Jordan understand what the Lamia is doing... is no only a show for the others, but its further breaking into her resistance... the woman surely has the mission of making all of them not only decent fighter for the show, but to make them dependant of the pleasure... still what her mind recognised had nothing to do with the desires of her body... and as she saw the Lamia's tail she trembled... not in fear but in anticipation.<br/><br/>When the brutish blonde began working on her breast once again Jordan could do nothing but moan with closed eyes, desperately waiting for the mistress bulbous and ridged tail... when she said she could have it as much as she want she diligently said "thank you Mistress," and as the tip pushed inside her she felt the bliss of being full, which only increased as the woman plunged in an out of her, the ridges of the tail brushing everything inside her.<br/><br/>Jordan tried to look away from Miri, ashamed of herselg as her body, so close to the ecstasy exploded in wave after wave of pleasure as the lamia played with her, her body cumming again and again, until her whole strength faltered and she lost consciousness, a smile full of bliss in her lips.