Valeria, you try to hit the monster again, but the lust you're feeling, combined with the sensations coming from the tentacles working all your holes prove to be much too distracting for you to achieve much. Instead, you're picked up once again, feeling almost like the monster is playing with you, as cat would a mouse, except with much deadlier stakes.<br/><br/>Aenwyn, you take perfect advantage of the timing of the monster reaching for Lilliastre to stab your sword right into its weak spot, driving it hard and deep, unconcerned for your own well-being, for the tentacle driving into your ass so hard now that pain is being mixed in with the pleasure. But, then again, haven't you experienced something like this before, when at the hands of one of your rougher lovers?