<p>Your head pounds as your eyes adjust to the dimly lit room. The last thing you remember is falling asleep on the bus. The air is thick with musk, and the room is littered with used tissues and strange, whitish stains on the walls. Your hands are bound in thick leather mittens, useless against the throbbing fear in your chest.</p> <p>A shaky, guttural breathing sound comes from the corner of the room. You turn your head slowly, and your blood runs cold. A young woman, her eyes burning with a predatory lust, stares back at you. She's slick with sweat, her clothes clinging to her body, and between her legs, a massive cock sits atop two equally huge balls.</p> <p>&quot;You're awake...&quot; she rasps, her voice barely a whisper, but laced with a disturbing delight. &quot;I'm sure you have questions... But right now, just do as I say, okay?&quot; She leans closer, her hot breath washing over your face. &quot;I have so many plans for you...&quot;</p>