The Emir murmured something which Robinson did not catch and Princess Alima slid gracefully under the table. This surprised him, as she had not been d...inking anywhere near enough to have that effect. Then things became clearer as a slurping noise came from under the table and a smile spread across the Emir's face. Robinson maintained his bland expression and made no comment or movement as the younger wife of his employer gave her husband a blow job at the dinner table. The eunuchs who were. I began to shuffle. Before anyone can protest too strongly, I say, “Any man that cannot or will not meet the ante, must leave the room now”. The men look at each other and then you, the money is quickly put in the center of the table. I don’t ante. I’m challenged, asked for my stake. I tell them you are my stake; I’m putting you in the pot. I tell them this last hand is not for the money, this hand is for who gets to be first. The winner does not get the money, he gets to be the first to. He removed the rose and rubbed its petals along my back, gently teasing and tickling me with its softness. The rose made its way along my back, further and further down, until it found my ass. It was a nice soft feeling...those petals rubbing along my buttocks.When he finished with the rose on my back, he grabbed the vase and tickled the cool water out onto my back. It ran slowly down the slope of my back and into the crack of my ass. I felt it cool and nice.He showed me the vase was empty now. I let myself be a sexual object for the first time. I would let him look at my milky breasts with now erect nipples. I would be on display. I felt a throbbing deep inside me. I felt contracting tightness as all my nerve endings around my vagina tensed up. I was welling up under the bottoms. I felt a strong magnetic pull to be touched, to be pleasured.I turned my head to the side acting as if I had not noticed the onlooker. I could not stand the intense heat so I got up, took a sip of Coke to.