Tiara- Part Two

by Robin Roseau

  Lyeneru didn’t really stop struggling, but this was now entirely outside her control. Even if I knew she wanted us to stop, I wouldn’t have ordered it, not now.

  But other than rapid breathing and a few moans and mews, she tried to form no words. But then she began opening and closing her hands rapidly.

  “Allium. Darfelsa. Hold her hands.” So we walked around the bench. I gave both of my hands to hold one of Lyeneru’s, and Allium mirrored me. Lyeneru clung tightly, quite tightly, and I let her.

  “Dee,” Mellta said gently. “I’d like you to continue to help me.”

  “Of course.”

  Mellta went back to talking soothingly. She and Dee began stroking Lyeneru, touching, teasing. Then they undid the shift, dropping it wide about her. They didn’t try to pull it from her, but simply opened her back.

  Mellta kissed her back, trailing kisses down to her bottom. Lyeneru gasped a few times and moaned a few as well.

  Dee grew flushed. And watching, I realized I was flushed, too. I looked at Allium, who was watching me. She offered a smile, but then we turned our focus back to Lyeneru.

  Mellta took her time. Eventually, she produced one of the devices. “Dee, wet this.”

  Dee smiled broadly. She took it, and I thought she’d use her mouth. She didn’t. She spread her legs and teased herself with the device, eventually sliding it in and out several times. I found myself staring. Mellta smiled. “That’s quite an effective method, Dee. That’s enough.”

  Dee, grinning, withdrew it and handed it to Mellta, who was shaking her head. But then she stepped behind Lyeneru. “Darling, Le-le, the scariest part is almost here. It doesn’t remain scary very long, and then it begins to feel very, very good. I’m sorry you’re scared, but you won’t be very long.”

  And then she began pushing at Lyeneru with the device. Lyeneru gasped into the gag and began her first real struggles, entirely futile.

  “There, there,” Mellta said soothingly. “I know, Darling. I know. It’s almost… oh, there we go. It’s there, all the way. I know you’re scared, but it already feels good. It’s magic, you know. Real magic. Not just the magic of two women, but real magic. You can feel it starting to take you already.”

  And Lyeneru gave a little moan.

  Mellta was moving. From where I stood, I couldn’t see exactly how, but I had a pretty good idea. Dee was staring, her lips parted, and I thought she was panting lightly herself.

  I wasn’t sure that was something Lyeneru needed to know, but Dee’s reaction was infectious, and I realized I was panting a little, too.

  I could see the magic had Lyeneru now.

  “There, Darling Le-le,” Mellta said. “You can feel the magic growing and growing.”

  It took a few more minutes. I think by the end, Le-le was out of her mind. I didn’t really remember the end of mine, and I didn’t think she would remember the end of hers, either. But the magic took full control, and she gave several loud, loud cries and grew still.

  And then, like I thought I had, she passed out.

  Mellta stilled. I glanced at Dee, and I thought she might be having her own orgasm. She had a hand on Mellta’s shoulder and looked wobbly.

  “I’ll take care of her,” Allium said, releasing Lyeneru’s now slack hand. She moved around to Dee, who turned to her, burying herself. Allium wrapped around her, murmuring. “She only needs a minute,” Allium said. “Then she can help us again.”

  “I’m sorry, Mellta.”

  “Don’t be sorry, Dee,” Mellta replied. “You’re a very sweet girl, and I think Lyeneru appreciates your help.”

  “I shouldn’t have wet it that way. I think I got caught by the magic.”

  “I imagine,” Mellta agreed. “Darfelsa, do you know how to begin releasing her?”

  “No.”

  “Trade with me,” Allium ordered. So, I stepped around and took Dee. Allium saw to Lyeneru. Dee pulled my mouth to hers for a kiss, but it was tame, for a Dee kiss, anyway.

  “Allium,” Dee said. “The next time you want to actually win a challenge, I want you to do this to me, just like it’s my first.”

  Allium and Olivia both laughed, and then Olivia asked, “When was the last time Allium came to you because she wanted to win?”

  “It could happen,” Dee replied. She took a deep breath. “We should help now, Darfelsa.”

