’He puts his foot on the back of my head, pushing my face down near the floor. ‘I don’t believe you faggot.’‘Please Sir please train me to s...rve real men. I will do what you tell me to. I want to be your cocksucker Sir, please.’He lets me up, making me kneel in front of him. ‘Look at me.’I look at him, bracing myself figuring he is going to slap me again.‘It’s ok faggot you can go ahead and ask me.’I don’t know what he is talking about. ‘Sir, I don’t know what you mean.’‘I can tell by looking. “Philip got a bit upset when I invited you, so Mom and Dad sat him down for a talk. They told him to remember back to camp and realize that even though I had sex with you, my feelings for him were still strong. She pointed out that we were both likely to meet and get intimate with other people but that didn’t ever have to keep us from remaining very special friends. It was our choice.“Mom explained that they’d met at the camp when they went there with other partners. They’d had sex a few times. She brought the supple leather to every part of Janey. Soft sounds came from the woman working on the young girl, a crooning from a mother to her child.Amud whispered his comments as we observed this ritual: "This is traditional preparation of Princess for wedding night. This is done every night for one month before nuptials. By time of wedding night, she so ready for her husband, she go willingly to bed of fattest, ugly groom." He looked at me with a grin. "All princesses dream of handsome. Fiona trembled at Carice’s touch. She turned her head and their mouths locked together while intense sensation radiated from between her legs. Fervently, she pressed the other woman’s hand deeper against her privates and within seconds she spasmed in her embrace.The high priestess approached the brazier and let a drop of her cum fall into the flames. With her hands spread wide, she uttered an incantation and the fire turned from red to purple.Fiona watched intently as the tongues of flame.