Ava had two more requests and that was to wear her hair tied in a tail and to wear a G-string or preferably nothing underneath, she said something alo...g the lines of “It would add to the allure of the outfit, they would be drawn to it but would not be quite able to place what it is.Once inside she found herself in a hallway with five nameplates near the elevator, one of them said “Octo-Neko Sutajio 3rd Floor”. As soon as she arrived on the third floor, she faced a lobby with the logo she was. He felt so incredible inside of her, filling her until she could feel the tip of his cock pressing against her sensitive cervix, which felt amazing in and of itself. Her eyes fluttered open to find Ryan gazing at her, a look of sheer pleasure contorting the features of his face in the best possible way. She felt the urgent need to kiss him, cupping his face with her hands and crushing her lips on his. His tongue forcefully opened her lips and slid into her mouth, their tongues twisting and. He picked up the pace. Stroking and stroking. In and out. In and out. Faster and faster. Deeper and deeper. Pumping her ample and curvaceous buttocks hard from behind as he pulled back on the thick gold chain of her gleaming QAnon necklace, using it like reins, gripping and pulling back as he thrust hard, deep into her warm and appetizing ass, riding her like a kinky cowboy, pounding her sweet cheeks as she bucked and rolled, her head twisting and neck stretching, trapped by the closed window. While each impact was still excruciating, and thanking him for her torture while asking for more was still degrading, she had never been turned on more, and pleasure was starting to creep its way through all the physical and emotional pain. She did finally make it to 10 lashes and breathed a sigh of short-lived relief. In all the pain of her beating, she had forgotten what her Master had said would come after. Without even giving her a moment to catch her breath, he pressed his cock against.