Ely surrendered to Amane's touch and her body was loose and relaxed. But it was not going to stay like this for long.
Amane grabbed Ely's face, which she was unprepared for, and pulled her into a long and deep kiss. Ely tried to resist a little bit but Amane did not let her go.
She could feel Ely struggling to breathe but Aamen's tongue licked across her mouth and even did not let go when she pulled out of Ely's mouth.
Ely seemed to already be reaching her limit and she had not even been kissed for a long time. Pleasure was not something she was used to.
"Stop trying to come by rubbing your pussy across these chains. You are a prisoner and you are enjoying being bound like this? Talk about having a filthy mind."
Amane scolded Ely and her tone was far from gentle. But Ely still felt her heart race with fear and arousal. She wanted to be degraded like this more from Amane.
"I-I am not filthy. This is my body's natural response to being touched."
