Date: Wed, 7 Sep 2022 17:44:55 -0500 From: C Bruce Turner Subject: Trans Twins Chapter Twenty Trans Twins Chapter Twenty Please remember that Nifty survives on your donations! He didn't have to wait long for the Prince to uncurl his tongue from the place it lay at rest. He would have been looking between his legs to see what was coming but he knew how good the man could make him feel. Before he ever felt the wet muscle touch his asshole he could feel the heat making him shrink and twitch. If anyone had asked before they started their date how he wanted the night to end he couldn't have told them any better than Terry was slowly delivering. He had experienced big cocks, Centaur, a fist, and a tongue that was nearly as large as his forearm but the hot, thick and long Tezan tongue was the best thing he had ever experienced in his fairly new to being fucked asshole. His entire body shook as if he was breaking a fever, he loved what was happening to him and would have gladly stayed on his knees for Terry the rest of the night. His mind slipped to Pierre, he found himself comparing the length and thickness of the tongue currently fucking him with Pierre's wonderful cock. He allowed the physical sensations flow from Terry's tongue through his body making his cock leak a constant flow of pre-cum, his nipples stand erect and painful and his face flush a bright purple. "Leave us alone." Terry had withdrawn his tongue long enough to speak to the intruders but was as involved in their pleasure as Tristan and quickly returned his tongue into the human's asshole throbbing and running it in and out. Tristan was moaning so loudly that he didn't hear the intruders telling the Prince that he was required on Tepocah or that the King had been assassinated along with all of his legitimate sons and daughters. It took the Prince a minute to register what the palace guards were telling him, once the news registered he had what looked like the youngest member of the guard slap a Ramlk on Tristan's arm. "Bring him with us." The Prince was provided with a government robe that signified he was now part of the ruling class of Tepocah. Still naked Tristan was dragged along by two of the large palace guards, they were at least twice the size of the Prince weighing close to three hundred and fifty pounds each. When he assessed the situation to see if he could escape he realized that neither of the Tezans that had their hands on him had any fat, they were a huge mass of muscle following the Prince's orders. "Tristan, don't bother trying to transition, the Ramlk will prevent you from doing even one transition. Once we are at the palace in Tepocah I will have a specialist adjust the Ramlk so that you will be able to transition into the mature woman that you say is a necessity for you to give birth. "I want you to be my Quean but until then you will serve as a slave, primarily sexually but we will see what else you will be good at doing." Tristan didn't want to serve either as a Quean or a slave and attempted to protest. As soon as the Prince, soon to be King, waved him quiet the same guard that had slapped the Ramlk on his arm taped a flesh colored ball in his mouth. They were almost out of the Princess' Palace when another guard slapped a red Ramlk on his other arm. "That should keep the kit quiet." Although Tristan hadn't said anything it was obvious watching his stomach that the fetus were clawing at him likely trying to escape slavery. Seconds after the second Ramlk was on they entered a Flovian sphere where he sat silently on the floor between Terry's legs, his head held between the strong thighs. He thought his mind and body were betraying him, he wanted to lay his head on the cock and balls so he could luxuriate in the strength and scent of the man that had taken charge of him. The portal that had been promised opened up for the Flovian ship allowing what would have been a month long trip two days earlier to take a mere hour. Tristan tried to remember if there had been a clause or regulation in the agreement creating the Intergalipol that referred to the possible kidnapping of an agent. Would the agency attempt to rescue him? Could his Brother sense what was wrong? "Tristan, you will be under the care and instruction of the family tutor for the next few days. To be my Quean you will need to know more about Tepocah than you do presently, there will be lessons on courtly manners, politics and whatever else Randolo determines you don't know well enough to be an asset to my court. "Until I tell you otherwise sex will only be between you and I. I'm sorry for your need to have variety but for now the only variety will be either my tongue, fingers or cock in your ass. For now you belong to me." Tristan wanted to remind him of the buzzer that would sound to tell him had needed to empty his balls but the ball gag didn't allow him to speak. Terry had seemed to forget about his need. The guard that had slapped the first Ramlk on his arm fastened a metal collar around his neck and lead him from the landing pad to a rear entrance of the palace up a long winding staircase that ended on the fourth story in a daintily appointed library. The anger had been building since they had been interrupted and the Prince had withdrawn his tongue from his burning asshole. How dare they think he would be willing to live the life of a royal slave even if he would be the King to be's Quean. He was a free man from a free planet that didn't recognize slavery except for a few people that had been held all their lives in the Mideast. "Golard, I need a blow job. Remind the Prince that my buzzer has gone off." He didn't know what Terry would do, would he be able to break away from official business long enough to take care of business or would he send one of his lackeys to suck his cock? "Go!." The guard was hesitant to leave him alone with the tutor but after a few seconds returned to the Prince. Tristan was upset with the Prince so he hoped that he gave Golard the order to suck him, the boy was an almost perfect specimen of Tezan masculinity. Any other time he would have been willing to spread his legs and open his asshole for the boy, he hadn't gotten a look at the guard's cock but if it matched his body it would certainly satisfy any need he had at the time. 