They have some fun

Eirtaé hands slid their way up Padmé's torso, to gently envelop her budding breasts. Padmé sighed slightly as the blonde girl's hands stimulated her small nipples. Eirtaé was so beautiful...so intelligent...so PERFECT. Padmé often wondered if Eirtaé should have been the queen of Naboo instead of her. It had been such a close election after all. And Eirtaé had taken such control of this intimate social circle. As she continued to caress Padmé's sensitive breasts, she found herself wondering if perhaps she should be the handmaiden, and Eirtaé the queen.

Sabé slid one hand down from her breast, slowly lowering it across her stomach, down to her perfect, hairless pussy. As she stood facing Padmé and Eirtaé from the other side of the large royal bath built into the floor, she smiled wickedly and began sliding her middle finger slowly across her small pussy lips.

Eirtaé mirrored the movement, sliding her hand down Padmé's torso until she made contact with the queen's own hairless slit.

"You see?" Rabé asked as she dutifully finished putting away Padmé's wardrobe and began to disrobe herself. "I shaved our highness this morning. They match perfectly now. In every way."

Eirtaé smiled to herself as she slid her hands back to Padmé's tight ass and gently pushed her forward towards the bath. Padmé allowed herself to step into the warm water, slowly adjusting to the temperature as she descended into large bath. Like the proper mirror she was trained to be, Sabé stepped in one leg at a time, precisely duplicating the movements of her elected sovereign.

Padmé knew what she was in store for. It was something Eirtaé had begun between them. A strange kind of sexual bonding now existed between she and her handmaidens. At first Padmé had merely thought Eirtaé was a lesbian, pure and simple. But in the secret and tender moments the young women had shared in this room and others throughout the palace, Padmé had begun to see the method in Eirtaé madness. There was a purpose to this ritual, a union of sorts. In fact Eirtaé had explained to her that the sexual bonding of handmaiden and queen was as much a part of Nabooian royal history as residency in the Theed palace itself. It was a part, Eirtaé had explained, of the trust and love necessary to continuously place one's life in the hands of another woman.

Padmé considered it all as Sabé approached her in the water and Rabé's beautiful brunette form slinked into the water to her right. Indeed it was a secret part of her people's history, Eirtaé knew more about aristocracy than she ever would. But as Sabé drew close and slid her wet hands up Padmé's body, the young queen realized the truth. She was doing this because she needed it. Because part of her absolutely loved it.

"Wash our queen's perfect body, Rabé." Eirtaé instructed, taking control yet again. "Wash her dirty little body clean..."

Eirtaé had removed most of her clothes and was sitting with only her legs in the large bath, absent mindedly fingering herself as she watched. Padmé and Sabé found each other's mouths and tenderly kissed while caressing one another's perfect breasts. Rabé took a soapy hand sponge from the side of the bath and gently traced it up and down Padmé's back and then down her arms, the soap suds sliding down her perfect form and onto Sabé as the two entwined their young bodies further.

"Good..." Eirtaé whispered as she continued touching herself. Her middle finger was now inside her wet slit up to the knuckle while her other hand gently pinched her right nipple.

"Now Sabé..." Eirtaé continued. "Give her your tongue, baby."