"Madam ordered us to bring BDSM materials, saying our best model preferred this particular style only. However, she doesn't look submissive to me, I mean...I can't pick out that sort of vibe from her! Are we going to be her toys here?!" The fifth guy asked, combing his goatee with fingers.
"Hell no...I am born to be a dominant! Don't worry, I know how to bring out submissiveness out of a wild cat!" The fourth guy replied, with a morally reprehensible phizog. He chucked his hand in the breeze flowing out of the air conditioner, grabbed some air in his fist, then tightened his grip with a twisted expression.
