Rya felt a wave of embarrassment wash over her as the young woman, Liria, began to undress her. The soft fabric of Rya's black pants slipped down, followed by the gentle tug of her shirt as it was lifted off, leaving her in a delicate purple-black lace bra and matching panties.
Liria's eyes widened with admiration as she blushed, an innocent smile spreading across her face. "Wow! I see you're wearing some really stunning undergarments. I have to say, I wish I had a figure like yours, Miss Rya. I can't help but feel a bit inadequate standing next to you." Her voice was filled with sincerity, but Rya could sense an underlying nervousness.
"Liria, can you please stop calling me Mistress?" Rya asked, her discomfort evident in her tone as she shifted her weight slightly. The term felt too formal and too loaded, intensifying her unease.
"Of course, I'm sorry, Miss Rya," Liria replied quickly, her cheeks still flushed. "Now, let me return the favor." With delicate fingers, she reached for Rya's bra, carefully undoing the clasp, her movements a blend of hesitation and eagerness. Rya felt her tightening nipples harden further, her breasts spilling out as the material fell away, baring them to Liria's eyes. The Dark Elf wanted to cover up for some weird reason, but instead, she just stood there and waited, unsure of what else to do as her hired escort stared at her in awe.
"Your breasts are lovely, Miss Rya," the elven woman breathed, her fingers hovering above one of Rya's pink, hardened nipples. She was careful not to touch, her gaze traveling lower. "May I remove your underwear?"
Rya swallowed hard, her mouth suddenly dry, and then gave a jerky nod.
'Stop being stupid, Rya! You paid her to do this. So, act like it and just go with the flow!'
Her thoughts did little to ease her nervousness, but she did her best to relax and allow Liria to finish undressing her.
"Oh my..." Liria murmured, her eyes fixated on Rya's bare breasts. "They look so soft, mmmh..." Liria gently caressed the undersides and slowly sucked on Rya's left nipple.
"A-Ah! That tickles!" Rya gasped, her arms shooting up to grasp Liria's shoulders.
Liria continued teasing her nipples, and her free hand drifted lower, gliding across her stomach, until it reached her panty-clad mound.
A light moan escaped Rya's lips. However, instead of enjoying the sensation, Rya's mind went blank as Liria's hand slipped underneath her panties and began fondling her.
'Shit. Shit. Shit. Why am I still not turned on? What's wrong with me?...'
Rya found herself in a tumultuous state of mind. The few times she had indulged in self-exploration since her transformation into a woman had revealed something unexpected: her capacity for arousal was very much alive as a woman. It had taken her by surprise, especially during that incident with the Cave Troll. In the heat of that moment, after finally striking down the beast, a rush of Mana Lust surged through her, making Qunius's touch feel electric, igniting her senses in a way she had never experienced before.
At first, she brushed off the intensity of that moment, attributing it solely to Qunius's exploitation of her vulnerability. However, beneath her dismissive exterior, she couldn't ignore the thrill that coursed through her—an exhilarating release that produced a female climax, a sensation she realized was unlike anything she had ever experienced in her life as a man. What she had initially categorized as a mere lapse in judgment was slowly transforming into something far more significant, stirring emotions and desires that tugged at the edges of her consciousness, making it increasingly difficult to cast aside as a mistake.
Now, the woman who was meant to bring her pleasure was failing to meet her expectations, leaving Rya frustrated and longing for the sensations she had just begun to understand. The yearning within her grew stronger, a reminder of the pleasure she had tasted, but it couldn't be found.
'I-Is there something wrong with me? This feels nice... But I'm not sure why I'm not loving this?' Rya thought to herself. She did her best to push those feelings aside and enjoy the moment. After all, she was paying for it.
As for Liria, she saw the Dark Elf closing her eyes, her face contorted in frustration.
'Hm? She's distracted. Let's knock it up a notch,' Liria thought to herself, and her hand slipped into her panties.
The way Liria's tongue swirled around Rya's nipples was nice, but something about her gentle touch wasn't quite doing it for Rya.
'Ah? Oh, that's better. But... I'm not getting excited,' Rya thought to herself as Liria started rubbing her clit.
When Liria was done undressing Rya, she pushed her back onto the bed and licked her lips when she stared down at the Dark Elf.
