Try and pull away.

You attempt to catch her off guard by grapping the foot standing on your chest but she anticipated your move. Her foot slips away just before you could get your hands on it and while you're still trying to figure out your next attempt to break free, you find both your arms already pinned to the floor above your head by her maids.

You struggle to break free but it's no use. Myranda just giggles playfully while she straddles you. "I like your passion." She whispers while playing with your hair. "But if you attack me a third time, I will make you pay!". You look up to your captor in terror, only to a wicket grin on her face.