Empath Rising

by Archibald Bradford

  “I do believe you did, my love.”

  Nameless chuckled, his reticence forgotten in the midst of the erotic encounter. He shifted forwards, bringing the chair with him… until Erica leaned into Milly’s ear and whispered something.

  The cow’s eyes widened, looking skeptical. But apparently Erica’s insistence won her over; she smiled big, her wet cheeks blushing prettily.

  “Sorry Master, but you can’t have the chair for what happens next.” Milly shifted on the floor around behind him as he stood in confusion, tracking her with his eyes.

  “Eyes front lover.” He turned to see Erica fingering herself, her panties around one ankle, and watching him intently.

  “Erica, what is-”

  He felt Milly’s sudden grip on his ass cheeks, spreading him wide.

  “M-Milly?!”

  Her tongue suddenly licked him, right over his taint and his puckered hole as he stammered at her. The strange sensation caused him to try to jerk forwards but Milly took him by the hips and kept him in place as she rimmed him.

  “Oh lover, guess I’m going to have to work just as hard to get your attention…”

  He felt the warmth of Erica’s lips as they enclosed his head.

  “Aahh! Girls this is crazy!”

  He watched Erica bob a couple times before she had to stop, pulling her own hair from her mouth.

  “Lover…” She purred up at him; “Hold my hair so I can suck your dick like you deserve?”

  A moment of hesitation as Milly continued to assault his backdoor with her tongue, and then he quickly gathered her luscious locks into his hands, getting a good grip with it, both fists locked at the back of her head. All the while Milly tongued his asshole, her face buried between his cheeks.

  Erica smiled at him sweetly, and then placed a single innocently dirty kiss on the very tip of his penis, just a tiny peck.

  “Say it for me baby… tell me what you want.” She whispered at him before sticking her tongue out, barely touching the underside of his rod.

  He didn’t hesitate this time.

  “Erica, my love, suck my dick like a good kitty and I will give you everything I have left, straight into your mouth! Suck my dick while Milly keeps doing whatever the hell it is she’s doing!”

  She purred; then circled her tongue around his cock head once, twice.

  “I love you Master.” A whisper.

  The last words out of her mouth for some time.

  She took his head into her mouth. Last time, she didn’t have a chance to really showcase her skills.

  This time, his cock was all hers.

  She swirled her tongue around, the perpetually moist and smooth underside contrasting sharply with the roughness of the top, but she kept the touch gentle, delicately alternating so that he barely had time to register the rough sensation before it was eased by the silky underside of her tongue.

  The heat of her mouth was intense around his erection and he couldn’t help but groan as he stared into her emerald eyes.

  Meanwhile Milly had grown bold with her ministrations. Her muscular tongue pressed against his sphincter, hard enough to cause him to thrust forwards into Erica’s mouth, both his hands gripping even tighter as his dick poked at her throat.

  Milly’s tongue worked its way inside of him, the wet muscle rimming him viciously as she gripped his hips, now following his thrusts with her face nestled in between his cheeks rather than holding him to her. With each thrust the muscles of his cheeks half-heartedly tightened around her face and tried to deny her access.

  But the Minotaur was far stronger than his pitiful ass cheeks.

  He groaned as he forcefully took Erica’s mouth over and over, bobbing her head on his turgid member as she purred.

  The vibration was yet another sensation to drive him mad. With each thrust and pull he inched himself further into her, and she opened her throat to him. Her mouth wasn’t as big as Milly’s so she would have to work harder to take all of him.

  But the former sex-slave was more than up to the task of servicing a lover of her choosing.

  He felt her repeatedly swallowing around the head of his cock, and he had finally pulled her tight to his groin, her nose pressed into his pelvis. He was slightly hunched over to allow Milly to keep up the pressure on his anus.

  He held Erica to him for as long as he dared, until fear of choking her overrode his pleasure and he drew her all the way back, but not off, his shaft.

