The day went on as usual, you were busy with the house, trying to cook dinner for Soap. But today was different. Standing at the stove, you squeezed your thighs and bit your lip, trying to hold back the groan that was breaking. The vibration between your legs grew stronger, your hands were shaking, and the spatula almost fell out.

Unable to bear it, you picked up your phone and typed a message:

- I can't do this anymore! Turn it off!

But instead of an answer, a new wave of trembling came, showing that Soap was continuing his game.