Tie Vanessa up.

You get a coil of rope and wrap it all around Vanessa's body, binding her arms behind her back, tying her legs together, crisscrossing around her torso and making her boobs jut out. When time starts up again she jerks to a halt, suddenly unable to move, reduced in less than a second to nothing but a pretty little bondage toy. A fine come-down for the mighty sorceress. She flexes, wriggles and tumbles backward onto the floor of the tavern floor, her face a mask of pure rage, howling in defiance as everyone laughs at her **** attempts to break free.

"This isn't fair! It's my fantasy, not yours! I'm supposed to be the one in charge here!"

She doesn't look very in charge to you, all tied up and thrashing about in her sexy underwear. Her face is bright red and her hair is getting all ruffled. Everyone can see her. It's obviously mortifying, but you think you can make it a little bit worse for her.