"Nononono!" Camalia says all too quickly before pushing herself up onto the table and away from you and Katlin. Everyone is surprised to see Camalias reaction.
So much so the other guests stopped eating their 'desert.' Though this only lasted for a few moments. As Camalia pushed herself away from you she felt her hand sink into something. Something spongy and yet sticky. That something was the rest of the cake you had been eating just a few moments ago.
Camalia hadn't the time to question what her hand was in as only a moment later that same hand slipped sending her face first into the tasty treat. Camalia fell so hard her whole body flipped over, making her press her chest into the once beautiful cake. Though the action had Camalias rear pointed strait at you and Katlin. Camalia pushed herself onto her knees, giving you a full view of everything her lower half held. "Ow" Camalia complained, unaware that the flip had put her into one of your favorite position for a slave. Face down ass up.
"And here I thought desert looked tasty before." Katlin joked before using her index and middle finger to scoop up some of the spilled cake. Before Camalia could try and pick herself up Katlin spread the mixture of cake and frosting over her clit. "Wha...!?" Camalia questioned before looking back to see Katlin licking the frosting off her fingers.
As Camalia tried to process what Katlin had just done you quickly sit on the next to her and wrap your arms around her hips and take hold of her thighs, keeping her in place. "What on...let go of me! This is so indecent!" Camalia quickly tried to pull herself free of your grasps only to end up shaking her rear in the air. Trying to push herself up and out of the cake was no better.
All she did was smear more cake on herself. "Katlin dear I don't think you had enough cake. Not with how Camalia here was so rude as to move before we could finish. Would you like some more?" You question. Katlin looks at Camalias cake covered mound hungrily. Camalia on the other hand froze in place, knowing full well what you were implying. "What!!! NO! I am not a plate and.....and I will not have that done to me by...by a...!"
"A woman." You finish. Katlin giggled at this before she began gently massaging Camalias rear. Camalias breath quickened and she once more struggled to become free of your grasp. "Don't say you never experimented.
I used to practice kissing with my friends all the time." Katlin spoke, slowly bringing her face closer to Camalias clit. "Besides I'll be as much your master as Andrean is soon enough. Guess I should let you know we are to be married in the spring." Camalias eyes widened at the news.
Was she being violated by a engaged man and his wife to be!? "What!? But then why-!!!" Camalia was unable to finish her question as a wave of pleasure shot through her body like a lightning bolt. Katlin had begun licking clean the cake she had placed on Camalias clit. Camalia wriggled in a mixture of pleasure and defiance as she struggled for her freedom.
"No....I....stop it....." Camalia weakly said she tried to fight off the waves of pleasure rippling through her. Camalias struggles quickly lessoned as pleasure took it's hold on her. "Not gonna fight? Man I knew you needed a stress reliver but I didn't think you would submit this quick."
You joke before releasing Camalias rear end. The blond kept her position as Katlin wrapped her arms around her thighs, burying her face deeper into Camalias lower half. "No I....I can't.....please I....it's my first..." Camalia spoke in between breaths. Your smirk grows wider as you realize this is Camalias first sexual experience.
"Camalia? Are you a virgen?" You ask loudly so the whole room could hear. Camalia turns her head to look down, unwilling to answer you. Something you do not appreciate.
Snapping your fingers you signal Katlin to stop. She does so reluctantly, giving you a slight pout. Camalias breathing only intensifies however as she struggles with the loss of her source of pleasure. Her body screamed for satisfaction. Though she kept quiet, unwilling to admit her carnal desires.
Not having a slave answer your questions when asked would be shame on you and your household. You knew you had to force her to answer you but how was the question. Raising your voice might ruin the mood of the party but would be most effective. Of course you could try and play it off coolly and sweet talk her into admitting her inexperience. But would that be enough?
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