Sins of the Father Ch. 03

**557 years since the Sundering Enlightenment, 519th year of the reign of Emperor Tyros**

Cast-

Nitta: Princess of Ulstead. King Lann's daughter. Paying the price for her father's cruelty.

Attendants: Slave courtesans tasked with entertaining guests and escorting them around the Imperial Palace.

Ohai: Matron of the Attendants.

Kasna: Attendant. Recovering victim of King Lann's abuse.

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"Your hair is so gorgeous, and so well taken care of," Kasna said as she sat on the side of the pool, brushing Nitta's hair. It was the next morning. The rest of the Attendants were out performing their morning exercises or attending to other duties, leaving Kasna and Nitta alone at the bath.

While Nitta got a good night's rest, she was still afraid of the uncertain future that lie ahead. She could not remember much from when Kasna embraced her, but when she woke up, she found the Attendant sitting by her bed.

"So what happens to me, now?" Nitta finally got the courage to ask.

Kasna placed the brush down reached around, taking Nitta's hands in hers. Nitta had to admit, it was nice to have someone show same affection to her. Back home, everyone was afraid of her and her father's cruelty. It did not take much to make either of bring out the whip for even the most minor infraction. Here, in this bath, despite the fact that she was still recovering from the beating King Lann gave her, Kasna showed nothing but kindness.

"Well," Kasna said gently. "You are now a Novice Attendant."

Novice. Attendant. Those words made Nitta cringe. Not two days ago, she was called Princess. Now...

She was brought out of her self-reflection as Kasna continued. "First, you will go through the initiation ritual. You will be taken to the shrine to Eri, blindfolded and placed on a bed."

She felt Nitta tense up and gave her hands a squeeze. "Do not be afraid. No one will hurt you. Matron Ohai and the seniors will unlock your passions. Whatever they do, just relax and allow yourself feel. I promise you it will not hurt."

Nitta brought her hands up to her chest, taking Kasna's with them. She was unconvinced. "Did you go through this... ritual?"

"We all did." was Kasna's reply.

It took a few seconds to process this before Nitta moved on. "So what comes next?"

"Next, you will train under a senior for a year. You will learn, how to entertain and take care of the needs of important visitors to the Imperial Palace."

"Will I have an outfit to wear?"

"In public, you will be given a black, version of the Attendant's dress, but without any jewelry. In here, a simple silk collar is all you get."

"But... why?"

"There will be many times where your body will be seen by others. This will help you get used to that."

"You mean... in public?"

"Yes."

Kasna could sense Nitta tense up again and pulled her up close in a full embrace. "I'm sorry this seems much for you. You will not be alone, however. I am here for you. Believe it or not, all the Attendants are here for you, too."

Nitta could feel the despair rise in her and started to choke up. "Why are you doing this?" she asked, her voice quivering. "Why are you being so nice to me after...?" She could not finish question.

"Because," Kasna answered. "Everyone deserves some understanding and love. Especially those who feel lost and abandoned."

Nitta could not tell if she felt herself become relaxed or deflated. Either way she found herself saying something she never had to, before. It was not the first time, nor would it be the last.

"I am sorry my father hurt you."

Kasna gently hushed her. "Do not be. You did nothing wrong."

Nitta felt the tears build up in her eyes. "Yet I am the one paying the price."

Kasna simply gave her another squeeze and held her tightly. A few minutes later she let go. "Come. Time get you ready."

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After taking enough time to properly dry Nitta's hair, the two arrived at a door with a golden lily over it, the holy symbol of Eri. Nitta, already holding Kasna's arm to help her walk, grasped it tighter.

"Are you sure you cannot come with me?" she asked fearfully. "I am unsure I can do this, alone."

Kasna cupped Nitta's cheek with her free hand and brought their faces close to each other and replied softly. "I believe in you. Be strong and remember what I said. Relax and allow yourself to feel." She then placed a soft kiss on the novice's lips.

Nitta stood there, stunned by what happened. What was this warmth she felt? She felt it when Kasna embraced her in the bath, but thought it was the hot water. No, this was something else.

It made her think about life back home. Her father was hardly in her life and gave her whatever she wanted. The only thing she really learned from him was to treat those beneath her with disdain -- especially the slaves! Now here, no one feared her. In fact, this woman, this slave in front of her, despite recovering from severe injury at her father's hands was showing... she called it love?

