Corr dunked her head under the hot water, ruffling her hair as she held her breath to get out the grime and the oils. She lifted her head a moment later, waves caused by her quick surfacing slapping at the two girls. “He didn’t look like one trapped. He looked like he was wallowing in her glory. Do you think he really is one? I don’t want to do what he says,” she complained softly, pouring oil onto her sister’s hair.<br/><br/>She rubbed at Ruhk’s head with greater care, even massaging the oil into the other girl’s scalp before sliding closer behind her sister to rub the oil on her slim shoulders, her back, then reaching around to apply the slick fluid to her pert little breasts. She rubbed and pinched at the erect tips, pressing her own breasts against Ruhk’s back. “Do you want to stay here so badly you’ll really do what he tells you?” she whispered like a lover’s promise, her lips brushing the soft shell of Ruhk’s ear, pinching tender flesh suddenly with a malicious cruelty.<br/>