After several long hours

I stay there bitting my lip trying to avoid moaning and expressing how aroused I'm getting by the stimulation.

First times it's more or less easy, but with time the continual stimulation is driving me crazy and only want the release.

My mind doesn't accept doing so, knowing that with those words I'm accepting what I'm being **** to become: a slut needed to get fucked.

But the more time I'm in such a state the less i care. I don't know how long have I been there or how many times I've been driven to the edge, but my rational part is each time weaker and I want the release by any mean.

Finally I surrender and pressing the button i say it, almost in a whisper, "Fuck me hard", tears run by my face in shame, but I just can hope I"ll finally get the orgasm.

But as I'm about to reach the orgasm, the pussy stops and the process starts again.

I notice then they said the dildo should have activated and it didn't so I may have done something wromg.

It's then i remember she said I should scream it and I'm about to say no, but as another orgasm is denied I've **** and I scream it: Fucl me hard!!"

The door open and a naked man enters. His cock is long and thick, even more than Rocko's.

I wonder what is he doing here but he explains it.

"I'm the key of your freedom, beg it to me and you'll get the release and leave this place."

I'm desperated, but is it a good idea?