<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">Her teeth dug into the leather bit in her mouth, snarling at him as she tried to twist away from the pen tip on instinct, knowing what he intended to do. His arm slamming into her ribs knocked the wind out of her, while pinning her tightly to the wall so he could actually do what he intended. Not that it was needed once the hot tip touched flesh, the currents coursing through her making her muscles contract and her body go rigid in the restraints, crying out against the gag. </span>