Act With Directness

 Christine made a gesture that, were she actually wearing clothing, could easily have been a curtsey. And then, a second, her head was between my legs, and I could feel her tongue flicking up and down my clit. Under the gag, I could only get out something like a faint groan, and with the knots, I could only move in limited gyrations, which made the pleasure seem to build up in an irresistible way. 
   The woman laughed, then she leaned down, and pulled Christine’s head away. I sighed, simultaneously glad and disappointment that it had stopped. 
   “I’m glad to see some enthusiasm in your work from you, Christine,” she said. “But that’s not the best way to do it. Certainly you have identified the most sensitive on her body. But it’s not necessarily the place to start. Do you understand?”


 Christine bowed her head.
“Heat the clay before working it,” the woman continued. “A human is a just another kind of clay. Try again.”
Christine sat next to me and started to gently caress my stomach with the tips of her fingers. She then moved up my hips, carefully. Although it felt good, the knowledge that this was only delaying what she had been doing earlier drove me almost crazy.
After going up and down my body a few times, her hand approached by right breast. She glanced up at the woman, who nodded, smiling. Christine started to play gently with my nipple. A few seconds later, she started to lick on the one nearer to her and her right dropped down my stomach. I started to involuntarily shift and moan.
And then, again, to the approval of the woman, her hand moved between my legs. By this point, I wanted her to touch me there so much it nearly hurt. And finally, she did. It felt just as good as I hoped it would. She pulled her head away from my head and started to insert her fingers into my body.
A few minutes of slow motion later, her head was again between my legs. And she stayed there until I finally came. With that, Christine stood up and faced the woman.
She nodded. “Very good,” she said. “You’re dismissed.”

 Christine left, and she sat next to me.