  His head still nestled between her lips, she began to twirl her tongue around him again, no trace of her former roughness.

  Kitty was playing nice.

  She arched an eyebrow at him questioningly.

  Why did you stop?

  He saw the invitation in her arched brow even as he felt Milly start to moo into his bunghole. He became aware of a wet sound below him. At some point Milly had taken one hand off his hip.

  The girls were vigorously fingering each other between his legs.

  The knowledge that his girls were pleasing each other and him at the same time set him loose.

  “I’m going to fuck your mouth now kitty. If it gets to be too much, make your tongue rough and I’ll stop. Okay?”

  Her cheeks reddened deeply at his words and at the feeling of Milly fingering her deep and she quivered in anticipation.

  She gave a quick nod and a hum of acknowledgement, flexing the barbs of her tongue into his penis to demonstrate what it would feel like.

  He nodded in response. He released her hair for a moment, giving each of her ears the full attention of one of his hands in a deep massage and she purred once more. Then he gathered her mane in his grip again in preparation.

  Meanwhile she slowly swirled her tongue around his cock head, keeping him well lubricated for the inevitable plunge. Milly’s own tongue was deep within him, moving in and out slowly, the sensation making his knees weak.

  “Erica, Milly. I love you both so much. Thank you for being in my life.”

  Her purring stopped as she opened her throat to him, Milly stuck her tongue as far as she could and with a grunt he thrust into Erica’s eager mouth, unleashing his pent up need on the Katje.

  He was thrusting so hard that Milly lost a bit of ground as she tried to keep up with him, her tongue slipping out of him slightly only to try worm it’s way back in when he withdrew from Erica’s mouth.

  His balls slapped rhythmically against Erica’s chin, her drool dripping off of them and on to her chest.

  She took him placidly, green eyes locked on his face as she accepted every inch of him, tears streaming down both cheeks as he held nothing back.

  His thrusting sped up to the point that Milly couldn’t keep up anymore, her tongue finally slipped out altogether, so she resumed rimming him.

  Sweat dripped from his body, down his face, his back, into the crack of his ass where Milly quickly licked it up.

  His release drew ever nearer; he locked eyes with his devoted kitty as he pounded her tight throat for all he was worth. He felt his balls tighten and a wave overtake him, barely able to grunt out a warning.

  “Erica… cumming!”

  He gave three more powerful thrusts before lodging into her throat; she massaged his cockhead, swallowing repeatedly.

  Milly’s finger found her clit and she vibrated in ecstasy, his cock keeping her gasping moans muffled.

  I want it all Master! Every fucking drop!

  Milly thrust her tongue back inside him, as deep as she could.

  He bellowed as he ejaculated straight down Erica’s throat, she swallowed again and again, before he pulled back to allow her a desperately needed breath through her runny nose.

  Still he pumped his hips and bobbed her head halfway on his cock, his head pressed firmly against the ridges on the roof of her mouth, desperate to keep the sensation going during his release.

  Despite cumming only twenty minutes ago he rapidly filled her mouth; the added sensation of Milly’s thrusting tongue extending his release.

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sp; The Katje gasped for air through her nose as she swallowed again and again, desperate to take him all.

  Sadly, it was not to be.

  Eventually her cheeks billowed out too much and she had to pop off of his cock, he sprayed all over her lips as she swallowed, she let out a guttural laugh.

  “Noooo!! I almost had it dammit!”

  Still coming, he pulled her face to him, but too fast for her mouth to catch him; his cock nestled between her cheek and her nose as he ground her face roughly against his still spurting member, plastering her forehead, her hair and her upright ears with his seed.

  All the while Milly, sweet, loyal Milly, tongue fucked his asshole for all she was worth.

  At last he had to beg his cow to stop, it was too much. He pulled the now one-eyed Erica’s face away from his groin, only for her to pop his cock back into her mouth as soon as it slid low enough, suckling down the last few pitiful spurts.

