Endure

(This chapter is part of a multichapter smut scene.)

You’re packed in too tight, so your only choice is to wait this one out like the first trap. This couldn’t possibly be the end, right? You won’t end up entombed in tentacles… right?

You instinctively try to stand on your tiptoes in order to escape the increasing pressure around your neck, but it works just as poorly as anything else you’ve tried. The tentacles continue wriggling within you, now at near mach speeds, and you could swear you feel them bumping against your flat tummy whenever they bottom out. Your world gradually shrinks as your air supply is depleted, to the point that you can’t perceive anything except the violent, high-speed screwing you’re receiving in each of your holes. And then…

“FUUUUUUUCK!!” As air hits your lungs, you immediately cum beneath the mass of thick tendrils engulfing you. Not that they seem to care at all. Back into your mouth, one of the tentacles ventures, to mute your orgasmic cries as you continue to shake and shudder within the confines of your prison. At some point, the tentacles must get bored of fucking you, as the door opens and you’re forcefully ejected onto the floor with your ass sticking up. How ladylike…

After you come to your senses, you find that your maid panties are missing. You spot them sitting directly next to the sarcophagus. Guess you’ll just have to walk up really really close to it in order to get your panties back. Like, easily within grabbing range of the tentacles inside.

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Going commando in a mansion full of stuff that wants to fuck you into oblivion isn’t that bad, right? Just then, you hear a voice projecting all the way down the hall. “NOT AGAIN!!!” Good lord, is that Grey? She must be screaming loud enough for the entire mansion to hear!