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He hadn’t even been with another male yet. This was bad. He was going to do such a horrible job that she was never going to come to him again. And then she will tell all the other females just how bad he was and none of them will give him a second thought. \n\nWhy hasn’t he have sex with someone else? He had to be focused on work. Now it’s too late. \n\n“Donatello,” Venus greeted him with a smile. She had a beautiful smile. The curve of her carapace was also appealing and her skin was flawless. The gods held nothing back when they bestowed gifts on her. \n\n“Venus…” Don’s voice cracked and he had to clear his throat before he could speak again. “Venus De Milo. You look lovely today. Did you need my help with something?”\n\nDonatello’s face was burning and his ears were ringing so loud that he wasn’t sure he heard her right when she answered. “I want you to be my primary mate.” \n\nHer primary mate? As in the head male, over the other males she will one day choose? He would be the first one to mate with her every season. This had to have been a joke. Some of the other males must have put her up to this to see how he would react. Don’s head spun and he had to hold himself up against the wagon to keep from fainting. “Me?” he choked out. \n\nShe giggled and stepped closer, “Yes, you.” Her hand came up to touch his cheek and the next thing he knew, he was on the ground looking up at her. Fainting. What a way to impress a female. “Are you alright?” she asked, dropping to her knees. \n\n“A little embarrassed,” Donny answered, trying to stand. “I don’t think I hit my head. Nothing hurts.” \n\n“Take your time,” Venus cautioned as she helped him up. \n\nShe had to have been second guessing her decision now. “Not something one looks for in a primary mate,” Don said as he sat down on the edge of the wagon. “I’ll understand you changing your mind”\n\nVenus sat next to him. “I’m not changing my mind. Though I didn’t expect you to faint, I am well aware of your more… timid nature when it comes to such things. I have seen how you act around the other females. I am even aware that you are a virgin.”\n\nWith a groan, Donny leaned back against his supplies. “What is it you see in me?”\n\n“You are a good man, Donatello,” Venus answered. “You are smart and driven. I know you are timid in some things but I have also seen that fire within you. When you truly want something, you will not back down. You have done so much for this tribe and are deserving of a good mate. I hope you will accept my offer and that you do not have your heart set on another.” She placed her hand on his thigh, causing him to nearly faint again. “I will give you some time to… prepare yourself before I take you into my bed.” She meant that she will give him time to find another male to submit to him so that he could lose his virginity. Who would be willing to do that? The other males want him to fail so they could have Venus for themselves. \n\n“Don’t keep me waiting too long. The mating season will soon be upon us.” She leaned over and kissed his cheek before standing to leave. \n\nHis heart hammered in his chest as he watched her leave. Another male walked past her and she tucked her tail, signaling that she was not available to him. The fact that she had displayed her tail for Donatello was still hard for him to believe. \n\nAfter he finished loading the wagon with supplies, Donatello climbed up into the driver’s seat and urged the horse forward. The large steed was one of the first major luxuries Donny had allowed himself when his business became successful. And it was successful, despite the efforts of Oroku Saki. \n\nIn the two years since Donatello had opened his saloon there had been a few changes to the town. The first change was when Doctor Chaplin left the council and was replaced with a man named Baxter Stockman. Then Saki started buying up businesses to the point that he owned most of the town. Next , and in Donatello’s opinion the worst thing, was when Oroku Saki somehow won the election to be town mayor. Other council members were soon replaced with men who were close to Saki. Fortunately for Donatello, his business was safe. By county law, he owned the land. So long as he was unwilling to sell, Saki could not have it. Even though Saki was the mayor, county law was over his, so his powers were limited. \n\nDonatello pulled his wagon around the back of the saloon and started to unload the supplies. His night time employee helped him with the process while Donatello’s day time help walked through the door. She stifled a yawn as she walked past.