Attempting to draw your sword - without even standing up first - proves most unwise.  Somehow, your sword has become stuck to your belt, refusing to be drawn even an inch.  Further, your hand has become stuck to the hilt of the sword, your arm across your body now trapping yourself against the floor.<br/><br/>"Trying to renege on the agreement already, my dear?  For shame.  Now I'll have to think of some means of punishment..."  He reaches down and, with a strength you did not expect the Baron to possess, he pries your legs wide apart.  Rather than try to remove your garments, he simply rips away the fabric covering your womanhood, and plunges his erect length forcefully inside you.