“But you’ve never been treated as one,” Luneira continued. “Come to our master. Look at him. Admire him.”

  “I do admire him,” Jenny stated in monotone. “He bested me in combat. I was made his vassal. He owns me, as is right.”

  “That’s not a nice way to put it,” Joel said with a frown.

  “She’s not entirely wrong.” Luneira met his eyes with a slight frown. “But don’t worry master. I’m far happier now than I was before. Being tied to you is far more freeing than the existence I was trapped in before you.”

  “That sounds accurate for me as well,” Jenny added. “Though I am more confused by things than pleased by them. This world is very different from the memories I had about my home.”

  That made Joel stop and think for a moment. Jenny was a constant source of aloofness. She hardly participated in anything. More comfortable to sit back and watch things. Perhaps it was a cultural thing. But… maybe it was more than that. Despite the cultural differences and the strange abilities, Luneira was remarkably human. She spoke, she ate, she communicated and had memories of doing so in life. Jenny, on the other hand, didn’t even have a name. Was that because of her species, culture, or life? Or was it something else? Perhaps an older race. Older still than the night hags. Something long forgotten, to the point they had even forgotten themselves.

  “Master?”

  “Sorry.” Joel blinked as he noticed Jenny’s hand hovering in front of him. “What?”

  “I asked if I may touch you?” Jenny tilted her head.

  “Ah sure,” Joel said. “May I touch you?”

  “You have every right to do with me as you wish,” Jenny stated.

  Joel shook his head as he caught her hand. “No,” Joel said seriously. “It’s not my right. You’re my vassal, not my slave.”

  “On the contrary⁠—”

  “Jenny, this is a direct order. You are not my slave. If you have your own thoughts, feelings, desires or emotions, I want you to bring them to my attention so they can be addressed.”

  Jenny paused as she pondered his words. “Master, I am confused.”

  Luneira sighed and shook her head. “This was supposed to be titillating.”

  Joel sighed and reached up to gently touch Jenny’s face. The metal was cool to the touch, but warmed quickly. Jenny tilted her head slightly, leaning into his palm for a moment, before remembering herself and straightening.

  “What was that?” Joel asked.

  “What was what?” Jenny asked.

  “You pressed your cheek into my hand,” Joel stated.

  Jenny nodded slowly. “I… found the sensation… pleasant.”

  “Good,” Joel smiled, as he gently ran his thumb over her cheek. “Very, very good. That’s exactly what I was talking about. Communicate with me. Talk to me. I want to know what you think is good, and what you think is bad.”

  “The taste of your semen was not unpleasant,” Jenny said quietly.

  Joel smirked. “Good to know. We’ll get to that later. Right now, we’re taking small steps.”

  “We’re not moving⁠—”

  “Euphemism.” Joel rolled his eyes. “It means we are doing smaller actions to get comfortable with one another. Only when we are comfortable will we do more interesting and possibly invasive things?”

  “Like putting your penis in my mouth?”

  Joel nodded. “That’s one of the more invasive things.”

  “Is it invasive for you as well?”

  “Not really,” Joel said with a shake of his head. “It’s more… dominance and pleasure for a man.” Joel looked over at Jenny and saw a slight smirk. “Most of the time, at least. There are women who perform that act as a sign of dominance.”

  “That doesn’t make sense,” Jenny said, with a confused tilt to her head. “How can something be dominating to both parties?”

  “That’s what we’re going to figure out,” Joel smiled. “And it’s going to take some experimentation. Because you have no idea about any of this, whereas Luneira had her own views, and I simply challenged them.”

  “I am not entirely without my views.” Luneira smiled as she stood beside Jenny. “But our master has a certain appeal to him I find difficult to refuse.”

  “Can you show me this appeal?” Jenny asked.

  Luneira nodded slowly. “His muscles,” she said and gestured. “His chest in particular. That definition. He is a prime specimen of a man. Firm, unyielding, and masculine. Very different from your own body.”

  Jenny touched Joel’s chest with one hand, while groping her breast with the other. “We are different,” she agreed.

  “Touch more of him,” Luneira suggested. “Not just his chest. His arms. They’re powerful. He used them to defeat you, after all.”

