With unveiled disgust, Elandriel stared as one of her sisters knelt before one of the soldiers and took his shaft so deep into her mouth that his soft sack was pressed to her chin. How could she DO such a thing? That was not a place to be taking that portion of any man, let alone a human, and she seemed able to do so without even a moment of either pain nor apology to the Great Lady!<br/><br/>Worse yet, one of the others coiled herself around Elandriel's own waist and under her up-tied leg, nuzzling like a great slender cat at her exposed sex - making the new priestess moan too, but in revulsion. It was unheard of for one woman to touch another in such away among their kind, and Elandriel tore her eyes away, looking up at the third through a veil of tears.<br/><br/>"My duty lies elsewhere!" She insisted, pleading as the other stroked her cheeks. "You know this - even if you cannot free yourself from this, please do not condemn me to the same- ah! AH! No! Not there, not THAT! NO!" Her screams suddenly echoed down the barracks as the spit-slicked cock pressed against her vent, forcing inward where no penetration was meant to be. It drew even tighter, trying to keep him out, and she squirmed in her bindings, desperate to elude his touch and that of - horrors, it made her stomach twist! - the elven tongue that pressed and laved to ease the way for his too-large protrusion.<br/><br/>Tight and tiny, she was able to keep him at bay a short while, though it hurt terribly to do so. The pressure made her cry out wordless screams, though, and in one unfortunate shift her muscles slackened a moment, letting the tip of him begin to spread her and sink in amidst searing pain.