The sensation as the unknown entity began to slide across her bare skin was bizarre, unlike anything she'd ever felt, though not, it should be said, entirely unpleasant. Due to her current state, intense heat radiated from every inch of her, whole body burning up like a fever and, until the skin tight membrane moves aside, the creature does a pretty good job of locking all of that fire in. She was breathing again, though the flush infecting her whole body causes small groans and flinching guttural stops to permeate her deep gulps for air. A certain amount of reluctant swallowing and forced regurgitation had cleared the way, though there would still be a persistent gurgle and bubble of fluids from other, still gaping holes. She was struggling, but the rush of cold air as her 'clothing' began to flow away provided a sort of relief, causing her to suck in a breath between her teeth.

Still unaware of what the material was, or where it'd come from, up until the moment it starts moving away, Geng-Xin's best guess, based on texture and consistency, is some sort of latex. However, once it begins to roll across her skin all her assumptions find themselves dissolved and, as it begins to slip away, based on the sensation not unlike water pouring across the skin, Geng-Xin has to conclude that this thing covering her is some sort of dynamic liquid.

Across her sides, her thighs, her arms and her face, the new, relieving chill gives flushed, pink skin room to breath and, for a moment, it almost seems as if Geng-Xin's eyes are about to be uncovered, allowing her to at last see what was happening. However, just before this could happen, a fresh assault upon the captive amazon would seemingly bring the whole affair to a halt and, as rough fingers began to paw at her sex, her entire body would twitch, a single, decisive yet fruitless thrash of protest against bonds that would not yield.

"MMMNN-NO!"

Despite her obvious objection and apparent attempt to free herself from her bonds, the Urq would continue in its taunting play, going as far as to slip its digits inside, curling ever so subtly to find her weak spot.

"Ahh!"

The squeaked note would escape from Geng-Xin in a high octave, hips pushing out in the direction of her tormentor once he'd found the spot. Of course, she hadn't intended on revealing where it was, but she'd be unable to stop herself. Something was making her body unbearably sensitive to the touch and, to her dismay, her assailant would prove to be someone only too happy to exploit her G-Spot once it'd been found. It was too much, more than she could bare. If she'd been doing this by herself, or had herself a more co-operative lover, she would have called for some ease off on the touch. As it happened though, Geng-Xin would have no way to stop him and, as she shuddered, whole body tensing up, toes curling, she'd find herself struggling to breath as the assault continued to press on, without mercy.

Her swollen clit was the next target, and as she squirmed she'd let out another cry. Wrists strained against tight bindings, hands clenched and un-clenched desperately. In the end, she was too pre-occupied with wailing and moaning, with the heightened sensations of pleasure that were tormenting her, that she would hardly take note when the first little 'click' sounded. Just as with all other times, she had no memory of this device that was placed within her delicate nub, though she was at least aware of its existence, and it would take a moment or two for her to realise what was happening when the thump pressing her clit moved aside for long enough, and when that second 'click' marked the device's actual activation.

"HAAH-OH! OHH!"

The little, high pitch buzz was just about audible and, had it not been, Geng-Xin's howling gasp alone would have made it clear that something new had happened. Her mouth hung open, agape, even for a few moments after the initial shock, after her attacker had disengaged, and even with nobody touching her now, she would apparently be having trouble coping. Shaking, stuttering, her breathing hissed and gasped with pleasure. Her whole body trembled, shaking from head to toe and, as the device continued to torment her, Geng-Xin's hips would begin to move back and forth desperately, seemingly on their own, making tiny, weak, twitching thrusts.

"P-please..."

It'd be a minute or so before she'd even be able to speak.

"T-turn it off..."

She pleaded, though as one would expect in the circumstances, this would do nothing to sway her captor. For a few more minutes, the relentless buzz of this toy continued to break her down. A fresh wash of her own, sweet juices would begin to flow from her exposed, gorgeous pink cunt, and the longer she lay there, on her back, the more she'd feel the wet, sticky warmth as her own glistening, wet pussy provided the bountiful pool spreading beneath her. By the time her current tormentor, who had left her, to her surprise and un-admitted dismay, untouched and unaided during this period, simply watching, the once fierce, and proud Amazon would be little more than a panting, spoiled, rutting bitch in heat.

Her breathes were sharp and short, and from the warm tingling permeating every inch of her body, and the rushing sensation in her thighs and loins, it would seem to her as if something was close... some sort of... climax. She hadn't the knowledge to know exactly what it was, but it was near, she was near. It didn't seem as if she had the strength left to fight it, or to escape her bonds, and with her unable to stop anything herself, whatever it was that was about to happen, it was clear she would be unable to stop it.

In the end, she'd be all but unaware of her audience, and only vaguely aware when he got up to leave. A pathetic, pleading, mewling whimper escaped her as her body continued to twitch and helplessly convulse, shaking all over. At this rate, the device was going to make her cum, and all she could do was beg.

"Please..."

Her voice was quiet, as weak as she currently was. Unfortunately, it would seem as if her cries were to fall on deaf ears and, in moments, she was, apparently, alone. For another moment or two, Geng-Xin would simply squirm, eyes closed tight behind her 'blindfold', trying to hold out, trying to stop herself from... breaking? Melting? Turning to liquid and pouring out of her own cunt? It certainly felt like that last one. There was nobody to help her. She was shaking and trembling all over. Her strength was gone. It was like she had some sort of terrible fever, and she wasn't sure how much longer she could hold out. If she didn't die from this, she would surely pass out.

Finally though, Geng-Xin would feel something. Apparently, she wasn't as alone as she'd thought. However, when that first touch prodded her loins, that sensation of potential... of eminent explosion... it would almost overwhelm her. Fortunately though, or perhaps unfortunately, given the effort it took, the poor, bound warrior somehow found the strength to hold on and, as the exploring of her body by person or person's unknown continued, she would just about find it in her not to burst like some overfilled dam. There was a click, a brief pause and then... relief... The device was off... Of course, as it happened, the end wouldn't come immediately.

The tickling of her precious, little nub had gone on for just a bit too long and, even with the buzzing coming to an abrupt end, Geng-Xin would still have to hold on hard not to cum anyway. It felt as if this thing she was holding onto was about to drop on her, like it was already starting to happen. However, with her face turning even more red, blood rushing to the head, leaving her dizzy and lightheaded in the aftermath, she would somehow take hold and drag this thing back inside. There would be a moment or two where she doubted her ability to hold on and, without a doubt, had anything more happened to her, or if she'd just let go, she would have fallen. Eventually though, the sensation would begin to subside and, breathing hard, trying to catch her breath, Geng-Xin would slowly begin to settle.

"Fuck..."

She muttered under her breath. What was that? Of course, she knew what had done that, the implant, but what that explosive sensation she'd nearly experienced was or, for that matter, who it was that'd saved her from it, she didn't know. After a few more seconds, her head began to clear enough to think. Orgasm. The word was in her head, cold, clinical, from her in depth knowledge of anatomy and medicine. So that was what it was, or so she figured. Without a doubt, adrenaline would have been pumping, and so, she probably wouldn't remember next time. Had she experienced it before? If so, how many times? Well, whatever the case, she would have to put that aside for now. For now, she had to worry about whether or not she was alone.

"Hello? Is somebody there?"

There was apparently no reply. She was coming down from the rush now. Nothing and nobody was touching her, so if it'd been one of her captors, then there was no reason why they wouldn't have started messing with her again.

"Perhaps you can help me out..."

She tried to move her legs and arms, allowing her limbs to strain against the restraints. Her body was still too drained and exhausted for her to bust free herself, but maybe someone who was watching, who wanted to help, would get the idea.