<strong>Lilith, at a table with Doctor Mephiston</strong><br/><br/>The light and depraved touch of Doctor Mephiston clearly aroused Lilith … his words, sadly, didn’t do the same.<br/><br/>The music in the air, the sight of Daniel and Selena together, the deft fingers of the good Doctor caresses her skin in such a sensual manner … all of these served to stimulate Lilith, incredibly so, and succumb to the fiery passions that she always sought to so carefully control. And allowing herself to lose that control – even if only for a short while – took a lot from the relatively inexperienced woman. She knew how much food she ate each day, down to the gram; she constantly measured her own body temperature and blood chemistry. For her to let go of the control she demanded over everything, and to surrender to her own wanton desires … such an action was extraordinary, to Lilith.<br/><br/>But Doctor Mephiston’s words –<em>you would like to cum, to orgasm in front of all these people?</em>– they made her all-too-uncomfortably aware of her surroundings, and that people were watching. Instead of being able to lose herself in the moment, and wallow in her unconscious desires … those desires became quite conscious. And when they became conscious, Lilith found herself feeling a bit awkward and embarrassed. Sharing her innermost decadent desires with someone behind closed doors was one thing … inviting others to watch, quite another.<br/><br/>Lilith whimpered a little, when the Doctor traced his finger over the pucker of her asshole. “No … please …” she murmured. The sensation was delightful – that, she didn’t mind – but listening to him ask the question so lewdly –<em>how about this, does this pleasure you as well?</em>– made her uncomfortable.<br/><br/>She writhed a bit at his touch, first with from his fingers, then from his tongue. A pleasant warmth spilled through her body, and her sex grew wet and slippery, from heated desire. But much as she craved that delicious feeling, the feeling of being watched … well, it turned her on, greatly. But it also shamed her, and confused her as well. And she couldn’t help but feel far too self-conscious about that shame and confusion. Much as she wanted to give in completely to it – the way that Daniel and Selena did, so shamelessly, and with such glorious delight – she simply couldn’t. Not yet. Not so early in her sojourn to the Pleasure Dome, with so many inhibitions still so carefully in place …<br/><br/>“I’m sorry … forgive me …” Lilith muttered. Though her body screamed to stay and let the Doctor’s delightful tongue pleasure her womanhood in decadent ways, she reluctantly lifted one long, lean leg over his head, and got to her feet. Shaking, the confused young woman moved quickly back to the bar, brushing wild strands of errant blonde hair out her face as she walked. Her clockwork android plodded along behind her, dutifully following her.<br/><br/>Trembling, Lilith took a seat at the bar. Her chest rose and fell with deep, heaving breaths, as she struggled to regain her composure. Her face was hot and flushed, and she felt uncertain – for the first time, in quite a long time – as to what to do, or where to go, or even what to say.