Fetish Hotel

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<img class="center" src='media/banner.jpg' width="100%" height="auto" /> This game contains sexual content and flashing images. If you are 18+, feel free to proceed. This game contains following elements (among others): -Male to female transformation -Diverse fetishes (latex, bondage, non-consensual acts, genderbending) -Nude and sexual images and GIFs -Gay/Lesbian/Bisexual relationships and interactions -Adult language I don't own most of the visual media provided in this game. If you are an owner of an image, video or some other element, please contact me and I will gladly remove it. All characters and events are purely fabricated. This game is officially published on [[TFGamessite|https://tfgames.site/index.php?module=viewgame&id=1701]] and [[Patreon|https://www.patreon.com/RailroadGames]]. Visit us there for updates, discussions and walkthroughs. <p style="text-align:center; border-style:outset;">''Many of the pictures have a source provided which you will find by clicking on the said image.''</p> <p style="text-align:center"> <<button 'START'>> <<goto 'CharacterBuild'>> <</button>> </p> <<set $discoveredRooms = 0 >> <<set $jackieSlut=0>> <<set $newMail=false>> /*Game variables*/ <<set $difficulty=0>> <<set $previousPassage = "">> <<set $firstTime=0>> <<set $days=1>> <<set $SP=0>> <<set $groupAdd=0>> <<set $group="">> <<set $testDay=0>> <<set $inventorySave=0>> <<set $discoveredSave=0>> <<set $blockInventory=0>> <<set $lastRandom ="">> /*Variables for sidebar*/ <<set $showPortrait=false>> <<set $portraitBig="">> <<set $portraitLink="">> <<set $energy = -1>>

<b class="protagonist">"Finally."</b> You sigh as you take a seat in the bus. <b class="jackie">"Yeah, I thought this day would never end. Hope they don't mess up our luggage again."</b> [[Emily|EmilyProfile]] said as she sat down next to you, remembering the last year's incident. <b class="adam">"Oh, yes."</b> [[Adam|AdamProfile]] chuckled, taking the seat behind you and Emily. <b class="adam">"I will never forget $firstname's face when he ended up with a suitcase of slutty panties. I wonder if those bras would have fitted you, at least."</b> <b class="protagonist">"Oh, shut up!"</b> Somewhat annoyed, you jokingly punch his bicep though you can't help but laugh. But the thought of you wearing a bra is actually quite silly. With the last few passengers taking seats, the bus engine starts. The journey is [[about to begin.->Intro2]] [[You suddenly experience a strong déjà vu.->IntroSkip]] (Skips the intro)

<img src='media/jackie/jackieProfile.jpg' height="400" width="500" align="middle"/> Emily is your colleague and good friend. She is quite aware of her good looks as she radiates confidence and wraps men around her little finger with little effort. You have known her since your first day on the job, though you secretly wish your platonic relationship would develop into something bigger. But despite your attempts, you always ended up getting friendzoned. Hopefully, this trip will be an opportunity for you to change things for the better. [[Return->Intro]]

<img src='media/adam/adamProfile.jpg' height="400" width="500" align="middle"/> Adam is your colleague and friend but he is also the complete opposite of you. As a charismatic extrovert, he is the centre of every event and can be frequently seen with women you consider to be way out of your league. Though the impression he leaves is not the only thing you envy about him. His extremely good looks and piercing gaze always provoked a strong sense of jealousy, even though you consider him to be a good friend and helpful colleague. One of his favourite past times is teasing you but you don't take his words too seriously as you know he means it in an innocent way. Atleast you hope so… [[Return->Intro]]

<p><img class="center" src='media/environment/intro/bus.gif' /></p> <p><img class="center" src='media/environment/intro/busInside.jpg' /></p> Work was tedious today and you can feel yourself getting even more exhausted from the journey. There is still some time before you reach the destination and you are thinking of taking a brief nap to restore your energy and somehow endure the rest of the day. On the other hand, you could try to relax a bit and watch the beautiful scenery of grey highways and drizzling rain through the window. [[Just relax->Relax]] [[Take a nap->introDream]]

<img class="center" src='media/environment/intro/castleoutside.jpg' /> As you get off the bus you notice how unusual your destination is. The hotel is actually an old castle in the middle of nowhere! A stone bridge leads you over the dizzy heights to the sole entrance. The surrounding pines and mountains are veiled in mist. <b class="adam">"God damnit... I hope this isn't some sort of revenge from the company for the last year's incident. Not like it was our fault! The door to the room was already loose... and the room itself was a big fucking mess BEFORE our arrival."</b> Adam said looking up at the building. <b class="jackie">"Stay positive, guys! Maybe the interior is lavish with an all-you-can-eat and spa. I really wouldn't mind a massage."</b> Emily chuckled as she took her lugagge, pulling it towards the bridge with a huff. [[Follow her->Intro4]]

Upon entering the castle, a smiling woman approaches you. It's obvious she works here, though you find her presence to be far too intimidating, for some reason. You are having trouble keeping eye contact as her massive cleavage is almost forcing itself into your eyesight. After an eternity you manage to look away and realize that Adam and Emily have a similiar problem. <img class="center" src='media/carter/carter_casual.jpg'/> <b class="carter">"Hello and welcome! I am Ms. Carter, I'm here for all your questions. Your comfort is my priority. And yes... I am aware that the exterior of our place may seem strange but I assure that the inside will make up for it. This is a place I'm very sure you'll enjoy."</b> She explained with a playful wink. <b class="carter">"However, our resort is not only meant for relaxation. We've got a special training program for employers which means that our guests will have the chance to participate in different events, games and team building activities. So, the three of you have the honor of presenting your company, so to say. Have you met employers from other companies? Doesn't matter, you will have plenty of time to do so." "Oh, and one more thing before I 'release' you."</b> Smiling, she guides you three to the reception desk. On it you can see several papers. <img class="center" src='media/environment/intro/contract.jpg'/> <b class="carter">"Our policies demand you sign these contracts. Many of our techniques for team building and skill improving are... unique. We can't risk it to become public. Just sign the papers and I promise I won't be bothering you anymore... for now. However, If you refuse I fear you will have to leave immediately. Your company may not approve of that though."</b> This sounds kinda threatening to you, doesn't it? You wonder what all the fuss is about. But you don't worry much as this place seems quite similiar to the one you visited last year, which means long and boring presentations about marketing and those cringey team building games await you. [[Sign it->Intro5]] [[Decide to leave this place->End1]]

<img class="center" src='media/environment/rooms/hotelRoom_Protagonist.jpg' align="middle"/> You are currently in your hotel room. A sweet scent lays in the air but you can't really figure out where it comes from. <<if $firstTimeHub == 0>> This is too fucked up! You're stuck in this strange place, transformed into a woman, without any way to communicate with the outside world. You remember how you willingly gave away your electronic devices and get angry with yourself. God, you feel so stupid! Maybe you should go out and seek help. But not like this. You have to <<linkappend "get dressed up first, since you're naked.">> You rush to the other side of the bed behind which you put your luggage away. To your confusion and horror, it isn't there anymore. You look under the bed, behind the curtains and even in the bathroom but you can't find it. Also just now you realize that other things have changed too. The bed has sheets have been replaced with a latex sheet spread all over the bed. A pillow in red latex sits on top of it but nothing else to see there. How didn't you notice that when you lay in there? Angry, you pull out all the drawers of the dresser and moan in defeat as you find nothing to wear. Great... this nightmare can't get any worse. You look into the mirror, observing your long legs, small waist and big breasts. Walking out like this will be quite the embarrasment. <</linkappend>> <<set _psg = "FirstExplore">> <<else>> <<if $firstTimeHub == 1>> <b class="protagonist">"Fucking fuck! What the hell!"</b> You drift off for a second before regaining your focus. <b class="protagonist">"Fucking fuck! What the hell!"</b> Once you're clean again, you throw yourself onto the bed, burying your face into the soft pillows. <b class="protagonist">"Emily and Adam! I gotta find them."</b> Finding them would probably make the escape possible if not much easier than attempting to run away on your own. <<set _psg = "FirstLesson">> <<endif>> <<endif>> <<button 'Head out'>> <<goto _psg>> <</button>> <<button 'HotelNet' 'HotelNETDisfunction'>> <</button>>

It didn't take very long for you to fall asleep and even start dreaming, though this dream was not uncommon. As you enter your apartment, you see Emily sitting on the black leather couch in the living room. Judging from the position she is in, she was quite eager for you. Her parted legs expose the sight of the soaked fabric of her panties. <<linkappend "Go to her.">> <video class="center" src='media/jackie/jackie_dream1.webm' autoplay loop width="650" height="500"> </video> But before you can react in any way, she is kneeling before you, her blue eyes staring directly into yours as she unzips your pants and takes your hard, pulsating cock. <<linkappend "Yessss.">> <video class="center" src='media/jackie/jackie_dream2.webm' autoplay loop width="650" height="500"> </video> "Fuck…" A moan is stuck in your throat as she starts stroking the length of your shaft. You can easily see that she is quite impatient to taste you. Overwhelmed with lust, you cannot <<linkappend "hold yourself back any longer!">> <video class="center" src='media/jackie/jackie_dream3.webm' autoplay loop width="650" height="500"> </video> [["I am cummmmming!"->introDream2]] <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>>

You shrug and sign the papers without much thought. You really don't have the energy nor patience to read through all of them. You had to sign so many things in your life, what does one more paper matter? Emily and Adam seem to think alike since they already signed their ones. <b class="carter">"Fabolous. Now excuse me, please. I have to welcome the rest of the guests. Please just go through the door in the foyer. One of our girls will show you to your rooms and explain you the rest. Have a great stay!"</b> The three of you make your way to the door, exchanging confused looks. <b class="protagonist">"Well that was weird, wasn't it?"</b> You comment. <b class="adam">"Kinda. But whatever. It will be the same bullshit as last year. These "events" are all the same. Though she said something about girls... maybe I find something else to fuck beside Emily."</b> <b class="jackie">"Oh fuck you, Adam! Just let us go. I hope they have drinks at least. I really need some alcohol to survive this trip with you both."</b> Emily says, showing Adam the middle finger. <b class="protagonist">"Hey I didn't do anything!"</b> you protest. <b class="jackie">"Yeah right, $firstname. You only watch, right?"</b> [[Go into the foyer->Intro6]]

<img class="center" src='media/others/reaction/wakeup.gif' /> You jolt up and look into the faces of the people around you. It seems you got just as excited as in your dream. <b class="jackie">"Oh shit, $firstname! Hahahaha! Seems you had a rather interesting dream."</b> Emily says as she is pointing at your crotch. <img class="center" src='media/others/reaction/cumOnPants.jpg' height="400" width="500"/> As you look down you can see a big, wet spot just in your crotch area. It seems like didn't see the happy ending in the dream but still achieved it in the wake world. <b class="protagonist">Oh god... of course such thing would have happen to me.</b> You try to cover up most of the part with your hands but there are still small parts visible of the cum. <b class="protagonist">"Well yeah... eh... I was dreaming of you, you know?"</b> you say to Jackie with the cringey intention to turn the situatuon around and goal at her. She giggles and say:<b class="jackie"> "Oh I'm sure you did. I hope atleast you fucked me real hard like a real man would do."</b> She winks and stares at you with a kind of wolfish grin. You nervously nod your head and start looking out of the window to escape the stare of her. After a short period of time driving through some lone roads and woods the bus [[arrived at the hotel.->Intro3]]

<img class="center" src='media/environment/rooms/hotelNet.jpg' /> On the wall of your room you can see the screen of the HotelNet. <p style="text-align:center">\ <<button 'Check your mail'>> <<set _psg = "Mail">> <<goto _psg>> <</button>> ---- <<button 'Success Points'>> <<set _psg = "SPInfo">> <<goto _psg>> <</button>>\ </p> <<button 'Log off'>> <<goto $home>> <</button>>\

<<nobr>> <<set _output = "">> <<for _i = 0; _i < $EmailArray.length; _i++>> <<if $EmailArray[_i].new == 1>> <<set _newMail = 'media/icons/pinkicon.png'>> <<else>> <<set _newMail = 'media/icons/pinkiconopened.png'>> <</if>> <<set _output = '<tr><td><img src="'+_newMail+'"/></td><td><img src="'+$EmailArray[_i].picurl+'"/></td><td>'+$EmailArray[_i].name+'</td><td>'+$EmailArray[_i].mailPassage+'</td></tr>' + _output>> <</for>> <</nobr>> <table class="tablegeneral1"> <tr><td colspan="4" class="title1">HotelNET e-mail service</td></tr> <<print _output>> </table> <<set $newMail=false>> <<button 'Close'>> <<goto "HotelNet">> <</button>>\

You decide to trust your gut feeling and refuse to give your signature. Adam and Emily give you a strange, almost judgemental look. But it's better to leave this place without any regrets. The bus is still parked outside and you ask the driver if it's ok to jump on and drive back. Soon, you're on your way home. Your boss was not pleased with this choice. As soon as you arrived home, he contacted you. "Your colleagues contacted me and said you left the trip as soon as you arrived. Do you know how much this trip costed? The company still has to pay for your spot. This is not acceptable. I have no other possibility than to fire you. Pack your stuff and leave your key card on the desk. Now." Speechless from the shock you slowly move towards your desk and start packing. Fuck. Maybe you should have stayed afterall. <img class="center" src='media/environment/intro/fired.jpg' height="500" width="500"/> END: Chicken out. [[Recondsider your decision->Intro4]]

<img class="center" src='media/environment/intro/hallway.jpg' height="500" width="750"/> After several sets of stairs and only one elevator, you finally arrive at your room. The maid opens the door and gives you the key with a polite smile. The room itself is a mix of old and modern furniture. In the wall, you notice a screen. Odd. But other than that, you find the room to be very cozy and inviting. <b class="maids">"Please, take my advice seriously and don't wander the halls aimlessly. The castle is bigger than you think and you may get uncomfortable or creeped out. This place is very old afterall."</b> You roll your eyes at her overly cautious behavior but agree nevertheless. <b class="maids">"Okay, have a wonderful stay! I am sure we'll see each other soon again."</b> She says with a flirtatious smile. Just a moment before she closes the door, she turns around and says: <b class="maids"> "Oh I almost forgot. Two things: This evening, there's a welcome dinner held at the main hall. Please feel free to join with your friends. There is an all you can eat and drink. Just take the elevator at the end of the hallway to the 3rd floor and then go through the big door once you arrive. Second, I have to take away your phone, laptop and all other electronic devices you may have with you."</b> <b class="protagonist">"Excuse me?"</b> You ask, confused and offended. <b class="protagonist">"My devices?"</b> <b class="maids">"Yes. We put them in a safe during your stay. This has different reasons. Most importantly, you can fully concentrate on the experiences and tasks given to you. Also, we don't want you to be influenced by the outside while you are here. It's a part of the experiment, so I was told."</b> You hesitate, looking at her suspiciously. <b class="maids">"It was all in the contract you signed. Didn't you read it?"</b> She asks with a frown. Well, fuck. You try to justify yourself to her but, in the end, you turn off your devices and give them away with a not-so-happy expression. <b class="maids">"Thank you very much. Don't worry, you'll get it back at the end of the week. Until then, enjoy your stay."</b> She gives you another charming smile before leaving you alone. You slouch onto the bed with a sigh. Your watch tells you there is still [[some time till dinner.->PreHUB]]

<img class="center" src='media/environment/intro/castleFoyer.jpg'/> You walk into the foyer. The room has a high ceiling and the walls are decorated with intricate ornaments and expensive looking lamps. The interior is pretty fitting for an old castle. <b class="maids">"Mr. $lastname?"</b> a <<linkappend "voice from behind calls you.">> <img class="center" src='media/others/staff/maid1.jpg' width="500" height="700"/> <b class="protagonist">"Eh.. Y-Yes?"</b> You turn around and see a vert pretty woman squeezed into a slutty maid outfit. You can't help but stare wide eyed. <b class="maids">"Ah perfect! I am here to guide you to your room. Would you kindly follow me?"</b> Her voice is smooth and seductive. <b class="protagonist">"Oh eh sure!"</b> You take your luggage and give a Emily and Adam a quick wave. <b class="maids">"Please stay close to me. You may see that the castle is very big and confusing like a labyrinth. We don't want our guest to get lost and wander the halls."</b> Her hips sway as she walks in front of her. Your eyes are fixed on her round ass and long legs. [[You hurry your steps->Intro7]] <</linkappend>>

<img class="center" src='media/environment/rooms/hotelRoom_Protagonist.jpg' /> It feels odd being stripped away from all technology. Especially against your will. You look around the room as you're still laying on the comfortable bed. The place is fancy but unusual too. There's a bathtub next to the bed and you wonder why they couldn't have put it in the bathroom which was situated on the other side of the room. But through the opened door, you can clearly see that there wasn't enough space for it. Whatever. Being the technology addict you are, you decide to turn on the TV. However you can't find a remote control or any buttons to turn it on. There aren't any visible wires either and you feel the wall around it in confusion. All of the sudden the <<linkappend "screen turns on.">> <video class="center" src='media/hotelnet/loading.webm' autoplay loop width="650" height="500"> </video> <p class="hotelnet">Welcome to the [[HotelNet!->PreHotelNet]]</p> <</linkappend>>

<img class="center" src='media/environment/rooms/hotelNet.jpg' align="middle"/> <p class="hotelnet">The HotelNet is the internal communication and multimedia platform of this resort. Please wait for the initialization of your account.</p> A beam of light emerges from a small lense on top of the screen. The light moves from the top of the room to the bottom. It seems to be scanning you. <img class="center" src='media/hotelnet/scan.gif'/> //BLING!// <p class="hotelnet">Welcome, Mr. $firstname $lastname. You have now access to the HotelNet. This includes our E-Mail system between guests and further features that will be unlocked during your transition.</p> Wow, this place is getting stranger and stranger. On the screen, you can see the E-Mail option. [[Check your mail->PreMail]]

<table class="tablegeneral1"> <tr> <td colspan="4" class="title1">HotelNET e-mail service</td> </tr> <tr> <td class="firstcolumn">[img['media/icons/pinkicon.png']]</td> <td>[img['media/icons/jackieprofile.jpg']]</td> <td><b class="jackie">Emily N.</b></td> <td>[["Those fuckers took my phone -.-"->JackiePreMail]]</td> </tr> <tr> <td class="firstcolumn">[img['media/icons/pinkicon.png']] </td> <td>[img['media/icons/adamprofile.jpg']]</td> <td><b class="adam"> Adam L. </b></td> <td>[["WTF??"->AdamPreMail]]</td> </tr> </table> [[Turn away from the screen->PreHUB2]]

<b class="adam">Damn this place is crazy! To be honest I was a bit jealous when I saw you walking away with that hot babe... but then I got my own too ;) Hope you banged yours as hard I banged mine!!</b> [[Back->PreMail]]

<b class="jackie">This is BS! Did they take your stuff too? Can't believe it. I promised my friends an instagram story. Thank god there is an all you can drink tonight...</b> [[Back->PreMail]]

<img class="center" src='media/environment/rooms/hotelRoom_Protagonist.jpg' align="middle"/> You still have some time until the dinner. What would you like to do? [[Take a nap->Dinner1]] [[Masturbate->MasturbateIntro1]]

A sudden //BING// pulls you out of your thoughts. It came from that screen on the wall. You stand up and walk over to it. It says: <p class="hotelnet">Dinner is ready. Please use the elevator on the end of the floor. Enjoy your meal.</p> You have the feeling that the dinner isn't really that optional after all. But you don't really care. It's free food and drinks. There is nothing to argue about. Looking at yourself in the mirror, you wonder if you should change your clothes before you go. Currently you're wearing jeans and a red squared shirt. You look very casual. Though this won't be a gala or anything, will it? [[Go in your current clothes->Dinner2][$classyClothes=false]] [[Change into something more classy->Dinner1Classy][$classyClothes=true]]

<img class="center" src='media/others/openPants.gif' /> You lie down on the bed and try to relax as you pull down your pants and try to recall some scenes from your favourite porn. Gently at first, you begin to caress the length of your cock as you imagine a pair of salivating, <<linkappend "slutty lips slide down to the base of your erection.">> <img class="center" src='media/sex_scenes/blowjob1.gif' /> Fuck... You start to caress yourself faster and your fantasies begin to stray. [[Fuck her in the pussy->MasturbateIntroFuck]] [[Fuck her in the ass->MasturbateIntroAnal]] [[Let her friend join->MasturbateIntroThreesome]] <</linkappend>>

<b class="protagonist">"Maybe I should wear something classier than the usual jeans-shirt combo."</b> You think to yourself as you walk over to your still unpacked suitcase. After a minute of rummaging and making a mess, you finally find something fashionable. A clean, white shirt and a pair of black pants seem to be a fitting choice for a dinner. Neither too formal nor too casual. Putting on your special pair of black, leather shoes, you are finally ready to go. <img class="center" src='media/others/buttonShirt.gif'/> Before [[leaving->Dinner2]], you take a look in the mirror and are satisfied with the way you look.

Just as you step out of the room, you hear giggling from your left side. At the end of the hallway you can see two gorgeous blonde girls holding each other as they are laughing. <img class="center" src='media/others/reaction/drunk_girls1.gif' /> Due to their ungraceful movements, you easily notice that they are drunk. They are now glancing at you, laughing and whispering as they are making their way to the elevator. Their extremely short dresses and high heels catch your attention. God, they look hot. You comb through your hair with your hand, hoping you look sexy as you too make your way to the elevator. Shortly after, the girls arrive behind you. You hear them trying to contain their giggling. Then you feel a finger tap your shoulder. <b class="girls">"Hey there!" </b>The girl with the golden dress says. The introvert in you is mildly panicking but you try to come off as cool. <b class="protagonist">"H-Hey!"</b> Almost. The girls are looking at each other clearly drunk and start giggling. <b class="girls">"Is it your first round here?"</b> This time the other girls asks you. <b class="protagonist">"I am here for the first time that is right."</b> <b class="girls">"Oh I see. Are you nervous? I mean we were the for the first time." </b> <b class="protagonist">"Why nervous? I have been to such dinners already many times."</b> They scan you from top to bottom and start laughing again. <b class="girls">"Oh I bet this time will be like nothing before."</b> //BING// The elevator arrives. [[Go inside->Dinner3]]

The three of you are standing inside the elevator and waiting for the doors to close. As you reach out to press the button for the third floor you hear familiar <<linkappend "noises from the girls behind you.">> The girls start to make out paassionately. Instantly, the blood rushes from your brain towards your nether regions. Your arousal rises as you watch them touch and kiss each other. You really, really want to participate but you don't know what to do. Your brain seems to have ceased to function <video class="center" src='media/sex_scenes/lesbian_kiss1.webm' autoplay loop width="650" height="500" muted> </video> After several seemingly eternal moments, they stop and look seductively at you. They begin to move towards you. One of the girls takes your head in her hands and presses her lips against yours. The other one embraces you and starts to caress your neck. You can't believe this is happening. You start kissing her back but then she pulls away with a tantalizing grin. <b class="girls">"Come on and have some fun with us, you stud."</b> She say as she slides her hand in her plump cleavage, pulling out a small, pink pill. <b class="girls">"Here is where the fun begins."</b> She winks at you, offering the drug. /*[[Take it->Pill1]]*/ <<linkappend "Take it">> Soon... <</linkappend>> [[Refuse the pill->Dinner4]] <</linkappend>>

<img class="center" src='media/others/reaction/guy_take_pill.gif'/> You take the pill out of her hand and swallow it. It has a strange taste. First salty and in the end very sweet. Immedietly the girls start pushing you against the elevator wall and kissing you hardly. You can hardly breath as the girl with golden dress pushes her tongue inside your mouth. Out of the corner of your eye you can see the other girl pressen the button for -1 floor. You want to say something but can't remember what. Your thought become more and more foggy and you can only concentrate on the sensation of the moment. The wet hot tongue inside your mouth. The groping of the two girls. Your vision becomes more and more blurry and time seems to race through. For the rest of the evening you only realize single <<linkappend "scenes.">> <</linkappend>>

You shake your head and refuse the pill. You won't take drugs you don't know from people you just met. The face of the girls suddenly change from a charming grin to an arrogant and judging expression. <b class="girls">"Your loss... loser!"</b> Says the girl in the golden dress as she swallows the offered pill. <video class="center" src='media/others/reaction/girl_take_pill.webm' autoplay loop width="650" height="500"> </video> Then they grab you and push you out of the elevator. Surprised, you trip and fall down on your bum as you watch the girls go back to making out wildly as the doors of the elevator close. You sigh as you stand up and wipe the dust off your clothes. Again you failed to score with the ladies. Well, let's hope you don't see them at the dinner. You call the elevator again and this time it arrives empty. <img class="center" src='media/environment/rooms/party_hall.jpg' /> Upon arriving to the third floor, you are welcomed by the sound of the crowd talking and the smell of delicious food. The hall is quite big and there are a lot of long tables all around the place seated with what seemed to be hundreds of people. Between the tables, the waiters are rushing to serve the guests and clean up the tables. You can see people dancing to the music and having a blast. You start to feel slightly uncomfortable like at the parties where you stand in the middle of the room with noone you know, not knowing what to do with your hands. <b class="adam">"Oi!"</b> You hear just before you feel something hit the back of your head. You turn around to see Adam and Emily at one of the tables. Adam, that asshole, holds several small bagels in his hand, trying to aim for your head again. [[Walk over to them->Dinner5]]

The table where they are sitting is full of food and empty bottles of beer. <b class="jackie">"Hey, $firstname! Come here!"</b> Emily is pointing at the empty chair to her right. You walk over and sit down. <<if $classyClothes == true>><b class="jackie">"Well hello there! Look who has put his best clothes on for tonight? Wanna score with the ladies, don't ya?"</b> Emily winks at you.<<endif>><<if $classyClothes == false>><b class="jackie">"Oh $firstname why do you still wear the same boring clothes like in the office? Don't you want to get some girls tonight?"</b> Emily asks you.<<endif>> She is wearing a really hot black dress with matching black high heels. Her make up looks quite professional. She is so pretty, it's almost intimidating. <b class="adam">"Ah how should he know how to do that?"</b> Adam's words come out as drunken slurs. You are not surprised to see a hot girl in his arm whose breast he is occassionally groping. She herself seems quite drunk too and starts to giggle everytime he begins caressing her chest. As you look around, you notice that everyone seems to have loosened up. People are acting rather... inappropriately. <b class="jackie">"So tell me, $firstname - how many pussies did you already get since we arrived?"</b>Emily asked with a sly grin. <b class="jackie">"I stopped counting Adam's stories after five or so. But you're a proper guy, right?"</b> <b class="protagnist">"Well. Actually there were these two girls in the elevator. I had a bit of fun with them but then I decided not to be a douche like all the other guys, you know?"</b> You try to sound as cool and unimpressed as possible. <b class="jackie">"Oh I bet you're such a gentleman! Speaking of which, could you do me a small favour? These heels are killing me. Men are so lucky not having to wear them. Have you ever tried them out? They are so uncomfortable! I could really use a quick massage. Could you do that for me, please?"</b> She asks with a pleading gaze. <img class="center" src='media/jackie/heel_pantyhose.jpg' /> Feet were never that much of a turn on for you but these belong to Emily. And there is something very erotic and intime about giving a foot massage, right? [[Agree to massage her feet->MassageFeet1]] [[Refuse the favour->RefuseMassage]]

<b class="protagonist">"Ehm sure thing! No problem."</b> You say confidently. Emily laughs sweetly and lifts her feet onto your lap. She grabs a glass of champagne from the table and sips on it while looking into your eyes. Trying not look like an idiot you try to remove her heels smoothly but you are failing to do so without being clumsy. As you hold the heels in your hands you get that strange feeling. Something's off but you can't quite say what it is. Maybe the material of the black heels. It is shiny and kinda flexible. You move your fingertips over the smooth fabric to figure it out. <b class="jackie">"I know! They are great, right? I can buy you some too if you want. You seem to have fallen for them. Bet they would look super sexy on you." </b> She laughs as you quickly put them to the ground and join in on the laughter to soften the awkwardness of this moment. Emily's soft feet are now laying on your lap. Her long legs are presenting themselves very nicely and you can almost see up her dress. But you don't dare get caught. You grab her foot and try your best to massage it. You never did that before so you do what you think feels the best. Emily is letting out a sigh and sinks a bit deeper into the chair. She closes her eyes and grins while she sips again from her glass. <video class="center" src='media/jackie/foot_Massage.webm' autoplay loop width="650" height="500" muted> </video> More and more you feel that you get the hang of it. Emily begins to moan quietly and you can feel your dick harden. "Hey pretty!" you hear from behind you as you watch a tall man in a suit go over to Emily, grab her head and start kissing her. You see Emily return the kiss with a lot of tongue. Suddenly you feel so stupid with her feet in your hand massaging while some other dude is making out with her. Your massaging is getting more and more unenthusiastic. After what feels like an eternity they stop and Emily looks over to you. <b class="jackie">"$firstname this is... what was your name again?"</b> She says laughing and puts her hand on his arm. "Greg." He says and chuckles <b class="jackie">"Yes! Greg! I have met him on the party here. Greg this is $firstname. A good friend of mine from work."</b> You smile awkwardly as you wave slightly with the other hand still on Emily's foot. Emily pulls her feet off your lap and puts the heels back on. She stands up and gives you a tight hug. <b class="jackie">"Thank you, you are so sweet!"</b> While leans for the hug you can see Greg groping her ass. "Have a great evening!" she says as she turns around, grabs Gregs crotch for a second and walks away with him. That's it, you think. It won't get any better than this. [[Time to get drunk->Dinner6]]

Kindly, you refuse the somewhat tempting offer. Emily pouts, disappointed at your refusal. <b class="jackie">"Fine then. Who knows? Maybe you would've gotten a reward... but whatever. Now you'll never find out."</b> She crosses her arms and looks away, still pouting. Despite her grimacing and disappointment, you aren't changing your mind. <b class="adam">"Totally missed the chance there, bro!"</b> Adam shakes his head with a gaze that seems slightly judgmental. <b class="adam">"Still, seems like our Emily isn't gonna stay dry for too long."</b> He nods at the guy behind you. ''"Hey there, sexy."'' The stranger says with a charismatic tone which complements his confident frame. He cups Emily's pretty face and pulls her in for a kiss and you can't help but watch awkwardly as they begin to messily make out in front of you. After what feels like an eternity of embarassment, Emily finally looks over to you. <b class="jackie">"Oh, yeah. Um, $firstname, this is..."</b> She giggles and looks up to the tall man, linking her arm with his. <b class="adam">"What was your name again?"</b> ''"Greg."'' He replies in his deep voice and chuckles, not offended by her forgetting his name. <b class="adam">"Yeah, right! Greg! Oh my god, sorry about that. Um, I met him at the party here. Greg, this is $firstname. A good friend of mine. We work together."</b> You give him a somewhat stiff smile and go for a handshake. Greg's grip is almost bone crushing and you have to refrain yourself from wincing at the painful greeting. <b class="jackie">"So, wish you guys a great evening. Don't get too hammered."</b> She stands up and brushes her hand against Greg's crotch. Obviously, it wasn't an accident as Emily was never known for her subtle nature. With his hand on her ass, they leave the room, probably making their way to a more private place. To think that Greg could have been you... Fuck. [[Time to get drunk->Dinner6]]

You spend the rest of the evening drinking beer after beer as you watch Adam make out with his girl and occassionally make unsolicited comments on how you have to "man up and take what you want to have." After a while you don't really care anymore what you're drinking, as long as you get hammered as fast as possible. As you keep drinking, you look at all the hot girls in the room, imagining each one of them without their clothes. Well, time for another drink. Drunken and distracted, you fail to notice the waitress who brought a new round of drinks. There are three cocktails on the table and for a moment you're unsure which one you should take. A creamy white one with a slice of pineapple and a nice little umbrealla on top of it. A fiery red one with different colors mixed in it. It has a sliced strawberry on the edge of the glass. A shiny pink one with some icecube swimming on the surface. You wonder how they got that color. [[Drink the white one->Dinner7][$drink=1]] [[Drink the red one->Dinner7][$drink=2]] [[Drink the pink one->Dinner7][$drink=3]]

<<if $drink==1>> <img class="center" src='media/environment/intro/white_cocktail.jpg' /> You grab the glass and throw away the small decorative umbrella. The pineapple disappears after one bite before you chug down the delicious cocktail. You are suprised by its thick texture, though its taste is quite enjoable but somewhat salty. You feel the warm liquid wander slowly down your throat, leaving a slight burning sensation. <<endif>> <<if $drink==2>> <img class="center" src='media/environment/intro/red_cocktail.jpg' /> You grab the glass and gulp down the strawberry flavoured beverage, In one big sip, you finish the cocktail. Your mouth explodes with a fiery sensation that wanders all the way down your throat. You have to gasp for air after swallowing. Your whole body is heats up until your muscles begin to relax slowly. <<endif>> <<if $drink==3>> <img class="center" src='media/environment/intro/pink_cocktail.png' height="500" width="600"/> You grab the glass and swirl it, listening to the icecubes hitting against the glass. You finish the cocktail in one big gulp. The sweetness mixed with the cold of the ice almost makes your brain freeze. After a second it begins to warm up again spreading a nice, wholesome feeling throughout your whole body. <<endif>> You lean back as you close your eyes and let out a sigh. Out of nowhere, a feeling of tiredness overwhelms you and you drift away. The next thing you realize is being laying in [[your room on the bed.->EndIntro1]]

You finally regain your consciousness. Your head feels like a bomb exploded in it. This must be the hardest hangover you ever had. Slowly, you open your eyes but you are blinded by the slightest light which makes your head throb painfully. Letting out a sigh, you try to turn around and lay on the side. Doing so you are suprised by the weight on your chest that suddenly drags your body down. You look down to see a pair of huge breasts <img class="center" src='media/you/boob_pov.jpg' height="400" width="500"/> You close your eyes, thinking you're still dreaming. You move your hands up to your face and pinch yourself. Ouch! Since when are your nails so long? The pain feels quite real. Concerned, you open your eyes again. You try to calm down and think rationally. As you try to sit up, every muscle in your body aches. You push yourself slowly into a sitting position and as your head tilts slightly forward, you notice some strands of hair fall into your vision. What the...? You take one of the strands in your hand and examine it closely. It is real hair that reaches down to your shoulders. You try to pull a bit on it and you definitley feel pain on the top of your head. This isn't a wig. As you are sitting, you see your hands for the first time. They are slim and gentle with long fingernails that look well kept. Your gaze wanders up your arms that look way smaller than before. They weren't the biggest in the first place but they are now a lot smaller and even without a single hair to be found. Actually there is not a single hair anywhere besides the ones atop of your head. You gaze down to your legs that lay stretched out on the bed. They are smooth and slender like your feet now. Your breath quickens as you come more and more to your senses. What is going on? What the... Quickly you spread your legs to see if you still have a dick. But to your horror, it isn't there anymore. You slide your shaking fingers between your legs and feel a soft and moist sensation. <b class="protagonist">"O-oh... god..."</b> You squeeze your eyes shut. This can't be real. I am a man, you think to yourself. Not a woman.You try to wake up by pinching yourself but without success. You are still here. The panic sets in slowly. You climb out of the bed as quick as you can with your aching muscles and run into the bathroom to take a [[look into the mirror.->EndIntro2]]

Instead of napping, you used your time to check your emails and listen to some music since you know well that a short nap would make you even more tired. As you turn towards Emily to ask her about a client of hers, you notice that she has fallen asleep like the majority of the passengers. You cannot help yourself but to lower your gaze and take a look at the tempting cleavage bouncing at each bump the bus would hit on the road. <video class="center" src='media/jackie/bouncing_tits.webm' autoplay loop width="650" height="500" muted> </video> You enjoy the sight quite a lot. Time passes quickly and soon [[arrive at your destination.->Intro3]]

<<if $drink==1>> <<if $avatar == 'p'>>\ <<set $portraitBig to 'media/you/face_AJ.jpg'>> <<set $portraitLink to 'media/you/face_AJ_portrait.jpg'>> <<else>>\ <<set $portraitBig to 'media/you/drawn/blonde.png'>> <<set $portraitLink to 'media/you/drawn/blonde.png'>> <<set $preAva = 'blonde'>> <</if>>\ <<endif>><<if $drink==2>> <<if $avatar == 'p'>>\ <<set $portraitBig to 'media/you/face_Riley.jpg'>> <<set $portraitLink to 'media/you/face_Riley_portrait.jpg'>> <<else>>\ <<set $portraitBig to 'media/you/drawn/red.png'>> <<set $portraitLink to 'media/you/drawn/red.png'>> <<set $preAva = 'red'>> <</if>>\ <<endif>><<if $drink==3>> <<if $avatar == 'p'>> <<set $portraitBig to 'media/you/face_Adriana.jpg'>> <<set $portraitLink to 'media/you/face_Adriana_portrait.jpg'>> <<else>>\ <<set $portraitBig to 'media/you/drawn/brunette.png'>> <<set $portraitLink to 'media/you/drawn/brunette.png'>> <<set $preAva = 'brunette'>> <</if>>\ <<endif>> [img[$portraitBig]] <b class="protagonist">"No, no, no, no, no ... this can't be. This can't be! Oh my fuck!"</b> You press your hands against your flushed, smooth face. The pretty woman in front of you is actually //your// own reflection. Impossible! Shocked and still in disbelief, you clutch to the sides of the sink as you stare into the pair of feminine eyes. You feel your body shake and a cold shiver run down your spine. The silence gets interrupted by the familiar //BLING of// the HotelNet from the other [[room.->LetsGo]]

<video src='media/hotelnet/loading.webm' autoplay loop width="650" height="500" align="center"> </video> You stand in front of the screen as a text begins to appear on it. <p class="hotelnet">Good morning Miss $lastname. Welcome to the second day of your training.</p> <b class="protagonist">"Wait... what? Second day? Miss?!"</b> You shout in disbelief. <p class="hotelnet">Your training started immediately upon your arrival. The dinner of the first day helped us determine your personality and consequently adjust the training according to it.</p> You try to comprehend this surreal situation as you re-read the text but, somehow, you find it very difficult to concentrate. What the fuck is going on here?! <p class="hotelnet" align="center">''From now on your training continues. Have trust in the program!''</p> The text disappears and the screen turns black again. In its reflection, you see yourself - an open mouthed, terrified, and [[confused woman.->HUB][$showPortrait=true]] <<set $firstTimeHub = 0>> <<set $slutty = 0>>

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Impatiently, you pick the slut up and throw her onto the mattress. You tug down her soaked panties and part her legs further apart, exposing her wet lips. You tighten the grip on your cock as to mimick the tightness of your fantasy girl and begin to stroke yourself faster. ''"I'm gonna come!"'' She whimpers, looking down at your massive cock pounding her without mercy. <img class="center" src='media/sex_scenes/fuck1.gif' /> <img class="center" src='media/sex_scenes/jerkingOff1.gif' /> Soon enough you reach your orgasm, coming all over your shirt and making a mess. It doesn't matter, it felt really good. [[You need a few moments to calm down.->Dinner1]]

You imagine your two favourite pornstars just waiting to pleasure you on the bed. You lay back and allow yourself to be used as one of them climbs onto your face and begins to grind her wet pussy against your mouth. At the same time, you can feel the other girl's hot tongue caress your cock before taking you completely into her mouth and deepthroating your erection. <img class="center" src='media/sex_scenes/threesome1.gif' /> Your imagination feels almost real as you immerse yourself in it and it doesn't take you much time until you begin to feel your orgasm building up. <img class="center" src='media/sex_scenes/jerkingOff1.gif' /> <b class="protagonist">"Ah, fuck..."</b> You groan as you come all over your shirt. What a relief... [[You need a few moments to calm down.->Dinner1]]

Wanting more than just a blowjob, you pick up the girl and throw her onto the bed. You lift her skirt up, revealing her perfect, round ass which bounces as you tug down her panties. ''"Fuck, you're so tight..."'' You groan as you guide your cock into her hole and begin to thrust. <img class="center" src='media/sex_scenes/anal1.gif' /> You imagine what her moans would sound like and how it would feel to press your body against her hot skin. Soon enough, you reach your orgasm with a stifled moan. What a relief... <img class="center" src='media/sex_scenes/jerkingOff1.gif' /> [[You need a few moments to calm down.->Dinner1]]

You open the door slightly and peek outside to see if there was someone around. The hallway was empty which was both a relief and a curse. Yet, even in your distressed state, you notice that something is off. The hallway doesn't look //exactly// like you remember it. Something's off. You walk out, covering your curvy form with your arms as if that would somehow hide your private parts from others. Somewhat hesitantly, you knock on the first door you see. No one answers. You try the next door and the one after it. Then another one. It seems like you are the only one on this floor and the idea of entering the elevator naked and going down to find someone makes you shiver in fear. After knocking at every door on this floor, you begin to lose hope. With a sigh of defeat you make your way to the elevator but then, as you turn the corner, a girl runs into you causing you both to fall onto the floor. <b class="protagonist">"Hey!"</b> You look up and meet her face which, to your shock, is covered in cum to the point her features are barely visible. <b class="protagonist">"What the fuck?!"</b> You try to pull your face back in disgust as some of the sticky fluid drips onto you. <img class="center" src='media/sex_scenes/cumFace1.jpg'/> The mysterious girl stands up, breathing heavily and looking behind her. "Oh god, oh god. What's happening here? This place is sick!" She helps you stand up but leaves you no time to ask any questions as she begins to run again. ''"Please help!"'' She shouts. ''"He's coming to get me! Please!"'' Your confusion turns into shock and fear as you see a man in a tight latex suit come towards you. There's a weapon in his hand and, without a second thought, you run and hide behind the corner just before he <<linkappend "could see you.">> ''"Yeah, bitch! You better run!"'' You hear the man shout, his intimidating voice echoing in the hall. ''"Makes it more fun! See you at your next session. Don't even try to hide, it's pointless!"'' His voice gets quieter as he goes back to where he came from. <video class="center" src='media/events/latexGuard.webm' autoplay loop> </video> <b class="protagonist">"This is some sick nightmare..."</b> You think to yourself, shaking as you make your way back to the safety of [[your room.->HUB][$firstTimeHub=1]] <</linkappend>>

<h3>Find a way to transform yourself back</h3> <h3>Find Emily</h3> <h3>Find Adam</h3> <<if $adamStory == 1>><ul><li>Free Adam from the shemale mistress</li></ul><</if>> <h3>Escape the Hotel</h3> [[Back|""+$previousPassage]]

[img[$portraitBig]] You're $firstname $lastname. Or at least you were. Right now you're in the body of a smoking hot woman. [img['media/you/uncoveredBreasts.jpg']] Your naked, well-shaped breasts are exposed and you can't help but touch and grope them from time to time. They are firm as you cup them, squishy as you play with them. They simply feel perfect and you know every man would love to have a chance to do the same. <<back "Back">>

