Pearl gasps as Rose hits her -- and again, and again. She hangs her head, shaking. Spanked, like a child: shame clenches in her chest, racing tense and hot up her arms to where her knuckles whiten on her head. Fingers twisting around each other as she fights the urge to drop her hands and rub the sting from her ass.

That would be so very bad. Would most certainly merit a worse punishment. God. Rose is hungry tonight, isn't she? She's going to keep -- giving Pearl just enough rope to hang herself with. And she's setting the pace slow. So, so slow.

"Y-yes," Pearl chokes out in guilty assent. She follows it with a quiet moan, her hips jerking fruitlessly although her feet stay firmly in place.