Danica Pt. 05

"Mmm -- oh yes, it's wonderful," Carolyn moaned.

Danica pushed on the young woman's hands, urging her to stroke the toy faster. She then wrapped her hand around the base of the shaft on impulse, to thrust a little faster and deeper with the toy.

"Oh gods yes," Carolyn moaned and pulled her hands off the toy.

Danica pumped it to the hilt, her hand brushing the young woman's folds with every stroke. She could feel her own panties growing damp from her arousal.

Carolyn pulled her blouse up, and caressed her breasts while Danica gave her pleasure with the wooden cock. Desire overcame Danica, and she leaned down to run her tongue over the brunette's clit as she thrust the toy in and out.

Carolyn started at first when she felt Danica's tongue on her, but she was too aroused to consider stopping now. The orgasm building within her felt too good to worry about anything else.

Danica's tongue flicked rapidly over the young woman's throbbing bud. She stroked the toy hard and fast into Carolyn's depths. Danica ground her sex against the mattress to ease her own aching need.

Carolyn gasped with each breath, moaning loudly on occasion. Suddenly she screamed, "Oh yes. Oh yes. Oh gods, YES!" Her body stiffened as she came, raising her back up from the bed. She squeezed so tightly when her orgasm came over her that she pushed the toy out of her depths. Danica slipped it back in and continued to stroke it while lapping up Carolyn's sweet juices.

Danica pulled the throbbing toy from Carolyn's clinging depths when the young woman's breathing grew labored. She licked the glistening wetness from the toy, shuddering as she did so. While Carolyn moaned and writhed on the bed in the grip of her aftershocks, Danica stripped off her clothes. She climbed onto the bed and slid the throbbing toy into her own aching pussy.

"Oh yes," Danica sharply gasped when Carolyn spun around on the bed and grasped the toy, bending down to flicker her tongue over Danica.

"Oh yes -- so good. Use your tongue on me. Taste me. Fuck me. Make me come," Danica gasped. The brunette responded by sucking harder on Danica's swollen, throbbing clit, and thrusting faster with the toy.

Danica came with a scream shortly thereafter. Carolyn loudly moaned and pulled the toy free, replacing it with her tongue. She lapped for Danica's sweet cum while making excited little sounds of delight.

They both managed to lie down lengthwise on the bed again when Danica came down from her heights, and they shared a deep kiss. Carolyn blushed and said, "I can't believe I just did that. You're just so beautiful -- so sensual. When you put your tongue on me, I knew I had to do it too."

Danica kissed her again. "I could sense your curiosity. I knew a part of you wanted it, but you were afraid because the world tells you it's wrong. Don't listen to closed-minded people. Nothing that feels this good -- is shared so intimately between two friends -- can be wrong."

"I don't know what I'm going to do when you leave," Carolyn said looking into Danica's eyes.

"Play with your toy that is crafted with our love and skill. Find handsome young men to fill you and taste you, and keep your eyes open. You'll find that many women have a hidden desire to be with another, even if they don't know it themselves. I'm sure you'll find another woman to play with your pretty pussy and let you taste her."

Carolyn smiled and shuddered. Danica spoke the word of command to make the toy's magic cease, then cleaned it carefully -- first with her mouth and then with water. They lay together for a short while before desire overcame them both again.

They lay entwined as they fell asleep, spent from their sweet orgasms on each other's lips.

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They awoke the next morning, sharing each other's bodies once more before they crawled out of bed. They bathed together, dressed, and then returned to the workshop. They concentrated on their work there, though they both looked and smiled at each other quite often as they did. Danica studied the young woman carefully as she demonstrated the shaping of wood, and a variety of ways to attach pieces together. Danica made sketches and practiced on her own blocks of wood, beginning to get the feel of the tools and acquiring a degree of confidence.

They returned to the house that night burning with desire for each other. The food they had purchased on the way home went cold, as they found their need for each other to be stronger than their need for sustenance.

The next morning, they returned to the shop and Danica practiced her carving for an hour or so. She already showed a lot of skill in shaping the wood with the delicate tools, and the block of wood she worked on looked very much like Carolyn's folds when she put it aside.

Danica marveled at this artistic talent she had within her that she had never before thought to explore. She asked Carolyn to tell her the place where she and her mother acquired their tools, as well as from where they purchased the wood they used. The wood they used for their projects was extremely fine, regardless of what variety it was, and Danica wanted that same quality for her own work.

The day slipped away quickly, and Danica knew she had to return to her prison before high sun. She bid Carolyn goodbye with a sigh, promising to return and learn more from her -- and to share intimate moments as well. She also promised to bring other gifts, thinking the young woman would be very happy to have some of the cotton plugs for that time of the month, and thinking it likely she could find someone in the city who could make them as well. She also gave her some coin to pay for whatever fictional work Carolyn told her mother she had done for Danica.

She made her way back to the complex atop the hill and to her quarters just before high sun. Zoraster entered the room only moments after she had entered herself.

"You had quite an interesting visit to the city. You seem to have developed a taste for young flesh, Danica. Most of your playmates of late have been all but children," he said and laughed.

"Fuck you," Danica spat out in a combination of anger and embarrassment.

"Oh, no thank you," he said as he sat down, "Danielle took care of those needs for me only a few hours ago." A wicked laugh burst from him after he spoke. Danica felt her heart gripped in ice as he thought about Zoraster violating the young, mindless copy of her.

"Now to business. The materials and tools you enquired about on your last little adventure would exhaust your allowance of coin from my treasury for some time. Therefore, your freedom for the task I am about to give you will be to have that coin set aside for you in addition to that already provided. You will be transported to a town where a merchant possesses an item I wish to acquire. Though he is a merchant, he will never part with it for any amount of coin. You will acquire this item and return it to me."

"When do I leave?" Danica asked curtly.

"Whenever you feel you are prepared," he said and then clapped. "Angelica..."

The door opened and a person in a voluminous hooded robe entered. Danica could tell it was a woman only by the way she walked, and the name Zoraster called her by. The stranger handed Zoraster a sheaf of papers, which he then tossed to the bed near Danica.

"This will show you how to reach the merchant's abode from my house in the town. It also details the layout of his home and warehouses to aid you. Celes will transport you, but she may not leave the house in this town. When you are prepared, seek out Celes and she will transport you. Take as much time as you need," Zoraster said and then walked toward the door with the woman in the robe following.

When they reached the door Zoraster said, "Don't be rude, Angelica. Say goodbye to my little rose."

The woman turned and pulled off the deep hood she wore. Danica gasped when she saw Andrea's face, knowing full well it was not Andrea but another of Zoraster's copies. Zoraster laughed wickedly, pushed the woman's hood back up, and then pulled the clone out into the hall.

Danica sobbed in horror for quite some time once the door closed behind the exiting pair.

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