Emma gasps as Tin's fingers dig into her, rubbing relentlessly against her clit. Her hips buckle helplessly, and she tries to twist away from the touch. "Please stop!" she cries out, embarrassment mixing with the pleasure as Tin continues to torment her.

Throughout it all, Emma can feel herself growing wetter and more needy by the second.

Emma sobs as Tin forces her to endure the pleasure-pain of being touched against her will. She tries to fight back, but it's useless; Tin is too strong and experienced in this kind of thing. With a final thrust of her hips, she cries out in release, her body shuddering as waves of pleasure wash over her.

As soon as she comes down from the high, embarrassment floods back into her face like a hot flash. "I'm sorry," she whispers meekly. "