Master of Desire (4 page)

“What do you mean?”

Just then, Donnell, a particularly attractive  young man who,  it was rumored, hadonce fancied Maven, entered carrying a smaller round tub, which was soon filled with water as well.

Finally,  when the boys departed, Bella instructed her to stand up and shed her dress of soft, thin leather. She’d never had occasion to disrobe in front of Bella before, and as the dress dropped to her feet, her nipples tightened, her pussy tingling softly.  Perhaps it was the warm gleam in Bella’s gaze as she boldly perused Teesia’s curvesthat caused the unexpected response.

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Teesia swallowed around the sudden lump of  nervousness in her throat and said,  “Well, what do you think? Will Ralen like my body?”

Bella’s smile, like her movements, reminded  Teesia of a sensuous cat. “Oh yes, my sweet girl, he shall be very happy when he  sets his eyes on those lovely round breasts with their pretty pink points.” Bella moved closer to her then, kneeling beside her andreaching to  smooth a gentle palm  down over  Teesia’s bare stomach. “And  such soft, flawless skin  and ripe curves.”

When Bella tenderly cupped her pussy, Teesia flinched.

“And this,”  Bella said, “this he shall love  wildly, but he will love it even better after we have put it on display for him.”

Teesia blinked, taken aback, her  cunt grown warm in Bella’s hand as she looked down on her. “On display? What do you  mean?” She wondered if she would leave  Bella’s palm wet.

Pulling her  hand away, Bella reached for a  woven sack next to the bed. Dyed thesame green as her gown, Teesia had not even  seen her friend carry it in. From inside, she extracted a valuable antique jar of  clear glass filled with a bluish paste.

When Bella uncapped it and began to use her fingers to smear the blue cream on  Teesia’s thigh, she asked, “What  are you doing? What is that?”

Bella’s cat’s smile returned. “You shall see, sweet girl, you shall see.”

Given the discussion they’d just had, she  shouldn’t have been startled when Bella spread the paste not only up and down her  legs, but also between  them, covering the mound of her cunt. She hissed in her breath slightly as Bella rubbed it there, covering

the area thoroughly. Again, she wondered if  the wetness from her slit would moisten  her friend’s hand with  something other than  the blue ointment.

Some minutes later, Bella instructed her to step into  the wooden tub Donnell had  delivered, after which she used a sea sponge  and water to begin rinsing the  paste from  Teesia’s legs. It was only when she removed  the blue from between Teesia’s thighs that  she realized what was happening—all the hair was gone! Teesia  gasped at the sight of  her bared pussy.

“Fear not, sweet girl,” Bella said, smiling up  at her briefly before refocusing on her  work below. “Ralen will be madly aroused by your hairless cunt.”

“But…why?”

Bella shrugged. “Who can say why certain  things arouse us? But count yourself  lucky. Only  the  wealthy can afford this, for it’s very expensive. And the naked flesh  between your legs, my  dear, is…mmm…very  pleasing, indeed.”

Teesia thought Bella  was overly thorough—rinsing and re-rinsing the area with  sponge and water long after all traces of blue were gone and making the sensitive area  feel swollen and tingly all over again. When  her friend finally ceased, rising back to her feet, Teesia asked, “Do
 
you
 
use the cream, too?”

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Smiling, her friend reached down and pulled up the flowing green billows of her gown to reveal smooth legs and a bare cunt  of her own. “Yes, my dear. Very expensive, but a luxury I indulge in.”

Teesia bit her lip, studying the other woman’s pussy.  She’d never seen any other besides her own. Bella’s appeared fleshier, hints of pink peeking out from the center slit.

“Into the bath with you now,” Bella said, letting her dress fall.

