Donnie ignored your pleas, not yet pleased with it. It'd take more begging for him to release you, much less not punish you. He continues dragging you over to the Misbehavior Room, intent on teaching you to not talk back and mind your manners when speaking to him.

He finally paid you heed, showing slight mercy and stopping in front of the door, not yet opening it.

“What?” He glanced down at your messy, wet face as you apologize. “‘I'm sorry’, what?” He wasn't settling, he's making sure you know your place. “What comes after it, Dove?”