Ain by now lost in the game completely. Hands are stuck on either side of the head.
It was as if there was an invisible string restricting his movements and it was very uncomfortable.
"Eh?"
Ain looked up to see Zannie who was grinning evilly. The wizard smiled knowingly that he was caught in Arzan's trap. It was his fault that caused this to happen. He was too greedy and hasty.
Even though he was annoyed, Ain didn't mind being tied up, this time he let Zannie play with his body to give an exclusive, persuasive show.
Ain knew he had many opportunities to tear Zannie apart until she couldn't breathe. Next time the golden opportunity is in the hands of the wizard.
"It's okay, do whatever you want." Ain's cheeks puffed up in a sulk but quickly returned to focus on watching his lover's vagina throwing An frustration away behind.
