[User]
Samantha Horstein was out on her usual route that morning, near the industrial facilities of the area, her electric powered van was silent as she only heard her own light music playing in the background, it kept her awake as she maintained the old circuits that ran through the area. She was the only one with expertise from that ancient age, before everything became different. And when she heard the distress call on the radio, she picked it up. "Installation 217? Wasn't that scheduled for demolition?" She muttered to herself before tapping in her response. "Tech Agent 3095487: Horstein, Samantha; Moving to check out location now. Send GPS Pin for access. Expected work time: 8 hours." That was her message, she knew the dispatcher would understand what she meant as she got to the building.

It looked like a brick set in the middle of the neighborhood, she pulled up to the front where she knew the entrance was, her receiver pinging in with a GPS pin to open the door as she moved to where she'd expect it to be. She waited patiently for a read, wanting to get inside as she had her toolbox in one hand, old fashioned tools, some they didn't use anymore. It was what she needed, because she didn't know what had caused the surge of power, or just what might await her behind the door. But once it finally came, she entered, letting the door close behind her.

[Assistant]
The brick building suddenly came to life as soon as Samantha came in close proximity of the door. A low blue glow of light emitted from the outline of the rectangular door brightened up the sidewalk before opening up and revealing the inside of the building to her. The hallway that Samantha saw was much different than the plain brick building that housed the floors; a multitude of low light colors shifted and morphed against the walls as she made her way inside, invoking a calm and serene feeling. There were many doors that customers would go to, following a lit path that correlated with the key that was embedded into the GPS. Just then a low red line formed underneath Samantha's feet that trailed all the way down the hallway and to a room on the left, the very last pair of rooms before the elevator at the very end of the hall.

This was very peculiar since the GPS signal that was sent to Samantha carried no information that would point to that room. The maintenance control room was located on the fourth floor of the building but it seemed as though the elevator was out of service. A female voice came through the hallway as soon as Samantha made her way in, greeting her as if she was someone else. "Hello Mrs. Greysone, Welcome to SynnCorp's Premier Pleasure Facility, please make your way to the room that we have set up for you and mind any other guests who may be in the halls. We have soundproofed all the rooms for your convenience and we hope that you enjoy yourself here. As always, we thank you for your patronage." This was followed by a very light tone which caused the red line to pulse underneath her feet, coaxing her to make her way to the room at the end of the hall.

[User]
Samantha saw the inside change, light up slowly as she stepped inside. She was awestruck as she saw it, the lighting of this place made her nerdy tech side giggle with anticipation. She could hardly wait to explore it once she'd shut it down. But then she noticed the elevators, they weren't turned on, so she'd have to find the stairs. There were always stairs, in case of an emergency. The red light then turned on below her feet, she looked down, following the path with her eyes to a room near the elevators. And then the voice came, making her slightly jump backwards in surprise, her mouth opening but no sound came out as she listened. "Mrs. Greysone?" She asked herself, shaking her head. That wasn't her name.

She then made up her mind, the GPS signal must've given the building's computer access to where she was going, so as she headed down the corridor, following the red line, she stopped outside the door. Either this was a trap, set cleverly by someone who had ceased existing, or this was the way to the stairs. Or the third possibility, it was empty. She opted for the second or third in her own case as she pushed in through it, finding darkness at first as she heard the door close behind her, she could only see the end of the red line below her feet, that was all as she waited for something to happen.

[Assistant]
The lights in the middle of the room flickered and slowly came on to reveal a device in the middle of the room that resembled a recliner chair but there was a mid-sized rubber wheel that protruded from a divider that seemed to rest right in between a woman's legs. A computer terminal slowly popped out from the arm of the chair and started to run through a series of diagnostics before pulling up a menu control screen for the device. The walls changed from the pale white color to a warm pinkish hue and then dancing into purples and blues before returning back to a darker red tone. The female voice came back on and echoed throughout the bare room.

"SynnCorp is pleased to see you have made it to your room safely, accessing your file." There was a slight glitch that could be heard through the speaker system before the voice came back on. "We are sorry but I am having difficulty trying to access your file, can you please take a seat and manually enter your choices at the terminal by the chair? It is recommended that you remove all of your clothing first."A box slid out from the side of the wall with a blue glow resonating from the bottom. "Please disrobe and put your clothes in the box. They will be cleaned and pressed while you enjoy yourself." The chair seemed to move and readjust itself, the wheel like device pulling away from the leg portion of the chair so that anyone could easily sit down.

"The pleasure chair is now ready for you Mrs. Greysone, please note the release button on the left arm of the chair and push it if you experience any discomfort." The room went quiet again as the red line went to blue, leading to the metal chair in the middle of the room. The leather lining seemed to move as well, constantly adjusting to a figure that just was not there. These chairs were part of the first generation of pleasure devices that SynnCorp first deployed, where the wheel would lubricate itself as it positioned itself against a woman's clit, the little bumps were there to cause the sensation of being licked by a tongue, but at much faster speeds than what a human mouth could achieve. There were also supplemental devices that were built into the chair: dildos, vibrators and metal crops that were there for the ones who liked to take it a step further.

"Please Mrs. Greysone, your release is just a step away." The voice said as the blue line pulsed at a heavier pace.

[User]
Samantha didn't understand what the program meant, she noticed the chair, seeing the rubber that looked like it'd be between a woman's legs. She then realized this place used to be a cyborg whorehouse, at least in her mind she'd call it that as she bit her lower lip. She heard the voice again, that her file wasn't accessible, of course that was for another person. "Obviously the system is malfunctioning." She sighed to herself as she saw the box sliding out from the side of the wall, with the blue glow. Well, if everything worked, why not enjoy herself for a bit? She hadn't had a man in quite some time now, and it might help her relieve some of the tension she felt about the place. "Fine, I guess my boss won't mind if I explore this a bit." She muttered to herself.

She zipped the full body suit down, until she could step out of it, moving her tools to lie in it, she'd refuse to place it in the box, but beneath, she wore a pair of shorts, boyshorts, a tank top and a bra. She took it all off, figuring she'd put it in the box, she slipped it in as she was nude, her body showing as athletic, trimmed and her job obviously kept her in shape as she strode over, noticing that her suit was still on the floor, she slipped into the chair. But she didn't sit down fully just yet, her eyes moving to the menu. She was anxious to find out about the place, and to finish her job, so she slowly sat down, gasping as she felt the leathery nubs against her lower body. They were cold, but arousing, her eyes remaining on the screen. "How do I use this?" She asked, trying to press a few buttons, unaware of just what they'd do.

[Assistant]
The chair reacted instantly to Samantha as soon as her bare bottom pressed against the warm soft leather fabric of the chair. The rubber wheel readjusted its arm, spinning slowly as a jet sprayed a warm liquid over the rubber fabric which was able to trigger pheromones in a woman's skin to heighten any orgasm that was reached from the device. The temperature in the room rose to meet any differentiation that Samantha's clothes had made to her body as the wheel started to slowly push up further, opening up Samantha's lips just enough so that her clit was resting against the surface of the wheel. A very low vibration started to come from the device as it spun around at a very slow pace, as if to influence any choice that Samantha will make on the menu screen.

The screen did not register any of the responses that Samantha made at first, the SynnCorp logo just sitting there with no options for her to choose. It was not until the chair adjusted itself to Samantha's body did a menu pop up.

"Greetings Mrs. Greysone, please enter your choice below." There was a selection for slow and steady, hard and fast, Vaginal Insertion, or rough and naughty. The cursor was blinking in time with the bumps that spun around the wheel in between Samantha's legs, the jet spraying the same warm liquid over the wheel every ten rotations over her clit.

[User]
Samantha gasped, when she sat, the chair reacted, the rubber wheel moving in, spinning as she watched the jet spray liquid over it. She bit her lower lip, worried about what might happen as she felt the temperature in the room increase, she knew this was standard stuff, but then the wheel begun turning and pushing up further, in between her legs, into her pussy, past her outer lips and onto her clit, she moaned when it begun to spin and vibrator, each time it touch her, jolts went through her body as she noticed the screen didn't change until the chair had adjusted fully.

