Angel Tales: USA ((IC- Open))

[LitShark]

((This thread is open to ladies who wish to play angels. Please post a bio in the OOC before posting here. Enjoy.))

It was another day in the life of Mark Kurosawa, despite his excellent credentials and extensive resume, the small bistro down the street from his tiny studio apartment was yet another to add to the long list of rejections that Mark had been piling up. The surly French chef had been less than subtle in his rejection talk after Mark’s follow up.

Zis is a ve’ry prestige’eous establishmo’n an’ you ‘ave been out of work for far too long. We are cutting hours as eet iz. I’m sorry but I am afraid a cook like you would be very fortunate to work at an establish’mon such as zees.

Smug asshole…

Just as Mark was beginning to think that things couldn’t get worse for him, a rain drop the size of a quarter landed right on the back of his neck and trickled down his shirt all the way to the small of his back. A slow shiver followed the icy drop, just as the skies opened and a myriad of similar sized drops of rain fell in unison, soaking Mark to the skin in an instant.

“Fucking perfect…” Mark muttered to himself, looking up to the sky as if to ask: ‘really?’. “Goddamn meteorologists don’t know a warm front from their own assholes.”

The forecast had predicted that the low clouds would burn off by this time in the afternoon, so Mark had dressed in layers, just in case things warmed up and his long sleeve shirt was too warm. All those layers meant for him now was an extra layer of freezing cold, wet fabric sticking to his skin.

Mark sought refuge under the overhang of a convenience store. He tapped a cigarette from his pack into his waiting fingers and lit up while he had a chance. Inhaling deeply to calm his frayed nerves, Mark looked out at the furious downpour that showed no signs of slowing, much less stopping. He blew out a long cloud of smoke into the rain, watching as the drops moved, shifted and displaced the smoke in their path toward the ground.

“Some days you’re the tire. Some days you’re the road.” Mark sighed, his cigarette bouncing between his lips. “I guess I’m the road today.”

Mark was feeling very much like the road when out of nowhere a raspy female voice cut through his best attempts at feeling sorry for himself.

“You won’t be the road for much longer my child.” An old woman in a dark purple hood, that was unbelievably dry despite the rain, said after miraculously appearing under the overhang, just inches from where Mark was standing. “I have it on good authority that your luck is about to change.”

The old woman’s clothes and the dryness thereof weren’t the only things unbelievable about her. She was sitting at a massive table, covered in a tablecloth the same color as her clothes, and slowly dealing tarot cards as if she’d never moved from that spot in hours.

She hadn’t been there when Mark moved under the overhang, he was sure of it. This lady wasn’t easy to miss.

“Oh yeah? What makes you so sure?” Mark asked cautiously, still uncertain who this woman was or where she had come from. “Do I know you or something?”

“No, but I know you.” She said in the same confident and cryptic rasp. “And I know what you’re going through. I also know that you don’t deserve it.”

“Yeah, whatever lady…” Mark said dismissively, tossing his cigarette butt into a puddle. “I haven’t got time for this.”

As Mark rushed back out into the rain, jogging home to try and stay warm, the old woman pulled the tarot card from the top of the stack, turning it over to see an image of an angel reaching out for some unseen goal. The old woman just chuckled, laying the card face up in front of her. The next person that passed the convenience store revealed a bare wall in their wake.

***

When Mark walked into his filthy, disorganized apartment he couldn’t help but sigh in frustration. He was soaked to the skin and exhausted from jogging the whole way; worse yet he still had no job, which meant he was going to be dining on ramen noodles and ketchup for dinner once again.

A hot shower sounded like the only thing that could make Mark feel even remotely better. He’d still be jobless, broke and alone; but at least he’d be warm.

Mark laid his wet clothes over the space heater in the corner to dry them out, knowing too well how quickly mildew could make this tiny space even less livable than his own slovenly habits did. Lastly, Mark made sure to set his cell phone on the coffee table at the center of his one room apartment, just in case that French chef had a change of heart.

With a towel around his waist Mark made his way to the bathroom and turned on the hot water. With the door closed and the water running, Mark didn’t even hear his cell phone ring, otherwise he would have noticed that the ring tone coming from its small speaker wasn’t his own…

[your_vice]

Topaz had been enjoying her time in heaven. For a start, she had still been cat-shaped. She had been blissfully content until a radiant goddess had appeared to her and announced that she had to go back. Until that moment, Topaz had never been troubled with things like language and the kind of higher mental functions that humans possessed. The goddess had touched her forehead and turned her mind into that of a human, filling her head with info.

"Mark has need of you." She explained. "You remember Mark don't you?"