As Bella carefully bathed her  with another sponge, which she lathered with a thick square of soap made by the washer women, she spoke in  soothing tones about relaxation being the key to sexual pleasure. “No boundaries, Teesia,” Bella said softly.  “Relax and  your boundaries will fall away. Relax and you will discover desires yet unknown to you. Open yourself to passion, to whatever feels good. Let your husband please you however he wishes—take joy not  only in  the acts  themselves, but in the giving  of  them.  Give  back  just  as  freely. Follow your instincts and urges, never push them down.” Teesia had let her eyes fall shut,  and it made her all the more aware of the sensations as Bella’s sponge ran slowly over  her breasts, curving down her stomach and between her thighs. She parted her legs,  following the inclination, and let Bella thoroughly wash her there. “Hands, mouth,  even skin—they are your tools of pleasure.  And more than that, you will discover other  tools—not of the flesh—which bring joy.”

This confused her, but she kept her eyes closed, trying to  remain in her  lulled stateof relaxation. “Tools not of the flesh?”

She sensed more than heard Bella’s soft titter of sensual laughter as she abandoned the sponge and began unbraiding Teesia’s waist-length hair. “It is  not for me to tell youmore, really. It’s for your husband to teach you, if he chooses. But from what  I’ve heard of Ralen, you may expect some …yes, some
 
tools
 
to come into your relationship. Yet trust me,  sweet Teesia, when I say you need not  fear them at all. It’s only a way to vary the pleasure, to take it deeper, with your husband’s help.”

Bella began pouring small pitchers of warm  water over the length of  Teesia’s hair, and somehow even that became a sensual experience—she was unusually aware of howher hair became weighted, how the weight pulled slightly at her scalp, making it tingle.

Bella washed her hair with slow, firm fingertips, massaging so deeply that Teesialet out a small moan at one point. Opening her eyes, she looked up at Bella, hovering over her, and they shared a smile.

When her hair was clean and rinsed, she  wordlessly stood and stepped out onto a fur rug placed next to the bathing tub, waiting patiently as Bella slowly, thoroughly ran a drying cloth over her. Her entire body prickled with awareness as Bella drew her thin white nightgown over her head, then took  her hand and led her to stand before the viewing glass mounted on the wall in her chamber.

Her nipples  shone through, dark and pink, and the  fading light of day made a shadow at the juncture of her thighs, even though it no  longer shone dark with curls.

Bella brushed Teesia’s hair until it was  nearly dry, then said, “Lie down on thebed.”

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“What now?” Teesia asked, lounging comfortably on her back.

Bella crawled up next to her on the fur bedcovering. “I’ve told you as much as I can  about men  and sex,” she said. “The only way to teach you more, sweet Teesia, is to  show you.”

“Show me?” What did Bella mean?

A small smile played about her friend’s red lips, which always looked to Teesia as if perhaps they’d been stung by  a bee—large and prettily swollen. “First, you must learnhow to kiss.”

With that,  Bella leaned over, lifting one slender hand to Teesia’s cheek, then lowered a soft, short kiss to her lips. Teesia couldn’t help being surprised at the skitter of sensation that  shot  down through her body  at the gentle contact. Then she let out a

small laugh. “That was easy, but  surely that’s not how a wife kisses her husband.”

Bella smiled. “No, sweet girl, it’s  not. It’s  more like this.” Her next kiss was slightly  firmer, longer…it was more searching, Teesia thought, as if trying to pry something out  of her. She  returned the kiss, trying very hard  to do it  in just the same way, trying to learn how she should kiss Ralen of Charelton.

She’d thought they might stop and evaluate the kiss afterward, but instead, Bella kissed her again and again, the  kisses growing deeper, more sensuous. Teesia soon forgot about
 
trying
 
to  kiss well and simply found herself kissing Bella back, meeting her lips, moving her  mouth against them,  finding herself inspired to continue the pleasurable  lesson without conversation.

When Bella’s tongue swept past her lips,  Teesia was at first surprised, but thenunderstood—it was just another way of kissing, and she had to learn them  all. Shewelcomed her friend’s warm tongue and met  it with her own, sensing from Bella’sresponse that she was learning quickly and doing well.

When Bella’s hand glided from Teesia’s cheek to her neck, then down to cover her breast, she moaned at the touch. Bella kneaded her through the thin,  flowing silk, rubbing the fabric so gently against her skin  that she thought she’d die from the tender pleasure. Could a fierce man like Ralen touch her this softly? She had to wonder.

