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Breaking a pet

"Witches are more common than you think." Teyha told him with a slight shrug as he picked up the key, and approached her to unlock the chain to the collar once more. Kaura stood slowly, and took the little witch's hand in hers, and guided the girl to her feet. Timidly Teyha reached out, and for just a moment her hand brushed against Janek's, and she gave him a slight smile. "Thank you." She told him softly, and followed Kaura when she led her to the bed.

"Is there a particular position that you find easiest?" Kaura asked as they sat. "You can pick, I'm sure my master wont mind accommodating."

Teyha shook her head slightly, and climbed carefully onto the bed, reaching out to grab a pillow, and hug it to her chest for a few moments. "I don't like being on top." She said at last. "My trainer says I'm lazy, I don't like to be the one controlling the... The... Action."

Kaura smiled slightly, and reached out, gently urging her to release the pillow. "Don't be afraid now." She whispered. "If you feel uncomfortable ask for my Master to go slower, alright?" She asked, setting the pillow behind her while Teyha stared.

"I'm shy." She whispered after a moment, feeling a touch of embarrassment at the confession. She felt particularly uncomfortable sitting next to the beautiful Elf next to her, every feature so remarkably different. Kaura the heavenly beauty, and her an earthy girl.

"You have nothing to be shy about!" Kaura told her with a slight smile, and started to move away, to give Janek and Teyha room on the bed for themselves. "Now Teyha, tell my master what your decision is, please."

Again the girl hesitated, wringing her hands together nervously in her lap before she looked up, a blush bright on her face. "I dont want to go back like this." She said softly. "Go back to my trainer with nothing different, nothing changed. So please." She dropped her voice down to almost a whisper at the last two words, trembling visibly. "Please, tonight, show me what is is I don't feel when I'm used."

Kaura's hand found Teyha's once more, and she squeezed lightly before standing, and she walked to Janek. "I think she'd be the most comfortable if I wasn't watching." She said softly as she went to sit on the hammock, letting Teyha and Janek have their privacy.
 
"There is an old saying in many cultures," Janek said softly. "In Scythia, we say 'all cats are gray in the dark.'" With that, he licked his fingers and extinguished the wick of the candle. He knew Kaura's eyes were probably sensitive enough to still see with just the starlight coming through the tiny windows in the back of the cabin, but for himself and Teyha, they'd have the comfort of barely being able to see anything. That might make the smaller girl less tense about her appearance, her shyness, about his approach, about everything. Darkness was an ally in this sort of situation.

Feeling his way, he lay next to Teyha. His hand found her arm, and rubbed it reassuringly. "Teyha, I'm going to try and take you as a lover would. As your first time should have been. If you want, if it turns out to be good for you, you can think of this as your first real time, if you like. It might help."

He leaned over and kissed her cheek, his eyes adapted enough to the darkness to at least find that target. Meanwhile, his hand moved to caress her stomach gently, soothingly, yet with an edge of arousal as his moving fingertips moved gradually higher on her ribs, edging toward her breasts as his lips debated going for either her own lips, or her earlobe. He wasn't sure how she felt about full-mouth kissing; it wasn't something they spent a lot of time on in training, and some women had particular hang-ups about kissing on the mouth. He didn't want to ratchet her tension up any higher, so he tried to be considerate and held off on the tongue-kiss he might have given her if it had been Kaura.
 
For Teyha, the shelter of darkness was the thing she most feared, and dreaded completely in her training. She would study the face of her trainer when he used her, reminding herself who he was, and committing it to memory each time his hands moved across her breasts. He was her trainer, not that person. Only that kept her from a panic. In the dark it was so much harder, and while she didn't move when he touched her, her eyes grew wide in fear. He moved over her, his hands finding her flat stomach and stroking, slow and soft he seemed to caress her.

Kaura could see the widening of her eyes, and the tremble of her fingers, and embraced her power at the same instant Teyha did hers. She drew in the strength, and wove a spell with the girl. In an instant the room was blanketed in a gold and white sheen, orbs of softly glowing light floating in the air, just out of touch.

