"You'll like her," the princess said, walking down the sunlit hallway. Trailing closely behind her was her pet, Mira. "I'm not replacing you, dear, far from it. You're adorable, and I like you; I thought you'd appreciate having the extra company. Don't you think it'll be nice to have another girl who understands your position?"
"I suppose so, mistress," Mira said quietly.
"She's nice, very beautiful," she said. "I want you to take good care of her, alright?"
"Of course!"
The princess smiled at the new guard standing in front of her bedroom door, and led her pet inside. Then she went to the closet door at the side of the room, ruffled Mira's hair, and opened the door.
In that particular closet she kept her far more intimate clothing, thin and scanty dresses hanging from the ceiling on the side walls, a large vanity mirror at the far end of it. The whole closet was far bigger than most bedrooms usually were, and it was brightly lit. In the middle, sitting naked on the wooden bench, was Joan, looking both bewildered and bored at once.
Tara walked inside with Mira close behind. Joan sat still, uncertain of if she should say anything; wordlessly, Tara approached her, leaning in and kissing her gently on the lips.
"Mira, this is Joan," the princess said, gesturing. "Joan, as you already know, this is my first pet, Mira."
"It's, uh, nice to finally meet you, Mira," Joan murmured quietly.
Tara giggled. "I'll leave you two alone to get closer, alright?" She turned away, walking back to the door. "I'll come fetch you when it's time for dinner. Have fun." And with that, she closed the closet door behind her, and there was a click as it locked shut.
Mira stared at the door as it shut, feeling awkward, and turned back to the new girl.
"Hi, Joan," she said, a hint of bitterness in her voice. She wasn't sure what to think of having to share her mistress with another girl, but she was jealous in spite of her instructions not to be. "I didn't think it was that hot in here," she added, refering to Joan's state of undress.
"It's not-- oh," Joan said, realizing what she meant. She blushed. "Uh, the princess told me to keep my clothes off."
"I see," Mira said.
She sighed a little. "Is something the matter? Are you upset at me?"
Mira stared at her, feeling uncertain.
"I'm sorry," she said. "This is weird."
"Tell me about it," Joan replied. She couldn't help but smile at the absurdity. "What, does she just expect us to go at it right now?"
Mira laughed a little bit. "Probably," she said. "Her libido is endless, you know."
"I... kind of got that impression." Joan looked away, seeming embarassed.
Mira walked over, sitting down on the bench beside her. "I'm sorry," she said, "I didn't mean to be rude."
"It's okay," Joan said.
They were silent for a good moment, sitting there.
"So, uh... what's it like?" Joan asked after a moment.
"Hm?" Mira looked up at her, making eye contact. "Oh... well... she's demanding at times. But lovely."
"I see," she said, trailing off. She looked away, a little bit embarassed.
Mira put her hand on Joan's naked leg, smiling. "Don't be shy around her, she doesn't like that."
"Ah...," was all Joan could say, and shivered a little bit at the touch. She moved her hand, brushing it against Mira's unconfidently. She felt confused, and knew even less than before what she wanted. She looked back at Mira again, realizing that the smaller girl was staring at her.
"Of course... if we're both going to serve her together, uh," Mira murmured quietly, unsureness in her voice, "I could teach you what she likes."
Joan was more embarassed as she quickly figured out what she meant. But she nodded in spite of herself. "S-sure," she said nervously.
Mira leaned in, and she kissed ever so softly, more like brushing lips than anything else. Joan shivered, even more flustered, but she kissed back all the same, unable to resist Mira's adorable face. Mira pulled back a little bit.
"Here, let me show you...," she said, and without saying more, she unwrapped her top, letting her small breasts fall out. She dropped onto her knees, shifting so she was kneeling in front of Joan, and picked up her foot, lifting it. She said softly, "She loves this...."
"What are you--" Joan started to ask, but was interrupting partway through as Mira licked the bottom of her foot gently. She moaned softly, surprised by the sensation, and shivered all over. Mira kept licking, and Joan moaned each time, looking down with surprise at how she didn't seem to be discomforted at all.
"She... wants...?" she asked, trailing off into another soft moan. Mira put down her foot gently, taking hold of both her ankles, and raised her head up.
"She loves it if you do it without asking," Mira said, smiling a little bit. She rubbed Joan's lower legs gently, quickly letting her hands wander upwards, stroking her thighs. "You get used to it quickly."
"Ah...," she gasped quietly, her confusion being drowned out by pleasure as Mira kissed her inner thighs, moving her way closer and closer. She kept kissing, spreading Joan's legs as she put her head between them, starting to kiss at her folds. Joan moaned out as Mira pressed her tongue inside. Mira put her hands on Joan's waist, keeping at it, continuing to press her tongue more firmly and moving more quickly.
Soon enough, Joan let out a loud moan and shuddered, feeling herself gush into Mira's mouth, her hips twitching as heat rushed through her body. Mira slowed down, easing her through the orgasm, only pulling her head back well after she was finished.
Mira smiled again with sticky lips, and they made eye contact again. "Mm... of course... you have to make sure she's nice and clean when you're done," Mira said softly, barely more than a whisper. Joan gasped as she looked down at the topless, adorable girl; right then she knew she was right for being jealous of the princess after all.
She moaned out softly, closing her eyes as Mira leaned in again, licking gently at her mistress's new pet.