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Unwilling Pawns in Her Depraved Game

"Mmmm... hmmm... aaahhhh..." Abigail would moan as she rushed forward. A place that told her to leave would tempt her to stay as it hid treasure far beyond her reach. But this was a place that wanted her to stay moreso than many - so she had to leave as soon as possible. This time, she was the treasure that she had to hide!

[1d20: 3]
 
It was only when the statue's hand shifted to push up her skirt, revealing black, lacy underwear clinging to pale flesh, that Anna Marie finally understood exactly what kind of danger she'd gotten into. She felt the cool press of metal against her lips as the armour moved its halberd into position, and her eyes grew wide beneath her sunglasses. "Please, stop!" She cried out, her demanding shouts fully giving way to pleads, and desperately turned the dials against almost without thinking.

It didn't quite have the effect she was looking for.

The halberd began to vibrate, hard, and Anna Marie couldn't help but let out a long, sultry moan of pleasure as a wave of pleasure rocked her body. She pressed harder against the pillar as she gripped it for support, her knuckles white and her cheeks red. Something was wrong. Normally, when she took care of her own needs, it took her a long time to really get in the mood and start to feel good - indeed, the scant few times she'd trying fooling around with someone else had been a disappointment in part for that very reason - but now, here, in the face of violent, unwilling humiliation, her body was responding immediately. It felt like a betrayal.

"Damn you," the young woman cursed under her breath as she reached a shaky hand back towards the dials. She managed to click the last one into place, and the armour responded immediately, ending its assault and springing back up in place. It took Anna Marie a little longer to recover, as she clung to the pillar, her exposed ass and pussy still on display, and took a few deep, shuddering breaths. When she finally did move, pushing off from the pillar to stand upright and whirling back around to face the armour, she was flushed red with fury.

"How dare you? Who do you think you're dealing with?!" She screeched at the inanimate suit, drawing back her arm and stepping forward to deliver a ringing slap against the piece of metal. That, of course, accomplished very little. She gave the suit of armour a dirty look as she shook her stinging hand, then turned to march determinedly towards the next door, pausing only to tug her panties and skirt back into place.

When she and their hostess met again, they were going to have words.
 
Alex got out of the statue's grasp at the very last possible moment before things would have turned much worse. She watched with eyes wide as the statue grew a cock... a huge, throbbing, rock-hard cock. She knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that if she hadn't escaped when she did, the massive thing would have been inside her, stripping her of her precious virginity. The thought was too much to bear. So even as the sight of the manly thing made her heart pound in unwanted arousal, she fled to the other side of the room and clumsily forced the key into the keyhole and turned it. As she made her way up to the second floor, the reality of the situation really hit her. She came within an inch of being raped! But... she was starting to notice that her arousal was not going down... She was more turned on than she had ever been in her life, but she couldn't get it to go away no matter what she tried! She was done. So completely done. As she righted her skirt and tried (and failed) to cover her exposed bra with the torn remnants of her worthless shirt, she resolved that she was NOT going to be continuing in this game. Not a chance.
 
@Karasuhime
The waistband of Abigail's pants started to tug itself out, the fabric pulling up between her legs to add onto the pressure getting pressed up in there. It feels like even more and more of these ghostly hands crawl over her skin and start pushing themselves up under the clothing. The sound of a thousand panting breaths slowly rise around her, almost like there's a whole crowd of people right up next to her. Yet still she won't be able to actually feel anything with her own hands. The touches are cold to the skin, but they trigger an unnatural warmth brewing up inside her bowels.

Spaces left: 11
Current arousal 4/18

Despite everyone going in very different directions when they first split up, every set of stairs ends up leading into the same chamber. The round, domed room is dominated by an ornate fountain with even more female nudes frozen in an elegant dance. The water is incredibly crystal clear and when the light reflects off of the surface it makes the walls sparkle. Dark windows to the outside don't reveal much besides the constant trickle of freshly started rain and the occasional rumble of thunder. The floor is smooth marble but is surprisingly warm on contact with skin. One by one, the contestants are emerging into the chamber, though with currently no sign of the mistress or any routes out besides the ones they just came from. In fact, it might look like all of them had just hit a dead end, but it should start becoming apparent that the layout of this castle wasn't so straightforward or obvious.

Players that enter in this order:
@ChrisGabriel
@UseAlex
@Silverbird
@Ironuyh
 
As Alex saw the others, it only confirmed her suspicions. There was no way this was a coincidence. Something in this mansion was a pervert. Alex was still clinging to the torn fragments of her shirt, but it would actually cover herself more effectively if she discarded it entirely and just crossed her arms over her chest. At least she was better covered than that Vivian girl.
"You girls too? This is ridiculous! She can't treat us like this!"

