Cyrus calls a meeting

From her position on her knees, the flickering lamplight in the room made the two spasming dicks cast huge shadows onto Latifa’s face as she held them up level with her eyes, each one firmly at the base, the men on either side of her. Extending her tongue, the busty tailor was able to slurp up the last remaining strings of cum that oozed down from each of the men’s cumslits.

Karra stood up from her position between Miele’s legs and kissed her, gambling that the blonde dancer would appreciate the taste of her own cum as it oozed from her face. She was right, and after their hot, soft tongues had stopped duelling, Miele set about lapping her secretions from the Amazon’s face with greed and vigour.

‘This is Karra,’ said Miele, ‘a new dancer. She licks pussy like you wouldn’t believe.’

‘Is that so?’ said Latifa from her position on the floor. ‘I’ll have to take her up on that at some point. Incidentally, Miele, your ponygirl costume is ready.’

Latifa pointed using one of the dicks in her hands into the corner of the room. On a tailor’s mannequin was a golden corset with curves cut under the bust section so that whoever worn it would have both tits exposed. On the head of the dummy was a golden headress with an ostrich feather plume and golden straps coming down at either side where a bit hung inbetween.

‘It looks great,’ said Miele. ‘I can’t wait to wear it.’

Just then, the elderly servant that Karra recognised from earlier, Dost, appeared at the doorway.

‘Excuse me,’ he said, ‘but Master Cyrus requests that all dancers are to go to their respective dormitories and await further instructions.’

Shrugging, Miele and Karra left Latifa on her haunches in her workshop. The busty tailor had already begun trying to suck each of the cumslick shafts in her hands back to full hardness. As the two dancers went out the door, Latifa called something out to them guttural and sloppy that was once again totally obscured by the many inches of stiff cock pumping past her jaw.

Miele looked back, and then said to Karra, ‘she’s saying “goodbye,”’ she translated.

Karra nodded and smiled, then went with Miele back to dormitary.