\n\n“Good morning, Emory,” Don greeted her and received a wave in response. “I have some paper work to take care of this morning,” he told her. “So I will be in the back most of the day.” It wasn’t uncommon for him to stay out of sight. Yes he owned the business and the town’s people supported him but the travelers who visited the saloon weren’t too fond of seeing a native. \n\nDonatello didn’t mind. The business was successful enough that he could afford to pay for good help. It was the only place in town to get the quality spirits that the tribe made, along with any of the goods that the tribe made. His rooms were well maintained and clean and he allowed buskers to perform for coin which meant that he didn’t have to pay anyone to entertain. There was always a young man or woman who wanted to earn some money by performing in a saloon. \n\nHe finished unloading the supplies and got to work in the kitchen. He cooked all the meals himself to save money and to make sure nothing went to waste. The oats he had set to simmer before he had left for the village were almost finished. He added the dried fruit and cream then stirred the pot before removing it from the fire. He placed the pot next to some breakfast pastries that he had made the night before. The customers would be getting up soon an Emory would start serving breakfast as soon as they started to come down. With the large pot removed from the fire, Donatello started in on making the midday and evening meal. \n\nHe placed a much larger pot on the fire since more people ate at his saloon in the evenings. Bits of meat and vegetables were added to the pot with some water and herbs. It would stay on the fire for the rest of the day. More will be added to it after the midday meal to be ready in time for the evening. Next he started on the bread that would be served with the stew. \n\nAfter he was done with his preparations, Donny grabbed his breakfast and headed to his office to go over the finances. The office doubled as his bed room whenever he was too busy or too tired to return to the village at night, which was happening more often. \n\nHe took a bite of his sausage filled bun and sat at his desk to get to work. There was a gentle knock on the door that led to the outside and Don knew that it could only be one person. “You can come in, Michelangelo.”\n\nThe door opened and Michelangelo stepped in, wearing a dress. “Hey, Donny.”\n\nDonatello groaned. He hated how familiar Michelangelo was with him. Donny had agreed to sell Mikey the items he requested but due to Mikey’s reputation as a whore, Don had him collect his order from the back so no one would see him. It was a dangerous way of life for Michelangelo. If it was ever discovered that he was a male he would be dragged out into the middle of town and killed. Donatello couldn’t imagine why he would take such a risk. \n\nMichelangelo must have seen the annoyance in Donatello’s expression. The smile on Michelangelo’s face faded and he cleared his throat. “Do you have my order ready?”\n\nDonatello pointed to a package next to the door. “You know. You wouldn’t have to pay for any of that if you simply went to the village for it.”\n\nMichelangelo sighed, “I don’t belong there.” He lifted the package and looked at Donny. “Does anyone ever ask about me?” Donny looked away, unable to answer. Mikey nodded his understanding. “I didn’t think so. And that’s why I pay for this stuff instead of going to the village.” He sifted the box in his arms. “Everything going okay with you?”\n\nWhy was he trying to make small talk? Donatello would have preferred if Mikey had just collected the items he had ordered and left. Not wanting to be rude, Donatello looked up at him and shrugged. “I suppose.”\n\n“I can’t imagine anything going wrong in your life,” Mikey said with a nervous giggle. “Your, like, the village hero.”\n\n‘Well, things do go wrong,” Donny almost snapped. “My life isn’t perfect. I can’t be seen as the owner by travelers or I will lose their business. Your boss is breathing down my neck. Venus De Milo approached me this morning to be her mate. Me. I’ve never had sex and I’m expected to satisfy the most desired female in the village. I’m going to fail and become a laughing stock.”\n\nMike snorted, “You could be the worst she has ever had but she will come back to you every year just to be the mother of your children. I could be the best lover in all the villages and no one would want me because I’m… tainted. So excuse me if I don’t feel sorry for you having to hide in the back of your successful business and worry about pleasing the most desired female in the tribe.”\n\n“You didn’t have to become a whore,” Donny shot back. \n\n“Oh no,” Mikey’s voice was laced with sarcasm. “I could have stayed in the village and be treated as a pariah. That was a much better option. At least now I’m taking care of myself and when people look down on me, it’s for something I’ve done and not because of who my parents were.”\n\n“It wasn’t right, the way the tribe treated you,” Donny agreed. “I understand why you wanted to leave. But you didn’t have to become a whore.”\n\nMikey shrugged, “There wasn’t really another option open to me. I needed to be away from the tribe and I needed to make a living so I could stay away. There isn’t a lot of work out there for a native.”\n\n“You could have worked for me.”\n\nMikey shook his head, “It’s still too connected to the tribe.”\n\nDon looked up and locked eyes with Mikey, “Was it really that bad for you?”\n\nMikey nodded, “Bad enough that I prefer to stay a whore than go back.” Lifting the box he gave a halfhearted smile. “There are just a few things that I really miss. Thank you for accepting my money and selling me these things. I know, like the rest of the tribe, you don’t really like me. You’re just too nice to be mean.” Running his bottom lip through his teeth, Mikey thought for a moment then put the box down and closed the door. “Because you’re so nice, I’m gonna do you a favor.”