Sylvia pressed him against the trunk as he'd done to those women. She felt his pain as the gnarled bark scraped against his skin like the talons of a fearsome eagle.

Alex screamed as she fed from him, draining him of all his lust, pride, and terror. Sylvia bled away his soul as he'd done to those poor children, leaving him naught but an empty husk.

"Mercy!" he cried as the pain of a thousand knives stabbed his heart. "Mercy!"

"Like you gave to those girls?" sneered Sylvia, her anger rising to a crest. She bashed his head against the trunk. "Like you gave to them!? Answer me!"

He bawled and hugged the trunk. "Please I beg you. I didn't mean--"

"No mercy." Sylvia gripped him by the hair. "Never."

Cupping her hands to his temples, she forced his consciousness into rabbit hole after rabbit hole. Down, down, down he fell to the point of no return. Layer after layer of dream, forcing him to relive his torture for all of eternity.

As the power of a thousand dreamscapes built to a peak, Alex shuddered with unspeakable fear. Sylvia bled his emotions dry, the euphoria rising inside her like a tidal wave of glorious warmth.

I need this! Please...!

Like a geyser it burst inside her with a cry of exquisite pain. Her body shone with the light of a thousand stars as a flood of tingles rushed through her from head to toe. Tears fell from her cheeks with unspoken delight, trembling with ecstasy.

She wept with glorious triumph as his soul faded from her grasp, trapped forever in the land of Limbo. An eternal prison worse than the fiery pits of hell, where Alex could never hurt anyone again.

Alex collapsed at her feet before the Oak, his mind and soul lost to reality forever.