Vin sat at the desk in her room, studying the charcoal copy of Kwaan's inscription. The dim candle light made it difficult to concentrate. She felt her mind swimming with the words on the page.
She shook her head trying to clear the tiredness. It seemed so pointless. She had been going through the text again and again, trying to find something of use.
There was a scratchy sound behind her. Turning, Vin found OreSeur walking back and forth across the room.
"You okay?" Vin asked.
OreSeur stopped to look at her. "Sorry mistress."
"I'm trying to concentrate, so if you don't mind I would appreciate a bit of quiet." Vin turned back to her reading.
It was clear that the problem was with the Deepness. The mists. But what was so dangerous about it? And how could they fight it?
OreSeur had picked up his pacing again. She turned back to the room, addressing the wolfhound.
"OreSeur what's going on? Why are you so angsty?"
"Nothing to worry about, mistress," OreSeur said. "Won't happen again." He sat back on his hunches.
"Oh come on, what's wrong?" Vin encouraged.
OreSeur hesitated for a moment. "It's this body…" He almost seemed to be blushing. "I am in heat."
"Oh…" Vin didn't know what to say. She had never thought of the effects a body could have on a kandra, even less so sexually. "Well, is there anything I can do to help?"
Vin got up from her chair and made her way over to where OreSeur sat. She sat down cross legged in front of his exposed crotch. There was a strong musk coming from her companion.
Tentatively Vin reached down to touch her wolfhound companion's sex. Slowly she started to massage the sheath. A moment later the red tip of OreSeur's shaft came poking out. The canine penis felt intensely warm in her hand.
She quickened her pace slightly, massaging along the growing member. OreSeur's breathing started quickening, light and breathy. Vin found it quite amusing. How she could do something so little and get such a strong reaction.
The vaney shaft had now grown to over six inches in her hands, the bottom wide with the round knot. She went even faster. The wolfhounds face above her, the smell of his breath heavy in her face. Still, the objective in front of her was more important.
"Mistress, I'm—" OreSeur pulsed in Vin's hand.
With no further warning OreSeur shot a thick rope from his tip. The liquid hit Vin's shirt with great force. The next shot landed at the crotch of her trousers. The final two spurts landed on the wooden floor.
Vin kept her grip on the tip of OreSeur's penis as he slowly came down from his orgasm. A slight trickle of semen ran down over Vin's hand.
"Wow…" Vin leaned back. "That was intense."
She brought her hand up to her face and examined the white fluid that stuck to it. She sniffed it. Then—without knowing why exactly—she licked her hand.
It was a bit salty, with a strong pungent aftertaste. It made her throat feel dry. It made her feel almost giddy, like alcohol.
Weird, she thought. Not too unpleasant, I guess.
She looked back up, finding OreSeur's flustered face. She looked back down to his crotch. His still fully erect penis.
"Hm. It's still so big." She looked down at the stains on her clothes. "And I'm all sticky."
"I'm sorry mistress, I did not know there would be so much."
"No it's okay. I'll just take these off for round two." She stood up, pulling her shirt over her head. She threw it into the corner of the room before pulling down her trousers and underwear. Those too she threw to the side.
The room felt suddenly cold in her nakedness. She shivered, though she wasn't sure if it was the cold or the thought of being exposed.
"Lay back," Vin said, sitting back down on her knees in front of OreSeur.
Vin took hold of the wolfhounds member once again, feeling its hardness. She began to stroke it again.
As she worked Vin's mind began to wander, thinking of the possibility of Elend—or really anyone—entering the room. Her sex began to burn at the thought. The erotisism of the situation had not quite hit her till now. It had seemed like the reasonable thing to do. Helping her companion get over his episode of heat.
Her absent stroking became more vigorous as her own excitement began to grow. What had been, just a moment ago, an action of praxis now felt so obviously intimate.
Suddenly it was as if the situation itself was guiding her movement. Without knowing what she was doing, or even that she was the one who did it, she leaned forward and opened her mouth.
The tip was warm against her tongue. Intensely so. Salty, a little bitter. Yet in the moment, immensely enjoyable.
Vin started moving her tongue around the penis, licking at the hole. She heard OreSeur huffing and moaning. He had not been ready for this new development.
