Chapter 3

I finally acquiesced to Raey’s demand. Early one evening, a few days later, we discussed the idea again. I had to get over my Rukacian concept of morality. These Dobrazi are much more practical about sexual matters on their hotter world. I prepared to open a port to Dovater.

We went over the details of what I was to do and where I was to go. I explained my limitations. A portal can only be held open for a short time. Ten beats of the heart was about my limit if I was to return soon. Overdoing it could be fatal for me. It could drain my core.

I proposed we pick only two servants. I could return later if I needed to bring a servant back or obtain a third.

The real issue is that Raey said she must accompany me and help me decide on the servants we would select. They would be around both of us, after all. She admitted she came from a wealthy family. So, she knew the best possible way to select them and how to go through the process.

‘Sheeeeit!’

She also feared I might select inappropriate servants. The word she used was “inappropriate.” She explained that you don’t select on breast size or hair color. Both, she said, are silly male notions.

She said I want bright, healthy females with a docile nature. Raey would tear a bitch apart in minutes to protect her, me, or her home.

No, the females must be subservient; they must know their place; she’s their ultimate boss. I was merely their nighttime intimate partner. She insisted she knew the best way to select them.

We left the next evening. When we had previously visited Dovater. I had selected a few spots out of the way where I could comfortably port in. We packed two small cloth bags, which I put in null for the trip to the city. I opened a portal and we stepped through to a backstreet in Dovater.

I took her by the arm and escorted her to a more well-lit area. Dovater has gas lighting in the better parts of town. Raey signaled for a taxi, and we squeezed into a small one. She directed the driver to the Servants Residence Hall. We dismissed him after paying and entered the hall. We passed through a door into a small lobby, and we talked to a man at a desk briefly.

A few minutes later we were met by another man and escorted to a private room. He sat behind a desk and interviewed us as to our needs.

Raey did most of the talking. I trusted her implicitly. My only requirement was the women be personable. I wanted no hunchbacks or women with bad teeth or diseases. Raey had convinced me I would love her choices.

I heard the word ‘Ahting’ a few times. I did not ask what it meant. I would soon find out we were here specifically to interview women of the Ahting race.

The man excused himself to go bring us a selection of Ahting women to choose from.

Raey refused to tell me what Ahting was. She chuckled and made a big deal of getting one over on me.

The Servant Agent came back with six lovely tiny women for us to select from. Ahting women are olive-skinned with long, lustrous brown hair. They have brown eyes, small breasts, and legs that appear rather long. These women are actually on the small side. Their diminutive size was unappealing to me.

Next to Raey, they stand over a head and a half shorter. Their voices are all high soprano, and they speak quietly. They appear to be naturally bashful or timid by nature.

Their dresses were bright and made of something shiny. The dresses have a lot of needlework on them, mostly flowers or birds. The dresses, like Raey’s more formal dresses, resembled a shirt that went to mid-thigh. They have matching thin cloth belts to give the waist a bit of definition. The women are very curvy, if on a tiny scale.

I had doubts about these females. I liked a little spirit in my women. I did not want meek, fainthearted personalities. I wanted females that could give as well as take. Raey glanced at me and realized my reservations about the Ahting idea.

Raey said, “Please trust me. My father has Ahting body servants, and they are the superior choice. They come from a far northwestern continent, Laurelia, so their cost is somewhat dear. They are well worth the cost.

While Raey talked to me, the Servant Agent had said something to the women in another language. They all dropped their pretty dresses to display their bodies to us. They even kicked off their little slippers.

Naked, the six Ahting girls were quite amazing to behold. Each is a tiny little doll baby of a woman. Upon seeing them, I wanted to lick every square inch of each and every one of the sweet little darlings.

None of them had a blemish anywhere; their bodies were all a little on the slim side with narrow waists and sexy hips.

I particularly liked their miniature pointy breasts, pointier than I had seen before.

The bushes on their privates were purposely barbered into different shapes. One is a diamond shape, another is an upside down V. One is a rectangle where one is round. Of the final two, one is a heart shape, and the last is a small X.

