Page 70 of Darkest Desire

Nowhere on your body but what about in your body? whispered a little voice in her head.

Phoebe took a deep breath. This was going to hurt. She still had the non-con bracelets on and she was probably going to shock herself badly.

Maybe not if I use the sheet.

Moving as unobtrusively as she could, she transferred the crystal to her left hand and twisted her right hand in a fold of the heavy silver sheet. Then she transferred the crystal back to her right hand, making sure that it covered the manacle on her wrist. Reaching down between her legs, she slid The Finger of the Goddess down the length of her pussy slit until she found the mouth of her pussy.

It really wasn’t much different from putting in a tampon—albeit a large one— she thought as the smooth opalescent crystal slipped inside her. It went in easily, even though she had no lubrication. It was almost as though the crystal wanted to be inside her. And once it was in, she didn’t even have to clench her inner muscles—it didn’t seem to want to come out.

All this time, the nurse was searching through the square display cases on the headboard and talking—sometimes to herself and sometimes to the Emperor.

“Where did it go? Lord Thruck will be so upset! It’s almost time to brew a new batch of Sparkler and how can he do it without the Lust Finger?”

“Lord Thruck took it.” The Emperor’s voice sounded slightly stronger now, Phoebe thought.

“He did? But why?” the nurse demanded.

“Don’t know. Leave me be, woman! I’m tired!”

“Not until you eat your gruel. Let me get the bowl and I’ll sit here and feed it to you,” Phoebe heard the nurse say.

Please sit on the other side of the bed! Please sit on the other side! she begged silently. Please?—

And then a heavy weight sat right on her head, crushing her face into the mattress.

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PHOEBE

“Mmmph!” Phoebe couldn’t hold still any longer—she couldn’t breathe!

“Oh!” the nurse gasped and jumped up.

A moment later the thick, heavy comforter was being pulled back and Phoebe was exposed. She twisted around and looked up to see a tall woman with iron gray hair and a long nose staring down at her.

“Who are you and what are you doing in the Shining One’s bed?” she demanded.

“I…I’m a guest in the palace,” Phoebe babbled. “I came here looking for Humpty—he’s the servant who’s assigned to me and my Master. But I found myself here instead and when I heard you come in I got scared so I dived under the covers!”

It was more or less true, but she could tell the nurse wasn’t buying a word of it.

“Balderdash!” she exclaimed, glaring down at Phoebe. “I never heard such a pack of lies in all my life! You get out of the Emperor’s bed at once!” She reached into her pocket and suddenly a small but lethal looking snub-nosed blaster was in her hand.

Phoebe got slowly out of the bed.

“Okay, all right, I’m sorry,” she said, holding up her hands in a “don’t shoot” gesture. “I’ll just go back to my room and leave you alone.”

She headed for the door, but the nurse shook her head.

“I don’t think so, Missy! You’re going to answer for your crimes to Lord Thruck. I think he’ll have something to say about you sneaking into the Emperor’s room—and his bed!”

“But it was an accident!” Phoebe pleaded. “Please, I was just?—”

“I don’t want to hear any more of your lying!” The nurse gestured with her blaster at the door. “We’re leaving now—I heard the males coming back from the hunt just a minute ago. So we can see what Lord Thruck makes of your story!”

Phoebe bit her lip. Well at least if everyone was back from the hunt, Sirex should be there to back her up.

“All right,” she said, keeping her hands up and trying to make her voice calm. “I’ll come with you—just don’t shoot.”

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