As she grew more accustomed to the hotness of wolf-penins, she started to bob her head. She made it her goal to fit all of him.
Carefully she made her way down the shaft, one bit at a time. Soon the tip started tickling at her throat, stretching her mouth.
Still, she kept going.
"Are you sure about this, Mistress?" OreSeur breathed.
"I'm fine," she tried, although it sounded more like a muted gurgle.
Vin forced her way down further. Every inch she fit made her more excited. More wet.
She reached the swell of OreSeur's knot. The bulge pressing against the tip of her nose, the shaft widening her oesophagus.
Vin pulled off almost entirely. Keeping only the tip in her mouth. Steeling herself, she pushed forward faster than previously.
The knot pressed through her lips, filling her mouth.
She was filled with immense accomplishment. Her entire body shivering.
I did it, Vin didn't know why it made her feel so good. She was laying bent over herself with a giant rod pushed down her throat. And yet, there were few times she had felt so content.
After a moment her lungs started to protect. The wolfhound's sex had cut of her airsupply.
Vin tried to pull off, finding too firmly in place.
Panic filled her. The moment turned from one of bliss to a terror ridden nightmare.
She struggled, trying to force the lump past her jaw. Tears filled her eyes as she chipped for air.
After what felt like an agonising eternity, OreSeur finally seemed to realise that something was wrong. He pushed himself to a sitting position, struggling to keep upright. Trying to relax his member he wriggled to get free.
With a loud, wet pop OreSeur's penis came free. The sound was followed by a loud, desperate inhale from Vin.
Her chest heaved wildly. Her lungs burning from the prolonged lack of oxygen. She fell back on the wooden floor, coughing loudly.
Vin heard her pulse loud in her ears. Her upper body was red and hot. Despite the pain Vin felt a surge of pleasure from the stressful intensity.
"Vin, are you okay?" OreSeur had walked over to her, staring down at her dishevelled face.
"That was incredible!" Vin said, still coughing slightly. "I'm fine. I just won't go that deep again." She sat back up again.
OreSeur looked at her with a strangely human expression. His head turned to the side, brow furrowed in confusion. Vin patted the floor where OreSeur had laid a moment earlier.
Still hesitant, the OreSeur moved back to his spot in front of Vin. He laid back down on his back, his paws in the air.
Vin bent back down, once again taking OreSeur's tip into her mouth. Careful this time, let's go slow, she thought.
Her back ached as she bent forward, her throat protesting as she let the penis back in. Still she didn't want to burn pewter. She wanted to feel the pain. It was another challenge to overcome. Besides, she didn't have any metals in her at the moment.
Within moments she was bobbing her head fervently again. Her wolfhound's penis pressed against the sides of her throat as she pushed down. The warmth comforting once more.
Vin felt the penis twitch within her mouth as she pulled up.
"Mistress Vin, it's here…"
Vin braced herself as OreSeur filled her. Two shots hit the back of her throat, pooling in her mouth, before she managed to pull off. The next rope hit her forehead, landing in her hair. A fourth one hitting her chin and chest. A few spurts landed on the floor before the wolfhound's orgasm ended in a drizzle.
Vin sat back in astonishment. She had never felt so worked up in her entire life. Her thighs were burning. The places on her body where the semen had landed felt in themselves like pleasure points. The feeling of hot liquid in her mouth made her head spin.
She revelled in the moment. Despite the pains, despite the less than pleasant taste filling her senses. Wanting it never to end.
She moved her toung through the pool of sperm before slowly swallowing it all. Her throat stung.
"I should have warned you, mistress. I'm sorry." OreSeur sat back up, his face apologetic.
"It's fine OreSeur. I'm fine." Vin gave him a smile. "But I am a bit concerned that that still didn't work."
OreSeur's penis was still at full mast. Softer, but still erect.
"Do you know anything else that might work? I mean except… the real thing…"
OreSeur developed a deep blush. "Well… There is one thing." He looked down, seemingly ashamed of what he was about to propose. "We could use your butt."
Vin bit her lip, tasting a bit of semen there. The wolfhound's suggestion seemed so simple. Yet so vulgar.
I guess it can't be that bad, she thought.