'Danger.' All three of the kit were warning him that something was wrong. He assumed they felt his reluctance to serve as a slave so he didn't pay them much attention, he did look around to see if there were still some of the assassins possibly waiting for the Prince or he. He had been trying to listen to the tutor explain what he thought the human would need to learn before his first appearance beside the Prince in two days when he would be crowned King. When he had first seen the tutor he had thought he was a nice older man that, yes, might be kind and fair, how wrong he was. After his first misstep in royal protocol the tutor waved in his assistant who carried a bult, something Tristan had never seen, the tutor grabbed him by the arm pulling him over a stand that was in the center of the room. The assistant slapped the bult on Tristan's back, the upper part of the strange contraption grabbed his sides while the lower part spread his butt cheeks and inserted a cold metal plug into his asshole. When ordered to stand Tristan found he was unable to bend his back or his hips, the freezing metal had made his balls contract and his dick shrink. The reaction he had least expected was the heavy flow of milk from both of his nipples. He didn't know if he should be embarrassed or proud of the fact he would be able to feed the kit. "Yes, that looks more the way a new King's Quean should appear, I will suggest he has you placed in a bult every time you are to be seen in public. You will also remain in the bult during all of your classes." The bult was comfortable except for the metal rod in his ass, he hoped he could convince Terry to modify the bult or not have him wear it. "Randolo, you are to head down to the council room. The Prince wants to tell you something about this man." Tristan could feel that same marvelous heat that Terry exuded as Golard took his hand and lead him through a door to a more private room overlooking a garden filled with statues. The only furniture in the room was a kneeling bench perpendicular to the window that allowed him to see some of Tepocah's volcanoes erupting not far in the distance. Due to the lights in the palace he had not known what time of day it was so the setting sun didn't help once he remembered that it only shined three hours every day. Golard removed the second Ramlk before sinking onto the kneeling bench. The warm breath he blew on Tristan's cock and balls reversed the shrinkage, Tristan's balls dropped in their sac and the cock grew from the nub that had been showing to its soft length and as Golard blew more warm air up and down the shaft stiffened enough that the tip reached the guard's lips. Tristan sighed as Goddard react by taking the tip of his cock between his lips, he went down onto the burning cock that automatically stretched out his lips and tongue until it was caressing his balls. He was enjoying both the mouth and the tongue, although it wasn't as thick or long as the Prince's, he hoped Terry had given the guard permission to lick his asshole as well as suck his cock. While Golard sucked and licked his balls Tristan was completely under the spell of the guard and forgot about having his ass licked as the cum built up in his balls. "We want cum. We need to have some to drink!" It had been more than a day since the kit had either had cum to bathe in or drink. He told them to settle down, they would need to wait until the Prince was willing to either stick his cock in Tristan's mouth or ass. He wasn't ready to anger the Tezan Prince until he knew more about his status on Tepocah. They whined but settled as far down as possible, deep enough they would feel their Mother/Father orgasming. "Please forgive me. This is the first time I have ever had a cock in my mouth. I hope I can please you, the Prince told me not to worry that he was sure you would be ready to shoot your sperm down my throat. Does that mean I have to swallow whatever you shoot in me?" It was amazing that he could speak with Tristan's cock still between his lips. "Yes, all of my cum. And piss if I need to urinate." He had no idea what the Tezan's reaction to that might be. He was ready for him to be grossed out and throw a fit but without Alex being there to drink he thought he would need to find another willing receptacle, he didn't think Terry would be the one to willing drink his piss. It was the first time he heard the kit giggling at anything he said. "I know I am not doing well. You are not getting harder, throbbing or leaking pre-cum, would you prefer to fuck my ass?" Tristan wasn't sure he had heard the guard right, had he offered his ass? Tristan couldn't resist. He had always preferred to fuck over being sucked, he thought of the heat of a Tezan's tongue and hoped his asshole