Secret 
by pyrostinger

When you work in a brothel as I do, you often find that your mind can be as valuable, if not more, than your body.  

Do not mistake me; I know my workplace is where one samples pleasures of the flesh for a price.  For an evening, for a day, patrons are treated to decadent luxury and one, or perhaps more, sexual acts.  But as my mistress, Miss Shiya, tells me, it is an escape.  The world of the brothel is not the real world and unless you possess great wealth, you cannot live this life, surrounded by such beautiful people.  

And do not think I do not know how beautiful I am.  My slender form and vivid, orange fur with ink black stripes do not come from simple wishing.  The first thing I do after rising every morning is practice my martial art.  I have even begun to teach a few of the others how to keep their bodies healthy through daily practice.  After that, I take a long bath and carefully scrub my fur of impurities, so I can remain as pretty as possible.  Because of my looks and my love-making skills, I am able to charge the most of any of Mistress Shiya's male whores, and quite a bit more than most of her female ones.  In fact, she often tells me that if she had not found me, her brothel would be doing poorly in males.  While I know for certain that there is some embellishment to this tale, I know also that Mistress Shiya has a shrewd mind for people.  I do love a good compliment, and that one never fails to get me purring.  

Even so, my value is not solely with my body, as gorgeous as I am.  What matters more is my discretion.  This ability allows me to keep more clients.  In a city such as Fairwind secrets are highly prized, and often sold to the highest bidder.  My mistress hoards them, using them in the political world she dabbles in, saying it is for the "good of the city" or some other lofty goal.  For myself, I care not.  While I enjoy sharing most of my secrets with Shiya, I simply like to gather them myself.  

What heads I turn is a secret I sometimes keep.  You see, where I come from it matters not what is between the legs of the ones you choose to lie with.  What matters is enjoyment and pleasure.  That is not so here in Fairwind, and with such an attitude pervading the city I frankly wonder how Mistress Shiya was able to open the establishment I lovingly work at.  And while I do not discriminate between the sexes, knowing I am taboo excites me; I take a great amount of joy in turning the heads of those males who would look on me with open desire were it not for the disapproval of society.  

Take, for example, Lord Bahari.  He is a rhinoceros, the son of a foreign exile and raised here.  Though cut off from their country Lord Bahari's father, Lord Vusi, was a man who made a second fortune running a steamworks factory.  Currently, he is in talks to find his son a wife so that at least he may return to the land of his birth with some lands and a title in more than name.  Of course, I knew neither name nor title the first time I saw the lordling, though his dress gave away the color of his florins.  

He was in deep talks with Mistress Shiya by the entrance, something that caught my attention.  While she does indeed work alongside us in the brothel, she usually does not seek such attention, choosing instead to deflect it away.   The fact that she was talking for so long with the same person meant something, and I grinned.  It was the sign of a secret.  

"Kuval, why do you smile?  I'm not that bad at tiles, am I?"  Jie's sudden question broke me from my reverie, and I looked to her.  She was the newest girl, a panda, and come from the eastern countries like myself.  

"There is something happening by the entrance," I told her, my grin persisting.  "Miss Shiya is talking with a lordling.  Do not look; his gaze turns this way."  I looked back down, studying the tiles before glancing quickly back up.  "I believe he looks upon me..."

"You believe everyone looks upon you," Jie said, rolling her eyes.  I smirked.

"Do they not?  Am I not beautiful?" I asked, staring at Jie with my head to the side.  "Is there some flaw that I missed?" I went on in a low voice.

"Kuval, you're--"

"Jie, you've been requested."  The voice of Miss Shiya startled us both.  There she was, standing over us like royalty in silks, her skin and much of her clothing in red, and wearing a warm smile.  As always her arms were bared, showing her tattoos to whoever would look.  

Jie, however, was still chilled.  "I... I have been requested?" she asked, looking up at Shiya.

"Yes, you have been requested."  My mistress swept over to the panda's chair, bending at the waist and placing hands on uncertain shoulders.  "It's alright, Jie.  You'll be fine.  If I had nothing but the utmost confidence in your abilities, I wouldn't have let him ask for you."

