Locked Desires

Yanked away from the luxurious throne room as quickly as they were pulled inside, the flustered stallions tried to keep up with the young swan's pace, their hooves clopping against the hard floor and their tiny cocks bouncing up and down. Stepping out of sight and into one of the many smaller servant's corridors snaking all around the humongous villa, the avian finally slowed his march down slightly, letting the two younger cubs catch their breaths and regroup from the experience they had just had. Isadore panted quietly, staring down at his erect shaft, suddenly noticing that he was still clinging onto the swan's hand and letting go with a slightly apologetic look, quickly shuffling closer to his brother and taking the other equine's hand instead, his racing heart calming down slightly at the warm touch of his sibling. Standing in silence for a few awkward seconds, Doersa finally opened his muzzle, looking at the bird, 
"What… what's your name?" 
The swan smiled softly, trying to keep the newcomers as calm as he could while simultaneously not wanting to disappoint his mistress, 
"My name is Zues, I am… well, I suppose I am the head of Lady Euthalia's harem, the unofficial head anyway. I'm the oldest of the boys here, and she often directs me to… take care of the other servants and introduce them to their tasks when they come in for the first time, such as yourselves."
Isadore kicked the ground idly, his hands behind his back and his tail loosely wrapped around his wrist as he gulped, trying to find the right words to the question lingering on his mind, 
"What… she… umm… the lady, Euthalia, she… what are we supposed to be doing? She was being really… weird."
"I will explain your duties in more detail later on, I promise you both. But first, we really must keep going, Lady Euthalia doesn't like people falling behind schedule, and I do not like disappointing her. Come on now, this way please."
Zues grabbed the duo's hands once more, pulling the slightly hesitant cubs along as the trio walked down the passageways, the sprawling maze of corridors and doorways zigzagging around, both of the stallions losing their sense of direction almost immediately while the avian kept a steady pace, knowing the palace like the back of his hand, an unwavering smile on his beak as he hummed a tune in rhythm with his steps. 

Doersa's head swiveled back and forth as he was chaperoned around the villa, the sights unlike anything he'd ever seen, the priceless artifacts and pieces of artwork making his extremely humble place of birth seem further away than ever, the cub having spent most of his life sleeping and working in a barn amongst ferals. Not everything was quite as exotic or surprising to him however, the place of males seeming to be exactly as low within the palace as it was in his home village, the lowest ranking workers hurrying along in the palace being all males. Most of the lighter duties such as cleaning, cooking, and serving refreshments to the guests of Euthalia were handled by the cavalcade of young boys that the noblewoman owned, all nude from head to toe, only a chastity cage to cover anything on their bodies, their tiny dicks not allowed any room to grow, just as the mistress preferred. Alongside the harem of boys that were working for Euthalia, there were also some adult men that toiled on the lands, usually focusing more on the physically exhausting tasks that the cubs couldn't take care of. The adult servants were much less close to Euthalia's heart, the leopard loving of the boys like they were a part of her family while treating the rest of her slaves more like the disposable workers that they were, the men having their own seperate quarters near the outskirts of the palace grounds while the cubs all slept in comfy beds right next to her bedchambers. The guards, the artists, the architects, the accountants, and everyone else who weren't in charge of the menial tasks were all women of course, cloaked in modest clothing while the males were left with just their bare fur. Isadore wasn't quite as interested in his surroundings however, the colt being much more curious about the swan, hoping to also pry some more information about his and his brother's possible future at the same time, 
"Zues?" 
"Yes?" 
"Did… your mother also sell you to Euthalia?" 
"No. Not… exactly. My mother and my older sister both work under Lady Euthalia, both as her personal advisors. When I was born, my mother… gifted me to Lady Euthalia, I grew up in her harem, I've served her for as long as I can remember."
"Do you still see your mother?" 
"Oh yes, very often, my sister and my mother are the Lady's right and left hand, I'm sure you two will meet them both soon enough as well. My mother seems extremely proud of my work, I'm happy to have represented my family well to our mistress."
Left pondering the bird's answers, the twins dutifully followed close behind the swan as they were led towards the back of the villa. 

