[Outwardly, she's ready and willing. Inwardly, she's terrified of this actually happening, struggling vainly against the compulsions Illya's powers have placed her under.
She yelps loudly at the first strike, as it sends her rocking forward. The pain of the strike catches her by surprise, but even moreso... the way she felt that thrill and desire building betrays itself in a gasping little moan. It's not just physically. Even deep down, her very core being stops fighting back for a moment. It just... felt so good. Her usually fiery inner self is stunned into meek cooperation, as she quickly rights herself and gets back into position, bracing herself for the impact more this time.
With each strike, she grows a little more flushed and breathless, crying out in pleasure as much as pain. And the worst part is, she's not sure she'd do anything to stop it even if she had full control of herself. It's humiliating, and she hates it on principle! But it feels so wonderful being humiliated like this... and somewhere in there, she hates that even more!]
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She yelps loudly at the first strike, as it sends her rocking forward. The pain of the strike catches her by surprise, but even moreso... the way she felt that thrill and desire building betrays itself in a gasping little moan. It's not just physically. Even deep down, her very core being stops fighting back for a moment. It just... felt so good. Her usually fiery inner self is stunned into meek cooperation, as she quickly rights herself and gets back into position, bracing herself for the impact more this time.
With each strike, she grows a little more flushed and breathless, crying out in pleasure as much as pain. And the worst part is, she's not sure she'd do anything to stop it even if she had full control of herself. It's humiliating, and she hates it on principle! But it feels so wonderful being humiliated like this... and somewhere in there, she hates that even more!]