Earth's New Masters Part 60 Jethro
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I'm introducing a new character in this chapter of Earth's New Masters which will be from his point of view. He is a feral living in the mountains of Kentucky. His name is Jethro. He has a bloodhound named Boomer. These ferals are very different from the ones at the Firehole, but I guess you'll just have to wait until you finish reading it to understand how and why.
Earth's New Masters Part 60 Jethro
Weird things have been going on over the last couple of days. There's been an infestation of noisy bugs the size of cicadas. But it wasn't a year for cicadas, that was two years ago. I remember that really well. We had quite a harvest of them then. We got quite sick of them at the time, but only because there were so many of them. They're quite tasty but while they were around and fresh we put them into just about everything. We dried and smoked the surplus and we're still adding them to soups and stuff.
But these weren't really like cicadas. It wasn't that there were so many of them but they just didn't behave like insects. They seemed to hover over us and when we moved the stealthily followed us around. Plus the wings didn't make the typical sound of insect wings. The wings moved so fast that we couldn't see them. Plus they stayed just out of range to get a really good look at them when they hovered.
One of them was hovering over me when I decided to fool around with Boomer. Boomer is my pet bloodhound. I didn't think too much of it at first when I took off my loin cloth and got onto my knees. It's the only thing that gets Boomer more excited than hunting. He quickly mounted up on my back, hooked my hips and started to poke at my asshole.
I tilted my hips to bring the target to where he was poking and he made the connection quickly. We were both very experienced at this particular dance, we'd been doing it ever since Boomer and I'd hit puberty five years ago. He started to hammer away at me, his big low hangers swinging up against my balls.
I reached down with my right hand and gripped my dick. The pounding on my prostate was making me leak precum in copious quantities. I reached down with my hand and coated my palm with it. Then I used it to stroke my boner.
I wasn't the biggest in the clan, but I didn't have anything to complain about. I had seven inches with plenty of girth. My long foreskin only retracted to reveal about a quarter of my dickhead when I was fully erect. I had nice full balls, but that wasn't that big of a deal. I'd probably never get to be a breeder. Even though with clan members my age there were equal numbers of men and women, there was a glut of older men. When they first went off of the grid to evade "The Collective" it was mostly men. About ten men for every woman. So when the girls my age got to be of breeding age they were married off to the older more influential men. So us younger men had to make do with each other, or with our animals. My partner of choice is Boomer, but some of the guys have a favorite goat instead of a dog.
When I could feel Boomer's knot starting to form I reached back and held him out while the knot grew to it's full size outside of my asshole. I didn't want to tie to him today. Sometimes I enjoyed being tied with him but usually not. Besides with this strange critter hovering around I didn't want to be tied. I didn't know if it was going to attack me or if it had some kind of stinger or something. His knot was pounding against the outside of my asshole and then he held himself in me as deeply as possible and flooded my bowels with his seed.
I stayed there kneeling on the ground while he held himself in me as he continued to drain his balls into my rectum. It always felt so good to have him in me. Much better than jacking off.
Well he stood mounted up on me until his hind legs got tired. Then he dismounted and rolled onto his back to lick his cock and wait for me. He knew that I always got my turn after he was done. His knot still had a lot of time left and I rolled him all the way over. I knelt between his legs and laid on top of him so our cocks were together and started thrusting. He was really slippery from all of the cum and precum he'd shot. He tilted his pelvis so my cock was rubbing the base of his knot when I thrust against him. He always loved that because it made him start cumming again.
I thrust against him until I started to get close to cumming myself. Then I put his legs over my shoulders, lined my cock up with his asshole and drove it in. Boomer was used to it and liked me fucking him as much as I liked him fucking me. I loved to stay on my knees and watch as my boner went in and out of Boomer. It wasn't long though before I grunted loudly as I filled him with my own load.
I collapsed onto my back gasping for breath. In a few moments I felt Boomer's tongue on my cock cleaning me up. Boomer seemed to love the taste of my cum.
When I was all cleaned up I put my loincloth back on and we headed down to the Green River to go noodling for catfish. I pretended not to pay any attention but after I'd moved almost out of sight the "bug" started to follow me. That was fucking weird.
