Alanna indeed has seen many of the other female slaves servicing males with their mouth.   Her own mother quite often would service males in such away.  For a brief moment pain surges in her eyes.   Pain of memory, she misses her mother.   She has no one now,  that loves her.   No one to teach her beyond what the masters wanted.   She no longer had her masters.    She only has the minotaur.  Her new master and if he tired of her or she displeased him.    She be totally alone again.<br/><br/>Her eyes narrow on the impressive semi erect cock.   She shift surging forward going to her knees and lowering her head.  Her tongue lashing out and sweeping over the top of the cock.  Slathering it with the moistness of her tongue.  A part of her wonders how he would react, what effect she would have on his cock.  Would it become fully rigid with growth as those with her mother had.<br/><br/>Her lips part sliding over the head of his cock as she took him into her mouth.   Her teeth grazed over his cock.   Not hard enough to draw blood but with enough force to remind him she has teeth.    Then her mouth tightens around his cock as she draws suckling in as she begins to suck him off.   At least that is the impression she had when she watched her mother do such.<br/><br/>Would Drakmir be pleased,  was she doing it right.