Once again you decide to go out and explore. Afterall, you won't be able to escape if you keep sitting in your room all day doing nothing. Very nervous and wary, you step out of the room as your gaze roams the hallways. There is no one around, it seems. So far so good. And again you have the feeling that something has changed. It's the hallway again - you could swear there were four doors to your right but now there are only 2. And a more obvious change is the new corridor to the left. <b class="protagonist">"What the..."</b> This time, your plan is to rush to the entrance of the hotel instead of wandering around and possibly meeting another lunatic. You head towards the elevator and slam the button before nervously looking around. You're completely naked and alone. The last thing you need right now is to encounter the wrong person. Finally the elevator arrives and, as the door opens slowly, you step aside and are ready to run at the first sign of danger. But to your great relief, there is no one in it. Hastefully you step inside and lean against the mirror as the doors close. You turn to the buttons panel and are about to hit the button for the main floor but your hand freezes in the air as you stand in confusion. <img class="center" src='media/others/elevator_panel.jpg'/> <b class="protagonist">"Is this some kind of sick joke? Really...?"</b> You frown at the nonsensical symbols which label the buttons instead of numbers. Some of them are in different colors but that doesn't really help you in deciding which button is the one you need. Not wanting to waste any more time, you slam a random button and hope for the best as the elevator begins to go down. You close your eyes, taking deep breaths as to calm yourself down. And then the elevator stops and the door opens very, very slowly. You hear a familiar voice say: <b class="carter">"Well, well. What do we [[have here?->FirstLesson2]]"</b>

<img class="center" src='media/carter/carter_red_latex.jpg'/> <b class="protagonist">"Oh, thank god!"</b> You are so glad to finally see a familiar face, although you don't know much about the woman before you. She welcomed you on the first day and even though you felt a bit intimidated by her back then, you still consider her to be a trustworthy person. <b class="protagonist">"You must help me!"</b> You grab her by her shoulders in despair, paying little attention to the fact she was wearing tight rubber. <b class="protagonist">"I-I don't know how to explain this... I turned into a woman and-and there was some lunatic with a weapon and a girl running away from him and..."</b> Your voice dies down as you notice that there is no surprise on her face but a sly grin. You feel a shiver run down your spine as you take a step back. <b class="protagonist">"Please... you must help..."</b> You say in an insecure voice. <b class="carter">"You talk too much."</b> She says in a smooth, seductive tone and the distance between you two vanishes as she takes a step forward. With her high heels, it feels like she is towering over you. You look up, raising your arms in defense but the woman before you is much stronger and quicker than you are. <b class="carter">"We gotta fix that."</b> She pushes you against the wall and you feel too weak to even make a futile escape attempt. With little resistance, your mouth is pried open for a ballgag. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/bondage/gagged/ballgagging.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="protagonist">"Mmmmph!"</b> The gag prevents you from forming any coherent plea for help. Training? What kind of training? Your eyes widen in horror as she drags you back [[into the elevator.->FirstLesson3]]

<<script>>setup.GagTheGirl("ballgag")<</script>> The "training room" is a medium sized room with lavish decorations and several rows of chairs which are situated before a large screen. As your captor pushes you inside and drags you to your seat, you can't help but feel ashamed. You keep your blushing face down, avoiding any eye contact with the girls who were already tied to their chairs. Seems like you're not the only one who is here against their will. The mistress pushes you to sit down in the first row. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/bondage/chair/chair.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="carter">"Safety measures."</b> She smirks at you as she ties your hands behind your back, diminishing your chances of escape with a tight knot. Then she ties your ankles to the front chair legs, making sure your thighs are spread in a humiliating way. You breasts heave with each nervous breath you take and you start to feel uncomfortable on the chair, your pussy and ass slightly sore from the chair's rough material. After a few minutes, the lights in the room dim and your captor walks onto the stage. Even in the subtle light, her latex uniform is very shiny. <b class="carter">"Welcome, welcome!"</b> She flashes a wide smile at the audience. <b class="carter">"I'm very glad to see so many sluts eager to be trained. Worry not, your minds will be very receptive to our methods after today's initiation process. All you have to do is lean back, relax and follow our... program. Those who refuse to cooperate will be punished properly. Without any further ado, let's begin."</b> She climbs off the stage and you cannot help but wonder how she's capable of walking so confidently in such tall heels. You hear a few nervous whimpers around you but your attention is now directed at the screen which just turned into a bright white. [[Close your eyes->lessonPunishment]] [[Be obedient and watch->lessonStart]]

The "movie" turns out to be a brainwashing method. There is a large spiral on the screen, accompanied by a gentle but monotone feminine voice which begins the process by chanting a sentence. <p class="hypno"> "Good sluts are always eager to learn and be trained." "Good sluts are always eager to learn and be trained." "Good sluts are-..." </p> What the fuck is this? You think to yourself as you pry your eyes away from the screen and squeeze them shut. The combination of flashing images and the soothing tone of her voice was alluring, making it difficult to keep your mind clear and your eyes averted. <b class="carter">"What do we have here?"</b> You hear the dreaded voice say. In your struggle, you didn't notice your captor standing beside you and now she has noticed that you are trying to resist the training. <b class="carter">"Not even a minute into your training and you are already disobeying. What a pity."</b> She grabs your chin, forcing you to look at her. <b class="carter">"Ten lashes. You will make no noise or disturb othes, otherwise I will make five more out of each mistake. Understood?"</b> You want to resist, embarassed that you're about to get punished in front of so many girls. However, as you glance around, you notice that they are all wide-eyed and immersed into the program that they aren't noticing the mistress caressing your pussy. <b class="carter">"You already seem a bit sore, don't you? Too bad."</b> <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/bondage/chair/punishment.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="protagonist">"M-mph!"</b> You gasp as you feel the stinging sensation of the first hit on your folds. Before you can even muster some courage, she strikes again and again and again. By the sixth lash, you are already gasping for breaths with tears staining your cheeks. <b class="carter">"Are you gonna obey now?"</b> You hear the woman say and you nod immediately, wincing as she touches the painful area before walking back to her initial place. [[Teary eyed, you turn to look at the screen, barely even daring to blink now.->lessonStart]]

After a minute of repetitive sentences and a twirling spiral, the screen turns dark for a second and you get your hopes up, thinking that the training is already over and that you are unaffected by this attempt But then a series of flashing images almost startles you and your eyes widen as you look at the bright letters. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/hypno/hypno1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Your body begins to feel numb as you continue staring, not even blinking or moving your head. You forget about the discomfort and ache and soon enough the numbness begins to turn into a pleasant ache between your thighs as the feminine voice continues chanting sentences. <p class="hypno"> "Mindless sluts love to suck cock." "Mindless sluts are always horny and ready to spread their legs for their masters." "Mindless sluts bathe in cum." </p> You feel your legs part against your will and they strain against the rope but you don't mind the pain. You keep watching, feeling wetness pool between your legs and your nipples harden. Drool drips down your chin and onto your breasts. You keep watching but the feminine voice seems to fade with each minute passing and the images are getting more and more blurry to the point they become unrecognizable. And then, the screen tuns [[black again.->WakeUpRoom]]

You blink in confusion. Your captor walks on the stage with a satisfied smirk. <b class="carter">"Alright, two hours were enough for a start."</b> Two hours?! You look around in confusion but can't really focus on anything in particular. It almost feels like your mind is weakened. <b class="carter">"Escort them to their rooms."</b> The woman says and her voice feels like a distant echo to you as two men untie you and drag you out of the hall with a firm grip. Before you can even muster a coherent thought, you find yourself in your room again. The two men who hauled you onto the bed and turn around to leave. But shortly before exiting the door, one turns around and throws a rather tasteless handbag onto the bed. <img class="center" src='media/items/handbag.jpg'/> ''"Here, a little gift from the Mistress."'' He scoffs before slamming the door shut and leaving you alone. A strong headache leaves you in pain and forces you to [[close your eyes...->WakeUpRoom2]] <<set $slutty = $slutty + 1>>

You wake up with a painful, throbbing sensation in your head. Your jaw aches from the gag which has been keeping your mouth forced open for hours. You notice the tasteless bag lying beside you on the bed. Well, it may come in handy later so you might as well take it. <b text-align="center">//You unlocked 'Inventory'!//</b> <<set $showInventory = true>> The aching of your jaw worsens as you stand up. So, you decide [[to remove the gag.->RemoveBallGag][$firstTime=1]] <<set $EmailArray.push ({id:'Adam1', new:'0', picurl:'media/icons/adamprofile.jpg', name:'Adam L.', mailPassage:'[[WTF?|AdamMail1]]'})>>\ <<set $EmailArray.push ({id:'Emily1', new:'0', picurl:'media/icons/jackieprofile.jpg', name:'Emily N.', mailPassage:'[["Those fuckers took my phone -.-"|EmilyMail1]]'})>>\

<p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Back'>><<goto $previousPassage>><</button>></p> <<if !$blockInventory>>\ <<nobr>> <<set _output = "">> <<if $InventoryArray.length == 0>> <<set _output = '<tr><td colspan="4">Your inventory is empty...</td></tr>'>> <<else>> <<for _i = 0; _i < $InventoryArray.length; _i++>> <<if $InventoryArray[_i].actions.split("|").contains("[[Remove")>> <<set _output = _output + '<tr class="itemWear">'>> <<else>> <<set _output = _output + '<tr>'>> <</if>> <<set _output = _output + '<td><img src="'+$InventoryArray[_i].picurl+'" height="60" width="60"/></td><td>'+$InventoryArray[_i].name+'</td><td>'+$InventoryArray[_i].description+'</td><td>'+$InventoryArray[_i].actions+'</td></tr>'>> <</for>> <</if>> <</nobr>> <table class="inventory"><tr class="inventory"><td></td><td>Name</td><td>Description</td><td>Actions</td></tr> <<print _output>> </table> <<else>>\ ''//You can't do that right now!//'' <</if>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Back'>><<goto $previousPassage>><</button>></p> <<set _tmpPrev = previous ()>>\ <<set _PrevObj = Story.get (_tmpPrev)>>\ <<set _tags = _PrevObj.tags>>\ <<if _tags[0] != "item">>\ <<set $previousPassage = _tmpPrev>>\ <</if>>

<img class="center" src='media/bondage/gagged/removeBallgag.gif' /> Impatiently, you unclasp the gag. Upon removing the ball from your mouth, a generous amount of drool drips down your chin and onto your breasts. You look at the glistening mess with a frown and put the ball gag into your inventory. Who knows, maybe you will have use of it later. <<script>>setup.InventoryAddWithID (3)<</script>>\ //''Red ballgag has been added to the inventory''// Enough of this place! You have to find a [[way out of here.->PreEventHUB]] <<if $firstTime>>\ <<script>>setup.GagTheGirl("")<</script>>\ <<set $gag = "">>\ <<set $firstTime = 0>>\ <<set $energy = 0>>\ <<script>>setup.UpdatePlayerAvatar ()<</script>>\ <<endif>>\ <<set $realfirstname = $firstname>>\

<<if $gag == "_ballgag">> <img class="center" src='media/bondage/gagged/removeBallgag.gif' /> You open the gag and remove it drooling quite a bit on your breast. Looking at the gag you wonder what to do with it. You put it in the bag. <<script>>setup.AlterInventory ('media/items/redballgag.jpg', 'Red ball gag', 'A big red ball gag that you involuntary received from Ms. Carter...', '[[Wear|UseRedBallgag]]', 3)<</script>>\ <<set $ballgag = false>>\ <<script>>setup.GagTheGirl("")<</script>> <<elseif $gag == "">> <img class="center" src='media/bondage/gagged/selfgag1.gif' /> You take the ball gag from your bag and push it in your mouth closing the hatch behind your head. <<set $ballgag = true>> <<script>>setup.GagTheGirl("ballgag")<</script>> <<else>> You are already gagged. <<endif>> [[Back|Inventory]]

<img class="center" src='media/environment/intro/hallway.jpg' height="500" width="750"/> You aimlessly wander the hallways of this cursed hotel, searching for something, anything that would help you out in your current, desperate situation. You notice that the structure of the corridors has changed since the last time you stepped out of your room. An eerie feeling overcomes you as you find nothing but locked doors and dead ends. In the end, you find yourself again before <<link 'your own room.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>>

<img class="center" src='media/environment/hallway2.jpg' /> As you explore the long corridors, you stumble upon a black cloth hanging over one of the lamps in the corner. As you step closer, you can see that it’s a simple, black ski mask. <img class="center" src='media/items/skimask.jpg' /> Why would someone leave this laying around? Or wear it in the first place? You think about taking it with you as it may be of use sometime. You never know when you’ll have to hide your blushing face. [[Take it|eventSkiMaskTake][$firstTime = 1]] <<link 'Leave it and go on.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>>

You take the skimask off the lamp and put it in your bag. ''//Skimask has been added to your inventory!//'' <<link 'Go back.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <<if !setup.InventoryContains ("6")>>\ <<set $InventoryArray.push ({picurl: 'media/items/skimask_inv.jpg', name: 'Skimask', description: 'A black skimask you found hanging on a lamp in one of the corridors.', actions: '[[Wear|UseSkimask]]', id:'6' })>>\ <<set $RoomArray.delete("eventSkiMask")>> <<set $wearSkimask = 0>> <</if>>

<<if $curIDMask == 0 || $curIDMask == 6>>\ <<if $wearSkimask == 0>> You take the mask out of your bag. With both hands you pull it over your heads in one move. Just then you realize in terror that there seems to be something inside the mask. Something liquid. <b class="protagonist">"What th-"</b> you begin to say but stop as some of the inside liquid comes into your mouth. You find it salty and thick. Please don't tell me that is... your mind races. But you know the answer. It seems the inside of the mask is <<linkappend "coated in sperm.">> <img class="center" src='media/you/skiMask.jpg' /> <<nobr>> <<script>>setup.AlterInventory ('media/items/skimask_inv.jpg', 'Skimask', 'A black skimask you found hanging on a lamp in one of the corridors. Its inside is full of cum.', '[[Remove|UseSkimask]]', '6')<</script>> <<set $wearSkimask = 2>> <<set $curIDMask = 6>>\ <<if $avatar == 'd'>>\ <<set $mask = '_skimask'>>\ <<script>>setup.UpdatePlayerAvatar ()<</script>>\ <</if>>\ <</nobr>> [[Back|Inventory]] <</linkappend>> <<elseif $wearSkimask == 1>> You take the mask full of cum out of your bag. You don't even know why you do that but once again you pull it over your head. <img class="center" src='media/you/skiMask.jpg' /> <<script>>setup.AlterInventory ('media/items/skimask_inv.jpg', 'Skimask', 'A black skimask you found hanging on a lamp in one of the corridors. Its inside is full of cum.', '[[Remove|UseSkimask]]', '6')<</script>>\ <<set $wearSkimask = 2>> <<set $curIDMask = 6>>\ <<if $avatar == 'd'>>\ <<set $mask = '_skimask'>>\ <</if>>\ [[Back|Inventory]] <<elseif $wearSkimask == 2>> You pull the skimask off your head and put it back in your bag. It leaves quite some cum on your face. <<script>>setup.AlterInventory ('media/items/skimask_inv.jpg', 'Skimask', 'A black skimask you found hanging on a lamp in one of the corridors. Its inside is full of cum.', '[[Wear|UseSkimask]]', '6')<</script>>\ <b class="protagonist">"Yuck..."</b> <<set $wearSkimask = 1>> <<set $curIDMask = 0>>\ <<if $avatar == 'd'>>\ <<set $mask = ''>>\ <</if>>\ [[Back|Inventory]] <<endif>> <<else>>\ You are already wearing a mask. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Back' 'Inventory'>><</button>></p> <</if>>\ <<script>>setup.UpdatePlayerAvatar ()<</script>>\

<img class="center" src='media/environment/rooms/hotelRoom_Protagonist.jpg'/> <<if $energy > 0>> You are currently in your hotel room. A sweet scent lays in the air but you can't really figure out where it comes from. <<if $shower == 1>>\ You start to feel kind of sweaty. Maybe you should <<link "take a shower.">> <<set _shower = random(1,10)>>\ <<if _shower == 10>>\ <<set _shower = "showerDoll1">>\ <<else>>\ <<set _shower = "Shower">>\ <</if>>\ <<goto _shower>>\ <</link>>\ <</if>>\ A big [[mirror|Mirror]] stands right next to the wardrobe. <<if $DiscoveredArray.length > 0>>\ Other options: <<for _i to 0; _i < $DiscoveredArray.length; _i++>>\ <<print $DiscoveredArray[_i]>> <</for>>\ <<endif>>\ <<if $newMail>>\ ''You can see a mail symbol blinking on the HotelNet.'' <</if>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Head out'>> <<set $psg = $RoomArray.random()>> <<set $energy = $energy - 25>> <<goto HandlerOut>> <</button>> \ <<button 'HotelNet' 'HotelNet'>><</button>></p> <<else>> Suddenly, you start to feel exhausted, as if all energy has been drained from your body. The bed looks more inviting than ever. Maybe a quick nap would be a wise choice. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Go to bed' 'Sleep'>><</button>></p> <<endif>>\ <<if $testDays == 0 && !hasVisited ("DayOfTest")>> <<goto "DayOfTest">> <</if>> <<if $days == $ashleyMail>> <<set $ashleyMail = 0>> <<set $EmailArray.push ({id:'Ashley1', new:'1', picurl:'media/npc/ashley_mail.jpg', name:'Ashley T.', mailPassage:'[[WHERE ARE MY HEELS|AshleyMail1]]'})>> <<set $newMail = true>> <</if>> <<if $days == $moiraMail>> <<set $moiraMail = 0>> <<set $EmailArray.push ({id:'Moira1', new:'1', picurl:'media/npc/moira/moira_mail.png', name:'Moira O.', mailPassage:'[[Let us make you a maid|MoiraMail1]]'})>> <<set $newMail = true>> <</if>> <<set $blockInventory = 0>>\

<img class="center" src='media/environment/memoryGameDoor.jpg'/> As you walk down the hallway, you stumble upon a door which looks slightly different. There are several rows of rectangles on the polished wooden surface. As you turn the knob, you notice that it isn’t locked, and you dearly hope there would be someone on the other side who’d be willing to help you out. But then again, your experience so far made you somewhat more cautious and apprehensive. [[Enter anyway->eventMemory2][$memoryGameWon=false]] <<link 'Continue walking.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>>

You carefully step into the dark room. Once you progressed further into the unlit area, you hear the door behind you slam shut. Panicking, you rush back and try to open it but with no avail. You’re locked in. <b class=protagonist>“Well, fuck…”</b> The only comforting thought now is that it seems like you’re all alone here. A light from the other side of the room illuminates your worried expression. You approach the monitor which is almost identical to the one in your hotel room. There is a big button on the screen, beneath the message which reads: <p class="hotelnet">Welcome to your hand-eye coordination exercise. Please press ‘Start’ to proceed and test out your skills.</p> Confused, you look around the room but find nothing of importance. You assume the door will only open once you’re finished with the task. With a sigh, you press [['start'.|eventMemory3]]

<<if $difficulty>> <<set $seconds to 30>> <<else>> <<set $seconds to 60>> <</if>> <<set $win to 0>> <div style ="text-align: center; font-size: 150%;"> <span id="countdown" text-algin="center">$seconds</span> </div> <<silently>> <<repeat 1s>> <<set $seconds -= 1>> <<if $seconds gt -1>> <<replace "#countdown">>$seconds<</replace>> <<else>> <<if $win == 1>> <<replace "#winmessage">><p class="hotelnet">Good job. You have done well. Please [[proceed.|eventMemoryWin]]</p><</replace>> <<else>> <<goto "eventMemoryDefeat">> <</if>> <<stop>> <</if>> <</repeat>> <</silently>> <div style ="text-align: center;"> <span id="winmessage" text-algin="center"></span> </div> <<set $output = setup.BuildMemoryGame()>><<print $output>> <script> var cards = 0; var click = 1; var previousPic; var currentPic; var correctPairs = 0; function bigImg (pic) { pic.style.border = "4px solid white"; } function normalImg (pic) { pic.style.border = "4px solid black"; } function changeImage (pic) { if (click) { cards += 1; switch (cards) { case 1: previousPic = pic; var s = memory.GetMemoryPicById (pic.id); pic.src = s; break; case 2: var s = memory.GetMemoryPicById (pic.id); pic.src = s; if (pic.id != previousPic.id) { click = 0; currentPic = pic; setTimeout (wrongPics, 500); } else { correctPairs++; pic.onclick = ""; previousPic.onclick = ""; switch (correctPairs) { case 8: memory.Win(); break; } } cards = 0; break; } } } function wrongPics (pic1, pic2) { currentPic.src = 'media/events/cardback.jpg'; previousPic.src = 'media/events/cardback.jpg'; click = 1; } </script>

<p class="hotelnet">Your performance was disappointing. You still have a lot to learn. You will have to focus more on the practical part in order to better understand the subject.</p> All of a sudden, an opening in the wall directly beside you appears, with a big erect cock pushed through it. <<linkappend 'You gasp in surprise.'>> <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/surprise_GH.webm' type="video/webm"></video> As much as you’re disgusted by the sight of a cock so close to your face, a small part of you cannot help but feel aroused. Maybe it’s due to the ‘exercise’ you just had. You have never seen a cock so close to you. <b class="protagonist">“I… uh…”</b> //The veins, the shape, the girth… god, it’s so big. Maybe you should touch it?// You force yourself to snap out of the thoughts and look away. A sound coming from the screen almost makes you jump. You squint your eyes at the bright light, trying to read the [[the message on it.|eventMemoryDefeat2]] <</linkappend>>

<p class="hotelnet">We see you have good observation skills when it comes to cocks. You made a great step forward in your training. Please take your reward!</p> <<if !$memoryGameWon>>\ You suddenly hear a mechanical sound to your left. A part of the wall slides upwards, revealing a small area behind it. In it, you spot a small chest. Furthermore, the door behind you opens and you sigh in relief. <b class="protagonist">“Hmm… but what if this is a trap?”</b> You think to yourself as you eye the tempting, mysterious chest. [[Open the chest|eventMemoryOpenChest][$firstTime = 1]] <<else>>\ Again the wall slides up only to present you the opened chest. <b class="protagonist">"Awesome..."</b> you sigh. <</if>>\ <<link 'Leave the room'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>>

<video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/sleep/night.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You have a dreamless night and wake up fully recovered. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Wake up' 'WakeUp'>><</button>></p>

You carefully approach the chest, your hesitant hands opening it slowly. Your body feels tense and you’re ready to run at the merest hint of danger. But nothing happens. You peek inside and see a small piece of clothing which you <<linkappend 'curiously take out.'>> <img src='media/items/sluttySkirt.jpg'/> <b class="protagonist">“Really? What am I supposed to do with this?”</b> You frown at the black, leather miniskirt. It’s shiny and elastic, though you can imagine it’s going to fit very tightly if you do decide to wear it. <b class="protagonist">“Better this than nothing.”</b> You sigh in defeat as you decide to take it with you. At least it’s going to //somehow// cover up your ass and save some of your dignity. If there’s any left at all... Anyhow you decide to take it with you. ''//Leather Skirt has been added to your inventory!//'' <<link 'Leave the room.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <</linkappend>> <<set $leatherSkirt = 0>> <<if !setup.InventoryContains ("7")>> <<set $InventoryArray.push ({ picurl: 'media/items/sluttySkirt_inv.jpg', name: 'Leather miniskirt', description:'A black shiny leather skirt you won in the memory room.', actions:'[[Wear|UseSluttySkirt]]', id:'7'})>> <</if>> <<set $RoomArray.delete ("eventMemory1")>> <<set $RoomArray.push ("eventMemory1b")>> <<set $memoryGameWon=1>>

<p class="hotelnet">Your lesson will be considered complete once you learn to behave and obey. You want to be a good girl, right? Finish him and you may go back to your room. You already disappointed during the lesson. Since we are watching ALL your steps you should think about showing some initiative so we can honor your effort.</p> <b class="protagonist">“Jesus Christ, I don’t want to show you anything! Fuck you!”</b> You protest, cursing out loud but your anger finds no response. There is only silence. You bang against the door, twisting the knob as you somehow try to pry it open but with no avail. After a while, you become far too tired and hopeless. It seems like the only way to leave is to do what they want... for now. The thought both disgusts and excites you as you turn around. //Can I bring myself to pleasure another man? Maybe I should even cosinder to ... put effort in it. Wouldn't be a good idea to be on their bad side, right?// [[Give a handjob|eventMemoryDefeatHJ]] <<link "Use your mouth and show some effort?">><<if $gagged>> <<replace "#error">>//You can't do that while you're gagged!//<</replace>><<else>> <<goto "eventMemoryDefeatBJ">><<endif>><</link>> <span id="error"></span>

Still in disbelief, you gingerly walk back to the opening and drop on your knees, your face only a few inches away from the erected cock. Your eyes fall to the glistening tip and the thick veins. “Fuck… okay, okay.” You take a deep breath as you wrap your hand around the thick base of the shaft. It feels hot to the touch and much firmer than you imagined. Slowly, you begin to massage it as you <<linkappend 'stroke its entire length.'>> <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/handjob_GH1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> A part of you is relieved as you feel the veins pulsate beneath your fingers. It seems like you’re doing your job well enough. You continue with a steady pace, admiring the firm shaft. //It does kinda look nice...// Your almost hypnotized gaze lingers on it as your hand smears the precum all over the veiny surface. [[Slowly, your pace picks up.|eventMemoryDefeatHJ2]] <</linkappend>>

Still in disbelief, you walk back to the cock and drop onto your knees. Your face is just a few inches away from the erection. There seems to be no other way around, you think as you take a deep breath and <<linkappend 'lean forward.'>> <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/relucant_GH.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You reluctantly wrap your lips around the smooth head, your tongue pushing against it. It tastes salty but not as bad as you had imagined. You push your mouth further, gliding your wet lips down the hard shaft, focusing on stifling your gag reflex. Drool drips down your chin as you begin to push your mouth back and forth. You start to get used to the feeling of having a cock in your mouth. Remembering the countless hours of porn, you decide to swirl your drool-drenched tongue around it and use your hand at the base where your <<linkappend 'mouth couldn’t reach.'>> <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/relucant_GH2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You close your eyes as you hear moans from the other side of the wall. But soon enough a pair of hands emerges through the opening, guiding your head further towards [[the base of the cock.|eventMemoryDefeatBJ2]] <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <<set $DreamArray.push ("sleepMemoryBJ1")>>

<video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/relucant_GH3.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You struggle not to gag as the stranger starts to thrust inside your mouth, violently face fucking you. Before you can even react further he shoots his load directly into your mouth. The feeling of the hot semen sticking in your mouth sparks something deep inside you. Something that makes you feel funny and somehow... good? The realization leaves you disturbed as you are once again left alone. The opening is now closed and your mind races, trying to think of what to do next. Somehow, it’s difficult to focus. [[Swallow it|eventMemoryDefeatBJSwallow]] [[Spit it out|eventMemoryDefeatBJSpit]] <<set $blowjobs += 1>>

<video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/cumSwallow.mp4' type="video/mp4"></video> Like you are in trance you swallow the whole load down. Only then you realize what you have done. You can still feel the salty taste on your tongue and the glue like strings sticking to the walls of your throat. <b class="protagonist">"Ew..."</b> You shudder as you feel the sticky strands linger in your mouth despite swallowing several times. A sound notification pulls you out of your thoughts. You turn to the screen only to see a <<linkappend 'new message on it.'>> <p class="hotelnet">Congratulations, you performed much better than excepted. See for yourself.</p> In shock, you watch the screen turn black before a video of you shows up. The sight of you as a woman, sucking cock like a porn star is very, very arousing. The aching sensation between your legs is pulsating as you keep watching your mouth being violated by a large dick. The video disappears and a new message pops up. <p class="hotelnet">We updated your internal file. You may leave now. Have a great day!</p> And with that, the screen turns dark and you hear the door behind you click open. //You feel a lot more slutty.// //You feel a lot more submissive.// //What did they mean with "updating my personal file"?// You decide that you won't find any answers here and move back <<link 'to your room.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <</linkappend>> <<set $slutty += 5>> <<set $RoomArray.delete ("eventMemory1")>> <<set $RoomArray.push ("eventMemory1b")>> <<set $submission +=2>>

<img class="center" src='media/events/cumSpit.gif' /> Sucking cock wasn’t nearly as disgusting as you thought it would be but swallowing a load was an entirely different story. As your mouth is filled with cum, you can’t help but spit it out. The hot, sticky liquid drips down your chin and onto your breasts. <b class="protagonist">"Ew..."</b> Another //BLING// from the screen pulls your <<linkappend 'attention towards it.'>> <p class="hotelnet">You've done better as expected. See for yourself.</p> In shock you watch the popup appearing which shows a video of you sucking a cock through a hole. In fact it's a recording of the last minute. Somehow it arouses you. But maybe it's just because it looks so much like the porn you used to watch all the time. A hot young woman on her knees sucking a dick. The video disappears and a new message appears: <p class="hotelnet">We updated your internal file. You may leave now. Have a great day!</p> With that the screen gets dark and the sound of an opening lock emerges from the door behind you. //You feel a lot more slutty.// //You feel more submissive.// //What did they mean with "updating my personal file"?// You decide that you won't find any answers here and move back <<link 'to your room.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <</linkappend>> <<set $slutty += 5>> <<set $submission +=1>> <<set $RoomArray.delete ("eventMemory1")>> <<set $RoomArray.push ("eventMemory1b")>>

<video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/handjob_GH2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> As you keep stroking, you feel the cock harden even more as it pulsates. You can even hear some muffled moans from the other side. Your eyes are fixed on the erection as you are completely focused on your task, your lips parted in awe at the sight. You snap out of your trance-like state and try to repress your feelings of arousal. But the moment of clarity disappeared quickly as you hear the stranger moan louder and, before you manage to pull away, a generous amount of cum <<linkappend 'coats your surprised face.'>> <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/facial_memory1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <p class="hotelnet">Your performance was... satisfying. We updated your internal file. You may leave now. Have a great day!</p> With that the screen gets dark and the sound of an opening lock emerges from the door behind you. //You feel sluttier.// //You feel bit more submissive.// //What did they mean with "updating my personal file"?// You realize that you won't find any answers here and move back <<link 'to your room.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <</linkappend>> <<set $DreamArray.push ("sleepMemoryHJ1")>> <<set $DreamArray.push ("sleepMemoryHJ2")>> <<set $slutty += 2>> <<set $submission +=1>> <<set $RoomArray.delete ("eventMemory1")>> <<set $RoomArray.push ("eventMemory1b")>>

<<if !$leatherSkirt>> <<if !$bottom>> <img src='media/items/sluttySkirtPutOn.jpg'/> You put on the miniskirt. It is really tight and you need quite some effort to get it over your buttocks. <<set $leatherSkirt = 1>> <<set $bottom = 1>> <<set $bottomPath = '<img src=\'media/items/sluttySkirt.jpg\'/>'>> <<script>>setup.AlterInventory ('media/items/sluttySkirt_inv.jpg', 'Leather miniskirt', 'A black shiny leather skirt you won in the memory room.', '[[Remove|UseSluttySkirt]]', '7')<</script>>\ <<else>> You're already wearing something else. <</if>> <<else>> You pull down your miniskirt and put it back in your bag. <<set $leatherSkirt = 0>> <<set $bottom = 0>> <<set $bottomPath = '<img src=\'media/you/uncovered_crotch.jpg\'/>'>> <<script>>setup.AlterInventory ('media/items/sluttySkirt_inv.jpg', 'Leather miniskirt', 'A black shiny leather skirt you won in the memory room.', '[[Wear|UseSluttySkirt]]', '7')<</script>>\ <<endif>> [[Back|Inventory]]

<img class="center" src='media/environment/rooms/hotelRoom_Protagonist.jpg' /> A //BLING// coming from the HotelNET catches your attention. <p class="hotelnet">Congratulations on finishing your first lesson. There are more challenges to come. We recommend you always give your best as we are always watching. With enough effort, you will soon discover your full potential.</p> [["Fuck you all and your lessons!"|PreEventHUBHard]] //(Harder lessons)// [[I should be careful when walking around.|NameChange][$difficulty=0]] //(Easier lessons)//

<img class="center" src='media/environment/rooms/hotelRoom_Protagonist.jpg' /> <p class="hotelnet">Your attitude has been noted.</p> With that ominous message the HotelNET leaves you in silence. [[Whatever|NameChange][$difficulty=1]]

<video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/relucant_GH2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You find yourself again in front of the cock you sucked through the hole. Its scent, its taste. All feels so real. You can't hold yourself and induldge it in again. //Is it always that good?// You know what is coming next as you feel the precum coating your tongue. Somehow it encourages you to do even better and you start bobbing your head... But just before the end you find yourself wide awake in your bed. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Wake up' 'WakeUp'>><</button>></p>

<video autoplay loop><source src='media/events/handjob_GH2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Once again you find yourself in the room where you had to test out your skills. The same cock is in your hand and you eagerly pump it, feeling the rush of arousal and enthusiasm. Will you swallow the load? Will you taste the stickiness? Before you can make a decision, you wake up. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Wake up' 'WakeUp'>><</button>></p>

<video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/facial_memory1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You dream of the moment the hidden stranger came all over your face. Instinctively, you squeezed your eyes shut in the last moment. The sensation of stickiness and warmth is extremely vivid and you wake up taking a deep breath. This actually felt… far too real. But not unenjoyable. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Wake up' 'WakeUp'>><</button>></p>

<img class="center" src='media/environment/hallway4.jpg'/> As you explore the labyrinth-like hallways, you suddenly get an unnerving feeling as if you’re being watched. You slow down, carefully turning around and looking at the dark end of the corridor. Nothing. You sigh in relief, hoping it’s just your mind playing tricks on you. Yet you freeze again as you’re about to turn around and continue exploring. Fairly sure this wasn’t your imagination, you feel your heart pound in fear as you spot a subtle movement in the corner of your eye. It seems like someone was indeed watching you. Or, more precisely, stalking you. Your wide eyes are fixed at the end of the hallway and you’re ready to run at the merest sign of danger. The figure wore something black that you are sure. Maybe a guard? After a few tense moments of nothing, you decide it would be <<link 'best to leave.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <<set $jaimeStory = 1>> <<set $RoomArray.delete("JaimeStoryLine1")>> <<set $HelpArray.delete ("[[Are those steps outside your room?|JaimeStoryLine1][$energy-=25]]")>>\ <<set $HelpArray.push ("[[You can hear squeaking rubbery noise outside one of the neighbour rooms.|eventWatchMistress1][$energy-=25]]")>>\

<img class="center" src='media/environment/hallway3.jpg'/> Walking through the hallways, you suddenly stop as you hear noises coming from one of the rooms. It’s a rhythmical banging sound followed by angry grunts. Driven by curiosity, you sneak carefully towards the source of this commotion. As you turn the corner, you reach a small window at the bottom of a wall. You’re confused at its odd placement but then again it seems like that’s one of the less weird things you’ve encountered so far. Though the window is quite small and there are metal bars in front of it, you are still able to look inside. [[Look through the window|AdamStoryLine2]] <<link 'Nope! Better safe than sorry'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>>

As you walk down the halls of the hotel, a weird warning sign catches your attention <div class="notes">To all staff members: Entrance to the dark room is only permitted with appropriate equipment. Avoid eye contact and move quickly without taking breaks. No more incidents will be tolerated. - Ms. Santini (Mistress of group S)</div> You frown in confusion, wondering what the disturbing message was about. The door on which the note hangs is open ajar, so you decide to <<linkappend 'investigate.'>> <img class="center" src='media/environment/rooms/darkRoom.jpg'/> Your footsteps echo as you enter the large, pitch black room. You try to feel the walls for a light switch, but you find nothing of that sort. Even squinting your eyes doesn’t help you accommodate to the darkness. The overwhelming silence doesn’t last long as you soon hear whispers and quiet shuffling. The sounds, however, are so quiet that you attribute them to your fear and imagination. //<b class="na">???</b>// <img src='media/icons/lock.jpg'/> [[Progress further into the room.|eventDarkRoomBadEnd]] <<link 'Better leave.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <</linkappend>> <<set $RoomArray.delete("eventDarkRoom")>> <<set $DiscoveredArray.pushUnique("[[Go to the dark Room|eventDarkRoom]]")>>

Slowly and somewhat hesitantly, you make your way further into the dark room. One step after another, you descend into the darkness and it feels like you’re being swallowed by it. Suddenly, you hear the door shut behind you and you jump. Now, you are in complete darkness as the last source of feeble light is now gone. Due to you turning around and flinching, you lost your sense of orientation. Now blind and confused, you continue walking with both of your arms in front of you. To your horror, you hear something to your left. It was quick like a breeze of air when someone would rush past you. But then your stomach drops and your blood turn cold as you feel a cold breath on your right ear. <<nobr>><<if $gagged>> You whimper against your gag, your wide eyes trying to discern any shape or shadow in the solid darkness. <<else>> <b class="protagonist">"He- hello? Is anybody there?"</b> you ask quite frightened. <</if>><</nobr>> Nothing. You are quiet for a few seconds, analysing the silence. There really seems to be nothing. Relieved, you are about to continue but suddenly you feel someone or something touch your ass. You jump as you shriek and flail, trying to push whatever it was that just groped you. Terrified, you start to run in the opposite direction hoping to [[find an exit.|eventDarkRoomBadEnd2]]

Now you know that you’re not alone here. You begin to hear sounds coming from all directions. There are footsteps coming towards you and you try to run but your legs feel weak and wobbly from the shock. Suddenly you hear a giggle beside you and you spin around, thus slipping and falling down onto the floor. Your hands and knees hit the surprisingly sticky surface. And before you can even try to get up, you feel what seems to be a dozen of hands roaming all over your body. You shriek as more and more hands begin to touch and grope you, pulling your hair and stroking your pussy. <<if $gagged>>Then someone pulls harshly on your gag ripping the harness and pulling it out of your mouth.<</if>> Before you can even collect your thoughts, you feel a hand sharply pull your hair. Your head is tilted backwards and your pinned body aches. Now on the brink of panic, you whimper, eyes filling with tears as you feel a cock being shoved into your mouth. You’re out of breath, your breasts heaving as you try to inhale air. <b class="protagonist">"Mmmph!!"</b> Your eyes widen as you feel your pussy and ass stretch. Trembling, you try to pull away, but the hands hold you firmly, still groping every inch of your body. The position you’re in is extremely humiliating as your legs are spread and every orifice stretched, leaving you no other choice but to endure the abuse. The pounding overwhelms you with pleasure and pain, your eyes rolling back as you shamefully feel every pleasurable spot being stimulated at once. You squeeze your eyes shut as you feel an unnaturally large amount of cum shoot into your mouth. You struggle to swallow it and soon your cheeks, chin and chest are covered in the sticky fluid as you continue to be mercilessly pounded. You gasp for air, ready to scream but then another cock gets shoved into your mouth, continuing with the same pace the previous one was having. You are trapped in agony and pleasure for what seems to be [[like hours...|eventDarkRoomBadEnd3]]

<b class="girls">"Shit... there is one."</b> The sudden light of a flashlight illuminates your unmoving <<linkappend 'body.'>> <img class="center" src='media/events/knockout.jpg'/> <b class="girls">"God damn it, not another one! Miss Santini will have our head for this. Hey, you! Keep the light on them, ok? I don’t wanna end up like this one here." "Alright, alright. Just take her to the container."</b> Barely conscious at all, you feel your body lifted and carried away, but you’re far too weak to react... END: Monsters everywhere. [[Recondsider your decision->eventDarkRoom]] <</linkappend>>

As you continue your search for anything that might be of use, you stumble upon a small device laying on the floor. It seems to be a remote with only two buttons on it. "Huh?" [[Pick it up->eventVacRoom2][$firstTime=1]]

<img class="center" src='media/items/remote.jpg'/> Curious, you pick it up and put it into your inventory. ''//Remote has been added to your inventory!//'' Maybe it's going to be of use sometime later. Or not. <<link 'Go back'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <<set $RoomArray.delete ("eventVacRoom")>> <<if !setup.InventoryContains ("9")>> <<set $InventoryArray.push ({picurl: 'media/items/remote_inv.jpg', name: 'Remote', description: 'A small remote with two buttons.', actions:'[[Examine|ExamineRemote]]', id:'9'})>> <</if>>

A small, mysterious remote with two buttons. As you examine it further, you notice that there is a number written on the backside. <img class="center" src='media/items/remoteBack.jpg'/> ''"Room 150"'' Hmmm.... [[Back|Inventory]] <<set $DiscoveredArray.pushUnique("[[Search Room 150|Room150]]")>>

You decide to make your way to the room 150, not exactly sure about what you should expect. You hope that you will finally meet someone who's at least a little bit sane and not some sex-obsessed pervert. As always, the corridors changed their appereance but the numbers on the doors remained the same. Soon enough you find the room nr. 150 and your steps become more hesitant as you walk towards it. What's waiting for you on the other side of the door? There's only one way to find out... [[Enter.->Room150Enter]] <<link 'Leave be for now.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>>

You take a deep breath and knock on the door. A shiver runs down your spine at the eerie silence in the hallway. You wait for a while but there seems to be no response so you knock again. <b class="girls">"Hello? is someone there?"</b> You hear a gentle voice plead from inside the room. <b class="girls">"Hello? Please, please help me!"</b> The distress in her voice sounds genuine but you're cautious nevertheless. [[Enter the room.->Room150Enter1]] [[Leave her be.->Room150Leave]]

The door creaks as you carefully open it. You walk inside slowly, looking around to make sure no one was there to jump on you. Your gaze falls to the pretty, young woman who is <<linkappend 'whimpering on the floor.'>> <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/vacbed1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> She seems to be trapped in what seemed to be a sealed vacuum bed. <b class="girls">"Please... please help me. Mistress left me alone but I know she'll be back soon. I can't take this anymore!"</b> You look around the room and back at the door, your thoughts racing. Hopefully, you will figure something out before her mistress returns. [[Use the remote.->eventRemoteVac]] [[Leave her be.->Room150Leave]] <</linkappend>>

You take a step back, deciding that this situation is far too freaky for you. You've already experience quite a few odd things and there's no doubt that this place is run by psychopaths and perverts who'd try to lure you at any opportunity. With swift but quiet steps, you make your way back <<link 'to the safety your room.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>>

<b class="protagonist">"Wait...“</b> You take the remote nervously, unsure which of the two buttons to press. You ask the woman for help but she doesn’t seem to be sure either. She fights against the rubber restraints yet her efforts are worthless. Time is running out, the mistress could be back any moment now. [[Press a button.->eventRemoteVac1]] [[Try to find another way.->EventNo]]

You press the uppermost button and wait for a few moments but nothing much happens besides the rubber loosening up a tiny bit. Still, it's of no help as you can't find any zipper or opening on the bed itself. [[You decide to press the second button aswell...->eventRemoteVac2]]

You search around the room but find little of interest. On the dresser beneath the mirror, you see a wide array of large dildos and you shudder at the mere thought of them being used on you. Besides the dresser and the closet, you find nothing else as the room is almost empty otherwise. <b class="girls">"Please, help! Try-try the buttons..."</b> With great hesitation, [[you take the remote.->eventRemoteVac1]]