Instantly Topaz was filled with the unconditional love for him that she had had when she was alive. Her big feline eyes filled with concern. Her mouth could not form human words but the goddess did not need her to. Topaz's thoughts were as clear as speech.

"Is he ok? What has happened to him?"

"Nothing." The goddess replied. "Nothing for a very long time. He needs some good fortune and some love in his life. You will go and comfort him."

The light around the goddess grew brighter and Topaz could feel everything else falling away. A strange repetitive sound echoed in her head, becoming louder as the celestial world shimmered and disappeared. Topaz closed her eyes against a blinding flash of light.

And then she was there, back in the little apartment she had known so well, though there had been a few changes. The place was even more forlorn and neglected than she remembered as she looked around. Then Topaz became aware of herself. She was taller than she should be... no... she wasn't standing, she was crouching. Topaz looked down at her paws and saw pale hands there. She was human. The goddess had turned her into a damn biped! What was going on?

Topaz could hear that someone, presumably Mark, was in the shower. She got uncertainly to her feet, feeling ridiculously tall despite her human height of just 5ft. From this vantage point the apartment looked even messier and more neglected. Topaz looked down at her new body and saw she was dressed in a little plaid skirt and blouse, under which there were tighter, more confining clothes. In fact, she looked a lot like the girls Mark had always liked to watch on his... computer. The word dropped into her head. Topaz was not used to having a complex language and names for things.

"Computer." She said, her new mouth feeling as alien to her as the word she spoke with it.

Yes, she looked like the women he had watched on his computer but they had all removed these things and then... well she had never paid much attention but Mark had always pulled his cock out of his pants and played with it. It all had something to do with mating.

Was she supposed to mate with him? Surely the goddess could have warned her. Topaz remembered that she had been spayed as a cat. It had been a horrific experience that had made her loathe the vet but it meant she was probably unable to give him kittens... no, kids. What then was her purpose here?

The apartment was eerily quiet as the running water shut off and Topaz waited with trepidation to see what Mark would make of his new 'pet.'

[slippedhalo]

Alexa


Although Alexa (birdname Lexie) enjoyed flight immensely she never flew very high, even when she was promised by all of the white robe-ers that she could fly anywhere she wished. It never felt good to her to fly very high or very far from the garden which was now her home. Why should she? She had everything she needed close by and fresh air, the outdoors which she'd craved so much as a pet finch back on earth. She had so loved her time on earth, singing for her owner Mark, flapping around in her cage and on special occasions, around his apartment, never straying too far from her favorite person, Mark. Her wings had been clipped regularly to keep her from flying too high and she never really minded at all...Until that fateful day she saw the sunshine and smelled the air, heard other birds, wild ones, calling to her from outside...She saw the window, had no idea what glass was, though. Flying to her freedom had led to her quick death. She had no idea what glass was. Her death when she hit the glass had been instantanious. She never got to that garden but instead was granted an even better one to roam free in up in heaven. The only thing Alexa regretted was never telling her master goodbye properly, no farewell songs...

...musing over this as she plucked a loose yellow feather from her wing, grooming herself whilst perched atop a low tree branch, she was approached by the one angel who spoke to her the most The one who's voice seemed to calm and guide her so often during her learning period in heaven. "You must go back now, Alexa. Mark needs you."

Alexa didn't even have to think about it. She nodded and it was done...a blinding flash...

Her body felt heavier, strange...she was too far from ground and yet not flying at all. Alexa looked down at herself...she wore no plumage! No, no feathers, she was entirely smooth except for strange soft waves of blond upon her head...she was not even a bird! Staring at the feet and then looking up to see her reflection in a nearby mirror Alexa recognized her form instantly. It was the woman from the television. Almost exactly the same look as that girl master Mark often smiled and whistled at on the tv screen when Alexa would sit on his shoulder and watch the moving pictures in the tv box with him. She was a little embarrassed that she had no human temporary plumage either. No clothes.

She looked across the room and saw another woman standing there as well...but no...she felt to Alexa like more than that. "Cat!?" she asked through wordless mental speech. Oh no...Was this the cat which had liked her or the cat which had wanted to eat her in their last life? She was afraid to try her voicebox, afraid of the sound of her human voice. She'd so loved her voice as a finch.

[your_vice]

Topaz watched with interest as the blonde girl appeared. She was heralded by a bright flash of light and so Topaz made the natural assumption that they had both been summoned from the same place. The blonde stood as awkwardly as she had done but she wore no clothes. Topaz watched as the newcomer examined herself and then turned to look at her. Something primal in Topaz recognised the nature of the blonde girl, she had been a bird of some kind. Despite the fact the blonde was taller than she was, Topaz saw and echo of fear in her blue eyes and so she stepped back a little, trying to convey that in this form at least, she was no threat. Topaz eventually tried her voice again.