"I don't like the dark." Teyha whispered, her hands moving awkwardly to Janek's arms, stroking him lightly as if giving permission for him to continue. "I'd rather see you, and know what the cat in my yard looks like, please." She told him softly, and leaned forward to plant her own kiss on his cheek. She hesitated only a moment before parting her legs some, letting him slide between her thighs if he wanted to do so already. "Thank you for this." She told him, her hand tightening on him arm slightly, "I really do appreciate it."
 
When Kaura lit the room, he was confused, but as soon as Teyha explained, he nodded. "I'm sorry, I had thought to make it easier. I didn't know you preferred to see." He leaned up and re-lit the candle, so Kaura could relax her expenditure of energy; he didn't know if it tired her, but he wanted to make it easier on her, as he smiled over to her.

Back to Teyha, he looked serious. "You're quite welcome," was all he said, but his eyes looked as though he meant it utterly. He lowered his head to brush his lips tentatively across hers, and then moved them down to the side of her throat, kissing more securely under her ear as his hand finally came up to cup and stroke her breast, gently but assured, fingers sliding and almost dancing across the tender, sensitive skin, teasing the nipples to stiffness, first one breast and then the other, while his other arms supported his weight as he lifted his torso up beside her and leaned over her. His body wasn't going to accept her thighs' invitation until she was good and warmed up, but he wanted to use his hand to be sure when that was going to be right.
 
Everything about this experience was different from what she knew below decks. Janek was smiling, not lustfully, not as if he knew he would receive what he desired, but an honest and kind smile that made her feel that his end goal wasn't just his personal satisfaction. He leaned down, one hand supporting his body against the bed, and their lips met tenderly for a moment, exploring lightly. He moved down, kissing her neck lightly, teasing along her pulse and under her ear. She smiled some, his breath tickling her some as it played across her skin, but she rather enjoyed the sensation.

For a brief moment she tensed when his hand found the small mound of her breast, but she forced herself calm, swallowing slightly as she let him explore. He teased her lightly, and the more he touched, the more she realized these sensations were so completely different from the ones she knew. He was tender with her, his fingers lightly kneading her soft breasts while expertly teasing her nipples,urging them to stiffen under his touch. She gasped softly, and slowly her arousal grew under his expert care. It came subtly, a slight racing of her heart as his lips gazed her neck yet again. The quickening of her breath as he teased her breasts, slowly becoming soft gasps under his attention. She wasn't sure what she should do yet, but hesitantly she reached out, and brushed a hand over his torso, stroking and exploring his hard muscles, exploring and memorizing his body.
 
He felt her hand moving to his body, and sighed against her neck as she touched him. He angled his chest a bit to allow her better access. He kept up his attention to her breasts, gently kneading them and rubbing his thumb across the stiffening nipples, smiling when he heard her gasp at his attentions. He gently nipped at the flesh of her throat, and trailed his lips down her collarbone.

As his mouth approached her breasts, his hand began to caress and stroke its way back down her belly, moving lower gradually as the rest of his body did, palm grazing over the skin of her pelvis to tease at the tops of her thighs, building anticipation of moving between them, his fingers calloused but his touch nearly ghostlike, using just enough pressure to avoid tickling.

He kissed his way down her chest, and looked up at her face as he closed his lips around her nipple, sucking gently and flickering his tongue against it. As she reacted to that, his free hand finally slid between her thighs, just caressing and cupping the outer vulva, stroking it with his palm for a while, letting her get used to the touch. It was as much to introduce her to the gentle touch as for him to gauge her reaction, to see when she would be ready for more. Her breathing, moans, and yes, the dampness he might feel with his palm, all would be good clues.
 
Nothing she had previously experienced could have prepared her for the sensations that Janek was bringing to her now. With her attacker it had either been soft touches that brought her out of sleep in a fit of terror, or rough grabs when he was sure that no one was looking, that she hadn't the strength to escape from. Her trainer was less brutal, but his touches were for his pleasure or her instruction, and Teyha felt no reason to delude herself into thinking it was anything more than the necessary steps for training a particularly shy and stubborn slave girl.

