“Give up already. I know you want to.” His hips grind into hers like he’s trying to get under her skin. “Your people don’t care for you. All you’ve ever done was disappoint them. And now, that insolent traveler you considered a friend is gone.”

Slowly, gently, the realization dawned on her that even if she kept up an iron shield and refused to give in there truly was no saving grace for her. No one would come to her rescue in shining armor, she doesn’t live in a happy little fairytale where the princess locked in a tower is saved by her prince charming like in those books she’d always read. This isn’t a dream. She can’t close her eyes and suddenly all is okay again.

The Balladeer ruthlessly drilled into her, his cock slamming and pushing himself so deep that her stomach bloated where his dick would push up against, right in the middle of her cute tummy. His furious cock demanded more and more friction, his pace all jagged and sloppy like an inexperienced young boy would have but with all the sexual rage of a sadist, all the while Nahida’s loud cries and whines turned into desperate panting, losing the ability to even make noise anymore as reality around her got blurry, incomprehensible.

“You have no one.” He growled, the hands gripping her so tightly cackling with lightning. She could feel the electricity begin to prickle her skin, hitting deeper and deeper, and it went straight to the fire in her loins. “You’re a waste of space, utterly pointless. Nobody would want you except for me.”

Piercing, electric agony was inflicted onto her sides, digging right into her skin and veins. “Nobody but me. Only. Me.”