[Speaking of punishments, Lina brings a hand down from Severa's face, and with a quick gesture, conjures up a very familiar ball with as much of a neutral, disaffected expression as she can manage in the situation.]

Well, if you want something to rub you down there so badly, then I can take care of that.

[She drops her hands down - the one with the ball going between Severa's legs, the other grabbing her hip and pulling her away from Lina's cock. The ball is inserted, just under Severa's clit, and it wastes no time spinning up, winding Severa up right to the edge of orgasm, and then it stops dead. Lina's hand runs up Severa's front - over her bellybutton, her abs, between her breasts, and over her neck until she can grip Severa by the jaw with a fiendishly coy expression.]

You may not come until after I do again. You may not use your hands on yourself until I say so.

[She pulls Severa's face close again, much like they've done several times tonight. Her voice drops low and affectionate, but with a hint of danger in it.]

Is that clear, dear Severa?