  We did, supporting a comatose Lyeneru while Allium and Mellta finished releasing her. Then the four of us carried her to a waiting couch.

  Where we dressed her in the premade resin clothing of someone in her First. I’d never dressed someone who was asleep before.

  It wasn’t easy, but we got everything in place, and then Mellta sat, and we arranged Lyeneru with her head in Mellta’s lap.

  “She’ll sleep,” Olivia said, kneeling down and brushing her hair. “Le-le, you brave woman. That was truly beautiful.”

  “Is she okay?” Tess asked.

  “She’s perfect,” Olivia said.

  “What happened to Dee?”

  “Dee let herself get over-excited and caught up in the magic,” Olivia said. “Darling, do we need to take the edge off of you before you go help back at the embassy? Or maybe you should stay home?”

  “I want to help,” Dee said. “Please, Olivia. I’ll be fine.”

  “I know you will, Darling. I depend on you so.”

  “Whatever you did,” Tess said. “That was the traditional way. She fought.”

  “Only a little,” Olivia said. “Just a little. Most people fight a little.”

  “Did you?”

  “No, of course not. I fought a lot.” Tess snorted. “We’re going to have a little to drink,” Olivia declared. “How are you two doing?”

  “Scared,” Tess admitted. “But I’m going next. How about you, Sis?”

  “I can’t see a thing.”

  “Of course you can’t. They blindfolded us. Melistara, are you going to gag me?”

  “Do you think I should? With Olivia’s permission, I had something else in mind entirely.”

  “Whatever you think is best.”

  * * * *

  We helped Tess to stand. She asked for her own kisses. And then we led her forward. There was a little bed made up right on the floor. Melistara drew Tess down, Tess sitting, Melistara kneeling over her lap, the two kissing, while Allium and I controlled Tess’s arms.

  “Lie back now, Tess,” she said. “I’m going to call you Es-ah.”

  “Es-ah?”

  “Tess,” Melistara said, accenting the final sibilants.

  “Oh,” Tess said.

  “Lie back.” We helped her, and Melistara leaned down, pressing her hands into Tess’s shoulders, pinning her. Then she gestured with her nose.

  We pulled Tess’s arms into position. She didn’t fight, although she jerked when Bee applied the first of the wrist restraints. “Oh,” she said. Bee had the second locked before Tess could decide if she was going to fight.

  We moved down and did her ankles, her legs spread widely but her knees up. Melistara moved up enough we could do that. But she spoke soothingly, and she would continue to do so the entire time.

  “Es-ah, do you like Bee?”

  “Yes. She’s amazing.”

  “I agree. Bee, you may do anything you like with Es-ah’s lips and mouth. Your job is to keep her busy up there.”

  Bee giggled and immediately bent over from the side to begin kissing Tess. Tess squirmed, but she didn’t struggle.

  What happened next was far more like a long, slow, gentle lovemaking than a traditional First taking. Melistara touched and teased and licked and kissed. She bared Tess’s body, and she stroked and played.

  There wasn’t anything for us to do, so Allium led me back to the sofa with Gionna, and they both held my hands.

  And I couldn’t stop watching. I didn’t want to stop.

  Melistara didn’t rush, and at no point did she act like she was even aware the rest of us were there. I saw Wells speaking quietly t
o Rosaniya, but I didn’t hear what was said.

  But it was very much a lovemaking, a long, slow, beautiful lovemaking. And then Tess said, “Yes, oh yes, yes.”

  And that was when Melistara wet her device, using her mouth for it. “I want her to ask for it, Bee,” she said.

  Bee bent her head down beside Tess’s ear. “The best part is next,” she whispered. I didn’t hear the rest, but then Tess began saying, “Yes, please, Melistara, please. Don’t stop.” And when Melistara began to slide the device into place, Tess began screaming encouragement, and she didn’t stop until her words turned indecipherable.

  Melistara did all of it slowly, carefully, sweetly, and then Tess began to shake and moan, then arched her back and cried out a few more times before slowly growing limp, every single muscle.

  Even then, Melistara was sweet. She slowed, then stopped. She kissed her way up Tess’s body before slowly withdrawing the device.

