...She bites her lip, eyes wide and unsure. "It'll hurt..." she murmurs, only half a question. 

"Oh yes. But we'll build you up to it."

Nod! And shiver.

Cuuute.

Ellie grins at Knife.

"The real question, darling, is if we want her first real cut to be with me in her body or not..."

"That might help her ease into things."

"And feeling a girl's first time is always special..." she purrs.

(The girl in questions whines.)

"You know I can't deny you anything, dear."

Knife winks and saunters over to the girl, who starts making little panting moans - and leans over her, giving her a rather dramatic 'kiss' before flowing into her. The girl stays conscious throughout - and very obviously isn't fighting Knife, instead just moaning softly.

Ellie nicks her lightly on each shoulder. "Still awake in there?"

"Ah! - Yeah," the girl says.

"Good. Then we can begin."

The plan is more or less a simple movement from left to right across the table, each tool or toy in turn, and then back again, building combinations and increasing intensities with some magic thrown into the mix.

The girl gives her a rather satisfying chorus of screams and moans, arching her back - often into Ellie's touch - and thrashing and shaking. 

Ellie can definitely tell the difference between her and Knife. She's fun in a... different way.

One similarity: beneath the pain, the fear...

She's enjoying herself. Probably. 

Knife definitely is, and that's good enough for Ellie.

Their toy gets exhausted eventually, of course, reactions to each new stimulus falling.

Ellie ramps the level down slowly.

She whines, relaxing a little and blinking - then bursts into tears.

Gentle pets.

"Shh, shh. You're doing great."

She leans into the petting and whimpers.

Since they kinda wanted to keep her for a bit...

Ellie cuts her loose and carry-walks her over to the cushion nest.

The girl snuggles into Ellie, eyes drifting closed a bit.

Cuddle time.

Apparently! 

She presses her cheek into Ellie's shoulder as she recovers a little.