"Want a kiss for being a good pet. Please ma'am."

Ellie crouches down and gives her a quick peck on the lips.

Happy wiggle.

"Thank you ma'am."

"Now I'm going to hurt you because I want to. Take off your shirt and lay down on your front."

"Yes ma'am."

She obeys, wriggling a bit.

Ellie sits down on top of her, and starts running hands cloaked in sparks over her back, massaging, tracing patterns, reaching up to flick an ear when Ruby raises her head too much.

(She likes not having to use any tools for this. Just her and her magic and her Ruby.)

Ruby wriggles a good bit, and raises her head too much quite a lot. She makes quite wonderful noises, though, even among all the wiggles.

Ellie leans forward to whisper in her ear. "Are you thinking about what I look like, doing this? I'm imagining your face when you whine."

"Mmmmm, yes'm, wanna see."

"That's too bad," Ellie says, a hint of a laugh in her voice. "I want you frustrated."

Wriggle.

"But then you can't see my face."

"I am capable of controlling myself. Which is why I am here and you are under me. You need the help."

She whines and tries to turn her head.

"No." Zap.

She yelps and turns her head back to the floor. "Sorry ma'am."

She doesn't sound very sorry.

Ellie hums and walks her hands down to Ruby's waist.

"Lift your hips."

She does so, breath catching a bit.

Ellie's lightning clad hands pull Ruby's pants off, and she gives her a swat on the bottom.

She giggles and then yelps, wiggling and laughing.

Now that the size of Ellie's canvas has doubled, she can have much more fun.

Ruby's definitely agreeing that it's fun - though Ellie's yet to get a proper scream out of her. Mostly yelps, giggles, whines, and moans.

She'll just have to try harder. In unexpected places.

She gets a small, strangled sound, like Ruby's trying to swallow down a scream.

She circles back around to that tactic.

Some more muffled noises, but she's going to have to escalate for a proper scream - and Ruby seems to be getting her reactions more under control, too.