  “He is strong,” Jenny continued. “I am weak.”

  “You are not weak,” Luneira said, before Joel could correct her. “You are powerful in your own right. But you were defeated. By this man. This man who looks at you with adoration.”

  Jenny’s mask twitched upwards. Joel wished he could see her eyes properly. They were glowing pools beneath the metal though, and he could only assume she had looked right up at him for a moment, before going back to running her fingers across his arms and torso.

  “Do you wish to serve him?” Luneira asked.

  Jenny nodded slowly.

  “Say it.”

  “Yes,” Jenny whispered.

  “Do you wish to please him?” Luneira asked.

  Jenny nodded. “Yes.”

  “Then you must prepare for him,” Luneira stated as she moved around behind the wraith.

  Jenny twitched when she felt Luneira’s soft hands running up her sides. She trembled under the sensation. Almost ticklish, but not unpleasant.

  “Keep touching him,” Luneira whispered. “Feel, explore, learn. He will enjoy some places being touched, more than others.”

  “His penis?”

  “That is one place, but he will enjoy other touches too,” Luneira suggested.

  “Like what?” Jenny asked.

  “Master,” Luneira glanced up at Joel. “Hold out your hand, please?”

  Joel raised his hand, and Jenny looked at it for a moment. But it was Luneira who reached out and took it. Joel almost fought as Luneira pressed his palm into Jenny’s breast, but the wraith hardly seemed to notice.

  “Feel his arm,” Luneira instructed.

  Joel held still as Jenny gently slid her hands up and down his forearms.

  “Those powerful muscles and tendons. If you squeeze a little harder, it will ease the tightness in his muscles. Which will feel wonderful for him.”

  Joel frowned at the night hag, but couldn’t argue with the results, as Jenny began to squeeze and rub at his arms. Luneira was entirely correct that it would feel good. But it had an unexpected reaction as she artificially tugged on the tendons controlling his fingers.

  “He squeezes my breast when I do that,” Jenny remarked.

  “That—”

  “It’s a good thing,” Luneira spoke over him. “It means he enjoys it. How does it feel for you?”

  “I believe I enjoy it also.” Jenny nodded slowly. “It is feedback to tell me that he is enjoying what I am doing.”

  “Which means Joel should use both hands.” Luneira gave him a quick look.

  Joel rolled his eyes, but reached up and cupped Jenny’s other breast. Rather than fight what was happening, he added to the sensation. As Jenny massaged his arms, he gave her breasts appropriate squeezes. It must have been doing something for her, because he could feel hard points beneath his hands as her nipples reacted. Luneira, with her part underway, began touching Jenny once more.

  “Feel the stimulation,” Luneira whispered as she ran her hands down Jenny’s back. “The tingles, the twitches. Concentrate on them. Feel them. Embrace them.”

  Jenny’s breath hitched, and she swallowed visibly. “This is already better than the cucumber.”

  “This is barely foreplay,” Joel said softly as he gently squeezed the wraith’s breasts.

  “Then, should I be massaging this?” Jenny asked.

  Joel flinched when she removed her hands from his arms and grabbed his cock. She rubbed his length back and forth in a similar manner to how she was working on his arms, and Joel, without realizing, tightened his grip on Jenny’s breasts.

  “Oh!” Jenny froze. “Master, did that hurt?”

  Joel released her breasts immediately. “No, sorry. Did I hurt you?”

  “No master.” Jenny smiled. “I just didn’t expect you to squeeze that hard.”

  “Did you like it when he squeezed like that?” Luneira asked as she rubbed Jenny’s shoulders.

  “Perhaps if he squeezed harder, it might have been painful. But…” she looked up at Joel. “I enjoyed that, master.”

  Joel looked her over for a moment, before raising his hands once more. Jenny subtly pushed her chest forward without releasing his cock. Rather than simply grab her breasts, though, Joel opened his hands and cupped them. Slowly, he squeezed them from base to tip. He watched her expression as he tightened his grip, slipping her nipples between his thumb and forefingers, giving them a slight squeeze and pull as he did so.

  “Oh,” Jenny said.

  “Use your words,” Luneira whispered into Jenny’s ear before kissing her cheek.

