Nayru raised a brow; that was an<em>interesting</em>fantasy of hers.  Apparently this girl had been quite kinky all along, just never really put two and two together... or so the Marine thought.  Not a bad fantasy in any regard anyway, so Nayru was probably going to consider it... if she was a good girl anyway.  For now she remained silent, watching the clumsy attempt at a show--could have been worse though--and watching the woman willfully submit to her request, positioning herself on the bed that was still soaked with several massive cum patches from Nayru and Siobhan alike, wiggling and asking for it with her eyes.<br/><br/>"Very well.  You must call me mistress now, and you are<em>mine</em>." Nayru said, standing back up and taking hold of the toy, cleaned it quickly, and then strapped it on as she had before with Siobhan.<br/><br/>She didn't say another word, simply came up behind Lhaarsa, not getting on the bed, instead standing in front of it and pulling the woman's backside towards her, pressing the toy right against her sex, but still not yet penetrating her.<br/><br/>"This will hurt, but you will not cry any tears, understood?  Tell me when you are ready for me to begin thrusting." Nayru said, gripping her firmly by the ass "Now relax..."<br/><br/>Then, with a solid, singular thrust, she shoved the fake dick all the way in, up to the hilt, until her hips touched Lhaarsa's ass.  She didn't move after that, simply held the woman, and herself, steady, waiting for the inevitable pain of having had her barrier to womanhood broken at last to leave her before she began to truly fuck her.