And she does collapse into what can probably only be described as a fuck-puddle. There's a thoroughly satisfied expression on her face as she tries to roll to one side so she can see them. Her whole body is pleasantly humming with sensation, and Claudia can't help but wonder just what more they have planned. Because there would be more, of that she has no doubt.
To her, it seems like the men just go from one thing to the next, moving as if they've planned every piece of this dance, and she's the stage. The performance is for her, too. They're teaching her how to be theirs, what her position will be from now on, and she feels too damned good to even think about the fact that she's collared.
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Date: 2016-05-05 07:47 pm (UTC)From:To her, it seems like the men just go from one thing to the next, moving as if they've planned every piece of this dance, and she's the stage. The performance is for her, too. They're teaching her how to be theirs, what her position will be from now on, and she feels too damned good to even think about the fact that she's collared.