Jane's Descent Pt. 06

|| -- Chapter 19 -- ||

Eva sat on the bed and stared back at Jane with a sly smile.

Without looking away, Eva pulled out a strap-on and began putting it on. She fastened the straps around her waist and legs with practiced ease and fit the dildo onto her lap.

(What is that..?) Jane thought to herself.

A small shudder ran through her at the sight of it. The purple dildo was fastened to black strips of leather, and Eva wore it like a belt. As Jane stared at it, she couldn't see it as anything other than a facsimile of a penis, yet the sight sent a thrill of excitement down her back.

(I see... I get it now.) A smile rose to Jane's lips, and she looked up to meet Eva's gaze. The older woman's eyes twinkled in amusement and she beckoned Jane with one hand.

"Come." Eva patted her lap. "Sit."

The words sent a fresh wave of arousal through Jane, and her feet began moving before she realized what was happening.

Her body was so hot, and her nipples so stiff. The tingle of anticipation throbbed in her sex, and the arousal drooled freely down her thighs. The thought of rejecting Eva's invitation never crossed her mind. Instead, she tottered up to the bed and crawled onto the older woman's lap.

Jane's hips fell lightly on Eva's thighs, and the purple dildo brushed her abdomen. She sat just behind the toy, staring at Eva through a half-lidded gaze.

Eva's hands ran up Jane's back, and she smiled at Jane. Her fingers trailed up and down her skin before settling lightly on Jane's hips.

"Are you ready?" Eva asked.

Jane nodded back and lightly gripped the dildo in her hands. It was the same size as the one she had experimented with a couple years prior. If anything, it might have been slightly thicker, but the thought only increased Jane's anticipation.

(I can't wait any longer...) Jane lifted herself up and angled the dildo towards her opening, then she began to sink down onto it.

The dildo was tight, but she could fit it inside without discomfort. As the head pushed inside her, and she grew more confident, Jane let her weight down and took the rest of the toy into her canal.

"Very good..." Eva breathed the words under her breath and smiled back at Jane. "Good girl."

Jane let out a shuddering sigh, releasing a breath she didn't know she had been holding. Her thighs felt weak, and the strength seemed to disappear from her limbs. Without thinking, she leaned forward and buried her face in Eva's shoulder.

"Oh god..." Jane whispered under her breath. She wrapped her arms around the older woman and shuddered. Just feeling the toy so deep inside her sent her mind reeling.

"Good girl... That's it, just relax." Eva rubbed Jane's back as she cooed the words into her ear. "Get a feeling for it, before moving too much."

Jane took deep shuddering breaths and nodded her head. However, the arousal that had built up all day would make it difficult to follow Eva's suggestion. Instead, Jane's hips began moving on their own.

She lifted up an inch before sliding back down the dildo in a short stroke. She moved slowly, but the sensations sent waves of pleasure crashing through her hips. Without even being touched, her sensitive clit tingled in satisfaction, and Jane let out a moan.

Her hips rose off the dildo a second time, but her thighs gave out midway, and she slammed down onto Eva's lap. The sudden motion made Jane raise her voice in a yelp of surprise, but there was no pain and only a sudden wave of pleasure.

Eva gave a sultry laugh in Jane's ear and continued to rub her back. "Take your time, sweetie."

However, Jane's arousal felt too strong to ignore. Even as her thighs burned from the strange position, she bounced her hips over the dildo. She took fast and short strokes--unable to do much else with her meager endurance.

"More..." Jane mewled, still burying her face in Eva's neck. No matter how much she pushed her muscles, she couldn't seem to eke out enough pleasure to come. Even as the need coursed through her loins, and she clenched around the dildo, it didn't feel like enough.

"Very well, allow me to assist," Eva said, and her arms tightened around Jane's back. She twisted her body and threw Jane down on the bed.

The motion nearly knocked the wind for Jane's lungs, and she found herself beneath the older woman. Eva kneeled over her, with the strap-on still half embedded in Jane's sex, and Jane stared up breathlessly at her.

"Uhm..." Jane began to say something, but Eva shook her head.

"Shh, you don't have to say it... This is what you wanted, right?" Eva slammed her hips down, burying the dildo deep inside Jane and sending a wave of pleasure through her hips.

(Oh god!) Jane's mouth opened in a silent moan, and her eyes rolled back. She bucked against Eva's hips reflexively, grinding her mons against the base of the strap-on.

The older woman's hips moved with exaggerated motions and pulled out slowly before thrusting back in. Each piston sent fresh waves of pleasure through Jane's body, and her face twisted in pleasure.

(Is this what the maids felt? Did Camilla feel this good too?) Jane thought to herself, but her mind struggled to comprehend it. She could have never imagined sex would feel this good. Each wave of satisfaction felt better than the last.

"Good girl... Just enjoy yourself." Eva leaned down and whispered the words in Jane's ear. She kneeled over Jane as her hips continued to piston.

Without thinking, Jane wrapped her arms around Eva's back, pulling her tight. She felt the older woman's lacey bra as it scratched against her chest, and she felt Eva's body pressing against her own, and it accentuated the pleasure.

Eva's hot breath poured down her neck, and Jane panted with her. Their two bodies seemed to become one as she thrusted with Eva's hips. She matched each motion and drew out each piston in exaggerated motions. Her body seemed to move on its own, and all her thoughts went blank. She could only think about the warmth and pleasure of their two intertwined bodies.

After only a few minutes, Jane stiffened. Her arms tightened, and her hips bucked against Eva's for one final time.

She let out a moaning scream as the orgasm washed through her. It crackled through her body and sent sparks clouding her vision. The whole world seemed to disappear, and only herself and Eva remained.

As one second turned to three, Jane remained in the same position. Her back arched off the bed and mouth opened in a silent moan, then she pushed over the crest of pleasure.

Her hips began twitching and spasming with the waves of the orgasm, rising and falling in time with each small crest. The strap-on fell out, but she barely noticed as she panted for breath and writhed on the sheets. Even as the orgasm faded away, the intensity of it made a tunnel of darkness clouding her vision.

"There, there..." Eva wrapped her in a hug and whispered the words into Jane's ear. "You did great."

|| -- Chapter 20 -- ||

Jane stared at the roof of the room, blushing.

She lay in Eva's arms, and the older woman gently stroked her shoulder while smiling down at Jane. "How was it? I hope it wasn't too intense for our first time."

Jane glanced at Eva before looking away again. "Oh, uhm. It was amazing..."

She felt Eva's eyes remain on her, and Jane took a deep breath to calm her nerves. She gathered up her courage and shook her head, those words weren't quite right.

"It was amazing." Jane glanced back at Eva and said it with more confidence. She turned on her side and faced the other woman. "To be honest, it wasn't like anything I've ever experienced before. It was mind blowing."

Eva smiled and reached out, stroking Jane's cheek. "I'm glad, because now it's my turn."

"Your turn?" Jane blinked, then realized what Eva was getting at. "I'm not sure how to..."

"Relax, sweetie. All you have to do is lay there and be your beautiful self. Let me show you how it's done."

Eva pushed herself up and stared down at Jane with a smile. She still wore her lace panties and brassiere. However, as she gazed down at Jane, she slid her thumbs under the waistband of her underwear and slid it down to her knees.

Jane's eyes widened and she glanced down at Eva's sex. The other woman had neatly trimmed pubic hair, and the sight made Jane's cheeks go pink, but her heart found another reason to beat a little faster. Eva's lower lips glistened with arousal, and a small damp spot stained the inside of her panties.

