She scanned the room, her eyes looking for the necklace. She could not find it anywhere.Mr. Stevens took something from the shelf closest to him."This...is an ancient Egyptian perfume bottle. I bought it from the black market. This was preserved so well that you can still smell the faint aroma of its contents." He handed her the bottle. She received it and put her nose inside to smell it.She heard something click inside, and a vapor hissed out from inside the bottle. She gasped in surprise and. Could that not be the case?"It impressed me that, despite the hard crop blows, the discomfort of being strung up by her wrists and the imposition of the cincher, she was still considering the purpose of her training. "Very good," I responded with encouragement. "That is indeed the case. I think, though, that we will explore that in a more controlled manner than simply as a by-product of your other studies."Nicola had evidently not considered that this was included in my plans for her. Her other hand moved from my chest to refill the void between her legs. ‘Ummmm,’ again as she now took me into her throat. She moved her hand from my mouth to my nipples and the other from her pussy to my cock. She coated the base with her juices then let me lick the fingers clean. Then she went all the way down my cock and I could feel her tongue recapturing her juices. This continued until….. ‘Ummmm,’ we both moaned as I filled her mouth again and again as she sucked. There was a brief pause. It really was basic stuff for a test drive she explained. John enjoyed it, despite a little worry before Deb got the trick of keeping her teeth out of the way. Her tongue did feel very nice on the head of his cock. To Keren's obvious delight he let her take over at the end to swallow his load. He didn't think Deb was ready for that yet."OK girls, back in your seats." When Deb made to sit next to Keren he stopped her. As she sat back in his lap his hand reclaimed its previous position on her.