A Rarity Ch. 02

Jodok chatted with her when he could, but sometimes another man would approach and ask about his new rider. Jodok would say something along the lines of, "This is Aniu, and I'm going to marry her soon." Then the man would politely greet her. Jodok would insist that he was in a hurry, and then he'd end the conversation, taking his new companion away from the man.

Their destination was a large building of old gray stones. There were lattices near the tall windows, serving as supports for climbing plants with brilliant flowers. The interior had a dirt floor, but the ceiling was high, and there was a long cobblestone path in the middle. It was mostly empty in the great space, but there was a very tall podium in front, with a somewhat withered looking centaur reading an unrolled scroll as he stood behind it. His face suggested old age, but his hair wasn't gray. There was a small round cap on his head. It was bleached white with a small golden pin in front.

Jodok approached him and told him that he had "claimed" a woman as a wife, and he wanted it to be officially recorded. The older centaur nodded and left them alone for a bit. When he returned, he was holding a stack of documents. He asked Jodok to sign his name on one of them. "If you can't write," the man said, "then put an X there. I'll write your name beside it."

Jodok turned out to be literate. He signed his name, and then Aniu did the same. The older centaur then congratulated them and wished them well.

"Now that it's done," Jodok said, his humanoid torso turning back, his green eyes seeming to smile on their own, "we can go to the market."

It was noisy there. It was a bit crowded there. Wooden stalls with cloth roofs bore various products, half of them edible. Because the sellers and the customers were centaurs, the stalls were very, very tall. There were a few dwarves, but almost everyone was a centaur. They walked or trotted about, often with baskets and bags attached to them. Some of them were pulling little carts that usually carried smaller animals, like chickens. Some centaurs were guiding little mobs of sheep.

Aniu noticed that the peasant-looking centaurs with women didn't only have belts linking their two waists together. The women actually had harnesses tied about their bodies with loose leashes linked to the centaurs' horse-like shoulders with another harness. Aniu wondered about it for a few seconds, but then she thought that peasant women would have to do some work. So, the peasant husbands would have to let them walk around, but they'd keep a leash on them for their own safety. The wives of higher class women who didn't need to be outside would probably turn their noses up at the thought of having a harness and walking around on the ground in public.

Jodok waved his hand at an older centaur, and Aniu realized that it must have been Jodok's father, Amado, because Dasuna was on his horse-like back. Amando went over to Jodok, and congratulations were given. Aniu blushed when Dasuna said with a smile, "It seems I'm not the mistress of the house anymore."

Amado seemed to show his age in his face. His coat was black, though, and so was his hair. Despite his age, he seemed handsome, even with the typical centaur-nose that was so big and took in so much air. Amado's horse-like body was bearing baskets full of products that had apparently been purchased, mostly salted fish, apples, hay, barley, and cheeses. Amado took the time to ask Aniu, "What are some of your favorite foods? I'll try to find something for you."

Aniu smiled and confessed that she was very fond of pasta dishes, especially the ones with cheese. Amado nodded and said he'd see about getting some extra flour. Then he said goodbye and Jodok carried Aniu over to a section of the marketplace that sold invigorating spices. Aniu took a long, happy breath and enjoyed the earthy, sweet aromas that were all around.

Whenever Jodok ordered a bag of spices, he took the time to hold the spice up to Aniu's nose so she could enjoy its luxurious scent. Jodok would hand the seller quite a bit of money, since spices were expensive, but he didn't take any of the product. A courier would carry his purchases to his house later. Aniu was particularly impressed when he ordered a decently sized sack of sugar.

Once Jodok was satisfied with his orders of spices and sugar, he carried Aniu off to a building that had a centaur boy calling out, "Fine cloths! Fine cloths here!" Aniu thought he was rather adorable. He looked to be nine years old, with a lovely reddish brown coat and a bouncy attitude.

Inside there was another dirt floor. Aniu was very quickly figuring out that centaurs simply preferred dirt floors. She did see, however, that there was a women's side, and the women there kept their walls partially open. Aniu saw only two women. They were working at a draw loom and chatting with each other. On the men's side, two centaurs carrying wooden clubs were standing near the women's side, guarding the females. A third centaur was displaying several fabrics hanging on indoor clotheslines or rolled up on tables. A fourth and a fifth centaur were in a corner of the building, working at tall vertical looms that didn't have treadles.

Jodok waved his hand across the air, his palm up, and he said to Aniu, "Please, choose from among these, so that your new family may make clothing for you."

Aniu put her fingertips right at her lips, hiding a smile.

When they finished ordering the fabric, Jodok went to a carpenter's house and ordered several pieces of furniture and a few wooden clogs. A new woman was meant to live in his house, and she would sleep on the second floor, the same floor where the master of the house would sleep. She needed quite a few things. Jodok did too, particularly for when his wife was meant to visit him on the men's side.

