Empress Eun Ae seemed to savor every moment of undressing me. She was slow and deliberate as she untied my ceremonial wonsam. She walked around me in a circle, slipping it off one shoulder, then the other, my arms emerging from where they hid in the wide sleeves. Then she neatly draped it over a nearby chair. She did the same with the rest of my clothes, slowly untying my jeogori, and pulling it off my shoulders, exposing my bare arms. Next came my chima, leaving me in just my sheer white sakchima undergarments. And finally those came off too.

Despite my comfort being nude in the bath house earlier, I was extraordinarily uncomfortable now. This was totally different. Every inch of my body was being inspected and scrutinized by the most powerful woman in the Empire. I wanted so badly to cover my breasts, feeling self conscious of their small size and thinking the Empress would prefer if they were bigger. I felt the urge to put a hand in front of my sex, which had been freshly shaved by the handmaidens after my bath. I felt so exposed in front of her piercing eyes. She could see every mole, every blemish, and every scar on my pale skin as she looked up and down my body. But I kept my hands at my sides, not wanting to move until she said something.

The Empress reached out and put her hands on my waist. Her grip was warm, gentle, but firm. Each action she took was deliberate and confident. One hand stayed on my waist while the other slid up and over my soft skin to cup my breast. I turned my head to the side a little, avoiding the Empress’s hungry gaze, and I was sure she could feel how fast my heart was beating. She gave my breast a soft squeeze before making another tour around my body. She walked in a circle once more, her hand trailing across my skin from my breast to my ass making goosebumps rise. She kneaded my ass cheek as if testing its firmness. I wasn’t a very muscular girl, but I was glad I at least kept myself in shape. Her hand glided upward from my rear, exploring the curvature of my back and sending a shiver up ky spine. She stepped back around to my front, sliding her hand back to my waist.

“Look at me, Kwan,” the Empress said calmly.

I obeyed and met her gaze, staring into her dark eyes.

“You are sculpted like a goddess,” she mused. “Your form would make the palace statues jealous if they could see you.”

I blushed deeply again at her hyperbolic praise. I did not feel worthy of such compliments. I was just a lowly slave girl up until this morning, no more beautiful than the other handmaidens that served the house of concubines. It felt like she was saying those words just to try and calm my nerves. It had the opposite effect, however, and made me think the Empress expected nothing less than perfection from me.

She reached down, took me by the wrists and brought my hands up to her chest, to the knot holding her jeogori closed. Without any words, I knew what she wanted. She leaned in close and kissed me again as my fingers fumbled with the knot. I felt her tongue brush my lips, and I parted them slightly, letting her tongue into my mouth. I could taste a hint of maesil-ju plum wine on her tongue, and I breathed in the lovely floral scent of her perfume. Finally I got my fingers to work and the knot pulled free. I slid the garment off her shoulders and broke the kiss momentarily so I could neatly set it aside. I continued with her chima, and then sakchima, all the while the Empress kissed me. Our tongues danced and intertwined as I removed the last of her clothing, leaving her just as naked as I was.

Once again, she took hold of my wrists, guiding my hands to where she wanted me to touch her. She placed my right hand between her legs, and my left hand on her breast. It was plump, and soft, bigger than mine, but not so much that it overfilled my hand as I cupped it. It fit perfectly in my small hand. I’d felt Lady Mi Cha’s breasts before when bathing her, but hers were more like mine, small and firm. Empress Eun Ae’s felt amazing, but of course this was the first time I’d ever felt another woman’s breasts in a sexual manner. My right hand felt the soft fur on her mound, the intense heat coming from her loins, and the moisture gathering on her lips. I felt a pang of guilt knowing I would not get wet so easily. While the Empress was indeed a beautiful woman, especially in the nude, seeing her body did not stir my libido in the same way seeing mine did to her. I figured it would be wise to start by focusing on her pleasure before she realized how dry I still was.

“What would you like me to do, Empress,” I asked submissively.

“So eager to please me, that’s good,” she cooed. “Have you ever pleasured yourself before, Kwan?”

“A few times, yes,” I admitted.

It was difficult to find private time when you lived with several other girls in the same room, but I managed to sneak off and masturbate from time to time. A prospective concubine needs to figure out how her body responds to stimuli before getting her first assignment.

“Touch me like you’d touch yourself,” the Empress instructed.

Such a simple command. I don’t know why I hadn’t thought it could simply be that easy. But it made sense. Empress Eun Ae’s parts were the same as mine, so I should treat them the same way. What felt good to me would likely also feel good to her, with of course some minor differences here and there.

With my right hand, I slid my middle finger between her folds, feeling how slick she was already. I used her juices to moisten my finger before finding the sensitive nub at the front of her mound. I heard the Empress gasp softly as my fingertip brushed against her clit, her reaction boosting my confidence slightly. I felt that as long as I kept making her feel good, everything would be ok. I pressed gently on her little button and began to rub slow circles around it like I would do when I would start playing with myself. I could hear her breathing get a little louder in my ear, hitching slightly with each breath in.

“Just like that, Kwan, good girl,” the Empress cooed. “It’s not as scary as you thought, is it?”

“No Empress,” I replied, managing to smile slightly.

This was all the easy part though. This was simply masturbating, just with another woman’s pussy. I knew things would get harder and scarier as the night went on. If she asked me to use anything other than my fingers, I’d truly be in uncharted waters.

My ring finger joined my middle finger in rubbing the Empress’s clit. I pinched the sensitive bean between my fingers as I rubbed circles, increasing my pace. With my other hand, I squeezed her breast. I took her nipple between my thumb and forefinger, and pinched gently. I heard the Empress moan softly in my ear, an encouraging response to my inexperienced work.

“God it’s been so long since someone has touched me like this,” Empress Eun Ae admitted. “My husband hasn’t shared my bed since I gave birth to his last son three years ago.”

She wrapped her arms around me, placing her hands on my upper back, and nuzzled her face into the crook of my neck as I pleasured her. I could hear her breathing get more ragged as I gradually increased the pace and pressure of my fingers against her clit. I felt the heat coming off her body as she leaned into me.

“Your touch is heavenly, Kwan, don’t stop!” She said between muffled moans.

It hadn’t even felt like I’d been pleasuring her for very long when I felt her body tremble against mine. Her orgasm came quickly and unexpectedly, as if she’d been pent up for a long time. She did say it had been three years. Her fingernails dug into my back and she let out a long, low moan as her orgasm sent shivers of pleasure through her.

“Mmm, you have no idea how badly I needed that,” the Empress said, pulling her face away from my neck.

She took me by the wrists again, pulling my hands away from her breast and mound, and wrapped my arms around her waist. She wrapped her arms around mine as well, and pulled me in close for another kiss, our naked bodies pressing together. She took a step forward, forcing me to take a step back. Then another one. And another, pushing me backwards as she kissed me passionately. Suddenly I felt her bed against the back of my heels, and she began to lower me down on top of it. The low mattress sat right on the floor, which was heated to keep her warm on cool nights, and I sunk all the way down, laying down on my back across the soft mattress.

Once on my back, the Empress crawled on top of me, straddling my body, and she kept crawling until she was right over my chest. She knelt upright, and I became oddly entranced staring up at the underside of her plump breasts. She shimmied up a little higher and I finally realized what she was doing. My eyes widened as I realized her sex was hovering right above my chin, and I panicked a little. Fingering I could do, because I had practiced on myself, but I didn’t know the first thing about giving oral to a woman.

Empress Eun Ae stared down at me between her cleavage, “Be a good girl and put your tongue to use, Kwan.”