Ready to start clawing and kicking at her partner, Kay now saw how the other slaves were all kneeling attentively at the side their dominant. She still wasn't happy about the way Leslie had put her there, but at least Kay quit struggling. When Leslie felt the resistance stop, she took her foot from between the redhead's breasts.

Kay at once spun herself around so she was on her knees. Only the top of her head appearing up over the edge of the small table.

She was looking straight across at Ilisa.

Kay's eyes had to travel up a long way before she was able to take in all of the Nordic Goddess. The blonde was incredible, not only in stature, but in beauty as well. A stunning woman, well over six feet tall, with a body any centerfold could feel jealous for.

And most of it was on display!

The only thing the blonde slave wore was a leather body harness. Nothing more than a series of tiny straps circling her body. They were spaced out three to four inches apart and connected together with lengths of small chain.

The visual effect was nearly as stunning as the slave herself. Along with it's intriguing look, the costume could also be used to place the woman in an unlimited number of bondages simply by hooking various straps together.

Seeing the slave only made Kay feel like an old frump again, and she quickly began to sulk.

"And this is my slave, Kay."

Leslie was doing her best to act proud. Something difficult to do while she was pulling and tugging at the redhead in an effort to get the girl to stand up. Once she did get Kay to her feet, the sulking girl wouldn't do so much as to look across to either Davis or his blonde slave.

"Lovely," Davis said in a more than polite manor. His eyes were lingering over every one of Kay's curves almost lustfully. "And the way she keeps her eyes downcast, she must be exceptionally well trained. You say her name is 'K'? Is that in the same way as 'O'? Has she been to the Chateau?"