Richard was tired of her shanigans. Her lips were closed to his probing tongue.<br/><br/>He slid the hand around her waist up her back, sliding his fingers through her blonde hair before grabbing a fistful of it. He yanked hard on her hair, forcing her to look upwards, towards the ceiling. At the same time, he slid his other hand up her side and over one of her breasts before closing his hand around her throat. He pressed the tip of his thumb and forefinger into the pressure points to either side of her chin.<br/><br/>"<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000">Are you stupid, Brena? Or do you just like being disobedient because you like being punished? Oh, I am going to punish you but I might just let Cat punish you instead while I watch. Would you like that? Do you want Cat to punish you?</span>" He snarls at her, his actions and words making it very clear he was not happy with her.