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“Good morning, Rene,” Jess chimed. It was two days after the Empress had finally taken her. In what was becoming a tradition between them, she joined Rene on the opposite side of his desk over several plates of breakfast food. Her cream colored peasant dress bunched inelegantly as she curled languidly in what was quickly becoming her favorite chair.

“Good morning to you, too,” he gave her a smug smirk to accompany the lightly teasing tone his voice had developed since she had given in to her mistress’ advances. Despite having heard it from him constantly, it made her blush and she hide her face behind her cup of tea until the warmth faded.

“So what are you doing this lovely morning?” she asked and turned an inquisitive eye to the papers littering his desk buried beneath the food.

“Ah, this and that, just some reports and the like,” Rene dismissed it all with a vague wave of his hand.

“For the Empress?” she returned.

“Yes, and no. Some of them are, a few go to the treasury. Those are about our expenses,” he indicated the guilty stack of papers and forms with a distasteful look. “Everything has to be properly filed for them. So naturally they need eighty copies filled out by hand by yours truly. And then there are physician documents here somewhere.”

“What are those for?”

Rene shrugged, “Kateri keeps a physician on call and the harem girls get routine exams each year. Two of the girls managed to get sick last week, so I had to call her in.” He rolled his eyes; this also must have required copies in triplicate.

“I didn’t know we had a physician here; it must cost a lot to keep her here. It must cost a lot for all of this,” she gestured around at the walls to indicate the whole harem and themselves.

“It comes out of Kateri’s personal accounts. The people don’t pay for it,” he explained.

“Really? I always assumed it was tax money that kept everything here running.”

“It used to be, and if times were a bit better, it would be. But when Kateri started expanding her harem beyond what her predecessors had, she needed more money, and the treasury isn’t in the greatest shape. Some smart investments made by Kateri in her earlier years keeps us running,” he somberly replied. Now he kept his eyes fixed on the plate in his hands where he picked distractedly at his food.

“Funny to think that such a large empire has such little money,” Jess commented offhandedly, but she did want him to continue. The life of a slave was determined by economies and politics that often the people knew nothing about. Oh, Jess had heard things, enough to know who Kateri was and her reputation, but not enough to understand the strange events to the north.

Rene caught her in her little deception, she thought for a moment when he turned shrewd eyes on her. “You don’t know about the war at all, do you? I mean what is actually going on, not just that it is there.”

He didn’t give her a chance to answer. “Well, fifty-five years ago, in 1758, Empress Alexis started the war. Back then the Empire was suffering financially, but unlike now it was because we were overpopulated. There was no way to raise enough crops in a growing season to feed the whole nation, so many cities had to import food. But that is very expensive after a few decades, and many cities could no longer afford food. Taxes and tariffs were raised by the foreign nations as well as the Empire itself. Empress Alexis decided that there was only one solution.

“In 1758 she gathered as the remains of the military and took them east, to the Saquow living on the Cape of Cai. It took her three years, with the army unequipped and wearing rags for uniforms, but she cut across so brutally that enemy armies fell back before they even engaged. The Empress granted them permission to use whatever force or means necessary to conquer the Saquow; her troops raped, gutted, and hung everyone they came across. They didn’t harm the villages themselves though; seeing as that was what they were after. But the people, the Saquow themselves, were either killed horribly or shipped back here as slaves.

“When the whole mess was over, she had a large supply of slaves and many, many empty villages with fertile fields and livestock. She relocated thousands from everywhere in the Empire to fill those villages and tend the fields; the people went right along with it, after all, if someone offers you a free farm with lots of land, are you going to refuse?

“The slaves were mostly sold off to other countries to raise funds for a bigger invasion. Our ruined army had taken the whole Cape of Cai barely outfitted and now what would stop them from continuing?”

“But the Saquow were farmers, not soldiers. They didn’t even have a government,” Jess said perplexed. “What made them think that they could stand against an organized enemy?”

“No, they weren’t a proper army, but a farmer knows how to defend his fields, and the Empress made sure that it was spread around how a Saquow could gut a soldier with a scythe, even through chain mail.”

