The musicians continued play the music, alien dark eyes watching Sondra but not loose even a tune for her amazing performance. As Sondra finishes, music fades and dies as Sondra collapses on the floor. The mistress then claps her hands once together firmly, smiling widely while holding pipe delicate regal manner on her lips as she speaks; "Amazing Sondra, you have been taught well! That's quite inspiring performance for a man give you serious mounting for sure....." The mistress gracefully stood up from the divan where she had sat, moving over to Sondra and boldly her delicate long nailed fingers traced over Sondra's two pairs of mounds, delicately, trace down over her taunt stomach and then slip underneath her thong as the Mistress continues; "But was there actual lust in your performance or did you just fake it all out?" Mistress would check was Sondra anyway aroused in performing before so many naked men and getting molested by the twins or is she dry and thus emotionally detached from her act.