<b class="girls">"Oh... no, no, no!"</b> The young woman gasps as the heavy rubber presses against her chest once again. But this time, she seems to be encased even tighter. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/vacbedencasement1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="protagonist">"Oh, god! I'm so sorry..."</b> You crouch beside her, feeling the curved rubbery surface as you try to find anything that would loosen it up. The girl breathes heavily against the restraint, her chest heaving beneath the black latex. You hear a rumble coming from down the hallway. It seems like the elevator is coming up... [[Run back to your room.->VacRun]] [[Hide in the closet.->VacCloset]]

Your gaze switches between the girl and the door, your heart pounding in anxiety. <b class="protagonist">"Sorry, I don't know how to help you. I really wanted to, I swear."</b> You make your way out of the room, trying to ignore the pleas of the young woman. <b class="protagonist">"What a fucked up place... God, what's happening here?"</b> You mumble to yourself as you run to hide behind the corridor just in the time as the elevator door opened. Quietly, you made your way back to <<link 'the safety of your room.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>>

You panic as you hear the elevator stop and you frantically look around, searching for a place to hide. As you hear the footsteps approach, you decide to hide in the closet across the room. You squeeze yourself among the plethora of rubbery costumes, the odour of their material sharp and gag inducing. A small space between the two closet doors allows you to look into the room as [[the Mistress arives...->VacMistress]]

<b class="maids">"I leave you alone for one minute and you're already whimpering and begging for more. You little attention whore."</b> <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/vac_mistress.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Your lips part at the sight of the beautiful woman and you almost gasp out loud. The mistress walks around her slave with a slow pace and the girl seems to be genuinely afraid of [[what is about to happen.->VacMistress1]]

<video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/caressvacuum.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="maids">"You're so impatient, even though you came like ten times today. Aren't you getting a little sore?"</b> She asks as she caresses the young girl's imprisoned body. <b class="girls">"Let me go, please. I-I had enough. I learned my lesson..."</b> But her pleas remain unheard as the mistress covers her head with an equally tight rubber mask. Her whimpers are now muffled. <b class="maids">"I should have done this sooner. But anyway, let's see how long you will last for our eleventh try..."</b> The sadistic woman grins as she [[pulls out her own remote.->VacMistress2]]

<video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/vacecstasy.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You watch the poor girl moan and writhe as a buzzing sound begins to emit from the vacbed. You sink into the rubbery costumes, a helpless feeling overwhelming you. <b class="maids">"Yes, that's right. I told you you will regret your disobedience, you worthless slut!"</b> The woman rests her heel atop of the writhing girl's chest, the display of dominance both frightening and arousing. The moans soon turn into muffled screams as the slave experiences what seems to be her eleventh orgasm today. You cannot even imagine what a mixture of pleasure and pain this punishment must be... <b class="maids">"Expect me back in a few seconds."</b> The mistress pushes the door open, giving her slave a mischievous look before disappearing into the hallway. [[Now is your chance to leave.->VacBedLeave1]]

Just before you exit the closet you think of taking some clothing with you. It's too dark to acutally see what's in here but the smell and the touch of the material says you that it has to be latex. On the other hand it's still better than walking around naked. [[Just leave the closet|VacBedLeave2]] [[Take something with you|VacBedLeave1b]] <<set $DiscoveredArray.delete("[[Search Room 150|Room150]]")>>\

<video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/adam/shemalefuck.mp4' type="video/MP4"></video> <b class="santini">"Well, big boy, where is your ego now?"</b> Your eyes widen and you gasp in shock at the unreal sight. You see your colleague, Adam, bent over the table with his face pressed against the surface while being fucked from behind. <b class="adam">"HMPF..."</b> Adam grunts as an answer. Even though you’re in utter shock at the sight, you’re very glad he’s still here, in this castle. In the corners of the room you spot two bulky shadows and you can only assume that these guys are the reason Adam doesn’t try to resist. <b class="santini">"Oh, I love men like you, you know? Coming here, thinking they own the whole world. What’s the matter now? You don’t seem that confident anymore!"</b> She comments while mockingly laughing and slapping his ass. Adam doesn’t reply. <b class="santini">"But you know what? I know how you feel right now."</b> She leans onto his shoulders, pushing herself deeper into him while whispering into his ear. <b class="santini">"Because I was just like you."</b> You are frozen, unsure of what to do as you continue to watch the surreal scene. After a few brief moments of silence, she turns to the window. You want to pull away but it’s too late – she saw you already! Your gazes meet for a brief moment and she winks at you before you manage to pull away, sprinting <<link 'back to your room.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <<set $RoomArray.delete ("AdamStoryLine1")>>\ <<set $DreamArray.push ("sleepAdamShemaleFuck")>>\ <<set $adamStory += 1>>\ <<set $santiniMail = $days + 2>>\ <<set $HelpArray.delete ("[[A grunting is coming from the end of the hallway|AdamStoryLine1][$energy-=25]]")>>\

<video autoplay loop muted><source src='media/adam/shemaleFuck.mp4' type="video/MP4"></video> You can't get the picture of Adam being fucked by that beautiful woman. She was so powerful. Even a macho like Adam couldn't do anything against her. You feel so impressed by her even after you woke up. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Wake up' 'WakeUp'>><</button>></p>

<b class="jackie">This is BS! Did they take your stuff too? Can't believe it. I promised my friends an instagram story. Thank god there is an all you can drink tonight...</b> [[Back->Mail]]

<img class="center" src='media/hotelnet/error.gif'/> The HotelNET seems not to work at the moment. There is nothing much to see. [[Back|HUB]]

<<if $shower == 0>>\ You step into the luxurious bathroom and close the door behind you. In the mirror, you see your feminine form and you cannot help but run your hands over the curves of your hips all the way up to your bouncy breasts. <b class="protagonist">"What the-... really?"</b> <<else>> You frown at the suction dildo attached to the door of the shower as you open it. This hotel is getting weirder and weirder you think as you turn on the water. The warm sensation splashes onto your face and you relish in the relaxing feeling. Soon, the steam fills up the whole bathroom, blurring the glass walls of the shower. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/shower.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Your gaze wanders to the large dildo as your leg accidentally brushes against it. Damn, that thing is big. <</if>>\ [[Soap up!->ShowerSoap]] [[Fantasize.->ShowerFant]] <<set $shower = 2>> <<set $showerLust = 0>>

You take the herb-scented body wash, pouring a generous amount onto your body before starting to slowly massage yourself. The combination of herbal smells and hot water eases your muscles. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/shower8.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You lose yourself in the moment, your thoughts running wild. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/shower11.webm' type="video/webm"></video> [[Fantasize.->ShowerFant]] [[Finish showering.->ShowerEnd]]

The pleasant moment allows you to relax and your thoughts roam only to stop at various scenarios which make you feel hot. A tingling sensation builds up between your legs. You feel horny. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/shower3.webm' type="video/webm"></video> [[Fantasize about girl on girl action.->ShowerGirlOnGirl]] [[Fantasize about being submissive.->ShowerSubmissionFant]] [[Fantasize about rough sex.->ShowerRoughSexFant]] [[Fantasize about latex.->ShowerBondageFant]] [[Fantasize about being spanked.->ShowerSpankFant]] [[Fantasize about giving a blowjob.->ShowerBlowjobFant]] <<if $showerLust > 2>>\ [[Use the dildo.->ShowerDildo1]] <<else>> [[Ignore your desires and finish showering.->ShowerEnd]] <</if>>

Deciding you've had enough, you quickly wash off the last bit of shampoo and body wash and step out of the shower. The sweet herbal scent lingers in the misty air. You dry yourself off and comb through your wet hair. [[You feel refreshed and satisfied.->""+$home]] <<set $showerLust = 0>>

<video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/fantasy2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You ride the face of a pretty woman as she circles her tongue around your clit. Inbetween the kisses, licks and divine stimulation, the girl makes mischievous eye contact, obviously enjoying the feeling of a juicy pussy grinding against her face. Her licks become more and more eager with each moment passing. It's almost as if she can't get enough of your taste. You spread your legs further as she sucks, licks and teases your dripping wet pussy. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/fantasy1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Your legs quiver and your pussy aches for pleasure. [[Fantasize about something else...->ShowerFant]] <<set $showerLust += 1>>\ <<set $lust += 20>>\

<video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/bondagefant1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You imagine the rubbery gag pry your jaw open, your legs bound together as the stranger's hands shamelessly grope your body against your will. The idea of being a mindless slave at the will of a master arouses you and your fantasies develop further... <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/bondagefant2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You're writhing on the floor, about to get abused and fucked in the most humiliating ways possible. You feel your pussy pulsate in arousal. [[Fantasize about something else...->ShowerFant]] <<set $showerLust += 1>> <<set $lust += 20>>\

<b class="protagonist">"Oh, god. Please, fuck me harder..."</b> You plead as the rough hands hold you in place. Your hole is being stretched violently and pounded hard. Your senses are overwhelmed to the point you're just a mindless slut unable to do anything but accept the cock abusing your body. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/fantasy5.webm' type="video/webm"></video> In your mind, the image shifts to various poses and scenarios but the theme of submission remains ingrained in every fantasy. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/fantasy6.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You feel your pussy getting wet and your body ache from horniness. [[Fantasize about something else...->ShowerFant]] <<set $showerLust += 1>> <<set $lust += 20>>\

The suit feels like a second, tight skin. You rub your hands over the shiny, smooth surface. The rubber squeaks as you move around, the glossiness emphasizing your curves and round breasts. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/latexfant1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> The idea of a tight, rubbery prison becomes very vivid in your mind. You can clearly imagine the way it sticks to your skin. In fact, it feels tight to the point it seems almost impossible to take it off. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/latexfant2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You really wish someone would fuck your encased body. Blood rushes to your crotch and your pussy aches to be filled. [[Fantasize about something else...->ShowerFant]] <<set $showerLust += 1>> <<set $lust += 20>>\

You close your eyes and imagine you lay on your stomach and feel your ass getting pulled up, your pussy and asshole on display. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/spankfantasy1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> A firm and sudden spank makes your butt jiggle. The sharp sensation feels good and you long for more, your pussy wet and eager. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/spankfantasy3.webm' type="video/webm"></video> There is something extremely arousing about being harshly punished in such a humiliating way. You imagine the hand hastening its pace, mercilessly slapping your reddened ass. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/spankfantasy2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> The hot scenario makes you hornier with each second passing. [[Fantasize about something else...->ShowerFant]] <<set $showerLust += 1>>\ <<set $lust += 20>>\

The moment you part your lips, you feel a cock force itself deep into your mouth. You relish in the salty taste of precum and the throbbing firmness of the shaft as you eagerly take in every drop of his juices combined with your saliva. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/bjfantasy.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You close your eyes, your mouth and tongue working to please the veiny cock as best as you can. Soon enough, you bring him to the peak and he spills the hot load all over your face. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/bjfantasy2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> If only it were real... [[Fantasize about something else...->ShowerFant]] <<set $showerLust += 1>> <<set $lust += 20>>\

Driven by desire, you inch closer to the dildo. Your hand travels down to your pussy, teasing the clit and stroking inbetween the lips as you spread your legs, eagerly waiting to fill up your aching hole. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/shower14.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You let out a moan as the dildo fills you up. You begin to grind yourself up and down, greatly enjoying the feeling. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/shower12.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Your ass bounces against the wet surface as you continue fucking yourself with the large toy. Your hole is stretched out and the slight pressure you felt at the beginning soon begins to melt into sole pleasure. [[Your movements are almost mechanical as you're driven by horniness.->ShowerDildo2]] <<set $showerLust = 0>>

<video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/o3.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="protagonist">"Oh, god, yes..."</b> The amazing sensation is building up with each thrust. Your pussy touches the base of the rubber cock as the whole length is inserted into you. You feel like a pornstar. Your greedy thrusts continue and your mind is now fogged by lust. Your pussy throbs in pleasure as you inch closer to your orgasm. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/o6.webm' type="video/webm"></video> [[You're so close to coming->ShowerDildo3]]

<video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/orgasm1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/orgasm2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Your loud moans are almost screams as your mind goes blank and your body gets overwhelmed by an extremely strong orgasm. The dildo is now soaked in your juices as you still slowly grind against it, trying to return to your senses. This felt amazing. A grin of satisfaction is visible on your exhausted face as you turn off the water and leave the shower. //You are no longer horny.// <<set $lust = 0>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Leave' $home>><</button>></p>

Your heart almost stops from shock as you see a barely clad woman stand in the hallway. However, upon approaching, you notice that it's actually a quite realistic looking mannequin. <img class="center" src='media/events/mannequin.jpg'/> You look up and down the hallway, wondering who would put a mannequin in the middle of nowhere. You eye the rather intriguing lingerie. Some underwear would be nice. Surely you could quickly slip it off the doll... [[Take the mannequin's clothes.->eventMannequin2]] <<link 'Better leave it be'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>>

You reach behind the doll's back, fidgeting with the hook until you manage to unclasp it. It's going to be a tight fit but it's way better than nothing. As you take the bra, you hear quiet footsteps behind you. Your heart pounds as you spin around, only to see another mannequin, equally uncanny but completely naked. I'm probably being paranoid, you think to yourself. [[Take off the mannequin's panties too.->eventMannequin3]] [[Maybe it would be better to leave.->eventMannequinBra]]

You hook your fingers into the elastic of the lacy panties, hurriedly pushing them down and dearly hoping that no one sees you in such an embarrassing situation. [[But, just as you are about to lift the mannequin, you feel a foreign hand grasp you.->eventMannequin4]]

<img class="center" src='media/events/mann1.gif'> Your eyes widen in horror as you feel the mannequin's hand glide up past your collarbone and grasp your throat. She looks at you with her lifeless eyes and before you can even scream, you feel a second pair of hands grasp you from behind. <b class="protagonist">"W-what the-..."</b> You stammer, your legs trembling in shock as you are met pressed between the two mannequins. No, this can't be real, you think to yourself. [["Please, let me go..."->eventMannequin5]]

Too afraid to protest, you stand stiffly as one of the mannequins begins to grope you. Her hands are cold but the touch feels almost human. <img class="center" src='media/events/mann2.gif'> <b class="protagonist">"I must be dreaming. I must..."</b> You shiver as you are being forced down onto the floor. The mannequin's grip is unnaturally strong. The second pair of eyes watches you coldly as your <<linkappend 'legs are being spread...'>> <img class="center" src='media/events/mann3.gif'> <b class="protagonist">"Uhh..."</b> You moan as your the mannequin pushes your fingers into you. Both of them are quiet, making no sound as one watches you and the other fingers your sore pussy. But you aren't held in the same position for too long. Soon, the second doll decides to [[join in on the fun.->eventMannequin6]] <</linkappend>>

<b class="protagonist">"Please, let me go..."</b> You whimper as the strong hands pull you up, spreading your thighs far apart and stretching your labia. You feel so vulnerable and helpless as the second mannequin kneels before you. She buries her face into your pussy, her cold tongue relishing the taste. <img class="center" src='media/events/threesome2.gif'> You don't know what's more embarrassing - being dominated by two dolls or actually <<linkappend 'getting wet from it.'>> Unsure whether it's the imagination from your lust-fogged mind or reality, you hear them breathe and giggle as they switch up the positions again. Your legs are still spread and there's still a tongue circling your sensitive clit. Soon, you're unable to hold any longer and you give in to the pleasure as [[you surrender.->eventMannequin7]] <</linkappend>>

<img class="center" src='media/events/threesome.gif'/> <b class="protagonist">"Aahh! Ahh! Oh god!"</b> You moan loudly as the mechanical and determined movements bring you to a climax. You feel your pussy throb in pain and numbness from the orgasm. You collapse onto the floor from the exhaustion, only <<link 'to wake up in your room again.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>>

You wake up, staring at the ceiling. The first rays of sunlight are weakly illuminating the room. Yet, somehow, your surroundings seem a bit blurred and hazy as if you were still asleep. You try to turn over to your side but your limbs remain frozen in place. They feel weightless, numb. All you can move are your fingers and toes. Even moving your head slightly requires immense strength and focus. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/paralysis.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="protagonist">"What the hell is happening..."</b> You think to yourself, yet your moment of panic gets interrupted by the sound of the door opening. Someone entered without knocking and you cannot even turn your head properly to see [[who the intruder is...->sleepParalysis2]] <<set $DreamArray.delete ("sleepParalysis1")>>

<video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/3paralysis.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="maids">"What do we have here... All alone and helpless."</b> The mysterious woman giggles as she climbs onto the bed, observing you like some piece of meat. You feel your breath hasten. You wish to protest as she grazes her inner thighs against your legs but you cannot produce a single word. Your grip to the sheets as her lips begin to trace down your chest. You're unable to do the simplest task of shaking your head. <<linkappend 'Your entire body is paralysed...'>> <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/paralysis3.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Her mischievous look is fixed on your frozen face as she removes the blanket and takes your already erect cock in her hand. Immediately, her mouth begins to greedily work on pleasing you. [[A part of you is glad that you can't protest...->sleepParalysis3]] <</linkappend>>

<video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/bjpar4.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Despite your numb state, you can still feel the hot wetness of her mouth. Her mesmerizing gaze feels almost unreal. The pleasure builds up quickly and you cannot last any longer. <b class="maids">"Oh god!"</b> You jerk your body as you come all over the sheets. Finally, you are able to move. And as you swiftly sit up, you realize that the woman disappeared. It took you a few seconds to completely wake up and realize you're still trapped in a woman's body and that the blowjob was nothing else but a dream. Extremely vivid but a dream nevertheless... <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Wake up' 'WakeUp'>><</button>></p>

<img class="center" src='media/environment/hallway3.jpg'/> As you sneak through the hotel corridors you find yourself in a rather exquisite area. Suddenly at the end of your current hallway you see a naked woman. She is heading your way while drying her hair with a towel. The way she walks tells you that she is not in the same situation as you. Her posture says she owns people like you. She is superior. You manage to sneak quickly behind one of the large plants that decorate the hallway. It seems she hasn't seen you. Before you can decide on what to do she disappears in a one of the rooms. Now is the chance to <<link 'get away.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> Though she left the door slightly open. Maybe you can risk [[to take a look|eventWatchMistress2]] to see if she is in the end someone who might be able to help you.

You sneak up to the door. As you approach you can hear a squaking noise coming from the inside but you are unable to guess what it may be. You peek through the <<linkappend 'ajar door.'>> <video class="center" autoplay loop><source src='media/events/putOnLatexMistress.mp4' type="video/mp4"></video> You watch the woman put on a shiny black latex catsuit. The only women you saw wearing such things were part of the crazy hotel staff. <<if $jaimeStory == 1>>\ A cold shiver runs down your back as you feel a finger tipping on your shoulder [[from behind you.|JaimeStoryLine2]] <<else>>\ You decide to hurry <<link 'back quickly.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <</if>>\ <</linkappend>>

Even as you take the bra and nothing happens, you still feel a strong sense of uneasiness. It wouldn't be wise to tempt fate and linger too long here. At least that's what your gut feeling tells you. You give the uncanny mannequin a brief glare before hastily walking back to your room. <<link 'God, she looks too realistic.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> //''Purple Bra added to inventory.''// <<if !setup.InventoryContains ("10")>>\ <<set $InventoryArray.push ({picurl: 'media/items/purplebra_inv.jpg', name: 'Purple Bra', description: 'A purple bra you stole from the creepy mannequin.', actions: '[[Wear|UsePurpleBra]]', id:'10'})>>\ <<set $RoomArray.delete("eventMannequin1")>> <<set $wearpurpleBra = 0>> <</if>>

<<if $wearpurpleBra == 0>>\ You put on the purple bra. It doesn't feel as uncomfortable as you had expected it to be. <video class="center" autoplay loop><source src='media/items/braputon.webm' type="video/webm"> </video> <<set $wearpurpleBra = 1>>\ <<script>>setup.AlterInventory ('media/items/purplebra_inv.jpg', 'Purple Bra', 'A purple bra you stole from the creepy mannequin.', '[[Remove|UsePurpleBra]]', '10')<</script>>\ <<else>>\ You take off the bra, feeling slight relief. <video class="center" autoplay loop><source src='media/items/bratakeoff.webm' type="video/webm"> </video> <<set $wearpurpleBra = 0>>\ <<script>>setup.AlterInventory ('media/items/purplebra_inv.jpg', 'Purple Bra', 'A purple bra you stole from the creepy mannequin.', '[[Wear|UsePurpleBra]]', '10')<</script>>\ <</if>>\ [[Back->Inventory]]

<b class="adam">Dude where the fuck are you?? I haven’t seen you in two days. Hope you didn’t die or something. This place is insane. Btw where did they place you? They put me in a group with this crazy hot chick as our leader so... I’m starting to really enjoy this place ;) Hope to see you and Emily around </b> [[Back->Mail]] <<script>>setup.ReadMail("Adam2")<</script>>

<b class="jackie">This place is so awesome!! I’m having the best sex ever! Can’t believe how often I’m getting laid here :D The girls in my group are really cool. I actually expected them to be some stuckup bitches but I like them. PS found some really kinky clothes ;) didn’t know rubber can be so comfy </b> <<linkappend 'Open attachment'>> <img class="center" src='media/jackie/latex_pants.jpg'/> <</linkappend>> [[Back->Mail]] <<script>>setup.ReadMail("Emily2")<</script>>

<b class="santini">I saw you! :) You were the cute looking one watching me fucking your friend, right? I bet you want some too of that nice little ass. Mhh I know Carter has an eye on you... but maybe I will get you before her. See you around! ;)</b> [[Back->Mail]] <<script>>setup.ReadMail("Santini1")<</script>> <<set $santiniJoin = $days + 2>>

<img class="center" src='media/jaime/jaime.jpg'/> You’re expecting the worst as you turn around and look at the stranger. Your eyes widen in surprise as you see that you’re standing before a rather handsome man… or woman? It’s hard to tell since the stranger’s face has androgynous features. The stranger is wearing a black leather jacket, similar to the one you saw a guard have. But judging from the mellow expression and non-threatening posture, you are severely doubting that the person before you is a guardsman. He holds his finger to your lips, gesturing you to be quiet. There is determination and seriousness in his darkened gaze and you’re uncertain whether you’re in danger or not. <<if !setup.InventoryContains ("S-Collar")>> His eyes switch between you and the room behind your back, before gesturing you to follow him along. You stop before a door. The stranger is cautious, looking around every once in a while to make sure you aren’t being followed. Then, he opens the door and enters the room, making sure you are behind him at all times. [[Go inside|JaimeStoryLine2a]] <<else>> His eyes widen as he sees the metal collar around your neck. From one moment to another he turns around and sprints away. <b class="protagonist">Well, that was weird.</b> You think to yourself. <<link 'You make your way back.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <<set $jaimeStory = 99>> <</if>>\ <<set $HelpArray.delete ("[[You can hear squeaking rubbery noise outside one of the neighbour rooms.|eventWatchMistress1][$energy-=25]]")>>\

As the door closes behind you, your eyes meet again. <b class="jaime">"You’re not one of them, right? Right.?"</b> His voice confirms your assumption that he’s actually a man. <b class="protagonist">"You mean… these lunatics walking around? Hell, no. I’m trying to avoid them at all costs. Who are you?"</b> You ask him, feeling somewhat threatened by his gaze. His expression softens. <b class="jaime">"I’m Jaime. Hiding too, huh? Seems like we two have something in common, then. Still, don’t think I’m trusting you completely… wouldn’t be the first time they’re playing tricks on me."</b> He looks around the room suspiciously. <b class="protagonist">"I see..."</b> You follow his paranoid gaze. <b class="protagonist">"Look, I’m searching for my friends. We got separated on our first evening, at the party-..."</b> <b class="jaime">"There was another party? Fucking hell!"</b> He curses, shaking his face red from anger. <b class="jamie">"Look, I can’t really help you find your friends right now. But maybe if we work together, we can do something against these sick fuckers. Though... I’m still not sure if I can trust you. Sorry."</b> <b class="protagonist">"And how can I gain your trust?"</b> [[you ask Jaime.|JaimeStoryLine2b]]

There is silence for a few moments before an idea comes to his mind. <b class="jaime">"The maids! They’re wearing chokers as a sign they belong to the head-maid, Mistress Sinclaire. No one touches them while they’re wearing it. Bring me one, by any means necessary."</b> <b class="protagonist">"What?! How am I supposed to do that? Can’t you just believe me instead?"</b> you try to persuade him. <b class="jaime">"No."</b> He scoffs. <b class="jaime">"Bring me the choker or get out of my way."</b> You sigh in defeat. <b class="protagonist">"Fine... fine. So, let’s say I do somehow manage to get the choker. Where do I find you?"</b> <b class="jaime">"Oh, you want to know my hideout? No way. I will make sure to seek //you// out."</b> You sigh again. The hope of finding a normal person in this hotel seems more and more unlikely with each new encounter. <b class="protagonist">"I’ll see what I can do."</b> <b class="jaime">"Aight then. Good luck."</b> He gives you a small nod before disappearing through the door and soon enough, you decide to <<link 'leave aswell.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <<set $jaimeStory = 2>>

Just as you turn the corner, you freeze in shock as you see one of the maids push her service cart down the hallway. She wears one of those hot, revealing maid costumes you saw when you first arrived at this place. Her pretty face is framed with red curls and around her pale neck you spot a choker marked with the letter ‘M’. Your eyes meet. A sly grin appears on her red lips. <video class="center" autoplay loop><source src='media/others/staff/moira1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Standing still and unable to move, you watch her with wide eyes. You’re unsure of what to do or how to react and your stiff posture is a stark contrast to the careless sway of her hips as she continues walking past you. <b class="maids">“Good morning, Ms. $lastname.”</b> She greets you with a sweet voice. Her long legs stride to one of the doors and you watch with intrigue as she disappears into the room. [[Go after her|eventMaid2]] <<link 'Now is the chance to leave.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>>

You look up and down the hallway, making sure you’re alone before approaching the door and peeking inside the room. <video class="center" autoplay loop><source src='media/others/staff/moira3.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Your posture is tense as your wary eyes observe the sultry maid. Your gazes meet but the brief eye contact ends as she returns to tidying up the room. An uncomfortable silence lingers in the air. <span id="error"></span> <<link "\"Uhm… Hello?\" You hope to break the dull quiet.">><<if $gagged>> <<replace "#error">>''Your muffled voice barely passes the gag and your words remain incoherent. The maid looks up, raising her brow and chuckling at your vulnerability. ''<</replace>><<else>><<goto "eventMaidTalk1">><<endif>><</link>>

<b class="protagonist">"Uhm… Hello?"</b> You hope to break the dull quiet. The maid looks up with a sly grin and stops working for a moment. <b class="maids">“Hi!”</b> She answers with a surprisingly sweet voice. Even though she turned her attention back to her duties, the eye contact between you two persists. <<linkappend '"So... you do belong to them?"'>> <img class="center" src='media/others/staff/moira2.gif'/> Her gaze switches between the shelf she is dusting and your face. <b class="maids">"Of course! Just like you."</b> The chance of finding a relatively sane person in this hotel is slowly diminishing. But considering the fact she hasn’t assaulted you yet, gives you a small shimmer of hope. [["Can I ask you some questions?"|eventMaidTalk2]] <</linkappend>> <<set $moiraStory = 1>> <<set $RoomArray.delete ("eventMaid1")>> <<set $RoomArray.push ("eventMoira1")>> <<set $HelpArray.delete ("[[You hear a wagon being pushed outside the next room.|eventMaid1][$energy-=25]]")>>\ <<set $HelpArray.push ("[[You hear a wagon being pushed outside the next room.|eventMoira1][$energy-=25]]")>>\ <<set $HelpArray.push ("[[Are those steps outside your room?|JaimeStoryLine1][$energy-=25]]")>>\

A welcoming smile appears in the corner of her lips. <b class="maids">"Sure."</b> <<linkappend '"What\'s your name?"'>> You’re met with a moment of silence and a courteous expression. <b class="maids">"My name is Moira. At your service."</b> <</linkappend>>\ <<linkappend '"Can you tell me something about this place?"'>> <b class="maids">"It's our home."</b> She answers quickly. <b class="protagonist">"Well, it’s definitely not my home. I’m being kept here against my will and they forced me to do things I... certainly didn’t want to do!"</b> you protest. Expressing your frustration feels like a relief, as it has been some time since you last spoke with a friendly person. You take a deep breath, finally relaxing a bit. <b class="maids">"It’s in our best interest. Trust me. Better yet, trust the mistresses. I used to be afraid like you when I came here first but now I’ve unlocked my true potential. I know what I’m capable of."</b> <img class="center" src='media/others/staff/moira5.gif'/> Contrary to her encouraging words, her face reveals a hint of sadness which lasts just long enough for you to question whether it was real or not. <</linkappend>>\ <<linkappend '"Is there a way to get out of the hotel?"'>> <b class="maids">"Of course!"</b> she answers cheerfully. <b class="maids">"Once you finished the training, the sad day of your departure will come."</b> Silence tells you that she won’t be willing to say anything more on that matter. <</linkappend>>\ <<linkappend '"Have you seen my friends? Emily or Adam?"'>> <b class="maids">"Sorry – I haven’t seen them."</b> Her answer is quick but polite. <</linkappend>>\ <<if $jaimeStory == 2>>\ [["That is an interesting choker you got here"|eventMoiraChoker1]] <</if>>\ [["I will leave now."|eventMaidTalkLeave]] <<set $blockInventory=1>>

<b class="protagonist">"Thank you, Moira. It was good talking to someone."</b> <b class="maids">“You’re welcome, Ms. $lastname. Hope to see you around!” </b> <<link 'Leave'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>>

With an apologetic look, you quietly open the door to the closet and stumble out of it. <b class="protagonist">"I'm so sorry..."</b> You whisper to the girl, afraid you might get heard by the dominatrix. Without any further lingering, you run past her and into the corridor where you make your way back [[into the safety of your own room.|VacBedLeave3]]

It's too dark to see what you grab but it's definitely latex. Time to go now. With an apologetic look, you quietly open the door to the closet and stumble out of it. <b class="protagonist">"I'm so sorry..."</b> You whisper to the girl, afraid you might get heard by the dominatrix. Without any further lingering, you run past her and into the corridor where you make your way back [[into the safety of your own room.|VacBedLeave3]] <<set $blackLatexHobbleDress = 0>> <<if !setup.InventoryContains ("8")>> <<set $InventoryArray.push ({ picurl: 'media/items/latexHobbleDress_inv.jpg', name: 'Latex Hobble Dress', description:'A black shiny latex hobble dress you stole from the closet in room 150.', actions:'[[Wear|UseLatexHobbleDress]]', id:'8'})>> <</if>>

<<if $curIDTop != 8>> <<if $curIDTop > 0>> You're already wearing something else. <<else>> You force yourself inside the black latex dress you got out of the closet in room 150. The latex is clinging to your body like a second skin. Though it's way longer than you've expected. The dress reaches down beneath your knees and holds your upper legs quite tightly together. <b class="protagonist">Running will be quite impossible with that dress...</b> you think. <<script>>setup.PutOn (8)<</script>>\ <img class="center" src='media/items/latexHobbleDressUse.jpg'/> <</if>> <<else>> You climb out of the latex dress with quite the effort. But in the end you manage it and put it back in your bag. <<script>>setup.TakeOff (8)<</script>>\ <<endif>> [[Back|Inventory]]

<img class="center" src='media/environment/hallway5.jpg'/> You stumble upon a service cart in front of an open door. You dare to risk your safety and carefully look inside. Thankfully, the woman before you isn’t some stranger but Moira who was just changing the bedsheets. Your eyes fall to the skimpy maid outfit which accentuated her lovely curves. <img class="center" src='media/others/staff/moira6.gif'/> Moiras eyes meet yours as she looks up. <<if $gagged>>\ <b class="protagonist">"Hmmppf"</b> you try to greet her but forgot you are gagged. <<else>>\ <b class="protagonist">"Hi Moira!"</b> you greet her. <</if>>\ <b class="maids">"Hello, Ms. $lastname!"</b> She answers with her usual, sweet tone before returning to work. <span id="error"></span> <<link "\"Can I ask you some questions again?\"">><<if $gagged>> <<replace "#error">>''Your muffled voice barely passes the gag and your words remain incoherent. Moira looks up, raising her brow and chuckling at your vulnerability. ''<</replace>><<else>><<goto "eventMaidTalk2">><<endif>><</link>> <<link '"See you around"'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>>

Almost instinctively, her hand travels to the black choker around her neck. <img class="center" src='media/others/staff/maidChoker.jpg'/> Her gaze narrows in suspicion. <b class="maids">"Why do you want to know?"</b> <b class="protagonist">"Just so! It suits you well..."</b> You raise your hands. The caution fades from her face and her usual smile reappears. <b class="maids">"Well... thank you, Ms. $lastname. It is a gift from Mistress Sinclaire."</b> She almost whispers her name, her gaze submissively falling to the ground while doing so. <b class="protagonist">"Who is she?"</b> you ask Moira. <b class="maids">"You don't kn- oh right. You're new around here. She is one of the five mistresses... leading us and our home."</b> You sense the discomfort in her tone. [[Ask her to give you her choker|eventMoiraChokerAsk]] [[Ask how to get a choker on your own|eventMoiraChokerJoin]] [[Try to rip the choker off her|eventMoiraRip]] <<link 'Nevermind'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>>

<b class="protagonist">"Well this may sound now a bit strange but... can you borrow me your choker?"</b> Moira looks at you for a moment questioning and then starts to chuckle. <b class="maids">"Definitely not. Sorry."</b> <b class="protagonist">"Haha... well ok!"</b> You say nervously chuckling with her. <b class="protagonist"> This was awkward... but worth a try</b> you think to yourself. [[Nevermind|eventMoiraChoker1]] [[Ask how to get a choker on your own|eventMoiraChokerJoin]] [[Try to rip the choker off her|eventMoiraRip]]

<b class="protagonist">"Can you tell me how to get such a nice choker?"</b> Her eyes lay some time on you as if she is trying to read you. <b class="maids">"Well... you would need to be a member of Group M. A servant of our lovely Mistress Sinclaire."</b> she says with a combination of proud and respect. <b class="protagonist">"So I would need to join your group, yes? Is there something I need to do for it?"</b> you ask Moira. <b class="maids">"I could bring you to Mistress Sinclaire. You only need to pledge your loyality and your will to her. Then you get a choker. Just say a word and I will introduce you."</b> she says as she leans over towards you with a sly and provocative grin. <img class="center" src='media/others/staff/moiraPic.jpg'/> [[Agree to join the group|MaidJoin1]] [[I... I'll think about it|eventMoiraChoker1]]

That’s the choker Jaime was talking about. Your mind races, thinking of how to act quickly and acquire it. Maybe just rip it off her neck? She wouldn’t be expecting it and you’re probably strong enough to do so. A part of you feels sad and guilty at the thought of misusing her trust, but you really wish to leave this place as soon as possible. You take the chance and jump on her, your hands reaching for her throat. Her mouth opens in shock as you both fall down. <img class="center" src='media/others/staff/moiraWrestling.gif'/> <b class="maids">"Wh- what are you doing?"</b> Moira grunts while trying you to get off of you. She grunts, wrapping her pale hands around your arms and trying to push you off her. She’s much stronger than you expect her to be and you can’t properly grasp the choker as she is writhing against your grip. <b class="maids">"Fu- HELP! GUARDS!"</b> She screams. <b class="protagonist">Oh, god. This wasn’t a good idea.</b> you think to yourself as you try to muffle her shouts by pressing a hand against her lips. Moira fights back like a beast, her eyes wide in shock and rage. Then you hear several [[quick footsteps approaching...|eventMoiraRip2]]

You try to pull away as you hear footsteps approach. Two large guardsmen stomp into the room. They are wearing leather outfits with spikes on their armbands and their faces are stern and determined as they pull you away from Moira. <img class="center" src='media/others/staff/guard2.jpg'/> You try to fight back as you’re being dragged away from the maid. One of the men crouches down to Moira but you’re too busy fighting back to see what’s really going on. You are carried roughly some meters away from moira. One of the man leaves you and goes over to Moira who still lays on the ground. Though you can't see what's happening you can hear Moira whimpering and squeaking. The man behind you forces your arms together at your back. He is way too <<linkappend 'strong for you.'>> <video class="center" autoplay loop><source src='media/events/guardTiedUp.webm' type="video/webm"></video> The rope around your wrists is tied in a tight knot, disabling any attempt on moving your arms. You can’t see what’s happening to Moira but from the sounds coming from behind you, you can assume she’s being handled in a similar way. Now completely defenceless, you are thrown onto the large bed. The guard presses his knee against your back as you [[writhe in protest|eventMoiraRip3]] <</linkappend>>

''"Give me her panties."'' The voice of your captor is solemn and rough as he growls the order at his colleague. The following squeaking of Moira says you that he didn't waste a second to follow that command. ''"There we go."'' the guard on top of your back says and suddenly a pair of red panties appear in front of your eyes. ''"Open wide!"'' You flinch as he shouts at you and starts shoving the silky fabric into your mouth. You struggle against the forceful shoving, greatly testing his patience. The guardsman is soon fed up with your protests so he presses his hand against your nose, blocking the air passage and forcing you to open your mouth in order to breathe in. <b class="protagonist">"HMHMPPF"</b> You moan against the fabric that is now shoved completely in your mouth. Any attempt on spitting it out ends in failure. <video class="center" autoplay loop><source src='media/bondage/gagged/stuffpanties.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You feel him leaning down to apparently catch something. The sound of tape being pulled from a roll makes you struggle more. You know what's coming as you see the black tape being lowered in <<linkappend 'front of your eyes...'>> <video class="center" autoplay loop><source src='media/bondage/gagged/stuffpanties2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> The clear tape is being wrapped harshly around your head making it impossible to spit out the panties or even make a sound at all. to make things worse, you feel the rough pair of hands shamelessly [[grope your backside...|eventMoiraRip4]] <</linkappend>>

<video class="center" autoplay loop><source src='media/events/assGrope.webm' type="video/webm"></video> ''"Damn, you have such a perfect ass."'' The guard comments as he continues groping you. ''"Yeah, be careful. You don’t know what group she’s in."'' The other one speaks up and your thoughts wander to Moira, wondering if she’s being restrained like you are. If only you could turn your head a bit more... You feel the same hands roam over your body, handling and turning you like some piece of meat. ''Apparently she belongs to no one. What a lucky day for me!"'' He laughs with malice. ''"Hmpf... this one belongs to Mistress Sinclaire."'' The guard holding Moira replied with disappointment evident In his voice. ''"Luck’s gotta be on my side too from time to time. Take the little maid. I will come later with this one."'' Your captor is now even closer to you as you feel his breath on the back of your neck. The moment the door closes and you’re left alone with the guardsman, you feel his touches turn more eager and rough. He fondles your breasts, tracing his thumbs over your nipples and squeezing your soft flesh. The sensation is painful but also… arousing? His hand wanders down your stomach and hips until it finally rests between your thighs. You can feel his fingers trace between your folds and beyond. Any protest of yours is met with a harsh grip and nudge. His fingers become more aggressive, exploring every inch of your body. Soon enough, the guard gets annoyed by your constant wiggling. He grabs a fistful of your hair, tilting your head up and forcing you to look forwards as he starts teasing you even more. <img class="center" src='media/events/bondageFinger.jpg'/> You’re ashamed at how wet you’re getting from such a humiliating situation. As his finger enters your wet hole, you inhale sharply and barely manage to stifle a moan. The firm rhythm drives you insane and without much control, you slightly part your thighs [[at the pleasant sensation.|eventMoiraRip5]]

His fingers are teasing you and makes you more and more horny. It feels so good and even if you don't want it you find yourself enjoying it. But the guard is far from satisfied. As he pulls his finger out of your dripping hole, you cannot help but feel slight disappointment. A brief moment of silence gets interrupted by the sound of a belt unbuckling. <b class="protagonist">"Fuck..."</b> You think to yourself. He turns you around with ease so that you are absolutley helpless in front of him. You shake your head, pleadingly trying to save the last bit of pride but the guard doesn’t care at all. He positions himself, lifting up your ass and parting your thighs even further. You can hear his heavy, eager breathing. Despite the sickness of the situation, the feeling of being wanted and desired only fuels your shameful sensation of arousal further. Your eyes roll back as he pushes his cock inside of you. His erection fills you up and you can’t help but moan loudly against your gag. As he starts to pound, any coherent thought you had disappears from your mind. <video class="center" autoplay loop><source src='media/events/fuck1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> His thrusts quicken and you squeeze your eyes shut at the mixture of pain and pleasure as he fills you up. He obviously doesn't care whether you're moaning from arousal or as a plea for mercy. But there is no doubt he's having quite a lot of fun with you. You can feel his hasty breath on your back as he fucks you even harder, to the point you feel like you're going to faint from the <<linkappend 'overload of sensations.'>> To your surprise, he pulls out and grabs your hair once again, forcing your face before his cock as he continued to stroke himself with the same pace. You close your eyes again as the hot load of cum drenches your gagged face. <video class="center" autoplay loop><source src='media/events/gaggedCumshot1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Slowly, you open your eyes and see him pull up his pants. He doesn't seem as aggressive now and his posture is rather casual as he searches for something in [[his pockets.|eventMoiraRip6]] <</linkappend>>

Distant chatter coming from around the corner alarms you. The strangers seem to be coming towards you and you manage to hide from their sight just in time. <video class="center" autoplay loop><source src='media/events/chat.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <<set _print = setup.GetRandomChat()>>\ <<print _print>> Once they're gone you <<link 'move on.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>>

Your captor pulls out a black cloth. This time you're not bothering with protesting or flailing. He stretches the elastic fabric over your eyes so you're no longer able to see anything at all. <video class="center" autoplay loop><source src='media/events/blindfold.webm' type="video/webm"></video> After tying you up, he pulls you onto your feet again. You feel weak and sore from the whole encounter and you cannot help but stagger as he drags you out onto the corridor. After several minutes of walking, you both suddenly stop. A painful kick in the back of your knee forces you to fall down onto the ground. The blindfold is now ripped off your face and you're blinded by the brightness of the room you're in. The floors, the floor, the ceiling - everything was white. <b class="sinclaire">"Hey, over here!"</b> A loud voice [[calls for you. |sinclaireFight1]]

<img class="center" src='media/sinclaire/sinclaire1.jpg'/> You look up to see a woman sitting in a chair. Her long brown hair frames her stern face. Your eyes travel further to the black, latex stocking and heels of the same, shiny fabric. The shine of her corset emphasizes her curves even more. <b class="sinclaire">"So, you're the bitch who attacks my girls?"</b> Her angry gaze makes you wish you could hide somewhere. Unsure of what to do, you look around... anywhere except into her piercing stare. Running away would be impossible, considering that the large guardsman is still behind you. In the corner, you spot Moira - tied up and gagged just like you. The guard who dragged her away is beside her. <b class="sinclaire">"Look at me while I'm speaking!"</b> You flinch as she shouts at you. The woman is now standing before you, her long fingers wrapping around your tape-wrapped jaw. <b class="sinclaire">"You. Attack. My. Girls?"</b> Absolutely intimidated by her, you slowly nod. Her lips spread into an evil grin. <b class="sinclaire">"You know what makes me really happy? The fact that you don't belong to anyone, which means you're my little puppet now. At my mercy. You understand?"</b> You're overwhelmed by dread. Tied and gagged, there is no possibility of escaping. All you can do is pleadingly stare into her eyes. <b class="sinclaire">"Fortunately for you, I'm a fair person. Isn't that right, Moira?"</b> You hear an overly enthusiastic sound from the other side of the room. <b class="sinclaire">"Ungag her."</b> You feel the guard's hands loosen the tape before ripping it off your face. You spit out the soaked panties, coughing and gasping for air. <b class="sinclaire">"You have exactly one sentence to defend yourself."</b> She says as she sits down again. Her stare resembles the one of a merciless judge. [[Keep quiet|sinclaireEnd1]]

