Beyond Charybdis by Bruce McLachlan Page B

her suit to pinch them softly, rubbing the constricting nylon. ‘But I’m seventeen and I think that’s plenty old enough, don’t you?’ she asked, pouting. ‘Yet they won’t even let me have sex yet, not until I’ve proved myself in some way. It doesn’t seem fair, does it?’ She moved behind Mina and sank to her knees as she took hold of Mina’s buttocks. ‘I’ve heard about you, Mina. Everyone talks about you. No slave has ever prompted the sort of actions you have incited in your owners and in others. Some say you used to be an assassin. Is that true?’
    Mina did not respond, only continued to stand still and tense as she felt the young lips brushing her bottom, skimming the soft pelt, her words sending warm exhales across her rounded cheeks.
    â€˜You must be skilled in so many things. I am too, and I’ll prove it. I’ll show you I’m good enough, just to prove a point between us.’
    Mina knew the girl wanted to prove her erotic skills to someone, anyone, be it a Nymph or a Titan, or even a slave everyone regarded so highly. She felt the buckles of her crotch-piece being removed, and then the girl’s fingers pulling the plugging dildos free, making her gasp and sway beneath their flight after their long companionship. The small hands then reached between her legs and grabbed her reins, pulling down on them to bend Mina at the waist as she steered her over to a corner. With her head pressed into the space where two walls met, Mina was held at the required angle as the girl sought access to her bottom. Her soft features nestled between Mina’s buttocks, her lips grazing her sphincter as her tongue slithered in. She started fervently suckling and kissing the pony-girl’s dark orifice, thrusting her tongue deep in the style of penetration, the soft, slippery organ darting back and forth tasting as deeply of Mina as she could manage.
    â€˜That’s it... let me in,’ she muttered, using a finger to plunge into the slick sphincter. ‘Mm, I’m good, aren’t I?’
    Mina gave a breathless whinny of affirmation as the digit curled and wriggled inside her before slipping out and allowing the tongue to thrust back in. The girl possessed a strong, deft organ, and her enthusiasm and hunger more than made up for her lack of experience. Rising, she trailed her young breasts through the cleft of Mina’s buttocks before turning her around, and pressing her back against the wall as she sank to her knees and shoved her face into Mina’s sex, driving forward so her nose slid through her vulva, rubbing against her clitoris as she drank deeply of her juices and her rich sexual scent. Gasping with arousal, the girl plunged her tongue into Mina’s pussy, making her mewl with delight. The pleasure of the dildos had been good, but in her opinion nothing surpassed or even rivalled a good session of cunnilingus. She closed her eyes, losing herself to the feel of the young English girl’s flitting tongue as it thrashed against her clitoris and drove as far as it could into her pussy, probing and exploring.
    â€˜Come on, Mina, I want to see you come,’ the girl gasped. ‘I want to see the body everyone wants quivering because of what I’ve done to it. Prove I’m good, Mina,’ she urged softly, rubbing her sex lips with fervent adoration before running her fingers across her tongue and lapping up the salty juices coating them as she smiled up at Mina’s bound body. Then her tongue slithered back in, fawning upon her, bringing her to a sudden and incredibly intense climax. And as Mina’s body thrashed against the wall in the throes of bliss, the girl’s tongue worked faster and more diligently, the famous slave’s response enticing and exciting her, making her wild with vivacious passion.
    â€˜Now that I’ve serviced you, Mina,’ she looked up at her worshipfully as she spoke, clearly