She chooses to go look for keys

As horny as she was quickly becoming, wandering the hallways nude, Nicole had no intention of jilling herself off "like a fucking pornstar" anytime soon. She would collect the keys, no matter how difficult it might be. She made her way to the first room and opened the door.

Stepping in, Nicole's jaw dropped.

The key wasn't the issue. It was easy to see and easy to access. The problem was the scene in front of the key.

The room was filled with a wide array of very good looking, very naked people, all fucking like they were going to die tomorrow. Everywhere Nicole tried to avert her eyes she was greeted with the sight of another sexual position, another cock in mouth, or pussy rubbing against pussy. The walls vibrated with the sounds of moans and well, vibrators.

Nicole found herself glancing around the room for slavecollars, wondering subconsciously whether or not these people were being ordered to bang against their will. There were slavegirls and boys all over the place, but there were plenty of uncollared men and women too, which meant they had chosen to be here, and be a part of her debauchery and humiliation.

Despite all that, the reality remained. If Nicole wanted the key, she was going to have to make it past that orgy.

Nicole tried to ignore the warmth that started to flood her body as she chose her approach.