Chapter 102 Restrained

• The vibrating wand ripped away from Quin’s clit, wrenching it away with a violent jerk and leaving her sensitive nerve endings crying out in the cool air of the booth.
• Quin’s hips gave an involuntary jerk, her body demanding the friction that had suddenly been denied to her in the aftermath of her orgasm. Before she could get her breath back, the First Man roughly pulled back on the tresses of Simone’s hair, tearing her mouth away from his cock with a wet popping noise.
• The cobalt glass dildo, still clenched in Simone’s hand, slipped out of Quin’s cunt, leaving her clenching tightly around nothingness. Quin sagged against the velvet wall of the booth, her chest rising and falling rapidly, the restraint on her left wrist cutting into her skin as she hung limply, drenched in sweat in her crimson latex dress.