Foreign Exchange (The Concubine Chronicles Book 1) by Vanessa Cardui Page B

sharply, and then laughed.  Possibly because of the defensive way that Liera was chewing.  But she was hungry, and Jalah kept giving her greens!
    "She's fine, Jalah," said Maash recovering.
    Jalah sighed.  "For now she is, I suppose.  But you must consider; if she is given her head, she will eat nothing but cakes and cream, and will sleep half the day.  And where will that path lead?  There are twenty more years of good use in this one, Maash, if she is properly cared for, and that will give her time to develop the tastes of a woman of society.  But you cannot trust girls of this sort to manage their own affairs, or you will get no use from them, and they shall fade like cut flowers."
    "She really is fine, though, Jalah," said Maash.  She reached up and tweaked one of Liera's nipples, and it was like an electric jolt.  "It's just the way Ossians are built."
    "Hmph!" said Jalah.  "As if that is an excuse!  And the Lady Arith—you know, the Yail's wife?—she is nicely trim."
    "Perhaps they trim out as they age," said Maash.  "We shall see.  And aside from her love of sweets, what else would you want to change about my Liera?"
    "That name!" said Jalah.  "It is impossible.  Why not Lilu, if you wish something close.  Or why not Rani?  She would make a fine Rani."
    "Jalah," said Maash, "I'm not going to just change her name; she is who she is."
    "At least you are not so foolish as to say that you cannot simply change her name.  You can and you should; it would make it far easier to introduce her to society if she had a name that people could pronounce."
    Maash made a thoughtful face at that, which Liera did not appreciate at all.  "For the moment, I think she will remain Liera, though," she said.  "It's exotic."
    "I suppose," said Jalah.  "And she is a wonderfully responsive girl, and performs very well once she is stimulated.  I don't suppose you will reconsider the limitations on her use?  We had her on display at dinner last night, and she attracted a good deal of attention; should she be available for use, I am sure that most of those who attended would not decline an invitation."
    Another thoughtful face, which Liera appreciated even less.  "I don't know," said Maash.  "It's not how things are done in Ossia, and I do not wish to rush in where caution would be more appropriate."
    "Oh, but she takes so well to it.  Here, turn about, piglet, and show your lady how well you enjoy the idea."
    It wasn't easy to turn around on the table without bumping into plates and dishes, and Liera blushed beet red as Maash touched lightly at her pussy and thighs, feeling the moisture there.
    "Now, would you like to serve at another dinner, piglet?" asked Jalah.  "Would you like to squeal and whimper under Lady Arith's attentions?  Would you like to take your friend Nari's penis in your rear, to feel his seed dripping down your leg when he is finished?  Would you enjoying being put to use by whoever chooses to use you, in whatever fashion they choose?"
    "Hum," said Maash.  "I mean, yes, you're right; she's way more enthusiastic about the idea than I'd expected.  But I feel a certain responsibility here, and I don't want her to make a decision in the heat of the moment that she will regret later."
    Jalah shook her head.  "You are too romantic for your station, and too serious for your age, Maash.  But she is yours, of course."
    "Of course," said Maash.  Her fingers were probing into Liera's cunt, and Liera knew that Maash had felt her reaction to that, as well.
    "Perhaps a small gathering?" asked Jalah.  "Just myself and the Krin, and one or two guests?  Nari, perhaps?  He is a charming young man, and very well suited to your position.  It would be an excellent match, and I'm sure he would enjoy your . . . Liera's company as well."
    Maash laughed.  "You are incorrigible.  Nari is a charming young man, but Liera is sufficient to my needs."
    "Is she?" asked Jalah.  "Will she also provide you with an heir?