Madison turned on her heel, grinning, a cane gripped in her right hand. It was a semi-flexible piece, not so springy that it wouldn't hurt to be hit by, but not so hard it'd cause a great deal of unbearable pain. She looked down at Adam, knelt and still fully clothed.<br/><br/><strong>"Well, I think I have my ideal cane..."</strong>she said, stepping over towards Adam.<strong>"Now slave, I'd like you to strip for me and these lovely Mistresses, and make a show out of it. Make sure we can all see your body as you remove your clothing. Perhaps, if you do a good job, I might give you an extra stroke. You'd like that, wouldn't you?"</strong>she winked, ruffling his hair, giving it a quick painful tug before she stood back again, tapping the cane lightly against her right leg.