“I’m so sorry.” Teresa covered her nose and mouth, feeling heat building in her cheeks.
The man shook his foot and chuckled. “No worries, mistress.”
“That’s enough chat!” A whip cracked and the men put their heads down. Teresa tensed, anticipating a tongue lashing, or given the whip, a literal lashing. “Teresa, pose!”
Reflexively, Teresa put a hand on her hip and puckered up. Her instructions were to look like she was staring down a fourth man to add to her group leash. She had no idea what that would be, but she air kissed Jason behind the camera.
“Good.”
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