As Syndella's chest rose and fell, rose and fell, her foot tracing oh-so-delicately against the orc's throbbing cock, she could<em>smell</em>the lewd stench in the air - Her perfect teeth working against her lips, her skin sheened with sweat as she hooked the keyring with her big toe...<br/><br/>-And just as she let out a little gasp of relief, lifting it s-l-o-w-l-y, the orc reached his limit too!<br/><br/>She had the foresight<em>not</em>to lose her grip...But a little "Nnnnn~!!!" pulsed from her lips as that bloated cock<em>erupted</em>, gushing, pumping - thick pulses of yellow-white cum spattering her creamy skin, her feet, sliding down in oozing, viscous rivulets! The smell within the chamber got measureably worse, in the span of a few seconds...Syndella's lissome legs twitching as it tingled against her skin, so hot, so urgent...<br/><br/>But any complaint she might've made was eclipsed by the need to free herself...Even as she waited, with bated breath, for a few seconds more - Her big green eyes so very, very wide, as the orc continued to snore!<br/><br/>S-l-o-w-l-y - as cum dried on her skin,<em>ugh</em>- she fumbled the keyring closer. Precious seconds ticked by, as she arched her back...Using whatever give she could to reach down -<em>almost</em>- as her fingers closed on the precious, precious key...<br/><br/>It took even longer for her to free herself, her sleek muscles aching with simulated strain, but when her manacles clicked open at last, the wash of relief that surged through her was palpable. She was back in the game! It'd have been<em>really</em>humiliating if she hadn't even been able to escape her restraints.<br/><br/>The cool air caressed her skin, as Syndella straightened, taking stock...She was naked, but at least she was free! She'd never felt more vulnerable in a game, before, as she held on to the iron key with one hand, padding over to the display of 'tools'. Just<em>looking</em>at them made her shiver...They were almost fetishically detailed, and here? She was entirely certain that they<em>worked</em>. Without pockets - or even a rag - there wasn't too much she could carry...<br/><br/>A weapon. She needed a<em>weapon</em>.<br/><br/>Syndella arched a slim eyebrow, as she lifted the huge iron dildo from the rack - It was clumsy, but reassuringly heavy in her hand! She didn't bother with the dagger, for now...This was, of course, only until she could find something better! Moving as quietly as she could manage, the gorgeous redhead paced to the door...Her sleek throat working, as she turned the key in the lock - Exhaling softly as it opened. She hooked the ring around her fingers, her makeshift club in one hand as she freed the torch from the sconce...All things considered, it was a probably a better weapon.<br/><br/>One last glance at the sleeping orc - No, she wouldn't push her luck. Not when she'd just started! Instead, Syndella made for the stairs...Hoping she wouldn't wake up him before she'd got out of here!<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Stealth Check:<br/><br/>Roll(1d20)+1:<br/>16,+1<br/>Total:17<br/><br/>(She's taken the torch and the dildo for a +4 Stealth DC.)</div></div>