She bit her lower lip, the voice coming again, then the selection. She didn't know which was which, and she moaned, seeing the cursor blinking in time with the bumps, she extended her hand. She felt her head fall back with pleasure already, but she regained her control, forcing herself to ignore the bumps on her clit as she reached out to try and push for the slow and steady. But just before she could, her body surged with pleasure from a nub, causing her to moan and her hand to drop down, accidentally pressing the button that said 'Rough and Naughty', she gasped. "No, no no no no, no!" She called, trying to press the other one, not sure if it would work as she felt chills down her spine, it was like she'd messed up big time then.

[Assistant]
"Thank you for your selection, this will bypass the release button on the side of the chair. Proceed?" The voice did not wait for a response before continuing on. "Thank you please enjoy your session and thank you again for your patronage." The wheel started to spin at a much faster rate as the bumps on the wheel inflated to twice the size that they started off as. The wheel opened up just enough for a seven inch vibrator to extend out of the wheel and push up deep inside Samantha's pussy. It started to pump hard and fast as the fully lubricated wheel spun against the inside walls of her pussy lips, the pounding of the vibrator inside her was so intense that her pussy juices started to squirt all over the place, the sounds of the machine becoming louder and louder.

Just when it seemed like there was nothing else that could stimulate her, a dildo the same size as the vibrator started to press against her asshole, slowly pushing up as more of the syrupy liquid squirted all down the sides of the toy, making it easier to slide inside her puckering asshole. Clamps shot out from the arms of the chair and locked Samantha in place. The pumping of the toy in between her ass cheeks was slow compared to the hard jack-hammering of the vibrator in between her legs and the fast spinning wheels that helped keep her open just enough to show off how wet the chair was keeping her.

[User]
Samantha tried to stop the machine, but before she could do so, she noticed it bypassing both the release button at her side and the screen. She couldn't do a thing as she felt the bumps suddenly inflate, causing her to yelp, her eyes growing wide as pleasure surged through her pussy from her clit, up through her spine and through her body. It spun faster too, causing her to moan out frequently, until she felt the dildo being thrust right into her, she screamed out, she wasn't a virgin, but she was tight, and seven inches was a decent amount for her in size as she screamed in pleasure, her chest thrusting forward.

She knew no one would hear her, and to make it even worse, she felt something poking and prodding at her ass, something just as slick. She had never tried anal before, and her body was shaking on it's own just from the jackhammer dildo in her pussy, when the one pushed into her ass, slowly pushing into her, she felt the clamps shooting out, locking her hands down, she felt her abdomen and chest writhe and try to pull her free from the chair as she screamed, partially in pain, partially in pleasure, her anal virginity being taken by the machine as she felt the spinning keep her open enough, she noticed her juices beginning to squirt heavily out over the machine, it drove her crazy, her mind clouding with need for her release.

[Assistant]
It was not long before the dildo in her ass was pumping at the same speed as the vibrator in her pussy, causing her muscles to stretch and tear as the toys alternated fucking Samantha's wet holes. A metal crop came down out of the arm that housed the vibrator and started to slap against Samantha's exposed clit, the intensity of each swat getting harder each time.

The thrusting of the vibrator in her pussy started to slow down just enough to give her some relief but sped back up as soon as she was able to catch her breath. The intensity of the chairs actions must have started a short in the system the display flickered and showed an option for escape, giving Samantha the out she needed to get the door open and for her to turn the machine off if her hand could reach the panel. A bucket pushed out from the wheel to catch Samantha's juices, as if it knew that she would be cumming soon.

[User]
Samantha felt the intensity of the dildo in her ass increasing, causing her muscles to stretch and tear slightly, she screamed, half in pain, half in pleasure, her mind clouded as she felt the swatting on her clit soon starting. Even if it was painful at first, it was soon feeling good, as she noticed the short in the system. She tried to reach out, but her body wouldn't respond, the level of pleasure was too high as she felt the machine work it's magic on her sex craving body, causing her to soon scream and toss her head in pleasure.

Then she noticed the bucket, figuring it had to be an emergency thing, she noticed the screen flickering in the process, and she came hard suddenly, screaming in pleasure as she orgasmed, her juices squirting from her pussy onto the device, the arm and into the bucket, and as she did, she regained control of her arm, sending it to the screen, she almost punched into the button, trying to turn the machine off, hoping it would work as she was getting somewhat exhausted.

[Assistant]
The toys that occupied Samantha's holes started to slow their pace as soon as Samantha started coming off the peak of her orgasm until they were pulled all the way out of her holes. "Thank you again for using SynnCorp for your pleasures. We hope you will be back soon." The wheel pulled retracted back to its original position and the clamps made a soft clicking sound and pulled away from her arms, revealing the lined impressions the metal made on her skin from the intensity of the orgasm.

The door opened up and the lights came on brighter than before, revealing that the elevator was back in working order. "Please step forward and enjoy the complimentary shower before you exit the facilities. You will find a towel has been provided with your clothes, which have been cleaned to your liking." A shower head pushed out from the wall adjacent to her and turned on. The box that she placed her clothes in slid back out from the wall only to reveal a different set of clothes, a skin tight leather outfit that would barely cover her cleavage.

[User]
Samantha watched as the machine turned off, moving back, she felt her body being emptied, her arms and legs being released as she gasped, seeing the visible lines where the machine had held her down during her intense orgasm. She saw the light coming back on, making her gasp as she stood up, seeing the showerhead. She moved to it, turning the knob on, she showered briefly, feeling filthy as she then dried herself off. But when she went to check on her clothes, she saw something different, a skin tight leather outfit.

She sighed, picking it up as she shock her head. "I guess it's better than nothing." She muttered to herself as she slipped into it, but when pulling the zipper up in the front, she felt it barely covered her cleavage, leaving her pretty exposed in her own mind. She felt her breasts squished together as she moved to her own work suit, pulling it on, she slung the arms around her waist as a belt, getting the tools she needed, she moved to the machine, finding a few connections before she dismantled it and moved for the elevators. "I guess I better get going." She muttered as she stepped into one, pressing the button for the next floor, unsure why there weren't other buttons.

[Assistant]
The shower head pulled back into the wall as soon as Samantha was done using it along with the container that held her clothes. That feature was something that was added during the alpha testing of the rooms, where many of the feedback surveys pointed to builtin showers. SynnCorp thought they would take it a bit further and add dry cleaning to the rooms, something that could be done during the time the guests had their sessions. Some rooms even had beds in place for the longer more in depth sessions for customers who wanted to experience a more hands on approach.

The hallway lit back up with each step that she took, which was different from the directional lines that were first presented when Samantha entered the room. A harmonious tone filled the hallway as the elevator opened slowly, revealing its onyx mirrored inside to her. There were no windows or decorum that were placed anywhere, leaving the customer to stay within their fantasies and let their imagination fill the gaps that the pleasure rooms could not reach.

It was not long before the doors opened up to reveal another hallway, just like the one that was on the first floor but there were no lights to soothe the senses, just smooth black walls and floors. There were not as many doors either; the spacing leading one to believe that the rooms where at least three times the size as what was seen recently.

These rooms ran at a much higher price and with good reason since there were cybernetic robots that were usually involved. Some resembled celebrities and athletes, others could be customized to resemble a more familiar face, like your next door neighbor or that cute girl that served you sushi last Friday night, all for a nominal fee. Supposedly all of the cybernetic robots were moved out during the first phases of shutdown but the way things were going it could be anyone's guess. "Welcome back Mrs Brownleaf, we have your room ready for you. Please follow the yellow line to your room." A yellow line pulsed at the same frequency as the first one, but this time it stopped at the second room on the left.

[User]
Samantha bit her lower lip, noticing how everything disappeared as she left. She managed to look into some of the rooms, noticing different layouts with beds. But she shrugged it off heading into the elevator. She heard the tone as it opened, and moved, she couldn't tell if it was up or down, but it moved. And she saw the new hallway, making her sigh. Was there no end to this? One place looked like the other, not like she'd ever imagined it as she stepped out. The yellow light in the floor made her shake her head. "Another room?" She asked, hearing the voice, another name being mentioned. She figured it couldn't hurt, she was curious to explore, although a bit sore from the first room.

She moved to the second door on the left, her hand grabbing the handle, she pushed it open as she headed straight inside, curious to see what was in there, her uniform halfways on, covering her legs, and the skintight leather suit felt weird on her body, almost itchy, but somehow it also felt oddly comfortable, like she belonged in it. The name from before was still in her mind, even though she knew it wasn't her's, and now a new name, 'Brownleaf', some woman who apparently bought something in this room? She pushed the thoughts out of her mind as she heard the door close, her eyes trying to adjust to the dim light in the room.

