Me smothers you with her stomach

Me undoes her leather coat, revealing her nubile figure, covered in a black body stocking. She walks up to you and pulls your face down into her taut stomach. As you plunge into the warm darkness, you struggle for air, getting hotter as your trapped breath warms up the nylon.

Your arms pull against your shackles, and you try to get to your feet, but Me is stronger than she looks and doesn’t let you move. “It’ll all be over soon, my panicked one. Just embrace the darkness, this may be the last...”

You don’t hear anymore.