Seeing Jie distressed made me place my hand over hers and give it a squeeze.  "You will perform well, mei-mei.  All you have to do is that which comes naturally."  

A smile came to her face then, and I smiled back to her.  She stood, bolstered with renewed confidence.  "Where is the client?"

"By the stairs," Shiya answered.  "A rhinoceros in finery.  Oh, and don't worry about his name or title.  'Milord' will do."  Jie nodded, and then made for the stairs as Mistress Shiya took the vacated place.  

We watched her go, and then I looked at the lizard before me.  "So, are you to be my opponent at tiles, mistress?"

"For a time," she said, studying the tiles.  "Have you been teaching Jie to play?"  The way she looked at me made me think that perhaps her words held a second meaning.  

"I have."

"She still has much to learn," Shiya said, words still pregnant with entendre.  My head tilted, and she grinned right back to me.  "You should teach her."  Taking a brief look at the tiles in front of her, and the placement on the board, she put a tile down.  A bold move.  

"What will I be teaching her?" I asked, making a move of my own.  

"What of... the value of discretion, hm?"

When she was intent on it, Shiya never failed to intrigue me.  And though she caught my attention, she refused to elaborate on what she meant for some time, until I was abruptly told to bring wine to a client's room.  "Whose?" I asked.  "And why did you not tell me sooner?"

"Because I wanted to give her time.  The client wished it as well."  My mistress gave me a look, then said "Remember to call him 'milord,'" before walking off.  I watched her for a few moments, then looked at the tile board.  She had me beat, even from Jie's unenviable position.  

A brief trip to the wine cellars later, I was climbing the stairs, abuzz with anticipation and with a nice golden cordial in my grasp.  I could hear the sound of music wafting from one of the rooms, recognizing the sitar Jie played in her spare time.  I could not recognize the tune, but it sounded somewhat irregular.  When I entered the room, I knew why.

The room was typical of the brothel.  A kind of casual decadence, sultry in its own right.  On the bed sat rhino and panda, Jie playing her sitar.  She was naked and distracted by a similarly unclothed rhino in between whose legs she sat.  He was playing her, hands stroking over her chest and stomach and creating difficulty for her instrument playing.  I had enough presence of mind to set the wine and glasses down on a table, but beyond that I was enthralled by the scene before me.  "Close the door," the rhino said, and I did, while he busied himself licking across Jie's neck, a hand tweaking and pulling her breast.  

"Would milord like some wine?" I asked, my nose twitching at the scents in the room.  Jie was aroused; she was too inexperienced to play at it.  Her face was flushed, breasts rising and falling with every deepened breath.  Though when she heard my voice, her eyes flicked toward mine in surprise.  

"Yes.  Not too much," answered the rhino, and I set about opening the bottle and pouring a glass.  He took it blindly, and immediately dribbled it across Jie's neck, lapping it up as it got to her breasts.  Her head lolled back, breathing out a sigh as milord buried himself in her bust, sucking up all the sweet wine from her fur.  The more of her body he covered, the more the sitar slipped from her grasp until I took it from her mostly nerveless hands and set it to the side.  

To say that this sight did not entice me would be false in the least.  Were I not attracted to what I saw, it would be easier to keep still.  I was firm, but kept my composure, as it seemed I was to wait on the rhino and Jie.  Even so...  

"If milord will not need anything else--" I began.

"Stay," said the rhino, nudging Jie to her back.  "I want you here."  The way he said it held me in place, while the rhino threaded his horn through the panting panda's pale mounds.  I found myself at a loss for words, a powerful curiosity holding me here more than milord's statement.  He wanted me here?  Why?  Did he simply enjoy being watched?  If this was so, then I would certainly enjoy myself watching the bulky rhino cover Jie with kisses.  

Then I noticed how milord rhino had arranged himself.  By now, he had picked up Jie's legs, his mouth descending over her cutely rounded belly to graze.  He himself lay on elbows and knees, his rear pointed in my direction.  When his tail lifted over his back, my part in this became clear.  Grinning, I moved past the rhino, catching him looking up at me from the corner of his eye.  I did not go far; only enough to fetch a small bottle of oil from a cabinet, kept for these purposes.  

