Adeline woke up early the next morning. The first thing she smelled was food. Her stomach growled. She was hungry. She followed the scent to a strange room, where there was a bag of foods and a huge fire where something was boiling. She walked over to it and peered into the pot. It looked like soup which she had drunk before. Was this how food was prepared? Adeline didn't know. In the palace, food was brought to her in silver trays on plates and bowls. The prince and the sea witch had gold ones. She reached out to touch the pot, only to have her hand smack.
"Watch it! Are you daft? Don't you know it's hot?" Niri had appeared out of nowhere and took out a long spoon to stir the pot.
Adeline blushed. She still remembered last night, when Royle and her had engaged in fantastic sex while eavesdropping on Niri and Doyle. It was impossible to look at Niri without hearing her emphatic cries as she climaxed, begging to be fucked harder. She looked down at her feet.
"What's this?" Niri clucked her tongue at her, lifting Adeline's chin up. "You're not, crying are you?"
Adeline shook her head. Her eyes connected with the other woman's before she looked away. She signaled to her that she would go wake Royle.
Niri blocked her path. "Don't worry about the men. They usually sleep until the sun is high. You'll just annoy him if you try to get him out of bed now." She eyed Adeline consideringly. "What's got you so shy? You weren't like this last evening."
She narrowed her eyes. A sly grin appeared on her lips. She leaned in closer to Adeline. The loose ties at the front of her dress left her bosom gaping. She could see into the other woman's much more generous cleavage, even glimpse her pink nipples.
"Is this about last night? Did you hear Doyle and I going at it like animals in heat?"
Adeline's eyes widened at her brazenness. She shook her head frantically, not wanting to admit to her act of voyeurism last night.
"No?" Niri propped one of her hands on her waist. She was still grinning, her eyes lit with mischief. "You didn't hear me screaming my orgasms? You didn't listen as I tell Doyle to fuck me harder?"
Adeline froze, her breathing growing shallow. She was feeling it again, as Niri bent close to her, refusing to let her get away without answering her. Why did she always get excited when she was placed in untenable situations?
"I happen to think you did, Adeline. The wall between the bedrooms aren't thick at all. Besides, we've done this before. Royle sometimes returns with a girl and we'd fuck together in separate bedrooms." Niri chuckled. "Did you enjoy it? Does it make for fantastic sex?"
Adeline wanted to say no. It felt wrong intrinsically but everyone acted so normal about it that she found herself nodding too. There was, however, no way to overcome her natural shyness.
Niri was enthralled with her. It seemed that she was much closer to her after the distance last evening.
"I can see why Royle rescued you," she went on. "Honestly, Royle wasn't the sort. Too lazy. Too selfish. All he cared about was himself and his brother. But you're a bit too pretty to be left out on the street by yourself, aren't you?" Niri cupped her face. Her eyes gleamed as an idea struck her.
"You're hungry? That's why you're here?"
Adeline nodded. She eyed the boiling pot again. Niri removed it from the fire and set it aside.
"It's too hot now. Why don't I feed you something else while that cools?"
Adeline was already in anticipation of the soup, and reluctantly allowed herself to be distracted.
Niri patted the surface of the large wood table. "Come, hope on. Let's take a good look at you."
She obeyed, though she had no idea why it was necessary. But it had become second nature for her to obey instructions with alacrity. She gasped when Niri began lowering her dress, pushing her hands away and holding her top.
"Come on, don't be shy. I'm a woman too. There's nothing you have that I don't. Let me play with you a little before the men wake up."
Adeline didn't want to, but Niri took her hands away from her breasts and placed them on both sides of her. "Hold onto the edge of the table, good girl, and let's see what you've to offer."
She watched as Niri removed her top, revealing her breasts. She let out a gasp when her fingers pinched a pink rosebud, rolling it between her fingers until it grew hard. Adeline could no more stop her reactions than she could control the feeling that was rising between her legs. Niri made sure both nipples were hard nubs before she began lifting up Adeline's skirts. She forced Adeline to lie down on the table, her ass on the edge, and separated them. Adeline gasped when she touched her between her legs.
"Sensitive, aren't you? You're probably sore too. Your flesh is all red and swollen. I can tell from your little pussy that you've just been fucked hard." She cooed to Adeline. Her fingers parted her external lips to seek the treasure within. Adeline arched her back off the table when a slender finger wedged inside her pussy. "Ooh, you're still tight. Does this feel good, sweet?" Her fingers searched and located what she wanted. Adeline cried out at the first contact of her pussy. "There it is. Your little pearl. This is our little weakness, isn't it? If I touch it, you grow wet. Yes, there you go. You're quite the honeypot right now."