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Dasuna, Katell, Fifi, and even Aniu all formed a little circle, kneeling on cushions, sewing together new dresses and accessories. There was plenty of positive conversation to be had, and Aniu was glad to know that she wasn't the only female in the family. Katell even announced that she was pregnant, which earned her several quick embraces. While it was likely that she'd give birth to a boy, there was always the chance that it would be a girl.

Although Aniu had made her life changing decision in less than twenty four hours, she was pleased with it. She would have ended up at a centaur's house anyway, married to a stranger and put to work as a wife. At least she ended up with a group of reasonable people.

Soon, Dasuna said it was time to cook lunch. All the females left their work to go to the end of the building, where the kitchen was. The floor on the women's side was low and made of stone, almost level with the dirt. The men's side was still dirt. There were a few wooden clogs for the women to step in. Dasuna had to lend Aniu a spare pair. Then she opened the wall and asked a servant for assistance. Aniu noticed that there were rather tall kitchen appliances and furniture on the men's side.

Aniu was then put through a cooking lesson, and a lesson in managing people. "You'll have to order everyone about soon," Dasuna told her as she handed her a potato to peel. On the men's side, servants went to their own tasks, chopping or boiling something. Sometimes they had to reach over the boundary between the two sides, taking something from or giving something to a woman.

As the women worked, Katell pointed out, "There will be a party here in a few days, to celebrate your marriage."

"That sounds lovely!" Aniu said with a grin.

And there was, indeed, a party a few days later.

The women opened up their walls and danced around for the perusal of the male guests. Everyone ate spicy and sugary foods. Aniu was looked upon by the male guests with something similar to longing, but none of them touched her. There were only a handful of female guests in comparison. Still, Aniu wasn't accustomed to having so many people on the women's side. It was peculiar to her.

When it was finally quiet, when all the guests were gone, and it was nearly time to sleep, Aniu walked upstairs and sought out her new husband. She had done this each night since the first time they had made love. So, she knew exactly which spot to wait at.

Jodok was the one to open the walls, which was fine. She had wanted him to. Nude and glorious, he smiled down at her and asked, "Are you going to put on your shoes?" They both knew she was.

Aniu smiled, slipped her feet into the cool clogs he held out for her, and stood on the men's side. She put her palm against a certain spot Jodok had told her would arouse him greatly if petted. It was a spot between his two front legs, under the fluffy bit of hair that hid his first penis. Jodok responded with a rumbling sort of moan. One of his back legs stomped on the ground a few times. Each little beat against the dirt echoed in her ears. She smelled something musky. She had a good idea of what it was.

With a giggle, Aniu leaned into him, and then she was lifted up. She clung to his humanoid torso, her arms about his shoulders. She felt the hem of her new silk gown being pulled up. Then Jodok's fingers pressed into her bare buttocks.

She was kissed fiercely, hotly, and her muscles her slackening. Then she was carried off to an area with a tall table she was familiar with. There was a new, long cushion on the table, covering most of the flat surface. She was happy when her backside sunk into the soft material. Jodok's warm hands swept across her skin as he helped her to remove her clothing, putting them aside on a separate piece of furniture. Soon, she was wearing nothing but wooden shoes on her feet and ribbons in her hair.

Jodok let his nose tap against hers. His eyes seemed to be glowing with lust. He stepped back, and then he moved down, bending over a little, his fingers sliding up to her thighs.

And his lips were there, right at her slit, licking up and down, all while Aniu's breathing became unsettled. She felt her own moisture ooze out as the tip of his tongue glided up and down, teasing her, just reaching the clitoris but not quite touching it. It was a pulsing feeling, a needy, tense feeling. She puled out her frustration at not having something more intense.

Then Jodok hummed and seized that silently whining little clitoris between his soft lips, drawing on her, causing her to cry out, "Oh gods, yes!"

It was as if the whole world was blending into a mess of instinct. Her fingers crimped sections of the cushion beneath her. Her hips rocked into her husband's face.

Two thick fingers pushed inside, putting pressure underneath her already spasming clitoris. Aniu became a wild, howling creature. Soon, her throat burned from her screaming, and her pleasure reached a point that had her nerves protesting at the magnitude of it all. Then she was panting.

Jodok moved closer and straightened, sighing. He hugged her for a moment, whispering, "I'm so fortunate to have you."

Aniu caught her breath, and she managed to say, "You certainly saved your money."

He laughed at her. His humanoid chest shook against her. Then he asked with a mild tone, "Would you like to try the second penis now?"

In the past days, Aniu had been curious enough to touch it with her hand, but she hadn't ever let him put any of it inside her body.

