She can't help whining a little as he touches her, her ass all the more sensitive after the spanking he'd given her. The one she'd earned, and knows she'd deserved. "Y-yes, Nick," she says quietly. "I'll be good. I'll...I'll do what you say."

She pauses, as much to blow out a gentle upward stream of air to try (unsuccessfully) to get some of her hair out of her face as to give herself the space to weigh her feelings. They'd pushed past another boundary, one that feels important; when she speaks again, it's with more steadiness than before. "That's...it's still a green light, if you're wondering."