The exposure and violation was bad, but in this moment Alex was most concerned with the fact that her arousal still was not going down. She wanted to ask if the others were experiencing it too, but her voice got caught in her throat when she tried to ask. She just couldn't bring herself to reveal how turned on she was, even if it was pretty obvious. Her cheeks were blushing so brightly and a few drops of liquid arousal traced their way down her inner thighs down toward her knees.
 
"Ah crap, I haven't even eaten... what will I shit out? My own guts?"

Abigail kept moving forward, taking one final leap out of the wretched darkness of temptation. The pleasurable grabs of unseen, untouched shadows remained, even after the depths were left. The aftereffects were not going anytime soon.

She was panting. She had just survived what could've been an onslaught if she stayed any longer. As she emerged into safe zones, her head would continuously twitch as she sported her grin once more, returning to her usual state - a sign of her safety.

[1d20: 13]
 
Reaching the round, domed room and realising it was a dead end made Willow confused. *Huh? Could not have been this easy!* but of course as the others started to arrive, some of them slimed, or in similarly tattered clothes, the redhead's face turned into a smile. For about another arrival, then she lost the smile for a short time. "Damn. This means anything can happen..." waiting to see if every one of them arrives, and kind of curious about what state they was in, Willow walked to the fountain to check it out, but a little vary of touching the water. "Where is the tiny dark haired one? Got lost in the study?" Willow asked, thinking how she would be too spending her time there, still thinking that this part was just a prelude and the time of their arrival didn't count. Even if it did, she was the first, no need to second-guess herself.

"Soo... What kind of mess you got into?" she asks loudly, eyeing the others.,
 
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Anna Marie's anger only grew as she emerged into the domed chamber only to find that not just one but both of the redheads had beaten her there. She strode over to stand by one of the windows, looking out at the distant lightning and drumming her fingers impatiently against crossed arms. She didn't turn around as Vivian and, later, Abigail arrived, but she did glance backwards as Alex spoke up. The redhead's words basically reflected Anna Marie's thoughts, but to her ears they sounded pathetic - a mouse caught in a trap, protesting a force that was entirely beyond its power. In an instant, she'd found a new target to vent her frustrations.

"What are you complaining about?" She asked acidly, arching an eyebrow as she looked Alex up and down over the top of her sunglasses. Anna Marie didn't miss the deep blush still on the girl's cheeks, or faint liquid trailing down her thighs, and her torn top didn't draw any sympathy. "You obviously enjoyed yourself. They clearly made this place with someone like you in mind; why don't you just go back down there and let the rest of us deal with this?"

She turned back towards the window, not really hiding a smirk. She ignored Willow's question; she didn't feel like sharing that with anyone.
 
As the last one inside, Vivian looks to be an absolute mess. Her thin arms clutch both at her chest and a backpack. The former hardly conceals her frame, however. Breathing heavily from exertion and the situation, the redhead wonders why she has yet to calm down, then simply attributes it to another ridiculous quirk of this place. It's a slight relief to see the others here, but simply shakes her head at Willow's question, not wanting to go into it. Instead, she heads to the fountain, as she's still dripping with not only her own juices, but the slime. Very quickly, she tries to clean off the evidence of events prior.

As Anna seems rather hostile to Alex, Vivian shakes her head, sighing. "It's rather easy to assume things when we don't know what's going on. Besides, if you're not feeling something from your challenge, then I'm glad for you. These feelings are... cloying. They don't go away, even though they should. This castle isn't right, and none of the things inside of it are, either... Attacking each other is completely pointless." After she finishes speaking, she redoubles her attempts to clean herself and, barring any distractions, would then try to salvage some of her clothing to make it so she doesn't have to hold her chest herself, anymore.

After she'd finished her work at the fountain, the waitress stands, ready for whatever may come next, since not everyone's been gathered.
 
Abigail's sudden rush to get the rest of the way through the darkness made the tugging on her clothes tight enough that they started to tear. The last few dashes forward would require extra strength as her intruders began slithering down, the panties seemingly pushing themselves out in front of her. But the moment she would step into the light in front of the door, everything just suddenly ends. With the blink of an eye, all the 'touching' just completely vanishes. No sounds or other sensations are felt, just her and the lingering heat that had rose up inside her.

Current arousal: 5/18
Now entering Floor 2

There is a minute of nothing happening when Abigail finally joins up with the others. There would be nothing but confusion for a time as they would be left to keep conversing among each other, but a voice echoing over the stone walls would break up their little venting session. "What did I say? Those were some interesting obstacles, weren't they?"

