“MMMMM!!!” You moan, biting on the fist sized ballgag as the fuck machine keeps pounding you. Prior to this day, you never thought that overstimulation could be used as an effective means of torment. However the never ending stream of orgasms is too much for you. And no matter how hard you try, you are
Aarla's Descent Ch. 02
“Coalition or UCS?” you ask as you keep walking in the sand. About an hour had passed since you’ve started out. By now your sinews had healed, nor you feel any pain that could be related to the crash. The upper portion of your flight suit has been cut and wrapped around your captor’s head.