Brena stayed quiet as she found herself sandwiched between the man she despised and the woman she feared.  What was the worse of the two evils?  If this crazy psycho of a maid was actually good for her word, the Russian girl would rather take her chances with him.  He'd probably want to kiss her, grope her, whatever, it seemed better than torture.<br/><br/>So when he commanded her not to resist, she bit her lip and stood there, trembling, fighting to hold herself from slapping him when he dragged her into him, and started to make out directly.  Her lips wouldn't budge, but it didn't matter, she wasn't actively pressing them together, so he could stuff his tongue in her mouth, much to her chagrin.