[Assistant]
The onyx room lit up as soon as Samantha entered the room, the now familiar voice greeting her. "Welcome back Mrs. Brownleaf. SynnCorp is glad to have you back." The floor opened up four feet in front of her as a king sized four post bed rose from the black panels that were once there. The posts on the bed stood about three feet high from the dark blue sheets that covered the bed and resembled metal snakes that seemed to overlap one another. The bed looked unbelievably cozy except for the metal ornate designs that covered the posts and the headboard that surrounded the bed. "Please dispose of your clothing in the blue box before making yourself comfortable on the bed." The voice continued, but no box was offered to Samantha.

"Would you like the same session as before or would you like something different?" The voice said as it waited for a reply. The bed seemed to take a full rotational spin as it waited for a response. Usually these rooms offered a console like the ones on the first floor, giving customers the option to choose from a variety of preset choices that other customers have done in the past, but mostly this was bypassed by regulars who had set up their sessions from home or worked with a consultant to provide a more catered scenario based on surveys and psychological exams taken voluntarily. The room stayed quiet as before, waiting for Samantha to take cue.

[User]
Noticing the bed as the light turned on, Samantha bit her lower lip. The voice came back, speaking to her as she noticed nothing popped up after the bed made a spin. She figured there was only one setting for this room, and it was a customized one. She slipped out of the work uniform, leaving it on the floor as she stood in the tight leather suit. She was debating whether to do as she was told or to wear the suit onto the bed, but she figured it'd be worth losing it. In case it was ripped, she'd be left naked in her work suit, a scenario she didn't like as she slowly zipped it down, taking her time. The air feeling cool to her skin, causing her nipples to go erect as she gasped.

The idea of a customized program made her shiver as she moved slowly onto the bed, stopping it from spinning. "Samanthae session." She spoke in her soft, clear voice. She laid down on her back, her hands lying gently down onto her stomach, fingers intertwined, although she lay nude, her crotch feeling a bit sticky from earlier, she didn't mind. She just wanted to get it over with as she looked up, wondering just what kind of machine this would turn out to be and what it would do to her.

[Assistant]
"Thank you Mrs. Brownleaf." The female voice said as Samantha laid her naked body down on the smooth blue sheets of the bed. Just then the coils that formed the bed posts started to unravel themselves into many different snake like metal tentacles. Six of the little metal arms wrapped themselves around Samantha's bare legs and spread them wide open. Two more wrapped around each of her arms and kept her stretched out across the bed as more came to life and slithered their way up in between her legs and mouth. It was not long before two had pushed past her already wet pussy lips and started to fuck her hard, alternating each thrust inside her, sending off a low hum against her tight pussy walls as she laid there helpless.

It was not long before another one pushed up inside her ass with a girth much larger than the dildo she felt before, spraying a sweet lubrication over her tight muscles as the metal arms fucked her holes quickly, pounding deep inside her until spraying a white thick liquid inside her. It was too much for her to handle as it squirted out of her pussy and ass and onto the sheets. The arms did not stop though, continuously pounding her as her legs became soaked in her own juices and the creamy substance that squirted out. Soon her screams were muffled by another arm being shoved in her mouth, this one wrapped in a soft rubber material, but pumped her lips at the same pace that she was being fucked.

[User]
Samantha heard the voice, and before she knew it, metal tentacle arms had slung out of the bed posts, grabbed onto her, forcing her legs apart, she yelped in surprise, her arms pulled aside as well, leaving her helpless and exposed as she watched two of the arms move to her pussy, they were still wet from before as she felt them slide into her, fucking her instantly and when one pulled out, the other pushed in, causing her to scream in pleasure as she was ravaged, the low hum against her inner walls only helping get her off.

Then, before she could react, something pushed up her ass, bigger than the dildo, causing her some pain until she felt the sweet lubrication, causing her to scream in pleasure, being pounded, and suddenly, she felt the thick, cum-like liquid spilling inside her ass, though quickly overwhelming her, it sprayed out of her ass, running down and dripping first, but soon spluttering out and down her inner thighs and the back of her thighs, causing her back to arch as she felt something stuff into her mouth, another tentacle there as she screamed against it, but still let her tongue try to lick it, loving the entire experience, though she was helpless for the duration.


[User]
The year was 1945 and groups were slowly but surely starting to come back from the war which meant work would pick up for Karen White. Not that she needed work to pick up but it was always nice to have more money. Karen worked at The Tiger's Cage which was a huge mansion in the Hollywood Hills. It was known for having visitors coming and going at all hours of the night. It was a whore house, but it was the best whore house in California. The cherry on the top of the whorehouse sundae was Karen. She was known for her dazzling red hair and her charming green eyes. She had a smile that could melt even the coldest man and a body that would put a coke bottle shame.

She did a few pinup spreads for the boys away fighting the good fight but for the most part she stuck to work at the mansion. Her boss Harry always kept her busy and was very picky about her type of clients. She spent time with most of the men but only put out for the ones that paid very well. She was showered in gifts but numerous men and she loved it. Every woman wanted the life she lived, she got gift and didn't have to do the housework. She barely had to put out for the gifts. Today she only had one client. A soldier back from the war. The name looked familiar but she wouldn't be sure who it was until she saw the face.

She called the front desk and told the madam on duty that she was ready for her John. She went into her bathroom and checked her reflection to make sure was really ready.

[Assistant]
It had been how many years since he'd set foot on American soil? Jackson couldn't remember, was it 5 or 4? He blinked as he walked towards the Tiger Cage. He would never have seen himself in this position, walking down a dark street with the rain at his back in Hollywood. He had it all before the war, he'd married a close friend of his and she was, in his opinion, the old damn thing that got him through those years of Japanese war cries and German machine-gun fire. Karen was the one fixed point he knew in a world that seemed to turn every which way but the right way.

But the empty house had told him a different story. It scared him like nothing else in the war had, she was gone, the one good thing he had to come home to. More then a month had moved by and no one he remembered stayed in the same neighborhood. He couldn't find any sign of her. She had always laughed about their marriage and he knew she might not have taken it as seriously as he did but he loved her, and they were happy together. Jackson found himself lonely and tired of looking. Killing himself was no alternative so he settled for a woman, someone who could take his mind off of things and so he paid top dollar for the best of the best in the Tiger Cage.

When he entered he ran a hand through his soaked black hair and lit up a fresh, dry cigarette as he walked up to the front desk. "Jackson Tig." He said to the receptionist, who told him where to go. A minute late Jackson was staring at an elaborate door, the only one on this floor of the building. He sighed and raised his hand, knocking thrice and waiting.

[User]
Karen opened her heavily designed teak door and smiled at the man that walked through and entered her room. She was wearing a snug fit green dress that matched her eyes and stockings she did have on shoes just yet but Jackson was through the door already a nod she doubted they would be leaving any time soon. She raised her dress a little and sat on the bed. She patted the spot next to her and smiled sweetly at him again.

"You look familiar. And you look nervous. Trust me sweetheart this is all natural. You can calls it practice of before you go back home and marry your sweet heart." She rubbed his cheek. "So way can I do for you?"

[Assistant]
Jackson stepped, he wasn't too proud of himself and he looked down at the nicely carpeted floor as droplets of water from his jacket ell upon it. He heard her voice and blinked before sitting on the bed. She sounded like Karen. He sighed and heard her words, she thought he looked familiar, but he dismissed it. She probably said that to every guy. He didn't look up until she rubbed his cheek. "You can---"

His eyes grew wide for a moment. "Karen...?" He stuttered and stared at her. She hadn't changed at all, he had become a little gruffer from being in the army but that was expected. "Karen?" He said again and swallowed. "What the... what the hell are you doing here?" He asked suddenly, blinking, assuming that this must be some sort of dream.

[User]
"I work here darling. Are you okay? Or is this all a part of the fantasy? If it is you have to tell me so I can play along." Karen got off the bed and went into her bathroom. She grabbed a towel and gave it to Jackson. "If you sit in those wet clothes any longer you are going to get sick." She warned him and went to her closet and grabbed a plush robe.