Eva shifted her weight and pulled the underwear down the rest of her legs until it slipped past her feet. After fully removing the panties, she spun them around one finger, and Jane found her eyes following the undergarments out of habit.

"Did these catch your interest?" Eva glanced between her underwear and Jane. "Is this your fetish, perhaps?"

"I don't know what you mean..." Jane looked away and blushed. Truly, she didn't know what the word meant, but she could guess what the older woman was implying, and as if to confirm it, Eva held out the panties towards her.

"Here, take them." Eva took Jane's hand and pressed the panties into her palm. "I can tell you want them. Consider it a souvenir after today."

It was preposterous. Why would Jane take another woman's dirty panties? What could she possibly do with them? However, Jane couldn't let go of them now that they were in her hand. She clenched them in a fist while blushing back at Eva.

"If you insist, I'll hold on to them for now," Jane said, but her mind raced beneath the surface. In her hands was the same fabric that had been pressed tightly against the other woman's sex.

"I do insist." Eva smiled and gave a contented sigh. With her sex now exposed, she crawled over and slipped one leg between Jane's. "If you don't mind, I'll be relieving my own urges on your thigh."

"On my thigh?" Jane glanced up at Eva in confusion, but she didn't need to wait for the answer.

Eva leaned forward and pushed her sex down against Jane's leg, grinding against her thigh. The position put her face close to Jane's, and Jane found herself intimately close with Eva once more as the other woman laid on top of her.

"Is there a problem?" Eva asked. She braced one hand against the headboard, holding herself up.

She wasn't so close as to make Jane uncomfortable, but the position was intimate, and the feeling of Eva's sex against her leg made Jane's eyes widen.

"I, uhm..." Jane took a deep breath, gathering her courage. "No, there's no problem."

She relaxed into the pillows, staring up at Eva. She didn't know what the older woman was doing, but she trusted her. While holding Eva's panties tight to her chest, Jane watched the other woman begin to move.

Eva rubbed her sex up Jane's thigh and smiled. She let out a slow sigh as she stared down at Jane. "This is the best feeling, you know?"

Her hips shifted up and down over Jane's thigh, forming a gentle rhythm. Jane had thought she had enough courage, but the feeling of the other woman's sex against her leg still made Jane blush and look away. She could have never imagined such a position between two women.

"It's so simple, yet better than any fingers." Eva gave another sigh and rocked her hips with renewed intensity. "And I love the way you blush during it. Your reactions are so cute, Jane."

The sound of her name sent a fresh wave of embarrassment through her, and Jane glanced back up at Eva. However, a flicker of arousal was returning between her own legs. As she stared up at the other woman, she felt a fresh tingle of warmth stir in her sex.

"Ah..." Eva closed her eyes, breathing heavily. Her hips increased in intensity, and she ground her sex harder against Jane's thigh. "Mmmm..."

(This is really happening... She's getting off on my thigh...) Jane thought to herself. She was merely laying on the bed, not contributing anything, but she couldn't help but feel a small glow of happiness at it. In the back of her mind, perhaps she feared disappointing Eva. However, the soft expression on the other woman's face told Jane that was impossible.

Eva's head rolled back, and her smile widened. With two hands, she tightly gripped the headboard, supporting herself as she grinded up and down Jane's thigh. Every few seconds, she let out a sigh of satisfaction through her nose.

The feeling of Eva's sex smushing against her thigh made Jane's face heat up. Her ears burned with a mix of embarrassment and arousal, but the longer Eva continued, the further the scales tipped towards the latter. Warmth pulsed in Jane's loins, and she felt a tingle of anticipation run between her legs.

"Mmm, what's wrong sweetie?" Eva opened her eyes and smiled down at Jane. "Are you bored? I'm sorry, but it takes me a bit to work up to it, you know?"

Jane shook her head meekly. That wasn't it at all, but she couldn't bring herself to say anything. Eva had just given her a powerful orgasm only a little earlier, and now she was already getting restless.

"I see, so it's something else, huh?" Eva reached down and took Jane's hand--the same hand that held her dirty panties. With a sly smile, Eva pushed Jane's hand upwards. "Here, my underwear should entertain you, right?"

(What does she mean? Oh...) Jane let Eva guide her hand and found her nose buried in the lacey panties. Without thinking, she took a deep sniff of Eva's panties, and her burning cheeks grew even hotter. (Oh god, what am I doing?)

A fresh wave of embarrassment washed through Jane as she inhaled Eva's smell. She knew it was perverted, but the smell of the older woman's arousal lingered on the underwear, and it sent Jane's head spinning. Before she knew what she was doing, Jane took a deeper sniff, still staring up at Eva.

"That's it, sweetie. Be a good girl and wait for me to finish." Eva rolled back her head again and increased her pace. She grinded up and down Jane's thigh with renewed intensity, and her breathing grew heavy.

Jane could only watch, staring up at Eva as she sniffed the panties. Her own arousal billowed higher with each passing moment, but a feeling of hopelessness washed through her. She couldn't bring herself to relieve her urges, not when Eva had asked her to wait.

Seconds turned to minutes, and Eva's pace grew more frantic. Her hips bucked up and down Jane's thigh feverishly, and her moans grew in pitch. Where she had been letting out sigh's before, she now let out full bodied moans as she relieved her urges over the top of Jane's thigh.

At last, her hips bucked on final time, and Eva bit her lip. Jane felt her sex twitch against her leg, and then the motion came to a stop. A long shaky breath escaped Eva's lips, and she shuddered as the orgasm washed through her.

Through it all, Jane stared up at her in silence, still pressing the panties against her nose. Between her own legs, arousal drooled from the display, and she gazed up at Eva with wide eyes.

"Ah, that's much better." Eva rolled over onto the bed beside Jane. Sweat glistened on her brow, but her regal smile exuded contentment.

Jane continued to stare at her with blushing cheeks. (I wanna come too!)

As if hearing her silent plea, Eva opened one eye and glanced at Jane. "It seems I've left you unsatisfied... We can't have that, can we?"

Eva reached over and rubbed Jane's leg as she spoke. Her contented smile twisted into a knowing grin, and she trailed her fingers up Jane's inner thigh.

"Despite already coming, you aren't yet satisfied. Is that it?" Eva asked.

Jane looked away as a fresh wave of heat burned through her cheeks. Eva was spot on. "Yes..."

"Mm, I see. I guess we can't have that." Eva licked her lips and crawled down between Jane's legs.

For the rest of the day, Eva's tongue would be busy.

Jane would learn exactly what Camilla felt the other night, and she would experience pleasures only a woman like Eva could bring. The haze of orgasms would be forever burned into her memory, and just as Eva promised, she would end the night completely relaxed.

|| -- Chapter 21 -- ||

Serina stood at a small workbench. She ground a pestle and mortar together, combining ingredients in the stone bowl. A small drop of sweat beaded on her forehead, and she concentrated on the task intently.

As she worked, a knock came at the door, and Serina's hands froze.

"Come in."

Serina didn't bother turning around. There was only one other person who knew the location of the room. Instead, she continued working as the door creaked open and a familiar pair of footsteps stepped inside.

"Jane has signed the contract," the visitor announced.

"I see..." Serina added a thimble of solution to her mortar as she spoke. "So Eva has what she wants, then?"

