SIN BETWEEN THE SHEETS
The maze mirrors it all—my convulsing body, my dripping core, my tear-streaked face.
He doesn’t stop, fucking me through it, the wall pulsing harder against my back. The tendril tightens on my clit, forcing another climax before the first fades, and I scream, oversensitive, body shaking in the restraints. Kain pulls out, stroking his glowing cock, and cums across my chest, the electric fluid tingling on my welts. The maze amplifies it, projecting the streaks across every wall, a humiliating display for the elite.
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