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“I believe I do, though my father refused to let me think such things.”
“Remember. The best men in Ilusia are lured by women willing to make slaves of their bodies. And how fine is that service. Imagine living in the bed of the finest master—Mountbane himself.”
“I can’t even fathom the possibility.” Rosaura’s face was flushed with excitement and her body seeming to burn with the desire. “How would I begin to woo him?”
“You have already with your ripe form,” Charlotte stared at her bosom deliberately so that the maid looked down, blushing still more as the woman appraised her voluptuous body.
“This is what men see, isn’t it?” she said, seeing how proudly her breasts greeted the eye, beckoningly.
“Often the very first thing,” Charlotte agreed. “Come, let me show you…”
Charlotte led her through the castle corridors to her own room where there was a huge glass on the wall.
“Let’s remove your dress.”
“Now, Ma’am?”
“You’ve been to the baths have you not?”
“Only a very few times. Father did not approve.”
“You have much to learn then.”
The girl shook her head, “Oh, I don’t know about this. I should find some young lad who will be less a challenge. I can’t imagine that Mountbane would ever approve of me. And, truly, he scares me.”
“All good sexual adventure is frightening,” Charlotte answered her. “That is what makes it such a passionate endeavor. Let me teach you.” Charlotte went about dislodging the dress from Rosaura’s body, pulling her out of the sleeves and letting the light fabric fall to the floor. Then standing her before the glass, the older woman stood behind the maid, herself admiring the virgin’s fine form.
“Mountbane loves virgins,” she said as the two looked in the glass together.
The vision of Rosaura’s body was even more breathtaking in the nude. The flawless perfection of her skin, the rosy tone, the firmness of her flat belly and how it undulated in its excitement. Tremors of lust tripped through her in gentle waves, seeming to build the more she viewed herself.
“I’ve never seen myself so much a woman,” she said, though she looked quite mesmerized now by the body before her.
Charlotte reached around her gently touching her skin. She ran her palm lightly over the silky surface and then more desirously as she reached her breasts, spreading her fingers over the mounds and offering them a gentle squeeze.
Rosaura gasped. “My body quakes.”
“Indeed it does.”
“It burns, madam.”
“As it should.”
Taking a nipple between her fingers, Charlotte pinched the rising bud until she saw the wince on Rosaura’s face. Then slowly caressing her way along the meandering curves of the virgin’s body, she finally cupped her hand over the untried pubis and squeezed that, too.
“Ah! ah, ah ah!” the girl emitted short, choppy breaths of air, sucking her desire inside her.
“Relax, Rosaura,” Charlotte purred in her ear as the girl’s head fell back on her shoulder. Charlotte slipped a finger into Rosaura’s wet in-between, identifying her hidden clitoris. Squeezing that, too, the older siren watched as a delightful tremor of lust made the virgin’s body quake.
The excited young woman was amazed by her lack of restraint. “Oh, yes, please, more of that …” she purred, “yes, yes, yes……” She was spasming frantically, her body thrashing against Charlotte as she grasped her crotch, her hands over Charlotte’s hand as though she could contain the sharp clenching inside her cumming cunt. A stream of fragrant juice spilled from the opening, swathing both their hands with the orgasmic brew. Then, the two fell away toward Charlotte’s bed and lay down together to repair.
“I have never,” the naked Rosaura exclaimed breathlessly.
“Of course not,” Charlotte shushed her kindly. “This is the heart of your womanliness… what you experience from here will only be enhanced by the service you render your lover—whoever he is, and the efforts he takes to see that you are physically pleased.”
“But what of the pain? I have heard that there can be terrible punishments.”
“Some things do feel l
