Little Nympho Cynthia was up to her usual tricks at the dungeon. She swayed past all the dominant men, wiggling her ass and flashing a nipple. She rubbed her pussy up against the spanking horse and moaned, then threw her gorgeous hair back and smiled with her eyes wide.

Mistress Vana had had enough of this vixen's mischevious ways. And, she noticed that our nymp had dressed herself to dungeon perfection--except for one detail: Cynthia had neglected to put on panties. The last time Cynthia "forgot" to cover her nether regions appropriately, Mistress Vana had swatted Cynthia's pussy till it pulsed red, and forced her to wear punishment panties--bright pink panties with "I've Been Naughty" scrolled across the back. Now, Mistress Vana knew a serious discipline session was in order. The slut doesn't want to wear panties, Mistress Vana thought, sliding her long nails against her chest. Fine. Full access to her bum and pretty holes certainly makes my life easier.

Cynthia continued to slide her supple body down the spanking horse, to lean backwards and scan the crowd with her glistening eyes. Mistress Vana stood--and every eye in the dungeon was instantly drinking in the sight of her full breasts covered in lace, her shockingly red hair, her sweet thighs encased in leather. She approached the spanking horse and leaned forward, took Cynthia's face in her hands, dug her manicured nails into Cynthia's neck.

"What did I tell you last week?" Mistress Vana queried, raising her eyebrows.

Cynthia attempted to sit up, but Mistress Vana held her down.

"Everyone can see your pussy."

"I'm sorry, Ma'am."

"Everyone can see your asshole. Your derriere. Your hot little parts."

"Ma'am, I can explain, Ma'am--"

Mistress Vana reached down and grabbed Cynthia's pink parts with her fingernails. Cynthia gasped--the gasp of a true sadomasochist, reveling in the pleasure that rises from pain.

"You call yourself an exhibitionist," Mistress Vana said, forcing Cynthia into a sitting position. She raked her nails down Cynthia's breasts, squeezed her erect nipples. "Let's see how much you like being put on display--until I decide you've had enough. And I," Vana said, flipping Cynthia over and pulling her hips up, "am quite energetic this evening."

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Madam Cynthia (AZ) (602) 441-4553 and Mistress Vana (AZ) (623) 444-5793