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As the initial waves of her orgasm subside, Kelly remains slumped forward, her chest heaving with each ragged breath. Her eyes, once locked on the camera, now drift unfocused around the room. The Sybian continues its relentless vibrations, sending aftershocks through her oversensitive body.

"Oh god," Kelly whimpers, her voice hoarse. She tugs weakly at her bonds, but the ropes hold firm. Each tiny movement causes the nipple clamps to pull, eliciting a soft gasp.

Kelly's thighs tremble with exertion, no longer able to lift her off the vibrating surface. She squirms atop the Sybian, torn between seeking more stimulation and trying to escape its maddening touch.

"Please," she moans, though it's unclear what she's asking for. Her hips continue to move in small, involuntary circles. Tears of overstimulation prick at the corners of her eyes as the sensations build again, her body betraying her once more.

Kelly bites her lip hard, fighting against the rising tide of sensation. But her defenses are shattered, leaving her **** to every vibration, every tug of the clamps. Her breath hitches as she teeters on the edge once more, unable to stop what's coming.