“Not…quite…yet.” The Gatekeeper was back at the plain wooden table, rummaging in the box again. “Now where did I put them? I should have left them out!” she muttered to herself.
“What? Why not yet?” Lexi demanded.
“Why, because your outfit needs a bit of tending, too, dearie. Ah, here they are again!”
And suddenly the Gatekeeper was brandishing the long, sharp shears again—and pointing them directly at Lexi’s chest.
TWENTY
“What are you doing?”
Lexi took a quick step back and Bound and Gaze were suddenly there, putting themselves between her and the perceived threat.
“You’ll keep those fuckin’ things away from our Mistress if you know what’s good for you,” Bound growled.
“Don’t come near our Lady with those!” Gaze agreed, standing shoulder-to-shoulder with his brother.
“Relax, you two!” The Gatekeeper gave a little laugh. “Protective, aren’t they?” she asked Lexi.
“Yes, they are—if they think I’m being threatened,” Lexi said, frowning, as she peered around Bound’s broad shoulder.
“I’m not threatening you, dearie! Why, I was just trying to cut a few holes in your feather suit.” The Gatekeeper tossed her mountain of green curls impatiently.
“Cut holes in my outfit?” Lexi shook her head, perplexed. “Why in the world would you want to do that?”
“Why because, dearie—your nipples and nether lips must be fully on display in order for these two to pay their obeisance to you, of course!” the Gatekeeper exclaimed. “At private parties a bodyslave needs only kiss his Mistress’s panties. But at a public party like this one, it’s now considered correct for the Mistress to bare her more sensitive bits and allow him to give her a deeper kiss—if you know what I mean.”
She nodded knowingly at Lexi, who felt her stomach clench in a knot.
“I…but I’ve never…er…”
“Never let a bodyslave kiss you so intimately in public, eh?” The Gatekeeper looked at her shrewdly.
“Well…no,” Lexi admitted. In fact, she’d never had anyone kiss her so intimately in public or in private either—or at all. She’d never been interested in other females and so had never experimented that way and of course, there were no males in her part of Zetta Prime. And even if there had been, she certainly wouldn’t have been letting them kiss her nipples or pussy.
“But you must do it—it’s the latest trend,” the Gatekeeper told her. “If you aren’t seen letting your bodyslaves kiss you intimately when you’re first announced, the other Mistresses won’t give you the time of day. I thought you wanted to fit in, dearie?”
“Oh, I do,” Lexi assured her. “It’s just…I’m not sure how…what my, er, bodyslaves will make of it.”
“Why should you care what they think?” the other woman demanded. “They’re slaves—you tell them what to do and they do it. That’s the whole point of owning a bodyslave—to make them do your will!”
“I don’t see it like that,” Lexi said, frowning. “I do care how they feel. Gaze? Bound?” She looked up at them, and saw that both sets of eyes were blazing at her.
“We’ll fuckin’ love it, Mistress,” Bound assured her, licking his lips. “Been wantin’ to ‘pay obeisance’ to your soft little pussy almost from the minute you bought us.”
“You…you have?” Lexi asked uncertainly.
Gaze nodded as Bound growled assent.
“If you knew anything about Kindred, you’d know how we feel about this, Mistress,” the Light Twin told her softly. “Kindred don’t just like to kiss their females between the thighs—they actually need to.”
“Oh, well…” Lexi wasn’t sure how to feel about that, but she couldn’t ignore the way her nipples and pussy were tingling at the thought of letting the two big Kindred kiss her. It seemed she was about to be breaking her vow to herself not to touch or be touched by the two of them again—but again, it was through no fault of her own. She could take some comfort in that, at least.
“So are you ready to let me snip some holes in that feather suit of yours?” the Gatekeeper demanded, snapping the long sheers open and closed.
“No need,” Lexi assured her with a shiver. She didn’t want those murderously sharp shears anywhere near her sensitive nipples or clit! “My suit has magno-tabs keeping it closed—see?”
With fingers that trembled only a little, she reached down and parted the magno-tabs in the center of the silver fabric on both her breasts, allowing her nipples to pop out. They tightened at once in the cool air and Lexi couldn’t help feeling a naughty thrill run through her as both Gaze and Bound shot her admiring glances.
“Like two ripe berries, just waitin’ to be sucked,” Bound growled.
“So beautiful,” Gaze agreed.
“Um, thank you,” Lexi said a bit awkwardly. It wasn’t lost on her that, though she had been wearing skimpy clothing around the two of them almost since she’d rescued them, this was the first time they had seen her bare nipples with no fabric to hide them.
But the Gatekeeper still wasn’t satisfied.
“What about down below?” she asked, snapping the shears suspiciously. “Are you certain you don’t need me to cut a slit there?”
“Again, not necessary.” Blushing a little, Lexi reached down and tugged at the magno-tabs on the slit that ran down the middle of her feathered panties. At once they parted and spread wide, showing not just her slit, but her full outer pussy lips as well.
This, at last, seemed to satisfy the Gatekeeper.
“There, now!” she said approvingly. “You’re finally all ready to go to the party—was that so hard?”
“I, uh, guess not.” Lexi was still blushing. She had to restrain herself from putting a hand over herself to cover her exposed nipples and pussy. But if Gaze and Bound could go around with their shafts sticking out, all shiny with oil, she supposed she could manage with her bits exposed as well.
“Right then, dearie—just take the golden lift down to floor minus fifty-seven—that’s where the party is,” the Gatekeeper said, nodding her looping green curls. “And have a good time!”
“I…I’m sure I will,” Lexi murmured. She turned to the two Kindred. “Well…I guess we’d better go.”
“I guess we should,” Bound rumbled.
“We’re with you all the way, Mistress,” Gaze assured her. “Lead on and we’ll follow.”
Lexi nodded. It was time to leave the small room and go to the party.
After all, what other choice did she have?
TWENTY-ONE
“You sure you’re up for this, Angel?” Bound asked, as they rode down in the golden lift together. It didn’t just have gold doors—it was gold on the inside too with shiny walls that showed the three of them and their various states of undress.