<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">She let out a loud cry of anguish as his thumb pressed against her overstimulated clit, thrashing about wildly at the added pleasure, nearly blacking out once more. She’d lost count of how many times she’d blacked out since this had begun, and at this point just desperately needed it to stop or her mind was going to shatter in a way that no one would ever be able to repair. Survival instinct overtook pride, her mind almost divorcing itself from her body as it screamed out the words he wanted to hear, breaking out in a cold sweat once more as she writhed under his fingers. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4d4d">“Please… MASTER…. FUCK… me….”</span>