"My, my, you're quite a stunning woman, Miss Rya. You're making me wet."
Rya blushed and nervously laughed, "Hehe, th-thanks."
'Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Why the fuck can't I get excited!? I used to love it when a woman took charge. Something is missing! But what is wrong?'
"Let me take care of you now," Liria whispered and moved down Rya's body, licking and sucking her breasts.
Rya felt a wave of confusion wash over her as she lay there, caught in a moment that felt both surreal and intoxicating. Liria's movements were deliberate and sensual, her body pressing against Rya's with a rhythm that sent shivers of pleasure coursing through her. At first, Rya's mind raced with panic; she couldn't find the familiar spark of arousal that usually ignited her senses. Yet, she was liking the pleasure that Liria gave her as she was grinding her clit into Rya's soft pussy.
'Shit. I'm starting to like this! But... I can't get turned on!'
Liria's hands were all over Rya's body, groping and massaging her breasts, teasing her nipples, and gently tugging on her hair. Rya moaned, arching her back, her body responding eagerly. She couldn't deny the sensations, her breath quickening, a familiar tension coiling deep within her core. However, with each grid of Liria's hips, her movements became less coordinated and more frantic, and the mounting desire inside Rya remained unfulfilled.
"Ahh! Ughhh! Yes! Is Miss Rya enjoying yourself?" Liria asked with a hint of excitement in her voice.
'This is so frustrating. I don't understand why I'm not enjoying myself. What the fuck is going on? This has never happened before. Maybe, maybe I should stop her, and I should just pay her to leave.'
"Y-yes... I think?" Rya said with a nervous tone in her voice.
"Really? Hmm, it doesn't sound like it." Liria whispered as she stopped her movement and stared at the dark elf beneath her. "Are you really into women, Miss Rya? Because from the sounds of it, you don't sound like a lesbian."
The challenge was a blow to her confidence, and the words cut her like a knife.
"W-what!? I-I am! Of course, I'm into women! It's just... I don't know why I'm having trouble. M-Maybe you're not good at this!" Rya deflected her shame onto the human prostitute.
Liria chuckled softly at the dark elf's playful denial. It was curious to her why Rya felt compelled to convince herself that she had any interest in women at all. Perhaps it was a facade, a way to shield herself from deeper truths. As Liria contemplated this, she felt a mix of amusement and intrigue. But regardless, she had a job to do, and she had an idea how to find out if this Dark Elf is really a lesbian or not. If she could cleverly navigate the labyrinth of Rya's emotions, she just might uncover the reality behind this dark elf's desires. It was a challenge she welcomed, a delicate dance between probing curiosity and gentle encouragement.
"Oh really? Well, perhaps I should just prove you wrong," Liria teased as she slid her hand between the Dark Elf's legs and gently stroked her inner thighs.
"Mmmm, yeah... I'd like to see you try," Rya responded, trying to put on a playful smile, tugging at her lips.
Liria giggled, then kissed the Dark Elf's neck and slowly guided her to go face down on the mattress.
"Oh, I'm going to have so much fun with you," Liria whispered, and the Dark Elf could feel the tip of her finger sliding along her wet slit.
"O-oohhh, not too hard," Rya moaned softly.
"I don't understand you, Miss Rya. Are you a mature, experienced woman who knows what she wants, or a naive, innocent girl who doesn't even know how to enjoy herself? It's a little confusing."
Liria's voice was playful, her words spoken in a soft tone.
"Well, I-I'm both. I've been around," Rya said, trying her best not to seem like a virgin, but she hasn't experienced sex as a woman, and she's confused about her sexual identity.
"Mmhm, my word, you sound like such a novice. What happened to all that confidence you showed earlier?" Liria said with a smirk, and she pressed the tip of her finger deeper into the Dark Elf's entrance.
Rya gasped, a jolt of pleasure surging through her.
"I'm a little rusty, that's all."
"Hm? But your hymen isn't broken. Does this mean that you're a virgin?" Liria asked playfully.
Rya blushed furiously. She was unsure of how to respond. Sure, she's had sex as a man, but for some reason, losing her cherry didn't seem like something she wanted to lose in a place like this. She knew the answer to Liria's question was 'yes.' However, she couldn't admit that truth. Not when she had been so eager to prove her attraction to women, and now, Liria's question left her feeling exposed.