The Baron watched her.  She was beautiful and still mostly innocent in spirit at least.  He could not recall how many women he'd watched undergo this same first unveiling.  It was at once both familiar and yet still delicious each time.  There was a subtle pleasure in watching her surrender her modesty for the first time, before such an act became second nature to the slave.<br/><br/>He gestured toward one of the wardrobes in the room.  "That one contains implements for playing," he explained, "Go to it and open it.  From the left-hand door you will select one of the long whipping rods.  You will place the tool in your mouth, close the door and then crawl to me to offer it for me to use upon your pretty ass."<br/><br/>