Title:           Satyr Stories 2 (Updated 11-15-16) [mlp] [satyr]
Author:          Vhatug
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First Edit:      Tuesday 15th of November 2016 06:05:09 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Tuesday 4th of April 2017 02:04:57 AM CDT

Powerbottom Bun
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>Ensuring her strap-on is secure, Lenora looks over the young, prone bun before her.
>"Ready, Cottonball?"
"That's slut to you! Do it!"
>Silently, the manticore spawn nods, the slight plastic pop of a lube bottle ringing through the room.
>The young bunny's ears twitch in response, her swift legs deftly kicking the bottle from the lioness's hands.
"Don't be so gentle! Go rough and raw, I wanna cry!"
>"Alright, alright. Um, you stupid slut." she claims somewhat nervously.
>Lining up with the tight hole beneath "Slut's" poofy tail, Lenora tries to swallow her apprehension, and gives the toy a rough thrust.
>Cottonball groans in pain as the large toy invade her tight, dry orifice, pushing past the considerable resistance.
>Lenora was about to ask if she's alright, but the faint smirk on her girlfriends face answers for her.
>Gripping her haunches, she begins slowly thrusting, building more and more speed as and endless stream of agony infused moans escape Cottonball's lips.
>Riding her high, the girls free arm flails behind her, seeking the manticores leg.
>The limb is hoisted upwards, its sharp claws extending by reflex as it's placed upon the rabbit's tiny butt.
>Lenora slows down, worried at the red gashes in her miss.
"Mmmph, predators...aren't supposed to go easy on the prey."
>Acting on an instinct of what she thinks the girl would want, she reaches forward, slamming her head into the floor.
>"Shut up, whore." she half-roars as the bunny satyrs buck teeth dig into her lip.
>Redoubling her efforts, she feeds into the reactions of her bunny's body, when she manages to choke out a few words.
"S..sting me, Lenora. On the clit!...Do it!"
>Gulping, the lioness silently obeys, bringing her fearsome appendage down with pinpoint accuracy on the girls most sensitive flesh, depositing a single drop of venom into her nub.
 
>Cottonball screams as her legs give out, the much larger Lenora spearing her against the ground as she twitches and bucks back into the dildo.
>Not wanting to disappoint, Lenora holds firm, keeping the tiny girl firmly in place as she wails in agony.
>The venom, while harmless, attacks every nerve in Cottonball's sex, filling her with a pain the shames even the bullet ant.
>But finally, after ten minutes, ten lifetimes to the rabbit, the pain fades, and she stills, laying gasping and vacant eyed across the floor.
>Seeing no more fight in her tiny lover, Lenora pulls out, Cottonball's lagomorph ass holding firmly onto the faux shaft as she does so.
>Finally freeing it with a loud pop, the abused hole maintains a raw, impressive gape.
>"So.." she begins nervously. "Did you enjoy it, cunt?"
"It was..the best orgasm I've ever had, mistress." she rasps out, happiness shining through.
>"Good. But don't think you don't have to return the favor." she teases, setting the bunny's mind alight with images of being smothered in lion pussy.
>Not even bothering to remove the toy, Lenora collects Cottonball and makes her way to the bathroom to dress her wounds.
 
 
 
 
Estrus Edgings
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>The smell of sizzling bacon and fresh coffee fills the room as your jumbled family sits, waiting for their meals.
>Staring out the small window over your stove, you enjoy the bright, wildflower blossoms pushing through the last patches of winter grayness.
>Spring was here, and with it, came the first estrus of the year, the one that would render the others mild by comparison.
>But it was alright. Kimmy and Mera could take care of each other, Lenora and Cottonball did the same, though you pretended not to know.
>And Firginia was just too young to be bothered.
>But one member, at least this week, had no outlet.
>As if on cue, the deep clack of giant hooves on wood signals the goat satyrs approach.
"Morning, Ariana." you ask, turning to face her. "Sleep well?".
>She grumbles mildly at your mocking question.
>The giantess is disheveled, exhausted, and soaked in sweat.
>Nude, save for her jewelry and a pair of panties, the large, pink blotches of blush marring her dusty brown skin are on full display.
>She's only on her third day in a week long session of edging and denial, and you're starting to wonder if her willpower or her mind will break first.
>It probably doesn't help that you've cranked up the heat in her room.
>"Hey Ariana!" Kimmy starts. "Sorry if we woke you up last night, it gets hard to hold the noise in when you're having a body rocking O."
>"Kimmy! Don't teassse." her sister chides.
>"Yeah, dad's already doin' plenty of that." Lenora bellows, laughing at her own joke.
>Cottonball tries, but the bunny can't resist letting out a small chuckle.
>If the arimaspi hadn't already been in full blush, she would have been now, scrutinized and mocked by her own family.
>Smiling, you set out the eggs and bacon, along with some fruit for Cottonball.
>Your own food, along with Ariana's are set aside.
"Come on sweetheart. You know what we have to do before anything else."
>"Yes sir." she replies dutifully as she follows close behind you.
 
