the big bang theory
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The time between her last beg and Kaena's next movement felt like an eternity. Her eyes were hollow as they stared and her muzzle pressed against the woman's arm as she waited, wondering vaguely if she had to beg further. Her jaw began to form a word but within that second, she was invaded again. At first, it was uncomfortable but her fingers found their place. They moved faster than before, pushing at her insides with force and she felt her eyes roll back into her head. Vieira's own body pressed forward to help and her muzzle continued to nuzzle against the hybrid's arm. She struggled for posture as she put some of her body weight on the arm and used it for support, pressing her womanhood further onto her hand to add to the pleasure.


There were no other words between them, Kaena's fingers restlessly probing her insides and moving quicker until Vieira's body buckled. It hit her like a freight train, a pleasure she could not remember. She remembered sitting there, leaning back, and Sivaro taking advantage of her with something (if it were not his bare hand) in front of other coyotes. The only thing she could remember was the embarrassment and humiliation she felt. Today, she would remember the pleasure and how it rocked her. It was only her and Kaena, no one else (except for the cackling of her former owners in her mind but she could not focus on them) were around to watch her pathetic body give away to its desires. Vieira's body was left hollow, pressing her weight onto the woman with a few last twitch and grinds against her hand until it surpassed.


Vieira's eyes were closed right as she struggled with her front legs steady, to stop her full weight on the woman when all she wanted to do was collapse on the floor and cry. Her face was already wet form tears having welled up and overflown through her fur. The slave could barely breathe as she felt her body relax, feeling high and away from her body. The muscles in her back legs began to give out and they extended awkwardly, putting more weight on her front legs and on Kaena's arm. It was too much and the woman could barely move another muscle as she felt the throb inside her start to slow.

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