Brandon now tried to drink her mixture. She hoped it wouldn't be bad, but she adjusted her hopes when she saw the uncomfortable smirk on his face. Apparently it was bad. Awful, maybe. The unpleasant sight was almost making her laugh. His face, the speed he was drinking the tea with... She would almost have done that, but then she realised it would be rather mean for Brandon. He was trying to drink her mixture so he could be polite. Rejecting her offer was not an option for him, as the gentleman as he was didn't let that happen. Now her face just looked sorry for him that he had to drink it. Did she actually mix up the herbs or was this just the taste of the thing itself and did she remember it correctly? Something popped up in her mind. She had to taste it herself to make that sure.
Looking over to where Brandon had put the bowl down, she picked it up and wiped off the edges. It was nothing she did because she was scared, but the cat just did it almost automatically. It was not that hot anymore, otherwise Bran had grimaced of pain and not of the awful taste. Taking a small breath, she put the bowl to her mouth and let the liquid flow in. She agreed with Brandon. It was absolutely disgusting. It was bitter. Very bitter. That was normally an indication it wasn't edible. She pressed her lips together and tried to swallow. Immediately after it had gone through her mouth, she started coughing. The tea had gone in the wrong end. When she had restrained herself, she looked at Brandon.
"You are right. I can't make tea nor ask questions or give punishments. My knowledge of herbs is awful and I don't know what to ask you. But, if you want a spanking I would give you one. Though since you want one, it would not be a punishment anymore." She grinned playfully at the thought. But she could not think of any other smart replies nor ideas for his punishment. A bit defeated, she sighed. The yucky taste was still travelling though her body and she shuddered on the awful reminder of how it had tasted. And that Brandon had needed to taste it, too. Poor him. It probably weren't even the right herbs, but she didn't want to tell Brandon. He would probably not trust her and his worries had been true. Maybe this was the one... No. She shook her head, digging in her memory. Blank. Please, let it be edible...
Looking over to where Brandon had put the bowl down, she picked it up and wiped off the edges. It was nothing she did because she was scared, but the cat just did it almost automatically. It was not that hot anymore, otherwise Bran had grimaced of pain and not of the awful taste. Taking a small breath, she put the bowl to her mouth and let the liquid flow in. She agreed with Brandon. It was absolutely disgusting. It was bitter. Very bitter. That was normally an indication it wasn't edible. She pressed her lips together and tried to swallow. Immediately after it had gone through her mouth, she started coughing. The tea had gone in the wrong end. When she had restrained herself, she looked at Brandon.
"You are right. I can't make tea nor ask questions or give punishments. My knowledge of herbs is awful and I don't know what to ask you. But, if you want a spanking I would give you one. Though since you want one, it would not be a punishment anymore." She grinned playfully at the thought. But she could not think of any other smart replies nor ideas for his punishment. A bit defeated, she sighed. The yucky taste was still travelling though her body and she shuddered on the awful reminder of how it had tasted. And that Brandon had needed to taste it, too. Poor him. It probably weren't even the right herbs, but she didn't want to tell Brandon. He would probably not trust her and his worries had been true. Maybe this was the one... No. She shook her head, digging in her memory. Blank. Please, let it be edible...
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