Emma just grinned and watched as Syrisa went towards the door, watching the hips sway in an erratic fashion thanks to the pantie attack the blonde warrioress had inflicted onto her. This was simply too much, the panties in their position brought out the fullness in the little mageling's hips. She couldn't help but question as to why these was so arousing, but she could feel her hands itching underneath their armor coverings. She figured that thanks to this, she wouldn't be able to last very long...and it would drive her crazy soon enough. And that would turn into a problem...maybe she could use this to her advantage to further embarrass the mageling...but she figured the teasing should stop there.<br/><br/>She went up to the door and entered after Syrisa, keeping her eyes on her. But she did notice that there was barely anyone within the shop. It was kinda surprising that only a few people were inside of the semi-small shop filled with potions and elixirs of all kinds. But, it would do well enough to sting the mageling's side with this. And she had ignored the little redhead's threat, knowing with how the panties were acting...it would take some time for her to perform any spell. It seems magic had its advantages if exploited right...for the manipulator. Emma giggled as she put a hand on Syrisa's shoulder.<br/><br/>"How about we go towards the back? You know all the good stuff is back there."<br/><br/><i>And where no one goes...</i><br/><br/>She kept the wicked grin on her face as she started to push the woman towards the back of the shop, the slight crowd of people slowly disappearing behind them. As they got closer to the back, Syrisa would notice the warrior's plate-covered hand would drift lower and lower...down across her back and then at the curve of her rump and than on the rump itself, giving it a squeeze. It was showing who was in charge at this moment. And when they hit the back, Emma had shoved Syrisa to face a board that separated the two aisles, making sure no one would be able to see them at first. Emma chuckled as she leaned in and whispered into Syrisa's ear with her hot breath wafting over her sensitive skin.<br/><br/>"You know...It occurs to me just now...That I'm not...satisfied, with just teasing. How about we try something...different."<br/><br/>The hand on Syrisa's pert, curvy backside continued to squeeze the cheek before starting to caress the lovely bum rather forcefully. She could only wonder how the mageling would be feeling right now...being dominated by another woman who was superior to her in size and strength and out in public for anyone to come around the corner and see. Obviously, this was going to be some kind of Hell for her...but she figured that she was going to like it soon enough.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>