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He helps Kludd and Nyra explore their secret sexual fantasies and finds that his talents at pleasuring can take him far here.[/i]\n\nThis is an adult story (reader 18 years and older only please) and contains acts of sexual intercourse between intellectually anthropomorphic feral birds. This story is based primarily upon the movie Legends of the Guardians, not the book series Guardians of Ga’Hoole.\n\nCommissioned by fa!arkinn. Thank you, pretty bird.\n(c)2018 by M. E. Vehnt, DO NOT POST ELSEWHERE WITHOUT EXPRESS PERMISSION", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Aidren takes a transdimensional journey to the Legends of the Guardians universe and is captured by the Pure Ones. He helps Kludd and Nyra explore their secret sexual fantasies and finds that his talents at pleasuring can take him far here.

This is an adult story (reader 18 years and older only please) and contains acts of sexual intercourse between intellectually anthropomorphic feral birds. This story is based primarily upon the movie Legends of the Guardians, not the book series Guardians of Ga’Hoole.

Commissioned by \n\t\t\t\t\tarkinn. Thank you, pretty bird.
(c)2018 by M. E. Vehnt, DO NOT POST ELSEWHERE WITHOUT EXPRESS PERMISSION", "writing": "Aidren lay stretched out on a flat, inclined rock in a gray cave with his wings and legs held fast by crude ropes. A narrow cleft in the rock splashed him with a beam of moonlight across his face. It reflected around the cave and dimly outlined the bulk of two large, dark long-eared owls standing on either side. They watched attentively as their prisoner breathed slowly, eyes closed. He was a slender, pale barn owl with a black satin bowtie under his throat. He spoke with an accent that was unfamiliar and sweet in comparison to the usual gravel-rough voices that these low-brow owls shared. Aidren quivered a wing and flexed his tail, letting out a moaning sigh. That's when the guards began to speak.\n\nOne of them whispered, ``You tied those ropes tight, right Jatt?''\n\n``'Course I did! D'ya think I can't tie a knot, Jutt?''\n\n``Hmf. Looks like he's enjoyin' this too much. Maybe they're not tight `nuff.''\n\n``Heh, look who thinks they can do better. Don't forget the last time you tied someone up. Ha! He got away and we had to chase him down before Queen Nyra found out.''\n\n``N-n-noooo... that was not my fault. How can I help it if-if-if, the rope just broke?''\n\nJatt shook his head in disbelief, his ear tufts wafting back and forth. ``It broke `cuz you didn't tie it right! He chewed his way out.''\n\nJutt squinted and raised his voice, ``No, you're remembrin' wrong. The rope was probably dry rotted. Ever since Nyra killed the quartermaster, nobody's made any decent rope.''\n\n``Delusional.''\n\n``Deluge-uh...what?''\n\n``Forget it! But don't touch those ropes. We know what happens when you do.''\n\n``Fine. But it wasn't my fault - ``\n\nJust then there was a flutter of wings and the click and scrape of battle claws on stone. Jatt and Jutt immediately stiffened to attention, eyes ahead at the prisoner. Iron talons screeched and scraped as their owner paced closer. Into the dim cave strode the tall slender shape of a female barn owl. She wore a battle helmet and the scent of war wafted behind her. It was the Ablah General, Queen Nyra. She stopped at the foot of the slab, her helm tipped down as she surveyed her squirming prey.\n\n``You found this owl by the moonblink arena?''\n\nJatt spoke before his brother could respond and anger her with his stupidity. ``Yes, my queen!'' He shot Jutt a look that said don't you dare say a word.\n\n``And... he got there how?''\n\n``He says that he came through a magic tunnel from another world. That he came to explore. I think he's lying.''\n\n``Of course he's lying. But he looks too clean to have been sneaking around here long. One of the sentries must be sleeping on the job. Find out who it is and execute them.''\n\nThe two looked at each other across the room.\n\nNyra turned her head slightly towards Jatt. ``Now! Leave!''\n\nJatt blurted, ``Yes, queen!'' and skittered down the tunnel out of the room.\n\nNyra tipped her head forward and shouldered off her mask. It clattered to the floor and Aidren jolted against his restraints. He looked at the ghostly white barn owl face smiling down upon him. Then he moaned and flexed his legs against their restraints while his tail swished. Nyra's smile faded. She flicked her unusually pale eyes. ``What's your name?''\n\nAidren looked back with two narrow slits, his beak arched in what appeared to be sexual pleasure. ``Aidren. What's yours?''\n\nNyra's smile returned. ``I'll give you that one for free but I ask the questions, not you. You honestly don't know, do you?''\n\nAidren panted out, ``No.''\n\n``Do you know where you are? Who we are?''\n\n``No and no.''\n\n``How did you get here? And don't tell me you came by magic.''\n\n``OK, it's not really magic.'' He panted and stretched with a groan. His voice was higher. ``I told your guards that because I knew they wouldn't understand. It's really... quite a simple... Ooooohhh...''\n\n``Simple?''\n\n``...yes, simple technology where I'm from.''\n\nNyra's eyes narrowed and her beak frowned. ``I knew it. You're from the Great Tree, aren't you?''\n\nAidren stared back, ``Uh what tree?''\n\nNyra stepped closer and placed a heavy, battle-clawed foot on Aidren's side, the metal talons poking deep into his feathers. He giggled and squirmed and looked up with an open smile. Nyra cocked her head at his curious gaze and her attention was drawn to the space between his legs. His vent feathers winked. Her beak dropped open. There it was again, a pulsation of his belly feathers and a flash of pink.\n\n``Uh I...'' She looked back at Aidren's playful face. ``What game is this?''\n\n``I don't know. But I like it. Please keep doing it!''\n\nJutt stiffened up, as though trying to control a bowel movement. His vent winked with an audible plipping sound in the quiet chamber.\n\nNyra straightened up and she stared down at her foot for a moment. ``Guard! Go! Find your King and tell him to come immediately.''\n\n``Yes Queen! Thank you!'' Jutt scrambled out of the chamber, keeping his tail down to contain the sexual moisture that was sure to drool out if he allowed it. He looked forward to rubbing out his bondage daydream pleasures, once he had fulfilled his queen's command.\n\nAfter Jutt was gone, Nyra leaned her face closer to Aidren. She creased her eyes in suspicious intrigue. ``Are you turned on? Or are you just stupid?''\n\nAidren looked at Nyra's shiny battle claws that were digging into his side. ``I assure you, lovely queen, I am quite intelligent. And, yes, I am highly aroused. It's not every day that I am the captive of someone so graceful.''\n\nNyra's narrow gaze relaxed and she smiled slightly. She chuckled out a short, practiced titter. ``Flattery. Delightful. What are you really... AFTER?'' She abruptly flexed her talons into Aidrens flesh and he jolted and screeched as his vent pulsed and glistened.\n\n``Oh! Ooooh! Yes!''\n\nNyra pulled her foot back with a quizzical scowl as though she has just stepped in a mysterious fluid and couldn't decide if it was droppings or just water. ``What... What the hell is wrong with you?''\n\nAidren moaned, ``Nothing m'layd. Please don't stop. I'm enjoying this. Let me pleasure you too. Bring your foot closer to my beak so that I might mmmmmm... lick it.''\n\nNyra squirmed her toes and the battle claws clicked on the floor. She imagined how the licking might feel and as the image too shape in her mind she felt warmth in her hips and then her tail and finally in her moistening vent. Her pale beak pinkened and dropped opened slightly. ``Hhhh...'' She closed her beak and looked around the dim hollow. It won't be easy to find Kludd. And I'm sure that fool I sent is probably masturbating. I should have a few minutes.\n\nNyra turned her face back to Aidren with a new expression. ``I... don't understand how a pure Tyto like yourself... can be so impure?''\n\n``Oh, now, this is quite normal where I'm from. There's nothing impure about two owls pleasing each other. It's the purest form of selflessness to give another intense pleasure. May I show you? Stand over me and put your foot on my face.''