Samantha jumped a bit at where he landed from. She was immediately driven to the ground by his knee, "ow," she muttered, wanting this to just be over as quickly as possible. She didn't fight as he moved her around and tied her up. "Hey," Samantha said, trying to get his attention. He seemed really raveled up in his work, at least too much to acknowledge her. He drove his knee into her stomach and she let out a gasp and began panting and twitching in the ties to get her breath back. "Fuck you asshole!" she shouted at him once she got her breath back. He had finished tying her up and as he stepped back Samantha gave him a look of utter confusion and distaste. "Is all of this really necessary?" she asked, "seriously, I was totally willing, and now I'm tied up in a position that I can barely move."<br/><br/>She sighed and looked at his cocky smile. He then scanned his body for weapons, and laid there, unable to move much in the dirt. "So," Samantha said, "what exactly are going to do to me?"