chapter 21

“stay still”, the lady barked as she bent a naked Dianne on the floor in a position.

“put your face on the floor, hands behind your back, kneel with your ass up, no! not like that”, the lady said and whipped her, “not like that you imbecile, how can do seduce the king when you are looking like a frog about to jump, you need to look sexy, I wonder what the King saw in you, you aren’t even busty even to entice two men, let alone one, bend!!”, she ordered.

“angle your waist be presentable…….”.

This was Dianne’s life now, bending, twisting, standing, watching and being tormented. For the past two weeks, she was tortured on the art of pleasure, although no one touched her intimately, what she had seen, felt, were too…

“a mistress is not supposed to frown, there must always be a smile on her face, no matter the situation even if she was fucked by a thousand men, she should moan and give the appropriate sounds of pleasure whether she’s enjoying it or not”, the lady said, knocking