Werebear

Night Caller

I put Twinkle-Toes in his kennel for the night and stretched out on the couch. It had been an eventful evening, and I still hadn’t processed everything I heard in Sniff’s cabin. Stephan had finally told me what his plan was, and I was still trying to understand the implications of what he said, but the efforts of the evening had drained me, and I fell into a fitful sleep almost instantly.

I was awakened by Starlight. I had no memory of sleeping or dreaming, just an odd sense that I had been hearing voices all night, and that one voice had stood out. A woman’s voice, but I didn’t recognize it and I couldn’t quite hear it or make out anything she said. I shook this off as I opened my eyes and realized that Starlight had brought us breakfast.

“I didn’t see you there and figured you had probably overslept,” he explained. We checked in on Twinkle-Toes, who was still asleep, and chatted over breakfast. Eventually, after he awoke and I fed him, Starlight broached the subject of Stephan’s plan for the new moon. I stopped him and suggested it would be best to discuss this outside.

The first round of workshops had begun, so the property was pretty quiet. We found a comfortable spot by the lake and sat down. “I don’t think we should talk about this in front of Twinkle-Toes, at least not yet.” He agreed. “Did it all make sense to you? I think I have a handle on it, but I’m not quite sure.”

“It seemed pretty straightforward to me,” he answered with a grin. “You’ve been collecting magic cum from Twinkle-Toes, and by storing it up you are making it more powerful and making it your own. On the night of the new moon you will fuck him and cum in his ass and your cum will make an energetic connection that will break the bear’s hold on him. Does that sound about right?”

“You make it sound so…simple.” I had to admit it sounded a bit stupid when he put it in such blunt terms. I would normally have scoffed at such an idea but feeling an electro-orgasmic jolt every time Twinkle-Toes gave me his cum, had made a believer out of me. “If only you could feel what I have felt. You have no idea.”

He smiled, “No, but I have seen the effect his cum has on you. There’s more than a simple orgasm going on.”

His words echoed in my head, “More than an orgasm,” but it wasn’t his voice, it was a woman’s voice, the woman from the dreams I couldn’t remember. How did I know that if I couldn’t remember the dreams?

I must have zoned out as I listened to that echo, because I was suddenly startled back to the present by Starlight. “Hello! Anybody home?”

I blinked and returned my attention to him, “Sorry, I thought…did you hear anything?”

“Like what?” He seemed amused, “I haven’t heard anything this morning but sounds of whips and paddles.” Just as he said that the faint sound of someone being paddled wafted across the lawn. We both laughed at the coincidence and got up to return to our duties. He had to help with lunch preparations, and I needed to take Twinkle-Toes for his morning walk.

He was being much more compliant today than he had been. I sensed no resistance from him and began to wonder if I had enough of a connection with him to remove the collar. Not yet, I thought, I need more proof that he won’t bolt. As we headed to the lodge for his morning necessities, he asked me a curious question. “Who is she?”

“Who is who?” I retorted.

“The woman who spoke to you last night.”

I stopped in my tracks and turned to him. “How do you know about that? It was just a dream.”

“No, it wasn’t. She was there.” He looked concerned that I couldn’t remember. She stood over you and spoke to you for over an hour. Don’t you remember? “

“What did she say?” I remembered nothing from the night, except that vague voice.

“She spoke so softly I couldn’t understand.” He was trying to remember the details and having difficulty. “And when she walked, she didn’t make a sound, no footsteps, the fabric of her skirt didn’t rustle, I couldn’t even hear her breathe.”

“What did she look like?” Had there been an intruder last night?

“She was old. Her hair was long and straight, a dark gray with streaks of white in it. She was tall and thin, and I think she must have been quite beautiful when she was young.”

“And what did she do?” I asked, becoming more uncomfortable by the minute.

“Nothing,” he responded. “I didn’t see her come in or leave. She was just there by the door. She moved over to you and stood over you, speaking softly. She looked at me once and smiled, but she never came near me or spoke to me. You sat up but you still seemed to be asleep. You spoke to her a bit then layed back down. She went back to the door and then she was gone.”

I was clearly shaken by his account and this troubled him. “Did I say something wrong? Have I displeased you?” He looked like he was about to burst into tears.

“No…no, you’ve done nothing wrong. You’ve done well for telling me about this, thank you.”

