It was time for our little slave to learn the arts of fellatio, with a little 'encouragement' from Fetish Liza and I. We started by teasing the recipient, who was bound, helpless and not at all in a position to protest. By the time we were finished sensually stroking his chest, thighs and toying with his nipples, he was raring to go. I gave his balls a slow squeeze for good measure. The fellatio slave was audibly breathing heavily as we prepared the recipient for his mouth, he could barely take his eyes off it. His hands shook when he finally took it past his lips and sucked for all he was worth. Once we were satisfied with the sight, it was on to the second phase. We had him lay on his back with a condom in his mouth and Liza gave the recipient a generously helping hand, stroking him right over fellatio boy's waiting face. Not to leave him idle for too long, I played with his balls with my boot, to ensure he was paying rapt attention. The recipient couldn't help but erupt over his chest.