Ishaza shares a smile with Crin and settles back into her chair, picking up her own book and going back to her reading.

Crin also returns to her own book. 

"Feel free to ask any questions you'd like to," she says.

Despite everything, the warmth from earlier hasn't entirely dissipated. It seems to have been scattered by Alethia's orgasm, but with time it's starting to reform.

That warmth can mind its own business and leave her alone. She will not encourage it this time around.

"Okay!"

She, uh, was sufficiently distracted the first time through that it will in fact take her a bit to work through the material enough to develop any questions.

Crin seems content to read her own book, though that small smile of hers never quite goes from her face.

Ishaza also seems pretty happy about this state of affairs, and won't disturb Alethia for a little while at least.

Alethia will thus read and drink her tea and not encourage that warmth at all. Her victory is at hand!

Admittedly this is proving more difficult than it should, this soon after an orgasm, it hasn't even been that many minutes before her brain insistently remembers the sensation of Ishaza's tongue on her cockhead. She banishes the thought, takes another sip of her tea, and keeps reading.

After a few minutes of this, Ishaza gets up from her chair and stretches a little, leaning down to rub her right knee. She shoots Alethia a little rueful look.

Alethia stifles a giggle and then finds herself suddenly- remembering.

Yeah, that's right, Ishaza was down on her knees between Alethia's legs not that long ago.

Alethia came in her mouth.

Her eyes glue themselves to Ishaza's lips and her cock twitches behind her pants.

She blinks and looks back at her book.

My goodness, that was fast. She doesn't think she's ever ended up notably horny again that quickly before.

Ishaza sits back down at the table. 

Her top is still just as low-cut as before, and she's still just as close. 

The heat in Alethia wants to taste her skin. 

Her skin. And what's underneath, running through her veins.

Her eyes glue themselves to Ishaza's breasts for a long moment, and then it's back to her atlas.

And Ishaza's breasts, sometimes. Not as often as before, when it was noticed. It's silly that she's getting turned on again this fast, she doesn't want them to notice.

Crin's collarbone looks nice. Maybe she'll climb something tall again?

No, no, back to her book.

Crin leafs through her book a page at a time. She rolls one bare shoulder, her hand going up to rub at her neck - the same place where Ishaza has bite-marks. 

She wants to lick her. To touch. To watch her climb something tall and look up her skirt again.

Her cock is so hard. Already. It's distracting. She can feel it pulse whenever she has a particularly lewd thought, or Crin or Ishaza do something distracting.

Her gaze goes back to her book, but her eyes don't take in the words.

Getting her cock stroked earlier felt so good. She wants that again.

She feels a sudden compulsion to reach one hand down and squeeze her cock through her jeans.

She doesn't, thought, that's just- obviously a very bad idea.

Ishaza settles back in her chair and takes a deep breath. Her chest moves... rather distractingly. You know, it seems fairly clear that she's not wearing a bra.

Oh. Huh.

She really rather wishes she'd thought to reach down and verify that thought herself, earlier.

Ishaza has such nice breasts.

She stares. It can't have been long, surely. Not too long.

A minute at most.

Crin and Ishaza won't notice, they're reading.

Yeah, they won't notice.

Her left hand drops from the book and finds its way between her legs.

She squeezes and her cock pulses.

It feels incredible.

It's fine if she does this for a little bit. Lets her gaze flit from Ishaza to Crin and gives her cock an occasional squeeze through her jeans.

It's fine. She'll stop soon.

Crin closes her book with a snap. 

"Alright," she says. "I've given you two a chance, but at this point it's clear that Alethia's condition is not going to be cured by half measures. And Ishaza, I know kneeling on the stone floor is a stress position for you. It is time we discarded pretense and went up to the very nice double bed in my tower room. And stayed there. For a while." 

She looks over at Ishaza. "You can dispense with the dress."

Ishaza doesn't hesitate; she stands and undoes her dress, slipping it over her arm. She's wearing a small set of silk panties underneath, but no bra at all. Her bare breasts are thus placed directly in Alethia's eyeline.

Oh. She was noticed. This is kind of tremendously embarassing, but also hot. And last time she was noticed she had a lot of fun, and now it sounds like that's going to happen again. But. Without half-measures this time.

Does that mean she gets to fuck them?

She gives her cock a squeeze at the thought.

Of very substantial immediate importance, Ishaza is suddenly topless.

Alethia gives her cock another squeeze and stares, gaze fixed.

Then she shakes her head and- up, up she gets. Upright. She needs to be standing to follow them upstairs.

She doesn't think to remove her hand from the bulge in her pants as she does so. Or to stop herself from giving her cock another little squeeze at the thought of what might happen upstairs.

Crin ascends the stairs to the second floor, shooting a seductive glance over her shoulder.

"Sooner started, sooner finished," she teases. "Let's get down to it."

"Now you're in for it," Ishaza says with a smile. And then she follows Crin, her panty-clad ass waggling back and forth as she climbs the stairs.

Alethia follows and gives her cock little squeezes whenever the mood takes her. Which is often.

She hopes she gets to fuck them. She wants to fuck them.

The room at the top of the tower is gorgeous. There's a huge bed, several massive windows full of glass that look out over the surrounding woods and hills, and dozens of glowing crystal candlesticks lighting the whole room. A door over to the side leads to what's clearly an office.

Crin makes a beeline for the bed and kneels on it, gesturing to Ishaza. "Come here, dear," she calls, a light smile on her face. 

Ishaza crawls up onto the bed and presents her ass to Alethia, her legs slightly spread. Her tail slips in under her panties and pulls at them slightly.

Is she going to pull them to the side with her tail? She hopes so.

She squeezes her cock again. Pleasure pulses into her.

She's going to fuck Ishaza. She wants it. She needs it.

Crin gestures to Ishaza's ass. "Obedient, isn't she? And all yours to use, should you wish. Wouldn't you love to do that?" 

She grins and traces a finger along Ishaza's inner thigh.