[She doesn't notice his sweating, or the sweltering heat of the confines of the stall. Her own body is flushed and has a light sheen; her grey hair also damp and matted to her forehead.
I... I...I can't...
[By the Founder! What torturous spell is this?!
Jill grits her teeth, a few hot tears from something far from sadness squeeze through her tightly closed eyes.
She's grateful he speeds up the pace as she is literally on the brink...
But that's where she stays.
And it's all but driving her mad!]
D... do they... always... torture... new arrivals... so?
[The words come rushed through heavy breaths. Though she's not sure why she's asking him. Leon seems to be just as puzzled.
The pressure of the heat pooled at her core is more intense than anything she's ever felt before!]
What... must I do? J... just tell me!
[This goes on for longer and longer, and she wonders if she's losing her sanity. Jill is so distressed, that she's about to do something she would never ever resort to. No she has too much dignity for that...
Just as she's about to crack and actually beg, and not in the sexy way, she's finally shown a mercy; clamping around him with greater force than she thought possible. The climax surges through her like red hot magma, filling every crevice and scorching every nerve. Her body jerks violently as she throws her head back. Nails dig into fisted hands, drawing blood from deep piercings. Her mouth opens in a hoarse, barely audible scream as she arches.
Yet it doesn't stop.
I's thrilling and terrifying all at once, short-circuiting her brain and drowning any logical thought.
Some might welcome the experience of coming over and over until they're driven insane with pleasure, but Jill just wants it to end. This wasn't something she chose to do, nor something she asked for, and she internally curses the city and anyone who would orchestrate such a cruel trick.
One last orgasm crashes through her, breathing ragged and labored as she shudders through her finish, and falls limp; body slumped over and still.]
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[She doesn't notice his sweating, or the sweltering heat of the confines of the stall. Her own body is flushed and has a light sheen; her grey hair also damp and matted to her forehead.
I... I...I can't...
[By the Founder! What torturous spell is this?!
Jill grits her teeth, a few hot tears from something far from sadness squeeze through her tightly closed eyes.
She's grateful he speeds up the pace as she is literally on the brink...
But that's where she stays.
And it's all but driving her mad!]
D... do they... always... torture... new arrivals... so?
[The words come rushed through heavy breaths. Though she's not sure why she's asking him. Leon seems to be just as puzzled.
The pressure of the heat pooled at her core is more intense than anything she's ever felt before!]
What... must I do? J... just tell me!
[This goes on for longer and longer, and she wonders if she's losing her sanity. Jill is so distressed, that she's about to do something she would never ever resort to. No she has too much dignity for that...
Just as she's about to crack and actually beg, and not in the sexy way, she's finally shown a mercy; clamping around him with greater force than she thought possible. The climax surges through her like red hot magma, filling every crevice and scorching every nerve. Her body jerks violently as she throws her head back. Nails dig into fisted hands, drawing blood from deep piercings. Her mouth opens in a hoarse, barely audible scream as she arches.
Yet it doesn't stop.
I's thrilling and terrifying all at once, short-circuiting her brain and drowning any logical thought.
Some might welcome the experience of coming over and over until they're driven insane with pleasure, but Jill just wants it to end. This wasn't something she chose to do, nor something she asked for, and she internally curses the city and anyone who would orchestrate such a cruel trick.
One last orgasm crashes through her, breathing ragged and labored as she shudders through her finish, and falls limp; body slumped over and still.]