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  Lissa’s heart jumped into her mouth. Kindred females had no hymens to form a barrier between themselves and any kind of invader but she still had never had anything inside her before. To her relief, Saber simply said, “She’s ready.”

  “Good. If you’re sure, flip her over. Time for a deeper massage.”

  Deeper? she thought but Saber was already turning her over on her back and smoothing his hands down over her inner thighs.

  “It’s all right,” he murmured, still stroking her gently. “Honestly, it’s going to be all right.”

  Lissa tried to still her pounding heart. “I know,” she whispered back. “I just…it feels so strange.”

  “I did when you touched me too.” Saber looked into her eyes. “But just at first. Then I felt only pleasure. Let me give you pleasure too, Lissa. Let me touch you, please.”

  Lissa took a deep breath. “All right,” she whispered. “Do…whatever you have to.” And closing her eyes, she let her thighs fall open, giving him complete access to her unprotected pussy.

  Llewelyn was already talking again when she finally relaxed. “Stroke the inner thighs first and take your time about getting to her sex,” he instructed.

  “All right,” Lissa heard Saber say. Then his large, warm hands were carefully kneading the tender flesh of her inner thighs almost, but not quite touching her core.

  “When you feel all her tension relax,” Llewelyn continued, “You can turn your attention to the inner, more delicate areas.” He murmured to Lady Sha’rak, “This is the warming oil I told you about, my lady. It comes from the Vendon sector and it’s said to increase sensitivity greatly.”

  “That’s lovely, Llewelyn,” Lady Sha’rak murmured. “Please go on and be sure to give Lady R’awr’s slave some oil to use as well.”

  “Of course, my lady.” Llewelyn turned his attention back to Saber. “Watch how I do it. Just a few drops at the apex of her slit. Then spread her outer lips and let it trickle down, making sure it coats the clit.”

  He must have suited actions to words because Lissa heard another groan from Lady Sha’rak’s direction and deduced that Llewelyn was using the warming oil on her. She was tempted to open her eyes, but there were some things she just didn’t want to see. And she felt less embarrassed if she didn’t have to watch Saber work on her.

  “Get ready,” she heard Saber murmur and then she felt some warm, slippery droplets pattering softly down on her vulnerable mound.

  When he spread her open fully, she almost gasped but somehow she managed to bite her lip and stifle the sound. It wouldn’t do to let Lady Sha’rak know that this was the first time she and Saber had ever done anything like this. But when the warming oil slid slowly into her open pussy and coated the sensitive pearl of her clit, she couldn’t help moaning aloud.

  “Lovely, isn’t it?” Lady Sha’rak said from the other table. “Llewelyn, I don’t know how you managed to get this oil but I promise you’ll be rewarded for your diligence and thoughtfulness later.”

  “That’s very kind of you, my lady,” her body-slave purred. “But the only reward I seek is your pleasure. Are you ready for me to continue the massage?”

  “Yes, please, Llewelyn—don’t stop!”

  “I wouldn’t dream of it, my lady.” Llewelyn turned to Saber again. “This next part is the most delicate. You will be massaging the oil into your lady’s inner cunt and the utmost care must be taken. Use the pad of your right thumb and slide it gently—very gently—around her clit in a slow circle. Do you understand?”

  “Of course,” Saber said.

  But though Lissa’s entire body had gone tense as a wire, waiting for his touch, he still didn’t do as Llewelyn had commanded. At last she opened her eyes and looked up at him.

  “Saber?” she asked uncertainly. “Are you…is everything all right?”

  “Everything’s fine,” he assured her softly. “But I’d like you to look at me while I do this. I need to see your eyes to make sure I’m not hurting you.”

  “Oh…” Lissa whispered. Up until now she’d been able to bear the slow intensity of the massage and manage her embarrassment by closing her eyes, thus isolating herself in her own little world of darkness. Now Saber was asking her to give that up—to look at him as he touched her intimately, perhaps even penetrated her. Could she stand it?

  “Saber…” she began.

  “Please,” he murmured, a troubled look on his face. “Please, amalla, I don’t want to hurt you.”

  “All…all right,” Lissa murmured at last. “I’ll watch.” When he still didn’t move she added, “Touch me, Saber. It’s all right. I…I trust you.”

  A look of relief and tenderness came over his face. “Thank you. That means a lot to me.”

  Then he spread her open and placed the broad pad of his thumb directly over her throbbing clit.

  Lissa gasped and nearly jumped off the table at the direct contact. She’d never had anyone touch her like this. In fact, she had never even touched herself like this. She’d been too ashamed to when she lived on their home planet and afterward, when she was living on First World in the temple, self-pleasure had been frowned upon and outright forbidden by Minverna.

  “Are you all right?” Saber asked, looking at her anxiously.

  She nodded. “It’s just…intense.”

  “If she can’t bear direct contact, slide gently around her clit in a circular motion,” Llewelyn said from his place by Lady Sha’rak. “Remember, you must treat your lady as gently as though she were a virgin. Pretend this is the first time she’s ever allowed a male to touch her and you are privileged to be that male.”

  “I think I can manage that.” Saber gave her a little half smile, which Lissa tried to return. She couldn’t help feeling nervous, though. She could feel her insides starting to tense up again…

  And then Saber began circling her clit slowly and carefully, almost but never quite touching her very center.

  “Oh,” Lissa whispered in surprise. This slow, indirect contact was better, much better than a direct touch. She could feel warm currents of pleasure pulling at her as Saber continued the slow caress. Her nipples had hardened into tight little buds at the tips of her breasts and her back was arching, seemingly of its own volition. She could feel a warm, sexual flush creeping up between her breasts and her breath was beginning to come in short little pants.

  “Feels good?” Saber murmured, holding her eyes with his own. “Do you like it, my lady?”

  “Yes, oh yes,” Lissa gasped, arching her back some more. She knew she ought to be lying still so he could work on her but somehow her body wouldn’t obey. It seemed like every inch of her was crying out for more, begging Saber to take her to the edge of a precipice she hadn’t even known existed until now and push her off.

  “Very good,” she heard Llewelyn murmur. “You’re getting it—it’s clear from the way she’s responding. Now it’s time for the inner massage.”

  Lissa felt a jolt of uncertainty. Inner massage? But Saber held her gaze meaningfully with his as he continued the slow, sweet torture of her clit.

  “It’s all right, amalla,” he murmured. “You know I’ll be gentle.”

  “I…I know.” Taking a deep breath, Lissa forced herself to relax again. Whatever happened, they were in this together. Saber wouldn’t hurt her or let anyone else hurt her. She was safe with him and knowing that made it easier to open herself to him, to give in and let him do whatever was necessary.

  “If your lady is ready,” Llewelyn was saying, “Using your other hand, slide your first two fingers deep into her pussy while you continue to massage her clit with your thumb.”

  Lissa felt two blunt fingertips pressing gently against her virgin entrance and she couldn’t help closing her eyes, retreating to the safety of the darkness behind her eyelids. But then Saber spoke.

  “Look at me,” he murmured in a soft, commanding voice. “Stay with me, Lissa. I need you to let me know what you’re feeling.”

  Relucta