  And then she, herself, shuddered as she cleaned it with her mouth, and then collapsed over the top of Tess, breathing heavily.

  I turned to look at Gionna. “Why aren’t they all like that?”

  “We don’t do it that way between ourselves,” she said. “You still love your first.”

  “Absolutely.”

  “This magnifies it. Es-ah will be fine, but it will be years before it would be safe for her to take a challenge with Melistara. The only reason this is remotely safe is because the two will rarely, if ever, encounter each other.”

  Melistara looked up. “I’ll see to her,” she said. “And her recovery. But I’ll stay away from her. I won’t confuse her.” She looked down at Tess, now sleeping, and caressed her face. “This is the first time I’ve had a First.” She looked up, and I saw tears on her cheeks. “We’ll dress her here and then move her.”

  * * * *

  Rosaniya had grown quiet. We stood her up, and then I moved in front of her. “You don’t have to do this,” I said gently.

  “You are my princess,” Rosaniya said, using the words Lyeneru had used earlier. “You need me for the next part, Darfelsa. No one knows the numbers like I do. I know how much we have to be paid, not just for raw fruit, but for the ways we can ship it further. I know what keeps, and how long, and what it weighs. And Wells has just spent the last hour whispering some truly delightful promises into my ear.” She turned her head. “Yes to everything you’ve been saying, and anything else you come up with. Yes to all of it. And when I get home to that ungrateful husband of mine, I’m not going to say one word to him.”

  Wells laughed. “I’ve never even met a man.”

  “Seriously?”

  “That’s not uncommon here,” Olivia explained.

  “I’ve seen two,” Wells said. “I was very young. I barely remember. They scared me. They were all hairy.”

  “I want my own kisses,” Rosaniya declared. “But you don’t have to gag me. They’re both asleep, aren’t they?”

  “Yes,” Wells said. “They’ll sleep for hours, maybe until morning.”

  “Will I?”

  “Almost certainly.”

  “Do you think you can get me to make some of the noises my sister made?”

  “I believe some, yes.”

  “Excellent.”

  What happened was a cross between the first two. Excepting the gag, it was nearly identical to what we’d done with Lyeneru. I wondered how much bravado Rosaniya was operating on, and whether she’d beg us to stop, but she didn’t. She gasped a few times, but she didn’t ask us to stop.

  But from that point, Wells was slower. She teased Rosaniya, and what she did was, well, not really lovemaking. It was definitely a taking. But the tenor was different.

  Rosaniya became lost to it, lost to the touches and the kisses. And then Wells entered her to a long, drawn out moan. “Slow,” Rosaniya whispered.

  “Oh, yes,” Wells agreed. “You’re going to beg, Rosaniya.”

  “I never beg.”

  “We’ll see.”

  She begged, eventually.

  * * * *

  Olivia had help waiting, and we sent all three women home with their new owners before the rest of us collapsed in chairs in the parlor. Dee attached herself to Allium. Va and Bee both leaned against Gionna and Olivia, respectively, and had very little to say except to assure us they were fine.

  “That was so beautiful,” Va said. “I’m just thinking about it; that’s all. I’m fine, Gionna.”

  “How about you, Darfelsa?” Olivia asked.

  I was sitting alone, which wasn’t at all what I wanted right now. I looked at Olivia. “You did this with an entire country.”

  “We didn’t take the same level of care,” Olivia replied. “Frankly, we didn’t have to. They didn’t have a choice, and they didn’t have a princess standing by them, either. If anyone wasn’t entirely accepting, we drugged them. We drugged nearly all of them for their first, and then stuck to tradition.”

  “That seems cold.”

  “I suppose it does. It probably was. But not a one had a complaint, fifteen minutes later.”

  I snorted a laugh.

  “But I still am not sure how you’re doing.”

  “I think, Olivia, that if I had wet one of the devices like Dee had, I would have passed out from it.”

  Everyone laughed, and Dee said, “Probably. I nearly did. Oh, that was nice.”

  “Seriously?”

  “Yes,” Dee replied. She turned her head. “I’m sorry, Olivia.”

