Shamira was imagining what it would be like to see Renata's round, muscular ass being split and violated. It was a serious turn on for her. She wrapped her arms around the Brazilian from behind, pressing her chest against the girl's back while scrubbing her breasts, stomach, and sex. She was a tool in this, same as Renata. She just wasn't in chains. She was beginning to get a reaction as the werejaguar pressed back against her hand and the relief it promised.

"Pull your hand away," Clara said, reading Renata's expression. "Oh no naughty kitty, not yet. You thought you'd slip that one by me?" She stepped forward and...