She did not behave. Of course she did not. And he wasn't surprised.

The seconds of loosening up the rope that held her arms behind her back felt like an eternity. Again her thoughts and focus were washed away by the burning wave that his fingers send through her, still gentle but determinend closed around her throat, holding her in place. Feeling his breath tingeling on her neck, how his free hand wrote sweet painful delight on her body as he let the ropes glide over her.
He blurred her mind, slowly dragged her with him under a hazy veil of losing control...

She wouldn't let him win that easily. So she waited for his next move. As he was done with the ropes, he seemed to have decided what he wanted to do with her, easily lifting her up a bit by her neck so he could pull off the boots from her feet and get rid of her pants. Kicking him wouldn't have too much impact now, she thought and bit her lip, as he wrapped his arm around her waist and finally brought her up to her feet again with ease. 

Her legs were shaking, the floor cold and rough underneath her feet. 

"Hm..." with a low hum he turned both of them around to the wall next to them, pressing her chest against the stone, his lower body locking onto hers, closing nearly ever gap between their bodies. His large fingers still caged her throath, this time more eagerly. She could feel his demanding, longing excitement eagerly pushing against her, making her dizzy in her head again. His free hand slowly ran down her side, caressing her chest, her waist, her hip. A quiet laugh from the menacing shadow caging her, as he began to push down her panties, a silent moan unwillingly leaving her lips, his sharp breath as she rammed her elbow into his chest.

The moment he losened the grip around her neck she grabbed his arm with both hands and turned around with all the force she could bring up, rolling into his arm and smashing him with his back against the wall. She fiercly pushed herself from him, aiming for the way out of the cell. Her movement was roughly stopped halfway.

"Oh, you will regret this, brat..." he hissed, as he threw her onto the floor, immediatly grabbing the rope again and dragging her with him through the cell back to the wall, where he firmly restrained her wrists above her head. A grunt of pain and frustration left her mouth as found herself kneeling in front of him again, staring up into the darkness where he leaned against the wall, almost complacent.

"You really want to be teached a lesson, won't you?..." he huffed, stretching her arms high above her head so he could see her face, the despise flickering in her bright eyes, so nasty and beautiful. Her unwillingness only fueled his excitement.

As he opened his belt, she felt it again. The shadow she just wanted to give into, the sensation of letting her restrained arms fully sink into his dominant grip, the sensation of just letting go...

"No more fighting back anymore, brat?...I like it when you do that..." he scolded, amusement in his voice. She looked up at him with sweet defiance in her eyes.

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Please have mercy with me that some movements might feel a bit weird, like that constant up and down and the undoing of the clothes 😅 Well, I had the images first and am writing this text on the go now while posting, so I have to be a bit creative to make it work 😁
And yes. I tested if the turn-around-wall-smashing actually works. It does. Even if it sounds a bit weird xD
And let's talk about that prop. I think I go back to transparent?...🤔 If you like that element at all, ofc. Well, current votes for the community shooting say yes, so...😂

ANYWAY. I hope you enjoy, even this set's story is not so lyrically-crafted but therefore a bit longer 😏

Aaaand there we also have it, the longest GIF so far ;)