Somehow, she didn't think it was the same now. The captains movements were well trained, deliberate, and expertly executed.... But it felt natural and intimate the way he moved across her. Nothing seemed fake or forced, and her body responded in turn, seeming to know what to do even if her mind did not. He moved down her neck, nipping lightly, and she shivered, allowing him to explore her body with his mouth and hands. From the way he turned he seemed to want her to touch him, and she was more than happy to respond, While his own hand slid to her womanhood she explored his chest, tentatively exploring his body, feeling the lines of his chest, and even lightly grazing over his own dark nipples.

Janek's seeking mouth found her breasts but before she could even react to that, Janek's hand cupped Teyha's womanhood lightly, a tender touch that sent a shock through her body. Now should be the part where she is afraid. Where she starts to pull away and stiffen, retreating into the deepest cavern of her mind while she waited for it to end. Sensation kept her grounded to earth, and the more she felt, the more the adored. She could feel Janek's rough palm against the smooth skin of her sex, every bit as hairless as Kaura's, though hers was by preference.

To the young girl it was almost as if she was feeling for the first time. After years of hiding emotion and sensation under a barrier of her own cynical thoughts and daydreams. Why didn't matter now, only that it was happening, and she wanted it. Her mouth opened slightly, and she moaned, a soft and delicate coo. She only briefly wondered if that was her creating those sounds of pleasure, but even that thought didn't matter, and was ultimately tossed aside.
 
Her response heartened him. He really did want to give her real pleasure, and if Kaura's magic helped with it, what of it? It was still a good experience for her.

He rubbed at her gently as his mouth moved from nipple to nipple, his fingers caressing the whole area at the apex of her inner thighs, getting her accustomed to gentle sensation there, and testing her readiness. She did feel damp, yes, but not sufficient for his preference. He wanted to arouse her greatly, get her panting in need; this would help her to find the whole thing more acceptable. The body tends to be made for what suits it, after all, he thought.

He pressed his body closer against her side, moving his supporting elbow under her near arm, so that her hand wasn't trapped against him, but could touch his back. Her far arm was already stroking at him, half-turning her toward him, which made her breasts more accessible. As he stroked her nether regions, he began to let his finger slide closer, rubbing gently between the lips of her. Soon, he knew, he'd brush her little button, and who knows how her body would react then, between her own repression and Kaura's enhancements...
 
Janek moved with her, experienced enough to know exactly when she was ready for him to come closer. His body pressed lightly to hers, and he moved himself on the inside of her arm, freeing her to raise it, and gently feel along her back. She stroked him lightly, just feeling, exploring.

With every move he made she felt herself loosening further, slowly sliding beneath the layers of denial she raised around sex. She wasn't sure how he did it so easily, that she felt only pain as her trainer entered her and thrust his body to hers, and now there was only pleasure and anticipation for his next touch. Any hesitation for him sucking on her nipples was gone and the reason why was, for once, completely forgotten.

His fingers slid down over her, parting her nether lips to explore the damp folds of her womanhood. With expert accuracy he found her pleasure-enchanted clit, and rubbed along it lightly. Teyha was completely unprepared for the intensity of sensations she felt from this tender touch, and her hips bucked forward. She grinded up against Janek's hand to silently beg him to touch more, and press harder. Her arm tightened around him instinctively, drawing him in closer. Again she moaned, slightly louder and more passion driven than her last, and it wasn't her last. The more he touched and explored, the more she moaned, her breath coming faster as she writhed under his expert care.
 
Though still lost amidst Teyha's modest breasts, Janek couldn't avoid a slight sense of deja vu. Just shortly before, he'd had Kaura in a similar situation, and she had responded similarly. But for her, it was reward, something he knew he could give her and she'd receive gladly. For this girl, it was discovery, an excitement and passion that she hadn't known existed before. And, frankly, that was a moment of deja vu regarding Kaura as well.

