Suddenly a sensation unlike any other you've ever experienced washes over you. Your mind becomes completely clear, unclouded by any form of anxiety, fear, anger, or anything. All of your past memories instantaneously flip past your mind's eye; your past crushes, your good and bad deeds, your friends' and family's identities, your aspirations, ambitions, dreams, and desires...all laid bare. Of course this brief period of enlightenment only lasts about two seconds, but to you, it feels like far longer. Soon enough, you snap back into reality, the bleak yet inarguably erotic reality of standing anxiously before the powerful psychic mistress, Sabrina.
Sabrina maintains a perfectly stoic expression as she speaks. "Interesting," she begins, "I've never heard of such a unique situation. Traveling through a mysterious mansion with the hopes of indulging your embarrassing, private desires." Her face takes on a barely disgusted expression. "I might be flattered that you chose my door if I did not find you so absolutely repugnant, both in mind and in body. You are a pathetic excuse for a male specimen of the human species, although I have yet to find a male suitable to my tastes."
You aren't sure if you find her talking down to you insulting or sexually exciting. Sabrina doesn't leave you much time to debate the thought before she decides for you. "To my complete disdain, you find this humiliation arousing, whether or not you know it yet." Woaaaah! Talk about a mind fuck. One thing's for sure, her ability to read you like an open book is really going to make this awkward for you, especially since your mind just focused its attention to the stiffy growing in your pants.
"You disgust me," Sabrina remarks coolly as she slowly lifts your entire body ten feet into the air with her telekinetic abilities. As if this weren't enough to completely freak you out, you feel an incredibly uncomfortable pressure around your stiff cock. It becomes unbearably intense before you realizes what's going on. Sabrina is trying to snap your boner!
She narrows her cold eyes at you and curls her lip into a completely unemotional smile. Although this is the closest she's come to displaying emotion throughout your encounter thus far, you find it horribly unnerving. She seems to feed off your fear and discomfort, gaining some sort of sadistic enjoyment out of it.
Just when you think you're going to lose the ability to ever get hard again, the pressure around your cock subsides and you drop ten feet to the floor below. Luckily, your face breaks your fall. You check your nose to see if it's broken. When you find that it's intact, Sabrina seems disappointed. What do you do next?