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</div></div><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'">The sheer force of his hit caused the female's head to turn, a hint of copper lingingering on her tongue as she groaned softly. He wasn't playing any games with her, that was for sure. The force of his hit had forced her whole body to roll, not that she'd noticed from the sting in her jaw. A soft grunt escaped her lips as she felt him pin her with a pressure to her bindings, no doubt it was a knee or foot. A growl escaped her as she tried to shift, but to no avail. "Yet?" the female spat, and in turn, she spat the blood from her mouth as she tried to wriggle from the holdings. It didn't work, but she had to try.  His words caused a cold shiver to run down her spine. "And pleasure?" She snapped, she could hear the unfastening of his greaves, she knew exactly what he was planning, and she was not about to be his toy. <br/>
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The sheer grasp on her wrists, it felt like her bones would crumble under the pressure. It caused a pained whimper to escape her lips. A hiss of pain escaped her as she tried to buck her hips, but she wasn't able to throw him off or even move as much as she'd hoped. As he shifted, she conserved her energy and motivation. The brush of fabric brought about an understanding that she already had; he was preparing to rape her. The dark haired woman cast her head back, causing her strands to drift over her back. "You are so in need that you would take what you desire?" A soft chuckle escaped her as she took comfort in the cold ground beneath her. "I suppose you've truly lost your honor, take a woman with nothing, no defence, no fight. Does that pleasure you? How weak a woman could <i>seem</i>?"<br/>
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As the female struggled, it all seemed in vain. The moment she felt warm flesh brush against hers she tried to bucker her hips upward, to force him off of her. In fact, she'd enabled his plans. The pain of the heated flesh forcing its way into her caused a cry to leave her lips. Elena could handle pain, she was more then equipped to deal with stab wounds, broken bones. Not that she'd had to deal with much, she had managed to kill her targets; besides one. And he seemed set on taking what he wanted. <br/>
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"Let's hope you're big enough to even make an impact." The female growled softly.<br/>
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The pain she felt as she tried to fight him surging inside of her was something else entirely. It wasn't what she'd expected; she'd never been forced. It was painful, and hard for her to contain her vocals. Growls and whimpers ebbed from her as her body was intruded. The woman tried to shift her body to accommodate the huge intrusion, but there was no way. The raven haired female laid her head against the ground and tried to relax to reduce the pain. Usually, she'd embrace it all, but she wasn't fighting. There was no way she could. A slow, tender breath escaped her as she tried to turn herself from the victim into a willing participant. At least it was something she could take from him. Despite his movements, her rear would thrust back against him, thrusting him further as her face clenched with pain. He wasn't going to make her feel small, she was going to own it.<br/>
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