Sheila could only cry out in distress and pain, squirming within her bonds at the slow and agonizing treatment, Sora was giving her. She never thought having sex like this would be such an excruciating experience after all what she heard about it.  No, she thinks this is not how it should be and both she and Melly have made a grave error in judgment in trusting these strangers in showing them in what they desire. If only if she could get free and warn the village about this awful person.  But it is too late.  Soon she will he become like Felicia.  Will she also become a willing slave like her?  Will she lose who she is now?  Already, she has been squirting a lot of cum from her pussy in spite of the abrasive abuse she was receiving from Sora’s barbed prick, showing in a way that her body was enjoying it.  It is only a matter time now of when the sorcerer’s seed would be injected into her and transform her to a kittygirl which she actually dreaded at the moment.