<b class="sinclaire">"I see you’re not going to speak, hm? Fine by me. But know that no one attacks MY girls."</b> She locks her gaze with you, a devilish smirk on her lips. <b class="sinclaire">"Take her away. Turn her into furniture, since she’s not willing to speak. Sell her to whomever wishes to pay."</b> With this, the strict mistress turns away from you and leans back into her chair. The guard’s large hand shoves the panty gag back into your mouth before you can protest in any way. His hands work swiftly as they blindfold you and leave you in complete darkness. Fighting back isn’t an option. Once again, he wraps the tape tightly around your head, securing the gag in your mouth. As the guard lifts you up, you try to break free one last time but it’s impossible – the man is at least twice as strong as you are. With your feminine frame thrown over his shoulder, he leaves the room and navigates his way through the countless hotel corridors. Once you arrive at the destination, he puts you down onto a chair. His firm grasp on your shoulder intimidates you. ''"Stay here!"'', he grunts as he leaves the room. You can hear his footsteps turn more and more quiet until he disappears somewhere down the hall. YAfter several minutes of pressing silence, the [[door opens again.|sinclaireEnd1b]]

You reached the current end of this path. Thanks for playing and stay tuned! [[Go back in time|eventMoiraChoker1]] tfgamessite: https://tfgamessite.com/index.php?module=viewgame&id=1701 forum: https://tfgamessite.com/phpbb3/viewtopic.php?t=11194

<b class="protagonist">"Alright. I want to join."</b> you say overly confident to cover your nervosity. Moira is looking quite surprised but her sly grin is getting bigger. <b class="maids">"Ok then."</b> She goes back to her cart and searches for something. After some moments she returns with a piece of clothes. <b class="maids">"Sorry but this will be necessary."</b> She holds it up the piece of clothes up to your eyes. You try not to look nervously and nod. Moira puts the blindfold around your head and knots it up behind your head. The world around you gets black but your senses are still working top notch. Moiras hands are resting on your shoulders and somehow you have the feeling that she is admiring your body. <b class="maids">"I have to say you are very gorgeous."</b> You feel her hands now roaming down your body. Tracing the outlines of your body. <b class="protagonist">"I uh thank you."</b> you answer awkwardly. Just before you can say another word you feel a tongue being pushed inside your open mouth. <img class="center" src='media/events/blindFoldMoira.jpg'/> Moiras hands are now on the sides of your head and pull you deeper in her eager kisses. You can't help but embrace it as she is really passionated. This goes on for several moments before she pushes herself away from you. <b class="maids">"I'm sorry. It has been a long time for me... and I couldn't resist."</b> Moira says as you hear her fixing her hair and clothing. <b class="maids">"Now please take my hand and follow me."</b> She says after some moments. You feel her hand grabbing yours and [[taking you away.|MaidJoin2]] <<set $HelpArray.delete ("[[You hear a wagon being pushed outside the next room.|eventMoira1][$energy-=25]]")>>\

Moira leads you several minutes through the corridors and different doors. You've lost all the orientation after a short while. After some minutes you both stop. Moiras hand retreats yours and you're standing there all alone now. <b class="sinclaire">"Ah my lovely Moira. Who is it you bring to me?"</b> an unfamiliar voice says. The voice is stern and makes you shiver. <b class="maids">"This is Ms. $lastname, Mistress. She asked me if she could join our group."</b> Moiras voice is a bit insecure and you imagine her head is bowing downwards. <b class="sinclaire">"Oh is that so? Take of the blindfold."</b> <b class="maids">"Yes, Mistress."</b> Moira comes back to you and loosens the blindfold around your head. You're blended by the brightness of the room itself. The floor, walls and ceiling are out of a shiny white material making the room extremly bright. Once your eyes have accommodated you see the woman who has [[speaking to Moira.|MaidJoin3]]

<img class="center" src='media/sinclaire/sinclaire2.jpg'/> In front of you stands a beautiful woman with brown long hair. She is wearing black latex accompanied by a red latex corset. Her face is stern full of surperitoy. <b class="sinclaire">"So Ms. $lastname you want to join my group yes?"</b> She slowly walks around you looking at you from the top to the bottom. You nod quite intimidated. <b class="sinclaire">"We shall see. My name is Ms. Sinclaire. But you will address me of course as Mistress, understood?"</b> Her voice is like the hit of a whip. <b class="protagonist">"Yes..."</b> you nod but receiving a harsh slap on the face. <b class="sinclaire">"Didn't you forget something?"</b> <b class="protagonist">"Mistress!"</b> You hold your now red glowing cheek. Mistress Sinclaire seems satisfied with that and turns around to Moira. <b class="sinclaire">"Since you brought her here she is now your responsibility. Guide her through the first steps and I will let you be the judge if she can join or not."</b> Moiras face shows a mixture of shock and joy. <b class="maids">"Yes of course, Mistress! Thank you very much, Mistress. I won't disappoint you, Mistress!"</b> Mistress Sinclaire grins and dismisses you both with a hand gesture. Moira takes you again by the hand and leads you [[out of the room.|MaidJoin4]]

As you leave the room you find yourself in a corridor very similiar to the other ones of the hotel. The darker light gives your eyes some rest again. <b class="protagonist">"Well... that was interesting. I guess."</b> you try to break the silence as you follow Moira who still holds you hand. <b class="maids">"The Mistress seems to be in a good mood today. Come with me I'll bring you to one of the maid rooms now."</b> You follow her through different doors and end up in a room with a huge wardrobe. On the sites you can see dozens of costumes and dresses. <img class="center" src='media/environment/maidWardrobe.jpg'/> <b class="maids">"Alright just wait here. I'll search for the right outfit."</b> Moira begins to look through the different dresses. <b class="maids">"Oh and please don't touch anything. Claire got her own thing of order in here if you believe it or not. She would kill me if it's get altered."</b> She calls from between the dozen of dresses. After some minutes she comes back with a dress stand on which you can see a black <<linkappend 'latex maid outfit.'>> <img class="center" src='media/items/latexMaidCostume.jpg'/> She puts it in front of you and looks at you with an offering gaze. <b class="protagonist">"You want me to put THIS on?"</b> She frowns a bit. <b class="maids">"Well of course! It's beautiful and will suit you perfectly. This is the first step to join the group."</b> [[Agree to wear it|MaidJoin5]] [[Refuse to wear it|MaidJoin4No]] <</linkappend>>

<b class="maids">"Fabolous. Come on I help you."</b> Moira takes the top from the dress stand. <span id="error"></span> <<link "Put it on">> <<script>>setup.GetNaked ()<</script>>\ <<script>>setup.InventoryAddWithID (4)<</script>>\ <<script>>setup.PutOn (4)<</script>>\ <<script>>setup.InventoryAddWithID (5)<</script>>\ <<script>>setup.PutOn (5)<</script>>\ <<goto 'MaidJoin6'>>\ <</link>>

<b class="protagonist">"No really I don't want to wear that! It is way too pervert and all."</b> You try to persuade her. Moiras face darkens. <b class="maids">"Listen you asked me to help you. Now here we are. If you don't wear this you won't be joining."</b> You see she is more than annoyed now. <b class="protagonist">"Well... maybe I would like to overthink the whole joining thing again."</b> You suggest. Moira looks at you in disbelief. <b class="maids">"Don't even think about that. If you leave now Mistress Sinclaire will punish me for wasting her time. This is not possible.</b> Now her voice is sharp as a knife. [[Alright I wear it.|MaidJoin5]] [[I'm sorry, Moira. I'll leave now|MaidJoin4No1]]

You turn around and move out the door you came in. <b class="maids">"You will regret this. I promise."</b> Says as you walk out. <img class="center" src='media/others/staff/moira4.gif'/> You don't know where you are and you need quite some time to find anything similiar. In the end you manage it to find your <<link 'way back to your room.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <<set $RoomArray.delete ("eventMoira1")>>

You are a bit ashamed to stand completely naked in front of Moira. <b class="maids">"Stretch your arms."</b> She says as she helps you to put on the dress. It is quite effort to pull the latex over your skin. It is tight. Skin tight. After a lot of pulling and pushing the top sits tightly around your upper body. Moira returns to the dress stand to get the stockings and heels. She sees the look on your face and with a sweet grin she says <b class="maids">"Come on all or nothing. You look great!"</b>. She knees in fron of you and rolls up the stockings each. She lifts your foot a bit and unrolls the stocking onto your leg up to your upper thighs. The stockings feel even more like a second skin. The same she does with high heels. They're also black and almost look like one with the stockings. <img class="center" src='media/you/maid/maidCostume1.jpg'/> It feels so strange and the tightness drives you crazy. You can't stop trying to replace the clothing at different places just to be pinched by the latex as it snaps back as soon as you let it go. <b class="maids">"There we go."</b> Moira stands up and admires her creation. Her hands straighten the latex on your body but also taking here and there a handful of your body. She is biting her lip while doing this and coming closer and closer. Again she leans in towards you and your lips meet to embrace <<linkappend 'an passionate kiss.'>> <img class="center" src='media/events/lesbianKiss1.gif'/> You catch yourself enjoying this moment very much. The soft touch of Moira. Her gentle lips on yours. For a moment you almost forget the whole situation your currently in. <b class="protagonist">Maybe it isn't that horrible after all here?</b> you think to yourself. After what feels like a heavenly eternitiy Moira retreats from you looking at you smiling. <b class="maids">"Come to the mirror."</b> She takes your hand and guides you to the other [[end of the room.|MaidJoin7]] <</linkappend>> <<set $blockInventory=1>>

Moira leads you to a big round mirror and pushes you directly before it. <b class="maids">"And? What do you say?"</b> You can't believe how <<linkappend 'amazing you look.'>> <img class="center" src='media/you/maid/maidCostume2.jpg'/> Back when you were a guy you would have jerked off to such a woman nonstop. Now you are that woman. You can't stop admiring your beauty in the mirror striking different poses. Moira chuckles as she watches you standing there speechless. <b class="maids">"I'm glad you like it."</b> She whispers in your ear as she lays her arms around you from the back and places her head on top of your shoulder. After some moments she steps back. <b class="maids">"So. I'll have to teach you some things the next days. If you do what I say I'm sure Mistress Sinclaire will have no problem with you joining."</b> <b class="protagonist">"What things will I have to learn?"</b> you wonder. <b class="maids">"Everything at its time. I'll send you a mail where and we meet. Come here I'll show you how to get to your room the easiest way."</b> She explains to you which doors and corridors you have to go to go back to your room. <b class="maids">"I'm looking forward to see you again soon."</b> She says with a big grin and giving you a kiss before she heads out of the room. <<link 'Time to go back.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> ''//Latex Maid Costume has been added to your inventory!//'' ''//Maid heels have been added to your inventory!//'' <<set $RoomArray.delete ("eventMoira1")>>\ <</linkappend>> <<set $moiraMail = $days + 2>>

<img class="center" src='media/environment/memoryGameDoor.jpg'/> As you walk down the hallway, you stumble again upon the door which looks slightly different. There are several rows of rectangles on the polished wooden surface. You know what it means. Behind it is the room you already had to experience the memory game. You can't imagine going in there again considering you would have to endure the lesson again. Maybe it is worth though? Maybe you want it again? [[Give in and enter again->eventMemory2b]] <<link 'Ignore it and go back.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>>

You carefully step into the dark room. Once you progressed further into the unlit area, you hear the door behind you slam shut. You’re locked in again. <b class=protagonist>"Here we go again..."</b> The only comforting thought now is that it seems like you’re all alone here. You approach the monitor which is almost identical to the one in your hotel room. There is a big button on the screen, beneath the message which reads: <p class="hotelnet">Welcome to your hand-eye coordination exercise. Please press ‘Start’ to proceed and test out your skills.</p> As you know from before, the door will only open once you’re finished with the task. With a sigh, you press [['start'.|eventMemory3]]

The sound of clanking glasses catches your attention as you explore the seemingly endless corridors. You stop and turn to the source, approaching an oaken double door that's closed. You twist the knob to peek inside but, as if it were cursed, the damned thing swings wide open, revealing a rather fancy-looking bar. <img class="center" src='media/events/bartender.png'/> Frozen and terrified, you meet the eyes of yet another attractive woman who dampens your fear with a pleasant smile. <b class="girls">"Good day, miss."</b> She greets you before returning to her duty. With a gentle hum, she is polishing the glasses, paying no more attention to you. <<if !hasVisited ("eventBar1")>>\ Ask if there's a way to leave [[the hotel|eventBar1]] <</if>>\ <<link 'Go back.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>>

As you walk into the bathroom to take a shower, you almost get a heart attack. There is a human-sized doll standing in the shower. At least it seems like one. It has the curvy figure of a human but she’s clad into black latex from head to toe. There are no openings for the eyes or nose but there seems to be some kind of gag attached with a plug. <img class="center" src='media/events/showerDoll.jpg'/> Suddenly, it moves. You jump in surprise as you watch the doll curiously touch the wall. It seems to explore its surroundings though it’s unaware of your presence. Her head turns from one side to other, trying to hear anything. [[Speak to it|showerDoll2]] [[Quickly leave the room and hope it disappears|""+$home]]

<b class="protagonist">"H- Hello?"</b> You approach the doll slowly and carefully. The shiny black head immediately turns towards you. It stands still for some moments before starting to make muffled sounds. You can’t understand what it wants from you. Now tense and ready to sprint out of the room at the merest sign of danger, you stand still and observe what’s going to happen. However it doesn't. You really don't know what you should do in that weird and creepy situation. The doll then puts a hand to its face and removes the bung out of her moutch. With it coming several string of what you expect to be drool falling down on its body. It now waves you to comecloser still turning the head here and there figuring out where you are. [[Get closer|showerDoll3]] [[Turn around and leave quickly|""+$home]]

Maybe the girl inside needs your help. She obviously doesn't know where she is and the gag keeps her mouth open preventing her to speak. You slowly move up to her. <b class="protagonist">"I... I can't understand you."</b> you answer to the mix of moans and sighing coming from her. She keeps waving at you now her head facing you directly. You are still unsure but make a big step forward now standing right in front of her. In one hand she still holds the plug of the gag which is connected to it via a small silvery chain. You can see the inside of her mouth. Her tongue trying to stop the drool dropping out. Her other hand is slowly moving through the air searching for you. <b class="protagonist">"I'm here. Can I help you somehow?"</b> You say as you carefully meet her free hand in the air. Her fingers closing in your hand softly and you feel the unique rubbery touch of the latex. You feel her pulling you closer to her. At first you try to gently pull back your hand but she wouldn't let loose. Then you start to pull stronger back but like a machine she holds your hand now in a tight grip pulling you closer till your breasts touching hers. You try to pull out your arm from her grip or push her away with the other but it's like pushing against a concrete wall. She doesn't move a centimeter. All of the sudden she rips of the hanging plug from her gag and shoves it in your [[surprised mouth.|showerDoll4]]

Your mouth is pried open by the plug and you can feel the drool on the gag of her mixing with yours inside your mouth. Just seconds later your head feels strange. Not only your head but also your face and especially your lips. You feel that your lips are starting to inflate. They are getting bigger in just a few moments. But that's not enough. You feel some liquid in your mouth coming from the gag. It's thick and tastes very strange. But this releases you finally out of the shock. You take your free hand and pull out the gag <<linkappend 'from your mouth.'>> <video class="center" autoplay loop><source src='media/events/inflatedLips.webm' type="video/webm"></video> A big amount of drool exits your mouth along the gag. But you can't even stop it since you realize that you can't close your mouth. No matter how much you try you can't do more than to wiggle them a bit. As you touch them you feel that they feel just like rubber. And the size of them has increased significantly. You are way to busy realizing what happened with your mouth that you don't catch the doll coming closer to your face and suddenly give you a wet lick over your face with her tongue out of her [[open pried mouth.|showerDoll5]] <</linkappend>>

Her tongue leaves generous traces of something far thicker than saliva on your skin. The strange substance doesn’t drip. Instead, it hardens and grows on you like a second skin. You dig your fingers into it, trying to scratch it off but you soon find yourself unable to think clearly. It feels like there is a thick fog in front of your eyes and your eyelids are starting to feel heavy. In the moment of weakness, you fail to react to the treacherous doll now pulling a latex hood over your face. <b class="protagonist">"Uhh.. ahh!"</b> You try to protest but your words are slurred as large drops of saliva drip out of your mouth. Her hands roam all over your body, spreading even more of that mysterious, hardening liquid. Just a few moments later, it materializes into shiny rubber, encasing your whole body. No matter how hard you try, you can’t free yourself from the material engulfing you. It feels unstoppable as it grows a second layer, hindering your movements and stiffening your posture. <img class="center" src='media/events/latex_doll1.jpg'/> Now there is no difference between you and the latex doll. Even your vision is obstructed by the rubber. Your body feels different and your muscles aren’t obeying your command. The weakness overwhelms you and you can’t form a coherent thought. Having lost all knowledge of time, you aimlessly wander the hallways for days. The only thing that stops your wandering from time to time are the handful of strangers who decide to abuse your holes from time to time. You’ve been reduced to a mere sex object, and you will never be anything else. <img class="center" src='media/events/latex_doll_fuck1.gif'/> END: Involuntary latex doll. [[Recondsider your decision->showerDoll1]]

<b class="prof">"Yeah, yeah. I hear you, ma’am. I know, I know,… we lost many girls. No, I haven’t improved the recipe yet. I’ll try it on the next piece of meat. Yes, yes. Of course, Miss Santini."</b> A manly voice with a thick French accent seems to be speaking on the phone. It sounds like he is moving around the room slowly, paying no attention to you yet. <b class="prof">"Understood. Yes. Okay."</b> You hear a little click followed by a deep sigh and some mumbling on French. The footsteps tell you he is now standing before you. <video class="center" autoplay loop><source src='media/events/hangUpPhone.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="prof">"You know... if they wouldn’t pay me as much, I would have just blown this whole place up!"</b> He says. You can hear him sigh deeply. <b class="prof">"Well, let’s get to work then, shall we?"</b> A hand grabs your chin and tils you side to side as he seems to be examining you face. <b class="prof">"Oh, mon amour! You’re quite a pretty one. Too bad you pissed the wrong person off. Who was it? Probably Carter, right? She can be quite... compulsive"</b> You hear him walk away from you. The rustling sound of paper intrigues you. <b class="prof">"Oh, Sinclaire? How did you piss her of? Mh... Furniture. Let’s see which customer requests are still open."</b> Again, he moves around the room. You hear the rattling of what seems to be some container being opened. The man seems to be relaxed as he casually whistles. <b class="protagonist">I have to get out of here...</b> You think to yourself, growing slightly nervous. <b class="prof">"Mhh no. No... mhhh. Ah, yes. Candle holder? We were just missing one. Perfect."</b> The rattling sound returns as he shuts the container. <b class="prof">"This may hurt a bit, mon amour."</b> His voice comes from behind you just before you feel a little sting at your shoulder. Almost immediately, you feel like you’re losing your balance. Your whole body tingles as strength leaves each limb and after a minute, you can’t move [[a single muscle.|sinclaireEnd1c]]

<b class="prof">"So, let’s get to work!"</b> The man says before returning to his lighthearted whistling. <b class="prof">"First, give me your little head."</b> You feel something being placed beneath your chin with his hands on each side of your face. He then pulls his hand back over your head and you feel the rubbery layer press tightly against your face. He pulls the latex mask completely over your head and down to your throat, the material hugging your skin tightly. You find yourself unable to move at all. He straightens the mask with his fingers and adjusts the breathing holes against your nostrils. You feel something being placed at your throat just where the mask opening is. It’s a collar which is now being secured tightly around your neck, leaving you no way to remove the mask without getting rid of the choking accessory. <video class="center" autoplay loop><source src='media/events/latexMaskFeel.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You hear the man distance himself again. <b class="prof">"Could you please lend me a hand? Yes, thank you."</b> You hear him mumble, assuming that he was talking into his phone. Just some moments afterwards, you hear the door open again. <b class="prof">"Lift her, we gotta dress her up. Be careful not to damage her, yes?"</b> You can only hear grunts as an answer before a pair of familiar big hands [[lift you up from the chair.|sinclaireEnd1d]]

You feel like you’re being lifted up without much effort, likes some doll. And just like a doll, they begin to dress you up. The rubber is being pulled up your legs, the material stretched every once in a while in order to perfectly fit the curves of your body. As they reach your crotch, the man from before interrupts. <b class="prof">"Wait. Lube it up first. We’re not that cruel, right?"</b> He chuckles. After a few seconds, they continue to dress you up. To your shock and surprise, you feel your ass and pussy being penetrated by rubber dildos. It turns out they have to be attached to the suit since the toys fill you up more and more as they further pull up your new rubbery uniform. You feel arousal pool between your legs as the toys press against the crucial spots. The latex suit covers every inch of your body, encasing every curve and crevice. Just like the mask, it’s secured by the collar. <b class="prof">"Very nice."</b> The French man comments as he straightens the last few folds. <img class="center" src='media/events/latexBodyFeel.gif'/> <b class="prof">"Just some rope and we're [[done.|sinclaireEnd1e]]"</b>

<<set $drink = 1>>\ <h3>Choose your avatar:</h3> <p style="text-align:center"><<if $avatar == "p">>\ <img style="border:4px solid pink" onclick="chooseAvatar(this)" src='media/you/photo/blonde.jpg' id="1"/> <img style="border:4px solid black" onclick="chooseAvatar(this)" src='media/you/photo/red.jpg' id="2"/> <img style="border:4px solid black" onclick="chooseAvatar(this)" src='media/you/photo/brunette.jpg' id="3"/> <<else>>\ <img style="border:4px solid pink" onclick="chooseAvatar(this)" src='media/you/drawn/blonde.png' id="1"/> <img style="border:4px solid black" onclick="chooseAvatar(this)" src='media/you/drawn/red.png' id="2"/> <img style="border:4px solid black" onclick="chooseAvatar(this)" src='media/you/drawn/brunette.png' id="3"/> <</if>></p> <p class="hotelnet">Since you belong to one of the few lucky ones in our experiment, you are given the opportunity to change your name. What should the system address you as from now on? First Name: <<textbox "$firstname" $firstname>> </p> Difficulty of mini games: <label><<radiobutton "$difficulty" "0" checked>> Easy</label> <label><<radiobutton "$difficulty" "1">> Hard</label> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Let\'s go!'>> <<set $firstTimeHub = 2>> <<set $slutty = 1>> <<set $showInventory = true>> <<set $showPortrait=true>> <<if $drink==1>> <<if $avatar == "p">>\ <<set $portraitBig to 'media/you/photo/face_AJ.jpg'>> <<set $portraitLink to 'media/you/photo/blonde.jpg'>> <<else>>\ <<set $portraitBig to 'media/you/drawn/blonde.png'>> <<set $portraitLink to 'media/you/drawn/blonde.png'>> <</if>> <<set $preAva = 'blonde'>> <<endif>> <<if $drink==2>> <<if $avatar == "p">>\ <<set $portraitBig to 'media/you/photo/face_Riley.jpg'>> <<set $portraitLink to 'media/you/photo/red.jpg'>> <<else>>\ <<set $portraitBig to 'media/you/drawn/red.png'>> <<set $portraitLink to 'media/you/drawn/red.png'>> <</if>>\ <<set $preAva = 'red'>> <<endif>> <<if $drink==3>> <<if $avatar == "p">>\ <<set $portraitBig to 'media/you/photo/face_Adriana.jpg'>> <<set $portraitLink to 'media/you/photo/brunette.jpg'>> <<else>>\ <<set $portraitBig to 'media/you/drawn/brunette.png'>> <<set $portraitLink to 'media/you/drawn/brunette.png'>> <</if>>\ <<set $preAva = 'brunette'>> <<endif>> <<goto 'MainInit'>> <</button>></p> <<set $EmailArray.push ({id:'Adam1', new:'0', picurl:'media/icons/adamprofile.jpg', name:'Adam L.', mailPassage:'[[WTF?|AdamMail1]]'})>>\ <<set $EmailArray.push ({id:'Emily1', new:'0', picurl:'media/icons/jackieprofile.jpg', name:'Emily N.', mailPassage:'[["Those fuckers took my phone -.-"|EmilyMail1]]'})>>\ <<script>>setup.InventoryAddWithID (3)<</script>>\ <<set $realfirstname = $firstname>>\ <script> var previousPic; function chooseAvatar (pic) { if (!previousPic){ previousPic = document.getElementById ("1"); } previousPic.style.border = "4px solid black"; pic.style.border = "4px solid pink"; previousPic = pic; intro.ChooseAvatar (pic.id); } </script>

<img class="center" src='media/bondage/ropeTie1.gif'/> You feel your limp arms being brought before your latex encased body. Several strings of rope keep your wrists together now, secured by the improvised harness on your chest. Even though your hands are tied in front of you, the knot seems so tight and fixed, it feels impossible you will ever be able to free yourself. <b class="prof">"Alright, boys. That’s it. Now, my sweet thing you have nothing more to do but to deeply breathe in."</b> You feel something pressed onto your face and a sweet scent fill your nostrils. Even though you can’t see anything, you feel like the whole world is spinning. You loose your [[consciousness...|sinclaireEnd1f]]

Since you’ve been shipped to an unknown place, no one bothered to talk to you anymore. Still blind due to the mask, you can’t really figure out where you are. The drugs seem to have an effect on you too since you can’t move your body. Suddenly, you’re grabbed and turned around. ''"Put it there."'' You hear an unfamiliar voice say. The men dragging you, move you several meters before putting you by a wall. You’re standing straight with your hands tied together in front of you. You feel the belts being strapped around your belly to the wall so that you don’t fall over. After a few seconds, you feel something being stuffed into your hands. <img class="center" src='media/events/candleStand.jpg'/> From now on, you’re nothing more than a piece of furniture. Your only purpose is to stand still and decorate the room. From time to time you feel greedy hands roam your body and grope your breasts. END: Human candle stand [[Recondsider your decision->eventMoiraChoker1]]

Just as you open the door to leave your room, you are greeted by two guards who were waiting for you in the hallway. ''"Mistress Santini wants to speak to you."'' They say with a rather intimidating tone. The two giant men allow you no time to reply or protest as they grab you by your arms and drag you down the hallway. <img class="center" src='media/environment/hotelDoor.jpg' /> After several minutes of walking, they stop in front of a hotel room and open the door for you. <<if $gagged>>\ Just after that they turn you around and harshly remove your gag from your mouth. <<script>>setup.GagTheGirl("")<</script>>\ <</if>>\ They shove [[you inside.|santiniJoin2]] <<set $blockInventory=1>> <<set $RoomArray.delete ("santiniJoin1")>>

<video class="center" autoplay loop><source src='media/santini/santiniRim.webm' type="video/webm"></video> As you enter, your eyes meet with the gaze of a familiar woman. You remember her dominating and fucking Adam. She was the one who wrote you the e-mail. Her face is a mixture of pleasure and amusement as she’s lying on the wide bed. A muscular man is eating her out from behind and you can’t help but stare at the scene. <b class="santini">"Ah, you finally arrived!"</b> She moans in pleasure as she pushes her hips further back against the man’s mouth. Quickly, she regains her focus and faces you again. <b class="santini">"So, you might be wondering why you’re here. You saw how I fucked your friend’s cute little butt a few days back. In fact, I must tell you I had lots of fun with him."</b> You nervously shift from one foot to another, unsure of how to respond to that. The door behind you is blocked by the large guards. <b class="santini">"He told me about you and your other little friend. They weren’t nice towards you, right? Always teasing and bullying you... especially Adam. He loved to humiliate you."</b> Her gaze pierces you. Quite intimidated, you only manage to nod in response. <<if $maidCostume || $group == 'M'>>\ <b class="santini">"So I wanted to give you the chance to take ... revenge.</b> Her grins widen as she's biting her lip. <b class="santini">"Too bad though it seems you already have decided for a way..."</b> She eyes you up and down looking at your maid costume. <b class="santini">"You're missing a big chance here."</b> She winks at you. <b class="santini">"Take her back, boys."</b> The guards drag you outside the room and bring you back <<link 'to your room.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <<else>>\ <b class="santini">"I’d like to give you an opportunity to... avenge yourself.</b> Her predatory grin widens as she bites her lip. <b class="santini">"I know many guys like Adam. They always think they’re superior except they’re not. Am I right?"</b> Her back arches as she buries her ass deeper into her servant’s face. <b class="santini">"That's my boy."</b> [[She chuckles at him.|santiniJoin3]] <</if>>\

<b class="santini">"Sorry. Where was I? Ah, yes. I’d like to make you an offer. If you join my group, I can help you. I may not be able to retrieve your complete manliness... but surely some of it can be recovered."</b> She playfully winks at you. <b class="santini">"So, what do you say?."</b> [["I'm interested."|santiniJoin4]] //Shemale path// [["I don't want to be part of this madness."|santiniJoin4b]]

<b class="santini">"Hah! I knew I could count on you."</b> She pushes the guy behind her away with her foot as she stands up. <img class="center" src='media/santini/santini2.jpg'/> For the first time, you can completely admire her body in full view as she’s proudly standing before you. One could say she has the perfect female body if it weren’t for the big cock hanging between her legs. <b class="santini">"So, there is this little thing you must do to join my group."</b> She smirks as she begins to sway her hips from one side to another <b class="santini">"Get on your knees and pledge loyalty to me."</b> She rests her hands on her hips, looking at you with a sense of superiority. [[Get on your knees|santiniJoin5]]

Her face changes into a rather annoyed and disappointed look. <b class="santini">"That’s too bad. I’m giving you a once in a lifetime opportunity here, you know?"</b> She pushes the guy behind her away and stands up. Her impressive figure is now standing right in front you and before you can completely admire her shape, one of the guards kicks the back of your knee, causing you to fall onto your knees. Ms. Santini is now towering above you. <img class="center" src='media/santini/santini3.jpg' /> <b class="santini">"You won’t get another chance if you go now. I also won’t protect you from my girls."</b> She says as she meets your confused look with a devilish grin. <b class="protagonist">"I’ve... never seen any of your girls around"</b> You stammer. <b class="santini">"But they saw you."</b> She chuckles. <b class="santini">"So, what will it be?</b> [[I'll join you|santiniJoin4d]] //Shemale path// [[I still don't want to|santiniJoin4c]] //Activate shemale events// [[Decline politley|declineS1]] //No shemale events//

You fall to your knees. A very wide grin appears on Santini’s face as she steps closer to you. You can’t look away from her large cock. <<if $blowjobs > 0>>\ Since this isn't your first time sucking a cock now, you actually have a hard time admitting this to yourself, you grab her dick with a more or less confident gesture. <<else>>\ This is the first time you were so close to another shaft. The years of consuming porn somewhat prepared you for such an unlikely encounter, so you hesitantly reach and grab her cock. <</if>>\ If she really has the power to protect you and even retrieve your manliness, you should probably persuade her to do so. With that in mind, your lips slowly wrap around the head of her penis as you begin to tease it with your hot tongue. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/sex_scenes/blowjob2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="santini">"Oh, shit. Have you done this before, babe?"</b> you hear moan from above. You hear her moan and her voice arouses you, urging you to continue. For a brief moment, you take [[a deep breath.|santiniJoin6]]

Her face changes into a rather annoyed and disappointed look. <b class="santini">"That's too bad. I give you here an once a lifetime opportunity, you know?"</b> <b class="santini">"If you go now, you won't another chance, my dear. Also I won't protect you anymore from my girls."</b> She meets your confused looked with a devilish grin. <b class="protagonist">"I've never seen one of your girls."</b> You finally found your voice. <b class="santini">"But they saw you."</b> She chuckles. <b class="santini">"So what will it be?</b> [[Get on your knees|santiniJoin5]] [[Refuse her|santiniJoin4c]]

Ms. Santini shakes her head in disappointment. <b class="santini">"I thought better of you... nevermind. Take her back to her room."</b> She makes a waving hand gesture towards the guards behind you before returning to her servant. Two hands grab you harshly by your arms and drag you out of the room and back <<link 'to your chamber.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <<set $RoomArray.push ("ShemaleEvents")>>\ <<set $RoomArray.push ("ShemaleEvents")>>\

<b class="santini">"Haha I knew I could count on you."</b> Her expression smoothes a lot. <img class="center" src='media/santini/santini2.jpg'/> You admire her body in full view now as she stands in front of you. One could say she has the perfect female body... if there wasn't the big cock hanging right between her legs. <b class="santini">"So there is this little thing you do to join my group."</b> She smirks as she begins to sway her hips from one side to another. <b class="santini">"Get on her knees and proof your loyality to me."</b> She puts her hands at her hips and looks at you with a sly grin. [[Get on your knees|santiniJoin5]]

You stroll through the halls, once again in search for something useful. But despite the everchanging nature of most corridors, you find nothing at all. Now with your eyes on the ground, you make your way back to the room. <b class="protagonist"> "Hm?" </b> You stop as you notice a small booklet hidden by a vase. As you open the first page, your eyes widen in surprise. It seems to be the draft of a rather obscene comic titled "Tentacle Servant." [[Take it|ComicBookTake]] <<link 'Leave it be.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>>

You wake up to complete darkness in your room, your throat feeling parched. All the exploring and adventuring left you both tired and dehydrated. A part of you doesn't wish to chase away the sleepiness so you gently turn to the side in order to try to fall asleep but the thirst is almost impossible to ignore. Eventually, you sigh in defeat and decide to make your way to the bathroom. The weak moonlight coming through the window isn't enough to properly illuminate the room and you don't wish to turn on the lights and risk to completely chase away your sleepiness. So you wade through the darkness with your arms stretched out before you. The transformation changed many things about you but it obviously didn't change your clumsy nature. You stub your toe against the useless coathanger collecting dust by the bathroom door and scream out loud in pain. <b class="protagonist"> "Ouch! Fuck!" </b> You grip to your foot as the hanger falls down with a loud thud. <b class="protagonist"> "Damn it!" </b> You curse and hop [[into the bathroom.|Irina3]] <<set $blockInventory=1>>

<img class="center" src='media/events/faucet1.gif'/> The cool water cures your thirst quickly and once you're done, you sigh in pleasure and slowly make your way back to the bed. The throbbing pain is almost gone but it seems like you weren't meant to rest properly tonight as a knock on the door causes you to freeze in surprise.\ <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Answer door'>><<replace "#choice">><<print _t1>><</replace>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Ignore'>><<replace "#choice">><<print _t2>><</replace>><</button>></p>\ <<set _t1 = '<p style="text-align:justify"><b class="protagonist">"Yeah? Who\'s there?"</b> You walk over to the door and hesitantly open it, a thousand worrying thoughts racing through your mind as you peek into the bright corridor.\n\n<b class="protagonist">"Oh?"</b> You blink in surprise as you see an unfamiliar woman [[stand before you.|Irina4]]</p>'>>\ <<set _t2 = '<p style="text-align:justify">You stand still for a few moments, unsure of whether you should walk over and open the door but eventually you decide that your safety is far more important than the satisfaction of your curiosity.\n\nThe stranger knocks again but you remain firm in your decision. As quietly as possible, you make your way back to the bed and sink under the still warm covers.\n\n[[Trouble can wait...|WakeUp][$blockInventory=0]]</p>'>>\

<img class="center" src='media/npc/irina1.jpg'/> <b class="irina">"Hi..."</b> The woman gives you a somewhat concerned look. <b class="irina">"I'm your 'neighbor'. I'm staying in the room next to yours. For the moment that is."</b> Her gaze wanders to the dark room behind you and then back to your eyes. <b class="irina">"I heard some commotion and was wondering if everything's alright."</b>\ <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Answer friendly'>><<replace "#choice">><<print _t1>><</replace>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Answer cold'>><<replace "#choice">><<print _t2>><</replace>><<set $DreamArray.push ("IrinaSecond")>><<set $DreamArray.delete ("Irina1")>><</button>></p>\ <<set _t1 = '<p style="text-align:justify"><b class="protagonist">"Hi, nice to meet you! Yeah, everything\'s fine, thanks for the concern!"</b> You answer with a chuckle, not feeling intimidated or worried in the slightest.\n\n<b class="irina">"Sure?"</b> She asks again, taking a step forwards. <b class="irina">"You seemed pretty upset."</b>\n\n<b class="protagonist">"Yeah, yeah."</b> You nod. <b class="protagonist">"I just... I just stubbed my toe and the coat hanger fell over and-... I\'m just really clumsy."</b> You smile as you see her chuckle sweetly.\n\n<b class="irina">"Oh, I\'m no different."</b> She says with a cheerful tone. <b class="irina">"I was kinda awake, couldn\'t fall asleep and your cursing caught my attention. Guess I wanted to play the hero."</b></p><p style="text-align:center"><<button \'Invite her in\'>><<goto "Irina5">><</button>> ---- <<button \'Say goodbye\'>><<goto "Irina4b">><</button>></p>'>>\ <<set _t2 = '<p style="text-align:justify"><b class="protagonist">"I\'m fine."</b> You answer somewhat coldly, not wanting to fall prey to another lunatic.\n\n<b class="irina">"Sure?"</b> She asks, curiously peeking into the room again.\n\n<b class="protagonist">"Yes, I\'m fine."</b> You take a step back, ready to slam the door into her face if she decides to jump on you. Your experience so far has left you more cautious and wise, but also far more paranoid. <b class="protagonist">"If you\'ll excuse me, I\'m gonna go back to sleep..."</b>\n\n<b class="irina">"Alright."</b> She seems slightly bothered by your aloofness. <b class="irina">"Well, goodnight then."</b>\n\nThe girl hesitates for a second before [[returning to her room.|WakeUp][$blockInventory=0]]</p>'>>\

A knock on your door wakes you up. Who could that be in the middle of the night? After the second knock you decide to get up and see who it is. As you open the door you spot a familiar face. <img class="center" src='media/npc/irina1.jpg'/> <b class="irina">"Oh, hey! It's you again."</b> Irina smiles. <b class="irina">"Seems like we're neighbours again."</b> <b class="irina">"So... I don't want to bother you or anything but I get really lonely."</b> she wraps her arms around her body giving off a vunerable expression.\ <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Invite her inside'>><<goto "Irina5">><</button>> ---- <<button 'Send her away'>><<replace "#choice">><<print _t1>><</replace>><</button>></p>\ <<set _t1 = '<p style="text-align:justify"><b class="protagonist">"I\'m sorry. But this isn\'t really a good time right now."</b> You say to her.\n\nShe looks a bit disappointed. <b class="irina">"Oh okay. No problem."</b> she smiles sadly. <b class="irina">"Have a good night!"</b> She waves and leaves.\n\nYou [[return to your room.|WakeUp][$blockInventory=0]]</p>'>>\

<b class="irina"> "Oh, sure!" </b> She answers eagerly and immediately steps into the room with you. Before she can stub her toe against a piece of furniture too, you turn the lights on and invite her to sit down on the armchair. <b class="irina"> "Quite dusty here. The room service is kinda spotty recently." </b> She jokes as she sits down, caring little that her gown is almost exposing her crotch. <<linkappend 'So... can you tell me a bit about yourself?'>> <b class="irina"> "Name's Irina." </b> She smiles widely at you. Your eyes travel from her silken cleavage to the choker resting tightly against her pale neck. <b class="irina"> "And yours?" </b> <b class="protagonist">"I'm <<print $firstname>>."</b> You reply though your voice isn't half as enthusiastic as hers. <</linkappend>>\ <<linkappend 'Nice choker you got there.'>> <b class="irina">"Thanks!"</b> Her fingers instinctively trace over the velvet material until they rest on the letter B engraved in the middle of it. <b class="irina">"It's my... most treasured accessory."</b> <b class="protagonist">"Well, it does suit you well."</b> Your compliment is met with an excited chuckle. <b class="irina">"Oh, thank you! Anything else you wanna know about me? I'm feeling like a celebrity."</b> She drapes her long legs over the arm lean, eager to satiate your curiosity even further. <</linkappend>>\ <<linkappend 'What are you doing in this hotel?'>> <b class="irina">"Well..."</b> She tilts her head to the side. <b class="irina">"This and that. I'm a trainee, you know? I can't say much about it for now, but maybe once we get to know each other better."</b> <</linkappend>>\ <<linkappend 'How long have you been in this hotel?'>> <b class="irina">"Oh, I came here fairly recently."</b> Her gaze travels to the ceiling as she calculates. <b class="irina">"I think three months? I really like it here and, as you know, time passes quickly when you're having fun."</b> <</linkappend>>\ <<linkappend 'You mentioned you can\'t fall asleep. Anything bothering you?'>> <b class="irina">"You're quite inquisitive, aren't you? </b> She smirks. <b class="irina">"No, nothing special, Sherlock! I think I just don't like sleeping all by myself."</b> <</linkappend>>\ Her presence gives you a feeling of comfort. Your neighbor seems to be a decent girl and you dearly hope your gut feeling isn't deceiving you. Though her nature seems to be friendly and cheerful, you can tell she feels lonely.\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Offer to spend night here'>><<goto "Irina6">><</button>> ---- <<button 'Send her away'>><<goto "Irina5b">><</button>></p>\

<b class="irina">"Well, alright."</b> She leans against the wall, her eyes still longingly watching you as you take a step back into the dark room. <b class="irina">"Name's Irina, by the way. Don't be a stranger."</b> She winks at you, lingering a bit longer in hopes of catching your interest but eventually she decides to remain polite and release you from the conversation. <b class="irina">"Well... gotta go and try to sleep. Sweet dreams!"</b> She waves at you before heading back to her room. <b class="protagonist">"Hm, that was kinda unexpected."</b> You think to yourself, a part of you relieved that nothing greater came out of the encounter. With a yawn, you return back to the warmth of your bed. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Go to bed' 'HandlerIn'>><</button>></p> <<set $DreamArray.delete ("Irina1")>>\ <<set $DreamArray.push ("IrinaSecond")>>\

<video class="center" autoplay loop><source src='media/events/smilingir1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="irina">"I thought you'd never ask!"</b> Her answer is an obvious yes as she lifts her legs from the arm lean and makes her way to the bed. You're surprised by her straightforward nature but for now you're okay with this stranger sharing your bed. Drawn to her playfulness and openness, [[you both haste to the bed.|Irina7]]

