THe tail then retreats from the stallion's neck, but its rather quickly replaced with a bright red leather collar with a similar colored lead on it that wraps around the gryphon's claws. "I can see that flush on your face too~ You're rather enjoying this~"

21:38 Seaward_Skies can't help but murmur softly, his eyes slipping almost shut as the talons part his scruffy, knotted mane, tugging gently on the tangles but making his scalp tingle~ The gentle, relaxing sensation is banished from his mind as the stiff leather of the collar replaces the soft tail, and he sits bolt upright, forehooves scrabbling at it. "Hey! I ne

21:38 < Seaward_Skies> ver said yes to this!" he says at a shout, the tag jingling with his ineffectual motions. "A blush means nothing!"

21:44 Serilde continues to drag his claws softly through the stallion's main, pulling at the knots leaving it in less of a tangled mess than it had been before. THe gryphon shakes his ead and then finally slides off the horse, moving in front of him and streching to display his full large and gorgeos body, strutting to let skies take it all in. "Oh I suppose you're right, though I dont think I've heard you say no yet either. Are you saying you dont want to come home with me?~" He asks, swishing his tail about. Serilde takes a seat in front of the stallion, splaying hsi front legs out so that Skies can see his large package.

21:49 Seaward_Skies means to say no, he doesn't want to go home with the tiercel. He knows that he should say so, get away from the overly forward male, play it safe and go straight home. Maybe keep the collar and leash for the next gryphon to catch his eye.... But the stretching and strutting takes his voice for a moment as he watches the lithe form and the tight

21:49 < Seaward_Skies> muscles underneath the gleaming fur, and when the tiercel takes that oh so provocative pose he finds his mouth watering, his own sheath bulging up, and he curses himself even as he shrugs. "I... I'm not saying that, I just...think you could have gone about it better..." he mumbles.

21:56 Serilde nods his head in satisfaction and reaches a talon forward to pat down gently on the pony's head, much like he would a dog. "Very good, very good~ Now, I do want to offer you a choice. Would you prefer for me to lead you all the way through town to my house with that bright red collar or..." The gryphon pauses and licks his beak, "Would you want me to do it in a more discrete way?" Serilde's tail swishes eagerly behind him as he begins to play with the dam ears, running them between the digits of his claws.

22:01 Seaward_Skies would normally have shied away from the petting with a frown or a snort or something of that ilk, but he suffers it this time, accepting the demeaning treatment. And he can't find the will to pull away, even if he meant to, when his ears are toyed with, the soft blue triangles of fur and skin quivering to the touch, his body trembling, a little

22:01 < Seaward_Skies> moan building up in his throat. "I... The discrete way isn't just without the collar, is it?" Despite the pets he's still wary, and he's not up for anything too extreme with the tiercel he's only just met. "If those are the only two options, I guess I'd prefer being led?"

22:05 Serilde shakes his head and then yawns his beak wide, as if tired, giving the pony a long glance down the open gilstening throat where drool drips from the ceiling before closing it again. "Nope~ You'd still even wear it, I'd just conceal you from everyone," the gryphon says with a laugh. At that he turns and begins to walk down the street, giving a steady tug on the lead once he reaches the edge of the length. "Well come along, we've got a weakend of fun out ahead of us~"

22:11 Seaward_Skies manages, with great effort, not to stare into the open beak, to gawp at the throat that gapes in front of him, but the effort just makes it all the more obvious how much the sight affects him. Despite that, though, he resists the tug at first before stumbling forward a few steps behind the tiercel, given a nice view of his backside from the pos

22:11 < Seaward_Skies> ition. "A weekend? Hold on a second, I thought we were just making a night of it?"

22:17 Serilde gives another swift tug rather than respond to the question, instead lifting his tail up high and walking with an almost natural sway of his hips, causing his shapely pucker and thick heavy balls to hang below, swaying with each step. The gryphon gives another tug on the leash, humming some sea shanty to himself, its a familiar tune that is often heard aboard gryphon vessesl. "We shall make this whole thing rather enjoyable for the both of us." Serilde though, is thinking about how he'd rather it last longer than that, though it may take some convincing to make an obedient toy out of this pegasus.

