Still panting, Natacia tries to recover her wits, shuddering slightly as she feels his seed spill over her belly, feeling the hot wetness now inside and out. Even if she was in a position to break her chains there's no way she has the strength to do so now, in her exhausted state. Much to her surprise her captor doesn't share in her exhaustion, hands gliding over her glistening curves as he continues in his molestation of her. She still has to struggle against the decidedly mixed feelings...of course she wanted no part of this, but he hadn't exactly ignored her own pleasure when taking her, and that's enough to mess with her mind just a bit...<br/><br/>While she tries to cope with these unwelcome thoughts things take a turn to the more...direct. She finds herself staring at his slick cock, hovering before her face as he straddles atop her. With no time to react she then feels his hands wrap around her neck. His intent was obvious, and no matter how much she would fight it, she would eventually be forced to gasp for breath. Immediately she finds his cock forcing past her lips, sliding along her tongue as she's forced to taste the mingled juices of the forced coupling. A brave girl might have bitten him, but her courage fails her...what sort of punishment would he inflict if she did? And now that sense of shame increases as she fails to take another chance to fight back.