Leraphine raised her flogger first, the leather strands whispering through the air before landing across Virael's thighs with a sharp sting.
Virael flinched, her hips jerking forward instinctively, only to thrust back a heartbeat later, driving the anal dildo deeper.
The sudden shift sent a jolt through her, a mix of ache and pleasure rippling up her spine.
Seraphine followed, her flogger snapping against Liora's hips with a playful flick.
Liora's body reacted the same—hips bucking outward, then sinking back, the dildo pressing further into her ass as she let out a soft, surprised yelp, her tail twitching wildly.
Seraphine's grin widened, a glint of mischief in her eyes as she produced a new clamp—a delicate chain with clips at each end.
She knelt, attaching one to Liora's clit, the bite sharp and immediate, then stretched it to Virael's, fastening the other end with a gentle tug.
The chain gleamed between them, taut and binding.
Seraphine swung her flogger again, catching Liora's thighs.
Liora's hips jolted forward, yanking the chain, and a sting flared through her clit—mirrored instantly in Virael's as the pull traveled.
Both let out sounds—Liora's a high, muffled cry, Virael's a low, startled groan.
The flocking continued, Leraphine striking Virael's breasts and stomach and Seraphine targeting Liora's thighs, each lash sending their bodies rocking.
The chain tugged relentlessly, blending sharp pain with the deep pleasure of the dildo shifting inside them, their gasps mingling in the air.
When the flocking ceased, they hovered at the edge—chests heaving, faces flushed.
Liora's ears drooped, her breaths shaky and uneven, while Virael's calm mask had shattered, her skin hot and her lips parted in quiet pants.
The sisters exchanged a nod, stepping forward as they lifted their robes, revealing their thick, pulsing cocks.
With gentle hands, they guided Virael and Liora to kneel, still back-to-back, the movement yanking the clit clamp chain tighter and forcing the anal dildo even deeper.
Their knees hit the floor, hands and legs tangling awkwardly as they adjusted, the fullness and the tug on their clits drawing sharp whimpers from Liora and a stifled moan from Virael.
"Open your mouths," Seraphine purred, her voice a warm command.
Liora hesitated, her lips trembling as she parted them, while Virael obeyed with a steadier breath.
Seraphine's fingers brushed Liora's jaw, teasing her mouth open wider before sliding her cock inside—slow and shallow at first, just the tip resting on her tongue.
Liora gagged, her throat tightening, but Seraphine cooed softly, stroking her cheek.
"Easy, breathe through it," she murmured, easing in a little deeper with each gentle thrust.
The taste was warm and faintly musky, filling her senses as she adjusted, her gags softening into wet, muffled sounds.
Seraphine kept it slow for minutes, letting Liora find her rhythm, her cock gliding halfway in before pulling back, slick with saliva.
Leraphine, meanwhile, traced Virael's lips with her fingertips, parting them with a quiet insistence.
She slid her cock in, shallow at first, letting Virael feel the weight of it—smooth and firm against her tongue.
Virael's breath hitched, but she relaxed into it, her mouth closing around Leraphine's length as she began to move—slow, controlled thrusts that barely breached her throat.
Leraphine's neutral expression held, her eyes half-lidded with quiet enjoyment, though her hips betrayed her relish as she pushed deeper after a few minutes.
The head of her cock nudged Virael's throat, and she swallowed instinctively, a faint gag rumbling out before she steadied herself.
Leraphine paused there, buried deep, letting Virael's warmth envelop her for a long, still moment—seconds stretching as Virael's lips stretched tight—before pulling out with a slow, wet slide, leaving her gasping softly.
Seraphine picked up her pace with Liora, her thrusts growing bolder, sinking deeper until Liora's nose brushed her skin.
Liora gagged again, tears pricking her blindfolded eyes, but Seraphine's hand cupped her head, guiding her through it until she managed a shaky rhythm, her muffled moans vibrating around the shaft.
Leraphine matched her sister, returning to Virael's mouth with deeper strokes—each one pressing past her gag reflex, her throat yielding as she took it with a quiet, determined focus.
The room filled with the sounds of their breaths—Liora's wet, desperate gasps and Virael's low, throaty hums—mingled with the slick slide of the sisters' cocks.