  She was a complete mess, his cum all over her hair and the downy white fur on the inside of her ears. Great gobs of it dribbled down her forehead, out of her closed eye and down her nose. Inevitably finding their way back onto his cock where her eager mouth still worked.

  The sensation of the second blowjob was too much for him, and Nameless fell backwards.

  Milly caught him in her arms and settled him against her, his head resting against her pillowy breasts. Erica followed him down, her Katje reflexes more than up to the task of keeping his cock exactly where she wanted it.

  As Erica continued to tongue bath him, especially as she noticed all of the cum that had dribbled back onto his groin from her face, Milly wrapped her arms around her panting master.

  “Are you alright Master?”

  It took him several shuddering breaths before he was able to respond.

  “Milly… I’m better… than alright…” He swallowed then took another breath to speak more smoothly; “And I hope you realize, that this mean war.”

  Her eyes widened as her fingers caressed his chest, while he trembled slightly at the feeling of a satisfied Katje purring on his crotch.

  “Turnabout is fair play, baby. The next time Erica decides to go down on you, it’ll be my tongue up your butt.”

  She let out a nervous moo.

  “And Erica, if you really want me to, I will take a skewer and pierce my cock for you, right here and right now.”

  She chortled onto his wiener, finally releasing it from her mouth as she sat up and began to use the back of her hands and her tongue to bathe herself of his cum.

  “Nope, I changed my mind, lover. If you had a cock-ring just now, I think I might have died. And we are definitely doing that again. Kitty likes it rough!”

  She continued to scrape his cum off of her hands with her perfectly rough tongue.

  Milly and Nameless both giggled at that, and then said at the same time;

  “Good Kitty.”

  Chapter 17:

  Meet the New Girl

  After their morning fun, and with Milly ordered to stay off her feet, Nameless and Erica brought the cart laden with her cream to Paul.

  Milly had told Erica all about the farmer and she was curious to meet him.

  As the pair wrangled the cart off of the trail and towards his barn, he came out of his house to greet them.

  “Hey kid, I heard you had quite the adventure, is Moon-Pie alright?”

  Nameless briefly explained the shape of her hooves to the old man whose frown deepened the longer the kid spoke.

  “So, you the sister?” He addressed the Katje.

  “Yeah, I’m Erica. Milly and Master saved me. Please don’t be too hard on him about Milly’s feet. It was really my fault and she’s seen a lot worse in the arena, believe me!”

  “Mmm… you had the same owner as Milly once upon a time? Cuz I don’t rightly care for the way she’s been treated.” He gave her a stern look.

  “Yeah, our owner was a shithead. I killed him though, so don’t worry!”

  “You did what now?” He was taken aback by her bluntness.

  “I ripped his tongue out and ate his dick!” She said brightly while Nameless blanched.

  The farmer gave her a long look, and then extended one hand.

  “Name’s Paul, Paul Fletcher. I think you and I will get along just fine.”

  Introductions out of the way they set to work bottling the milk, while they were gone Paul had picked up the first order of half-quart bottles and the second milking pail.

  All told they had just over thirty bottles filled, much less than the last time. The adventure, and the very hungry cat, had interfered with the milking. Plus they left a few bottles for Miranda and Jan, who were apparently still asleep in the farmer’s guestroom, their injuries not yet healed.

  An hour later, Nameless and Erica were in the market.

  Paul had advised them not to let anyone haggle over the price of the milk and Erica was doing just that.

  But one of Nameless’s first customers proved to be an extremely awkward situation for him: Tom Loskins had sent his daughter Cordelia to pick up several bottles as it turned out that as a baking ingredient the cream was great for gourmet pastries.

  Contrary to her behaviour when he was working for her father, the girl was all smiles now, flirting openly with the uncomfortable young man.

  “Hello, um, Nameless right?” She gave him a winning smirk.

  “Uh… yeah. C-can I help you?”

  “My father wants to buy six bottles of your milk. It’s a hundred and thirty coins a bottle right?”

