Tears poured down her cheeks as she struggled, much to her own excrutiating discomfort, with the position of her hands behind her back. "Please, you're hurting me!"<br/><br/>She kept her head down, unable to bring herself to look at his face. "I'm so sorry. Let me loose, don't sell me off! God, please. Don't let someone hurt me! I'm sorry.. so sorry..."<br/><br/>Her words trailed off in little sobs as she stared at the floor. There was no way to win against this man. He was stronger, faster, and had all the equipment he could possibly desire to use against her. She wasn't ready to give up, to give in, but for now, she had to escape the situation.<br/><br/>And she seriously had to control her libido. The way he handled her, being at his mercy like this... The ache between her legs was almost too much to bear. Fuck... She really hoped he couldn't see how much she was turned on, and how badly she wanted him to make her his. In more ways than just ownership.<br/><br/>She tried to keep her sobs quiet, letting the silence, broken only by her soft crying, settle between them.