To buy a slave

[Otto26]

Castor grunted, it was about what he had expected. Slavers were rough men who preferred to break women rather than gentle them. That was simply the nature of the world. He stood up, lifted her up into his arms, and carried her to the bed, setting her down gently. He removed his clothing, dropping it to the floor and got onto the bed beside her.

She was staring at him and he saw curiousity in her gaze and fear and a desire to flee in her rigid body. He stroked her face, breast, belly and sex. His fingers traced small circles upon her mons, stimulating her without yet actually touching her clitoris. He smiled at her again.

"Aaja good slave for Castor then Aaja no afraid other men. No afraid Castor."

He bent his mouth to her throat, softly kissing at the tender, milk-white flesh.

 

[slippedhalo]

Castor grunted, it was about what he had expected. Slavers were rough men who preferred to break women rather than gentle them. That was simply the nature of the world. He stood up, lifted her up into his arms, and carried her to the bed, setting her down gently. He removed his clothing, dropping it to the floor and got onto the bed beside her.

She was staring at him and he saw curiousity in her gaze and fear and a desire to flee in her rigid body. He stroked her face, breast, belly and sex. His fingers traced small circles upon her mons, stimulating her without yet actually touching her clitoris. He smiled at her again.

"Aaja good slave for Castor then Aaja no afraid other men. No afraid Castor."

He bent his mouth to her throat, softly kissing at the tender, milk-white flesh.

Aaja couldn't help but grow aroused at Castor's gentle touches and caresses even despite her will telling her something completley opposite from her body. She sighed and shivered as he touched her private places and kissed her neck. She found herself eager to please this man as no other. "What Castor want of Aaja?" she asked softly, her breath caught by her sudden arousal.

 

[Otto26]

"I will have your pleasure, Aaja," Castor told her. "You will give your pleasure to me and you will give me pleasure. With your body and your words and your behavior."

His hand continued to stroke, pressing more firmly and parting her legs, darting down to run over her labia, slowly opening like a flower, before continuing to circle. He noted the change in her body, the rigidness seemingly changing it's character from fear to uncertainty.

"If you are a good slave, Aaja, you will rewarded," he whispered. He bent his head to her breast, softly sucking a nipple into his mouth for his tongue to taste and play with.

 

[slippedhalo]

"I will have your pleasure, Aaja," Castor told her. "You will give your pleasure to me and you will give me pleasure. With your body and your words and your behavior."

His hand continued to stroke, pressing more firmly and parting her legs, darting down to run over her labia, slowly opening like a flower, before continuing to circle. He noted the change in her body, the rigidness seemingly changing it's character from fear to uncertainty.

"If you are a good slave, Aaja, you will rewarded," he whispered. He bent his head to her breast, softly sucking a nipple into his mouth for his tongue to taste and play with.

Aaja gasped softly, her breathing quickening as Castor parted her nether lips and stroked her there. His touch was disarming and despite herself she writhed toward his fingers with each stroke. Her pleasure pearl, a woman's private possession, responding to his fingers as if calling out to him. This was not to be touched by a man's hand. In her culture only 'companions' stroked one another in such a tender way, women who lived together and raised their young together. Men were for making babies and trading the camp's goods in far off lands, women were for pleasure, love, and working the farms. This was odd behavior for a man, this tenderness, yet she could see his arousal waking and knew that there were things he could do to her no 'companion' could. This frightened her. For, though she had chosen a companion, her cousin Mierna who had already been betrothed to one of the camp elders and was big with his child, she had never been taken by a husband.

Her promising to Jinja was recent. He had gone off with the older men and was not to take her as his wife until springtime...she knew woman but no man in a sexual way and now she was growing apprehensive that Castor would bring this knowledge to her. Mierna has said it was painful to be ploughed by a man's rod. This touching, and kissing, and sucking...it was all so nice, but she was fearful of the unknown to come.

"If you are a good slave, Aaja, you will rewarded," he whispered. He bent his head to her breast, softly sucking a nipple into his mouth for his tongue to taste and play with. Aaja wimpered and felt the confusion of her own pleasure mixed with her apprehension.

"Will it hurt?" she asked, honestly hoping there was a way to make things easier. "Aaja's 'companion' she have man and say it hurt when he put it inside." She remembered the rough treatment from the slavekeepers who had abused her. It was agony when they'd raped her ass and she was afraid the soft, and tender skin of her private hole would hurt even more with such treatment.

