"If thats how you want it?" He grins as he releases her hair from his grasp, and reaches into belt where his binder cuffs are held. With a quick precision the Falleen snaps the cuffs onto both of her wrists behind her to insure she could not pull them free. With now an additional free hand, he brings it around to grasp her breast firmly with a deep massage. "Don't Fight..." He growls into her ear. The other hand coming down to massage your clit firmly with the same intensity of his thrusts.