Part 3

Sharesh awoke early the next morning, and languidly stretched her way out of bed. She let Vannah sleep, the poor girl had worked hard last night, and the sheets would need changing as a result. She slipped into the large bathing room, and performed her morning ablutions.

As she emerged from the bathroom, she saw movement under the door to the hall. Someone was outside her door. She smiled, thinking it was either a message or, better perhaps, the page. She silently padded to the door and pressed her ear to it. She heard soft breathing and the nervous footsteps of someone pacing. Did the page need a bit of encouragement, perhaps? She pondered, then decided action was always better than inaction, and opened the door.

The page quite literally leaped into the air, and gave out a startled 'meep.' Sharesh giggled at that, and opened the door far enough that he could see her entire body. She leaned on the edge of the door, caressing the knob with her tail. "What has you outside my door at such an hour?" She asked.

He was visibly shaking, and he wrung his hands together. "I... I thought... you want see me." He said, trying to give a smile, that came out more of a grimace of fear.

She nodded slowly. "Indeed, I did." She smiled her most disarming smile, the one without two inches of fang. "Please, come in." She said, opening the door all the way.

The lad stepped in quickly, but stopped just as soon as he was clear of the door's swing. He was staring at the bed, where Vannah was skill sleeping quietly. Her top half was uncovered and one leg was poking out of another part of the blanket.

"Don't worry, she's just very tired." The cat said into his ear, whispering. "Besides, if she wakes up, she'll probably just join in." She slipped her long arms around the boy, running one hand up his chest, and the other down his belly. He still shook nervously, so she stopped as she neared his manhood. "You're very afraid." She said, turning him around. "Why?"

He looked at her. "Have no woman before." He said, looking down at the floor, then tapped himself on the chest. "Virgin. Little boy."

Sharesh could not resist. She slowly cast her eyes down to the obvious bulge in his tight pants. "Boy, perhaps. little, no. You look perfectly normal down there." She said, her eyes taking in his organ trying to stiffen in the constraining pants, the poor thing looked so pitiful all bound up like that.

Truth be told, she was not overly impressed with his size, but she never let size daunt her, in either direction. He had more than enough, she grinned as she met his eyes again. She grabbed his hand in a fast cat-like move, causing him to inhale sharply. She moved it to her neck, letting him feel her soft fur, then down her shoulder to her chest, then placed it firmly onto her breast, and left it there. He nervously held it there a moment, perfectly still, then squeezed slightly. She sighed, probably a bit more than the sensation deserved, but young men needed encouragement. She was a professional after all.

Cautiously, he brought his other hand up to the other breast, and she smiled at him, nodding slightly. He squeezed the other breast, more firmly, this time, and she sighed again, and did not have to exaggerate this one. She took a half step closer to him, so that he was not holding her breasts with arms sticking straight out from himself. He watched her nervously as she closed the space between the two of them. She said. "You are wearing clothes, it is hardly fair." She looked at his shirt, pants, and shoes.

He blinked a few times. "I should take off?" He asked quietly, still fondling her breasts tentatively.

She nodded. "What we're going to be doing needs no clothes." She smiled wider, and let some fang show.

He took his hands from her ample bosom and started to remove his shoes. Then he unbuttoned his shirt, sliding it off his arms. He was pretty well built, for a skinny man, she thought. Then he untied the laces at the front of his pants, and started to push them down, before he got them off his hips he stopped. Staring over Sharesh's shoulder.

The cat turned slowly to see Vannah smiling at her from the bed. "You did not say we would have company this morning." She said, eyeing the boy. "Good morning Tomas." She said to him.

He gulped. "Good morning Vannah." He said, his eyes very wide. He had a crush on Vannah, Sharesh saw it right away. It was this lad's lucky day.

Sharesh said. "Yes, Tomas here will be joining me as breakfast." She said over her shoulder to the girl. "Will you be dining with me?"

Vannah giggled and sat up, still naked. "Of course." She said. "I am your chambermaid, and this is your chamber." Tomas' breath was very short now, coming in little gasps of air.

The cat smiled at him. "You are still wearing pants. Are you not going to let us see what we are to have this morning?"

He tried to smile again, giving that nervous grimace that he seemed to default to when pressed by wicked necessity. He nodded, and slowly pushed his pants down to his ankles and pulled them off.

Sharesh reached out and boldly grabbed is shaft, already stiff as a metal rod and pulled him to the bed. As she sat on the edge, she gestured for Vannah to some sit by her. The girl quickly obliged and kissed the cat's neck. Sharesh whispered into her ear. "Young Tomas has a thing for you, you know?"

The girl whispered back. "I know, he looks at me a lot when he sees me."

