<table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://i468.photobucket.com/albums/rr50/akikokittel/Shadebanner.jpg) (http://i468.photobucket.com/albums/rr50/akikokittel/Psylocke.jpg)</td><td>Ayako whimpered into the dominating kiss, unused to her hair being pulled like this.<br/><br/>"It's an ugly word because rape is ugly. I'd still be a maiden if it weren't for a man raping me, back home...." her words trailed off in a pained squeak as the shadows formed clamps on her sensitive little nipples, causing her back to arch forward, unknowingly putting herself on erotic display for her tormentor.<br/><br/>Those fingers slid into her with relative ease.... she was anything but loose, the muscles of her pelvis almost crushingly tight around the woman's fingers. And yet, the pleasure she'd experienced thus far had drawn forth a slight layer of warm nectar within her, easing the woman's entry into Ayako's soft depths.<br/><br/>Her voice broken, the little girl, barely a woman, sobbed out, "Please.... no.... not again!"</td></tr></tbody></table>