Spectre moved a tendril up between Kanoe’s legs - something she might have seen if she had not closed her eyes. Perhaps Clarice could have alerted her to the imminent penetration, if she had not also averted her gaze. But, as it was, the dark witch had no warning. The shaft of chaos suddenly stabbed into Kanoe’s dripping sex, filling her completely in one swift stroke. If that didn’t push her over the edge, the words that rumbled through her quivering insides almost certainly would.

“Do not turn away, Clarice.” Spectre spoke to the blonde witch, even as it used the sensations to hyper-stimulate her lover. “You will have to be able to watch.”

"Your lucky... I can't move," she hisses with venom, finding herself pulled to wanting, needing to help Kanoe, but her strength wained. She found no energy to even lift herself, and was forced to watch from her position as a tendril penetrates her lover's dripping folds. Fists tighten, maybe more in jealousy then anger that he would touch her in such a way she did.

Eyes narrow and lips part to show gritting teeth. If she could, she would've blasted him away in an instant. But her own body was left to his mercy, Spectre being the monster he is would soon have her as well once he filled his satisfaction with poor Kanoe. Even if the voices vibrations weren't directed at her, they struck home to her cunt and breasts, stimulating them and pushing back what little defenses she could have. Sweat glistens her body in already wet robes, she wouldn't be able tot ake much more before she would return to the sexually needy phase she once was in while Kanoe was fighting.

The only thing she felt she could learn from this... was Spectre's silence in her questions. She took them all as a yes since he compeltely ignored them, but it was true as what Kanoe was thinking, it wouldn't help either of them now. Tears slide from the side of her face as she watches the woman begin to succumb to her dark desires of the flesh. She couldn't find mroe words to express her apology for her lover for not being able to help her... once again.

Kanoe was caught completely unaware as the tendril of chaos spears straight into her body. Her body arches as her head rears back. The witch's eyes were open wide as she felt her walls tighten hungerly around the chaotic tentacle. A scream of pain and pleasure leaves her throat as her entire body quivers in her bonds. She was sure to cum soon from the mere tingling sensation of the chaos but the being had no intention of waiting.

The Voice rumbles through her folds, lingering and vibrating inside her g-spot. Her wide eyes flutter and roll back in her head. Hands clench into fists, toes curl as a blissful cry of release sounds throughout the room. Juices gush forth from her contracting walls. Moans sound with every heavy breath as Kanoe lets the feeling of release roll through her body. Any wish to fight was quickly smothered by lustful needs and desires. The witch did not even register Claire's threat. Her thoughts focused more and more on the Voice vibrating inside her skull and the tendril deep inside her sex.