She laid on her luxurious bed and looked at him, "you look like the poster child for an army man." She said softly and looked down at his feet. Here eyes scanned him over and she sat up and looked at him more thoroughly. She rubbed his cheeks and knew it was him, he was hairier than when he left but it was definitely him. "You have to leave." She said softly and got off the bed. "I don't play with army men. They are riddled with diseases from other countries. Go down the street. I'm sure Gladys will give you your money back." She said trying to rush him out of the room.

[Assistant] "Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!" Jackson stood up and stood still. "What are you doing?" He asked her, frowning at Karen. "It's me, Karen. Jackson." He said standing firm so she couldn't push him out. "Karen... what are you doing in a place like this? And why the hell are you trying to get rid of me?" He asked her quietly, pushing her back down onto the bed. The rain was hitting the window as he kept her on the bed and leaned down to her level. "5 years, Karen...5 long, destructive years and I come back to a home with you gone." He let go of her and reached for his wallet and threw a black and white picture of her onto the bed. "This... was all that kept me going... night after night, bullet after bullet. I prayed to god I would see you again... but I never expect it to be like this... to be... here." He sat on the bed and sighed. "What's happened to us?"

[User]
"Jackson it's been five years you went off to war, I thought I would her see you gain. I could barely put food on the table after paying rent. Did you really think is as going to stay there?" She asked him and paused his hand hands off of her. She looked at the picture of them right after they got married at city hall and gave it back.

"You went off to war, I got married to make you happy before you left. I didn't think you had a house picked out I told you before you left that I wasn't going to stay there. It was empty and cold. I couldn't stay there. Is entire back to what I was good at." She laid back down and put her arm over her eyes. "I can't leave with you. I can't. Whatever fantasy you had was just a fantasy. Go get the divorce papers from city hall and I'll sign them. There's hundreds of girls waiting for a guy like you. I'm not one."

[Assistant]
"So the whole thing was just one big joke to you?" Jackson said, not moving away from the bed. "You and me, we had fun times, we had so many laughs." He paused for a moment and looked at her, anger flared up inside of him. "So I go out, fight for my country to protect people like you, I risk my life every single day for 5 years and then we win the war. Now I come back to find you in a whore house where rich men get the pleasure of sticking their tiny cocks into you over and over again?" Jackson got up and threw his hands in the air. "not a single bit of appreciation! Why the hell do I even do the work?"

He turned to Karen. "What the hell happened to you? We used to be so damn close and all of a sudden you just want to push me away."

[User] "This war wasn't easy on me either. I told you before you left, I'm not going to sit around and wait to become your housewife. I did what I needed to do to survive. I didn't know what to do. Harry found me in a diner one night close to crying and he brought me here. It made me money, easy money fast money so I did what I had to do. Now I'm the best here. I have money to spare. I have been keeping your apartment safe and clean. What do you want from me?"

[Assistant] "You didn't want to be a housewife so you became a prostitute?" Jackson looked at her with a weary expression. "Listen, Karen... I want you. I want the fun times we had back when I wasn't filled with horrible memories. I want time with you." He looked around. "What is this place, I mean I was told it was good but... this isn't the you I know, Karen, you were too good for this, you were better than this." He sat back on the bed. "That's why you're the best here, because you were better than these people even before you took this job. A girl like you makes it to the top pretty damn often." He looked over her body, to say she wasn't desirable in those clothes would be a lie. "So you gonna do this for the rest of your life?"

[User] "Of course not. I have money saved up. I can leave if I want too. After the contract expires at least. I'd be lying if I said I didn't have fun with you before you left but..." Karen frowned at Jackson, "but people change Jackson. I've changed, you have changed. It's a good thing. I married you because it made you happy and you were going off to war. I did what I thought was right. But this is my life now. I can't say I'm married and I can't have a boy friend." She took his hand in hers and squeezed it gently. "I'll be here if you want to spend time with me but that's all I can offer."

[Assistant] Jackson pulled her close to him and into a hug. He used to hug her this way, from behind, when they were married. He kissed her neck gently and took in her scent before his hands moved up and down the sides of her body. "So you never really wanted to stay with me?" Jackson asked her quietly.

[User] Karen put her hands on top of his and relaxed like she used to do when he would hug her like this, it brought back so many good memories from before her left. "You said you would never leave. Then the war came and you were on of the first to sign up to leave." She turned to face him, "I wanted to stay with you, but I wanted you to stay with me and you left."

[Assistant] "I'm sorry, Karen. I knew it was important, I felt like it was the right thing to do. So many people died and many more would have if the Allies hadn't stepped in." He kissed the back of her head. "But I was wrong to tell you I'd stay by your side and then take off. I don't suppose that there isn't a second chance for me to come back to you and take care of you again?" He spoke softly as his hands moved over her body to the flat of her stomach.

[User] "I can't, Jackson." She said softly and looked over her shoulder. "I'm on a contract. Harry said I can't have a husband or a boyfriend. He doesn't know about you or us." Karen leaned back against him and rested her head on his shoulder. "You can fill up the night slots and spend the night with me. Or you could say you are a designer and we are fixing up my room. That way you have a reason to be here every night. Or an artist and I am your muse."

[Assistant] "I come back from the war, I'm hundreds of miles away and now I gotta lie to see my own wife?" Jackson chuckled. "Harry, his name is Harry, right? Sounds like a little asshole." He handled Karen so that she was laying on her back and he looked down at her. "I can't see you every night, baby. You're expensive." he whispered. "I... I want you back with me. But what is it you want?"

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"It's a good thing I'm not cheap. Not any Joe Shmoe could come up and be with me. Honestly I have only see a couple guys these past few years, the same men come to me and give me gifts and I barely slept with them. And if I did it didn't last long." Karen said trying to make him feel better.

"I do want to be with you but I like it here too." She shrugged her shoulder, not knowing the right answer. She went to her closet and grabbed a box from the back of her closet and handed it to him. "Come to me every night. That's more than enough." He opened the box to see a lot of rolled up bills. She took her ring from the bottom of the box and smiled at him. "I had to keep it somewhere safe."

[Assistant] "You like it here?" Jackson said, taking the box from her and looking down at her hand holding her ring. He was surprised, and for a moment he thought Karen just loved sex, but it didn't add up. She hardly saw any men and when she did it was always a quick session. He frowned and put the box aside and looked at Karen. "This... Harry guy... is he good to you? I mean, does he treat you badly or hurt you?"

[User] "Kinda. Easy work and I get paid very well. Who wouldn't like that kind of work?" Karen asked him and smiled. She put her ring in her jewelry box on the side of the bed and turned back to him when he asked about Harry. "He's decent. He's better when he's happy and I make sure I keep him happy. I'm his favorite so he doesn't lay a hand on me, per se. But I don't want to get on his bad side either." She paused and thought about it and then added, "I could have had a lot worse."

[Assistant] "Karen, in all honesty, I don't know how to feel. I mean for one thing we were married and happy, right? Sure it all changed when the war came and I had to go... but now I'm back, there is no more fighting and we can be together again. Yet, you want to be here, you want to keep being a prostitute and I'm not exactly sure how to feel." He sighed and looked down at his hands. "I guess, I guess I still see you as my own woman and no man wants to share his woman with other men."

[User] "I will only love you, you know that. " she said softly and pushed him back on the bed. Karen kissed him softly and rubbed his cheek. "Don't be upset. How about this, I will see what I can do about the contract. I will try to get out of it, now that you're home the apartment won't feel so lonely and I might actually like it there."

[Assistant] "Seems fine to me." He said to her as he pushed himself up off the bed to look at Karen. "You're far too intelligent and beautiful to be in a place like this. You can find another job, there's bound to be something here, a secretary position somewhere. Maybe for one of the big firms downtown?"

[User] "Too much work for too little play. I tried that. I have enough saved up. I've been here five years. I'm sure he'll let me go." She kisses Jackson again and walked him to the door. "Come by tomorrow night and I'll give your answer. Okay?" She rubbed his arms and opened her door. She had no idea how this would play out but she doubted Harry would just let her go.

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Jackson wasn't happy with the way things were. He sighed and only left reluctantly. It had been a long day without Karen, almost all his thoughts during the war were on her, her face, her body, her smile, those eyes of hers. He frowned as he went to work as a construction worker for Hollywood sets. The good news was that using his hands for work helped him to take his mind off of the troubles tonight, but the moment his shift was over he was back to thinking about how he and Karen could get back together.

