Chapter 12: To boldly go where no man has gone before.

Dya looked me in the eyes, not blinking once. I had to tell her:

''We can't have sex. It might kill you.''

She looked at me a bit amused.

''You think I am a fragile little princess? I can handle a bit of pain.''

She placed my hand on her panties:

''Can you feel it?''

I could: she was like a oven down there. It must be torment for her to be so turned on.

She looked at me with hungry eyes, aching with desire.

"Hysta did not scrub my genitals in the bath, she passed out before she could do so.''

Dya looked at me in disbelief and bit her lower lip.

''Fine, we will try something else.''

She took both of my hands into her palms and asked me:

"Are you right- or left-handed?''

I knew what she had in mind.

I told her that I was lefthanded, but that I was not going to waste time on changing positions.

Dya smirked at me:

''You sure know how to flatter a woman.''

She took off her panties and guided my right hand toward her most private place.

She turned on her left side, and she closed her eyes.

''I have to stay focussed, we don't have much time.''

My heart started to race when my fingers ran along her labia, searching for the special spot. She winced a bit when I found it. And I started to stroke it with my index finger.

She curled up against me, and her breathing became more heavy. I was starting slow, although I picked up the pace after a few minutes.

She was becoming tense, perhaps because of the time pressure. I decided to go a bit further. My curiousity was triggered; there is another special spot.

But, it is not something that was common knowledge. I carefully went in deeper into her vulva, pushing aside her inner labia.

Dya closed her eyes even more tightly. And I knew that it was very sensitive. She tried to say something, but I shut her up by pushing in my middle finger as well.

She contracted a bit, and she started to moan softly. I pushed in deeper, reaching a harder spot which was the pelvis.

I closed my eyes, to focus on Dya's movements. They were becoming more erratic, more forceful and wild in nature.

She pressed her soft behind against my pelvis. I pushed back against her, and my fingers reached a spot which was much softer than the previous area. I made rapid motions with my middle finger.

Dya started to breathe faster, and her toes where curling up tightly under the sheets. It was certain that I had hit the right spot.

I swiftly pulled out my index finger, and replaced it with my ring finger. Allowing me to increase the pace of my fingers, rubbing the soft spot with more velocity.

Dya was now almost completely curled into a ball. Her right hand was flailing, trying to hold on to me. I caught her arm with my left arm, pressing them against her chest.

She grabbed the wrist of my left arm with her right arm, queezing it as if there was no tomorrow.

Her eyes were completely shut. And she started to heave with a high pitched voice. My insticts told me that it was almost ''that'' time. I rubbed the soft spot as rapidly as I could.

Dya cried out a loud yell, unable to stay silent for much longer. She queezed my wrist with as much power she could bring to bear, convulsing and breathing erraticly.

I started to feel the wall of her lady parts contract. I pulled out my fingers, knowing that it must be too sensitive down there to keep them inside.

She moaned loudly, and screamed out my name at the top of her voice. My now free hand stroked her stomach, which made her convulse even more.

After shaking and contracting uncontrolably, she relaxed her body. Dya let go of my wrist, which had now deep imprints of her fingernails on them.

Her moans became a whimper. And her breathing became more steady. I was still stroking her belly and inner thighs with my completely drenched right hand.

My now free left hand cupped one of her breasts. She slowly opened her eyes, still breathing audibly.

She came to her senses and started to laugh softly, her throat now a bit hoarse.

''We had half an hour the time, Heiro.''

She searched for me with her right hand, finding my cheek and ear.

Dya stroked them gently and I trailed her side with my still moist right hand, finding hers and caressing it gently.

I rolled on my back, completely drenched in sweat and other fluids. Dya was soaked as well and a human sized wet spot had formed from the pillow to the other side of the bed.

Dya was now in a state of absolute bliss. Her eyes were sparkling and she has never looked so amazed before. I allowed her to recover some more, before I told her that it was almost time to go.

She turned around and tenderly kissed me on the lips. I kissed her back, and she fell down upon me because the both of us were slippery like freshly caught eels and we probably smelled the same.

We laughed and hugged as best as our lack of friction allowed us too.

The Princess turned toward me, with a grave look on her face:

''I wish there was something I could do for you too.''

I laughed at her sheepishly and pointed at my now totally slick underwear. I took my underpants off and strings of semen wear forming between the fabric and my thighs.

It felt really weird; awesome and gross at the same time.

Dya had grinded and rubbed against me so intensely, that I came in my underwear.

Knowing that there was nothing that splashed on Dya or on the bed. I rolled up the boxershort into a sticky ball and threw it into a trashcan.

Dya began to giggle loudly, like I performed a circus act. She reached for a few towels and threw me two of them. One to clean myself off and another to wrap around my waist.

I cleaned up my seminal fluids and threw the towel in the trash.

''I will order the servants to burn the content of that container, don't worry about it''

Dya said as she wrapped the large towel around her chest. She was still reeling on her feet. Which looked adorable. I walked toward her hand hugged her deeply.

With a insecure tone in her voice she asked me:

''Do you think I am a floozy? We only know each other for one day and I already let you do this with me..''

I stroked her bare shoulders and kissed her wet, sweaty hair.

"Why would I think that? This was the first time for you as well, right?''

She nodded quickly, and hugged me tightly.

''You are the first one with everything we are doing. Kissing, drinking, sleeping in the same bed.. this..''

She stopped talking and simply held on to me while her legs were still shaking slightly.

''I have to go now, Heiro. I need to wash up, get dressed, do.. princess things, you know.''

I nodded and picked her up carefully, carrying her to the door. I put her down slowly and opened the door for her like a true gentleman.

''I wish you good luck with your obligations, Princess Dyamaetreia.''

I said formally, still looking like I fought a sea monster.

"And I wish you the same, Heiro. I hope that you will have a productive day today. Being a hero and all that, hihi.''

She giggled and dissappeared into the hallway. I was too flabbergasted to ask her were the Bathing Chamber was;

I had not arrived in the Guest's Bedroom voluntarily..

Now I was lost and naked except for a towel, smelling like a mix of sweat and feminine body fluids, covered in scratches and bruises.

I can tell you for sure; I've looked better!