She could of sworn she softly moaned at the touch of Bri’s finger at her navel, although rough Jack felt a warm pulse right at her groin when that happened. Getting herself together she just sighed, allowing her wrists to go limp in the cuffs. “You picked the wrong person to dominant Bri, I’m not even fucking kidding–when I get these cuffs off you’re dead!” Jack bellowed, thrashing about once more, her hair was disheveled and her chest heave. “So have your fun, but like I said…"
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