Yes, with a low blow!

His arm wraps tightly around your neck, pulling your head against his shoulder and restricting your airflow. His other hand continues to hold your wrists behind your back, ensuring you can't escape his grip. He presses his body flush against yours, trapping you completely. "You're not going anywhere," he pants in your ear, his breath hot against your skin. His hips grind against yours, making his intentions clear. "I've waited too long for this moment. To finally have you at my mercy." His fingers dig into your wrists, a painful reminder of your predicament. "Now, are you going to be a good girl and submit, or do I need to teach you a harder lesson?" His grip tightens, cutting off more of your air supply as he waits for your response.

As he staggers towards you, you sidestep his punch and grab his arm, twisting it behind his back. He yelps in pain as you apply pressure to his injured elbow. "You're going to regret that," you growl in his ear, pushing him face-first against the wall. With your free hand, you grab a fistful of his hair and yank his head back ."I think it's time I showed you what happens when you mess with me." You press your knee into the small of his back, pinning him in place. "First, I'm going to make you apologize for your behavior," you say, twisting his arm further."Then,I'm going to teach you a lesson you'll never forget." You lean in close, your lips brushing against his ear. "And trust me, cousin, by the time I'm done with you, you'll be begging for mercy."