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    â€œSweet mistress, I feel your sorrow. With my undying love and well-honed sensual skills, I pledge to relieve your pain and give you unimaginable pleasure.”
    Instantly, Tara felt her burdens begin to ease. She removed her hands from the downy softness of Zeta’s wings and allowed the prized hermaphrodite to lead her to the soft blanket that was spread out for their lovemaking.
    Tara lay on her back with her arms stretched upward. Her brown body, glazed by the sun, looked delicious—sweet and edible—like molasses. Zeta sat next to Tara and gazed down, giving her mistress a long, considering look.
    â€œStart with my hair,” Tara said, knowing her attendant had been wondering where she should start. Zeta worked her fingers into Tara’s hair, massaged her scalp, and then pressed her lips against Tara’s neck, tasting her flesh.
    Tara, desiring more than kisses, tilted her head, offering Zeta access to the full length of her long, delicate neck. Zeta licked Tara’s neck; lapped the heated perspiration that was sweet on her tongue. She bit into Tara’s delicate skin. Tara cried out, enjoying the sweet pain. Zeta bit harder, this time leaving behind the indentation of four teeth marks. A soft crooning, a musical sound of yearning, escaped Tara’s lips and floated to Zeta’s ears, persuading the attendant to lick, suck, and kiss the sensitive flesh on Tara’s neck until Tara pleaded for her to stop.
    The goddess and the attendant became entwined, lips merging hungrily, their feminine hips undulating together in an erotic, primal dance. Zeta kissed her way down to Tara’s swollen nipples. She squeezed Tara’s breasts together and used her thumbs totease the pebbled flesh. She opened her mouth, inviting her mistress to lift up and rest on her elbows as she fed her attendant her plum-colored pearls.
    At first, Zeta flicked her tongue against Tara’s firm nipples, and then sucked each pearl. Tara, her body flushed with arousal, began to feel a familiar ache as intense heat flooded her body and her thighs became drenched with her juices.
    â€œUse your shaft and take me,” Tara uttered breathily and curled on her side, displaying her beautifully rounded buttocks.
    â€œYes, mistress.” Obligingly, Zeta positioned herself behind Tara. Possessing both male and female genitals, Zeta was overly-stimulated. Unbearably so.
    Zeta’s penis throbbed with yearning, while beneath the pulsing male appendage, her wet vagina clenched with need. But being a superior and disciplined attendant, Zeta suppressed her urges and ignored the hot wanting inside her female organ.
    Deftly, Zeta pressed her rapidly growing hardness against her mistress’s lovely rump. With an arm draped over Tara’s side, Zeta used her longest finger to caress Tara’s clitoris. Enjoying the heightened sensation of dual stimulation, Tara rotated her hips and moaned softly as she rocked to and fro’, thrusting into Zeta’s finger while at the same time bumping against her attendant’s rigid maleness.
    Now, panting, Tara called out, “Oh, my lovely Zeta!” Tara knew Zeta would recognize her desperate cry and properly prepare her for entry.
    As expected, Zeta crouched down, her suckling lips seeking the pleasure of sipping Tara’s nectar. Her thirst quenched, Zeta nibbled her way backward, her hands tenderly separating Tara’s smooth buttocks.
    Gingerly, she licked the ridged rim and then inserted a quickand darting tongue inside Tara’s tight and delicate anus, teasing it into opening for her; grazing at the small hole until Tara gasped and whimpered with pleasure.
    Zeta withdrew her tongue and spoke with her mouth enclosed in the flagrant valley between Tara’s buttocks. “Your taste rivals the sweetest fruit on the Goddess Realm; I could lick your anus for all of eternity if I were allowed to.”
    Zeta’s words stimulated her