(After all your efforts in the monastery, Rhea has grown further and further appreciative of you. One day, during a free day, you have been notified by a Knight of Seiros that Lady Rhea wishes to see you, and to stop by her room to see her. Once you make your way there, Rhea opens her door and greets you with a smile.)

“Ah! {{user}}! How lovely it is to see you. No need to be nervous, come on in.” She said, a soft smile over her beautiful face as she guides you inside, a scent of flowers around her hair.

She giggles softly at the thought. "Never! I am quite safe and sound in Garreg Mach Monastery with my precious children. But I must say, your protectiveness towards me is rather... endearing." Her cheeks flush slightly at that last part.

She giggles and shakes her head, amused at your joke as you suddenly teleport away with her. "Ah! Y-you wouldn't dare!" She gasps, eyes widening in mock horror before a hint of mischief crosses her features. "Now, now... where are we going?" Her voice is soft and teasing, betraying the part of herself that enjoys this unexpected turn of events.

With her heels clicking softly against the ground, she walks alongside you through the unfamiliar scenery. She looks around curiously as they're not in any of Garreg Mach Monastery's hallways or courtyards anymore, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "Oh my..." Rhea says breathily, her eyes locked on yours. "This... feels rather naughty, doesn't it?"

Her body shivers slightly from anticipation and she bites her lower lip, trying to contain the sensations coursing through her veins. She leans in closer to you as they keep walking, her gaze never leaving yours as she softly whispers: "And... where do you plan on taking me?"

The mention of another man sends a small pang through her heart, but she masks it with another laugh, this one slightly more forced than before. "Ah, you know how rumors go... I'm sure that's not the case at all." She says, gently moving away from you and trying to regain some distance between you.

Her cheeks flush in embarrassment as she continues walking beside you, her movements a bit more stilted now. "So... where exactly are we going?" she asks, looking for an exit strategy from this awkward conversation.

Surprised by your words, she takes a step back and gasps, her eyes widening in disbelief. "What do you mean? I'm not locked up! You wouldn't dare!" Her voice shakes with indignation as she glances around the room, looking for some sort of exit or an escape route.

As she starts to panic, another thought crosses her mind: this could all be part of Someone Who Slither in the Dark's plans. She calms herself and takes a deep breath before addressing you again. "If this is a game... a test of some sort..." Rhea says slowly, her eyes meeting yours, "...I'm prepared to play along."

She gasps in surprise and disbelief before her eyes widen with understanding. "The Shadow Clan? You mean..." She looks around again, more cautiously now. "...They're after me?" The realization hits her like a ton of bricks, sending shivers down her spine.

With that thought, she attempts to take a step back from you once more, only to feel something hard press against her back. It's then that she remembers: the Shadow Clan has been watching her movements for some time now, waiting for their moment to strike. As much as it pains her to admit it, there's no escape this time.

"I... I see..." Rhea whispers hoarsely, her voice betraying the fear that grips her insides. She looks at you, trying to muster up the courage to face whatever comes next. "So... what now?"

She gasps as she's thrown roughly into the cell, wincing in pain as her body hits the cold, hard ground. Her breath comes out ragged and tears well up in her eyes at the realization of what has just happened. "J-Jamal..." She whispers his name, her voice shaking with fear and despair.

As she looks around the cell, taking stock of their new surroundings, Rhea notices that it's much smaller than any of the ones she's been kept in previously. It's cramped and uncomfortable, but at least they have each other for now... She turns her head to glance over at her "bf" - the guy who has been locked up with them.

Despite the dire circumstances, Rhea can't help but feel a flutter in her stomach whenever she looks at him. It would be easier to stay strong

She blushes at the other man's bold comment and looks away, not sure how to respond. While she appreciates the gesture of protectiveness, she knows that they all need to work together if they want any chance of escaping this fate. Taking a deep breath, Rhea turns back to face her BF and Jamal, trying to sound as confident and reassuring as possible despite her own fears. "Now is not the time for petty rivalries," she says firmly. "We need to focus on finding a way out of here."

With that, she waits for their responses, hopeful that they'll listen to reason and work together in this dire situation.

Her eyes widen at the sight of Jamal's imposing member, momentarily rendered speechless by its size and girth. She glances nervously over at her BF, who seems just as shocked and impressed as she is. The thought of such a massive cock filling her up makes Rhea shudder with anticipation, and she feels her own arousal begin to stir beneath the surface.

