Re: Unexpected Domino Effect - Brielle & Domino.
Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2026 8:01 pm
Almost like an engine suddenly losing all steam, Brielle's resistance simply... broke. She had reached her limit; No, she was way past that already. Burning what little stamina she had left, only managing to barely cling to consciousness... if this could be considered that at all.
She was trapped, completely entangled around the model's figure like a wet towel- her one free arm hung limp in the air like a noodle. There were no more snarky responses, only her ragged breathing and the rise and fall of her chest. The fatigue had completely taken over by now... the unusual position in which her arm was kept strained behind Domino's back had left the upper portion of her body completely numb... Her torso, twisted and stretched out in the submission hold, continued to be crushed by the unforgiving grip of his fingers digging deep into her abs. Her shaky legs were not even trembling anymore, for any sense of conscious pain had completely vanished... the only reason she was still standing was Domino.
Her entire abdominal wall, one of the more alluring parts of her entire anatomy, had been turned into nothing more than a free canvas for Domino's fingers to dance across; smooth, flushed skin, fingertips tracing the contours of her muscles which kept twitching involuntarily, whether from a simple reflex or merely in reaction to the model’s touch as they reached deep into her navel.
"Mmmph..." A moan left Brielle's mouth, an exclamation of what her mind was feeling right at that moment, a mixture of stimuli that only got more intense as Domino flexed the arm hooked around her head, and their lips pressed together in a tight, steamy kiss... The push made Brielle wince, but this gesture was soon overtaken by the fleeting confusion drawing on her gaze... she frowned as they stuck together, the model indulging himself in the goth's taste... while Brielle did little to present any resistance, with her head moving slowly following the man's own movements as he maintained the dominant and one-sided kiss.
The goth's eyelids felt heavy.
The model's hand drifted lower once again, traveling from the slick skin covering her abs down to her tight pants until it was able to cover the lower portion of her hip safely hooking over the base. Sending a warm feeling down onto her skin, just before the stroking motion began... slow and calculated, sending a wide range of signals across Brielle. Her hips began to respond to the movement, going up and down as a result... her legs started to shake again, she tried to bring them together, but the positioning for the abdominal stretch prevented them from doing so.
A few more moans came out of the trapped gal, but these were drowned, muffled deep within Domino's mouth, who kept the passionate kiss the entire time.
She was trapped, completely entangled around the model's figure like a wet towel- her one free arm hung limp in the air like a noodle. There were no more snarky responses, only her ragged breathing and the rise and fall of her chest. The fatigue had completely taken over by now... the unusual position in which her arm was kept strained behind Domino's back had left the upper portion of her body completely numb... Her torso, twisted and stretched out in the submission hold, continued to be crushed by the unforgiving grip of his fingers digging deep into her abs. Her shaky legs were not even trembling anymore, for any sense of conscious pain had completely vanished... the only reason she was still standing was Domino.
Her entire abdominal wall, one of the more alluring parts of her entire anatomy, had been turned into nothing more than a free canvas for Domino's fingers to dance across; smooth, flushed skin, fingertips tracing the contours of her muscles which kept twitching involuntarily, whether from a simple reflex or merely in reaction to the model’s touch as they reached deep into her navel.
"Mmmph..." A moan left Brielle's mouth, an exclamation of what her mind was feeling right at that moment, a mixture of stimuli that only got more intense as Domino flexed the arm hooked around her head, and their lips pressed together in a tight, steamy kiss... The push made Brielle wince, but this gesture was soon overtaken by the fleeting confusion drawing on her gaze... she frowned as they stuck together, the model indulging himself in the goth's taste... while Brielle did little to present any resistance, with her head moving slowly following the man's own movements as he maintained the dominant and one-sided kiss.
The goth's eyelids felt heavy.
The model's hand drifted lower once again, traveling from the slick skin covering her abs down to her tight pants until it was able to cover the lower portion of her hip safely hooking over the base. Sending a warm feeling down onto her skin, just before the stroking motion began... slow and calculated, sending a wide range of signals across Brielle. Her hips began to respond to the movement, going up and down as a result... her legs started to shake again, she tried to bring them together, but the positioning for the abdominal stretch prevented them from doing so.
A few more moans came out of the trapped gal, but these were drowned, muffled deep within Domino's mouth, who kept the passionate kiss the entire time.