"More extreme than-- usual." The usual being a singular orgasm to unlock a door. This comes as a more complex and ultimately humiliating ordeal, if the instructions are to be taken at face value.

He takes a seat missing any comfort it might have brought. Fingers pick at his shirt collar. It's already so hot, what's this eating have to do with anything.

"You gonna find any enjoyment out of this?" It's jaded jest, something of a crooked smirk dancing on his lips.