Being one of two love slaves isn't always as exciting as one would think. Sometimes one feels neglected, ignored, even when that really isn't the case. Now and then, one feels the need to inquire what makes the other so special that their Master wishes to spend His relaxing hours in her company.
This tale of exploration tells just such a story. Kalli had been with Darkness for many months. She was His first slave, the first to live in His home and see to His needs. When Dessa arrived, Darkness immediately took her to His chambers and enjoyed her favors for many nights. Jealousy, like an angry beast, began to grow in Kalli's breast.
The evening meal had been long past cleared away, and the great room tidied up for the evening. The fire had been banked, and no matter how Kalli tried, she couldn't find any more excuses to keep from climbing the steps to her bedchamber. She heard them as she reached the top of the stairs, ragged cries, grunts of lustful pleasure. Drawn against her will, Kallista walked slowly down the corridor that led to Dessa's chamber-door.
The closer she got to the door, the louder the sounds became. Just as she reached out to touch the door handle, the sounds stopped. The sudden silence caused her to pause and listen carefully. Then as the sound of footsteps neared the closed door, she quickly stepped back into a shadowed alcove.
Darkness stepped out into the hallway and did not even look back into Dessa's room as her door closed behind him. Kalli watched him walk to the entrance of his personal chambers. The doors to his suite were flanked by Dessa's on the west and Kalli's on the east side of the manor.
Silently moving to Dessa's door, Kalli's hand curled around the handle and slowly pushed it open. Her eyes swept the dimly lit room until she saw the other woman sprawled naked across the bed. Ropes of damp, tangled black sheets twisted around her ankles. The slow rise and fall of her chest was the only visible movement, and Kalli edged closer to the bed as if drawn by invisible ropes.
As carefully as possible, she crawled up beside Dessa and looked down at her flushed, loved soaked body. The evidence of their passion was spread across her breasts and the inside of her parted thighs. Kalli had never entertained thoughts about enjoying the delights of another woman's body before.