Their hostess from earlier didn't walk in from any direction, nor was it clear just how long she had been there. She just appeared over on top of the fountain while no one was looking up there. Her body laid itself out on top, laying on one side while she perched her torso up with an elbow. The way she laid highlighted just how wonderfully perfect the curves under that dress were, and the way she lazily swirled a strand of hair with a finger just added on top of her sexiness. "Did you like your surprises? I can see you certainly did, or at least your bodies did." Sultry, malevolent eyes peered down over her guests. "And we're just beginning this little game of ours, this'll be quite fun I can tell."
 
Alex can't believe Anna Marie said such mean things to her! She did NOT enjoy what was done to her; how could anyone enjoy that? But she didn't have it in her to retort, just letting out a squeak instead. But when the hostess reappeared, she was not going to hold her tongue again.
"If this is the type of game this is, I'm not playing! I want to leave now! Where is the exit?!

Alex considered herself lucky that she had maintained her virginity through the first floor. Being molested for the first time in her life was bad, but she recognized that if she had been just a tiny bit slower to get out of the statue's gaze, that literally-rock-hard cock would have plunged inside her most precious place. She was stopping while she was ahead. Continuing was not even a faint possibility in her mind. Nothing could be more important than maintaining her purity, not even her wish.
 
Alex's little squeak was all Anna Marie needed to hear to know that her words had found their mark. Her smirk widened as she continued to look out the window, beginning to feel a little better. She didn't even bother to glance backwards when Vivian stepped in to rebuke her - though she did scoff and roll her eyes.

When their hostess reappeared, however, Anna Marie's anger came flooding straight back to the surface. She whirled back around at the sound of Lil's voice and strode angrily forward, joining her furious voice to Alex's objections. "You're going to let us out right now, you hear me?" She whipped off her sunglasses as she came to a stop in front of the fountain, then stamped her foot, glaring upwards at the reclining woman. "Who the hell do you think you are, to treat me this way? Well, you've made a big mistake - when my lawyers are done with you, I'm going to fucking own this castle, just watch! You're not going to have single cent left to your name!"

Was it wise to threaten the woman who had them trapped in a mysterious, danger-filled castle out in the middle of nowhere? Probably not. Did it even occur to Anna Marie to worry about that? Absolutely not!
 
Willow had to bite her lips to stop laughing at the girls wanting to leave. Glimpsing up at the Mistress, the redhead tried to keep her back to the others and act like she was lost in the intricacy of the fountain. Watching the bunny suited girl clean up with the water she waited for a while, then followed her lead as it didn't seem to have any effect on the girl whatsoever. Willow washed her face first from the falling-flowing water before going lower to cleanup anymuck left by the horses, but also trying to cool down her hot pussy throbbing with arousal... At least she still had on her bra under the tatters of her sweater to hide her erect nipples.

Not saying anything for now, Willow tried to see the Mistress' reaction, but also awaiting her next words and the possible way opening up towards her heartfelt mindful wish of more magical power and knowledge.
 
Vivian shook her head at the two protesters' antics. It wasn't worth the time. The waitress looks back as Abigail walks in, watching as their exits likely closed behind them, as they did before, with a sigh. As she was finalizing her cleaning, realizing there wasn't much she could do with her clothing, the voice of the hostess of this contest booms out, drawing a surprised gaze from the redhead, and immediately causes her arm to return to it's prior place across her chest, hardly holding anything back.

As the two shout out their demands or complaints, dependent on how you'd like to view it, Vivian sighed, giving a look towards the woman draped in red working to adorn the fountain. The already heavy-set amount of heat on Vivian's body makes her eyes wander over the Mistress, but she averts her eyes when the woman calls out that some of them seemed to enjoy the things they'd gone through, even if it were only their body. The deep blush that was already present grows a bit at the words, so Vivian instead looks downwards to the fountain, not wanting such reactions to be seen.
 
Their host paid little visual attention towards the protesting as the couple grains of dust she just found near the bottom of her dress was more important to brush off. Constantly smiling the whole time, it was clear none of their demands or threats were of any concern. "That's what they always try to say. Never once did it ever occur to anyone that an offer such as wish granting might come with certain... caveats. I mean, they always do so why was it really necessary for me to tell you everything ahead of time?~" Giving a little wink back down at them, her plump lips curled into a chuckle. "Ah, the funny thing about these reactions is I thought they would get rather old after a while. But no, if anything I keep finding them very exciting. Watching such ants trying to make such demands to their superiors before they released just how pathetic their attempts are makes these games all the more enjoyable."

