Kara was incredibly turned on by Rosie’s response, as well as the effects of her previous torture. She felt so powerful, but was also getting a vicarious thrill from the tart’s helplessness. The horny agent could not stand how much she needed to climax, her desperate heat below was too much. She dropped the whip and begin playing with her own pert tits. The other hand, wet with her fuck toy’s juices, went to pinch her own clit as she continued to rub her cunt against Rosie’s thigh more and more urgently.<br/><br/>“Ooohhhh... you hot fucking bitch, you look so gorgeous when you suffer...” Kara whispered to her. Her skinny, sweaty body was pressed hard against Rosie’s, Kara’s tongue again licking the other woman’s cheek. Then the cruel bitch moaned low and shook with the best orgasm she had ever felt.<br/><br/>Kara was still panting when she finally continued. “What a perverted little fuck toy you are, to beg for such a harsh punishment. But I think you may regret your decision very soon.” She stood before Rosie and smiled wolfishly, her evil glee apparent as she looked in the soldier’s eyes. Despite coming, Kara was in no way sated—if anything, her long repressed and disturbing sexual appetites had only been whetted further.<br/><br/>With obvious enthusiasm, she retrieved her electroshock kit. Kara started with the lowest setting—though given that device was meant for real torture and not play, “low” was relative. “Now, don’t disappoint me and start begging for mercy too soon, dear Rosie. I might get angry enough to start playing with my knives...” She laughed wickedly. Not that she really intended to cut the girl—admittedly a part of her was very tempted—but Kara gave no sign that she was not serious. She just really wanted to drink in some genuine fear from this submissive cunt.<br/><br/>The business end of the shock kit was pressed against one of Rosie’s nipples, and then the other. Each time an intense mixture of pleasure and pain would flow through the trapped slut. Then Kara turned the setting of the device up by one and repeated her actions. This time it was mostly pain, enough to reduce the Kara’s victim to tears. When she was done, Kara playfully leaned down and gently kissed each nipple.<br/><br/>Kara held the device behind her back. “Now, let’s turn it up to a more interesting setting.” There was a click as Kara turned the setting back down to the lowest one. She had to lie about this part—the third setting could do some legitimate damage and would have probably just made Rosie pass out from the excruciating pain given where it was going. But as long as Rosie believed it was the third setting, Kara knew the pathetic tart’s mind would do a lot of the work for her.<br/><br/>With another evil grin, Kara pressed the the device against Rosie’s poor clit. She held it there until Rosie finally begged her to stop, and then waited a few extra seconds before finally taking it away. “Good slut, you took your punishment well. And if you beg well enough, your Mistress might give you pleasure next...”