would be just as hot if not hotter. "Golard, are you able to shift into a Fairy?" He hadn't had the chance to fuck Terry's Fairy form, what he had hoped for from the moment he saw the Prince shift. He hoped that the guard would be as fantastic as the Prince, it was a chance of a lifetime that he had wanted since he was a child reading fantasy books. The guard moved away from the window that Tristan had been looking out earlier, he let the Quean know that he could not be seen transitioning from his guard's uniform to his Fairy form. The transition only took a few seconds, standing across the small room was a brilliant Fairy that was as beautiful as the Prince although just a bit smaller. Golard handed a blob of grease to Tristan and without a word turned so his ass was facing the human. Every thing that Golard had said was not happening to Tristan's cock was now happening, so much so that he doubted if he would need to grease his cock, he was wet from the tip to his balls. He was disappointed that the Fairy's ass was not as hot as the Tezan guard's mouth and tongue, it took extra effort to plunge even one finger into the Fairy's tight asshole. Using almost all of the grease he worked three fingers into Golard. The young guard moaned that it was the first time that anything had ever been pushed into his asshole although he never complained that he was in pain or that the fingers had filled him to the point of ripping him open. Tristan wasn't certain but he thought the young guard might just be enjoying having his asshole played with. Once he pulled his finger out Tristan pulled one of the Fairy's hands down onto his cock while he reached around with the other hand and ran his fingers over the Fairy's chest and down to his balls. Balls that were the smallest of any species he had ever touched, even Aioles would be ashamed to show balls that small. Golard's Fairy cock was surprising long considering the size of his balls, Tristan was amazed that it was no thicker than his finger. Running his hand over the stick like cock he wondered what it would feel like inside of him but knew that would anger the Prince; would Terry's Fairy be like that, too? "Okay, you are lined up with my cock, its time that you push back to let me in." Moving the Fairy around had taken Tristan no effort, he was close to cumming without even filling the Fairy's asshole. It was a strain but he managed not to cum while the Fairy pushed back and gently began to rub his butt against his pelvis. He loved every moment of the preview, he couldn't wait any longer. "Golard, relax. Its time for me to take over." He was holding onto the Fairy by his hips, that kept Golard in the air with no way to prevent Tristan from battering his asshole. Tristan first started fucking the Fairy slowly so they were both able to enjoy the long strokes of the thick hard cock. After only a few strokes and hitting his balls under the Fairy he began to stroke harder remembering that he was being held prisoner and trained to become a slave. Soon Golard was squealing that the human's cock was too much for him. Tristan didn't pay any attention to the complaint, he was going to batter the Fairy until he had no more cum in his balls. The kit urged him on, telling him to fuck the Fairy harder. Golard was gradually falling limp. Tristan didn't care, he was going to give the Fairy every drop of cum he had. Golard spattered the floor with a single drop of gold as Tristan began unloading his cum in his ass. The Fairy passed out as Tristan flooded his ass with human cum. Still buried in the Fairy his cock very slowly receded to normal, part of him wished he could fuck the Fairy again but knew he should start building up a reservoir of cum. It was the first chance he had to escape from the guards and tutor, looking down on the Fairy that had fainted at the touch of cum in his ass he chose to release all the piss he had built up over the time since he had been told he was a slave. Until that moment he had always only pissed in mouths, always with the consent of his partner never as an act of anger. Golard woke under the stream shining twice as brightly as he had first appeared to Tristan. As shocked as Tristan was at the glow that the Fairy had Golard was even more so, it was twice as bright as he had ever seen one of his kind shine so he flew out the door to find the tutor to learn what was happening. Everything happened at once. Tristan had sat on the kneeling bench, Golard and the tutor rushed back into the room and mere seconds later three Tezan scientists followed them. The tutor and the scientists were barking questions at him so rapid fire that he was unable to answer anyone. Golard had not shifted back to his natural Tezan form, Tristan stared at him in amazement thinking how much he had enjoyed fucking the Fairy and how he would like to push his cock in the tight ass again. He waved his erection at the Fairy anytime he didn't think the others in the room were watching. "Golard go to the bottom of the stairs and please have the Major in charge of your guard unit send as many guards as he thinks necessary to haul the human to our laboratory at the Far Galaxy Observatory. We'll need you to come with us, too." By the time Golard returned from finding the required guards he was losing some of his brilliance. Tristan wanted to offer him another chance to suck his cock or get fucked and pissed on when he realized that his piss was what was changing Golard just as it had Alex. He decided to wait until they were in the laboratory