The drink was a gift from the gods, as far as Mayae was concerned, and she greedily drank, not getting nearly enough when she felt the bindings close again. She made a note to NEVER allow the girls to lead, ever. She groaned when she felt her breasts being worked again, and sighed with relief at the parting of her hands, feeling a bit of life return to the nearly numb limbs. The new position brought a new flush of fear, she was dangerously close to climaxing until she passed out, and the spreading of her legs had her gasping a bit, as she found it a bit hard to breath again.<br/><br/>The kiss was a momentary relief, allowing her body to begin cooling, but the slap of leather against her sex brought a scream, along with tears, as she began to shudder. She lost count of the gentle, cooling kisses, and the leather punishments that followed, but the next thing she knew, her mind was dissolving into unconsciousness, as she had what was the most violent orgasm of her life. She passed out, unexpectedly, to much drive against not enough sleep, and she sagged against the bindings, no longer reacting to the kisses or the whippings, as her mind fell into darkness.