He dug his fingers into her breasts, before shaking his head. "How about instead I fuck you until you pass out in bliss instead? Keeps the others from complaining too loudly, and from getting blood on the carpets. Though you can play with the simulator room for that second need."<br/><br/>He didn't mention that torture was not one of the things he enjoyed, but knew that she was already starting to mellow out, as they were merely molesting each other instead of her bending over the table. He hummed to himself, as he shifted both of them into her room, curious as to how she had redecorated it. He moved quickly once they were in the room, grabbing her hair and then throwing her face first onto the bed, one hand holding her down while the other rubbed her slit. "Now, I think I promised you a quickie before I had to go play with Katrina."