Do not relent until she gives up the password.

You press onwards, steadily maintaining the deluge of sensations.

Suddenly, her whole body tenses. Every muscle contracts, limbs contorting. She is locks place, completely still. She stays like this for a moment, breathless. The calm before the storm. With each movement of your hand, you feel the tension building to an inevitable overflow.

A carnal scream erupts. Every inch of her twitches and jerks. Her walls contract around your fingers tightly, her fluids drenching your entire hand. She squirms strongly against the chains. The climax lasts an eternity, you steadily drain every ounce of pleasure from her body.

Eventually the gorgon sags down into the chains, she pants pants heavily. Her head hangs down, exhausted. She whines and squirms, as you continue pounding her with your fingers. But you don't stop, your fingers thrust in and out, rubbing quickly against her clit. Your fingers twist and pull against the nipple in your other hand.

She whines loudly with each frantic breath. "Svop voo bitff!", she yells. You let her suffer, continuing to heap sensations onto her breaking mind. She struggles against the chains desperately, bucking wildly in each direction.

You move your hand briefly from her breasts to pull the rope gag out. "Please stop..!" she begs.

"Tell me the password," you say sternly.

You hear the gorgon groan loudly, her thighs quivering uncontrollably as another orgasm racks her body. She cries frantically, sobs bursting out between heaving gasps. Incapable of speech, she shakes her covered head repeatedly.

"Please... stop... its too much" she begs weakly.

You ignore her. Your pace is rapid now, rubbing quickly along the most sensitive spots to drown her in sensation. "Pleasure mixed with pain... I can't imagine what she is experiencing..." You think. Your own breath is heavy, from the relentless exertion of your limbs as well as the excitement of the moment. You try not to think about how horny this is making you.

First you lay with another woman... now you inflict sexual ****? It's your mentors back home can't see you now...

The broken woman is a shivering wreck now, bracing for the third climax in a row. Like an animal trapped in a corner, she attacks the chains with her whole existence, fighting for survival. Her cries have become full-on sobbing.

"Say it, and I'll stop."

Her head falls back against the stone, neck taught and face pointed upwards.

"Prov.... providence..." she gasps.

Finally. You slowly remove your hands from her body. She twitches and gasps one last time as you pull your soaking fingers out of her, dragging slowly it against her one last time.

'Shame... I wanted to see how far I could push her...' you think.

The gorgon slumps catatonically into her restraints. You consider freeing her, but the chains are strongly cemented to the column. It would take time you do not have.

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... I'll find something of use there.

You leave your victim behind, she won't be awake for quite awhile.