"I just got here too." She said. "Mark is in the bathroom. I'm... I was Topaz."

She didn't know whether that would mean anything to the blonde but as she had been Mark's only pet at the time she had been alive, she knew nothing about the other girl's former life. Mark had obviously owned more than one cat in his time, because she had remembered that the things he had given her had borne the scent of a previous animal and he handled her and treated her as though he was accustomed to keeping cats.

[slippedhalo]

Alexa wasn't sure if she could make the same vocal sounds Topaz made in introducing herself to her but she tried it, moving her lips carefully to articulate the sound her voice made like she'd watched Mark an others do. "Lexi." she said, heat rushed to her face and she giggled, a sound like the tinkling of bells. Her human voice was high pitched and musical, as much like a bird's as any human's could be. She was pleasantly surprised by the sound of it. "I am Alexa but he always called me Lexi. There was another cat, one who died when I was just a baby. That cat always wanted to eat me. I'm pleased she wasn't you." Alexa replied with a good natured smile.

Her attention was then drawn to the look of this cat as a human female. "Why did you get plumage and I did not?" she asked as she tested her legs and, lo and behold, she could walk quite gracefully! Lexi moved on long legs to stand closer to Topaz, her lithe fingers reaching for the fabric of the clothes on Topaz's lovely body. "They made you very a pretty female, I think even without plumage you must be stunning." she noted, liking the sound of her new voice almost as much as she liked her bird songs when she'd been a finch.

[Mephistophelily]

She was allowed to bark here. Bark, and chase, and meander- without fears of being lost. Everything was familiar, and she loved it. Tiffany had always hated to be away from what she knew... Her ears perked slightly as a voice called her name, spinning around quickly a few times to see if she could find the source.

Instead, she ended up dizzy and simply fell onto the ground.
"Tiffy, the others need you."

"Others who?," She asked in confusion, flopping onto her back and flicking her legs into the air. "Other dogs? I like other dogs. Unless they're bigger. Then I don't."

"No, Tiffy. You'll understand."

She let out a light yelp as a bright light blinded her, wriggling about a bit more-
And finding herself laying on another floor, her back trampling down some rather strange feeling grass beneath her shoulders.

This wasn't grass. It was... Carpet.
She tried to use her tail as leverage to flip back over, finding that her tail was gone. Hey! What was this?! Sitting up (A rather new feat), she looked around, a bewildered look in her brown eyes as she stared at the other two girls before her. "Others?," she asked in a high, questioning voice, jabbing a finger at the redhead. "I found the others!" Another frown filled her lips, her hand dropping. "Why was I s'pposed to find you...?"

She felt itchy. Tiffy tried to raise her foot to scratch, only to find herself falling over to the left. With an annoyed growl, she instead lifted her front paw- no, wait, hand- and dug at the weird feeling on her side. Something was blocking it... With a downward glance, she was horrified to find herself in clothing. Oh, YUCK!! This was worse than the stupid collar her Master had tried to put on her! At least that was made of leather and fun to chew on... This didn't look very tasty at all.

The right sleeve now between her teeth, she began gnawing on it, only to pause and look back up at the other two. Spitting it back out, she gave a quick sheepish grin. "Where... are we, anyway?" She peeked around, suddenly letting out a light surprised noise. "I know this place! Looks... different... but I know it! I used to live here!"

[LitShark]

It was a shame that the nice hot shower had to end, Mark was really enjoying the feeling of hot water and steam warming his cold skin. The entire bathroom had filled up with steam by the time Mark felt the water beginning to cool, indicating that he had used up the last of the hot water. Shutting off the water before he got the icy fallout from his exorbitant use, Mark dried himself quickly and wrapped the towel around his hips before opening the bathroom door. The steam followed him out into the single room that made up Mark’s living area, kitchen and bedroom.

Mark’s vision was still blurry from all the steam when he made his way into the center of the room, but even through the thick swirling steam, Mark noticed that his messy little studio apartment seemed… sexier than before.

Rubbing his eyes with the hand that wasn’t occupied holding the towel around his waist, Mark looked again. His jaw fell open in utter shock at what he saw. Three utterly gorgeous young women were gathered in the center of his studio apartment, each equally stunning and radiant. One of them was even naked!

Startled and utterly confused, Mark took a step back, his mouth still hanging open and incapable of speech. Mark turned to the front door, checking the locks and chain, all of which were still completely in tact and locked, like they were when he’d gotten into the shower. How had these women gotten into his apartment? The window might have been an option, except for the fact that he was on the sixth floor of a tall apartment complex without an accessible fire escape, and the idea of a naked blond and her two friends scaling the side of his building in the rain seemed utterly ludicrous.

