Nothing..
From Create Your Own Story
You do not answer Madame Leona's question. She continues as if she hadn't expected you to anway. "We get a lot of that you know. Family members that sell off their children for one reason or another. Most of the time it happens when they are young. You're lucky he didn't sell you then. Girls who are sold young... well... I don't deal in children personally." You realize you probably aren't supposed to talk during this little interview anyway. The scan finishes and the homely woman brings out a syringe and takes some blood. Madame Leona is closely inspecting your body, much to your embarassment. More than once you have tried to cover up to be reminded of the restraints. You jump when she touches your breasts. The hands explore the globes of your breasts before her fingers rub lightly over your nipples. Madame Leona pinches them gently and they become hard. She softly flicks your nipples and it sends a shiver through your body that you haven't felt before.
You aren't a complete angel. Virgin? Yes. Nun? No. You've been felt up before, made out before... even given a hand job before. But, while all the other girls you knew lost their virginity and explored sexually in college, you had been left behind. You think it probably had to do with the leering way your stepfather looked at you whenever you wore clothing even slightly revealing. Hell, he probably would have looked at you like that if you'd been wearing a paper bag. Anyway, it had turned you off on the idea of sex. At least, until you met the right person. You are reminded that those dreams are now in the past. There will be no 'right person' for you. Not anymore.
Madame Leona's hands continued exploring your body, and you are able to see it all in the mirror. You flush red as another hot and cold shiver runs through you as the cat-woman massages your breasts. Regardless of what your mind thinks, your body is responding to her touch, and you feel the beginnings of moistness between your legs. Your nipples are now pink hard pebbles, and you wonder briefly what it might feel like to have them in the Madame's mouth. These thoughts also embarass you, and you turn a deeper shade of red. She continues to massage your breast with one hand, but the other begins to make it way down your belly, towards the small triangle of hair between your legs. She trails her nails along your skin as she does so, raising gooseflesh wherever she does so. You've never had any experience with other women before, but despite the awkwardness of the situation, you are finding Madame Leona's touching to be quite pleasurable.
“I understand you may have some aversion to what we do here. Especially because you weren’t born into this life. But I treat my belongings well, when they behave well. And it isn’t all unpleasant either.” Her hands find their way to the soft nest of hair in between your legs. You gasp as one finger slides against your moist slit, rubbing gently against your clitoris. You've never been touched there before, not even in your own explorations, and the sensation brings an instant reaction from your body. Embarrassed, you flushed a deeper red, but can not help slightly rocking your pelvis in time to the soft strokes. Another finger begins to explores your folds. At first it plays with the lips of your pussy, gently sliding in between the folds while the other rubs your clit. You sigh involuntarily, and feel a tingling sensation deep in your belly. You watch in the mirror as the other hand continues to play with your nipples, moving from one breast to the other. The feeling of watching yourself, restrained, be fondled by another alien woman is turning out to be quite erotic. Her finger begins to explore your entrance, feeling softly for the hymen. Madame Leona smiles as she feels it and croons “There it is. Good girl.” She continues stroking your with one finger clit, keeping up the soft steady strokes, while the other begins a slower decent towards your anus. Her finger, already slick from your pussy, begins to tickle your virgin anus. You gasp, unsure of what to do, both wanting the Madame to stop and continue at the same time. You feel a new sensation building within your belly, subtle at first but then it begins to climb like a tidal wave. The finger lubes up your tight asshole, but does not enter. She rubs it around the entrance, letting you get used to the sensation. It feels amazing, the soft tickle in places you've never been touched before. Madame Leona slowly increases and decreases pressure on your puckered hole, but does not push hard enough to enter you. You forget about where you are and allow yourself to enjoy the sensation. The feeling deep in your belly at last builds to climax and washes over you in soft waves of pleasure. A soft moan escapes your lips, the only noise you have made since entering the room, outside of breathing and gasping. Madame Leona smiles at you as you orgasm under her hands. ‘Yes… I think you will be a very good fit here.”
