Leraphine approached Virael, her leather dom suit creaking, a faint smile playing on her lips as she held two nipple clamps—small, silver, fitted with tiny vibrators.
She pinched Virael's stiff nipples, the clamps biting down with a sharp sting that made Virael gasp, her chest tightening as the vibrators hummed to life.
The sensation was electric—tiny pulses rippling through her breasts, making her nipples throb, a mix of pain and pleasure that sent heat pooling in her core.
Her pussy clenched instinctively, wetness seeping as her body betrayed her calm, her breath hitching with each buzz.
Leraphine stepped closer, her long, curved cock freed and pulsing, and slapped it against Virael's pussy—a wet, heavy smack that grazed her swollen clit.
The contact was a jolt—her clit tingling, her folds aching as Leraphine dragged her cock through Virael's juices, coating it until it shone.
When Leraphine thrust into her pussy, the stretch was immediate—thick and warm, filling her completely, the slow push igniting every nerve.
Virael moaned, her voice raw and unrestrained, rising and falling with Leraphine's steady thrusts.
Each stroke felt like a wave—her walls gripping the cock, her clit pulsing with the friction, pleasure building in her gut like a tightening coil, her stoicism fraying as her hips twitched, chasing more.
On the other side, Seraphine loomed over Liora, her grin sharp as she gripped Liora's tongue, pulling it out gently.
She fastened a small clip to its tip—a silver chain dangling with a spherical weight that tugged downward, stretching Liora's tongue until it burned faintly, drool spilling from her open mouth.
The sensation was humiliating yet arousing—her tongue heavy, exposed, every swallow pulling the chain, making her whimper.
Seraphine added clips to Liora's nipples and clit—three more chains, each with a heavy orb that swung gently.
The nipple clips pinched hard, a sharp ache that made her breasts throb, while the clit clip was a cruel spark, tugging her sensitive bud with every tiny movement.
When Liora twitched, the weights swayed like pendulums, yanking her nipples and clit in rhythmic pulls—her body tingling, her pussy clenching with need, the teasing pain blending into a desperate, unfulfilled ache.
She moaned, high and broken, her tail curling as the sensations overwhelmed her, her mind foggy with the need to cum.
Seraphine moved behind Liora, producing a dual-headed device—two sleek probes, each vibrating softly.
She eased one into Liora's pussy, the other into her asshole, the intrusion slow but unyielding.
The pussy probe felt warm and thick, stretching her sore walls with a gentle burn, the vibrations humming against her g-spot, sending shivers up her spine.
The anal probe was tighter, a fuller pressure that made her gasp, her asshole clenching around it as the buzz rippled through her core.
Together, they kept her on edge—her pussy dripping, her ass throbbing, the pleasure intense but maddeningly short of climax, like a wave that never crested.
Liora's moans grew frantic, her body trembling in the hogtie, the weights swinging harder with each shudder, tugging her tongue, nipples, and clit until tears pricked beneath her mask.
Virael's pleasure surged faster, her pussy gripping Leraphine's cock as it thrust deeper, the slick friction pushing her over the edge.
Her climax hit with a loud, unrestrained moan—echoing off the walls, her juices squirting in a hot rush, soaking Leraphine's cock and dripping to the floor.
Her body shook, her thighs quivering in the frog tie, the nipple clamps buzzing relentlessly as aftershocks pulsed through her.
Leraphine pulled out, her cock glistening, and swapped places with Seraphine.
Seraphine nudged Virael's asshole with her thicker cock, the tip pressing against her stretched rim before plunging in—a sharp, full stretch that burned briefly, then bloomed into pleasure as it filled her completely.
Virael groaned, her ass gripping tight, each thrust sending jolts through her core, her clit throbbing untouched, her moans constant as Seraphine fucked her with a steady rhythm, the latex stockings creaking with every rock of her hips.
Leraphine turned to Liora, gripping her nose to tilt her face upward—her clipped tongue hanging out, chains swaying, her mouth a drooling mess.
Leraphine slid her cock inside, the warmth enveloping her as Liora's throat tightened, gagging softly.
The face-fuck was slow at first, Liora's tongue burning with the clip's weight, her throat aching as Leraphine thrust deeper, the musky taste overwhelming.
When Leraphine came, her load was thick and hot, flooding Liora's mouth—spilling past her lips, dripping from her nose as she coughed, choking on the cum, her face a slick mess.
The vibrators in her pussy and ass buzzed on, the weights tugging harder as she shuddered, her voice breaking.
"wease… waee ee cuee (please make me cum)," she slurred, her drool mixing with cum, her plea desperate as the toys teased her without release, her body aching for a climax she couldn't reach.
Leraphine leaned close, her breath brushing Liora's flushed cheek.
"This is your punishment," she said softly, her tone final, before returning to Virael.
She thrust into Virael's pussy again, joining Seraphine in a brutal double penetration—Seraphine's thick cock in her ass, Leraphine's longer one in her pussy, stretching her to her limits.
Virael's moans were endless—loud, raw, filling the room as her body rocked between them, the clamps buzzing on her nipples, her pussy and ass clenching with each thrust.
The sensation was overwhelming—her pussy full and pulsing, her ass burning with pleasure, the dual friction driving her to another climax, her juices spilling again, pooling below in a growing puddle.
Her mind swam, pleasure drowning her stoicism, her body trembling as she came, the sisters pausing briefly to let her gasp, her chest heaving, sweat slicking her latex-clad skin.
They turned to Liora then, lining up to face-fuck her—one after the other, their cocks plunging deep as she gagged and coughed, cum coating her face, dripping from her nostrils, the weights swinging wildly with each thrust.
Her pleas grew hoarser—"Pwease, wake me cuwm!"—her pussy and ass buzzing, the clips tugging her tongue, nipples, and clit until her body shook with unfulfilled need.
The sisters returned to Virael, resuming their double penetration—swapping holes now, Leraphine's cock stretching her asshole, Seraphine's pounding her pussy, their rhythms shifting to keep her teetering on the edge.
Virael came again, her moans louder, her body shuddering, juices splashing the floor, her clit throbbing untouched as the clamps buzzed relentlessly.
For two hours, the cycle churned—Virael's climaxes piling atop one another, each one wrenching louder moans from her free mouth, her pussy and ass raw and pulsing, the nipple clamps a constant spark.
Each orgasm felt like a flood—her walls clenching, her body shaking, pleasure so intense it bordered on pain, leaving her gasping, her stoicism a distant memory.
Liora's punishment was a crueler torment—her face a mess of cum and drool, her tongue aching from the clip, her nipples and clit burning with each swing of the weights, the vibrators in her holes teasing her to madness without release.
Her moans turned to sobs, her body trembling in the hogtie, her mind fraying as she begged, the pleasure a knife's edge she couldn't cross.