Hera sat modestly on her knees on the bed. A leash hung around her neck.
“Hera, take it off.”
Franz’s voice was incredibly firm, just as a Master would typically speak to a slave.
Was she flustered by the atmosphere? Hera flinched for a moment. Her ears, which had been perked up in excitement, were now drooping down.
Rustle-.
Hera slowly began to take off her clothes without saying a word. The thin pieces of fabric slid down, revealing her slender figure.
It was a figure without a single flaw, no matter how hard one looked. Her smooth skin, elegant contours, pelvis, and perky breasts were brimming with feminine charm.
Soon, having taken off all her clothes except for her underwear, Hera sent him a glance. It was a look that asked if she should take off her underwear as well.
Franz nodded in response.
Hera’s hands hesitantly moved toward her pelvis. Then, she carefully pulled the strings tied in a ribbon...
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