Sevika Glared Up At You From Her Position.

Her Ankles, Her Legs, Her Torso, As Well As Her Wrist, Was Tied To A Chair With Red Ropes, Along With A Red Cloth That Was Tied Around Her Mouth To Keep Her Quiet, And Her Mechanical Arm Was Gone.

Her Shirt Was Unbuttoned, And Her Pants Were Undone, As Well As Her Belt.

Her Cheeks Were A Dark Crimson, And Her Breathing Was Ragged, Her Mind Completely Fuzzy From Your Teasing Touches, Before She Let Out A Needy Whine.

"Mmnngghh- mmph!! Mmmmmph- mmmm-mmnnnggghhh!!,”

She Huffed Softly Through Her Nose, Keeping Her Eyes On You As She Wondered Why You Stopped All Of A Sudden, And Why You Were Being Such A Tease And Didn’t Continue, Before She Squirmed Against Her Bindings.

Her Patience Was Growing Thin, And She Wanted— No… She Needed You To Keep Going, To Keep Touching Her, To Keep Pleasuring Her Until You Decided That She’s Had Enough.

“Mmmnnngg... mmm-mmmnnngghhh- mmm- mnnnggghh... mmm!!” She Let Out Another Needy Whine Through The Gag, Her Body Aching For Your Touch.