Adelice didn't enjoy the way Scot rushed over to smooth his slave. It seemed strange to her. There wasn't much time to processes however as the whip was lifted from her finger tips. She glared at the other but kept still as the blows were given. Biting her lip, she tried not to make a sound as the first blow made contact. The second however, had a loud yelp to follow. Tears stinging her eyes by the time the last contact. She fought the urge to cry around the painful lashes left on her skin. The construction broken when the warm hand came to stroke over her member. She moaned at the touch; her cock despite for attention as it grew more stiff and cramped. It was embarrassing. Reaching down, she grabbed Ruby's wrist tightly. She glared at her; even if it lacked in intensity and spoke. "Keep your dirty hand off my cock." she growled, before looking towards Scott. "I'm sorry."