[She whines, arching again and gods she's forgotten how strong Ella can make a slap. How much it can sting as the mark throbs on her ass, her clit aching from the way it makes her feel. The way she feels when Ellana licks her lips, Eli's eyes half closing as she wets her own, her nod quick and jerky as she moves quickly, eager to obey]

I'm sorry, I am. [Not that it was her fault for any of this. But an apology feels right here, with the way Ellana talks to her. She doesn't mind begging for forgiveness from her, playing along with this idea of a punishment from her lover and the change in angle makes her wetness slide down her bare thighs, Eli's eyes wide again as she glances over her shoulder.]

I swear, I didn't mean to Ella, I didn't. I' swear, I'm sorry, I promise. I won't, it won't happened again, I promise.