When the first girl appeared, Faridah had actually been asleep. Yet the soft strokes of the slave's fingers quickly woke her. At first, she was convinced the girl was there to bring her relief, and she moaned in time with each luscious stroke as she anticipated the release she so badly needed. But when the teasing stopped just before her climax, her eyes grew panic-stricken and she suddenly understood that the slave was not there to help her, but to add to her suffering.<br/><br/>"Don't go! Please! Don't leave me like this!" Her pleas went unanswered.<br/><br/>The process repeated itself again, and each time she begged her unidentified tormentor not to leave her like this, and each time she would be left more frustrated than before. When it happened the third time and the pair of girls brought themselves to orgasm right in back of her, she thought she'd pass out from how needy she was. And when they actually teased her back to the blissful apex just before liberation...<br/><br/>"Oh! Please don't stop! I'll do anything! Just don't leave me like this!"<br/><br/>"I'm going insane! Please don't do this to me!"<br/><br/>"Help me! Let me cum! Please have mercy!"<br/><br/>Each plea went unanswered. There was no satisfaction to be had; just unending frustration. She would've sold her kingdom for an orgasm at this point.