What the fuck?! The soul inside Selene thought.
Was Alistair going to kill her?
"Shhh," Alistair purred darkly, his thumb rubbing soothing circles against her racing pulse. "Just relax and let it happen."
Selene's vision began to swim as oxygen deprivation clouded her mind. The vibrator continued its relentless assault on her clit even as Alistair squeezed tighter around her neck.
Pleasure and pain blurred together into a dizzying rush that left Selene feeling weightless and unmoored.
"That's it," Alistair crooned approvingly, leaning down to nuzzle at Selene's ear. "You're doing so well for me. Maybe I should reward you?"
Selene could only whimper weakly in response, the pressure on her windpipe making speech impossible. She could feel her consciousness slipping away, the edges of her vision darkening as she teetered on the brink of oblivion.
