Madame's heels click on the hardwood as she circles her panting slaves, Angel and Ornella. She traces the heavy flogger across their bare skin, making them shiver. 'Beg for it,' she commands. They comply, their voices filled with lust and fear. She grins, then lashes out, the leather strips biting into their flesh. They cry out, but their hands never stop, fingers plunging into their dripping pussies, pushing them closer to orgasm under Madame's unyielding dominance.