Steampunk Harlots Ch. 47

Hannah turned to see a blonde woman in a gold silk dress that did nothing to hide that she wore nothing underneath it. She studied her for a moment, seeing the forced smile of someone who isn't happy to see another woman brought there, yet determined to make her feel welcome and ease the transition. It was also obvious that she didn't want to be there either.

Hannah pulled her eyes from the ample breasts and aimed them at the friendly face. "Well, I suppose that's one way of saying it." Hannah avoided saying that the palace would be hers eventually. "How long have you been here?"

"A year almost. I was the first. The Duke opened the harem just to keep me from going home. Then he just started collecting us. Now everyone follows him just to have access. That's what you will be doing here, I am sorry to say. We haven't much choice beyond what we wear most of the time."

"The place seems empty to me." Hannah looked around as she followed from the entryway into the main foyer where a silver fountain reached toward the roof twenty meters up.

"They are all busy. There are a lot of guests visiting the city at the moment, and when they aren't in meetings they are usually requesting us."

"I am going to need a dress." Hannah took the chance to check out the woman's dress again and wondered if it would be bad form to get some practice in bed with her.

"Don't worry, clothing is something we have a great selection of. Have you ever taken a noble to bed before?"

"Well, I haven't kept count but several hundred at least. More than a few in this city. I was discharged for getting caught with the Arly brothers."

The woman stopped and stared. "That was you?!" The woman stopped to take Hannah in, looking her up and down. "You dressed up to get in here? Didn't you?"

Hannah smirked at her intelligence. "Yes, and I would like to know what guests are here and if you can get me to the one I want."

The expression on the woman's face changed; she wasn't comforting a reluctant woman anymore but was instead dealing with an infiltrator. "What's your game here?"

"I get out and end up freeing you all. Can you help me?" Hannah could tell the woman wanted her freedom but also knew what she was up against.

"Guests make requests. We get escorted there and back. There is no room for getting out or faking a call from one of them."

"Then I will just go see guests and see what ones I can fuck into enough of a coma to get word out. Maybe someone can just relay a message for me."

"Who are you?" The woman couldn't quite understand the redhead in front of her.

"Hannah, and yours?" Hannah extended her hand in greeting.

"Liddy." She took the offered hand and shook it until she saw the look on Hannah's face. "What?"

"What's your first name?" Hannah asked, eyes wide with amazement.

The other Liddy seemed surprised at the question and then sighed before answering. "Bubbles."

Hannah burst out laughing before silencing herself. "It could be worse, you could have been named Trixy."

Although Bubbles already had very fair skin, she turned a new shade of ghostly white.

"Lady Captain Trixy Liddy of 'The Lady Harlot' airship is one of my best friends. Who is she to you?" Hannah placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder.

"My older sister. She left the estate before I was born. I never got to meet her." Bubbles seemed about ready to start bawling in tears.

Hannah embraced her, trying to focus on comforting her and not the breasts that pressed into hers. "You will meet her soon enough. Now, let's focus on getting me ready so I can get you out of here. Ideally, while getting me laid a lot in the process."

"Do you only bed men?" Bubbles whispered in her ear, her tone soft again but with the friendliness replaced with flirtatious.

"No, but I have been with your sister on more than one occasion," Hannah admitted, hoping it wouldn't be a deal breaker.

"I bet I'm better," she replied, kissing Hannah before she could say anything more.

Hannah pulled the voluptuous breasts free from the gold dress at the same time as she did her own, and giggled as they pressed against hers, knowing she would have to tease her own Liddy about the size. The kiss tasted a lot like her Liddy too and wondered what else might.

Suddenly she felt lifted by the legs that she wrapped around Bubbles to help as she was carried off. It wasn't often that a woman would take control of her like that, and she wasn't going to mind in the slightest.

There were no bedrooms but rather a barracks-like hall made of the same gold and marble, with many alcoves with beds that jutted partially into the hallway. Each alcove had thick red carpeting around them to keep feet warm when you first stepped off. Hannah knew that there was no enjoyment from being a sex slave, but such accommodations at least didn't make the situation worse. She also saw other women sitting on their beds, waiting their turn with guests. They all stared at the two of them.

Bubbles laid Hannah onto her back on the bed, stripping her clothing from her body until she lay naked on the pink silk sheets. Her own dress had slid the rest of the way off the moment Hannah's legs no longer held it up while wrapped around her. After moving to the bed, she paused to savour the sight of the woman whose wide legs she now knelt between. Slowly, she ran her nails along the inner thighs of Hannah to reach the soft warm flesh that was already aching for her. A gentle massage with her open palm pulled a slow moan from the redhead, and she groaned with her own anticipation.

None of the other women were surprised at the sight. There was little else to do as they waited to be used, so taking what pleasure they could from those around them who weren't their users was common. It seemed odd that a new girl they had never met was already getting involved, but they continued to watch the pair with interest.

