It's Alison.

The bedroom door opens and you see her standing there with a big smile.

"Phew. What an exhausting day, huh? Well, it's nice to be home... Did you enjoy yourself?"

You beg her to turn it off. You explain the last few hours, and at the tease of freedom being so close, you start to jerk around in your bindings, crying out for her to release you.

"Oh my god! I had no idea that could even happen," she says as she frantically giggles. "I use that setting sometimes, but never for hours. Woops! You must be in a lot of agony right now, which sounds fun, but this is a little too much. Let me get you out of that."

She pulls out a small remote and she shuts it off. You sigh out with relief as the pounding ceases, though your womanhood still cries out for relief. You've actually never been this horny in your entire life. She pulls the machine off, leaving you now with what looks like a small chastity belt that presumably the device plugged into. The hole the "toy" fit into closes.

Alison starts to pat down her own body for a moment, but her face turns a little white as she freezes.

"Uh... Don't be mad, but I don't exactly know where the key went."

Your eyes open wide as you stare at her with an intense inner rage. She lost the key?! You whimper, just wanting a touch on your pussy. Just a touch. You want to orgasm so badly.

She starts to scratch at the belt, trying to get the hole open again. The feeling of her fingers moving just an inch away from your most sensitive spot, but not being able to feel a bit of it, nearly brings you to tears.