His rubbing finger focused on the button of her clit, while his other fingers still explored a bit, rubbing her labia and gently sliding between them. But he knew his most important attention was now on her clit, and he circled it gently with his fingertip, balancing the calloused roughness of his finger with the gentle, barely-touching strokes he used to stimulate it. It was more difficult to keep a gentle touch when she began to writhe and thrust her hips toward his hand, but he largely managed it. The rougher, more solid strokes were rare and just seemed to add to the fever pitch of her arousal as he lay with her.

The strategy appeared to be working, he thought to himself wryly.
 
The more her pleasure rose, the more Teyha trembled and pulled, her back arching off the bed in her desperate need. "Is... Is this..." She gasped as Janek swirled his fingertips lightly around her clit, sending glorious waves of sensation running through her. "Is this what it's supposed to feel like?" She asked, her eyes closing, leaving her washed only in pleasure, and joy. The slaver knew how to pleasure women, no doubt about that.

It didn't take long for her to start reaching her climax. Her hips bucked almost wildly, and she couldn't control her squirming, or frenzied cries. Her head tilted back as she arched once more, her arm tightening around Janek's back, and her other grabbed hold of the arm he was pleasuring her with. "Too... I... It's too much!" She gasped, her body in conflict with itself... Wanting to feel what it was being led to, that glorious cresting and the relief it brought... And yet at the same time it was almost too sweet, too much pleasure for her to handle.
 
"Yes," he murmured, panting himself, as her excitement was contagious, "this is what it's supposed to feel like." Perhaps enhanced, but it was necessary this first time. Kaura was watching, with all her senses; she'd know if something needed to be adjusted for the future.

But when Teyha gripped his arm, and protested the sensation, he lifted his face from her flesh and hissed up at her, "Let it go, Teyha, let it crest. Ride it, it's about to peak! Take your orgasm, take it and be a woman! Come for me, girl, please, come for me, let me bring you over..."

She was rapidly approaching her point of no return, where her sensations would cascade together, and he wanted her to have the full experience, to have her first shattering orgasm right there and then. He needed her to, he found, needed her to experience such a level at least once, and he found he was happy to be the one to give it to her.
 
A part of her was grateful that Janek didn't let her back away now, and her hips bucked again, her pleasure rising. "I don't know if I can..." She whispered as he moved her fingers over her, rubbing lightly against her tender and passion swollen clit. Her fingers and toes curled as she arched once more, a desperate cry sounding from her lips.

Kaura watched quietly from her spot on the hammock, wondering if perhaps she should decrease the sensation, make it more natural... But the girl needed this. She needed such an all consuming orgasm that it left no doubt in her mind that she was sexual... So that each time she performed for a man on the deck she would strive for this feeling. It was something she could never forget. Frankly... It was arousing to see. 'Is this how Janek felt watching me?' She wondered to herself as she stared at him giving this girl such pleasure. There was no anger for the child, not a hint of jealousy. Actually... She felt glad that her master could help her, and the sight and sounds made her crave for him... And, if she were to be honest with herself... It made her ache for the small brunette as well. Perhaps to give and receive the same pleasure that she had been giving the virgin women below daily. She bit her lip lightly at the thought of the small girl's herad between her legs while Janek pounded into her, their pleasured cries filling the small cabin.

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"Don't...." Teyha whimpered once more before she crashed, unable to stop it now. Pleasure washed over her and consumed her entire being in a tidal wave she had no hope of escaping. Her entire body tensed as her hips bucked wildly against Janek's fingers, rubbing herself roughly against his calloused digits. Just when it seemed she would reach the end, another crashing surge of pleasure would take her, and she'd cry louder again.

When it was finally over she collapsed back onto the bed, panting heavily, her body covered in a light sheen of sweat. She trembled, and reached out, looking down at Janek as she stroked his cheek lightly with the back of her hand, the blissful look on her face all she needed to tell him how thankful she was.
 
