Adventures of Liza: Chapter 6

The First Command

Liza stood on the raised stone platform. The drums beat loudly in her ears. Firelight danced on her skin. The thin gold silk dress felt too warm now. Her body was burning.

The two handsome men knelt in front of her. Their eyes looked up with complete respect and hunger. They waited for her words.

Liza’s heart raced. She had never been in control like this before. Back in her normal world, she gave orders only about digging sites and research. Here, her orders were about pleasure.

She looked at the man on the left. He had short dark hair and strong shoulders. “Kiss my thighs again,” she said, her voice a little stronger than before.

The man leaned forward without hesitation. His warm lips touched the soft skin of her inner thigh. He kissed slowly, moving higher with each kiss. The other man stayed on his knees, waiting.

Liza gasped. The feeling was electric. Her legs felt weak. She put one hand on the first man’s head to steady herself. Her fingers went into his hair.

Sira stood behind her and whispered, “Good. Tell him exactly what you want. Women here speak their desire clearly.”

Liza looked down. The man’s mouth was very close to the place between her legs. The silk dress had opened completely from the slits. Only a small piece of cloth still covered her.

She felt very wet. Her clit was swollen and sensitive.

“Use your tongue,” she said softly.

The man obeyed immediately. He pushed the silk aside and licked her slowly. His tongue was warm and gentle. He circled her clit, then licked lower.

Liza moaned loudly. The sound surprised her. Pleasure shot through her whole body. Her hips moved forward by themselves. She held his head tighter.

The second man stayed on his knees. He gently kissed her other thigh and waited for his turn.

Around them, the ceremony continued. Women moaned and laughed. Men served with happy faces. Some women sat on men’s faces. Others rode them slowly in the firelight. No one hid. Everyone celebrated.

High Priestess Lira watched Liza with a proud smile. “You learn fast, Liza Voss. The island is pleased.”

Liza’s father sat quietly on the side. He looked happy to see his daughter discovering this new power.

Marcus could not look away. His grey eyes were dark. His bare chest rose and fell fast. The bulge in his white pants was clear. He looked jealous, worried, and excited all at once.

Liza saw him watching. For a moment, a new thought came to her mind — what if she called Marcus up instead?

But she was not ready for that yet.

The man between her legs licked faster. His tongue moved perfectly. Liza’s moans became louder. Her legs started shaking. The pleasure built quickly.

“I… I’m close,” she whispered.

Sira smiled and held her from behind. “Let it come. Do not hold back. Pleasure is power here.”

Liza closed her eyes. The drums, the moans, the warm tongue — everything mixed together. She cried out as the orgasm hit her hard. Her body shook. Waves of pleasure ran through her. She held the man’s head tightly as she came.

When it finished, she felt weak but alive. Her skin glowed with sweat. The gold silk dress stuck to her body.

The man looked up at her with a happy smile. “Thank you for letting me serve,” he said softly.

Liza breathed heavily. She felt a strange new feeling — power mixed with guilt and excitement.

Lira raised her hand. The drums became softer.

“You have taken your first step, Liza,” Lira said. “Tomorrow we will show you more. Your father will tell you his full story. And you must decide — stay and rule, or try to leave.”

Liza stepped back. The two men bowed and moved away.

She looked at Marcus. He stood up and came to her side. His voice was low. “That was… intense. Are you okay?”

Liza nodded. “I am okay. But I feel different, Marcus. This place is changing me. I like it… and that scares me.”

Sira took Liza’s hand. “Come. We will rest now. Tomorrow is a big day.”

As they walked back to the guest house under the two moons, Liza felt the island watching her. The sweet air still made her body sensitive. Her mind was full of new thoughts.

She had commanded a man to please her in front of everyone.  

She had enjoyed it.  

And she wanted more.

But deep inside, a small voice still asked — what about her real life? What about going home?

The island did not answer. It only whispered through the drums.

“Stay… stay…”