Go through the pink door.

The room is mostly bare other than a slim hall that continues forward to what appears to be a hole going straight down. So, she shrugs, and continues on.

When she gets to the middle of the room, metal claws suddenly burst up from the tiles as if by magic, and they grab tightly around her ankles. Another comes up from behind and wraps completely around her midriff. At this point, she's completely unable to move the bottom half of her body, so she starts smashing her sword's blade against the metal to no avail.

After a moment, between her opened legs, she spies something else appear from the tiles. It's long, wide, and phallic in shape, and it slowly rises up to press between her legs.

"Gah! What is this? How dare you do something like this to me! You can't take my dignity away like this!" she yells, struggling in place.

The device begins to vibrate, pressing against the fabric of her panties directly on her soft lips. It starts slow, but only a few moments pass before it kicks into overdrive. The intense vibrations are immediately enough to nearly drive her into madness, especially given her humiliating and futile position. Unable to close her legs, she grabs at it with her hands, but it doesn't budge. Soft, sensual moans begin to mutter out from her mouth.

The metal shakes violently as she bucks her hips, both in frustration of her trap, but also in hungry desire.

"N-No~! I'm going to... Not right here. I don't want to c-cum. Aah~!"

Her pride, unfortunately, becomes a victim of he trap. It brings her ever closer to an orgasm. She pants heavier and heavier, and finally, she looks up to the ceiling as she awaits the inevitable explosion of pleasure. But, it doesn't come.

The vibrations stop and it lowers an inch down from her pussy.

Somehow, this is even worse for her. She moves her hands down, but claws burst from the floor to yank her wrists away, holding them firmly in place. She flails in her bindings, absolutely livid that her orgasm was teased to intensely and then completely stolen away. She grinds her teeth together and snarls out through her nostrils, wanting nothing more than to touch herself, as much as she isn't wishing to admit that to anybody.

It moves up again, presses against her wetness, and vibrates.

"Aaah~! No!" she cries out in fear, knowing exactly what the trap is going to do yet again.

It brings her closer, and closer. But the instant before she cums, it pulls down again, leaving her shouting out for relief. Her sexual frustrations begin to drive her absolutely insane.

It moves up again, and once more, it teases her. And then stops. Teases. Stops. On. Off. On. Off.

"Fuck~!" she screams. "Make me cum already, damnit!"

Her face glows red. Did she just say that? She presses her lips together tightly, unable to admit to herself that she just begged for an orgasm. Panting and ****, she starts to worry this us her fate for the rest of her life.

It rises up, but this time, it doesn't vibrate. It just sits there. Then, it begins to slowly rub over the front of her lips in the most teasing manner. Droplets run down its shift, and her entire body begins to shake--pleading for climax. Her left hand is then suddenly freed! But at the same time, magic words appear in the air in front of her, and beneath them, a button labelled A and a button labelled B.

They read, "Press A to become absolutely pleasured with release. Press B to continue the dungeon."

Strangely enough, she doesn't immediately press B. She wants to cum so badly.