\n\n“And what is it that you can do for me?” Don asked, crossing his arms over his plastron. \n\n“I’m going to teach you how to have sex,” Mikey answered. “So that when you have sex with Venus she’ll be so satisfied that she won’t want anyone else.”\n\nDonny stammered as he stood from his desk, “What?”\n\n“I’ll submit to you,” Mikey said. “You don’t have to worry. I showered this morning, I’m clean. And having sex with me won’t taint your future offspring.”\n\nDonny scoffed, “I know that. I know more about that than you do, in fact.”\n\n“Do you want to practice sex with me or not?” Mikey asked, placing his hands on his hips.\n\n“Why would you do this for me?” Donny asked as he shook his head. “We don’t really like each other.”\n\nMikey’s hands dropped to his sides along with all the humor from his face and Donny regretted his choice of words. Mikey shrugged, “It wouldn’t be the first time I’ve had sex with someone without really liking them. Like I said, you’re nice to me even though you don’t have to be. And besides, it will be a way to get back at all the other males in the village if I help you out.”\n\n“I can pay you,” Donny offered and again, the look on Mikey’s face had him regretting it. \n\nTaking a stuttering breath, Mikey shook his head. “Just don’t charge me for the next order and we can call it even.”\n\n“Okay,” Donny nodded and an awkward silence fell between them. “Did you want to do it now?”\n\nMikey looked up at him and smiled but it was empty. “Sure. You’ve got a few weeks before mating season starts. I’ll make sure you are well versed in sex before then.” He started to remove his dress as he walked toward the bed. All he had to do was untie the corset and the whole thing fell to the floor. It was an efficient design. \n\nMikey got up on the bed and was first lying on his back but then turned over, saying, “Almost forgot how to do it like a turtle.” He looked over his shoulder at Donny, “We doing this or not?”\n\nDonny walked over and made sure that both doors were locked before he headed over to the bed. With trembling hands Donny undid his belt and let his pants fall to the floor. As he undid his shirt, Donny got up on the bed behind Mikey, placing his hands on the small turtle’s carapace for support. He felt as if he was going to faint again. \n\nDon’s hand drifted down to run over Mikey’s tail. “Do I need to do anything?” \n\nChuckling, Mikey answered, “You know how sex works, right?”\n\n“I know the functions,” Donny blushed. “I want to do this right. I don’t want to just jump into sex.”\n\n“Play with my tail,” Mikey instructed. “Pretend it’s hers. If you want the sex to be good, you’re going to need to stimulate her. After that, rub your plastron against her carapace. The vibrations are arousing.”\n\n“Like this?” Donny moved over Mikey. He had to admit that when his plastron scraped against Mikey’s carapace, it was pleasant. \n\nMikey hummed, “Yeah, like that.”\n\n“While you’re up there, curl your tail around mine and line up out cloacas. Keep in mind that hers is going to be higher on her tail than mine is.”\n\n“I know that,” Donny said, trying to keep his voice steady. He brought his tail forward to connect with Mikey’s and they twisted them together for a moment. Donny shivered with a mix of excitement and nerves. The simple act of what they were doing was enough to make Donny’s head swim. He was eager for more.\n\nWith a soft churr, Donny’s penis emerged from his tail and slid into Mikey’s. At first it wasn’t anything special. Being sheathed inside a tail was nothing new but the deeper he went the better it started to feel. \n\nMikey grunted, causing Donny to open his eyes. He hadn’t even realized that he had closed them. “Are you okay?”\n\nMikey nodded, “You’re just able to go deeper than anyone else has been able to.”\n\n“Does it hurt?”\n\nThis time, Mikey shook his head. “It’s just a bit tight. You can keep going.”\n\nDonny started to rock his hips and with each thrust his plastron scrapped against Mikey’s carapace. His whole body shook and it wasn’t long before he climaxed. “Sorry,” Donny breathed, sitting back on his feet. \n\n“We’ll work on your endurance,” Mikey replied. “You didn’t do that bad. I’ve had guys loose it the second they stuck it in. At least you managed a few thrusts.”\n\n“It wasn’t very good either,” Donny said, feeling a little underwhelmed by the experience. The way others have gone on about sex they made it out to be some glorious act. The orgasm was nice but he thought it would be better. \n\nMikey got up off the bed. “It will get better one you start lasting longer. Trust me, sex can be great if you know what you are doing. And when you’re with someone you actually like.”\n\n“You would know,” Donny mumbled and yet again regretted his words. He couldn’t even bring himself to look up and see the effect they had had on Mikey. \n\nMikey got himself dressed and headed to the door. “I’ll see you tomorrow. I promise. I’ll have you ready in time to please Venus this mating season.”\n\n“Thank you,” Donny said without looking up. He kept his head down until he heard the door close. 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The fact that she was approaching him, made Donatello extremely nervous.