<b class="protagonist">"It's getting kinda late... so, if you don't mind... I'm very tired."</b> You say as politely as possible. <b class="irina">"Oh, I see. I thought we were just getting started."</b> Irina seems surprised by your sudden mood change, but she doesn't protest. Slowly, her silken dress drapes down to her knees as she stands up and makes her way to the door. <b class="irina">"One more thing."</b> She turns around. <b class="irina">"You can always come to me if you need company. I'm mostly available in the evenings."</b> <img class="center" src='media/npc/irina2.jpg'/> And with that, she slowly makes her way out of the room, leaving you completely alone. [[You return back to sleep.|WakeUp][$blockInventory=0]] <<set $DreamArray.delete ("Irina1")>>\ <<set $DreamArray.pushUnique ("IrinaSecond")>>\

<b class="irina">"Sure..." </b>She gives you a final kiss before letting her head sink into the pillows. Despite your refusal, she doesn't seem to be bothered and is instead enjoying the closeness. <b class="irina">"I think I'm gonna sleep much easier now."</b> She hugs the pillow and turns her back to you. You keep close to her though you aren't giving her any suggestive touches besides a gentle hand on her waist. This is weird, you think to yourself. Inviting a stranger to share the bed is not something your rational side would allow but here you are. Soon your eyelids turn heavy and your mind wanders as you slowly [[begin to fall asleep.->Irina9]]

<video class="center" autoplay loop><source src='media/events/IrinaWakeUp.webm' type="video/webm"></video> The first thing you see when you wake up is Irina. It seems like the events of last night weren't a dream... and you're not sure whether you're happy or weirded out. <b class="protagonist">"Good morning."</b> You mumble into the pillow as you watch her playfully writhe before you. <b class="irina">"Morning..."</b> She stretches, extending her legs and curling her toes against the wooden bedframe. You watch her slowly stand up and [[make her way to the door.->Irina10]]

<img src='media/events/Licking1.gif' class="center"/> Irina doesn't wait any longer as she positions herself between your thighs. Her tongue is as eager as her moans, her hands gently holding your legs apart as she tries to please you as best as she can. Her tongue feels divine. <video class="center" autoplay loop><source src='media/events/oralirina2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> The sensation of her tongue on your clit is amazing. You find it easy to relax and soon enough you feel the orgasm build up, hitting you intensely and overwhelming your senses within a matter of seconds. <b class="protagonist">"Oh god..."</b> You almost fall unconscious as you collapse back onto the bed, your body still shivering. Now overcome with exhaustion, you see Irina crawl to the spot next to you. It seems like you're not the only one [[about to fall asleep.->Irina9]]

<b class="protagonist">"You're already leaving?"</b> You ask with disappointement. <b class="irina">"Yeah."</b> Irina stops before the door, hesitating for a few brief moments. <b class="irina">"I need to attend the training otherwise I'll be in trouble. I really, really wish I could stay longer. See you soon."</b> <img class="center" src='media/events/IrinaTurn.gif'/> <b class="protagonist">"I'll see you around!"</b> You wave at her, watching the silken dress disappear behind the door. You feel well rested. In fact, you feel as if you slept [[far better than usually.|WakeUp][$blockInventory=0]] <<set $DreamArray.delete ("Irina1")>>\ <<set $DreamArray.delete ("IrinaSecond")>>\ <<set $RoomArray.push ("IrinaPast1")>>\

<b class="santini">"Okay, that’s enough! I tried acting all nice and forgiving but you obviously don’t deserve that."</b> The last trace of friendliness disappears from her face. She nods at the guards behind you and the next thing you feel is a kick to your legs, forcing you down onto your knees. Before you can even react, your arms are pulled behind your back and handcuffed. Now unable to fight back you’re kneeling before Ms. Santini and a sense of dread sends a shiver down your spine. <b class="santini">"My cock isn’t good enough to be sucked by you? Who are you to decide?"</b> Her gaze raises to the two guardsmen. <b class="santini">"She's all yours."</b> She turns around and goes back to her servant who was ready to please her more. A rubbery mask obstructs your vision as it’s being pulled over your head. You blink in confusion at the odd accessory which is now covering only the lower portion of your face, a wide tube keeping your mouth forced open. <b class="protagonist">"MMMHPPF.."</b> You try to protest the two guards positioning themselves before you in a rather intimidating manner. One of them opens his pants, exposing his huge and erect cock. You pull your head back but to no avail. His hand forces you forward to his crotch. <video class="center" autoplay loop><source src='media/sex_scenes/maskBlowjob2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> He fucks your mouth impatiently and roughly as Mistress Santini ignores you. Obviously, you fucked up. Not long after, a hot and generous load of cum fills your mouth and drips down onto your breasts. Your eyes pleadingly look over to the Mistress but there’s no response. The guard’s rough hands pick you up and carry out [[of the room.|santiniJoinEnd]]

After several minutes of uncomfortable walking, the guard puts you before an unfamiliar door. As it opens, you’re met with a rather simple and cold room. Two small windows on the naked walls, a hammock and nothing else much. <img class="center" src='media/environment/cell1.jpg'/> You fall onto your knees, confused and shocked. You don’t move at all as a metal collar clicks around your throat and your wrists are freed from the restraints. The guard is kind enough as to remove the mask too. The remaining cum spills out of your drooling mouth. Whatever belongings you had are now confiscated by Ms. Santini’s guardsmen. As you’re left alone in the room, you can hear the door lock. Seems like you’re going to spend a [[lot of time here...|santiniSlave1]]

You haven’t even realized that Santini is now sitting on a couch as you’re kneeling before her. A moment ago you were in the middle of the room. What just happened? Were you so entranced by her? As you look up, all you can do is admire her now fully erect cock still glistening with your saliva. <img class="center" src='media/santini/santiniCock1.jpg'/> It looks so //tasty//... doesn’t it? Wait. You’re not gay... she’s a woman. Isn’t she? <b class="santini">"Honey, are you really only going to stare?"</b> She breaks your chain of thoughts with her remark. No backing out now. You actually want to please her, don’t you? Or is this just the price you’re willing to pay for your eventual escape... [[Worship her|santiniJoin7a]] [[Just get over with it|santiniJoin7b]]

<b class="protagonist">Fuck, she’s too gorgeous. I need her. I. Need. Her. Cock.</b> You can’t ignore your thoughts and the overwhelming urge. You almost leap forward and start to caress her dick with great eagerness. You relish in the taste and the texture and the warm sensation of it in your mouth... <video class="center" autoplay loop><source src='media/sex_scenes/blowjob3.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="santini">"Fuck, yes! I knew you had it in you!"</b> You almost can’t hear her as you’re busy [[worshipping her cock.|santiniJoin8a]]

<b class="protagonist">Alright. Here we go.</b> You say to yourself as you take her penis into your mouth. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/sex_scenes/blowjob8.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Rather hesitant you let the head pop in and out of your mouth. The taste... The feeling of it... it is not that... bad? <b class="santini">"Come on, little girl. I expect a bit more of you."</b> Santini interrupts your chain of thoughts as she pulls you to the couch in the room and pushes your head down her crotch [[with quite some force.|santiniJoin8b]]

You are getting more and more obsessed with it as each second passes. Santini’s moans fill the room and arouse you to the point you’re dripping wet. She starts to sync her movements with your lips, pushing yourself deeper into your mouth with each thrust. <video class="center" autoplay loop><source src='media/santini/santiniBlowjob1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You can’t help but to feel extremely happy at this opportunity to please her. Her blissful expression encourages you to suck harder. Santini grabs your hair, keeping you in place and allowing you [[no space to back out.|santiniJoin9a]] <<set $DreamArray.push ("sleepSantiniSuck1")>>

She’s getting closer. You feel it in her movements and the way her cock throbs. Somehow, the fact that she’s moaning and writhing all thanks to you is making you more confident. Her grip tightens as she pulls your hair. At this point, she’s the one greedily fucking your mouth and taking control. Her legs are locked around you. <video class="center" autoplay loop><source src='media/santini/santiniSuck4.mp4' type="video/mp4"></video> Soon, the salty sensation of cum fills your mouth as her body shakes in pleasure. You close your eyes and swallow the entire load with just a few drops dripping down your chin. Your tongue licks off the last bits of cum from her tip as you shudder in pleasure. Once you’re all done, Santini pulls you into a passionate kiss. <b class="santini">"Oh, baby. That was amazing! You’re all mine now."</b> She whispers to you, still out of breath between the kisses. Her legs embrace your torso as to keep you close. <b class="santini">"You have really done a great job. You earned your reward."</b> The sensation of cold metal wraps suddenly around your neck. You can see a guard behind you. <b class="santini">"Welcome, my little girl."</b> Santini pulls you in for one last kiss before pushing you gently away to stand up. [[Get up too|santiniJoin10a]]

Confused as to what just happened, your hand goes up to your throat. A cold metal chocker is tightly sitting around your throat. <b class="santini">"Here, take this."</b> Santini throws a small mirror towards you. You catch it and again admire her as she is dressing herself up. <img class="center" src='media/santini/santini4.jpg'/> After a few moments, you can finally pry your gaze away from her. You take a look into the small mirror and see a beautiful girl looking back at you. A shiny metal collar graces her pale neck and on it, you notice a golden ‘S’. <img class="center" src='media/items/s_choker.jpg'/>\ <<if !setup.InventoryContains ("14")>>\ <<set $InventoryArray.push ({ picurl: 'media/items/s_choker_inv.jpg', name: 'S-Collar', description:'Metal collar that has been locked around your throat. It shows that you belong to group S.', actions:'', id:'14'})>> <</if>>\ ''//S-Collar has been added to your inventory!//'' <b class="santini">"As a member of my little group, you have certain privileges. But also obligations"</b> Her tone shifts into a more serious one. <b class="santini">"Your sisters will introduce you to everything. All you need to know for now is that I am your mistress. You will only address me as such and obey my commands. Is that understood?"</b> Her gaze reveals authority but also affection. [[Yes, mistress.|santiniJoin11]]

<b class="protagonist">"Yes, mistress."</b> You respond submissively. A heartwarming grin appears on her face. <b class="santini">"Good girl. The boys will bring you now to your new home. You will live with the other girls in our wing. I’ll see you later."</b> She gives a subtle nod at one of the guards by the door before returning to the servant still lingering in the corner of the room. You have totally forgotten about him. <b class="santini">"So, tough guy. Where did we stop?"</b> She teases him, the man only responding with a whimper. One of the guards blocks your view, preventing you from admiring Santini any further. ''"Please follow me."'' Seems like you don’t have much of a choice. [[Stand up and follow the guard|SGroupJoin]] <<set $group="S">>

Mistress Santini is in front of you. You can feel her cock in your mouth and her hand on your head pushing it down. It feels good. It feels right. <video class="center" autoplay loop><source src='media/santini/santiniBlowjob1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Just before you can get your reward you wake up. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Wake up' 'WakeUp'>><</button>></p>

<<set _r = random (1,2)>>\ <<if _r == 1>>\ As you walk through the corridors you stumble upon a wall with holes in it of different size. <img class="center" src='media/environment/rooms/gloryholes.jpg'/> Somehow you know exactly what they are for... <<link 'Hurry back.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <<elseif _r == 2>>\ Around the next corner you hear a slurping sound. Carefully you peek around it. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/sex_scenes/gloryhole3.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You see girls in skimpy school girl outfits sucking cocks through holes on the wall. You can't take your eyes of them as they worship the big cocks. You <<link 'better hurry back.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <</if>>\

<<set _r = random (1,19)>>\ <<set $porn = _r>>\ <<if _r == 1>>\ The sound of coughing and muffled screaming comes to your ears as you walk past a door. Carefully you walk up to it and take a peek inside. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/bondage/bound_bj3.mp4' type="video/mp4"></video> <b class="prof">"Come on. You got to learn this."</b> you hear a man say as he shoves a pump dildo inside the girls mouth. She can't do anything against it as she is tied to the bed and a gag pries open her mouth. <<elseif _r == 2>>\ <b class="prof">"Obviously, the new model is way better designed than the last one."</b> You overhear the conversation coming from a room close to you. Despite your gut telling you otherwise, you decide to satisfy your curiosity and take a cautious look into the room. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/bondage/bondagecage.mp4' type="video/mp4"></video> <b class="prof">"What do you say, my dear?"</b> A man gently pats a girl, her head uncomfortably encased in a metal cage whose metallic bar also served as a gag to keep her mouth opened wide. <b class="girls">"A-...agh..."</b> Her incoherent reply leaves you wondering how much pain she’s actually in and how long has she been trapped like that. <b class="protagonist">What is going on in this fucked up place?</b> <<elseif _r == 3>>\ The sound of shoes clacking on the ground in an unregulary pattern makes you stop. It comes from one of the doors in the corridor. Carefully you walk up to it and take a peek inside. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/latexDoll1.mp4' type="video/mp4"></video> Inside you see a woman clad in black shiny latex from head to toe. Her hands are tied above her head as its pulling her whole body upwards making her stand on only the tip of her feet. She spins around as she can't find a proper stand. From time to time you can hear a very muffled cry emerging from her. Suddenly the feeling grabs you that this might happen to you too if you stay here any longer. <<elseif _r == 4>>\ <b class="girls">"After your last surgery, this should be feeling rather different now."</b> An unfamiliar voice echoes through the hallway, followed by a lustful and greedy moan. You figure out where it’s coming from and you approach the mysterious room, looking inside with eagerness. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/latexnurse1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="girls">"Yes, very good. How about... here?"</b> You can see a woman clad in a kinky nurse outfit, pressing a vibrator to the crotch of a latex-encased patient. The subject is shaking in ecstasy at the touch of the vibrator, writhing and arching their back as the nurse continues her little experiment. Fortunately, you’re hasty enough to hide before you’re spotted as you pry your gaze away from the scenery. What an... odd sort of therapy. <<elseif _r == 5>>\ Âll of the sudden you hear a cry of pain echoing through the halls. You stand still to make out where it's coming from. You hear a whipping sound and then again the cry. It seems to come out of one of the rooms to your right. Very carefully you approach the door and open it slowly. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/bondage/boundspank1.mp4' type="video/mp4"></video> <b class="prof">"You know why I have to do this, yes?"</b> A man stand in front of a tied up girl with a whip in his hand. <b class="girls">"MMHPF!"</b> An agreeing muffle comes through the gag of the girl. <b class="prof">"Good. But you angered your mistress. So we keep it on for a bit."</b> The man laughs before he whips her again. <<elseif _r == 6>>\ As you turn the corner, you find yourself in front of an opened door, staring right into an unexplored hotel room. A bright orange colour catches your attention and you step closer to observe the odd object in the middle of the chamber. <img class="center" src='media/events/latexcube1.jpg'/> It appears to be a woman trapped in a latex cube. She doesn’t seem to move in the slightest and for a second you thought it was a statue if it weren’t for the lifelike details visible beneath the rubber. <b class="protagonist">Shit! Is she dead?</b> You think to yourself as you approach her. <b class="girls">"Please! Let me out! Pleeeasee... Mistress! I learned my lesson, I promise! Please!"</b> The girl cries out between her sobs and gasps. Apparently, she’s expecting her mistress to return. For a moment you wonder whether you should help her get out, but you don’t even know where to start. Furthermore, the real mistress could be back any second. It would be wise to not make any dumb risks now, seeing how creative with punishments she must be. <<elseif _r == 7>>\ A wet and sloppy sound makes you freeze as you were walking down the hallway. It seems to come from the room to your left and you’re far too curious to ignore it. Carefully, you look through the thin crevice of the door and your eyes widen in surprise at the sight. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/bondage/bound_bj1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> ''"Come on. Not good enough!"'' A man shouts impatiently at a young and tied up girl who seems to be doing her best to handle the man’s huge cock with her mouth. She looks up to him submissively as he rams his dick down her throat. His size is apparent even as she deepthroats him and you take a step back, both disgusted and intrigued at the sight. His thrusts are rough and careless, but the girl doesn’t pull away. What an eager student she is... <<elseif _r == 8>>\ You stop before a partially opened door. A few muffled sounds are coming out of it so you decide to peek inside. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/sex_scenes/latex_blowjob1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> The dim light of the room is still strong enough to make out two figures on a bed. A man is lying down with a latex clad woman kneeling beside him and leaning forwards as to slowly suck his cock. The sight is extremely arousing and you wish you still had your manliness to enjoy such a pretty mouth wrapped around your own dick. <<elseif _r == 9>>\ ''"Good girls never fight back. Good girls always obey. Good girls..."'' The foreign, male voice carries an even and soothing tone. It almost feels like a chant. You stop by the room from where the sounds come and look inside. You spot a handsome man positioned behind a blindfolded and tied up woman. Obediently, she allows him to gag her as he continues to talk to her with the same intonation. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/bondage/gagged/black_ballgag.webm' type="video/webm"></video> ''"Good girls love their mouth gagged. Good girls always get a fitting reward..."'' You step back as you see the man stand up and walk to the door. Your heart threatens to leap out of your throat as you hide behind the corner, worrying that he may have spotted you. But to your great relief, all he does is close the door and probably return to his girl. That was close... <<elseif _r == 10>>\ The hallway ends with a smaller room which oddly enough isn’t separated by a door. You decide to walk in and almost gasp as you turn the corner and see you aren’t the only one there. ''"Getting tough to hold that pose, isn’t it? Well, you better stay like that, you slut."'' You hear the man shout at a woman bent over uncomfortably and sucking his dick. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/bondage/bound_bj2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You step aside, shielded from their vision by the thick wall as you continue to listen to the moans and the man’s stern voice. ''"That’s right. Don’t make me catch you roaming this place or there will be even more trouble next time..."'' The man doesn’t seem to be overly friendly. Perhaps it’s better to leave... <<elseif _r == 11>>\ Your curious nature doesn’t allow you to leave a half-opened door unchecked as the sounds coming from within it are luring you. A feminine, mischievous voice can be heard from the room and you look inside to find a dominatrix having quite some fun with an unfortunate rubber-encased slave. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/bondage/latex_pegging1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="girls">"Yeah! Take it all in, honey!"</b> Her breathy voice is mingled with gasps and chuckles as she uses her strap-on to violate the holes of her subject. The only sound that comes from through the latex is submissive whimpering which almost sounds like a plea. The dominatrix, however, doesn’t care much. <b class="girls">"Stop twitching! Good thing we have the whole night ahead to practice..."</b> The sentence is followed by her laughter, evil but seductive. Good thing you aren’t in the place of the slave, right? <<elseif _r == 12>>\ You were never one to invade someone’s privacy and spy on them, but things have changed quite a bit since you came here. Even though you are in search for something more useful, you can’t refrain yourself from peeking through a thick set of curtains behind which you spot a lavishly decorated room. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/latex_jerk1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> However, it wasn’t the décor that caught your eye but the stranger lying down and pleasing themselves in an envious manner. You watch him... or her stroke their huge cock as they writhe in pleasure. Luckily, they seem far too entranced to notice you, so you boldly linger there for some time, partially hidden by the curtains. The light reflecting off their suit is almost hypnotizing and so are their arched hips and breasts raising with each deep breath. But something feels off. Perhaps it’s the repetitive motion and lack of exhaustion, making it seem like the stranger is never going to reach their climax. After a while of observing, you decide it’s better to leave... <<elseif _r == 13>>\ You roam the hallways aimlessly, searching for something that would help you escape this sick labyrinth of perverts. As you walk past a door, you hear a few hushed voices coming from inside the room. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/crawl.webm' type="video/webm"></video> As you carefully peek inside, your eyes widen at the shocking sight. You can see a naked man dragging a leash as he walks with a proud gait. Your eyes fall to the naked woman who crawls after him as she’s being tugged by her leash. Her back is arched, emphasizing the alluring curve of her ass as she bruises her legs against the floor. <<elseif _r == 14>>\ There are a few rare rooms which aren’t empty or locked and this is one of them. Your hopes of finding something of use aren’t high as you peek inside and spot a couple on a bed. The scene isn’t as romantic with the man using the woman’s unenthusiastic mouth for a blowjob. But something about the way she’s used like a toy makes the heat pool between your legs. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/sex_scenes/blowjob4.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You watch her empty gaze as her head gently bobs back and forth. Her mouth remains open and no gagging or air gasping interrupts their session. If it weren’t for the occasional blinking of her eyes, you would surely confuse her for a doll. It’s probably time to leave them alone... <<elseif _r == 15>>\ <b class="girls">"Mmmh..."</b> The feminine moans catch your attention as you stop by the door wide opened. You’re frozen for a few seconds as you see the curvy woman eagerly work on a large cock. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/sex_scenes/blowjob5.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Quickly, you step aside and peek in, nervously watching and hoping she doesn’t see you. She sucks the dick as if she were entranced, her movements almost mechanical but still passionate. The drool moistens her lips and the shaft as she keeps going, determined to please the man before her. ''"You’re learning quickly. Just keep going like that..."'' He comments, resting his hand onto her head as to continue the steady movements. <<elseif _r == 16>>\ Well, this place doesn’t seem to be fitting for the rest of the hotel. A somewhat shabby bathroom surprises you as you open the door and enter inside. The walls are run down with all kinds of scribbles “decorating” it. A sound catches your attention. It comes from one of the four stalls, so you slowly open its door and almost gasp out loud when you see what’s going on. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/sex_scenes/blowjob6.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="girls">"Hmm..."</b> The woman before you moans in pleasure as she’s sucking a huge cock. Her skill is most impressive and the way she goes at it makes you almost... envious? She probably had lots of practicing opportunities. You wonder what sort of man stands on the other side of the glory hole and whether he was as entranced as she was. But it’s probably wiser not to tempt fate and provoke the wrong person... <<elseif _r == 17>>\ You peek from the darkness of the hallway and into a room. A pair of beautiful eyes meets your gaze and you immediately freeze in your spot as you observe a woman seemingly stare into your soul. Her look makes your legs weak and you can’t bring yourself to run away. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/sex_scenes/blowjob7.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Obviously, she doesn’t seem to be eager to tell on you. Probably due to the fact her mouth is stuffed with a big cock. A moment feels like eternity, but you’re soon torn out of your hypnotized state by the voice of the man fucking her throat. ''"What are you staring at, darling?"'' He asks her between his breaths but she doesn’t reply. Quickly, you step aside from her view and make your way down the hallway. Better safe than sorry. <<elseif _r == 18>>\ Many strange things are happening in the hotel and even now you aren’t expecting anything else as you approach one of the doors which was left ajar. You look inside, driven by curiosity and almost gasp as you witness this weird moment. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/bondage/bound_bj4.webm' type="video/webm"></video> That rubber costume must feel breathtakingly tight. Wrapped up like that, the person looks like some doll and the lack of defined features makes them seem even less human. Yet, you’re entranced by the slow movement of the dildo being forced into her mouth. You watch her deepthroat without much fidgeting or protesting, wondering how truly broken her mind must be. Maybe it would be wise to leave before someone notices you. <<elseif _r == 19>>\ A muffled moan inside one of the rooms catches your attention and with the door to it being ajar, you can't help but take a curious peek inside. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(172)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/masturbate1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You see a girl masturbating on the bed, her face buried into the pillows as she grinds her hips against her hand. So far she didn't see you. She seems to be entirely lost in the pleasure, her moans growing louder and louder with each thrust against her fingers. The sight makes you aroused too. At this point, you're so aroused, you can't even look away. The fear of being caught is diminished by your lust and entirely forgotten by the time she finishes and squirts all over hand and the mattress. <<set $slutty += 2>>\ //You feel less dignified.// <</if>>\ //Watching this made you more aroused.// You <<link 'better hurry back.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <div id="sources"></div> <<set $lust += 10>>\

As you progress down the hallway, you notice the lights turning dimmer as an odd feeling overcomes you. Yet, you cannot pinpoint what makes you exactly feel this way. Perhaps the floorboards aren’t as polished, or the walls aren’t as freshly painted. It’s difficult to tell. You stop before a door wide opened. A moment of hesitation later, you decide to muster up your courage and step inside, though your steps are wary and you’re ready to jump and bolt at the merest sign of danger. <img class="center" src='media/environment/rooms/office.jpg'/> The room looks exquisite, with dark wooden floors and expensive furniture. It seems to be an office. You wonder whether you should go snoop around. Maybe you could find something useful to get out of here or at least find out what’s happening in this cursed place. Anyhow, you should probably remember this room. [[Go inside|eventOfficeExamination]] <<link 'Better leave for now.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <<set $RoomArray.delete("eventOffice")>> <<set $DiscoveredArray.pushUnique("[[Go to the office|eventOffice2]]")>>

<img class="center" src='media/environment/rooms/office.jpg'/> The fuzzy carpet of the floor muffles your footsteps as you walk to the middle, looking around and searching for anything intriguing. The first thing you notice is the wooden table with the expensive looking leather chair. Behind it, an abstract painting decorates the wall beside a screen similar to the one in your room. And to the right, a large bookshelf reaches to the ceiling and spreads across the whole wall. [[Check the desk|eventOfficeDesk]] [[Check the screen|eventOfficeScreen]] [[Check the bookshelf|eventOfficeBookshelf]] <<link 'Time to leave.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>>

You remembered the way to the office and make your way towards it. <img class="center" src='media/environment/rooms/office.jpg'/> Again you find it empty. Carefully you look around as you approach the door. [[Go inside|eventOfficeExamination]] <<link 'Better leave for now.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>>

<<if !setup.InventoryContains ("12")>>\ You go to the desk to check if anything useful can be found there. Besides the boring office stuff like pens, there’s only one thing catching your attention. <img class="center" src='media/environment/rooms/folder.jpg'/> You find a folder with nothing written on it, but you still get the feeling you should peek inside. It’s far too tempting, isn’t it? [[Open folder|eventOfficeFolder]] [[Leave it alone|eventOfficeExamination]] <<else>>\ You go to the desk to check if anything useful is there. <img class="center" src='media/environment/rooms/desk_top_view.jpg'/> Sadly you find nothing of interest. [[Go back|eventOfficeExamination]] <</if>>\

You walk over to the screen on the wall. <img class="center" src='media/hotelnet/scan.gif'/> Even before you activated it, the familiar combination of light and sound appears. It scans you from head to toe. After a moment of nothing, a note appears on the surface. <p style="text-align:center" class="hotelnet">User detected. ''Miss $lastname.'' Unsufficent level. This terminal requires atleast an access level of A or higher. //''Access denied''//</p> <b class="protagonist">"Well... would be a surprise if something actually worked out for once."</b> [[Go back|eventOfficeExamination]]

You take a closer look at the large bookshelf by the wall. <img class="center" src='media/environment/rooms/bookshelf_office.jpg'/> You skim through the countless titles quickly, afraid of lingering too long in this place and get caught. Many outdated encyclopaedias and different books about medieval culture and architecture along with books about psychology and the human mind can be found. The name Freud appears rather frequently on the shelf. In the end, you find nothing of use. [[Go back|eventOfficeExamination]]

The first page of the document inside it is titled ''//Shipment #23.43//''. There’s a lot of pages written with a small font, formatted like every official business-y contract. You skim through the sites with little interest. <b class="protagonist">"Thank you for your order... Many years of experience... Long-term client bonus... Shipment varies due to the product acquirement."</b> Almost sounds like any order from an online shop. You decide to look through the <<linkappend "rest of the pages...">> ''Product 1:'' <img class="center" src='media/bondage/onoff1.jpg'/> //Young and willing. This high-end product is in our establishment for two years. Before the training, it used to work as a model. Its looks definitely helped succeed in that job. Now it wants to give it all to you, to please you in ways you never imagined possible.// <b class="protagonist">"Shit... these bastards..."</b> You almost expected such sort of sick shit yet you’re still shocked. <b class="protagonist">"You have to get out of here."</b> There is <<linkappend "another page behind this one.">> ''Product 2:'' <img class="center" src='media/bondage/onoff2.jpg'/> //Sweet 19 years old college freshman. This product spent most of its college days partying and dating. A change in its life came when it met one of our scouts. It has definitely kept its fiery personality, despite the training. Therefore, you get a free set of rope and tape with the shipment.// <b class="protagonist">"Sick..."</b> <<if previous () == "eventOfficeDesk">>\ Perhaps it would be wise to keep this as a proof once you manage to escape and report this hellhole. You put the folder into your bag. <<if !setup.InventoryContains ("12")>> <<set $InventoryArray.push ({picurl: 'media/items/folder_inv.jpg', name: 'Office folder', description: 'A folder you found in the office.', actions:'[[Read|eventOfficeFolder]]', id:'12'})>> <</if>> ''//Office folder has been added to your inventory!//'' <img src='media/icons/lockopen.jpg'/> ''//Action or dialog option unlocked!//'' [[Put the folder away|eventOfficeDesk]] <<if !$wearSkimask>><<set $RoomArray.push ("noMaskPunishment")>><</if>>\ <<else>>\ [[Put the folder away|Inventory]] <</if>>\ <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>>

End of content. This path ends here right now. I consider though to expand it. Possible pathes from here are the life as a slave for Santini and her group. Or maybe you actually can get out of this situation? If you'd like to play this path further let me know. tfgamessite: https://tfgamessite.com/index.php?module=viewgame&id=1701 forum: https://tfgamessite.com/phpbb3/viewtopic.php?t=11194 <<button 'Go back in time'>> <<goto "santiniJoin1">> <</button>>

As you turn around the corner of the hallway you spot something laying on the floor some meters away from you. You slowly move forward. <img class="center" src='media/events/high_heels_on_floor.jpg'/> A pair of black high heels is laying in fron of a closed door. There is noone to be seen in the corridor but you can hear a lot of moaning and smacking from the inside of the room. You consider to just take the high heels with you. [[Take the high heels|eventHighHeelsTake]] <<link 'Leave them.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>>

You take the high heels and put them in your back. ''//Black high heels have been added to your inventory!//'' <<link 'Go back.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <<if !setup.InventoryContains ("11")>>\ <<set $InventoryArray.push ({picurl: 'media/items/high_heels1_inv.jpg', name: 'Black high heels', description: 'A pair of black plateau high heels.', actions: '[[Wear|WearHighHeels]]', id:'11' })>>\ <<set $RoomArray.delete("eventHighHeels")>> <</if>> <<set $ashleyMail = $days + 2>>

<<if $curIDShoes != 11>>\ <<if $curIDShoes > 0>> You're already wearing something. <<else>> <img src='media/items/high_heels1.jpg'/> You slip the high heels onto your feet. It feels strange to wear heels. They make you quite a bit higher and you have a hard time walking in them. <<script>>setup.PutOn (11)<</script>>\ <</if>> <<else>>\ You slip out of the boots. <<script>>setup.TakeOff (11)<</script>>\ <</if>>\ [[Back|Inventory]] <div id="sources"></div>

<video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/santini/santiniSuck3.mp4' type="video/mp4"></video> The whole thing turned from you giving her head into her fucking your mouth. Her hands clutch to your head, pushing it down onto her crotch as she fucks your throat. You can’t help but feel somewhat aroused. She’s beautiful and the way she just uses you, makes you feel very eager to be submissive. The way she moans just because of you... it feels amazing. You catch a brief moment to take a deep breath before continuing with enthusiasm. You want [[her satisfied, right?|santiniJoin9b]]

<video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/santini/santini_suck5.webm' type="video/webm"></video> It starts to feel easier and easier to suck her big cock and she seems to be very satisfied with your performance so far. <b class="santini">"Ah, much better, baby!"</b> She says between her moans. <b class="santini">"Though we must work on your dedication. I’m going to cum down your throat and you’ll love it!"</b> She laughs and right afterwards, you feel a strong hand in the back of your neck press your [[head against her cock.|santiniJoin10b]] <<set $DreamArray.push ("sleepSantiniSuck2")>>

<video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/santini/santini_suck6.webm' type="video/webm"></video> One of the guards must have approached from behind as the hand continues to force your mouth further down her shaft. You can’t do much but listen to her moans and feel her cock start to twitch inside your mouth. <b class="santini">"Fuuuuck!"</b> With one big cry of pleasure she shoots her thick load of cum right down your throat, almost making you choke. The guard, however, keeps his grip on you until the very last drop is saved in your mouth. Once you’re released from his grip, you stand up and take a deep breath. A stream of drool and cum drips down your chin and you feel your head spin from arousal and adrenaline. In such a state, you almost fail to notice the metallic clasp of a choker around your throat. <b class="santini">"Welcome, my little girl."</b> Santini pulls you in for a kiss before pushing you gently [[away to stand up.|santiniJoin10a]]

<video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/santini/santini_suck5.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You're back again in that room with Mistress Santini. Her cock in your mouth and you eagerly pleasing her. The taste... The feeling... It feels so good... <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Wake up' 'WakeUp'>><</button>></p>

<b class="carter">Welcome to our hotel! This goes to all the lovely new visitors I couldn't meet personally yet. Some of you may be asking themselves what is going on. But do not worry. We have been doing our business for many, many years now and our methods may be unorthodox but they are effective. I know that some of you won't be happy with this answer since you are in a rather different situation than you may have expected. But this is all part of the plan. We provide you a completely individualized training and a unique experience. Therefore we use the most advanced technology produced by years of experience in the psychology field. But a lot lays in your own hands! Only together we can bring out the best in you. For succeeding in such we can't tell you anything about the program itself. But our house is split in 5 groups. Each very specific in what they do and represent. The mistresses of the groups will reach out to you and advertise their group. But enough rambling. Your training awaits. Go out and embrace the program. As a little kickstart there is a small attachment which includes an automatically generated study material based on your behaviour, personality and data.</b> [[Open attachment|CarterMail1Attachment]] [[Back->Mail]] <<script>>setup.ReadMail("Carter1")<</script>>

<video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/hypno/hypno2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/hypno/hypno3.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/hypno/hypno4.webm' type="video/webm"></video> [[Back|CarterMail1]]

<b class="girls">"Huh? Why would you even think about leaving?"</b> She looks genuinely confused. Maybe even offended. <b class="protagonist">"Ah... nevermind."</b> You clear your throat, thinking of some other topic to make her less suspicious about you. <b class="protagonist">"Can I ordersomething?"</b> <b class="girls">"Well, of course."</b> A small smile reappears on her lips as she continues to polish the glasses. <b class="girls">"What would you like?"</b> <b class="protagonist">"Whatever you can recommend me. Maybe something strong?"</b> You sit down, sighing in defeat at yet another fruitless attempt on finding information. Seems like everyone around here is equally brainwashed and unhelpful. <b class="girls">"You're looking really tired, if I may say so."</b> She comments. <b class="girls">"I think I have something to help you sleep better."</b> She turns around to the huge array of bottles, glasses and mugs. <img class="center" src='media/items/tea.jpg'/> <b class="protagonist">"Hah."</b> You chuckle at the message on the mug. Perfectly fitting for you. <b class="girls">"Just take it if you wish to have a good sleep. Sorry, gotta go back to work."</b> How weird, you think as you take the mug and <<link 'leave the bar.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <<if !setup.InventoryContains ("13")>> <<set $InventoryArray.push ({ picurl: 'media/items/tea_inv.jpg', name: 'Yellow mug', description:'A yellow mug with tea you got from the bartender. Inside it is something looking like tea.', actions:'[[Drink|UseTea]]', id:'13'})>> <</if>>

<<if $energy < 1 && $previousPassage == $home>> You sit down onto the bed and take another look at the mug. It smells like tea. It probably is tea. <img class="center" src='media/items/tea.jpg'/> Drinking something you don't exactly know what it is, especially from a stranger isn't something you'd usually do. But to hell with it. A few gulps later, the mug is empty and you find the aftertaste rather pleasant. It doesn't take more than a minute for your eyelids to turn heavy and the bed never looked as tempting as it does now. You lean back and splay out your arms, your body entirely relaxing into the soft mattress. Suddenly, a strange sensation overcomes you. Unlike tiredness, it's completely unfamiliar. The colors around you become intense, your vision is distorted. Objects change, getting bigger and then smaller as you slowly feel panic creep into your mind. Your limbs turn from heavy to immobile and the whole room seems to spin around you. The pressure is too much, you [[faint...|rlDream1]] <<else>> The woman at the bar said I should take it before I go to sleep. If I really take it I better do it correctly. Don't want to fall asleep somewhere on the floor. [[Back|Inventory]] <</if>>

<video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/sleep/rl/fall1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/sleep/rl/fall2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You are falling from great heights, trying to avoid psychedelic obstacles which flash around you in all sorts of colors. The fall accelerates, it feels like you are coming down from the atmosphere onto the earth. You fall through flashing clouds, you see familiar mountains and rivers, and soon enough your city as the buildings grow bigger and more visible. You try to scream but no sound escapes your throat as you continue to fall. Now you can see your district, your building, your roof. You crash right through it, painlessly. You land in your bed, feathers flying around you as you hit the pillow [[with your head.|rlDream2]] <<script>>setup.AlterInventory ('media/items/tea_inv.jpg', 'Yellow mug', 'A yellow mug with tea you got from the bartender. It\'s empty.', '[[Use|UseMug]]', id:'13')<</script>>\ <<set $showInventory = false>> <<set $showPortrait = false>> <<set $energy = -1>>

<video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(2)"><source src='media/events/sleep/rl/wakeup.webm' type="video/webm"></video> With a terrified scream, you sit up on the bed and wave your arms around you as if trying to chase the nightmare away. <b class="protagonist">"Fuck!!"</b> You gasp as you mindlessly look around and slowly calm down as you take in the familiar surroundings. <img class="center" src='media/events/sleep/rl/wakeup2.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(1)"/> You are in your room. Like, your old room. You real room! You tear the blanket off and almost scream as you see that you are once again a man. Without wasting another breath, you rush to the mirror in your bathroom to [[confirm your gender.|rlDream3]] <div id="sources"></div>

You can't do anything with it right now. [[Back|Inventory]]

<img class="center" src='media/events/sleep/rl/in_mirror.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(4)"/> Your old self is staring back at you! Everything seems normal again. What the hell?! Was all of it just a dream? Or are you still dreaming? You pinch yourself hard and the pain feels genuine enough to erase some of your doubts. But it isn't enough so you slap yourself like some lunatic, surprised how genuine the impact felt. But you didn't jerk awake in that cursed hotel. You're still in your familiar bathroom, looking at yourself as a male. Just to make sure, you pull down your pants. Yes, you're definitely a male. <img class="center" src='media/events/sleep/rl/dick.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(5)"/> You sigh in deep relief and leave the bathroom, collapsing once again onto the bed and almost [[crying from joy..|rlDream4]] <div id="sources"></div>

You spend a few moments in pure bliss, lying on the bed and hugging your pillow as you spot the phone on the nightstand. A notification lights the screen up and you're curious enough to check it out immediately. <img class="center" src='media/events/sleep/rl/phone_stand.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(6)"/> The date on your phone tells you it's two days before the actual trip. You take a moment to rethink your fucked up dream and what had happened exactly two days before you arrived at that hotel. For a moment, those memories feel real and close as if they had actually happened. But the more details you try to remember, the more the images fade away. <b class="adam">Yo, yo, yo! Can you pick me up tomorrow? The usual time?</b> That's Adam! It's Sunday which means you have to go to work again tomorrow. Adam and you often carpool together so this isn't anything unusual. That bastard is always late, probably only waking up once you ring his doorbell. Sometimes, you feel like his personal servant. <b class="protagonist">Sure</b> [[You write him|rlDream5]] <div id="sources"></div>

Is this a dream or reality? Find out soon... [[Go back for now|""+$home]] <<set $showInventory = true>> <<set $showPortrait = true>> <<set $energy = 100>>

Just as you're about to turn around, another //BLING// coming from the screen startles you. <p class="hotelnet">Welcome to our new improvement program, specificaly tailored to bring out your best qualities. In order to reward your progress, you will be given Success Points (or simply SP). There are many ways and opportunities to obtain an SP. Although there is no schedule provided yet, you will have to show ambition and look for the tasks on your own. We strongly suggest you get acquainted with one of the groups residing at our house. A membership is crucial for success and will significantly boost your SP income. The amount of SP obtained will be regularly checked. Failure to accumulate the required amount will be met with punishment. SP to collect: 50 Days until test: 30 We wish you a nice day.</p> [[Turn away|MainInit]]

<p class="hotelnet">Welcome to our new improvement program, specificaly tailored to bring out your best qualities. In order to reward your progress, you will be given Success Points (or simply SP). There are many ways and opportunities to obtain an SP. Although there is no schedule provided yet, you will have to show ambition and look for the tasks on your own. We strongly suggest you get acquainted with one of the groups residing at our house. A membership is crucial for success and will significantly boost your SP income. The amount of SP obtained will be regularly checked. Failure to accumulate the required amount will be met with punishment. SP to collect: 50 Days till test: <<print $testDays>> We wish you a nice day.</p> <<button 'Close'>> <<goto "HotelNet">> <</button>>\

Day of Test! The main story line will continue from here soon. For now you can keep exploring the hotel on your own... stay tuned! <<link 'Back.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>>

SP: <<print $SP>> <<textbox "_t" $SP>> <<link "Set">><<set $SP=_t>><</link>> Group: <<print $group>> <<textbox "$group" $group>> <<link "Set">><<set $group=$group>><</link>> Day Till Test: <<print $testDays>> <<textbox "$testDays" $testDays>> <<link "Set">><<set $testDays=$testDays>><</link>> Slutty: <<print $slutty>> <<textbox "_t" $slutty>> <<link "Set">><<set $slutty=_t>><</link>> Lust: <<print $lust>> <<textbox "_t" $lust>> <<link "Set">><<set $lust=_t>><</link>> Maid: <<print $maidClean>> <<textbox "$maidClean" $maidClean>> <<link "Set">><<set $maidClean=$maidClean>><</link>> RoomArray: <<print $RoomArray>> ''Clothes:'' TopPath = $topPath BottomPath = $bottomPath [[Back|""+$home]] <<button 'HGOT'>> <<script>>source.Source(110)<</script>> <</button>>

<<set _r = random (1,3)>>\ <<set _t = random (1,2)>>\ //BLING!// The screen flashes with a seemingly urgent message. <video src='media/hotelnet/loading2.webm' autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(8)" class="center"> </video> <p class="hotelnet">You have been randomly chosen for an SP opportunity.</p> <<if _r == 1>> A hidden window in the wall beneath the screen opens and reveals a strange phallic object. <p class="hotelnet">In order to gain your reward, you must present your deepthroating skills.</p> The phallic object is a dildo the size of your forearm and an even larger girth. Its end is attached to a hose, making you both nervous and suspicious. <<if _t == 1>>\ <<set _p = 'hotelnetDeepthroat'>> <<elseif _t == 2>>\ <<set _p = 'hotelnetDildo1'>> <</if>>\ [[Suck the dildo|""+_p]] <<elseif _r == 2>> A camouflaged door below the screen opens, revealing a hitachi wand. <p class="hotelnet">In order to receive the SP, you will have to complete the following task: You will have to bring yourself to orgasm with the toy provided. Please make sure that no other participants are disturbed by tying the gag around your mouth.</p> The task, although easy, is still making you hesitant. It's rather humiliating, but you need the points... [[Do it|hotelnetHitachiGagged]] <<elseif _r == 3>> <p class="hotelnet">In order to receive the SP, you will have to complete the following task: Show the audience that you love your new body. Masturbate until you orgasm.</p> The task, although easy, is still making you hesitant. It's rather humiliating, but you need the points... [[Do it|hotelnetMasturbate]] <</if>> <<link 'Ignore it.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <div id="sources"></div>