Stepping out of the palace and under the scorching hot sun, Isadore could hear some heavy metallic clanking, his ears perking up at the sound as the group walked across a field of green grass. The cubs could see a few small wooden buildings at the corner of the grounds, smoke rising from a chimney and the smell of burning coal thick in the air. Rounding the corner, the colts came face to face with the source of all the noise and the hassle, a tall and muscular clydesdale standing in front of an anvil, a pair of tongs in one hand and a ginormous hammer in the other, the blonde fur around her ankles stained with soot, her brown hair tied into a handful of thick braids to keep it from accidentally singeing or burning from the myriad of sparks and embers flitting around her work area. She had on only a thick apron and some light wrappings under that to cover her chest and crotch, the heat of the furnace close by making any additional clothing far too uncomfortable. As soon as she spotted the cubs standing in front of her, she smirked and gave the glowing hot piece of iron sitting on the anvil one more smack, the stallions' ears ringing slightly while she grabbed the bar with her tongs and immersed it into a bucket of water, letting her work quench as she set her hammer down. Zues turned to the other boys, clearing his throat gently, 
"This is our Lady's personal smith, Kallistrate, she takes care of much of the metalwork around here, including the… cages." 
The swan nodded towards a table full of chastity cages, some fully assembled and some still in pieces, Kallistrate laughing and stepping out from behind her work area, wiping her brow and folding her muscled arms as she studied the colts closely, towering over the pair, 
"Yes, our dear Lady leaves the important work for me. I may look a tad intimidating, but don't worry, I can be very delicate with my fingers when I need to~" 
Giving the stallions an odd look as she laughed, Zues nodded at them and then at the smith, 
"If you'll excuse me, Lady Euthalia asked me to help her with her bath. I will leave you two to… Kallistrate's skilled hands. I will come and collect you later."
Quickly walking out, the avian left the twins to the mercy of the smirking clydesdale, Isadore glancing up at her with a nervous gulp. 

The burly mare grabbed the brothers by their shoulders and dragged them deeper into her hut before closing the door behind the whole group, making sure that she'd have all the privacy she'd ever want to do her business in peace. She licked her lips as she pulled up a large stool and tapped the top of it, the seat big enough for both of the young stallions to fit onto, the twins slowly setting their bare backsides onto the stool, their sides and flanks squished up against one another. Kallistrate bit her lip as she pushed her hoof between Isadore's thighs, spreading his legs open, 
"Now, let's see what I'm working with here, legs wide open and hands out of the way~!" 
Obediently doing as ordered, both of the cubs revealed their nethers to the mare, her grin only growing wider as she watched their faces turning bright red and their miniscule dicks slowly growing stiff under her gaze. Many of the boys under Euthalia's ownership knew of the handful of other women working for the noble that likewise enjoyed their bedmates to be on the youthful side, Kallistrate being the name whispered and gossiped about the most among the harem. Unlike the leopard however, most other women couldn't be nearly as open about their lust for young boys, the taboo nature of such relationships being enough to ruin the ordinary citizen's reputation for life if such accusations were to be proven true. In addition to the general risk for her fame, Kallistrate also risked her employers wrath if word about her love towards the boys were to ever get out, Euthalia being rather possessive of her harem of handpicked cubs. Even with the perils of her taboo desires, the clydesdale still enjoyed getting a little taste of the different boys as they're first brought into the villa as servants, using her lucky position to sneak a very good look and some groping as she sets the young males up with their chastity cages. Doersa felt more and more uncomfortable with the smith's ravenous gaze, letting a quiet breath of relief as she turned around, his sigh turning into a panicked gasp as she let her apron fall down onto the floor, revealing her toned backside, only a thin and tight piece of fabric covering her shapely flank, her tail lifted up just enough to give the cubs a very nice look at her ass as she pretended to be bent over her table of tools, taking her time with slowly picking everything she needed as she slyly glanced over her shoulder. 