to tell the scientists what he was thinking and his previous experience with Alex. Why was it only alien species that seemed to react? He had fed and showered humans without any reaction. He wondered if being pregnant with the Sphinx had caused any significant change in his bodily fluids before he remembered that Alex was already shining when the Sphinx impregnated him. He had a difficult time believing that he was the first human to indulge himself in watersports with an alien. That led him to going over every possible difference until the idea that he was a shape shifter and possibly the first human shape shifter that had ever unloaded his cock in an alien. When he thought back to the first times he and his twin had sex with the Flovian he remembered that they Flovian hadn't shown brightly after swallowing cum. He doubted Reynod had ever been the pisser with anyone, more likely he would have let them piss on his head or cock. "WHAT IS HAPPENING HERE?" The Prince stormed into the laboratory followed by ten or twelve of his private guards. Tristan didn't know whether he should be glad to see him or not. One of the scientists pushed Golard between the Prince and them. "I've seen Fairies all my life, why do you think I want to have this one stuck in my face?" Golard had almost faded to his normal brightness so it was understandable that the Prince didn't notice any thing different. The three scientists all attempted to explain at the same time that they had Tristan dragged to their laboratory to learn why Golard had reacted to having sex with him by going brighter than normal. The Prince barely thought about their comment before he ordered two of his guards to return Tristan to the library/tutoring room. Then the scientists protested that they needed to learn what had occurred between Tristan and Golard that caused the Fairy to shine so brightly. The Prince exploded, he let them know that they had no right to touch his Quean without his permission. They had thought that because Tristan was a human not a Tezan that they would be permitted to treat him like a scientific curiosity. The Prince nearly threw a royal fit, he had his guards take the three scientists to a prison that held the rebels. Golard was finally able to shift back to his Tezan self, he stood before the Prince without his uniform trying to explain all that had occurred between Tristan and he. Terry wasn't pleased that the guard had taken advantage of his time with his Quean to not only be fucked but bathed in his piss. The scientists had removed both Ramlks from Tristan's arms. Walking back to the tutors room he thought about what transition would benefit him most. He was sure some of the transitions he had learned would stop the Prince from thinking of him as his slave but he wanted to learn how to escape Tepocah as well as the Prince but only after he had the Prince finish what they had been interrupted doing by the guards that had dragged them to Tepocah to become the King and Quean, without the Ramlk he once more was thinking of the Prince sexually and lusting after his tongue. At the base of the stairs Tristan remembered that he hadn't been practicing the shift to a mature woman because the kit woke and were bouncing around. They weren't trying to communicate with him but he knew the best way to settle them other than swallowing cum was to expand the womb the woman had. Surprised at the shifting being in between them the guards stepped back still pointing their weapons at the female that had appeared. Tristan didn't speak to the guards, silently he began climbing the long staircase to the Tutor's room. He would have run up the stairs but didn't want his guards to know that he had that much physical ability. If he escaped he hoped it would be a shock. He hadn't seen the beings that had created the portal that had brought them from the Princess's palace to the King's palace on Tepocah. That would be the being that he thought would be the best to shift into for an attempted escape, he would need to use the portal to return to Chiron's farm and then to the Equality for the trip to Earth. Tristan slowly climbed the four flights of stairs while silently communicating to the kit that they needed to be calm while he tried to find a way to escape. "Danger! Danger! Danger!" each of the kit blasted Tristan with the warning when he stepped into the tutor's library. All he saw when he stepped into the room was the tutor. He went to say hello when the tutor turned and Tristan saw that he had been speaking with a small green alien that seemed to fit the stories he had heard of little green men visiting Earth in flying saucers throughout the ages. The tutor hadn't seen him as a woman so he was as surprised as Tristan at seeing the alien that was introduced as the guardian of the portal. Alarmed at what he was seeing Tristan held back from a proper greeting until the idea he would need to touch the being to transition into one like him pressed him forward. He then asked the tutor for a moment alone in the room off to the side, he transitioned back into a human and wrapped the kilt around his waist. Before he returned to speak with the tutor and the green alien he reminded himself that he was a member of the Intergalipol and should gather what information he could about the alien and the portal. The first thing he had found interesting about the alien was that he didn't seem to be wearing any clothing but no distinguishing marks said whether he was male or female. That made him rethink the promise