"Yes, Mistress!"<br/><br/>Rikku fumbles a bit with the bottle, but fortunately manages to open it and pour a glass without causing any new disasters.  Then, setting the glass somewhere that looks nice and stable, she takes a seat to watch Akiko's torment, pressing her thighs together tightly.  Watching Akiko's breasts being whipped elicits a low and unconscious moan of arousal from the slender little tomboy, the sight of bouncing flesh tightening her belly and hardening her nipples even more.