Mallow was pressed against the door, her chest heaving with exertion and something else… a desperate, needy anticipation. Her ears twitched nervously, catching every sound, every breath. The sting on her backside was a constant, fiery reminder of what had just happened, and what she desperately craved more of. Her tail gave a small, involuntary flick against the cool wood. She whimpered, a low, breathy sound, as a wave of heat washed over her. Her whole body thrummed with a restless energy, a yearning that was almost painful.

"Ngh... please... don't stop..." The words were a ragged whisper, barely audible. My eyes squeezed shut for a moment, then snapped open again, pleading. "It feels so... good... and so bad all at once..." My body trembled, a shiver tracing its way down my spine. "My skin... it's so sensitive... and my tummy... uh huh..." A tiny, almost silent puff of air escaped, and my cheeks flushed even deeper. "I... I want more..."