"Fine, I'm from the future!" Dahlia blurted out when she couldn't take the torture anymore. She desperately needed to get off right now. The pressure had built up to the point she was so sensitive that just a touch would set her off. However, Romulus was not a vampire, he must be a demon or something, because even if she was half a second from coming, he would stop completely. Yeah, it was a sweet pain.
"What do you mean by that?" Romulus stopped the torture even though he still had his telekinetic hold on her in case this was a trick.
"I'm not from here," She confessed, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath, "I'm from the future. Which means your world which is yet to come." Dahlia figured out that she better spout some nonsense and save her life - well, p*ssy in this case- than to be stubborn and end up spilling the actual truth when he breaks down her defenses.