Carefully, you shove the dildo as far as you can, gagging several times in the process. Your lips are trailing up and down the rubbery texture lubricated by your drool. Ugh... your wide eyes stare at the screen as you mindlessly continue to suck and eagerly await any hint telling you the task is finished. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(7)"><source src='media/events/dildodeepthroat1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> But the hopes of a clean and simple finish didn't come true as you see the hose quiver and a mysterious substance shoot through it and into your mouth. The mysterious liquid fills up your mouth as you try to swallow it and not choke. The dildo leaves a trail of thick and sticky strands hanging from your lips as you part from it. At least it didn't taste bad, whatever it was... <p class="hotelnet">Congratulations. You earned 1 SP.</p> <<if $slutty < 10>> <b class="protagonist">//What am I doing?? This was so disgusting... I hope it wasn't real cum.//</b> <<elseif $slutty >= 10 && $slutty < 20>> <b class="protagonist">//Duh! Again I find myself in such a degrading situation. This taste... is that real semen?//</b> <</if>> //You feel less dignified.// <<link 'Recover.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <div id="sources"></div> <<set $SP += 1>> <<set $SP += $groupAdd>>\ <<set $slutty += 1>>

<<set $blockInventory=1>>\ <<if visited() == 1>> Outside of your room, you stumble upon a lady clad in a latex dress. Her stern gaze catches you and gives you no time to retreat as she quickly approaches. <img class="center" src='media/npc/fashion_lady.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(9)"> <b class="girls">"Hey! You there! I don't think we've met before, did we?"</b> She says as she eyes you from head to toe, taking in every detail of your body. <b class="girls">"I belong to the staff. My job is to maintain some sort of dress code in the house. The rules are rather loose but I have the authority to punish and reward those who cross my path."</b> <<else>> Roaming the corridors you stumble upon a familiar face. With a sigh of defeat you stop in your tracks and allow her to inspect your fashion choice. <b class="girls">"Hey! You know the drill."</b> <img class="center" src='media/npc/fashion_lady.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(9)"> <</if>> She brings the clipboard to her chest. Her pencil clicks as she looks at you again. <<set _minus = 0>>\ <b class="girls">"Let's see."</b> <table> <tr> <td> <<print $topPath>> <<if $curIDTop < 1>> <<set _desc = '<b class="girls">"Even though I must admit your breasts are gorgeous, you aren\'t allowed to walk with them entirely exposed."</b>'>> <<set _minus += 1>>\ <<else>> <<set _desc = '<b class="girls">"I really like the material!"</b> She nods and writes something on the clipboard.'>> <</if>> </td> <td> <<print _desc>> </td> </tr> <tr> <td> <<print $bottomPath>> <<if $curIDBottom < 1>> <<if !$panties>> <<set _desc = '<b class="girls">"My, don\'t you have any dignity?"</b>'>> <<set _minus += 1>>\ <<else>> <<set _desc = '<b class="girls">"This here is not a sleep over party. Please wear a bit more next time."</b>'>> <<set _minus += 1>>\ <</if>> <<else>> <<if !$panties>> <<set _desc = '<b class="girls">"I hope you know that one can actually see that you aren\'t wearing panties. Even though I find it disgraceful, I won\'t punish you for it."</b>'>> <<else>> <<set _desc = '<b class="girls">"Seems like everything is in order here. Good job!"</b>'>> <</if>> <</if>> </td> <td> <<print _desc>> </td> </tr> <tr> <td> <<print $shoesPath>> <<if $curIDShoes < 1>> <<set _desc = '<b class="girls">"There are many reasons to wear shoes around here. Especially for women. I expect you to have some next time."</b>'>> <<set _minus += 1>>\ <<else>> <<set _desc = '<b class="girls">"I like what I see. Well done."</b>'>> <</if>> </td> <td> <<print _desc>> </td> </tr> </table> <<if visited() == 1>> <b class="girls">"Since you're new around here, I will give you a pass for today's mistakes."</b> With that, she turns around and leaves. Her steps are quick and confident. <<else>> <<if _minus > 0>> <b class="girls">"There are <<print _minus>> mistakes in total which means you loose <<print _minus>> SP. Hopefully this will teach you a lesson."</b> She makes herself a note on the clipboard and stomps off. <<set $SP -= _minus>>\ <<else>> <b class="girls">"Oh my! No mistakes. I am positiveley impressed! You get 1 SP. Keep it up!"</b> <</if>> <<set $SP += 1>>\ <<set $SP += $groupAdd>>\ <</if>> <<link 'Go back'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $curIDTop != 4>> <<if $curIDTop > 0>> You are already wearing something. The latex is so tight that you can't wear anything beneath the dress. <<else>> You put on the latex maid costume. It takes quite a while to pull up all the clingy and shiny latex. <<script>>setup.PutOn (4)<</script>>\ <img class="center" src='media/you/maid/maidCostume1.jpg'/> <</if>> <<else>> Piece for piece you take off the latex maid costume. The latex is very hard to get off. It is almost stuck to your skin. After some time you manage it though. <<script>>setup.TakeOff (4)<</script>>\ <</if>> [[Back|Inventory]]

<<if $curIDShoes != 5>> <<if $curIDShoes > 0>> You already wear shoes. <<else>> You put on the heels from your maid uniform. After you tightened the straps you stand up quite wobbly. <<script>>setup.PutOn (5)<</script>>\ <img class="center" src='media/items/maid_heels.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(11)"> <</if>> <<else>> You open the straps of the heels and slip out of them. <<script>>setup.TakeOff (5)<</script>>\ <</if>> [[Back|Inventory]] <div id="sources"></div>

A faint light creeps through the crevice of a door left ajar. Curiosity makes you approach and peek inside. <img class="center" src='media/npc/latex_guard1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(14)"/> Your heart jumps as you see two latex-clad figures standing before you, watching your attempt on snooping around. Behind them, several screens are glowing. Only now you realize that most if not all of the hotel is being monitored by hidden cameras. ''"Halt."'' The man grabs you by you shoulder. ''"You look rather familiar."'' ''"Is this you?"'' The woman approaches, holding a print of the security footage. On it, you are clearly seen taking the folder from the desk. Stealing, to be more precise. Your heart sinks in your stomach as you stammer, unable to come up with any excuse or lie. The rubbery strong hands grasp your neck, rendering you unable to breathe. You begin to choke, your hands claw at the unmoving wrists but there is no way to fight back successfully. [[You black out.|noMaskPunishment2]] <div id="sources"></div> <<set $blockInventory = 1>>

<<if !$gagged>> <b class="protagonist">I have to gag myself beforehand...</b> <<else>> The gag keeps your lips forced apart. The drool pooling behind the ball slowly seeps through the corners of your mouth as you bend to take the vibrator and switch it on. A low hum emits from it and you sit down onto the bed, trying to find a comfortable position. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(12)"><source src='media/events/hitachi_masturbate.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Eventually, you decide to rest on your slightly parted knees, positioning the toy between your legs. As you press the wand against your clitoris, your muscles twitch from the sudden and intense sensation. However, it doesn't take you long to relax as you start to grind your hips against the vibrator. The pleasure comes in subtle waves and you close your eyes as you're now completely relaxed. Already after a minute, the movement of your hips hastens and you feel yourself getting more and more wet. Your leg muscles stiffen as the familiar and shameful feeling of an orgasm builds up inside you. It's a good thing the gag is on, because the overwhelming feeling of the peak has you screaming and almost collapsing off the bed. Your eyes roll back and you tilt your chin up as the shivers run through your whole body. This felt extremely good, even though it didn't last long. Once you composed yourself, you stand up on wobbly legs and put the wand back into the hidden door. <p class="hotelnet">Congratulations, you have earned 1 SP. The audience was pleased with your performance.</p> <<if $slutty < 10>> <b class="protagonist">//The audience?!//</b> Your eyes widen in shock. <b class="protagonist">//How many people just saw me?!//</b> <<elseif $slutty >= 10 && $slutty < 20>> <b class="protagonist">//Goddamn fuckers...//</b> <</if>> //You feel less dignified.// <</if>> <<link 'Recover.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <div id="sources"></div> <<set $SP += 1>> <<set $SP += $groupAdd>>\ <<set $slutty += 1>>

<img class="center" src='media/npc/secretary.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(13)"/> <b class="girls">"Yes, ma'am. Yes. She just arrived. Yes."</b> Your vision adjusts and the first thing you see is a young woman phoning someone as she sits in front of a computer. Once she hangs up, her attention turns towards you. <b class="girls">"So, you were caught stealing documents, hm?"</b> Her eyes move to the screen as she types something. <b class="girls">"I must say that's not an easy offence and we can't let you go just like that."</b> <<if $gag == "ballgag">>\ One of the guards rips the ballgag out of your mouth. <<script>>setup.GagTheGirl("")<</script>>\ <<elseif $gag == "mtape">>\ One of the guards rips off the tape over your mouth. <<script>>setup.GagTheGirl("")<</script>>\ <</if>>\ <b class="protagonist">"I'm so sorry, I don't know..."</b> <b class="girls">"I'm not the one making the rules."</b> She interrupts you. <b class="girls">"You were caught on camera, there is no doubt. Some mistakes can be overlooked and forgiven but not something of this size. I'm sorry."</b> You nod, shamefully looking down on the floor. <b class="girls">"I was just informed the guards will be here any moment. Since you have to be punished, you will be sent to work as their... well, as their toy."</b> A small smile appears on her lips. Only a few moments later, the door opens without any announcement. Two guardsmen enter, grasping you and dragging you out of the room. You barely manage to keep up your step with them. The door slams [[shut behind you.|noMaskPunishment3]] <div id="sources"></div>

You cannot recall how many steps you have taken but you know you must be somewhere deep in the cellars of the hotel. The thick stone walls give off a strong dungeon vibe - there is no way someone could hear you scream here. Everything seems so isolated, damp and dark. Your punishment begins immediately, giving you no time to relax or even panic at what's about to happen. Huge guardsmen, spartan furniture and chains offer you no comfort or hope. You are pressed against a table as a guard rips the last bit of fabric off your skin, exposing your naked and quivering body. They show no emotions nor say anything as they watch you being tied up to a pole and brought onto your knees. It takes a lot of effort not to pass out from the shame, fear, discomfort and anxiety. <video src='media/bondage/nm1.webm' autoplay loop muted class="center"> </video> Your head is pulled up, your mouth pried open as one of them begins to fuck your face. His girth pushes your jaw even wider, your round eyes watching the others take delight in your humiliation. Fuck, to think this is only the beginning... <video src='media/bondage/nm2.webm' autoplay loop muted class="center"> </video> Soon, every hole is being used and abused. Your thighs are being held apart by two brutish hands as cocks, tongues and fingers molest every inch of your body. In a matter of hours, you are reduced from a bimbo to a cumrag, completely out of your mind from the numerous orgasms and loads. <video src='media/bondage/nm3.webm' autoplay loop muted class="center"> </video> Like beasts, they are attracted by your moans and smell as more and more of them crowd the room, waiting their turns to have you. Eventually, you pass out [[from the overload.|noMaskPunishment4]]

You lost any sense of time but it must have been days since you last saw daylight. Your body is sore and limp, every hole aching from your new life as a toy. There must have been dozens if not hundreds who have used your fuckable frame by now and it seemed like there were more and more with each day. Your mind is broken. <video src='media/bondage/nm4.webm' autoplay loop muted class="center"> </video> Another visitor breaks your chain of hopeless thoughts and you almost automatically open your mouth wide, expecting a cock shoved in it. But instead, you are greeted by the sound of keys unshackling you. <b class="protagonist">Is this finally it? Can it be true?</b> You are lifted up like a ragdoll and dragged out of the dungeon. Your legs feel weak, unable to make a single step but the guardsman who relieved you off your duty knew exactly where you lived. He dropped you off into your room, placing your sticky and limp frame onto the bed. You feel far too weak to even respond to him. He places the bag with your belongings beside you and closes the door once he's done. Overwhelming tiredness floods your mind and [[you quickly doze off...|""+$home][$blockInventory=0]] //You feel a lot less dignified.// <<set $days += 5>> <<set $slutty += 30>> <<set $RoomArray.delete ("noMaskPunishment")>>

The guards drag you through countless corridors and passages quickly, giving you no chance to make mental notes of the path. Eventually, you arrive before a large door with a small camera overseeing the entrance. A small beam emits from the recording device, scanning you and your escort from head to toe. Surprisingly modern, considering how quaint this place looks. A few seconds later, the doors swing open. The guard nudges you forward into the dimly lit room. <b class="protagonist">"Oh... oh wow."</b> You take a good look around. The whole area resembles some sort of night club with purple dim lights and sleek furniture. <img class="center" src='media\environment\rooms\sgroup_hall.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(15)"/> There is also a ton of women, sitting and chatting with each other. The atmosphere seems pretty pleasant and relaxed, yet you feel slightly intimidated by all the beautiful girls giving you subtle looks. <b class="bailey">"Heyy!! You're the new one, right?"</b> A high pitched voice comes from your left. [[Turn around|SGroupJoin2]] <div id="sources"></div>

<img class="center" src='media/s/bailey/bailey1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(16)"/> A hot brunette approaches you as the guards take their leave. She regards you from head to toe, her playful and hollow gaze at last resting on your blushing face. <b class="bailey">"Hey! I'm Bailey! Come with me, I'll show you to your room!"</b> She leaves you no moment to reply as she grabs your hand and leads you through the crowd of girls and into a corridor on the other end. There are dozens of doors on each side and you finally stop before a closed door. <b class="bailey">"Voila!"</b> She takes a playful bow before pushing the [[door open wide.|SGroupJoin3]] <div id="sources"></div>

<img class="center" src='media/environment/rooms/sroom.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(17)"/> There is so much pink. Everywhere. The floor, the bed, the ceiling, even the lamp seems to emit a rosy shine. The saturated colors give you a headache and you briefly have to look away. Bailey doesn't seem to be bothered by your less than positive reaction. She pulls you closer, one hand sneaking onto the back of your head. <b class="bailey">"Hey, cheer up. Welcome to the group!"</b> <video src='media/sex_scenes/girls_kissing.webm' autoplay loop muted class="center"> </video> Her tongue slips into your mouth, greedily kissing you as she pushes you against the doorframe. Her hips hold yours firmly pressed against the wood as she grinds herself, evidently deriving great pleasure from the contact. <b class="bailey">"God..."</b> She pulls away at last, taking a deep breath. Her disheveled hair frames her cheerful face quite nicely. You notice she wears the same kind of choker as you do. <b class="bailey">"I love new sisters! So, um... I need to make some things clear since you're obviously new here. Nothing much is gonna change in regards to your training! Buuut... you will get extra Success Points for each task! How cool is that? Now, come on. We have places to be!"</b> She waves her hand, gesturing you [[to come along.|SGroupJoin4]] <div id="sources"></div>

This will bring you back to your room. Please only use this when you are really stuck somewhere since it can really mess up your game. [[I am sure|""+$home][$blockInventory=0]] [[Back|""+previous ()]]

The chatter and music turns louder as you enter the main room again. However, instead of joining the other girls, Bailey guides you to a large screen on the wall. <img class="center" src='media\environment\screen.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(9998)"/> <b class="bailey">"So, this is the common screen of our whole group. Different tasks are gonna be shown here. Um, sometimes they will be assigned to you but you can also choose a task on your own. It's, like, the best way to gain SP. Plus the mistress won't get angry if you do your job."</b> <b class="girls">"Oh, heeey. Fresh meat!"</b> A voice calls [[from behind you.|SGroupJoin5]] <div id="sources"></div>

<img class="center" src='media\s\aubrey\aubrey1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(19)"/> <b class="bailey">"Aubrey!"</b> Bailey scolds the other girl. <b class="bailey">"You can't say that... but I agree! Look at her."</b> She says as she playfully slaps your ass. You say nothing as you keep your gaze down. Aubrey's eyes examine seemingly every inch of your body with a smirk. Once again you feel like some piece of meat. A part of you finds it arousing but you would never openly admit that to yourself. <b class="aubrey">"So, fresh meat. Just make sure to obey your mistress and all will be good. Better be grateful, she's doing a lot for you."</b> Aubrey approaches you so close, you can easily smell her vanilla-scented chapstick. <b class="protagonist">"Sure."</b> You nod, averting your gaze to examine the room some more. There are girls making out on couches, coffee tables and counters. All of them look like dolls, with perfect long legs, curvy hips, silky hair,... <b class="bailey">"Hey! Fresh meat!"</b> Bailey nudges you. <b class="bailey">"I forgot to give you this."</b> <img class="center" src='media\items\pillcase.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(20)"/> She hands you a small case. <b class="bailey">"A personal gift from our mistress. And the group."</b> She gives you a playful wink. <b class="bailey">"You should use it when you're back in your room. Anyway... that's it. If you have any questions, you can usually find me here with the other girls. I really gotta go now."</b> She places a quick kiss on your cheek and hops away. It would be best to go to your room and let all of this sink in. [[Go to your room.|SGroupJoin6]] <div id="sources"></div>

<img class="center" src='media\environment\rooms\sroom.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(17)"/> You close the door, letting out a deep sigh as you're finally away from the music and chatter. At least you won't be bothered here, you hope. The interior may be tacky but at least you have some privacy. You drop onto the fluffy, pink covers of your pink bed and stare at the equally pink ceiling. Your fingers toy with the gift from the mistress until you finally decide to open it. <img class="center" src='media\items\pinkpill.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(21)"/> A small pink pill. Your frown deepens as you examine it. Would it be wise to take it? Will the mistress notice if you don't? It's hard to say... [[Take the pill.|SGroupJoin7]] <div id="sources"></div>

<video src='media/others/reaction/girl_take_pill.webm' autoplay loop width="650" height="500"> </video> Hesitantly, you swallow the pill and prop yourself onto the pillows as you stare at the ceiling. You're waiting for whatever is supposed to come but nothing happens for a long time, leaving you wondering whether there is supposed to be some sudden effect. But just as you're about to sit up, a strong feeling of vertigo pushes you back into the pillows. Your body heats up, beads of sweat forming on your cool forehead. But the most intense sensation is the one pooling between your legs. You push the duvet away and stand up, wiping the sweat with your forearms and swaying your hands at your face but nothing helps. The hat becomes unbearable and soon [[everything turns black...|SGroupJoin8]] <div id="sources"></div>

You wake up on the bed, coated in cold sweat. Still feeling weak and exhausted, you try to pull yourself up and by doing so, you notice something really strange. You look down. <img class="center" src='media/s/you.jpg'/> <b class="protagonist">Holy shit! I have a dick again!</b> With a wide grin of relief on your face, you grasp your shaft and realize that it's now actually much bigger than before. However, everything else is just as it used to be - your large breasts, long hair and feminine curves remained. But having a dick again feels like a victory. A small yet significant victory. You wrap your fingers around your suddenly erect penis, again marvelling [[at its size.|SGroupJoin9]]

''"Don't you dare make the slightest move 'till I'm back! Understood?"'' The insane voice followed by even louder laughter startles you. With a pounding heart, you hide behind a door, pressed against the wall as you hear footsteps pass by. Good, no one seems to have spotted you. Your shivering ceases and you regain your composture as you walk out. Muffled moans come from the room the man had just left. Maybe it's worth investigating? <img class="center" src='media/environment/hotel_door2.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(22)"/> [[Go take a look|eventGroupD2]] <div id="sources"></div> <<set $blockInventory = 1>> <<set $HelpArray.delete ("[[A loud manly voice comes from one of the other rooms.|eventGroupD1][$energy-=25]]")>>\

<img class="center" src='media/events/boundgirl.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(23)"/> You meet the terrified gaze of a petite brunette. Her wrists are tied up with a rope, her mouth is gagged with a tape. The kneeling position seems highly uncomfortable though you can tell comfort is probably one of her less serious problems at the moment. "Help!" You can discern the words despite the tape across half of her face. Her body twitches and sways nervously as she watches the door. The guy will probably be back sometime soon... <b class="protagonist">Oh fuck! What do I do?</b> You sweat over the limited options, wondering whether you could untie her on time. Or whether you should even trust her The sound of footsteps drags you out of your thoughts. He's coming back! It's nigh time to make a decision... <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Ungag her'>><<goto 'eventGroupD3aa'>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Hide'>><<goto 'eventGroupD3b'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div> <<set $RoomArray.delete ("eventGroupD1")>>

You rush to her side and rip the tape off her mouth. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(36)"><source src='media/bondage/remove_tape_gag.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="girls">"Please, please, please just untie me! We can hide under the bed. Please!"</b> She hurries to wriggle her wrists free before you even completely undo the difficult knots. You hear the steps now closer, he is going to be here any moment soon. After a few seconds which felt like an eternity, the restraints are undone and you two rush to hide under the bed. You can feel your heart throb so loud, your whole face is drenched in cold sweat. You muffle your breathing with your hand as the man enters the room. <img class="center" src='media/events/underbed.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(24)"/> ''"Oh, are you fucking kidding me?"'' You hear the same voice, now more angry than insane. His shoes are before your eyes as he just stands there for some time, saying nothing else. He reaches down to take the ropes and, to your great relief, leaves the room in hopes of finding her roam the corridors. Once your breathing calmed down again and the shock has subsided, you both crawl out from your hiding spot and stretch. <b class="girls">"That was close..."</b> The girl sits down on the bed and wipes the [[dust off her clothes.|eventGroupD4a]] <div id="sources"></div>

This is no time to play the hero and get in more trouble! There's too little time to leave so you start to panic, looking around for any possible escape route or hideout. The bed seems like the perfect place for now... The pair of afraid and tear-stained eyes follow you as you crawl under the bed. You feel a sting of guilt though you know there is not much you can do. Her moans quiet down as the man enters the room again. His footsteps are slow and heavy. <img class="center" src='media/events/underbed.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(24)"/> ''"Come on, you little bitch. Everything's ready."'' He walks over to her, lifting her up with ease despite all her struggles and protests. The man responds with a harsh slap that echoes through the room. She yelps in pain but then calms down as they walk through the doorway. That was close, you think to yourself, staying hidden for a few minutes just to make sure. <<link 'Get out from beneath the bed'>> <<goto "eventGroupD4b">> <<if $possibleClothes.length > 0>> <<set $tempObject = $possibleClothes.pluck ()>> <</if>> <</link>> <div id="sources"></div> <<set $groupDHotelNet = 1>> <<set $groupDCode = random (1000,9999)>>\

All of a sudden, the panel in the wall beside you opens, revealing the bright screen. <img class="center" src='media/events/quizcover.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(9998)"/> <p class="hotelnet">Test your knowledge! Prove you're not a bimbo and earn SP as a reward!</p> <<button 'START'>> <<goto 'QuizEvent2'>> <</button>> <<link 'Better leave it alone.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <div id="sources"></div>

<<set $question = "">>\ <<set $correct = "">>\ <<set $a1 = "">>\ <<set $a2 = "">>\ <<set $a3 = "">>\ <<set $a4 = "">>\ <<script>>quiz.GetQuizQuestion()<</script>>\ <<if $difficulty>>\ <<set $seconds to 20>>\ <<else>>\ <<set $seconds to 35>>\ <</if>>\ \ <<set $win to 0>>\ <div style ="text-align: center; font-size: 150%;"> <span id="countdown" text-algin="center">$seconds</span> </div> <<silently>> <<repeat 1s>> <<set $seconds -= 1>> <<if $seconds gt -1>> <<replace "#countdown">>$seconds<</replace>> <<else>> <<if $win == 1>> <<goto "QuizWon">> <<else>> <<goto "QuizLost">> <</if>> <<stop>> <</if>> <</repeat>> <</silently>> <table width="100%"> <tr> <td class="quiz" colspan="3"><<print $question>></td> </tr> <tr> </tr> <tr> <td class="quizanswer" onClick="ChooseAnswer(this)"><<print $a1>></td> <td> </td> <td class="quizanswer" onClick="ChooseAnswer(this)"><<print $a2>></td> </tr> <tr> </tr> <tr> <td class="quizanswer" onClick="ChooseAnswer(this)"><<print $a3>></td> <td> </td> <td class="quizanswer" onClick="ChooseAnswer(this)"><<print $a4>></td> </tr> </table> <script> function ChooseAnswer (answer) { quiz.Answer (answer.innerText); } </script>

<p class="hotelnet">That was correct. 1 SP will be added to your account.</p> You are happy for having had the opportunity to earn some SP with your brains instead of looks... for once. //You feel smarter.// <<set _r = random (1,10)>>\ <<if _r == 5>>\ A noise from the side raises your attention. Inside the wall next to you a panel slid up and revealead what seems to be chest. Do you want to <<link 'open it?'>> <<goto "QuizCloth">> <<if $possibleClothes.length > 0>> <<set $tempObject = $possibleClothes.pluck ()>> <</if>> <</link>> <</if>>\ <<link 'Go on.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <<set $intelligence += 1>> <<set $SP += 1>> <<set $SP += $groupAdd>>\

<p class="hotelnet">That was wrong... Starting IQ adjustment... Removing SP....</p> Before you can even react, the screen changes and bombards your senses with flashy images. <<set _r = random (1,16)>>\ <<if _r == 1>>\ <img class="center" src='media/hypno/bimbo1.gif' onclick="source.ShowSource(25)"/> <<elseif _r == 2>>\ <img class="center" src='media/hypno/bimbo2.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(26)"/> <<elseif _r == 3>>\ <img class="center" src='media/hypno/bimbo3.gif' onclick="source.ShowSource(27)"/> <<elseif _r == 4>>\ <img class="center" src='media/hypno/bimbo4.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(28)"/> <<elseif _r == 5>>\ <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(29)"><source src='media/hypno/bimbo5.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <<elseif _r == 6>>\ <img class="center" src='media/hypno/bimbo6.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(30)"/> <<elseif _r == 7>>\ <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(31)"><source src='media/hypno/bimbo7.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <<elseif _r == 8>>\ <img class="center" src='media/hypno/bimbo8.gif' onclick="source.ShowSource(32)"/> <<elseif _r == 9>>\ <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(33)"><source src='media/hypno/bimbo9.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <<elseif _r == 10>>\ <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(34)"><source src='media/hypno/bimbo10.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <<elseif _r == 11>>\ <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(35)"><source src='media/hypno/bimbo11.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <<elseif _r == 12>>\ <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/hypno/bimbo12.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <<elseif _r == 13>>\ <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/hypno/bimbo12.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <<elseif _r == 14>>\ <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/hypno/bimbo12.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <<elseif _r == 15>>\ <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/hypno/bimbo12.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <<elseif _r == 16>>\ <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/hypno/bimbo12.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <</if>>\ You shake your head after a time wondering what the hell that was. But somehow you feel slightly light headed... //You lost 1 SP// <<link 'Go back.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <div id="sources"></div> <<set $intelligence -= 1>> <<set $SP -= 1>>

<b class="girls">"You're a life saver!"</b> Her smile shines bright as she stands up, giving you a brief but tight hug. Despite the dust and sweat, a pleasant scent emits from her skin and you can't help but enjoy it for the few seconds. <b class="girls">"No. A hug simply isn't enough."</b> She walks over to the screen of her HotelNET, navigating quickly through the numerous options you realize you don't have in your own program. A few moments later, she happily turns to you. "I gave you 5 of my SPs. As a thank you." You look at her in disbelief before stuttering a <b class="protagonist">"Thank you"</b> and reciprocating with a subtle smile. And then, to your great surprise and disappointment, her demeanor changes suddenly. The smile fades almost completely as she glances at the door and then back at you, impatiently. <b class="girls">"You need to leave now."</b> Her reply is surprisingly cold as she guides you to the door. <b class="protagonist">"Wait, is everything al-..."</b> Too late. The door closes before you even manage to look back. Well, this is extremely weird... <b class="protagonist">Strange girl...</b> //You gained 5 SP// <<link 'Go back.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <<set $SP +=5>>

<img class="center" src='media/environment/rooms/hotel_room1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(37)"/> As you crawl out of your hiding spot, you realize how much bigger and more luxurious this room is. Maybe you could find something of use in here? [[Check the wardrobe|eventGroupDWardrobe]] [[Use the HotelNET|eventGroupDHotelNET]] <<link 'Leave the room.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <div id="sources"></div>

<img class="center" src='media/environment/wardrobe1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(41)"/> As you approach the wardrobe, you wonder whether it's okay to look through the stuff of the girl you just failed to help. But then again, you are ready to do whatever it takes to stay safe in this place. You <<linkappend 'open the wardrobe.'>> <<if $tempObject>> <<set _s = setup.BuildImg ($tempObject.picurl)>>\ <<print _s>> [[Take it|eventGroupDWardrobe2]] <<else>>\ The wardrobe is empty... [[Close the wardrobe|eventGroupD4b]] <</if>>\ <</linkappend>> <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $groupDHotelNet>>\ <<set $codeSeen = 1>>\ You walk over to the screen of the HotelNET. The inbox is open and you're far too curious to look away. It seems to be an e-mail: <b class="carter"> Congratulations. Due to your outstanding behaviour, I hereby invite you to join our group. Please come to the familiar place. The code is ''<<print $groupDCode>>'' </b> <b class="protagonist"> Hmmm. This could be useful.</b> [[Go to mails|eventGroupDHotelNETFail]] <<else>>\ <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(42)"><source src='media/hotelnet/access_denied.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Seems like the system is still blocked. <</if>> [[Turn away|eventGroupD4b]] <div id="sources"></div>

<<set $possibleClothes = []>> <<set $possibleClothes.push ({picurl: 'media/items/latex_top1.jpg', name: 'Black latex top', description: 'A top made out of black latex.', actions: '[[Wear|UseLatexTop1]]', id: '1'})>>\ <<set $possibleClothes.push ({picurl: 'media/items/latex_top2.jpg', name: 'Black latex top', description: 'A top made out of black latex.', actions: '[[Wear|UseLatexTop2]]', id: '2'})>>\ <<set $possibleClothes.push ({picurl: 'media/items/latex_top3.jpg', name: 'Red latex top', description: 'A top made out of red latex.', actions: '[[Wear|UseLatexTop3]]', id: '15'})>>\ <<set $possibleClothes.push ({picurl: 'media/items/latex_pants1.jpg', name: 'Black latex pants', description: 'Black latex pants with little stripes on knee level.', actions: '[[Wear|UseLatexPants1]]', id: '16'})>>\ <<set $possibleClothes.push ({picurl: 'media/items/latex_pants2.jpg', name: 'Red latex pants', description: 'Red short latex pants with bindings in the front.', actions: '[[Wear|UseLatexPants2]]', id: '17'})>>\ <<set $possibleClothes.push ({picurl: 'media/items/latex_pants3.jpg', name: 'Black latex pants', description: 'Black long latex pants.', actions: '[[Wear|UseLatexPants3]]', id: '18'})>>\ <<set $possibleClothes.push ({picurl: 'media/items/latex_heels1.jpg', name: 'Black latex heels', description: 'Black latex heels with little wings at the back.', actions: '[[Wear|UseLatexHeels1]]', id: '19'})>>\ <<set $possibleClothes.push ({picurl: 'media/items/latex_heels2.jpg', name: 'Latex sneaker', description: 'Black sneaker made out of latex.', actions: '[[Wear|UseLatexHeels2]]', id: '20'})>>\ <<set $possibleClothes.push ({picurl: 'media/items/latex_heels3.jpg', name: 'Red heels', description: 'Red high heels.', actions: '[[Wear|UseLatexHeels3]]', id: '21'})>>\ <<set $possibleClothes.push ({picurl: 'media/items/gloves1.jpg', name: 'Black latex gloves', description: 'Black latex gloves that reach up over your elbows.', actions: '[[Wear|UseGloves1]]', id: '22'})>>\ <<set $possibleClothes.push ({picurl: 'media/items/gloves2.jpg', name: 'Black lacy gloves', description: 'Black lacy gloves that reach up over your elbows.', actions: '[[Wear|UseGloves2]]', id: '23'})>>\ <<set $possibleClothes.push ({picurl: 'media/items/gloves3.jpg', name: 'Mesh gloves', description: 'A pair of long fingerless mesh gloves.', actions: '[[Wear|UseGloves3]]', id: '24'})>>\ <<set $possibleClothes.push ({picurl: 'media/items/jeans1.jpg', name: 'Jeans', description: 'A blue very tight jeans with its zipper at the back.', actions: '[[Wear|UseJeans1]]', id: '38'})>>\ <<set $groupDCode = 0; $helpCounter = 3>>>> <<print $possibleClothes.length>> InventoryID: 36 <<goto Intro>> <<print $avatar>> <<set $RoomArray = ["eventNothing", "eventSkiMask", "eventMemory1", "eventDarkRoom", "eventVacRoom", "AdamStoryLine1", "eventWatchMistress1", "eventMannequin1", "JaimeStoryLine1", "eventMaid1", "eventChatting", "ComicBook", "gloryholeEvent", "eventPorn", "eventPorn", "eventPorn", "eventPorn", "eventPorn", "eventPorn", "eventPorn", "eventPornInteractive", "eventPornInteractive", "eventPornInteractive", "eventPornInteractive", "eventPornInteractive", "eventOffice", "eventHighHeels", "hotelnetEvent", "QuizEvent", "eventGroupD1", "eventGroupDDoor", "eventBianca1", "eventTwins", "eventTape", "meetL1", "eventRandomGirl", "buttEvent", "eventDom1", "eventLunatic", "RandomChat", "BEevent"]>> <<set $HelpArray = ["[[You hear a wagon being pushed outside the next room.|eventMaid1][$energy-=25]]", "[[A grunting is coming from the end of the hallway|AdamStoryLine1][$energy-=25]]", "[[A loud manly voice comes from one of the other rooms.|eventGroupD1][$energy-=25]]", "[[You hear a whisper from the corridor. You wonder how you can hear something so silent.|meetL1][$energy-=25]]", "[[A mix of curses and moaning can be heard outside.|BEevent][$energy-=25]]"]>> /*Arrays*/ <<set $TaskArray = []>> <<set $PossibleTasks = []>> <<set $InventoryArray = []>> <<set $EmailArray = []>> <<set $DreamArray = ["sleepDreamless"]>>\ <<set $DiscoveredArray = []>>\ /*Game Variables*/ <<set $j = 0>> <<set $shower=0>> <<set $testDays = 30>> /*Player variables*/ <<set $lust = 0>> <<set $maxLust = 100>>\ <<set $slutty=0>> <<set $intelligence=100>> <<set $submission=0>> <<set $gagged=false>> <<set $handjobs = 0>> <<set $blowjobs = 0>> <<set $fucks = 0>> <<set $home = "EventHUB">> <<set $task = false>> <<set $lips = 0>> <<set $tits = 0>> <<set $ass = 0>> <<set $gag = ''>> /*NPC variables*/ <<set $adamStory = 0>> <<set $santiniMail = 0>> <<set $emilyStory = 0>> <<set $jaimeStory = 0>> <<set $moiraStory = 0>> <<set $moira = 0>> <<set $irina = 0>> <<set $sori = 0>> <<set $lila = 0>> <<set $lilaCD = 0>> /*Clothes variables */ <<set $curIDTop = 0>> <<set $curIDBottom = 0>> <<set $curIDShoes = 0>> <<set $curIDPanties = 0>> <<set $curIDGloves = 0>> <<set $curIDStockings = 0>> <<set $curIDMask = 0>> <<set $mask =''>> <<set $buttdress = 0>> <<set $bottom = 0>> <<set $top = 0>> <<set $panties = 0>> <<set $shoes = 0>> <<set $gloves = 0>> <<set $belt = 0>> <<set $bra = 0>> <<set $bottomPath = '<img src=\'media/you/uncovered_crotch.jpg\'/>'>> <<set $topPath = '<img src=\'media/you/uncovered_breasts.jpg\'/>'>> <<set $pantiesPath = '<img src=\'media/you/uncovered_crotch.jpg\'/>'>> <<set $shoesPath = '<img src=\'media/you/uncovered_feet.jpg\' onclick=\"source.ShowSource(10)\"/>'>>

<<if $curIDTop != 1>> <<if $curIDTop > 0>> You're already wearing something. <<else>> You put on the latex top. It is super tight and feels like a second skin. <<script>>setup.PutOn (1)<</script>>\ <img class="center" src='media/items/latex_top1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(38)"/> <</if>> <<else>> You take off the latex top. <<script>>setup.TakeOff (1)<</script>>\ <</if>> [[Back|Inventory]] <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $curIDTop != 2>> <<if $curIDTop > 0>> You're already wearing something. <<else>> You put on the latex top. It is super tight and feels like a second skin. <<script>>setup.PutOn (2)<</script>>\ <img class="center" src='media/items/latex_top2.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(39)"/> <</if>> <<else>> You take off the latex top. <<script>>setup.TakeOff (2)<</script>>\ <</if>> [[Back|Inventory]] <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $curIDTop != 15>> <<if $curIDTop > 0>> You're already wearing something. <<else>> You put on the latex top. It is super tight and feels like a second skin. <<script>>setup.PutOn (15)<</script>>\ <img class="center" src='media/items/latex_top3.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(40)"/> <</if>> <<else>> You take off the latex top. <<script>>setup.TakeOff (15)<</script>>\ <</if>> [[Back|Inventory]] <div id="sources"></div>

//<<print $tempObject.name>> has been added to your inventory.// You find nothing else inside the wardrobe. [[Close it|eventGroupD4b]] <<if !setup.InventoryContains ($tempObject.id)>> <<set $InventoryArray.push ($tempObject)>> <</if>> <<set $tempObject = 0>> <div id="sources"></div>

As soon as you touch the screen the familar sound of the scanner starts. After the initial scan was complete, a flashing image can be seen on the screen: <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(42)"><source src='media/hotelnet/access_denied.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Seems like the system blocked you out. [[Turn away|eventGroupD4b]] <<set $groupDHotelNet = 0>> <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $curIDBottom != 16>> <<if $curIDBottom > 0>> You're already wearing something. <<else>> You put on the latex pants. It takes quite some time to get in. <<script>>setup.PutOn (16)<</script>>\ <img class="center" src='media/items/latex_pants1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(43)"/> <</if>> <<else>> You take off the latex pants. <<script>>setup.TakeOff (16)<</script>>\ <</if>> [[Back|Inventory]] <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $curIDBottom != 17>> <<if $curIDBottom > 0>> You're already wearing something. <<else>> You put on the latex pants. It takes quite some time to get in. <<script>>setup.PutOn (17)<</script>>\ <img class="center" src='media/items/latex_pants2.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(44)"/> <</if>> <<else>> You take off the latex pants. <<script>>setup.TakeOff (17)<</script>>\ <</if>> [[Back|Inventory]] <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $curIDBottom != 18>> <<if $curIDBottom > 0>> You're already wearing something. <<else>> You put on the latex pants. It takes quite some time to get in. <<script>>setup.PutOn (18)<</script>>\ <img class="center" src='media/items/latex_pants3.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(45)"/> <</if>> <<else>> You take off the latex pants. <<script>>setup.TakeOff (18)<</script>>\ <</if>> [[Back|Inventory]] <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $curIDShoes != 19>> <<if $curIDShoes > 0>> You're already wearing something. <<else>> You slip on the heels. <<script>>setup.PutOn (19)<</script>>\ <img class="center" src='media/items/latex_heels1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(46)"/> <</if>> <<else>> You slip out of the heels. <<script>>setup.TakeOff (19)<</script>>\ <</if>> [[Back|Inventory]] <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $curIDShoes != 20>> <<if $curIDShoes > 0>> You're already wearing something. <<else>> You slip in the sneakers. They are very comfortable. <<script>>setup.PutOn (20)<</script>>\ <img class="center" src='media/items/latex_heels2.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(47)"/> <</if>> <<else>> You slip out of the sneakers. <<script>>setup.TakeOff (20)<</script>>\ <</if>> [[Back|Inventory]] <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $curIDShoes != 21>> <<if $curIDShoes > 0>> You're already wearing something. <<else>> You put on the heels. Somehow you can't stop yourself to tie the bindings neatly to your ankles. <<script>>setup.PutOn (21)<</script>>\ <img class="center" src='media/items/latex_heels3.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(48)"/> <</if>> <<else>> You slip out of the heels. <<script>>setup.TakeOff (21)<</script>>\ <</if>> [[Back|Inventory]] <div id="sources"></div>

<img class="center" src='media/environment/dark_hallway.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(49)"/> <<if visited() == 1>>\ After many turned corners and passed hallways, you arrive at a somewhat stranger part of the hotel. The ill-lit corridors and dark choice of colors ooze with creepiness so your steps slow down and you cannot help but feel watched. The silence is unnerving. A door with the number 399 looms out of the darkness from the other end of he hallway. You feel oddly drawn to it, so you wade through the darkness and stop right before its dark oak panels. To your disappointment, it seems like the room is locked. You attempt to open it several times but it won't budge. The feeling of being watched turns more intense. Someone breathes on your neck. You turn around. There is no one but your weak shadow at your feet. The lights flicker. Maybe it's better to turn around and leave. Or gather all the courage and knock? <<else>>\ Again you find yourself in the ominous dark hallways which ends with room 399. The dark door is blocking your way like an unpenetrable wall. <</if>>\ [[Knock on the door|groupDKeypad]] <<link 'Go back.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <div id="sources"></div>

<<if visited() == 1>>\ As soon as you knock at the wooden surface, a small panel opens at your eye level, revealing a pad with numbers. You flinch at the sudden motion, looking back again to see if anyone is there. You're still alone. Besides the panel, nothing else has changed. The door is still locked. It seems like you need some sort of code in order to gain access to the room. <<set $dVisit = 0>>\ <<else>>\ This time you are prepared as the small panel opens inside the door revealing the num pad. <</if>>\ <<if $codeSeen>>\ <b class="protagonist">//Mhhh I remember there was this number combination in the HotelNET of the tied up girl... <<print $groupDCode>>?//</b> <</if>>\ <<set _code = 0>> <<textbox "_code" "0000" autofocus>> <<button 'SUBMIT'>> <<if $groupDCode == _code && $groupDCode > 0>> <<goto "keyPadSuccess">> <<else>> <<goto "keyPadFail">> <</if>> <</button>>\ <<link 'Go back.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <div id="sources"></div>

You jump back as a loud buzzing sound startles you. The display starts to blink in red, indicating that the code inserted was obviously wrong. You quickly look around as to make sure no one else was drawn by the loud sound. A few terrifying seconds later, the noise stops and so does your panicking. <b class="protagonist">Maybe I should make sure the code is correct before entering it...</b> [[Try again|groupDKeypad]] <<link 'Go back.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>>

A beeping sound emerges from the pad as you hear the electronic lock being opened. The door opens ajar, revealing not much besides the darkness inside. You wait for a few moments, ready to jump back at any moment and run. But nothing happens. Do you dare to go inside? <<if $dVisit == 0>>\ [[Go inside|groupD1][$blockInventory=1]] <<elseif $dVisit == 1>>\ [[Go inside|groupDReturn][$blockInventory=1]] <</if>>\ <<link 'Better leave.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>>

