Rauko bites her lip in a mixture of anxiety and confused pleasure as the purple-skinned woman continues to push deeper and deeper inside of her. She hates her captor for doing this to her, and wants to pull away... but the demoness had not been lying about keeping her unharmed, at least so far. And as strange as it feels for her body to be stretching and clamping down around the purple-skinned woman's sex, the infiltrator has to admit that it feels at least a little pleasant.<br/><br/>At least, until the tip of the demoness' cock bumps up against a literal wall inside of her.<br/><br/><em>Oh Shit...</em><br/><br/>Rauko blanches when she realizes the implications of the Demoness' intrusion into a place where only her fingers had gone before.<br/><br/>"S-stop... you have to stop there..." The infiltrator's words come out as ragged gasps, thanks to the violator's skilled (but still unsettling) ministrations; but she focuses enough to look at Nefisala as she voices her plea. So what if she's trying to hide a moan of pleasure at the feel of the Violator's lips against her throat while she does it?