(MC POV)
I watched as she sashayed her way to the king and prince, both of their protests dying in their throats as she got closer to them.
Their heads were all turned to her as her heels clacked loudly on the floor. The only other sound that was audible were the soft gulps of them swallowing their saliva at the tantalising sight of Diao Chan walking towards them.
I don't blame them, Diao Chan is breathtakingly beautiful after all.
She brought her hands together and materialised a whip that she swung at the duo, the cracker striking both of them across the face.
The two men let out effeminate moans as they found pleasure from the pain they were experiencing.
Diao Chan then started whipping the two of them without holding back, the sound of the whip cracking across their bodies could be heard even if you were to stand outside the throne hall with the doors closed.