"I believe so, yes." The visitor stepped closer, coming up behind Serina. "Eva seemed quite pleased when she left the processing plant."

A long silence stretched out, and the only noise in the room was the sound of stone grinding against stone. Serina continued to work the mortar and pestle until only a smooth pool of liquid remained in the bottom of the stone bowl.

The solution was clear and odorless. It appeared watery, but Serina knew from experience that it had an oily texture. Once it touched your skin, the solution was very difficult to wash off, so she handled it with extra care.

Serina poured the contents of the mortar into a small vial. She used a paintbrush to wipe the remnants off the sides of the stone bowl and push it all into the vial. Only after the mortar appeared dry, did she set it down and push a cork in the vial, sealing away the clear solution she had created.

"Serina..." The visitor took a hesitant step forward. "Will you really go against Eva?"

The words made a wrinkle form in Serina's brow, but she didn't turn around. "Is that really who you are concerned for, I wonder?"

Another long silence stretched out, and the visitor remained silent.

Serina began the finishing touches on the vial she had prepared. She taped over the top to ensure the cork would not come loose, and she stored the vial in a small padded box to ensure it would not shatter during transport.

"You won't kill Jane, right?"

The words hung in the air, and Serina gave a small sigh. "If that were my goal, I would have done it before she returned to the estate."

Another long silence stretched out before the visitor continued. "Then why?"

(Why what?) Serina thought to herself. However, she could guess at what the person behind her was asking. It was a question that would take far too long to answer, so Serina changed the subject.

"Eva has what she wants, so I doubt she will entertain Jane much further," Serina said. "With the contract signed, she can go back to focusing on the processing plant."

"I see... So you'll be making your move soon."

Serina nodded and shut the wooden lid of the vial's box. "Once those two separate, I'll have my opportunity. Eva believes her contract is all-powerful, but she has forgotten what is important."

As she spoke, Serina tightened a clasp on the wooden box. The metal fixture gave a snap as it locked into place, and a small marking appeared atop the wood, glowing. Nobody but her could open the box now. The contents would prove invaluable to her plan, and she couldn't risk anything happening to the vial before she had Jane in her grasp.

|| -- Chapter 22 -- ||

Jane awoke under an unfamiliar ceiling. She stared at it with wide eyes, thoughts racing. (I can't believe I did all that...)

Beside Jane lay Eva. The older woman slept soundly next to her, and her soft breathing made Jane's pulse quicken.

They were both naked, side by side in bed. The position left no room for speculation or misunderstanding. Jane had gone all the way with Eva, to the point that she had woken up next to the older woman.

(Was it really okay for me to fall asleep here? Shouldn't I have gone back to my room?)

A small wave of panic washed through Jane. The longer she laid next to Eva, the more nervous she became. Even after going so far, a small remnant of doubt remained. Perhaps she was doing something wrong by being here? Waking up in a beautiful older woman's bed made little sense to Jane. She was just an ordinary girl, not someone who could sleep around with someone as gorgeous as Eva.

Jane pushed away the covers and extracted herself from under the blankets. The chilly morning air wafted over her bare skin, and a wave of goosebumps rose on Jane's chest, but it felt more comfortable than remaining in bed. Without looking back, Jane crawled towards the edge of the bed.

"Where do you think you're going?" Eva's voice called out to her and Jane froze.

She glanced back to see the older woman's eyes still closed. Her breathing was measured and even, the same as before.

(Was she talking in her sleep?) Jane wondered to herself. She turned away, and continued crawling towards the edge of the bed, but right before she made it there, she felt a hand grab her foot.

"I won't let you escape..." Eva's fingers tightened around Jane's ankle and pulled her back. At the same time, Eva extracted herself from the covers and crawled over Jane's prone form.

(What?!) Jane blinked in surprise as she found herself beneath the older woman. Eva's eyes were closed, but she easily pinned Jane's limbs in place.

"Uhm..." Jane tried to say something, but right as she did, Eva collapsed.

She fell down flat on top of her, and Jane found herself even more stuck. Eva's body pressed down against her in an intimate embrace, but the other woman's breathing was measured and even.

(Is she still sleeping? It's okay to wake her up, right?)

Jane tapped Eva's shoulder lightly, and she felt the other woman stir.

"Mghh, what time is it?" Eva groaned the words in Jane's ear, and she shifted slightly. However, she still didn't wake up. Only a few seconds later, her breathing returned to normal and her body went limp again.

(Perhaps this is fine...) Jane thought to herself. (Even if I'm not supposed to be here, I can just claim I got trapped. It's the truth, anyway.)

With a blush, Jane relaxed under Eva. She listened to the older woman's slow breaths and felt her own anxiety ebb away. Slowly but surely, she began to enjoy the position.

Eva's body was warm, and the feeling of the other woman so close made Jane's heart skip a beat. A faint floral scent clung to her skin, and the smell sent Jane's head spinning.

"Mghh..." Eva stirred again and shifted over Jane. She pulled back and squinted down at her through narrow eyes. "You are..?"

Jane's eyes widened at the question. Apparently, half-asleep Eva didn't recognize her.

"It's me," Jane said, but Eva shook her head.

"I see... A naughty maid snuck into my bed..." A mischievous grin rose on Eva's lips. "Were you looking to be punished, hm?"

"Ah, no. I'm not a maid-" Jane began to correct her, but froze.

Eva planted a kiss on Jane's neck, and she lowered one hand down to Jane's hip. Even half-asleep, Eva's fingers were skilled, and her touch made Jane blush.

"All you naughty maids only want one thing... This is what you were waiting for, right?" Eva's kisses trailed lower and tickled Jane's collar bones.

(This is okay, right? I tried to correct her, but she's still asleep.) Jane's breath grew heavy, and she looked away. Without thinking, she closed her eyes, basking under the attention of Eva's lips.

The kisses rose up the mound of her chest before latching onto a nipple. Jane had experienced Eva's skills the night before, but the feeling of her mouth still made Jane's breath hitch. As Eva's tongue fluttered around her stiff nipple, her lips gently suckled.

"I do..." Jane whispered under her breath. "I want to be punished."

"That's good." Eva popped her lips off with a satisfied smack. "Honesty will get you far."

Eva shifted her way down lower, kissing Jane's abdomen before reaching her sex. With two hands, she spread Jane's thighs and brought her lips down over her mons. With only her tongue, she pushed between Jane's labia and drew out a slow lick through her sex.

(Oh god!) Jane's mouth opened in a silent 'o' shape, and her hips bucked against Eva's mouth.

The lick was markedly different from any Jane had received the previous night. Eva moved with exaggerated motions, and she licked from Jane's opening all the way to her clit before pulling away in a flourish.

The sensation made Jane's cheeks turn pink from embarrassment, and she tried to close her legs, but Eva held them open with a tight grip. She continued licking up between Jane's labia with an exaggerated flourish each time.

(What is she doing!?) Jane twisted her hips under Eva's tongue. Each lick sent waves of pleasure through her sex, but a ticklish sensation accompanied it. The teasing attention felt almost unbearable as it fanned the flames of arousal inside her.

"Naughty maids must be punished... Don't twist away." Eva gave another lick up through Jane's labia, even slower than before. "That's number four."

"Ahnmmmhgh..." Jane bucked her hips against Eva's face and grabbed the other woman's head, but it was futile.

"Five... Six... Seven..."

With each count, Eva moved her tongue slower, making each lick more exaggerated than the last. Especially at the end, she flicked her tongue past Jane's clit with a flourish, as if avoiding her most sensitive spot.

