She wasn't sure if she could understand her or not, but she tried to scream at her, "Fuck you." She flips her off before pulling on the cuffs so tight her hands are a bright shade of crimson.
Callie cries out unable to stop her. With her pants down, she can't kick at her anymore. Pulling with all her might on the cuffs, she throws her head back before slamming it into the table.
Callie's body reacted to Nadia's touch despite how much she hated it and couldn't stop it. She had a moment where she actually thought, 'that guard is FIRED!' Nadia's words angered her, and suddenly Callie simply went limp on the table.
'I won't give her the satisfaction. My body might reacted, but I won't. She'll have to stop when she's done anyway. She's not the worst thing I've had sex with either.' Callie closed her eyes making sure to not have her head turned in the direction of Nadia.
She snickered. "Sorry, some earth concepts still escape me." She thrust back in smoothly, rubbing against her cervix. "Not that I'd mind you killing me."
The pain was a dull ache as she forced her cervix open. Callie cried out into the table. "Stop it! You have to stop it! It hurts! It fucking hurts you fluff ball! Stop it! I'll cut your head off!"