Janek lay next to her, letting her recover. He hadn't taken his hand away from her groin, but he'd stopped rubbing, and just cupped her companionably, if that concept could even be applied. It was supremely intimate, as a gesture, yet he also played it as quite casual and natural. He smiled up at her as she stroked his face, and met her eyes with his own. They gazed at each other while she recovered, and when he felt her breathing had normalized, and the after-shock tremors had mostly subsided, he let his smile widen to an outright grin.

"That," he finally said softly, "was step one."

He moved his hand then, gently and slowly, drawing her attention back to her own womanhood as he bent his head again to her still-stiff nipples. She'd orgasmed once, he was happy to bring her off more than that, but he wanted to do it differently, give her the whole experience. That meant that next, his cock, which had hardened and softened as the action and intensity had shifted but was now stiffening up again, would have to be employed to please her. He hoped the bliss she still felt, and which he would try to work her toward again, would help ease any anxiety she might feel about it.
 
There were a few intimate moments they shared, Janek's hand lightly resting on her womanhood while they panted. He was smiling, and slowly Teyha realized she was too, grinning more broadly than she had in a long time. Slowly his smile grew into a matching grin, and he moved, his hand sliding away from her still super sensitive womanhood. His head dipped back down to pay attention to her nipples once more.

She moaned softly, and stared down at him almost tenderly, her cheeks red. She knew precisely what he planned to do... To take her then, as if it was her first time, and not simply for her training. She slowly nodded, raising a hand to press the knuckle of her index finger lightly against her lips... A nervous habit she used to calm her nerves. "I'm ready for the next step." She said quietly, her eyes dipping down to hips hips for a second. "I... I won't protest this time."
 
"I hope to make it so you won't WANT to protest," he said, glancing up at her and grinning. His hand moved against her again, his fingers stroking gently, to tease her and arouse her, yes, once again (and faster this time, as she hadn't fully come down from being primed before), but with the ulterior motive of arousing her for a purpose, getting her ready for him.

It was his plan to take her much as he'd taken Kaura, to bring her toward ecstasy so she would not notice quite so much when he penetrated her. Oh, he expected her to notice, he just wanted her to be so swept up in her own sensations of pleasure that she didn't mind. Once he was within her, he was pretty sure her body would carry the arousal through like it was supposed to, that she would continue to gain pleasure from his friction and his attention to her sensitive clit. But he was prepared to work with her more with his fingers if she reacted badly to it.

But that was plans. Right now he loved the feel of her hard nipples against his tongue, the writhing of her hips under his hand, next to his body. He actually also liked the feel of Kaura's eyes on them. He knew the elf woman had given him her blessing to introduce Teyha to the pleasures of the body, but he had felt a little self-conscious under her gaze at first. Which was a first, in so many ways. But then he felt something of her approval, her arousal... it could be a trick of his mind, but in the glimpses he took of her, she seemed to be enjoying the sight of them. He found himself wanting to perform for her, and, eventually, bring her into the mix. But that was later: first things, first.
 
Teyha could help but to grin back at Janek, smiling so broadly that her cheeks hurt slightly from the strain. She couldn't think of the last time she felt so delighted, and actually enjoying being touched by a man was certainly a first. She moaned softly, and let her eyes close, enjoying the sensations that he was bringing her. His fingers danced over her enchanted folds, until she was crying out regularly in pleasure, her body convulsing once more. Janek didn't slow, his tongue flickering across her passion hardened nipple. It didn't take long until she was in the throws of passion once more, never completely down from her last orgasm. Her hips bucked once more, and she gripped the sheets tightly with one hand, her other wrapped tightly around Janek, quivering slightly.

It was all too arousing for Kaura to take watching without sliding a hand down her body. She found her womanly need, and using her own fingers, mimicked what Janek was doing to the small brunette. He fingers swirled and worked her clit while she moaned in pleasure, trying to muffle her cries to not disturb Janek and Teyha. She didn't want them to stop, she found. She wanted to watch Janek take Teyha, to hear the young woman cry out in joy, to see the pleasure etched on both their faces.
 
