Ceremony of Seduction (5 page)

Alyssa swallowed hard. She’d spent her whole life trying to hide her body, and now it looked like it was expected that she show it freely. Resisting the sudden urge to grab for her shirt, she balled her hands at her sides.
This is my real home. I need to get used to who I am supposed to be.
“I didn’t know I needed the sexual energy, but I did, uh, take care of things myself quite a bit.”

“You’re a Klatch. That’s perfectly normal.” Sasha stepped forward and reached both arms around Alyssa’s waist to unfasten the button and zipper of her jean skirt, their full breasts brushing against each other. Heat coiled in her stomach and she wondered how it would feel to have this woman’s soft breasts pressed against hers with nothing between them but skin. At the thought, a rush of energy flowed through Alyssa’s body and she bit back a moan.

Now that she was paying attention to it, she could see the energy as a direct result of the sexual stimulation.
No wonder I always felt as if my energy drained away when I had my sessions with the showerhead!

Sasha slowly unzipped the skirt, her breath feathering against the side of Alyssa’s neck, causing her to gasp as another shudder of pure lust and energy flowed through her veins.

The maid turned her face into Alyssa’s neck and whispered, “Remember, Princess, sexual energy is like food here. There are very few things forbidden.” Before Alyssa could react, Sasha hooked her thumbs into the waistband of the skirt and slid it down over her hips, until it fell to the floor in a puddle of material. The maid’s hard nipples teased against her own. Only then did she step back and offer her hand, so Alyssa could step out of the skirt.

Alyssa’s heart pounded in her chest and her brain scrambled for something intelligible to say. “What sorts of things are forbidden?” she croaked and then cleared her throat.

Sasha’s lips curved as if she knew exactly what effect her proximity had. “Anything is permissible that is consensual between adults who have completed their ceremony. It is death to force anyone, especially those uninitiated with the ceremony, or to copulate with the dead or animals. Beyond that, Klatch is a very open society. Even those who have yet to undergo the ceremony are permitted to indulge where they please without putting themselves in danger.”

“Well, that sounds pretty straightforward.” Alyssa mentally kicked herself for the lame comment. “Since there are certain dangers in indulging with the opposite sex before a coming-of-age, are there lots of same sex…uh…”

Sasha shrugged. The motion caused the exposed bottom curves of her full breasts to jiggle enticingly, mesmerizing Alyssa. “As I said, Princess, Klatch is a very open society. Sex is a part of our nature, there is nothing shameful about it. People may choose to indulge wherever the arousal takes them, as long as they are not married. Then both partners must consent to activities involving others.”

“So monogamy is prized here inside a marriage?” Somehow, it made Alyssa feel better to know that she wouldn’t have to worry about Stone fucking other women.

“Not in the same way humans term it, but yes. However, there are married couples who consent to group activities quite often and have no barriers beyond that as long as both parties are in full agreement.”

The implications flashed through Alyssa’s mind and she shoved them away to study later. Worrying about Stone wanting to have orgies after their marriage seemed a little premature, although she made a mental note to talk to Stone about his preferences
before
the ceremony.

“Would you like to bathe in the public pool, where there will be several dozen young women at any one time, or would you like this first bath to be private until you are more…comfortable with our ways?” Sasha’s voice held no note of censure, only a real desire to put Alyssa at ease. She appreciated it.

“Will…will the bath involve…sustenance?” she asked hesitantly. Her pussy and breasts throbbed at the thought of this woman giving her sexual energy as Stone had. She could admit, if only to herself, that the thought of several women at the same time turned her on too. But she didn’t think she was
that
comfortable yet. Better to start slow.
Tackle one thing at a time. Or one woman, in this case…

She’d seen women kiss in a few movies and was curious how different it would feel to have a woman touch her the way Stone’s wonderfully callused hands had.

Sasha nodded and stepped forward again, reaching around her to unhook her bra. Again, her full breasts pressed against Sasha’s and her warm breath danced across the side of Alyssa’s neck as she spoke. “Sexual energy giving and taking is very much a part of our bathing rituals.”

