<br/>Lillian gasps, her eyes widening as Stephen pushes into her, drawing a whimper from the bound woman. Her muscles tighten, her whole body working to expel the invader, to pull out of the ropes, anything - to no effect.<br/><br/>Lillian grimaces, gritting her teeth and groaning as Stephen begins to pump into her, the ropes creaking as she begins swinging on them with his thrusts. She can feel her eyes welling up again - the sense of helplessness is overwhelming, her rage completely useless, unable to lash out. The pain is incredible, if getting less - she can feel her face burning, the ropes digging in, the blade against her neck, and she sobs out as Stephen gives a particularly savage thrust. Even worse than the rape is the maids laughter... nothing in the world would please her more than killing those two right now. She begins sobbing harder, the potent mix of shame, anger and pain overwhelming her.