"If that's what it would take," she said. "I guess we could give it a try." It felt like it should have been harder to accept the idea. She should have protested the suggestion. But her excitement and curiosity seemed to be making the decisions for her.
"Are you sure?" OreSeur said. "I would not—"
There was a knock on the door.
"Vin, are you there?" Elends voice.
Vin gave OreSeur a panicked look. She stood up, the aches in her body making themselves known again as it was stretched out. She looked around the room, trying to find a place to hide.
Her eyes landed on the window. "OreSeur, quick! The window," whispered.
Vin sprinted toward the window, grabbing a vial of metals on her way. Quietly unhinging the shutter, she downed the metals and leaped out as OreSeur klung on to her back.
She burned pewter, grabbing onto the window sill. She felt her muscles burning. Even despite the added strength she was tired from their earlier activities.
A moment later the door to her room opened and Elend stepped in. There was another person with him.
"She is not here, it seems," Sazed said in his calm voice.
Vin felt her heart thumping in her chest. That was close.
She worried about the stains they had left on the floor. Would they notice the liquid soaking into the wood boards? If they did, would they know what it was?
Sazed probably would, she thought. Would he say anything?
Trying to calm her mind she looked out away from the wall she clung to. The city of Luthadel stretching out below her.
She became aware of the predickament she had put herself in. She had hidden from Sazed and Elend, but was instead exposed to the whole city.
Sure, it was dark and the mists would impede visibility. Still if someone looked up, what would they think? The Heir of the Survivor hanging naked from keep venture, her wolfhound clinging to her back.
The thought made her suddenly aroused once more. Fluid running down along her inner thigh.
"Could have sworn I heard her here a moment ago," Elend said.
"Best we finish that ledger while we wait for her return. She is not far away, I think."
Vin breathed out as she heard the door close. Quietly they climbed back into the room.
"So…" Vin said. "How do we do this, then?"
OreSeur looked up at her. He seemed surprised that she still wanted to continue. "Hm. Get down on your hands and knees."
She followed his instructions, kneeling down and placing her hands in front of her.
She felt a little silly, standing naked with her butt raised in the air.
OreSeur gave a huff as he hopped up to place his front paws on her back. His claws caught her skin. Once again the pain felt thrilling.
"It's… A bit hard to find the entrance," OreSeur said awkwardly.
Turned her head, reaching her arm back to pull her left cheek to the side.
OreSeur hesitated for another moment
"Ready?" he asked.
"Ready!"
The wolfhound penis pressed against Vins cheeks, pushing to enter her rear. It was painful. More so than she had expected.
Instinctively she burned the pewter still in her stomach. As she did, she remembered the other metals she had swallowed.
The pain of the hard shaft forcing its way into her rear end was quickly replaced by immense pleasure as she started burning tin. Had it not been for the pewter, her arms would have collapsed from the newfound sensations.
OreSeur pressed on until the start of the knot bumped against her entrance. Vin had never felt so full. So completely stuffed.
He started pulling back out, edging his tip to the very rim, before pressing back in. With each inward push he picked up his pace. Slowly speeding up until he was thrusting steadily.
Vin swayd on her arms every time he pushed forward. Her breath leaving her in quick gasps. Such pleasure had never been a possibility even in her dreams. Especially not from sex. The act had always been inherently connected with danger to her mind.
Her tin-enhanced senses were overwhelmed by the rhythmic push and pull on her insides. Her bowels straining with the movement.
Vin heard herself moaning. It surprised her, both in its loudness and its sincere neediness. She realised how intensely she now needed this.
OreSeur was groaning above her. "It's coming," he huffed.
"Yes!" Vin whispered, as her breath was once again pushed out of her.
She felt the member twitch within her. Just then her pewter burned out.
She was hit by a blast of pain, and then a wave of pleasure, greater than she had ever felt before, as she hit her climax. A torrent of liquid washing down her thighs.
A hot spike hit within her stomach as OreSeur ejaculated. Vin's entire body shuddered as her—no longer pewter-enhanced—arms gave out under her.
She fell forward, crying out as her face hit the floor hard.
OreSeur fumbled behind her. Vin's movement pulled him out of her. His member continued its erupting, the semen covering Vin's, still raised, rear cheeks.
