Too late

"It's too late for that" You hear Meer respond to Mirre's whisper. You look to the side to see Meer approaching.

"Mummy I can explain." whimpers Mirre.

"You don't have to dear." Meer responds in a motherly tone. "I know what it is like only having your farther for male company and he hasn't even mated with you before. I go the same ideas when I was your age. Luckily for me, your father came and defeated my father, your grandfather, before he chose me. But with the mating season just a few days away I don't see any challengers likely to come. I just have some questions for Alisa here then we will see what happens next." She turns to you. "Let me see it." It is a demand, not a question.

You remove the quilt to reveal your naked body: nipples erect, cock hard and a moist spot on the sheets where your pussy has made it nice and wet. "I'm sorry Mrs Meer" You say almost automatically flashing back to when you got in trouble with your tutor growing up.

"Your not in trouble, yet," Meer replied. "Now, tell me, do you love my daughter?