That night he went back to the Cage and gave some of the money Karen had given him so he could see her again. He walked upstairs and knocked on her door.

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A man opened the door and let Jackson in. "That's my final answer." He said menacingly and then walked out of the room. Karen smiled at Jackson and closed the door behind him. She went to her closet and started to toss all of her things in a big trunk, starting with jewelry and then grabbing clothes and shoes. She put on a blouse and pencil skirt and some shoes.

"Of we leave, we have to go now." She told him and got her ring and the rest of the money she had hidden under her bed and she picked up her bag. "Can you carry my trunk?"

[Assistant] "Yeah, yeah sure." Jackson said and walked towards it to pick it up. Once everything was ready he walked Karen to the door of her room and stopped her. "Wait. What exactly is going on here." He looked over her face. "Are you alright, Karen?"

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"Can we just go please. I'll tell you later. I promise. I just want to go, now." She urged him and he took it down to his car and they sped off to his apartment. She looked around once they stepped inside and it looked as barren as it was when she was there. Now that she was living here again, with money to spruce up the place she could make it look nice.

Karen slid her shoes off and found the box she gave him. She added the rest of the money she grabbed in the box and bit her lip. She grabbed all of the money out of that room, she could sell the jewelry and hey would have enough for a cute little house.

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Jackson walked through the house with their things, though the living room seemed barren and empty, their bedroom wasn't quite the same. It had a bed, with head and foot board as well as a bedside table with a lamp. But that was all. He had been living here for a few days, that much was clear, there was some food in the kitchen pantry, but not much for both of them for a while. they would have to do groceries soon.

Jackson put her luggage in the room, took off his jacket and walked out into the living room, dropping himself onto a chair as he leaned back and watched Karen. "So... why did you want to leave all of a sudden?" he asked as tired eyes looked her over.

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"For reasons." Karen said with a shrug and looked around the house. "Will we be staying here for a while? I want to decorate but I don't want to decorate if we aren't staying here." She looked around and got a feel for the place. She turned back to Jackson and put her arms around him.

"Thank you for getting me out of there when you did. The way you did." She kissed jack's lips softly and walked to the kitchen and open the fridge. A little food but nothing very good. "I guess I'm going to have to learn how to cook as well."

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Jackson frowned. He hadn't expected 'for reasons' to be an answer. Though he did enjoy the kiss on his lips, it had been years since a woman had touched him that way and so it excited him more than it should have. "We'll be here for a while." He said quietly as he walked up behind her, raising a hand and letting it trail up from the top of her ass to the bottom of her neck.

"You don't have to learn how to cook, I mean, not by yourself. I could do some of it." He said to her, of course he knew she'd be a better cook than he would be, but the army had taught him to be independent and so he knew a few things.

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"Good. I'll go shopping tomorrow. We need all new furniture and paint and who knows what else. I can splurge on the place and make it all nice and spiffy." She smiled at Jackson turned to get a look of the room.

"It's the housewife look babe, it's what ever guy wants right? I'll give it a try. My other option isn't looking to bright right now." She turned and looked up into his eyes. "Jackson, I didn't leave that place to become your personal whore."

[Assistant] "What?" Jackson said, looked at her, his brow furrowed in a worried look. "Where did that come from?" He wondered out loud as he looked at Karen. "I'm sorry but... I never once said you were going to be my personal whore... I don't want you to be anything like that, what's why I got you out of the brothel in the first place..." He pursed his lips as he looked at her. "You really think I want you to be my whore?"

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"That's all they ever want. I am willing to indulge in this fantasy to go and meet your parents whatever you want. But until I know that this is more than sex, until I know this is what it was before you left. I will not be giving myself to you." She rubbed his cheek and walked around the room.

That was probably a little rough for the guy that just saved her life but she was tired of being used. She looked out the window and sat on the window sill and watched the car pass. She turned back to Jackson, "I'm sorry. I just want to be used again."

[Assistant] Jackson moved and sat down beside her, looking out the window and taking her hand in his own. "No no, I understand. I'm sorry too. So many years out at war, I come home to a girl who looks like you, can you blame me for wanting some fun?" he smiled at her and brought the back of her hand to his lips, kissing it gently. "You've had it bad, Karen, I understand, you're not an object for me to use, I know that. I did want you back, maybe I just wanted all of you back to me this soon, perhaps that was too much to ask."

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Karen eyes closed as Jackson spoke and she put her forehead against him. "I'm sorry Jackson. I just can't right now." She rubbed his cheek and walked into the bedroom. It wasn't as luxurious as her bedroom at the brothers but it was alright. She took off her clothes and put on a night dress. She opened the door so Jackson could back inside and she laid on the bed.

"He was going to sell me to some Russian market. He didn't tell me, I saw the papers on his desk. I had to get out of there. He won't let me go though. He will start looking for me and when he finds me I don't know what will happen. But I don't think it will be pretty." She said softly and stared at the ceiling.


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Mike Thomas was surprised when he woke up that morning, he had gone to a great party the night before, his friends all took him, it was the best one he had been too. Then again his friends had also talked him into drinking way to much. He wasn't a person who normally drank at all, so him drinking a lot messed with his system a great deal. He looked up and saw that he was at a train station, that wasn't where he should be. He felt a great weight as he tried to move his hand. He paused as he blinked looking up he didn't see what the cause was, so he turned his head and blinked for a good moment as he was more then a bit surprised to find someone he knew well attached to his arm.

He looked over at the blonde who was next to him, how the heck did he end up with a pair of handcuffs on his wrist with her on the other side, Alice, he blinked as he looked at the cuffs, there was no key spot on them at all. This had him worried, maybe there was a trick to them. Yeah there had to be a trick to them, that was the only logical thing. Now going by that he just had to wait for the woman connected to him to wake up so he could ask her about this, and if she knew anything.

[Assistant] The party of the night before was something that she would never forget, the amount of drinks she had were too much for her to handle. She drank quite a lot but was never one to get drunk to the point of passing out she knew her limits. The last thing she remembered was partying and dancing with another girl before fainting. Slowly opening her eyes, Alice noticed that she was sitting down somewhere and that there was somebody nearby. She yawned stretching her back as she still had no idea about what was happening. Noticing something around her wrists, a handcuff. "Ummm pretty funny can you take this thing out already I need to get home".

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Mike looked over at Alice as she finally came to, now he would be able to get this thing fixed and he would be able to head home and get a shower and dressed in something else. He looked at himself, he had on some jeans a white undershirt and a red button up shirt, he at least also had some good walking shoes on too, as he felt his pockets he couldn't actually find anything in them, meaning his money was gone too, great, just great, this was not how he wanted to get up, this was not how things were suppose to go this morning. He sighed as he looked at Alice waking up realizing just what was going on around her.

Then she made her first comment, his lips opened in shock as he looked at her, he couldn't believe it, she had nothing at all to do with this, this situation. "I would, trust me I would want to go home, but I don't have the key, and I am guessing you don't either, Alice," he replied to her comment as he managed to get to a sitting position noticing it was his left hand connected to her right hand. He looked up and noticed something and blinked, Chicago, great. He was in Chicago, how the heck, he blinked as he looked at her, "It seems we have someone who doesn't like either of us," he said looking at her, they were from San Diego, so to be in Chicago put them rather a long way from home. "Well now, best we figure out what we have," he said looking over at her, "I have nothing no money just my clothes and my shoes and we are to far from home to walk there too."

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"Stop kidding around I know that you must have the darn keys!" Alice was not going to be stuck in here with this guy for god knows how long. He began moving his hands in order to check his belongings which meant that her hand would move with his even though she did not wanted it. At his words of where they were her face turned pale white as she looked outside, "Fuck!, I have a midterm today!". She knew that they would not make it in time even if she had some money, the only way to get herself some time was to call the teacher and beg him to reconsider. She checked her pockets with her free hand and shook her head, her phone was not on its usual place.

She searched around for her purse which seemed to just disappear with the rest of her stuff, "Fuck!, they took all of my money, cellphone and even my darn purse". Alice was now furious and the worst part was that the buss driver apparently left awhile ago since the buss was at the terminal. "If only I had something to picklock the darn cuffs out from our wrists that could be a start but no, not even that". She sighed standing up and looking around not really sure what they could do at that moment, "So we have no money, no forms of communication and we are far away from home, we have no belongings besides the clothing on our backs... what do we do now...?"

