He clicks his tongue as he shakes to head as if scolding a child. This won't do, this won't do at all. He's got his own schedule to keep after all.<br/><br/>"<strong>Dear, oh dear. You should just talk.</strong>" he replies. Sure, he could just Voice her again but this defiance was something he'd have to put down anyway. May as well make it official.<br/><br/>"<strong>I mean, think of our respective schedules if nothing else. How else are you going to have any chance of getting to work on time?</strong>" he asks, grabbing something nearby with a cord. It's not for hair-drying, he holds it like a garrote and moves to put it around her neck.<br/><br/>"<strong>But really, why would you be the one making statements if you don't know anything? Talk, if you would be so kind.</strong>" he says as he tightens it. Not enough to stop her breathing, but enough to get noticed. Plus, it's something to hold onto when he spanks her ass and gives it a little juice- again, still going more for pain then damage.