Anna tried to react as little as possible to his touch to further express her frustrations. She wondered if anyone else's touch could ever begin to compare to his. She shook her head. She didn't want to think of it. Or even begin to consider it. His touches were making her relax and near forget why she was so tense to begin with before she felt the first pat. She thought he'd forgotten as well what he was going to do for a moment there.<br/><br/>How he expected her to think about his words or reconsider her own feelings whilst he had at her bottom was beyond her. She shook her head again and kicked her feet up. "It's not that!" She protested. "I just don't think you should be allowed to proclaim your love to me when you can so easily look at others the way that you do..." She said before squealing at the next spanking. She was quiet through a few more spankings before she spoke up again. "How can you say that you love me in the way that you do... when you haven't given anyone else a chance as well?"<br/><br/>A lot of her said not to let him do such a thing, but she felt that perhaps that was just her sisterly feelings. Ones that any family member would rightly get when feeling they were going to lose a sibling to someone else.