Trish watched with interest from outside as the bulge in the side of the plant moved in quick jerks.  The plant was solid, but it was easy enough to see that dear Seras was pressed back against the inside of the pitcher plant... with each of the man's thrusts, her butt cheeks showed a bit.  Though Seras didn't reply to the Shaman's words, Trish knew very well she'd understood them.<br/><br/>"You girls can take your time getting those spears," she called out vaguely, though the girls off to get the weapons were well out of earshot.  The other women around her, however, were watching the show with wide grins on their faces.  If the man inside was capable of putting Seras to use, let alone so quickly and forcefully, he was surely still nice and healthy.<br/><br/>Amused, Trish stepped forward, and she hugged the pitcher from the outside.  She pressed herself forward so that she was almost spooning Seras' form through the plant's outer skin, and she giggled girlishly when she realized just how much she could feel of the man's efforts.  Seras surely had to be having quite a good time in there.<br/><br/>---Seras would surely feel Trish's body from inside, the push of thighs behind her rump and the bumps of breasts against her back.  However, while she would realize that the women outside didn't intend to leave her in here for long after all --- just long enough to get replacement spears --- the realization that Marcus was sliding her lower and lower might make her worry before long.  He was more and more on top of her now, pushing her beneath him... the ooze was rising up to her breasts now, and he didn't seem to intend to stop.  Surely he didn't intend to push her all the way under?<br/><br/>The fear of drowning her didn't seem to be on his mind, though.  Still gripping her wrists beneath the surface, he was still thrusting merrily away, making the ooze ripple in waves.  He still had his teeth on her throat, too, so surely he<span style="font-style: italic">couldn't</span>push her under without drowning himself as well.<br/><br/>Then he lifted his head clear of her, and he uttered a groan af pleasure; his brown eyes opened, rolled, and closed again.  He somehow increased his efforts again... which included adding even more of his weight to her.  Submissive or not, Seras would realize that he was about to push her completely under in his blind quest for release...!