The men begin to finish up

After taking another 5 men, their sexual appetites seem to be sated as they lock your cell and leave. Your left on the cold stone floor covered in copious amounts of their seed. It leaks from every fuckable hole as you are left panting on the ground.

Mhmhmm soooo good. I-why am I thinking this way. Why do I feel like this!?

Before exhaustion takes you, you take one last look at Syvella. She lays balled up in a corner facing away from you. Her body bruised bartered and slick with seed.

Her and I… we should be somewhere shouldn’t we? There’s something we had to do…?

You slowly blink three times and then sleep takes you.