Janica eyed the table curiously, for the moment oblivious to the other equipment of the room. She walked around it slowly, her fingers tracing over the wooden surface. Thankfully it was polished smooth. Finally coming to a halt on the side opposite him she stopped and turned towards him. "Any what exactly would Mylord have that undisciplined girl do? Lie down on my back or my stomach? Or something completely different? And am I supposed to disrobe myself beforehand, or would Mylord like to have the honors?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>