It was with such heavy thoughts that Di Yue entered her Masters tent, where the woman was awaiting alongside her favourite slave, wearing only a flimsy outfit.
You couldn't call it an outfit as per se, as it wasn't covering anything, not even those sensitive spots, nothing.
The slave on the other side was on his knees, had brought out his weapon and was looking like a dog towards his Mistress, while he was licking her legs.
"Yue'er come here and help this dog serve your Master!"
Di Yue was disgusted by the look of that slave and his 'thing' in his hands, but she didn't have much of a choice.
Unless something terrifying happened outside there was no escape for her, so not wasting time she started peeling off her clothes one by one, while looking at her Master intently.
After a long time of suffering, she had learned to hide and mask her emotions, so it wasn't difficult for her to play it out.
