Those harsh unrelenting eyes...they forced her silence. The woman nodded in agreement, letting the pleasure building up within her work to ease the pain from the graphic nullification of her arm. Laying on the bed, her eyes slowly closing to let the pleasure wash over her, the woman would let out a silent breath. She knew that resisting the woman was not going to change anything...but maybe if she waited long enough, the woman would either falter in some way or would return to the place from whence she came. The idea was now to survive, and to survive she had to be a good submissive and let her mistress change her.