How did this happen? ... Ring my bell ...

'How did I get in this situation?' Ranma thought as Tatewaki embraced his unresisting female body. Strong arms drew Ranma close so that his breasts mashed up against the kendoist's chest. His head tilted back of its own accord, letting Tatewaki press down with a wet lip lock. Tounges wrestled together, hips rocked, and knees trembled, but still Ranma's body made not even a token protest.

His mind was another matter. His brain was racing with over a dozen plans to escape, from complicated deception to the direct application of ****. He liked the last plan. It would be simple to slip from the tight embrace, to thrash Tatewaki within an inch of his life, to bound out the second story window and escape over the rooftops. However, Ranma just couldn't do it. He wanted to, but his body just did not respond. It was obedient to the commands Nabiki had given.

It obeyed the ringer of the bell.

'Oh, yes,' Ranma recalled as Tatewaki's hands wandered down to places he'd rather they not go. 'That darned bell...'