\n\n``Huh! Sounds foolish... but I see no harm. I'm still in control.'' Nyra hopped up onto the stone slab. From Aidren's perspective, the soft feminine owl towered over him, her undertail fluff slicked tightly between her long legs. She lifted her gleaming armored foot and stepped down on Aidren's neck, her toes splayed out over his face. The claws were spattered with drops of dry blood, mud, and soot from the ashes of conquest.\n\nAidren went right to work, twisting his beak down to rub against the nearest glittering talon. He narrowed his eyes and lovingly nuzzled the polished metal, his pink beak reflected in its surface. He panted and the hot breath forming puffs of fog on the cold metal. He breathed faster as he rubbed and licked the surface clean and Nyra stared, transfixed as her battle claws were worshipped. Now and then Aidren's beak found a seam and she felt the tickle of his hot beak and moist tongue as they adored her cold flesh. The warmth in her loins grew and soon she felt herself squatting as saliva formed in the sides of her mouth and her vent throbbed to the rhythm of the tongue that flicked against her toes.\n\nNyra's vision blurred and her tail tensed. She let out a soft scree and her knees went weak for a moment. Aidren paused and heard the unmistakable sounds of wet vent lips smacking. He opened his eyes and the battle-hardened lady owl was now soft and pliable before him, her face turned up into the slanting moonlight, eyes closed as her beak shaped her guttural trill into the sound shared between two mating owls.\n\n``Your highness, I can do more.''\n\nNyra stared up into the moon beam. ``You can? I won't be so foolish as to untie you.''\n\n``You don't have to. Turn around and sit down on my face.''\n\nNyra slowly looked down and swallowed the saliva that glistened on her tongue. ``I've never...''\n\n``Now's your chance. And, please, if it pleases you, grip into me as I do it.''\n\nNyra's eyes flicked around. She wished she hadn't sent for Kludd so soon. Her time was too short. But how could she stop now? It felt so good. Her gaze drifted back to Aidren's. ``Hurry. We must be quick.'' Aidren could tell that the urgency in her voice was not just for concern of being discovered. It belied the desperate need to scratch an itch that only he could satisfy.\n\nNyra turned around and squatted down. Her white tail lowered down over Aidren's face until the room was blotted out by downy ass feathers. The feathers bore the smell of smoke and blood but as he buried his beak further, deep into the warm, damp fluff around her vent, he met the scent of lusty she-owl. He paused and drank in the smell, letting it stimulate the front of his mind and send shivers down his spine. Before his beak touched flesh, the smell told him of dry, tense, puckered flesh that was melting like springtime snow before the warmth of his charms. He pictured the soft, plump lips relaxing and exposing their pink, wet interior. They were receptive, ready for his pleasuring. Soon they would be desperate for release, spasming and grinding down on his face for all he could give.\n\nAidren pushed his beak up to meet them and as he made contact, the lady owl gave a high-pitched sigh and shivered. He pressed his beak between the startled lips and Nyra shuddered as his tongue advanced and parted the hot folds beyond. With the stretching of her cloaca and the firm resistance to her vent winks, Nyra felt a wave of mind tumbling pleasure as oxytocin surged and primal urge swelled to press her cloaca downward and outward for more contact.\n\nThe velvet soft membranes of Nyra's cloaca unfurled over Aidren's beak like the petals of a delicious flower. All the softest, most sensitive bits of this hardened hell-owl were pressed over his beak and face. He waggled his beak back and forth and dug his tongue in further. His chin rubbed the ventral floor of her cloaca and his whiskers tickled the area of greatest sensitivity to a female owl. She moaned out and juices welled up. He repeated it and puffed hot breath deep into her opening, letting it blurt out around his cheeks. She ground her ass back and forth and winked her cloaca to intensify the sensation of firm beak wedged in her egg hole. Her oviduct swelled open around Aidren's tongue and he drank in a stream of sweet, salty oviduct fluid, the taste of egg-ripe avian femininity.\n\nNyra's gleaming battle claws rested against Aidren's thighs and as her excitement built they flexed and scratched his flesh. He moaned and moved his beak faster while his vent winked and drooled glistening drops of pre. Nyra's voice cracked into rhythmic harsh chitters, scaling higher when Aidren's lower beak scraped her ventral cloaca and lower as he pulled back. She gasped and cried louder as she clenched her cloaca and spurted clear fluid down Aidren's face. Her claws gripped him harder and he shuddered. He jerked his beak in deeper and Nyra flopped her head back and rolled it about screeching like a blood-drunk wild animal. Her cloaca spasmed repeatedly and shot waves of oviductal fluid down Aidren's tongue and mouth. It poured down his beak and soaked face feathers. As Nyra climaxed, Aidren's cloaca also spasmed at the air above it and spurted shots of cum down his tail feathers.\n\nNyra clamped her wings to her back and rubbed them down her thighs as she ground in slow circles around Aidren's lubricated face. She panted with high long trills and slowly looked down at Aidren's moist, heaving belly below her. She smelled his cum and regretted not drinking it in with her hungry cloaca. As she floated in her moment of sexual satisfaction, another smell wafted to her nares and she suddenly became aware that they were not alone. She moved her head out of the moonlight and her eyes widened as she realized that Kludd was standing before her.\n\nKludd breathed heavy under his mask and he nodded his head. ``I watched my dear.''\n\nNyra's look of serene pleasure shriveled into an expression of embarrassed horror. She abruptly stood and strands of mucus glistened in the silver light. Aidren's face was soaked in sparkles of steaming juice and a breeze wafted through the seam in the rock bringing the hot scent into Kludd's cold helmet. He inhaled slowly and his eyes closed. He tapped his talons on the stone floor and nodded his heavy head. \n\nKludd's calm voice reverberated in his helm. ``Mmmmm... that smell. You are ripe for mating. I don't know whether to thank this creature for loosening you up... or GUT him for seducing you!''\n\nNyra shook her head and closed her wings over her body, feeling suddenly vulnerable and small. ``He's no ordinary owl, Kludd. Don't kill him. He's our answer!''\n\n``Answer! For what?!''\n\nNyra dropped her wings at her sides and stepped forward off the slab towards Kludd. ``My dear, my king, he has special... abilities.'' Kludd seethed within his helmet. The only thing that kept him from detonating was the scent of sex tempering the edge of his jealousy. ``He unfroze my vent but he did not melt my heart. I am ready for you, my king, to sire noble offspring.''\n\nKludd pressed his face close to Nyra and smelled her sex even stronger. He churred deep and Nyra saw his disfigured beak open in the shadow of his helmet. ``That owl's beak... is whole. He was able to give you what you desired.''\n\nNyra nodded delicately and pressed her soft face to the opening of Kludd's helmet. ``Kiss me my love.''\n\nThey pressed their beaks together and the sound of wet tongues stroking each other echoed in the hollow metallic space around Kludd's head. As they finished their passionate kiss, Nyra whispered quietly to Kludd. ``My mate... he could be our secret. Our sexual slave. He could even satisfy what you want.'' She raised one of her eyelids and playfully tittered. ``You know, the special desire that no owl can know. The thing that I can't do.''\n\nKludd coughed and swallowed. He whispered back in quiet desperation, ``I told you never to mention that again!'' He glanced at Aidren, panting and steaming in the moonlight. His tone lightened. ``But you really think so?''\n\nNyra uttered loud enough for Aidren to hear, ``Yes, why not? He's ours now. He'll tell no one or we'll kill him.''\n\nAidren replied, ``I'll do anything for you, mighty king. ANYTHING you want.''\n\nNyra batted her eyes at Kludd and saw his eyes smile back. He whispered, ``Go tell the guards to go wait at the entrance. Let no one even come close to the hollow.'' His eyes swiveled to Aidren. ``Then get back here.''