unintendedpleasure: myachingclit:unintendedpleasure:The Basement Locked in the semi-darkness of
unintendedpleasure: myachingclit: unintendedpleasure: The Basement Locked in the semi-darkness of the basement for hours, your conscious thoughts fill with dread at the anticipation of another forced climax you feel building up in your loins. Hours, its been like this for hours, ever since you were stripped naked, shacked, injected with the aphrodisiac and left to languish in your own lust with a buzzing bullet vibrator lodged in your womanhood. Your dignity is long gone, lost some three or four searing orgasms ago, you’ve lost count of the exact number. All you have is your sanity, and you even feel that slipping as you involuntarily press your shackled wrists against your crotch. You arch your back, thrust out your breasts with their ultrasensitive nipples. The pleasure is too intense, your head lolls back just as you squeeze your thights together and and exhale pleasurable agony as you lose control again and surrender to a devastatingly intense orgasm. I need this. Please force my pussy to endure this. Master? After a night of such torment, you might find your womanhood to be rather….incontinent of it’s feminine juices -- source link