Jan stood at attention, trying not to shiver in the chilled temperature of the room where she stood on the platform. She felt her nipples harden even more than they had, even after the abuse they had just taken.

"Look at me," the first woman said as she approached. She slipped the black coat off her shoulders, revealing a large body with big breasts in a low-cut leotard, black gloves with studded wrist strap closures and a black skirt that fell below the knee over gleaming boots with 4" heels. Her dark hair surrounded a beautiful leather mask painted in gold to look like a cat's face. Jan shivered in fear as the woman slapped the crop across her own palm and paced back and forth.