Surprisingly, our hastily assembled shelter was more than sufficient for our needs, as the storm we were all fearing failed to materialize. Only a gentle rain showered the landscape, though terrible thunder rumbled relentlessly off to the east. Apparently, the cliffs natural height, and the unnatural reappearance of magic at the top of them, was enough to make the storms a localized phenomenon only native to the beach and jungle below.
Laulaia’s soft, naked, body snuggled comfortingly against my bare back, with her gentle breaths telling me she was sleeping peacefully though the rain. “Are you awake,” I asked Alaina. With her back against my chest, I couldn’t tell. Like my wife before her, no matter how much I rubbed, stroked, or caressed her, Alaina never resisted and never responded. She simply surrendered herself and quietly endured.
“I’m awake, my lord-husband.” Alaina barely whispered in response, so as to not wake Laulaia or Shadow, who was snoring happily at our feet.
Rubbing my right hand freely across her breasts, I gently enjoyed teasing Alaina’s perpetually perked nipples. Laying on my arm, with my hand wrapped snuggly around her and inside the top of my shirt she was wearing, Alaina simply relaxed and enjoyed the attention. As my left hand easily wormed itself down the top of my overly loose pants she was wearing, Alaina’s soft, smooth, womanhood wetly awaited my exploring.
“How are you and Laulaia still so smooth?” My beard and hair had grown ragged and hot against my face, in the several months that it had taken us to find our way up the to where we were now; yet, neither of the girls had grown so much as a hint of peach fuzz from their necks, down. “Heart’s Fire,” I asked, wondering if it was magic, or just natural for them.
“Medicine,” was Alaina’s one-word whisper back.
“Medicine?”
“It was herbs which Laulaia’s father purchased and had put in our bath, when we were younger,” Alaina explained. “I don’t know what they were exactly,” she admitted, softly, “but they made the skin feel hot – almost to the point of burning – and afterwards all our hair fell out, to never grow back. We had to be careful not to get it on our eyebrows or scalp, though we did dip a washcloth and rest it across our cheeks.”
“I’ve never heard of medicine like that before,” I admitted, “but I can imagine it’d be quite popular back home. Is it expensive?”
“It is, and it isn’t,” Alaina whispered softly. “It takes a large quantity of the herbs to prepare a tub, so if one wants it at a special time, like for Laulaia’s 150th cycle, it’s quite expensive. If one wants to wait for the day of judgment, they can take a dip in the slave baths for a much smaller amount.”
“Day of Judgment?” The more she explained, the more questions I had.
“It’s the day when the town carries out sentences upon those found guilty of crimes. Some are executed, others are punished into servitude or slavery, while some may just be whipped, or have fines due which they must pay.”
“I see,” I said, beginning to understand somewhat. “Were you given any other medicines? Or Laulaia?” I’d noticed several other oddities with the girls over time, and I couldn’t help but wonder if they were related.
“Many,” Alaina whispered, confirming my suspicions. “As a servant, I was given many of the herbs for pleasure – moisture herbs for my bottom, herbs to increase sensitivity, my nipples were perked, my breath was freshened. The muscles in my breasts were strengthened so they won’t sag as I age. My stomach digests food more efficiently, so I now only need to relieve myself if I’m sick. Probably other alterations as well, but I’m not certain what they might be. The lord certainly didn’t ask my opinion before having me dosed with anything.”
Well, I supposed that explains some things. I’d noticed that neither of the girls ever seemed to need to use the bathroom after anal sex – something my wife always rushed to do – but I’d never once considered it to be the rest of some sort of medical alterations. “Wait.” Suddenly something Alaina said struck me as very odd. “If you were altered to be more sensitive, why don’t you reach climax like Laulaia?”
“You haven’t given me permission,” Alaina stated, matter-of-factly. “I was taught to only surrender to my pleasure, when my lady gave me permission. As a servant, my body should be for my lord’s, or lady’s, passion. Not my own.”
“Umm… You have my permission,” I whispered softly into her ear. Almost instantly, the muscles between Alaina’s legs tightened and twitched. Warm feminine moisture leaked out between my fingers in a steady warmth, before the twitching stopped.
“Thank you, my lord-husband.” Breathing slightly heavily, Alaina nuzzled her cheek against my arm.
“Can… Can you do that again?” Dumbfounded, I could barely believe what I’d just witnessed.
“Of course.” Almost as soon as I asked, the muscles in Alaina’s crotch tightened, released, and she orgasmed again.
I’d heard about, and read about, women who had been dominated to the point where they could reach orgasm on command, but I’d always assumed those were just urban legends. Never, have I ever in my entire life, imagined I’d actually meet such a person – much less have them snuggled in my arms, awaiting my command!
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Coming from a modern society, where we like to pretend all people are equal – some just a little more equal than others – Alaina’s words and actions truly brought home the differences in the caste system of their world. As a servant, her body was trained and alter to obey her lord’s or lady’s whims. As a woman, Laulaia was altered and taught to anticipate and satisfy her husband’s desires. And, from the way Alaina talked, there are those even lower than servants – the slaves – and those even higher than one’s lord – the mayor, or king. My mind couldn’t even begin to imagine the extremes of their statuses!
“Has Laulaia had the same medicines and training?” I had to ask, even though my heart already knew how different the two were.
