You are secretly pleased.

Although it is clear that Tiras is full of trepidation about his new assignment, your heart secretly leaps with pleasure at the thought of being guided by the tutor's gentle hand.

The master frightens you a little. You are relieved that you will not have to go to him right away. You wonder how long it will be before you are properly trained in the erotic arts, and smile at the thought of spending your days with Tiras in the mean time.

The master bids you to enter the Mistress' antechamber rather than the small room you are to share with the other pets.

You see Miriam, Pearl and the two sisters completing chores for the Mistress who sits in her throne-like chair taking refreshment. When the women recognize that the master is among them all activity stops. Ifrit rises to greet her husband with a smile, and the other women bow to him. Only the children continue in their movement, some of them ignore him continuing in their games, but a few rush over to him in excitement, and he welcomes each of these in turn with a rugged embrace.

"I didn't expect to see you here, dear husband," Ifrit addresses Silas as he shews the children away, "I presumed you would take the **** to your own quarters."

"I have given Tiras the assignment to train my new **** in the art of pleasure. It would not be appropriate for him to instruct her in his own room, and I would not have him conduct her training in my suite. So I am giving him use of my room here. I trust this will not inconvenience you."

The mistress looks at you, and then at Tiras. It appears to you that she is not at all pleased with Tiras' assignment, but when she looks back at her husband she is all smiles and warmth. "Not at all. She answers. That room gets too little use, and it is well out of my way. It will be no trouble at all. But I wonder at your choice to have Tiras instruct her. There is no better lover in the house than you my love, and I thought you delighted in coaxing your pets into submission by your own hand." Ifrit presses her slender body against her husband as she speaks with unconcealed flirtation.

Silas kisses his wife's throat before he answers, "I have had such games too many times to number. I grow bored of taming timid virgins, who shy away from my touch."

"Ah, my darling Silas, If you have need of a real woman you may always come to me," Ifrit says.

"Oh I do and I shall. There is no one who pleases me more than you, my beloved, but..." the rest he whispers into Ifrit's ear, and you are uncertain what he has said, but the mistress nods with a frown, and looks again at Tiras.

"I see," she says.

"Tiras is to begin instruction immediately, and I will watch. Would you join me?" Silas says.

"If you will excuse me my love, I have many other things to attend to, perhaps one of your pets might keep you company in my place," the mistress tells him.

Silas looks around at the waiting women. "Adina," he says, "You will join us."

"Yes master," Adina answers. She looks flushed and a little distressed at being called upon.

Silas leads you down a narrow corridor at the back of the antechamber. The corridor leads to a large room almost as big as the one you came from. In addition to a massive bed, there are a number of strange furnishings like nothing you've ever seen before. There are also an assortment of whips, chains, cuffs and collars on display hanging from pegs on the wall, and a collection of carvings of various sizes and materials, each representing the male sex.

Silas leads Adina to a soft couch, where he sits and takes her upon his lap. He gestures for Tiras to begin his lesson.

Tiras looks at you, any worry that you saw on his face earlier has been replaced by a demeanor of confident ease. "Remove your gown," he tells you.

You widen you gown at the collar and push it off your shoulders so that it drops at your feet. You find that your pleasure at the idea of being touched by Tiras is impeded by your discomfort at being watched by others, but you know you must obey.

"Your first lesson will be a simple one. You already understand basic obedience, but to give true pleasure to your master you must be completely at ease with a man's touch. I will help you learn to relax and take your ease in a man's arms." He gestures for you to get onto the bed.

"No," Silas says. You look over at him, a deep frown on his face. He addresses Tiras, "You may teach this lesson later. Do you forget you have an audience? Teach her something more entertaining. Teach her how to pleasure a man with her mouth."

"Would you consent to participate in a demonstration?" Tiras asks the master flirtatiously.

"I do not," he answers bluntly.

Unphased Tiras moves to the table of ornate carvings and peruses the selection. The master rises to his feet shoving Adina aside onto the couch and advances on Tiras. He grabs the smaller man, turning him about to face the displeasure of his master. "You are making me angry Tiras. Stop playing coy, and teach the girl with the use of your own body. I know you are not a fool. Or is it true then that you feel only disgust at the thought of a woman's touch!" He spat this last in disgust.

"It is true that I take less pleasure from women than from men, but my truest desire is to please you. I would not take undue advantage of the responsibility you have charged me with. If you desire that I should take my own pleasure upon the girl, you need only give the command. I will even ravish her if you wish it, but my own desire is for her long term development. I believe she will be more likely to become the lover you desire if she is guided slowly and patiently. I would not have her fear my touch, or yours," Tiras' answer is carefully thought out and eloquently delivered, and the master seems appeased by it.

"You are a good and loyal ****," the master says. He kisses Tiras on the mouth. "You may teach the girl according to your own design when I am away. Now it is my desire to see you enjoy her. Be as gentle and as patient as you deem appropriate, but I will not be satisfied until she brings you to climax."

"As you command, Master."

The master returns to his position on the couch, and Adina crawls dutifully back onto his lap.

Tiras approaches you. "I know nothing of your life before coming to us. Tell me Gen, are you familiar with this idea of pleasing a man with your mouth, or is this a new concept for you?"