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‘Three times a day as instructed,’ Dane says.
‘And she’s been taking it?’ he asks.
‘Yes, no problems.’
‘Good. Good.’ He pats my head gently.
‘She aches, and her head was paining her when she woke,’ Kallum adds, and I’m surprised he knows when I didn’t say anything.
‘That’s to be expected,’ the healer replies. ‘You can let her have a weak tea made with pain powder and chamomile, but only once a day. You need to be able to tell if she’s healing properly. Feeling pain is part of the process though, of course, none of us enjoy seeing our humans in discomfort.’
I successfully stop my scoff from escaping.
The goblin straightens and peers at The Cunty Trio shrewdly. ‘You read the book I gave you?’
‘We did,’ Grey says stiffly. ‘Very informative. Thank you.’
The healer nods. ‘And did you have any questions? Some find the manual stimulation difficult at first. The female’s release can sometimes be elusive until you can find the right level of firmness and rhythm.’
‘I don’t think we need to?—’
‘Nonsense, it can sometimes take a while at first. I’ll be glad to show you the best way. Besides, I’m afraid I was duty-bound to speak with the Council about your slave’s condition after I was here the other day. They agreed that your treatment of a breeding-age female was concerning. I will update them that you seem eager to learn to care for her properly, but they may require a demonstration from you.’
‘A demonstration?’ Grey mutters coldly.
‘Yes, boy. I won’t lie to you. You three are considered a bit young to be trusted with a human slave so precious. It’s likely that, once she heals, you’ll be summoned to the council to show your discipline and release techniques.’ The goblin looks at the girl by the wall. ‘Gwennie, come here.’
My mouth falls open, my sluggish mind trying to comprehend the healer’s words. The mental images I conjure up can’t be what he means. Surely, it’s not what I’m thinking.
The girl walks to the goblin, her cheeks pinkening slightly.
The goblin takes her hand with a fond smile and brings her to the table. He bends her over it carefully and raises her dress.
With wide eyes, I stare at the scene from the bed, horror and disgust flooding my senses, but I can’t look away.
The others seem agitated and uncomfortable, all of them stealing glances at me when they don’t think I notice.
He uncovers her bare, rosy arse and chuckles at the redness. ‘I’m afraid someone burned a potion this morning and had to be punished, eh, Gwennie?’ he chuckles, patting her hip like she’s nothing more than an incorrigible pet.
‘Yes, Healer Reyn,’ she replies with an audible sniffle but doesn’t move from the position he’s put her in.
‘Spread yourself so we can all see you.’
She does as he says, widening her stance and using her hands to spread her nethers, bringing her pink holes and slit into view.
I swallow a gasp.
He smiles down at her with something akin to the regard an owner gives a beloved animal.
‘Now,’ he instructs, using a voice like a professor at the academy would. ‘The best channel is this one.’ He probes at her cunt with one thin finger, and he strokes down her arse gently and hushes her when she whimpers. ‘There are those who use the other, but it depends on the human. Some enjoy it. Some don’t. Gwennie here prefers my fingers in her cunt to anything else, don’t you, girl?’
He slides two fingers into her as she lets out a strangled, ‘Yes, Healer Reyn!’
He begins to pump them in and out of her gently. ‘It’s important to start slowly,’ he advises. ‘When her body is used to the intrusion, it will start to feel slick, and you can go faster, more roughly, add another finger. Let the sounds she makes be your guide. Then,’ he reaches around her, and she lets out a loud moan, ‘you find the bud at the top and rub it or pinch it gently.’
His fingers move faster, and she writhes on the table, her hips pushing back.
‘How often is it necessary to release a human female?’ Kallum asks.
