Point out how different she is from when the shoot started, make her really work for it.

Theo circles Kelly, observing her **** efforts with a smirk. "My, my, how things have changed," he muses, his voice carrying a hint of mockery. "Remember how cool and collected you were when we started? Look at you now."

Kelly whimpers at his words, a fresh wave of humiliation washing over her. Yet she doesn't stop her frantic movements, her need overriding her embarrassment.

"Come on, Kelly," Theo goads. "You said you could handle anything. Prove it. Make yourself cum. Our viewers are waiting."

Sweat glistens on Kelly's skin as she redoubles her efforts, grinding harder against the Sybian. The muscles in her thighs strain visibly, trembling with exertion.

"Please," she gasps between labored breaths. "I can't... it's too hard. I need more!"

Her earlier bravado is completely shattered, replaced by raw, unfiltered desperation. Kelly's eyes dart between Theo and the cameras, silently pleading for mercy or release - she's no longer sure which.

"I'll do better," she promises, her voice cracking. "Just please... please let me cum!"