Her thighs clenched. Her pussy, beneath her soaked panties, contracted. The orgasm, small and unexpected, hit. The wave, gentle but undeniable, made her body tense. Her hands, bound to the bed frame, gripped the restraints. Her teeth, biting the panty gag, clenched. The moan, muffled by the underwear in her mouth, escaped.
"Mmmph—♡!"
She came. Watching. Bound. Gagged. Involuntary. The orgasm, the first she had experienced without direct stimulation, was the pheromones' final victory. Her body, conquered by chemicals and sight and sound, surrendered.
Viktor pulled out of Berenga. The commander, released, collapsed. Her body, limp, lay beside the priestess. Two women, fucked unconscious, lay side by side. Their pussies, both stretched and leaking, gaped. The cum, the shared fluid, mixed on the sheets between them.
