Um… [ Here goes nothing! Ann's voice takes on an almost saccharine quality, giving every other word much more emphasis than it actually needs, everything else coming out horribly stilted— like she'd rehearsed this, but not nearly enough. Her eyebrows are kneaded, which would sell that she's worried… except that she's smiling, too. ]
Thaaaat's right! She's soooooo sick. She wouldn't even get out of bed this morning, unless I…
[ What should she say? She's supposed to be her Dom, so… ]
Sp… anked her? Yeah! I spanked her! So— can we leave?
» hitagi
Um… [ Here goes nothing! Ann's voice takes on an almost saccharine quality, giving every other word much more emphasis than it actually needs, everything else coming out horribly stilted— like she'd rehearsed this, but not nearly enough. Her eyebrows are kneaded, which would sell that she's worried… except that she's smiling, too. ]
Thaaaat's right! She's soooooo sick. She wouldn't even get out of bed this morning, unless I…
[ What should she say? She's supposed to be her Dom, so… ]
Sp… anked her? Yeah! I spanked her! So— can we leave?