Vin tried to catch her breath, her chest heaving. Her face stung from hitting the floor. She clenched her eyes, OreSeur's seed running down her rear, pooling in the curve of her back making her shudder.
Her senses were overwhelmed. She had never experienced anything like the overwhelming conflict her body and emotions were going through.
Vin lay still, slowly coming down from the aftermath of her orgasm. After several minutes she finally got her breathing back under control. The pains and pleasures of her pounding leave her body.
Still the feelings lingered. She continues burning her tin, not willing to give up the sensitivity it gave her body. The tender juxtaposition of the hurt and delight enhancing her emotions.
Vin opened her eyes, still lying with her butt raised toward the ceiling. Once again she found a strange delight in the thought of her position. Naked in the middle of her room. Her most intimate parts on display. Her wolfhound companions hot, white seed covering her body.
"OreSeur," she whispered. "You still there?" She couldn't make herself turn around.
"I'm here, mistress." She could hear the exhaustion in his voice. "Just need to recover a bit."
Vin stayed in her position. It was by no means comfortable, but she couldn't bring herself to move. As if her body had decided to settle in, she felt like this was the most natural way to lay down.
Once again she thought through what they had just done. Playing out the scene in her mind. She couldn't believe what had happened. Couldn't believe she had never tried it before.
She gave a deep sigh before speaking up again. "Do you think you can do it again?" she said.
Looking behind her through her legs, she was greeted by a bright red rod standing high from OreSeur's furred crotch. She felt her cheeks move into a wide smile.
"I'll manage, mistress!" OreSeur responded before moving forward to press his penis against Vin's semen-leaking butthole. OreSeur placed his forepaws on either side of Vin, before thrusting into her waiting opening.
Once again Vin's anal cavity was being streached to its limits. The warm throbbing member pushing and prodding. Her rear ached from the first round and, with her tin-enhanced senses, the friction burned.
OreSeur seemed even more eager now. His thrusts more violent. Vin could barely keep up as her wolfhound pounded into her. She could feel the tiny grooves in the wooden floorboards as her face was pressed against it.
OreSeur pressed further than before, making Vin take the full size of his knot into her rear hole. The intense stretching made Vin moan loudly, her voice high and shrill.
Vin felt herself hit her limit, her pleasure reaching its peak. Her orifice made an attempt to clamp down on the enfading flesh as she orgasmed. Her thighs once again became drenched in her fluids.
The world around her disappeared from her mind as she rode out the euphoric waves of pleasure taking over her body. Her entire body was sensitive to the point of ecstasy.
OreSeur kept thrusting despite Vin's spasms, keeping a steady pace as he pleasured himself inside her.
Vin slowly came back to reality, feeling the pressing of the wolfhound behind her. Despite just having climaxed, she could already feel her body building up to another pleasure-explosion.
As she started to take in everything around her again, she heard herself whimpering as her body was rocked back and forth.
Did I scream when I orgasmed? Vin thought. Did someone hear? The thought terrified her. She felt chills down her spine while her body flushed an even deeper red..
Her fear was quickly drowned out as the ride continued. She heard OreSeurs breathing getting more strained along the growing of her own excitement. Her arousal grew further at the thought of the hot sperm flowing into her once again.
Just as the thought came to her, OreSeur seemed to reach his limit. His penis pulsed once again within Vin, the hot spray folding her depths. This time OreSeur kept up his motion. With the knot securing him into place he continued thrusting hard into his master as he spilled himself inside her.
As Vin felt her belly fill with warmth she moaned out in tandem with her wolfhound's loud groans. She panted in need of air, so close to her climax, yet not quite reaching it.
OreSeur gave another grunt as he collapsed onto Vin's back, his energy exhausted. Vin felt his warm furr pressing against her, his hot breath on her neck.
The motion made Vin slide forward, her hips falling to the floor. With the impact OreSeur was pushed into her one final time. This finally brought Vin over the edge.
She screamed out as her body convulsed. Her sex, already hard-worked from her first orgasm, twitched and spasmd as it sprayed across the floor below her.
Vin laid still, feeling the exhaustion come over her in full force. Her entire body was warm and flush, covered in sweat and semen. Slowly darkness crept over her, sleep filling her mind.
Content. Fulfilled. Satiated.
