"Go on, let me hear why you are sorry," Sthena urged, unbuttoning the first three buttons of his shirt that exposed his chest.
Perdita gulped, her eyes strained on the smooth skin of Sthena that was now exposed to her view, looking hard and firm.
"Why are you unbuttoning your shirt?" She blurted and immediately slapped her lips shut. Heat rushed up her face as she turned away from Sthena.
"Is that the reason you are sorry? Don't tell me you got distracted. Hm?" Sthena strode to where she stood. Turning her around to face him once more, he said, "We can do this all day but I am an impatient man. It is either you start talking now and lessen your punishment, or you prolong it and also double your punishment."
"Punishment?" Perdita blinked in disbelief. He wasn't going to punish her, was he?
"Time is ticking," Sthena remarked without replying to her question. "Or do you want me to remind you?"