He gasped as she enveloped his cock, not trying to control her, as that would be suicide, but just moving with her, rolling with the storm rather than trying to contain or defy it. He gasped in pain as the 'hooks' sheathed in his heart, aware that they weren't real, but knew that they would kill just as surely as real ones with but a word from her. But he was already trapped, and she would extinguish his life like he would a small sputtering flame, so he again, for the final time repeated the answer, his body climaxing even as he gasped out his answer.