She couldn’t desire him for a mate. He was getting himself worked up over nothing. Surly she wanted to talk to him about something. Maybe she wanted a job. Sure he was smart but he wasn’t as large or strong as most of the other males. She could have the pick of the tribe. Why would she choose him? He chanced a glance at her as she neared and noticed that her tail was down. That could only mean one thing. She did desire him for a mate.

What was he going to do? He hadn’t even been with another male yet. This was bad. He was going to do such a horrible job that she was never going to come to him again. And then she will tell all the other females just how bad he was and none of them will give him a second thought.

Why hasn’t he have sex with someone else? He had to be focused on work. Now it’s too late.

“Donatello,” Venus greeted him with a smile. She had a beautiful smile. The curve of her carapace was also appealing and her skin was flawless. The gods held nothing back when they bestowed gifts on her.

“Venus…” Don’s voice cracked and he had to clear his throat before he could speak again. “Venus De Milo. You look lovely today. Did you need my help with something?”

Donatello’s face was burning and his ears were ringing so loud that he wasn’t sure he heard her right when she answered. “I want you to be my primary mate.”

Her primary mate? As in the head male, over the other males she will one day choose? He would be the first one to mate with her every season. This had to have been a joke. Some of the other males must have put her up to this to see how he would react. Don’s head spun and he had to hold himself up against the wagon to keep from fainting. “Me?” he choked out.

She giggled and stepped closer, “Yes, you.” Her hand came up to touch his cheek and the next thing he knew, he was on the ground looking up at her. Fainting. What a way to impress a female. “Are you alright?” she asked, dropping to her knees.

“A little embarrassed,” Donny answered, trying to stand. “I don’t think I hit my head. Nothing hurts.”

“Take your time,” Venus cautioned as she helped him up.

She had to have been second guessing her decision now. “Not something one looks for in a primary mate,” Don said as he sat down on the edge of the wagon. “I’ll understand you changing your mind”

Venus sat next to him. “I’m not changing my mind. Though I didn’t expect you to faint, I am well aware of your more… timid nature when it comes to such things. I have seen how you act around the other females. I am even aware that you are a virgin.”

With a groan, Donny leaned back against his supplies. “What is it you see in me?”

“You are a good man, Donatello,” Venus answered. “You are smart and driven. I know you are timid in some things but I have also seen that fire within you. When you truly want something, you will not back down. You have done so much for this tribe and are deserving of a good mate. I hope you will accept my offer and that you do not have your heart set on another.” She placed her hand on his thigh, causing him to nearly faint again. “I will give you some time to… prepare yourself before I take you into my bed.” She meant that she will give him time to find another male to submit to him so that he could lose his virginity. Who would be willing to do that? The other males want him to fail so they could have Venus for themselves.

“Don’t keep me waiting too long. The mating season will soon be upon us.” She leaned over and kissed his cheek before standing to leave.

His heart hammered in his chest as he watched her leave. Another male walked past her and she tucked her tail, signaling that she was not available to him. The fact that she had displayed her tail for Donatello was still hard for him to believe.

After he finished loading the wagon with supplies, Donatello climbed up into the driver’s seat and urged the horse forward. The large steed was one of the first major luxuries Donny had allowed himself when his business became successful. And it was successful, despite the efforts of Oroku Saki.

