"You can't log out, Chika," she whispered, one hand moving to the fabric of her clothes at her waist, the other taking a small tube of lube and starting to drizzle it onto the strap-on. She yanked and pulled at the clothes roughly while she spoke, her lips pulled into a hellish smile. She knew enough about the game to say these things.

"You're trapped here, Chika, in Alkaid's beautiful body, until those perverts let you go. You can't log out just to escape me." And her knees were aiming to push the girl's legs apart. "I'm going to be your first, and we're going to have so much fun together, until you remember how much you love me."

"You might want to find something to bite down on." And she conveniently offered her a leather strap.