Layla didn't know if she was going to be able to climax at that speed or angle.  And she didn't know if she was going to have to fake it, which put a bit of a stress on things and made her anxiety double, creating a catch twenty-two.  This meant that she was more stressed out and less likely to actually climax at all. Not that it was all that easy to move in water that was up to her collarbones.<br/><br/>It was easier if she didn't have to look at him, and she made the mistake of looking at the other female who was acting like a child. And then Layla just… stopped. She didn't know what to do. Seeing the woman hurting killed every ounce of desire that she had, it filled her heart with fear. And pain.  The man didn't stop and that made her angry.  She cried out and pushed at him, trying to get away from him.  She knew nothing of his ritual and would likely have sabotaged it on purpose had she known.<br/><br/>"STOP!" she cried, though while she intended to be<em>loud</em>and firmly spoken, her words were a quiet plea, almost breathy and whispered.  Her body<em>shook</em>like a leaf with fright. "STOP! This isn't right! It isn't right!" Oh he surely thought she was nothing but trouble now, someone to be punished for her insolence.  "It isn't right. She's hurting.  What you're doing is<em>killing</em>her."  She fought his body and toppled off, landing rather unceremoniously in the water before coming up with a sputter, spitting out a stream of water. "Kill me if you must for being insolent." She'd done a lot of things but she'd never done something that went this against her heart, not even the punching other females for men's sport. "Or turn me out to the desert. But please, don't make her watch this. Send her away. Please, Master, I pledge my allegiance to you, my obedience for life if you will just please spare her this agony."<br/><br/>While she looked brave, her strength was not much more than a veneer, though she did know that there wasn't much that he could do to her that hadn't already been done to her. The worst he could do would be to order her death… part of her thought that might be for the best and not the worst after all.<br/><br/>Her eyes moved to the woman and she looked at her, apology in her eyes though it wasn't for sharing her body with the man. "Men can have harems without group participation. At least for a while. This… is very shocking to her, I can tell and no one has even told me a word."  Had she not just arrived? Had she not just been thrust upon them? Had he even spent time alone with her before jumping right into the fleshly pleasures that plagued men's every thought?  No. He'd been an ass and had rushed everything, thinking only of himself.  A wise man would replay the events of the day and realize his rashness. Would this man? Perhaps some unwanted information… oh she would be flayed for this, she was sure.<br/><br/>"In the other house that I was in," she began nervously. "I saw a new harem girl brought in to the fold… this is much different than things happened there."  That was true.  Now to try to manipulate. "But… this… seems to be so…" She licked her lips, looking as if she was thinking of the word. "Accelerated, Master. It seems to be going rather fast. And while I probably shouldn't speak up, I have to admit that being near you was overwhelming and I… I can't help but want what we were just doing." That was true too, at least the last bit. "But I did not ever see the man who sent me here causing his harem girls any agony or pain." Also true, but a bit out of context as she hadn't seen them much except for when she was bringing in their food.  She'd see the cattiness, the jealousy and hatred, the way that the women forged alliances and twisted those friendships cruelly.  Maybe… maybe the other female, this Aisha, would be above all of that.  A lot of what she was saying was one hundred percent true. Things just might have had holes filled in from her imagination. She hadn't been able to be everywhere all at once.<br/><br/>"The harem girl I saw brought in was kept from the other women until she had carnally known the Master… Then she was introduced, her worth presented to the group based on how she performed… and the women were to treat her as the Master decreed, which could be badly if she was weak in her tasks."  It had seemed that the women ranked in how well they pleased their Master and if they didn't… their lives were hell.<br/>