Lelian Mating Rituals

Well, they were right about a 'few' things. Your kind were hedonists, all about pleasure, giving and recieving, there was no greater ****. Species didn't usually factor into the equation with your kind but alas there were other more intimate rituals that the crew were interested in discovering for themselves.

You weren't too excited to be 'displaying' yourself in such a manner without the 'proper' respect to your kin. These rituals weren't for show... they were part of your culture. But a stun rod was an unpleasant but effective argument. So you stand in what's left of your clothes, they weren't in the greatest condition since your abduction. The crew had gathered in this makeshift 'theatre'; it was a fitness room but they moved a few things around to give you some room.

Captain Brillia or rater... Ellen... she had something in common with your women. Powerful, though more in spirit than appearance.

"So ever since we've picked you up young John Koar; and I've got to say I really can see myself embracing the culture." Yeah where males are second class the moment they come of age. It wasn't all that bad being male on your planet, sure you weren't expected to hold a job or go to school, so all you really had to do was live and 'please' the woman that would be your mate anything else was a bonus.

"So like I said I'd been reading beyond basic education the only course your men are required to learn is sexual education... is this true?" Not entirely but after your 16th birthday you were enrolled in that 'course' as she put it. Two hours a day you studied sex for three years. You half nod.

"Alright, with that out of the way, I want to see this 'Ensem-lola'." Oh crap... that'll be embarrassing. The Ensem-lola was...

-A striptease leading to oral sex

-A dance plain and simple

-A baring of flesh and presenting your body for use

OR!!

This is all a dream and you wake up upon your home planet to be taken by a mate.