Winning encouragement from your smiles, Lelika reaches down to her clit with a single finger, starting a smaller circle within the rotation of her hips that brings fresh shivers of delight to her body. She acknowledges your question with a slightly worried look, and after a long pause of her deep breaths answers it with a tone to match, “No mistress,” The threat of greater punishment at a later date apparently not causes as much worry.<br/>Pushing aside such thoughts she returns her attention to her front, the rhythm of the circles, her breathing and the fall of the whip. Her smooth, shaven skin is quite pink by now and just below the surface a muscle twitches on every contact. But the skin is also wet, and Lelika is too aroused to be bothered by such minor pain.