Gwendolyn smiled at her reflection in the mirror. The new dress that Edward has given her was beautiful: the many folds of the deep red skirts made her seem like she was floating and the deep red bodice shone in the pale morning light. She smoothed the dress down, admiring the way the corset accentuated her cleavage; her hands reached up to the diamond necklace that hung around her neck and she played with it thoughtfully. Her hands moved down to the freckles at the top of her breasts, her fingers testing the springy flesh. She began to feel a strange tingling in her nipples, reminding her of the day before when Edwards lips, tongue and teeth had excited them so expertly. Continuing to massage her breasts with her left hand, her right hand reached first to undo the ribbons that held her bodice, and then the lace that tied her skirts. The heavy embroidered material fell to the floor revealing a white corset and shift. Her left hand slid down from her breasts and began to undo the corset, whilst her right hand drifted down to press between her thighs. She dispensed with the corset and shift and stopped to look at herself in the mirror. She turned around to look at her back and ass in the mirror, her hands reaching back and grasping the smooth firmness of her pert bottom. She turned back to face the mirror and began massaging her breasts, grasping at them first, feeling them bounce and spring. She then turned her attention to her nipples, circling the pink points, pinching and squeezing them, feeling the thrill of exploring herself for the first time since Edward had shown her the true pleasure that could be had from her body.
A familiar pleasant warmth and dampness brought a smile to her face. Whilst one hand remained at her nipples, her other hand slid down her belly, over the little hairs of her bush, and onto the soft lips of her sex. Her fingers slipped into her moist, tender pussy, tracing the slit until her finger rested on her clit. Gwen thought about all the wonders of the day before and began to slowly stimulate the pink little bud, causing her to let out a slow moan.
"Noisy little whore aren't you?"
Gwen jumped, in the mirror she could see a woman standing behind her. She was tall and slender, less curvaceous than Gwen but toned and elegant. She wore a black dress, tightly bound to her willowy body, and long gloves of black leather, her eyes were ice blue and her hair long, straight and jet black, her pouting lips were full and red.
"Lady Caroline," mumbled Gwen nervously, trying to cover her naked body with her hands and arms, "I thought you were on the way to the Holy Land,"
"Yes, it appears you did," replied Caroline, smirking slightly, "In truth I hardly left. My convoy was attacked by bandits on the road out of the kingdom, I made it back to the castle but got wind of your little game with Edward and decided to keep the news of my presence from both of you. I know what you did, you little bitch and I'm going to get my vengeance right here, right now." Caroline sprang forward, grabbed Gwen by the hair and threw her naked body to the floor. Pulling off her gloves with a smile dripping with disdain Caroline raised her arm and using the leather gloves as a whip began smacking her across the back. The first blow caught Gwen off guard causing her limbs to flail, flattening her against the wooden boards. The second blow came harder, flicking across her bottom. Gwen cried out but the blow had stirred something deep within her; she felt a shiver down her spine, the stinging in her ass spread tingles through her thighs and back and even into her pussy. Gwen struggled to get up but Caroline aimed three more blows across the backs of her thighs causing her to fall again, the intensity of each blow bringing new and confusing sensations within her. Lady Caroline was pitiless, raining blows across her back, ass, and thighs but Gwen had begun to enjoy it. She got up onto all fours and thrust her bottom towards Caroline, letting out a tiny moan at every blow.
Caroline stopped, both women were breathless and Caroline was exhausted, sweat dripping down the exposed areas of her chest and arms. Gwen rolled onto her back and lay with her back arched against the hard wood floor, thrusting her boobs out and letting her legs splay open revealing her pink, moist pussy.
Lady Caroline raised an eyebrow, "Enjoying yourself, Gwendolyn?"
Gwen giggled, "I'm sorry, my lady. You really are skilled at causing pain, but I suppose I did enjoy it."
"You enjoyed it, did you? You little whore" screamed the Lady Caroline, "Just like you enjoyed your little lesson with Lord Edward? On your knees, girl, I'll give you a lesson you'll never forget!"
With a few quick movements Caroline loosened her dress so that it dropped to the floor revealing her naked body in all its glory, as Gwen pulled herself up onto her knees she could not help but marvel at the perfectly smooth, pale skin and tight toned body, stirring feelings she had never felt for a woman before. She watched as Caroline slinked towards her until she stood inches from her face, Gwen was just appreciating the thighs that stood parallel to her face and wondering what it would feel to kiss and lick that pale flesh when Caroline parted her legs, lowering her pussy so that the little hairs brushed the kneeling girl's nose. Gwen took a deep breath in, savouring the deep musk of her sex, then she began to kiss the warm outer lips, gingerly she reached forward and parted them to reveal the pink folds beneath. With the tip of her tongue she tasted her juices, sweeter and richer than Edwards. Slowly she allowed the whole flat of her tongue to rest along the length of her slit, probing her inner labia first from side to side and then up and down. The tip of her tongue came to rest on a hard little bump, Caroline's clit. She began to circle it, swirling her tongue around and coming to rest at the very tip of the engorged clitoris, flicking it gently.
Caroline let out a moan, her resolve weakened, no one had ever been so gentle with her; lovers had always responded to her coldness with aggression but this girl was soft and gentle, treating her pussy with the respect no man had every given it. Her hands reached down to the top of Gwen's head, stroking her hair and gently pressing her face into her sex. Gwen responded well to the encouragement, the speed of her little tongue increased and her hands reached behind Caroline to fondle her bottom. The moans increased in volume and Caroline arched her back, feeling the orgasm well up within her. Gwen recognised the signs and grasped Caroline's bottom, pressing her face hard against her as her knees nearly gave way with the intensity of the orgasm. Slick juices covered Gwen's face and Caroline's thighs and Caroline let out a long howl. Gwen finally let go and both women collapsed to the floor, panting heavily.
They lay there for some time. Gwen reached across to Caroline and took her hand in hers,
"Thank you, my lady,"
"What for, my dear?"
"For introducing me to such delights. I thought that pleasuring a man was delectable but the taste of your sex and the sound of your cries have set a fire in me that burns much more brightly."
Caroline sat up and gazed at Gwen in wonder,
"You really enjoyed pleasuring me like that?"
"Of course, my lady,"
"Then follow me to my chamber and we will explore further pleasures together,"
"Yes, my lady."
They both rose to their feet and embraced, they helped each other to put their clothes back on and headed down the marble corridor hand in hand.
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"Ladies!" cried Edward in surprise as he rounded the corner, "What are you...both...doing here?"
"Ah...erm...my lord," stumbled Gwen, letting go of Lady Caroline's hand, "What a...erm...pleasant surprise,"
"Pleasant? I doubt it, you dirty little strumpet!" cried Edward, his rage rising,
"You leave her alone, Edward!" shouted Caroline, "You are hardly the person to start giving lessons on fidelity,"
"Fidelity? What about you? What about your chaste trip to the Holy Land?"