I look down, not daring to make eye contact because I know that I'm inferior to you and have no business looking in your eyes."Cum Slut, are you happy...that I am home?" Yes I am Sir. When I heard you enter the house, I got a little wet." You really like to be used, don't you, you little worthless slut?" Yes, I love being used by you Master." Do you want my cock, Cum Slut?" Yes. I beg you to let me worship your cock, even thought I don't deserve it. I beg you to let me allow pleasuring you as. Clothes make the mantra! Bar Rah was allowed these privileges because he had attained the Ultimate Zensation, Peace of Mind ( and the occasional piece of tail from naive female initiates.)The Circle was designed to balance exactly the powers of Yin and Yang. With a seating arrangement of Man/Woman/Man/Woman/Man/Woman/Man/Woman and so on ( sort of like a bar mitzvah dinner or a British Social Tea. ) They were arranged so that the auras of each male and female touched one the other. As well, this. Trying not to make him feel bad I quickly hid my face and leaned in to service him. It really was like sucking a lollypop. I ran my tongue up his shaft, then licked around the head. I took his full length into my mouth and worked my tongue around him while in there. His groans of pleasure had me smiling and I worked to give him the best blowjob he could imagine. I was surprised to find myself getting a little wet while I did it.It did not take Tim long. Almost as soon as I started to. He was slim and was carrying no excess fat as she ran her hand through the hair on his chest before gently squeezing his nipples as well. She was now stood there in her knickers/stockings and suspender belt as his hand dropped to her knickers feeling her pubic area through her satin knickers, he knew she wanted him as her knickers were already moist. Then his hand was in the top of her knickers as he went through her pubic hair to the split between her legs, she gasped as he started to finger.