<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/0gzSsUL.png)</div><br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li><strong>Character</strong>: James St. Clair</li><li><strong>Location</strong>: The St. Clair Residence</li><li><strong>Content</strong>: Punishing the disobedient little minx</li><li><strong>Tagged</strong>: Luci Boivin</li></ul><br/>"No," James said, smirking slightly. "These have nothing to do with massage." He cocked his head. "Although, I can assure you that my hands will still be all over you, exploring your body in a<em>very similar</em>way..."<br/><br/>He was about to ask her if she would be willing for him to use them on her, but something pinged in his mind about her. He didn't think she'd react the way he hoped - she wanted forceful and demanding. He hoped. "You're going to lay back down," he continued firmly, "and fold your arms behind your back." A corner of his mouth quirked, then his face returned to the solemn glare. "<em>Now.</em>"