"Alright sweetie, show me how it is today."
>Nodding, Ariana begins slowly sliding off the panties, ensuring you can see the soaked garment.
>Thick strings of her lust cling to the cloth, resisting her pull as a wave of her needy scent washes over you.
>Reaching forward, you slide a finger between one of the golden rings sealing her puffy, swollen vulva before giving it a light tug.
>She seems to release a breath you didn't know she was holding.
"You're a very mess child, Ariana."
>"I know, daddy." she says, a tinge of amusement shining through her frustration.
>Silently motioning towards the bed, she takes the hint, lying on her back as she waits.
>Despite her having easily three feet on you, it takes only the light motion to convince her to lift her legs straight up.
>There, jutting from her plump rear, is a glistening silver plug.
>Grasping the sapphire studded base, you give a light tug.
>She grunts and groans as her body resists, as always, the removal of the toy it has played host to for several years.
>Setting it aside, you grasp at the juice soaked fur matted on her thighs, reveling in the wet heat boiling up from her mound.
>"Dad, please? You know how empty it makes me feel."
>Smiling, you rub her pudgy belly before freeing you length.
>Your length easily slides into the gentle gape of her well trained ass.
>Seeking its lost fullness, her muscles clamp down like a vice, snuggly wrapping your cock despite the difference in size.
>Sighing in contentment, you begin making slow strokes into the surprisingly cozy hole.
>Your enormous daughter groans in frustration from the stimulation, but you do not relent, digging your fingers deeper into her need matted fur as your pace hastens.
>As her grunts begin to devolve into pained, half moans, you decide to step it up.
>Reaching out, you place a finger on her inflamed clit, already swollen by estrus, her stint of denial has left it a large, hard lump of excessively sensitive flesh.
 
>Ariana's body shudders at the contact.
>Even more sensitive than yesterday you muse to yourself. Fun.
>Gently rubbing the bundle of aching nerves, you follow the cues of her body, poking, prodding, pinching and pulling as needed.
>Always a delicate dance of winding her up before leaving her hanging.
>"D..dad! I'm gonna..gonna!" She rasps out as she finds herself dangling on the cusp.
"Don't." You bluntly order.
>Pulling aside, you now rub your finger in circles around the nub, careful to never actually touch it, serving as a reminder of how close relief actually is.
>The goats entire body tenses, readying for the orgasm that never comes, the clenching instead serving to bring yours closer.
>Lowering your ministrations, you take hold of the tip of the smooth sounding plug that allowed you to take the hole at a moments notice.
>Your devoted daughter turned girlfriend had opted to always make herself fully open for your needs, a little practice turning this otherwise ignored orifice into one that could accept you as readily as any other.
>You let her anticipation linger for another moment, as her body slowly backs from the peak.
>Once satisfied, you tug slightly, slowly freeing the thin, polished rod.
>Ariana's body arches ever so slightly, seeking to reinsert the escaping tool as she lets out faint, breathy moans.
>As the rod sits on the cusp of truly exiting, you hold it, drawing it out before finally slamming it back into the tender hole in a single motion.
>Your daughter goes stiff, her teeth gnashing as she endures being once more once more forced to stare on from the very brink of orgasm.
>Again and again, you repeat this action, tormenting her until sweat pours from her body and her claws have torn into the blanket.
>You'll have to do something about that if denial becomes a normal practice. You aren't made of money!
>Feeling your own orgasm coming on, you decide to get a final hurrah in.
 
>Setting the sound back deep inside a final time, you loop your finger through the middle chastity ring closing her sex, and pull.
>Rivulets of moisture free themselves as you tug.
>Her dusky sex, normally a flat, caged slit, has swollen and puffed up so severely under the mix of estrus and edging that her lips now bulge out from from around their golden prison.
>Lacking the ability, close as you are, to do much else, you opt to simply pull left and right.
>But it does the job.
>Ariana's puffed lips, lacking room enough to lay flat by far, slip and slide over each other as you pull, seeking space and releasing a seemingly endless font of juices from her folds.
>The pained grunts pulled from your less than gentle handling finally does it, pushing you over the edge.
>You unintentionally yank hard, pulling Ariana close to the edge again as your other hand digs deep into her thighs.
>Your balls constrict as they work, pumping a torrent of hot cum into your daughters bowels.
>She moans more than whines as she feels your paint her insides, doing her best to not go over the edge herself.
>As you come down, you pull your softening member from its warm confines with a wet shlick, before promptly replacing it with her plug.
>"Did...did you have fun, dad?" the gentle girl asks.
"Tons, Arie." you reply as you help her into a sitting position before giving her a gentle kiss on the lips.
>She give you a genuine smile, despite knowing she's surely got another edging session mere hours away, and who knows how many more over the rest of the week.
>"I'm happy you enjoyed it.
"Now, let's get cleaned up and eat before Firginia wakes up and eats everything again."
>She nods as you both make your way to the bathroom.