One sweet hour

The effects of the shots lasted for over an hour. Tormenting her body with the overwhelming need to fuck. She begged, pleaded, screamed, promised to be good, but nothing would sway masters mind. He didnt like seeing her so upset, he wanted to satisfy her needs, but she needed to learns never to lie to him again. So he let her ride it out without any release. After a wile she began to calm down, as the liquid worked there way out of her system through her sweat. her horneness was still a 200 on the scale, it was just not an overwhelming need anymore.

She lay there on the mat in a puddle of sweat and precum. Panting like a dog that just got done chasing a car. She was so horny she could not think about anything else. Master unlocks her left hand and it shoot strait for her engorged clit. He catches her hand before she can touch her aching slit. He locks a pair of hand cuffs to her left hand, then unlocks her right hand just to lock it into the cuffs. He unlocks her feet and stands her up. "Master!" She screams, fuck me, please sir. I'm dying!" He ignores her pleas and walks her out of the room, down the hall. The vibrations of her steps and the friction of her legs rubbing her make her fall to the ground in orgasm. Master stops and waits for her to stop thrashing on the floor. When she's done he picks her up and carries her to room 15