Akemi found herself vaguely uncomfortable, whenever this sort of thing started happening. Not because she particularly was concerned for the victims of Kalinka's punishments. They tended to be less genuinely horrific, and more for Kalinka's pleasure, and reminders of the servant's place. And sexual. Very sexual.<br/><br/>That's what got Akemi. She could smell Mihoko, the moment the thong came down. And more so, as the Mistress started administering the punishment, the sound of each slap sending chills through her body as something deep within her, usually tied into knots and buried, started to stir.<br/><br/>A little part of her was offended then.<em>She</em>should be the one administering that sort of punishment, even if it would end up being on Mistress Kalinka's behalf. It was part of her very nature, and she could feel the blush spreading over her cheeks as it settled over her like a mantle.<br/><br/>Akemi swallowed, feeling vaguely remorseful right then for not having acted up herself.