“W-who are you people? What are you doing here?” Mark stammered, his mouth trembling slightly. “I-I don’t have any money, if that’s what you’re after. P-please don’t kill me!”

Mark had seen in movies that sometimes organized crime families would send sexy women as assassins, because they could use their wiles to get places that others couldn’t. He could only pray that these women weren’t some sort of hit squad.

The naked blond woman seemed to be in the process of inspecting the clothes on an equally stunning redhead who was dressed like a school girl. The redhead also seemed to be wearing black leather negligee, characterized by a large padlock hanging around her neck. She seemed to be an embodiment of Mark’s most shameful and secretive fetishes.

Near the coffee table where Mark’s phone lay open (he thought he had left it closed), another stunning young lady with short, sassy, ebony hair was looking around and seemed like she might have been chewing on her own clothes.

Mark couldn’t help but become slightly aroused at this collection of knock-outs, and the thin towel didn’t offer much disguise for his hardening cock. Mark hunched forward slightly, doing his best to hide the bulge behind his towel.

“D-do I know you ladies?” Mark asked, still trying to keep his distance. “How did you get in here anyway?”

Mark made a desperate lunge at the coffee table, trying to grab his phone in case he needed to call the police. But when he lunged forward, he lost his grip on the corner of the towel, causing it to fall from his hips to the floor. Mark’s eyes became wide as he realized that he was now bared before these three strangers, naked as the day he was born, with an eight inch erection pointing right at them.

“Uh… oops.”

[your_vice]

Topaz picked up the towel and held it out to him. She knew humans had a thing about covering their furless bodies. Topaz had no clue whether reincarnation like this was normal. It felt completely weird to be so much closer to Mark's height.

"Um... this might make more sense to you than it does to me." She shrugged. "I think we came out of the..." She turned towards the phone, not knowing more than that it was some communication thing Mark had been fond of shouting at. "That thing. Telephone. We used to be your pets, that is, you used to be our Master. I was Topaz the cat, Lexi here was a bird and... well I don't know about this one. She just got here."

The newcomer was definitely a dog of some description and it made Topaz uneasy. Now she knew why Lexi had been so apprehensive. Topaz would have to keep an eye on that one.

Mark didn't appear to be enlightened at all by what she had said but Topaz couldn't think of anything else to add. It definitely looked like he wanted to mate with them though, and that worried her. What if she couldn't give him a litter? Would he cast her out and keep the fertile ones?

[slippedhalo]

Alexa found her core reacting with a liquid heat reaction at the sight of Mark now bared before the trio. She stepped forward, her lovely voice accented as it was still so unfamiliar with human speech, "I used to like to sit on your shoulder." she added with a blush "I don't know why the angels let you girls have human plumage and I have to be bare. I like it better when Mark is bare too, though...makes me feel warm, tingly...nice, kind of, but also needful...I think when humans are naked they must long to be touched." Lexi concluded.

[your_vice]

Topaz listened to Lexi with interest, it was something she hadn't considered about her new human form. She looked down at her clothes and saw there were two layers in places, so without a trace of inhibition she stripped off the little skirt and blouse, offering them to Lexi.

That left her in a little leather bustier with a high padlocked collar, stockings and suspenders, a cute pink thong, long dark red gloves and knee high black leather boots. The key to the padlock hung from a D ring on the collar but Topaz had not been bothered by it as she had worn a bell as a cat.

"You're welcome to some plumage if it would make you feel comfortable." She offered. While it could be fun to exploit Lexi's highly strung bird nature later on, Topaz wanted to get off on the right foot with everybody to start with. More importantly than that, she wanted to impress Mark and Topaz could sense that Lexi's nudity was making Mark more drawn to her.

"These are very strange clothes though." Topaz observed. Mark's stuff was far more practical and loose fitting if she remembered rightly. She knew Mark liked looking at girls who were dressed this way but she didn't understand why. Topaz looked down at her uplifted mammary glands curiously. She failed to comprehend why the bustier was designed to draw attention to them. A quick glance also confirmed that hers were smaller then the other girls' and Topaz remembered that Mark had always been particularly interested in women who had big ones when he watched his computer. She had enjoyed dozing across the back of his office chair while Mark was occupied with the mating videos. Were her small glands an indication of her probable lack of fertility? Was that how it worked with humans?

[slippedhalo]

Lexi thanked Topaz and took the things offered, unsure of how to put them onto her new body she simply shrugged into the shirt and left the middle of it open but was mindful to cover her mammary organs with it. She smiled at Mark again, "Do you remember any of us? What is it you need? I think we were all sent to help you. I knew I was pleased to be asked, I've always lo...I always thought highly of you, Master Mark."

