To be pleasured this way by a slave, was it the privilege of the rich, of the nobility? To have a servant to pleasure you, to be there at your beck and call...<br/><br/>The servant's words seemed mechanical, although Miyuki would not consider it scripted. There was nothing to be disgruntled about, perhaps the lack of emotions was due to the monotony of her work, the bounds of her station, being a pleasure servant. Instead, Miyuki simply leaned back, allowing the slave to pleasure her in her own unique way, or technique.<br/><br/>Her thighs were parted, Miyuki smiling and nodding as she felt the deft fingers pressing against her soft thighs, lips touching her where it was sensitive, as Miyuki hummed in approval. The bard appreciated someone who could play with the crotch as a whole, not simply diving into the pussy or cock in a direct route. It was something Miyuki could learn as well, when she noticed the clothier preparing himself. Miyuki said nothing, choosing to bask in the experience as Jeniea kissed her way to her aroused petals, where she hungrily lapped at Miyuki's sweet juices, mixed with the ejaculate of Seekal. It brought a moan and a slight twitch from Miyuki, the Shinanoan bard exhaling an a gentle<em>"Ahhh..."</em>as she bit softly on her lip. The technique was there, as well as the gentle finesse and enthusiasm from the slave, lapping up the juices and pleasing Miyuki at the same time.<br/><br/>Far Davindi did his own thing, burying his face into Jeniea in an act which Miyuki could only guess was cunnilingus? The bard kept her thoughts to herself when she saw his erect manhood, choosing to focus on the gradually increasing arousal she was experiencing, just when Jeniea increased her oral, Miyuki letting out an audible gasp as a wave built itself in her groin, little jolts shooting into her heart as a hand moved to her mouth, Miyuki instinctively biting softly onto her index finger as her arms curled slightly. Her thighs remained open, Miyuki not wanting to disrupt Jeniea's artistic work of pleasure, until the slave gasp, her next act causing Miyuki to gasp as well.<br/><br/>Two fingers traced her aroused petals, where a minute trickle of honey began to flow. It lubricated the two digits well, Miyuki letting her arms drop to the side before moaning with her eyes closed. The bard noticed the feeling, but could hardly react when the two fingers slid inside smoothly. She did react when the curl happened, Miyuki's mouth forming a perfect O as she released an inaudible gasp, before Jeniea's question registered in her mind.<br/><br/><strong>"Oh Jeniea, yes... yes!"</strong>Miyuki replied, desiring release, desiring for this woman who now controlled her arousal to send her over the edge.<strong>"It pleases me aplenty... I'm near the edge... you who mastered the art of pleasing... send me over, and do not stop. Keep going at me until I let flow a second time after this..."</strong>