[P] Calarel shakes off her mind break

As the pleasure wracks through her body, a spark is rekindled in Calarel. A will to resist grows back in her. Her screams of “NO!” take on a new character. He may have made her want this at the moment, but now she’d do anything to escape home. She tries to sit up, forgetting for a moment that she’s bound.

“One orgasm and the fight is back in you.” The man chuckled as he climbed off. “You’ll be so much more fun now.”

“You’re a half breed, you have no sympathy for us?” She tried appealing to their partially shared heritage.

“Not when you talk about us like that. But sympathy wouldn’t make me let you go. My mother was one of the grove’s lost, my father’s mother was one of the grove’s lost, and you will be the mother of my sons.” He began cooking something over the stove.

“Never.” Calarel stared straight up at the ceiling.

He turns around smiling as he sips a mug full of something hot.