The bra loosened and Sasha stepped back, pulling the straps off Alyssa’s shoulders before she set it aside on the chair. Then the maid dropped to her knees in front of Alyssa, her gaze hungry as she took in Alyssa’s gently rounded stomach and very full breasts. Alyssa squirmed under the frank scrutiny and covered her chest with her hands.

“There is no need for that, Princess. You are most beautiful. In fact, you look so much like your mother, the queen, it surprises me.”

A lump formed in Alyssa’s throat. The thought of looking like her mother both excited and confused her. Would she find her mother beautiful when she met her, or would she be disappointed that she looked like Alyssa did?

Sasha interrupted her musings by pulling down Alyssa’s white cotton granny panties. Alyssa’s cheeks burned and she wished she’d worn some better underwear—not that she owned any other kind. Debbie had always reminded her that sexy lingerie was for attractive women—not fat ones. She squeezed her eyes shut against the tears that threatened.

The betrayal of her “family” and her roommate burned through her. She promised herself she’d never be so foolish again. But she had given her trust to Stone and to Sasha. Was she headed for more betrayal?

Nimble fingers sifted through her pubic hair causing her to jump. Looking down, she saw Sasha grinning up at her. Alyssa’s heart pounded in her chest as her blood flooded her pussy causing it to tingle and throb.

“My apologies, Princess. The women of Klatch stay clean-shaven, so I’ve never seen a mound with full hair. I just wanted to see what it felt like. It almost reminds me of men’s crispy chest hair.”

Alyssa’s clit throbbed with the proximity of the hand that still rested lightly against her, just a hairsbreadth away from her swollen nub. She knew she should be shocked or push Sasha’s hand away, but she’d spent so many years convincing herself to be something she was not. It was time she made her own decisions. As hard as it was to admit—she wanted Sasha to touch her, to show her how those petite hands felt against her sensitive skin.

She swallowed hard before she could speak. “If the culture here is shaved, I’d like to do that too.” It was another thing she’d thought about doing back home, but Debbie had talked her out of it, saying that the upkeep wasn’t worth it if no one was going to be looking.

Sasha grinned and sifted her fingers through the curly dark hair again, the side of her hand brushed against the swollen tip of her clit and caused Alyssa to gasp. “Your wish is my command, Princess.”

The maid stood and stripped off her own gauzy half shirt, her rounded breasts bounced invitingly with the motion. Then she hooked her thumbs in the sides of her string bikini underwear, sliding them off until she stood naked as well. “Shall we head out to the bathing pool?” Not waiting for an answer, she hooked her arm with Alyssa’s and led the way, the silky skin of her breast rubbed teasingly against Alyssa’s bare arm.

Alyssa took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Her own breasts were heavy and sensitive, her slit slick and ready. If she didn’t come soon, she was going to lose her mind. This was almost worse than when Stone left her horny and wanting every night for ten years!

They stepped through a curtain and entered a semidark alcove, lit only by flickering candles, which painted red and gold designs on the shadows of the walls. There was a large pool inset in the middle of the floor with seats and raised platforms visible just under the water in the shallow end. The water churned and gurgled and a small waterfall fell into the pool against the side, so people could enjoy it both from the shallow and deep ends.

Grabbing a small basket from an inset ledge along the wall, Sasha led her toward the pool. “We’ll get you shaved first,” she said as she started down the steps leading into the water.

Alyssa followed her, enjoying the way the warm water swirled and fizzed around her already heated skin. Several jets of water shot currents out from the walls, which kept the water in constant motion. She was tempted to lean her clit against one and end her torment. But even as much as she masturbated at home, she couldn’t do it in front of someone she’d just met. Doing it with Stone had been a first. Besides, having erotic dreams with the man for ten years surely put him in the category of non-stranger.

Allowing herself to be led to one of the raised platforms, she couldn’t help but notice how Sasha’s breasts bobbed just on top of the water, the ripe tips cutting a current as she moved. She resisted a sudden urge to pull one of the ripe nipples between her lips and explore the texture with her tongue.

“Lie back,” Sasha said, her voice husky and low. “And relax. I promise to be gentle.”

