His fingers found Gia and Nara simultaneously.
Two fingers each, no warning, curling immediately to the interior address he had already mapped.
Gia's breath left her in a single punched sound.
"Haa—haa—ugh!"
Her hips snapped forward before she finished the syllable. Her pussy clenched around his fingers and she felt the stretch of it like a word she'd been trying to remember — 'yes, that, 'that' was the word' — and then her body took over the sentence entirely and she was fucking herself on his hand with the specific gracelessness of a woman whose filing system had been reassigned.
'This is grotesque,' some old part of her noted, watching her own hips move.
'This is necessary,' the mark answered. 'File it there. File everything there from now.'
"Master please—my pussy's twitching so much—nipples hurt—boobs so tight—I'm losing it—fuck my slutty hole more—♡"
