Comfort the poor boy

"Tsk-tsk."

The whimpering battered body of the perfect deer boy was writhing below the proud goddess of a beastwoman, his tearing blue puppy eyes raised at her pleadingly. He dared not speak in front of her. He could only wordlessly watch her gorgeous, elegant body, his abused manhood still throbbing from arousal. Tried as he might, he could not turn away from her. She was so perfect, even now. Especially now, when she stood triumphant over him. Her perfect curves covered in dark fur glistened, accentuating her hourglass figure. Her massive breasts defied gravity, leaking corrupted milk. Her cute tail, now turned on Charles, emphasised her sizeable derriere.

"You are so cute."

Suddenly the expression on the deer girl's face transformed. Her dark eyes, lined with black fur resembling thick eyeshadow which gave her that gothic, aristocratic look, lost its stern countenance and opened wide. They more resembled Adele as she was as a human, caring and loving, yet sensitive. Charles, through his teary eyes, saw that she was tearing up herself right now.

Goddess Adele lowered her whip, eventually dropping it altogether, and sat down at her ****'s side. First she teased him a bit, moving like a stripper to show off her body to Charles, until at last she relented to embrace him fiercely. The deer boy moaned in ecstasy, his manhood rising until it pushed into Adele's stomach. This only served to please his mistress even more, who playfully rubbed her body against Charles' cock and then proceeded to caress his battered body.

"So ****. So hurt. Isn't that why I love you?"

The deer boy's eyes watered once more at these words. He mustered all his strength, his body still burning with pain, to hug his tormentor back, their bodies pressed against one another. So beautiful. So perfect.

"Forget about her. Forget about all of them. Let me make the old pain go away. The pain that hurts is no more. Now, there is only my pain. The good kind of pain, which I enjoy giving and my cute boy enjoys receiving..."

The deer boy slowly lied down as Adele playfully kissed his sensitive nipple and pressed on his manhood. Charles moaned.

"Do you understand why you need to be dominated and tortured, my dear Charles?~" The boy dared not speak and tried to look away, much to Adele's dismay; the deer girl immediately slapped him. "Speak when you are told to, **** boy."

"T-to punish me for being a naughty boy?~"

The deer girl slapped Charles again, then pulled him into a kiss.

"So cute..." the deer girl teased her **** and pinched at his nipple, "No, my cutie, it is because you are a good boy. You are too cute and **** to be left alone. I need to dominate you so I could protect you, so nobody could hurt you anymore but me..." the deer girl slowly mounted her boyfriend, using her power over him to prevent him from cumming too soon. "This new pain will help you forget about everything bad that happened before."

With these words, the mouths of the two deer beasts conjoined in a passionate kiss as Adele rode Charles. Their passionate lovemaking continued for a while, the deer girl bucking on her steed's sizeable cock while their lips and hands met every now and then. Adele could not have been more ecstaric. It would take time to purge all sorrow from Charles, but these moments of passion, together with her tortures, would eventually make him forget. That is what she had wanted, for all those years. To make him happy. To see him smile once again.

And he was smiling now, while looking at her. The memories of past failed romances, of the family he had lost, of his old, sad, human life were fading now, replaced by the storm of sadomasochistic pleasure the Goddess and Adele promised. His mistress was smiling too. Her dream boy was with her, now with the body of a model and the mind of a masochist: her fantasies realised in the fullest. It was heaven.

After an hour or so of passionate lovemaking, Adele was at last satisfied and allowed her **** to cum, expelling a torrent of corrupted glowing sperm into her deer pussy. Nourished by the sexual energy, the two servants of the Goddess pulled away for a moment and then embraced each other again, unable to let go of their dark, sadomasochistic love.

"One day I will enslave a harem of lovers. Naked boys will worship me and kiss my hooves, kiss each other for my pleasure and dance for my amusement. But I will only ever love one of these slaves. You. My Charles. My deer boy."

"Y-yes, mistress~"

"And to make things fair, I will share you with my fellow dominatrices sometimes. Do not worry. It is not adultery if your mistress watches..."