[This is the most degen thing someone has ever done, Chrono]
Cassarae tried to regain control. She reached forward and gripped the Duchess' ropes, yanking her back and setting the pace herself.
The Duchess moaned beside herself. She buried her head further into the sheets, trying to muffle the noise, but it only came faster and harder. Her bound hands struggled to regain some control, to grab hold of something, anything, but then her second orgasm came, and then her third.
Her thighs pressed together, her ass arching so high it looked as though she was trying to balance between the tips of her toes and her forehead.
Cassarae yanked her back down.
"There she is," Cassarae moaned out. Her own hips quivered.
After that the Duchess stopped pretending.
