Of course not silly!

You don't know how much time passes within this accursed bag, and frankly, with how good it's making you feel, you don't care. Those tongues are literally and metaphorically (not that you know the difference any more) magical!

They are making you feel so, so good, and yet, they are a more cruel concoction than anything you ever thought possible. They keep licking and lapping and loving your lusty body all over, and yet... they wont let you cum!

Whenever you feel yourself getting close, the tongues shift away to some other part of you, edging you again and again, but never giving you the release you need.

Hunny too, going off of her own sweet, sensual moans and mewlings.

Tears of frustration well up in your eyes as you are denied an orgasm over and over.

You want to cum. You need to cum.

It's all you can think about, so much so that you fail to notice as your restraints and Hunny's 'outfit' slowly melt away. The strap-on nestled between you and Hunny dissolves first, followed by your arm restraints, then your collar and finally the gag in your mouth.

Soon you and Hunny are completely naked once more as the bag consumes everything, one item at a time. It's working its way through its contents, choosing the easiest pickings first, apparently.

But you are far too concerned with cumming to notice any of that, even when you start to cry and plead for it to let you cum.

Instead, all you manage to do is finally wake up Hunny, who is also going mad with need. The two of you lock eyes with one another and decide to put your powerful intellects together!