Feels herself being lowerer and lets her feet down, but so exhausted, she still crumples into a ball at the foot of the bed cowering at the sight of the demon coming for her.  Her eyes dart between the exit and the demoness, her uncontrollably drawn to her impressive endowments, having never seen such things before other than her own breats,  which she had been taught to cover and ignore.<br/><br/>As her wrist are unbound, she shrinks away, feeling the press of those bare breasts against her body, making her tremble.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>