“So, I have made you happy, I’ve done what you wanted?” He brightened.

“Yes,” his need for my approval was obvious. “You’ve been very good.”

Then meekly he asked, “Does that mean I can have the plug in me again this morning when I give you my cum?”

He caught me by surprise with that question and I laughed out loud. “Of course, you can. I’d give it to you right now if I had it with me. Now show me how much you want to give me that cum, let’s see how fast we can get you cleaned up and back to the cabin.”

It didn’t take long at all. His enthusiasm to be plugged was overriding any other desire and I felt comfortable keeping his hands free as I milked him. We never made it to the loft. Immediately upon entering the cabin he was on all fours on the floor with his bare ass ready to be filled. Once it was in, he rolled over onto his back, presenting his hard cock for my pleasure. Even though I wasn’t going to be able to cum, I gave myself the luxury of sitting on it this morning instead of sucking it.

Just as he shot his load and I began the explosive experience of absorbing his cum, I thought I heard something, but I couldn’t focus. Once I had returned to myself, I realized Sniff was standing over us, enjoying the show. I met his eyes sheepishly and greeted him. “umm…’morning Sniff.”

“Don’t let me interrupt,” he chuckled, sitting on the sofa. As I raised myself off of Twinkle-Toes’ still hard cock, Sniff watched carefully, commenting, “Aren’t you going to clean him up? There’s still some cum on his dick.” I did as he suggested, kneeling in front of Twinkle-Toes. As I did this, I felt Sniff fingering my hole. “Some of it’s leaking out. Don’t want to go wasting it.”

I rolled over onto my back, pulling my knees toward my face to lift my ass in the air in front of him. “make sure you get it all.” He took his time and did a very thorough job pushing every last drop deep inside. When he was done I turned to Twinkle-Toes. “You have been a very good boy this morning. Would you like to take your nap on the bed today?”

“Can I keep the plug in?”

“Yes,” I conceded, “For an hour or so. I’ll come and get it when it’s time. Can you behave yourself alone up there, or do I need to tie you up?”

“I’ll behave, I promise.” He was jubilant at this first taste of freedom. And it was rather hypnotic to watch is cute little ass climbing the ladder with its black plastic tail wiggling back and forth.

“Do you think that’s wise?” Sniff had also been watching him as he reached the loft.

“I do, I think last night did the trick. He’s very anxious to please me, and the butt plug seems to be, pardon the expression, filling his need for anal stimulation. I’m still watching him closely, and I won’t leave him unattended. The loft is secure and there are two of us to stop him if he tries anything. I thought it was a good first step.”

Sniff considered, then looked at me with admiration. “You’ve thought this through well. You’ve handled this whole situation very well, especially considering how skeptical you were when I first met you.”

“Thank you.” I may have blushed, but I was anxious to get his opinion, so I forged ahead and began. “Twinkle-Toes told me something this morning. Something disturbing.” I filled him in on the strange dreams and the visitor Twinkle-Toes claimed to see in the night. “Could there be someone wandering around these woods?’ I asked. “I didn’t lock the door, I haven’t since I’ve been here. It seems safe.”

“It is,” he answered, “but he said she never opened the door? She just kind of faded into the shadows?”

“Evidently.”

“So, she could still be here?”

I was shocked by this thought. “She…Should we search?” I jumped up to look around, but there was really no place to hide.

“I don’t think it’s that kind of intruder.” He thought for a moment, “I’m contacting Stephan, I think he needs to look into your memory again and see if it is similar to your other lost dream.”

I didn’t try to stop him. After a moment he asked, “Stephan wants to know if he can make contact with you.” I nodded my assent. Almost instantly I could sense his presence. He asked me to focus on Breakfast. I felt him join me in the memory. And move me backward to when I was asleep. Again, everything became blurred by an impenetrable gray mist, beyond which we could see the events of the previous evening. He thanked me and removed himself from my mind. As I came back to myself, I could see that Sniff was listening. I waited, and when he came back to himself he said, “he doesn’t think there is anything to worry about, he still didn’t sense anything malevolent and he believes it was the same being who woke you earlier in the week. It seems Twinkle-toes caught a glimpse of your guardian angel.” He grinned at me and I breathed a sigh of relief. “Still, I think it would be wise to have someone keeping watch.”