See if I meant it.....he put his hand down to my pussy and went inside my panties. He waited to see if I chickened out in front of Alan. I stood and l...oked Alan straight in the eye and moved my legs wider apart. I let Jim play with my pussy while he watched. Then he walked over and really nervously he put his hand on my other tit. I moaned because I wanted him to know that I wanted it.He played with my nipple and to show him he could have me I put my hand on his bulge and felt the line of his. Do so.” Xena’s voice croaked as she spoke. “M-My Lady...” she forced herself to say. Flavia’s features remained as stony as ever, her eyes just as ice-like. If anything, Xena was more in terror of her than she was of Venetia. She recalled some of the appalling things she had done to her... and had made her do. Oh... if only she could turn back the clock! Too late. Far too late. Now Venetia was speaking again. “Slave,” she said, “I am going to outline what I have in mind for you. You are rather. He felt like she was accusing him the way his dad did and it just made him feel defensive. He knew he was a shitty fiancé, he knew he was hurting Grace, he didn’t need other people to tell him that. He had resisted getting help for so long. His pride was what was holding him back, there was a part of him that thought it was a sign of weakness to talk to a stranger about his problems. He was a man, shouldn’t he be able to deal with them himself? He’d finally caved in when he’d figured out that. Lana led me back up to our room. I closed the door this time and she came to me and held me, kissed my mouth softly. We undressed each other slowly, savouring the revelation of the flesh as each piece of clothing was opened or removed. She sat on the edge of the bed and I knelt before her and buried my face in her. She placed her hands in my hair and encouraged me with soft mewlings and some stronger indications of pleasure. I did not get, then, to bring her to her climax. Gently, she lifted me.