You looked at the chair and it didn't take long for you to figure out what it was for, and I laughed when I saw the fear and disgust in your eyes. "Now, slut," I said as I grab you by your hair, "do I need to show you how this chair works? Or maybe you've learned your lesson and are now prepared to learn how to be a good little whore?" I decided to make this a "good cop, bad cop" situation and give you a chance to show your obedience. "Don't just look at me," I said as I pushed you back towards Amanda, "it's madam that you have offended. If you want to please her, you'll need to show her what a good, obedient slut you are." You looked at Amanda and then at the table she's standing next to. There were several dildos, double-head dildos and vibrators on the table, but also clamps, candles, needles, canes and whips. I looked at you, amused, wondering how you're going to try to please Amanda. For your sake, I hoped you'd at least try...