 

[Otto26]

Castor lifted his mouth from Aaja's breast.

"It will hurt a little, at first," he told her. "But your body was made for this and you will have pleasure too."

He slid a finger inside her, stroking gently, pushing up against the wet silk of her in a quest for the sensitive spot so many women possessed. She seemed to stiffen and he smiled softly and continued to stroke her, thumb working her pearl while his finger curled inside.

He put his hand in her hair and pulled back towards her bottom, gently but insistently arching her body upwards. The annoying portion of him that never stopped thinking idly speculated on the nature of her 'companion' and resolved to inquire at the soonest opportunity. The rest of him remained focused on Aaja, the curves of her body and the flush forming on her chest.

"I will be gentle with you, Aaja. I usually am."

 

[slippedhalo]

"I will be gentle with you, Aaja. I usually am." he said as his fingers worked divine devistation on her from the inside out. Her breathing was much more rapid now coming in little shudders and quick gasps as she moved with his hand's ministrations. He worked her pearl with his thumb almost as well as her cousin Mierna could with her mouth and Aaja was afraid she would cum soon, to her own embarrassment, she prayed she would not cum so quickly and let him see how easily she could be played. Aaja felt his manhood, hardness pressing against her inner thigh. He was preparing to enter her with it. She closed her eyes, trying not to tense up as she waited for him to do his business.

 

[bullshot]

Jason

Jason listened to Miren’s tirade about the pregnant slave to him there was very little difference between her being fucked or raped it usually worked out as the same thing with a slave there were very few who willingly laid with man until they were sold.

“It will happen again I’m sure of that,” Jason told her. “If they’re really trying to abort the child they’ll continue until they’re successful, the only way to stop it is to lock her up and not let any men near her,” he added.

He wondered if he could trust Miren enough to give her the key to the pregnant slave’s cell that way she would be the sole person to attend to her giving her meals and healing when needed. He knew that his men wouldn’t touch Miren but as a slave she could be forced to hand over the key.

He didn’t think that she’d give the key up willingly and anyway who ever asked for the key would incriminate themselves in the abortion plot.

“Come let’s find this slave and move her into a safe cell but instead of me holding the key you will have it so nobody can get to her unless you allow them,” Jason told Miren. “We’ll go now before we eat,” he said turning towards the door knowing that she’d follow.

 

[Otto26]

Castor felt faint tremors in Aaja's body, saw the flush above her breasts, and knew she was close. He considered pushing her over the edge, but decided against it. She was nervous, and would not relax until she was comfortable with the idea of sex. He pulled his hand away from her sex and rolled over on top of her, his weight pushing down and spreading her legs. He guided his cock to her warmth and slowly pushed just the head inside.

She bit her lower lip and tried to turn her face to the side, but he wouldn't let her. His hand in her hair shook her twice, firmly.

"Eyes open, Aaja. Look at me," he ordered.

She opened her eyes reluctantly and looked up at him. He simply lay atop her, looking into her eyes, until he felt her hips twitch. The motion was faint, but he felt it. And he pushed further into her, only a fraction more, but enough for her to gasp lightly. When he thought he saw more interest than fear in her eyes he pushed the rest of the way home, burying himself inside her.

"Not so bad," he whispered to her, "and it won't hurt like that again."

 

[Nibbles_n_Tits]

Miren

“It will happen again I’m sure of that,” Jason told her. “If they’re really trying to abort the child they’ll continue until they’re successful, the only way to stop it is to lock her up and not let any men near her,” he added.

Miren deftly braids her fair hair into a long heavy rope and flicks it over her shoulder to hang down her back. "If that is what must be done, then that is what you must do. If you can't trust your own men to follow your orders, perhaps it is time to consider finding new people, loyal people..." She shrugs her naked shoulders, "Nevermind, I forgot how little value your kind places on loyalty or similar honorable virtues, its all about the profit, isn't it?"

As usual, the slaver ignores Miren's comments, however, as usual, she feels better having made them.

“Come let’s find this slave and move her into a safe cell but instead of me holding the key you will have it so nobody can get to her unless you allow them,” Jason told Miren. “We’ll go now before we eat,” he said turning towards the door knowing that she’d follow.

