The light glinted off the knife into Elandriel's eyes, but her gaze remained upon the young woman bound and nuzzling into the juncture of her spread thighs. A shudder of revulsion shook her, too, at the sight of her own fluids and those that the cruel man has deposited inside her diminutive sex.<br/><br/>"Please... Anything you can do, to distract... Please, I swear I'll not give you the wounds if you can but help me!"