“And people believed this?” her voice sounded incredulous.

“It’s called propaganda,” Rene said with a bitter smile.

“Anyway, Alexis rallied more recruits together and spent most of the incoming money on weaponry and armor. She sent them north in 1762, towards the Navarati. It went the same way as it had with the Saquow, until they reached Riventa. The mountain range forms a natural barrier and is called the Stone Fortress for a reason. In it are thousands of connecting tunnels which can be used as a defensible base to those who know their way around. It stretches far enough that the only way around it is through dense swampland. Unfortunately, those swamps aren’t very friendly. Not even the Navarati can pass through them.

“The army camped at the bottom of the cliffs, but there was no way to get to the Navarati. They, on the other hand, could pour burning pitch, hail down a storm of arrows, or toss rocks at the Imperials. For ten years they tried to get through. Dangerous paths were eventually found through the mountains, but each wave of Imperial forces that made it past the shark-toothed caves or labyrinthine paths were ambushed by the Navarati. The line of the mountains and swamps was called the Division Line, and cuts cleanly across the continent.

“In that decade, Alexis ordered for ships to be built. If an army could not pass through the Riventa, then a navy would circle around and take the shoreline. But by this time the other northern nations had heard of the war, and the Vellanaka would not let Alexis pass. If the Navarati were defeated, they were naturally the next target, and if Alexis had a navy, they would be even more vulnerable. So from 1762 to 1772, it was a race to see who built the superior navy.”

“The Vellanakas are surrounded by water, wouldn’t they already have ships?” Jess interrupted.

“Yes, well, so are we, but the only vessels either country had were merchant vessels. And at the time the Vellanaka had more of those, since almost all their business is in their merchant fleet. So, in 1773, Alexis launched her fleet northward. But, as you said, because the Vellanaka’s have always had more ships, they had a large number of converted ships and those were of better make. After a few years of fighting, a blockade was formed and a cease fire was called on the seas. The Vellanaka pulled back.”

“Why?” Jess sat up, enthralled in the history lesson. “They had a better force, why did they fall back?”

“The Alvene Empire joined ours. And they have a bigger fleet than even the Vellanaka. But we did not have the strength to finally push them back, and the Alvenians had no military experience. The only reason the Vellanaka fell back was the sheer number of Alvenian ships, not necessarily their prowess in sea battles.

“And they sat there for the better half of the decade. There were skirmishes, and the land battles continued, but no one was able to make a committed campaign. The Empire was licking its wounds, the Vellanaka were cowed by the Alvene, who themselves were sitting back without military command. All this lasted until 1792.

“At the time, people here were getting restless. The Empress’ daughter, Rewenan, was thirty-three, married, had an heir of her own, and was by far more mentally stable then her mother. Rewenan wanted the war to end; but there was no way to convince Alexis that it was in the best interest of the people. Economics had gotten better while no one was looking. Those who had been relocated to the Cape were able to provide enough food for the masses, and the people enlisted to build ships for the navy had been paid well. The system was flowing again, money was changing hands and there were fewer and fewer poor. We had enough land to spread out, but Alexis would not be sated.

“A coup was the only answer, but Rewenan would never approve of assassinating her mother. So several of the nobles tried without Rewenan’s support. Alexis was run through with her own sword on Volot 23, 1792, by a noblewoman who has since refused to claim the glory. Rewenan’s coronation went quickly; no one wanted an empty throne in the middle of a war.

“Alexis, for all her eccentricities, though, was well aware of the hatred toward her and made one final decree before her death. Her daughter was not to reign, ever. If Rewenan tried to take the throne, she was to be executed. Everyone scoffed when the decree was announced unofficially days after she was crowned. But a few lurking supporters of Alexis’ regime were still loose and took it into their own hands to fulfill their mistress’ last wish. Rewenan and her husband Valence, were founds dead in throne room.

“There was only one survivor of the royal family then, Rewenan’s six year old daughter.”

“Kateri,” Jess whispered softly. Rene smiled sadly.

