Silence reigned for a moment as Naeku sank into reluctant thought. Though neither of them now looked at Nora and Anne, their omnisense still gave them a sense of everything within the room.
Erik's servants had completely lost their composure. Their faces were twisted in need, desperation, and pleasure. Drool dribbled down their lips as they couldn't control their own desire or moans. Though tremors constantly rocked their bodies, they kept their legs open, despite Erik tormenting them by pressing his foot against the base of the vibrators inserted in their drooling cunts.
It wasn't often that he treated them with such harsh disregard… yet their expressions showed just how much they loved it.
Finally, Naeku's difficult expression relaxed. "Fine…" she sighed. "Though… Though I still have my reservations, I do think the good things about this cult outweigh the bad." Frowning, she finally turned to look at Nora and Anne again. "But, I do have some issues I want you to look at."
