Oh, this was going to be a good experiment indeed. The girl was reacting wonderfully to Siolazar's ministrations, her body starting to give way to the feelings that the shadow being was generating in her. Her body was shaped well for her age, allowing a good grip upon her.

The shadows took upon a more tangible quality, and the tentacles within her shirt pushed outwards, bursting it open, her caramel chest exposed to the air, the bra being pushed off with the expansion of the shadows. The tips of the tentacles split into many small tentacles of their own, stimulating every part of her breasts, paying special attention to run over the tips of her nipples with care.

During this, the self-stimulation continued, Siolazar sliding her fingers in and out of her now, each digit slick with wetness from her moist sex, each push inward a little deeper than the last, lasting a little longer than the one before it. Then, her hand was let go for the moment, and a long sinew of shadow was rubbed against her slit, not pushing inside, teasing at her.

The muffled scream drove Siolazar on, and it's mind raced through the differing possibilities of what he could do to his unwilling subject. Perhaps it could tease her until she released and was nothing more than a shivering mass of flesh on the floor, mind lost in pleasure. Of course...this would prohibit it from further experimentation, for if it merely did everything on the first meeting, it would leave no further potentialities.

The fingers were withdrawn for the moment, as well as the tentacle rubbing against her sopping wet slit. The arms teasing her breasts did not cease however, continuing his playing with her, keeping her aroused, but not to the point of climax, leaving her on teetering on the proverbial knife blade. Then it waited for her reaction, curious as to whether or not she wanted more or not.

Siolazar watched the girl as she struggled between wanting more and the utter fear within driving her to try and flee. Perhaps now it would give her a choice. It would require a bit of a gamble, but it could hande that.

As the shadows continued to caress and keep her teetering, Siolazar stretched out its shadowy form, taking a piece of chalk fallen on the floor and it raised it to the blackboard. It began to scribbe upon the board, writing a message for her.

"Do you want me to continue?"

After this, the shadowy pool retreated away from the board and the chalk, taking pains to stay invisible from her sight. As the extended portion returned to the main mass, Siolazar quivered again, letting it's entire body shiver, the motion transferred through the tentacles to the girl. After a moment, a large mass of shadow turned itself into a ribbed tentacle and pushed itself against her wet slit, just sliding the head of it into her moist sex, wiggling a bit like a worm on a hook.

As the muffled 'no' was given by the girl, Siolazar quivered a bit with amusement. The girl said no, but her bodies rhythmic pushing against the shadow creature told a different story. This was how it always was, the mind trying to fight against the body, and the urges that the experiments created. So, back to the drawing board, as it were.

"You say no, but your body tells me otherwise. Are you sure?

As if to emphasize the choice, Siolazar pushed the ribbed tentacle within her a bit more, this time rotating as it pushed, each thrust in time with the finishing of every word on the chalkboard. It would be intriguing to see if the subject submitted to her urges, or whether she could remain strong.

Siolazar couldn't say it was surprised at her reaction. After all, it was basically raping her. Not really a common trait for girls to like that sort of thing. However, the shadowborn had started this experiment, and it intended to finish it. It preferred coercion when necessary, but force was always an option.

"A pity then. Here I had hoped so dearly to have you enjoy this. Your body certainly does. Why not let things run their course, hm? After all, I have not hurt you."

If she resisted again, Siolazar would use force to obtain the data required, whether the girl wanted to comply or not. Besides, sampling data where fear was involved was always good, since it varied so much in subjects.

A quiver ran through Siolazar, one of annoyance. It had been more than patient with the girl, and while she seemed to be enjoying it, she stalwartly refused to give in. Ah well. More than one way to skin a cat.

"A pity."

As the message was written upon the board, the ribbed tentacle pushed deeply within Maya, penetrating deeply into her coffee colored skin. It slid in and out of her rapidly, with varying pace and twisting motions along it's length, working on stimulating the girl's body as much as possible.

"I had wanted for you to go along with this, and get some pleasure from it, since I am a rather reasonable being, but alas."

The shadowborn was perturbed slightly. No one had fought this hard against it's tests before, especially after being so easily captured. No matter how hard it tried, she wouldn't admit to liking it. Oh well. It didn't matter really. It would collect the data that it required.

"Why should I? You are but a subject for my experiment. Either enjoy it, or suffer, I care not."

The inky tentacle plunged into Maya harder and faster now, just wanting to end the experiment and collect the data. This one would gain no enjoyment from the tests, so there was no reason to waste time. A pity though. This one was rather nice. But one should never let ones likes get in the way of their work.