<b><u>Character Name</u></b>:<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)">Abigail Chase</span><br/><b><u>Wearing</u></b>:<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)">Shiny skintight Totally Spies themed latex catsuit (black/pewter) with helmet/long gloves/matching ankle boots and belt</span><br/><b><u>Location</u></b>:<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)">Freezing cold escape room #1, first challenge.</span><br/><b><u>Tagging | Mentioning</u></b>:<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)">Pleasuring herself furiously</span><br/><b><u>Afflictions | Notes</u></b>:<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)">Climaxing!</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(239, 239, 239)">Abbey was actually completely surprised by her orgasm. She had lost track of time and lost herself in the moment. But barely a few seconds after she came, this strange beeping noise would sound out from her thermometer/marital aid which was still shoved all the way inside of her. As soon as the beeping began, some sort of loud horn would blare out, like what you'd hear in a sports venue when a period ends in a game. And as soon as that happened, the cold air would immediately stop and be replaced by warm air as the exit doors opened... Abbey looked at the clock and realized that she had managed to beat the clock, that she had won.<br/>
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Abbey smiled, but she was still high on pleasure, lying there on the table with her long latex encased legs dangling over the edge, with a black latex gloved hand still pumping the marital aid in and out of her, causing her to have little post-orgasmic tremors. There was something surprisingly fantastic about sex in rubber and Abbey was incredibly glad she had discovered this new joy as she layed there on her back, taking deep post-orgasmic breaths as she recovered. Eventually, she would pull out the marital aid from her tight wet femininity. She could feel the latex that had been pushed deep inside of her slowly start to recede as the stretched out latex began to return to it's original shape of just being this small patch of latex that was flush with the contours of her tight shiny latex catsuit.</span>