Hannah grabbed her own breasts and yanked on her own nipples as she watched the new Liddy sway her body while she teased her. Seeing the breasts of her partner move made her own more pleasurable to abuse. She almost protested when they were suddenly hidden from view, but the feeling of the tongue licking her womanhood made the trade worth it. Hannah watched the blonde curls fall over her thighs and felt the tongue at work. The heart shape of the bum sticking up wiggled as Bubbles ached to have her own fun and Hannah knew it.

Tasting a woman was always something Bubbles loved, but this time she could enjoy it as more than just something to blot out the memories of a guest. She was celebrating the first bit of hope she had felt in a long time. As well as the chance to finally meet her sister. Her mouth started moving up the body, laying kisses as it went, savouring the heaving breaths that moved the body. Putting a pair of fingers inside Hannah made her gasp and moan hard. She straddled one of the legs and let it grind against her as she moved up and ran her tongue over the reddened breasts.

Hannah held the head firmly to her breasts and wondered what the older Liddy was up to at that moment.

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Trixy Liddy was kissing Ving hard as they both held each other, their naked bodies entwined as the magic mirror displayed them for all to see in the lounge. She hadn't even initiated the bidding to see what women would be seen on the silver screen. The generals had done it on their own and paid handsomely to watch the Lady Captain with her pilot. She wondered if they might have thought it against the rules or something. It certainly wasn't and was simply happy that Ving had been able to get into the mood after her talk with Inky. Too, she also worried about Hannah.

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Bubbles Liddy had crawled up to sit astride Hannah's face and looked down at the green eyes peeking out to meet hers. She had to pull her own breasts aside to even have the view as she teased them as Hannah had done. The tongue exploring her was expertly flicking along at just the right spots, and she moaned while trying to grind harder without being too forceful. She pulled off and slid down to kiss Hannah again and share the taste they both had of the other.

Hannah slid her hand between the legs on top of her and pushed them inside shortly before the favour was returned. Their moans flowed into the other's mouth as they both worked inside the other, sliding in more fingers as they went. Her jaw started to hurt with the force of the kiss, their tongues wrestling for control of the mouth of the other, and Hannah filled them with a scream as her body spasmed. She gave Bubbles the orgasm she wanted.

Bubbles pulled back to hear Hannah scream more clearly as she climaxed. Then lifting herself off Hannah, but keeping herself over her, she enjoyed the view of the shaking body. "Now, finish me off. Show me how you pleasure my sister."

Hannah was surprised at the choice of words, but it was hardly the strangest thing said to her during coitus. She grinned, knowing the woman thought she was in charge and the one giving orders. Hannah was going to take her time, make her beg for it, and show her how a professional asserts dominance in the bedroom.

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"Fucking fuck shit fuck!" Leira growled in frustration.

Mari opened the door to see Leira in the bath scrubbing furiously. "Still covered in ink I see."

"Yes!" Leira didn't even bother looking up. "You know what that's like!?"

Mari just stared silently until Leira looked up. "No, not a clue."

Leira looked at all the intricate art that covered Mari's skin. "Oh, right. Still. It's not the same as having this shit stuck in the grooves between millions of scales. It would be gone if I had normal fucking skin!"

"Actually, it looks like you have full body fishnet on. It's really fucking sexy." Mari pulled her own fishnet top away from her breasts to show it off before letting it snap back into place.

"So I should quit my bitching and go get laid?

Did you just see a client?" Leira stood up and let the water run off her body and enjoyed the look she got from Mari.

"Yes, and three of them at once. Some of these generals like to share." Mari helped pick out a sheer white sundress for Leira to put on over the black silk underwear that sat on the stool next to the tub.

"At least I won't have to worry about them staining my skin when they get off all over it." Leira scoffed at how bizarre the whole underwater experience had been.

Mari started to laugh, and Leira joined in once her angry face cracked.

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Hannah liked the plan, but Bubbles thought it foolish and quite ridiculous. So much like her sister, Hannah thought.

"How are you going to fit?" Bubbles was still having trouble walking after Hannah had finished her off as she paced around the woman in the dress.

"Look, these old dresses normally have a big thing hanging off their backs to make the bum look even bigger. We just take it off her and I go in its place." Hannah lifted the heavy layers of cloth and lace that hung off the woman who had been requested by a guest.

Bubbles was unconvinced until Hannah tossed the wooden frame aside and knelt down under the dress. "It might look like it now, but you need to walk with her."

"These things are bulky and wide. I could do this wearing combat kit." Hannah pinched the bum of the woman to get her moving and took rapid small steps to keep pace. "See!"

"Fine," Bubbles sighed heavily.

