[Oona nods, then picks up another book, flipping through the dog-eared pages until she finds what she's looking for. She reads slowly, carefully making her way through the part.]
His sword was long and hard, warm in her hand and heavy. It was bigger than she had expected, but her stomach tingled in desire for it as she guided it to her. When finally he pierced her through with it, she couldn't contain her cry of pleasure, which only grew louder as he continued to stab at her insides.
[She stops and makes an 'etc' gesture.] Goes on like that, quite a bit. Lots of stabbing and poking.
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His sword was long and hard, warm in her hand and heavy. It was bigger than she had expected, but her stomach tingled in desire for it as she guided it to her. When finally he pierced her through with it, she couldn't contain her cry of pleasure, which only grew louder as he continued to stab at her insides.
[She stops and makes an 'etc' gesture.] Goes on like that, quite a bit. Lots of stabbing and poking.