22:24 Seaward_Skies once again finds himself reconsidering the whole thing, but the tugs can't be denied forever, so he picks up his pace again, matching the tiercel's as he weighs up the pros and cons. On the one hoof, he's wandering into the unknown with gryphon he's never met who seems to take an interest in throats. On the other... Well, the other is right in

22:24 < Seaward_Skies> front of his face, the exposed balls and sheath. He only has to think about how the knot much be to find his hindlegs tightening. And that's the most compelling arguement, that makes him keep following. "Right... Shouldn't you at least tell me your name, though?"

22:29 Serilde chuckles and shakes his head at the question. "I'm not sure that that's particularly relevant, since all you're going to be reffering to me by is master" THe grypon says with a chuckle. He then turns his head back to look at the pony, taking him in. "Though...I'm not sure what it is I should call you quite yet. I cant think of a good thing for my new pet pegasus..." he says with a perplexed look upon his beak. "Well, perhaps something will come to me."

22:35 Seaward_Skies does frown at that, still sure that this is just a kinky game, a way to spice up what seems to have turned from a one-night stand to a weekend stand. He tears his eyes from the swaying rump and looks at the tiercel's face. "Can we at least save that for the bedroom, please? We can do the whole master/pet thing there, but I don't really like bri

22:35 < Seaward_Skies> nging it outside into the real world..."

22:45 Serilde turns his head to glower at the stallion who dared to see fit to protest this current state of affairs. "Well, I see that you're sporting a rather bright red collar and I'm holding a rather nice leash. Anyways, we're almost there now, so come right along," he says with a stern confidence in his voice, giving the stallion no room to question his actions. The gryphon walks a little faster now as they meet the front of his house, but not before having to drag the pegasus through the market.

22:50 Seaward_Skies shrugs with his wings, his legs too busy with walking as Serilde picks up the pace, and he starts to doubt himself once more. Is this really such a good idea? Would the lads at the bar really have blabbed all those secrets to this tiercel? At least he can be sure that, if he's telling the truth, Serilde seemed trustworthy enough to them. "Only

22:50 < Seaward_Skies> because you jumped the gun a little..." he mumbles, keeping his head down as they pass through the market square. Not that it makes much of a difference, he can feel dozens of pairs of eyes on him already, and though nobody says anything he knows the questions will come later.

22:57 Serilde approaches the door of what looks like a moddest one story house and pushes it open before gesturing the stallion inside. Inside is a moderate sized floor plan, big enough for the gryphon to live comfortably, but not overly large. He flashes the pegasus a smile and then closes and locks the door behind the pair. "Well then, my pet, we're now in my house, so I suppose you have no protests about me being your master now, huh?"

23:01 Seaward_Skies is just glad to be out of sight of prying eyes, especially since the view ahead of him - and the feeling of leather around his neck, though he barely admits that to himself - has done good work at plumping his sheath up even more. He nods, smiling a little now, and offers Serilde a little bow, forgetting for the moment that the tiercel has stil

23:01 < Seaward_Skies> l avoided telling him his name. "Of course...master," he says in a huskier voice. "I'm Skies, by the way. I mean, if it pleases you to know?"

23:07 Serilde nods his head at the stallion as he hears the name and then brings his claw down to tussle the pony's mane. "Skies....I suppose thats a decent enough name for a pegasus," he comments. The gryphon then leads him gently into the master bedroom and gestures up towards the bed. "Well then, my beloved pet, I suppose we ought to get started right away. Your master needs a bit of attention after all~" IT was rather evidetn that Serilde too was getting a kick out of this, as his sheat stayed plump, though only the very tip had begun to peak forth.