The lighting in the room shifts. Torches begin emitting a redder hue throughout the room and the walls become like magenta. A slithering sound creeps up from below and before anyone could look a black blur rushes for Anna. Air whips as a thin, black tail wraps around her neck and yanks her attention back up to the Mistress. Midnight black spikes crawl up the spine of this quivering tail. It doesn't take long for anyone to follow where the tail is coming from. Crawling up one of the nude statues, the other ends falls from view as it disappears right up the dress of their mysterious woman. Placing her head on both hands, she smiles back down at Anna with an unnatural smile creeping up on herself. Not to mention the glowing red eyes she was emitting. "Tell me again, what exactly were you planning to do again? Because I swear you were under the impression you had a say in this matter, didn't you?"
 
Vivian was hardly surprised as the Mistress flippantly shoves the complaints and demands off. She wasn't sure what the woman meant by caveats, but had an idea. It wasn't strange to her that something comes at a cost, even though it seemed extremely strange to her competitors. She understands that everything has a price, and while she doesn't like it herself, denying it was pointless.

However, when the lights shift down and the Mistress seems to act more malignant to Anna, Vivian seemed a bit worried. Only when the slithering noise came and a whip-like blur rushed to wrap around Anna's neck did the waitress cry out in surprise. Following it back to the woman who adopted a more terrifying visage brings the redhead to her knees as she watches what seems like a brutal interrogation.
 
Willow shuddered and tried to get away slowly from the obviously demonic Mistress. *I should have known! It was too good to be Good!* she tought, biting her lips, but then she had an idea.

"Girls! You just hang in there, go as slow as you want, hide, if you can. I will win this for you too, and make sure you get back to your previous life with this being nothing more but a bad dream!" and while Willow really thought that she could make that a reality if she got more power and knowledge in magic, she could not promise more, as she didn't even knew where they came, so she had no way promising them that their life would be better...
 
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Anna Marie drew herself up taller, her nostrils flaring, as their hostess' words added further fuel to her fire. Pathetic? Ants? She didn't care superior their hostess felt she was, or how trapped she had them; nobody got to speak to her that way! The young woman opened her mouth to spit an angry retort...

And the entire atmosphere of the room shifted. For one moment Anna Marie glanced away from Lil, her head pivoting to take in the sudden change, and in the next moment she found her gaze forcibly turned back as something thin, black and fast wrapped itself around her neck and forced her attention. The young woman's eyes went wide as she saw the change in their hostess' expression, and traced the tail back to its source. The Mistress wasn't human! Anna Marie began to shake as she put it all together. Her hands reached to grasp at the tail and try to pull it away from her neck, but it was more of a reflex than a conscious decision, with very little strength behind it.

"You.. you can't..." she stammered weakly, struggling to breathe as much from the fear and panic raising within her as from the weight against her throat. "Not... to me..."
 
Alex stumbled backwards in surprise, as the tail wrapped around Anna Marie. Alex was suddenly very aware of the fact that this chamber had no windows and no doors. There was nowhere to run away from this... this creature. She did what she usually did in tense situations, growing very quiet. She had been hoping that somehow this game really could be supernatural so that her wish could actually be granted, but she had gotten more than she bargained for. She pressed herself against the back wall, trying to get as far away from Lil as she could and hoped that she did not notice her. She needed to find a way out of here, but there were no options at the moment. Please... this couldn't really be happening, could it?
 
The playful and sultry grin on the woman suddenly grew much more sinister and malevolent as the shiny tips of what appeared to be fangs momentarily poked out. Her chuckle was much louder too, the echoes making it sound like the castle itself was snickering along with her. Slithering still, the tail kept giving Anna's neck a firm squeeze while their mistress took the time to enjoy their reactions. "Aaah, that never gets old. One would think hearing the screams of shock and panic when they finally realize just how much trouble they were in would get rather dull after the first few hundred attempts. But there was always something about them that keeps making me... rather excited.~" Her eyelids flustered back down at them as she huffed up her bosom between her arms.

Her tail hissed and slithered some more as it loosened back up and unraveled from Anna's neck. The tip rose up and playfully tapped her on top of her head before retreating back, the immense length shortening back up as if it were on a reel. The air suddenly grew hotter all around and a strange sizzling started rising up from the fountain. The mistress rose up on her hands and knees, watching them licking her lips and swaying her hips. Her head shoots up towards the ceiling and a bursting column of fire erupts out, engulfing the fountain. Anyone that was nearby would be knocked back and flung across the ground away from the inferno. (Though no injuries would be sustained)

Seconds pass as both her and the fountain disappeared inside the licking flames, but as they died back down the statues came back into view. Yet they weren't like what they were before. The nude females were now all in far more compromising states, their pupiless faces contorted in pleasure as their bodies were frozen squirming. Their hands gripped over pronounced nipples and gapping flowers now literally dripping at part of the fountain. And right on top with the last flames licking her curves, the mistress stood proudly with dress missing. In its place were shiny scales and gold accessories that just barely kept her perfect busty body covered. Clawed fingers polished the tip of one of her curved horns as she grinned back down at her new patch of pawns. "Now then, how about we skip the pretense and get to what this game really is going to be about..."
 