In the two years since Donatello had opened his saloon there had been a few changes to the town. The first change was when Doctor Chaplin left the council and was replaced with a man named Baxter Stockman. Then Saki started buying up businesses to the point that he owned most of the town. Next , and in Donatello’s opinion the worst thing, was when Oroku Saki somehow won the election to be town mayor. Other council members were soon replaced with men who were close to Saki. Fortunately for Donatello, his business was safe. By county law, he owned the land. So long as he was unwilling to sell, Saki could not have it. Even though Saki was the mayor, county law was over his, so his powers were limited.

Donatello pulled his wagon around the back of the saloon and started to unload the supplies. His night time employee helped him with the process while Donatello’s day time help walked through the door. She stifled a yawn as she walked past.

“Good morning, Emory,” Don greeted her and received a wave in response. “I have some paper work to take care of this morning,” he told her. “So I will be in the back most of the day.” It wasn’t uncommon for him to stay out of sight. Yes he owned the business and the town’s people supported him but the travelers who visited the saloon weren’t too fond of seeing a native.

Donatello didn’t mind. The business was successful enough that he could afford to pay for good help. It was the only place in town to get the quality spirits that the tribe made, along with any of the goods that the tribe made. His rooms were well maintained and clean and he allowed buskers to perform for coin which meant that he didn’t have to pay anyone to entertain. There was always a young man or woman who wanted to earn some money by performing in a saloon.

He finished unloading the supplies and got to work in the kitchen. He cooked all the meals himself to save money and to make sure nothing went to waste. The oats he had set to simmer before he had left for the village were almost finished. He added the dried fruit and cream then stirred the pot before removing it from the fire. He placed the pot next to some breakfast pastries that he had made the night before. The customers would be getting up soon an Emory would start serving breakfast as soon as they started to come down. With the large pot removed from the fire, Donatello started in on making the midday and evening meal.

He placed a much larger pot on the fire since more people ate at his saloon in the evenings. Bits of meat and vegetables were added to the pot with some water and herbs. It would stay on the fire for the rest of the day. More will be added to it after the midday meal to be ready in time for the evening. Next he started on the bread that would be served with the stew.

After he was done with his preparations, Donny grabbed his breakfast and headed to his office to go over the finances. The office doubled as his bed room whenever he was too busy or too tired to return to the village at night, which was happening more often.

He took a bite of his sausage filled bun and sat at his desk to get to work. There was a gentle knock on the door that led to the outside and Don knew that it could only be one person. “You can come in, Michelangelo.”

The door opened and Michelangelo stepped in, wearing a dress. “Hey, Donny.”

Donatello groaned. He hated how familiar Michelangelo was with him. Donny had agreed to sell Mikey the items he requested but due to Mikey’s reputation as a whore, Don had him collect his order from the back so no one would see him. It was a dangerous way of life for Michelangelo. If it was ever discovered that he was a male he would be dragged out into the middle of town and killed. Donatello couldn’t imagine why he would take such a risk.

Michelangelo must have seen the annoyance in Donatello’s expression. The smile on Michelangelo’s face faded and he cleared his throat. “Do you have my order ready?”

Donatello pointed to a package next to the door. “You know. You wouldn’t have to pay for any of that if you simply went to the village for it.”

Michelangelo sighed, “I don’t belong there.” He lifted the package and looked at Donny. “Does anyone ever ask about me?” Donny looked away, unable to answer. Mikey nodded his understanding. “I didn’t think so. And that’s why I pay for this stuff instead of going to the village.” He sifted the box in his arms. “Everything going okay with you?”

Why was he trying to make small talk? Donatello would have preferred if Mikey had just collected the items he had ordered and left. Not wanting to be rude, Donatello looked up at him and shrugged. “I suppose.”

“I can’t imagine anything going wrong in your life,” Mikey said with a nervous giggle. “Your, like, the village hero.”

‘Well, things do go wrong,” Donny almost snapped. “My life isn’t perfect. I can’t be seen as the owner by travelers or I will lose their business. Your boss is breathing down my neck. Venus De Milo approached me this morning to be her mate. Me. I’ve never had sex and I’m expected to satisfy the most desired female in the village. I’m going to fail and become a laughing stock.”

Mike snorted, “You could be the worst she has ever had but she will come back to you every year just to be the mother of your children. I could be the best lover in all the villages and no one would want me because I’m… tainted. So excuse me if I don’t feel sorry for you having to hide in the back of your successful business and worry about pleasing the most desired female in the tribe.”

