Well, the obedience was well appreciated, and seeing her on her knees, settling in nicely was something particularly satisfying, considering she was a powerful house Matron.  Doxi sighed as she was stroked, lightly, but not the touch of someone inexperienced in that sort of thing; the Matron indeed was familiar with the use of her hands and tongue on such an organ, who'd have thought?  And she was wanting to cooperate... mostly.<br/><br/>"Ah!  That's sensitive!" she cried out as her shaft was squeezed, but then moaned a bit as the tongue teased it, the grip forcing it to full mast quick, fast, and in a hurry "Ah, that's the one; the only fingers I'm getting into your House will be the ones I shove up your ass and sex, unless you count the ransom abstractly.  Do I look like the sort who wants political bullshit weighing her down?  No, I just like fucking, and as my prisoners I have a 'right' to do what I wish with you, though I much prefer cooperation over force... well, most of the time."<br/><br/>Shifting in her seat, she enjoyed the stroking and licking for a bit.  'Worth her while'... now that was something she wanted to experience from the woman she thought was a prude...<br/><br/>"So go ahead, make<em>my</em>time with<em>you</em>worth<em>my</em>while!" she teased, a clear challenge for her skill at this "If you impress me, I'll... hm... well, let's just say I'll not go directly to your rear after your skilful display, got it?"