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Mike heard her outburst and blinked as he knew that she was right, he took a deep breath as he tried his best to think for a moment, he could hear the sound of people around him, they were loud, he looked at her and blinked as he thought about it, "come on," he said as he got to his feet and walked towards a more quiet place his mind thinking as he walked. He had to think of something, he went over what they had and didn't have on them, it wasn't good, he knew that this was trouble, big trouble. He wondered if they knew that they took this prank of theirs way to far, of if they were around somewhere laughing their heads off.

He looked back at her with a calm look on his face, "Okay, here is the deal," he commented with a calm tone to his voice as he looked at her, "we are first going to need money, secondly well everything else come after being able to make money. I can't get any from a bank," he said looking up at her as his rubbed his chin with his right hand, "Perhaps you can, I mean, we are going to need money before all else," he said as he looked at her before turning his head and looking at the chart and sighing, "better, no trains back to San Diego, we are going to have to find our own way back either bus or car or something," he said knowing that it was most likely a two or three day ordeal to travel that far across the country. "So yeah, we have other problems too, but money is first problem," he said looking at her with a surprisingly calm look on his face as he mentally tried to figure something out.

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"And tell me big guy, how are we supposed to get money. I have no purse which means no form of identification, even if we go to the bank we would be stopped before anything else by metal detectors because of the handcuff" Alice shook her head and looked outside. "Let's get out of here first, I think I can get us inside a room of a motel or something so we can rest and decide what to do while we are inside. There is no use of staying here if we are not going to try and play whatever game these people who did this stuck us into. First we need money you are right and the only way I know right now is not a good one, we need to steal some money".

She sighed and scratched the back of her head before looking out the door, "Let's get out of here first people might start to ask questions if they see two people inside the buss on the terminal". Sighing she looked out and waited for him to either follow her to take the lead himself, she did not cared which but they had to get out of there first before she even tried anything.

[User] Mike nodded his head as she had a great point. He took a deep breath and then started to leave as he looked over the lockers one bye one and checking if they were all locked correctly as he walked. It was a odd then to not be able to get away from a person. It was just weird knowing that someone would see all you did. He paused as he felt one open. He looked inside and found a wallet and some money inside. Mike found a piece of paper and wrote down the guys address and took the money before returning the wallet. He would use the address to send the man his money back when he could. "Well let's find some place cheap to stay in I guess."

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Alice walked besides him, not that she had any other choice in the matter. Noticing how he was checking the lockers and she thought it would be a great idea if by chance they could find an open one with some cash inside. After looking for awhile she was going to tell him to stop already until he opened one that was without any lock. Smiling as he apparently wrote the directions down she walked besides him thinking about what it could mean. Her cheeks turned bright red as she knew very well that he would need to see her going to the bathroom as well as she would need to see him naked at one point or the other. She hated whoever set this up and was surely going to beat the hell out of them.

"I swear to you that once I find out who did this to me I am going to get them so badly they wish they would never been born. Do you realize what this means? we would either need to find a way to shower without looking at each other or... bah shower together, same goes to the bathroom and toilet usage. Every sense of privacy has been taken away from us, oh god this is truly embarrassing...". She could not live with herself if she went to the bathroom and suddenly he heard a gas or even worst, blushing she followed him as she sighed and decided to just calm down for now.

[User] Mike blinked as he looked at her for a moment pausing as he blinked and turned rather red at the comment about privacy. He had. to thought of at. That was going to so stink as it were. He didn't like this and he had no clue who the heck would do this, but it had to be rather well planned for the plan really messed them up and the handcuffs were trickier then any he had ever seen in his whole entire life. They just the most odd things he had ever had seen. Still he walked with her out of the station quickly finding a discount hotel nearby. He walked to he place quickly, even walking was odd like this everything was he had to pace himself to not go to fast or to slow."well they will pay but first I just want to get home or get these off."

[Assistant] Alice shook her head as she walked besides him almost like she was his girlfriend even though she hated that small thing that people would think of them, especially if they saw the handcuffs. She looked at him and quirked an eyebrow as he bought a room. She sighed looking at what he was doing before they made their way to the room. Once inside she closed the room and locked it before sitting down on one of the beds and looking at her handcuffed hands.

[User] Mike paused as he looked at the young woman who was sitting on the bed with him. He took a deep breath as he looked at her, they were stuck, things were going to be rather tricky from that moment till they found a way to get the cuffs off. He sat on the bed as his mind tried to think of someway to deal with the situation, he was embarrassed by the fact that they were stuck, but perhaps he was a bit more proactive as a thinker. He reached over and took her hand into his non cuffed hand and looked at her side much closer for a good moment before letting out a sigh as he let go of her hand, "It is strange, there is no place for a key anywhere on it," he mused out loud as he rested his hand by his side, "I hope your a lefty," he commented as he looked over at her and sighed again, this was mentally so annoying. Normally he could figure out an answer quickly, but not in this situation, he was stuck in this situation big time.

[Assistant] "No I am not a lefty..." she shook her head before letting her body drop on top of the bed. Looking up to the ceiling she sighed going over her situation. "These are not normal cuffs, police ones have a hole on it and there is a trick for getting out of them. This is the first time I seen cuffs like this one, they are not uncomfortable enough to not being able to sleep with them on but the closeness of our bodies and the fact that we cannot get away from each other is the thing that really screw us up. I mean... gosh we would need to s...shower together" she shook her head knowing this man would see her naked sooner or later.

[User] "Yeah I know, I am guessing we are going to have to sleep rather close to each other as well, the range of them isn't very big, as for the shower, hmm, not seeing any way around that really, plus getting undressed connected like this isn't going to be easy in the first place, I mean, think about it, how are you going to get your hand though your shirt wen it is connected to mine," Mike commented before showing her an attempt on his part to do just that, and take off his shirt, it wasn't going to be easy to do, most likely they might even have to avoid baths or showers unless they did it with their shirts on, a odd thing he hadn't actually thought of till that moment. It was annoying anyway he looked at the situation is damn annoying and he wasn't a fan of it either.

[Assistant] She looked at him as he took off his shirt and she had to admit it, he was rather good looking without that shirt on. "Yeah I see what you mean, so no showers for us that is good although it will take me awhile to get used to it, I bath everyday". Alice shook her head and felt tears start to appear on her eyes, she wanted to know who the hell would do something so bad to them.

[User] Mike looked at Alice as she remained next to him, he could tell that this was harder on her then it was on him. Not to say he liked this situation at all, he just was the type of person to try to focus on a way out of said situation then the situation itself. He pulled the woman into a hug letting her cry on her and then held her in his strong grasp. He was much stronger and in better shape then one might think by looking at his skinny frame. He held her letting her cry on his arm, "no, it means we need to find a way to get some clothes that we can't take off easier, perhaps at a Goodwill, say for you it is possible, a strapless outfit, for myself not so much, but I don't mind looking like a idiot and wearing a wet shirt in the morning," he said kindly wanting to cheer up Alice as much as he could.

[Assistant] "Ummm why are you hugging me... I am not some defenseless little girl you know..." Alice pushed him away as far as she could with the cuffs restraining the distance. She sighed and looked out the window, "So what do we do now?..." she looked at the cuffs and shrugged, "God once I get whoever did this to me I am going to kill him or her!". She wanted to go to the bathroom but was holding off for as long as she could however it was clearly becoming harder and harder due to how much they both drank the night before.

[User] The young man blinked as he was pushed a way, he had tried to comfort the young woman, but that had failed. He sighed as he laid there on the bed and said nothing for a long moment as he got up and thought of something, "Close your eyes please, till I tell you to open them," Mike said as he slipped into the bathroom and filled up the bathtub with water and got in it before she was out and he was in hidden under the water as she was sitting just on outside still with clothes on.

[Assistant] She closed her eyes and then had no other choice but to follow him wherever he was taking her. First she could hear stuff like the zipper from his pants and then the rustling of his pants falling the floor. Gulping she knew what he was doing, he was getting undressed right besides her. Finally the sound of the water was the next tip that was offered to her. Before Alice knew it she was sitting on the toilet besides the shower as he took a bath.

