It hurts. It hurts so badly, being suspended like that, even with a portion of her weight on the balls of her feet. Gravity drives her down, pulling on her breasts, pushing her down more firmly on the wand vibrating against her clit. It offers a little relief from the pain in her nipples, but it only makes things worse if she doesn't want to orgasm.
Again, she finds herself without a choice. She can try to cleave to her pride and hold off, or she can debase herself and have a little bit of relief from the pain, from the humiliation. There's no option there.
So she tries to let herself go. "It feels... so good," she breathes, and it's not even a lie. It does feel good, and that's the problem.
"Satoshi... Satoshi, a little higher, okay? Nn, right there." It's easy to slip into this frame of mind. To just let herself be ruled by pleasure, by the vibrator between her legs. She just has to let go.
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Date: 2017-05-01 07:28 pm (UTC)Again, she finds herself without a choice. She can try to cleave to her pride and hold off, or she can debase herself and have a little bit of relief from the pain, from the humiliation. There's no option there.
So she tries to let herself go. "It feels... so good," she breathes, and it's not even a lie. It does feel good, and that's the problem.
"Satoshi... Satoshi, a little higher, okay? Nn, right there." It's easy to slip into this frame of mind. To just let herself be ruled by pleasure, by the vibrator between her legs. She just has to let go.