<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">"No," She said shortly, her eyes flashing once more to the clock. Mistress Kay was growing bored and she wanted to take her sub into her room for some entertainment. Images of just how she could make the pretty little redhead screamed made her eye the clock in disgust.<br/><br/>"What is her <em>specialty</em>?" The last word was said in a slightly mocking tone. All of them had something they were known for. Word traveled fast within their circles of certain fetishes and expert handling of torture. The Mistresses in the Shorewood Club had specialties for each and every one of the subs that visited them.<br/><br/>Taking a sip of her rum, she looked at her sub and felt her lips curve in sudden interest. Raising her black stiletto up, close to Alice's face, she suddenly stopped and slowly pointed her foot down, rubbing the tip of her stiletto against the woman's covered nipples. Moving her foot back and forth she teased the puckered nub, able to see it hard through the thin gown.</span></span>