[LitShark]

Mark could barely believe his ears when Topaz explained that they had been pets of his and had entered his apartment through his cell phone. Maybe these women weren’t trained assassins, but it seemed likely at this point that they might be out of their entire minds!

Taking the towel from Topaz, Mark wrapped himself in the damp cloth once more. He remembered Topaz the cat and Lexi the bird, but he had never thought of either of them the way he was thinking about these three ladies right at this moment. Then again, Topaz’s explanation seemed as rational as anything Mark could conjure up to explain their presence in his apartment.

Then the naked and unbelievably sexy Lexi spoke up, her voice was melodic and sweet, much like the gold finch he had once owned. She reminisced for a moment about perching on his shoulder and then mentioned that her nakedness and his own made her feel warm and nice, but also needful. This line of conversation wasn’t doing much for Mark’s own need and his massive erection was showing no signs of going away any time soon. When Topaz stripped off her school girl uniform to reveal the sexy leather underneath, it only made things worse for Mark’s yearning libido.

“My pets?” Mark said softly, not even trusting the words in his own mouth. “Y-you all used to be my pets? Then I guess that means I’m still your Master… and well…”

Mark knew what he wanted, but he wasn’t sure how to vocalize it. Was it still bestiality if his pets were in the form of women? The things these women were saying certainly seemed to back up their stories, since no one had known most of the things about his pets that these girls seemed to.

As Mark gazed deep into Topaz’s eyes, he felt tears welling up in his own.

“I’ve missed you all so much…” Mark said, a catch in his voice as he folded Topaz and Lexi in his arms. His towel fell from his hips once again, but he didn’t care so much about that anymore.

[your_vice]

Topaz moved into his embrace with Lexi and discovered that though her own body was alien to her, Mark was very familiar. His scent, though muted by her human nose, was unmistakable to the erstwhile cat. The warmth and aroma of his skin made her realise how much she had missed him. In heaven, she had thought about Mark happily and assumed he had been happy too but the goddess' words and state of Mark's apartment made it clear his life hadn't been going very well. As a cat, Topaz had had no cares or worries because Mark had been a good and affectionate owner. Now she had a greater comprehension of how unfulfilling his life had been. She wondered how long it had been since she had died.

The dog girl seemed a bit left out but Topaz was wary of offering friendship.

Mark's towel fell to the floor again and his cock rested hot and hard against her. Topaz was more than slightly apprehensive about what Mark appeared to want. Because he had had her spayed as a cat, the neighbourhood toms hadn't been interested in her and so she didn't even have any experience of mating with her own species. She had heard female cats crying out in pain during the act and looking at the size of Mark's organ, it seemed impossible that she could accommodate it without suffering some serious pain as a result. Topaz was not to know that her residual feline nature would make her naturally masochistic and respond to a dominant, alpha male.

[slippedhalo]

Lexi happily accepted the embrace, enjoying finally being big enough to feel a hug from her Master. She found herself moving her smiling gaze from his lovely eyes down his body to his erect phallus. "Birds never...that only comes out just before...Master are you seeking to mate?" she didn't know how else to describe the obvious appearance of his erect penis but she didn't feel very frightened of it despite it's large size. She was more curious than anything else. Then again, as her laughable death scenario showed, Lexi had never been fearful enough of what was truly dangerous to her. Her only fear had ever been flying too high or losing the love of her Master Mark. Now, she thought perhaps as a human female she could be a much better companion than she'd been as a bird.

[Mephistophelily]

Tiffy watched blankly at the man before them, recognition slowly kicking in at the sight of him, the sound of his voice. She smiled softly, only to have her eyes widen at the sight of his lost towel. A single word came to her mind, daring to leave her lips... "Bone."

She quickly looked to the others as they began to speak, Tiffany a bit lost still as to all the questions that left Mark. Pets; yes, she knew she'd been here before. In fact, her chew marks on the side of his desk were still as noticable as the day she'd made them; sad and annoyed at being left by herself for longer than he'd usually been away. Listening as the other two spoke up, she watched as the one offered out her clothing to the blonde, pointing to the collar at the redhead's neck. "You kept yours?," She asked, tapping her own neck. "Mine was itchy, and tasted funny." She paused, a curious look coming to her eyes as she clung to her bare feet, rocking on the floor. "Though... I might reconsider it now... It looks- different on a human neck."

Mark was hugging the other two, his nude body on display once more as the towel refused to cooperate. She watched him for a moment, trying not to take in the 'bone' yet again. "Do you remember us at all, master?," She asked softly, pulling her gaze away from the man's lower region to look up at his eyes. "I'm Tiffany. I was... the terrier you had. I'm sorry I ran away. I'm sorry I chewed your stuff... I just- got nibbly."


