Mohini's blood chilled at the look Masina gave her, and the soft tones of her voice, far too calm as she spoke sent a shiver down her spine. Mohini trembled in geniuine fear when the woman approached her with the mortar, and let out a little squeak when the taller amazon gripped her face and forced her lips apart.<br/><br/>Reluctantly, Mohini drank deeply of the herbal mixture, doing as Masina had instructed her, remaining silent save for the sound of the foul liquid passing down her throat. Her head back she was forced to look up at the evil woman who tormented her and though she wished she could stop herself, she couldn't fight back the silent tears of shame that trickled down her cheeks.