Slamming her palm against her mouth to stop herself from screaming, Willow was frantivally trying to come up with what kind of demon the Mistress could be. *Fire is out as a method to hurt her...* she tought, trying to stay in the background. Which was kind of hard, there only being four other girls... Still, not running around and crying should make her a less obvious tartget. Anyway, Willow tried to do what she had done all her life, be the wallflover girl nobody looked at twice unless they needed her help with studying. Without her friends she was starting to feel wholly inadequate to fight against this demon... Willow really had only one choice, something that she ame here to do. To win and get the boost of power and knowledge she wanted to wish for. Maybe then she could find a way to at least lock away this monster and free the others.
 
Seeing the display of the hostess' true power was more than Alex's last bit of composure could handle. She desperately needed to not being in the same room as that thing anymore, so she instinctively turned and started frantically tugging on the ornate wall, hoping beyond hope that she would pry open one of the hidden entrances that had closed behind her and the others when they entered this room. What had she gotten herself into?! Was this how she was going to die?! She struggled and struggled, making more noise than she would have liked if she was consciously thinking about it, until her emotions overwhelmed her and she slumped down to the floor and wrapped her arms around her knees. She couldn't take her eyes off the demon, watching it intently like how a deer watches an approaching predator with nowhere left to run.
 
So close to where the Mistress had seemingly materialized, Vivian was almost enraptured by fear whilst her metamorphosis into something inhuman occurred. The waitress could hardly believe the transformation she could see happening right before her. The night before she'd been working as per normal, now she was kneeling and trembling before something truly demonic, unable to run or turn away. As the fountain begins to display changes, and the Mistress calls in a column of fire, Vivian is thrown back with a cry of surprise, landing on her ass before the demoness. Her prior encounter with the octopus relieved her of her panties, and her position showed herself fully to Lil as the room shifted. Vivian holds herself up, unconcerned with her bared chest as she looks about at the changed landscape, then back to Lil as she grinned sadistically at the contestants. At the woman's words, Vivian trembles, unsure of what may come next, while knowing fully that she is likely powerless to stop it.
 
Her pointy tail slithered out with seemingly limitless length, toying with the ladies as it danced and stared at them like a snake deciding if it should strike. Hips swayed as she slipped down onto the shoulder of one of the statues and sat down with silky legs dangling and crossed. Her eyes gave each and everyone one of them a long studied look, taking a moment to indulge in their panic before speaking. "Why so surprised? Did it not occur to any of you that perhaps this wasn't going to be your typical competition? Did the promise of granting whatever wish you want not raise any warning flags? Sigh. Ah, but too late for that now. You all won't have any other choice but to keep going. I never did technically lie to any of you. When I said I can grant you whatever wish you want, I did truly mean it. All you have to do is be the first to make it to the top of this castle."

"... But I never said anything about what happens if you lose."

Fluttering eyes peered back down to her side towards the statue she was sitting on. The female form had her thighs clutched together and her head pointing up with hands on her cheeks. The mouth and eyes were wide open as the fountain ran water to come out between her legs. There certainly was no subtlety to the sight. Drawing a clawed hand up, the mistress waved an arm down and passed it over the statue's face. It was after this then the ladies would see this statue was not what it seemed, as when the face came back into view the eyes had changed from stone to flesh. Actual human eyes filled with panic and despair were rolled back inside the stone prison, tears beginning to roll out over the marble surface. "If I remember correctly, this one was a Prussian duchess that had also followed the promise for a wish. Never really stood a chance. Beat out by a... dancer, I believe? And now, she belongs to me.~"

Lowering her hand down, her fingers curled around one of the stone breasts of the petrified woman and gave her a light massage. This simple act made the whole fountain tremble and her pupils shrink into little dots as the water flowing between her legs suddenly gushed out. For a good ten seconds it came out like a hose before slowly calming back down again. Lips curling back into a grin, the mistress leaned in and whispered into the statue's ear. "Don't worry, just another two hundred years of this to go. Then we'll try something new, a good few centuries of imp breeding perhaps?"
 
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