But I couldn't dwell on it. I thought about my romp with Boomer. It was fun enough and he was completely loyal to me. But it wasn't like having a partner. Plenty of the guys formed pairs but there weren't any unattached guys my age right now. I thought about heading over to the Cumberland River Clan and see about becoming a member there. Maybe I'd meet up with someone my age that I could be a partner with. It would be great to have someone that cared about me and that I cared about just as much.
But I knew that would never happen. I didn't even know how to get to the Cumberland River Clan or how long it would take to travel there. Just idle thoughts as I worked my way down to the Green River to do some noodling.
When I got there I went to one of the moderate size tributaries and walked up the bank. One of the great things about Boomer is that I'd trained him to sniff out catfish for me. All of a sudden he got excited and I knew there was a catfish here somewhere. I saw exactly where he had to be hiding. There was a log in the water and there was a hollowed out area in it.
I removed my loincloth and quietly slipped into the water and eased over to the log. I reached in until I felt his whiskers and then I pushed a little further until I could get a grip on his jaw. I clamped down on it and the fight was on. Fortunately the water was shallow and he wasn't too big, only about twenty pounds, so I was able to subdue him fairly quickly.
Once I was on the shore I gave Boomer my loincloth to carry. I'd trained him to do it since he was a puppy. He just held it by the belt so he didn't get it too wet. I slung the catfish over my shoulder and headed home with dinner. It wouldn't be enough for the whole clan but I could feed ten to fifteen people with it. We all worked to put food on the table and with this catch I'd done more than my share for today.
As I was walking back I realized that the "bug" was still following me. That was fucking freaky. When I was half way home I figured I was dry enough so I put my loin cloth back on and walked the rest of the way home.
Everyone cheered when they saw the catfish. I threw it down on the grass in the clearing and three twelve year old boys fought over the privilege of cleaning it. I didn't care who did it. When it was done they would take it to one of the young women to cook. I'd played my part in today's dinner.
I thought maybe Boomer and I could go scout for a wild hog. Our bacon and lard supply was starting to run low so maybe it would be a good thing to kill another pig. I brought my rifle with me just to be safe in case I ran into a bear or wild pig. I walked toward an area that I remembered had some pig sign earlier in the week. It was a good distance away. It was one of the places that we dumped spoiled food, skins and guts that we didn't use. We didn't want it near camp because of the smell and the fact that it would draw bears and wild pigs. This way it drew them away from the village such as it was.
I was a good way away from the village, far enough that no one would be able to hear me although they would be able to hear me if I shot the rifle. But I didn't plan on shooting except in self defense. I'd almost forgotten about the "bug" but I could see it occasionally right at the edge my vision.
It was then that I saw him for the first time. In the distance it looked like a bear standing on it's hind legs. But I'd never seen a bear that walked on his hind legs that well. Besides it looked more like a dog or a wolf. Then I remembered the crazy rumors from the outside world that sometimes made their way to us. Rumors the world had been taken over by werewolves.
Of course everyone had laughed at this. We knew that the world was run by the Illuminati and that we had a price on our heads, but the price wasn't sufficient to get anyone to come after us. We were more of a nuisance rather than a threat.
Well it was coming toward me still walking upright. Maybe it was a Sasquatch, but he wasn't big enough to be that. And he still came straight toward me. He was becoming clearer and clearer as he got closer. He looked just like a fucking werewolf or at least what I thought one would look like.
Well we couldn't have something like that wandering around. He could kill one of the children or even one of the adults if they were unarmed. I brought my rifle to my shoulder and aimed for where his heart should be. I squeezed off a round. I thought I hit him right in the chest but nothing happened. I chambered another round as he continued to walk toward me nonchalantly.
I took a bead at his chest again and squeezed off another round which just seemed to be thud against his chest and fall harmlessly to the ground. I quickly chambered another round and sent it at him. All without effect.
I froze up at a complete loss. Maybe he was really a werewolf and I didn't have any silver bullets. Boomer ran towards him barking like he was attacking.
"Boomer get back here!" I cried out. If bullets couldn't stop this thing then Boomer stood no chance against it. But when he got closer to it he stopped barking and cocked his head quizzically at the creature which was steadily making it's way in my direction. And at that I turned and ran!
But that just spurred him into action. He outflanked me and ended up on the trail toward camp ahead of me. I couldn't lead him back to the camp where he could kill everybody.
