He stands above her with a long cane about as thick as her little finger "How old are you " He asks curiously, scraping the end of the cane along her side "Do not dare to play silent with me, any more of that and I shall have to be late giving you to the customer " He paces to stand in front of her wide spread legs as it places the cane against her clit and pussy, just leaning it against her as a warning.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>[OOC: Any form of mental communication is a supernatural ability. She would probably know that ]<br/>