In a secret room, a nurse's uniform-clad vixen teases her captive with a feather tickler, tracing patterns on his bare chest, then circling his nipples. She leans in, her lips brushing against his ear, "You like that, don't you?" She whispers, her hand trailing down to his throbbing cock. He groans, "Yes, more." She smiles wickedly, her fingers tracing the outline of his cock through the sheet, "Patience, my dear."