“Since she took the throne, Kateri has been trying to carry out her mother’s wishes, in spite of her grandmother’s. But now things are very complicated. If she tried to pull back now, the Vellanaka and Navarati would strike and destroy us. So she must at least maintain the forces at the Division Line and blockade. If the Navarati fell, though, she would be able to keep the Vellanaka back. They would not be able to stand against us directly without their little Navarati buffer. But that means more fighting.”

Uneasy silence fell on them both. Rene was exhausted from his speech, and Jess was just as exhausted from hearing it. It was a difficult topic. Both nibbled their food and eventually were able to kick up a conversation on more lighthearted subjects.

~*~

Jess had been summoned to the Empress’ rooms again. It had been almost a week since that first night, and she had been eager to return to her mistress’ bed. When Rene had come to her with the news that Kateri had called for her again, her heart had leapt in her chest and she had hurried to get ready. She had a new perspective on things, and wanted badly to be with her troubled mistress.

As she walked Jess pondered the strange instructions given to her by Rene. She was to go straight to the bedroom and was not to wait for the Empress to call her in. She reached the tops of the steps and decided it didn’t matter; the Empress had summoned her up again. She wasn’t going to be thrown out or sold. And she would do what ever it took to make sure that never happened.

She pushed the ornate doors opened and walked into the main room of Kateri’s suites. She turned and entered the bedroom only to freeze mid-step at the sight on the bed. Kateri lay naked and her hands and one leg were wrapped around another woman older than Jess. Jess backed away and thought that surely her summons must have been a mistake, as the lady was already occupied with someone else.

She was sneaking towards the door when the woman beneath Kateri looked up and spotted Jess. The woman gave her an odd, kind smile. Kateri looked up from her neck and caught her gaze; finally she turned to look at Jess. Jess felt her breath catch at the sight of her mistress. Her eyes were dark with lust and her black hair was mussed from her exertions. She licked her lips and held out a hand to Jess, inviting her into the fray.

Jess took a tentative step forward and finally gave in, coming quickly to Kateri’s side of the bed. Kateri rose off the bed to meet her and drew her up onto the silk sheets as she stripped the barely there clothing from Jess body. The other woman reached across and ran her fingers along Jess’ breast as Kateri maneuvered Jess between the two women. Jess took a closer look at the woman and realized she had met her before, her name was Marcia, she was never in the harem, and no one ever knew where she was except Rene. But she was known as Kateri’s lover. Jess glaned at the woman’s neck, but, as she had thought originally, she was not wearing the emblem that the slaves wore. Marcia was a free woman.

Marcia had plain dirty blonde hair and dark brown eyes. Her face was round and she had a dainty rose bud of a mouth. She was softer, plumper, than Kateri. Where Kateri was flesh and bone and lean muscle, Marcia was smooth rounded flesh. She had honest eyes and blushed easily. Jess lay down in between them and was instantly covered in hands. Kateri’s long fingered hands swept across the plains of her stomach and continued down to her sex. Marcia’s hands found her breasts and her mouth followed suit.

The two women seemed exact opposites. Kateri’s touch was urgent, demanding, and passionate. Marcia’s was slow, gentle, kind. Jess felt as if she had been caught up in a whirlwind of caresses. Every inch of skin was covered by hands. She writhed in the sensations. She felt hot, the room was suffocatingly small, she couldn’t think straight. As their hands moved across her skin, into her body, as their mouths found flesh to lick and bite, Jess came. Wave after wave of pleasure pounded through her body. She arched up, screaming, then collapsed against the bed.

As she regained her breath, she heard the laughter of the two women overhead. She opened her eyes to the sight of them kissing above her.

“Told you,” Kateri muttered into Maria’s mouth. What she had told Marcia, though, Jess had no idea. It made her blush to think it was about her.

Kateri’s hands left Jess and reached for Marcia’s body. Jess wanted to join in. but her whole body felt exhausted. She watched lazily as Kateri crawled over her and onto Marcia. Jess found herself unable to look away as Kateri slid her hands over Marcia’s body, hands that had, not too long ago, covered Jess’ body.

