Despite her enthusiasm, it was also clear that Nelchael was disgusted with herself, but a combination of her swearing to serve Amara, and the staff's influence have left her very nearly a prisoner in her own body.<br/><br/>Despite this, she gets quite into the act very quickly, sliding her way up Amara's body, pinning her to the bed with her hands on her shoulders, as she impales herself on the long, thick shaft with a satisfied groan, riding it all the way down to the hilt, slowly shifting her hips. "You feel amazing," she moans, panting.