With my both slaves

I make the two women follow me into my room.
"I suppose, Master," Brynhild says with an indescribable scornful tone in this word, "that it is to make me feel more exquisitely my humiliation, that you will take me in the presence of this woman?"
"Actually," I answer, "to make you feel more exquisitely what you are now, I will make this woman participate in your taking."
For the first time, Brynhild seems to lose a little of her arrogance. She has a slight backward move before I grab and pull out the mantle which was covering her. Her body appears naked, her wrists still chained, an iron collar around her neck. I give an order to Verania...