Kateri fondled Marcia’s breasts and twisted her nipples between her fingers as the two women passionately kissed. Jess felt a twinge of jealousy somewhere in the back of her mind when Kateri moved down Marcia’s body towards her sex. A few moments later Marcia was screaming and moaning. Her hands twisted into the sheets and she bit her lip as she came. Kateri rose up and kissed Marcia before flopping onto the bed beside her.

Jess’ eyes felt heavy and she began drifting off to sleep. Before she was asleep though, Marcia wrapped her arms around the smaller girl and drew her close. Jess felt Kateri’s arms reach around Marcia and she rested her hand on Jess’ hip.
“Marc, this is Jess. Jess, this is Marcia,” Kateri’s voice came lazily from over Marcia’s body.

They snuggled contentedly until Marcia’s hands began wandering and Jess felt her mind following her body into awareness. She bit back a moan when Marcia’s hands teased her nipples. When she pinched particularly hard, Jess squeaked loudly.

“What are you doing?” The bed shifted and Kateri came into view over Marcia’s shoulder.
The Empress just smirked when she saw what was going on.

“Oh, Marc, if you are really interested, you should taste her,” Kateri whispered evilly into the woman’s ear. Jess looked up and blushed when she met their twinned mischevious looks.

Before she had a chance to react, Marcia had grabbed her arms and rolled up to straddle Jess. In that moment she knew she was helpless beneath the older woman, and Kateri was content to sit back and watch.

Compared to the brutally fast way Marcia had pinned her, the kiss she bent to press softly to Jess’ lips was shocking. Her tongue darted out and licked along Jess’ lips seeking entrance. With a glance at Kateri, Jess parted her lips and let Marcia plunder her mouth.

“Kateri, a little help, if you please,” Marcia said without taking her eyes off Jess.

In a moment they had shifted Jess’ small form between them so her head laid in Kateri’s bare lap with her legs spread wide before Marcia. Kateri had a tight hold on Jess’ wrists. Jess struggled weakly, less to escape than to test her mistress’ strength. It felt good to know her mistress was in control, and trusted this other woman to touch her while she had no way to fight back.

Marcia forced her legs apart until Jess was completely open before her. Slowly, she traced Jess’ outer lips with the hardened tip of her tongue. She paused to tease her clit every other pass or so, until the little slave was wriggling desperately in their arms. Kateri held fast, chuckling at Jess’ need. When Jess’ mewling sounds turned to choked sobs, Kateri clasped both hands against her body so she could lean down and kiss her soundly and silence her pleading noises.

Jess squirmed as one of Kateri’s hands found her tit and she mirrored Marcia’s torturously slow teasing of her hard nipple.

“Please, mistress,” pleaded the slave. Kateri’s eyes flicked to Marcia’s. The older woman drew back and earned a distressed moan from Jess. Kateri struck like a cobra and bit hard on Jess’ nipple. She screamed but was soothed when Marcia finally gave a long, wide lick to her slit and clit.

As her mistress drew back from her bruising teet, Marcia delved further and further into the little slave’s pussy, making her squirm with the building sensations in her lower belly. Marcia nibbled her clit and pushed two fingers into the girl. It was just what she needed, and her toes curled and her whole body tensed as she came.

Dazed and disoriented, she did not catch what Kateri was saying until she repeated it again.

“Jess, I think you need to repay Marcia. That’s twice now she has made you come, and I think you need to thank her for it.”

For the millionth time that night, Jess felt her cheeks heat with a rosy blush; she could well imagine what she was expected to do to ‘repay’ Marcia. True to her assumptions, Kateri and Marcia were both watching her expectedly. Kateri moved out from under her head and she flopped back onto the bed while Kateri scooched over to the headboard.

She could not even move before Marcia had climbed up and straddled her face. The older woman’s cunt was dripping sweetly and Jess tentatively tasted the leaking juices. It tasted good, better in fact, than anyone else had. Now moving eagerly, she lapped at Marcia until the woman was moaning softly and grinding herself against Jess’ mouth. Jess had not done this often before, just once or twice, so she imagined she could not be that skilled, but from the sounds of the woman above her, she was doing well enough.

