<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">The onyx eyes of Katerina San Sebastian scanned the room almost lazily, her entire demeanor coming off as bored. She wasn't - not in the least - but what went through her mind was no ones business but her's; Mistress Kay. The Club was busy and she was enjoying a nice glass of rum before the activities began. Her other hand held a leash and her unlit Cuban cigar. Not much of a smoker now a days, her main usage for the cigar came after...in the privacy of her room.<br/><br/>Taking a sip of her drink, her eyes lowered down to the sub before her; the pretty little redhead, Alice. She was inexperience. She was new. And nothing pleased Mistress Kay more than breaking in new flesh. She was almost certain that what the young sub lacked in control, she would make up with enthusiasm. Who could pass that up?<br/><br/>Setting her glass down on the bar, Mistress Kay slowly crouched down, her black tight skirt fitting her like a second skin. The white collar shirt that she wore was almost fully open, exposing the swell of her large breasts. A silk black tie hung around her neck, knotted but not too tight. She represented sexual control, dominance and almost a man's role in her crude actions.<br/><br/>"It would be in your best interest -not- to let that slip out," Speaking low, she reached down under Alice and pressed her finger against the young woman's covered ass. Her fingertips found what they were looking for; the slim glass anal plug she had given her to wear. Pressing the plug firmly inside of her, she stood back up, a slight chuckle escaping her, "You would not want to begin our session on a bad note."<br/><br/>Reaching for her glass of rum, she tugged on the leash and made her way to the plush leather seat. Sitting down and crossing her legs, she took another sip of her rum and watched in slight interest at the torture The Jyousama was subjecting the male sub. It was entertaining to watch the subs follow instructions, trying their best to not disappoint.<br/><br/>Glancing at the clock on the wall, Mistress Kay let a small smile of anticipation cross her lips before it was gone. Reaching down she placed her hand on top of the sub's head; not caressing or showing any sign of affection. Simply keeping her hand on top of the red hair, a small sign of comfort for the night ahead.</span></span>