Btw, I changed a part of Tiffy's profile related to what I've been talking to here...

[LitShark]

Mark smiled down as Tiffany, his old terrier, introduced herself as well. Mark reluctantly broke from his embrace of Topaz and Lexi, helping Tiffy up off the carpet and embracing her as well, no longer shy about his nakedness.

“Of course, how could I forget any of you. Come here Tiffy.” Mark sighed, pulling Tiffy into another grateful embrace. “I wondered what happened to you Tiff, I’m sorry I didn’t do a better job of keeping you safe. All of you, I felt so awful about what happened to you all.”

Mark’s face fell slightly, remembering the good times he’d had with each of these former pets and regretting each of their untimely demises. He didn’t know what he could have done differently for any of them, but he wished there was some way he could make it up to them. As he felt Tiffy’s lean and nubile frame against his body, he felt his “bone” twitch aching to get involved in this heartfelt reunion.

Though he didn’t really think about it, Mark felt his lips seeking out Tiffy’s in a gentle but unmistakably romantic kiss. When his eyes fluttered open once again, Mark felt his cheeks flooding with color, uncertain if this had been alright. He wasn’t sure what had compelled him, but it still felt spectacular.

When Mark turned back to the others in the room he saw the distinct look of jealous hurt in the two pairs of blue eyes. Rather than apologizing for his attention paid to Tiffy, Mark decided to press his luck. One hand departed Tiffy’s hip, sliding gently among Lexi’s golden locks to caress her cheek and pull her into a deep passionate kiss of her own. After their tongues danced for a few precious moments, Mark pulled away, a thin string of saliva running from his lower lip to hers.

Lastly, Mark made his way over to Topaz, taking hold of her padlock attached to her neck and pulling her forward. He was lost in his own lust and infatuation with these gorgeous reincarnations of his treasured pets that he’d believed to be gone forever. The lust behind his kisses had been building and now with his lips upon Topaz and his tongue caressing hers, he couldn’t hold back any longer.

Mark’s hands slid over the leather bustier around Topaz’s lean body, moving down to her barely clothed ass and squeezing it greedily. It had been months since he had even kissed a girl, much less gotten her back to his apartment.

Showing no signs of stopping Mark moved his hands over Topaz’s nearly naked ass, sliding one hand up to her leather clad breast. Like all good things, this kiss too had to end, but Mark was quick to motion the other girls over to him.

“If you girls really are who you say you are and you really want to help me, you should all take care of my ‘bone’.” Mark said, nodding toward his erection. When it became clear that he wasn’t being specific enough for the girls, he continued. “You know, lick it, suck it, it makes Master feel good… But no biting! That makes Master hurt.”

The last bit was targeted at Tiffy a little bit more than the rest of his instructions. In the interest of taking the initiative (he was the Master after all), Mark took hold of Topaz’s collar again and pulled her down to her knees until he could slide his hand in among her crimson hair and guide her mouth to his hard cock, waiting for the others to follow suit.

“You all want Master to feel good right?”

[slippedhalo]

Lexi nodded and whistled a merry little tune of assent as she dropped with haste to her knees before this fascinating male organ, unsheathed and throbbing in all it's glory. "I want to taste it also, Master...I want to do everything that makes you happy." she promised as she reached out a lithe finger to stroke his orgen lightly, giggling nervously with anticipation and surprise as it seemed to jump at her touch. "Hmmm..." Lexi murmured, she got her turn once Topaz took a breath and Lexi finally got her chance to introduce herself to Master Mark's beautiful maleness. She continued to stroke him as she wrapped her lips around him as much as she could manage (he was quite big for her petite mouth) and she found she liked the salty musk taste of him. She sucked at him, at first tentatively, then with adoring greed. It was Tiffany's stare which made her realize she should pull herself away from the moment and let the other woman have her turn too. But, mmmm, he was so tasty, Lexi couldn't wait until it was her turn for more!

[your_vice]

His kiss was passionate but Topaz didn't get the tongue thing at first and hers moved awkwardly against Mark's until she stopped thinking about what she was doing and let herself melt into his display of affection. The hand that squeezed her ass did so with an urgency that spoke to her but Topaz did not understand how she should please him until Mark pushed her to her knees at his feet.

She felt the possessiveness in his touch but it was the way Mark pulled on her collar and directed her that spoke to Topaz. When she had been a cat, Mark had only taken hold of her by her collar or the scruff of her neck to admonish her and fear had crept into her system even as he kissed her passionately and pushed her down in front of his penis. Lexi had been eager to obey Mark's suggestion and suck him but Topaz had the benefit of having glanced at some of the movies he had enjoyed watching. She took him into her mouth and moved up and down on him as well as sucking. Her skill and confidence were sorely lacking but his hardness suggested she was doing something right. His balls seemed huge and heavy to Topaz and she reached out to touch them, cupping Mark's scrotum as her small mouth slid up and down the portion of his penis that she could accommodate with ease.

