The servant looked struck and hungry for Cage's body. She tried to open her mouth to protest, but her heavy panting left nothing to one's imagination.
Cage was beginning to feel hot and bothered as well as everyone focused on her and her hardening cock.
"Lea, don't you dare-"
Cage started her protest, but she got a hard slap on her clothed pussy for complaining. Lea's eyes looked at her mockingly, but there was no light in her eyes.
Lea's current mood was telling Cage she should not interfere with whatever Lea was planning in her mind.
"Pets do not speak; they only obey. If you want to open your mouth and complain about my decisions, I lend you to someone else."
That was not what Cage wanted, and she immediately closed her mouth. Her thighs were wet at the sexy command she heard from Lea's mouth, and it made a patch on her dress.
"Master, please. May I-"
