Suddenly afraid again inside her rage, Jessie tries to keep her forearms behind her straight. The pain at her wrists as the rope cuts into them, now that she's on her knees, is agonizing in itself but she tries to catch her captor's eyes, his dark clouded look. When she feels she's got contact, she says meekly:
"Please, I'll be nice to you. Don't need that knife, I'll serve you. You want me to suck cock? I'll suck your cock hard, I'll be a good girl. Just calm down..."