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  She wondered how Saber felt. He was sitting quietly behind her, waiting to serve her more food if she asked for it but Lissa was far too worried to be hungry. At least he was no longer wearing the touch-me-not manacles. Lissa had gotten the remote from Lady Sha’rak first thing that morning and removed them. So she wouldn’t have to “help” him through any more painful situations.

  Thinking of that made her remember his low, hoarse cries as she had stroked him to completion the night before. Goddess, that had been so sexy! Not to mention the surge of power she’d felt from being in charge while he lay there helpless, letting her do anything she liked. Just the memory of his eyes as he came, the way his whole body had trembled beneath her touch, so big and muscular and naked, so completely under her control, made her feel hot and wet between her legs. Gods…she shifted uncomfortably. I really shouldn’t be feeling this way toward Saber. Shouldn’t be thinking of him like this…

  “Well you don’t look very excited,” Lady Sha’rak interrupted her guilty thoughts with a frown.

  “I…I suppose I’m just nervous,” Lissa said, truthfully enough. “As you’ve said, we don’t have Dream Gas where I come from. I’m not sure exactly…what sensation play is going to be like.”

  “Is that all?” Lady Sha’rak made a shooing motion with one hand. “That’s nothing to be worried about, my dear! Listen, I promise I’ll speak to Lady Hake’bean and have her find you a particularly exciting document for your first play.”

  “Will she be using the documents in her collection?” Lissa asked hopefully. “Do you think she might have one from the era I was interested in?”

  “From the Hoard Wars? Oh yes, certainly,” Lady Sha’rak said dismissively. “Lady Hake’bean is always most generous with her documents. The entire collection should be on display tonight.”

  Lissa risked exchanging a glance with Saber. If the stolen scrolls were at Lady Hake’bean’s, they ought to be able to find them.

  And the sooner we find them, the sooner we can get back home. Get back to normal. Lissa knew she ought to be happy about the idea but somehow she wasn’t. She wondered how Saber felt. Would he be glad to leave this world behind and go back to his own life…or sorry to lose her?

  “It all sounds so exciting,” she said, smiling brightly at the ambassador. “I guess I’d better go get ready.”

  “Not so fast, my dear.” Lady Sha’rak reached across the table to put a hand on her arm. “I have a little surprise for you.” She snapped her fingers. “Llewelyn, bring it out.”

  Lady Sha’rak’s body-slave came around the table at once and presented Lissa with a large black box.

  “Oh my!” Lissa looked at it uncertainly but the ambassador was practically dancing with glee.

  “Go on—open it!” she commanded.

  Lissa flipped off the lid and found a gown that seemed to be entirely made of delicate lace. It was jade green—the exact shade of her eyes and the streaks in her hair, and it looked no more substantial than a cobweb.

  “Oh my goodness,” Lissa breathed. “It…it’s beautiful. And so thin. And, er, see-through.”

  “That’s what I was shopping for yesterday,” Lady Sha’rak explained. “It’s a sensation gown—made especially to give easy access during the party.”

  Lissa began to get a really bad feeling in the pit of her stomach. What exactly were they going to be doing that night? “Um, easy access?” she asked, wishing her voice wouldn’t come out sounding so squeaky.

  “Of course—for the sensor pads. They help with the Dream Gas conduction. Oh, and I got you some special panties to go with it—look under the gown and see.”

  Feeling more nervous all the time, Lissa dug around under the silky pile of lace and pulled out a pair of jade green panties trimmed in black lace. As she had feared, they were split in the middle. But at least they have little strings there, she thought, looking more closely. So you can tie them closed.

  “Those little laces are drawstrings,” Lady Sha’rak explained, watching as she examined the panties. “You pull them tight and tie them off at the sides, which forms a sort of diamond shaped window right in the middle to frame your slit.”

  Lissa felt her stomach sink down to her shoes. “You…you mean the strings are to hold the panties open?” she asked faintly.

  “Well of course! How else could you give access for the sensor pads? And speaking of that…” Lady Sha’rak leaned forward confidentially. “Now don’t take this the wrong way, my dear, but I couldn’t help noticing the other night that you’re not shaved."

  “I’m not…oh!” Lissa crossed her legs involuntarily when she realized what the other woman was referring to. “It’s not…not required where I come from,” she said faintly.

  “Well, it is here,” Lady Sha’rak said firmly. “You simply cannot go out without a clean shaven pussy. Don’t worry though, I’ll have Llewelyn bring an intimate area razor to your suite and teach your slave how to use it. He can have you smooth and sleek in an instant.”

  “I’m sure he can,” Lissa whispered.

  “Good, then let’s get ready. Lady Hake’bean doesn’t like to be kept waiting and she lives in a building all the way across town.”

  “All right.” Numbly, Lissa handed the box containing the slinky lace dress and barely there panties to Saber and got to her feet. Goddess, she was really going to do this. She was going to shave her private areas and wear a completely indecent dress out in public in order to do the Goddess-knew-what with some kind of sensor pads applied to her most delicate parts and—

  “Oh, and one more thing,” Lady Sha’rak said, breaking into her thoughts. “Don’t bother with wearing the elixirs on your nipples tonight—they interfere with the pads.”

  “They do?” Lissa frowned. “But I thought you said I always had to wear them in order to have a way to punish my slave.”

  “Yes, well, any slave who acts up tonight will get the rod—and in a very public way,” Lady Sha’rak said grimly. Then she smiled. “All right?”

  “All right.” Lissa nodded doubtfully. Not for the first time she wished she could ask what her hostess was talking about. What exactly was “the rod” and how was it administered? She shot another uneasy look at Saber. Whatever it was, she didn’t want to find out the hard way tonight. They were going to have to be extra careful not to offend anyone at the sensation party.

  Saber returned her look and gave her a brief nod. Clearly he was thinking the same thing she was.

  “Well then.” Lady Sha’rak clapped her hands. “Let’s go get ready, shall we?”

  * * * * *

  “Lissa, are you all right in there?” Saber didn’t bother knocking. He put his head in the bathroom door and looked.

  Lissa was standing in front of the viewer with the ultra-sharp intimate area razor in her hand and biting her lip. She was wearing a robe which was open to expose her pussy but when she saw Saber looking, she quickly closed it, a blush staining her cheeks.

  “Oh, Saber! What are you doing?”

  “Checking on you. From what Llewelyn showed me, it should only take a few minutes to use that thing.” He nodded at the razor in her hand. “But you’ve been in here over half an hour. Did you manage to, um…” He cleared his throat. “Get the job done?”

  “No.” Lissa looked down at the razor, which was a thin, pink laser beam about an inch long, pulsing between two slender silver posts. It had a five inch silver handle that hummed faintly as she gripped it but Saber couldn’t help noticing she was keeping the laser end as far from herself as possible. “This thing just looks so …so lethal. Honestly, I’m afraid to get it near such a, um, delicate area,” she admitted in a low voice.

  “Then let me.” Coming forward, he knelt at her feet and held out a hand for the razor. “Here.”

  “Oh, I don’t know…”

  “I saw all of you last night. I massaged you, remember?” Saber reminded her gently. “It won’t hurt to let me shave you now. Besides, I’m the one Llewelyn showed