They'd locked the doors
for the night.
girl Lia waited, feeling apprehensive. What duties would she be
expected to perform? She'd only heard vague whisperings of
what went on in this chamber, hushed mentions of lust and lascivious
The Queen had made her choice
earlier that evening at dinner. Lia had been serving the wine when
the elegantly jeweled hand had shot out and grabbed her wrist, drawing
her closer to the royal gaze. The Queen had studied the girl's
face before letting her eyes travel down Lia's body, clad
only in a simple white shift, a sly smile spreading across her face.
She abruptly gestured to her male
servants. "Bring her."
Thus she'd been escorted
here, dressed in more elaborate, silken garments and left to await
the Queen's pleasure on a lustrously exotic bed.
She'd had precious little
experience of what went on in such beds. Sweaty, unsatisfying entanglements
with the stablehands amid the straw and smell of horseflesh didn't
compare with this situation. She licked her lips nervously.
The Queen entered the room and
Lia drew in her breath. The Mistress of the Palace was a beautiful
woman with a strong demeanor, dressed richly in sequins and silk
and smelling lushly of expensive perfume. She smiled indulgently
"Open your legs.
I want to see your cunny."
"Now, my sweet slave…
what can we teach you this evening?" She approached the bed,
and Lia quivered a little. "Oh, come now," the Queen
said, sitting gently down beside her and cupping the girl's
cheek in her palm. "There's no need to fear me, my little
flower. We are here for pleasure, not pain."
The Queen drew her in and kissed
her, the older woman's soft lips tasting faintly of wine. Lia abruptly
sat back, conflicted. The brief kiss had ignited a fire in her loins,
unexpectedly pleasurable yet at odds with who and what she thought
The Queen laughed. "Seems
the accepted perversions accorded to royalty are not so unusual,
eh my sweet?"
Lia's heart was thumping,
yet she didn't resist when the Queen kissed her again. No
man had ever kissed her this way. No man had ever been as gentle.
The Mistress eased Lia's
garment off her shoulders, exposing her breasts. Leaning in, she
took Lia's nipple in her mouth and sucked, swirling the tongue
around the aureole. The slave girl felt herself responding, feeling
a pull deep in her pelvis and an accompanying wetness between her
"Let's see more of your lovely
body, shall we my pet?" With careful hands, the Queen helped
Lia remove her clothes, kissing her flesh at random points, causing
shivers to ripple across Lia's exposed skin. Once her quarry was
naked, the Mistress removed her own clothes, revealing firm breasts
and a dark patch of fur between her legs.
"Lie back," the Queen
commanded, and Lia, accustomed to following orders, complied, still
nervous but also increasingly excited by the situation. "Open
your legs. I want to see your cunny."
Lia spread her legs, exposing
her increasingly wet pussy to the gaze of her Mistress. The thought
of being desired by this powerful woman was jarringly erotic. Lia
found herself waiting expectantly for the touch of another woman,
The Queen gently stroked a single
finger along Lia's damp slit, briefly brushing over her clit.
The slave girl shuddered slightly, now wanting more but unable to
ask or demand. After a few moments the older woman spread open her
labia, admiring the moist pink flesh inside and the small, throbbing
With a smile, the Queen dipped
her head and began to tongue Lia's clit. Expertly she teased the
bud before lowering her mouth and sucking on it. Carefully she slid
two fingers into Lia's vagina and pressed upwards
The slave girl thought she might
swoon with delight. She'd never experienced such a sensation
before and was amazed that her body could produce such pleasure.
She writhed under the Queen's tongue, searching for the raw
peak of bliss until finally she came, a sudden burst of ecstasy
coursing through her body.
She lay back, panting. After a
moment she came to her senses and realized the Queen was looking
at her expectantly.
"Well, my girl. You are
easily taught, it seems. Now it's your turn to give your Mistress
her pleasure." Laying beside the slave girl, the Queen took
Lia's hand and guided it to her own damp crotch.
Lia plunged her finger into the hot wetness between her Mistress'
legs. She'd never touched another woman's cunny before, and she
was amazed by the silky smoothness and pulsing heat beneath her
fingertip. She felt her loins contract with further excitement.
"Now you must rub my clitty,
my lovely apprentice," the Queen said, and Lia did as she
was told, massaging the hard nodule as best she could. She felt
a small thrill of satisfaction to see her Mistress tensing under
her touch, clenching her buttocks and opening her legs wider. "A
little faster," breathed the Queen, her forehead creased with
increasing pleasure, and Lia increased her speed. On a whim she
leaned down and kissed the older woman's nipple, an initiative
that obviously pleased the Queen.
"Wait," sighed the
Mistress after several minutes. "You're… a natural…
my sweet. Now, let's put your tongue skills to the test, shall
Unsure of technique but determined
to try nonetheless, Lia positioned herself between the Queen's
legs and applied her mouth, doing her best to imitate what the Mistress
had already performed on Lia's own cunny.
It obviously worked. Within seconds
the Queen was gasping, grabbing handfuls of silken sheets and thrusting
her cunny up into Lia's face with increasing ferocity. Lia
licked hard and fast, wanting to please the older woman just as
she herself had been pleased. It took longer than expected, but
finally the Mistress bucked beneath her lips and was spent.
The Queen, still panting hard,
studied her from beneath lazy, lowered eyelashes. "You,"
she said. "What's your name?"
"Well, Lia, I think it's
time I promoted you away from the kitchens. Talent like yours should
not be wasted. Of course, you'll need a lot more training.
Indeed, I think you need to be trained, hard, every night. Wouldn't
Lia smiled. "Yes, Mistress."
The Queen grinned and pulled
the slave girl down into her embrace.
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