Desperately contorting, she moans in pleasure, now lost in a world of bliss and pleasure, desperately trying not to slip down the slopes into a climax. Her voice grows harsh from her screams, and no longer is the voice a sensual pleasure to hear, but a ragged parody of its former beauty.<br/><br/>She is unable to acknowledge that the dragon even said anything too lost to anything other than try to endure.<br/><br/>(Sorry, missed the new post message somehow)