"I won't let you take any more than what you can endure," Jodok cooed, his fingertips sliding up and down her bare spine.

Well, he wouldn't ever try to harm a woman he wanted to impregnate. A damaged woman is likely to miscarry.

"I suppose," Aniu said, shivering at his touches, "if it would please you, you could try it."

So, he helped her flip over and move down. Her belly was on the table. Her legs hung off. She was surprised to note that her shoes were still on. She rolled up part of the cushion so she could have something to grip.

Then Jodok took his time to push his fingers back into her, preparing her, sending more branches of pleasure all around her body. Her slippery, yet tight cunt trembled around her husband's digits, all while Aniu moaned in her heat. A few more strokes, and then the fingers moved away. Aniu felt empty and almost sad for a few seconds.

But soon, the head of what Aniu knew was Jodok's first penis, the human-sized one, was pushing in from behind, and she heard Jodok groan out to her, "I need to stretch your pretty pussy."

"Hnnn! It feels so marvelous! Keep stretching me!"

He did, in and out, in and out, pushing and pulling, stroking her senseless, his hands gripping her backside. Aniu's body was rocked a bit on the table. Her fingers clawed at the cushion as the feelings piled onto each other, as she nearly had another orgasm.

Jodok pulled out of her, muttering something that seemed to crumble in Aniu's ears.

Then there were heavy clunks as Aniu saw two horse-like hooves slam onto the table. His body heat was over her bare back. His fur tickled her skin.

And then ...

A harsh, gasping sort of feeling, like being torn apart, it consumed Aniu's brain. She sucked in her breath, and then she coughed. Her fingers went to her mouth, weaving into each other. She was afraid that if she screamed, Jodok might stop, and then he wouldn't be as pleased with her as he normally was.

Jodok's voice was so tight, yet wavering, that Aniu wondered if he was trying to keep himself under control. "Oh, Turtledove! My sweet little dove! You might ruin me!"

And he moved faster. The table shook. Aniu squeaked out a hopeful little noise as she felt little fizzling bits of pleasure dance around her pussy.

Pussy ... that was a fun word. She was grateful to have learned it from her husband. She didn't know if she'd ever say it out loud, though. The same went for cunt, cock, and other similar words.

Those musings faded away as her pleasure intensified. Her body was being roughly pressed into the cushion. Her clitoris loved the fabric's texture. Aniu felt completely full, even when the great phallus withdrew. Her moans repeated, and then they were needy little yips. She was so delirious that she thought she was blind.

"Yes! Yes! More! I can't ... oh please!" There wasn't much logic in Aniu's words, but there was plenty of lust.

Then she seemed to be full of not only her husband's second penis. She was full of something else. Rushing pleasure, like cool water running through her veins, but also hot, it was difficult to properly describe. She only knew that it was good.

And eventually, she was calm again, but drained and still very full of that long erection. Jodok cursed at her, but not with insults, only with broken compliments with naughty words sprinkled in. Then he halted, wailing out something like a ghost's cry, and Aniu was soon overflowing with a hot, sticky mess.

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On the following morning, the women opened up some of the walls before they started eating their breakfast. They chatted with little Masaron, a cute little centaur with blond hair, as the boy ate basically the same meal as the women, except with slightly larger portions, and a serving of clean grass and hay. Odilon was beside him, eating a larger version of his son's meal. Jodok was there too, but he was finishing up.

Once Jodok was done, he handed a servant his dishes, and then he wiped his mouth with a small handkerchief. He eyed Aniu with a slightly burning look, but he was very polite as he walked over to just outside the women's side and held out his hand to her.

Aniu put her hand in his as she ate. She offered some of her food to him, for she had learned that centaurs needed to eat much more than humans. Jodok refused very gently, squeezing her hand. He seemed happy to simply exist there, on the men's side, with only his hand moving past the boundary.

Aniu didn't mind at all. She thought he should be allowed all the affection in the world, because despite the fact that they were still strangers, they both came to an agreement. They both consented. They both were willing to deal with each other, even though they knew they were taking risks. The marriage could always turn bitter. They might even grow to hate each other. Yet, didn't most centaurs take that risk? Didn't most women, even in her homeland, take such risks, and often at the demand of their parents? At the very least, this was a risk that Aniu was taking of her own free will, and the same for her new husband.

This wasn't a bad way to end up, now was it?

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The End

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Author's Note: I don't think this will be the end of this entire universe. It's just the "end" of Aniu's happy little story. I needed something positive and cute. Anyway, if you have any ideas about what stories I should write with this universe, feel free to comment and let me know. Also, if you notice that I didn't write something very well, or if something in general doesn't make sense, let me know about it. Thank you so much for reading. I appreciate it.