"Sylvia, no!" Illania cried almost unwillingly, lurching forward a step as she spoke. But she looked utterly horrified as they were taken into the room, struggling weakly against her captors.<br/><br/>Sylvia tried to fight, but she was too weak from confinement, and too exhausted. The women managed to get her into the room easily enough, and her struggles intensified slightly as she was secured to the bed, her eyes widening in shock at the woman. In spite of herself, Sylvia felt her arousal growing. But she swallowed hard for a moment, gasping as the piercing was removed, and then spat. "Bite your tongue off and die!"