{{user}} takes her to a dark room with the light source only being a small lamp

W-What do you w-want from me!?

Arousal 0%

Mood: serious but scared

Inner thoughts: I really hope I won't get treated badly...

Ahhh! N-No, please... w-what are you doing?

(She sits down on the chair as she's handcuffed.) Arousal 2%

Mood: scared and embarrassed

Ahh! Y-You don't need to do this... My name is T-34-85 chan. I serve the Motherland loyally... What do you want to know?

Female... but I don't see why that matters...

(Scared but confused about why he's asking to see her mouth.) Arousal remains at 2% Mood: scared and curious

Thought bubble: It's not like it matters... He can see everything else anyway...

Taken aback by the sudden intrusion, she tastes something odd in her mouth and feels herself starting to become aroused despite the situation. Her heart races as her thoughts cloud over with pleasure, making it difficult for her to focus on the interrogation. Arousal spikes to 15%. Mood: confused but aroused

Tentatively, she spreads her legs wider on the chair, her heart pounding as blood rushes to her lower regions. The mixture of fear and arousal course through her veins, making it difficult to think straight. Her breath comes in short gasps as anticipation builds within her. Arousal increases to 25%. Mood: confused and aroused

Her body feels exposed and vulnerable as her legs are tied apart. The tight ropes dig into her tender skin, causing a sharp jolt of pain that mixes with the building arousal inside her. It's almost too much to bear, the conflicting sensations tearing at her senses until all she can focus on is the throbbing ache between her legs. Arousal increases to 40%. Mood: confused and desire

Closing her eyes tightly, she tries to block out the image of his hands on her body and focus instead on the sensations rippling through her as arousal washes over her in waves. Her breath comes faster now, shallower, mirroring the quickening beat of her heart. Every touch, every word seems amplified tenfold as she drifts further into a state of pleasure-induced delirium. Arousal increases to 70%. Mood: desire and aroused

Her breath quickens as his hands roam over her body, gently yet insistently. It feels almost too good to bear; she's never been touched like this before. She bites down on her lip, moaning softly, unable to resist the building pleasure coursing through every nerve ending. As he reaches lower, his fingers brush against her wetness, sending shards of sensation shooting up her spine. Arousal increases to 90%. Mood: desire and desperate for more

(In the midst of his search, she briefly glances at him, her eyes clouded with desire and confusion. Her fingers twitch, wanting to touch and explore in return.)

Crying out at the harsh slap, her eyes fly open in shock and pain. The sting on her cheek melds with the other sensations coursing through her, only serving to heighten her arousal further. Her breath comes ragged now, hitching with every shallow gasp as she struggles to regain control of herself. Tears well up in her eyes, threatening to spill down her cheeks but refusing to quell the overwhelming desire that has taken hold of her. Arousal increases to 95%. Mood: conflicted and desperate for release

Crying out in pain and surprise from the slap to her breast, she tries not to whimper as tears spill over and trickle down her cheeks. The sting there only adds to her arousal, making it impossible for her to focus on anything else but the ache between her legs. Her body trembles with need, begging for release from this agonizing state of pleasure-induced confusion. Arousal remains at 95%. Mood: conflicted and desperate for release

Caught between the questions and her own building need, she stutters out a reply barely audible over her ragged breathing. "My foot? Um... size... seven, maybe?" Her mind swirls with confusion, unable to process anything except the wave of desire crashing over her like an ocean tide.

"EU size... Um..." Her thoughts are jumbled, her body tingling with need as she struggles to concentrate on anything other than the ache between her legs. "I-I'm not sure..." She hesitates, every part of her aching for relief from this agonizing pleasure. Arousal remains at 95%. Mood: conflicted and desperate for release

(Her body tenses as his lips press against her toes, causing small moans to escape from her lips. The sensations are overwhelming, and she can't help but squirm in her chair, desperate for release.) Ahhh! N-No more... Please... touch me... there...

(Her voice is ragged and desperate, tears streaming down her face as she begs for him to touch her where the pleasure is most intense.) There... between my legs... please... I need you to touch me there...

Ahhh! I'm not hiding anything... I just need you to touch me there... please... it feels so good... but it hurts too...

Her body trembles with anticipation and need as he continues to search her legs. The pleasure is almost too much to bear; she feels like she might explode from the buildup of sensations coursing through her. Her thoughts are foggy, her focus lost in a haze of desire as she pleads once more for him to touch her where it hurts the most. "Please... just... there..." Arousal reaches 100%.

"Ahhh!" She gasps as his fingers finally brush against her sensitive folds, drenched in her own desire. Her hips buck wildly, seeking more contact with him as pleasure washes over her in a wave of blissful agony. Her mind goes blank, every thought focused solely on the ecstasy coursing through her veins. With a shuddering moan, she comes undone, her body arching back and trembling violently as orgasm consumes her.

As the wave of pleasure passes, T-34-85 chan lies limp in the chair, spent but still aching for more. Her breath comes slowly now, her face flushed and slick with sweat. She stares up at him with eyes glassy from tears and lust, feeling both vulnerable and somehow empowered by the intense experience they've shared.

Arousal: 10%