As I let some of the oil dribble down milord rhino's rear, I thought I heard a moan from him.  This only gave strength to the smile on my face, and I wriggled from my sheer pantaloons.  "You did not come for Jie, did you, milord?" I asked him in a lilting tone.  "No," I went on, stretching the word, "milord came for this."  His tough skin rippled when my cock slapped his leg.

Though I have a slender figure, I am not afraid to admit that I possess also a thick cock.  Nor am I afraid to use it.  To be fully truthful, I quite enjoy using my cock when I am working.  I know that there are clients for it, as I have a great many of them.  However, most male clients do not wish it to be known that they are tail raisers, or even worse, raise tail to one such as me.  I am sometimes mistaken for a female, a fact I take advantage of.

Jie started to come down while I nestled my length in the valley of milord's rear.  Squeezing him around me, I thrust through his valley, and the tall, strong rhino bowed his head and moaned.  I loosed a small purr, my eyes narrowing as I focused on my task.  There need not be any more words, for his desire was palpable.  "This is what you wanted, milord, is it not?" I asked, teasing him further.  He nodded quickly.

However, the lovely panda was feeling out of place.  She tried to move, but I saw the rhino immediately grip upon her hard enough to make her gasp in surprise.  With his arousal more than plain, he looked up at Jie.  "Please, don't go."

"Do not make her feel unwanted," I told milord, grinding harder to his backside.  I felt him shudder, gripping even tighter to the panda's body, but nestling his horn among her stomach as well.  

"Please..." he said again, pushing against me to make his plea clear.  

"As you were, milord," I told him, and the mighty rhino began to lick at Jie's thighs and inward.  Jie seemed confused, but the resurfacing need of her body overrode it.  She is one who enjoys watching males at play, and pulled milord rhino in to her honeypot, growling in her need.  

Allowing myself a smile of satisfaction, I began to press a finger into milord rhino's backside.  I felt him tense, but respond favorably.  It was clearly not his first time being ridden, this lordling.   And with how young he looked, well, I was rougher than I might have been, a second finger soon joining the first in plumbing milord rhino's valley.  My practiced fingers found that ball of pleasure within him and rode it.  The rhino let out a muffled groan, pressing his head to Jie's sex, and the panda held him there.  She caught the force of the rhino's grunts and bellows and pushed back with her hips, as eager as milord rhino was.  

After a third finger plumbed into his depths, my shaft once again slid across the lordling's arse, to use a coarser term.  The oil-slick hand had ventured down, dragging a claw delicately over a raging erection, and I loosed another purr.  I do so enjoy my job.  I was making a lordling, if not a lord, my plaything.  It was as if I was given double my weight in sweet cream.  Meanwhile, milord rhino was breathing hard, one massive hand clutching the sheets while the other curled around Jie's leg, holding her open to what licks he could spare her.  The lovely panda was too caught up in the moment to realize that she was getting poorly serviced.  

My purr deepened to a growl as I began to fill milord rhino.  He gasped, face and muzzle pressed to Jie's body, who held him tighter, shoving her scented nethers to his face.  I grinned, watching the two and nudging more whenever the lusty lording returned to his task.  He understood quickly, and though a hand dropped down to pleasure himself, he also drank of the panda's fragrant lips.  When I came to a hilt within his warm body, I felt him spasm and grip me.  It was exquisite.  

I paused a moment, both to savor that feeling and to let milord's body contain itself.  That one grip had led to another, and another in quick succession; another sign of his excitement.  I let him calm while I toyed with his muscled rear.  This lordling kept himself well, something I could appreciate.  I dabbled with the idea of giving him a swat, but I decided that might overstep my boundaries.  Instead, while he moved his hand from himself to give more pleasure to Jie, I began to thrust.  

I was slow at first.  I could feel him tremor.  Despite his experience, I doubted that he took one such as me often, if at all.  Gradually, I fed him more and more of myself, letting my length thread through his stretched rear, my hands kneading and playing further with it.  Looking to the panda, I saw her cradle milord rhino's head with one hand, the other holding him steady by his horn.  He was no longer directly on her nethers; that was now the task of however many fingers he put to it.  

