You slow down even more

You decide that touches alone can't calm your 'guest' down and take a pause in your rather rushed foreplay, bringing your lips to Jessica's ear. "You don't need to be afraid, hurting you is not my goal. You are a valued part of my collection," You whisper. Her skin is cool to the touch and her pulse is racing under your hand, which is now on her neck. She shivers in fear as your fingers trace over her neckline and lower on her shoulder blades. There are little space between her back and the wall so you cannot easily reach down further, to her spine.

Remains of her T-shirt still cover her shoulders and armpits, so your fingers skip past, to her ribcage and stomach. This time you deliberately avoid breasts and don't let your hand stray below the belly button. You are also using only one hand, helping her focus on some one thing instead of overloading her senses.

"I want to unleash your potential, let the passionate and beautiful woman come out of this stupid shell. You do know how beautiful you are?" Her sobs do become quieter and she mumbles something into the gag. "You will be my sex ****, make no mistake, you belong to me. But being my is an honor, not some awful life," you improvise a lot, not knowing how a true master should act towards one he wants to train. "Besides, being afraid is not fitting for someone bearing the surname Croft, it is just an adventure, a sexy one, you will enjoy as soon as you allow yourself to."

Now your hand returns to Jessica's cleavage. Carefully, avoiding sensitive nipples, you start fondling and kneading her round firm tits, which are like two portals to heaven. Her breathing start to calm down and you can hear no more sobs even if her face is still wet and new tears run down her cheeks, falling on the fabric of the pulled-up T-shirt.

Your fingers explore her cleavage some more while you continue to speak to her in her ear. "Just relax and let it flow, just relax..." you whisper your last words before you start kissing her wet gorgeous face. You briefly consider removing the damn gag and kiss those lips (which are definitely similar to young Angelina Jolie's) but engaging in actual conversation would complicate things. Instead, you mouth softly touches the cheeks, then the jawline, and then move down, past the fabric still covering the area just below her neck, to her warmed-up breasts.

Now you renew your attention to her nipples, capturing one of them with your lips and gently biting it, just barely touching it with your teeth. It is when you hear a sound coming from her mouth, something new, not quite a moan of pleasure yet but definitely not a sob. Her body trembles in a new way as you continue, switching to the other pointy nipple, nibbling and biting like a predator. A gentle predator.

You are certain that Ava is watching. Does she enjoy it? Does she wish some different treatment for your ****? You can't know but at this moment, even a threat of divine punishment won't make you hurt Jessica. Making her truly enjoy it is such a great challenge, outright **** her would never feel as sweet. Yet you are only making the first steps, there is a long road ahead.