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I opened the door and stepped inside. This room appeared to be a bedchamber. With very extravagant and gaudy décor.

Naturally, I immediately scanned the room for any sign of a trap. At this point I was will acquainted with the witches twisted sense of humor.

But aside from the very questionable interior decorating, everything seemed normal.

“Alright, slut, let’s give us some good stuff to work with!”

Huh?

That was definitely Beatrice’s voice, but just as in the toybox it seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere at once.

“What do you mean?”

Without further explanation my body suddenly started to get hot. A never before felt feeling of arousal washed over me. With a grunt, I collapsed on the bed. My dick felt like it would rip through my pants at any moment!

Then, I started to experience what would be the best orgasm of my life.

All I could do was flop around the bed as cum shot out of me like crazy.

But it wouldn't stop.

More and more cum shot out of my dick, the sweet pleasure soon giving way too complete agony as my mind and body where locked in inescapable torture.

My life juices quite where literally squeezed out of me.