Based on the work of Robyn Bee, In 7 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.“Quit torturing the girl, ‘Nina,” the Empress finally cut in. “Put those away.”Theodora considered the young noblewoman for a time, weighing what she saw in her before speaking again.“Although, Antonina is right, my dear. You need to make sex a greater priority.” The young woman opened her mouth to speak, but shut it when the Empress held up a hand.“Hush now, love. Listen for a moment. The world out there might belong to men; but the bedchamber is ours. Take charge of it. You lead him to your bed, instead of following him in. Make a fortress of your sheets, Irene; a place where you are queen.”The young woman’s breath was still quick, and her face still burned. But she listened to the Empress with a focused intensity.“Find what makes your body shiver,” Theodora continued. “What drenches your lips and what makes you want to scream in pleasure. Making love is sport of two. Insist on your pleasure as much as his own and make your bodies sing. Then, when he is drained and warm and contentedly nestled in the pillow of your chest; that is when you start making suggestions.”“It’s almost too easy,” Antonina said, pulling the neckline of her dress back up to cover herself. “Once you know the trick of it. Get him used to following you between the sheets, and pretty soon he’ll follow you in everything else.”Theodora’s eyes sparkled, leaning towards the young woman.“Be gentle at first; as if whatever you say is just a passing thought. Don’t press, but bring up the next time you lay together; and then do it again. If he’s content, he’ll start to listen despite himself. Your conversations will become longer, deeper; and that’s when you’ll know you have him.”Lady Irene’s eyes were still a bit wild along the edges, though the flush had started to leech from her face.“I don’t,” She let out a ragged breath, shaking her head and pulling herself together. After another exhalation, she spoke again. "I’m not like you. I don’t know how.”The Empress’ smile was gentle. She nodded towards the woman’s buttoned up frame. “With that, my dear. Your mind is sharp, but it is your body that you must use. That will change in time, if you use it well. But for now, while you are young, it is your greatest weapon.”The young noblewoman nodded uncertainly, gazing down at the many layered dress she wore.“It is God’s gift to you,” the Empress continued. “Use it, take pride and revel in it. For it is yours, sweet Irene, and it is as beautiful as the soul it shelters.”“And remember what I said about your tits,” Antonina added.Theodora laughed softly, leaning back into her divan. I saw her gaze drift to the tightly bound swell of the other woman’s chest. She sighed. “They really are spectacular, aren’t they?”Irene was gazing down at herself, her fingers bunched in her lap. She was silent for a moment, then I saw her loosen.“I always have been rather proud of them,” she said, hesitantly. “They’re heavy but, are they really that nice?”“That’s right” Antonina said. “Be proud of what you’ve got. Now, loosen up that dress and push them out a bit. I want take a better look at them.”And then, slowly, as if she couldn’t really believe what she was doing, Irene reached for the collar of her dress.I shook my head, turning my back to them to face the door. This place, there was always something new. I smiled, hearing footsteps. It was Helena coming to stand beside me. She leaned against the wall.“She’s got them out now,” Helena said. “Are you sure that you don’t want to look?”“Are they as nice as we thought?”Helena laughed. “They’re even better.”I let out a long, regretful sigh, but did not turn around.“Ever the proper soldier,” she teased. “Although, I can’t help but remember how you didn’t hesitate to stare at me this morning.”I winced. “Yeah, well, that was different.”“Oh, was it now?” Her cypress eyes alight. “I’m excited for this explanation.”I reddened. “You’re going to do so many push-ups tomorrow morning.”I expected her to laugh again, but she didn’t. I glanced over, and found a strange expression on her face.“Tell me something,” she said. “If you were the Lady Irene’s husband, would you listen to her?”I considered her question, answering after a few moments. “I would.”“Why?”I blinked, resisting the urge to look back towards the young-woman. “Because she looks smart and serious. I’m sure that her suggestions are at least worth considering.”“But look at her,” Helena said. “She’s got her tits out in a room full of strangers.”I bristled, strangely defensive. “Yes, but that doesn’t change anything.”“Of course, it does. It’s not proper. It’s not her place.”“What?” I said, leaning back. “Helena, what the hell is going on?”“It’s not ...
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