\n\nNyra smiled and flew down the tunnel. As soon as she was gone, Kludd beaked the buckles on his battle claws and shook them to the floor with a clatter. He stalked over to the skinny owl stretched on the slab and leaned down. ``You'll do anything?''\n\nAidren gave an innocent smile. ``Of course! Where I'm from, there are no rules on pleasure. It's as much fun to give as it is to receive.''\n\n``What a silly place. Sounds like it would be easy to conquer! And what if my pleasure was to kill you?''\n\n``You can try but I cannot die. Not here anyway.''\n\nKludd's laughter vibrated his helmet. ``You're an idiot. But whatever. Lick my vent, just as you did with my queen. We'll see whether you deserve to live or die.''\n\nKludd clambered up onto the rock table and straddled Aidren's chest, facing away. He peered down between his legs. ``Don't try anything foolish or we will torture you long and slow and excruciatingly until you'll wish that you could die.'' Kludd noticed that his words did not have the desired effect. Aidren's eyes narrowed and his beak corners turned up as though lost in a daydream of sexual bliss.\n\n``Sounds... so delightful.''\n\nKludd searched, anxiously, for signs of deception but could find none.\n\n``Your highness, please lower yourself.''\n\nIncredulous, Kludd squatted down and his ass fluff came down over Aidren's face. He felt a tickling as the owl's beak searched for his vent amidst the musky fluff. Kludd had to stifle a very unkingly urge to giggle. He overcame it by sitting down abruptly, smashing Aidren's beak into his tightly puckered, dry hole. Aidren began licking and moistening the parched furrowed orifice and under his mask, Kludd's eyes widened and crossed. His knees weakened and his tail lifted as his cloaca melted against the talented wet tongue.\n\nBy the time Nyra returned, Kludd was moaning and working his hips in oscillations forward and back, his beak pointed to the ceiling in ecstasy. His cloaca was wide open, his plump ejaculatory ducts stroking Aidren's tongue and dribbling pre down his beak.\n\nNyra watched for a moment, her eyes glazed and staring while her vent throbbed for attention. She half coughed. ``Ahem!''\n\nKludd startled and stood. His tail flicked and a blob of precum glimmered in the moonlight as it drooled down onto Aidren's grinning face. ``Nyra, my mate... I...''\n\n``You see what I mean? Told you he was useful.''\n\nKludd soothingly spoke, ``Come here my mate. Let me finish my pleasure in you.''\n\nNyra smiled and narrowed her eyes. She kicked off her battle claws and hopped onto the slab, rubbing her slender body to Kludd's taller bulk. She pushed her face up under his beak and hissed, her eyes locked on his beak in the shadows of his helm. He pushed his wings under hers and pressed his belly forward to hers. He growled in the hollow confines of his mask and locked beaks with her. Aidren heard their wet tongues and moist beaks kissing. He saw their fluffy crotches wink and smear moisture against each other above his face.\n\nNyra moaned and turned around to face away from Kludd. She lowered herself and raised her tail. Aidren saw her pale, soft vent perfectly as it gaped open with each of her needy screeches. Kludd's belly feathers parted and his cloaca pressed open, dropping strands of hot pre onto Aidren's chest and neck. Kludd growled fiercely and sank his talons into Aidren's sides as he prepared to fuck his mate with primal aggression.\n\nAidren moaned and stiffened. His vent winked under the soft tickling of Nyra's belly feathers. The talons in his side scratched and poked and he diverted their painful stimulus to sexual excitement. His cloaca loosened and pre pooled in the opening.\n\nKludd wrapped his wings around Nyra's and pulled himself into her abruptly. His thrust made Nyra screech and she spun her head back to bite onto Kludd's lower beak. He thrust again and again and she screeched into his helmet. ``Screeee!... Do it! My love! My King!''\n\nKludd rammed faster and shorter, grunting louder and higher. His cloaca smacked and slapped moistly and finally he mashed his tail powerfully up under Nyra's belly and shuddered. He let out an angry hiss and his talons dug deep into Aidren's sides. Aidren screed again and his cloaca pulsed out spurts of cum into Nyra's breast feathers.\n\nKludd heaved loudly in his helmet. He moaned and licked Nyra's delicious pink beak, their mutual saliva shining where the moonlight was able to reach. ``My lovely queen. Our chicks... they will be magnificent. They will be pure Tytos to rule the world forever.''\n\nNyra winked her supple egg hole and Kludd growled and shook from the stimulation. He moved his rump in circles and Aidren heard the hollow squelch of smooching cum-soaked holes. Kludd grunted and pulled back. Nyra's cloaca gaped and winked, dripping blobs of fresh cum onto Aidren's beak. He licked it off and sighed as Nyra slowly lifted herself and all three owls were enveloped in the strong scent of hot cloaca and cum-soaked feathers.\n\nNyra turned and cuddled to Kludd again and they caressed each other with beak and wings while Aidren's mind spun and relived the erotic experience. It was rare that he ejaculated purely from watching and the climax left him deeply drained for several minutes.\n\nFinally, though, Kludd stroked Nyra's belly with his wing. ``You're going to lay some royal eggs soon, my love. Soon we'll have princes and princesses that can help us breed out all of the lesser species. We'll one day attack the Great Tree and kill my brother Soren with an army of royal Tytos.''\n\nNyra churred with delight. ``The way it should be. None but the purest of the Pure Ones.'' She trilled and kissed Kludd's beak again.\n\nKludd tilted his head, ``Do you think we could try the other thing?''\n\nNyra giggled. ``He's our sex slave. Make him do it.'' Nyra turned and hopped off the slab and nipped at the ropes that held Aidren fast.\n\nKludd spoke deeply. ``Slave, you performed well. We are removing your bonds so that you can perform again.'' He turned and snatched Aidren's throat abruptly in his talons. Aidren gasped and wheezed while Kludd spoke angrily. ``You will NOT speak a word of this to ANYONE! If you do, I will disembowel you slowly, carefully, and feed you your own guts. Do you understand?''\n\nAidren nodded hastily and Kludd released his throat.\n\nNyra loosened the last rope and Aidren flexed his wings and legs, enjoying the return of warm blood to his extremities. Kludd backed up and allowed Aidren to roll over and get to his feet. But he was wise and stayed squatted, head down, in submission.\n\nKludd growled, ``Good slave. You know your place. However, this is the one time when I will be submitting to you. Those battle claws... put them on! Take Nyra's helmet!''\n\nAidren obeyed. He strapped on Kludd's battle claws and slipped into Nyra's battle helmet. Meanwhile, Nyra tied Kludd, belly-down, to the stone slab. They moaned and hissed to each other as she tightened the bonds to the point that Kludd's wings and legs shook.\n\nNyra walked back and knelt at Kludd's head, locking beaks and kissing him further. She whispered to Aidren. ``Mount him! Treat him like a conquered foe - that is his desire. Do not maim or scar him but DO NOT spare him pain or disrespect. If you can do this well, you will have a place amongst us. If not, we will do as Kludd commanded and kill you slowly.''\n\nKludd writhed and hissed. His tail flashed back and forth and he struggled like a trapped wild beast. He screeched out loudly, ``DO IT. NOW!''\n\nAidren closed his eyes and accessed his deepest, darkest desires. He was normally such a loving, tender owl but above all he liked giving pleasure to others, even if the desires were twisted and black. He reached deep and found an ember of hate. He fanned the flame and when he opened his eyes, his expression was different. Nyra saw the uncommon blackness in his eyes. They were like two black holes that not even moonlight could illuminate.\n\nAidren raised his wings and hackles and issued a fierce hiss that sprayed a cloud of saliva into the silvery light. Nyra's eyes widened with shock as Aidren leapt like a warrior onto Kludd's back. His talons dug deep and his beak came down hard into the feathers and flesh of Kludd's neck. He uttered out in a voice that sounded like legions of demons, ``Vanquished warrior! Show me now what use you are! Scream for meeee!''