Although Firn had successfully pretended not to understand English thus far into her capture, the naked man on top of her was putting her to the test. He taunted and teased her with every breath she took, embarrassing her more than she had thought possible. Her responsive body was not something she could control or else she would have laid beneath him still and frigid. Instead, involuntarily, she ripened to his touch like a flower blooming in the first rays of the sun. Nausea curled in her belly, roiling as he continued touching her, smacking her breasts again and making her whimper and continue to struggle against the metal handcuffs. Cruel fingers curled into her supple thighs, peeling them apart no matter how hard she fought to keep them together. Her strangled screams filled the chamber as she fought twisting from side to side even as her neck was pinned by his other hand.<br/><br/>The elf could feel and smell her own arousal slick between her legs. Her bare sex wouldn't hide a thing from her captor, especially as her legs were pried apart. A moment after her most intimate parts were made visible to him she was covered with his thick cock. Larger and thicker than Deldrach's by far, Finr's screams reached a new urgency as she writhed in fear. The warmth of this strangers body pressed against the apex of her legs was almost distracting enough to hide the fact that whatever flimsy nonsense she was wearing had fallen apart, bearing her breasts and leaving nothing hidden. Tears never stopped falling down her cheeks, soaking the blindfold hiding her eyes. Just as his hand removed itself from her throat, allowing her to take a gasping breath  before both of his hands covered her breasts, squeezing and rolling the voluptuous orbs underneath his palms.<br/><br/>Because of the way his hands pressed her body into the mattress she still wasn't able to get up. The stranger continued taunting her, especially making fun of her arousal. It wasn't long before his cock was covered in her nectar with the way he rubbed against her. The thick, bulbous head of his member teased her clit causing waves of pleasure to start to build. The elf was helpless against it, even the pain in the way he mauled her breasts heightening her arousal. Firn tried everything she could think of to stop the building bliss, tensing her muscles, occupying her mind by thinking of anything else, focusing on the pain. Nothing worked. Each stroke of his cock against her slit that teased the most sensitive part of her brought her closer to something she didn't want.<br/><br/>It would be obvious to him that she was approaching her climax. The elf continued ignoring him, refusing to rise to his words. She squirmed against the silk, tossing her head and whimpering as she fought to keep control. It was a losing battle that would shame her for the rest of her days. Her breasts heaved under his grip as she tried to catch her breath, desperate to stop the peak that he was bringing her too. Her juices covered the two of them, her traitorous cunt leaking her pleasure for both of them to see. Firn's cries took on a different nature as he continued to stroke her, igniting a fire within her belly that wiped away any lingering nausea from her situation.<br/><br/>"N..No," She stuttered, the first word she had uttered in days. It didn't matter, it was too late. Her climax hit her like a train, making her whole body arch and shudder as pleasure overtook her in waves. Every inch of her quivered as her sex spasmed, the fluid of her pleasure covering his cock which continued to torment her through her orgasm. Her fingers behind her back curled involuntarily as did her toes. Shame filled Firn as much as pleasure did. She had climaxed so quickly on a strangers cock without even being penetrated, the thought of her husband bringing more tears to her eyes. If he could see her now, would he understand that she hadn't had a choice? That she had fought as much as possible? He would never take her back now that she had betrayed him.