Lyra kept her head hung low as Engel's hands continued to roam. She felt dirty and used, her modesty slowly being stripped away bit by bit. He'd already torn her down in the darkness of his bed chamber, but having him do such lewd things in front of other people (in front of Theo) felt even worse. Her skin burned with the shame of his unwanted attention and she pretended to be blind and deaf to the horrible situation that was her cruel reality.<br/><br/>Engel was intent on ripping away the last vestiges of her pride and self-worth and she felt like crying when he told Theo to feed her in such a humiliating matter. Her chest was bare now, breasts out in the open for all wandering eyes to see, but she kept her head low until she felt the food pressed to her lips. She parted them out of obedience, but a fearful whimper left her lips when Engel thrusted forward, allowing her to feel his hardness against her opening. The dress did little to protect her from the rigid limb.<br/><br/>She took the food in her mouth as Engel took her lips in his. It was a lewd and degrading kiss, and Lyra kept her eyes shut as the scene unfolded before Theo's eyes. She could hear him apologizing then, but she was far too busy trying to hide within herself, if she shut off her mind it would take Engel much longer to break her. The sordid kiss eventually ended and Lyra returned her gaze to the ground, too ashamed to look Theo in the face. One small mercy was that it meant she couldn't see the obvious tent that had appeared at the frontmost part of his breeches.