\n\nAidren squeezed his beak until it broke skin and Kludd howled out in pain. ``AAAaaaaaahahhhhh!...''\n\nNyra's eyes flicked between her love and Aidren, unsure whether this was act or play anymore. In the adrenaline of the moment she had to think hard to remember Kludd's secret safe word: Eglantine.\n\nAidren waggled his tail back and forth upon Kludd's rump and dug his talons into the warrior's back until blood beaded up around their tips. ``Huuurrrrggggggghhhh! You pathetic worm! You want to be fucked?! By an enemy? Lift your tail!''\n\nKludd bucked and struggled as the talons perforated him and blood dribbled down his feathers. He shook his head in rage and pain but with effort he channeled both into his sexual appetite. His tail raised and his creamy cloaca yawned open like a hen in heat.\n\nAidren's tail slipped under Kludd's and he pressed his supple cloaca up tight. Aidren spasmed as they made contact and his vent smooched Kludd's with a deep, hollow squelch.\n\n``NnngggAAAaaaa! Oooohh! Screeee!'' Kludd's thighs shook and his helmet clattered against the stone as he swam in a sea of pain and pleasure. ``Fuuuck me! Fuck me!''\n\nAidren spread his wings and his feathers absorbed the light from the room. His body grew to twice its normal size so that he hulked over Kludd like a seething feathered beast from hell. He shook the walls with reverberating otherworldly voices. ``You want my seed? Wink for me. Draw it from me like the pathetic little bitch you are! Hahahaha!''\n\nNyra fell back onto her tail on the floor, wilfing before the awesome sight. Her eyes were as wide as talon shields and her facial disk focused forward.\n\nKludd screed out long and loud like a hen begging for seed. He winked his sloppy cloaca against Aidren's. His vent sucked and pulsated like a baby's mouth sucking on its mother's teat. Aidren closed his eyes and snarled deep. His wings spreading wider and he howled, ``Good! Goood! GOOOOOD! RRAAAAAA-HA-HA-HA! YOU. SHALL. HAVE IT!''\n\nAidren thrust hard and jostled Kludd to the limits of his restraints. The dwarfed warrior blurted out and his helmet flew off. Aidren shoved again and Kludd bucked again. He pounded Kludd faster and faster, snapping tail feathers, merciless as his passions flamed out of control. Kludd screed in unison, his disfigured face frowning and twisting between pain and orgasm. At last Kludd spit out ``Fuck! Yes! YES! YESSSS!'' and his cloaca squeezed out mightily against Aidren's sloppy, drilling hole. Cum splashed and splattered between them but Aidren didn't stop.\n\nAidren grumbled louder and the room went completely dark as he roared like a wounded beast and shuddered against Kludd who was screaming under him. His cloaca pumped throb after throb of cum into Kludd until the kind could contain no more. Creamy seed spattered out between their pulsing orifices and oozed down the stone under Kludd's breast feathers until it dripped off the end of the slab and pooled before Nyra. The light slowly returned to the room in throbs and waves as Aidren's passions waned. His body shrank back down do normal size and his eyes gradually returned to normal.\n\nHe pulled his beak from Kludd's neck and released the battle claws from his back. The wounds closed and were dry immediately though Aidren allowed them to leave small scars and tenderness - a reminder of the session that he knew Kludd would appreciate for days to come.\n\nKludd lay still, surrounded in clouds of semen-saturated steam. Nyra's eyes were moist and she jumped to her feet to see if her lover were still alive. He snored loudly and steam escaped his nares. She nuzzled him and pressed her beak to his, lost, for a moment, in the relief that he was still alive. When she looked up for Aidren, he was gone. Her helmet was resting neatly upon Kludd's battle claws in the corner. She stared for minutes at the empty space. She commanded the guards to search the catacombs but no sign of Aidren was ever found.\n\nMeanwhile, at the island of the Great Tree, Soren was teaching a new class of young owls in the basics of combat flying. ``This maneuver is called a chandelle. You can use it to change direction in a tight place like a forest or a canyon or to rapidly change direction on an enemy. Be careful not to - .`` Suddenly Soren realized that there were more birds present than he had started with. One was a barn owl that he had never seen before. He blinked and cocked his head curiously at the new student. There was something very odd about this fellow.\n\nSoren banked back towards the Great Tree. ``Otulissa, take over the class. I'll meet you all back at the Tree.''\n\nHe and Aidren flew on under the sinking moon as they became acquainted. They landed at Soren's hollow and Soren turned the line of inquiry back to Aidren. ``You come from another world? How did you find out about us?''\n\n``When I first came here, I found a group of owls that called themselves the Pure Ones.''\n\nSoren's eyes widened in interest. ``They are despicable. They stole chicks and eggs for slave labor and brain-washed warriors. They're the ones that took me from my nest tree.''\n\nAidren nodded. ``I met your brother there and his mate.''\n\nSoren looked off across the sea at the setting moon. ``He is lost to me now. He only wants me dead.'' He cocked his head and narrowed one eye. ``How is it that you escaped?''\n\nAidren shifted and smiled. ``I pleasured them.''\n\nSoren looked Aidren up and down. ``You mean pleased them? With some trick or lie?''\n\n``No. I pleasured them. It's a very keen talent of mine.''\n\nSoren squinted and shook his head. ``You mean you... like you touched their... M-mated??'' Soren gagged like he might yarp a pellet.\n\nAidren went on to tell his entire experience and Soren wilfed lower and lower on his perch, his gizzard cold and sour within his belly. ``How could you? I mean... my brother. My evil brother. And his wicked mate?''\n\n``Well it did give me some useful information for you. And it was really quite hot, Soren. You are wise and thoughtful, quick and strong, but perhaps I'm here to teach you the virtues of sexual passion? Come, I can start teaching you now, if you like.''\n\nSoren perked up. ``Now? Here? No, others will hear.''\n\n``Then they will be inspired to do likewise. You heard what I told you about Kludd and Nyra raising an inbred army. You need to start raising more chicks for your cause! Let me show you how it's done...''\n\nSoren stared at Aidren's soft white face, his shining eyes, and most of all at his pink, clean beak as it edged closer to him. Aidren opened his mouth and the dying moon sparkled on his moist tongue. It looked delicious to Soren right then and he didn't back away. He leaned forward and felt Aidren's warmth. At last he opened his beak and closed his eyes as their tongues made contact. It was his first kiss and he lingered in it, tasting the sweet breath of this mysterious owl. He needed no further convincing and the two withdrew into Soren's hollow where they spent the day satisfying Soren's long pent-up desires.\n\nAidren stayed for several nights and taught the owls of the Great Tree how to breed creatively and with passion, how to serve pleasure to others, and how to open their minds to their untapped kinks. He taught them that it was the way to sire the strongest, most creative members for their society. Eventually they formed a new ``Mating Chaw.'' Otulissa found that she had an exquisite talent for writing erotic literature to inspire and pass on all that Aidren had taught them. In time, the Guardians of Ga'Hoole were not only known as brave and virtuous warriors but also as the most sought-after advisors, and purveyors, of physical love in all the land.\n\nTHE END", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Aidren lay stretched out on a flat, inclined rock in a gray cave with his wings and legs held fast by crude ropes. A narrow cleft in the rock splashed him with a beam of moonlight across his face. It reflected around the cave and dimly outlined the bulk of two large, dark long-eared owls standing on either side. They watched attentively as their prisoner breathed slowly, eyes closed. He was a slender, pale barn owl with a black satin bowtie under his throat. He spoke with an accent that was unfamiliar and sweet in comparison to the usual gravel-rough voices that these low-brow owls shared. Aidren quivered a wing and flexed his tail, letting out a moaning sigh. That's when the guards began to speak.