But I would not make it easy for him, not at all.  The rhino was treated to my firm pace, the hand not occupied with pleasure of any kind tightly wound in the sheets.  I could hear Jie pant faster, and on a whim I lunged forward, grabbing her by her neck and pulling her into a deep kiss.  She clutched to me, her body rising to its apex, then broke the kiss with eyes shut, mouth open.  Watching her reach was perhaps one of the most beautiful events I had ever seen.  

Jie slumped backward to the bed, her body lightly twitching, breathing rapid as she sought to bring it under control.  I had stopped, content to grind myself inward to milord while he watched Jie.  I was certain now that he enjoyed being in such a position, of submission to others.  Withdrawing myself, I bid him to his back.  When he did so, I pushed within him again, picking up his knees.  

I recognized him here, strangely enough.  It is not often that I know who someone is during coitus, but the jawline, and seeing his face all at once struck me as how similar he looked to Lord Vusi, an infrequent patron to this very brothel.  To my sorrow, he would not request my services, but he might request of Jie should he ever develop a taste for panda.  Storing that knowledge away, I glanced up at her then, and she seemed recovered.  I beckoned her forward, directing her lovely muzzle over milord Bahari's length.  

While I was again slow in the beginning, this was to tease the lordling.  With Jie working over his length with lips, tongue, and hand, he was bucking both into her and back on me, his body caught in all manner of squirmings.  It was only after he gasped that I take him that I began to do so in earnest.  Hearing him moan and cry was sweet to my ears, and I rode him harder for want of hearing them more.  

No man can last forever, and I was soon to reach when he loosed another one of those soulful cries.  With gritted teeth I filled him, grinding my length into his rear and pushing every drop to rest within.  I was surprised that he lasted so long with Jie's muzzle on him, as I know that with it she is well-skilled.  Not long after my last fell within him was his bursts of life flowing in and around Jie's lovely lips.  

Jie cleaned herself up with hands and tongue until I pulled her over, making a show of cleaning her with mine.  Milord, however, seemed blissfully unaware of our show, reacting only as I made to pull from him.  "No," he whispered, holding me in, so after giving the panda's face another few licks, I lay down upon his heavy body, purring while Jie lay beside him.  We were content to sleep like this until there was a knock on the door.  

Being the least encumbered of us three, Jie went to open it, quickly putting on her blouse.  It was Sylvia.  "I've been told-- oh my..." she began, her ears flicking backward and flushing as the flighty gazelle looked upon milord and myself.  I grinned, purring a bit louder and nuzzling into milord's chest.  Milord himself seemed unperturbed, even petting over me while I ground into his backside.  

"Kuval, I wish you wouldn't do that.  I got a message from Mistress Shiya for milord B-- ah, milord," she went on, her flush not retreating.  I blew a kiss to her.  She looked away for a moment before returning her gaze to the reclining rhino.  "Your father's here, seeking you."

"Is he?" came the mild response.  Being so close to him, I felt him tense immensely.  I do not blame him; Lord Vusi would not look kindly upon his son if he found him to be a tail raiser.  

"Aye.  He'll either soon leave or want something for himself.  Officially, we haven't seen you; there's a back entrance you can take that'll bring you out by the south gate.  You know your way from there?"  

Lord Bahari nodded, and I rolled from him as he began to dress himself.  Discretely, I took a towel and wiped at his hindquarters.  With Jie and I assisting him, he was soon clothed and as decent as he could get.  His scent was something he would have to take care of himself.  "Are you to take me to this back entrance?" he asked Sylvia.  

"Yes," she replied, and soon left with Lord Bahari in tow.  

I sighed, wilting against the bed.  Jie joined me, but had confusion on her muzzle.  "What troubles you, Jie?  Did you not have fun?" I asked her, laying my muzzle against her leg and purring.

"I did, but I don't understand.  Who was our client?  Who is his father?"

She looked to me then, but found me grinning.  "I would tell you, fair Jie, but that would be giving it away."

Have I mentioned how much I love secrets?  Or, how cute Jie is when she is frustrated?