[She-? Oksana was the one who tied her up??? Natsuru just seems more distressed and confused by the second, coupled with the growing warmth inside of her making it difficult to focus or think. The slight friction of the ropes as she squirms isn't exactly... as unpleasant as she might expect?
It's a confusing mix of feelings, made more intense at the sight of Oksana now looming over her. She'd felt... something inside of her, but it hadn't been her focus, what with the lack of clothes and the ropes binding her. Now, with Oksana's knee drawing up and pressing between her thighs, she feels that pressing inside of her as well. It draws a pitched little squeal, muffled by the gag, while wide eyes gaze up at the woman over her. Tied up as she is, she can only squirm helplessly, unable to even scoot back much. With Oksana over her like this, she feels even more trapped...]
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[She-? Oksana was the one who tied her up??? Natsuru just seems more distressed and confused by the second, coupled with the growing warmth inside of her making it difficult to focus or think. The slight friction of the ropes as she squirms isn't exactly... as unpleasant as she might expect?
It's a confusing mix of feelings, made more intense at the sight of Oksana now looming over her. She'd felt... something inside of her, but it hadn't been her focus, what with the lack of clothes and the ropes binding her. Now, with Oksana's knee drawing up and pressing between her thighs, she feels that pressing inside of her as well. It draws a pitched little squeal, muffled by the gag, while wide eyes gaze up at the woman over her. Tied up as she is, she can only squirm helplessly, unable to even scoot back much. With Oksana over her like this, she feels even more trapped...]