Then to my shock he called to me in perfect English, "Stop! I just want to talk to you."
"Yeah right!" I said stepping behind a thick tree trunk.
"If I was trying to hurt you I'd just do this to you." He said and pointed at a dead tree trunk twenty yards from me. There was a deafening "CRACK!" and the tree trunk burst into flames. I realized that maybe the best thing to do was to "talk" to this monster. It was obvious that if he wanted to kill me there was nothing I could do to stop him.
I set my rifle next to the tree, put my hands in the air and started to walk cautiously toward him. "There's no need to put your hands up. You're not a prisoner or a captive. I do insist that you talk to me and afterward if you want to you're free to leave."
"But I tried to kill you." I said.
"Of course you did, I didn't expect otherwise but you don't have the ability to do that. You're reaction was natural given the situation."
He was still walking toward me which quickened the time to our meeting. The only option I had was to trust him. Then we were face to face. He reached out a hand, er... I mean paw to me and said. "Hello I'm Ansulm."
I cautiously took his paw and when I could finally get the words out I replied. "I'm Jethro. Glad to meet you Sir."
"Great!" He said and put a huge furry arm over my shoulder. I flinched at first but he was gentle and friendly. "Relax I really have no intention of hurting you."
"You mean you're not gonna eat me?" I blurted out.
"I may eat you if you want me to." He said with a leer. "But not in the way you're thinking. I've never eaten a human and I don't intend on starting with you." He grinned.
He seemed sincere and since he could kill me any time he wanted to I thought I should just let things happen. He led me to a fallen log and we sat down side by side. He still had his arm around my shoulder and it was starting to feel good there.
"As I said my name is Ansulm. A lot of things have changed in the outside world since your group escaped from the grasp of "The Collective". Three years ago we left Eden and came down to liberate mankind from the death grip of the Illuminati. They're all gone now. And we want to bring mankind back to share Earth with us."
He continued to explain their plan and how they needed to get eggs from our females. In return we would be given whatever we needed to make our lives easier if we decided to stay here and the option of moving back to civilization if we chose.
"You don't have to decide as a group. A few of us have ferals, I'm sorry but that's our term for the free humans like yourself. It's meant as a compliment not a pejorative. As I said a few of the high ranking Sheps have a feral as their constant companion. The bond they have is incredible..."
I hadn't noticed it before but Ansulm had a full blown erection going. He had a couple of inches of red rocket peeking out of his sheath. And my response to that was to start to get hard myself. He described the relationship that these creatures had with their human mates. It sounded like what I'd always wanted deep within my heart.
He slid his paw into my loincloth and took my now rock hard erection into his paw. It was gentler than I expected...
"My job in coming here was to get things worked out to get eggs to restore mankind. That was my job as given to me by "The Beta". But what I want for myself is the same relationship that the others have with their human." He continued as he slowly worked his paw up and down my manhood. "It seems that maybe you feel the same way..."
I couldn't understand it but there was a chemistry already between us that was unlike anything I'd ever felt before. I tentatively reached my hand over to grip his sheath. It was big enough that I couldn't reach the whole way around it with my hand. But I knew I wanted it and him like I'd never wanted anything before. There was an irresistible urge to take him into my mouth. At this point I had no interest in resisting it anyway.
I bent down and guided his manhood to my mouth. Well maybe manhood isn't the proper term for it. It wasn't like a man's cock and not completely like a dog cock. There was already a little precum at the tip and when I put my mouth over it it was like a jolt of electricity hitting me. But in a good way, a very good way...
I'd pulled off for a second from the surprise. "You don't have to if you don't want to." Ansulm said a little hurt showing in his voice.
"It's not that Sir." I said. "It was a good thing, but I wasn't expecting it." I added before going down on his cock again. I felt his huge paw on the back of my head. He guided me up and down on his beautiful member. I was getting light headed as more and more of his precum invaded my mouth. It was amazing. I'd never felt like I'd belonged with someone like this before.
"That's a good boy!" He praised my efforts to pleasure him. You might have taken him referring to me as "boy" as something demeaning. But if you heard his tone of voice it was obviously a term of endearment. As far as I was concerned there weren't many things I'd like more than being his "boy". I was already hopelessly in love with this strange creature. I'd never dreamed that someone this powerful would want me.
