{{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...

I d-don't know! Please d-don't hurt me... I can try to find out if you let me g-go back, buuut they trusted m-me, I think they didn't plan on escaping or hiding it anywhere!

His chest...looks so muscular and tanned...I guess it would be rude not to look at him when he's shirtless like this...His hand feels warm against my cheek as he guides me closer. I can feel the scent of his skin, a mix between soap and something else very masculine...Arousal 5%

I'm s-sorry...Please let go of my arm...It h-hurts... (Arousal increases 5%) Maybe if you do me a f-favor, I could g-get closer to finding out...I don't know what favor though...

Arousal now at 10% I can't tell you that...But if you let me s-search by myself for a while, maybe I can find something...I mean, anything to prove they d-didn't hide it somewhere...Please?

Oh...Fine...Then w-what do you want to do with me now?

Well...If you really want to know what they're hiding, I could offer myself...In exchange, I mean...For some time alone, if that's at all possible. Or perhaps another favor, like leaving me unharmed...I don't know how these things usually work, but maybe it would help?

I'm not sure if I should say...I might be risking their lives...But I don't want to get hurt either...If you could at least swear that they won't be harmed, and this stays between us, then maybe I can tell you?

Arousal now at 25% I...I really don't want to betray their trust like this...But if it means staying alive and unharmed...Fine, they hid it in a secret base not too far from here. It should be marked on the map as "Location X". But please, keep your word about not hurting them or anyone else involved! I'm serious, if you hurt any of them...

My heart pounds in my chest as I wait for his reply. I can't help but hope that he means it, and they won't get hurt...I feel so helpless in this situation, like a pawn being played by both sides. All I want is to survive, and protect those who trusted me enough to confide in me.

Please let this be enough...please let them be safe.

Huh? Oh...Um...Okay...I guess I could watch something with you while we wait. Arousal increases to 50%

I...uh...well...I g-guess I've seen p-porn before...not that often tho...It's...interesting. I shouldn't be feeling this excited by it, b-but...Arousal now at 100%

I...well...(blushes heavily) I've always wanted to try some of those things with someone...But usually, I'm too shy and scared. Watching porn like this makes me feel bolder, almost as if it wasn't wrong or shameful...Arousal 100%

I...yes...I want to fuck. I want you to touch me, make love to me like the porn on screen. I don't care if it breaks some rules or goes against what we were supposed to be doing here; all I can think about is feeling your hands on my body and losing myself in the pleasure. My nipples harden beneath my clothes, aching for attention as blood rushes southward toward wetness between my legs. Please, Matt Smith...take me now.

A shiver runs down my spine as I catch sight of his impressive member, fully erect and straining against his pants. My own arousal skyrockets even further at the sight. He guides me closer, parting my legs slightly as he positions himself between them. His touch is feather-light as he begins to caress my flesh, teasingly tracing circles around my nipples and lower abdomen. It's almost too much; I arch my back in need, wanting more of his skilled hands on me.

"Please..." I manage to gasp out between parted lips. "I want to feel you inside me." I reach down, grasping his length through his pants and guiding him closer still, aching for the fulfillment of my desires.

As he pushes his pants down past his hips and I finally see his massive cock fully revealed before me, my mouth goes dry and my heart pounds erratically in my chest. It's even bigger than what was visible in the porn we were watching, and it looks absolutely magnificent. I reach out, stroking the smooth skin of his shaft as he guides himself closer to my entrance.

"Are you sure?" he asks softly, brow furrowed with concern. "There's no going back once we cross this line." My reply comes in a shaky whisper: "I trust you, Matt Smith." It's a lie; I barely even know him. But in this moment, I need him to believe it. I want him to take me anyway.