Mohini opened her mouth to let out a heavy sigh when his finger pushed in deeper and let out a soft whimper of disappointment when it was withdrawn, but otherwise held her tongue. She did though watch with curiosity as he cleaned his finger his tongue. She had never seen a man do that before, then again she had never had a man do what he was doing to her now before. The two men she had lain with before, well, she hardly would call them men she supposed. No, they rutted quickly, unskilled, satisfying themselves but leaving her wanting. Her captor though, he seemed to know something of the ways in which to pleasure, and to torment a woman.<br/><br/>When he spoke, she made no attempt to answer his questions, despite his asking them, she was not foolish enough to think he would not punish her for breaking the commanded silence. Instead she tried to spread her legs open further, inviting his continued touch, only to find they would go no further, thanks to the chains that connected the iron cuffs around her ankles. She shook them in a fit of frustration, looking down and scowling at the bindings before looking back at him again. Without a sound she mouthed a single word in his tongue, "Please."<br/>