"Oh fuck it's... really trying to b-break me." Tess moaned, unsure if he could see all it was doing to her from his vantage point. Her whines of desperation returned, her hands held to his hips now actually pressing into his skin as she found the notion of sucking him becoming less contemptible. Her body was screaming at being edged repeatedly, still hungry for release despite how many orgasms she had already been treated to.

'Resistance level 6 observed, brat countermeasures applied' appeared on the log, a shriek cutting through the incessant whispers, as pincers which had quietly risen from below gripped one of her nipples.

"Ow!" She cried, snapping...