  “Don’t be sorry, Darling,” Olivia replied. “That’s just your good heart, and your joy, and I wouldn’t change a thing about you.”

  Dee grinned. “I think Bee needs another First.” Bee offered her own smile.

  “We’ll have some time to play in a week,” Olivia said. “Maybe Allium needs another First, too.”

  “Allium is just fine having had one,” Allium replied. “But I’m fairly sure you could lure her into other games. However, I have a fairly important guest, and I can’t neglect her.”

  “I’m not a guest,” I said. “There’s nothing I can do for nearly three months. Put me to work or something.”

  “You can take a challenge or two of your own,” Olivia said.

  “I’ve decided I’m not doing that.”

  “What?” Gionna asked.

  “Tell them why,” Allium suggested.

  “You stay out of it, or I’ll withdraw my offer to help work and instead I’ll drink out your liquor supply.”

  Allium cocked her head. “Was that a direct order, Princess?”

  “Would it have to be, Ambassador?”

  “Yes.”

  “You feel that strongly about it?”

  “Yes, I do.”

  “Never mind,” Gionna said. “I’m fairly sure I can guess. Someone is very territorial.”

  “I can’t comment,” Allium said. “Or I might admit to using that word myself.”

  “Allium!” I complained.

  “I didn’t say anything she didn’t already know.”

  “You confirmed it.”

  “Oh, please,” Olivia said. “Darfelsa, you are many things, but subtle isn’t on the list. The moment you made a big deal about it, you told Gionna and I everything we needed to know.”

  “It’s still her fault for saying a thing.” I pointed at Allium.

  “We can share the fault,” Allium agreed. “These are two of your closest friends.”

  “And my second cousin, and Jessla, who I respect, but I wouldn’t say is a close friend.”

  “Don’t mind me,” Jessla said.

  “Va,” I said. “Do you recognize my authority?”

  My cousin looked away and wasn’t going to answer, but Gionna nudged her, and she whispered, “Yes.”

  “You stay out of this one. I have some very, very nice things to tell you when you are yourself, but if you meddle in this, I will be livid with you. Tell me you understand.”

  She turned to look at me. “I think it’s a good thing
she’s going last.”

  “Tell me you understand, Va.”

  “I promise I won’t meddle,” she said. “Except this. Gionna has to release me tomorrow morning, and I’m going to immediately challenge the nearest person who can beat me.”

  “Why?”

  “Because your people need me, just like this.” She turned her head. “Judge Jessla, can Gionna just keep me until they’re all in their Firsts?”

  “What was the original agreement?” Jessla asked.

  “I’m obligated to free her the morning after we arrive here,” Gionna said. “I interpret that as no later than the stroke of noon tomorrow.”

  “After breakfast is traditional.”

  “I need to help with the people tomorrow morning,” Va explained. “And I’ll need a couple of hours before I can really take another challenge. I’d rather you let Gionna keep me.”

  “It takes an order of the queen to lengthen the terms,” Jessla said. “But you could shorten them and issue a new challenge in the morning.”

  “They’re scared now,” Va said. “Gionna is letting me help overnight.”

  “I’m not comfortable with a same-day event, Va,” Jessla said.

  “Is it illegal?”

  “No, but it’s against all the guidelines.”

  “Does anyone in the room think I care about guidelines?” Va asked. “I just need enough time between to get my head on straight.”

  “Legally you need enough time to be making good decisions for yourself,” Jessla countered.

  “We have you and Olivia right here,” Va said. “And I think I’m perfectly lucid. Am I deluding myself.”

  “You’re a pleasure slave arguing with the judge,” Olivia said with a laugh. “I don't even think Dee could do that.”

  “I could,” Dee said. “I just have never wanted to.”

  “I don’t think I could,” Bee said. “I get what I want other ways. Dee uses those ways, too.”

  Everyone laughed. She certainly did.

  “Va,” I said. “I would like you to be entirely yourself and find me for a conversation tomorrow, before you let someone claim you again. Please.”

  She nodded. “Yes, Princess.”

  “You’ve never called me that. It was one of the things that used to bug me.”