10-26-2008, 04:24 PM
Amy was full on sobbing now, her tears streaming from her eyes. She moaned and then screamed. She grabbed her head as she did, her orgasm ripping through her mind and body like a tidal wave. Her pussy clenched even harder and she came as well, her juices splashing their thighs. Her orgasm lasted so long she could not remember the exact time, and even if she could she would not be able to speak of it yet. Her mind was not the only thing that was hurt, nor her body. Her heart had cracked. She did not understand that Ocax had done this for her own good, all she understood was that this was a common torture she had to endure from her master and that Ocax had just done it to her. She could almost feel the cold steel against her arms, legs and neck. She moaned in the tube, her body limp in front of Ocax. She looked up at him then with eyes full of something he had never quite seen in her. Fear. She was afraid of him. Even he had done this to her....why? She could not understand. She had begged him just let her cum, but he had not allowed it...why? She knew why, or at least she thought she knew. She was still a slave, albeit a better treated one. She did not know what to do now, or if she could even move. So she waited in the tub, moaning and whimpering as she floated limply.