Hannah grinned under the dress at how distinctly 'Liddy' the annoyed tone was. "Then let's go. Sooner is better than later."

Bubbles rang the bell to alert the guards their charge was ready for escort. She watched the two metal plated men enter and surround the harem girl. They didn't react as they marched her out, and Bubbles hoped for the best as the door sealed shut.

Hannah was wearing thick stockings to help muffle her footsteps, though they mostly just protected her feet from the hard surfaces of the servants' passages. She was grateful for them since the awkward movements would have certainly have given her blisters before long. They also allowed her to enjoy the well-toned bum of the woman she was using as cover. Her nose was right against the delicate lace as they walked. When they stopped, Hannah thought it might be to arrive at their destination, but she soon felt the lush carpets of the main hallways. Voices could be heard but soon silenced at their passing. She wondered if it was because of the woman or the guards. They stopped again shortly after and another door opened. They entered what she assumed was one of the apartments meant for guests. Hannah was relieved when the metal plated feet didn't follow inside.

"Ah, good, I was worried there might not be a suitable dress." A voice commented in a tone Hannah recognized as noble from its casual arrogance and the way he ignored the woman wearing the dress.

There was more walking. The apartments were massive and the bedrooms were in the back where the balconies were located. She had been to more than a few of them in her time and was happy to be on familiar ground. Some muffled words were exchanged, and it seemed as though there were at least two people in the room with her and her cover girl.

"Get on the bed," the voice ordered.

Hannah kept with her cover until she reached the bed, and slid down to the floor to hide under it. There was no reaction so Hannah breathed easy that she hadn't been noticed. Underneath, she could see the feet of the noble at the far end of the room. She heard the sound of crystal clinking with glass and knew he was getting a drink. His back was turned and she was about to slide out from under the bed when heavy boots walked towards the noble.

"It's safe," a deep voice stated.

Silently Hannah cursed the presence of a bodyguard. She of course planned on that but had hoped there wouldn't have been one. When the noble finally came over to the bed, she reached out to push one of his feet behind the other as it stepped. The result was him falling to the ground hard. Heavy boots stomped over quickly to the cursing noble and crouched down to help him up. Hannah saw what she needed to make everything a lot easier for her. Quickly snatching the knife from the boot right next to the bed, Hannah put it to the throat of the noble who suddenly got very quiet.

"Right, so I'm not here to hurt you but if you cause issues for me I won't hesitate to kill a man who orders a captive woman into his bed. Now, back off a few meters, drop your weapons, then go stand against the door facing it."

The bodyguard loathed to follow her orders but seeing no other choice, complied.

"Now kneel down and cross your ankles with your hands behind your head." Hannah could see him reluctantly turning himself into a doorstop.

When she felt sure nobody else was in the room to surprise her, Hannah crept out from under the bed and hauled up her hostage to his feet. She sat him down on a fine wooden chair and bound him with rope from the curtains. Knowing better than to get close to the bodyguard who she was certain wanted an opening to make a move, she tossed him more rope to bind himself. Just watching him she could tell he was making it easy for him to escape, but that didn't bother her, she just needed time. Hannah tried not to get distracted by the woman stripping out of her clothing on the bed; she was wearing the dress Hannah had wanted under her own.

The hostage didn't mind the part of his captive experience when the two women swapped dresses. The black leather corset and gown was too big on the woman he had selected but the redhead filled out the bust magnificently. His opinions on modern dresses improved drastically.

Hannah picked up the pistol from the floor and checked it, making sure to work the action to let the bodyguard know she could handle it. "Alright, scoot over to let her out. We are going to wait a few minutes for her to get clear and then I am going to leave. I know you are ready to escape those ropes, that's fine. But if I see you move before I leave, I will shoot your lord first, then you. Afterwards, well, you can decide how public you want to make your humiliation but I would advise against it."

There was only a grunt in response to her demands.

Hannah looked at the noble who seemed to have a 'just happy to be here' look on his face. She smiled at how her body could possess people. The door to the balcony had already been opened and she backed out onto it. After placing the pistol in the fine leather holster she had bound to her hip, Hannah bolted flat out. In a practised step, she got onto the thick marble railing and leapt off without losing any momentum and landed on the next balcony over. Unfortunately for her, the balcony was connected to the lounge of the same apartment she had snuck into so she wasn't safe yet. However, it had the benefit of a trellis covered in plants that could support her weight. Climbing it in a dress was more difficult than doing so in her military fatigues, but she made it to the apartment above soon enough.

"I never did get a chance to know you well enough to not be surprised at this, but I feel like if I had, then I wouldn't be."

Hannah looked to see Duchess Louise Stirling eating at a table covered with fine foods and sweets on the balcony staring at her.

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Several more chapters and we will be at the end. It has been a thrill to write this story. Id love lots of comments and feedback about anything!