As Anya held her wrist, Skye indeed slowed down, then stopped. She frowned with awkward concern; losing contact with a girl who treated her right, and then being taken away by people who...<em>didn't.</em>Anya's situation already was harrowing, that just seemed especially cruel.<br/><br/>"Right. Saved you from. But that's not why you're letting me do this. I don't want you to feel like you fucking owe me, or something. You just think I'm hot and wouldn't mind me petting your pussy until you squeal."<br/><br/>Skye smirked, showing some teeth.<br/><br/>"And you say you got turned on watching a girl get spanked, huh? That just makes me want to pin you down and spank you raw, myself, hear the way you shriek and squeal. Doesn't that scare you just a bit, little Bunny?"