In her cell, Releana groaned, stirring groggily. She felt tired, drained really, even after having slept for…how long had she slept? Her head felt foggy, or maybe more like it was stuffed with cotton. Whatever the case, it didn’t feel right. Her lips reflexively sucked at the large object between them, her tongue recognizing a penis-shaped object. She also realized a distinct soreness...
Sella watched from her position across the room as the three patients suffered Villegast’s treatment. For the moment, she was bound as her living host, feeling the pain and suffering Lila experienced. This was amplified by the similar experiences from Koriand Relana, wearing replicas of the holy raiment, as the three suffered in tune with one another. For Sella, though, it was all a muted...
“Ugh…” Releana groaned as she awoke, aware of an annoying, repetitive drip on her face, and some kind of moaning coming from nearby. She tried to ignore both for a moment, but the constant drip and growing wetness spreading on her face made her grunt with annoyance as she forced herself to sit up, her hand going to her face to wipe away the water. Her eyes finally opened, and for a moment she...
Lila gave a quick shake of her ass towards the customer she had just given the drink to as she turned to head back to the bar, and squealed with apparent delight as the expected sharp slap landed against her latex-covered ass, though she was sure nobody heard her due to the pounding music that filled the room. The vibrators inside her were already thrumming, but ramped up as she walked away...
