Leave the woman be

Tick... Tick... Tick... Tick...

You decide to stay and admire the woman. You can tell she knows you're there, her body begging to be set free from the contraption, but you do nothing. All you do is stare. This woman, so completely consumed by lust, writing in pleasure, her mind in denial, but her body begging for more and more and more...

It is an entrancing sight. You decide to help her out. You cup one of her breasts. She squeals. You massage it. This feeling is intoxicating. This unbelievable feeling of lust. Of submission. You notice an identical contraption next to her. You reach out to touch it. It starts vibrating vigorously. You can't help yourself. You place your pussy on top of the dildo. You start cumming. Over, and over, and over... Your brain goes dark. The pleasure is all that matters. You don't notice the time pass. After a while, the screens around you start lighting up. The door to the dungeon creaks open. You feel a mask being placed on you. You're too far gone to notice. A part of you is still struggling to get out, but your pussy is doing its absolute best to silence it. You feel ropes tie parts of your body up. You can't move, anymore. Could you move before? It doesn't matter.

The person in front of you sighs.

"Yet another failure."

The door closes shut behind him.

Tick... Tick... Tick... Tick...