Mischievously

You smile mischievously before retorting. "Funny. I'll remember that while I'm picking out what cloths your allowed to wear at the **** wear shop full of skimpy outfits."

At this Garmen lets a loud cackle of laughter spurt out. You had not seen Garmen do such a thing often. He liked to keep himself poised. Then again he just swallowed a decent amount of whisky in one go so he might be a little less ridged than usual at the moment. Unlike Camalia who's body goes ridged at the prospect of being made to walk the streets in something you pick out at a shop meant to dress slaves.

Camalias blush returns to how dark it was when you made her expose her chest to you earlier. You ponder for a moment how she will react when she has to walk with you to the clothing store in nothing but her tiny rag in the first place. After a moment you decide to save that one for a surprise. "Looks like the former miss shouldn't have been so quick to quip." You and Garmen chuckle at Camalias expense as the three of you walk out of his office and out a side door leading to a sort of bathing area for the slaves.

The bathing area was located in an open lot which allowed passerby to view freely. Seeing this Camalia tried to back away, back to the safety and protection the building offered her. You hold her chain steady, not allowing her to retreat. The frightened girl struggles in the doorway, desperation clear in her eyes.

"What are doing? I thought you were excited for your bath." You quip with an amused tone. You fain ignorance, knowing how embarrassed the proper young lady would be bathing in public.

"I cannot bath out here! Everyone will see me!" Camalia says worriedly still trying to pull herself backwards. "What's wrong with that? I'm sure everyone will appreciate seeing such a beauty. Especially when shes all clean and dripping wet."

You continue to poke fun at the embarrassed blond, amusing both yourself and Garmen at her reactions. "Why I never!" The fussy blond may have been beautiful but she was not strong in the least. You could have held her in place all day, especially while she kept her hands to her chest.

"Well you will today. Now come!" You order while simultaneously pulling the chain towards you. Camalia is easily pulled away from the door frame and a few feet outside. The fresh air washed over her body like an ice cold bath.

Shocking her and making her shiver. Though out of fear and panic rather then temperature. In a moment of panic the Camalia drops her hands away from her chest, giving you another glimpse of her chest, and brings them to the door frame. "No! NO WAY! I ABSOLUTELY REFUSE!"

The stubborn girl held onto the door frame for dear life. Unaware her bellowing was drawing more of a crowd than there would have been. A pretty girl washing up outdoors was entertaining and a pleasure to watch. But one throwing a tantrum was a good show. You quickly take notice of the crowd and know you must react quickly.

If you are fast enough you can get her and yourself back inside and avoid making a spectacle of yourself. Then again you were never one to back down when challenged. Who was this **** to disobey you?