No! Anything but this!

Your mind never turly clears, and remains a foggy, hazy mess. As you are released from the table, you find that sex is all you can think about. As soon as you are let down, you begin to pull your clothes off, ready to jump at Korak, but you are grabbed from behind by one of the guards and dragged off to a special room, identical to the girly room you were put in when Korak first captured you. This one, however, does have a door and windows, but they are locked. Unable to take your mind of somehow obtaining sexual pleasures, you begin feeling and fingering yourself while lying naked on the bed.

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