One of them whispered, ``You tied those ropes tight, right Jatt?''

``'Course I did! D'ya think I can't tie a knot, Jutt?''

``Hmf. Looks like he's enjoyin' this too much. Maybe they're not tight `nuff.''

``Heh, look who thinks they can do better. Don't forget the last time you tied someone up. Ha! He got away and we had to chase him down before Queen Nyra found out.''

``N-n-noooo... that was not my fault. How can I help it if-if-if, the rope just broke?''

Jatt shook his head in disbelief, his ear tufts wafting back and forth. ``It broke `cuz you didn't tie it right! He chewed his way out.''

Jutt squinted and raised his voice, ``No, you're remembrin' wrong. The rope was probably dry rotted. Ever since Nyra killed the quartermaster, nobody's made any decent rope.''

``Delusional.''

``Deluge-uh...what?''

``Forget it! But don't touch those ropes. We know what happens when you do.''

``Fine. But it wasn't my fault - ``

Just then there was a flutter of wings and the click and scrape of battle claws on stone. Jatt and Jutt immediately stiffened to attention, eyes ahead at the prisoner. Iron talons screeched and scraped as their owner paced closer. Into the dim cave strode the tall slender shape of a female barn owl. She wore a battle helmet and the scent of war wafted behind her. It was the Ablah General, Queen Nyra. She stopped at the foot of the slab, her helm tipped down as she surveyed her squirming prey.

``You found this owl by the moonblink arena?''

Jatt spoke before his brother could respond and anger her with his stupidity. ``Yes, my queen!'' He shot Jutt a look that said don't you dare say a word.

``And... he got there how?''

``He says that he came through a magic tunnel from another world. That he came to explore. I think he's lying.''

``Of course he's lying. But he looks too clean to have been sneaking around here long. One of the sentries must be sleeping on the job. Find out who it is and execute them.''

The two looked at each other across the room.

Nyra turned her head slightly towards Jatt. ``Now! Leave!''

Jatt blurted, ``Yes, queen!'' and skittered down the tunnel out of the room.

Nyra tipped her head forward and shouldered off her mask. It clattered to the floor and Aidren jolted against his restraints. He looked at the ghostly white barn owl face smiling down upon him. Then he moaned and flexed his legs against their restraints while his tail swished. Nyra's smile faded. She flicked her unusually pale eyes. ``What's your name?''

Aidren looked back with two narrow slits, his beak arched in what appeared to be sexual pleasure. ``Aidren. What's yours?''

Nyra's smile returned. ``I'll give you that one for free but I ask the questions, not you. You honestly don't know, do you?''

Aidren panted out, ``No.''

``Do you know where you are? Who we are?''

``No and no.''

``How did you get here? And don't tell me you came by magic.''

``OK, it's not really magic.'' He panted and stretched with a groan. His voice was higher. ``I told your guards that because I knew they wouldn't understand. It's really... quite a simple... Ooooohhh...''

``Simple?''

``...yes, simple technology where I'm from.''

Nyra's eyes narrowed and her beak frowned. ``I knew it. You're from the Great Tree, aren't you?''

Aidren stared back, ``Uh what tree?''

Nyra stepped closer and placed a heavy, battle-clawed foot on Aidren's side, the metal talons poking deep into his feathers. He giggled and squirmed and looked up with an open smile. Nyra cocked her head at his curious gaze and her attention was drawn to the space between his legs. His vent feathers winked. Her beak dropped open. There it was again, a pulsation of his belly feathers and a flash of pink.

``Uh I...'' She looked back at Aidren's playful face. ``What game is this?''

``I don't know. But I like it. Please keep doing it!''

Jutt stiffened up, as though trying to control a bowel movement. His vent winked with an audible plipping sound in the quiet chamber.

Nyra straightened up and she stared down at her foot for a moment. ``Guard! Go! Find your King and tell him to come immediately.''

``Yes Queen! Thank you!'' Jutt scrambled out of the chamber, keeping his tail down to contain the sexual moisture that was sure to drool out if he allowed it. He looked forward to rubbing out his bondage daydream pleasures, once he had fulfilled his queen's command.

After Jutt was gone, Nyra leaned her face closer to Aidren. She creased her eyes in suspicious intrigue. ``Are you turned on? Or are you just stupid?''

Aidren looked at Nyra's shiny battle claws that were digging into his side. ``I assure you, lovely queen, I am quite intelligent. And, yes, I am highly aroused. It's not every day that I am the captive of someone so graceful.''

Nyra's narrow gaze relaxed and she smiled slightly. She chuckled out a short, practiced titter. ``Flattery. Delightful. What are you really... AFTER?'' She abruptly flexed her talons into Aidrens flesh and he jolted and screeched as his vent pulsed and glistened.

``Oh! Ooooh! Yes!''

Nyra pulled her foot back with a quizzical scowl as though she has just stepped in a mysterious fluid and couldn't decide if it was droppings or just water. ``What... What the hell is wrong with you?''

Aidren moaned, ``Nothing m'layd. Please don't stop. I'm enjoying this. Let me pleasure you too. Bring your foot closer to my beak so that I might mmmmmm... lick it.''

Nyra squirmed her toes and the battle claws clicked on the floor. She imagined how the licking might feel and as the image too shape in her mind she felt warmth in her hips and then her tail and finally in her moistening vent. Her pale beak pinkened and dropped opened slightly. ``Hhhh...'' She closed her beak and looked around the dim hollow. It won't be easy to find Kludd. And I'm sure that fool I sent is probably masturbating. I should have a few minutes.

Nyra turned her face back to Aidren with a new expression. ``I... don't understand how a pure Tyto like yourself... can be so impure?''

``Oh, now, this is quite normal where I'm from. There's nothing impure about two owls pleasing each other. It's the purest form of selflessness to give another intense pleasure. May I show you? Stand over me and put your foot on my face.''

