This was the pattern. I would move away, afraid. She would follow, and initiate an interchange, starting with a kiss, then enticing me with new, and p...rogressively more erotic sensations. We would gradually move into more and more intimate exchanges, ending with her making love to me on the stage with most of our clothes off – then blackout.The BDSM version, she explained, would end with me naked and in bondage, enslaved, and being used for her pleasure, but that would come later. And we. He expected that if he failed the Emir he would visit that room himself, and that his stay there would be as unpleasant and as long as the executioner could make it last.The door opened and Zubeydeh entered, escorted by two eunuchs. She came warily to the foot of the bed and knelt there with her forehead on the tiles until he clapped his hands once. Then she rose and slipped under the covers at the foot of the bed, kissing his feet and legs as she worked her way up the bed. She was surprised. And besides, watching porn with him might be kind of exciting! In addition to the seating area there were showers, two large hot tubs, a large play room for the voyeurs and exhibitionists (she could hardly wrap her mind around that), and some smaller rooms for those looking seeking a little more privacy. The very least they could do would be to visit the VIP area. It wasn't like someone was going to bonk her over the head and drag her into an orgy. She had Jake and she knew he would support. I . . .’ The poor startled Guard started to stammer incoherently. ‘WHAT!’ Felleona screamed out, bringing the young woman back to her senses. ‘The Guards are assembled and ready for the morning inspection Captain.’ The Guard said as she snapped to attention trying not to look turned on by the scene of fucking before her. However the flushed look on her face, the biting of the lower lip and the squeezing of her thighs together betrayed her otherwise calm exterior. ‘And?’ Felleona asked.