She's probably in for a little BJ

You stand up and stick your hard-on in front of her face. “Maybe you could even help me with that...”

“I'd love to!” With a jerky movement, her right hand grabs your balls. “I warned you not to do anything stupid.”

You don't know where she gets so much strength from, but Anne squeezes so tightly that you're seriously afraid your balls are about to burst. “Please let go, I get it!” Your pleas are to no avail. Only when your bracelet lights up red after endless seconds she does release her grip.

“So you men are all the same indeed!”, Anne snorts furiously. “Thank you for that lesson, I hope I've finally understood. From now on, I'll just castrate every guy I come across here without a guilty conscience.”