She looked to him blankly as he stopped his routine. Her mouth went wide as she felt his fingers dive into her. Her eyes twitched and she shook, trying to move forwards away from his hand as she grew wetter. His hand grabbing at her chest made her stuck between a rock and a hard place. Attempting to avoid both just had her riding his fingers like she might have his cock. Her legs tensed as she wiped her lips of what drool had been forming. It was torturous to stay in this manner as he spoke. More so to her than the spanking. If he had been harder with his hand, things might have been different, but as it were.<br/><br/>"Don't you<em>dare</em>get yourself sent back to jail on my account you..." She was about to cuss him out when she felt his fingers moving on their own. She gulped hard and bit her lip tight until she bled. That little movement made her want him to repeat it madly as soon as his hand was stilled. Which was why she started running back into his fingers again on her own. Licking her lips spitting as she caught blood.<br/><br/>Whimpering she waited for him to do something else, but he only proceeded to talk about what she'd previously asked about. What he spoke of made her somewhat wary, but it also made her want to see more of what he meant. Was spankings all the punishment she would ever receive in that case? It would be short lived if so. "Show me... show me what you mean James." She said calmly as her arousal was something she couldn't keep at bay anymore.