She continues to torment you

You are unable to move, and her finger slowly creeps down your bare chest. Myranda's nails seize your nipples and twist, sending you into a howl of pain. She twists harder and you desperately attempt to escape, fruitlessly. When she finally stops, your nipples are irritated and you are trying to catch a breath. She shifts her position, grabbing your wrists and pinning them to the ground with her hands, and pressing her feet into your face while she sits on your stomach. You turn your face to escape, but it's pointless.

"Lick."