"Don't tease me..." Jane let out a small whine, squirming her hips.

"This is your punishment..." Eva gave a low laugh and continued licking. "Eight... Nine..."

Jane closed her eyes, arching her back off the bed. She could only grasp futilely at Eva's short hair, pulling the other woman's face deeper between her legs.

"Ten."

On the last lick, Eva didn't finish the flourish. Instead, her lips latched onto Jane's clit and she swirled her tongue around the sensitive bump.

The action sent sparks shooting before Jane's eyes. After the teasing licks, her clit had grown even more sensitive than usual, and the sudden attention drew a small yelp of surprise from her lips. However, the scream devolved into guttural moans after a few seconds.

Eva slipped two fingers inside her and began fingering Jane as she continued to lick at her clit. Her sensitive body didn't stand a chance against the attack. By the time Jane felt the orgasm approaching, she was toppling into it.

The climax hit her and Jane's moans rose to a squeal. Her entire body tensed up and she arched her back off the bed. With her hips hovering in the air, the world seemed to freeze as the pleasure swelled through her hips.

As the first wave of pleasure crested, Jane began to relax, but Eva's licking returned stronger than before. Her fingers sped up inside Jane, and her tongue flicked over Jane's oversensitive clit.

The sudden attention drew another screaming moan from Jane's lips. Even as she came down from the orgasm, waves of overstimulated pleasure crackled through her senses. She bucked against Eva's mouth, but the older woman's fingers and tongue continued insistently.

It must have lasted only a few seconds, but it felt like an eternity to Jane. Her hips twisted reflexively and she squirmed under the overstimulation. Eventually, Eva released her, and the world came back into focus, but the experience left Jane panting for breath.

"This is your punishment for sneaking into my bed..." Eva crawled up next to Jane and laughed. "Naughty maid..."

Eva collapsed next to Jane, her eyes falling closed. Once more, she fell back asleep, and her breathing returned to a slow measured pace.

(Perhaps I should have tried harder to wake her...) Jane thought to herself, but another part of her recoiled at the thought. A strange sense of contentment washed through her. Despite the intensity of Eva's 'punishment', Jane smiled.

A long silence stretched out after that.

Eventually, Eva stirred from her sleep again. This time, she grabbed Jane and pulled her into an embrace. She gently pet the back of Jane's head while laying together.

Jane basked in the embrace and relaxed in Eva's arms. A warmth washed through her that no blanket had ever brought her. Even if Eva was asleep, and she mistook her for a maid, the hug felt like it made everything worth it.

"Maria..." Eva whispered the word into Jane's hair, pulling her tighter.

The sudden name confused Jane, but she dismissed it as more half-asleep ramblings from Eva.

|| -- Chapter 23 -- ||

Jane sat on a balcony overlooking the gardens. The morning sun cast a beautiful glow over the flowers, and the air had a refreshing nip to it. However, as much as she wished to enjoy the view, something else dragged away her attention.

Eva sat next to her. As they ate breakfast, her hand stroked Jane's thigh absentmindedly, and the sensation sent a blush to Jane's cheeks.

The older woman's fingers pushed up, sliding under Jane's skirt and tracing along her inner thigh. She only went halfway up Jane's leg, and it wasn't so intense that she couldn't eat breakfast, but the neverending massage of Eva's fingers kept Jane's mind preoccupied.

"I'm sorry about my actions this morning." Eva glanced down at her with a knowing smile. "I hope I didn't do anything too uncouth while half-asleep."

"Oh, uhm..." Jane looked away nervously. "I didn't mind..."

Eva's fingers squeezed with Jane's words, and the pressure sent a tingle of satisfaction running up Jane's thigh.

Without thinking, Jane clenched her thighs together. However, as Eva continued the massage, Jane's legs relaxed, and she opened them wider, inviting Eva's fingers deeper between her legs.

"I'm usually up before the sun rises, so sleeping in threw me off," Eva said. Her hand never paused between Jane's legs, but she ate breakfast as she spoke, and her voice remained measured. "I once had a sleepwalking habit, so I suppose my actions were an extension of that."

Jane nodded and took a deep breath to steady her nerves.

Like every day, she had lotion applied to her skin that made her extra sensitive. The effects hadn't been as pronounced this time, so perhaps she was adjusting to the skin cream, but her body was still more sensitive than the day before.

The slow methodical touch of the older woman sent a shiver down Jane's spine, and her mind focused on every shift of Eva's fingers across her thigh. As the fingers drew upwards, approaching Jane's sex, a fresh tingle of anticipation ran through her loins, and she clenched her core.

Jane stiffened as Eva's touch reached the apex of their journey. The older woman's fingers came to a stop just before her mons, and Jane's pulse raced wildly. The anticipation fanned her arousal higher with each passing moment, but Eva's fingers never reached Jane's panties.

"I grew out of my sleepwalking, of course," Eva said. "I got too busy to waste time on such things. When you only get a half-night's sleep, you don't have the leisure for dreams or night stalking."

Eva's fingers continued back down her thigh, and Jane let out a heavy breath. Her head swam with arousal and she struggled to sit upright in her chair. However, Eva's touch continued its meandering stroke up and down her thigh, unhurriedly.

"Last night was the longest I'd slept in years," Eva continued. She talked and ate slowly, as if savoring every bite.

The leisurely side conversation felt unbearable to Jane. Her need continued to grow as Eva stroked her thigh, and her eyes went glassy with arousal.

Without thinking, Jane leaned on Eva's shoulder. She breathed heavily, and the hot blush in her cheeks refused to go away. The gentle insistence of Eva's touch remained frustratingly constant. She needed Eva to go further, stroke deeper between her legs and relieve the urges building in her loins.

(Should I say something..?) Jane thought to herself. She glanced up at Eva, but the older woman appeared so at ease, Jane struggled to interrupt her with her own needs. All she could do was weather the frustrated arousal building within her.

"I did have something planned for today," Eva said eventually. She finished the last bite of breakfast and smiled down at Jane. "Would you like to accompany me?"

Jane blinked and took a deep breath to clear her head. She nodded quickly, looking forward to any distraction from the urges building within her.

"I think it will be fun for both of us," Eva said and squeezed Jane's thigh again.

She gave a knowing smile, and the sight sent a shudder through Jane. It felt as if her arousal was plainly obvious to the older woman. They both knew there was no way she would refuse.

--

Some time later, Jane stood in a brightly lit studio. Eva had brought her there after breakfast and given her a strange outfit to change into. After some confusion of how to put it on, Jane stepped out from behind a dressing wall and blushed.

"Uhm, I'm not sure if this kind of stuff suits me." Jane tugged at one end of the 'outfit'. In truth, her current clothes could hardly be considered underwear, let alone something to wear in front of other people.

The top was a sheer camisole, and the nearly transparent fabric left little of her body to the imagination. It hung loose from her shoulders, and fluttered with the slightest movements. Thankfully, the edges had thick frills that helped hide Jane's nipples, but if she leaned the wrong way, flashes of her areola would show.

Down below, the camisole barely reached her belly button, and a wide stretch of her tummy was left uncovered. Jane would normally have died in embarrassment from exposing such a place, but her bare stomach wasn't as much of an issue as what lay beneath.

