The elvish woman let her dress fall to the floor, revealing her lacey undergarments, as she stepped away from the gown. Mairey approached the padded, leather table and attempted to climb onto it.
The horned man focused on her as he sat down in a cinnamon brown, leather armchair. "Halt!" Said Larkspur, in a very demanding tone.
Mairey paused the moment that command left his mouth.
"Look at me, pet." He demanded.
The elvish woman turned to face him. She was slouched over a tad bit, seeming very shy and nervous.
"Come here." He motioned her to approach him.
Mairey timidly walked over to the horned man.
"Stand up straight!"
The elvish woman looked up at him as she fixed her posture.
Larkspur looked her up and down as a grin appeared across his face. "Good girl." He said in a satisfied tone. He then patted his lap, "Get on."