He turned to leave, expecting her to follow, before she had time to comment on his suggestion. She sighs, resigned to being caretaker of a pregnant slave, of course, she will take her obligation seriously. Two lives in her hands, it is not a matter to be taken lightly. Despite the slavers callus attitude.

She slipped into her robe as she follwed him. By now, she had noticed that fine, sheer material hid nothing over her body, but that wasn't really the point. The is she wasn't naked like the slaves, no matter how much of her was visible the distinction was important. And... although she would never admit it, the fluid swirling of the gown as she walked or made the slightest gesture, accented the graceful movements of her elegant body. Miren was young enough, for an Eldar, to posses a proud vanity.

"If the girl is to be in my charge, then no one will be allowed access to her. I take my responsiblities very seriously." She says with an arrogant lift of her chin.

 

[slippedhalo]

At first Castor put just enough inside her opening that it felt to Aaja like a fat finger poking around at her. But she knew he was holding back and there was much more where that came from. She closed her eyes and turned her head to the side, preparing for pain, but he shook her head with the hand that held her hair."Eyes open, Aaja. Look at me," he ordered.

She wimpered again, just barely loud enough to hear and slowly opened her eyes to look up at him as he hovered over her. His eyes willing hers to stay on him. She wanted him to be happy with her, to smile at her again, so she tried valliantly to be brave for him. She concentrated on relaxing her body more instead of tensing for the pain. This relaxation caused him to slide, little, by little, further inside her hole, but to her surprise the feeling was not yet that of any sort of thing resembling pain. She gasped at the sensation of fullness,and more... a tickling sensation even, and a sort of milder mimicking of the pleasureable feeling the stroking on the outside of her gave. There was no pain so far. She relaxed further telling him with her eyes that she was ok.

Then, he pushed the rest of the way forward in one quick thrust and she gasped again as she felt a stab of pain, her eyes watered in surprise at an intense but quick prickly feeling, like being stuck by a needle that was immediatley washed away by a squishy feeling softness that followed. The pain was over before she could even make a sound against it.

He rested against her a moment saying, "Not so bad," he whispered to her, "and it won't hurt like that again."

Aaja sighed and whispered, "Aaja was many worried. Badder in head than real." she commented on the fact that her anticipation had been worse than the actual moment. As Castor began his movements inside her she now could relax, as it didn't hurt, it only felt strange, and messy, but soon the pleasurable stroking sensations deep inside were back again and she began to enjoy his motions, rocking and grinding with him as he moved inside her.

 

[Sean Renaud]

"I'm not sure I understand you correctly, Master, but all K'zin be they male or female usually grow their hair long, it's worn like mine unless on a hunting trip, then it's then secured back from the face so as not to fall into eyes and obscure the view...is that...that what you meant, Master...?"

"No that isn't really what I meant Trianna. That is enough of an answer however, just one more thing that I will have to introduce you to in the near future." He smiled and pulled her up by the hips bringing her onto all fours still stroking over her sex.

Finally Marcus stopped choosing instead to push her onto her side. "Tell me Trianna what do you want to do right now?"

 

[Otto26]

Castor smiled as the moment pass and Aaja discovered her fears had been far worse than reality. He felt her body relax and began to slowly stroke into her. He took his time, enjoying the subtle sensations of her body against him and around him. He smiled again when she began to rock in time with him, becoming an active participant in the act.

He kept his hand in her hair, her body bowed beneath him, and dropped his lips to her kissing her deeply. She was breathing heavily now and making soft sounds that he found very pleasing. He pushed into her and rocked against her, his abdomen rubbing against her. The sensation was amazing, as was the situation. He enjoyed having her body at his command and particularly enjoyed being able to create the feelings coursing through her.

His ruminations pushed him over the edge and he came inside her, his body stiffening with drawn out convulsions of blinding pleasure.

"Oohh very good girl, Aaja. Very good girl."

 

[Britwitch]

Trianna

"No that isn't really what I meant Trianna. That is enough of an answer however, just one more thing that I will have to introduce you to in the near future."

Trianna frowned slightly to herself, certain she would never fully understand Human ways, before feeling Marcus' hands take hold of her hips and draw them upwards, moving up off of the floor and onto her hands and knees. Whimpering a little as his fingers continued to stroke her lips, knowing this a position Humans favoured having seen enough ravaging on the outskirts of the plains to know how this 'animalistic' pose seemed to arouse them. Was this how he was to take her next...like an animal...?
But it seemed that was to wait for another time, as he pushed her back down and guided her to lay upon her side.