23:12 Seaward_Skies is of the opinion that it's a ridiculously common name for pegasi, but he does like it all the same, and is pleased enough to know that his 'master' approves of it. And he climbs up onto the bed and lays himself out, his own sheath still swollen and a hair's breadth from letting his own length burst forth, he nods. "So I see, master~"

23:18 Serilde clambers up after im and continues to clutch the leash in his talons. However, he also sits back, exposing his sheath to the pony, letting its musky manly scent waft up towards hi snew pet. "Well then~ You better start licking if you want your master to reward you with a treat~" He purrs, slowly shifting his hips from side to side and letting his sheath and orbs bob and sway in front of his eager little toy.

23:24 Seaward_Skies nods at the gentle command and leans forward, his nostrils flaring as he takes in the scent, a heavy aroma that fills his nose and seems to linger within, each breath only making it stronger. "And what treat might that be, master?" he says, getting more into the teasing play now, running his nose along the swollen sheath, coming up from between

23:24 < Seaward_Skies> the balls and ending with a slow lick over the very top of it.

23:32 Serilde grins down at hime and leans forward to nip at his ear while he feels the stallion breath on the sensitive patch of flesh. He then shivers as the tongue runs gently over the bits, leaving a warm tingling trail where the tongue had run. "Oh, well, I was thinking a little snack and some grooming, and if you please me enough, perhaps I'll even be in the mood to take you this evening. Wont that feel lovely?~" He teases with a chuckle.

23:38 Seaward_Skies flicks his eyes up in surprise; he'd expected the treat to be a rutting straight off the bat, but apparently his new 'master' is commited to the play. Very committed, and even as he laps over the sheath and emerging cock, the rough, flat expanse of his tongue grinding across it, he finds himself feeling that little wiggling, squirming seed of d

23:38 < Seaward_Skies> oubt once more.

23:38 Seaward_Skies does realise, of course, that against Serilde's well-groomed form he must come off as rather scruffy indeed. Clean enough, but certainly not groomed.

23:47 Serilde purrs loud and dominatingly as he feels the his own shaft begining to peak out from the gentle carresses of the stallion. He feels the rough and yet gentle scraping of the papillae over his sheath as the tip emerges, carrying with it its own scent of musk. He arches his hips up and forward, cauisnt the first bit of it to slip in betweent he stallion's teeth. Oh he was rather looking forward to this weekend, but one had to go slow if htey were to make a pet truly theirs, otherwise it might think that they're owed things. "There we go~ There's a good boy," he chirps out, putting a claw on the pony's head and gently running his talons throught he mane.

23:52 Seaward_Skies doesn't need to be a genius to understand the intent there, and his jaws open to let the tip come between his lips without running over teeth. Instead of making passes all the way from sack to tip now, he simply lets his tongue run over the already drool-soaked sheath, eking and teasing the tapered length out and into his maw, letting the warmt

23:52 < Seaward_Skies> h of it fill his muzzle, his ears drooping to the sides as the talons part his mane once more. Soon there's enough of it for him to keep his tongue on the warm, almost spongy flesh, and he takes his time to savour the taste of it, the subtle musky flavours~

00:02 Serilde closes his eyes and uses his talons to guid the pony deeper onto the shaft as it grew steadily until the thick throbbing girth poked right against the back of his throat. Serilde closes his eyes and gently bobs the little pegasus up and down on his shaft, feeling just a little bit of pre begining to spill from the tip, drizzling a sweet taste onto his pet's tongue. The gryphon begins to pant, closing his eyes, enjoying each gentle stroek as the rest of his flesh spills fromt eh sheath, including the shalf filled knot, one that certainly would give the stallion pause as he thinks about taking it.

00:08 Seaward_Skies finds himself being pressed down over the growing cock, almost to the point of gagging, but mercifully Serilde doesn't push him past that point, letting him linger at the edge for now, though he does force his 'pet' to move, to dip his head down and pull up, claws on either side of his head. The pegasus tries to shake them off as best he can wi

00:08 < Seaward_Skies> thout doing any damage to the cock in his mouth, the taste of precum only making his own shaft flop out at last, as he pushes himself further down, his nose edging towards the bulge that, impressive as it is, Skies already knows isn't even as large as it can be. He lets out a short, muffled moan, his cheeks flaring scarlet.