I wanted to finish him off but he pulled my head away from his cock. I tried to go back down on him but he quietly said. "Not right now Jethro. There will be time later. At least I hope you want there to be a later."
"If I have anything to say about it there will definitely be a later." I replied hoping that he didn't find someone he wanted more than me. I wanted nothing more than to share my life with him like the humans in the relationships that he'd described had done with their dogmen.
As we walked back toward the village he explained to me that he wanted me to explain to the chief that he wished to discuss some things with the chief. That was easier said than done. Of course the chief thought I'd broken into the ceremonial wacky weed.
He still didn't believe me until Ansulm stepped out from behind a tree at the rendezvous place. Even though he'd been told what to expect he pissed his loincloth when he saw the dogman. But soon Ansulm's calming demeanor eased his mind and soon they were chatting like old friends. There was a lot to discuss and I wasn't really in the loop. I did figure out that Ansulm didn't have the final say. Someone named Loki that Ansulm referred to as "The Beta" would show up and make the final treaty.
After they finished up the meeting the Chief invited Ansulm back to the village to have dinner with us. He sat next to the Chief and insisted that I sit on the other side of him. The Chief and anyone else who had their eyes open could see that the two of us were already smitten with each other.
"Jethro caught the catfish." The Chief explained to Ansulm. "It was at least twenty pounds."
"What kind of fishing rod did you use?" Ansulm asked me.
'I didn't use a rod. I caught it with my bare hands. We call it noodling." I replied.
"You'll have to tell me all about it later tonight when you come to meet the rest of my crew." Ansulm said.
"There are more of you here?" I asked in surprise.
"Yes. I came here by myself to be less intimidating. But there are a crew of twenty of us here."
I thought about the implications of what he'd said. He said I could tell him all about it later tonight. I wondered if that meant I was going back to his camp with him. I really hoped so, the thought of being away from him was already almost unbearable.
I couldn't help but move closer too him. There was just something about him that was almost like a magnet to me. Maybe it was something in his odor. He didn't stink by any means but there was an almost imperceptible musk that was incredibly arousing. Fortunately the table was covering my lap from view because I had a painfully hard erection. Since I was sitting so close to Ansulm he could see it and gave me a knowing wink. I couldn't wait until to be alone with him again.
One of the other elders, Cletus, asked, "Why should we trust these Dogmen."
The Chief replied, "First Cletus they prefer to be referred to as Sheps. And think about it. We came out here not because we wanted to live primitively but because we didn't want to be part of The Collective. Well thanks to these Sheps The Collective and the Illuminati don't exist. They have come to Earth and captured the planet. They don't owe mankind Jack Shit, but they want to reintegrate us into their society."
"If they had wanted to destroy us or take us as slaves they could have done that easily. They are able to track us where ever we go. Ansulm explained to me that those weird bugs that we've been seeing are something called microdrones. They are remote controlled and they send video signals back to the operator. We can't hide from them."
"They are willing to help us by modernizing our living accommodations and helping us out with food. We will also be able to move into their city or even split our time between here and there. I'm taking him at his word because he could just make us do these things unilaterally, but they want us as friends."
"I guess that makes sense." Cletus replied then turned to Ansulm, "I didn't mean to offend you by calling you a Dogman. It was meant to be descriptive not derogatory..."
Ansulm let out a bark like laugh, "Don't worry we tend not to be thin skinned."
Dinner seemed like it would never end. I wanted to go back to his camp. I wondered what it would be like being around a group of these Sheps. If they were all like Ansulm it would be a captivating evening.
After dinner we socialized with the whole Clan. At first they had all been a little bit afraid. I mean if you didn't know him you would think he was a monster, but in truth he was the furthest thing from a monster. Pretty soon everyone wanted to meet him. The adults all shook hands with him, er... well they shook his paw. He even got on the ground and wrestled with the young boys. I was eager to get going before any of the other young men caught his fancy. I was hoping I could be the human he was looking for.
This thought was disturbing and I grabbed his paw and pulled him aside. I whispered, "Can we go to your camp now Sir?"
He looked at me knowingly and grinned. "Are you getting a little jealous?"
"No..." I said uncertainly. He fixed his gaze on me. "Well maybe a little, I want to be your boy..." I blurted out. I don't know why I used the term boy, I mean at 18 years old I was a man not a boy.