he had made himself when he agreed to become a member of the Inter-galactic force, if they weren't either male or female he may skip them on his tour of sex around the Milky Way. The soft lips and tongue in the man's mouth had him wondering if that was the only way for them to have sex with a man. "We have been examining his kind for thousands of their years. That is one of the reasons that it has taken so long for us to export the Portal to this arm of the Milky Way. When we first made an agreement to install the portal we thought the only problem left was making it large enough for the giants. Working with them was difficult, first they wanted to be able to use the portal, when they learned we would be attempting to allow humans to use it also, they refused to work with us any longer. They were even more upset that the Centaurs had laid claim to a station. Designing the portal so that it did not crush the humans became a nightmare, we often had to kidnap a specimen from Earth to test the portal, it wasn't until recently that Earth was willing to send us test subjects, none of them looked this healthy. Tristan was soon taken from the Tutor's quarters to the Prince's. He had almost needed to lunge at the little green man to touch him but he managed it without causing a scene. Now he had another possible way of escaping the planet and slavery, however he knew he would need to learn how the portal operated before he attempted a shift that would allow him to mimic the guardian. "Terry, you look like you aged ten years since last night!" He had a difficult time believing he had been at Annabella's Place the previous evening and was now light years away. He castigated himself for thinking it, he no longer felt the desire for the Prince's tongue seeing how old he now looked. "It was a rough night and day." The Prince didn't seem willing to wait for Tristan to join him, he grabbed his kilt and tore it off. "That looks better. Now get in the bed, I want your cock and ass." Tristan was knocked off balance and fell spread eagle on the Prince's octagonal bed. The Tezan's heat soon had his cock erect and his asshole grasping at the air. The tutor had explained to him that he was no longer to tell the Prince what he wanted, that didn't matter to him he couldn't wait for the hot, long, thick tongue to push into his asshole; punish him if he felt the need. He flipped over on his stomach and pushed up onto his knees as much as he could to present his ass to the Prince. "I've been waiting since we left for dinner last night, get your tongue in me." No one other than Tristan knew that the Prince enjoyed being treated as a subordinate in the bedroom. He had told some of his partners over the years what they needed to do to please him, he had practice ordering a partner around, Reynod had wanted him to treat him that way since the first time Tristan fucked him. Recently he had to teach Alex what he wanted, the Enlil had accepted being ordered to suck cock and lick ass and drink piss, If Alex wasn't to be there Terry was going to learn exactly what Tristan was going to expect even if he was the slave in the palace. It hadn't been that long since Golard had sucked his cock and let him fuck him as a Fairy, still the hot tongue in his ass was making him leak a tremendous amount of pre-cum. He thought back to fucking the Fairy earlier, he wondered if he could order the Prince to shift into a Fairy, he was ready to fuck again. The hot tongue felt extremely good especially when he thought about the bult on his back and the cold rod that had been in his ass. Tristan's hope for an after fuck talk didn't happen. The Prince had been worn out between being fucked, a day that had started the previous morning and the stress of being a new ruler of a planet still in revolt. They slept for ten hours, when he woke Tristan first thought the Prince was running his tongue in and out of him until he realized the Tezan was on his back and it was his cock running in and out of him, it was a thick and hot as his tongue not like Golard's. He had never enjoyed being fucked before he had been awake long enough to do the morning basics but the Prince made him forget about what he needed to do driving him from one corner of the bed to the next. After ten minutes or more he flipped Tristan on his back and running his cock into the human's prostrate had him spouting cum everywhere in the room. The Prince did not treat him like a slave or at least what Tristan thought slaves would be treated like on the planet. Golard served them breakfast in bed, he must have been watching them have sex because he entered the room as soon as the Prince withdrew his cock and Tristan lay down. Tristan had been wanting coffee since they left the restaurant the previous evening so seeing a carafe of the hot liquid he was ready to kiss the guard's feet. If he had known that the guard would respond by doing anything he requested he would have been happy to do it even with the Prince watching, neither the Prince nor the guard had worn shoes of any kind that he had seen, their longer than human toes excited him. Terry was not treating the guard well, he had snapped his fingers and pointed to the floor on Tristan's side of the bed where Golard knelt while the Prince and his Quean ate what he had brought them. Over breakfast they discussed the buzzer that had woke them in the middle of the night, Terry seemed to understand his need to empty his balls regularly although he told Tristan that he would not be able to get away