She didn't look like a woman that would rule the guild with an iron fist.  In fact Kalada looked like someone's wet dream.  The little konetti entertainer watching the woman with wide, fascinated eyes.  She had rarely seen the woman up close, much less been alone in a room with her.  Though her body was a walking tease, her voice was hard edged, her words, catching the younger girl's attention immediately, sending dread into the pit of her stomach.<br/><br/>“I am soo sorry, Mistress!”  Her face felt hot to her.  Under the soft white fur she was likely beet red. “I did it without thinking..  I can.. I will do whatever you want to regain your good graces!  Just don't.. Don't sell me to him!”  Her entire body was trembling, nearly folding over into a bow before the busty Konetti, relief washing through her as the Guild Mistress continued.  Jyoti's head coming up rather suddenly as the woman continued talking.  She would move towards the desk, nearly falling into the chair.<br/><br/>Jy was quite the curvy little creature herself.  Though her bust was no match for Kalada's, her clothes were a sight more revealing.  Carefully bracing herself as she would claim her seat, her green eyes wandering over the other woman's body, before snapping back to her face.  “I.. I will accept whatever punishment you deem fit..'  The girl almost wanting to sing to find out she was not going to be sold to the grotesque businessman.. He had been a rather well known client of the guild.  Well known for cornering the more busty of the entertainers and forcing himself upon them..