When she was at a crest, he moved. His lips left her nipples and found her lips, kissing intently. He didn't thrust into her mouth with his tongue until he felt her own, but he was ready. While his rubbing hand stayed in contact with her clit, thanks to awkward twisting and some wrist strain, his body moved between her writhing legs, forcing its way between her thighs, where the blunt, thick head of his cock found her so damp and ready, she was almost dripping.

He entered her swiftly, but shallowly, pausing after the initial thrust to let her body adjust to his bulk. His rubbing finger still managed to coax her sensitive button to sending pleasure throughout her system, while his other hand, freed from underneath him, slid up her back to stroke her neck and cup the back of her head, angling her face to kiss him. He moved gradually but surely, easing himself into her, until he was fully socketed. He withdrew his rubbing hand then, and ground his pelvis gently against her, sending more sensation through her.

He couldn't restrain a low, grunting moan as he felt Teyha's body clenching around him, and his eyes flicked over to take in Kaura and what she was doing to herself. The sight of that aroused him even more, and he felt, rather than consciously made, his free hand, still damp with Teyha's juices, beckon to the elf, gesturing gently for her to approach.
 
The pleasure all but overwhelmed Teyha before Janek even began to move. He pressed his body against hers, and she moaned gently, accepting the press of his lips to hers. Her lips slowly parted way for him, light snaking its way out to stroke his lips, and he was at her in a moment, kissing passionately. His fingers led her through her orgasm as he hurried on top of her, somehow never breaking his hands contact with her folds.

He moved on top of her swiftly, and while she was still at the height of her bliss, he lined the head of his cock up with her wet and ready womanhood. He pushed in quickly, and Teyha gasped. He was a good bit thicker than her regular trainer, and the effects of the collar made it as though it were her first time once more. It took a good moment for her to adjust to his thick member buried inside of her, but she ground up, her hips meeting his. They kissed once more, his hand tangling in her hair as he pressed his lips to hers, kissing passionately.

Kaura whimpered softly, something very erotic about seeing the man she cared for so deeply pleasure this girl. She watched intently, her eyes examining every motion as Janek plunged into Teyha, and when he motioned for her with his hand, she did not need a second invite. She moved to the bed, and slid on, her hand stroking across his back. Teyha paused for a moment, obvious nervous with the woman next to her, but Kaura stroked her cheek light, turning her head away from Janek slightly. She smiled at the young woman, her fingers lightly stroking her chin. She leaned forward slowly, until their lips met, and she kissed the little witch lightly, a soft and tender between two women.
 
Janek began to move, slowly and easily, within Teyha's well-slicked channel. Her body was tight around him, yes, but it was not like Kaura's, with a re-growing hymen. Still, he had to move with care until she adapted to his traverse of her delicate tissues. He ground a bit at the depth of each thrust, giving a little touch to her clit, which should have kept her aroused, or so he hoped. He wanted this to be a successful introduction all around.

And as such, he leaned up when Kaura came near, letting them stroke and smile and kiss, marveling with how natural and delicate they appeared to be with each other. Kaura's golden tresses contrasted sharply with Teyha's short and spiky dark hair, but it was an oddly fitting match. As he slowly began to pick up speed, he reached out and stroked Kaura's back, then slid his hand along her side and under her to cup and gently massage her breast. He wasn't at all surprised that her nipples were rock-hard. He let Kaura go and gently took hold of Teyha's breast, finding a similar rigidity. And the witch's body was responding to his, her legs moving, her hips moving...

It was shaping up to be a very fine night, as Janek began to give himself over to the moment, to flow with the passion of what was happening.
 
After a moment of adjusting to Janek's length, he began to move. Teyha groaned as he thrust slowly in and out of her slick folds, penetrating deep before pulling out again. She moved with him almost nervously, as if afraid to offend. "Don't be afraid." Kaura whispered to her in between soft kisses, her fingers running lightly through Teyha's hair. She smiled at the girl gently for a few moments, recalling her first time with Janek, and the same insecurities she had about pleasure that must be plaguing the little witch now. "If you want to move, move." She said softly, and moaned when Janek reached around her, his hand sliding across her back, before cupping her breast, giving it a firm massage as he tweaked her nipples.

