Let her cum.

At the sound of the password, the stone door began rolling into wall. It grinds audibly against the floor.

As you look passed the opening door, you see a lavish bed chamber. The Queen's private quarters...

You know you should hurry onwards, with the door open, but you take your time-- enjoying the moment.

"Lets leave her catatonic... she won't be able to call for help when I'm done with her." you muse.

Your motions, sensual and slow, build up quickly over a few seconds. Each thrust is quicker and deeper then the last. Her breath becomes a long, continual moan.

The gorgon squirms at your mercy.

With a single hand, you pull the cloak off the gorgon's head. You know she won't petrify you now, until her needs are satisfied she is at your mercy. On a practical level, you know such an action is pointlessly risky. You want to see her face.

Her expression is one of pure lust and desperation. Her eyes are locked with yours, begging for more.

Your hand on her clit and the hand inside her are synchronized, the pace and pressure lethally precise.

"Come now." you command.

Her eyes, locked onto you, roll back into her head. Her entire body contorts, each well-defined muscle contracting. The gorgon's arms wrench against their shackles, her shoulders twisting frantically for leverage. Her thighs tremble desperately as the climax consumes her entire existence.

It seems to last an eternity, until finally your victim's body sighs completely. She sags down into her restraints, broken.

Your soaked hands ache from the exertion, but a wicked smile is stuck on your face. I enjoyed that too much...

You feel your own excitement between your legs, a dark need builds inside you. You turn to the matters at hand.

I've gained entry to the Vampire's sanctum... let's see what we can find.