As I did, I noticed a subtle pattern in where people were sitting. Most of those in the tables around me were ones I mentally labeled as misfits, nice...people who just would not succeed in battle. Most of the more aggressive individuals were congregating on the far side of the chamber, and I noticed that the lady, Ruth, who had repudiated her male concubine that first night was holding court at a table over there.I was pondering just how bad the news might be when Yvette dropped into a chair. Let me squeeze them together tightly around your thick meat and make you cum for me,” she said seductively.He moaned as his erection found sheer pleasure between her creamy breasts. That the ends were adorned with tiny cages only made him harder. And with each thrust, she licked the head of his cock with her tongue.“Oh, fuck, Emmy! What is this dark magic you’re performing, you wicked little slut?” he asked as he pumped between her tits. “I’ve never done anything like this, ever!”Emmy. She spread legs and began to masturbate, rubbing furiously at her clit. No one moved and Dean found he too was having trouble looking away, even to survey the room.It was then he realized he and everyone else was being influenced by Syn, and couldn’t resist the urge to watch her. As he struggled to look away, he realized his own cock was hard in his tight jeans. Normally strippers can’t legally openly masturbate on stage but no one seemed to care. It was like a waking dream and before he could. I removed the clothes that I was wearing and tossed them on the floor beside the bag. As I was heading towards the bathroom, I heard a knock at the door.Without bothering to cover my naked body, I opened the door slightly enough to see who it was.“Good afternoon, Madam! The receptionist told me that you’ve checked in a few minutes ago. Would you like to order lunch?”, a young hotel support-staff asked me. His curious eyes were eager to find out what it was that I was hiding.As I looked at his.