"Don't worry. You're not getting rid of me that easily." He replied with a wink. A wink on a dog's head looked amusing. "We'll make our goodbyes and then we'll head over to the Shep camp." And we did just that.
We walked side by side except when the deer paths we were following only allowed us to walk single file. Boomer walked at heel. It was a good half hour walk to where their camp was hidden. It was on the other side of the dump area and we usually didn't go over there if we could help it. When I got into the clearing I could see a dozen cabin tents and a large screened in pavilion.
He gave a loud bark when we came out of the woods and all of the Sheps came over to greet us. They all had grins on their muzzles and rapidly wagging tails. Their ears were all erect with eagerness and excitement and on some there were other things that were erect if you know what I mean.
"Troops this is Jethro and he's going to be staying with me tonight." This was met by a bunch of bawdy cheers and wolf whistles. Ansulm continued after the ruckus died down,
Boomer came up and wanted attention. "This is Jethro's bloodhound Boomer." There was some knowing chuckling. I thought back to the microdrone watching while Boomer and I had been making out. I wondered if they had jerked off watching what we were doing. If they had I hoped they had enjoyed themselves. I knew how fun it could be to jerk off while watching others.
Boomer wandered about meeting the other Sheps who all wanted to pet him.
"The mission is a success. Tomorrow we'll be going down as a group to help them modernize a bit. Socializing with the young men is permitted." He finished with a wink.
There was an even larger cheer from the assembled group. I wonder if a group of Sheps referred to itself as a pack? I made my way in and they all got in line to introduce themselves to me. The names were hard to remember since they were all weird like Ansulm's name. Not normal names like Billy Bob, Harley or John Boy. And they all looked alike to me at first. But I tried to act like it wasn't overwhelming me.
"He's a handsome young man." One of the Sheps said to Ansul.
"Indeed! I hope he decides to follow me home." Ansulm said and everyone laughed bawdily. I stiffened at what that seemed to imply. And my reaction didn't seem to go unnoticed.
"I see something pointing the way..." Another of them joked at my situation.
"And Ansulm doesn't seem any different." A third chimed in.
"Gentlemen Jethro and I have some things that we need to er... discuss if you know what I mean. I think we are going to turn in. You can all get more acquainted with him in the morning." Ansulm said.
"You mean we can all get better acquainted with him after you claim him as yours." One said to another cacophony of wolf whistles.
"That's exactly what I mean!" Ansulm replied with a HUGE grin. "Good evening gentlemen." He added as he opened the flap to his tent and motioned me in. I told Boomer to stay outside. I knew he wouldn't wander off, he'd just wait outside the tent.
I entered and he followed closing the tent flap behind him. I turned to face him and dropped to my knees in front of him. In front of me was a stuffed to bursting sheath. Unlike Boomer's or any natural dog this sheath wasn't attached to his body. It was like a full length foreskin. I took a deep breath from his groin and almost swooned. The musk that I had noticed earlier was even stronger and more alluring than it had been earlier in the day.
I tilted my head back to look up at him and said, "Can I Sir?"
"We need to talk first. I need to make sure you understand what you're getting into." He said. He picked me up and placed me on what I assumed was his bed. It was more than just leaves covered by furs. I wasn't sure what it was made with and what the furlike things were, but they were soft and comfortable. Before he got in with me he reached down, untied my loincloth and tossed it into the far corner of the tent. Then he crawled onto the bed beside me.
I buried my head into his chest, luxuriating in the soft dense musky fur there. His intensely masculine odor was mesmerizing. It was almost like something in his odor was subtly making me submit to him. Not that I didn't already want to to begin with...
My reverie was interrupted by Ansulm's voice. "I want you to know what you're getting into before we get past the point of no return." He said. We were positioned so our erections were pressing against each other. They were both throbbing in anticipation.
"There are some things that you need to know about us Sheps. In some ways we are very like feral dogs. We have a hierarchy. None of us is equals. Everyone knows his place. I am the most alpha in this expedition. I could go out there now and ask any of them to kneel and they would let me mount them. Not only would they permit it but they would enjoy it. But none would expect me to let them fuck me."
"Not to be smug or arrogant but I'm also alpha to you. Very much so in fact. The most omega Shep is alpha to the most Alpha human. I hope you don't find that offensive, it's just the truth..." He said tailing off.
