Marissa squirms.  Against the heat of her welts, the ice is shockingly cold and she yelps softly.  The feel of Naiobe's skin is almost as soft as the silk but warm where the skirt is cool... so many sensations crashing into her mind all at once.  She feels the woman's tongue and it makes her clench a little down low, but that makes her whimper as the plus pushes in again... and again...<br/><br/>Of course no one has taken her like this... she's young and firm... that was something only the older ones had to do, when they were too used up to please a man with their cunny.<br/><br/>"Nuugh... No... no one..." she mutters as the grinding gets harder, adding flares of pain from the welts on her ass and warming her strangely.  Her body feels off, her ass aches to be emptied and her pussy wants to be filled.... And her cheeks flush as she realizes that she's grow wet from Naiobe's treatment... from a woman...<br/><br/>"Please..." she murmurs as she squirms under the woman helplessly.  It hurts... it feels good... she wants it to stop... she wants it to continue... Tears spill down her cheeks as she whimpers because she's helpless and it doesn't matter.  Her fate is completely under Naiobe's control.