I told him “Your cock is very big. I could not take eyes off it”. He said “Thank you”. I further said “I wanted to touch it once. Is it OK w...th you?” He asked me “Why?”. I said “Just wanted to feel it once. Should I?” He with some kind of hesitation said “OK”. I was sleeping to his right. I turned over to my left and put my right hand on his shorts. I could feel his cock. It’s not hard but not soft too. It was semi-hard. I rubbed it for a while from over his shorts and then put my hand in his. The victim would be laid across the stone and the warriors would line up to have their turn with him. If his keeper had been so kind to educate him in the art of the mouth, they would come at him from both ends. Each warrior would carry his knife. And as he came, he would make a small incision in the man’s flesh and suck a mouthful of his blood. As the debauchery would reach a frenzied pitch, some would enter where others had cut, sometimes four or five at one time. The victim would endure. In that we can put what you are wearing now, and a change of maidservant’s clothes. But we have to hurry. Strip to your underpants. Now!’ I thought of objecting but Felicity’s hand started to reach for my mouth again. I stripped. She unlaced her dress and threw it on her bed. My eyes opened wide at the sight of her corset and crinoline. Her breasts were more exposed than I’d ever seen them even in her lowest cut evening gown. She saw me looking. ‘Nice aren’t they?’ she said, cupping them in her. I reminded her, almost kindly, and repeated the strike on the opposite side.When the number one spilled from her lips along with a thanks, I granted her a small jolt of pleasure straight to her clit before doing it again. Each time I struck her, she screamed, and counted, and I pleasured her again. By the time I'd done ten stripes to each lip, her pussy was a brilliant red and leaking her cream, and I doubted she knew whether the pleasure or the pain was more overwhelming. My cock was rock hard.