The girl nods, leaning back and taking a deep breath. (Her victim is sobbing nearly uncontrollably.)

"I think she needs a moment to recover."

Their helper nods, biting her lip. "Yeah..."

"In the meantime... I think you have earned a little reward."

She makes a curious noise, almost reluctantly.

Eliese smiles, and beckons her closer.

She stands, walking closer - her steps aren't hesitant, but her posture's unsure, shy.

Eliese grabs hold of her, spins her so she's pressed between her and Acererak, and kisses her.

Acererak pushes her into Eliese, caressing her and kissing her neck.

The girl whimpers - and kisses Eliese back, hesitantly.

Eliese kisses more deeply, moving her hands soothingly across her body.

Acererak's not being very soothing, at all.

The girl shivers, hands clenching at her sides, and moans.

"You can use your hands too," she pauses long enough to say.

Acererak has moved from kissing to nibbling the girl's neck, her own hands getting decidedly adventurous.

The girl almost hesitantly caresses Eliese's waist, moving to grip onto her shoulders when not met with punishment.

Ah, delightful.

(They've found themselves such a good little toy.)

The girl keeps kissing Eliese, more boldly, shaking more and more.

Acererak gets a wicked look in her eyes - and backs off as the girl's getting properly worked up, drawing out a whine.

Eliese disengages as well, grinning.

The girl whines even more, staying standing only unsteadily.

"You'll have to keep being good if you want more," Acererak teases, brushing a hand over the girl's hip.

"This is called 'incentive'."

The girl whimpers and nods, shaking.

"Now, let's try that song again."

"Ah - with her?" she asks, gesturing to the (no longer sobbing) girl she'd just been torturing.

Eliese nods.

She pulls the girl to her feet - the girl tries to fight her off - the helper whispers, harshly, "They won't hurt you if you just - play along - c'mon - "

She gets the other girl over to the stage for their duet. The other girl is now more shell shocked than terrified, and is not a very enthusiastic singer, even as the helpful girl does her best to cover for them both. Still - the harmony's off.

"Mmm," Eliese says thoughtfully. "Your thoughts, sweetheart?"

She taps her chin. "She," gesturing at the recently tortured girl, "Is certainly not up to snuff. She," gesturing at the helper, "Is pretty good despite that, but I think benefits more from having an actually talented soloist to back. Not good enough to carry this alone."