The bottom of the outfit was no more than a pair of panties. Like the top, it was completely sheer, leaving her slit visible through the thin material. A few lace flowers dotted the front of the underwear, and they helped obscure her sensitive parts, but the transparent fabric took up the majority of the panties.

(This is too much!) Jane thought to herself, and she used one hand to cover her chest while her other hand covered her crotch. She knew Eva had seen her naked the night before, but her current clothes felt worse than nothing. So far as her dignity was concerned, she would be better off in her birthday suit.

"I don't think these clothes suit me..." Jane said again, and she tugged nervously on the sheer camisole.

"Nonsense, you are adorable in them." Eva stepped forward and rubbed Jane's shoulder affectionately. "They fit you beautifully, dear."

The words fanned Jane's embarrassment higher, and she lowered her eyes. Whether she believed them or not, getting complimented in such a scandalous outfit felt wrong, and the differences between their clothes didn't help either.

In comparison to her, Eva wore conservative suit pants and a sleeveless blouse. Her formal outfit only amplified Jane's shame, and her burning ears grew even hotter.

"Now," Eva said and stepped back. "You are familiar with a camera, yes? I'll be taking some photos of you in these clothes. We can't let this occasion be lost to time, can we?"

"I, uhm..." Jane's eyes widened as Eva brought out a camera. (She's gonna take a photo of me? In these clothes!?)

"Why don't you go stand on the stage and turn toward the right for me." Eva pointed at a spot on the ground, and brought up the camera to her eye.

The older woman's words left no room for talking back, so Jane stepped up to the stage. She kept her hands over her privates, but she felt a new wave of shame as the first flash of the camera came.

The bright light lit up the room, and a 'snap' echoed out from the device. The noise marked the beginning of Jane's humiliation.

"That's great, just like that." Eva said and snapped the camera twice more. "You're beautiful, sweetie."

(I'm not beautiful...) Jane replied in her head. If any of her past bullies saw her current self, they would die of laughter. There was no way someone ordinary and plain like her could wear lingerie like this.

"Turn to the left for me. Yep, just like that. You're doing great." Eva snapped the camera thrice more and each flash filled Jane's eyes with stars. "I want you to put your arms behind your head next."

Jane had been hiding her body as best she could, but Eva's command would make that impossible. If she pulled away her hands, her nipples and sex would be visible through the thin lingerie, and they would be caught in those photographs forever.

"I, uhm..." Jane hesitated and tightened her arms around her body.

"What's wrong? You're so cute, why not let the camera see more of your body?" Eva pulled her head out from behind the camera with a smile. "I promise, nobody will see these but me."

Jane looked away, unable to contain her embarrassment. Even if it was just Eva, the thought of someone else looking at pictures of her body felt too shameful to even consider. The lingerie exposed far too much skin.

She always wore baggy clothes for a reason. Frills and dresses didn't suit someone like her. The sheer and lace underwear felt viscerally wrong against Jane's skin, and each snap of the camera sent more shame burning through her body.

Eva paused and glanced at Jane for a few seconds, then she stepped closer. "Hmm, it seems like you aren't motivated enough..."

"I'm sorry, I don't think I can do this..." Jane replied, still staring at the ground.

"There's nothing to be sorry for..." Eva stepped closer and leaned in. "It's completely natural to be embarrassed."

Eva stroked her shoulder again, and the sensation sent a shiver down Jane's spine. The intensity of the older woman seemed to melt away as she gazed down at her, and Jane's eyes softened in turn.

"I'm sorry." Jane took a slow breath. "It's just, the clothes and the camera are so unexpected..."

Eva nodded and stepped even closer. She wrapped Jane in a hug, squeezing her tight.

"I'm sure they are, sweetie," Eva said and lowered her lips down to Jane's ear. "Anyone would get embarrassed in your position."

Jane nodded, but her cheeks flushed at the physical contact. Eva's arms were so tight around her, and she was barely wearing any clothes, the sudden embrace left her unbalanced. Her head swam as the hug stretched out.

"Especially because of what I'm going to do with these photos." Eva gave her another squeeze. However, her hands were on Jane's lower back, and the extra pressure pushed their hips together. "I'll be looking over these photos very carefully, after all. Examining every detail of your body."

"What?" Jane tried to look at her, but Eva kept her lips close to Jane's ear, whispering each word.

"It's natural to get embarrassed when I'll be masturbating to your pictures later." Eva gave another squeeze on Jane's lower back, and her sultry voice sent a shiver down Jane's spine.

(What is she saying!? She's gonna masturbate to these photos?)

"That's right..." Eva let out a long breathy sigh, and her hot breath made hairs on the back of Jane's neck rise. "I'll be coming back to pleasure myself to the sight of your embarrassed expressions. Your blushing cheeks... Your shy glances... They will fuel my fantasies as I touch myself."

(WHAT IS SHE SAYING!?!) Jane trembled in the embrace and shuddered. Her mind spun at Eva's obscene words, and she struggled to focus, but Eva continued speaking.

"I'll finger myself while imagining all the things I wanted to do to you in that lewd lingerie." Eva's hands massaged Jane's back as she spoke, squeezing her even tighter. "I'll remember all the things I did to you afterwards, too. Your screaming moans, the way you'll squirm beneath my tongue, there will be so many things the camera could never hope to capture."

Jane's breathing grew heavy, and she shuddered. A fresh wave of arousal washed through her, and her knees threatened to give way, but Eva's strong arms held her tight. The heat from before grew to a throbbing pulse between her legs, and she heard her heart pounding in her ears.

Eva's leg slipped between Jane's and pushed against the front of her sheer panties. Their two bodies were so close, even the slightest movement sent Jane's head spinning. Flutters of nervous anticipation ran through her belly without end, and she struggled to breath.

At last, Eva released her, and Jane took gasping breaths.

"Jane." Eva's smile widened. "I'm sure these photos will be embarrassing, but won't you humor me?"

Jane's eyes widened, and her blush deepened. After Eva said all that, she should have refused. The thought of agreeing to have her photo taken for such an obscene purpose was far more than just embarrassing, it was shameful.

However, deep down, another part of Jane had grown excited at Eva's words.

She couldn't help but imagine the older woman masturbating, and she pictured Eva's eyes running over the images of her. Only a week before, it was a scene that would have surely sent her into a flustered panic, but that wasn't the case anymore.

Jane breathed heavily, eyes half-lidded in lust. Her arousal stained the sheer panties, adding to her embarrassment, yet the heat between her legs burned stronger because of it.

"If it's you..." Jane took another shaky breath and nodded. "Very well."

Eva's smile widened, and the camera flashed, taking Jane's photo.

"There it is... That's the look I love." Eva raised the camera to her eye, taking another shot. "A young woman overcome embarrassment, yet dripping with arousal."

The description added fuel to Jane's embarrassment, but she raised her arms above her head, striking the pose Eva had asked for. It sent a wave of shame through Jane, but her arousal came out on top, and she pushed her elbows towards the ceiling, thrusting her chest forward.

"Yes! Yes! That's it. You're so cute like that, Jane!" Eva snapped the camera several more times. "Turn away now and look back at the camera over one shoulder."

Jane took pose after pose according to Eva's whims. With each position, she grew more embarrassed, but her arousal also increased. Her mind kept imagining Eva looking at the photos later, masturbating to them.

(Is this really okay?) Jane thought to herself, but she didn't have time to doubt through the whirlwind of Eva's commands.

