"I have a whole night of sensual pleasure in store for you." You are unable see anything but this only serves only to heighten your other senses. He k...sses your lips, his tongue lingering for a while with yours. You hear a knock at the door. He glances at his watch. 'Perfect timing,' he thinks to himself. "Probably maid service," he says, "you stay right here. Don't touch that blindfold." You hear him move to the door and open it, then only muffled, low voices. You can't make out what is said.. Awkwardly we said our goodbyes before heading off in separate directions.The second and final night of the stag proved somewhat of an anti-climax compared to the first, and gratefully so from my perspective. My penance paid up fully there was no question of a repeat. Any attempt to humiliate me again would meet with severe repercussions back home, I warned. The guys understood. Deep down, I kind of hoped we might bump into the girls again but it wasn't to be.Next morning, the time came to. . Do you live with Miss Castellano.”“No,” I muttered sullenly.“Then you're dismissed, Ms. Ward. And mind your tongue.”I whirled around, my cock slapping into my thigh, and marched out. I slammed the door behind me and... Miss Castellano sat where I had been, her shoulders hunched. She held her purse on her lap, almost hugging it. She glanced up at me. Her dark eyes met mine. I saw such fear brimming in them. This hopelessness. I wanted to hug her right there. To grab her and hold her. To tell. Her hands clasped his ass cheeks now and she could feel him shake when she applied a slight suction and pulled her head back. The king moaned quietly as she did so. Glancing up, she could see his head had fallen back on his shoulders. She released his cock from the suction of her tender mouth and his eyes popped open as he looked down at her face. ‘You must watch me to be assured I am doing right by the king’s staff,’ she whispered with half-closed eyes. ‘Yes,’ he hissed and pressed his hand.