The sun had set and the night air was cool as Matthew and Nico were led through the halls of the mansion. Their wrists were still tied, and the roughness of the guards had left red marks on their skin. They could hear the distant sounds of Juan's suffering, his muffled cries and pleas echoing through the hallways. It sent shivers down their spines and reminded them of the power the Great Master wielded over them.

As they approached the Great Master's chambers, the opulence of the room struck them like a wave. Rich velvet curtains surrounded a huge four-poster bed and a large fireplace crackled, casting dancing shadows on the walls. The guards pushed them inside and they saw Juan, naked and firmly tied to a large table, his muscular body exposed. He had his eyes closed and was breathing unevenly as he awaited what was to come.

The Great Master was seated in a high-backed chair, his eyes shining with perverse delight. "Gentlemen, your task is delicate. Juan will be our main course tonight, and it is your job to ensure that his appearance is delicious enough to eat." He paused, stroking his beard. "However, there is a limitation. You must use only your mouths to prepare him. Your hands will remain tied, testing your creativity and submission."

Matthew and Nico exchanged a glance, their hearts racing. This task would push them beyond their limits, forcing them to explore the depths of their desires. They knelt beside the table and stuck out their tongues to taste the paints and delicacies offered to them. The guards surrounded them, watching with hungry eyes as the two men began their work.

Matthew started at Juan's feet, running his tongue along the sole before nibbling on the sensitive skin of the ankle and sucking on his toes, one by one. Juan let out a low groan, his cock twitching as Matthew decorated his feet with swirls of crimson and gold paint. Nico moved up Juan's other leg, kissing and licking the firm muscle. He paused to gently bite the tender flesh of Juan's inner thigh, making him squirm against his restraints.

They continued their oral exploration, covering every inch of Juan's body with paint and saliva. Matthew sucked and nibbled on Juan's nipples, tugging on the piercing with his teeth, earning a sharp hiss of pleasure. Nico kissed and caressed the hollow of Juan's neck, leaving a trail of wet kisses down his chest. Their tongues danced and twirled, creating intricate designs on Juan's skin, turning him into a living erotic masterpiece.

As they worked, the guards watched with growing hunger. The sight of Juan, painted and prepared like a feast, was too tempting to resist. A guard stepped forward, unable to wait any longer. He ran a finger over Juan's hardening cock, smudging the paint that Matthew and Nico had applied so carefully. With a grunt, he wrapped his hand around the thick shaft and began to stroke it, never taking his eyes off Juan's face.

Juan threw his head ...