<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;">The lack of air supply only added to Catherine's arousal, her eyes rolled back in her head, lashes fluttering. Her mind replied to His, a maelstrom of thoughts and feelings that she could have never put into words, but she opened the wordless barrage to Him. <em>Yes, Master, yes. It hurts, please... Stop hurting me. Make it stop. </em> She rolled her head from side to side and when his tongue slid out of her throat, she sucked in a deep breath of air.<br/><br/>...that she almost immediately loosed again. When the snake-like length entered the wet, hot hole of her cunt, it took only a few thrusts to send her spiraling. Her scream was as ragged as her orgasm violent: her back arched to an impossible angle, cartilage crunching. She clenched her muscles around His dick like a fist, squeezing as if she would never let go, and screamed again. </span>