<<if $curIDGloves != 22>> <<if $curIDGloves > 0>> You're already wearing gloves. <<else>> You put on the latex gloves and pull them up to your elbows. <<script>>setup.PutOn (22)<</script>>\ <img class="center" src='media/items/gloves1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(50)"/> <</if>> <<else>> You take off the gloves and put them back into your bag. <<script>>setup.TakeOff (22)<</script>>\ <</if>> [[Back|Inventory]] <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $curIDGloves != 23>> <<if $curIDGloves > 0>> You're already wearing gloves. <<else>> You put on the lacy gloves and pull them up to your elbows. <<script>>setup.PutOn (23)<</script>>\ <img class="center" src='media/items/gloves2.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(51)"/> <</if>> <<else>> You take off the gloves and put them back into your bag. <<script>>setup.TakeOff (23)<</script>>\ <</if>> [[Back|Inventory]] <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $curIDGloves != 24>> <<if $curIDGloves > 0>> You're already wearing gloves. <<else>> You put on the mesh gloves. <<script>>setup.PutOn (24)<</script>>\ <img class="center" src='media/items/gloves3.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(52)"/> <</if>> <<else>> You take off the gloves and put them back into your bag. <<script>>setup.TakeOff (24)<</script>>\ <</if>> [[Back|Inventory]] <div id="sources"></div>

Your steps are careful and slow as you progress into the mysterious room. Your eyes need quite a while to adjust to the dimmed light, even more feeble than in the corridor. The only sources of light are the few candles placed in graceful, silver holders. What catches your attention is the writing on the wall right in front of you, weakly illuminated: <img class="center" src='media/d/wall.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(9998)"/> There are paths on each side leading behind the wall. You stand still for a moment, trying to discern any kinds of sounds besides your rapid heartbeat. There is a noise in the far distance, its origin impossible to tell. You decide to [[move onward.|groupD2]] <div id="sources"></div>

Your path leads you to a dark and large room, illuminated by a scarce number of candles. Their light is strong enough to contour the numerous couches and small tables, giving the room an expensive and lavish look. A figure in motion catches your attention. Then another one. Soon you realize that there are many persons carrying trays with goblets and bottles upon them. The personnel is very graceful, moving quietly like their flickering shadows. They move in and out of your sight as you struggle to adjust your eyes to the darkness. You take a step aside to move out of their way but in doing so, you bump into someone. A brief shriek followed by the sound of glass shattering startles you. Cold liquid spills over your cleavage and you look up to meet a pair of large eyes. The servant girl quickly adjusts her posture, obviously unnerved by the small accident. <img class="center" src='media/npc/waitress1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(53)"/> The chatter that filled the room just seconds ago has now completely diminished. You grow nervous, wondering whether it would be best to turn around and leave. It's impossible not to feel the countless judging stares sticking at your frames. Without apologizing, you swiftly turn around and are ready to bolt out but luck is not on your side. You meet face to face with a stern looking woman. On her sides are two bulky men, their faces hidden behind dark masks. Her gaze [[makes your legs quiver.|groupD3]] <div id="sources"></div>

<img class="center" src='media/npc/jones.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(54)"/> <<if $group == "S">>\ <b class="girls">"What the hell is a Santini bitch doing here?"</b> Her eyes are fixed on the collar around your neck and you look at her own, which has a prominent letter D on it. <<if $gagged>>\ She pulls off your gag harshly and gives you little slap. <b class="">"Will you answer?"</b> <<script>>setup.GagTheGirl("")<</script>>\ <</if>>\ <b class="protagonist">"I... I didn't know what this place was."</b> You stammer. <b class="girls">"And how did you get in here?"</b> <b class="protagonist">"Well, there was this girl. I mean... I found the room and the code and..." </b> Maybe it would be better to shut up. Your rambling and stammering gets interrupted by the woman's sudden outburst of laughter. <b class="girls">"So, you were that cunning bitch that sprinted away like some coward?"</b> She asks inbetween her laughing fits. <b class="girls">"Too bad you're already taken. You might have fit in her quite well."</b> The laughter fades and her expression returns to a steron one. <b class="girls">"I have to ask you to leave now."</b> The two men grab you before you can even turn around on your own. They drag you out in a very rude manner, leaving you alone and slamming the door shut as soon as you regained your own footing. <<link 'Go back.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <<set $RoomArray.delete ("eventGroupDDoor")>>\ <<elseif $group == "M">>\ <b class="girls">"A maid? We don't need any maid here!"</b> Her eyes are fixed on the choker around your neck and you look at her own, which has a prominent letter D on it. <<if $gagged>>\ She pulls off your gag harshly and gives you little slap. <b class="">"Will you answer?"</b> <<script>>setup.GagTheGirl("")<</script>>\ <</if>>\ <b class="protagonist">"I... I didn't know what this place was."</b> You stammer. <b class="girls">"And how did you get in here?"</b> <b class="protagonist">"Well, there was this girl. I mean... I found the room and the code and..." </b> Maybe it would be better to shut up. Your rambling and stammering gets interrupted by the woman's sudden outburst of laughter. <b class="girls">"So, you were that cunning bitch that sprinted away like some coward?"</b> She asks inbetween her laughing fits. <b class="girls">"Too bad you're already taken. You might have fit in her quite well."</b> The laughter fades and her expression returns to a steron one. <b class="girls">"I have to ask you to leave now."</b> The two men grab you before you can even turn around on your own. They drag you out in a very rude manner, leaving you alone and slamming the door shut as soon as you regained your own footing. <<link 'Go back.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <<set $RoomArray.delete ("eventGroupDDoor")>>\ <<else>>\ <b class="girls">"What are you doing here, you slut?"</b> Her eyes scan you from head to toe and up again. Your eyes fall to the collar around her neck with the letter D attached to it. <<if $gagged>>\ She pulls off your gag harshly and gives you little slap. <b class="">"Will you answer?"</b> <<script>>setup.GagTheGirl("")<</script>>\ <</if>>\ <b class="protagonist">"I-I... I don't know what this place is."</b> You stammer, sweaty hands fidgeting as you try to seem as respectful as possible. <b class="protagonist">"I'm sorry."</b> <b class="girls">"How did you get in here?"</b> She ignores your apology. <b class="protagonist">"Well, there was this girl. I-I mean. I found a room and there I found th-the code and..."</b> Maybe it would be better to keep some details absent. Her unnerving silence was soon followed by a burst of laughter. <b class="girls">"Ah, so you were the stonecold bitch? The girl who couldn't bother to help a damsel in distress? Very well. Let's bring her to the mistress. Guys"</b> With one motion of her hand, the two men grasp each of your arms and drag you through the lounge as you're being watched by expensively dressed onlookers and naked, restrained servants. After a few embarrassing and uncomfortable moments, you are brought to a dark wooden double door. In golden letters, "Mistress C" is written upon its polished surface. The woman in front of you knocks and waits with patience. Shortly after, she opens the door and you're dragged inside as you quietly [[stammer a few pleas for mercy.|groupD4]] <</if>>\ <div id="sources"></div>

You land onto your knees as the guardsmen throw you onto the ground. Carefully enough, you dare to look up and take in the surroundings - they are rather professional and well-lit. The room appears to be an office of some sort. Directly in front of you is a big desk behind which you see a familiar face looking at you from a ridiculously lavish chair. <img class="center" src='media/carter/carter1.jpg' /> <b class="carter">"Ms. $lastname! What a pleasant surprise!"</b> Carter chuckles at your humiliated expression. <b class="girls">"She got the code from Ms. Finch who sadly got caught by a scavenger. Poor thing. Had great potential.</b> The other woman said, sighing in disappointment. <b class="carter">"I understand. I saw the footage... You just watched her getting brought away. Not only did you fail to help her, you also took advantage of her misfortune."</b> Despite the grave accusations, a devilish grin rested on Carter's lips. <b class="carter">"What do you have to say in your defense?"</b> <b class="na">I'm sorry! I panicked. I wanted to help her!</b> [[I don't care. It was either me or her.|groupD5]] <div id="sources"></div>

Her sinister expression gets interrupted by a burst of laughter. <b class="carter">"Oh my, you're quite the devil. I like that."</b> She stands up, her long legs striding now towards you. You feel her gaze burn on your skin. <b class="carter">"But still, I am not sure if you really have what it takes. My lovely staff consists only out of the most ambitious and cunning people."</b> She kneels down right behind you, her lips almost touching your ears. <b class="carter">"So, do you think you're worthy?"</b> <<if setup.InventoryContains (12)>>\ [[Tell her about the folder|groupD6]] <img src='media/icons/lockopen.jpg' height="29" width="29"/> <<else>>\ //<b class="na">??? </b>// <img src='media/icons/lock.jpg'/> <</if>>\ <<if $bianca > 11>>\ <b class="bianca">"Oh I think she is worthy!"</b> [[A sudden voice behind you appears|groupD6Bia]] <<else>>\ //<b class="na">??? </b>// <img src='media/icons/lock.jpg'/> <</if>>\ [[Say nothing|groupD5b]]

<b class="protagonist">"Well, what if I tell you that I have stolen something... from yours truly. Something that will help me bring this whole damned place down."</b> You turn your head towards her, trying to speak with the most intimidating tone you can summon. It's a shot in the dark but better than remaining quiet. They will probably search you either way so it would be better to think this through. A spark of interest appears in her eyes. She walks over to one of the giant guardsmen, taking your bag with belongings. Without saying another word, she reaches into it and rummages through its contents until she pulls out the stolen folder. <img class="center" src='media/environment/rooms/folder.jpg'/> <b class="carter">"Hmmm..."</b> She flips through the pages, skimming through the data before turning to the other woman. <b class="carter">"Did you know about this?"</b> Her tone [[makes you both shiver.|groupD7]]

<b class="girls">"I, uh. Well... yes, we saw someone taking it. We have it on tape. W-we gave it to the security department. I didn't want to bother you with this and... and I tried to resolve it as soon as possible"</b> She explains with visible nervousness. Carter's face darkens. She presses her lips into a thin line, trying to keep her composed state. <b class="carter">"I was always very fond of you, Miss Jones. But this..."</b> She taps the folder. <b class="carter">""...I cannot ignore. Maybe you are only better as a mindless follower."</b> She stands now in front of the submissive and frightened servant. For a moment she hesitates but then her hand reaches to touch the collar around Jones' neck. The color of its letter magically turns from gold into pink. The poor woman's face twists into a strong expression of disappointment and sadness. <b class="girls">"Please, no! I will do better, I promise!!"</b> The pleading falls on deaf ears. Carter turns around to wave at one of the men, who immediately moves to Jones, pressing her against the wall. He gags her still pleading mouth and all that can be heard now are muffled calls for help as she is being cuffed and dragged out of the room. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/bondage/gagged/ballgag1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Carter [[returns her attention to you.|groupD8]]

<b class="carter">"As you see, I am incapable of accepting failure."</b> Her voice is sharp, her words quick and bitter. <b class="carter">"But I have to admit you impressed me. Not only did you manage to take care of yourself but you also succeeded to outwit the security and abuse the kinks in our system"</b> <b class="carter">"I could use someone like you."</b> The anger from her voice vanishes. She slams the folder against the table and sits down again. ---- //You have reached the end of this story line. Come soon back for more! <<link 'Return.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>>

Ok who wants that bad to die? Which FUCKING BITCH has stolen my heels? They were right in front of one of the rooms... and when I went back out they were gone... I better not catch you wearing them... CUNTS!!! [[Back->Mail]] <<script>>setup.ReadMail("Ashley1")<</script>>

<b class="bianca">"Hey! You there!"</b> Your steps freeze as you hear an unfamiliar voice behind you. Slowly, you turn around only to see an extremely beautiful, young woman walk towards you with a confident stride. Her long hair frames the youthful face perfectly, the raven strands cascade onto the black latex that encases her body. <img class="center" src='media/npc/bianca.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(55)"/> A collar with a golden letter D catches your attention. <b class="bianca">"You're new around here, right?"</b> She asks. [[You nod as a reply|eventBianca2]] <div id="sources"></div> <<set $blockInventory=true>> <<set $RoomArray.delete ("eventBianca1")>> <<set $bianca = 0>>

<b class="bianca">"Sweet!"</b> She stands before you now. The confidence oozing from her makes you feel as if she were huge and towering over your submissive frame. <b class="bianca">"Name's Bianca and I could use your help."</b> She says, straightforward and without hesitance. <b class="bianca">"If you're up for it, that is."</b> Before giving you a chance to reply, she continues: <b class="bianca">"You see, a part of my task for the group is... well, I need to improve my skills. Apparently, I need to practice my bondage."</b> She sighs. <b class="bianca">"So, if you agree to let me tie you up a bit, I'll give you a few points as a thanks."</b> Her gaze turns from confident to pleading as she clasps her hands together. <b class="bianca">"Please?"</b> <<if $gagged>>\ <b class="bianca">"I mean you seem to be definetly into it. Why else would you walk around with a gag in your mouth?"</b> <<else>>\ <b class="protagonist">"Uh, I'm not really sure..."</b> <</if>>\ It's difficult to say whether she is genuine or simply playing tricks on you. You nervously shift your weight from one foot to the other, thinking on what to do. <b class="bianca">"So, what do you say?"</b> [[Agree|eventBianca2Agree]] [[Decline|eventBianca2Decline]]

<b class="bianca">"Woo, nice!"</b> She laughs and gives your hands a brief and firm squeeze of excitement. <b class="bianca">"Finally someone with common sense around here."</b> <b class="bianca">"You're doing me, like, a big favor! You're not gonna regret it."</b> The dismissiveness in her voice is now gone and she pulls you into a tight hug. Her scent is intoxicating. <b class="bianca">"I'm gonna go and prepare everything for our little session. I'll be ready by our next encounter."</b> She playfully ruffles your hair before hastily leaving down the corridor. <<link 'Go back.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <<set $RoomArray.push ("eventBianca3")>> <<set $RoomArray.delete ("eventBiancaRepeat")>>

The softness fades from her gaze and a frown wrinkles her brow as she steps back. <b class="bianca">"You know what? Fine. Whatever."</b> SHer hand waves dismissively. <b class="bianca">"There's plenty of people around here who would stand in line to help me out! Not like you're the only one around here... hah."</b> She turns around and is about to leave but then looks at you one more time. <b class="bianca">"Anyway, if you change your mind somehow, seek me out.</b> And with that, she disappears around the corner. <b class="protagonist">Seek her out how? Well, that was a very weird encounter...</b> <<link 'Go back.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <<set $RoomArray.push ("eventBiancaRepeat")>>

<b class="bianca">"Hey, Babe. Roaming again, huh?"</b> Bianca's heels echo as she paces towards you, a wide grin plastered on her face. She drapes her arms around your shoulders, giving you a firm squeeze. <img class="center" src='media/npc/bianca.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(55)"/> <b class="bianca">"Ready for our little practice?"</b> She whispers in your ear, still holding you in place. [[Let's get over with it|eventBianca3a]] <div id="sources"></div> <<set $blockInventory=true>>

<b class="bianca">"Ok, so."</b> She leads you into the room, immediatelly grabbing the restraints on the nightstand. <b class="bianca">"I'd say we should do some basic stuff."</b> She turns towards you, flexing the ropes in her hands as she nods towards the bed. You gingerly move to lie down on the mattress. <b class="bianca">"My instructions are detailed. You need to put this on!"</b> She keeps her tone casual but you notice her hungry eyes trail up your legs. Somehow, Bianca has the talent for seeming both dominant and casual at the same time. She makes sure the restraints are firm yet not uncomfortable as she tests out various types of knots and setups on you. It's almost... fun. <<set _r = random (1,13)>>\ <<set _s = '<video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src= \'media/bondage/bia'+_r+'.webm\' type="video/webm"></video>'>> <<print _s>> <<if $bianca <= 10 || $bianca > 11>>\ Once you're done, she keeps her promise and unties you. <b class="bianca">"You know... hm, I think I also need to practice making out. Some other time, though. I'm already late! Thanks so much, babe! We will definitely meet again!"</b> <<else>>\ Instead of untying you, Bianca towers above you and looks at you with a sadistic grin. <b class="bianca">"You know I really like you as my little bondage doll. I know a natural slave when I see one. So I've got something here for us."</b> She turns around and picks something out of her bag. To your horror it is a strapon. She puts it on in a very professional way. <b class="bianca">"Come here and show me what your pretty mouth can do."</b> she says while ripping your gag off and going down on her knees before you. <video class="center" autoplay loop><source src='media/bondage/bia2_1.mp4' type="video/mp4"></video> -Without much hesitation you start sucking her dildo. You don't have much of a chance anyway. It also feels like the right thing to do after you followed her commands a while now. <</if>> <<if $bianca == 10>>\ <b class="bianca">"Our little sessions really work! We should soon take it to the next step."</b> she laughs and makes you shiver. <</if>>\ <<set _r = 1 + $groupAdd>>\ //_r SP have been added.// //You feel less dignified.// You decide to quickly <<link 'go back.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <<set $SP += _r>>\ <<set $slutty += 1>>\ <<set $bianca += 1>>\

<b class="bianca">"Oh. well hello there... again."</b> It's Bianca. She stands proudly before you, her hands resting on her latex-clad hips. You're unsure what to do, once again intimidated by her strangely confident demeanor. <img class="center" src='media/npc/bianca.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(55)"/> <b class="bianca">"So, did you change your mind?"</b> She lifts her eyebrow, giving you a playful smile. <b class="bianca">"Come on, you wanna help me or chicken out again?"</b> [[Agree|eventBianca2Agree]] [[Decline again|eventBianca2Decline2]] <div id="sources"></div> <<set $blockInventory=true>>

<b class="bianca">"Wow."</b> She rolls her eyes at you. <b class="bianca">"You know, we could have been done by now. Well, I guess I will have to find someone else. Which won't be THAT difficult, just for your information."</b> Her hair twirls around her shoulders as she dramatically turns around. <b class="bianca">"One snap of my finger and I will have people at my feet. Just you wait."</b> And with that, Bianca disappears behind the corner. <<link 'Go back.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>>

<b class="maids">Dear Ms. $lastname. As promised I write you. If you want to continue your part to our group meet me at room 394 int the morning. We will start your training there. I attached a little description how to get there. Don't forget your uniform! ;) </b> [[Back->Mail]] <<script>>setup.ReadMail("Moira1")<</script>>\ <<if !hasVisited ("moiraClean1") && !hasVisited ("GroupMInit")>>\ <<set $DiscoveredArray.pushUnique("[[Go to room 394|moiraClean1][$energy-=25]]")>>\ <</if>>\

<<if $energy != 75>>\ You march down the hallway, recalling the instructions Moira wrote you in the mail. <img class="center" src='media/environment/closed_door1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(57)"/> After several corridors and sets of stairs, you find yourself in front of the room 394. However, the door is closed and you can't see any trace of Moira. <b class="protagonist">Hmmm. She said to come in the morning, I think. Maybe I should try again tomorrow...</b> <<link 'Go back.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <<else>>\ You march down the hallway, recalling the instructions Moira wrote you in the mail. After several corridors and sets of stairs, you find yourself in front of the room 394. The door is slightly ajar. An invitation to come in. <img class="center" src='media/environment/hotel_door3.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(56)"/> [[Go inside|moiraClean2][$blockInventory=1]] <<link 'Not such a good idea afterall.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <</if>>\ <div id="sources"></div>

With a deep breath, you enter the room. It looks like a pretty common hotel chamber with a bed, a desk and a wardrobe. Nothing worth snooping around. However, it looks very dirty. The bedsheets are scrambled up, papers are crumpled and scattered all over the place. There are soaked towels spread on the bathroom floor. Nasty. Moira stands by the window with her back turned to you. She seems to be busy. The sound of wood creaking beneath your feet catches her attention and she looks over her shoulder, giving you a friendly smile. You can see her folding the laundry with quick and precise movements, even though her eyes are now fixed upon you. <img class="center" src='media/npc/moira/moira1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(58)"/> <b class="maids">"Ms. $lastname! You came."</b> She chuckles, her eyes subtly checking you out from top to bottom. <<if $curIDTop == 4>>\ <b class="maids">"And as I see, you're ready. Very good."</b> She says with delight, her hand now caressing the tight latex upon her hip. <b class="maids">"You know I have taken quite a risk with you. Please don't disappoint me. Or, more importantly, the mistress."</b> Her voice gets low for a moment. <b class="maids">"But let's get to work! I will show you how to do it."</b> She grins, gesturing at the messy room. [[Let's go|moiraClean3]] <<else>>\ <b class="maids">"Didn't you forget something?"</b> her smiles disappears. She is clearly not amused that you don't wear the maid uniform. <b class="maids">"I can't let you work like this."</b> she puts her hand onto her head in a very annoyed way. <b class="maids">"Come back again when you learn to follow simple commands."</b> she says and gestures towards the door. Her gaze is very stern and doesn't invite to any protest. <<link 'You turn around and leave.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <</if>>\ <<set $blockInventory = 1>> <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $gagged>>\ <b class="maids">"Ah you're a kinky one, I know. But lets ungag you for now."</b> Moira laughs and ungags you. <<script>>setup.GagTheGirl("")<</script>>\ <</if>>\ You were actually prepared for far more sinister outcomes than the promised tidying up. It seems like Moira didn't have any alterior motives with you. Now, all you have to do is make sure the chamber is spotless. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(42)"><source src='media/others/makebed.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Your first task is making the bed. You straighten the bedsheet and fluff up the pillows. Carefully, you climb onto the bed to secure the corners but you freeze as you spot a rather large and wet spot right in the middle where your knees were now resting. You aren't keen on finding out the backstory of this stain and you quickly climb off the bed, your disgust accompanied by Moira's giggling. <b class="maids">"Don't be so easy to disgust. The orgy chambers are far worse than this."</b> You fold the dirty laundry into the cart outside of the room and take out a clean set of bedding. With the bed made, the room looks much less disgusting. Once the trash has been picked up, the next step is scrubbing the floor. There is only a sponge at your disposal... how inconvenient. You get down onto your knees and begin to scrub... and scrub.... <b class="protagonist">This is ridicolous...</b> You scrub and scrub [[and scrub...|moiraClean4]] <div id="sources"></div>

The position puts your whole ass on display and with the uniform being so short, nothing was left to imagination. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(42)"><source src='media/others/scrubbing.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You feel Moira's eyes on you as she scrutinizes your technique. You spot some clutter beneath the bed so you take it out to get better access to the floor beneath. It takes you a few moments to realize the rubbery thing you just pulled out was a huge dildo. With a shriek of surprise and disgust, you let it drop onto the floor with a bounce. <img class="center" src='media/items/dildo1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(61)"/> Moira laughs out loud, amused by your reaction. You wipe your hands off the uniform, shivering in disgust before continuing to work. Hours fly by and with each new task and chamber, you feel more and more exhausted. At last your shift comes to an end but not before you clean the [[last bathroom on your list.|moiraClean5]] <div id="sources"></div>

You march in, already about to pick up the towels but then you realize you are not alone in here. A feminine figure stands in the shower, her details disguised by a tight layer of latex which hides every inch of her skin. A strong sense of uneasiness overcomes you. Something feels off. <img class="center" src='media/events/showerDoll.jpg'/> The rubber-encased stranger waves her hand towards you. She wants you to approach. You shake your head in refusal, trying to come up with some ridiculous excuse. But that thing seems to be stubborn and it's almost as if she or it was ready to step out of the shower and come for you. <b class="maids">"Stay back."</b> Moira's stern tone comes from behind you. She steps between you and the rubbery thing, acting rather protective. The latex doll doesn't move now. Moira steps slowly towards her. The disgusting dildo you found this morning is in her hand now. <b class="protagonist">What is going on here?</b> You press your back against the wall, watching the weird [[scene unfold before you.|moiraClean6]]

The doll twists her head unnaturally fast, listening to Moira's footsteps as if trying to determine her location. Once Moira is but a step away from her, the doll pulls out her gag, revealing a drool-coated mouth held apart by a harness around her head. With a sudden movement, the doll leaps forward and grabs Moira's arm, pulling her close with unnatural strength and speed. However, your colleague seems to have anticipated this as there's no trace of surprise on her face. She retaliates by pulling the doll's other arm, pushing her back and freeing herself. With one swift motion, she plugs the drooling mouth with the dildo. The doll moans sensually, suckling on the rubbery toy with great delight. You cannot believe your eyes as you watch her deepthroat it. Liquid latex emerges from her mouth, coating and enclosing the toy until it becomes a part of her. <img class="center" src='media/events/latex_doll2.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(62)"/> <b class="protagonist">"Wh-what the hell is going on here..."</b> You continue to watch the doll turn into liquid herself, getting slower as she melts until there is nothing left of her but a black puddle disappearing into the shower drain. Moira turns [[towards you with a sigh.|moiraClean7]] <div id="sources"></div>

<b class="protagonist">"W-what was that thing? It literally melted!"</b> You stammer in disbelief. <b class="maids">"Some sick of joke of group L. Better stay away from them, trust me."</b> She turns her head, looking at the drain with a suspicious look. <b class="maids">"Come on, we're almost done with work."</b> Moira keeps an attentive eye on you for the rest of the shift. There was an obvious tension in the air as you kept cleaning the bathroom. You are starting to wonder if this had actually happened... it seemed so unreal. Once the work was complete, Moira became much more relaxed. The end result seemed to satisfy her as you can tell from the wide grin on her place. <b class="maids">"You did a good job. There's still some practice for you, but I can tell you'll be a fine addition to our group."</b> <b class="maids">"We still have to practice a bit but soon you should be ready to join us."</b> There is a wolfish grin on her face as she steps closer to you. At this proximity, you can feel her sweet scent... [[Kiss her|moiraClean8Kiss]] [[Pull out|moiraClean8Pull]] <<set $DiscoveredArray.delete ("[[Go to room 394|moiraClean1][$energy-=25]]")>>\ <<set $DiscoveredArray.pushUnique("[[Learn cleaning with Moira|moiraCleanRepeat][$energy-=25]]")>>\ <<set $maidClean = 0>>\

Too weak to resist, you move forward and kiss her. She welcomes you with a parted mouth, slipping her tongue into your mouth and encasing you with her arms. Her body feels hot, almost feverish as she presses herself against you. You can feel her breasts and hips as she possessively grinds her crotch against you, groping every bit of flesh she could reach. <img class="center" src='media/events/lesbian_kiss2.gif' onclick="source.ShowSource(63)"/> After a few divine moments, she pulls back suddenly and adjusts the few stray strands of her hair. The wolfish grin remains. <b class="maids">""Come help me again if you want to continue your journey."</b> She says with a wink as she opens the door for you. Still dazed from the little makeout session, you stagger out of the room blushing. [[Can I ask you some questions?|moiraCleanQ]] <<link 'Go back to your room.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <div id="sources"></div>

Somewhat unwillingly, you gently push yourself out of her hold and straighten the wrinkles on your uniform. Moira's arms drop as she looks at you with an evidently disappointed gaze. Her eyes fall down as if your refusal had shattered her confidence. <b class="maids">""Well, come help me again if you want to continue your journey."</b> She says, scrambling up a friendly smile. [[Can I ask you some questions?|moiraCleanQ]] <<link 'Go back.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>>

<b class="maids">""Of course!"</b> Moira says while she starts to gather the cleaning supplies. <<linkappend '\"What was that thing in the shower?\"'>>\ <b class="maids">"Some poor girl or guy met the wrong person. Let's say it like that."</b> She didn't seem to be eager to talk about that, judging from her serious expression. <b class="maids">"Just please keep your distance from Group L. They are very mischievous... and not in a good way."</b> <</linkappend>> <<linkappend '\"What happened to it? It was so unreal.\"'>>\ <b class="maids">"I don't know. But you should know by now that anything can happen in this place, right?"</b> The answer raised even more questions in your mind. <</linkappend>> <<linkappend '\"Do you have heard any news about my friends, Emily and Adam, by any chance?\"'>>\ <b class="maids">"Sorry, I still haven't heard anything."</b> She says before standing up and wiping the sweat off her forehead. <b class="maids">"Although... I recently saw some big blonde guy getting fucked by Mistress Santini. Maybe it was him."</b> She shrugs before returning to her work. <</linkappend>> <<linkappend '\"Are those SP really important?\"'>>\ <b class="maids">"Oh, you bet. You don't want to end up below the average at the end of the cycle. Trust me, it's a wicked game but your SP count should be your highest priority."</b> <</linkappend>> <<if hasVisited ("eventBianca1")>>\ <<linkappend '\"Do you know a girl named Bianca?\"'>> Her eyes darken. <b class="maids">"Group D, right? I don't know her but I don't trust her either. All my experiences with members of this group turned out real bad."</b> <</linkappend>> <</if>>\ <<if hasVisited ("meetL1")>>\ <<linkappend '\"Do you know something about a very strange blonde woman?\"'>> Moira freezes for a second. <b class="maids">"That sounds very strange indeed. I mean even strange comparing with the rest here. I can't help you. But take my advice and stay away from trouble."</b> She looks at you suddenly very worried. <</linkappend>> <</if>>\ <b class="protagonist">"Thank you!"</b> You give her a friendly smile before finishing you shift and <<link 'leaving.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>>

<<if $energy == 75>>\ You go again to room 394. Inside you see the familiar and delighted face of Moira. <<if $curIDTop == 4>>\ <b class="maids">"There you are. Let's get to work."</b> <<set _r = random (1,8)>>\ <<set _s = '<video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src= \'media/maid/m'+_r+'.webm\' type="video/webm"></video>'>>\ <<print _s>> You spent several hours to clean up the room. <b class="maids">"Good job! Keep it up."</b> Moira hugs you. <b class="maids">"And here take these for your work."</b> //1 SP has been added.// <<set $SP += 1>> //You feel less dignified.// <<set $slutty += 1>> <<set $maidClean += 1>>\ <<if $maidClean == 5>>\ <<set $DiscoveredArray.delete ("[[Learn cleaning with Moira|moiraCleanRepeat][$energy-=25]]")>>\ <<set $DiscoveredArray.pushUnique("[[Learn cleaning with Moira|moiraCleanAdvance][$energy-=25]]")>>\ <</if>>\ You walk <<link 'back tou your room.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <<else>>\ <b class="maids">"There you are... And still no uniform. Come on you should know better."</b> she says annoyed. You turn <<link 'around and go back.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <</if>>\ <<else>> <img class="center" src='media/environment/closed_door1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(57)"/> After several corridors and some up and downs in stairs you find yourself in front of room 394. However the door is closed and you can't see any trace of Moira. <b class="protagonist">I guess she is only here in the mornings...</b> <<link 'Go back.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <</if>>

<<if $tempObject>>\ Inside you find a piece of clothing. <<set _s = setup.BuildImg ($tempObject.picurl)>>\ <<print _s>> [[Take it|QuizCloth2]] <<else>>\ The chest is empty... what a bummer. <<link 'Leave'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <</if>>\

//<<print $tempObject.name>> has been added to your inventory.// <<link 'Leave.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <<if !setup.InventoryContains ($tempObject.id)>> <<set $InventoryArray.push ($tempObject)>> <</if>> <<set $tempObject = 0>> <div id="sources"></div>

You lie down onto the bed, resting your back against the pillows. It's difficult to focus on pleasure when you know you're being watched and judged. However, a few moments later, you are genuinely starting to enjoy the feeling of your hand rubbing against the wetness. <<set _r = random (1,4)>>\ <<set _s = '<video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src= \'media/sex_scenes/mast'+_r+'.webm\' type="video/webm"></video>'>> <<print _s>> You tilt your head back and squeeze your eyes shut as your entire focus rests on the pleasurable warmth pooling between your legs. Your hips sway forward, following the rhythm of your hand. The heat rises in your body, your muscles tense. A loud and obscene moan echoes in the room as you come. You trash your hips, thrusting against the hand as you grip to the pillows with your other hand. By now, you've almost forgotten that you are doing it for the sake of points. The screen quickly pulls you back into reality. <p class="hotelnet">Congratulations. You've earned 1 SP. The audience was pleased with your performance.</p> //You feel less dignified.// <<link 'Recover.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <div id="sources"></div> <<set $SP += 1>> <<set $SP += $groupAdd>>\ <<set $slutty += 1>>

<b class="protagonist">The sensation feels intense... really intense.</b> <video src='media/sex_scenes/shemale/mast1.webm' autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(64)" class="center"> </video> Stroking your dick never felt so good and it seemed like every caress caused it to grow larger and larger. A few moments later, you are forced to use both of your hands and you're completely immersed into the overwhelming pleasure. The surroundings fade into a distant haze and for the moment, there is only you writhing on the bed and arching your hips as you feel the orgasm rapidly build up within you. <b class="protagonist">"Oh fuck!!"</b> You scream, eyes rolling back into your head. It feels as if you had exploded in ecstasy, everything around you turning black. Your body is now a whimpering mess of cum and sweat droplets as you melt onto the mattress. <video src='media/sex_scenes/shemale/mast2.webm' autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(64)" class="center"> </video> A few minutes later, you slowly regain your senses and realize that you're coated in cum. Most of your face aswell as your breasts and stomach are layered with salty stickiness and you [[watch the aftermath with disbelief.|SGroupJoin10]] <div id="sources"></div>

The familiar sense of prudeness and regret following your orgasms is now oddly absent. Your cock is still pulsating from the intense peak yet you're already hungry for more... it's an unusual and strong kind of horniness. The tip of your finger curiously trails over the fluids on your stomach to taste it. You don't hesitate as you open your mouth and swirl your tongue around your cum-coated middle finger. The taste feels so... right. <video src='media/sex_scenes/shemale/mast3.webm' autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(64)" class="center"> </video> <b class="protagonist">"That was... wow."</b> You sigh with a grin on your face, finally ready to stand up and take a shower after which you return back to your shiny new room. <video src='media/events/shower2.webm' autoplay loop muted class="center"> </video> After a nice long shower you go back to [[your new room.|SGroupJoin11]] <div id="sources"></div> <<set $energy == 0>>\ <<set $DreamArray.delete ("Irina1")>>\

<img class="center" src='media/environment/rooms/sroom.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(17)"/> Refreshed but exhausted, you happily fall onto the mattress and fall asleep within moments. <<button 'Go to bed'>> <<set _psg = $DreamArray.random()>> <<set $energy = 100>> <<set $shower = 1>> <<set $days += 1>> <<set $testDays -=1>> <<if $days == 4>> <<set $RoomArray.push ("fashionEvent")>> <<set $EmailArray.push ({id:'Carter1', new:'1', picurl:'media/carter/carter_profile.jpg', name:'Ms. C.', mailPassage:'[[Welcome to the new attendants|CarterMail1]]'})>> <<set $newMail = true>> <</if>> <<if $days == 5>> <<set $DreamArray.push ("sleepParalysis1")>> <<set $DreamArray.push ("Irina1")>> <<set $DreamArray.push ("sleepMF")>> <<set $DreamArray.push ("sleepSchool")>> <</if>> <<goto _psg>> <</button>> <<set $home = "sHUB">>\

<img class="center" src='media/environment/rooms/sroom.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(17)"/> <<if $energy > 0>> You are currently in the bedroom of your group. A sweet scent lingers in the air but you can't quite tell where it comes from. <<if $shower == 1>>\ You start to feel kind of sweaty. Maybe you should <<link "take a shower.">> <<set _shower = random(1,10)>>\ <<if _shower == 10>>\ <<set _shower = "showerDoll1">>\ <<else>>\ <<set _shower = "Shower">>\ <</if>>\ <<goto _shower>>\ <</link>>\ <</if>> A big [[mirror|Mirror]] stands right next to the wardrobe. <<if $DiscoveredArray.length > 0>>\ Other options: <<for _i to 0; _i < $DiscoveredArray.length; _i++>>\ $DiscoveredArray[_i] <</for>>\ <<endif>>\ <<if $newMail>>\ ''You can see a mail symbol blinking on the HotelNet.'' <</if>>\ <<button 'Explore the hotel'>> <<set _psg = $RoomArray.random()>> <<set $energy = $energy - 25>> <<goto _psg>> <</button>> \ <<button 'HotelNet' 'HotelNet'>><</button>> \ <<button 'Group Foyer' 'SFoyer'>><</button>>\ <<else>> Suddenly, you start to feel exhausted, as if all energy has been drained from your body. The bed looks more inviting than ever. Maybe a quick nap would be a wise choice. <<button 'Go to bed' 'Sleep'>><</button>> <<endif>> <<if $testDays == 0 && !hasVisited ("DayOfTest")>> <<goto "DayOfTest">> <</if>> <<if $days == $ashleyMail>> <<set $ashleyMail = 0>> <<set $EmailArray.push ({id:'Ashley1', new:'1', picurl:'media/npc/ashley_mail.jpg', name:'Ashley T.', mailPassage:'[[WHERE ARE MY HEELS|AshleyMail1]]'})>> <<set $newMail = true>> <</if>> <<if $days == $moiraMail>> <<set $moiraMail = 0>> <<set $EmailArray.push ({id:'Moira1', new:'1', picurl:'media/npc/moira/moira_mail.png', name:'Moira O.', mailPassage:'[[Let us make you a maid|MoiraMail1]]'})>> <<set $newMail = true>> <</if>> <<set $blockInventory = 0>>\ <div id="sources"></div>

As you turn the corner, the dusty lamps upon the walls begin to flicker before completely shutting off, leaving you in complete darkness. A power failure; nothing to worry about, you mumble as you try to comfort yourself. It feels as if the tendrils of darkness were pressing against every inch of your body. The lights begin to flicker again, weakly illuminating the path before you. You remain frozen as you spot something on the other end. Two figures with features hidden beneath tight latex are standing motionless, turned towards you. The eerie sight sends your heart racing. <img class="center" src='media/events/latex_twins.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(65)"/> Fortunately, they aren't approaching you. Hand in hand, they continue to stand like mannequins until the lights start to flicker again. As the lights come up agian, the twins are gone again. You have a very very bad feeling <<link 'and hurry back.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <div id="sources"></div>

<b class="l">"A river red, a queen of fury? No no no..."</b> You stop midway in the corridor as you hear the soft voice behind you. <b class="l">"The ship in the north, the city below... No wrong again..."</b> You slowly turn around as you hear the person come closer. <b class="l">"Oh! You?"</b> <img class="center" src='media/l/l1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(66)"/> Just two meters away from you stands a woman with very bright blonde wavy hair. She holds a little notebook with a pen in her hand. You are surprised by her clothes as they seem quite ... normal? She wears grey pants with normal, everyday boots. Her upper body is hidden beneath a pullover and a wide wool jacket. Her head lays a bit to the side as she watches you with curiosity. Then she grins widely <b class="l">"Oh you! Where have you been?"</b> <b class="protagonist">Who the hell is this? How does she know me? I don't know her...</b> <<if $wearSkimask == 1>>\ <b class="protagonist">Especially how can she recognize me with the skimask on?</b> <</if>>\ You are really creeped out by her. Her grin makes you shiver. It feels as if her eyes have a malicious glint in them... strange. You take a [[step back.|meetL2]] <div id="sources"></div> <<set $HelpArray.delete ("[[You hear a whisper from the corridor. You wonder how you can hear something so silent.|meetL1][$energy-=25]]")>>\ <<set $HelpArray.push ("[[You hear a whisper from the corridor. You wonder how you can hear something so silent.|meetL3][$energy-=25]]")>>\

<b class="l">"My poor thing! You must be so confused. Can't even recognize your own kin."</b> Her face changes into an exaggerated expression of sorrow and pity. You feel more and more uncomfortable. Something is quite off here and it's not only the nonsensical way she is talking. <b class="l">""Have you ever asked yourself what they will think of your actions? Your choices?"</b> <img class="center" src='media/l/l2.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(66)"/> A slightly cold breeze suddenly creeps up your spine. You turn around expecting to look into the eyes of some crazy person of the hotel staff. But you see... nothing. Just an empty corridor. As you turn around again your heart skips a beat - the woman’s face is now just a centimetre away from yours. You stand still as you look into her mesmerizing eyes which seem to inspect every millimetre of your face. <b class="l">"If you want to know,"</b> she whispers to you, <b class="l">"there is one. In the tower."</b> Her eyes look up to the ceiling as if there was something of interest. Just then she takes a step back and returns scribbling something down in her notebook as she slowly moves away from you and heads down the corridor. <b class="protagonist">Holy shit, that was odd...</b> You decide <<link 'to leave quickly.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <div id="sources"></div> <<set $RoomArray.delete ("meetL1")>>\ <<set $RoomArray.push ("meetL3")>>\

The first thing you see as you turn the corner are the wide eyes of a young looking woman <img class="center" src='media/npc/girl1.jpg'/> <b class="girls">"Ahhhhhh!!"</b> !!“ She screams in a high pitched tone, her body jumping up and down in childlike excitement. <b class="girls">"Gosh, you’re so pretty! Oh my goood!“</b> Without asking, she pinches your cheek and traces her hands over your cheeks and shoulders. Her blonde hair sways as she continues touching, pinching, caressing and squeezing you. <b class="girls">"Oh, and your mouth! I love your mouth! Like, so so much."</b> Her thumb brushes over your lips as if to check whether they are real. <<if $gagged>>\ <<if $gag == "_ballgag">>\ <b class="girls">"I love gags! And this ballgag looks so nice on you. I really envy you. I want your mouth."</b> She is like in trance. Slowly you move backwards away from her. <b class="girls">"Hope to see you around!"</b> she giggles and jumps up and down before waving you goodbye. You turn around <<link 'and hurry back.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <<elseif $gag == "_mtape">>\ <b class="girls">"The tape shows your lips so well. I-I LOVE THEM! I ADORE THEM!"</b> !” She grabs you by your shoulders and jumps up and down, her hands painfully squeezing your shoulders. Before you can pull away, she leans in and presses a fat kiss onto your mouth. Her cheeks are blushing as she pulls away. Her usual wide smile is still there. <b class="girls">"Sorryyy..."</b> She giggles. <b class="girls">"I simply can’t resist. You are made to be gagged! Simple as that!"</b> Her finger traces over your mouth briefly again and then, without another word, she turns around and skips away. Huh. Weirded out but unsurprised, you also decide to <<link 'take your leave.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <</if>> <<else>>\ <b class="girls">"But, on second thought, I think you would look even better with them hidden! You know, like, to rouse more interest!"</b> Her giggle sounds unfittingly innocent. The mysterious girl pulls out a wide roll of tape, her face so excited, one would think she is about to burst from joy any second now. <b class="girls">"Please! Pleeeease! Let me gag you! I want to seal those lovely, lovely lips. Please! I will even give you an SP!"</b> <img class="center" src='media/bondage/mtape1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(9999)"/> <b class="protagonist">Odd encounters are nothing new to you and the girl does look like she has no ill intentions. Maybe the SPs are worth it?</b> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Agree'>><<goto 'eventTapeYes'>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Disagree'>><<goto 'eventTapeNo'>><</button>></p> <</if>>\ <div id="sources"></div> <<set $blockInventory = 1>>

