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Chapter 11 by TheArchitect TheArchitect

Take it?

She pushes the dildo inside her deeper.

Jen knew she wanted more of that, and NOW! So she found the intruder's base and tried to move it around. The cumulative effect of the unavoidable nipple massage and vaginal intruder's disturbance brought the girl over the edge once more, and she collapsed right inside the wardrobe.

The fall was hard despite the boot shafts' efforts to soften it, but no pain could stop Jen from diving into the tsunami of pleasure. She rolled around, trying to capture the moment of strongest orgasm in her entire life. After what seemed like a disappearingly short while, the feelings inevitably started to fade.

"I don't want it to end! I want it to last forever!"

"It is entirely possible, sweetheart. Just follow your heart."

Primal lust overthrew her mind, and the transition from "I want to get out of here" to "I wanna cummMMMmmm" was now finished after just a few minutes. She reached out of the wardrobe for the latex panties she drew out previously. Only now the girl noticed that there was a white metal handcuff wrapped around her reaching wrist, and the second one was dangling open, connected by a short chain. It must have installed itself while she was enjoying herself.

"I sense that they can aid us in our goal. But don't get too distracted."

Jen slid the shiny piece of clothing past the shiny pair of footwear attached to her feet and decided to stand up for easier sliding of the second dildo. It was not much of a problem since the bra went into sleeping mode, and she managed to hold onto something sticking out the wall as a support. She took a lube bottle from the corner of the wardrobe and applied some more slipperiness to the already lubed sex toy just so she did not have to worry about the possible pain. After that, she pulled the panties up and filled her butthole without hesitation.

The dildo was of the same big size as the first one before activation.

"Don't rush it. You will have a lifetime of pleasure, but first we need to finish what we started."

"Whadaya meeean?" — Jen asked in the horniest throaty voice, surprising herself.

"Look around."

The girl finally noticed that the item that she was leaning on was another dildo, this time designed to fit in the mouth. So she slammed it in immediately. After a loud beep, a steel band sprung out of its base and wrapped itself around Jen's head, securing the gag in place and pushing it deep into her throat. Already feeling the triple penetration becoming her eternal joy source, she put her left handcuff on from the front side and swung her hands up to catch a nearby hook with the chain.

Then it began. As Jen hung onto her cuffs, the impact brought the dildos and bra to action. The rear intruder clicked and started inflating just like the other one did sometime before. The nipple massage felt like it was twice as intensive. She wriggled in the air, scrabbling the wooden floor with her 6 inch heels and making the dildos swing like trees in a hurricane.

So ****, so helpless, so horny... Orgasms were going one after another until Jen finally passed out from the exhaustion. While she wasn't there, the hook her handcuff chain hung onto slowly extended into an inescapable ring, and the wardrobe started to sink into the floor mechanically, transporting the girl to her new place.

"She's going to be a great source of energy. I'll put her in the first row of the Storage."

ENDING #19

Jen succumbs to the White Mall.

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