Nodding, the cat girl stroked his swollen organ. "I will take him first, so that when he takes you he will last longer." She said to Vannah. "I wish you to enjoy it more."

Vannah nodded and sat back a little. The lad looked very worried about what the two had said to each other, and they both looked up at him with predatory eyes. Vannah's hand came up and started massaging his testicles, while Sharesh's hand kept stroking his penis. His eyes grew large at the sight of both girls handling his manhood. Then the cat leaned in and licked the side of his shaft, opening her hand slightly to get a long lick down the length. The girl joined her, and took the head in her mouth, at the same time.

He gasped as the two worked on him together, Sharesh licking and touching, Vannah sucking and rolling his nuts around in her palm. He will not last long, thought Sharesh, but he is very young, he will be ready again in a few minutes. She whispered this to Vannah, who nodded with his cock still between her lips. He moaned as she took him deeply, all the way to his root, and the cat was obliged to move to his scrotum with her abrasive tongue. She started licking backward, and soon was behind his testicles, and nearing the tight pucker of his anus. As her tongue roughly dragged over his tight little hole, the girl inhaled sharply, and the cat started working to the front again. When she got back out to Vannah's pretty face, she was smiling, and licking her lips. Sharesh kissed her deeply, and tried to abscond with the semen still in her mouth. The two tongue wrestled with the salty stuff for a few moments, much to Tomas' pleasure, and finally parted lips and looked at him.

"You've better have more, young man." Sharesh said, looking up at him. Vannah handily translated quickly, and he smiled widely and nodded.

"Moment, only." He said. His organ already hardening again, with Vannah's tongue lapping at it.

Sharesh smiled and kissed her way up his body to his neck, and started to kiss and bite it, and he moaned as she pierced his skin at the base of his neck to his shoulder, and lapped at his blood, gently. She did not draw much, just two tiny pricks, but enough to fire up her own blood. She grabbed his head, roughly in her hands, and used her claws to ensure he turned when she wanted him to. She kissed him, sliding her tongue into his mouth, and rasping at his tongue and the roof. He moaned, and Vannah said. "He is ready again, M'lady." Removing her mouth from his again erect pole.

The cat pushed her away and down, forcing the girl to lie before him. She moved around and behind Tomas and kissed his neck as he looked down at Vannah lying spread open before him. "Take her." She whispered into his ear softly. And ran her hand up the crack of his ass, and tickled her finger on his anus. He crawled up onto the bed, and laid between the girl's legs. She lifted her knees and adjusted beneath him, smiling and putting her arms around his neck. "Tomas, do you want me?" She said in Eastron. He nodded, sweating already, despite the cool and the lack of him having actually done anything yet. Sharesh reached down and took hold of his shaft, then aimed for the two young people. Vannah said. "Then do so." He pushed forward and slipped easily into her, she moaned as he went into her completely and pushed back up with her pelvis.

Sharesh moved her hand back to his rump, and again started to finger at his anus. She extended the claw on that finger, and slipped its tip into the lad, to see his reaction. His cheeks spread apart as he shifted his legs to keep pushing into Vannah, but give the cat access to his anus. She pushed it all the way into him, and he grunted as her finger itself followed the opening claw. As said before, Sharesh has thick fingers, able to house substantial nails within a special fold of skin and cartilage. He groaned as the thick finger opened him like a young girl being taken by a lad. When he bucked away Vannah moaned as he drove aggressively into her. Sharesh smiled, this was fun, she decided, and pushed her finger deeper retracting the claw, which made the finger thicken noticeably, while removing the chance of hurting him with the razor sharp extension. He certainly noticed the thickening, pushing even harder into the girl's accommodating vagina, and ribbing harder against her pelvis with his own, grinding her clitoris between them.

As the cat began to push the finger in and out of his tight anus, he started pumping into Vannah at the same tempo, finally, they had it down, and Sharesh simply had to hold her hand steady, and the boy pushed into the girl, causing her finger to slide partially out of him, then when he pulled back, it shoved the finger into him to her third knuckle. Vannah asked. "Your penis is pulsing, are you coming?"

He shook his head. "It swells every time Miss Sharesh puts her finger in me, though I will come soon." He said, smiling. The girl felt around his ass with her hand, and felt where Sharesh's finger was entering her lover. She smiled and rubbed a finger around the imbedded finger, tickling his stretched anus. She was gasping for air now, and getting close herself. Sharesh moved one hand down between both teens' legs and wet it with Vannah's free-flowing juices. She slipped the finger down an inch or so and slipped it into the girl's tight rectum, it went easily with the moist lubrication on the finger and flowing down the crack of her ass from the steady motion Tomas was providing.

