Master Kane’s dark eyes stayed locked on Lila as the other participants shifted nervously in their seats. The red lighting made the room feel even more intimate, almost suffocating with anticipation.
“Everyone else, continue touching yourselves slowly,” he commanded, voice calm but authoritative. “Light circles only. No one comes until I say so.”
Then he turned fully to Lila. “You. Come here.”
Her legs felt weak as she stood and walked to the center of the semi-circle. The short skirt brushed against her bare thighs, reminding her she was already soaked. Master Kane pointed to a low, wide cushion placed directly under a soft spotlight.
“Sit down. Legs wide open. Back straight.”
Lila obeyed, lowering herself onto the cushion. She spread her thighs, the hem of her skirt riding up until
