Certainly not

The demon gone, but the straps don't retract, holding you down to the chair. Mechanical whirs fill the room as the tube retracts into the wall, the gray goop vanishing into some unseen drain. Your breaths come heavy, shaking your sizeable scarlet bust slightly, the anticipation not dampening the concern of being stuck in this chair, completely naked.

A sharp, unexpected pain in your arm causes you to jump- one of the machine's arms, surprisingly silent, extended and inserted the contents of a syringe directly into your bloodstream. The effects are immediate and effective, as your heartbeat fills your ears, and you start to feel every brief current of air passing through the room. Deep warmth of arousal floods to your groin, and you watch your cock twitch upwards to the beat of your heart, gradually growing to a full erection, its crimson head peeking out from beneath the layer of foreskin.

The syringe was only the beginning, however, as a set of arms extend from the machine. One is clearly hollow, topped with a glass jar on the end of a long tube, while the other ends in an empty cylinder, cut down one side and open. A sensation of coldness rushes to your oversensitive member as the first arm covers its tip, and the feeling continues when the cylinder closes around your shaft. The machine's purpose is rather clear, but you don't particularly care, practically **** for release from the teasing.

Several moments later, that release is granted to you, as the machine's cylindrical arm begins to slide up and down the shaft of your sizable cock, and the pleasure of pressure on your foreskin triggers an immediate orgasm, cum splashing directly into the glass arm and shortly sucked inside. Some of the drops escape to land on your thighs, but you're past the point of caring, and ride what feels like an eternal orgasm, eyes rolling back in pleasure and body shaking.

In reality, it's several orgasms, all in immediate succession, but the volume of your semen never decreases, the arms literally pumping your fluid directly into the greedy jar. You can hear it moving through the tube as it passes your head, and the briefest part of your conscious questions why, but then it's lost again in the pleasure. This cycle continues for what feels like a week, and impressively is almost a full hour, but eventually the serum does start to wear off, and you find yourself brought back to reality. Similarly, the arms slow in their administration, eventually detaching and retracting entirely, leaving your scarlet cock to slowly deflate, sore and completely empty of cum.