"Tell me Trianna what do you want to do right now?"

The question confused her slightly, not sure what to answer, unsure if this was some kind of test to see how much she had learnt about her new position. All she really wanted to do was sleep, the K'zin took frequent naps during the day to conserve much needed energy for the chases of hunting and all of his stroking and attentions had resulted in two things...sleepiness and, as much as she hated to admit it, arousal. She took a moment before replying as honestly as she could.
"Master, your attentions...your stroking has had an effect on my body that...well..." She gazed up into his eyes almost shyly, taking his hand and placing it on her sex, the folds more than a little moist with her body's excitement. "...Master, I want you to..." She looked away, she couldn't believe she was about to say what she was but her body was giving her brain signals she could not deny. "I would very much like for you to...to use me, Master...use my body's excitement for your pleasure..." Her eyes met his once more as she added aoftly. "...please..."

 

[Sean Renaud]

"...please..."

Marcus turned her over again quickly pulling her into that animal-like position and moved himself behind her. One slight pause and then he slammed his manhood into her completely. He grunted as he felt her body stretching once again to accept his girth. He dug his fingers into her hips pulling her towards him this time dictating the pace himself. Long, deep, slow strokes pushing all the way into her and pulling out of her pussy each time.

 

[slippedhalo]

Castor smiled as the moment pass and Aaja discovered her fears had been far worse than reality. He felt her body relax and began to slowly stroke into her. He took his time, enjoying the subtle sensations of her body against him and around him. He smiled again when she began to rock in time with him, becoming an active participant in the act.

He kept his hand in her hair, her body bowed beneath him, and dropped his lips to her kissing her deeply. She was breathing heavily now and making soft sounds that he found very pleasing. He pushed into her and rocked against her, his abdomen rubbing against her. The sensation was amazing, as was the situation. He enjoyed having her body at his command and particularly enjoyed being able to create the feelings coursing through her.

His ruminations pushed him over the edge and he came inside her, his body stiffening with drawn out convulsions of blinding pleasure.

"Oohh very good girl, Aaja. Very good girl."

Aaja almost purred with satisfaction. She had not expected a man to ever bring her such pleasure but Castor had and then some. She looked up at him as the warm liquid filled her and wondered with a far away sort of look in her eyes if it was the seed of a man inside her and if all women grew big from this expereince or only some, or perhaps only sometimes. She really wasn't ready to have children, not as a slave but she did want to feel those sensations again many more times. She wanted to ask Castor about these things but could not think of the words to ask them and soon she let the concerns fall away for the moment as an overwhelming drowsiness overtook her.

She yawned and smiled up at Castor. "Castor take Aaja with him when he go?" she hoped he would say yes. She wanted to feel him move inside her with his manhood again soon. She liked the soft way he talked to her and caressed her and she wanted more of it.

 

[bullshot]

Jason

“My men follow my orders to the letter but they have free use of any slaves that I don’t single out,” he retorted to her remark about trust. “The only reason that you haven’t been raped by them is because I’ve ordered them to leave you alone the same applies to the Nymph who’s swimming in the pool as a mermaid at the moment,” he informed her getting a little annoyed at her attitude.

He was avoiding taking her in case it spoilt negotiations on her ransom and as he’d told his man to take his time he knew he was going to have to put up with her for three or four months. Maybe avoiding putting her on the block was a mistake it might bring her down to earth as she realised that he could do anything he wished with her as they waited.

He smiled as she quickly wrapped the sheer sheet around her body he was sure that by now she realised that it didn’t hide any part of her body. To his mind she’d be better off naked as all the sheet did was make her more desirable to his men and one word from him to remove her protection she’d be raped immediately.

Miren knew exactly where the pregnant slave was being kept and they quickly headed back to the private cells. “Put her in cell two,” he instructed Miren. “I’ll catch you up,” he told her as he made a detour towards the pool to look at the Mermaid.

“When she finishes her swim have her dried and delivered in the back way to my room make sure she doesn’t make any noise there,” he ordered Joe who was still in charge of her safety.

He left Joe and the Nymph and headed for the cells catching up with the two slaves just as they arrived at the appointed cell having seen the pregnant girl into the cell he turned to Miren.

