Nora entered the chamber, its heavy soundproof door sealing behind her with a pneumatic hiss.

“Good evening, Nora. Welcome to the chamber of horrors, the place where your darkest erotic nightmare awaits.”

Ignoring the voice from the overhead speaker, I noticed several cameras slowly traversing to track my approach to the chamber’s sole and obscenely gruesome death trap. Stepping around its massive raised metal panel, I felt a delightful sensation of raw fear racing down my spine at the sight of all those long, razor-sharp spikes mounted upon the panel’s face. Finally, managing to tear my eyes away from all those rows of torturously deadly spikes, I noticed the glowing red button on the side of the raised metal panel.

Knowing that my anonymous host was watching and listening to everything I did, I smiled as I mischievously ran my fingertips across the activation button, “So, remind me about how this works.”

“When you’re ready to begin, press the red button. The wall-mounted restraints will automatically snap open. Each restraint has a pressure-activated switch within its base. With your wrists or ankle positioned within the restraint, press firmly back against its base until it locks closed.”

“Once all four restraints are locked, the massive spike-covered panel will slowly begin to move toward your helplessly restrained body. The death trap’s powerful hydraulic ram will gradually move the spikes toward you at a rate of two inches per minute. The razor-sharp spikes will take twenty minutes to reach you. What happens after that promises to be a delightfully gruesome grand finale.”

Anticipating the agonizingly torturous culmination of her darkest erotic nightmare, Nora reached out and eagerly pressed her personal death trap’s red activation button...