Pull her into your arms

Instead of trying to find the words, you draw her closer and once again kiss her gently. This embrace is nothing at all like the majority of the brutal sex scenes from the movie, but at least as far as you are concerned, just as satisfying. Judging by the way she presses closer to you and the soft gasps as your arms wrap around her, you're pretty sure that Sandra appreciates your caring approach. The last thing you want is for her to think that you're kissing her has anything to do with the brutal rapes you just watched. It doesn't look like that is going to be a problem.

"Mmmm, Stephen." Sandra's soft lips finally pull away from yours with a sigh. "You really don't think I'm messed up?" Her dark eyes blink slowly, almost like an anime character, "you know, because I get excited by seeing women tied up and abused?"

"Not if you don't think it's creepy that I get all hot and bothered by seeing groups of long-legged maidens and imagine what it would be like to have my pick of them." Her giggle is as sweet as it is unexpected as are the words that follow.

"Do you have any rope, Stephen?"

"Huh?" It is not the smoothest answer, but it is after all, almost 2 in the morning and her question is a complete non sequitur.

"If I were a captured princess that has to be interrogated, Stephen, I would be brought back securely tied up and totally helpless." You can't believe this is the same young woman who Vivian warned you was so innocent. "You'd have to be very firm with me, break my stubborn resistance in order to get the information you need."

"I don't know, Sandra." You hesitate, not at all certain you are comfortable where this is going. "You want me to tie you up?"

"Yes." Her breath comes out almost like a sigh of relief, "But not just tie me up, I want you to break me, humiliate me, make me beg for mercy. I want you to do as many awful things as you can until I can take it anymore."

"Sandra, I don't want to hurt you." This has definitely gone to a place that you could never have predicted.

"Please, Stephen." Her dark eyes meet yours unflinchingly. "All I have to do to get you to stop is reveal where my rebel army is hiding, right?" Her hand rests on your chest holding you as securely as the tightest arm-bar.

"You're the only one who knows my secret. Who else can I ask?"