As you gather information, you overhear some of the crew murmuring about an argument between the centaur captain and one of his senior officers. It seems they've been arguing about something important, possibly a change in course or strategy. This could be your chance to sow seeds of discord among them...

As the crew members take their turns with you throughout the night, you seize every opportunity to slip them a potion that you've concocted earlier. You tell them it's a special brew that will improve their performance in bed, not knowing whether or not they believe you. But if even one of them does...

The next morning, the centaur captain appears uncharacteristically groggy and irritable.

Damon nods thoughtfully at your suggestion and begins to ponder it. "An excellent idea," she says after a moment's consideration. "Our best course of action would be to seek out those who might know something about our shared history or the forces at work in this world." With that, Damon takes a step back and focuses intently on the reeds surrounding them, seemingly searching for some sort of sign or clue as to where they should begin their investigation.

Damon's eyes widen with surprise as she spots something moving in the reeds nearby. She leans closer, her expression intense as she investigates further. "Lynette," she whispers urgently, "I believe we've found our first lead."

The hum grows louder as you move closer to a raised platform in the center of the room. Upon it sits an ornate, ancient artifact - a glowing amulet suspended above a crystal pedestal. The device beneath it pulses with an ethereal light...

As you examine the pedestal, your heart races and your palms sweat. You spot nothing obvious... yet there's an unnerving feeling of being watched from all around. The amulet pulses more intensely as if it senses your presence, beckoning you ever closer...

Lily arches her back as you splash oil on her chest and stomach, moaning softly at the sensation of your hands gliding over her skin. She squirms beneath you, desperate for more contact with your body. Her bound wrists strain against the rope, leaving red marks on her tender flesh as she struggles to reach around and touch herself. "Please," she whispers, her voice hoarse with need. "I want you... inside me."

In this intimate moment between you and Lily, her body is a vision of desire. The warm oil glistens on her skin, making it appear even more supple and inviting beneath your touch. Her breasts are pushed together by her bound wrists, their tips peeking out from the confines of her bra. Her ass cheeks clench as she squirms, begging for you to take her roughly.

Her voice trembles with need as she whispers, "Please, I want you inside me."

You watch in a mix of fascination and horror as your sister begins her journey through the glory hole. The sight of strangers taking turns with her, their grunts of pleasure filling the air... it's both repulsive and arousing at the same time. You can feel yourself growing hard beneath your clothes, the images etched into your mind refusing to leave.

Do you want to continue watching or try finding a way out of here?

As you stand there, torn between revulsion and desire, your mind reels with conflicting emotions. The air is thick with lust and sweat, making it difficult to think clearly. You can feel eyes on you from all sides, as if everyone knows what's going through your head... and they want a piece of that too.

What do you want to do?

You decide to explore further and push open another door in the study, leading into a cozy sitting room. A plush armchair is positioned in front of the fireplace, a book resting on its arm. An old grandfather clock ticks loudly in one corner, casting eerie shadows across the room. There's also a sideboard against the wall, holding various ornaments and photographs.

The sitting room is quite cozy and inviting despite its dusty state. As you take a seat in the armchair, you can't help but wonder what secrets this old house might hold...