Slave to Sex

Chapter 6

Fun in the Sun

“Now, fräulein Sapphire, remember to keep your weight on your hind while taking off, we’re at the top so you’ll feel a little fear, but keep your wings out and no matter what know I vil catch you, but I’d prefer not,” he mused, yet it went over her head.

She looked at him anxiously and shifted the wings at her sides, feeling the feathers she was gifted brush against her was unusual but welcome . At his final checks and questions she nodded her readiness, as much as she could, then he leapt from the cliffs edge. She trembled and watched him glide a ways away then stop, turn and wave her over.

She took a hesitant step closer to the edge and looked down at the snow covered forest below, the rocks, and rough dirt at the base almost directly below her. She looked back at him in the air and gulped, her wings tensing while moving closer to her body as she took a trembling step back. “P-papa, you’ll catch me, right?”

He laughed while flapping. “Ja, I will never let you fall. Now, leap into the sky and soar like your kind are meant to do!” She hesitated, but opened her wings and nodded back to him. With a short hop she landed at the very edge of the clifface and scrambled back, her wings curling to her sides as she looked at the ground far below and vertigo set in. She shrieked and clamped her eyes closed. “Fräulein Sapphire, you can do it! I believe in you.”

She stepped back, gulped so loud she thought he could hear her, she remembered snuggling into him at night, the times he’d leave her alone to pleasure herself until she just didn’t need to as often. The times he held her while she cried at memories no creature would want. The times his wing draped over her; when she was cold during the coldest winter months; when the winds got in that the cloth couldn’t keep out. She remembered how he was always there for her.

She opened her eyes and wings, ran the short way to the edge, then leapt, screaming, from the edge. Her forelegs flailed and her hind legs stiffened nearly straight as she floated to him, into his grasp. She inhaled her lungs full of air and buried her face into his fluffy chest and whined. She pulled her head back and looked at him sternly when she felt him restraining laughter.

“Fräulein Sapphire, you have flown ten feet, what of when you fly like,” he flapped his wings hard and she eep’d as he shot into the sky , arced over backwards, and let her go.

She screamed in terror and excitement, she scrambled for purchase in mid aid while flailing her legs and forgetting her wings in her panic. Her wings opened at an instinctual response and she caught an updraft that took her higher with a hard pull to her wing muscles. She could barely think past the panic, but then she leveled and noticed her papa was just above her. “See, I knew you could do it. That move I did, that was a basic combat bewegung, er… action, I think word is.”

“Bewegung means action, got it,” she nodded as she shifted her shoulders and felt herself sway in the air. She noticed a sudden chilling wetness against her back legs and blushed, but took it in stride that she wouldn’t need to pee again for a while. Talking, it seemed, was a nice distraction for her. “Papa, were you a fighter?” she asked bluntly. He didn’t answer quickly enough for her. “Why won’t Papa ever talk about youself?”

“’Yourself’, fräulein Sapphire.”

“No, don’t change gegenstand. Answer, please,” she stated as she looked at the shallow snow that made up the land below their home and how it seemed like a blank page that she’d just started coloring.

He angled his wings and tipper her suddenly, startling her as he guided them to the ground where he landed and watched her stumble to a stop, impressing him with not crashing on her first real flight. Nonplussed, she trotted from her landing to him while shaking snow from her body. “Well?”

“Fräulein Sapphire, it’s nein easy to talk of. You should not ask such-”

“I fighted,” she stomped a hoof and looked at him sternly, “I fighted for cock, I hurt others, I telled you. I cried, but I telled you, and it hurted,” she tapped her chest, “but you know, helped me. I wanna know about Papa, help Papa.”

He winced back at her aggressive display and her wings she’d unfurled fully. “Rarely have I seen you upset, fräulein Sapphire, yet... you are right. Icht nein fair to you, so,” he sat and sighed. “Ja, I vas a fighter,” he looked at his talons and his focus seemed to change, “a killer for my kind.”

“Papa, you killed other gryphons?”

“Ja, und others. Pony, hippogryph, minotaur, others you know not of and I certainly hope you never see,” he placed his talons back on the ground, “it was how I came to know Gerund, my mate,” he chuckled a sigh and continued. “We vere in the same kader, er, group, and did many things together.

“We trained, ate, slept, fought, killed… love grew betveen us from the pain we shared. It vas only a mere year, yet I was ready to leave the kader with her, for her, for us” his entire body bristled and his talons dug furrows into the soft snow and earth below. Sapphire stepped back at his display.

“Wh-what happened?”

“They took her from me,” he let a feral lion’s growl escape him, “so that I vould stay. And vhen they did that, I left them worse than they left her, and came here,” he lifted his hands and looked at the clods of dirt he’d pulled up, turned quickly, then threw them one at a time. “To this forest! To this place so far from home!

“Never again to see mein freunde der familie!” He slammed his hands into the ground and slumped over. “Begrabe sie, besuche ihr grab, Gerund!”

Sapphire hugged his side. “I am here, Papa? I am family and friend, ja?”

He looked back at the smaller pony beside him and reached down, scooped her into a hug and held her. “Ja, tochter Sapphire. I have you now, all I need to behalten myself.”

She giggled. “Tochter? Baby girl?” she translated quietly.

He stiffened his grip and realized what he’d said, too late to take it back. “It means daughter, and I’m so happy to have found you.”

“Papa, I’m happy you did, too,” she said, hugging him back. Her face turned aside and enjoying his feathers against her cheek, “I’m proud to be your tochter, and I like not fighting and fuh- er, you knowing, all the time.”

He snickered and his hug softened. “Yet you still do, I hear you at night.”

She sighed and let him go, he released her as well. “It feels good,” she lowered her gaze with slight shame.

He lifted her chin with a dirty talon. “It is nein bad or wrong. There are times even I…” he stopped when he caught her look

She grinned slyly. “I know.”

“What?”

She smiled at his shocked expressed then blushed and looked away. “Long ago, when I arrived you would masturbate and some would be left around your talons or on your sheath.”

His eyes narrowed. “Und?”

“I’d,” she cleared her throat, “clean you up when you slept- but it was a long time ago!”

He frowned at her as she cowered back in embarrassment, then he relaxed and rolled his eyes. “Ja, I should have known,” he looked at her, “I vas always clean in certain places before I bathed in the lake, but thought nothing of it.”

“I’m still good at it, I was better last year.”

He lifted a talon to point at her. “You woke me up last month trying to be naughty,but never again, ja?”

She nodded and stood tall. “You are not upset, Papa?”

“I am,” he said as he turned back to the cliff face and looked up, he began walking forward, “yet I forgive you. You are a better mare now, ja?”

She galloped to catch up to his side. “Ja, Papa. I only touch me when you’re sleeping or gone because you don’t like it.”

She didn’t see his face when he answered. “I did not say I disliked it,” he opened his wings and took off, leaving her to walk alone for a moment. She looked after him with a smirk then shook her head when she reached a conclusion that she was okay with how things are and how much better they seem to be going.

She opened her wings and leapt, whining and kicking her legs as she flapped into the sky after him. She passed him sitting on a cloud and then turned a large lazy circle back, missing him and the cloud again. After the third pass she finally gave in. “Papa?!” she called out. “How do I stop?!”

Gerald laughed loudly and clutched his sides while the panicking mare passed him.