Sasha's body trembled as she felt him gaze upon her as he rubbed his semi hard cock rub against her folds as if only to further make her feel shame. She turned her head in protest, blushing from it all. She didn't at all like the way he seemed to handle her and look at her as an object of sexual pleasure... did she? The woman kept her head turned not uttering a single word at first as she seemed to be gathering her own senses. She tried wiping the drool from the corner of her lips using her shoulder with little luck reaching and wiping it off very much. "Your g... going to wish you... were dead... when I get free..." She softly spoke as her fierce bluffing voice yet again failed to project itself as she laid before him in her light bondage. "Y...you better r... release me and run... b... while you can while I am.. feeling merciful." She softly threatened him as if giving him some ultimatum to save his life.