Clara was in a bit of shock when she watched and felt the dwarves come over and help the half-orc in restraining her and binding her legs to the table.  She tried desperately to pull herself free, but there was no hope in getting free from the bindings, her legs spread wide and the dwarves licked and nibbled at her.  "And to think... I used to like dwarves..." She growled as she still tried to buck.  However, now with her arms bound behind her and her legs bound to the table, she had absolutely no way to get any leverage to resist.<br/><br/>She groaned and moaned as Gronk's fingers continued twist and push inside of her before she heard the man talk and before she knew what was really going on, she felt the man climbing on top of her, crushing her down onto the table.  At least the man's fingers were out of her exposed holes now and she figured she had to take the time that the man was preoccupied with something else to try and get free, even if she wasn't sure exactly how to do that.<br/><br/>She mustered up all the strength she could to try and pull her bindings free.  She was always strong, especially for a woman, she wasn't sure if she could simply burst her bindings with pure strength, but trying to wriggle free had not been working.