Camilla crawled over to the three little girls and whispered a few words to them quietly. The three bewildered little girls finally understood something and, with a somewhat fragile and nervous expression, cowered at Derick's feet.
Three slender iron chains dragged on the ground, emitting a crisp sound.
Like fragile and pitiful little kittens, the three young bitches instantly aroused Derick's desires, and his eyes became increasingly lascivious.
When facing Derick, the three little girls couldn't help but feel a bit frightened. For these three little girls, they were still unclear about what it meant to be favored by Derick.
It was only the training and guidance they had received in the past that had already planted a seed of admiration and faith in the hearts of these three still naive and tender young girls.
"Master~"
