Ring of Pleasure

As soon as Rose put on the ring, several things happened at once. First the ring shrunk, locking tight onto her finger. The jewel of the ring flashed red. At the same moment Rose fell to her knees, almost overcome as a wave of physical pleasure washed over her.

"OOH!" She moaned in a most unladylike manner. Her vagina was on fire! That good burn that proceeded an orgasm, where all senses were heightened and her body felt like a lightning bolt of physical pleasure coursed through her. Her nipples jutted out, rock hard instantly.

The ring was enchanted, but not in the way Rose had expected. The mage had made it for his lady love. It was designed to cause her **** pleasure, to aid in their nightly encounters. To take it off was a simple key word. But, unfortunately for Rose, she didn't' know the key word. She was in an alley, overcome with pleasure. The slightest thing might push her over the edge... and she had no way to deal with it!