Faridah was truly at a loss. All she could do was lie there stunned as Mellisande walked away from her. At first she was glad that her deflowering was put off for another evening, but then she started to notice just how wet she still was. All of that play after her last orgasm and the last few strokes of Mellisande's toes had left her quite in need of relief; except she wouldn't get it. With a whimper, she tried to reach down and bring herself off with her fingers, but she could barely move her wrists at all.<br/><br/>With a sigh, the princess accepted that it would be a long, frustrating night. She just prayed she'd fall asleep quickly, even though it'd be quite uncomfortable with the way she was bound and with the cold floor she was lying on, as it would at least be an improvement over having to endure how frustrated she was for another second.