I lay in the crook of Lady Silverstein's arm, my fingers trailing circles on her stomach as she sat in her afterglow. At one point she had ripped off her bodice to catch her breath around her fourth orgasm. The woman was absolutely insatiable. Her breath was coming hard still as she stared up at the ceiling.
I kept my tender ass from laying on the bed while I propped myself on her shoulder, “You doing alright M’Lady?”
“Yes,” She was breathless as her hand finally wrapped around and ran fingers down my spine sending shivers there. “Mind if I smoke?”
“Only if you share,” I demanded as we parted just enough.
She reached into the drawer of her bed table and pulled out a pungent giggle weed cigarette. Placing that on her lips she pulled her matches out and struck up. The strong skunky smell of the more potent stuff hit my nose and I could feel my eyes dilate. She took a deep inhale before handing it to me.
Taking my own breath in, I leaned back and stared at the ceiling. Letting the feeling of satisfaction roll over me. “Mmmm, that’s the good stuff. You should tell Mother who your supplier is. She gets the ladies the cheap stuff.”
“Hmmm.” She looked at me and I dutifully took in a lungful and pressed out lips together. As we made out I exhaled the smoke into her and she took it in to hold it. Breaking off the kiss to blow her billowy cloud out and taking it back for now. “You’ve ruined me for other women, you know that don’t you Ellen?”
I kissed her chest and trailed my lips around her shoulder and neck, “Don’t say that. I just want you to have the best nights when you’re with me. I take pride in my work. And… I don’t take on many clients.”
Her deep hit silenced her as she passed it back to me. I took my own breath and waited for her to continue. Smoke left her as she spoke, “Yeah, making sure we are discrete and all that. But still, none of my lovers would ever dream of more than some fingers with each other. None of them are bold, quaking in their worries. Not like you younger girls.”
I kissed her again, this time without the smoke and when I pulled back I looked in her eyes and saw the deep want there. The loneliness of having to live these secret lives and desires. I took another drag and handed it off to her before blowing smoke rings into the air. “Why did you stop taking in younger impressionable girls that refused to marry? You have mementos from them.”
She sighed and shook her head, “I don’t want to talk about it.” She took a hit and we traded lungfuls while kissing this time from her to me and I sat back holding it in as long as I could. Soaking in the smoke to get a better high.
“Seems a shame, to raise someone up with education. Only for them to turn around and leave you.”
“You leave me,” She grumped as she pulled the giggle week away from my questing hand. I pouted looking into her eyes.
“That’s not fair to compare. I’m a professional and I have a boss to report to. They should have been thankful for all they got and gave back in return. There must be something you are not sharing.” I walked my fingers up her chest and booped her nose with a fingertip.
“It hurts, Ellen. When they leave they don’t write, they don’t come back. They just leave the cage I nursed them in and never thing about me again.” She passed it back to me and I took a hit before leaning over and dabbing the ashes away before they fell on her bed. I was straddling her and leaned back to sit up. Pulling my hair behind my head and looking down at her.
“That sounds awful.” I took a much deeper lungful to blow several rings into the air. Her hands trailed up my stomach and ran nails down until goose flesh erupted down my body. “And your spinsters?”
“They just don’t want the deep satisfaction I want. They get their little peaks, barely making noise like we are sinning in the face of whatever God they believe in and then with shame sprint off.”
Putting my fingers to her lips with the cigarette she took a breath in and held it while I contemplated her words. I trailed fingers down her throat and chest, at the thick blush there from the drugs kicking in. “Well, I can see why that would be frustrating.”
“Do you see somebody outside of work, Ellen?” She pulled and sat up so we were facing each other, me in her lap while she was against the wall.
“Would you be jealous if I said yes?” At her nod I gave her another pout, “If you must know. I do. There were a few other girls my age that I played with but nothing serious. Just an excuse to spend time out of the brothel.”
“You could spend time with me,” She suggested as she took a breath and we traded again.
I kissed the side of her face and down her neck as I thought. “No, I can’t. We already have had the deal between us and it would taint everything. Each time we would be together you would remember that I came because I wanted something and not just because I wanted to be here. You would resent me eventually and then I’d head back to Mother. It wouldn’t work.”