“Only a bit more,” Marcia huskily muttered. Jess could glimpse her flushed face above her bouncing breasts. True to her word, a second later Marcia came with a grunting sigh. Jess continued licking her as more slippery fluid gushed out of the older woman’s cunt.
Marcia climbed off her. She turned Jess’ face to hers and licked and kissed Jess’ mouth until she was clean.

“What a good girl,” Marcia said as she left Jess’ side and collapsed beside Kateri. The Empress’ fingers were very busy; Marcia noticed it a second before Jess did.

“But you know, girlie, you should be thanking your mistress, too,” Marcia spoke, earning her a sharp look from Kateri and another blush from Jess. Marcia giggled, unintimidated, and slid off the bed to walk unsteadily to the bathroom.

“Have fun.”

Gathering her strength, Jess pushed herself up and moved to Kateri’s legs. Seriously, Kateri regarded her slave before speaking. “You don’t have to. I wanted to see what you would do with Marcia, it was a game, but you should not feel obligated to me. I would prefer if you didn’t come to me with any feelings of obligation.”

Throughout Jess kept her eyes downcast with her lower lip between her teeth. “She is right, though, I do need to repay you,” Jess looked up and hoped all her desire shined through.

Leaning back, Kateri did seem to understand that Jess was still willing to play and relaxed; unconsciously she had tensed and pressed her legs together. But now with caution, she let them fall open. Before Jess had not noticed Marcia’s legs, but Kateri’s shapely thighs caught her eye as they parted invitingly.

Between them, Kateri’s bare sex wetly glistened. Jess knelt obediently and ran her tongue lightly along her outer lips. She caught as much of the sweet moisture on her tongue as she could and deided that Kateri tasted even better.

Trying her best, Jess worked over every thinkable spot between her mistress’ legs. When she heard Kateri moan or felt a hand pause her head, she knew that spot was special and gave it extra attention. It took less time with Kateri since the lady had worked herself up while watching her two lovers together. Again Jess lapped up the freely flowing juices until her mistress lifted her away and laid them both down. The Empress murmured something about sleep while they snuggled and Jess agreed that it was a good idea.

Marcia joined them sometime before Jess could slip completely into oblivion. She curled up around them; faintly Jess could smell soap and oils on her skin. Her last thought was that she hoped she too could get a bath in the morning.

~*~

Jess awoke still in the arms of Marcia, who was gazing at her drowsily. Jess looked over Marcia’s shoulder and sat up with a start when she saw that Kateri was gone. Marcia sat up a second later and yawned, then turning to
Jess she said, “Kat left an hour ago.”

Jess just looked uncomprehendingly at Marcia. That, in turn, earned her a laugh from Marcia. She flopped back onto the bed and stretched her arms out over her head. Jess looked down at her for a moment before asking, “So what now?”

“Hm?” Marcia asked.

“What do we do now that she’s gone?” Jess asked again. It was a question she had wondered for a long while. Last time the Empress had dismissed her, and she had not been left alone once for those two days. She glanced searchingly at the older slave. Marcia looked back perplexed at the question.

“We wait for her to come back,” she said finally, as if it were obvious.

“Where did she go?” Jess asked.

“Lord Camion came to get her about an hour ago, said it was urgent, couldn’t wait, blah, blah, blah,” Marcia responded. She seemed a bit miffed that Kateri had been called away so suddenly. Marcia paused for a moment before turning to Jess and asking, “Your really new here aren’t you? Kateri said you hadn’t been around very long; that she just bought you at the start of summer.”

Jess blushed and quickly said, “What’s wrong with that?”

“Ha, you blush faster than I do, and that, girlie, is saying something,” Marcia observed.

Jess ignored her and suppressed her blush. “So what if I am new? Not like it matters…”

Marcia smiled slightly at Jess’ indignation. She rolled up onto her side and reached out a hand towards Jess’ hip. Marcia ran her fingers down Jess’ hip and then back up again until she reached her breasts. Jess tensed up.

