Pouting all the same over how messy her furry cunt is, all covered in her honey and blood. Far more interested in cleaning herself, finding a cleaning cloth and rubbing herself down there. Which does wonders for her mood, a smile back on her face and moaning from the rough feel of the cloth on her sensitive mound. Blinking some as you easily snap on the collar, going right back into pouting over doing this to her!<br/><br/>But the sight of the paddle makes her change her mind right quickly. Smiling and nodding some and apologizing quickly! Biting her lower lip to hold in a moan of fear from that evil paddle. Going to have to destroy that later when he is asleep, as she looks off to the side non-nonchalantly.