Naomi giggled at her implied begging then hit her one more time in the stomach, much harder than before. "Hearing you beg just makes me want to hurt you even more." She said, using her own demonic power to speak clearly even though her tongue was tied. The pressure she put on Felicity's tongue increased exponentially as the kiss continued, so much so that it would soon become painful. "Who needs a knife when my own tongue can be just as sharp. No pun intended."