Yet now that the pain was so bad, she found that her response was indeed becoming transformed. No longer was she eagerly focused upon the gathering tension in her c**t and her urgent need for release. The intensity of the piercing pain in her n*****s was producing a rush of endorphins, which made her almost swoon with emotion. From the depths of her being she wanted to submit, wanted to be utterly subjugated, mere putty in his hands. Yes, she thought, reduce me to the merest plaything, a creature without a mind of her own, without resistance. Bend me to your will. Break me.
At that point she felt herself coming. Her orgasm was quick, intensely sharp but over almost as soon as it had begun. She thought she had made no sound, nor scarcely moved. Perhaps he would not think she had come at al
