Nothing. At least, not immediately.

(This chapter is part of a multichapter smut scene.)

Music room? Handled. You go back, get your cart, finish that room up and move on to the next. Not the VERY next room, though. You skip one. You’re sure that dummy Surge thinks people would just go in order and trigger every trap, but you’re not that dumb. You’ll skip the room with the trap in it.

The next room is a bathroom. Good, nice and small. You can scrub most surfaces in here with your foot since they’re low to the floor, and you can be out of here in no time! You tidy the room up, and then it’s time for the moment of truth. You sit on the floor, grip the small trash bin with both feet and-

*click-click*

…Nothing happened. Yes! You solved the puzzle. You painstakingly dump the trash into a bag using your feet. With a spring in your step, you exit the bathroom.

You think your eyes are playing tricks on you when the hallway seems to warp, the far end elevating above you. But you soon realize it’s no illusion as the hallway turns into a steep slope, and you start sliding down the hallway, back into the foyer. What’s going on here!?

You scrabble at the floor but can’t get a grip, and you end up being deposited cunt-first onto some sort of wedge with a rounded, very warm surface. It feels so melty and good on your crotch, you can’t help but just sink all of your weight down onto it… And then you’re jarred back to reality when shackles snap around your ankles and pull them tight against the triangular wedge you’re sitting on. H-Hey! You’re stuck on this thing now!

As you examine the device you’ve landed on, you recognize it from some videos you’ve watched online. This is a… wooden horse? You have little time to enjoy your realization, however, as a textured dildo extends into your tunnel for you to enjoy instead. You hope that the machine is done, and you’ll just be stuck here on a warm surface with your pussy impaled, but that proves not to be true as the top of the device pulls you to the front like a conveyer belt. Your clit slides against the comfortable warmth and your eyes go half-lidded… Once you’ve reached the front, it switches directions again and you’re being dragged towards the back, producing a different kind of sensation that has your head hanging limply as your eyelids flutter. No more of this, it’s not okay… If everything keeps changing how it screws you, then you can’t even try to adapt…

Back and forth you slide along the wooden horse as the dildo extends and retracts within you with no clear pattern. The various bumps and ridges on the dildo always brush against the best possible spot, causing you to flinch away but only after the toe-curling bliss has been inflicted. You get dragged through the evidence of your own arousal, the rounded surface slick with your juices which somehow haven’t evaporated from the heat, unlike your will to fight. So good… It’s not like you to just stall out without even struggling… But it’s too good… Y-Yes! Right there!

A climax sneaks up on you from out of nowhere, making you arch your back and moan in ecstasy. You try to withdraw your hips from the device to get a break, but there’s no way when it’s supporting your whole weight. You ball up your fists as your pussy gets overstimulated, the euphoria becoming all you can think about. Are you going to lose your mind…?

The answer is yes. Your mind is lost when the dildo in your tunnel shoots a hot liquid into you, filling your womb with the same sort of exquisite heat that your cunt’s been sliding across. You’ve never felt like you belonged anywhere more in your life, as you stumble through another orgasm, leaving all sane thoughts a mile behind you. This thing is the best… It can have you if it wants you, just as long as it never stops keeping you warm and hitting that exact spot. Best dildo ever…