“You didn’t have to become a whore,” Donny shot back.

“Oh no,” Mikey’s voice was laced with sarcasm. “I could have stayed in the village and be treated as a pariah. That was a much better option. At least now I’m taking care of myself and when people look down on me, it’s for something I’ve done and not because of who my parents were.”

“It wasn’t right, the way the tribe treated you,” Donny agreed. “I understand why you wanted to leave. But you didn’t have to become a whore.”

Mikey shrugged, “There wasn’t really another option open to me. I needed to be away from the tribe and I needed to make a living so I could stay away. There isn’t a lot of work out there for a native.”

“You could have worked for me.”

Mikey shook his head, “It’s still too connected to the tribe.”

Don looked up and locked eyes with Mikey, “Was it really that bad for you?”

Mikey nodded, “Bad enough that I prefer to stay a whore than go back.” Lifting the box he gave a halfhearted smile. “There are just a few things that I really miss. Thank you for accepting my money and selling me these things. I know, like the rest of the tribe, you don’t really like me. You’re just too nice to be mean.” Running his bottom lip through his teeth, Mikey thought for a moment then put the box down and closed the door. “Because you’re so nice, I’m gonna do you a favor.”

“And what is it that you can do for me?” Don asked, crossing his arms over his plastron.

“I’m going to teach you how to have sex,” Mikey answered. “So that when you have sex with Venus she’ll be so satisfied that she won’t want anyone else.”

Donny stammered as he stood from his desk, “What?”

“I’ll submit to you,” Mikey said. “You don’t have to worry. I showered this morning, I’m clean. And having sex with me won’t taint your future offspring.”

Donny scoffed, “I know that. I know more about that than you do, in fact.”

“Do you want to practice sex with me or not?” Mikey asked, placing his hands on his hips.

“Why would you do this for me?” Donny asked as he shook his head. “We don’t really like each other.”

Mikey’s hands dropped to his sides along with all the humor from his face and Donny regretted his choice of words. Mikey shrugged, “It wouldn’t be the first time I’ve had sex with someone without really liking them. Like I said, you’re nice to me even though you don’t have to be. And besides, it will be a way to get back at all the other males in the village if I help you out.”

“I can pay you,” Donny offered and again, the look on Mikey’s face had him regretting it.

Taking a stuttering breath, Mikey shook his head. “Just don’t charge me for the next order and we can call it even.”

“Okay,” Donny nodded and an awkward silence fell between them. “Did you want to do it now?”

Mikey looked up at him and smiled but it was empty. “Sure. You’ve got a few weeks before mating season starts. I’ll make sure you are well versed in sex before then.” He started to remove his dress as he walked toward the bed. All he had to do was untie the corset and the whole thing fell to the floor. It was an efficient design.

Mikey got up on the bed and was first lying on his back but then turned over, saying, “Almost forgot how to do it like a turtle.” He looked over his shoulder at Donny, “We doing this or not?”

Donny walked over and made sure that both doors were locked before he headed over to the bed. With trembling hands Donny undid his belt and let his pants fall to the floor. As he undid his shirt, Donny got up on the bed behind Mikey, placing his hands on the small turtle’s carapace for support. He felt as if he was going to faint again.

Don’s hand drifted down to run over Mikey’s tail. “Do I need to do anything?”

Chuckling, Mikey answered, “You know how sex works, right?”

“I know the functions,” Donny blushed. “I want to do this right. I don’t want to just jump into sex.”

“Play with my tail,” Mikey instructed. “Pretend it’s hers. If you want the sex to be good, you’re going to need to stimulate her. After that, rub your plastron against her carapace. The vibrations are arousing.”

“Like this?” Donny moved over Mikey. He had to admit that when his plastron scraped against Mikey’s carapace, it was pleasant.

Mikey hummed, “Yeah, like that.”

“While you’re up there, curl your tail around mine and line up out cloacas. Keep in mind that hers is going to be higher on her tail than mine is.”

“I know that,” Donny said, trying to keep his voice steady. He brought his tail forward to connect with Mikey’s and they twisted them together for a moment. Donny shivered with a mix of excitement and nerves. The simple act of what they were doing was enough to make Donny’s head swim. He was eager for more.

