I lay there, trembling and spent, the aftershocks of my release coursing through me like a lingering echo. Mistress Inga and Mistress Selene exchanged a knowing glance; their smirks hinted at an unspoken agreement that left me feeling utterly exposed. Their dominance was intoxicating—a display of power that left no room for disobedience and no hope for escape. Mistress Inga finally withdrew, the strap-on slipping free wit...