Give in.

With the man looming over her, she felt some need to confirm. What if this man spread rumors she was beastly? She couldn't have that. Jessica closed her eyes and nodded.
"I see you have some good sense to yah. Now first let me see yah face." He stepped over her, and leaning over grasped her face.

She wasn't sure what he was looking for, but rough finger traced over face, lingering on her lips, slipping into her mouth. "Mmm" he moan groaned absently as his finger lingered in her mouth. But it continued its journey and lifted her lip up, exposing her teeth. "Hmmm...". Next he spread her eye open, treating her to the terrifying closeness of his inspection. He ran a hand through her blond hair.
"All good here" He stepped down to bring himself level with her chest. "Now don't worry, this is alllll routine" he said as he brought a hand to her bosom. He gropped her for half a minute before slidding a hand into brassier. Jessica flinched at the forced intimacy, but she felt a tingle of arousal, and his fingers had found her nipple, pointed and sensitive and she let out a girlish gasp as he pinched it crudely. "Oh?" He pinched harder, and the pleasure tipped to pain, but Jessica muted her cry, though she did flinch in reaction. With a sigh the man removed his hand.
He picked up her left arm and inspected it, and dropped it back down at Jessica's side.
Stepping down once more, he hovered over Jessica's skirt. Jessica's eyes squinted tight as she expected more of his rough handling. She felt her skirt lift.

There was a tense pause. Jessica was uncertain what he was doing or looking at. Jessica's mind then remembered... she had just been fucked silly by that Brute not minutes ago. Surely his scent still lingered, and other proofs perhaps remained despite her hasty clean up.
Jessica felt her skirt drop.

In low voice she heard the man speak "Fire cleans all impurities." She bolted upright to see her cocktail lit midair flying toward her.