With a soft churr, Donny’s penis emerged from his tail and slid into Mikey’s. At first it wasn’t anything special. Being sheathed inside a tail was nothing new but the deeper he went the better it started to feel.

Mikey grunted, causing Donny to open his eyes. He hadn’t even realized that he had closed them. “Are you okay?”

Mikey nodded, “You’re just able to go deeper than anyone else has been able to.”

“Does it hurt?”

This time, Mikey shook his head. “It’s just a bit tight. You can keep going.”

Donny started to rock his hips and with each thrust his plastron scrapped against Mikey’s carapace. His whole body shook and it wasn’t long before he climaxed. “Sorry,” Donny breathed, sitting back on his feet.

“We’ll work on your endurance,” Mikey replied. “You didn’t do that bad. I’ve had guys loose it the second they stuck it in. At least you managed a few thrusts.”

“It wasn’t very good either,” Donny said, feeling a little underwhelmed by the experience. The way others have gone on about sex they made it out to be some glorious act. The orgasm was nice but he thought it would be better.

Mikey got up off the bed. “It will get better one you start lasting longer. Trust me, sex can be great if you know what you are doing. And when you’re with someone you actually like.”

“You would know,” Donny mumbled and yet again regretted his words. He couldn’t even bring himself to look up and see the effect they had had on Mikey.

Mikey got himself dressed and headed to the door. “I’ll see you tomorrow. I promise. I’ll have you ready in time to please Venus this mating season.”

“Thank you,” Donny said without looking up. He kept his head down until he heard the door close. Promising himself that he would be nicer to Mikey next time, Donny got up off the bed. He was lost in his thoughts as he got dressed but shouting from the saloon snapped him back to reality.

Not even taking the time to button his shirt, Donny grabbed his shotgun and headed out to handle the problem. The one thing he hated the most was when people caused problems in his saloon. It was too early in the morning to be drunks.

The office door let out to the bar area. As soon as he stepped out he could hear Emory yelling. Oroku Saki’s goons, led by Hun were storming through the saloon. Tables were knocked down and patrons were being harassed.

Lifting his shotgun and aiming at Hun, Donny yelled, “Get out! Now!” Donny stepped around the bar and moved closer. “Go on. Get.”

Hun flashed Donny a knowing smile, like he had won something. With their hands up, Hun and his goons backed out of the saloon and Donatello followed. When they got out to the street, Donny fired the shotgun into the air to get their attention. “You come in to my business again I will not hesitate to shoot you. I know my rights and I know the law. This is my territory and I have the right to defend it.”

“That’s where you are wrong,” Saki said, riding up on his black horse.

Donny rested the shotgun on his shoulder and looked back at Saki. “The county rule in my favor. You may be the mayor but taking this business in beyond your jurisdiction.”

Saki smiled, “He who holds the deed owns the land.” He held up two parcels. “And I own the deeds to both your little business and to the plot of land that the former mayor worked so hard to grant to your people.”

Without another word Donatello turned and ran back into the Saloon. It wasn’t possible. The deeds were in a top of the line safe in his office and he was the only one who knew the combination. There was no way Saki could have them.

Once in his office he dropped to his knees and spun the lock to the safe. His throat was dry as opened the safe. He removed money and papers in search of the precious documents but they weren’t there. “How?”

“You gambled them away,” Saki said entering the office. “You really should cut back on your drinking.”

Donny turned to glare at the intruder, “You’re lying. You stole them.”

Saki shrugged, “Who’s going to believe a lowly native? It’s well known that your kind have been drowning their sorrows with their own fine spirits. I even have witnesses.”

“Why are you doing this?”

“I detested that your business was doing better than mine,” Saki said. “It isn’t right. And the land your people are on. I want it.”

Donny’s heart sank. He had failed his people. He was supposed to be guarding the deed to the land. “You’re going to force us to move?”

“No,” Saki answered. “You and you’re people are going to work for me. They will harvest the land and you will continue to work the saloon. For free. If you do not… you doom your people.” Saki paced the small room. “I’m going to be making a few changes. For starters, that girl out there is fired and you will be tending the saloon. I will be sending two of my girls to work here. They will perform so there is no need for buskers. Of course, all the money the business makes will come to me. You will report all finances to me every month. I will send April over to go over the finer details.”

Donatello stood in numb silence, unable to do anything. Saki had somehow managed to get what he wanted.
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