Tara was making incoherent whimpers as she felt his hand on her.  She expected pain from him - but that wasn't what was happening.  With the way her parents had brought her up, she'd never had a man touching her in that way.  Even through the pain of her torn back, there was a vague sense of - anticipation.<br/><br/>It would feel like this if she just - gave in?<br/><br/>And then there was the bright flash of pain as he threatened her again.  No!  She didn't want that!<br/><br/><em>Act better.  Drink up.</em><br/><br/>It would have been a natural thing to want, but his soft command reinforced the idea that she was doing something he wanted her to do.  As the water bathed her pain-tightened throat, it washed away a little more of Tara's resistance.