Chantay smiles in return at Victoria as the other woman took the time to admire her form, then rose to her feet with the tug of the leash. She offered not a modicum of resistance as the woman divested her of her panties, as she brought her onto the table, or as she arranged Chantay's limbs so that they could be shackled in place. Quite the opposite actually. Victoria's hands on her body was far from unenjoyable. And all the while both anticipation and excitement mounted.
The pain from a smack was not enough to induce a a sound from Chantay. But her body did give a startled twitch against the bonds. And again at the second strike. By the third and subsequent ones though, Chantay was able to hold herself still. And some delighted moans indicated that she was very much enjoying herself. Her eyes certainly followed Victoria over to the tool bench, gaze fixating upon the gorgeous woman and the cane she held as she made her way back to the table. Curiosity and anticipation was readily discernible in that gaze, with no small amount of desire as well.
She allowed her body to flatten against the table as the polished wood of the cane ran along bare flesh that was almost trembling in anticipation of what was to come. "Yes Mistress, most generous." Her voice was husky, breathless, laden with both desire and anticipation.