``Huh! Sounds foolish... but I see no harm. I'm still in control.'' Nyra hopped up onto the stone slab. From Aidren's perspective, the soft feminine owl towered over him, her undertail fluff slicked tightly between her long legs. She lifted her gleaming armored foot and stepped down on Aidren's neck, her toes splayed out over his face. The claws were spattered with drops of dry blood, mud, and soot from the ashes of conquest.

Aidren went right to work, twisting his beak down to rub against the nearest glittering talon. He narrowed his eyes and lovingly nuzzled the polished metal, his pink beak reflected in its surface. He panted and the hot breath forming puffs of fog on the cold metal. He breathed faster as he rubbed and licked the surface clean and Nyra stared, transfixed as her battle claws were worshipped. Now and then Aidren's beak found a seam and she felt the tickle of his hot beak and moist tongue as they adored her cold flesh. The warmth in her loins grew and soon she felt herself squatting as saliva formed in the sides of her mouth and her vent throbbed to the rhythm of the tongue that flicked against her toes.

Nyra's vision blurred and her tail tensed. She let out a soft scree and her knees went weak for a moment. Aidren paused and heard the unmistakable sounds of wet vent lips smacking. He opened his eyes and the battle-hardened lady owl was now soft and pliable before him, her face turned up into the slanting moonlight, eyes closed as her beak shaped her guttural trill into the sound shared between two mating owls.

``Your highness, I can do more.''

Nyra stared up into the moon beam. ``You can? I won't be so foolish as to untie you.''

``You don't have to. Turn around and sit down on my face.''

Nyra slowly looked down and swallowed the saliva that glistened on her tongue. ``I've never...''

``Now's your chance. And, please, if it pleases you, grip into me as I do it.''

Nyra's eyes flicked around. She wished she hadn't sent for Kludd so soon. Her time was too short. But how could she stop now? It felt so good. Her gaze drifted back to Aidren's. ``Hurry. We must be quick.'' Aidren could tell that the urgency in her voice was not just for concern of being discovered. It belied the desperate need to scratch an itch that only he could satisfy.

Nyra turned around and squatted down. Her white tail lowered down over Aidren's face until the room was blotted out by downy ass feathers. The feathers bore the smell of smoke and blood but as he buried his beak further, deep into the warm, damp fluff around her vent, he met the scent of lusty she-owl. He paused and drank in the smell, letting it stimulate the front of his mind and send shivers down his spine. Before his beak touched flesh, the smell told him of dry, tense, puckered flesh that was melting like springtime snow before the warmth of his charms. He pictured the soft, plump lips relaxing and exposing their pink, wet interior. They were receptive, ready for his pleasuring. Soon they would be desperate for release, spasming and grinding down on his face for all he could give.

Aidren pushed his beak up to meet them and as he made contact, the lady owl gave a high-pitched sigh and shivered. He pressed his beak between the startled lips and Nyra shuddered as his tongue advanced and parted the hot folds beyond. With the stretching of her cloaca and the firm resistance to her vent winks, Nyra felt a wave of mind tumbling pleasure as oxytocin surged and primal urge swelled to press her cloaca downward and outward for more contact.

The velvet soft membranes of Nyra's cloaca unfurled over Aidren's beak like the petals of a delicious flower. All the softest, most sensitive bits of this hardened hell-owl were pressed over his beak and face. He waggled his beak back and forth and dug his tongue in further. His chin rubbed the ventral floor of her cloaca and his whiskers tickled the area of greatest sensitivity to a female owl. She moaned out and juices welled up. He repeated it and puffed hot breath deep into her opening, letting it blurt out around his cheeks. She ground her ass back and forth and winked her cloaca to intensify the sensation of firm beak wedged in her egg hole. Her oviduct swelled open around Aidren's tongue and he drank in a stream of sweet, salty oviduct fluid, the taste of egg-ripe avian femininity.

Nyra's gleaming battle claws rested against Aidren's thighs and as her excitement built they flexed and scratched his flesh. He moaned and moved his beak faster while his vent winked and drooled glistening drops of pre. Nyra's voice cracked into rhythmic harsh chitters, scaling higher when Aidren's lower beak scraped her ventral cloaca and lower as he pulled back. She gasped and cried louder as she clenched her cloaca and spurted clear fluid down Aidren's face. Her claws gripped him harder and he shuddered. He jerked his beak in deeper and Nyra flopped her head back and rolled it about screeching like a blood-drunk wild animal. Her cloaca spasmed repeatedly and shot waves of oviductal fluid down Aidren's tongue and mouth. It poured down his beak and soaked face feathers. As Nyra climaxed, Aidren's cloaca also spasmed at the air above it and spurted shots of cum down his tail feathers.

Nyra clamped her wings to her back and rubbed them down her thighs as she ground in slow circles around Aidren's lubricated face. She panted with high long trills and slowly looked down at Aidren's moist, heaving belly below her. She smelled his cum and regretted not drinking it in with her hungry cloaca. As she floated in her moment of sexual satisfaction, another smell wafted to her nares and she suddenly became aware that they were not alone. She moved her head out of the moonlight and her eyes widened as she realized that Kludd was standing before her.

Kludd breathed heavy under his mask and he nodded his head. ``I watched my dear.''

Nyra's look of serene pleasure shriveled into an expression of embarrassed horror. She abruptly stood and strands of mucus glistened in the silver light. Aidren's face was soaked in sparkles of steaming juice and a breeze wafted through the seam in the rock bringing the hot scent into Kludd's cold helmet. He inhaled slowly and his eyes closed. He tapped his talons on the stone floor and nodded his heavy head.

Kludd's calm voice reverberated in his helm. ``Mmmmm... that smell. You are ripe for mating. I don't know whether to thank this creature for loosening you up... or GUT him for seducing you!''

Nyra shook her head and closed her wings over her body, feeling suddenly vulnerable and small. ``He's no ordinary owl, Kludd. Don't kill him. He's our answer!''

``Answer! For what?!''

Nyra dropped her wings at her sides and stepped forward off the slab towards Kludd. ``My dear, my king, he has special... abilities.'' Kludd seethed within his helmet. The only thing that kept him from detonating was the scent of sex tempering the edge of his jealousy. ``He unfroze my vent but he did not melt my heart. I am ready for you, my king, to sire noble offspring.''

Kludd pressed his face close to Nyra and smelled her sex even stronger. He churred deep and Nyra saw his disfigured beak open in the shadow of his helmet. ``That owl's beak... is whole. He was able to give you what you desired.''

Nyra nodded delicately and pressed her soft face to the opening of Kludd's helmet. ``Kiss me my love.''

They pressed their beaks together and the sound of wet tongues stroking each other echoed in the hollow metallic space around Kludd's head. As they finished their passionate kiss, Nyra whispered quietly to Kludd. ``My mate... he could be our secret. Our sexual slave. He could even satisfy what you want.'' She raised one of her eyelids and playfully tittered. ``You know, the special desire that no owl can know. The thing that I can't do.''

Kludd coughed and swallowed. He whispered back in quiet desperation, ``I told you never to mention that again!'' He glanced at Aidren, panting and steaming in the moonlight. His tone lightened. ``But you really think so?''

Nyra uttered loud enough for Aidren to hear, ``Yes, why not? He's ours now. He'll tell no one or we'll kill him.''

Aidren replied, ``I'll do anything for you, mighty king. ANYTHING you want.''

