You won't be taken out THAT easily...

As quickly as you can, you push yourself off the ground, and get into a boxing position. "I'm not your lover." She smirked, charging up her heat vision. The moment she fired, you duck your head and feel the rubble rain down on your hands protecting your head, and on your back.

"I've dreamt about you, lover," Tea taunted, "so here's how it's gonna go down: I'm gonna ride you and you're gonna give me the best loving I've ever had. You refuse, and I'll hurt you until your bones break. Capiche?" So many questions go through your mind: who was this girl? Why call you a lover if she never met you before? Least of all, why did the teleporter send you here...?

"No," you said firmly. And that made Galatea's eye twitch.

"Your funeral, lover..." And she threw punches at you, only to have them avoided or blocked. Having her frustration rise, Tea grabbed your neck, briefly **** you just before throwing you two stories downward. Your back broke the floor underneath as you crashed, and got broke too, making her cry out in agony. She plummeted down and you had to act quickly, rolling back on your hands to push off with them. She straightened her flight pattern and watched as you stood in front of her, with one closed from the pain.

"Nauseating as it is, I can see why she likes you," she frowned. "You're heroically stubborn." She then smirked at you. "And you threw your back out. Poor baby..."

"Spare me. You don't really care," you shot back. She then walks up to you, and strangely stops in front of you.

"You're right. And with you here with me, fucking like animals, she'll come right to me." Before you can even protest, she then knocks you out with a swift punch. And as you regain consciousness later, you feel a pressure on your groin, something... wet? You see that Tea was riding you tauntingly and slams down on your groin every time. But you couldn't move to stop her.

You were restrained to an examination table!