Before she could think of a way to respond. The door to the shrine opened. The first to exit were the twins Liana and Diana, in their full dresses. Together, they took Kasna's arms and nodded to Nitta, smiling graciously. Just inside the door, Teni, one of the senior Attendants, beckoned her to enter.

Kasna noticed Nitta's reluctance to move forward. "You will be fine," she said, reassuringly. "Go on."

Taking a deep breath, Nitta stepped in.

The shrine itself was a small room lined with dozens of candles on each side. At the far end painstakingly-crafted golden statue of the goddess, Eri, kneeling with a large lily in her lap.

It was the center of the room that made Nitta anxious. There sat a small wooden bed with a leather mattress -- no covers, no pillow.

"Welcome, Novice." It was then she saw the two other women in the room. The one who spoke was of course Matron Ohai. The third..."I believe you have met Senior Attendant Skavé."

In the bath, everyone was nude. In the rest of the Attendants' quarters, everyone was in some level of undress. In the shrine, Nitta was naked while the the rest were dressed, though transparent those dresses were. It made her feel very self-conscious and ready to run.

Ohai noticed Nitta's fear and took her face into her hands, gently pressing their foreheads together. "There is no need to be afraid, my child," she cooed soothingly. "You have nothing to fear, here. I know we started things badly between us, but that is in the past. Let us move forward, okay?"

As Nitta looked into her eyes, she could not help but wonder. The warmth she felt when Kasna kissed her was returning. Was the matron going to kiss her, too? What would that be like? She finally managed to whisper "Uh-huh."

Still apprehensive, she allowed herself to be led to the bed and slowly laid down. On either side of her knelt Skavé and Teni while the matron was at her head. Despite her nervousness, Nitta looked up and noticed Ohai's breasts and how nice they were, despite her age.

Ohai noticed where Nitta's eyes were going and giggled before saying "Give me your hands."

Nitta reached up and took the matron's hands into her own. As they did so, Skavé placed a folded black strip of cloth over her eyes and wrapped it around her head.

For all her life, Nitta never wanted for light. From fireplaces in the castle to light sticks in her coach, there was always light. Here, she found herself in total darkness for the first time in her life. Panic threatened to set in as she frantically shook her head, desperately seeking any sort of light. It did not take long before a pair of hands held her head in place and Ohai squeezed the novice's own hands.

"Focus on my hands, my child," Ohai instructed. "Close your eyes and focus on your hands in mine." Nitta obeyed and started to relax, her breathing slowing. The Matron continued, softly. "There you go. Keep doing that. You are not alone. No matter where you are, in light or darkness, you will never be alone again."

Ohai nodded to the seniors and turned her attention back to Nitta. "We will now begin. I am sure Kasna has told you this to death, but relax and feel. Just relax... and feel."

Nitta felt the hands on her head release. She had not fully relaxed, but she felt better. Still, she wondered what all this was a about. Unlock her passions? Relax and feel? She understood none of this!

Just as she was about to speak up and ask, she felt hands gently placed on her belly. Slowly, they started to caress her skin. Up. Down. Side to side. In circles. She was unsure of things, but it felt nice.

After a bit, the hands worked their way up her sides and to her arms. The lightness of their touch kind of tickled. On top of that, it also had a calming effect. She could feel herself relax.

As the seniors did their work, Ohai began to pray. "Eri, Goddess of Passion, Queen of the Lilies, Bringer of Joys Unnumbered, help this one to find her passionate nature. Help her to know the love we have to offer..."

As the prayer went on, the hands went to her neck and face. Nitta thought to herself just how capable those hands were. The seniors knew just where to touch and how to touch it. For once in her life, she permitted herself a contented sigh.

She started getting confused as the touches glided over her collarbone and down to her chest. They worked around and in between her modest breasts for a short while, before properly massaging them.

Nitta's smile turned into a frown and she started to whimper in protest. She encountered unfamiliar feelings. Was such intimacy, especially between women, allowed here? Back home, in meant death. Here, however, she had been held, kissed, and now groped -- and she had been naked the entire time! Fear once more built up inside of her.

Sensing her distress, Ohai leaned over and spoke softly. "Easy, child. I know these sensations must be new to you, but all is well. Relax. Feel. Open yourself to us. Show us your intimate beauty."

"O-open myself?" Nitta gasped as fingers brushed across her nipples.

The matron leaned forward and pressed her lips to Nitta's forehead. "That's it, my child. Just like that. Show us more."