Nyra batted her eyes at Kludd and saw his eyes smile back. He whispered, ``Go tell the guards to go wait at the entrance. Let no one even come close to the hollow.'' His eyes swiveled to Aidren. ``Then get back here.''

Nyra smiled and flew down the tunnel. As soon as she was gone, Kludd beaked the buckles on his battle claws and shook them to the floor with a clatter. He stalked over to the skinny owl stretched on the slab and leaned down. ``You'll do anything?''

Aidren gave an innocent smile. ``Of course! Where I'm from, there are no rules on pleasure. It's as much fun to give as it is to receive.''

``What a silly place. Sounds like it would be easy to conquer! And what if my pleasure was to kill you?''

``You can try but I cannot die. Not here anyway.''

Kludd's laughter vibrated his helmet. ``You're an idiot. But whatever. Lick my vent, just as you did with my queen. We'll see whether you deserve to live or die.''

Kludd clambered up onto the rock table and straddled Aidren's chest, facing away. He peered down between his legs. ``Don't try anything foolish or we will torture you long and slow and excruciatingly until you'll wish that you could die.'' Kludd noticed that his words did not have the desired effect. Aidren's eyes narrowed and his beak corners turned up as though lost in a daydream of sexual bliss.

``Sounds... so delightful.''

Kludd searched, anxiously, for signs of deception but could find none.

``Your highness, please lower yourself.''

Incredulous, Kludd squatted down and his ass fluff came down over Aidren's face. He felt a tickling as the owl's beak searched for his vent amidst the musky fluff. Kludd had to stifle a very unkingly urge to giggle. He overcame it by sitting down abruptly, smashing Aidren's beak into his tightly puckered, dry hole. Aidren began licking and moistening the parched furrowed orifice and under his mask, Kludd's eyes widened and crossed. His knees weakened and his tail lifted as his cloaca melted against the talented wet tongue.

By the time Nyra returned, Kludd was moaning and working his hips in oscillations forward and back, his beak pointed to the ceiling in ecstasy. His cloaca was wide open, his plump ejaculatory ducts stroking Aidren's tongue and dribbling pre down his beak.

Nyra watched for a moment, her eyes glazed and staring while her vent throbbed for attention. She half coughed. ``Ahem!''

Kludd startled and stood. His tail flicked and a blob of precum glimmered in the moonlight as it drooled down onto Aidren's grinning face. ``Nyra, my mate... I...''

``You see what I mean? Told you he was useful.''

Kludd soothingly spoke, ``Come here my mate. Let me finish my pleasure in you.''

Nyra smiled and narrowed her eyes. She kicked off her battle claws and hopped onto the slab, rubbing her slender body to Kludd's taller bulk. She pushed her face up under his beak and hissed, her eyes locked on his beak in the shadows of his helm. He pushed his wings under hers and pressed his belly forward to hers. He growled in the hollow confines of his mask and locked beaks with her. Aidren heard their wet tongues and moist beaks kissing. He saw their fluffy crotches wink and smear moisture against each other above his face.

Nyra moaned and turned around to face away from Kludd. She lowered herself and raised her tail. Aidren saw her pale, soft vent perfectly as it gaped open with each of her needy screeches. Kludd's belly feathers parted and his cloaca pressed open, dropping strands of hot pre onto Aidren's chest and neck. Kludd growled fiercely and sank his talons into Aidren's sides as he prepared to fuck his mate with primal aggression.

Aidren moaned and stiffened. His vent winked under the soft tickling of Nyra's belly feathers. The talons in his side scratched and poked and he diverted their painful stimulus to sexual excitement. His cloaca loosened and pre pooled in the opening.

Kludd wrapped his wings around Nyra's and pulled himself into her abruptly. His thrust made Nyra screech and she spun her head back to bite onto Kludd's lower beak. He thrust again and again and she screeched into his helmet. ``Screeee!... Do it! My love! My King!''

Kludd rammed faster and shorter, grunting louder and higher. His cloaca smacked and slapped moistly and finally he mashed his tail powerfully up under Nyra's belly and shuddered. He let out an angry hiss and his talons dug deep into Aidren's sides. Aidren screed again and his cloaca pulsed out spurts of cum into Nyra's breast feathers.

Kludd heaved loudly in his helmet. He moaned and licked Nyra's delicious pink beak, their mutual saliva shining where the moonlight was able to reach. ``My lovely queen. Our chicks... they will be magnificent. They will be pure Tytos to rule the world forever.''

Nyra winked her supple egg hole and Kludd growled and shook from the stimulation. He moved his rump in circles and Aidren heard the hollow squelch of smooching cum-soaked holes. Kludd grunted and pulled back. Nyra's cloaca gaped and winked, dripping blobs of fresh cum onto Aidren's beak. He licked it off and sighed as Nyra slowly lifted herself and all three owls were enveloped in the strong scent of hot cloaca and cum-soaked feathers.

Nyra turned and cuddled to Kludd again and they caressed each other with beak and wings while Aidren's mind spun and relived the erotic experience. It was rare that he ejaculated purely from watching and the climax left him deeply drained for several minutes.

Finally, though, Kludd stroked Nyra's belly with his wing. ``You're going to lay some royal eggs soon, my love. Soon we'll have princes and princesses that can help us breed out all of the lesser species. We'll one day attack the Great Tree and kill my brother Soren with an army of royal Tytos.''

Nyra churred with delight. ``The way it should be. None but the purest of the Pure Ones.'' She trilled and kissed Kludd's beak again.

Kludd tilted his head, ``Do you think we could try the other thing?''

Nyra giggled. ``He's our sex slave. Make him do it.'' Nyra turned and hopped off the slab and nipped at the ropes that held Aidren fast.

Kludd spoke deeply. ``Slave, you performed well. We are removing your bonds so that you can perform again.'' He turned and snatched Aidren's throat abruptly in his talons. Aidren gasped and wheezed while Kludd spoke angrily. ``You will NOT speak a word of this to ANYONE! If you do, I will disembowel you slowly, carefully, and feed you your own guts. Do you understand?''

Aidren nodded hastily and Kludd released his throat.

Nyra loosened the last rope and Aidren flexed his wings and legs, enjoying the return of warm blood to his extremities. Kludd backed up and allowed Aidren to roll over and get to his feet. But he was wise and stayed squatted, head down, in submission.

Kludd growled, ``Good slave. You know your place. However, this is the one time when I will be submitting to you. Those battle claws... put them on! Take Nyra's helmet!''

Aidren obeyed. He strapped on Kludd's battle claws and slipped into Nyra's battle helmet. Meanwhile, Nyra tied Kludd, belly-down, to the stone slab. They moaned and hissed to each other as she tightened the bonds to the point that Kludd's wings and legs shook.

Nyra walked back and knelt at Kludd's head, locking beaks and kissing him further. She whispered to Aidren. ``Mount him! Treat him like a conquered foe - that is his desire. Do not maim or scar him but DO NOT spare him pain or disrespect. If you can do this well, you will have a place amongst us. If not, we will do as Kludd commanded and kill you slowly.''

Kludd writhed and hissed. His tail flashed back and forth and he struggled like a trapped wild beast. He screeched out loudly, ``DO IT. NOW!''

Aidren closed his eyes and accessed his deepest, darkest desires. He was normally such a loving, tender owl but above all he liked giving pleasure to others, even if the desires were twisted and black. He reached deep and found an ember of hate. He fanned the flame and when he opened his eyes, his expression was different. Nyra saw the uncommon blackness in his eyes. They were like two black holes that not even moonlight could illuminate.

