NOVEL SIMPLE Chapter 59 – A Squabble
“Oh, right!” Elana suddenly realised she had forgotten something. It wasn’t that important, but… It was better to take care of it now.
“What is it?” Moira was leaning down in her seat, enjoying the ride. She was looking at the passing trees while enjoying the calve massage from the Toy.
“I forgot to do something back in the dorms.” Elana stretched away her stiffness. They had been in the carriage for the better part of two hours now. She ignored Moira’s questioning look and began searching for Cinthia’s bag of wonders.
“What is it?” Moira followed each movement Elana made. “Oh? Are we going to play?” She smiled demurely.
“Something like that.” Elana opened the bag and began rummaging through it. “Cinthia?”
From the outside, Elana’s bodyguard answered immediately.“Yes, my lady?” She was manning the carriage.
The man who was sent to do that was dismissed immediately. Elana didn’t want to deal with a spy. Which meant Mary had to deal with two now. Her sister was sharing the ride with Catarina and Leina and two coachmans.
“Is there anyone near us?” Elana tried to find something suitable.
After a pause came an answer. “Your sister's carriage is ahead of us, but aside from that, we are alone. We can slow down, and they won’t hear anything.” Cinthia helpfully informed.
“I wonder how they are doing there,” Moira ‘accidentally kicked Toy’s face. “Catarina didn’t look comfortable with sitting together with Mary.”
“I am sure Catarina is fine. Mary won’t do anything untoward…” Elana paused. “Probably.”
“Wow. That was not reassuring at all.” Moira kicked Toy again.
Elana knew Moira didn’t enjoy inflicting pain anywhere near as much as she did. Her woman was doing it just because she thought kicking a girl was funny.
And seeing Toy’s expression, Elana had to agree. It was funny how the once-maid’s face was squashed under the merciless kicks. “Enough of that.” She pulled out a strap-on. “Do you want it, or should I?”
Moira looked at the tool in surprise. “I thought we would wait until the wedding night.”
Elana threw the thing, hitting Moira’s forehead. “Who agreed! I never did!”
“What the fuck!” Moira fell back and nursed her head. “That hurt, you bitch!”
“You are the bitch! Be glad I lo-” Elana stopped. “Look at what you almost made me say!”
Moira dramatically threw her hands in the air. “And what’s wrong with saying you love me? You did it only that day!”
“Nothing is wrong. You already know I do.” Elana weathered the heated stare.
“And?”
With a sigh, Elana spoke further. “And I… I don’t know. It feels sappy. Not like me. Soft? Like I have changed, even if I don’t think I have. And then there is our future together…”
“That's a lot of words instead of just ‘I love you’.” Moira threw the strapon back, completely missing somehow. “At least you are honest. That’s the good part of you.” She kicked Toy.
“You almost threw it out! How?” Elana joined Moira and kicked Toy, ignoring the exited coming from the trash between them.
“I couldn’t decide if I wanted to hit your head or get rid of the strap-on.” Moira huffed and puffed. “Why did you pull it out if you don’t want to have sex with me? It is so fucking confusing!”
“It was for this thing!” Elana’s kick made Toy moan. “I forgot to take her virginity before!”
“The hell!” Moira stomped down on Toy. “Explain things before acting! It is confusing!”
“You made the stupid assumption!” Elana pointed with the strap-on’s head at Moira.
“You were the one who made the grand speech about our wedding being a big deal!”
Elana narrowed her eyes. “Oh?”
“Uh, no. It is, it is.” Moira suddenly raised her hands in a pacifying manner. “I didn’t want to imply otherwise. Don’t look at me like that.” She was genuinely sorry.
“It is. And then there is…” Elana trailed off while looking at Moira’s tummy.
“Yeah…” Moira understood. “I mean. I am excited. But there is definitely no rush. I don’t know how to do it. We need to experiment first. I already have the perfect candidate!”
“I can imagine.” Elana didn’t quite agree with Moira’s choice, but she didn’t particularly care either way.
“And when we finally get married…” Moira giggled. “We will be ready.”
Elana sighed. She wasn’t ready to talk about the magical properties of their bracelets used to make each other pregnant, and Moira knew it. “We are getting nowhere. So. What will it be? Do you want to fuck her, or should I?”
“Um,” Moira tilted her head. “Can’t we do it together?”
“Of course,” Elana allowed a smile. “She pushed her hand back in Cinthia’s bag and pulled out the second, larger strap-on she had prepared. “But this one will have to go in the rear.”
“Oh,” Moira extended her hand to receive the bigger tool. “I think I’ll enjoy doing that. You will have a better look at her face if you get her pussy.”
“I do enjoy the expression of pain.” Elana began undressing. “You know me so well.”
“A duty of a wife.”
“A to be wife.”
“A fiancee.”
Elana sighed. “Let’s just fuck this thing and be done with it.” She poked the panting Toy with her toe. “Underss already. I can’t believe this thing!”
“She is lost in her fantasies.” Moira guessed more than concluded. “Oh, wait,” Toy gulped, then began tearing away her garb. “She is back.”
They both watched the girl between them undress while preparing themselves. Toy hungrily watched the two domineering women push down their underwear and put on the strap-ons. She couldn’t help but moan. It had been so long since her pussy had been touched.
Toy finally was done undressing, having only her chastity belt on. She hesitantly stood up, keeping her hands on her sides and presented herself.
“Good.” Elana nodded. “Now. Where did I put the keys, I wonder?”
