Put herself on display.

Nicole did some crude math. Finding the keys for 4 locks would take forever. She still believed time was of the essence here, and she was strong enough in that conviction that she was willing to try and play with herself in front of her audience.

The challenge was, as much as she wanted to _try _and cum for the crowd, she didn't know if she could. She rarely masturbated, only in times of **** need, and she didn't really know how to do it for someone else's enjoyment. She'd give it the old college try, she figured, and if it wasn't good enough to open the door, she'd go find the keys.

Nicole closed her eyes, and ran her hands up and down her body, listening to what felt good and what didn't, thinking about what she would want to see if she was on camera.

Her hands found their way to her perky tits. She began to caress them slowly, like she enjoyed her occasional partners to do with her when she had them. Her breasts had always been sensitive.

Her hands lingered here for awhile, before moving up to her nipples. She stroked and tugged on them, emitting small gasps as she felt them firm in her hands.

She was thinking less about the viewers now, but still had enough presence of mind to make eye contact with the camera as she placed her fingers in her mouth for lubrication. She had seen that in a porno once.

Her right hand traveled down between her legs, seeking out her clit. She began to stroke it slowly, allowing her body to become used to the near electrical simulation she was experiencing, having been revved up by her ordeal so far. Her other hand running through her red hair, Nicole increased the intensity. The pleasure of the stimulation caused her knees to buckle, and then, after a few moments, she fell to her back, unable to see the screen anymore, but she didnt care. She was lost in the throes of her own internal passion.

As good as it felt, she felt no closer to orgasm. She put her left hand in her mouth, then found her pussy with it, slowly inserting a finger inside. This additional stimulation was the key, but she wasn't there yet. A second, then a third finger followed, all sense of modesty gone as she fingerfucked herself in an attempt to achieve release, juices flowing everywhere.

The sounds of flesh hitting flesh and the moans of a whore filled the room, and increased in intensity as she realized she was going to cum. With a long, guttural "OH FUCK", Nicole DuVray came harder than she had with any partner or any toy in her life.

She lay on the floor, basking in the afterglow, no thoughts in her head, catching her breath. Eventually, she was able to return to her feet. Now the question was, was her display lewd enough for her captors?

A panel slid open on the wall, revealing a hand towel that, on inspection, was warm and slightly damp. Nicole assumed it was to clean herself off, as it was too small to cover herself up with, so she did and replaced it.

The panel closed, the door swung open, the voice said nothing.

Internally giggling at the thought that her display had made the voice that always had something to say speechless, Nicole bit her lip slightly and pressed forward.