She was keeping her blue eyes from him. It didn't matter now. Not when she moved back and held her ass up with parted legs. Well raised, spoiled Elizabeth, with her ass out to receive her judgement. It was far from the woman he'd seen speaking with her peer about their plans, before she was interrupted by Neil the drunkard. Oscar reached to let his fingers admire that held up treasure, usually hidden behind so many skirts. It was claimed now, by him, with the humming streaks still hot on her skin.<br/><br/>Her answer was good enough. "Ah. yes. So you say." he allowed as he pushed a finger against the angry color. "I like servants. They do what they're told." She should have the same experience as him on that subject, at least. A slap with a lingering touch, on that brand he'd given her. He enjoyed seeing her flesh move for his abuse. Again her held her cheek away, this time to let the leather band between, and slowly drag up to caress her sensitive, forbidden parts. He was toying with the idea of pleasure now.<br/><br/>"They please." he mused as the tip of the belt wandered up her spin and his hand let go of her ass. He threw his arm a few inches, and the movement traveled through the leather to result in a quick and smarting touch under her right shoulder blade. His toy, his wife. "They know what to do without being told, sometimes, if they'd had the practice." He liked this subject. He liked that she was putting her principals on a pyre for him. Another little mark, on the opposite side. Perhaps Oscar wanted his wife to be symmetric, at least.<br/><br/>He suddenly wrapped the leather beneath her, stuck it out to the side, so that it was between her legs and around one hip. He lifted the belt by both ends which would effectively let the leather raise her, digging into the outer flesh of her sex, partially. "Can you do that, Monroe?" he asked as he set her down again. The strap was pulled swiftly, away from her, all but burning her during its exit.<br/><br/>Slowly he threaded the band around her neck. She'd not seen, but his cock was sticking out of his trousers now, and it was curiously kissing the reddening welt on her ass. "Can you do what I want you to do if I give you some practice?"