To Alyssa’s surprise, the platforms were soft, like lying on a gel mattress and the head was raised and cushioned enough that it was as if a pillow cradled her. She pulled her hair out from under her shoulders, letting it flow around the platform into the swirling water. An inch of water lapped against her body, leaving most of her exposed, but since the cavern was warm, she didn’t shiver as she’d expected. The motion and sound of the water relaxed her, making her feel as if she were at one of the day spas her mother and sisters frequented.

Warm fingers gripped under her knees, raising them so her legs were bent, her thighs spread wide to give the maid better access. At the first tentative touch against her mound, she jumped and Sasha’s musical laughter echoed around her like an intimate caress. “Relax and hold very still, Princess. I’ll have you smooth and perfect for the prince in no time.”

Gripping the sides of the platform, Alyssa willed herself to relax, or at the very least hold still. When the warm fingers touched her again and then traced through her pubic hair, she didn’t jump, but had to bite back a moan. This felt forbidden, wicked…naughty, and she wanted to enjoy every minute. She heard the “snip-snip” of scissors, and decided talking would keep her from embarrassing herself further.

“How did you become a lady’s maid?” she asked, trying to both enjoy and ignore the slender fingers touching her mound.

“Being a lady’s maid is in my line. My mother, mother’s mother and so on, were all maids to the royal family. It is an honored position.”

Glancing down, she saw Sasha take a small purple fruit from the basket and peel off the skin. The scent of musky lavender rose around her. The purple flesh of the fruit looked fluffy like whipped cream. Scooping some of the flesh with her fingers, Sasha slathered it onto Alyssa’s throbbing mound.

Alyssa’s skin immediately began to tingle and she fought the urge to buck her hips against the wonderful new sensation. Clearing her throat, she said, “What if you didn’t want to be a lady’s maid? Do you have a choice?” Her voice sounded breathy and low.

The maid’s laugh bubbled around her, causing heat to coil in her stomach and she looked down to see a long straight blade pulled across her mound, shaving off a perfect line of dark hair. Then Sasha rinsed it in a small basin floating next to her.

The sight of Sasha standing naked between her open thighs made her release a shaky breath. And the cold pull of the blade across her skin sent lava and energy spiraling throughout her entire body.

“I could have chosen another path, but I’m proud of my family’s tradition. I’m a strong supporter of the royal family.” She rinsed the blade in the basin again and closed her hand around Alyssa’s ankle, raising her leg to rest on top of her shoulder. “I need to be able to reach everything, to fully shave you,” she explained as she spread on more purple fruit flesh and then drew the blade gently across Alyssa’s swollen pussy lips.

Sasha’s smooth fingers rubbing over her already-engorged flesh sent a series of small energy tremors through her thighs and tightened her arousal. Despite her best efforts, a gasp followed by a low moan ripped from her throat. Realizing what she’d done, heat blazed into her face and she screwed her eyes shut, wishing she could disappear.

“Do not be embarrassed,” Sasha whispered. “The
ponga
fruit enhances arousal. It helps with shaving and brings sexual energy, which you are much in need of. Not to mention, it has a sweet fluffy taste and is often used in foreplay.”

Alyssa slitted open her eyes to see Sasha’s smiling face. “What does it taste like?” she asked softly. She gasped as Sasha stepped forward between her legs, leaning her own smooth mound against Alyssa’s swollen folds, and reached up to rub some of the
ponga
flesh across her lips and then down across both her nipples. Alyssa licked her bottom lip, and a sweet nutty flavor spread over her tongue. Immediately, her lips, nipples and even the inside of her mouth tingled, sending shockwaves of energy through her body, causing a rush of liquid heat to her aching pussy.

Sasha stepped back to finish shaving her and then splashed water against her mound to fully rinse her. “The
ponga
is never used in nonsexual meals because of its unique properties. But is always associated with summoning energy.” The maid reached into the basket again and pulled out a bar of soap, which she dipped into the water and began to lather between her hands.

“Does that have some sort of aphrodisiac powers as well?” Alyssa asked nodding toward the soap.

The maid’s lavender eyes darkened with desire and Alyssa’s breath caught in her throat. “Not by itself. But soap is used both before and after lovemaking, so it does come in several pleasing scents.” Her last words fell away to whispers as she reached down to spread her soapy hands over Alyssa’s stomach and then farther up, to cover her aching breasts.