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noticed Reece, or Nasir as he appeared to everyone in this time, she hesitated.
    “Have you not finished the duties I assigned?” the woman asked.
    “She’s been completely shaven as you instructed. I thought I might wash the rest of her now.”
    “That is my job.” She scowled at Reece and then took the soap from his hand.

    “I’m already clean, thanks,” Lara said when the woman began to rub soap over her back.
    “You are so tense, princess,” the woman said. She spoke Turkish in halting syllables. Lara decided she was a native of Africa and like Nasir, Turkish was not her first language.
    “I am having a hard time relaxing,” Lara admitted. She grinned at Reece, who was watching the woman’s hands move over Lara’s shoulders.
    “Allow me to assist you.” The woman moved to stand behind her. “I will make you feel nice.” Lara and Reece exchanged nervous glances as the woman’s soapy hands moved from Lara’s back to her collarbones and then her breasts. When Lara started to move away, Reece shook his head sharply. Lara had never been touched by a woman and for someone whose job it was to wash her, the servant was certainly spending a lot of time rubbing Lara’s nipples. Rolling them between her thumb and forefinger. Plucking at them. Soaping them again. Surely they were the cleanest—and hardest—nipples on the whole damned planet.
    “I will help you,” the woman said in a low purr in Lara’s ear. “Relax, princess.”
    “Maisha, I’m fine. Really,” Lara protested, but her host’s body, Farima’s body was eager to accept the woman’s touch. It wasn’t shocking or awkward, but rather routine.
    Pleasant. Arousing.
    Reece was watching the woman’s dark hands move over Lara’s creamy skin with a glazed look in his eye. Was this turning him on? To see her touched by another woman?
    Maisha pressed her small breasts into Lara’s back and Lara jerked. “Shh, my princess,” she crooned, stil rubbing Lara’s breasts. Lara didn’t think there was soap involved at this point. Reece’s hands moved to cover Maisha’s and their combined hands massaged Lara’s suddenly aching breasts. She wasn’t sure when this experience had gone from awkward to arousing, but she stared into Reece’s eyes and leaned back against Maisha as they stroked her skin. Lara’s breathing quickened as the pair plucked at her nipples and then their hands moved lower, over her belly, her hips.
    Someone’s fingers brushed her clit and her knees buckled.
    “Almost, princess,” Maisha said. “Relax. Al ow us to ease your tension.” Reece lowered his head to suck Lara’s nipple, while several sets of fingers stroked her clit, her labia, the opening between them. Lara clung to Reece’s hair as she Maisha’s hand brought her to quickly orgasm. Lara shuddered in bliss.
    Her entire body went limp and the pair sandwiched her between them.
    “Feeling better, my princess?” Maisha whispered into her ear.
    Lara couldn’t form a coherent thought, much less a word.
    “I think she needs another one,” Reece said.
    “She has had a stressful day,” Maisha said, a hint of humor in her husky voice.
    “Do you ever pleasure your princess with your mouth?” Reece asked.
    Lara stiffened and her eyes widened. She couldn’t believe he would ask the woman that.
    “Almost daily,” Maisha said.
    “But not today?” Reece pressed.
    “Wait,” Lara said.
    “You are here today, Nasir. Otherwise—”

    “Don’t allow my presence to interrupt your routine,” Reece said.
    “Nasir,” Lara warned.
    “Come, princess,” Maisha said, wrapped one graceful arm around Lara’s waist and pulled her towards the steps of the bath.
    “Yes, princess,” Reece said, with a grin, “come.” Maisha spread a cloth on the top step and then moved Lara from the water to lie on it. Her feet still in the water, resting on the second step, Lara opened her legs and the lovely black woman moved between them, gazing at Lara’s pussy as if it