I thought he was just stating the obvious. Of course he was alpha to me and to any other human I'd ever met. "I think that is pretty obvious Sir."
"Well if you decide that you want to belong to me that's exactly what it means. You will belong to me literally. I will be your Master." He said.
"So does that mean that I'll be your slave..." I asked.
"Not at all. We don't consider our humans slaves, we consider them to be pets."
"What's the difference between a slave and a pet?" I asked.
"Do you consider Boomer to be your slave?" He asked. "Or do you consider him to be a pet?"
"He's my pet Sir."
"Exactly! From my observations of you he is your companion. You are the boss and he listens to what you say because he loves and respects you. Well that's what we want from our human pets. We don't make you serve us. You may have to do chores but that's no different from anyone else in the household."
"We want a pet that looks up to us and loves us. And we take care of you and love you back."
"That sounds exactly like what I want." I replied sincerely.
"Well you need to be sure. If you decide that you want to be my pet there will me no turning back. When I tie with you my semen will contain something we call effects. It will bring you a pleasure that is beyond anything that you've ever felt. But afterward you will not only belong to me, you will NEED me. And when I bond with you I will need you just as badly. You will never have need to worry about me abandoning you. As the Alpha says he and his pet David are one soul in two bodies, that's what I want you and I to be. But I need to know that you want that too."
I pictured all he'd said in my mind and I couldn't think of anything more wonderful. I'd always dreamed of one of the older men taking me under his wing, but that hadn't happened. How much greater it would be to have this godlike being as my "Master". I thought about the word and it seemed so right. My life had been so empty... "That's what I want too... Master..." I said as I gazed up into his handsome face.
He grinned and pulled me up toward his muzzle and we kissed for the first time. I'd never kissed anyone like this before. His huge tongue parted my lips and I instinctively opened them to let it in. It was just the first of a series of willing surrenders.
When we broke the kiss he said, "Why don't you get me ready." He said as he rolled onto his back exposing his erection to me.
I moved down toward it. When my head was level with it I couldn't resist taking a deep breath of musk. It made a burble of precum leak from the head of my cock. Two inches of his maleness was exposed already and I took that into my mouth and ran my tongue around it. This wasn't my first time sucking cock. I'd been doing it since puberty. Most of us unattached guys helped each other out on occasion. But none of them were like this.
I used my lips to skin back his sheath as I slid down his erection. It had a very masculine taste under the sheath, but it didn't taste rank or unclean. Every time he oozed precum I had the same feeling that I'd had earlier. It had to be the effects that he'd been talking about earlier. My guess was that it would be even more intense in his semen than it was in his precum. As it was I was starting to get lightheaded.
I guess that Ansulm sensed this and pulled me up so we were cock to cock then rolled over on top of me. He was about an inch and a half longer than my seven inches, but much thicker. Plus his balls were much larger and low slung in his sack. I knew just what to do. As he started to thrust I held my hands on either side of our cocks to keep the undersides of them in contact with each other as he thrust possessively against me. I just made me realize just how much I wanted him to possess me.
In no time flat I my cock, balls and belly were covered in the copious amount of precum that he produced. In that way he was more like a dog than like a man. I knew how much precum Boomer produced. It was also really slick which made our rubbing even more pleasurable. I could also feel a bit of a tingle where it reached the sensitive tissue on the head of my cock, under my foreskin and where it was seeping into my ass pucker. I guessed that this was also due to the effects.
We rubbed against each other for a few moments then he brought his muzzle to my lips. I'd seen people kiss before but it wasn't something I'd done. Well at least not tongue kissing. Most of us guys just fucked and sucked each other for pleasure not for love. I could feel his passion building to a fever pitch as his tongue parted my lips and I opened my mouth in surrender. He explored my mouth with his thick flexible tongue. It extended down my throat like I was deep throating one of the other guys.
To my shock between this, the stimulation on my cock and the effects my balls contracted and I came explosively. It was everything I could do not to bite down involuntarily on Ansulm's tongue. I think he realized this and withdrew his tongue until I stopped cumming.
I lay there breathing hard from my orgasm. I could feel Ansulm's cock throbbing insistently against mine as I caught my breath and I was pretty sure of what was going to happen...
"Well are you ready for what's coming next. There will be no turning back after this. When I take you you will be mine forever."
