She lost track of how many times he did it. Her eyes slowly closed, and her lips came together, beginning to suck at his fingers in a reflex buried so deep she could barely understand it. There was no resistance in her. She felt the overwhelming exhaustion and pain in every part of her, but they didn't matter. She had a job to do and her body knew how to do it. She came. She came. She came.
After a while he stopped and sat there on the floor, pulling her still-bound body into his lap, letting the water from her sopping hair pool beneath her as she moved her lips and tongue against the pads of his fingers. His other hand cupped her p***y and moved slowly in time with her mouth, not quite hard enough to inflict pain on the sore flesh there, but keeping the nerves from relaxing yet.
Katie c
