To Love Again - Bertrice Small [83]
Cailin swallowed her apprehension at being nude before strangers. No one else was embarrassed. It was obviously a normal procedure in circumstances such as these. The obvious admiration for her in the blue eyes of the male trio was flattering. “Who are they?” she asked Jovian.
“Your fellow players,” he said smoothly, and then asked her, “How did you and your husband make love, my dear? The positions you assumed, I mean,” he further explained. Then he continued, answering his own question, “You lay upon your back, I surmise, and he rode you?”
Cailin nodded, swallowing silently. She was suddenly cold.
Casia put her arm about her. “Do not be frightened,” she said in kindly tones. “No one is going to hurt you, Cailin. You are really very fortunate to have been chosen by Jovian for this entertainment.”
“Surely you are not fearful?” Jovian fussed at her. “I told you that in this one matter you could trust me. It is simply the unknown that distresses you. Very well then, let us demystify your fears. Your fellow players cannot speak, although they hear. I have decided to call them Apollo, Castor, and Pollux. The physician tells me you are healthy in all respects, and more than ready to receive a man’s homage. These three are to be your lovers.”
“They are slaves as I am,” Cailin said. “Where is the profit in that, my lord? How can I earn my freedom lying with slaves?”
Jovian chuckled. She might be afraid, but she had not lost sight of all he had told her. “Your lovemaking shall be an entertainment for our clients, Cailin. Twice weekly you four shall perform a playlet of my devising.” He then went on to explain what would be required of her: “I realize that you have never had a man enter through your temple of Sodom. That is why Casia is here today. It is a particular specialty of hers. If you see her carrying out this manner of lovemaking, you shall see there is nothing to be apprehensive about. Casia, take your position. Pollux and Castor, attend her. Now watch carefully, Cailin. You will be required to do what Casia does.”
Casia fell to her knees. Castor, standing before her, rubbed his male organ against her lips. Opening her mouth, she absorbed him before Cailin’s shocked eyes. She suckled strongly upon his manhood.
“She is arousing him by means of the sucking action, and by teasing his flesh with her tongue,” Jovian explained matter-of-factly. “See, he is already engorged with his lust. He’s an eager young fellow.”
Casia could no longer contain the Northman within her mouth. She positioned herself on her hands and knees. Castor moved behind her and knelt. Using his hand to guide himself, he pushed between the tight half-moons of her bottom. Casia groaned softly, and as she did, Pollux tipped her head up with one hand while offering the girl his manhood to entertain within her mouth. Grasping her hips in his big hands, Castor very slowly inserted himself within the kneeling Casia. Then he began to pump her with equally slow, long, majestic strokes of his manhood.
“I cannot possibly do that,” Cailin protested.
“Of course you can, and you will not only do that, but more, my dear,” Jovian assured her. “You will note how careful he is with her. As filled with lust as he is, he is tender. He must be lest he damage her. He would forfeit his life if he did, and he knows it.” Jovian suddenly put an arm about Cailin, and drawing her next to him, he put a hand between her nether lips, to her shocked surprise. “Ahh, good, you are already moist with beginning desire, despite those maidenly protests you are going to make to me. Apollo, come here and sooth our little novice. Lay her on her back and give her a good fucking.”
Strangely, it was the gentle pity in Apollo’s eyes that hardened Cailin’s heart that day. She realized then that if she were not the mistress of this situation, the three brothers would bully her in their performance ever after. She lay down upon a mat placed on the marble floor and, spreading her legs wide, observed