[The great Cu Chulainn really is rolling with the shots here, which she has to admit, she likes. After all, would it be fun if one or the other was too easy? If he just submitted to her without making her put more effort into it, how can they say they enjoyed the challenge? To overpower someone who is a warrior?

That being said, punishment aside, she still wants him to have a good time. But don't tell him that.]

Ah, true. I am your Master. [She, who normally hates the distinction, is relishing in it. To be above it all.] I do like it when you obey. I also like it you rebel, but I shouldn't be encouraging you. I'm punishing you, no?

[Her hand slips into his pants, reaching until she could wrap her fingers firm around him, her grip growing tighter. It's easier for now, kneeling by him, wraps her arm around his waist and runs her nails up and down his hip.]

If you want to complain. [She kisses by the curve of his shoulder, below his collar.] I will allow it. Before I decide to shut you up. [And then her hand starts to warm him up, pumping him till she can him him fully hard.]