Gathering up a handful of small chastity cage parts, Kallistrate turned around and knelt down in front of the twins, setting the parts down before grabbing Isadore's cock in her hand, pointing the shaft upwards and running a finger along the bottom from the base to the very tip as he groaned and wriggled around in his seat. A drop of precum oozed out from the colt's half flared end, quickly soaking into her fingertip as she giggled, sinking the finger into her maw and suckling it clean as the two cubs watched with bated breath. She grabbed the stallions balls in her hand, very gently squeezing and rolling the tiny orbs around, Isadore shivering gently as she pretended to in some way measure and check his family jewels, huffing and slowly rubbing her thighs together. Wanting to get a good handle on both of the equines, the mare next moved her attention to Doersa, sliding a hand under his thighs until she could feel her middle finger circling his rim, the cub's sensitive tailhole clenching at the sudden touch, making him jump gently. She leaned in even closer, acting as if there was something she needed to see at his backend, grabbing his tail with her free hand as her large tits squeezed against his erect length, perfectly sliding between the two soft mounds. Kallistrate gently moved and jostled back and forth, stealthily pushing her arms together to press her breasts around the boy's cocklet, his tongue drooping out of his muzzle as he panted, the strokes causing his legs to clench. The hours of near constant teasing had had an effect on the virginal cub, Doersa hugging the smith's head with both arms as he grunted, shaking and shivering, 
"W… wait… wait, stop! I… I don't know what… I think…" 
Curling up into a ball, the stallion shuddered and moaned softly as suddenly his tip erupted with thick seed, his cum spewing out all over Kallistrate's chest as she watched the fireworks, unable to stop herself from covertly slipping a hand between her thighs and humping her wet crotch against her fingers. Isadore watched with a gaping maw as his brother accidentally unloaded on the woman, his own dick quivering gently at the sight of his twin's boyhood. Doersa finally opened his eyes, his face dripping with sweat and his expression quickly turning horrified as he noticed the top of the smith's tits and her upper chest stained with his cum, still out of breath as he apologised profusely, 
"I… I'm so, so sorry, Miss Kallistrate, I… I don't know wha-" 
She cut him off with a chuckle, wiping up the last drop of his seed dripping down his shaft with two fingers, 
"No need to apologise, little boy. This sort of thing happens occasionally~" 
Holding back her moans, the mare made sure to not clean up the mess he had made on her chest, letting it soak into her brown fur. 

Kallistrate groped and felt up both of the twins for a few more moments, chuckling to herself as she felt Doersa's throbbing and puny cock slowly getting softer in her hands as he gasped and panted, still remaining half-hard and flared even after his orgasm. Though she thoroughly enjoyed teasing the young stallions, the clydesdale knew she did eventually have to get back to the actual job she was hired for, her employer not being very favouring of those who wasted too much of her or her harem's time. She measured the length of both of the colts' shafts when hard before slightly tweaking the cages of the two chastity devices she had grabbed, the twins being among the largest of Euthalia's servants, though still very tiny when compared to the average grown man. Isadore grimaced slightly as he felt the cool metal against his tip, watching close as the smith tinkered around between his legs, feeling the cage fastening around his length, 
"So… uhh… it won't be… painful or anything, will it?" 
She laughed, stroking his thigh to comfort the little cub, 
"No, not at all. Most will find it a bit… uncomfortable perhaps, especially when you're excited. But even that will fade with time, you'll get very used to the feel of being caged up, don't you worry about that!"
With one final soft click, the chastity cage locked around Isadore's equine cock, his pink flesh peeking out from behind the thin, silvery bars of the device, the cage adorned with some flowery carvings and the boy's name in flowing font. The mare locked Doersa up as well, gently tugging at the cage to make sure it was nice and firmly closed, smiling up at the colts, 
"There we go, now just our mistress Euthalia can get you free, she's the only one with the key to these things. So you'd better make sure to keep her happy, lest she 'accidentally' drop your keys down the well or something." 
Kallistrate giggled, her laughter slowly dying down into a wishful sigh as she ran her fingers through the soft fur on Isadore's belly, 
"You're both very lucky, I hope you know that. You're in for a very special little night today, savour every last second of it, okay~?" 
The smith's gaze lingered on the stallions' bodies for a few moments longer before the door to her hut opened up, Zues stepping in as she quickly clambered up to her feet, clearing her throat, 
"Good, you're here, I was just getting done with these two, you can take 'em to our Lady."
The swan nodded, motioning for the colts to follow him as the flustered Kallistrate smirked and waved them off, quickly disappearing into the other room to take care of her built up lust as soon as the boys had all disappeared, trampling over her bunched up apron on the floor as both of her hands dived down between her thighs. 

