Sasha's eyes fluttered as her vision slowly came into focus. A light moan escaped her lips as she found herself drifting into reality. Her breath was rapid as an odd sensation of both calm and relief came over her. The smell lifted her a bit as her focus only took that much longer to realize suddenly what was going on. She tugged suddenly upon the silken rope as she blushed deeply finding herself locked in a rather peculiar place. She glanced up as a noticable blush was on her cheeks looking upon Aramil. "Y...you wh... what did you do!" She spoke out as her voice seemed to have great trouble finding the anger or rage she might normally find. She squirmed a bit as her breasts bounced in response as she found herself looked in place. "P... pervert I'll b.. beat the c...crap out of you when I g.. get free!" She spoke out loudly as her voice lacked any bit of her usual authority. It was rather apparent just how thrown off she was about this as her body shivered in a lustful desire for her current predicament as she remained locked in place.  She seemed a lot more fragile then her usual self allowed as he had her weak spot pretty well exposed. While it would normally be something that might make her feel vulnerable and uneasy, it was creating an odd sense of pleasure and desire that she couldn't explain about being so helpless.