You're strong, and I'm beginning to enjoy myself immensely. But I do need to get you down to the basement. I swing an uppercut into your tummy--- nothing too devastating, but enough to knock the wind out of you and stop you from grappling at me. As you recover from the blow I suddenly hoist you over my shoulder, both of us facing the same way.
"I know you won't do this," I finally reply to you, my voice as mild as ever. "I'm doing this to you." As we get down to the basement I look about, spying the pipes I hoped would be there. I throw a rope over one, before reaching into my bag for manacles.
I click the manacles over your wrists. "Now, I"m going to rape you, whether you struggle or not," I say. "So it comes down to how much you want to hurt."
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You can struggle, or not. If you do fight me, I won't mind..
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