The girl's breath hitched, looking at the dildo hovering around her pussy.
Velra only smiled, seeing her like this.
"You're used to pain," Velra said softly.
"They taught you to take beatings like badges. Bruises like medals."
She tilted her head.
"But what happens when the body is taught to chase something else?"
She smirked, her breath brushing the girl's cheek.
And without hesitation or pause, she slid the dildo slowly inside her soaked pussy.
The girl flinched violently, shoulders jerking back, breath catching in her throat.
It wasn't pain like she was used to.
It was something else that she never felt.
Her legs trembled. Her back arched.
She shook her head.
But her hips tilted, grinding involuntarily, her body craving more.
Even if her mind resisted.
She had never been taught to process this kind of stimulus.
Velra stayed close, voice low.
"You were trained for pain, but not for this."
The girl didn't answer.
Her chest rose faster with each second.
