No

He decided to let her struggle and squirm, figuring that she'd wear herself out and get too tired to resist. Making it easier for him to do anything he wanted to do to her.

As he continued to hold Liz firmly against the chair, she kicked and flailed, trying every way she could to get away from him. As he watched her struggle, he watched her chest rise and fall as she tried to catch her breath. Her writhing in the chair caused her blazer to open wide. Looking down at her chest, from above, Brian could see Liz's nipples straining through the fabric of her bra and shirt. "HMMMM!", he smirked, "She must be getting exited."