The young prince meets his fellow pets

Still holding Marcus tightly in her arms, Irena strode up to the front door of the lodge, carelessly leaving the King behind in those awful bonds. The young prince dearly wanted to wriggle out of her grip and rush back there to free his suffering Father, but the hot stinging of his bare butt made it obvious where that would lead. Irena would never let him even try, and all he'd earn himself would be more pain for both of them. As much as he understood that, it still made his heart sting as she carried him away that horrible stable. If only he was a little stronger and less pathetic, then she might have decided to leave him there as well so he could at least be with his Father.

The huntress queen eased him round to slip open the door to the lodge, then stepped inside. She stood now in a long corridor, with several hunting trophies hanging on the walls, the pelt of a snarling lion, the massive antlers of what must have been the biggest stag the young prince had ever seen, and even a pair of long ivory tusks. All the beasts she'd killed over the years no doubt. Marcus swallowed anxiously at the sight. It was rather unnerving to know this was how she treated animals while at the same time insisting all males should be trained to behave like them. At least there weren't any bunny skins though, right?

"Down you go, little bunny." Irena cooed, after she'd slammed the door shut behind them and locked it as well. Then she bent over to set him down on the floor beside her. Marcus winced as his bruised butt landed on the soft carpet, also managing to jar the fluffy tail stuck inside him and sending more of those annoying hot tingles through to his dick. He blushed and wriggled, hoping Irena wouldn't notice. In spite of everything, he couldn't help but think of that night in the tent, and how good her finger had felt as she tenderly stroked inside his butt and milked his little dick dry.

"My Queen, is that you?" A woman's voice echoed down the corridor. Marcus glanced up, just in time to see a soft, smiling face peer round the doorway at the other end. Another woman about Irena's age as well, but shorter and curvier, with big round boobs straining against the front of her dress. She had auburn hair tied into a loose bun and warm, brown eyes that seemed gentle and kind.

"Klara." The huntress queen waved her hand. "Good to see you again."

"Oh, I'm so glad you made it back safely, my Queen." The curvy woman, Klara it seemed, stepped out into the corridor and slipped into a neat curtsy, her big boobs quivering on her chest.

"Not only that, but things went even better than I'd dared to hope." Irena grinned with triumph. "A couple wounded, but we didn't lose a single huntress. Foolish males never even knew what hit them, and we took some very nice prizes back with us, as you can see." She stepped to one side, waving her hand towards the kneeling Marcus.

"Oh my, he is just adorable, my Queen!" Klara squealed with excitement, clapping her hands. "The cutest male I've ever seen. I can't wait to play with him!" The young prince shrank back, blushing furiously as this curvy older woman's delighted gaze flickered over every inch of his naked body. His hand flickered down to awkwardly cover his half-stiff dick, no matter how scared he was of Irena finding out about his boner.

"Sit up, little bunny and stop cowering." Irena rapped her knuckles sharply on his head. With a squeak of shock, Marcus straightened hurriedly off the ground. "This is my housekeeper, Klara. You're to obey her as you do me, and she has my permission to punish you if you're naughty, so make sure you behave yourself around her, okay?" He nodded vigorously. "Good boy." She patted his head instead, which felt much better. "Thanks for looking after Boreus again, he looked very well-fed like he always does when I leave him with you." She glanced back at Klara, bending down to pull off her leather boots as she spoke. "A little soft around the belly for a stallion, but I'll work that off him soon enough. And how were the other boys without me?"

"Oh, you know how they always miss you terribly, my Queen." Klara sighed. "The twins especially. And Luca was acting up a little like he always does when you leave him. He likes to test me that one. I hate seeing them cry, but the naughty kitty earned his tears this time. I just hope he's finally learnt to behave himself around me."

"Good." Irena nodded. "Bring them through to the living room. I want to see my boys, and get my new bunny introduced to them. He's still learning how a pet should behave, and the twins at least will be a good example for him. As for Luca, if he keeps being cheeky I'll sort him out myself."

"As you wish, my Queen." Klara replied. "I'll fetch the little darlings now." She turned and strode back through the door, humming happily to herself.

