Louise drew air in short, uneven breaths. She knew she had to keep calm and try to breathe slowly if she wanted to push down the biting pain, but she had never been locked into anything like this before and was both frightened and heavily excited. The pain rode from her tormented breasts into her helplessly clutched neck, and down into her bowels. She gazed at Doug with a feeling between fear and wonder and felt her clit growing really wet by the minute.
Without really knowing it, she clenched her fists, feeling the imminent shot of cumming hovering over her like a dark moon. Louise purred and moaned with excitement as she waited for her jail warden to watch her or talk to her.