Jordan smiles as she sees her friend preparing herself to leave, using the towel as a sort of improvised dress, she should have though of it, but something tells her they would not allow them to wear any of that... and sadly her suspicious are confirmed a few moments later when Miri tries to leave, and she sighs.<br/><br/>"Well is was worth a try." says Jordan to herself as she continues praying, she could hear the sounds of boots coming and going when she is almost done, just  a couple of minutes before she needs to go too...<br/><br/>******<br/><br/>When she feels the strong hand around wrist arm and pulling her out of the water she opens her eyes confused and drowsy, for a moment not knowing where she is. Olga did the same to her in the past once when she was out for training, when they were mere acolytes, and her first instinct was to call her name when she is sprawled in the wet floor, her breasts molding themself at the pressure of the ground, "Hey... Olga, don't do that!"<br/><br/>But before she can say or do nothing she sees the male legs in front of her "Hey, you are not Olga" and then she is forced down, the full weight of the man against between her shoulderblades makes it impossible for her both to move and to breath for a moment, so she don't even resist as the man incapacitates her by shackling her hands together.<br/><br/>When the pressure over her shoulder eases she can breath normally again, but as she tries to free herself Jordan notices that is simply no way she could do it, but when she hears the man's voice she knows what kind of mistake she did by staying there by herself.<br/><br/>"Hey, you brute.. let me go, my friend surely will be back." said Jordan with little conviction as the man felt her u, caressing roughly her sides and down to her ass, "besides your boss will hate that you are using his precious merchandise... ouch!" cries Jordan as the man slaps her ass, the young priestess can feel as the hand prints itself red against her soft and pale skin. "stop... don't do that! you have shown your point and there is no public, there is no need for further humiliating me!" said Jordan, biting her lip, tyring to sound more commanding and proud than pleading, vulnerable and afraid as she felt... the next slap whole body tremble as she cried an "ayyy" and her eyes filling themselves with water, she felt like a young girl. afraid, alone and about to cry. "Stop... don't do that."