"I will not surrender to the likes of you!"

"Well that's too bad, then," Clara responded. "I guess I just need to be more persuasive!" She shifted her hips back, moving her weight off of Reinette's chest and instead pushing it down on her head. Reinette struggled under her, realizing that despite the layers of skirt between them, this woman was all but sitting on her face now, the full pressure of her body bearing down on Reinette's smothered face. Her body was being bent up, her hips lifted off the floor as Clara held her legs tight against her chest, her own dress falling down around her to expose her rear. She tried to protest but her words were muffled by the layers of fabric and rump; Clara laughed in response.
"What's the matter? Got nothing to say?" she said teasingly. She maneuvered Reinette's legs to one side, allowing her to tuck them under her left arm, before running her right hand down the underside of her victim's thigh.
"If I don't hear the words 'I give', then I'm going to start playing rough..." Clara said softy. Reinette tried to speak again, but as before she could only produce a quiet "Mmff!"
"Have it your way," Clara said with a shrug. Her hand continued its journey down Reinette's leg until it reached her pert bottom. She swung her hand back and landed a firm smack on one cheek, causing Reinette to writhe under her. Clara smirked, squeezing her fingers in for a moment before raising her hand and spanking the noblewoman again and again. Reinette struggled as best she could, but she was helpless to resist as Clara had her fun, thankful at least that her underwear was mitigating the slaps somewhat. After what seemed like a lifetime, the pressure on her face lifted as Clara slid forward again, revealing Reinette's red face.
"You know what I want to hear."