A bit afraid of these huge boar hogs I walk with the veiled woman to her home in the forest. A cut flagstone house, looking every bit as a castle. Yet as we approached many new animals joined the throng.
Bulls, cows, donkeys, horses both big and small, wolves, bears, lions, boars and sows, rams and ewes, lizards, snakes of great length, and many other strange creatures.
"My lady of the forest are these animals all yours? Can one have a farm and a zoo in this dark forest?"
She smiled at me, "Come Charles dinner is ready!"
As we entered the front door her group of gambolling animals stayed outside, quiet and passive. "Odd I thought to have so many animals of so many different types."
A table set for two, candles, cooled wine, and to one side of the room a fully king size bed.
"I'd think a gentlemen like yourself would care to wash up before dinner, said the lady behind her veil."
A wave of her hand shows me to where I can wash off the dust of the road. As I wash I looked around. A hot tub made out of white and blue marble, a sink to wash in, towels, but no jon!
I turned to walk out and stopped dead in my tracks. In the doorway stood a beautiful female satyr. Furry, fuzzy, horned, and completly without clothes.
"You are called to the mistress's table, or can I offer you some food?" Then her hand reached up and offered a wool covered breast.
I got the stiffest hard I ever, ever had. I longed to jump her and enjoy such a beauty of a beast.
"Oh Charles, Charles Levey, please come to dinner with me, called the lady to this house." I side stepped the satyress but in a flash she had her hand down my pants and stroked a manly hard. I stopped and looked down at her pouty face.
It took a second and she had my pants down and her mouth wrapped around my aching shaft. In absolute pleasure I stood, eyes closed, head back drinking in her touch.
"FOOL' YOU DAMNED FOOL, DARE MY WRATH DO YOU!"
I opened my eyes to see the face of anger. The lady of the house standing there with her chief guard. "Take her away for my pleasure, she ordered the guard." A guard, yet more bull than man he dragged the satyress crying by her horns down the marbled floor.
"My lady please, she enticed me as I was leaving to dine with you. Please, you must agree she is the first satyress I ever was near. She also was quick to disrobe me and her ability to bring on a man's sexual desire was...... Oh please forgive this moment of lust! I begged of her."
She turning walked toward the table of food and wine. Sitting down she offered me a chair with a wave of her hand.
I sat feeling ever so filled with sexual lust for the pretty satyress. The wine was poured and food tasted excellent. I filled my hunger as she bade me come to her large bed.
"Come tell me of your journey and where you hope to go tomorrow!"
As I rested upon her bed we talked of terror and Lee. How bad I felt he was lost to me as a friend. Hours went by as she consoled me and I fell under her spell.
The moon was a small slice as I stared up into the heavens above her bed. As time passed so did my semen into her. A man of the world I thought to myself. Then a noise.
"Pssst, psssst, come sir come, I have escaped the rath of the veiled lady." There in the garden was the satyress of any man's wildest dreams. "Come I will sneak you away from her, lest you join her boars' in the morning trough."
I walked out to her and she snuggled very close.
"Mr Levey, I was the daughter of my parents. We travelled to this forest for a week of hiking and fun. The lady caught me and I was made to a nymphomaniac satyress. My lust and sex are so strong I feel the need for sex and will accept any and all comer's!"
She started to breathe deeper and deeper till she actually panted. "Oh dear sir I need sex again, please take me, oh please, oh please!"
I stepped back a bit overpowered by the lust she showed and her tongue hanging out. A wild look in her eyes as if searching for any sexual member available.
Panting she told me of her parents both of which had a simular fate. "Daddy is one of those huge boars and the lady lets him mount twenty sows a day. My poor mother is a gray draft horse in her stable. I, I am this damned girl satyr who can't get enough sex into a twentyfour hour day."
I felt the reasonable need to escape less I learn to enjoy a pig trough at dinner. I took her hand and we ran out of the garden and down the path into the forest.
I can run very long and quite fast, but she on those goat legs and with hooves was always in the lead.
Run as we did, all night in spurts of speed till the morning sun came over a far hill. I sat down on a large rock. Huffing and puffing I said, "We must have run the better part of seven miles. I'm as tired
as if I were in a race!"
The satyress smiled, "Mistress have I done well?"
I looked behind me and there was the veiled lady on a huge Percheron horse. "Yes my dear you are released to your parents. The three of you may go home in peace."
I looked first at the satyress and then at the lady. "What of me, why am I here?"
"You dear Mr Charles Levey being in good sound health will be my new Percheron stud. A stallion at stud with tweleve fine mares, I will expect a lot over the next seven years. Mind' me if you fail a boar's life will be the life for you!"