Teyha felt Kaura take her hand lightly, and move it away from Janek's chest. She watched with a curious expression as the beautiful Elven woman brought her hand down, and placed it on her womanhood. Teyha's eyes widened for a moment, her cheeks red while Kaura moved her fingers over Teyha's, guiding the young witch to finger her. "Just like that..." She panted, and Teyha nodded, moving her fingers on her own, mimicking the motions Janek used just moments before.

Kaura gave a groan of pleasure, her hips bucking lightly to show her approval before she leaned forward, and again caught Teyha's lips in her own. She kissed her with more passion this time, trusting the young woman to warm quickly to her advances. Her tongue forced its way into Teyha's mouth, and she moaned, thoroughly enjoying being in more of a dominant role with this woman.
 
Seeing how Kaura was moving the witch's hand about, Janek decided to do some moving of his own, taking the elf's near hand and sliding it down Teyha's belly to her folds, just above where his length was sliding in and out. They mirrored each other, with the exception of Janek's presence, and that was good; he could be assured that the petite human girl would get her necessary stimulation. He wasn't worried at all about Kaura; he knew he could help her.

His hips were pumping smoothly as he lifted up a little, giving Kaura's hand better access and allowing him to take in the vision of the two women. This was hardly the first time he'd had two or more slaves working with each other, but it was only a few days into the trip, and he was amazed how each of them reacted to the other, the erotic care and need they displayed for each other.

He reached to the side and sharply spanked Kaura's buttock, smiling at her; it wasn't a punishment spank, it was something he knew would add to her experience, add to her arousal. If she broke the kiss, he's smile and wink, and she would know it was all right. However, he wasn't sure that she was even going to break the kiss, honestly. His other hand stroked and teased Teyha's chest, twiddling with her nipples when he thought it would arouse her, or distract her from her hesitancy; he wanted her to be swept up with sensation, and the self-consciousness and reluctance he could occasionally see in her actions had to be countered with more pleasure, to sweep them over. Of course, he was working up to a good steady thrusting, as well, with the willing assistance of her writhing hips, so he was sure that would be useful in the distraction department...
 
It seemed their roles in this were fleshed out quickly enough, and both girls were thrilled by it. Content at the bottom was Teyha, who Kaura felt confident playing with. She was every bit as submissive in her passion as she appeared before, following Kaura's direction without question. Kaura enjoyed leading her as well, showing her how to please others, how to be pleased. Once again, it brought her that much closer to Janek, seeing the appeal of training slaves. There was so much more to this than the physical pleasure surging through now, there was a deep satisfaction. This was the first sex this girl enjoyed, and she was sharing it with them, or they were causing it. That made it beyond intimate to her.

At the same time, Janek was master of them both, and he demonstrated that perfectly. He took Kaura's hand, and led it down to between Teyha's thighs, pressing it lightly into the witches folds, and Kaura was more than eager to move her fingers, delighting in the way Teyha gasped against her lips at the sensations. Janek drew back, and Kaura felt his hand land hard on her ass, and she gasped, her hips grinding into Teyha's hand as the aftershocks of pain still ran through her. Her eyes flicked to Janek, breaking the kiss long enough to see Janek's smile and wink. Both girls couldn't help but to smile back, blissful expressions on their faces.

Still it was obvious to even Kaura that Teyha reacted differently than she did, the little witched lacked her intuition, the instinct. Everything had come so easily for Kaura, but Teyha struggled, hesitated. Her fingers would pause every few seconds over Kaura when her own pleasure distracted her. Kaura flicked her clit lightly when she did, delighting in the squeak and groan that the young woman would make, her back lifting off the bed. She didn't get off on pain, like Kaura does, but it certainly excited and focused her. It was spectacular, watching as the younger woman finally gave in to the experience.