Aidren raised his wings and hackles and issued a fierce hiss that sprayed a cloud of saliva into the silvery light. Nyra's eyes widened with shock as Aidren leapt like a warrior onto Kludd's back. His talons dug deep and his beak came down hard into the feathers and flesh of Kludd's neck. He uttered out in a voice that sounded like legions of demons, ``Vanquished warrior! Show me now what use you are! Scream for meeee!''

Aidren squeezed his beak until it broke skin and Kludd howled out in pain. ``AAAaaaaaahahhhhh!...''

Nyra's eyes flicked between her love and Aidren, unsure whether this was act or play anymore. In the adrenaline of the moment she had to think hard to remember Kludd's secret safe word: Eglantine.

Aidren waggled his tail back and forth upon Kludd's rump and dug his talons into the warrior's back until blood beaded up around their tips. ``Huuurrrrggggggghhhh! You pathetic worm! You want to be fucked?! By an enemy? Lift your tail!''

Kludd bucked and struggled as the talons perforated him and blood dribbled down his feathers. He shook his head in rage and pain but with effort he channeled both into his sexual appetite. His tail raised and his creamy cloaca yawned open like a hen in heat.

Aidren's tail slipped under Kludd's and he pressed his supple cloaca up tight. Aidren spasmed as they made contact and his vent smooched Kludd's with a deep, hollow squelch.

``NnngggAAAaaaa! Oooohh! Screeee!'' Kludd's thighs shook and his helmet clattered against the stone as he swam in a sea of pain and pleasure. ``Fuuuck me! Fuck me!''

Aidren spread his wings and his feathers absorbed the light from the room. His body grew to twice its normal size so that he hulked over Kludd like a seething feathered beast from hell. He shook the walls with reverberating otherworldly voices. ``You want my seed? Wink for me. Draw it from me like the pathetic little bitch you are! Hahahaha!''

Nyra fell back onto her tail on the floor, wilfing before the awesome sight. Her eyes were as wide as talon shields and her facial disk focused forward.

Kludd screed out long and loud like a hen begging for seed. He winked his sloppy cloaca against Aidren's. His vent sucked and pulsated like a baby's mouth sucking on its mother's teat. Aidren closed his eyes and snarled deep. His wings spreading wider and he howled, ``Good! Goood! GOOOOOD! RRAAAAAA-HA-HA-HA! YOU. SHALL. HAVE IT!''

Aidren thrust hard and jostled Kludd to the limits of his restraints. The dwarfed warrior blurted out and his helmet flew off. Aidren shoved again and Kludd bucked again. He pounded Kludd faster and faster, snapping tail feathers, merciless as his passions flamed out of control. Kludd screed in unison, his disfigured face frowning and twisting between pain and orgasm. At last Kludd spit out ``Fuck! Yes! YES! YESSSS!'' and his cloaca squeezed out mightily against Aidren's sloppy, drilling hole. Cum splashed and splattered between them but Aidren didn't stop.

Aidren grumbled louder and the room went completely dark as he roared like a wounded beast and shuddered against Kludd who was screaming under him. His cloaca pumped throb after throb of cum into Kludd until the kind could contain no more. Creamy seed spattered out between their pulsing orifices and oozed down the stone under Kludd's breast feathers until it dripped off the end of the slab and pooled before Nyra. The light slowly returned to the room in throbs and waves as Aidren's passions waned. His body shrank back down do normal size and his eyes gradually returned to normal.

He pulled his beak from Kludd's neck and released the battle claws from his back. The wounds closed and were dry immediately though Aidren allowed them to leave small scars and tenderness - a reminder of the session that he knew Kludd would appreciate for days to come.

Kludd lay still, surrounded in clouds of semen-saturated steam. Nyra's eyes were moist and she jumped to her feet to see if her lover were still alive. He snored loudly and steam escaped his nares. She nuzzled him and pressed her beak to his, lost, for a moment, in the relief that he was still alive. When she looked up for Aidren, he was gone. Her helmet was resting neatly upon Kludd's battle claws in the corner. She stared for minutes at the empty space. She commanded the guards to search the catacombs but no sign of Aidren was ever found.

Meanwhile, at the island of the Great Tree, Soren was teaching a new class of young owls in the basics of combat flying. ``This maneuver is called a chandelle. You can use it to change direction in a tight place like a forest or a canyon or to rapidly change direction on an enemy. Be careful not to - .`` Suddenly Soren realized that there were more birds present than he had started with. One was a barn owl that he had never seen before. He blinked and cocked his head curiously at the new student. There was something very odd about this fellow.

Soren banked back towards the Great Tree. ``Otulissa, take over the class. I'll meet you all back at the Tree.''

He and Aidren flew on under the sinking moon as they became acquainted. They landed at Soren's hollow and Soren turned the line of inquiry back to Aidren. ``You come from another world? How did you find out about us?''

``When I first came here, I found a group of owls that called themselves the Pure Ones.''

Soren's eyes widened in interest. ``They are despicable. They stole chicks and eggs for slave labor and brain-washed warriors. They're the ones that took me from my nest tree.''

Aidren nodded. ``I met your brother there and his mate.''

Soren looked off across the sea at the setting moon. ``He is lost to me now. He only wants me dead.'' He cocked his head and narrowed one eye. ``How is it that you escaped?''

Aidren shifted and smiled. ``I pleasured them.''

Soren looked Aidren up and down. ``You mean pleased them? With some trick or lie?''

``No. I pleasured them. It's a very keen talent of mine.''

Soren squinted and shook his head. ``You mean you... like you touched their... M-mated??'' Soren gagged like he might yarp a pellet.

Aidren went on to tell his entire experience and Soren wilfed lower and lower on his perch, his gizzard cold and sour within his belly. ``How could you? I mean... my brother. My evil brother. And his wicked mate?''

``Well it did give me some useful information for you. And it was really quite hot, Soren. You are wise and thoughtful, quick and strong, but perhaps I'm here to teach you the virtues of sexual passion? Come, I can start teaching you now, if you like.''

Soren perked up. ``Now? Here? No, others will hear.''

``Then they will be inspired to do likewise. You heard what I told you about Kludd and Nyra raising an inbred army. You need to start raising more chicks for your cause! Let me show you how it's done...''

Soren stared at Aidren's soft white face, his shining eyes, and most of all at his pink, clean beak as it edged closer to him. Aidren opened his mouth and the dying moon sparkled on his moist tongue. It looked delicious to Soren right then and he didn't back away. He leaned forward and felt Aidren's warmth. At last he opened his beak and closed his eyes as their tongues made contact. It was his first kiss and he lingered in it, tasting the sweet breath of this mysterious owl. He needed no further convincing and the two withdrew into Soren's hollow where they spent the day satisfying Soren's long pent-up desires.

Aidren stayed for several nights and taught the owls of the Great Tree how to breed creatively and with passion, how to serve pleasure to others, and how to open their minds to their untapped kinks. He taught them that it was the way to sire the strongest, most creative members for their society. Eventually they formed a new ``Mating Chaw.'' Otulissa found that she had an exquisite talent for writing erotic literature to inspire and pass on all that Aidren had taught them. In time, the Guardians of Ga'Hoole were not only known as brave and virtuous warriors but also as the most sought-after advisors, and purveyors, of physical love in all the land.

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