"This way, little bunny." Irena clicked her fingers in front of the young prince's nose, making him flinch a little. She stepped forward, and Marcus crawled after, the soft carpet underneath him not feeling too rough on his knees. He was shivering nervously, very anxious but still too scared to disobey her. Plus there was this talk of other pets. After the shock of seeing poor, naked Boreus strapped up and locked in his stall, he wasn't sure he even wanted to see what Irena had done to these other boys she apparently owned.

The huntress queen ducked through another doorway, and he followed, finding himself in a large, open room with a fire burning cheerily in the hearth. More hunting trophies on the walls, of course, but there were also a few comfortable-looking chairs around a table near the fire. Irena stepped up to the nearest and sat herself down with a sigh. Unsure what she wanted, Marcus hung back a little, until she snapped her fingers again and pointed at the floor in front of her. Biting his lip nervously, the young prince crawled to where she pointed and sat awkwardly down on his haunches, careful not to jar the tail this time.

Irena's hand landed in his hair, scratching gently at his hair and ears the way she seemed to do at every opportunity. Not that he minded too much. It did feel kind of good, and better this than another spanking on his already tender butt, right? It was easy to just sit here and let her do as she pleased, enjoying the comfort of her stroking and the warmth of the fire on his naked skin. At the same time though, he couldn't help but think about his poor, suffering Father, still locked up alone in that horrible stall. If only she'd let him talk so he could beg her to forgive the King for threatening her. She did have this gentler side to her, didn't she? All he could hope for was that she'd let his Father free when she went to see him again like she'd promised.

A sudden, scrabbling noise from the corridor outside the room made him flinch. Irena rose from her chair, a warm smile blooming across her face. Marcus squirmed round to face the door, just in time to see a pair of naked young men crawl hurriedly into the same room. Irena stepped forward to meet them, and both leapt at her, making delighted yipping noises like a pair of happy puppies. As she crouched down they leapt for her face, nuzzling and licking at her neck and shoulders. The young prince watched all this in utter shock. The pair of boys had the same pretty, freckled face and soft brown hair, twins he was guessing and maybe a little older and bigger than he was. They were wearing a headband each with a pair of pointy dog ears jutting up from their scalps, and of course a long, fluffy tail dangled down behind their pale butts.

"Woah there, boys!" Irena cooed, her hands rubbing and scratching at their scalps and faces. "Yes, I know you missed me, but I'm back now, alright?" The boys nuzzled tenderly into her palms, sniffing and huffing. Just like Boreus, they were behaving exactly like animals, a pair of eager puppies this time. "Good boys..." Irena was scratching under their chins now, and the twins were even wagging their butts vigorously from side to side, waving their brushy tails. "Now, sit." The boys obeyed instantly, planting their bare butts on the carpet with their hands flat on the floor just like a dog would sit. Their eager, smiling faces stayed fixed on Irena, devotion in their eyes. "And where's my Luca, hmm?" Irena glanced up at the door.

Another pretty boy around Marcus' age this time slunk into the room, also on all fours of course. He was naked just like every male in this country seemed to be kept, his skin tanned and smooth. Plus he had a similar headband in his messy black hair with a pair of triangular cat's ears on top. Marcus swallowed anxiously, guessing it wasn't going to be long before Irena found one similar for him to wear, with bunny ears instead. At least he was glad his fluffy tail was nice and short, unlike the long thin one this new boy had shoved in his butt. He was sure he'd be constantly hitting it on things and jarring his butt even worse.

The new boy crawled toward Irena, purring softly under his breath. He wasn't nearly as enthusiastic as the yapping twins, but even that just made him seem like a house cat. As soon as he reached Irena, he started rubbing his chin on her, slinking round her legs. She smiled down at him, reaching with her hand to stroke along his naked back.

"I hear you were very naughty and caused trouble for Klara while I was away." Irena grinned, as her hand continued stroking up and down the boy's back. He froze, a very nervous look flickering across his girlish face. "We'll deal with that later, you bad kitty." The huntress queen nodded. "Right now, there's a new boy here I want you all to meet." She turned towards Marcus, as did all three of the naked pets. The twin's identical faces lit up with eager excitement, while the tanned boy flashed a small, sympathetic smile as he stared at the shivering young prince with his large, dark eyes.