Elias tutted. "Now now, be respectful of it. Don't spill." He was grining a little. James looked adorable. He probably wouldn't need to let the other guys fuck James. They'd get their jollies from this show.

It tasted extremely salty, and he couldn't stand the overwhelming taste, but he dared not complain. He took another sip, the thick liquid slipping out and dripping down his chin as he swallowed another large mouthful.

When the other had taken th glass from his lips again, Elias caught his chin. His thumb wiped up the dribble. "Such a messy slave," he scolded gently, presenting his thumb. "Clean it off," he ordered. He'd have to work on this aspect with James.

He smiled a little and licked it off him, and went back to drinking the cummy drink, soon finishing the drink, but having a large line of it above his mouth.

"Clean around your mouth," Elias prompted. He had such a dirthy face, but he waas glad James had managed most of that anyway. He'd probably reward the other with a kiss.

James blushed at having to be told that and stuck his tongue out, licking around the edges of his mouth. He looked at his master gently before saying, "Did I get it all?"

Elias nodded, happy with the other's job. He took the other's chin in hand and kissed him gently. "Good, get yourself dressed again." Because his panties were down and his dress was up. He didn't want to have James service the other patrons after that good job.

He smiled and said, "Do you want to hold onto the buttplug for now? Or shall I put it in me again?"

Elias considered putting it in some of their shopping bags. It might get lube all over the clothes though. He could always put it in his pocket. It was small enough. "I'll hold onto it." He didn't see the need for James to put it back in.

"Thank you master," James said with a smile, giving him a kiss on the cheek. He fixed his dress, and said, "Can we head home now?"