Page 43 of Earth Girls are Easy… To Dominate
“If anything hurts, tell us.” Levee moved to the foot of the table and put my legs into the stirrups, then pushed them out wider. “Is this comfortable?”
“Yes.”
“Excellent.” He reached for a pair of scissors and trimmed my pubic hair.
He brushed the trimmings off and then picked up a small machine that fit in the palm of his hand. Levee moved it gently around in circles, and I watched as all my pubic hair disappeared.
“How does that feel?” He ran a finger over the bald skin, and I felt goosebumps rise up.
“Different.” I moaned. “Good.”
He smiled as he cleaned me up with a sponge bath, then he adjusted me so my head was lower than my hips.
I felt him spread something cold around my tight, puckered hole. “What are you doing?”
“Is our pet curious?” he chuckled. “Fosti, turn on the mirror, please.”
“Of course.”
Above me, a smaller mirror appeared that allowed me to see what was happening. Levee spread something on a tube, and then I felt it push against my ring.
“Relax.” He nodded to Fosti who in turn played with my nipples. “You reacted well to that yesterday.”
I felt something warm rush through me, and panic washed over me. “Wait.”
“Yes?”
“I’ve never been touched before, and it feels … overwhelming.” I bit my lip nervously.
Levee pressed a kiss to my hip. “Relax.”
Drawing a shuddering breath, I willed myself to relax.
Levee took care of everything while Fosti leaned down and whispered sweet sentiments and encouragement in my ear.
“We are on a holiday for our anniversary, you were our gift to each other.”
“Am I intru …” I moaned. “Intruding?”
“Not at all.” His trunk moved over to teasing my nipples. “There are so many options we could experience.”
“Playtime will always feel good.” Levee’s voice made me shiver. His hands moved over my slit, pausing at my clit. “Look how responsive you are.”
“Isn’t everyone like this?” I panted wanting to feel more.
“No.” Fosti cupped my face, his thumb stroking my lips. “Because you had never been touched, you may have decided you didn’t like it.”
“That feels … strange.” My eyes widened.
“Is she completely untouched?” He turned to look at Levee.
“She is.” Levee pressed a kiss to the inside of my thigh. “Are you ready to be touched?”
“Yes!” I panted harder.
“I love the small spots on your skin, Kayla.” Fosti watched as Levee played connect the dots with his finger.
“They’re called freckles.” I sighed. “And according to the doctors on earth, it was a trait they tried to breed out.”
