Nila makes more than an ally

As she laid alone in the night, Nila's despair returned. She was exhausted, but she found no peace as dark thoughts raced through her mind. On top of that, the fire had died down, and a storm raged outside. The rain lashed against the windows, and a bone-chilling draft swept through the room. Nila curled up under a bear pelt, but she wouldn't stop shivering. Tears ran down her cheeks, and she sobbed softly, careful to not make any noise. But soon she couldn't hold back any longer, and the princess broke down and wailed. Her body violently convulsed from her **** cries and the deep gasps for air in between.

”Your Grace?”

Nila had not been aware that her handmaiden had entered until she heard Raina's soft voice in the dark. Nila tried to stop crying, tried to tell Raina that everything was well. 'Never show your weakness,' she thought, but her voice failed her, and she broke into another streak of sobs.

Wordlessly, Raina tiptoed over, raised the covers and quietly climbed into the large bed. She nuzzled up behind Nila and embraced her firmly, pressing her soft body tight against her mistress, ”Shush, my princess,” she hummed softly into Nila's ear and caressed her head and hair, ”Raina is here and nobody is going to hurt you.” The two of them remained like that in the dark until her handmaiden's warm embrace and soft words had soothed Nila enough to dare make a confession. ”I have never done it,” she sobbed, ”I have never been with a man. And now I am to be conquered? I haven't even kissed anyone!”

Raina brushed Nila's hair to the side and snuggled her face into her neck, ”Well, I guessed as much,” she admitted, ”But you will be fine, my princess. Do you at least know how it is done?”

”Well, I have seen horses do it.”

”Oh dear.”

Nila began sobbing again. But this time, the handmaiden just wordlessly put a hand on her mistress' ample breast. She touched it softly at first, then she gave it a gentle squeeze and began fondling Nila through the thin fabric of her nightgown. Nila's sobs turned into surprised sniffles, and then into soft whimpers as Raina unlaced Nila's gown, opened it and helped herself to a naked handful, moving her hand almost roughly as to test the weight of Nila's reputable melon. Raina ran her thumb lightly across the big dark nipple back and forth until she felt it stiffen, then slipped another supple hand around the princess, grabbed her other heaving breast and repeated the procedure. Nila moaned and pushed her round arse tighter against her handmaiden. She felt Raina's hot breath against the nape of her neck and how the girl's breathing got heavier and faster as her hands got bolder and more eager.

”Turn around, your grace,” Raina gasped. Nila did, and their eyes met. Raina's pretty blue eyes were veiled with lust while the dark eyes of the princess glimmered from the dampness of her tears. She knew that she must be flushed and look like a mess, but Raina whispered, ”You are so beautiful, my princess,” and she nuzzled in closer and kissed her. She just pressed her full lips softly against Nila's at first, but soon she parted them and snuck her tongue into the princess' mouth. Nila let out a muffled moan of surprised enjoyment. She felt Raina's lips smothering her and tongue twirling and probing while she clumsily did her best to answer the kiss, her very first.

As they kissed, Nila felt her handmaiden's hand drift down, across the soft curve of her belly, down between her thighs and through the mound of her fine-spun dark hair, finally reaching her soaking wet sex. Nila felt embarrassed. Surely Raina would be discouraged by that damned wetness that flowed out of her, making her thighs feel sticky and soaking the sheets, but Raina just moaned appreciatively as her fingers explored Nila's pussy.

Raina slipped a finger inside, and Nila had to break the kiss and she drew a sharp intake of breath. When Raina slipped a second finger inside her and started motioning back and forth the princess writhed and started crying again, but this time out of lust and not despair.

Raina used her other hand to free herself from her gown, and Nila instinctively reached out and cupped her handmaiden's breasts. They were smaller than hers, but still round and plump and perhaps firmer. Almost like her own, yet so very different. Raina smiled and leant down, lowering her breasts to her mistress' face. Nila took her nipples in her mouth one by one and sucked them like a child while Raina's hand relentlessly kept working between her thighs.

It didn't take long. Nila suddenly gave a shudder, and a surprised little squeak escaped her lips. Then her eyes went wide, and it felt like a warm explosion inside her. Her legs twisted and her breasts heaved, and she arched her back and screamed out in such an intense pleasure while her whole body writhed and shuddered.

Nila whimpered exhaustedly as she finally came down from what had been her very first orgasm, ”Wha-what was that?” she asked, bewilderment in her voice.

Raina pulled the covers up and curled up against her mistress, ”Just our next lesson. Shush now and go to sleep, my Princess.”