But at the moment, there was too much pleasure in Bella’s lesson for Teesia tobroach the question. After all, Bella was the Orienter—Teesia  decided she should simply accept the lesson as it was and ask questions later.

Soon, Bella’s lips left hers, only to descend to her neck—and oh, what sweetness her dear friend’s mouth delivered to the sensitive flesh there! She heard her own breath turning labored, coming in sighs. But all of  that measured nothing when Bella pushed her sleeping gown from her shoulder, baring  her breast, then lowered her mouth to thestiff pink peak.

Teesia moaned unabashedly as Bella’s kisses echoed through her body like the sort of thunder that shook the ground. She watched as Bella ran the tip  of her tongue around the hardened nipple, again and again, setting  off spiraling waves of heat in Teesia’s

flesh.

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“Oh Bella,”  she breathed, “that is exquisite! Will Ralen do that to me, too?”

Delivering another tender kiss to Teesia’s  breast, Bella looked up with amused surprise. “I  never told you about that? I suppose it must have seemed so obvious to me  that I simply forgot. But yes, Ralen will love  your breasts and you  will learn that they’re  wonderful play toys for you both.”

“I’m already learning,” Teesia purred.

Bella imparted another sensual smile, then  freed Teesia’s other breast, using her  hands to lift them, push them together until they looked to Teesia like two twin  mountain peaks. Bella began licking, suckling  her, moving from  one eager breast to the  other.

She moaned her pleasure as she watched Bella work, wondering how her friend knew so well how to do the things that  a man—her husband—would soon do. She waswell aware  of Bella’s plump breasts pressing  against the curve of her waist and shesuffered the faint longing to feel them against her own, the stiff nipples brushing overhers, or even raking across her tongue.

Finally,  Bella looked up  from her task, still caressing Teesia’s breasts as she spoke. “You already know what it feels like to have  your pussy fondled by eager fingers, how wet and wild it grows with longing. But what  you don’t know is how it feels to take acock—so that shall be the next part of our lesson.”

With that, she left the bed, and Teesia wondered what on earth Bella had in store for her! How could Bella have a cock? Teesia  raised her head from  the fur to  find her

friend returning with her green bag,  from which she produced a bizarre-looking  cylindrical object made  of clay. Teesia flinched, stunned at the sight.

And Bella grinned. “This, Teesia, is a cock.”

Teesia blinked, still a little dumbfounded.  She’d felt Ralen’s behind her,  but she’d never imagined it to look so…well, so long.  So prominent. She’d imagined it as more of  a mass of flesh that perhaps pushed up out  of the body  for sex—not as something that  could be thought of as another limb!

“Not a real one, of course,” Bella said on  a laugh, “but  a reasonable representation.  And most suitable for acquainting you with a man’s rod.”

She’d heard Bella call the cock that before, but had never known why. Now she

understood. A rod indeed.

“Some will be smaller than this, some larger,” Bella explained, “and they are not  stationary in size—they grow and harden when aroused, then later retreat, becoming  a  smaller, limper thing. I wish I could teach you  how to suck it, sweet girl, but the truth is,  the clay clock is rather foul-tasting, and I  don’t wish to leave you with any sort of  unpleasant impression. But here,” she said,  beginning to run the cock gently across  Teesia’s breasts, “feel it against you. Become  accustomed  to its length and width against  your flesh.”

An oddly alluring thing, she thought,  watching Bella rake the smooth clay cock  back and forth, teasing one of her nipples with it.

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“Is a real cock this hard?”

“Mmm, yes, thank Ares,” Bella said on a throaty rasp.

At the moment, Teesia couldn’t decide if that news were good or bad. She keenly  recalled how hard Ralen’s cock had felt against her rear, and how exciting that had  been, yet at the same time, something this  hard was a little frightening, forbidding.

Her green eyes glittering with delight, Bella began to drag the cock in wide,  swirling motions down  over Teesia’s belly, still covered with a thin layer of silk. “Get  used to how it feels on  you, dear girl, and  know that as foreign as it seems now, you  will soon relish it.”