Chapter 3 - Escape

Tired and scared, Jane eventually rested by a small pond.  Although she had never really experienced swimming or bathing before, she felt drawn to the mirrored surface. Removing her clothes, she eased into the clear water. The sensation of years of sweat and grime leaving her body was intoxicating, and Jane moved in deeper, submerging her head to wash the grit out of her hair. When she emerged, she was startled to see a strange woman watching her from the bank. She was hairless except for her head, and her skin was a shade of blue-green. Her eyes glowed a sort of silver as she addressed Jane. 

	“Who are you, and why do you disturb my pond?” Jane blushed and tried to cover herself. 
	“I’m sorry Madame. I was only bathing.” 
	“I see that dear. I thought you were some kind of vicious intruder, but I see you’re not. You can call me Sebet. However, I still require some form of compensation for use of my water. It gets very lonely in the woods, without any friends. Please come closer.” 

	Jane moved close to Sebet, who quickly reached between Jane’s legs, grasping her pubic hairs. She pulled Jane in and kissed her deeply, her tongue probing the corners of Jane’s mouth. With her other hand, she began caressing the thick, soft patches of hair under Jane’s arms. Jane felt a tingle move through her body, and responded to Sebet’s embrace. She then dropped to her knees, her mouth probing Sebet’s smooth pussy. Jane moved her tongue in and out, tasting the sex like never before. Jane was rewarded for her efforts as Sebet came, the liquid flowing into Jane’s mouth tasting if anything better than that of Arlk. 

	Jane then lay back on the bank, her growing belly weighing heavily. Sebet knelt beneath her, massaging Jane’s clit with her tongue. Jane felt a wave of pleasure wash over her body as she experienced a deep orgasm, her juices splashing Sebet in the face. Sebet moved her tongue up Jane’s excited body, tasting her distended belly, erect nipples, and supple throat. Finally, Sebet reached her mouth, kissing her passionately. 

	There on the bank, the cool pond lapping at her feet, Jane fell asleep in Sebet’s embrace. When she awoke, Sebet was gone. Jane was alone, as rain began to fall. She gathered her sparse belongings and once more set off into the wilderness. Around nightfall, her pregnant body aching from the exertion, she stumbled upon a large manor in the woods. 

	Cautiously, she approached the door, and knocked. After a few minutes, the door opened. Facing her was a young woman wearing a loose robe and a hood that concealed most of her face. 

	“Please, madam. I am hunger and cold. Can you be so gracious as to extend your hospitality to me for one night?” 

	The woman thought for a moment, and then replied, “I believe there is some room in the stables. I’ll show you.” 

	She led Jane back outside and around the back of the house. The small stable only had one horse, but there was enough room for Jane to lie down with a coarse blanket. Alone, Jane tried to go to sleep, but couldn’t. She kept looking at the stallion, which had moved into a corner, uneasy with the stranger in his stable. Jane could smell the tension and the pent-up sexual energy of the stallion, and felt a dark desire welling up in her. She crawled underneath the horse, and began massaging its huge cock. Taking the end between her lips, she worked with her tongue and mouth while rubbing back and for vigorously with both hands. 

	The horse whinnied as it released a gush of seed into Jane’s face. At that same moment, the woman returned, holding a small plate of food. 
	“What do you think you are doing, whore?” 

	Jane turned around at the sound, her vision half obscured by the horse cum in her eyes.	

	“I am so sorry, but he just needed me. He wasn’t satisfied otherwise!” 
	“In that case, it seems that you have a very interesting talent, one that my master could use.” The woman beckoned Jane to follow her inside. “My master has very specific expectation of the women he employs, but I think you will fit in well to our little family. We can always use another little slut.”
 
	“I am not a slut,” Jane retorted, “I can see creature’s desires, and I satisfy them.” 

	The woman remained silent as she led Jane through the house and down into a basement. The horse cum was beginning to harden, and Jane could not make out much of the room below. She heard a voice say, 

	“Mary, you are back for our game tonight! And you brought a friend! How lovely! It seems she has some experience already, so we shouldn’t need to go soft on her. Both of you get ready!”