Equipped with their new ornaments, the twins followed close behind Zues, walking slightly awkwardly as they tried their best to get comfortable with the cages around their small dicks, the feel of the locks a constant 
reminder of their servitude. The brothers were led back to Euthalia, the noble standing in her garden with a small crowd of her workers and people from the nearby town gathered around her, the leopard's face lighting up with glee as she spotted the cubs walking towards her, 
"Ah, there they are, my adorable new boys~!" 
She stepped between the colts, laying a hand on both of their cheeks and gently pushing their muzzles against her belly, purring softly as she stroked their heads. She bent down slightly to admire the handiwork of her personal smith, running a finger over Doersa's chastity cage, both his shaft and his balls locked snugly under the metal enclosure,
"Ooh, yes, wonderful, truly wonderful~! You'll both make for fabulous slaves~" 
The feline noticed Isadore giving his brother a tender glance, his eyes lingering around his twin's crotch as she played around with Doersa's caged cock, Euthalia's smirk widening as she realised the cub's thoughts. Standing up straight, she put her hands on both of the horses' backs, suddenly pushing the siblings together, both giving surprised gasps as their muzzles were suddenly together, 
"Give each other a little smooch for me, c'mon~!" 
Giving their audience a quick glance, Isadore sighed before wrapping his arms around his brother's shoulders, both colts blushing as they kissed, the noblewoman's hands keeping the pair together and encouraging their tongues to push deeper as they moaned and huffed, Isadore yelping against his brother's soft lips as his flaring tip poked against the chastity cage. Doersa felt himself getting hard as well, suddenly noticing his hands slowly rubbing against the other boy's chest, the low murmur from the crowd around them making his tail slip between his legs, his whole body shivering as his owner giggled and moaned sensually. 

Letting go of the two cubs after forcing them to make out for her, Euthalia grinned at the sea of uneasy faces in front of her, delighting in the reactions she was receiving. She pet the twins on their shoulders, squatting down to kiss each of them on the forehead, 
"I won't keep you two any longer, I'm sure the long trip and the new locale have gotten you both tired, and I need you cuties strong and awake for tonight~! So, my wonderful Zues shall show you both to my servant's sleeping quarters, you may rest for a few hours."
The leopard stood up and gave Zues a gentle pet on the head before resuming her tour of the garden, leaving the cubs behind. Still holding onto each other's hands, the twins followed as the swan began walking back towards the villa, making sure to keep his pace slightly slower than usual to accommodate the equines not yet used to wearing the chastity devices. Wanting further information about the 'special night' that he'd been constantly hearing references about from everyone during the course of the day, Doersa shyly tapped the bird on the shoulder, leaning in close to whisper as they walked through the halls, 
"Umm… Zues? Miss Kallistrate and Lady Euthalia were both talking about tonight, we're supposed to be doing something?" 
Zues nodded, 
"Yes, I'm sure our mistress will be calling you to her bedchambers soon after dark, she… usually enjoys spending the night with newcomers."
"But what are we going to need to do there?" 
"Well, she will often… you know… make love to the servants she invites to her bed."
Both colts immediately went quiet and red in the face, Isadore finally squeaking, 
"We haven't ever done anything like… that… before!" 
"You'll do fine, everyone here has done it, multiple times."
"So you've also done it?" 
"Yes. Though… not quite as often as most of the other servants, I… mostly just focus on coordinating everyone as she commands."

Moving through the palace right towards the top floor and the innermost rooms, the concentration of guards growing more and more, the three cubs finally made it to their bedchambers, a large hallway connecting two adjoining rooms, the set of doors on the right marked with Euthalia's family crest and the other bare. Zues led the colts into the leftmost room, opening the doors and stepping aside to let the twins take their first look at where they would be staying for much of their future, both equines stepping in at the same time and scanning the place. The room was very large, lined from side to side and top to bottom with small beds, two stacked on top of one another with a simple ladder on the side and a chest at the base for each bunkmate to share. There were enough beds to house nearly three dozen cubs, most of the spots already in use. The room was very sparsely decorated and furnished besides the bedding, a few small chairs and tables along the back side of the bedroom, some simple rugs running between the rows of beds. A handful of boys were hanging around in the room as the brothers walked in, a pair quietly chatting and whispering as they sat near the corner, another couple of the noblewoman's servants tired and asleep after their night shift. Zues followed the equines inside and tapped on a bunk bed near the door, 
"I managed to set you two up to be paired in the same bunk, I assumed you'd both enjoy that."
The siblings glanced at each other before looking back at the swan, both nodding as he smiled, 
"Good, wonderful. Well, I'll let you two get some rest in that case, you'll… you'll need it."
Bowing graciously, Zues slipped out of the bedroom, leaving the colts alone. Without saying a word, the twins immediately curled up together on the same bed, forgoing the separate levels entirely, cuddling against each other and sighing softly, closing their eyes as Isadore pulled the blanket over them both. Even with the very new situation and the slight discomfort of their chastity cages, both stallions fell asleep within minutes of laying down, their muzzles pressed against one another.