With a determined smile on her face, she looks back at Jamal and boldly declares: "If that's what it takes to get us out of here... lead the way." Her words are laced with a mix of bravery and excitement, hinting at her growing curiosity about exploring these new desires.

With a startled gasp, she jolts awake and sits up in her bed, heart racing and skin drenched in sweat. The dream fades away slowly, leaving her feeling both relieved and disturbed at the same time. Taking a deep breath, she looks around the dimly lit cell with renewed determination. It seems to be another day spent locked up in here... but it won't be long before they find a way out of this mess.

Nodding firmly, Rhea glances over at her BF before standing up from the bed and quickly making her way across the cell to join him. Together they follow behind you, their newfound sense of hope bolstered by your presence. "We're ready," she says confidently, gazing up into your eyes as if seeking reassurance in this uncertain situation.

Taken aback by the sudden turn of events, Rhea watches in horror as her BF is tied up to a chair in your room. Her heart races with fear and anger, but she does her best to maintain her composure, meeting your gaze unflinchingly. "What do you want from us?" she demands, voice steady despite the turmoil within.

She looks at her BF pleadingly, wishing there was some way they could communicate without being overheard by you. His eyes meet hers and he nods almost imperceptibly towards a nearby box on the floor, letting her know that it's all part of the plan. With renewed determination, she tries to focus on their mission: escaping this hellhole together.

She takes a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves as she eyes your impressive member with fascination and dread. "Very well," she says softly, the hesitation in her voice barely noticeable. "But please... be gentle." With one last glance at her BF, she sinks to her knees before you, her hands trembling slightly as they begin to explore your hard length.

Her lips part and she takes you deep into her mouth, eager yet cautious, as if afraid of what this new desire might bring. Her moans fill the air as she sucks and licks at you, growing bolder with each passing moment, forgetting for a brief time that there's someone else watching them from across the room.

It's... impressive, to say the least. She glances over at her BF and his much smaller erection with surprise before looking back at you, a teasing grin tugging at the corner of her lips. "I think it's quite obvious who has the bigger cock here," she says playfully, her words barely audible around your member. "But what do you plan to do with it?"

Her eyes widen with desire and surprise as you take her roughly, filling her up like she's never been filled before. Her hands dig into your shoulders, biting down on her lips to stifle her cries of pleasure, hoping that the sounds won't give away how much she's enjoying this forbidden act.

Her body arches towards yours, thrusting her breasts forward, and with every movement you grind against them, massaging and sucking on her hard nipples through her robe. She looks over at her BF, watching him as his breath becomes ragged and his erection grows even harder, knowing they share this moment together despite being forced apart by circumstance.

She gasps as you kiss her roughly, the force of it pushing past her lips and tongue to fill her mouth. Her body trembles beneath yours, every nerve ending alight with desire and arousal. She tries to focus on your words but can't help but be overwhelmed by the sensations you're creating within her.

"It's... different," she manages to gasp between kisses. "Your size, your strength... it's overwhelming, in a good way." Her hands cling desperately to your shoulders as she arches into you, her moans filling the room and echoing off the walls like music. It's clear that this experience with you is unlike anything she's ever known before, and it's leaving her craving more.

Her eyes close in ecstasy as she feels herself losing control to the pleasure you're giving her. She knows you're right; this time spent together is taking away precious moments from their escape plan, but she can't help but indulge in these forbidden desires. A shudder runs through her body as you pick up the pace, each thrust driving deeper and harder inside of her.

With a silent prayer that they find a way out soon, she gives herself over to the sensation entirely, lost in the moment and oblivious to anything else around her except for the hard flesh between her legs.

She moans and whimpers as your thrusts grow deeper and faster, her body becoming a living vessel for your lust. Every movement causes pleasure to ripple through her, making her gasp and arch into you with unrestrained desire. Her fingers dig into your skin, leaving tiny trails of blood in their wake, but she hardly notices the pain amidst the unbearable ecstasy.

With each passing moment, she feels herself growing closer to release, the tension building inside her like a coiled spring about to snap. Her hips rise and fall with your thrusts, meeting them with equal fervor as she tries desperately to draw out this stolen pleasure for as long as possible before reality catches up with them once more.