Old event: Bondage || High aphro for Flynn, feel free to byo.

[divine_streak]

Flynn was restless. He had found himself hit by another bout of heavy aphrodisiacs and was gripped by a carnal need. As much as he tried to resist and distract himself, he finally had to admit a simple truth to himself: he had to orgasm. Fortunately, he had the good fortune to make this admission while he was in his room. That meant he stood a

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[boogiebod]

The soothing voice didn't do anything for her. It brought to mind some creepy playing out his sick rescue fantasies on poor, sweet, innocent her, and she was probably going to get the whole act from him now. But nuh uh, Etna would not fall for that crap, no sir!

First step was, as soon as there was room, to fold her tail over her exposed areas. Her tail was thin, but it was enough to get the job done. She wouldn't kick yet - not when for all she knew, the freak had spikes or something all over him and a kick would cut her right open.

As soon as the gag was removed and Etna felt herself being placed down, however, Etna opened her mouth to begin her protests, and pulled her legs back to start an assault of kicks.

... But words wouldn't come. She flapped her lips, tried to form words, but it still felt like her mouth was filled with... something. Starting to worry, she started to flail her legs now; her arms and eyes still bound. Even her wings were useless, flat against her back thanks to her arm situation.

Poor Etna could only roll around on the bed right now.

[divine_streak]

Flynn was shocked by what he saw. "What is..." he exclaimed in genuine surprise until he remembered a similar thing happening to a dear friend of his in the hotel. He sighed with regret as another truth made itself known. "I know what this is."

Flynn gently lay a hand on her shoulder. "Miss, I know how hard to believe this is going to be, and I suffer no dilusions that you'll believe me, but you're the victim of a rather cruel trick of the hotel. Your voice has been removed, and it won't be returned unless you.... orgasm."

He blushed and a sheepishness that was very hard to fake came over his voice. "I need to take a closer look, but experience tells me that the same can be said about your restraints and blindfold. I didn't see a keyhole on any of them as I carried you. And yes, I am fully aware of how insane all of this sounds, and I know the easier solution for you is to assume I'm responsible. Whatever you choose to believe, you must understand that right now I'm the only one who can help you escape."

He tightened his grip on her shoulder and lowered his voice, filled with a genuine desire to help. "Will you let me?"

[boogiebod]

Unfortunately for poor Flynn, believing him, even letting him, wasn't really the issue at hand. No, the issue at hand was that somewhere between "unless you orgasm" and "I didn't see a keyhole", Etna had burst out into a fit of laughter and, at this point, the concept of this lunatic being a credible threat had gone from her mind completely.

Come on! She knew how this place was, but did he really think she would buy such a stupid story? He was probably some loser virgin that played games in his mother's basement all day and this was the only way he could get any, even here!

She even heard the plea in his voice to help her, but... Well, to a demon, that just made things worse. It stifled her laughter somewhat, but only to the point that she could shrug between her laughs. Like she would believe such a story...