Each flash of the camera marked a new humiliation. Jane felt the gaze of the device peering at every angle of herself. Each time she raised her arms, the camera recorded her bare armpits. When she turned away, the photos captured pictures of her butt and legs. If she faced the camera, the sheer material laid her nipples and slit bare for the device.

It was the most humiliating experience Jane could have ever imagined. A week prior, she would never have been caught dead in such obscene lingerie, yet here she was, and Eva's instructions were only getting more bold.

"Open your legs for me, sweetie. Good, just like that."

Eva snapped two photos of Jane with her legs spread and arms over her head. The position laid her armpits bare, and exposed the stain on her panties. The drooling arousal from her sex... The sweat dripping from her armpits... nothing was hidden from the camera's gaze.

(I need to stop. This is too much!) Jane cringed with each flash, but she couldn't help but follow Eva's commands.

At first, she used her arousal as a shield, forcing herself to power through her embarrassment. However, her impulses began running out of control, and Jane struggled to rein herself in.

"Put one hand between your legs for me," Eva said next.

Jane snuck one hand between her legs, but rather than covering her privates, she lowered two fingers around her slit. She massaged on either side of her mons, plumping her sex up for the photo.

When the flash came, a fresh shudder of arousal ran through Jane. The embarrassment of her action only fueled the need coursing between her legs, and a shaky smile rose to her lips.

"Why don't you peel those panties back a little," Eva took another snap and grinned at Jane. "Just a little, though. Don't take them off."

Jane turned around and bent over. She slowly peeled the panties off her sex and lowered them an inch down her thighs. As the fresh air wafted over her mons, she shuddered. A web of sticky arousal stretched from her panties to her crotch, proof of her arousal.

To make matters worse, with her bent over and facing away from Eva, Jane felt her anus exposed to the camera. Her rear hole was exposed to the world, and it was her own doing.

The flash of the camera came with a sickening snap. It sent a shudder through Jane, and a chill ran down her spine. There was no going back now.

"That's amazing, dear. Stay like that, I want to get a few more." Eva snapped additional pictures of her in the position, and Jane froze in place.

She stood there, with her panties peeled half off, exposing her most private openings to Eva's camera, and each flash of light cemented the position for all eternity.

"Beautiful, that's the look. You're so cute, this is the best!" Eva called out more compliments and stepped side to side, capturing Jane's ass from every angle. "Hold it for as long as you can!"

Jane glanced back, cheeks burning embarrassment. The longer she held the position, the more of a mistake it felt like. Each compliment only amplified the shame coursing through her being, yet the humiliation also amplified her arousal.

(Oh god, what am I doing!? This is wrong! No woman should ever do this, least of all me!) Jane's eyes fluttered as another wave of arousal coursed through her.

Suddenly, she remembered the previous night, and Jane recalled how Eva had touched herself while watching her strip. The elegant, beautiful Eva would also be masturbating to these photos. That thought alone was enough to keep Jane from pulling the panties back up.

Eva snapped five more pictures before the camera made a strange 'clicking' noise. The flashes stopped, and the only sound that came was the click of the camera.

"Oh, it seems we're out of film." Eva lowered the camera and gave Jane a bemused smile. "That will have to do for today."

With a shaky sigh, Jane pulled her panties up and righted herself. Her head swam in arousal, but a wave of relief washed through her at the news.

(It's finally over.) Jane thought to herself, but she wouldn't have much time to get her bearings.

"Alright, time for your reward." Eva unzipped her pants and turned back towards Jane.

(There's more!?) Jane almost wanted to groan, but her eyes were drawn to the other woman's legs.

Eva let her slacks slip to the floor, revealing a pair of lace panties. "I'm sure you were getting restless. So this is a reward for your patience."

"Oh, uhm..." Jane's eyes widened and her blush grew deeper.

"Those pictures were great, by the way. I really enjoyed watching you." Eva stepped up to Jane and took her hand. She guided it between her legs and pushed Jane's fingers against the front of her panties.

"I..." Jane went silent as she felt Eva's panties. There was a damp spot on the front, and the wet fabric felt warm beneath her fingers.

(She's aroused...) Jane thought to herself. (We're both aroused.)

The conclusion felt mundane, but it was enough to make Jane's ears burn. She silently rubbed at the damp spot while feeling more and more embarrassed.

"You indulged me and my hobby, so now it's time for me to indulge you." Eva played with the hem of Jane's camisole as she spoke. "I'm sure it was hard to restrain your urges for that long..."

Jane's breathing came heavy, and she lowered her eyes. With one hand between Eva's legs, her mind froze up, unable to comprehend her current state. She was touching Eva's panties, and she was touching them while Eva was still wearing them.

"Your panties were such a mess by the end..." Eva snuck one hand under Jane's top, and her fingers brushed over the underside of her breast. "But you don't have to wait any longer..."

The feeling of Eva's touch against her skin made Jane's breath hitch, and her mind slowly lost focus. Her eyes fell half-lidded as a heavy fog of lust descended over her mind. Every breath felt like a struggle through the pounding of her heart.

Vaguely, Jane felt Eva guide her away. The older woman led her over to the side of the studio, where a small bed was made up.

"Let's make a mess of these clothes, shall we?" Eva asked, and she guided Jane down onto the bed. While still half dressed, she climbed on top of Jane and smiled. "Our panties are already dirty, what's a little more?"

Jane relaxed into the bedding and gazed up at Eva breathless. She hardly understood what the older woman was implying. However, as Eva pushed her thigh against her panties, Jane began to have an inkling of an idea.

"Oh, this is like last night..." Jane said dumbly. She remembered how Eva had grinded on her leg, but the position was slightly different this time.

"Yes, two women can do it at the same time, you know." Eva guided Jane's thigh higher, so they both had their thighs pressed against each other's mons.

"Don't we have to take off our clothes?" Jane asked.

Eva was still wearing her sleeveless blouse and panties, while Jane wore the camisole and sheer underwear. Surely they would soil their clothes, but Eva just shook her head.

"That's the fun of midday sex."

Eva shifted her hips, and a swell of pleasure coursed through Jane's sex. As her thigh rubbed against the front of Jane's panties, tingling satisfaction rippled through mons.

"Ahgnm..." Jane rolled her own hips reflexively, pushing back against Eva's thigh and crotch. "But this underwear is so nice..."

"Our panties make it feel even better, mph-" Eva rocked back against Jane, causing them both to take a sharp breath.

It felt wrong, but Jane was too horny to care. Copying Eva's movements, she shifted up and down the older woman's thigh and pushed her own hip up between Eva's legs.

"Besides, you've already dirtied your panties enough." Eva leaned down on top of Jane and gave a satisfied sigh. "You dirty girl..."

The words sent another chill down Jane's spine, and the pressure of Eva's chest against hers made Jane's heart beat even faster. Their closeness nearly knocked her breath away, but the weight of the other woman felt reassuring, too.

"It was hard for me too, you know?" Eva said. "Watching you get so aroused, but unable to do anything about it."

Their hips formed a rhythm as they grinded against each other, and Jane's head swam with pleasure. Waves of tingling satisfaction washed through her hips with each shift of their legs. She could barely think as her mind focused on every subtle movement of Eva's thigh over her mons.

"When you peeled off those panties..." Eva whispered the words breathily. "I knew inviting you to bed hadn't been a mistake. That perverted side of you has been suppressed for far too long."

Eva's hips increased in speed, and Jane let out an audible moan. Her own lower half felt like it was melting away, but she matched Eva's movements.

