Remote ohmibod control orgasms convulsion for tied girl & vior
The room was dimly lit, the air thick with anticipation. A young woman, bound tightly in the center, her eyes widening with each buzz of the controller. Oh, the exquisite agony of being at someone else’s mercy, On the other side of the screen, the master watched through remote ohmibod control, desperately craving her pleasure.
She squirmed against her restraints, her skin glistening with a sheen of excitement. The vibrations intensified, and her body began to convulse, her sweet cries echoing through the room. But she couldn’t resist, not with the controller in her tormentor’s hands.
Her hips bucked involuntarily, and the vibrator buried deep, mercilessly pleasing her. The girl arched her back, her body betraying her desire. She was so close now; her moans grew more desperate. The controller sent a particularly strong pulse, and she gasped, her thighs trembling with the effort to stay still.
She could feel the fire building in her core, the pleasure-pain of being so utterly controlled. Another long buzz, and she was thrown over the edge into orgasm, crying out from the intensity. Her body shook and writhed against her bonds, gasping for breath.
After several delicious minutes, the vibrator slowed, allowing her to come down gently. But even then, her body twitched and jerked from aftershocks, her cunt still fluttering around the toy. She closed her eyes, lost in the sensations, drenched in her own juices.
She lay there panting, her mind hazy with post-orgasmic bliss. But one thing was clear: she would gladly submit to this, again and again. The humiliation and the pleasure were somehow intertwined, and she loved every second. As her breathing slowed, she heard the click of a message on the remote. “Good girl,” it read. “Rest now. I’ll be in touch soon.”
With a final shuddering gasp, the girl went limp in her bonds, drifting off into a sated sleep. Her tormentor smiled triumphantly as he closed the app. There would be plenty of time for more games later. For now, he could savor his victory, knowing that this eager slave was already his.
