They stopped to clean up. Claire deserves to be raped. XXX When Claire’s twat was dry, Kitten got a roll of duct tape, snapped off a short length, and pasted it down across Claire’s cunt. It sealed the training vibrator inside her. In the morning, she awoke while it was still dark. ‘Where’s your bathroom, Kitten?’ she asked. She panicked for a moment but then realised it was her training device. Claire’s cunt was soaking wet and she knew that her pussy juices were running down her thighs and soaking into the bed but she didn’t much care because she could feel Kitten’s own wetness on her buttocks. ‘Thank you, Claire! Kitten looked abruptly angry. ‘What’s in this, anyway?’ asked Claire as she savoured a glass. Then she and Kitten did Kitten’s morning exercises. But nevertheless she knew it would hurt Kitten’s feelings a little.
