All the same Lisa hisses at the chastity belt, hating that thing since it prevents her from masturbating. Pouting over having such a meanie master while inching around the table all careful to snatch the belt out of your hand. Scampering out of spanking range and huffing out some more, pretending to not care as she wiggles the belt into place and locks it on herself. Tail twitching in agitation over this and putting on a brave face to this injustice. Giving you the long cold kitty stare that only kitties can do while folding her arms over her breasts.<br/><br/><strong>"Nyah, this better be worth it...&gt;.&gt;"</strong>