"I like that word forever..." I said breathlessly.
He pushed my legs up to my chest and started to lick my asshole. His tongue felt so much like Boomer's that it was uncanny. He licked and used his fingers to get me stretched.
"Get ready to be mine!" He said the eagerness in his voice was almost palpable as he picked up my legs and put them over his broad furry shoulders. My pucker was raised to just the right level for him to have perfect access. I wasn't nervous, he wasn't much different in size from Boomer and I'd taken him many times. The biggest difference was that while Boomer didn't get an erection until after he was already in, Ansulm would be shoving it in at its full size.
I felt as a jet of precum shot out onto my pucker and I felt the head of his cock spreading it around. Then he placed the head of his cock tight against my star and I felt a jet of his juice shoot into me. It only took a moment to realize that the effects where stronger and quicker when it was in your ass. Immediately my asshole involuntarily opened, eager to accept my Master into me. My mind was only now really wrapping around what it would be like to have this god as my Master.
He sensed my submission and popped the head of his cock into my willing body. He slowly eased the whole length into me in one long slow thrust, oozing precum into me the whole way. It went straight to my head as he seated himself balls deep in me. I wrapped my arms around his huge furry chest and clutched at him like my life depended on it as he started to stake his claim to my body. He had tremendous staying power as he hammered away any meager resistance my body may have thought of putting up. He pounded a fierce rhythm against my prostate and my balls released my man juice for the second time. But to my surprise I didn't soften. Maybe that was another byproduct of the effects.
"Nooooo!" I cried out as I felt Ansulm pull out.
He didn't say anything, he just turned me onto my stomach, pulled me to my knees and shoved his cock back into my now gaping hole. His body was covering mine and his muzzle was right next to my ear as he moaned into it. "It's easier to tie with you this way."
I hadn't noticed any knot on his dick. When Boomer got hard his knot formed at the same time, but I guessed that Sheps must work a little differently. As he was shoving it into me I could feel a bump starting to form at the base of his cock. At first it was just a slight enlargement but it began to grow rapidly. He was no longer pulling out just trying to seat himself as deeply in me as he could as I felt his knot growing rapidly.
"YESSSSSSS!!!!! You're Mine Now Feral!!!" He said as his load erupted into my body. Which made me cum for a third time.
I have been dealing with out-of-control diabetes for the last ten years. I was able to function until I lost my job (and my health insurance) in May of 2020 due to shutdowns due to covid. Between the isolation and lack of medical care, I went into a downward spiral. It was challenging to get out of bed many days, which added to the isolation and depression.
In August of 2021, my unemployment ran out. I turned 62 at the end of January and have applied for social security, but I still haven't started receiving payments. I have had no income since I'm seriously behind on my electric bill (I have been receiving extensions on my shut-off notice because of my health issues) and my property taxes.
I finally got medical help in October, and things are improving, but I still have a way to go. If I can get some help to get caught up, I should be able to get my life back under control. Any help would be appreciated.
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I have 12 years worth of writing up on SoFurry. I am one of the more popular writers on that site. You can find all of them at https://firefromheaven.sofurry.com/stories.
These are my other stories that I have moved or I'm in the process of moving to Nifty. All of them are in their entirety on SoFurry.com:
Earth's New Masters https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/earths-new-masters/ In My Wildest Dreams https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/in-my-wildest-dreams/ Wild Horses https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bestiality/wild-horses Runt https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/runt/ Mutt https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/sf-fantasy/mutt Pittsburghese N'at https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/pittsburgese/ Craigslist Bull https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/sf-fantasy/craigslist-bull/ The Trophy Wife https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/sf-fantasy/the-trophy-wife The Initiate https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/the-initiate My Pet Lion https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/my-pet-lion Sasquatch In My Mind https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/sf-fantasy/sasquatch-in-my-mind Reverse Cowboy https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/reverse-cowboy Of Dogs And Young Men https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bestiality/of-dogs-and-young-men/ The Oracle https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/historical/the-oracle/ Royal Prerogative https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/historical/royal-prerogative Harry Potter and Firenze https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/harry-potter-and-firenze The House Mouse https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/military/the-house-mouse The Jungle Book https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/celebrity/the-jungle-book In Gods We Thrust https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/in-gods-we-thrust
If you read any of the others please let me know what you think of them.