Lila decides to masturbate... (Broken +1)

Lila's fingers trembled as they dipped lower, brushing against the soft curls between her thighs. A quiet gasp escaped her lips, equal parts shame and desire. She knew she shouldn't - her morning routine left little time for indulgence - but the ache building within her was impossible to ignore.

Her eyes fluttered closed as she began to circle her clit, slow and deliberate. The silk of her nightgown whispered against her skin with each movement, a sensual counterpoint to the vulgar wetness coating her fingers. Lila bit her lip, stifling a moan as pleasure radiated outward from her core.

Her mind raced, searching for an acceptable fantasy to fuel her arousal. The carefully curated selection of erotic literature provided by the Ministry of Virtue flashed through her thoughts - tales of demure wives pleasuring their husbands, of virginal brides submitting to their wedding nights. But those sanitized stories held no appeal for Lila...