Please!”
A pair of tentacles moved to her breasts. Porn Her cervix, obviously. And then there was the paperwork, oh God. She knew it was useless to resist. “Was it… good for you?” she croaked out after several deep breaths. “Fuck yes! She hadn’t heard Gruthsorik panting, grunting, and moaning as loud as he was since the three-way with Lauren. The tentacles in her pussy stirred in response. Do it again.”
“What?” Gruthsorik asked, puzzled by the request. A stupid question, but she needed to hear it from him, that her sexual torture had been worth something. Her total humiliation was complete. “Finding a phone book these days, that was the hard part.” Claire tried to laugh but a long moan came out instead. Nooooooooo!” she shouted as they forcefully pulled her arms