They bucked against each other, rolling their hips in perfect synchronicity. The harder they grinded, the more pleasure swelled in Jane's hips, and her breath grew ragged.

Sweat stained their clothes, and the heat of their intertwined bodies burned Jane's skin, but her mind was too focused on the tingling satisfaction Eva's thigh brought. She could only roll around with Eva, undulating her hips in time with the older woman.

Eventually, Jane found herself pinned beneath Eva. The older woman gripped her leg tightly, and she ground the front of her panties directly against Jane's own. With their two mounds smushed together, every movement sent waves of tingling pleasure rolling through their hips. Each shift of their hips caused layers of fabric to slide over one another, amplifying the sensations.

Jane cried out, bucking against Eva. An orgasm rippled through her body, and her eyes rolled back in her head. The whole world went white as the climax crashed through her and sent tingles racing through her sex.

--

The afternoon sun was streaming in through the window when Jane found her bearings next. She lay in Eva's arms, still in the makeshift bed.

Her clothes felt like a mess, and they had stained the sheets. Jane tried to extract herself from the embrace, perhaps to try and clean up, or to apologize for making such a mess, but Eva tightened her arms around her.

"What's the rush, sweetie." Eva gave Jane a gentle squeeze. "We have all day to relax, and the next day too."

Jane wasn't sure if she could relax in such a mess, but the feeling of Eva's arms around her was comforting, and she let the tension drain from her shoulders. Leaning into the older woman's chest, she let her eyes close again.

|| -- Chapter 24 -- ||

That evening, Eva led Jane through the mansion's twisting halls. They were returning to Eva's room when Serina stepped out from a hallway junction.

"Serina..." Eva came to a stop, and Jane nearly bumped into her. "I didn't expect to see you here."

"Miss Eva..." Serina gave a small curtsy. "I had just finished the chores for the day and was returning to see if there were any further tasks. Would you like for me to attend to Jane tonight as well?"

As she spoke, Serina maintained a polite bow, and her eyes remained fixed on the floor.

"No, that isn't necessary." Eva wrapped one arm around Jane's shoulder. "She will be staying with me tonight."

"In your room, again?" Serina glanced up and raised a skeptical eyebrow. "Is it not our duty to serve? Wouldn't it be more fitting if you were keeping her bed warm, rather than the other way around?"

"There are many ways to serve the estate, Serina. You will learn that eventually." Eva took a step forward, continuing down the hall and bringing Jane with her.

"Of course, Miss Eva." Serina lowered her gaze once again as they passed her. "And you too will learn that, soon enough."

Serina's final words were so quiet, Jane barely heard them. When she looked up at Eva, the older woman didn't seem phased at all. So perhaps she hadn't heard, or she didn't care.

(If it was important, Serina would have spoken louder.) Jane thought to herself, and promptly forgot about their run-in with Serina.

--

"I'm glad you've decided to indulge me a second time, Jane." Eva smiled and extended a hand out towards her. "You won't regret it, I promise."

Jane blushed as her leather-bound fingers took Eva's. She wore long black gloves that reached up to her shoulders, and similarly colored boots rose up to her thighs. Jane was otherwise naked, and the contradiction of wearing such long boots and gloves, yet having a completely bare chest and crotch added to her embarrassment.

(This is almost more embarrassing than that lingerie.) Jane thought to herself. However, when she thought back to the photo shoot with Eva, she had no regrets. If Eva wanted to dress her up in such lewd outfits, Jane would happily wear them. After all, there was sure to be a suitable reward for her courage.

"Thank you for inviting me." Jane took a step forward, and took her place in front of Eva. She used her free hand to cover her chest, and her ears burned in shame at her outfit, but her heart pounded with excitement.

Eva, in comparison, wore a tight corset that pushed her chest up and left her cleavage fully visible. Down below, she had black panties that hugged her hips well. She also had black leather gloves, but they only reached her wrist, and instead of boots, she had a sharp pair of stiletto heels and fishnet leggings.

With their difference in clothes, it was clear Jane had been dressed skimpier on purpose. More of her skin was visible, and she had nothing to hide her privates from sight. The fact that she was left practically naked was not lost on Jane, and her mind whirled as she thought of what was to come.

"I should be the one thanking you," Eva said with a laugh, and she gently stroked Jane's cheek as she spoke. "I haven't had this much fun in years. Not since the last batch of maids started working here."

(She's comparing me to a maid...) Jane thought to herself.

She was technically the heiress to the state, and she would have vast swaths of power soon. However, to hear herself compared to a maid, to be treated as a powerless pawn before the older woman, it somehow made Jane's heart skip a beat.

The thought of the week ending, and being placed in a position of power, it scared Jane. She was just an ordinary girl, not suited to ordering others around or being in charge. So, when Eva stared down at her like a juicy piece of meat, and when she was compared to a maid, it felt strangely right.

Eva stroked down Jane's side, placing one hand on her hip. At the same time, she pulled Jane closer, and wrapped one arm around her back. The position left Jane breathless, and she stared up at Eva with wide eyes.

"Tell me, Jane." Eva's hand lowered down to Jane's butt, squeezing it as she spoke. "Which would you prefer? A punishment, or a reward?"

The older woman's fingers dug into Jane's rear, and it sent a chill racing down her spine. Jane could barely breath in the embrace, and the bold squeeze on her butt fanned the heat burning through her cheeks.

"You've been such a good girl these past few days, I think you deserve a reward." Eva's smile widened and she gave another squeeze on Jane's butt. "However, that look you're giving me right now... It makes me think you would prefer a punishment instead."

The words made Jane's heart skip a beat, but her spinning mind struggled to follow.

"Why..." Jane took a shaky breath, trying to clear the fog of lust over her thoughts. "Why would I want to be punished?"

Eva shook her head in amusement. "Let me put it this way. Would you like me to spank you, or would you like me to lick you?"

Jane's brow furrowed, and she took another heavy breath through her nose.

(Why would I want to be spanked?) Her mind recoiled initially, but a scene popped into her head. She remembered how Serina had spanked her, and how good it had felt. Even the slaps against her mons had excited her, albeit she had been scared at the time too.

"I can smell a masochist from a mile away, Jane." Eva gave another squeeze on Jane's butt, almost pinching it. "I knew what you were since I first set my eyes on you."

(I'm not a masochist... Probably.) Jane's mind felt so foggy with lust, and the warmth between her legs felt so difficult to ignore. She really wished Eva would just take control, and leave her will out of this. She didn't want to decide anything, she just wanted to feel good.

"What's a masochist?" Jane asked, and took another heavy breath.

"Just answer the question, Jane. Would you prefer to be spanked, or licked?"

Eva gave a pinch on Jane's butt, and a small trill of pain ran through Jane's body. However, her hips also bucked forward, and her sex clenched in anticipation. Rather than hurting, a strange wave of pleasure accompanied the pinch.

"Spanking..." Jane buried her face in Eva's shoulder, ears burning in embarrassment. Her mouth moved before she knew what she was saying, but the realization of her words sent a wave of shame crashing through her body. She cringed up reflexively, half expecting Eva to laugh at her, but she received a pat on the head instead.

"That was the right answer, Jane." Eva gently petted her hair, smiling down at her. "I wasn't mistaken after all."

The affirmation sent a wave of relief through Jane, yet it also fanned her shame even higher. She had chosen the wrong option, yet it felt so right. As Eva stroked her head, Jane shuddered in anticipation.

