(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/4c/99/b8/4c99b80f381a806d58d780484046ed6b--sexy-cartoons-sci-fi-art.jpg)<br/><strong>Lady Aeryn, primarly<br/>Noble Club?<br/>Tag: Evita</strong><br/><br/>"New noble with a cute butt.. sorry, I forgot your name. Hmnn.." She made, tugging on the ropes binding her.. victim a little, musing to herself. "A little more.." She then looked up at Evita's approach.<br/><br/>"Help huh." Her eyes wandered over to the bound girl and back to Evita. "You either know more than you let on or should, or just randomly approached me because you like the smell of danger in the air.. either would work for me, really. As for what you can do for me.. oh my.. now that's dangerous talk." She grinned.. and then, pulled out a riding crop of all things.<br/><br/>"Do you think I'm cruel?" She asked, slapping the girls buttocks, elicitcing a pained, but not -that- pained groan.<br/>"This girl and others are... instruments and I am their tuning fork. But you know..." She placed two harder whacks on the girls bottom in quick succession, causing her to gasp and writhe.<br/><br/>"Even the best of tuning forks is useless if the instrument is of inferior quality." She narrowed her eyes at the girl.<br/>"See, The Queen requires a certain.. devotion of us, a willingness to present ourself.. and.., you know what, you'll see soon enough, leaving the mysticism to De'Crien, we need to get a bunch of girls real horny to make sure our queen views us favourably. Problem is, after a bit of.. tuning and whipping and a few drugs they adapt.. hmnn perhaps, yes.. you can help, how good are you at pleasing girls?" She mused and grinned, indicating her bound victim and asking this as if that was the most normal question in the world...