This felt different from when she was touched by the sea witch, and yet oddly similar. They played with her body as though she was rightfully theirs, taking liberties she did not offer and in both cases, Adeline didn't fight back. She had been taught not to, punished even, when she had. Most importantly, she craved their instructions, craved their dominance.
Pleasure unfurled from her belly, spread throughout her like warmth mead. She looked at Niri with tearful eyes, not because she was frightened, but because she recognized what Niri was doing.
"Hold on, sweet, I've got just the right thing for you." She went over to the bags of food and took out a carrot. She lined it up to Adeline's pussy, "Here, you're hungry, aren't you? This carrot would do for you."
Adeline gasped at the first entry. She was still quite sore from Royle's usage last night and the wild carrot had plenty of bumps on its skin, rubbing against her flesh. Under the bright sunlight which streamed in through the wide open windows, Adeline lay on the table and allowed a woman to fuck her feminine flesh with a long carrot. This was sexy and sinful at the same time, though she wasn't sure why it was sinful.
"Do you like this, sweet?" Niri began to pump the vegetable in and out of her slowly. "You're juicing up quite nicely." She bent her head and plucked at Adeline's nipple. She licked the bright berry, her tongue rolling around the tip. Adeline moaned.
"What's this?"
The sudden interruption of a male voice surprised Adeline. She immediately tried to cover herself and her legs, but Niri was standing between her thighs and pushed her back down with a hand. They turned around and noticed Royle and Doyle standing at the doorway, wearing similar broad grins on their faces.
Niri was unfazed. "You're certainly up early." She didn't appear troubled that they were caught in the kitchen.
"Well, I hadn't intended so," Doyle laughed, "but I was hungry. Someone had sapped all the energy out of me last night."
Niri gave him a flirtatious look. "And here I thought you were looking for more."
"Good gods, woman. Do you intend to kill me in bed?"
Royle had no patience for the banter between them. He nodded at Adeline. "What's this? You didn't get enough cock last night?"
Adeline shook her head. She wasn't sure if Royle was angry or not. The man was always a bit unpredictable in his moods and Adeline couldn't talk to defend herself.
"Is that a no?" Royle reached out and pinched her nipple, twisting it.
Adeline went red. Why was he so rough with her? Did she displease him somehow?
"I was just having a bit o' fun with her," Niri intervened.
"With a carrot?" He asked. He took the vegetable and started plundering her depths with it. She let out a wail and started writhing on the table, trying to get him off.
But Royle wasn't Niri. He was a man and lacked the gentle touch. The tip of the carrot kept hitting her in her cervix. It hurt but Royle didn't care.
"Come on, you little whore." Royle said, his eyes dark with lust and anger. "Any cock would do for you, is it not? You'd willingly fuck any man as long as his cock was hard for you."
Adeline didn't know why he was saying things like this. She never had a choice. She could not choose. From the very start, she knew all the males wanted her, and they took her and availed themselves of her body, using force when necessary. Even Royle couldn't resist her, which was why he had lost his job, and why he had brought her home, even at the risk of his life. He knew she would be a very convenient fuck.
Unfortunately, Adeline grew wet. The slippery noise of juices became more and more apparent in the small kitchen under the gazes of the other three occupants in the room. She was moving her hips too, fucking the carrot back, as she had been thought to do, to pleasure the men who were using her.
Royle continued tormenting her breasts and her pussy, until both flesh grew red, telling her all sorts of things, about how naughty she was and how she should be ashamed of herself. At last, Adeline came in a gush of wetness, her back arched in pleasure. Royle handed over the carrot to her.
"You'll want to finish that. There's no wasting food here."
Adeline did, nibbling it in small crunchy bites, tasting her own musk and salt under the natural sweetness of the carrot. She discreetly covered herself again, aware the other three were staring at her while she ate the carrot which a few moments ago had been in her pussy.
"That was quite a show," Doyle said.
Royle shrugged. "That was nothing. She could do that and more."
Doyle was worried. Adeline didn't look like any woman who had found herself on the street. "Are you sending her back today?"
"Back to where? There's nowhere she could go."
