Viktor watches intently as the girl before he fiddles with the hem of her dress. It had easily ridden up to her upper thing, the tip of her soft mound visible beneath the elegant silken dress. Her hands adjust slightly, and she almost fidgets as her fingers pull the fabric down.
Lifting his cane, he places it against her mid-thigh, watching as the shock and surprise register on her face. He knows, almost instinctually, that he has her. Her observation of the slaves is causing the sheer fabric of her panties to stick to her skin as he watches her intently.Her eyes dart up to his as he feels the unhinged desire as her eyes shift from him to the display of obedience beneath. The almost erratic behavior of her body moving closer, the cane pressing into her. His pointer finger of the hand holds the cane, wagging as she stills."What is your name?" Viktor demands."Mandy," the girl quickly answers.Lifting the cane from her thigh, he quickly strips the side of her right hip as the girl yells in surprise. Her eyes seem almost panicked as she rubs furiously. Watching his every movement intently, almost frantically trying to figure out what she did wrong."Your parents named you Mandy?" He asks with a harshness to his tone."No, Sir... " she says, momentarily defeated as she rubs her thigh, the soreness apparent."What is your name?""Amanda, Sir.""Never answer me incorrectly again. Is that understood?""What?" Mandy asks but then yelps as the second stripe lands against her. Her eyes search his for any direction, but he is finished giving her directions to obey her commands. As the third strike lands, she makes a subtle cry as her eyes plead with him. "Please, Sir, I will do all that you ask."Viktor nods as he moves the cane against the girl's skin, pressing into her as he slides the sheer panties slightly to the side. Twisting the cane, the friction catches the cloth as it twists around the wood. Pressing down, she watches as the top of the panties move down her flesh, watching as her left hand raises to catch him, but a quiet tsk tsk tsk catches the natural feline spirit of the woman.Her hand steadies as he draws the cane down her inner thigh, and her panties pull down her flesh. The soft auction release as they are tugged off her tender lips, the tiny bumps of the recently waxed hairs still visible as he allows the panties to drop. The cloth falls to the ground as he interacts with her."Everything that I ask?" Viktor questions."Yes, Sir," the girl's voice answers nervously."Strip!" His voice is a single command that he sees that even Kama begins to obey out of the corner of his eye. Undressing, she continues to kiss the beautiful Mira passionately."What?" Amanda asks as the cane twists up with a twist of his wrist, striking her across the left labia as she nearly collapses."Obey and strip!' he commands again as he watches her fingers nervously touch the hem of her dress. Lifting it above her head, beautifully pert breasts free of their entrapment, she almost struggles to cover her breasts with her hand.'Kama, back!" Viktor commands as he watches the girl's eyes as Amanda observes her friend turn and lay down on her back, her feet extending beyond where they sit. Watching intently as the girl witnesses his slave Mira move forward on her knees and sit directly on Kama's face. The soft sounds of pleasure that Mira makes, a gentle cooing of a dove are almost magical in the way Amanda responds to the fluidity of their commands."Watch," Viktor commands as Amanda has fallen silent in her submission.Both of them watch as Mira naturally rocks her hips as sounds of lustful pleasure escape her. Her face flushes as she murmurs Kama's name softly and bites hard on her lower lip. A small trickle of blood is the only sign of her keeping from calling out in pleasure before her Master allows her to.