The roaring fire heated the comparatively small room easily. The door to his bed chambers stood open, with the bed visible. Casius seated Evelyn by the fire, then walked over to the door, closing it. He felt that the decorum of the moment dictated it and would further put Evelyn at her ease.
She sat staring at the flames and began, "It would seem that all of my most recent, shocking, disturbing, humiliating discoveries about myself, have happened whilst seated in a chair, looking at the fire." She looked up at Casius, who was about to speak. "No, let me please say all that I need to say. If you stop me then I may baulk at telling you more." He drew a chair close and sat before her, taking hold of both hands.
"In that case, please continue, and I will remain silent."
Evelyn described what she remembered of both of her dreams. She was unused to saying words such as vagina and clitoris, but was more embarrassed when she talked about her own arousal. She told him that for the first time she had seen an erect penis. His penis. And that her immediate thoughts were not of disgust or of embarrassment, but were how she was going to fit it inside of her as he was that big? She could not look Casius in the eyes as she recounted details about his member.
She then discussed her feelings towards him and how she now realised that her body was reacting to those feelings by doing things that before she would have considered as wanton, whore-like eroticism and not fit for a lady. She told him that she was surprised that he tied her to the bed. That at first, she felt it was humiliating, but then she realised how she enjoyed being restrained. She then talked about him sucking upon her flooding vaginal juices whilst she sucked upon his cock.
Evelyn finished by saying that she orgasmed four times that night, which was a revelation to her. As she had only come once the night before and that had been her very first orgasm. And talking of the night before, she described the substance upon her face, chest and body. What was it? How did it get there? Finally, Evelyn mentioned that the bedsheets were soaked with her vaginal secretions, and it was that, that she felt the servants would be talking about, as they would have witnessed the mess she had made and no doubt they knew what it was and what it meant. She stopped, looking at him imploringly and extremely embarrassed. "What does it all mean? Were they dreams mixed with reality? Were they solely reality, or solely dreams?"
Casius waited to ensure the questions were not rhetorical and that Evelyn was asking him for his thoughts and guidance. "You came to my room on the first night. You wore a night gown, but no more. You said that you wanted to talk with me, but I could see that you were not feeling right so, took you back to your chambers. Nothing further happened that night. So, I am sure that what you think was a dream, was indeed a dream. Last night you did come to my chambers again. And yes, you did disrobe and stand before me, quite resplendent, it has to be said. You then offered yourself to me, demanding that I give you 'a good fucking'.