[User] Mike focused his eyes ahead as his arm was stretched out behind him, it was a odd position to be in, but he couldn't help it. He took a deep breath as he looked at her, "Well, we are going to have to do this again, I figure, this time when I am done with the bath and you done with your business, I can get my pants on then I will clothes my eyes and tell you to close your eyes and we will switch where we are," he said calmly as he hoped this would work with Alice. It was the only thing he could think of that might work at all, it seemed like a stretch. Still it was at least an idea and It was better then having no idea at all to work with. He sighed as he looked up, "It is odd that we were connected, I wonder why they picked us two of all the possible people to do this too?"

[Assistant] He really did not remember... shaking her head she looked out the door and sighed as she tried to remember exactly how it was. For now she decided to keep it a secret and finish what she was doing. After finishing up she cleaned herself as best as she could. Her eyes closed as she stood up, "Ready whenever you are...". Mike still remembered the day that he crashed into her family's car causing it to go over a cliff and almost kill her with the rest of her family members. Knowing the name was one thing but being trapped with him like this was quite another.


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The stillness of her breath and the way the girl moved told the goddess that her attentions brought pleasure. It wasn't terribly surprising, her touch had that effect on humans, though the evidence of this pleased her. She had planned for a bit of a struggle, but a pliant, submissive companion was equally thrilling. Her attempts to break free of the vines did not go unnoticed, however. Though, the goddess did not know the reason behind it or choose mention it yet.

"Yes, yes," Abnoba's voice buzzed against the girl's ear. "All true. I guard the forest as I guard myself for we are one being. Stepping foot on its lands is the same touching the surface of my skin, though perhaps not as sensuous." The girl's skin had been soft and sweet between her teeth, and the goddess wanted more of it. As she spoke, she brushed her lips gently up and down the girl's neck. She smelled tangy and earthy like the forest, her forest. For a long time, she must have lived in its shelter, feeding from it, thriving on it. Was it not fitting that she return unto it what the forest had nurtured?

"I do watch the balance between life and destruction," she said thoughtfully. "So to say I guard the dead is not inaccurate." There were many spirits that roamed her wood. Some were good, spirits of men and women who had followed her and ascended to a higher form of existence. Others were wicked, dark beings of destruction that had died with fury in their hearts. Those had to be kept carefully in check, lest the destroy the delicate balance of the wood. "Harshly?" she asked, voice soft but dangerous. "Perhaps I do. But is it not my own business what I do with my own things? For that is what they are. All that enter the woods become mine, for the wood is a part of me."

As she spoke, one hand left the laces of her blouse and slowly slid it over the mound of Marie's breast. "And I can be a kind mistress," she said softly. With one finger, she began tracing slow circles through the fabric. The circles grew smaller until she was pressing gently around the edges of the girl's nipple, enticing it to become erect and alert. "Or I can be cruel... as it pleases me." With that, she pinched the girl's nub between two fingers hard and did not release it. "Why do you struggle?" she asked, whispering against her cheek. "Do you try to escape?"

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As Abnoba's hand slowly rose up to her breast, Marie began to breath heavily. Her goddess's touch was gentle and commanding, keeping the young woman rooted where she was. Her heart raced, and soon her own hand moved up to her other breast, giving it a small squeeze as Abnoba's fingers slowly traced a circle around her other nipple. As she pinched it Marie gasped softly, her voice a mix of pleasure and pain.

"N-No Abnoba." she said blushing, turning to face her goddess. "I-its just hard to remain still with your touch..." she said her free hand soon finding its way over her other hand just below her breasts. Slowly she began moving it lower, craving more of Abnoba's sensual touch. Slowly she slid it down, over her stomach, and soon moving it down between her legs.

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At that answer, the goddess felt a rush of heat between her thighs. As she gazed into Marie's eyes, it became apparent the girl was enjoying this as much as she. Her lips smiled with approval and gently kissed the corner of the girl's mouth. "Understandable," Abnoba said, chuckling. "And I expect it to become harder still."

Then, to the goddess's surprise, she felt the soft touch of the girl's hand on her own. She allowed the girl to guide her hand, unsure what to expect. As her hand drifted lower, Abnoba's eyes widened with excitement. Her finger's soon found themselves between her thighs and she could feel the warmth building. Breathlessly, she buried her hand there and cupped her with the palm of her hand, squeezing gently. With her middle finger, she began to caress her heat through the fabric. She could feel the shape of the lips and she ran he finger along the slit.

"You do not fear me then?" the goddess panted, her eyes dark with lust as she gazed at the girl. "You have no qualms about giving yourself to me, wholly and completely?" Abnoba knew that Marie couldn't fully understand what she was in for. What the goddess took into her possession, she did not release. But for now that was a distant thought. The heat of desire was strong and would drive her decisions for the time being.

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Marie bit her lip as she felt Abnoba's middle finger sliding against her entrance through the fabric. She leaned into her with a soft moan, her own hand finding its place on top of Abnoba's, emulating her movements. The young elf panted harshly, "Y-Yes Mistress I-I am your to do with a-as you please." she said, turning her head and cupping Abnoba's cheek, her lips soon meeting her goddess's in a passionate kiss.

She could feel the heat building up inside her, as as she kissed her goddess she wanted to feel more of her, to have her lady take her. She soon broke away, hoping to ready herself for what was to come.

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Those words sent a hot thrill through Abnoba's body, only increased by the feel of the girl's sweet lips pressed on hers. She growled with satisfaction and moved her mouth hungrily, devouring the soft kisses of the redhead. Reluctantly, she pulled away to gaze at the girl, giving her pink lips a parting flick with her tongue. "Your eagerness is refreshing," she murmured, and nuzzled the girl's cheek. "You will find I am very generous with those who please me."

The hand on the girl's nipple relented its teasing and slid down her side. When it found the hem of her shirt, it quickly slid under, eager to feel the girl's skin against her fingers. Then, it traveled slowly upwards, pushing aside any cumbersome garments until it came to the soft flesh of her breast. She cupped it in her hand and began to squeeze it eagerly, the tender mound firm but pliant beneath her fingers.

As Abnoba kneaded Marie's breast, she leaned in and captured the girl's mouth again. Her tongue slid along the girl's lips as they kissed, pressing for entrance to that warm wet mouth. Meanwhile, her other hand continued to rub against the girl's most intimate of regions, each stroke pressing a little more insistently into the fabric of her garments.

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Marie panted as Abnoba broke away, her sweet taste still lingering in her mouth. She wanted more, and as she felt her hand sliding under her shirt she blushed, her goddess's soft touch slowly finding its way to her breast. Marie closed her eyes and moaned softly, soon feeling Abnoba's warm lips on her own once again. She opened her mouth and let her tongue go out to join Abnoba's, to play with it.

Her legs felt weak, and as Abnoba's touch became a little more intense she found herself getting wet, Her legs rubbed together trying to hide it, but it would be obvious to Abnoba soon, and all Marie could do was remain mesmerized and thralled by her goddess, and her only for of resistance was pleasurable moans begging for more.

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The wetness of Marie's tongue pressing and tangling against her own spurred Abnoba on. She groaned and savored the elf's taste, pressed her lips more firmly against her.  When she felt the girl beginning to lose her breath, she broke the kiss again, a thin string of saliva trailing between their lips. Then, she nuzzled and kissed along the girl's neck, pausing to nibble gently at her ear lobe.

One hand continued to knead her breast, pausing only to pinch and tease her rosy bud, sometimes gently, sometimes roughly. Her other hand was still stroking her folds through the fabric, when the elf closed her thighs against it. Abnoba laughed at this and pulled away her hand. "What are you doing?" she cooed. "Trying to hide something from me?"

With the freed hand, she lifted the elf's shirt up, exposing both her breasts to the warm forest air. Then, she began to squeeze them both in her cruel and delicate hands. "Open up to me..." The vines coiling around her legs crept upwards and pushed between her legs. One insistent tendril began teasing at her through her clothes.

[Assistant] Marie's breasts hung freely as her shirt was lifted over them, leaving her decent bust at the mercy of Abnoba. As her goddess Squeezed them she could feel the vines crawling up her legs, slowly, but definitely making their way to her entrance. It didn't take long before she could feel one replacing her goddess's finger, rubbing her entrance through her clothes. Her legs remained closed, but it did little if anything to deter the vines from working their way up. Marie moaned softly and leaned her head back, her own panties becoming wet in anticipation of what was to come. Her legs slowly opened, and soon she spread them apart, leaving plenty of room for the vines to continue their ascent.