from official duties until late that evening. They agreed that Golard would be the receptacle for Tristan's needs whether emptying his balls or his bladder, hearing the last part Golard smiled brightly at his new Quean. "Unless you don't mind me fucking his Fairy ass he is going to need to learn how to suck cock much better." "Either is fine, as long as you soak him in your piss at least once during the day and again before returning to our quarters. I want you to think of them as ours and him as your pet. If you prefer he is at your side as a Fairy that is fine although I doubt he will be able to eat you ass as well as he can the way he is right now. "He is no longer your primary guard. I bought him from his family yesterday after I saw him shining so brightly. There are a few collars in those drawers by the door, chose whichever you want. The ones with bubbles go with the controls, they will shock him if he doesn't do what you want. Since he is your slave you don't need my permission to have him do whatever it is that you need, you may hurt him but don't kill him; if you kill a slave the family can demand your service for the amount of time you owned him. "Is there anything you will refuse your Quean?" "No, my King. I will do anything he wants." "Tristan, he means that. He may never have done it before but as a slave he knows that his existence depends on your pleasure. It would be good if he were able to shine as brightly as he did last night, that way everyone will know he belongs to you." "Terry, off to the side for a moment." He whispered in his Prince's ear, "Will he always cum one drop of gold?" "If Fairies cum gold it means they are experiencing new emotions so I doubt he will cum gold again." Tristan frowned, he had hoped that the Fairy, Golard, would always cum a drop of gold after being fucked. "I will join you for dinner, have the tutor bring you to the King's hall." The Prince left after telling Golard to keep the Quean's asshole clean in and out. Tristan was glad to hear that the Prince was still thinking of his asshole after dumping his cum in him, he was ready to get the slave to eat the Prince's cum. They returned to the tutor's rooms after Golard cleaned the cum out of his new master's asshole. He seemed happy to be with the Quean although some of the guards laughed at him for not wearing anything other than a dainty collar that Tristan thought showed up good against his tan skin. Before he started his morning lessons he pointed at his feet and instantly Golard raised them one by one to clean them off top, bottom and between the toes where he spent the most time. If this was the type of present he could expect from the Prince he may just not try to escape. Shortly after the tutor and student enjoyed their mid-day meal the little green man came back to the room to ask about side-effects from using the portal. "I didn't notice any effects yesterday. Today, every time I stand I need to urinate. It has not been just a little either." "Has there been any blood visible in your urine?" He wasn't sure how to answer the little green man, Golard had been drinking his piss every time he needed to go so he hadn't actually seen it. "I'll look the next time." "Please let me know. There have been some side effects with the test subjects, not everyone is able to use the Portal without damaging their kidneys." The next time that Tristan needed his balls emptied he had Golard shift to a Fairy and suck his cock. His young slave was getting the idea of what he needed to do, he spent half of the time he was sucking the Quean's cock with his tongue washing his balls and asshole. After enough time passed and the tutor was calling for him Tristan grabbed the Fairy by his head and fucked his cock deep into his throat before shooting a full load on his long tongue coating it from tip to where it was connected to his throat. "Don't shift back. I'm going to piss all over you before we head to the King's hall." Golard didn't know how to react. He had been told that Tristan had covered him in piss after he fucked his Fairy form the day before but he wasn't going to be passed out unless his Quean fucked him again. He fought with the tutor about how he was to dress in public, Tristan refused to appear like a woman even though he was pregnant. He preferred to wear a kilt or a toga even if they were not fashionable in Tepocah. "It's good that the Fairies don't wear any clothing. You have a sweet tight butt that makes me hard every time I see it move. Come here, I want to put my fingers in you." Although he had fucked the Fairy his asshole was still tight enough that he had to push hard to get his finger to slide in the Fairy. "Do you like that? Or would you like my cock better?" Golard found it difficult to tell his new master that he liked having his cock in his ass. He was panting by the time he was able to get it out, he knew his parents would be ashamed to hear him even though they were the ones that had benefited from selling him into slavery. Just because he was a slave didn't mean that he was supposed to enjoy what his master did to him and telling him that he preferred his cock would have been enough for them to remove him from the family will. "Sire, what have you done to our son?" Golard's family had been invited to meet Tristan, it was a custom when a family sold off one of the children. They had seen Golard's Fairy but never shining this bright. They had no idea what had happened although Golard's mother had an idea that it was connected to regular sex.