>You start to stick your dick into the cold, smooth hole
>About halfway in, you find that two handles have appeared on the wall close to where your hands are.
>For some reason, you feel like this added insult to injury.
>At least it'll be make things easier.
>Your dick seems to fit perfectly in the small cavity.
>That's when you notice the hole start to get warmer.
>Your dick starts to feel like it's baking.
>But it doesn't get any hotter.
>Is that Dusk's fetish or something?
>It sure is weird and creepy
>Just like a fetish should be.
>Baked dicks. That's a new one. You'll have to tell the anons when you...
>You have a sudden homesickness attack, but Dusk's seductive voice startles you out of your distracted thoughts.
>"Surely you haven't given up on this dripping, tight little pussy yet?"
>Sigh.
>Anon Jr. begins brainwashing you, and you begin to fuck the hole in the wall harder than you thought possible.
>You're stronger than you thought.
>You barely hear the loud slapping noise that you're making
>You can't quite think straight
>You just want to fuck this hole like it's Dusk herself
"Heh, I don't even know what she looks like..."
>She starts chuckling at this thought.
>After what feels like twenty minutes, you start jizzing uncontrollably.
>It takes you five minutes to stop.
>You actually counted. It was five minutes.
>You're still fucking
>You loose track of time, place, and situation.
>Soon enough, you can't even remember your own name.
>All that exists is you fucking the hole.
>And jizzing every twenty minutes.
>You eventually black out.
 
>"Hey. Get up."
"Huh? Wat?"
>"Get up. You can move on now."
>Get up. Move on.
>These commands barely register, as you can't even remember how you got here.
"Whaaa.....?"
>"Did you LITERALLY fuck your brains out? I didn't even know that was possible..."
>That voice was soothing, as if it was...
>What?
>You feel really dizzy, as if you're in a gyro sphere going as fast as humanly possible.
>"Ohhh I...(mumbles)...think I put too mu...of that dru...(mumbling)...remember that for later...(mumbling)..."
>You get up and charge clumsily at the nearest thing, which happens to be the space where the wall used to be.
>You are now falling, and falling, and...
 
>You wake up, and don't know what the hell is going on.
>After a few minutes of lying there on the ground, you start to remember what the hell was going on.
>The room you're in is brightly lit, and you soon realize that you're strapped to a wall.
>It's cooooooold.
>At that thought, the table starts to heat up a bit.
>It's so creepy how Dusk can read your thoughts.
>Or does she hear them? Like you have some sort of Telepathic link?
>At that thought, you realize that nowhere in this place is there an intercom system.
>"We do have a Telepathic link. Isn't that  s e x y ?"
>Total boner killer.
>"Oh, sorry. I thought that it might be a fetish of yours?"
>Really?
>She's trying to figure out your fetishes?
>Wow, she must get bored.
>What does she even do all day, fap using giant hoers dongs?
>"Actually, I do. Not that anyone would care..."
>Woah.
>Where did that come from?
>You don't have time to think about anything else as a giant, multi-armed metal contraption is lowered from the ceiling.
>It has more than a few horse dongs attached to most of the arms.
>The other arms look like they're supposed to hold a rope for a pulley or something.
>You then figure out what this next challenge is supposed to be.
>oh_fuck_no.mp3
>She giggles. Then laughs. Then starts howling hysterically.
>Goddammit
>Fucking women.
>They could be utter psychopaths sometimes.