POSSIBLE SENSITIVITY/TRIGGER WARNING
Virgin sacrifice? Yeah that did nothing to soothe her. Tears continued to roll down her face. So she was to be sacrificed? Killed? For what? To please this divine being who sought them harm? Her teeth dug into the gag as she grimaced from the wracking pain in her chest as she struggled to subdue sobs of terror and mortification. She didn't want to be raped, but at least she would have been alive at the end. "Please no, please no no no no, I didn't ask for this, I didn't know, I didn't know!" the blonde midwife begged in her mind. How was it Cel could call this being with such ease, and yet her cries for mercy and safety went unanswered?
The god's power overcame her with ease and her head dropped forward, her thick blonde tresses hanging around her shoulders and face, almost like a curtain. Unlike perhaps the other two, her own sexual desires were not so simple, not bubbling under the surface waiting to be unlocked. These desires did not come easily to this girl, she had never actually felt those sorts of emotions before, and while obedience was easy to bring forth, desire would not be. Tears still fell down her cheeks, her subconcious still aware of the perceived danger, but Phoebe's concious mind had been fully suppressed. As Cel touched her she didn't not react, she did not look. Her gaze was almost vacant as Cel looked at her, deadened by the god's will for obedience, but not showing anything more.
Remi
Virgin sacrifice? Yeah that did nothing to soothe her. Tears continued to roll down her face. So she was to be sacrificed? Killed? For what? To please this divine being who sought them harm? Her teeth dug into the gag as she grimaced from the wracking pain in her chest as she struggled to subdue sobs of terror and mortification. She didn't want to be raped, but at least she would have been alive at the end. "Please no, please no no no no, I didn't ask for this, I didn't know, I didn't know!" the blonde midwife begged in her mind. How was it Cel could call this being with such ease, and yet her cries for mercy and safety went unanswered?
The god's power overcame her with ease and her head dropped forward, her thick blonde tresses hanging around her shoulders and face, almost like a curtain. Unlike perhaps the other two, her own sexual desires were not so simple, not bubbling under the surface waiting to be unlocked. These desires did not come easily to this girl, she had never actually felt those sorts of emotions before, and while obedience was easy to bring forth, desire would not be. Tears still fell down her cheeks, her subconcious still aware of the perceived danger, but Phoebe's concious mind had been fully suppressed. As Cel touched her she didn't not react, she did not look. Her gaze was almost vacant as Cel looked at her, deadened by the god's will for obedience, but not showing anything more.
Remi
