It is a silent play, and even though I have no idea what, if anything, prompted this, I know that questions are unacceptable. I just do my best to pl...ase him, and hope desperately that it's enough. At this point, I have no hope of my own release, even though my clitoris is nicely swollen, and my pussy is drenched. Part of the point of being punished is that orgasm is denied, or at least delayed significantly. I have forgotten to even wonder what I did wrong, and am lost in the moment,. I didn't think much of it as there were other guys at the bar and she may have been looking for her mates. After picking up our drinks, we managed to find a couple of bar stools free at a table. I started drinking my Black Label on the rocks, and turned my head and coincidentally we were sitting one table away from the brunette I saw earlier. I thought I'd tell the chaps and it went something like this:Me: "Don't look now guys, but I think the girl with the black hair is looking at me"Friend 1:. “As much as Thomas and I are enjoying your hot mouths around our cocks, I think it’s time to bury them deep into your cunts.” Samuel says with seriousness in his voice. With that they pull from our mouth and we shiver from the loss of them. Kevin and Jacob slowly eased themselves back from us and off of the bed. Laying there still looking up at the mirrors, I notice that the guys are trading places. Thomas is now laying by my side with his head at my feet and Samuel is doing the same with. ‘Lady Gwendolyn, you grace us with your presence,’ the King smiled benignly at her, handsome and kindly expression as he grabbed the arm of his son and pulled him around, ‘May I introduce your husband-to-be, Prince Alexander, Alexander your future wife the Lady Gwendolyn.’ The man turned and she looked into very familiar and warm brown eyes and thought she would faint, sound rushed in her ears and it seemed as though the whole world was melting away as they gazed at each other, completely.