"Mmhh...."

"What....what did you just do?"

"You....your mouth....to...to my...."

Ben was now finally freed from the mistress’s luscious thighs, as he gasped, taking in highly needed oxygen.

Though he enjoyed being smothered in such sweet thighs, he didn’t actually want to die as of yet; he still had a lot to live for.

The mistress was still coming down from her release, with her thighs now clenched shut, and her juices rolling beautifully down the tender middle.

She lay there half dazed from the lingering release, staring down at Ben in a manner that manifested confusion, shock, embarrassment, and guilty satisfaction, all in equal measure.

’I guess I was right.....she seems unfamiliar with the concept of tongue-lashing.’ Ben thought with certainty in his mind.

Even though he was at the peak realm when it comes to tonguejitsu...

The mistress’s shocked state when he had initiated the act, during, and after, all points to her being unfamiliar with this type of activity.

This came as a welcome surprise to Ben.

He wasn’t just skilled in this act; it appears he was now to be the inventor and originator of tongue-lashing in this new world.

Composing himself, Ben slowly brought himself up until he was also now relaxing on the headboard of the wooden bedframe.

He shifted ever so smoothly until his arms were softly grazing the mistress.

Of course, the mistress noticed this, but she chose not to speak to it....

She just waited patiently for Ben to shed light on what taboo method he had just performed on her.

As Ben settled close to her, her weeet fragrance stimulating his senses with a coating of her love juices still around his mouth and lips, Ben said to her in all seriousness.....

"It’s called ’tonguejitsu’, my lady."

"tongue....what ?" The mistress muttered in confusion, staring directly at the mysterious young man who had just eaten out her privates....

Tingling sensations still ignited between her thighs every time she looked at his mouth, tongue, and lips.

"Tonguejitsu, my lady...." Ben repeated in clarity, as if saying it a second time would somehow miraculously explain the meaning of such a strange-sounding term.

His gaze lecherously fell on the mistress’s see-through fabric, housing her large, juicy breasts and taut, glistening nipples.,,,,before continuing....

"It’s an ancient art passed down through generations in my family."

Ben watched a clear look of doubt appear on the mistress’s face as she turned from him...looking straight ahead into her room, her thighs rubbing slowly against each other on the mattress....

Clearly still embarrassed from having her pussy eaten out in such an undignified manner, but obviously still quite aroused, even as she tried her hardest to hide it.

"Your family must be quite....open-minded," she murmured.

"Yes, they are....very.... very..... open-minded," Ben murmured sultrily in response, close to the mistress’s ears....

He was doing his best not to overstep his bounds, but still using his seduction skills....

He could tell that even as the mistress appeared to be currently enthralled by this experience, she had never once lost her regal demeanor in speech or manner.....

Clearly still maintaining a clean line.

"And my lady.....If you would have me...."

"I can please you just like this....whenever and however you need." Ben struck the final nail as he watched for the mistress’s reaction.

He had offered service he knew she mightily enjoyed, her love juicy still on his face serving as proof of his efficiency.

Now he hopes this proposition will be enough to justify him having his own needs granted.

"Hmmm....I....I don’t see why not." The mistress began saying as her cheeks flushed a bit in embarrassment, but her tone still maintained the usual casual grace of nobility.

This positive feedback was like the chorusing of an angelic choir in Ben’s ears....It means it he had found his in....

However, the mistress’s next words were the last thing Ben wanted to hear....

"Ahem....since you’ve done quite admirably...."

"I will have my best guest room prepared for you, and you don’t even have to serve as one of my servants...."

"You can simply remain my ’special’ guest...indefinitely...."

"Details of which would of course remain between us...."

Up until this point, Ben was nodding with a satisfied smile on his face....

Being able to start his journey as a guest in such a lavish estate, with such powerful and beautiful women all around...

it was simply a wondrous prospect that would give him the wings required to soar in this new world....

However, the mistress’s next statement completely shattered that dream....

"And I will also instruct Dongwhisper to be as gentle as possible when you are being purified," she added in conclusion.

To be completely certain of what this purification meant....And that he wasn’t simply confusing the term....Ben muttered in question to the empress, the color already draining from his face....

"And by ’purify’....you would mean?"

"Of course, I mean to have your penis removed...."

"What else could it mean?" The mistress uttered as a matter of course, looking down at Ben.

And seeing him looking as pale as someone whose seen a ghost.....

She offered in consolation....

"Don’t you worry....you already have the best way to please me without needing your penis....young man."

"So your place is already secured by my side," she whispered reassuringly with a rare warm smile on her face.

’To hell with pleasing you!. You think I care about that?’ Ben lamented in his mind, seeing as his plan had failed.

These people seemed hell-bent on his castration.

Then quickly Ben’s mind began to work as fast as it had ever worked, as his thoughts began to settle on his only option.

Though Ben was a medical practitioner in his former world, he still understood that people would only be interested in something if it benefited them in any way....

Now, for this mistress, she only currently saw benefit in his mouth... and she saw disappointment in his cock.

If he was to ever have a chance at convincing her to spare his cock, he needed to let her see the value in it.... Or in its potential.

And Ben could already tell that even though the mistress looked satisfied by the recent release... There was still a deeply buried need for a satisfying cock to reach her deepest parts....

A need that seemed to have been there for quite a long time.

"My lady...." Ben Dover began softly, regaining his composure.

"Remember when I told you I was from a family with ancient, powerful techniques...?"

Ben asked with his tone growing sincere, as the mistress nodded once in recollection, wondering where he was going with this.

"Well....we also have unique abilities...." he uttered with all seriousness, looking nervous in his vulnerability, as if about to share a great secret.

Ben smiled inside in satisfaction, seeing the curious look on the mistress’s face, as he continued....

"Well...what I am getting at is...." Ben said, turning fully towards her with his silver eyes locked on her emerald ones as he added.....

"My penis....."

"It can grow bigger."