<span style="color: #0059b3">"Ow Ow Ow Ow fuck. OW.....T-Tttosi...Owwwwwwwwwww..." </span>Cain sputtered, as she was forced into the elevator, the toy somehow even harder. Oh for fucks sake. Somehow? Of course it was harder, painfully so. Any time Toshi so much as looked in her direction she needed to fight a hard-on. She wondered the benefits of wearing such a device around someone so alluring, but it always came back to some unknown sense of protection she could never quite dismantle.<br/><br/>But it didn't matter now.<br/><br/>As Toshi pushed her against the wall, she somehow grew more aroused. The situation was serious, really. Really serious ,but somehow it just felt nice to breath the same air as.Toshimi. She wanted to blurt the truth out. To tell Toshimi as she mocked her , an d made her....situation...more painful, but it felt like a cop out. With LILi in the hospital and Toshi back from the dead..maybe Cain deserved to die.<br/><br/>She was speechless as Toshi explained....the exact situation she was in.<span style="color: #0059b3">"I mean yeah, that's about the size of it. "</span>She confirmed , squirming between the wall and the woman she still loved.<span style="color: #0059b3">"Its been a hard week alright?!" </span><br/><br/>Her tone took on a shrill pitch, almost like a teenage boy during puberty, voice cracking out of fear and ... something else, her 'cock' lurched forward in Toshimi's hand as she rages. Any other time, any other person, Cain woulnt have hesitated to pull her side arm and force a little assistance with her...situation. But here? NOW? She could hardly muster a response.<br/><br/>She swallowed hard as the blade pressed against her throat, her head even craned back to give her lover better access to her throat. Her gasps ragged, she wets her dry lips and gave a slight nod. "<span style="color: #0059b3">Use the Go-bot when yr done. Check police archives, number #369233-32A. S' voice deposition. It ...I..." </span><span style="color: #ffffff">she looks around knowing the elevator had to be wired.</span><span style="color: #0059b3"> "It makes everything clear...clearer? But it was my fuck up . They knew. An the cops wouldn't help . So ...it was the family doing it or me an at least I knew how ta make it look real..." </span>She forced a smile, that genuine expression that was equal parts cocky grin and utter defeat.  She always had when she accepted her fate, and knew it was grim.<br/><br/>She arched into the blade, letting it cut into her,<span style="color: #003366">"I'm softening up here...so let's make it..." </span>she groaned , eyes rolling back in her head as the combination of Toshi's scent, her hand around her and the contraption became too much. The toy shuttered, and Cain grunted, hips lurching forward to force a thrust out of Toshimi's hand. Wetness pooled at the head of the toy,  then sputtered , trickling down Toshimi's fingers and down to the floor.<br/><br/>Cain had always been a painslut. It was her greatest secret, and one she only shared with the other woman. She didn't mean... for ...this... but she rode the waves just the same. She grunted, trying to catch her breath, and gave a weak, pitiful smile, fully aware of how -not- the time it was. Breathlessly, she tried her best to make light of the situation if she could  make Toshi laugh....maybe they would work this out. Apologies ans explaining only did so much.  So she quirked a brow and tried to seem as self assured as she could when cuming prematurely from pain and fear alone. Her length throbbed and she waggled her brow.<br/><br/><span style="color: #0059b3">"I-i mean you could squeeze a little... "<br/>
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