Master Kane’s words hung in the red-lit room like a promise and a threat.
“Next, we move to open demonstration.”
Lila was still trembling on the cushion, her p***y glistening with the aftermath of her first o****m and Master Kane’s fingers. Her tank top clung to her sweat-damp skin, n*****s stiff and visible. The small group of participants watched her with hungry, envious eyes.
“Everyone stand up and form a circle,” Master Kane commanded. “Clothes off except for underwear. Lila, you stay exactly as you are — skirt up, legs spread, hands behind your back.”
The others obeyed quickly. Two women and two men stripped down to bras, panties, or boxers. Their bodies showed varying levels of arousal — hardened n*****s, visible bulges, and damp spots on fabric. They formed a loose circle around
