Right now

"Now, please," you beg, your body aching.

"It would be my pleasure, Your Majesty," Serron says. He rinses the cloth one more time and slides his hand between your thighs, the soft material rubbing against your skin. You draw a sharp breath, your legs clenching together. "Relax, Sir. I won't hurt you."

You've been guarding this secret for so long, you're not sure how to relax, but after a moment, you allow him to part your legs, washing your inner thighs, his hand sliding up under the towel.

"This will only get in the way, now," he says, reaching up and lifting the towel off your lap, exposing your straining cock. His eyes widen. "The Mother has blessed you in many ways." A whimper rises in your throat as he washes your groin, the cloth grazing the base of your shaft, ghosting across your balls. Then he drops the wash cloth into the basin and wraps his hand around your cock. "Such a fine example of manhood should not be neglected, either," Serron says, leaning close and taking your cock head into his mouth.

"Oh, Serron," you gasp, your pussy clenching. You had never imagined lips and tongue could feel so good, his mouth so warm and wet, lips tight against your skin, tongue tracing every sensitive curve of your crown, but it only makes the Goddess more angry, your insides aching. "Serron, please...my pussy..."

"Of course, Your Majesty," he says, drawing back. He runs his hands up your inner thighs. "I need you to open for me. Show me your secret."

Your heart pounding, you spread your legs wide, the cool air on your hot slit making you shiver. Serron lifts your heavy scrotum, a look of wonder on his face as he beholds the 'gift' you never knew what to do with. Your breath catches as he reaches up, soft fingertips stroking your fleshy folds, then he leans in, his breath warm upon your skin, and you gasp as he runs his tongue up your slit.

"The legends are true," he says, licking his lips. "You taste like honey, like nectar." He presses his face back between your thighs and you moan as he licks your nether lips, lapping up your sweet juices. His tongue slides between your hot, wet folds and you shudder in pleasure as he finds the heart of the throbbing ache in your pussy, licking and flicking his tongue across your clit.

"Oh! Oh, Serron, please..." you beg, your body trembling as the pleasure builds, shuddering waves that awaken a hunger within you, a need you must satisfy. Your valet spreads your sensitive folds and wraps his lips around your swollen clit, sucking gently as he strokes your nub with his tongue. Your back arches, your hands grabbing at the shoulders of his uniform, gripping handfuls of the cloth until your knuckles turn white.

"Yes! Oh, fuck, Serron, don't stop! Oh, fuck yes!" You've never felt anything like it, the pleasure rolling, thundering through your body, harder and more intense than jerking off, and just when you think you've reached the pinnacle, Serron sucks harder, his tongue swirling around your throbbing clit, pushing you to the peak and over the edge.

"Oh, fuck! Oh, fuckfuckfuck!" you shout, your thighs closing, trapping his head against your pussy. You feel your womb clench, quivering in ecstasy, and then your muscles relax, the fire inside of you quenched, the pain gone. You open your legs, releasing your valet, and he draws back, a dazed smile on his face, his lips and chin dripping with your juices.

"Thank you, Your Majesty," he says, climbing slowly to his feet. You can see the hard outline of his cock in his trousers, a small, wet spot where he leaked precum. Suddenly, you wonder what it would feel like to have that cock inside of you.