Hearing the encouraging words, Nitta felt her face and chest flush, the warmth she had felt before starting to burn hotter. She did not know how to process what they were doing to her, but it felt... nice? She let out a sigh, feeling all the tension, resistance and fear built up over the past two days leave her body. For the first time since arriving she felt truly relaxed.

Over the next several minutes, the seniors' lovingly touched Nitta all over from her belly to her breasts and up to her face and arms, eliciting small moans and slight gasps as they went. To her own surprise, she was somewhat disappointed when they moved down to her legs. At first, it felt no different than most other touches, her inner thighs proved much more sensitive.

Nitta's breathing started to get heavy when she felt Skavé's fingers drift though her thick pubic hair. This is it, she thought to herself. Somehow, she knew just where this ritual would end up. The question, though, was what it would feel like. She had felt servants wash her down there, and knew just how sensitive it would be, but that was always just business. The seniors instead sought to pleasure her, there.

Her questions were soon answered as the hand moved down -- two fingers sliding along the sides, one moving between her lips. She felt a surge go through her at the expert caress and gasped at the sensation. Why had she not tried this before? It was so... so... words escaped her.

The one finger in between dipped inside and felt around. Nitta sobbed once after it touched her maidenhead.

"She is a virgin, Matron," Skavé confirmed, joyfully.

Ohai nodded in return. "Continue."

Skavé pulled her finger out and resumed her massage of Nitta's womanhood. Before long, Nitta started moving her hips in response, before she even knew she was doing it. Her smile started to return.

Teni cupped Nitta's cheek and leaned over, bringing them face to face. "You have one of the prettiest smiles I have ever seen." The huskiness in the senior's voice was unmistakable. She moved her thumb and brushed Nitta's mouth with it and slipped between her lips. Impressively, Nitta wrapped her lips around it.

Then Skavé moved her fingers up and pressed one on the tiny bump at the top. Nitta felt a shock run through her and she turned her head, crying out. As Skavé continued rubbing there, Nitta started whining and sobbing in a feeling she never thought possible. It was too intense. Before yesterday, a lot of things would have been possible.

Nitta started bucking her hips in an attempt to escape, but Skavé was easily stayed with her. Not only was overwhelmed by the feeling, she also felt a another need that threatened to disrupt everything. She needed to use the latrine, badly. Why!? Why did she have to go, now!? She desperately tried to hold it in, by closing her legs tightly.

"Wait... wait!" She tried to plead, but she was ignored. Instead, Skavé intensified her action -- moving faster and pressing harder, despite Nitta's thighs clenching her hand.

Moments later, Nitta could hold it no longer. Gritting her teeth in a vain attempt to suppress her screams, she was forced to let go, shuddering and shaking all the way.

As soon as the shaking stopped, all three women stopped and Matron Ohai removed the blindfold. With Nitta able to see again, a new panic arose in her. She had just peed in front of them. Two days ago, she was a princess and now she was humiliated in front of slaves. Even when Princess Miresta lectured her, yesterday, still she did not feel as low as now. She curled into a fetal position, shut her eyes hard and started crying in panic and despair.

Skavé helped her to sit up and took her into her arms, whispering softly. "Everything is fine. It is all over. You did very well."

Ohai came around the bed and knelt in front of them and took Nitta's face into her hands. "Look at me child, look at me," she gently commanded. "I know what you are thinking, and you did not pee all over." Nitta look at her skeptically, still sobbing. "What you did was have a glorious climax."

The matron went on to explain. "When a woman is aroused, she produces a fluid that lubricates her womanhood. Some women, especially under Skavé's masterful touch, can make a lot, which can make one feel like she has to pee. That is what happened to you. And because you tried to hold it in, it came out all at once."

"R-really?" Nitta managed to muster between sniffs. Ohai's answer came in the form of a kiss.

Nitta exhaled in relief and felt drained by the whole experience. "I am a slave now, am I?" she asked.

Ohai stroked Nitta's hair and simply answered. "Yes."

It took the former princess a moment to reflect on things before asking her next question. "So what happens, now?"

Ohai withdrew her hands and motioned to the woman Nitta was embraced by. "Skavé here will oversee your training for the next year." She stood up and offered the two them help in standing. "But first we need to clean up and get some lunch. I do believe you have eaten nothing since you first arrived."

Nitta took the offered hand and found her stomach grumbling at the mention of food.