Mayae was begging with her body for the release her tongue would provide, lewdly humping the air in a desperate attempt to relieve some of the need her sex was in, it felt red hot, and she could feel every glance at it that Asheera gave her, it felt like. Mayae moaned after the two hundredth strike, her cunny running with her juices, pooling on the pillows beneath her, and crying in need. Mayae moaned, when the clamps, where released, "Asheera, please..."<br/><br/>She did not know how much more her body could take, but her mind was screaming with desire, so needing her sex to be stroked that she was willing to endure almost anything. She barely whimpered at the strikes to her breasts, her tears of desire and need streaming down her cheeks, and her breath came in ragged sobs. She begged, "Water, please Asheera."