No, it’s going to be a loooong night

“YEEESSSSS!!!” I screamed, desperately as she continued to work my body with her hands and the ancient dildo. The pleasure was too intense, I could see spots swimming in my vision. I felt like I was going to explode. Pain built and fired from every neuron as my body was overwhelmed with so much pleasure that it became painful. Pain and pleasure blended into one and then suddenly relief!

Lilly pulled the dildo free and stepped back as Charity’s body spasmed in cataclysmic orgasm. Her pussy squirted juices halfway across the room three, four, five times as her chest heaved, struggling to suck in enough air to support the screaming moans that burst from her lips as miniature aftershock orgasms, stronger than any she’d ever given herself, ripped through her as her body slowly rid itself of the excess pleasure.

Slowly my vision began to return. Where was I? Why was everything burning?

My skin crawled with rippling aftershocks like a thousand tiny needles running up and down my skin. I was on my back, upright on a wooden rack, strapped down. Lilly stood over me, shaking her head and my face flushed with shame as memories of what had just happened rushed back. I had failed, utterly, to resist.

“Are you even trying?” Lilly asked, and she wasn’t being mean about it, she genuinely meant the question. That made me angry more than anything else, that she doubted whether or not I was even trying!?

“What do I think I am, some kind of whore!?” I shouted, or, tried to. My throat was so hoarse from my screams of ecstasy that it came out as little more than a whisper. Lilly shook her head at me and her hand went back out of my line of sight. It returned with a mug of something hot, someone had handed it to her but I couldn’t turn my head far enough to see. Someone else was here! Who? Why?

“Whose there?” I tried to speak again but only ended up coughing against my ragged vocal chords. Lilly brought the warm liquid up to my lips.

“Herbal tea with honey,” she offered, tipping it back until the liquid poured into my mouth, not really giving me a choice about drinking it and so I did. Immediately my throat felt much better. I began to squirm again as well, I couldn’t help it. As much as I tried, I couldn’t focus. My mind felt foggy, my body heavy, my womanhood burned still. Even such a massive orgasm as I never imagined possible didn’t seem to have quenched my body’s need. Was I really so far gone?

“Whose there?” I asked Lilly.