As Doxi walked around the circle, letting the assembled crew she heard 'changeling' muttered once or twice, and a few acolytes were bold enough to reach out and touch her cock, but pulled away quickly when satisfied that it wasn't an illusion or toy.  There were small murmurs in the crowd, mostly among partners or friends as they sat in a large circle, but everyone was fairly respectful.  One acolyte even raised her hand when Doxi mentioned 'lots of lube' and waited for acknowledgement.  "Priestess, if you need it, there's a compartment in that pillar with lube."  the woman said pointing at the raised platform that Marek knelt on.  A simple nod and smile thanked the woman for the information and Doxi continued.<br/><br/>There were several nods and knowing looks from much of the crowd as Doxi spoke, it shouldn't be a surprise that this information was common knowledge to some.  But then again others, like the young acolyte from last night who fetched Doxi's new sword, was leaning forwards intently, his attention focused solely on her speech.  A few chuckles broke out when Doxi mentioned size no bigger than what she had and one or two men feigned distress, obviously they were packing, but it was all good natured and the slight murmurs did nothing to detract from Doxi as a whole.<br/><br/>As Doxi asked the priestess for her finest lube, the redheaded d'Cannith stood and gestured to the platform that Marek was now laying on, "Press on the side of the platform, there's a hidden compartment.  The lube in the blue jar is our finest, unscented, natural lube."  She then sat back down, knowing that Doxi could find the compartment that held not only lubes and prophylactics but also cleaning cloths and several sex toys.<br/><br/>Marek moved down off the pillar to kneel in front of Doxi.  He had wrapped the leash about his forearm tightly, putting it out of the way but also still showing that he was her pet.  He knelt in front of her and looked up at her and with only a moment more hesitation took Doxi's futacock into his hands.  Quietly, so softly that no one other than Doxi would have heard he muttered, "I guess I'll just do it how I like it."  Then cupping her balls with his left hand and squeezing the base of the cock tightly, he opened his mouth and guided the head of Doxi's shaft in.  His blowjob was inexpert to say the least, but it wasn't for lack of trying.  He jerked on the base of the cock with a back and forth motion as he swallowed the rest of her cock into his mouth.   His tongue ran along the under side of her shaft, back and forth as he bobbed his head slightly.  But the drool, oh Shoni be praised, Marek was drooling something fierce over Doxi's futacock.  Covering it with copious amounts of thick clear saliva he jerked her cock harder and harder as the stringy spit ran down across his hand and onto her futaballs.<br/><br/>There wasn't much stimulation on the cock head, or at least wasn't at first.  Then Marek leaned forwards and began pressing his face down as far as he could.  Doxi could feel the head of her futacock pressing back into the deepest parts of his mouth, and into the very uppermost reaches of his throat.  He'd hold it there for several moments then back off and take a deep gasping breath as his spit coated her cock and his hand, which continued to jerk her at the base.<br/><br/>In no time flat, Doxi's pet had her as hard as a rock and sopping wet.  Doxi's cunny was practically soaked too, he may be a first timer, but he was not bad at all.