“Here’s the key you lock the door on the way out then it’s time for our lunch,” he told her and waited for her to lock the door before heading back towards his quarters where he knew a meal was waiting for them.
.

 

[Britwitch]

Trianna

It seemed to have been one swift, fluid move of Marcus' hands and Trianna found herself back upon her hands and knees before him, feeling his body moving up close behind her parted thighs. The briefest of pauses followed before she felt his hard shaft thrust straight into her sex. She growled as he buried himself completely within her, stretching her insides once more, his fingers taking a firm hold of her hips to hold her in place and to pull back slightly to meet his strokes.
The growl became a long whimper as he began to withdraw and re-enter her over and over again, deep, slow strokes. Claiming her body once again.
Her back arched as he drove his length into her, his own grunted and groaned sighs of enjoyment rising up into the air around them. Her head lifted back, her long hair spilling across her back in a honey coloured sheet as he rocked back and forth in and out of her body. Her tail having curled up his back, the soft fur rubbing gently against his warm skin as he took her.

 

[Otto26]

Castor rolled over, pulling Aaja on top of him, and considered her question. Right now, of course, it made tremendous sense. His body thoroughly approved of any idea that gave him unlimited access to Aaja. He usually kept slaves away from his townhouse, it wasn't set up for keeping them, and taking her there would pose some difficulties. Still...

He pulled the cord behind the bed and the servant assigned to his room entered without knocking a few moments later.

"Your wish, lord?" the man inquired.

"Towels, and a wash basin. And inform Mistress Weia that I would like to speak to her."

"At once, lord," the man replied and quickly left.

Another servant entered the room shortly thereafter with a pile of towels, followed by another with a basin of water. Following Castor's directions they set them down on the bed and departed. Castor pointed to the towels and water and then to their joined genitalia.

"Use the towels and water, Aaja. Clean us both," he ordered.

 

[slippedhalo]

Aaja nodded, immediately springing to action cleaning Castor first and then herself. She worked silently as he seemed to be thinking. But, he had never answered her question. Perhaps he didn't like the experience as much as she did. Perhaps she did something wrong. She was growing more worried with every passing second spent in silence until she had finished washing them both up and was drying herself and Castor off with the softest of the towels. Her eyes searched him for some clue as to his thoughts. "Castor not happy. Aaja do a bad thing? Aaja want learn, Aaja do better, try again?" she asked, jumping back up beside him on the bed and lying down with her legs parted. She was willing to try again, to show him she could do better if he was dissappointed. He searched his eyes with her own, anxiousness making her light eyes wide and fearful looking.

 

[Sean Renaud]

Marcus's entire body stiffened as her tail slipped around his waist, that was definitely something that was going to take him a moment to get used to. He paused for a moment then continued on, slowly increasing the pace of his thrusts as he watched her reactions.

Steadily he started moaning in delight, loving the feeling of her soft fur beneat his hips as he continued to steadily pump away. His hands slowly wandered from her hips up her sides cupping her breasts in his hands and pulling her upright again silently forcing her to dictate the pace of their union as he rolled her nipples between his fingertips and kissed along her shoulder blades.

 

[Britwitch]

Trianna

Trianna felt his body grow tight as her tail curled around him, clearly something he had never experienced before. But then his attention seemed to return to her and his thrusts began to grow a little quicker. She began to purr once more, louder and punctuated regularly with whimpers and mewling cries.
She felt his hands slide up her sides, stroking her fur and sending shivers down her spine, before his hands came to rest over her breasts which he then used to pull her upright against his body. His chest pressed against her back. His mouth moving along the back of her shoulders, kissing her fur, moaning against her as she sensed his motions began to stop, another of his silent commands for her to take control of the situation. She rolled her hips back and forth, impaling herself upon him over and over again, whimpering and growling almost at the same time as his fingers played with her hard nipples, sending shocks down her body to culminate between her legs, feeling her sex grasping him tighter still, growing wetter and wetter.

 

[Otto26]

Castor smiled kindly at Aaja.

"No, Aaja, you did nothing wrong. But, if you are so eager to learn then there are many lessons we could undertake. We'll start with this one."

He took her hair in one hand and pulled her head down to his belly. He didn't have to pull hard at all because she quickly followed his lead despite the puzzlement in her eyes.

"Your body can give pleasure in many ways, Aaja. Your lips and tongue can be used to caress my cock. Have you seen this before?"