Impaling both kids on her fingers, she started to move them quickly inside them, and they both built to an orgasm quickly. She watched in fascination as the boy pounded into the girl, and the girl ground against him. She knew they felt her fingers, and that they were enjoying it, but mostly they were watching each other. Vannah started her climax first, but was still in the middle of it, moaning and pushing hard up against her lover, when Tomas had his, men come faster, Sharesh noted, and he was done before the girl was done, He tried to not slow down, but had to, by his own body's design. The cat gently pulled her fingers free before either was fully down from the physical rush they had just experienced.

The two kissed and petted each others heads and shoulders. Then the both looked to the cat. "Shall I tell him to prepare for you, M'lady." Vannah asked her. "I thought you were to take him first, so he would last longer."

Sharesh shrugged. "I got excited for you." She said, then grinned. "Tell him to return tomorrow morning." She told the girl, who babbled something in Eastron, and the lad, still smiling, stood from the bed.

He turned to Sharesh and said. "I thank you, for pleasure, will be back tomorrow." He said, and started dressing. The sun was peering in their window. "I must to working." He said, starting to dress faster.

Sharesh and Vannah both helped him dress quickly, then they both took a turn kissing him firmly before he left. He had an incredible smile on his face as he went into the hall. The cat suspected he would wear it all day.

As he jogged down the hall, Sharesh said to Vannah, "I should go check on your cousin." She put on a dressing gown and headed for the Count's room. She knocked gently on the door. There was no response, after another knock and no response, she gently opened it. The Count was still lying beside the peacefully sleeping girl. She had a half smile on her plain face that made her much prettier.

Sharesh sat on the couch and watched them sleep until shortly after that a firm knock came to the door, and the Count awoke, blinking he said "Enter." In Eastron.

The door opened and the butler came in with two pages bearing trays. She smiled at Tomas as he started at her appearance in the Count's chamber so soon after he had left her. The Count stroked the girl's hair until she blearily opened her eyes, M'lord?" She asked, then her eyes went wide as the huge platter of food was placed before her. The two ate as the butler and pages left quietly.

Sharesh came over to the bed and sat at the foot. She put her hand on the girl's ankle. "Please ask her if she feels well?" She said to the Count, he did so.

The girl nodded happily and kept stuffing her face with sausage and biscuits. She swallowed, then said, in her language. "M'lord is a fine lover." She smiled at him. "I will not hesitate to come to him again."

He blushed under the praise, and drank a large cup of water to mask his embarrassment.

The girl put her hand on his arm. "I am glad you were gentle with me, M'lord, thank you." She said, speaking Eastron, and kissed his shoulder.

He nodded and took her hand and kissed it. "It is me who should be thankful, you gave me something dear to you last night." He replied in that language also. He smiled. "And that third time, I was not all that gentle."

She giggled at that, and said. "But I did not mind by that point. I was used to you."

The two kissed again, and Sharesh smiled at them, then rose to go eat her own breakfast. "I will return later." She said to the Count. And walked sultrily to the door. Ash she closed it, she saw him feeding the girl from his platter and her feeding him in the same manner. Something must have changed in this man, he was not only being gentle, he was being fun, and even romantic, in a fashion.

As she padded the hall, she passed Tomas again, and winked at him. He smiled back and said. "I not speak of us to people, M'lady" He said.

"Talk about me all you want, but leave Vannah out of it, okay?" She replied, kissing him on the cheek.

He looked blank for a moment. "I can speak of loving you?" He said. "But not Miss Vannah, M'lady?"

She nodded. "That's right, I am expected to bed everyone. But she is a good girl." She said and patted his ass to send him away. He took off at a jog again, headed for the servant's stairs.

She entered her room and Vannah was in the bath again. She shuddered and sat on the bed, nibbling on sausages and eggs.

As she finished all the carnivorous dishes on the platter, Vannah entered the room, toweling off her hair. "Will you be having me bathe you this morning, Miss Sharesh?" Vannah asked, formally.

The cat grinned and reclined beside the large breakfast tray. "I think I will, actually." She said to the girl, stretching languidly and watching the young woman with her emerald eyes.

"I will save my toast and butter, then." Said Vannah smiling, and setting the tray on the night stand.

After another wondrous grooming and lovemaking session, Sharesh was truly ready to face the day. It was almost noon when she finally returned to the Count's chambers.

"Good morrow, M'lord." She said, smiling brightly as he picked up papers off the table, and shoved them into a small attache case.

He said. "Well, hello again, Miss Sharesh." As if seeing her for the first time in months.

She grinned at him. "Has your new playmate gone home?" She said, teasing him.

