"Excuse me a moment." I turned away from Mistress Ophelia, reached down and grabbed a handful of orchid's hair near the back of her head.

"Didn't your daddy ever teach you to not interupt?" A rhetorical question at best.

"Or do I need to put you over my knee right here and give you a spanking?"

Mistress Ophelia hissed into my ear that that was a delightful idea. Her little subslave nodded her head up and down transmitting her agreement with that idea through my cock as she simultaneously took me deep into her thoat and tongued me balls.

Conversation around the table stopped as orchid, at least momentarily, became the center of attention. This was not a place to be inexperienced and the center of attention...

None-the-less, I eased my chair away from the table and pulled orchid up and over my lap. Ophelia's subslut sighed as I broke contact with her, but the excited gleam in her eyes gave away her excitement at having a "first row" seat.