Continue to praise her
From Create Your Own Story
"Please, I need you. I dream about you, your beauty."
You move closer to her, and she backs away, pressing herself against the wall.
"Jezebel, what will it take to make you believe my words? You are so beautiful, it hurts not to have you."
You put a hand on the wall to either side of her and press your body against hers. The warmth of it through her heavy clothes astounds you, and you feel yourself growing harder at the contact.
"No!" Jezebel yells as you press against her, and you're about to pull back at the shock of her outburst when she locks your arm into one of the shackles and spins about, rushing for the door while leaving you locked.
"Wait! Would you leave me locked?" you shout.
She pauses at this, and turns around.
