I used a very light touch. After a short time, I watched his face as I wrapped my fingers around his cock. He moaned again and I could feel it throb l...ke crazy. Slowly I moved my hand up. He moaned again. Then my hand moved down. I worked his cock nice and slow. Soon I could see a drop of precum form on the head. I used my thumb to rub it around. I love to feel his cock all lubed up, nice and hard. Soon John was thrusting his hips upward. I knew that he was enjoying what I was doing. Each time. It was a bizarre set up. Seated at a table that stood by a bay window in the lounge were our “guests” for tea; two elegantly dressed, shop-window dummies. “You are all far too inexperienced to practice on any of us,” Miss Carson announced, seeing our looks of disbelief at being expected to wait on mannequins. “When you can do things properly for Amanda and Sally here, you MAY be allowed to try serving Miss Matilda or her guests.”First of all we had to lay up a table for afternoon tea. Miss. Once tested successfully several times, it's time to start using your slave outside of the tub. Most western cultured women prefer the comfort of a toilet designed for a toilet slave (see notes about this above), but most Asian mistresses I know, prefer to squat directly above or on top of their slaves head. Experiment and decide what works best for you.Lastly: Your slave is an investment of your valuable time. Like any valuable possession, you want it to last a long time. Therefore, continued. Hoshi was dozing on it as she had done so often during the last days since the trial. Dozing in the sun sometimes with, sometimes without T'Pol, after 40 Eridiani had dipped far enough below the zenith, had quickly become a favorite pastime of hers. Feeling safe behind the high walls of T'Pol's estate, she had removed her Bikini again, which hung over the arm rest of her chair.Trip cleared his throat loudly enough to wake her up.Shooting up from her chair, Hoshi instinctively covered her bare.