There was no way out and admitting it to herself brought on a whole slew of negative emotions; disgust, hatred, but mostly fear. Her strength and magic had failed her and Engel's cruel limbs kept her in place like a cage; Lyra was a bird with clipped wings and he was her captor.<br/><br/>Unable to do anything else, Lyra closed her eyes and tried to detach herself from the assault that was about to take place. The noble girl tried to picture herself somewhere safer but Engel's delighted grin kept her rooted in place, and it was hard to imagine herself anywhere else when his rigid organ hod already aligned its crown with her untouched opening, as if preparing itself for the plunder. The feel of her entrance parting for him made her insides turn in utmost horror.<br/><br/>Engel wasn't one to waste time and Lyra's heart leaped into her throat as his bulbous head began sinking into her. Her walls clenched violently, a last ditch attempt to stop his unwanted invasion, but he was strong. Inch by inch, he parted her intimate petals, tearing her open so he could fit inside. The veil had warmed her for him, but she was far from ready and the introduction of his girth and length was a tearing-searing kind of torture. "No," the word came faster, more insistent as terror gripped her and as her hands shoved at his chest. "No! No! Please no!" It felt as if the Geslack noble was tearing her up from the inside, the friction alongside her dryness made it a very painful first penetration. By the time Engel had seated himself inside her,  her maidenhead was torn and she was trembling beneath him as tears streamed down her face.<br/><br/>The Geslack noble was<b>inside</b>her. It was a dirty, humiliating feeling. Lyra had never felt so violated in her life and her walls continued to clench uselessly in hopes of evicting him. Her tightness didn't stop him and a sharp pain coursed through her as he stabbed the offending organ deep. Lyra knew she was bleeding, but the Geslack prince, didn't seem to care. His words went in one ear and out the other, she was in too much physical pain to listen to any of his insults. As he spoke ill of her house she merely thrashed weakly beneath him; it did nothing. Engel had robbed her of all her strength and was wearing her thighs around his waist like a prize. She could only struggle as he took her, as she was deflowered by a Geslack snake in one of the most humiliating ways possible.<br/><br/>The Veil helped alleviate some of the initial pain, turning it to a stinging (almost pleasant) warmth instead, but it did little to comfort Lyra. Engel had found a rather cruel rhythm and the friction burned her from within. She was being rubbed raw as he entered her over and over, stabbing and stabbing and stabbing as if he would find something worthwhile if he slammed himself into her deep enough. She wanted to die.<br/><br/>Every thrust he made was as excruciating as it was cruel and it extinguished the fight in Lyra's eyes as she lie beneath him immobile, hoping that he would find his end soon so the pain of his thrusting would stop. She'd let go of her pride, merely wishing he would pull out of her and leave her to curl up and pick up the broken pieces of herself.  It was only when he granted her back her strength, that the Bremmington coldness creeped back into her eyes. It was barely there, but it brought back a spark of line into otherwise dead orbs.<br/><br/>Here. His words brought her back, pulled her back into her body that was being taken against her will. Her core burned, more pain than pleasure still, but she was already starting to grow slick (her body's attempt at self-preservation and the power of the veil) and there was also the beginnings of a small fire that made her feel even more disgusted with herself. Scared and already humiliated, she did the only thing she could think of to stop his impaling of her abused heat; she decided to fight. Lyra pulled her fist back and clocked Engel in the face, making sure her knuckle would slam into the bridge of his nose. Had she managed to stun him, she would begin screaming in frustration as she attempted to claw at his face and eyes.