That last stop had nearly been the end of him. Though it seems that his remark about not being coupled in a long time caused her to relax her teasing... for now. Wanre was both relieved but also pained by her releasing her hand from his cock. How badly he wanted her to simply finish him but he knew from all that he had seen since his arrival here that to do that before she wished was to invite much pain and suffering and he'd had far enough of that from the idiot merchant. His thoughts were quickly broken by a sharp tug of the cord the were moving again and quickly it seemed.<br/><br/>He had spent enough time on this planet to notice the transition from sand to hard stone, his skin cooled as they left the hot sun and moved into the shade. Insence began to stir his nostrils; splashing, light laughter and chatter reached his ears. Once they stopped the stone beneath his feet was cool and damp, there was a stir of water then someone spoke to his mistress, we must be in her home now he thought. Though his thoughts were abruptly shattered as cool water splashed against his body the majority of it landing on his throbbing member which was likely a deep blood red from the cord withholding proper circulation and the constant teasing all the way here.<br/><br/>The one who splashed him offered as an explanation that he needed to be cooled off or he would explode. Others seemed to agree as more water from different directions began pelting him. It did distract his mind from the throbbing need of his loins and was able to relax them just a little which would keep him from coming to soon. The mistress gave an order about hearing a report shortly and then led Wanre away from the pool. He could've been wrong but he thought he may have heard a couple of pouty aawws as he was led away.<br/><br/>They continued further on the shade seemed to darken, the coolness having an effect on his now wet front. Producing involuntary goosebumps all over his body and causing his nipples to become as erect as his manhood. They crossed a very unique floor it felt like the stone were no bigger than his toes and the covered every inch of the space, here they stopped again. Then he was pushed, hard. With his hand still bound behind him he tried to turn to the side but his landing came sooner than he thought and he was still pretty much straight on. He had landed on a large cushion of some kind, he had not felt such softness in a decade... but he wondered now what's going on?