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"Open my breeches," he said to her.
Her cheeks flamed; she could feel it. But again she didn't hesitate. She pulled the
fabric forward over the hook until the hook slipped out and let it go. And now she could
see his sex, bulging there, painfully twisted. She wanted suddenly to kiss it, but she didn't
dare and was shocked at her impulse.
He had lifted it free. It was hard. She thought of it between her legs, filling her,
rough and too big for her virginal opening, and of that terrible pleasure which had suffused
her and wasted her the night before, and she knew she was blushing furiously.
"Now go to the stand in the corner," he said, "and bring back the basin with water
in it."
She almost scurried across the floor. Several times in the Inn he had told her to
move fast, and though she had hated it at first, she now did it instinctively. She brought
the basin in both hands and set it down. There was a cloth in the water.
"Wring out the cloth tightly," he said, "and bathe me quickly."
She did as she was told at once, staring in amazement at his sex, its length, its
hardness, and the tip of it with its tiny opening. She had been so sore from it yesterday,
yet that pleasure had paralyzed her. Never had she guessed at such a secret.
"Now, do you know what I want of you?" the Prince said gently. His had lovingly
stroked her cheek, lifting her hair back. She ached to look at him. She wished so much he
would command her to look into his eyes. It terrified her, but after the first instant it was
so wondrous to her, his expression, that handsome and almost delicate face, and those
black eyes that seemed to accept no compromise.
"No, my Prince, but whatever it is..." she started.
"Yes, darling...you are being very good. I want you to take it in your mouth,
stroke it with your tongue and your lips."
She was shocked. She had never thought of this. She thought suddenly, cruelly of
who she had been, a Princess, and she thought of all her young life before she had fallen
asleep, and she almost gave a little whimper. But this was her Prince who was
commanding her, not some dreadful person she was being given to as a wife who might
have demanded this of her. She closed her eyes and took it into her mouth, feeling its
huge size, its hardness.