You do what seems smartest and keep your mouth shut, not daring to tempt or antagonize her.
Jessica smirks at you and looks you up and down greedily, then scoffs. "I thought so." She lays on her back, resting her arms behind her head as she sighs in delight as her victim continues to struggle and scream. "If you're a good boy, I might let you have some fun before I turn you into assfat." She closes her eyes, smirking to herself while she waits for her meal to die off. "Maybe keep you around as my little slaveboy... feeding me... rubbing my belly..." She idly drums her fingers against the top of her gut as her meal starts to convulse and spasm from the lack of air.
