Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 57268 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 286(@200wpm)___ 229(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57268 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 286(@200wpm)___ 229(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
“Mmm, that’s right, Nono,” she was purring as she arched her back and presented him with a large, rounded ass. “Scrub me allll over—there’s a good boy!”
“Yes, My Lady.” Nono’s voice sounded hoarse as he bent to his work. Kara wondered if he was getting sexual satisfaction from this scenario. Or at least gratification, since satisfaction was impossible with the cage around his cock.
Gaela had him scrub her breasts as well.
“Touch me, Nono,” Kara heard her saying. “Do you like to fill your hands with my tits? Do you like to play with my nipples? Should I let you suck them to make sure they’re clean?”
“Goddess Eternal, My Lady!” Nono groaned. “If you wish me to suck them, you know I will—I will do anything in my power to serve you.”
“Mmm, that’s what I like to hear. Then you may suck them—go ahead.”
Kara watched through the frosted glass as the male figure of Nono bent in silhouette to suck Lady Winthrip’s tight peaks. It was like an X-rated shadow show. Gaela moaned appreciatively and stroked her fingers through his hair, urging him to “suck harder! Pretend I just had some houpiter berries and you’re trying to get the nectar out!”
Nono groaned something Kara couldn’t understand and sucked harder until Gaela finally told him to stop.
“That was very good, Nono,” she purred, reaching up to cup his cheek. “You made my pussy very wet with your sucking.”
“Yes, My Lady. Would you like me to give you the Kiss of Pleasure?” he asked eagerly.
“Not now,” Gaela told him. “We have a guest waiting for us. Just turn off the shower and dry me.”
“Yes, My Lady,” he murmured submissively and then shut off the water.
“I’ll be with you in a minute,” Gaela called to Kara. “I just have to let Nono dry me off.”
“All right.” Kara nodded, though she doubted the other woman could see her through the frosted glass. She understood the real reason she’d been invited over now and it wasn’t for dinner—it was clear that Lady Winthrip was an exhibitionist who liked having an audience.
Normally, Kara would have been put off by this, but she found she didn’t mind so much—maybe because of the spicy novel she’d been reading earlier or maybe just because she was on vacation and feeling loose and relaxed from her own bath earlier. Besides, it was kind of sexy the way Gaela dominated her attendant.
She watched through the glass as Nono knelt in front of Gaela and dried her thoroughly with a towel. Then he draped another towel around her and the door to the shower opened at last.
“Ah, there you are! Sorry to keep you waiting,” Gaela purred, smiling at Kara. Her bright pink skin was practically glowing—her attendant had clearly been hard at work scrubbing her for some time.
Scrubbing and sucking, Kara thought and felt her cheeks go hot with a blush.
But Gaela seemed completely unembarrassed about the show she’d just put on. She strutted around the bathroom with only a towel on until Brother Nono emerged from the shower as well. He was naked and Kara could see he was actually quite well-muscled, though not nearly as big or muscular as J’orn was. He still had the silver cage around his cock and she wondered again if he was aching with sexual need from being denied an orgasm for so long.
“Nono, get me my robe,” Gaela ordered him.
“Yes, My Lady.” Swiftly, he draped the plush white bathrobe around her shoulders and picked up the towel she dropped at her feet. Then he put on his own green monk’s robe again and knelt in front of her. “How else may I serve you, My Lady? Do you require the Kiss of Pleasure now?” he asked, looking up at her hopefully.
“You’re always so eager to serve, my darling Nono.” Gaela caressed his damp, silver hair. “But not now. Perhaps tonight when you tuck me into bed. Or maybe not until tomorrow—it depends on how I feel.”
Nono seemed to be swallowing a groan of frustration but he only nodded and rose to stand in front of her.
“Then what can I do to serve you, My Lady?”
“Well, nothing at the moment. Kara and I are going to use the Thought-cooker and make ourselves some dinner,” Gaela told him. She smiled at Kara. “Unless you’ve already eaten?”
“Er, no—there’s no food in my suite,” Kara admitted.
Gaela’s bright blue eyes went wide with surprise.
“What? Don’t you have a Thought-cooker?”
“A what?” Kara shook her head. “I’m sorry, I don’t know what that is.”
“Why, it’s the appliance that feeds you around here! Didn’t that awful Brother Feex show it to you or explain how it works?” As she talked, Gaela led the way back to the kitchenette area.
“No, he didn’t show me anything,” Kara said. “He just brought me to the suite and left.”