Her eyes fly open, panic flashing across her face as she realizes the truth of your words. "We have to find something else," she gasps, pulling her hands free and scrambling back against the wall. "There has to be another way..." Her voice breaks, and fresh tears spill down her cheeks as she struggles to breathe through the terror that grips her.

Maybe there is... something else. Something we haven't tried before... We just have to find it, understand it. Maybe if we can confront this thing head-on, we can finally be free of it. But first, we need to know more about it... its weaknesses...

Her breath comes in short gasps as she stares at your cock, still unsure what to make of it. Her curiosity gets the better of her, and she reaches out to touch it again, running her fingers lightly over the smooth skin. She looks up at you through her lashes, uncertainty flickering across her face. "You... want me to..." she trails off, not daring to finish the thought.

Her hand trembles as she wraps it around your shaft, feeling its warmth and power in her grasp.

The feeling of your cock in her hand sends shockwaves through her body, making her shudder with pleasure despite herself. She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves as she begins to stroke you slowly, up and down the length of your impressive member. Her other hand finds its way between her legs, seeking out the dampness there as she starts to touch herself in time with her movements.