A Devil Named DeVere (The Devil DeVere)(81)

"Then the massage must quickly focus on the areas to be aroused," Salime answered, moving to Diana's buttocks. "This is a most sensitive place to begin such attentions, especially in the man, Khanum. There are hidden areas of heightened sensation to be explored—"

Diana abruptly sat up. "It is too much. I am uncomfortable with this."

"As you wish." Salime stepped away with a shrug. "You may go now."

"Go?"

"Yes. There is no purpose in remaining when you refuse what I teach. I waste no more time." She retrieved Diana's discarded shift and threw it at her.

Diana pulled it hastily over her head. "It's not that... it's just that...we are two women."

"So?" Salime said.

"I am unaccustomed to such intimate touch," Dian explained. "I think I should prefer to watch."

"While that may be arranged, Khanum, it is not enough just to watch. As with any art, it must be practiced to develop skill, but any gentleman here will likely wish you to participate."

The notion filled Diana with distaste. After a moment, she asked, "You said you frequently attend Lord DeVere in the hammam. Could it be arranged for me to attend him with you? Perhaps incognito? You know I do not wish to touch another man, so this is the way you must teach me."

Salime answered with a slow nod. "It could be done if that is your wish, Khanum." Salime proceeded across the room to an ornately carved ebony box, retrieving from within an object wrapped in blue velvet. She opened the cloth to reveal what appeared to be an artificial phallus, large, slightly curved, and intricately carved of ivory. "But you must practice with this." She presented the object to Diana. "Do you wish me to demonstrate?"

Diana nodded, too shocked to speak.

"Sit then." Salime lowered herself to a cushion on the floor and indicated Diana should do the same. "This is the kam??, a most magnificent organ of pleasure. It is perfectly made for worship with your hands, your mouth, and your k?l?f."

"Kilif?"

"Your woman's sheath. The control of which is another skill you must master."

"What do you mean?"

"You must learn to relax the body and squeeze only the muscles inside the kilif. If you learn this command of your inner muscles, you will command both his pleasure...and your own. Use your fingers or use the phallus to practice this skill. The most expert of women can bring a man to completion simply by milking his kam?? with her kilif alone. Master this, and he will belong to you and no other."

"You have done this?" Diana asked. With him?

"Never with Effendi," Salime answered the unvoiced question.

The notion that DeVere exercised at least some discretion with his various consorts gave Diana some small satisfaction. She had known the wonder of his kam?? in her kilif, and she found the thought of doing so again uncontrollably arousing. While initially disgruntled about losing the wager, Diana now reasoned that there was no harm in enjoying the penalty—as long as she remained in control. Thus, she listened and watched raptly, resolved to master all of what Salime shared.

"When we go to the hammam, he will lie on the hot marble, and you will begin the massage with hands prepared with warm oil. You will knead, soothe, and rub, working slowly and deliberately from feet to neck and then back to the buttocks where you will linger with increasing intimacy.

"When he is thoroughly relaxed, he will turn over onto his back, and you will repeat the motions, rubbing the warm oil into his skin, advancing slowly toward the inner thighs and lower belly. Do this well and without touching the pleasure organ, and you will have him in a state of full arousal, heightened to an increased intensity as he anticipates your touch upon his kam??.

"You will firmly massage the bone above the kam?? and then attend to his testis, kneading gently, for some men are very sensitive while others enjoy firmer handling. Behind his testis, use smooth downward strokes toward the 'sacred spot'. Circle and probe gently with your fingers, for mastering this technique affords him pleasure and can also be used to forestall emission. Do you comprehend, Khanum?"

"Yes, I follow you," Diana replied.

"To massage the kam??, place one hand just so." Salime wrapped her fingers firmly around the base of the phallus. "Gently squeeze and pull upward, sliding completely off. Repeat with the other hand, squeezing and pulling. Slowly. Sliding completely off. Continue on, and after a time, change directions, sliding your hand downward. When his breathing quickens, change the technique again, taking the kam?? between both hands and rubbing it briskly back and forth, as if to start a fire." She handed the object to Diana. "You do it."

The artificial phallus was hard and smooth yet warm in her hands from Salime's touch. Diana closed her eyes and imagined it was DeVere, an image that heated her insides, exciting a place that had been dormant far too long.

"When his excitation increases again, you must massage the head with the palm of your hand," Salime instructed, demonstrating with a rotation of her wrist. Diana repeated the motion as if she were juicing a lemon. "The variation of these techniques will bring him closer and closer to bo?alma, but if you feel the hardening of the testis, you must forestall this event by either moving to the sacred spot or by squeezing and holding the tip of the kam??.

"If you hold back his bo?alma six times, his final emission will be powerful and his rapture intense and complete." Salime regarded her steadily. "I can instruct you in the ways of pleasure, Khanum, but when the time comes, you must be prepared to do all as I teach you."