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"I like that sound," the goddess hummed and licked Marie's ear. "Good girl. Don't fight it." For a minute or two more, Abnoba teased and pulled at her breasts. Rolling her pink nipples between her fingers till they were painfully firm. She marveled at the feel of them and longed to press her own against them. With a parting squeeze, she released the soft orbs and stepped away from the girl, letting the vines continue their teasing.

Slowly she walked around to the front of the girl, trailing her delicate fingers on the girl's arm as she circled. Once in front, her eyes could now admire the sweet breasts more fully and she licked her lips hungrily. Her gaze traveled down to the girl's thighs where her plant servants were working diligently, teasing the girl's loins through her clothes. She could see the faint stain of moisture and smell Marie's arousal from where she stood. Smiling, she closed the distance against them again and pressed herself against her, her face inches from Marie's.

"These things," she said and slid a hand down to tug at Marie's pants. "They are in the way don't you think?" As she said this, several more gnarly vines appeared and began to pull and claw like hands at her pants and undergarments. If they did not give, the fabric would likely tear.

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Marie shivered and continued to toy with her breasts as Abnoba slowly circled around once more. She could feel her finger on her arm circling with her goddess, and as she looked at Abnoba once more she blushed, watching as her goddess admired her beauty. She couldn't stand still, the vines making her shiver in delight as they continued. As Abnoba stepped forward Marie looked her dead in the eye, blushing as she stood close.

As her hand tugged at her pants Marie nodded, "Y-yes mistress, let me remove them!" she said obediently as her hands moved down to join the vines. Her pants quickly fell down to her ankles, as well as her panties, and soon she could feel the vines once again climbing up her leg, their soft touch ascending past her knees and thighs, and soon arriving back were they were. Both Marie and the vines waited for Abnoba's order. "T-take me mistress" Marie begged, unable to contain her lust anymore.

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Abnoba's eyes widened as Marie removed her pants, exposing herself. She bit her lip as she gazed at her mound, plump and dewy with arousal. The scent of her wafted up to the goddess, thick and intoxicating, and her eyes turned black with excitement. In this moment, she couldn't think of anything she wanted more than to utterly possess the body of this young elf in front of her. Watching the trembling female beg for her brought such heat to her own loins that it was almost unbearable. The hunger was so intense that for a moment she couldn't breath. When she recovered a lusty growl escaped her throat and she pressed herself close to Marie. "Yes," she moaned at the girl's words. "I will. And so much more."

With sudden urgency the goddess pressed their lips together, kissing her ferociously. The girl would feel herself pushed backwards, and for a moment, it seemed she might fall. But one of the trees and crept forward and was now pressed against her back, supporting her. More vines appeared and tangled themselves around the girl's arms, pulling her firmly against the tree. With one hand, Abnoba began to squeeze and pinch the girl's breast again and with the other, she slid her hand between the elf's thighs. She cupped the girl's mound and slowly slid two fingers along inside, playing between her lips. "So wet... so nice...so eager..." she muttered breathlessly, marveling at the slick heat she was caressing. "Have you never been touched like this, girl?"

[Assistant] As Marie locked lips with her mistress she opened her mouth, her tongue darting out to force its way into her goddess's mouth. Inside it circled and played with her tongue. As the broke away she blushed, as the very forest itself gave its blessing on their relationship, helping in every possible way. Mari found the vines and the tree supporting her, opening her legs and giving Abnoba plenty of room to play with. As her hands played with her body Marie leaned her head back, moaning louder as she felt the vines creeping higher. Her hands gripped them and tugged, her toes curled, and she stared, almost slack jawed at Abnoba as her fingers began to slip inside her. "N-No mistress" she said blushing, bucking her hips lightly in hopes of making Abnoba's fingers go deeper. "B-But I... I want more." she said lustfully, wanting to explore all the things her goddess could do.

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Abnoba quirked a smile at the knowledge that her new plaything was untouched. It wasn't entirely a surprise. Something about the scent, the spirit, the manner that always gave away the sexually uninitiated. The elf was fresh and unspoilt, all the better for playing with. Such things the forest deity could teach her! "I see," she said, with a soft chuckle. "And I can feel your enthusiasm. I like it."

As she spoke, she pressed her busom firmly against the elf and she continued to stroke the her wet folds. Her skilled fingers glided teasingly over the sensitive bud hidden there and then slowly worked towards her entrance. One finger suddenly dipped inside, knuckle deep, and began to thrust in and out slowly.

"Mmm... I will give you more," she said and licked Marie's ear. "Until you feel you cannot bear it... then you will give to me." The goddess's breasts were aching for attention and the fire between her legs was almost overwhelming. How she wanted the feel touch of fingers or the flick of a tongue. But she'd give Marie a taste of pleasure first, show her a bit of what was in store for her.

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Marie tugged on the vines that held her, straining them as Abnoba leaned close. She concentrated on her fingers, feeling them teasing her clit and entrance, but not slipping in, but as her fingers began to move Marie bit her lip. Her eyes found their way to Abnoba's chest which was pressed against her young disciple, and as she started she wanted the play with the soft round mounds.

As her goddess' finger slipped inside the vines became even more strained as she tugged and arched her back, a group of them soon moving behind her to hold her up. Her soft voice echoed around them, and her moans made the vines want to support their mistress more. A small velvety one slipped up to her ass, slowly moving in a circle around the entrance for now, wanting to let Abnoba have her control. Marie just squirmed, enjoying the touch of her goddess.

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Abnoba groaned and smiled with satisfaction as her young disciple squirmed at her attentions. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught the greedy vine inching its way towards the girl's entrance. It's eagerness was a reflection of her own overwhelming lust. _Not yet,_ she mentally commanded the tendril. Quickly she thrust her fingers in and out of the girl, trying to bring her close to orgasm and coaxing more liquid from her pussy. When her palm was soaked, she withdrew from the girl's mound and captured the velvety tendril in her grasp. Vigorously, she stroked it with her hand, wetting it with Marie's juices. It twitched and writhed in response, growing and pulsing a little beneath the pumps of her fist. Once it was wet and primed she returned to teasing Marie's passage with her fingers. The vine would get it's turn soon.

When Marie arched her back in response to the fingers penetration, her body rubbed sensuously against the goddess's bosom eliciting a groan of pleasure from her throat. The soft, thin white fabric that served to hold her luscious breasts seemed like an agonizing barrier now. She wanted to press herself fully against the girl, feel their skin sliding against each other.

"I'm not being fair," she panted, he own lust showing in her breathlessness. "You must want to see more of me, hmm?" As she continued to thrust slowly inside the elf with her fingers with one hand, she unclasped the hook that held her halter top in place with the other. The spare scraps of fabric fell away, freeing her plump, bronzed breasts from their restrictions. The voluptuous, pink tipped mounds heaved with each breath of the goddess, aching for attention. "Like what you see, mortal?" she teased. "Do you want to touch?"

[Assistant] Marie wanted more than to touch her bountiful bosom, and stared at her tanned breasts with awe. She leaned her head close her mind clouded by her own lust as Abnoba's fingers continued to penetrate. She was waiting for her tendrils to get a turn, a deep desire to be taken by them welling up inside her. She could see the one all wet and ready to go, and the thought of it slipping inside made her shudder. She opened her mouth, hoping to get a nice taste of Abnoba's skin, and a gentle suck on her breast.

[User] Seeing the girl's lips part in want, Abnoba smiled. Her eagerness made the goddess' heart beat wildly. With her free hand, she reached up to cup the girl's face and caressed her cheek briefly with her thumb. Then, she slid the hand to the back of her head, tangling her fingers in those silken red locks. Firmly but gently, she pulled the girl's head toward her chest, arching her own back to bring her swollen breasts to meet the girl's waiting, open mouth. Her other hand stopped thrusting into her wet passage and withdrew from between her thighs to settle at the elf's hips, holding her close.

[Assistant] Marie blushed and leaned into Abnoba's hand as it cupped her cheek, and as it grabbed the back of her head firmly she gasped and opened her eyes to see Abnoba arching back. She rolled her hips as Abnoba pulled her hand away, and soon she tried to scoot closer, still wanting more. Her lips pressed against the soft flesh of her breasts, and as soon as her lips connected her warm breath gently blew over them. She cooed softly and slowly ran a tongue forward, gently flicking it against her mistress' nipple.