Yes, Kalesh could use this lovely, helplessly bound creature in any fashion he desired. Sometimes he almost thought to gag her, the better to turn the curvy white thing from girl into mere voiceless meat, but it was simply too fun instead to hear her voice betray her, to hear those c*m-glossed red lips moan and whimper and squeal with the pleasures he forced upon her shamed, shivering flesh. And he kissed her degraded, salty w***e-mouth sometimes, too, making the dirty bad-girl taste it all the more. This was a very, very wicked thing even to think, but the feel of those slippery lips and that smoothed-over tongue against his was deeply thrilling somehow, as if it was a naughtiness they shared, laughing inside at the sweet badness of it. And yet even as his hands groped and fondled her bar
