Tehr nodded, "At any point," he murmered.  Then knowing what she wanted both by voice and thoughts he decided it was time to take a firmer hand.  "To answer your question...."  He let his hand slide back around her hip across her thigh and down into the space betwen her thighs.  His finger tips brushing the red fur on her mons, then pushing lower, brushing against her shaved labia.  He continued, "I can keep station and status out of the bedroom quite easily.  In the bedroom I have willing partners, women who want to be there with me.  But at the same time, I am the master, I give pleasure and take women to new heights."<br/><br/>He let his fingertips drag across her labia as he pulled back upwards slowly.  When they reached the top of her slit, he'd pat his hand against her flesh firmly, a light slap, landing directly on the area where her clit would be hiding under it's hood.  He knew from experience that a little softness mixed with a little roughness often excited the bud of sensitive flesh to expose itself.   "But," he said, "Make no mistake.  Be my lover a lowly serving girl, a noblewoman, or the queen of the land...."  He let that hang for a moment, because if she had heard the rumors about his position, it wouldn't hurt to remind her what auspicious company she was about to be in.  "... when they get into the bedchamber with me, they are all equal.  They are my partners, my lovers, and mine to command."<br/><br/>He let his fingers slide between her thick outer labia, caressing the thin petals beneath, "You want that don't you?  You'd like me to tell you what to do to bring you pleasure.  Ask for it, ask me to give you pleasure and I shall."