It took me a little bit for my eyes to adjust to the rush of all the lights. and a longer moment still for me to try and adjust to the absurd situatio... I've gotten myself into. There had to be at least 50 people in attendance. it seems daddy wasn't k**ding when he told me he was very involved in the kink community. we were in a large ballroom that was completely decorated for a wedding. this was as official as you could get. it seemed that our colors were white, light-sliver, and light-pink.... "It is more trouble than it's worth to protect these people. I don't know why the High Council insists on supporting them. Better to leave them to their own devices." Would you sooner they starve?" I asked."They are a needless drain on the resources of the citadel. We continually have to grow and supply seed for their crops." Why don't they just replant after each harvest." The seed is genetically enhanced to resist pestilence. Unfortunately, it is sterile and unable to be replanted, so we must. As I sat, I felt my own erection in my pants and felt the need to readjust it within my pants so I can sit more comfortably. As I stood back up to readjust, I looked down at Sam who was sitting in my computer chair in his polyester shorts pulled slightly down to above his knees, his long skinny fingers wrapped around his penis and tugging slowly. He had no shirt on. We both sat watching the two stars eat each, him masturbating, me slowly rubbing my penis from on top of my shorts from time to. This room was dark and lit by candles and again there was soothing music. The table was raised like a massage table, but it was much larger. The men then took off my robe and I was put onto this table. This wasn’t like any other table though. It felt very warm on my body. I was horny as hell.Again, my legs were spread and Salvatore got to work on my pussy. He licked and adored every fold of my vagina. He brushed his tongue around my clit. It felt so fucking good.“Oh God, that feels so good..