Adonia shook her head, sending loose tendrils of dark brown hair to bounce around her slender shoulders. "Oh, my dear. You doubt me, do you? I will just have to prove my point. Will I not?" Adonia had little patience for girls that thought themselves better than her, when the fact of the matter was the girl had indeed fallen from grace, and Adonia had been a large part in that fall.<br/><br/>Adonia used the grip she had on the girl to press her flat against the large desk. With her free hand she flicked the girl's skirts up and over her legs, exposing her arse and thighs. Adonia did not take the time to expose the flesh there though, instead she merely picked up her crop and rained down a few blows to the upturned ass and thighs. Once satisfied with the onslaught of pain, the Lady of D'enes used the hold on the girl's hair and tugged her backward in a bid to catch her off balance.<br/><br/>Once the girl stumbled, Adonia pressed her to her knees, released the crop in her free hand, grasped the rope tied at her waist..and went about securing the bitch's ankles. Once she was hobbled, Adonia shoved at the girl, grasping the manacled wrists and tied them to the already tied off ankles. The knots were tight and firm, telltale signs of an expert roper.<br/><br/>"Now please, oh please, give me a reason to gag you. I'm just itching for a need."