<em><strong>Dirk moved his crop off the girl and moved back over to #4...  he licked his lips as he let his eyes run up and down her body, so far there had been no other bids but that did not mean there would not be... "Bit you better start to pray that I am not the lucky bastard that wins your ass come the final tally.. " before she had a chance to reply his hand swung out and the tip of the crop found ...<br/><br/>#3's nipple... it was a vicious slap, not enough to break skin but enough to be heard and precise to hit only the tip of her nipple and nothing else.....</strong></em>