As Viola began to answer with as much grace and thought as she could manage, his fingers plucked at her bodice lacing in the opposite direction, loosening its knot enough for her to feel the shift of her blouse against her bosom just shy of baring herself thanks to her nipples prodding against and catching the silk. His thumb and half his palm pressed against her chest and slid up along her neck, cupping her delicate jaw and wrapping up onto her chin where, once she trailed off, he slipped his thumb onto her bottom lip.<br/><br/>"You are clever, knowing the line between suffering and pleasure and choosing accordingly," he smiled, sliding his thumb along her bottom lip where her makeup accentuated her natural blush. He wondered what sort of use they made of those lips as he began to push his thumb into her mouth, forcing Viola to suck and lick at it just to continue sighing for breath.<br/><br/>"My master is inspector general of this market. And you are<em>contraband</em>," he emphasized, causing the slaver behind him to wring his hand and swallow hard. "As per the laws, you would be seized and put to work for the state - perhaps made to serve and comfort the miners or soldiers or slaves of the kingdom. But that would be a waste of your recent... education."<br/><br/>He mused to himself at first, idly pushing and withdrawing his thumb in an erotic manner more than familiar by now given her recent abuse. "But you don't want that, do you?"