Dinah's awkward movements became more natural. She was feeling more confident in her role.
«Stop it! I can't take it anymore!» – Kyon implored. His desire was strong enough, even without the aphrodisiac. He had this burning urge to break out and force himself upon the sly, manipulative maid.
«Shut up and watch me.» – Dinah intoned. Then, after a little hesitation, she pulled off her tight pants the rhythm of the dance, revealing to his eyes the damn sexy black silk underwear. She had nothing but her lingerie on. The hands of the newly made dancer instinctively reached out to cover her intimate places. No! It wasn't the time to be ashamed. The bastard would soon die anyway. He was her victim, and she was going to make him suffer even more!