She silently cursed not knowing what the rules of the house were. She didn’t know if slaves were allowed to have sex with anyone when their master wasn’t present. She pulled back slightly when Marcia leaned into kiss her. Marcia stopped and her brow wrinkled in confusion. “What’s wrong?” she asked curtly.

“Can we… while she isn’t here?” Jess left the question hanging.

Marcia smiled gently in response. She leaned forward again and captured Jess’ mouth in a passionate kiss. Jess melted into the warmth of the kiss and Marcia’s tender embrace. If it was wrong, she reasoned, Marcia wouldn’t be doing it, and besides they can’t blame me for something I was never told. In the heat of the moment it seemed so right. Marcia’s hands found Jess’ slender body and she lovingly caressed the tender flesh in her grasp. Every move that followed was excruciatingly slow; the strokes of Marcia’s tongue across Jess’ body were all drawn out in long lines.

Marcia worshipped Jess’ breasts as she had the night before; paying them due homage with suckling bites and warm, wet kisses. And likewise Jess explored Marcia’ body in more depth. Her sturdy neck was just perfect for nibbling on, and the two soft pillows of her breasts seemed tailored to Jess’ hands. Going lower Jess gripped Marcia’s waist and in a sudden burst of strength, she rolled the two over so that she was on top. Marcia smiled up at her, surprised by her little show of dominance; after all, Jess had been on the bottom last night. Jess buried her face eagerly into Marcia’s bosom, devouring the flesh she found there. Marcia wrapped her hands around Jess’ waist and pulled her down so that their sexes ground against the other. Jess moaned against her as she felt her clit rubbed. The two ground themselves together fiercely.

But everything came to a halt when they heard a voice behind them, coming from the door.

“Well, it appears you two have kept busy while I was absent.”

Jess froze against Marcia and stared up at Kateri, who didn’t look too pleased with the two slaves lying nude on her bed. Jess began to push up off of Marcia and tried to get off the bed and away from her mistress’ angry eyes. But before she could get off Marcia, the older slave grabbed her around the waist and held her tight to her body.

Jess turned at looked in shock at Marcia and pleaded to be let go with her eyes. But the older woman’s solemn look changed to a mocking smile as she turned her gaze to Kateri Jess looked back over her shoulder at her mistress and Kateri returned each of their gazes in turn. Marcia blew her a kiss and she leaned back against the closed door, an eyebrow quirked up at the development. Marcia gently reached up and turned Jess face away from Kateri and back down to her. She pushed up and claimed Jess’ soft mouth with her own. Jess once again tied to pull away but Marcia held her fast.

They tussled for a moment or two before Marcia rolled them over and moved Jess’ hands up above her head. With Jess effectively pinned beneath her Marcia went to work on her neck and breasts. She made her way along the sweep of Jess’ shoulder licking, kissing and biting every inch of skin she could. Jess writhed beneath her, terrified of what Kateri would do to them for this. When Marcia switched from Jess’ right shoulder to her left, she caught a glimpse of Kateri still standing against the door; her blue eyes were darkened with lust as she watched her two precious girls wrestling on the bed.

Jess stilled in Marcia’s arms as she realized that Marcia was using her to tease Kateri, and their mistress was enjoying the show despite the scowl that still adorned her proud features. Marcia let go of Jess’ hands and moved down lower, engulfing one of Jess’ nipples in her warm mouth.

Jess’ eyes rolled back and she moaned, arching her back till she was pressed against Marcia. Marcia switched and repeated the treatment on the other one. Jess again moaned and when she recovered enough to open her eyes she looked to the door to see her mistress. She grew frantic for a moment when Kateri was not there but in a darting glance around the room she saw her of to the side of the bed, unlacing her bodice. Jess watched with lustful eyes as Kateri bared her body before the two girls. Marcia had halted her ministrations long enough to turn and watch Kateri for a moment before returning to Jess.