Kaura turned her attention from Teyha, and tilted her head to Janek, placing a searing kiss on his lips. Her fingers swirled around Teyha faster, letting the girl know she was far from forgotten.
 
If passion had been actual heat, Janek's lips would have blistered from the kiss he and Kaura shared. Their tongues danced and slid, and even he couldn't help but moan softly as they made out over Teyha's writhing body. He let the kiss go on for what seemed like eternity, though it was likely just a few minutes, and finally broke it with some reluctance to look back at the little witch-woman. For woman she was, certainly now if not fully before.

"Not too unpleasant, I hope," he panted, keeping firm control over his arousal if not over his heart rate and breathing. "But shall we try another position?"

He guided them gently, with touches and a few soft words, wasting nothing as he brought them together in a way that would please everyone. He had Kaura lie on the bed with her head toward him, and had Teyha straddle her, the classic 69 position with Teyha on top. He himself knelt behind Teyha, partly over Kaura's head, and slowly slid himself back into her body before the collar and her natural muscle recovery had a chance to tighten her up too terribly much; re-adjusting to him would take more time, and he was feeling urgent, regardless of how long he wanted to hold off his orgasm. As they were in position to lick each other (something he was aware Kaura would be curious about, and something he knew both of them had some experience with thanks to the two virgins), he could also slide into the human woman and if she felt so inclined, Kaura could pay some oral attention to his moving shaft or his balls; he wasn't going to dictate her actions, not at this time. There was time for that later.

He gripped Teyha's hips and started pumping again, easily, smoothly. He didn't move up to full speed right off, but he knew she was used to the motion, to a degree, by this point in the evening, so he wasn't afraid of starting off well.
 
Kaura leaned into the kiss, moaning in response to Janek's sounds of pleasure. Her fingers teased and twisted Kaura's nipples, pinching them tightly, pulling back, and releasing, and the Elf smirked slightly at Teyha's gasps, how hard she writhed under her touch, without ever trying to break away. And Teyha stared up, her eyes half-lidded from her pleasure. She watched Kaura and Janek, a wide smile on her face. She wondered if she'd ever find someone she adored as much as Kaura and Janek seemed to care for each other. It was more than sex, even Teyha knew that. Kaura didn't mind in the least that Janek was inside of her, pumping deeply into Teyha's tight body as she panted in pleasure.

Teyha groaned softly when Janek pulled out of her, and looked up, watching how he panted as he suggested the new suggestion. Both women were all too eager to move, and Kaura laid down, her legs spread wide for Teyha. The woman almost hesitated, embarrassed by the prospect of Kaura being so close to her delicate womanhood, but she moved all the same.

She settled herself on top of Kaura, and once they were in place, Janek slid back in, pumping into her once more. Teyha's back arched briefly, and she gave a contented sigh at the fullness inside of her once more. Kaura leaned up, and licked at Teyha's clit a few times while Janek pumped. After a moment she settled on rubbing it with her thumb, her other hand reaching around behind the girl, to press lightly at her ass, and see how she reacted to that.

"Teyha..." Kaura begged softly, and flicked her clit once more to remind her about her task. Teyha nodded quickly, and dipped her head low, her tongue flicking out. She teased Kaura's clit first, swirling lightly before she ran her tongue across the length of her clit. "Kaura..." She mumbled as she worked, her juices strangely pleasant. It was so different from licking the virgins, without the offence of curly hair, slightly sweeter and more delicate tasting. Like an exotic delicacy. Once she began Teyha was more than eager to bury her face in Kaura's folds, her fingers plunging into her, feeling the way up to Kaura's barrier. She paused, and fingered her shallowly, not wanting to hurt the woman.

"Push through." Kaura urged softly, licking lightly at Janek's plunging length. She was panting as hard as Teyha was now, both women shivering in pleasure. The younger woman nodded, and eased two of her fingers into Kaura. She drew back, and plunged deep, snapping through easily. Kaura gasped, and shivered again, her own fingers easily into Teyha's tight ass. She fingered the woman while Janek fucked her, until Teyha was writhing in pleasure, licking desperately.
 
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