"She is home." He said, a bit wistfully. "You do know, that I almost managed a full change our last time last night?"

She grinned. "Then you did very well with her." She complimented. "She seemed much happier than I imagine most girls you've opened."

He nodded, and looked a little sad. "I know." He agreed. "I think I missed many opportunities to see wondrous things before my eyes, with each girl." She sighed. "To think that I can, instead of causing them to cringe, cause them to bloom into lustful creatures who get very exciting indeed." He looked at her hard. "I so look forward to seeing her again, and I mean her, not just a inexperienced girl, but that one, the one I have brought part way to full acceptance of me. I wish to complete that acceptance, and see the look on her face when she is eagerly taking the full measure of myself."

Sharesh sat on the foot of the bed and nodded as he paced and spoke. He stopped. "It is incredible how much more intense it is when they will meet your eye, and tell you that they want it." She said, grinning.

He nodded enthusiastically. "It is!" He said. "That little girl, just recently innocent, looked right at me, with no fear in her face and told me she wished me to take her a second time, then a third!" He laughed. "Then do you know what she asked me?" He said, his face wide eyed and eager.

She tilted her feline head and looked at him, and then said. "What?"

"She asked if I would be making a full shape change next time!" He said. "When I asked if she was worried about that, she said that she was simply curious, and actually hoped she could accommodate me when I did soon." He leaned close to the cat's emerald eyes. "I do so look forward to next time with that one." He sighed.

Sharesh kissed his cheek. "I hope it will be soon." She said.

"Well, enough of my romantic desires, back to my education, then." He said, clapping his hands loudly to clear his own mind.

Sharesh looked at him and said. "I think you are nearly done, M'lord." She said. "You have learned to not hurt them, and I am now teaching you why you would wish to not do so."

"But I feel it was all so easy." He said. "Things I could have done, but simply did not know to."

She shrugged. "Had you been properly brought up with girls about, you would have learned much of this before now." She said. "But being in a military camp with a man who apparently only thought of sex as something the troops do to relieve tension didn't help."

He smiled. "I see that now." He said. "I loved my people, but I was not loving to my people." He shook his head. "I have to remember that they are all people, not things to sate my lust upon." He chuckled. "If I do that, they will sate my lust for me, eagerly." His hands clenched into fists. "I could kill my father for denying me that knowledge."

"Perhaps he did not know it himself. He may have been raised the same way." Sharesh said, playing devil's advocate. "Just see to it you do not. Even if you wish them to be men of arms, give them time to play with others, girls and boys, so they can see how they interact, and interact themselves with them." She looked at him hard. "Do not leave them around all grown and dour men who think only of the battle."

"I will not, should I ever have sons." He said.

Sharesh grinned widely. "I think you will be having enough fun to ensure that occurring eventually." She said. "Especially if you keep your women folk pleased at your coming to them." She rose from the bed. "I will come again after nightfall, eat early." She informed him.

At half an hour after darkness fell, she walked to the Count's chambers. "M'lord, Vannah and I would walk with you in the country."

"A walk?" He said, rising from his accustomed place to perform state's work. "Well, it is not a pupil's place to question the instructor's methods." He said, and rose from his seat. He saw Vannah standing in the doorway behind the cat girl. She, also was dressed for the cool evening outside. He put on his jacket from his own walk in closet, and they left the room.

Outside, the two girls took up flanking positions on his, grabbing an arm each. He did not mind all this attention one bit. Vannah had one of the small lanterns from the groundskeeper's shed which illuminated the path they were following.

He hadn't trod this path in months, maybe even a couple of years. It led up and around a large hill that stood between the village and his manor. Finally, they came to the large patio that had been built by one of the manor's former owners, there was a wide bench there, and a short wall. The village twinkled down below, some three miles distant. The two girls spoke to him at length about how nice a view it was and that he would like what he saw from here tonight.

After an hour he was growing restless. "Why am I here, Miss Sharesh?" He asked. Down below half the town's lights were out. As a rule, the hard working folk of Vilkbin went to bed early. All but a few lights in the homes were out, and, of course, the two taverns the village hosted. Vannah looked over the wall and pointed. "Look, there!" She said, smiling broadly.

Victor looked, squinting at what she pointed at. "A candle in a window, or something like it." He said. "What of it?" He asked.

The cat said. "There are two more, there and there." She said, pointing to two other spots in the village where someone had set a candle to burn in the window.

The Count sighed. "And what of those, my lovlies? He asked, looking at the lights.

"Those, M'lord," Sharesh said, in her best teacher tones, "are girls who are inviting you to their bed this very night." She said.

He looked again. "They are what?" He said, squinting at the tiny flickers that marked a candle. As he watched another came to life in another window.