Seed Slave No. 059

"Daddy! Come play with us! Come play! We'll have ever so much fun!" My foals ran to me eldest daughter leading the pack, I picked her up and twirled her chuckling and giggling happily.

"Right then, what should we play?"

"How about tag? We can chase each other 'till we're red in in the face and passed out!"

"Heh sounds fun, go on get running, I'll chase you."

So we ran, chased each other back and forth for hours until we passed out in the grass, little after I awoke to murmuring, whispering amungst the little ones.

"Daddy why is it hard?"

With that I snapped awake to the blackness that is my blindfold, returned to reality my eyes flitted around trying to scan and see what was going on, realizing the pitch black was all that was to see I relaxed, it was only a dream. They come and go, sometimes it was about me playing with all the foals I've had the pleasure of making, sometimes it's seeing all the mares together in a group begging me for more foals. To be honest though, they are all pleasant, I've never had a nightmare in this place they were always good dreams, more often than not they-

"Dinner!" Ah Chuffe. Door creak, open, clicking closed and my caretaker was here.

"So what will we be having today?"

"I was thinking a hay steak, side of string beans, and some potatoes."

"Wow that sounds really good! I'll get right on it." He turned to start his trot to the kitchen before I interrupted his step.

"Chuffe...."

"Yeah Sayak?"

"Can I have a slow rub today? I'm in the mood for some actual pleasure."

"Well of coarse Sayak, about time you took some pleasure in it." With that he went off to cook our dinner.

What I assume he meant by that is my general attitude toward the rubbings, I know they are for mares who are too shy or too busy to travel all the way here, but it feels so impersonal... I much rather meet the mare and give her the foal she desires rather than sending her the seed for her to put into herself. Ah, but I digress, it still means I'm being a good male and giving them the seed they need. That being said I do get a little sad in the colder months when mares aren't in heat. I have little use then, I like feeling useful. I guess that's a bit why I asked Chuffe out, he helps me feel useful during those months, giving me two rubs a day, telling me it's for the females who simply love the taste of my seed or the occasional gryphon who is unable to find a mate during their season. I really wish one of them would come in, they are very exotic. Hnnn giving one of them a foal would be a dream come true....

"Heh, getting ready for your rub, eh Sayak?"

Gods dammit I'm hard again...

"Mhmm just for you Chuffe."

"Well ain't that sugary sweet, ready to eat?"

"Damn right I am, start with the beans."

So he fed me as usual, the food was lovely. The time then came for the daily rub. I was actually anxious for once, usually he uses some device or another to get my seed out quickly and efficiently, but since I asked him to do it slow I'm wondering how he'll do it, use a device but set it to slow? use his hooves? I really wish he could use his mouth... did I not mention he can't? Oh, right well the caretakers aren't allowed to sample the product unless he pays for it.

"Ready for your rub Sayak?

"Always am Chuffe."

So it began, I heard him shuffle under me and I let out a gasp as I felt his soft hooves caress my sheathe, this part I knew, he always got me out by hoof before the device. Me unsheathing was no different from usual, it slipped out slowly, limply, letting it's musky scent out. I then heard a deep sniff and a sigh, probably Chuffe enjoying the smell as always. I can't blame him really, it smells good to me too.

"Ah, there's the good ol' foalmaker! I know I see it every day, but I still enjoy it."

"I know Chuffe, I love it too, just knowing it makes so many foals a day just keeps me smiling."

I then felt his hoof slide down the top of my limp member. As I let out a sharp gasp of pleasure it twitched to life once again and his hooves kept up their rubbing, gently along the length before speeding up, switching to just one hoof I heard a container being dragged over, it's probably what I'm going to shoot my load into.

"I know you asked for it slow, but it's really hard to do that with hooves, either way I'll try my best to drag it out."

His hooves sped up as he said this, ooohhhh wow that's good... "Ooohhh you should do this more often Chuffe, it feels so good like this, much better than those devices."

"Well then I think I will." Member twitch, big moan, attempt to thrust, fail, container lifted, few spasms.

"G-getting close Chuffe! Get it r-ready!"

"Ehm ahreedy hldrng it!"

"Gooahhhhhh~!" My member twitched hard, the flare popping as my load rushed out and collided with the container, spurt after spurt it collected in the container. When it was done, it went limp again sliding back into it's hiding place that is my sheathe.

"Wow! That's allot more than usual, you're right I should do that more, you'll make a mare really happy with this load."

I was panting, that rub took allot out of me, quite allot really I felt drained, both of my seed and of my energy. I managed to respond, short of breath but still. "Ooohhh Chuffe... thanks... for the compliment and doing it that way, I hope you're right by the way, I hope she loves that load." I smiled, still out of breath as I heard Chuffe get to his hooves. "Chuffe..."

"Yeah?"

"Would you mind... would you mind just holding me for a little while?"

"I don't mind Sayak, of coarse I'll hold you, it's only fair."

So he wrapped his hooves around me, holding me tight and nuzzling me for a moment before backing off. "Thanks Chuffe."

"No problem, good night Sayak, I'm going to deliver this while it's still warm."

"Good night Chuffe, hope she loves it."

"I hope so too." Then all I heard was the clip clop of his heavy hooves as he trotted, opening the door and leaving with the click, leaving me alone for the moment.

Sleep then took me at that moment, and the day was fully over, leaving me happy and satisfied.