Cira tries to land a blow

Unable to take the denigration, Cira lunges at you, one hand covering her chest and attempting to slam you in the face with the other. You merely give a bemused smirk as you slip into increased speed and step aside to dodge the strike.

Within an instant a set of ropes is wound around the elf, wrapped around her torso to secure her arms to her sides, another rope is tied around her ankles, and you stuff a makeshift gag in her mouth.

Tied up mid-movement, Cira is suddenly helpless and simply keels over onto the floor, landing on her side and rolling onto her chest face-down. You rest a foot on her exposed ass, running your heel along the curve, eliciting muffled protests.

"Anyone else?"