[Mephistophelily]

Tiffy let out a light noise as his mouth came to hers, afraid that he was going to try to bite her for all the biting she had done as a pup- but instead, received a tender touch from his lips, a curious feeling that left her heart racing. Ohhh. What was that? She vaguely remembered some of the movies she had watched at the foot of his bed- at least, the ones he didn't shoo her from the room before they got past the funny music in the start- where males did things like that to females. Those other movies he watched, however, left her standing outside the door and her head tilted, trying to understand why the people he was watching were maknig such strange noises.

He pulled away from her, instead giving the blonde girl a similar treatment. Tiffy was still trying to make sense of it; not that it was a bad thing, definitely a good thing... She watched him as he moved to the other girl, the usual tilting of her head returning as he pressed Topaz to the floor and explained how they could make him feel better. That's what they were supposed to do, wasn't it? Make him happy, make him feel good, try to make things better for him...

Slipping onto her knees beside the blonde, Tiffy took a moment to watch the other two, glancing up to Master with a sheepish look at his warning on teeth. "No biting," She repeated with a nod, though her tongue rested on her lips as she waited her turn to play with the bone he offered the trio.

Topaz had found something interesting, an area Tiffy didn't think of... but was certainly fascinated to watch her fingers play with. As the redhead's fingers lifted the flesh and cradled it in her palm, a curious Tiffy leaned forward, running her own tongue along the side of the curious skin. No biting, she reminded herself, though continued to tease against the flesh as her own hand clung onto the side of Master's thigh for balance. It was a tight fit, all three of them trying to find some area to please him, but so far they seemed fairly agreeable on sharing...

[LitShark]

Mark could barely believe the pleasure he felt, with all three of these gorgeous women tending to his erection and balls. It was like a dream to be so utterly and completely pleasured, but if this was a dream, Mark hoped he would never wake up. Groaning again with exquisite pleasure, Mark couldn’t help but slide his hands down among Topaz and Tiffy’s hair, directing both of them toward his balls while thrusting his hips forward and nudging Lexi’s lips with the head of his cock.

“Oh my God…” Mark felt himself mutter. “Amazing. Don’t be afraid to kiss and lick one another, it only makes me feel better.”

Mark grinned at his resourcefulness. In all honesty he wasn’t even sure how to approach this amazing situation. If he were to penetrate one girl, the other two might become jealous. Even if he orally pleased one while fucking another, the third would still be left out. He finally decided that the sooner he got started the better off they would all be.

Feeling his knees begin to buckle from the overload of sensation, Mark lowered his body slowly, letting the girls’ mouths follow him as he descended.

When at last Mark was seated, he took hold of Tiffy’s ankle pulling her lower body toward his face.

“Sit on my face Tiffy, I’ll make you feel good too.”

[Mephistophelily]

Sit.

He had taught her that, back when she was a pup. It was one of the first things she picked up so quickly from him, and to hear him call it out to her once again immediately caught her attention. But- sit... there?

He said sit. That echoed in her mind, causing her to do as he requested and moving to readjust, her lips finally losing their hold against his balls as she sat up a moment to look back at him. "You wish for me to be... right here, master?," She asked softly, her want to rejoin the other two leaving her with a soft whimper in her throat. They seemed to be having the most fun at the moment, but that word stuck in her ears the same way it had in the past.

He said he'd make her feel good too. A promise of a reward. She never could turn down a treat, no matter what it was.

[LitShark]

“That’s right Tiffy, right here.” Mark said softly, positioning Tiffy’s legs on either side of his head. “You’ll like it, I promise. You can keep licking me if you want, just no teeth.”

As Tiffy lowered her behind and pussy down onto Mark’s face, he leaned forward, pressing his head up under her skirt. Mark reached around Tiffy’s soft, pale thigh to pull her panties away from her sex. He buried his face gratefully between her thighs, opening his mouth as wide as it would go and extending his tongue down to her clit before slowly dragging the length of his damp muscle up over her clit and into her opening.

Lifting his head more, even as Tiffy sat down into the pleasurable feeling, Mark buried his exceptionally long tongue as deep as it would go into her tight pussy, breathing hot air from his nose between her ass cheeks.

