Despite everything, she still managed to form a trio of coherant words.  "Fuck you, Asshole."  Still feeling weak, she tested the cuffs, hating the feel of them on her wrists, trying to pull her hands from them.  The only result was scrapping her skin painfully.  They were tight.  She was stuck here.  Glaring at him, she shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts.  She was in trouble, she knew that, but if she could think, she could figure a way out of it.