(A/N: If you read the previous chapter when it was first updated, I might recommend rereading it, as I improved upon it!)
"It's funny, isn't it? Me whining while my fingers curl around inside me, straddling your hips on this roof? Oh~"
Evelina laughed, as if a bit of sanity had finally returned to her. But it didn't last long; she could feel herself sinking even deeper into the pleasure.
Driven by sudden lust, she hastily unbuttoned her blouse, revealing a dark lace bra that matched her soaked panties. Her fingers still curled inside her soaking folds.
She was so caught up in the moment that she didn't even bother using magic to undress herself.
But even as she was consumed by lust, she never stopped gripping the leash, tightening it and savoring the way I squirmed.
Of course, some of my squirming was a bit dramatic. I'm far too used to being tortured to feel any real pain from something like this.