  “Master, please do that again,” Jenny crooned, as she continued rubbing his cock.

  Joel nodded and gave her breasts another squeeze. Open-handed, from base, sliding up to her nipples, before giving them a small pinch. Jenny made a soft gasp, and Joel repeated it without another word. He wasn’t rough. Keeping in mind her lack of experience, the last thing he wanted was to cause her any discomfort.

  “M-master.” Jenny trembled.

  “Are you okay?” Joel asked, slowing his touch.

  Jenny nodded slowly, but she seemed not to be quite sure as she tilted her head. “I saw you engaging in sex with the first girlfriend,” she stated simply. “I noticed she produced a lubricant between her legs. I had not considered it until now. But I believe I too, am producing lubricant.”

  “That’s wonderful,” Luneira said with a giggle. “We were waiting for that.”

  “We were?” Joel and Jenny said at the same time.

  Luneira nodded as she pulled Jenny away and directed her to the couch. “Take a seat. It’s master’s turn to touch you now.”

  “Master was already touching me,” Jenny said with a pout as Luneira led her away.

  The night hag sat Jenny down, and then nudged her legs apart. It gave Joel the perfect view of her tiny little slit. She was quite petite and seemed confused by the whole thing as she lay back and waited.

  “And this is where our master is going to do as he pleases with you,” Luneira said and smiled.

  “Luneira!” Joel warned. “Don’t listen to her,” he corrected. “Don’t feel like you need to hold anything back. I don’t want to hurt you or make you uncomfortable.”

  “So far, master, I am feeling wonderful,” Jenny said with a slow nod.

  Joel gave Luneira another quick glare. The night hag smiled as if she’d won something, and ignored him in favor of looking down over Jenny herself. Joel could only assume that a matriarchal society likely led to a lot of same-sex relationships. If men were the underlings, it was likely a relationship between equals was one between women.

  Ignoring that for now, Joel moved up to Jenny. She sat silently, awaiting what was coming. Her mask lowered and Joel had the sense she was staring at his cock. Almost as if she expected him to start there. Which was far from reality. Joel, seeing her petite sex, wasn’t sure if it would fit. She looked small, and he certainly wasn’t going to try to jam his cock in there if it was likely to harm her. Instead, he knelt down before the couch and ignored Luneira’s superior smirk as she watched on.

  “Master?” Jenny asked, in a confused tone.

  “Remember what I said about this act being dominant for both parties?” Joel asked.

  “Yes.” Jenny nodded.

  Joel reached up and grabbed the green woman’s hips. She gasped as he pulled her closer. Her legs flew out, and Jenny slumped back. Joel found his nose hovering over a green pussy that faintly smelled of mint. Joel placed his hands on the insides of Jenny’s thighs. Her pussy was wet, and she was leaking slightly down her ass. Pushing his hands up into the crease of her thighs, Joel placed his thumbs either side of her labia and spread her.

  “Oh,” Joel muttered to himself.

  Jenny was not a human woman. Nor was Luneira. Where Luneira had two entrances. One strictly for the use of pleasure, and the other for procreation—she was still relatively human in terms of having a clitoris and a urethra.

  Jenny was not. Her petite slit covered what was entirely the entrance to her vagina. Entirely human in proportion, but lacking in other visible organs, like her clitoris and labia minora.

  “That’s nice, master,” Jenny crooned.

  Joel glanced up, seeing Luneira giving him a small smile. Joel, still holding her labia open, used his thumbs to slowly rub around her pussy. That had the immediate effect of making Jenny moan in pleasure.

  “You really like that?” Joel asked.

  Jenny nodded quickly. “Yes, master.”

  Unsure of what to do, Joel leaned in. He gave her labia an exploratory lick. Unlike the outside where his thumbs were, the softer flesh within her labia seemed to be far more sensitive. Jenny gasped at the sensation and pulled her legs wider as she grabbed at her own breasts.

  “Yes, master,” she repeated. “More please?”

  “Not so confusing now, is it?” Luneira asked.

  “No,” Jenny whined.

