Lady Fireblossom kneels down close to the poor adventurer, running a clawed hand along one buttock, the one not currently being smacked. She doesn't use enough force to pierce the skin, but does leave faint scratches, before reaching over, gently pinching her mound on one of the outer folds, and giving a little tug.<br/><br/>"So precious, just look at her. She doesn't like what's happening, but being magically compelled, and knowing what happens if she doesn't cooperate..."<br/><br/>She then slides a finger in, past the furiously working hand, and withdraws it, looking at the mixture of her juices and the irritant. With a gleam in her eyes, she licks her finger clean.<br/><br/>"Mmm, delicious. She's so sweet, and yet it really seems very warm and spicy... have you noticed that, Sam?"