  “N-no, it’s still one hundred forty five.”

  “Oh come now, we’re all friends here. Let’s not forget how my father helped you out before.” She said with what she clearly thought was an endearing pout.

  Once she saw the diminutive orphan instead of the crotchety old farmer she decided to charm the price down. Nameless was indeed flustered by her coquettish attitude, and so she may have succeeded if he were alone.

  What the girl failed to account for was Erica.

  Once she had finished with another customer the Katje turned to see what was taking her lover so long, and recognized the girl from his memories almost as soon as she laid eyes on her.

  “Hey, I know you! You’re that little snot that was mean to my Master!” Her green eyes narrowed and she did nothing to control her volume.

  Nameless’s discomfort grew.

  “Wh-what?!” The girl was startled, not expecting to face an aggressive Katje during her morning errands.

  “Oh don’t play dumb you shit! You called him a parasite! Right to his face!”

  A scandalized murmur went through the other people in line.

  “N-no I didn’t!”

  “Now you’re calling me a liar straight to my face!”

  “W-well I-”

  “Erica please calm down!” A red-faced Nameless placed himself between his cat and the flustered girl.

  The market goers were all enjoying the drama, many of them knew who Nameless was and heard about his recent fortunes. More than a few also had experience with the other girl’s nasty temperament and were enjoying seeing her called out in public.

  “I will not calm down Master! This little brat hurt you! The only reason I haven’t torn her ugly face off is because I don’t want to get you in trouble with Miranda!” Erica’s ears were flat and her tail was enormously puffed out.

  “U-ugly?! What the hell! I’ve never even met you!”

  The situation was rapidly deteriorating and the girl’s cheeks were red at the unwanted attention.

  “Yeah ugly, like, on the inside! Why else would you say such cruel things to such a good man?”

  Nameless was helplessly caught between the two bickering girls, largely ignored until Cordelia crossed a line.

  “Look you stupid whore-”

  Nameless shut her down immediately at that.

  “Don’t you dare call her that!” He reared on the startled girl, he didn’t want to be in this situation but h
e knew exactly how painful that word was for Erica.

  “Wh-”

  “You can call me a parasite or a worthless orphan all you want, but don’t you ever say such horrible things to my girl!” Erica was taken aback by his sudden outrage, and more than a little aroused; “And yeah, Tom did me a favour, but I worked my ass off for it! So if you want some of our mate’s milk you will have to pay the same price as everybody else!”

  The girl’s face had gone from red to white at his words, she did not like this kind of attention. She was used to special treatment because of her looks.

  She sputtered at him for a bit, then looked around at the frowns of the other people in line and fled, her dignity in tatters behind her.

  “Hmph, good riddance!” Erica watched her flee.

  Nameless sighed, rubbing both of his eyes with the heels of his hands.

  “Erica, you can’t go off on people like that! Just because she was rude to me one time-”

  “We both know she was more than rude, Master!” Her arms were crossed now and her lip pouted a bit.

  “Yes, but her father was good to me so-”

  “Well, then he can buy the milk!”

  “Erica…”

  “No Master! If someone is a shit to you I will not lie down and take it and neither will Milly, just be glad she wasn’t here because she would’ve broken that bratty little bitch in half! So you better get used to us defending your honour!”

  Nameless went pink at that, there was a chuckle from the onlookers.

  It was readily apparent that she wouldn’t give him an inch on this, so he let it drop.

  The drama over, the rest of the bottles sold quickly enough. Paul had not been kidding about the shortage of the stuff.

  Afterwards, they packed up the cart and did some shopping and Nameless soon found himself in a shop he never thought to enter in his life. Erica was trying on underwear while he was trying to be invisible to the other women in the store, many of whom merely gave him knowing looks.

  Evidently it was a custom in such places for a girl to bring her man in to seek his approval on her underwear choices. Nameless had some doubts though as he seemed to be the only man present.