"The room is safe, so long as the salt remains undisturbed."  She points to the thin lines of grainy crystals around the room.<br/><br/>Smiling with unabashed joy at the chance to rub slippery soapy water over her wife, an image rather deeply seated in her mind since Kirae was first sent to serve as a bath attendant, Karanissa takes the cloth and soap, filling the basin in the room.  She massages the soap into the towel before softly rubbing it across her wife's skin, until she is slippery with the soap then wets her hands and gently kneads her love's shoulders and back with her fingers.  She has very practiced hands, her fingers making short work of knots and tension to leave Kirae as malleable as dough, before rinsing away the soap and drying her skin with gentle pats of a large thick towel.<br/><br/>"My darling wife, relax and let me care for you.  I admire your strength, but no one can be a rock all the time, and now it's time for you to lie back and let things come as they will."<br/><br/>Leading Kirae by the hand, Kara draws her onto the cot they now share, arranging pillows to make her comfortable.  She does not disrobe yet, allowing the soft fine cloth drape over them both as she embraces Kirae for a slow, passionate kiss.  She moves up first, closing Kirae's eyes with a soft fluttering kiss on each eyelid, before kissing her way teasingly down her face to her throat, where she pases to suckle gently and lick at the sensitive flesh, before again trekking southward.<br/><br/>Her fingertips trace teasingly down the side of Kirae's ribs as she leaves a trail of wet kisses down between her breasts, then spirals inward with a long breathy lick to reach the nipple of her right breast, her lips sucking in both the nub and the areola until her teeth just barely graze the nipple, holding it in place as her tongue flicks over it.  Only for a moment does Kara do this, before moving to the opposite breast, going straight for the nipple this time, sucking hungrily for several long moments, always watching her wife's reactions.<br/><br/>And yet still, just as Kirae grows accustomed to the sensations again she moves, downward again, trailing kisses and a quick dip of her tongue into her navel, the flowery scent of the soap strong in her senses, as well the slightly bitter taste, but she doesn't mind at all, so caught up in the desire is she.<br/><br/>Tracing fingertips  up the backs of Kirae's legs, Karanissa gently lifts the backs of her wife's knees, to more easily access the juncture of her legs, that soft "v" shape, her fingers trailing back up her inner thighs until they reach her orchid, gently drawing apart the lips there and dipping her tongue inside, before running it up the length of her slit to the small nub.  Once there, she softly licks, up and down, her tongue warm and wet and slippery with Kirae's own natural lubricant, with just a little more skill than the first time, now having some small experience to match with the knowledge gleaned from many books on the topic.  The first two fingers of her right hand slide slowly down the lips of Kirae's womanhood as her left hand holds them apart, teasingly touching, spreading the dampness before sliding softly inside, rubbing with a "come hither motion."<br/><br/>As Kirae's breathing quickens, Karanissa climbs out of the torn robespulling one arm free at a time while the other continues to aid her lips and tongue in their explorations, and after a brief effort, she is as nude as her lover, the robe folded to show the dark red stain.  She pulls away for only a couple of seconds, gently tucking the robe under her wife's hips before returning to her ministrations.<br/><br/>She looks up at Kirae as she licks and rubs and kisses, watching her for cues and also simply enjoying the sight of her nude body, completely submitting to Kara's touch.  Just waiting for that moment of ultimate bliss to push just a little harder and break the barrier inside Kirae, that symbol of purity that is her wife's gift to her, just as it was Karanissa's gift to her wife.