The Vow Of Seduction *Rough Draft Completed*

3.3- Kensa (July 26-August 1)

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Kensa thought back to what all was brought up last week. There was so much going through her head. The words of her sweet voice floating through Kensa's thoughts as she watched the memories play through her mind; the motions as she walked, was just the right amount of sway in her hips, the innocent way she bit her lip, the way she would hum a simple melody whenever she was deep in thought.

"Kensa," Master's voice broke her from the trance.

"Yes Master?"

"Daydreaming again..." She watched as he brought her attention back to the different models on the screen.

"Sorry Sir. I will pay more attention Master."

"Do you remember why we are looking at these models?" Kensa nodded, as she watched the way his hands slid over the keyboard. "Why are we doing this then?"

"We are trying to figure out what order they are going during the local fashion show Sir. The Evergreen Empire was contracted out using our models, and me being the only available photographer that week got shoved into this job Sir..."

"Kensa, do I hear a tone?" Santo's voice was so quiet, but she knew exactly what he meant and what it would cost her if she wasn't careful. Kensa shivered as his accent grew and his voice, though quiet, she could swear that she heard him growl.

"No Sir. I know that you picked me for this job to give me an advantage over the others as this will be a wonderful turn-out with fabulous attire, which is also why I am choosing the models based off of the descriptions given to us from the designer, Sir."

"Damn you for being a good girl; I was looking forward to being able to lock the door and dealing with the discipline right now."

She could feel the puddle of her juices that were starting to form. Good thing I am allowed to wear panties, for now, but that is probably because of the butt plug. She whimpered softly as she could tell the idea of her punishment happening in the office was turning her on.

He snapped his head directly towards her as her whimper left her lips. She watched as he moved towards the door and smiled when she heard the click of the door.

Santo stopped just a few feet in front of her. "I saw that smile. You are enjoying your punishments more and more, aren't you?"

"Yes Sir because I know that I deserved the punishment and that you are doing it as a reminder that I have rules that I have to follow," she closed her eyes to try to gain control over her breathing.

"Is everything ok, my little slave? You seem to be having issues with breathing calmly."

Kensa took a deep breath in as the goose bumps crept down her arm. His scent was starting to fluster her, but as he neared her body, the reactions were out of her control.

Don't touch him! Fight the urge to reach out and run your hands over his perfect body! That will just mean more punishment for you.

"Kensa," his hands rested around her neck, "where are your eyes supposed to be looking?"

Shit! How did I forget that rule? "Down Sir," as her eyes was instantly glued to her legs that were unexpectedly spreading legs.

He tightened his grip just a little so his hands were touching all the way around, "then why were you not looking down this entire time?"

"Sir, this is no way intended to be rude, but when we are looking at models, they are above my eye level, therefore, I had to, but as soon as that door was locked, I didn't revert into my proper ways, and that was wrong of me."