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“Well…bodyslavesareexpected to kiss their Mistress’s panties,” Ketha said, wishing her voice wouldn’t come out so breathless. “I…I guess we can practice that, if you’re not sure about how to do it.”
“Yeah, let’s fucking practice,” he agreed. “After all, I wouldn’t want your mother to think she’d bought a Kindred who didn’t know how to lick pussy.”
“It’s mypanties.And you’ll be kissing them, not…notlickinganything,” Ketha protested. But she couldn’t help squeezing her thighs together again when she remembered that the panties she was wearing right now weren’t very big.
“What other forms of obeisance will I be paying you?” he rumbled, sounding genuinely interested. “Should I kiss your nipples too? You know, to show my respect?”
“I…um…some Mistresses have their bodyslaves do that,” Ketha admitted. Damn it, now she was imagining the big Kindred sucking her nipples! If only his spicy scent didn’t affect her so much. It seemed to add to the fertility drugs she’d unknowingly been taking and the result was that she had never felt so horny in her life!
“And do they let their bodyslaves lick their pussies until they come?” Styx demanded.
“That…that’s supposed to be against the rules,” Ketha objected. “It…it’s forbidden.”
He raised an eyebrow at her.
“And I suppose you’dneverbreak the rules? Because that would make you feel tooguilty,wouldn’t it, little girl?”
“It’s not about that,” Ketha objected, though she had the uncomfortable feeling he was right—shewouldfeel guilty if she broke the laws of her people. “It’s just that bodyslaves are only supposed to kiss your panties—that’s all.”
“So you’re going to teach me to kiss your panties, then?” he taunted.
Ketha lifted her chin.
“I will. You have to know how to behave in polite society, after all.”
But secretly, her heart was pounding at the idea of having his hot mouth on her pussy with only the thin fabric of her panties to separate them.
At last they pulled into the parking area of her mother’s penthouse and she led the way into the house. There was no one but the robo-butler, standing quietly in the corner, waiting for instructions. Ketha ignored it as she motioned for the big Kindred to come to the middle of the room.
“Kneel before me, Kindred,” she ordered him imperiously. “Kneel down and kiss my panties.”
“With pleasure, little girl,” he growled and dropped to his knees without hesitation.
He was so tall that he still had to duck his head to get to her panties and Ketha bit her lip as she watched him. The panties she had on were clearly visible, since her silky green dress was cut high in the front. It was the Yonnite fashion to wear matching panties and show them off—they were as much a part of her outfit as the strappy black sandals on her feet or the golden earbobs in her ears. The panties themselves were quite small—just a triangle of silk that barely covered her pussy slit and left the top of her mound bare.
“Mmm, spread your thighs wider, little girl—let me get to you,” Styx growled.
“Call me ‘Mistress.’ And I shouldn’t. You have plenty of room to kiss my panties,” Ketha objected.
“Not as much as I want, though,” he growled and then she felt his hot breath through the thin material of the tiny triangle of fabric. He pressed a hot, open-mouthed kiss to the panties for a long moment, making her knees feel almost too weak to hold her upright.
“Oh!” she gasped and nearly fell over.
“Easy, little girl,” Styx rumbled. “Here—let’s get you somewhere more comfortable.”
He held her by the hips and eased her backwards until Ketha felt the cushions of the plush, semi-circular couch against the back of her legs. Before she knew it, she was half-sitting/half lying on the couch with her legs spread wide and the big Kindred on his knees between them.
“What…what are you doing?” she demanded. “I told you to kiss my panties—I never said you could…could do anything else!”
“Anything else like what?” Styx arched an eyebrow at her, his golden eyes glowing. He had his big hands on her inner thighs, holding her open effortlessly and no matter how Ketha tried to close her legs, she couldn’t do it.
“I don’t know—like what you were talking about on the way home!” she exclaimed.
“You mean when I was talking about how much I wanted to taste your sweet little pussy?” he rumbled. “Let’s have a look so I can see what I’ll be tasting.”
And before Ketha could stop him, he had twisted his long fingers around the fragile silk triangle and ripped her panties right off her, leaving her pussy completely bare!
“Oh!” she exclaimed, struggling uselessly to close her legs. “How…how dare you? Your conditioning must be faulty or you’d never do such a thing!”
