"You..." She gritted her teeth, was prepared to say something, anything. And then it came. And everything she thought she could say she was prepared for went completely out the window. A brief thought that maybe, just maybe, Alkaid was tough enough to tackle this on...but then she was counting on that. Even using it against her. It was, it was...

Her head twisted, tipped back, and a guttural cry escaped her as so many things she shouldn't possibly have been feeling were being felt in excess. Twisting, thrashing a little even, as that toy thrust itself deep inside of her tight, and slowly growing less tight, asshole. A haughty whine escaping her as her eyes teared up and her body shuddered violently.

She wasn't in over her head. She was already a drowned corpse.