Farewell, sweet inhibitions

Cathy quickly stripped out of her outfit, with Sholeh looking at her intently as the redhead soon stood naked in the room, her clothes now lying in a heap on the floor.
“Good,” Sholeh said to Cathy, still looking at her now completely bared body while she rubbed her free hand against her thigh, creasing the heavy robe which she was currently wearing, “now drink this. Not too much, just three or four sips of it.”

Accepting the bottle which Sholeh offered her, Cathy looked at its blue glass for a brief second, before lifting it up to her lips and allowing the fluid inside to run into her mouth.

The potion tasted sweet and fresh, much better than Cathy had feared, and she found herself taking four sips rather then three, even having a hard time to pull the bottle away from her lips once she had done so.

“How do you feel?” Sholeh asked her.
The question from the herbalist caused Cathy to pause and consider how she was feeling, and she found that nothing really felt that different. In fact, she wondered if the potion had had any effect on her whatsoever. That would something of an anti-climax, although Cathy had to admit that she wouldn’t mind seeing Kara’s disappointed face once she realised that she would have to let Cathy see her mistress, without getting anything in return.

Then, Cathy looked at Sholeh for the first time since she had drunk the potion, and she found herself looking at how the pale girl’s large tits were standing out from her chest under her heavy garment.

Putting the bottle down and grabbing a small, sharp knife from the nearest table, Cathy calmly walked over to Sholeh, and then brought up the blade.

Sholeh had no time to react as Cathy suddenly slashed her robe, carefully making sure not crease Sholeh’s fair skin as she cut down the front of the article of clothing.
Satisfied that the robe was properly trashed, Cathy pulled apart its shredded front, allowing her to get a first peek at the other woman’s breasts.

Immediately, Cathy began to suck on Sholeh’s hard nipples, her tongue slithering around the erect buds while the pale woman moaned with lust.

So far, Sholeh was behaving as if she had expected this; not making any sign of resistance or even vocally protesting but instead allowing Cathy to have her way with her.

“The purpose of the potion is to dull out a person’s inhibitions,” Sholeh told Cathy, who barely listened to her, “to allow them to fully let themselves go. Mistress Perrima and I believe that the nobles and merchant princes will love it.”

Finished with Sholeh’s chest for now, Cathy ripped open the rest of the black-haired woman’s robe, smiling at what she found under it.

In her normal state, the realisation that Sholeh was equipped with a long hard cock would have at least Cathy to pause, but now she didn’t even waste a second in getting down on her knees in front of Sholeh’s crotch, watching the semi-erect tube of meat stand out from her pelvis.

Grabbing hold of Sholeh’s cock, she began to suckle the head of the thickening cock, while running her hand along its length, thus finding out that behind her cock, Sholeh had an ordinary but unusually tight little cunt.