"Come." Eva guided Jane over to her bed. "Bend over for me."

Without saying a word, Jane leaned over the side of the bed, presenting her butt to the other woman.

"So you already knew what to do..." Eva gently stroked Jane's butt and gave it another squeeze. "This isn't your first time getting spanked, is it?"

"Serina reprimanded me before..." Jane took a slow breath to calm her nerves. Her mind focused on Eva's touch, and the feeling of her fingers against her rear sent a chill up her spine.

"I don't think I gave her permission to reprimand you..." Eva pulled back her hand and gave Jane's butt a sharp spank. "Next time, you'll inform me if Serina tries to do that again."

"Ahnm-" Jane's back arched and her grip tightened on the sheets. "Of course, as you wish."

"You're far too weak willed, Jane." Eva gave another spank, and the slap echoed around the room. "You can't let others walk all over you."

Sharp pain rippled out of her butt, and Jane's eyes fluttered. The second spank had been much stronger than the first, but the stinging pain sent a fresh wave of anticipation through her sex.

(I'm really getting off to this...) Jane thought to herself. The fact that she was getting aroused by the pain sent a wave of her embarrassment through her, yet she couldn't help her reactions. (It feels even better than I thought it would...)

"You are the heiress to this estate." Eva gave another slap on her ass, with even more force than the second. "You ought to hold your head higher."

Jane let out a moan, and her hips bucked against the side of the bed. The pain mixed with pleasure and sent another wave of tingling anticipation through her sex.

"This estate needs someone to lead it, Jane." Eva gave another sharp spank in the same place. "Do you think you can fulfill that role?"

"No, I can't..." Jane felt the air wafting over her stinging skin, and her eyes fluttered. "I could never be a leader."

Eva's condemnation had struck a chord with her. All of Jane's insecurities seemed to well up and add to her humiliation. She was someone who couldn't even make friends, let alone lead people.

"That's right, Jane. You're weak." Eva continued to spank her as she spoke. "You crumbled the minute you stepped foot in this estate. You never once showed an ounce of backbone."

"I'm sorry, ahnmm..." Jane let out a moan at the spank. Despite the pain, a distinct tingle of pleasure raced through her sex.

"There's nothing to be sorry for, dear." Eva's fingers slid down to Jane's sex, rubbing over her mons. "That helpless side of you is what I find cute. Seeing you wallow in indecision excites me."

Eva leaned over Jane and whispered the words in her ear. As her hand rubbed between Jane's legs, she continued her speech.

"If you can't be a leader, then allow me to take your place." Eva pushed two leather-bound fingers between Jane's labia, slipping inside her opening. "I'll be the pillar, while you be the face."

Jane's breathing grew heavy. Each spank had fanned the anticipation and desire running between her legs, so the sudden intrusion of Eva's fingers sent her head spinning. She felt her juices coating Eva's gloved hand, making a mess of the leather, but the shame of her state only amplified her arousal, and she let out another moan.

Eva's fingers stroked inside her canal, pushing in and out of her opening. At first it was only two, but she slipped a third finger in and stretched Jane's passage with each thrust.

"All I ask is for you to promise me," Eva said and sped up the speed of her hand. "Promise me that you'll only show that weak side of yourself to me. Let me be the only one to see your true self."

"I will..." Jane let out another moan, back arching and pushing back against Eva's hand. "I'll do anything for you... Just tell me what to do!"

"You're so cute, Jane." Eva extracted her fingers slowly and stood up. "Roll onto your back for me."

Jane nodded breathlessly and turned over. As Eva came into sight, Jane noticed her pulling out the strap-on from the previous night, and a fresh wave of arousal washed through her.

"You did well to accept your punishment, so this will be your reward." Eva tightened the straps around her legs and hips, securing the dildo to her crotch. "Just remember, I'll be holding you to your promise. I won't let anyone else have you, Jane."

Eva stepped forward and took hold of Jane's thigh. She spread them wide and pushed the head of the strap-on up to Jane's sex. As she poised there, ready to plunge into her, a shaky smile rose to Jane's lips.

"Of course, Eva! Please reward me!" Jane let out her final words in a shout as Eva's hips thrust forward. "Oh god!"

She felt every inch of the dildo as it slid through her labia and stretched her opening wide. Small ridges along the top ground against the roof of her passage, and sent stars dancing in Jane's eyes. The entire world seemed to slow down as her mind focused on the long first stroke of Eva's hips.

Then, the base of the toy met Jane's sex. The front of Eva's hips reached her own, and Jane felt the length of the dildo inside her. Eva had reached the apex of her thrust, and it was time to pull back out.

More stars danced in Jane's eyes as the ribbed dildo dragged its way out. Her breathing grew labored, and she let out a shaky, moaning sigh.

(Fuck... It feels so good.) Jane lowered her hands to her chest and squeezed her breasts. Even as the dildo pulled out, sparks of pleasure ran through her sex and tingled in her clit.

She turned her gaze up to Eva, staring at the older woman through a half-lidded gaze. A haze of lust hung thick over her mind, and all she could think about was satisfying the urges between her legs.

"God you're adorable," Eva said and tightened her grip on Jane's legs. "I can't get enough of that look on your face."

As she held Jane's lower half in position, she increased her speed, thrusting with renewed passion. Each time she did, she hilted the dildo in Jane's sex, and a small clap rang through the air.

"Ahm! Mmnh! Ahn!" Jane's mewls of pleasure grew in pitch with each thrust. Each impact of Eva's hips sent a sharp spike of pleasure through her sex.

Perhaps the roughness should have frightened her, but all Jane could think about was how good each forceful thrust felt inside her sex. Her hips seemed to melt away as the pleasure soaked into her body. Her passage felt like a mere conduit for the waves of satisfaction emanating from dildo.

For several long minutes, Eva continued to thrust and Jane's pleasure grew gradually. She felt an orgasm approaching, but it was long away and Jane was in no rush to reach it. Instead, she basked in the pleasure of Eva's strap-on, and she relaxed into the bedding.

Jane's shoulders loosened, and she let the tension drain from her body. Her eyelids closed, and she let her mind focus entirely on receiving Eva's thrusts inside herself. Time lost its meaning in the haze of satisfaction and pleasure.

Only the sound of clapping hips and soft moans remained in the air. Jane's mind went into a trance, hypnotized by each ripple of pleasure rolling through her hips.

Sweat beaded on her skin, and warmth pulsed through her entire body, but all she could think about was the next thrust of the toy. The satisfying waves consumed all her senses and replaced the world with hazy pleasure.

When the orgasm came, Jane almost didn't even notice it approaching. One moment, she was basking in a warm haze of arousal, and the next, she felt herself tipping over the edge.

"Ah-" Jane's body stiffened, and her mouth opened in a silent moan. She bucked against Eva's hips and her back arched off the bed. (I'm coming!)

The pleasure spiked, and she let out a scream, clenching around the dildo. She tried to squeeze her thighs shut, but Eva held them tight and thrust into her one final time. As the orgasm rocked through her, Jane's mind swam and her insides spasmed around the purple toy.

When the orgasm finally slowed, Jane found herself laying in Eva's arms. However, she could barely think through the exhaustion weighing on her body. Tiredly, she curled up and nuzzled deeper into Eva's embrace, quickly falling asleep for the night.

TO BE CONTINUED.

### Thanks for reading. I release new stories weekly. If you enjoy them, I'm glad.