Anastasius chuckled and let her walk into the hold ahead of him.  "All women are little on their backs or their knees," he commented as he reached to rest a hand on her back and try to guide her towards the manacles set into the floor of the hold, "You're not a warrior anymore, the sooner you accept that the better for you.  You're a pair a pretty tits to droll over and play with and a set of holes to fuck now, nothing more than that.  Now are you going to lay down, or do I have to bruise that pretty skin?"