“Some,” Alaina explained, “but not all were the same. Some herbs are unsuitable for a lady of her status, while others were unnecessary for me. She was never perked like a servant, but I was never given any treatment to strengthen or treat my hair, like hers.”
So, a place for everyone, and everyone in their place. The world the two came from didn’t sound anything like mine, which left me wondering exactly what this current world we were in was like. The thought made me shiver with concern.
“And this Heart’s Flame of hers, what exactly can she do with it?” The other was simply information I was mildly curious about, but their past social upbringings have little to do with our current survival lifestyle. The stories of their pasts are nothing more than curious things to pass the little free time we have, whereas knowing what they can do both now, and in the future, might be the difference between life and death.
“Mainly little things,” Alaina told me, once more nuzzling her head against my arm. It’s not often that she sleeps in my arms, and she was enjoying the feeling to the fullest. “Laulaia can alter items with magic, to grow, shrink, or shape them. She can change the color of items. Remove dirt, inks, or stains from people and things. She can produce and shape flame, to an extent, and create light without flame. She can create air and make a small barrier of air to offer some minor protection.
“Most of her talents though,” Alaina chuckled, “are in what most would call essence of luxury. One of her favorite tricks was to go to a ball, see another lady wearing a similar dress as hers, and then use her essence to make hers different. She’d add or remove lace, change the length, color, or fit – just whatever suited her whim, and she thought made her stand out more than the other girl.”
“That sounds amazingly useful,” I murmured, my mind a whirl with possibilities. Any magic seems… Well, seems magical to me! What Laulaia and Alaina dismiss as trivial, useless, or vain, I see as being amazing, with a ton of possible applications. I honestly think Laulaia’s talents are going to make our life much easier in the near future.
“You can enjoy release again,” I softly whispered into Alaina’s ear. Gently kissing her neck, I lightly pushed on her shoulder and rolled her onto her stomach. Pushing my oversized pants low off her hips, I gently climbed on top and proceeded to try my best to share my pleasure with her.
She deserves a reward.
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“Gaaaawoooo! Woooowoooowooo!” Barking intensely, Shadow awoke us all from the peaceful sleep we were enjoying as the rain softly drizzled down around our shelter.
“What is it, boy?” Patting Alaina gently on her bare hips – somehow, she’d ended up wearing nothing but the heels and gloves during our previous session of loving making – I nudged her to get up. Quickly following suit, I nervously reached for one of the bamboo spears sitting near our small shelter. Shadow never acts out like this, unless it’s for a good reason – he’d rather sleep than bark at nothing!
“Broowoow! Ow-wowww!” Barking frantically, Shadow slowly backed up away from the edge of the tall grass and positioned himself at my side.
“Move! Now!” As a cute little brown bunny hopped out of where it was hidden in the grass, my inner ghost screamed at me. The next moment, time seemed to slow almost to a crawl, as I suddenly found myself moving and twisting to the side, as the little rabbit made a sudden leap into the air and then disappeared.
The instant it disappeared, the bunny reappeared inches from my throat. If not for the power of the mysterious force that possessed my body, the creature would’ve slammed directly into my Adam’s apple. Instead, moving at a speed that I couldn’t believe myself, I somehow twisted and smacked it down to the ground in one lightning fast reflex moment.
“GRRROOWOWWLL!!” Snarling wildly, Shadow leaped from where he hunkered by my side, and tore into the side of the bunny. Sinking his teeth in deep, he shook his head from side to side, beating and tossing the creature like one of his old rag-toys.
“Shnnnnkk!” The moment Shadow released his grip and tossed the bunny, Alaina stabbed it through with another of the bamboo spears, pinning it to the ground.
Just as quickly as the attack had started, it had finished.
Staring at the dead beast, it completely resembled a normal, plain old run-of-the-mill brown bunny – with one exception. The bunny had a single long horn in the center of its forehead, extending about a foot in length, and ending in a glistening sharp point. If that thing had crashed into my throat…
Shivering slightly, I refused to finish that thought.
“Blink bunny,” the voice in my head told me, gently. “They’re not that dangerous once you learn their habits. They can only blink short distances, and only in the direction they’re looking. Watch their gaze, and move the instant they hop, and they’re not hard to hunt.”
Still growling, Shadow hesitantly eased over to the dead bunny and carefully slapped at it with a paw. When it twitched in its death throes, he instantly yelped, turned, and ran back behind my leg. Barking furiously, Shadow waited patiently for me to go check it out first, before he exposed himself to anymore danger.
“Can… Can we eat that?” Just now crawling up out of the cramped shelter, Laulaia’s first thought was if it was edible, or not. Didn’t she even notice that it almost just killed me?!
“I’d think so,” Alaina answered her. “It looks like meat to me. It just hasn’t been fried yet, but I’ll fix that if you’ll start us a fire.” Bending down, she grabbed the bunny up by the horn, before picking up her stone knife to start skinning it.
“On it,” Laulaia laughed. Pulling a large pile of wet grass and small left-over limbs, which we’d cut from the tree earlier to make our shelter, into a single bunch near the shelter, Laulaia chanted a few soft words. Warm light slowly enveloped first her hands, and then the damp bundle, until small wisps of fog began to drift upwards from it. As I watched in pure amazement, the bundle first dried itself, then smoldered for a few moments, before finally bursting into a warm and cheerful fire.
This magic stuff might be even more useful than I’d imagined it to be! I was both bewildered by this new world, and completely awestruck at the same time.