Being castrated was certainly not an option for Ben Dover.

He will be doing whatever it takes to convince this mistress that he is worth having his dick spared.

However, though he enjoyed the last performance, as the mistress was just so sweet when he was penetrating her that he never even realized she was not sharing the same feeling.

And for someone who was so unsatisfied that the sex report Ben had read was shown as an F....

certainly couldn’t be compelled to go against what he assumes is a necessity in this world, this barbaric process of castration they label innocently as purification... and leave him with his dick intact.

Ben needed a Hail Mary.

Luckily, Ben Dover was not out of options just yet. He had a set of special skills he hadn’t employed previously....

Skills that would hopefully help prove his point and make this powerful lady cum....

So he does not actually lose his head as he had just proposed boldly, were he to fail.

Either way, Ben was going all in this time... it was a do-or-die affair.

His cock was either going to be granted amnesty...

Or he would rather just die....since he couldn’t live without his cock.

Just as Ben is obsessed with women and sex, he also has a keen intuition when it comes to observing the feelings of women whenever he sets his mind to it....

And with this mistress....Ben could sense from her a craving that had never been met, and with time, had slowly transformed into disappointment and languid melancholy.

Ben hoped he was right.... because his success or failure heavily depended on what happened next.

He was walking a very thin line with this powerful lady who could literally slap his head off if she wished, even though she had been gentle with him since.

"Go away, young man...."

"Before I stop finding you amusing," came the mistress’s stern response without even bordering a glance in Ben’s direction.

"Apologies, my lady...."

"But I’m afraid I can’t do that."

Ben replied resolutely as he took measured steps closer to the mattress.....

His bold declaration took not just the mistress by great surprise but also the two maidservants, who looked flabbergasted at Ben’s defiance.

Finally bringing her now steely gaze to Ben, the mistress sighed as she muttered....

"This is what I get for being so lenient, I see...."

As she said this.... intuitively, Ben could sense that in the next second, his head would come loose from his neck.....

And right he was as he saw the mistress slowly begin to raise her right hand...

However, what happened in the next instant took not just the maids, but the mistress by immense surprise yet again....

As they soon saw Ben take to the skies, jumping like an Olympic swimmer, aiming directly for where the mistress lay.

Ben took this decision, trusting not just his skillset, but hoping that the mistress would stay her hand long enough for him to get to work.....

As he was airborne, he was also aware that making such a brash move might get him instantly killed before he even reached her.....

But it was necessary....there was no other way. Ben only hoped she would stay her hand for a moment; that was all he needed.

Whether by luck or pure curiosity on the mistress’s path, she indeed stayed her hand.....

Long enough for Ben to land squarely on top of her beautiful legs.....

And seizing the opportunity as planned....

Ben quickly proceeded to spread her juicy thighs wide open, dove his head straight into her warmth, and latched onto her juicy pussy with his mouth....

His masterful tongue, immediately going to work, lapping inside and out of her pussy, flicking, dipping, licking, and fluttering like the rapid wings of a butterfly, igniting the mistress’s pussy in an overwhelming sensation.....

Instantly, a loud moan tore through the mistress as she gripped the bedframes for support.....

"OH GODDESS ELYNDRA!"

She wailed with her juicy thighs clasping around Ben’s head, her legs wrapping around his torso with her hands now pressing onto Ben’s head as his tongue danced in, out, and around her pussy...

Causing exquisite pleasures to burst through her, her mouth agape and eyes shut tight as her moans grew louder....

"OHHHHH!!!!....WHAT IS THIS?....ARGHHH!!"

"Go...both...Mmn!.... both of you..... OUT NOW!!...."

"AND SHUT THE DOOR!!"

The mistress yelled between ravaging sensations at the maidservants, her pussy bursting in pleasure as she waved them off.

Both maids, seeing the situation, rapidly made their exit, the loud moans of their mistress resonating behind them as they frantically shut the door.

Ben was in the process of doing what he did best.... applying his special skillset.

As someone born with a naturally small penis and a handsome face.....

He knew how to get the ladies in the room, but most were always disappointed after the first penetration....

So Ben had improvised, working day and night, tirelessly putting in the effort to master the art of ’Tonguejitsu’.....

A phrase he coined himself to describe his mastery,

Using this unique and never-before-seen form of martial arts.....

Ben Dover had more than compensated for his literal shortcomings.

Now, after years of self-study and practice in this sacred art, Hardwood Ben Dover had long achieved the peak of mastery.....

Now his tongue was not just a tongue... it was a weapon of immense pleasure.

"OOOOH GODDESSS.....SO GOOODD!!!...."

"MGHHH!!...YESSS....YEEEEEESSSSS!!!...."

Ben’s tongue, lips, and mouth were already drenched in the mistress’s wetness...

The pressure from her large thighs around his head was increasing with every passing second as the mistress unconsciously pushed his head further into her pussy.... Lost in the pleasure.

But Ben had already reached the peak of ’Tonguejitsu’...

So even in this position, he was still able to keep ramping up his stimulation of the mistress’s pussy, licking, sucking, flicking, rolling, his tongue dipping, and reaching....

Pushing the mistress closer to the edge with every motion as her screams grew louder and more uncontrolled.

Due to Ben’s experience, and extracting from the explosive reaction of the mistress as he went to work on her pussy.....

He came to a startling conclusion that this lady hadn’t had her pussy eaten out before....

Which was indeed shocking, since he assumes she’s had several men come to please her multiple times.... But then another thought occurred to him as he ramped up the speed of his tongue....

’wait ....does this world not know about this?. No....that can’t be possible, right?’

As this thought struck Ben, while he was busy continuously tonguelashing the mistress.....

Ben heard a loud moanful cry coming from the mistress as her juicy thighs were now almost squeezing his head to a pulp....

Her body began straining and vibrating, pelvis and pussy pulsing and throbbing....

"AAAAHH!! ....CUMINN!!.... I AM CUMMIN!!

The mistress cried aloud as a powerful cathartic sensation ravaged her....

An explosive release bursting through her pussy, with her love juices gushing straight at Ben’s mouth, face, and the mattress below them...

Her body convulsed visibly as she pressed Ben’s head further into her pussy in the throes of her shattering release that ran for almost a full minute.

"OH....OH...OH...what..."

"What in the world was that ?"

She mumbled, completely dazed, with Ben’s face still buried in her pussy as the large room slowly descended into a gentle quiet....

with only the mistress’s ragged breathing, and Ben’s strained gurgles for air between her thighs filling the space.