The poor abused girl yeeps out as she's held in the air by both legs, finding this position to be quite uncomfortable to say the least, a reminder of how much she's at the mercy of her captor right at the moment. A gasp escapes her at the first touch of the dragon's tongue as it licks and tastes her, brushing over her folds as a curious heat begins spreading through her. Stifling a soft cry, her body tenses up with each long, slow lick, these sensations a lot more....well...pleasurable then the rape at the hands of the goblins. Her mind may recoil at what is happening as well as what the beast intends to do, but her body's reaction is a lot more...eager, wanting to continue these nice feelings.