His pleasure or her punishment?

Kylie's P. O. V

I knelt in front of him on the imported carpet of the floor, hugging my body with both hands to avoid the chilly air that made me shiver.

"Spread your knees wider. I want to inspect every part of your body," he ordered again. Shame was an understatement compared to what I was feeling at that moment. Tears wanted to come out of my eyes breaking all the boundaries I was holding up. I took a deep breath and spread my knees wider. The cool air touched my most delicate part of the body, sending a chill up to my core.

I was waiting patiently for his inspection to end soon. But he was sitting there idly watching me shivering as if he had all the time in the world.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you still have a lot to learn before you can pleasure your Master," he shook his head in disappointment and continued, "Hands in your back, straighten your posture, push your chest up so that your Master can see your perky br**sts and hardened n***les. I bet you are enjoying this," he ordered. His vo