As Tiffy enjoyed Mark’s attention, she rejoined the frenzy of tongues and lips circulating around his cock, which only made Mark’s breaths through his nose longer and hotter as he wiggled his tongue and lapped gratefully at her juices which slowly crept down into his mouth. After running his tongue in and out a few times, Mark located the small bump of her G spot, where he focused his attention, jabbing and writhing the point of his tongue against the small bud.

As Mark continued to lick Tiffy from the inside, his bottom lip flapped lightly over her clit, moving from front to back, making a light popping sound each time it passed over the tiny bundle of nerves.

Mark couldn’t believe how amazing this all felt, to have Tiffy’s fragrant scent of unmistakable arousal in his face, coupled with the trio of mouths lapping sucking and pleasing his cock, balls and scrotum. Mark lapped harder and faster as he moved his attention forward, capturing Tiffy’s clit between his lips, sucking hard enough to create a loud slurping noise.

“Mmmm, lalalalala, PpPpPpfffffoooooWA!” Mark said, sucking wildly at her clit in an attempt to make her understand how good her and her sisters were making him feel. “Ma-mazing!”

[Mephistophelily]

"O-okay..." Tiffy let him guide her to where he wished her to be, leaning forward enough to join the other two in their work on his shaft and sack, running her tongue along the areas unclaimed by lips or tongues already.

The sudden strange, unexpected feel of his rough, wet tongue against her flesh sent a spark straight through her, as well as a loud surprised noise. What on earth was THAT?! He did it once again, turning the exploritory motion into a more determined method as his tongue took a more aggressive approach. Tiffany moaned out at the wonderful feeling he created inside her; an amazing rush that coursed through every inch of her.

She tried to stay focused, not let her mind linger too long on what he was doing to her. Keeping straight thoughts was rather hard with what he was up to, but her mouth slid across his flesh, looking for some unclaimed area to mark as her own and keep the groans that flooded her from growing too loud.

It was far too difficult to do that when he changed his tongue's course, letting it slip inside her and discover an area that sent her thousands of those beautiful sparks down her spine. "Oh Goddess-," she gasped, panting for the first time in quite awhile... but for a much different reason than she once did.

Mark's own pleasure was very noticable, both from the reaction the girls' mouths were causing from his cock and the audible ones leaving his mouth- muffled as they may have been at the moment. She liked hearing it from him. She understood those videos now... The weird noises, the strange yelling- it was from things like this!

Her tongue ran along the base of his cock, reaching the areas that Topaz seemed unable to hit as she took his length in her lips. The trio must have been doing well, as Mark rewarded her with another change; a new action that nearly knocked her from her place above him. "M-Master-!," she gasped out quickly, her legs shaking as she planted her hands on the floor beside his hips.

[LitShark]

Mark felt a low groan rise up from his chest and get lost somewhere between Tiffy’s thighs as she recommitted herself to pleasuring him along with the others. Using his tongue like a paddle, he began batting Tiffy’s clit back and forth, sliding from left to right around the front of her exposed cluster of nerve endings. After a few moments of poignant licking, Mark resumed his loud sucking on her tiny nub, flicking his tongue back and forth over the tip as his lips pulled it deeper and deeper into his hot and eager mouth.

Mark’s breath became heavier and more ragged with the continued attention that he was receiving out of his sightline, each hot, ragged breath escaping through his nose and mouth, bathing Tiffy’s sexual spots in hot air.

Sliding his hands up Tiffy’s slender thighs and hips, Mark grasped her ass-cheeks in his large hands, pulling her lower body into his face as his tongue went wild, plunging into her once more. After a few moments of frantic searching, Mark was once again able to locate her G-spot, focusing the tip of his tongue on that spot as he breathed out once again, his breath targeted directly over her anus.

“MmMum-Mum-M’oh my God!” Mark exclaimed, squeezing Tiffy’s ass tighter and pulling her down once again.

Literally going from sexual famine to the sexual feast he was currently engaged in was making Mark’s confidence grow many times over. As one hand left Tiffy’s ass, he reached over, feeling for Topaz’s thigh. He pulled mightily on her leg before sliding his fingers slowly up her thigh to press at her clit through her thin little pink thong.

“M’Oh God Tiffy Yes!” Mark mumbled against her pussy, fascinated with everything about what had developed, unlikely though it may have been. “Ohhh Tiffy, please, cum for Master… I want to feel you cummmmMMMMMah!”

[slippedhalo]

Lexi was still thoroughly focused on Master Mark's penis itself. She loved the taste that was coming from it and wanted more. She was sucking and taking him as deeply as she could, stopping to kiss Topaz along the way too since he said he enjoyed that also. This was really fun. She was getting dizzy from the throbbing wetness between her new thighs btu she soldiered on and began to hum a little tune she remembered whistling as a finch while she worked her Master's plumped instrument with her mouth.