The last girl to go was Lisa Green. Marcia thought she was quite shy to begin with. Now it appeared she could hardly breathe. Lady Jennifer had to do a considerable amount of coaxing to spread her legs with no panties on. Finally she said, "Lisa, I am not going to take any pictures of you with your deer-in-the-headlights look. You need to calm down and smile."
It was obvious to Marcia that Lisa was trying, but the best she could pull off was a grimace. At about the time Marcia was wondering what she could do to help Lisa out, Lady Jennifer seemed to have again read her mind and said, "Lisa, I want you to lie back against the back of the couch. Marcia, go down on Lisa. Maybe if you can sex her up a bit she can loosen up enough to get these pictures taken." This was definitely not what Marcia had in mind when she was thinking about how to help Lisa out, yet at the same time, she had no problems with Lady Jennifer's command. As she came over to Lisa, she could tell that Lisa was horribly mortified by what was about to happen. Even though Marcia was the one having to spend time between her thighs, she actually felt sorry for Lisa, and was even feeling a little maternal towards her.
As Marcia knelt in front of Lisa, she said as calmly as she could, "Everything is going to be OK Lisa. I really do want to help you out with what you are doing, and I think Mistress Jennifer is right. This should eventually relax you."
Marcia started by bringing her hands underneath Lisa's legs so that she could grab hold of her thighs from the top and hold them open. Her first kiss landed on the upper-inner part of her right thigh, then she swapped sides to kiss again.
Her next kiss landed at the junction of her leg and pubic mound, where she lingered for a few moments while gently drawing a light suction on this spot. She then swapped over to the other side spending some time there. By now Lisa was having no problems drawing a breath.
Marcia then focused her attention on Lisa's mound by running the tip of her tongue among the straight black hair she found there. She thought her pubic hair was very odd because it wasn't all kinky and curly. Her pubic hair seemed more like the fur of a black cat. Marcia didn't spend a lot of time there, and quickly moved her tongue down the cliff of her pubic mound to run it along her ever-swelling lips. Soon she was parting those lips, followed by suckling them.
By the time Marcia had turned her attention towards Lisa's clitoris, Lisa had taken a death grip on Marcia's head and hair. Her right hand was pulling at the back of her head, while her left hand was tangled into the top of her hair.
Marcia in turn had moved her hands up to Lisa's pelvis to pin her so she couldn't move. Locked in this position, Marcia had no difficulty giving Lisa the attention she needed. In only a matter on minutes, Marcia had Lisa enthralled in sexual bliss.
When Marcia felt Lisa had come down enough, she tried to pull away. Lisa immediately sat up, and gave Marcia a deep kiss of gratitude, which Marcia passionately returned.
Lady Jennifer commented, "Lisa, you should definitely be loose enough now."
As Marcia took her seat, Lisa spread her legs back open, and had a smile on her that was joy to behold. "That's much better," said Lady Jennifer as she began taking pictures. "You are such a pretty girl when you have a happy face like that."
With everyone's picture taken, and Lisa back at her seat with her panties back on, Lady Jennifer sat down on the love seat as she had the night before.
"So are there any questions from what we discussed last night?" asked Lady Jennifer. Allison Lilly was the only one who raised her hand, so Lady Jennifer nodded towards her.
"Mistress Jennifer," began Allison. "I have a serious mental block about something I asked about last night that I hope you can help me get past. The logical side of my brain can understand what you said about fairness, but the emotional side is still stuck where it was. I can't help feeling that when something seems unfair to me, then I need to say it is wrong, and do something about it.
"Take what you said about how men do not do chores around the house. Is that what we are suppose to be to men? Their maids!?! Are they allowed to do what ever they want around the house and we are expected to clean up after them?"
Lady Jennifer replied, "You bring up some good questions; several in fact. First of all, I never said you were not supposed to do anything about what you thought was unfair. I only insisted that you do something that actually accomplishes something constructive. Most people who get caught up in the mindset of fairness end up in a self-destructive spiral that may level things out in their minds, yet they in fact become poorer people because of it.
"Expecting men to share in the chores around the house is an excellent example of the folly of fairness as it applies to others. When you expect him to clean up, whose opinion of 'clean enough' are you expecting him to perform to? His or yours?"
Lady Jennifer only waited a few moments for an answer, and then continued. "Most women who expect a man to share in the household chores expect the man to clean to theirs, not his. But why should the woman's view prevail? I can find considerable dirt and filth in even the cleanest woman's home, so their opinion of 'clean enough' is quite arbitrary. In our kingdom, we do not expect men to do anything around the house unless we are willing to accept their definition of good enough. I certainly would not live in a home that was clean enough for my husband."
After pause to think for a few mounts, she continued. "I remember a woman I knew back before I joined the kingdom. At the time, I worked in an office filled with professional men and women who were involved with sales and marketing. We were all expected to dress our best, because we all were in front of customers most of the time. In this office, there was this one woman who was absolutely incensed that she had to get up a full hour earlier than her male coworkers to prepare herself for work. She couldn't help but think there was some sort of male conspiracy to burden women more than men. With her, fairness was eating her up, yet it served nothing useful to her.
"The fact she blamed men for this was ridiculous. We women have far greater impact on what is proper for our appearance than men do. Her wallowing in the victim hood she had created was far more damaging than the perceived unfairness she saw in the proper appearance of men and women.
"My advice you is to stop considering who is getting the better deal out of this kingdom. Someday, hopefully before you get married, you will have to weigh the benefit of having a man of this kingdom in your life against the effort you are putting into it. If that does not balance out to you, then by all means, take your buy out price and go.
"If you really do want to shake this notion of fairness from rotting your mind, then you need to pay attention to this question. Are you going to work on the things that bring happiness to your life, or are you going to waste your life away pursuing a balancing act that quite literally only exists in your head?
"Any more questions?" Lady Jennifer asked again. It took a few moments, but eventually Becky Phadt raised her hand. "Yes Becky?"
"Mistress Jennifer, I don't understand what you meant last night about a politician being worse than a ruler. If they are elected, doesn't that mean we chose them. By your definition last night, does that not make them leaders?"
Mistress Jennifer replied, "While it is possible for a leader to be elected into office, a politician can never be a leader. A politician is a job classification. To be successful in that job you must get elected. To get elected you must say the things people want to hear so they will want to vote for you. The absolute best that you can say about such a person is that they have no other goal in mind other than to represent the wishes of the people he or she represents.
"The problem with this view is that no such person exists outside of a Frank Capra movie. All politicians have ulterior motives that they don't want to explain, so they present to the people what they believe they need to in order to get elected. Now, 99.99% of all politicians in this country believe they are doing the right thing. They believe that what's best for this country is that they get elected, and if they have to focus on what people want to hear, instead of what they actually want to do, then so be it. 'The end justifies the means.' Yet as we'll learn on another day, the end never justifies the means.
"The important thing to note here is that the people are not voting for what they believe they are. They are actually voting on an image, or better yet, a mirage. Real leaders never focus on getting elected. They present their ideas to the people who could vote for them, but if they don't get elected, so be it.
"There is much more to cover on this subject, but we'll leave that for another day when we'll go into politics. A side note to contemplate until then is that we do not believe there is such a thing as a conservative politician. Conservatism requires leaders, not politicians. These politicians may have started off as conservative leaders, but once they get it into their heads that it is more important to get elected than it is to faithfully represent conservative values, then they are by definition a politician, and are no longer a leader.
"So-called conservative politicians have done far more damage to the conservative cause than any liberal ever could."
Lady Jennifer looked around the room and said again, "Next question?" When none seemed forthcoming she commented, "Good."
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