Two more orgasms before she passes out.  She has her first when the bulbs on the tentacle first form, clinging to her inner walls and pumping hard in rhythm.  She can feel it building inside of her though the second to last orgasm only comes when those last few bulbs are formed.  It's a muffled cry in the smelly-guy's crotch as her nostrils flare and take in the putrid smell of this guy's crotch.<br/><br/>Before she knows what's going on a tentacle and a baton are about her neck, twist and pulling at it just to get her to gasp.  She starts to lose conciousness as the air supply is cut off and that's when her last orgasm strikes, when she's too weak to resist having it.  Her juices seep down her thigh and onto the floor as she slumps her body finally going limp on the smelly guy's dick her mouth hanging open as his juices seep from her mouth and her soft eyes drift closed.  What she'd give just to be saved right now by another heroine.  Anything has to be better than this.