Her head thumped against the bed as she dashed some ash in her tray again. “You’re right. How did you get so wise when you’re so young.”
“When you start acting like an adult at twelve it tends to happen.” I took another hit and wrapped my arms around her head. “What do you want for the rest of the night? You want me to go to another room?”
“Cuddle me?” I could see the hope in her eyes. It wasn’t usually the arrangement but I kissed her gently and thought about it. Our tongues danced and I bit onto her lip and pulled until she gasped.
“Okay, I’ll stay in here with you.”
“And tomorrow? Will you stay tomorrow?” She tried not to sound desperate as we locked eyes and I stroked her hair.
Frowning I tried to make an excuse on why that would be a bad idea. “You know the Garden’s rules. If we do anything tomorrow I’ll have to charge you again. That is just how it is. And I’d rather not feel like you had me stay just to get some more… use out of me.”
“No sex, but maybe a kiss goodbye when you’re done here for the day. It’ll keep you from the brothel for a little longer. I’ll get you a new dress-”
I tapped her lips to silence her, “No. You’ll send for a dress from the Garden. Not getting me anything. We can just have breakfast, maybe go on a stroll into town, but, No. Getting. Me. Things.”
This time it was her turn to pout, “But I want to spoil you.” She handed me the cigarette and stroked my hips in her hands. I looked at her while I used the last of the smokable size and we traded kisses once more
I kissed her forehead while she held her breath and set my cheek there. “You can spoil me by not treating me like a whore for the day. Though, just to warn you. I’m going to have to have breakfast naked. There is no way I’m getting back into those filthy clothes.”
“I was going to keep them anyway.” She said nonchalantly as she kissed my collar and chest. Basking in the afterglow of the night. “Now, I’ve had plenty of mine and I couldn’t stand another orgasm. But you’ve only had your one.”
I felt myself quiver. “And your point?” I hoped I knew where this was going. And when her hand stroked my pussy and the dew it still had I smiled.
“If I can’t treat you like a whore tomorrow, then you’ll have to be one tonight.”
“Mmmmmm,” I ground against her fingers as she played my body like an instrument. “Maybe just a little longer.” The high was truly setting in as her teeth latched upon my breast and nipped just enough to ride that edge I found delicious.
…
I was truly exhausted after she had treated me to my own few peaks and was laying on my stomach. Her fingers trailing up my spine as she looked into my eyes. “You’re just too tempting, Ellen. Too much to want.”
“Does that mean you don’t want to have me again sometime. That this is the last?” I felt worried. Not just because she was a landfall of good work but that she actually reciprocated when we were together. Most customers were very, very selfish.
She sighed, “I asked you to stay tomorrow because I’m moving. My sister is having another child and she wants me to live as a nanny for her. I could stop spinning cloth in all my downtime to make the few marks I can. It is just so mindless, and I never could have kids of my own.”
I turned towards her, wrapping my arms around her neck and pulling her on top of me. Letting her stare down at me with her hair a curtain around us. “Then you should. I can see the ache you have. You don’t want to be alone do you.” She shook her head and I brought her head to my chest. Ignoring the stinging of my ass on the bed as I stroked her hair. “Send me your address. If you think you could get away with a night with me you can send me a summons. I have been working in the castle but… I can take some time to come see you.”
“For a price,” She scoffed, but she didn’t move away from me. It didn’t mean it didn’t hurt us both though.
“Sorry,” I stroked her head as she grew more still and quiet.
“I’m going to get some sleep. I cancelled my wake up time for tomorrow so we can both sleep in.” We rolled so I was spooning her, my hand on her belly. I pressed my body against hers as she pulled up a blanket that was left aside so it didn’t get damp and cold.
“Whoever wakes up first makes breakfast?” I suggested and she chuckled.
Turning over just enough we kissed one final time for the night and we met each other’s eyes. She nodded once and looked away from me. “I’ll send for your dress first thing in the morning.”
“Goodnight Giselle,” I kissed her cheek. Giving her the warmth of calling her by her first name.
“Goodnight Ellen.”