Marcia slid a finger deep into Jess’ wet core, causing the little slave to moan and buck against her hand. Jess felt the bed sink to her side as Kateri climbed on. A moment later the heat of Marcia’s body disappeared and Jess looked up to see Kateri moving onto her body. Kateri roughly seized Jess legs and drew them up and apart, so that Jess was exposed and helpless beneath her. Kateri’s mouth found Jess’ sweet sex and it seemed to Jess that she was trying to devour her whole. Kateri moaned against Jess as she felt Marcia’s hands begin to rove over her body. Jess grabbed for Kateri’s hair as she felt the vibrations of Kateri's moan against her sex.

Marcia began exploring her mistress’ body, remembering every detail that she had learned years ago. Her splayed fingers moved smoothly down Kateri’s sides down to her buttocks, perfect and round, skin pale and soft and smooth. Marcia had a wicked idea and leaned forward and bit the tender flesh there, causing Kateri to abandon Jess for a second to arch her back and groan with pleasure. Marcia had learned that from her mistress early on; Kateri loved to bite and to be bitten.

Jess looked at the erotic sight before her; Marcia looked up from her mouth full of flesh at Kateri who screamed in pleasure. The very thought of what it must feel like sent shivers through Jess and she cried out, causing both Marcia and their mistress to take notice of her again. Kateri sighed as Marcia let go of her bite. Marcia crawled up beside her. Kateri looked at her old lover with lustful eyes and the same thought seemed go through both of their minds at once.

“Would the little pet like some more attention, hmm?” Marcia asked teasingly. Kateri moved back down and resumed licking and nibbling on Jess’ tender pussy while Marcia went higher and captured her breasts in her mouth and hands. They spilled over Jess in a wave of heat and sensation and pleasure. Marcia continued to move up and tasted Jess’ lips. In a few moments, Jess was writhing beneath them and screaming against Marcia’s mouth. In a pulse of heat, Jess came hard against Kateri’s hand and mouth. As she rode the wave of pleasure down, Jess blacked out in the arms of her two lovers.

~*~

Content that Jess was indeed unconscious, Kateri moved back and seized Marcia’s arm. She harshly dragged the woman into the common room, snatching up her robe on the way out.

“Just what did you think you were doing? I told you, she is very new and not at all confident.”

“Seemed just fine last night,” Marcia tried for nonchalance and failed. The temperature in the room had risen with Kateri’s anger.

“Bravado, that is all; after you left I thought she was about to break down crying. Why do you always have to push things beyond their breaking point?” Kateri’s tone was exasperated, and carried her weariness thickly through it.

“Because ya don’t! She’d do better if ya made her try more things. Throw her in the middle of something. She’ll figure it out,” Marcia shot back.

“Marc, you don’t understand. She has been hurt badly in the past, and I can’t do that to her.”

“Worse than me?” Marcia challeneged. But behind her façade was a twinge of pain.

“Much, much worse. You at least only had one tormentor, she has been passed around,” she replied quietly, but clearly. Marcia let out a string of curse words Kateri was sure she had learned outside the castle walls. When she saw Marcia’s face fall and her eyes cloud with distant pain, Kateri could not help but hug the woman she had once loved, and still did.

“I’m sorry, Kat, I didn’t mean t’ hurt her.”

“I know; and you know better than I what she had to have gone through before this,” Kateri said with regret.

Marcia considered her mistress’ deep blue eyes from inches away. “Ya really want this one, eh? Ya’ve got ta. Ya don’t usually yell at me for pushing someone in bed. She’s alright; seems perfect for you, really.”

“I am glad that you think so,” Kateri sighed. “I need to return to my duties. And you to your husband.” Kateri gathered up her clothes from the other room.

Marcia’s brown eyes flashed wide as Kateri turned away from her. Shockily she asked, “How did you know?”

“I knew why you wanted to leave, perhaps even before you knew you wanted it. I understand your reasoning and do not begrudge you for it.” With that she tugged the last of her clothes in place and ducked out the doorway with a gaping Marcia behind her.


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