"With companion," Aaja responded. "Not with man. I try?"

"Yes, Aaja. You try," Castor said and released her hair.

With a determined look she addressed herself to his pleasure, just as the door opened and Weia entered.

"You sent for me, lord?" she asked.

"Yes, Mistress Weia, I did. I will be taking Aaja with me when I return to my house. If you would be so kind as to send a servant to summon my palanquin and my factor. I know you will name a mutually acceptable price."

Weia hesitated. On the one hand the girl was fresh and exotic and would be popular with her customers. On the other hand, she was not so exotic as to be likely to attract new customers and Lord Castor was one of her most powerful patrons. There would be, she decided, other girls; the slaver had had a nymph and an elf in his stock and she could use the money from this sale to purchase one of them or something similar.

"Of course, lord," she replied. "Are you finding everything satisfactory?"

Castor hissed in pleasure and ran a hand possessively over Aaja's platinum hair.

"Yes, Mistress Weia, I am finding everything very satisfactory."

Weia bowed and exited the room, calculating the largest price she could safely ask for and not anger Castor or cause him to take his custom elsewhere.

 

[Sean Renaud]

Marcus moaned feeling her body reacting to him. One hand drifted down her stomach ending its trip betwen her thigh and resting on her clit, slowly rubbing the sensitive nub against his cock, thrusting into her over and over again his own hips pumping up against her meeting her every thrust and driving farther into her.

"I hope this feels as good for you as it does for me." He grunted as his cock started to pulse and throb inside her.

 

[Britwitch]

Trianna

Trianna's body jolted forwards with a loud cry as his fingers found the swollen bud of flesh between her lips, throbbing and aching already, it felt as if it was exploding beneath his touch. Her hips grinding back almost lewdly against his thrusts, feeling his sex moving deeper and deeper inside her trembling body.
Trianna was sure her entire body was pulsing with the pleasure Marcus' fingers were drawing from that tiny bud between her legs.

"I hope this feels as good for you as it does for me."

"Oh...oh yes, Master...it feels...it feels so very..." But her body took over before she could finish. A loud roaring sound cut off her voice as her hips began to buck, her sex grasping him tighter than ever as she drove back against him, enveloping his throbbing shaft with her ever increasing warmth. Trembling and writhing uncontrollably in his arms, her back arched as she climaxed against his body.

 

[slippedhalo]

Castor smiled kindly at Aaja.

"No, Aaja, you did nothing wrong. But, if you are so eager to learn then there are many lessons we could undertake. We'll start with this one."

He took her hair in one hand and pulled her head down to his belly. He didn't have to pull hard at all because she quickly followed his lead despite the puzzlement in her eyes.

"Your body can give pleasure in many ways, Aaja. Your lips and tongue can be used to caress my cock. Have you seen this before?"

"With companion," Aaja responded. "Not with man. I try?"

"Yes, Aaja. You try," Castor said and released her hair.

With a determined look she addressed herself to his pleasure, just as the door opened and Weia entered.

"You sent for me, lord?" she asked.

"Yes, Mistress Weia, I did. I will be taking Aaja with me when I return to my house. If you would be so kind as to send a servant to summon my palanquin and my factor. I know you will name a mutually acceptable price."

Weia hesitated. On the one hand the girl was fresh and exotic and would be popular with her customers. On the other hand, she was not so exotic as to be likely to attract new customers and Lord Castor was one of her most powerful patrons. There would be, she decided, other girls; the slaver had had a nymph and an elf in his stock and she could use the money from this sale to purchase one of them or something similar.

"Of course, lord," she replied. "Are you finding everything satisfactory?"

Castor hissed in pleasure and ran a hand possessively over Aaja's platinum hair.

"Yes, Mistress Weia, I am finding everything very satisfactory."

Weia bowed and exited the room, calculating the largest price she could safely ask for and not anger Castor or cause him to take his custom elsewhere.

Aaja licked and sucked on the long organ, hoping Castor was finding it pleasing. His taste was stronger than that of her 'companion' and saltier than she was used to, but it wasn't a foul taste at all and she thought to herself she could grow accustomed to it. She looked up at Castor occasionally for instruction on what else he would like her to do to him with her mouth. She was learning quickly and his member browing in her mouth and small, lithe hands made her feel she was doing well.