Each girl sports a unique style of pubic hair.

The Servant Agent explained we would not be able to easily pronounce the girl’s names. Therefore, their names correspond to their individual vaginal hairstyles. The diamond-shaped vagina belonged to “Diamond,” and the V belonged to a girl named “Vee.”

Each girl came over to me and stood between my legs so I could inspect their beauty in intimate detail. Fuck! My goodness, why can’t I have them all? After visiting me for a few minutes, they would step over to Raey so she could inspect them.

They each slowly spun around, so I had a good back-end view. They each bent over enough that I could see their petite slits from behind. That was when I saw their labia were completely bare of hair. I used my senses to determine there was absolutely no stubble.

Raey and the five women back at our canyon boat yard were fully bushed. Evidently, this was a typical ‘Body Servant’ style or custom. The bare labia and coiffed vulva are a servant affectation for the powerful man’s pleasure.

I had no clue as to how I would pick one of these tiny honeys over the others. I would like to have them all. That was not practical so I let Raey make her choices. For my body servants, she chose Vee and Heart.

Money

Early in our relationship, Raey had learned of my gold hoard. She had me convert some coins to the small pocket-sized bricks used here. We could freely trade gold for the local money called Lukkre. A fortune was passed to the Servant Agent, and he returned with two contracts for us to sign. The girls had left, and our two would meet us at the front door.

The contract described the girls and set forth a few conditions. They were not to be mistreated, damaged, or killed. Birth control was my responsibility, and a few other caveats were listed. They must be fed and clothed. All children would be my financial responsibility until the age of 12. 12 is the age of majority here in Dobraz.

We collected our girls, Vee and Heart. We grabbed a large taxi and had it take us to a hotel. While in the taxi, I pulled Raey’s and my bags from null. We exited the taxi, I paid, and we entered the hotel.

We got a three room suite, two bedrooms with a convenience room. It has a stainless steel privy, a sink, and a crudely tiled enclosure for stand-up baths. This was an exclusive hotel and had serious amenities. It barely measured up to my world.

The lighting was not gas lights. They had actual electric lights, complete with bare wiring. I was told the lights were called fluorescents. They used long, thin tubes that emitted light when you pressed the red ‘on’ buttons. The black ‘off’ buttons extinguished the lights. I was told to be careful near the tubes. They are fragile. Stay away from the wires.

I thought, “No Shit!”

My stomach made a loud sound after we barely entered the room. We had paid extra for a suite nearer the lower part of the building. There was an elevator.

Raey said. We should only use the stairs. If the electricity stopped, we could get stuck. They have a steam engine in the basement that turns a generator that makes the electricity. It’s a new invention.”

I didn’t bother to mention to Raey that I could port the four of us back to the room.

We trooped downstairs to the hotel restaurant. Lo and behold, the two Ahting girls could read Dibrazi well. Well enough to read the menu, it was talking to the locals that was the issue for them. We ordered food and ate it when it came. It was a fine restaurant. We were soon very satisfied and left to go back upstairs. We went to our room to get acquainted.

Heart went into the convenience room, and I heard water running. She came back out naked and took me by the hand.

Heart said, “Come, master.” I thought to myself I would love to cum as I followed her little jiggly butt to the “convenience room.”

Heart bathed me from head to toe using her hands and the liquid soap provided. She washed me and only concentrated on one certain area long enough to leave me hanging out there.

We rinsed and toweled off. Vee and Raey came in and started their shower. I started to have a suspicion.

Heart took me into my bedroom and got me sitting on the bed. She began performing the most amazing fellatio on me. His was no mere blowjob; Heart was an artful lover and soon had me gushing into her mouth. After my fellatio session, she spent a long time appreciating my body. She caressed and massaged me until I melted.

I heard a sound from the other bedroom. I went to the doorway and looked in. Vee was on the floor on her knees, and she was eating Raey out. Now I understood. I didn’t think of Raey as a lesbian per se. Bi, maybe?