Daniel felt his erection swelling between his legs, beginning to stand on its own in the cool air of the room.  A low groan slipped from his lips, and his brow wrinkled in shame as he watched her slip a hand down into her corset.  How could this be happening?  It was all wrong.  He couldn't possibly be aroused by something so... wrong.  He couldn't seem to get that word out of his mind, and when she threw head back and seemingly closed her eyes, Daniel looked away.<br/><br/>He glanced over at the shackles that held him in place, struggling against them to test their fortitude.  They were quite solid; he was indeed stuck.  Daniel strained with his entire body now, arching against his binds and squirming in place.