  Joel licked around her pussy once again before brushing his tongue over her entrance. She tasted like she smelled, and Joel didn’t have a problem going down on a woman. Doubly when they seemed to be enjoying themselves like this. The only difference now was that as Joel’s tongue slipped into her pussy, her pussy seemed to almost try and grip it. A slight suction, as if trying to pull his tongue further in.

  Whatever it was, Jenny moaned in pleasure as she pulled her legs right up to her chest, giving him as much access as she could. Joel pulled away, curious what would happen as he brought his hand to her pussy. He used two fingers and gently pressed them to her entrance. Jenny’s soft moaning turned into a quiet whimper, but she didn’t pull away or show signs of discomfort as his digits slowly penetrated her.

  “Mmmmaster,” Jenny crooned.

  Sure enough, once inside her pussy acted more like a mouth. Suckling on his digits, enticing him further inside. There, even more glorious womanly dew awaited. She practically leaked around him and all Joel could assume was that when she tried with the cucumber, she was dry and since her entire pussy seemed to be sensitive like a clitoris, it probably hurt.

  “Jenny?” Joel called as he slowly withdrew his fingers. “Are you ready for the real thing now?”

  “Please, master?” Jenny whimpered. “I don’t know what’s happening right now. But it feels so good.”

  Joel grinned and stood up. The height of the couch was awkward. On his knees, he wasn’t tall enough, but standing he was too tall. Which made him shake his head before wrapping one arm around Jenny’s waist.

  “Up on your knees,” he ordered softly.

  Jenny seemed unsure, but did as he asked. Turning over, she got on her knees and leaned on the back of the couch. Joel placed his hand on her spine and pushed down until she pushed her ass out towards him.

  “Slowly, master,” Luneira whispered as she grabbed hold of his cock.

  Joel eased himself into Jenny from behind. Jenny gripped the back of the couch and moaned as she felt herself stretch to accommodate him.

  “Thank you, master,” she hissed.

  “No pain?” Joel asked.

  Jenny shook her head. “Only pleasure. So much pleasure.”

  Joel felt the way her pussy squeezed and suckled. It enticed him to push deeper. Which Luneira was happy to let happen, so long as he didn’t move too quickly. Rather, he held Jenny’s hips, and slowly rocked his hips. Each forward motion into her pussy was accompanied by a small rippling sensation that sent shivers down his spine. When he pulled back, though, her tunnel squeezed down, gripping him as if refusing to let him go. All the while, Jenny’s juices seeped out around his cock and dripped down her thighs.

  “How do you feel Jenny?” Luneira asked.

  “Bewildering. Confounding. Perplexing. Phenomenal, unbelievable and…” Jenny trembled. “Good.”

  Joel smirked at that last word, and Luneira’s hand moved as he slid the final few inches deep into Jenny’s body. There, he felt the rippling sensation run up and down his cock, buried deep inside the wraith. Whatever muscles controlled that sensation, Jenny must have been receiving feedback, because she moaned and wiggled her hips. Which caused her pussy to squeeze at even the slightest tug away from Joel.

  Joel decided to experiment. She felt wonderful, but he didn’t want to stand idly by. Rather, he pulled back slightly, feeling the squeezing of her pussy as it demanded he remain deep inside. Jenny let out a keening whimper as he dragged his length free, before Joel reversed his thrust and pushed slowly back into her body once more.

  “More?” Jenny whimpered.

  “Oh?” Joel asked as he withdrew once more. “You like this?”

  “Yes, master,” Jenny gasped as he slid back inside her. “Why does this feel so good?”

  “I can’t answer that.” Joel shrugged as he dragged his cock slowly out of her body. “But I can promise to continue.”

  “It doesn’t make any sense,” Jenny whimpered as Joel slowly fucked her. “You’re far bigger than that cucumber.”

  Joel grinned. “I suppose it must have been all the foreplay.”

  “Yes, the foreplay,” Jenny nodded. “Master, squeeze my breasts and touch between my legs again? I wish to feel more.”

  Joel grinned as he leaned down. Sliding his hands up Jenny’s green sides, he pushed them under her chest and grabbed ahold of her breasts. When he straightened, Jenny was forced upright, still balanced on her knees.

  “Master,” Jenny moaned as he rocked his hips, slowly fucking her from behind.