<b class="girls">"Yes, yes, yes!"</b> She jumps from joy, now clutching to her own ruddy cheeks in excitement. <b class="girls">"Okay, just hold still for a second..."</b> She takes a deep breath as if to calm down, her grin never absent. With utmost speed and precision, she rips off a piece of tape. The whole ordeal lasts no more than a second as she presses the material against your pouting mouth and swipes her finger over the smooth and shiny surface. <b class="girls">"God."</b> She steps back, admiring you with a tilted head. <b class="girls">"You look even prettier now! Like a goddess!"</b> You notice the drool in corner of her mouth as she approaches you again. She traces her index finger over your lips, following the gentle curve of the cupid’s bow until she stops at the corner of your restrained mouth. <b class="girls">"I gotta go now..."</b> Her smile fades slowly, the childlike awe in her eyes extinguished. <b class="girls">"But I hope we will get to play again soon. It was really fun..."</b> She waves at you before turning around and heading into the labyrinth of hallways. <b class="protagonist">What a strange girl. The tape feels like dry cement on your lips – so firm and unmoving. </b> //You gained <<print 1 + $groupAdd>> SP// Despite your best efforts, you cannot move your lips.. You quickly give <<link 'up and go back.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <<set $gag = "_mtape">>\ <<set $gagged = true>>\ <<script>>setup.UpdatePlayerAvatar ()<</script>>\ <<set $SP += 1>>\ <<set $SP += $groupAdd>>\ <<if !setup.InventoryContains ("25")>>\ <<set $InventoryArray.push ({picurl: 'media/items/mtape.jpg', name: 'Piece of tape', description: 'A piece of white microfoam tape that currently glues your lips shut.', actions: '[[Remove|RemoveMTape]]', id: '25'})>>\ <</if>>\ <<set $RoomArray.push ("eventTapeGrope")>>\

<b class="protagonist">"Sorry but… I really don’t want to do that. Thanks for the offer though, I suppose."</b> You take a step back defensively, afraid of a potential outburst. Pouting, she puts back the tape. You can see she is trying her hardest to hide her disappointment but with no avail. <b class="girls">"Fine. Your loss, though."</b> Without saying a goodbye, she turns around and hurries back into the corridors. <b class="protagonist">The SP probably wasn’t worth the risk.</b> After a moment you decide <<link 'to turn around too.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>>

You pull of the tape from your mouth. <b class="protagonist">"Ouch!"</b> this really hurt. You throw away the tape since it's useless now. [[Back|Inventory]] <<script>>setup.GagTheGirl("")<</script>> <<set $RoomArray.delete ("eventTapeGrope")>>\

<<if $energy == 75>>\ You go again to room 394. The first thing you notice as you enter the room 394 is the absence of Moira's usual, bright smile. She seems reserved, lost in thought. Just as you're about to ask her what's wrong, a voice startles you. <img class="center" src='media/others/staff/moira5.gif' onclick="source.ShowSource(67)"/> <b class="sinclaire">"Ah, there is our new star!"</b> A familiar face observes you from the corner of the room. <img class="center" src='media/sinclaire/sinclaire3.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(68)"/> <b class="sinclaire">"My lovely Moira told me you did an excellent job. So far. You must like it here, I bet." </b> <<if $gagged>>\ You blush and quickly remove your gag. <<script>>setup.GagTheGirl("")<</script>>\ <</if>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Agree'>><<goto 'joinM1Agree'>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Disagree'>><<goto 'joinM1Disagree'>><</button>></p> <<else>> <img class="center" src='media/environment/closed_door1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(57)"/> After several corridors and some up and downs in stairs you find yourself in front of room 394. However the door is closed and you can't see any trace of Moira. <b class="protagonist">I guess she is only here in the mornings...</b> <<link 'Go back.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <</if>> <div id="sources"></div> <<set $blockInventory = 1>>

You just sit there in silence not knowing what to answer or even how to come up with something in front of such a dominant woman. <b class="carter">"Mhh. Seems like you're not sure."</b> She stands up and looks at you lost in thought. <b class="carter">"But I do indeed like you. You can come back to me if you think you can impress me. I may consider then to give you a place at my site."</b> She pets you gentle on your head. <b class="carter">"Take her back."</b> She commands the guards behind you. This time they don't seem to be that harsh as they lift you up and carry you through the door and the foyer towards the exit. Just a few steps behind you you hear the steps of the woman who brought you there. You reach the exit and the guards drop you in the hallway. <b class="girls">"Don't waste our time. Come back with something persuasive or who knows maybe you end up as a little pet of someone."</b> With an evil laugh she closes the door. Go back <<link 'to your room.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <<set $dVisit == 1>>\ <<set $RoomArray.delete ("eventGroupDDoor")>>\ <<set $DiscoveredArray.pushUnique("[[Go to the lounge of Group D|groupDVisit1]]")>>

As you walk around the hallways, a muffled scream from behind you catches your attention. You turn around and see a door being opened. A gorgeous blonde woman steps out of the room. She closes the door behind her and looks at you. <img class="center" src='media/l/l2.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(66)"/> It’s her again. The crazy lady you met some time ago. <b class="l">"Hey, lost one. Taking good care of yourself?"</b> She asks you with the most heartwarming smile. You nod shyly and look at the closed door she just came out of. Her eyes follow yours. <b class="l">"Being able to see doesn't always mean using your eyes."</b> Again, her words make little sense to you. But you don't dare to ask. Her whole presence intimidates you far too much. Her eyes wander to the ground as if she is lost in thoughts. <b class="l">"Five, isn't it? It has always been five."</b> Still lost in thought, she starts to walk off down the corridor You should probably head back as your gut feeling tells you to do so. Or perhaps you want to take a risk and look inside the room she just came out of? <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Take a look'>><<goto 'meetL3Look'>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Go back'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div> <<set $blockInventory=1>>\ <<set $RoomArray.delete ("meetL3")>>\ <<set $RoomArray.push ("meetL4")>>\ <<set $HelpArray.delete ("[[You hear a whisper from the corridor. You wonder how you can hear something so silent.|meetL3][$energy-=25]]")>>\ <<set $HelpArray.push ("[[You hear a whisper from the corridor. You wonder how you can hear something so silent.|meetL4][$energy-=25]]")>>\

You wait around a bit more before approaching the door. Looking right and left to make sure no one else is lurking around, you open the door and enter. Behind the door you encounter the usual design and layout of a hotel room Though you are met with what seems to be pleading, muffled moans. It doesn’t take you long to realize the source of the sounds comes from the bed. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted<source src='media/l/mummy1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You see a red cocoon completely out of rubber. The imprisoned person wiggles and writhes heavily, struggling to free himself. Every outline and detail inside is clearly visible on the extremely tight and fitting rubbery surface. You can only imagine how it must be inside. You can also clearly see the outline of a cock. Was it a poor victim of this hotel? Or a guard being tricked into a trap? Your thoughts are quickly interrupted as you hear a familiar voice just behind you speak into your ear. <b class="l">"Magnificient, right?"</b> You jump as you see the blonde woman stand right behind you. <b class="protagonist">How could she come back so quickly? Especially without me noticing?</b> <b class="l">"Don't fear, lost one. Inside these wall you shouldn’t be afraid."</b> Again, she smiles a most friendly smile. You are clearly creeped out. Slowly, you back into the corridor and away from her. Instead of following you, she simply smiles and stares at you. Once around the corner <<link 'you hurry back to your room.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <div id="sources"></div>

The night seems eternally long as you twist and turn for hours, trying to fall asleep somehow. But everything feels uncomfortable and annoying - you turn your pillows to the cooler side, kick off your blanket and let your body cool down but it still doesn't help you. Clueless and frustrated, you turn onto your back and huff as you stare at the ceiling. The hotel has sunk into darkness and silence as you intently listen to the rustling of leaves outside. But then, some other sound catches your attention. The tune is very distant and quiet, yet you can easily perceive it with enough focus. Oddly enough, you cannot recall anyone playing the piano or any other instrument here. <img class="center" src='media/environment/closed_door3.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(255)"/> It's been a long time since you heard music and now you are drawn to the alluring melody which drives you to walk down the long corridor and finally stop before a partially opened door. The music stops as you take a step closer, almost entering the room. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Enter' 'eventLilaExplore'>><</button>></p> <<set $blockInventory = true>>\ <div id="sources"></div> <<set $lila = 1>>\

<<set _r = random(1,5)>>\ <<set _psg = $DreamArray.random()>> <<if _r == 1 && !hasVisited ("eventLila1") && $days > 3>>\ <<set _psg = 'eventLila1'>> <<elseif $buttDWear == 1>> <<set $buttDWear = 2>>\ <<if !hasVisited ("buttgrowth1")>> <<set _psg = 'buttgrowth1'>> <</if>> <<elseif $buttDWear == 2>> <<set $buttDWear = 3>>\ <<if !hasVisited ("buttgrowth2")>> <<set _psg = 'buttgrowth2'>> <</if>>\ <<elseif $buttDWear == 3>> <<if !hasVisited ("buttgrowth3")>> <<set _psg = 'buttgrowth3'>> <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if $moiraL == 1>>\ <<set _psg = 'MoiraSori2'>> <<elseif $moiraL == 2>>\ <<set _psg = 'LAlone1'>> <</if>>\ <<set $energy = 100>> <<set $shower = 1>> <<set $days += 1>> <<set $testDays -=1>> <<set $workToday = true>> <<set $lust += 15>>\ /* ---------------------------- */ /* Events and Rooms */ /* ---------------------------- */ <<if $days == 4>>\ <<set $RoomArray.push ("fashionEvent")>> <</if>>\ <<if $santiniJoin == $days>> <<set $RoomArray.push ("santiniJoin1")>> <</if>> <<if $days == $lilyevent>> <<set $PossibleTasks.pushUnique ({desc: '$firstname, Dr. Sterra needs your help at the conservatory again.', forward: '[[Go to the conservatory.|Apprentice1]]'})>>\ <</if>> /* ---------------------------- */ /* Mails */ /* ---------------------------- */ <<if $days == 2>> <<set $EmailArray.push ({id:'Adam2', new:'1', picurl:'media/icons/adamprofile.jpg', name:'Adam L.', mailPassage:'[[Where are you man?|AdamMail2]]'})>> <<set $EmailArray.push ({id:'Emily2', new:'1', picurl:'media/icons/jackieprofile.jpg', name:'Emily N.', mailPassage:'[[This place is sooo coooool!|EmilyMail2]]'})>> <<set $newMail = true>> <<elseif $days == 4>>\ <<set $EmailArray.push ({id:'Carter1', new:'1', picurl:'media/carter/carter_profile.jpg', name:'Ms. C.', mailPassage:'[[Welcome to the new attendants|CarterMail1]]'})>> <<set $newMail = true>> <</if>> <<if $moiraMail > 0>> <<set $moiraMail + 1>> <</if>> <<if $santiniMail > 0>> <<if $days == $santiniMail>> <<set $santiniMail = 0>> <<set $EmailArray.push ({id:'Santini1', new:'1', picurl:'media/santini/santiniProfile.jpg', name:'Ms. S.', mailPassage:'[[:)|SantiniMail1]]'})>> <<set $newMail = true>> <</if>> <</if>> /* ---------------------------- */ /* Dreams */ /* ---------------------------- */ <<if $days == 5>> <<set $DreamArray.push ("sleepParalysis1")>> <<set $DreamArray.push ("Irina1")>> <<set $DreamArray.push ("sleepMF")>> <<set $DreamArray.push ("sleepSchool")>> <</if>> /* ---------------------------- */ /* Transformation */ /* ---------------------------- */ <<if $curIDTop == 48>> <<set $BE += 1>> <<elseif $curIDTop == 30>> <<set $buttdress += 1>> <</if>> <<goto _psg>> /* ---------------------------- */ /* Characters */ /* ---------------------------- */ <<set $metSoriToday = false>>\ <<if $lilaCD > 0>> <<set $lilaCD -= 1>> <</if>>

Without any further ado, you enter the room and almost scream as you meet face to face with a hooded figure. Your heart leaps into your throat as you begin to stammer, trying to come up with an excuse as to why you're here. The figure's head raises and it reaches to pull of the hood from its face, revealing a porcelain-like face of a beautiful young woman. Her gentle features are framed by blonde curls and you wonder why does such a beauty hide beneath the dark fabric. <img class="center" src='media/npc/lila/lila1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(263)"/> <b class="lila">"What are you doing here?"</b> She looks at you with wide, blue eyes. <b class="lila">"I didn't order you!"</b> <<if $gagged>>\ You blush and quickly remove your gag. <<script>>setup.GagTheGirl("")<</script>>\ <</if>>\ <<linkappend 'Uhmm... I was just wandering around and I heard you play the piano.'>> <b class="lila">"Well..."</b> She scoffs. <b class="lila">"Did you like what you heard?"</b> <<linkappend 'Yes, I very much enjoyed it! Are you a professional musician? '>> The girl gives you a polite smile, turning her attention to one of the mirrors. <b class="lila">"Not yet. But I am getting there... not many have the talent I possess. I perform as a singer most days. And I am currently practicing playing the piano, violin and harp."</b> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <<linkappend 'That\'s impressive! I never heard music here before...'>> <b class="lila">"Well, you are searching in the wrong places, dummy."</b> Her eyes switch between the mirrors as she admires herself from different angles. <b class="lila">"Come to the lounge and you will get drunk on music!"</b> <<linkappend 'The lounge? Which one do you mean?'>> Rolling her eyes, she approaches you and tucks a leaflet into your hand. <b class="lila">"You're obviously new around here. Now, off with you. I have to go see my band."</b> [[Take the leaflet|eventLilaExploreTakeLeaflet]] <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <div id="sources"></div>

With your tense body pressed against the wall, you are waiting for the musician to leave the room without spotting you. Footsteps can be heard as the stranger paces around the room. He stops then for a while, only to continue again. You remain patient and evenually, the door opens wide and out comes a tall figure clad in a black cloak. Its movements are slow, almost as if it were hovering over the floor and gliding down the corridor. You watch with your hand pressed against your mouth, trying to remain calm at the sight of this spectral-looking stranger. Once it disappears, you are left with a choice. [[Enter the room|eventLilaHidden2]] [[Go back|""+$home][$blockInventory=0]]

Fortunately, there seems to be no one else in the room. Dark oak paneling covers the walls and the room doesn't possess any windows. On the ceiling, a crystal chandellier glistens and illuminates the room. Expensive looking and shiny instruments are laying around everywhere. But what captures your attention the most is the large black piano with a surface so shiny, you can clearly see yourself in it. You sit down, observing the ivory with awe. [[Play the piano|eventLilaHiddenPiano]] [[Explore the room further|eventLilaHiddenExplore]]

You dare to press a few buttons which elicit soft and pleasant tunes at each gentle touch. Even though you aren't playing any particular song, the act of making music is still delightful to you and you get lost in the moment, trying to compose some simple melodies. As you lift your gaze to the piano's black surface, you notice in the reflection that there is someone standing behind you. You stop, your cold fingers now drenched in sweat as you slowly start to turn around and meet the stranger's gaze. But, to your even bigger surprise, there is no one. You sit there for a while, watching the corner of the room with a worried expression. Was it only your imagination? You turn to the piano again, looking at the same reflection but now you're alone in it. Well, this is extremely creepy. You press one more button before standing up, ready to leave the room. But before you can even lift yourself from the seat, an eerie sound makes you jump up. Some faint tunes come from the wardrobe on the other end of the room. You are already creeped out but still somehow drawn to it. [[Open the wardrobe|eventLilaHiddenWardrobe]] [[Leave the room be|""+$home][$blockInventory=0]]

The instruments seem to be polished and tuned which makes you assume that they're probably frequently used. Rather odd since you're hearing music for the first time here. The whole place gives off an eerie feeling and the more you observe your surroundings, the worse it gets. It feels as if even the chandelier's light is growing weaker and weaker, emphasizing the eerieness of this place. Perhaps it's best to leave before someone else returns... [[Leave|""+$home][$blockInventory=0]]

With shivering hands, you reach for the pair of wooden handles and take a deep breath before opening the doors to the wardrobe. You take a step back and immediately feel silly for getting scared by a music box. The beautiful piece plays a slow melody - it must have been broken as it began to play it out of nowhere, with slow and mismatched notes. <img class="center" src='media/items/musicbox.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(69)"/> No one would miss it probably. It is covered in dust and spiderwebs, long forgotten. You decide to wipe the dirt off and take it with you. //''Music Box has been added to your inventory.''// [[Explore the room further|eventLilaHiddenExplore]] [[Leave the place be|""+$home][$blockInventory=0]] <div id="sources"></div> <<if !setup.InventoryContains ("26")>>\ <<set $InventoryArray.push ({picurl: 'media/items/musicbox.jpg', name: 'Music box', description: 'A music box you found inside the wardrobe of the music room.', actions: '', id: '26'})>>\ <</if>>\

The room looks very exquisite, with many paintings and mirrors covering the oak walls. You quietly walk among the numerous instruments, wondering how much they must have cost; probably a great fortune. Your eyes stop at the reflection of yourself so you decide to adjust your hair. Nothing of importance catches your attention. [[Play the piano|eventLilaHiddenPiano]] [[Leave the place|""+$home][$blockInventory=0]]

//''Leaflet has been added to your inventory.''// <b class="protagonist">I should check it out when I'm back in my room.</b> <<script>>setup.InventoryAddWithID (27)<</script>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Thanks and goodbye' 'HandlerIn'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

You open the leaflet and the first thing you see is the face of the woman you encountered in the music room. She is accompanied by a band, looking rather old-school and elegant. Apparently, she is called "Lila" but it might also be her stage name only. You turn the other side: <img class="center" src='media/items/lilaflyer.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(9998)"/> <b class="protagonist">Maybe it would be worth checking her out in the evenings.</b> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Back' 'Inventory'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div> <<set $DiscoveredArray.pushUnique("[[Go to the lounge|LoungeVisitFirst][$energy-=25]]")>>\

<<if $energy == 0>>\ <<set $blockInventory=1>>\ Music and laughter comes from the other end of the double door before which a guardsman in standing. You approach him confidently, hoping he would allow you to pass. <img class="center" src='media/npc/bouncer.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(76)"/> <<if $gagged>>\ You blush and quickly remove your gag. <<script>>setup.GagTheGirl("")<</script>>\ <</if>>\ The man regards you from head to toe, giving your choice of clothing a judging look. ''"New around here, huh? Go on in but next time I'm expecting you to look more decent."'' He steps aside and allows you to enter. Excitement fills your chest as you enter and the first thing you are met with is a cloud of smoke. You begin to cough, drawing the attention of a few guests who seemed to be much more well-off than you. Soon enough, they stop staring at you and you take a seat on one of the leather couches and take in the surroundings. The center of the room is reserved for the stage around which are numerous tables positioned. Smoking seems to be allowed and so is drinking, judging from the numerous glasses filled with wine on each table. There are several rooms separated by curtains but you cannot really tell what is going on behind them. There is another hall to the right of you and you can see people having the time of their life by playing cards and roulette. ''"Ma'am would you like something to drink?"'' A waiter approaches you. <img class="center" src='media/npc/waiter1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(77)"/> He hands you a menu. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Look at menu' 'LoungeDrinksMenu'>><</button>></p> <<else>>\ The entrance door to the lounge is closed, with a man suited up standing before it. As you approach, he gives you a stern look. ''"The lounge isn't open yet. Come back in the evenings."'' <<link 'Go home.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <</if>>\ <div id="sources"></div>

As the lounge sinks into darkness, you can see shadows moving on the stage. The musicians are taking their positions and the whole place turns quiet. And then, the stage lights illuminate the youthful faces of a professional looking band. Your eyes search for Lila and you find her at the head of the group, standing before the microphone. <img class="center" src='media/events/girlonstage.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(95)"/> [[The crowd cheers.|LoungeFirstProceed2]] <div id="sources"></div>

//1 SP has been removed.// The beverage quenches your thirst and you enjoy the tingling sensation on your tongue. As you watch the people around you getting more and more animal-like and loud, you are glad that you didn't get drunk aswell. However, you are starting to wonder whether 1SP in exchange for a drink was worth it... The cold of the drink relaxes your body and cools down your lust. //Your lust has decreased.// <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Return' 'LoungeMAIN'>><</button>></p> <<set $SP -= 1>>\ <<if $lust >= 25>>\ <<set $lust -= 25>>\ <<else>>\ <<set $lust = 0>>\ <</if>>\

//2 SP have been removed.// You sip on the alcoholic beverage, warmth filling your cheeks as you realize how strong the drink actually is. You watch the people around you talk and laugh as you lean back, the alcohol relaxing your tense muscles. You feel more and more aroused with each sip. As you looks around the people you find them more and more attractive. //Your lust increased a lot.// //You feel less dignified.// <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Return' 'LoungeMAIN'>><</button>></p> <<set $SP -= 2>>\ <<set $lust += 25>>\ <<set $slutty += 1>>\

//10 SP have been removed.// The waiter brings you a bottle of wine along with a tall crystalline glass. You decide to drink carefully but as you grow more impatient, you take more and more frequent sips. It was only when you decided to stand up that you realized how drunk you actually are! The lounge sways slowly as you fall back onto the sofa again. You feel a wetness between your legs. As you reach down without hesitation your fingers return glistening. The wine made you quite horny... and drunk you can imagine a lot of things to get you off. //Your lust increased a lot.// //You feel less dignified.// <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Return' 'LoungeMAIN'>><</button>></p> <<set $SP -= 10>>\ <<set $lust += 50>>\ <<set $slutty += 5>>\ <<set $loungeWine = 1>>\

//5 SP have been removed from your inventory.// ''"Very well."'' The waiter leaves with a smile only to return with a cocktail ten minutes later. The beverage sizzles in different shades of red and pink. It looks quite delicious... <b class="protagonist">"Thank you."</b> You say as he puts the glass onto the table before you. Intrigued by its smell and colors, you bring the glass to your lips. After the first sip, you are so amazed by its taste that you chug it all down without even stopping to take a breath. Soon enough, your cheeks turn pink and you feel a fuzzy feeling inside your chest. The sensation feels pleasant for a while... until your heart starts to beat faster and the heat pool between your thighs. //Your lust increased a lot.// //You feel less dignified.// <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Fuck, What is going on?' 'LoungeCocktail2'>><</button>></p> <<set $SP -= 5>>\ <<set $lust += 100>>\ <<set $slutty += 3>>\

Your mind is now fogged and you cannot really focus much on anything besides the overwhelming urge to suck something or someone off. It's almost like your lips are hurting to please someone and your whole body has lost its control as you stagger into the unisex bathroom, looking for someone to help you out with your urges. Standing by the row of sinks, you see two people washing their hands. <table width="100%"> <tr> <td> <img class="centerBorderless" src='media/npc/matt/matt1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(260)"/> </td> <td> <img class="centerBorderless" src='media/npc/eliza/eliza1.png' onclick="source.ShowSource(261)"/> </td> </tr> <tr> <td> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Approach him' 'LoungeCocktailMale'>><</button>></p> </td> <td> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Approach her' 'LoungeCocktailFemale'>><</button>></p> </td> </tr> </table> <div id="sources"></div>

You stagger to the man, wrapping your arms around his body as you violently start to make out with him. You cannot recognize yourself anymore. It feels as if your body was possessed by some sex-crazed demon and now you're uncontrollably dragging your eager subject into one of the bathroom stalls. <<print dialog.Show1("anonmale.png", "Man", "", "''What's the matter? //He grins at you.// You got the recommendation of the house?''")>>\ You aren't listening to him as you drop onto your knees and almost tear off the buttons on his pants. Once they're loosened, you tug down his underwear too, exposing his already erect cock. The man is huge, drawing the drool out of your mouth with his tasty-looking shaft. Without any further ado, you take him completely into your mouth, twirling your tongue around his length as you trail you lips up and down. The stranger seems amazed at your cock-sucking skills, not minding your whimpering as you're protesting against your own body. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/sex_scenes/blowjob9.webm' type="video/webm"></video> What is happening? You cannot pull back, no matter how much you're [[willing to do so.|LoungeCocktailMale2]]

Feverishly, you wrap your arms around the woman and it doesn't take her long to understand your state as she looks into your lust-ridden eyes. She seems very eager as she occupies a bathroom stall with you, not even bothering to lock the door. <<print dialog.Show1("anonfem.png", "Woman", "girls", "Get on your knees.")>>\ She says between the breathy kisses and you immediately oblige. She lifts up her skirt, revealing that she wears no panties. You bury your face into her wetness, parting her lips with your tongue as you start to lick her crotch. She pushes herself onto you, rubbing her clit against your tongue. <img class="center" src='media/sex_scenes/lesb11.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(262)"/> You happily oblige, suckling and licking as you keep her skirt up and occasionally grope her round and squishy ass. <<print dialog.Show1("anonfem.png", "Woman", "girls", "Fuck, yes. //She gasps.// Keep going like that.")>>\ Her hands tangle into your hair as she continues to pull your head onto her pussy, using you as [[some kind of sex toy...|LoungeCocktailFemale2]] <div id="sources"></div>

You keep sucking as you clutch to his hips, pushing him into your mouth until you're deepthroating him. It feels both terrifying but also extremely pleasing to be out of control. As his cock stats to pulsate, you enclose your mouth around his shaft completely, allowing no drop of cum to be wasted. The thick liquid fills up your mouth and squeezes past your lips, dripping down your chin. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/sex_scenes/throatpie1.mp4' type="video/mp4" onclick="source.ShowSource(76)"></video> The taste of semen diminishes your bestial urges and you finally return to your normal state. <<print dialog.Show1("anonmale.png", "Matt", "", "''That was very nice. Hope you enjoyed your COCKtail! //He laughs stupidly.// If you want some more just ask for Matt. Peace!''")>>\ The stranger, not surprised at least, zips up his pants and leaves you alone in the stall, gasping for breath. [[What kind of cocktail was that...|LoungeCocktailEnd]] <div id="sources"></div>

Still confused and dizzy from the incident, you straighten yourself and try to somewhat fix your hair. Before leaving the restroom, you make sure to wash off the ejaculate from your face though you cannot help yourself but get one last taste of the liquids before leaving. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Return' 'LoungeMAIN'>><</button>></p>

<<print dialog.Show1("anonfem.png", "Woman", "girls", "Oh, yes! Yes!")>>\ She moans as the wetness between her legs mingles with your drool, the liquid dripping down her thighs. You hasten your pace, relishing in the taste and sensation until she reaches her orgasm at last. Despite it being a public place, the woman has no qualms with being as loud as possible. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(236)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/lesb9.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Her squirt fills up your mouth, flowing down your chin and you're surprised at the strength of her ejaculation. Still, you are unable to think much as relief washes over you and the bestial urges subside at last. <<print dialog.Show1("anonfem.png", "Eliza", "girls", "I like that really much. If you ever want to repeat that, look for me in the lounge. //She touches her makeup.// My name is Eliza.")>>\ She blows you on last kiss and leaves the bathroom then. [[What kind of cocktail was that...|LoungeCocktailEnd]] <div id="sources"></div>

You find her voice to be very pleasant, complementing the gentle music of violins, cellos and the piano. A few songs later, the performance is already over and Lila parts from the crowd by blowing a kiss. The lounge returns to its normal chatter and laughter once the band gets off the stage. You see her leave not through the exit but through a doorway leading to a corridor. Most probably backstage, to her dressing room. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Visit Lila' 'LilaVisit1'>><</button>></p>

You decide to follow her and at least compliment her voice. As you enter the hallway, you notice another guard stand before the door labeled "Lila." You decide to approach him. <img class="center" src='media/npc/bouncer2.png' onclick="source.ShowSource(78)"/> ''"I haven't seen you before."'' He says, crossing his arms and stepping before the door. ''"No entry allowed. The lady just finished her performance."'' <b class="protagonist">"But I... I am friends with her."</b> ''"Oh, really?"'' The guard looks at you with a suspicious look. <b class="lila">"Yes, she is!"</b> You can hear Lila's voice behind the ajar door. <b class="lila">"Let her in."</b> ''"Very well."'' The guard steps aside. ''"But don't make me haul you out. Keep your hands to yourself."'' You nod to the guard and push the door open. A small smile plays on your lips as you see [[Lila stand before her vanity.|LilaVisit1a]] <div id="sources"></div>

Casino all lost: "Well, this isn't good..." You mutter to yourself. "I'm not having any luck today... sheesh, how could I have lost so much SP? It's better to leave now." Casino won/lost some money: It's important to know when to stop and you seem to have reached that point. Without looking at the tables again, you make your way out of the casino and into the lounge. [[Back|LoungeFirstProceed2]]

<b class="lila">"I knew you would enjoy it."</b> She says as she keeps her eyes fixed on the mirror, removing her shiny earrings. <b class="lila">"We didn't play the songs I wanted. It's my boss' job to choose that..."</b> <b class="protagonist">"Sorry to hear that. You sang nicely nevertheless."</b> You sit down onto the black leather couch, watching her remove the heavy makeup from her face. <b class="lila">"Thanks."</b> She looks at your reflection in the mirror, offering a small smile. <b class="lila">"Is there something you wanted?"</b> <b class="protagonist">"The guards here are strict, aren't they?"</b> <b class="lila">"Well, no offense but your fashion choice is inappropriate for a place like this. I don't think the guards will tolerate your fashion faux pas next time."</b> She turns around, giving your frame a brief but calculated glance. <b class="lila">"I may have something for you."</b> She stands up, walking over to her closet. It doesn't take her long to find a short but elegant looking dress, paired with tastefully designed heels. <b class="lila">"Here you go."</b> She places the clothes onto the seat next to you. <b class="lila">"I will borrow you this. But under one circumstance. You can only wear this for the lounge, understood? The key word is 'borrow' which means you will have to give it back. Without any tears and stains."</b> You eye the beautiful dress with a grin on your face. <b class="protagonist">"Thank you so much. I promise I won't ruin it."</b> [[Take them|LilaVisit1b]] //Lounge dress has been added to your inventory.// //Lounge heels have been added to your inventory.// <<script>>setup.InventoryAddWithID (28)<</script>>\ <<script>>setup.InventoryAddWithID (29)<</script>>\

<b class="lila">"You promise you will wear the dress only for the performance?"</b> She raises her brow at you. <b class="protagonist">"Promise!"</b> You smile at her, feeling as if you had just made a new friend. It always felt good to meet a sane person in this hotel. <b class="lila">"Sorry but I will have to leave soon... I have a rehearsal in half an hour."</b> She sighs. <b class="lila">"Fame always comes with a price."</b> <<linkappend 'Does this job make you happy?'>> <b class="lila">"Of course."</b> She nods, removing her false eyelashes and wiping off the eyeshadow. <b class="lila">"I don't have much of a personal life but I love being on the stage. It feels so... liberating. I hope you understand what I mean."</b> <</linkappend>>\ <<linkappend 'Is your name really Lila?'>> She turns briefly around to give you a smirk. <b class="lila">"No... my name is Lilith. But my boss thinks 'Lila' suits me much better."</b> <</linkappend>>\ <<linkappend 'Where can I find you when you\'re not here?'>> <b class="lila">"Nowhere. If I'm not here, it means I am even more busy."</b> Her gaze saddens. <b class="lila">"But... in the afternoons, I am here. Usually before the performance and a bit afterwards."</b> <</linkappend>> [["Good luck on your rehearsal. I hope to see you around soon!"|LilaVisit1c]] <<if $loungeWine>> [[(bottle of wine) "You know... you look really alluring in that dress."|LilaVisitWine]] <<else>>\ <b class="na">//(bottle of wine) "You know... you look really alluring in that dress."//</b> <</if>>\ <<set $DiscoveredArray.delete ("[[Go to the lounge|LoungeVisitFirst][$energy-=25]]")>>\ <<set $DiscoveredArray.pushUnique("[[Go to the lounge|LoungeVisit][$energy-=25]]")>>\ <<set $lila += 1>>\ <<set $lilaCD = 1>>\

<<if $curIDTop != 28>> <<if $curIDTop > 0>> You're already wearing something. <<else>> You put on the lounge dress. <<script>>setup.PutOn (28)<</script>>\ <img class="center" src='media/items/dress_lila.jpg'/> <</if>> <<else>> You take off the lounge dress. <<script>>setup.TakeOff (28)<</script>>\ <</if>> [[Back|Inventory]] <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $curIDShoes != 29>> <<if $curIDShoes > 0>> You wear already shoes. <<else>> You put on the lounge heels. <<script>>setup.PutOn (29)<</script>>\ <img class="center" src='media/items/shoes_lila.jpg'> <</if>> <<else>> You open the straps of the heels and slip out of them. <<script>>setup.TakeOff (29)<</script>>\ <</if>> [[Back|Inventory]] <div id="sources"></div>

She takes off her heels and walks over to you, giving you a brief but hearty hug. <b class="lila">"Thank you! You're one of the nicer people I meet around here. Enjoy that dress!"</b> You hug her too and [[turn around to leave.|LoungeMAIN]]

<b class="lila">"Oh, really?"</b> Her brows raise, a small smirk playing on her red lips. <b class="lila">"Thank you so much. I must say you have some alluring qualities yourself."</b> She takes off her high heels and walks over to you barefoot. Her long legs drape over your thighs as she sits down, looking deep into your eyes. <b class="lila">"How much did you drink?"</b> She asks, amused by your surprised reaction. <b class="protagonist">"N-not much... maybe a bottle?"</b> You stammer, looking at her with a ruddy face. <b class="lila">"You are even cuter when you're drunk."</b> She leans close to you, inhaling the scent of wine. As she leans back, she trails her foot up your thigh, resting just before your crotch. <b class="lila">"I feel so sore from standing around in heels."</b> She feigns a distraught expression, her toes pressing into your flesh. [["Would you like a massage?"|LilaVisitWine1]] [["I should leave you to rest then."|LilaVisitWineDecline1]]

<img class="center" src='media/environment/lounge.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(97)"/> You enter the lounge, the familiar scent of cigars clouding your vision. What would you like to do? <<if $lilaCD == 0>>\ [[Wait for Lila's performance|LilaPerformance]] <<else>>\ Lila doesn't seem to be around. <</if>>\ <<if $lila > 1>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Casino' 'Casino'>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Order drink' 'LoungeDrinksMenu'>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Mingle' 'Mingle'>><</button>></p> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Go home' 'HandlerIn'>><</button>></p> <</if>>\ <div id="sources"></div>

<b class="lila">"I thought you'd never ask."</b> She leans back, pressing her back into the pillows as she pulls up her other foot to you. You carefully start to massage her, moving from one painted toe to the other. Lila lets out a small moan. <b class="lila">"You have very talented hands. Look at you being so gentle even when drunk..."</b> She closes her eyes and relaxes completely. You move from the toes to the lower part of her feet, alternating from one foor to the other as you press into the tisue and try circle your thumbs into the flesh. She lets out a giggle, briefly pulling her foot back. <b class="lila">"That tickled!"</b> She blushes. [[Tickle her again|LilaVisitWineTickle]] [[Continue massaging her normally|LilaVisitWine2]]

<b class="lila">"You're probably right."</b> Her foot retreats, a slight disappointment visible in her expression. <b class="lila">"I need to be on my way soon anyway. So... make sure to try out that dress and visit me soon again."</b> Her feline eyes watch you stand up, following your form with intrigue. <b class="lila">"Goodbye, my little friend."</b> [[She chuckles.|LoungeMAIN]]

A loud laugh escapes her lips as you take her ankle and gently trail your finger over the soles of her foot. She squirms and playfully tries to free herself. As she shifts on the couch, you can see that she is clearly wearing no panties either. Your attention shifts back to her foot, her toes wiggling from excitement as you tickle her again. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(70)"><source src='media/events/feettickle1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="lila">"Stop..."</b> She laughs, trying to compose herself. <b class="lila">"You're making me melt here..."</b> <b class="protagonist">"Oh, so you enjoy being tickled?"</b> You trail your fingertips over the sensitive skin again. This time, Lila laughs even harder, arching her hips as she somehow tries to wiggle herself out of the grip. <b class="lila">"Oh, I hate you!"</b> She jokingly says as you finally let her be. <b class="lila">"I hate even more the fact that I have to leave now."</b> She glances at the clock, the smile fading from her lips. <b class="lila">"Will you come back to 'tickle me' again? I am free in the afternoons, before my performances."</b> And with that, she leaps off the couch and moves to put on her high heels. <b class="protagonist">"Of course! I will see you around, Lila."</b> You stagger out of the room, [[still dizzy from the wine.|LoungeMAIN]] <div id="sources"></div>

<b class="protagonist">"Sorry about that..."</b> You take her foot again, this time going more gently. Her skin feels so smooth and soft, you cannot help but enjoy each touch as well. Soft moans escape her occasionally and you can see she is almost falling asleep as she surrendered to your caresses and touches. <b class="lila">"Ugh... I can't believe I have to stop you now."</b> She groans, sadly retreating her feet. <b class="lila">"Please come by whenever you want. My feet are always sore after performing. But now..."</b> She sits up, tucking her blonde locks behind her ears. <b class="lila">"...I really have to get ready. I hope to see you soon!"</b> And with that, you stagger out of the room and try to somehow navigate [[your way back to the lounge.|LoungeMAIN]]

<<if $energy == 0>>\ <<set $blockInventory=1>>\ Music and laughter comes from the other end of the double door before which a guardsman in standing. You approach him confidently, hoping he would allow you to pass. <<if $gagged>>\ You blush and quickly remove your gag. <<script>>setup.GagTheGirl("")<</script>>\ <</if>>\ <<if $curIDTop == 28 && $curIDShoes == 29>>\ You stand before the guard as he takes a good look at you from head to toe. ''"Very well. You may come in, I guess..."'' He steps aside, letting you walk through the door and [[into the exquisite lounge.->LoungeMAIN][$energy -= 25]] <<else>>\ You approach the door before which the familiar guard stands. However, this time he stops you in your tracks. ''"I can't let you in this time. You aren't properly dressed."'' <b class="protagonist">If only you had the proper dress and shoes...</b> <<link 'Return to your home.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <<if $SP >= 10>>\ [[Bribe (10 SP) ->LoungeBribe]] <<else>>\ //<b class="na">Bribe (10 SP)</b>// <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<else>>\ The entrance door to the lounge is closed, with a man suited up standing before it. As you approach, he gives you a stern look. ''"The lounge isn't open yet. Come back in the evenings."'' <<link 'Turn around and go back.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <</if>>\

<b class="protagonist">"Will 10 SPs suffice?"</b> You ask somewhat hesitantly, afriad he will report you for your bribing attempt. The guard looks around before quietly replying. ''"Alright. But don't tell anyone..."'' //10 SP has been removed.// You enter the lounge with a smirk on your face but you cannot help but feel a bit regret at giving [[so many points.|LoungeMAIN]] <<set $SP -= 10>>\

You take a seat by an empty table and lean back. The waiter seems to be quite busy, serving several demanding customers and it seems like there is only him working. He seems quite exhausted. Your train of thoughts is stopped by the dimming of lights. The band goes on the stage and you see Lila adjust her tight dress and position herself before the microphone. <img class="center" src='media/events/girlonstage.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(95)"/> [[The music starts very soon.|LilaVisit3]] <div id="sources"></div>

With a small smile, you watch her perform through the cloud of smoke and chatter. She seems to be rather confident and with good reason - her voice is simply amazing. The hour passes quickly and you react with an enthusiastic applause and cheer once they bow to the audience. What else would you like to do now? <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Visit Lila' 'LilaVisit4'>><</button>></p>

The bouncer remembers you and steps aside, granting you entry without a word. Once you walk in, you spot Lila at her usual place before the mirror. <img class="center" src='media/npc/lila/lila2.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(264)"/> <b class="lila">"Ah, I was expecting you."</b> She gives you a small smile as she continues to remove her makeup. <b class="lila">"So, how did you like the performance?"</b> <b class="protagonist">"It was very good."</b> You sit down onto the couch and watch her remove the thick layer of makeup on her face. <b class="lila">"Only 'very good'?"</b> She teases you. <b class="protagonist">"It was splendid!"</b> You reply with much more enthusiasm, your answer drawing a wide smile on her face. She quickly finishes cleaning up her face and twists in her chair to face you. <b class="lila">"I have half an hour before I have to leave for rehearsal. What would you like to do?"</b> <b class="protagonist">"Uh... I don't know really."</b> <b class="lila">"Come on, you must have an idea!"</b> She pouts. <<linkappend'Well, we could go and eat something.'>> "Nah... I'm good. Any other ideas?" <</linkappend>> [['Your feet seem sore. Would you like me to massage them?'|LilaVisit2Massage1]] [[Let's get a drink!|LilaVisit2Drink]] <div id="sources"></div> <<set $lilaCD = 2>>\ <<set $lila += 1>>\

With lots of patience, you continue to knead her feet, paying attention to every area. Judging from her expression, Lila seems to be in a lot of pleasure. Her lips are parted and her head tilted back. Each limb is completely relaxed, almost melting into the couch. You continue to work until she dozes off... but only for a short while. <img class="center" src='media/sex_scenes/footmassage1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(99)"/> Once you stop pampering her, she immediately opens her eyes and looks at the clock on the wall. <b class="lila">"Darn..."</b> She stands up. <b class="lila">"I need to leave. Will you come by soon again?"</b> She reaches to briefly hold your hands. <b class="lila">"Thank you so much for the massage."</b> You nod, giving her a small smile before standing up. [["I will see you around."|LoungeMAIN]] <div id="sources"></div>

"Sure! But remember I don't have much time." She ties her hair up into a luscious bun, quickly applying some lipstick before turning to you again. [["Let's go!"|LilaVisit2Drink2]]

The lounge is still as full as it was before the show but you two managed to find a table in the corner, somewhat managing to get away from the heat and the noise. As the waiter arrives, Lila orders you both a glass of white wine. <b class="lila">"Trust me, it's the best wine around here."</b> She puts your hand down as you're about to pay. <b class="lila">"It's on me. I'm pretty sure I earn more than you."</b> <b class="protagonist">"Well, that's arrogant. But thanks."</b> She chuckles at your comment and leans forward, intently observing you. <b class="protagonist">"What is it?"</b> You feel somewhat self-conscious at the way her eyes roam your face. <b class="lila">"Nothing. You're just really pretty. That's all."</b> Her answer makes you blush and you look away, trying your best not to seem flustered. <b class="protagonist">"Thank you..."</b> The waiter arrives with the wine and Lila immediately reaches for her own glass. <<linkappend 'How long have you been singing here?'>> <b class="lila">"Oh, for as long as I remember."</b> She shrugs. <b class="lila">"Years. A decade, at least."</b> <</linkappend>> <<linkappend 'What were you doing before?'>> <b class="lila">"Nothing. I started immediately with my career as a singer."</b> <</linkappend>> <<linkappend 'Do you belong to any of the groups?'>> <b class="lila">"Groups? Look..."</b> She sighs, setting down her already empty glass. <b class="lila">"I'm not really up for any deep personal exchanges. Work is already stressful enough as it is. I hope you can understand that."</b> <b class="protagonist">"Of course..."</b> You feel somewhat embarrassed but her smile tells you not to be. <b class="protagonist">"Sorry."</b><</linkappend>> [["Would you like to dance?"|LilaVisit2Drink3]] <<link '"I should get going now. Thank you for the wine!".'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>>

<b class="lila">"Sure!"</b> Her smile lights up brightly as she kicks off her shoes again. You both stand up and go to the small dance floor where a few couples were already dancing to the cheerful music. She seems to be extremely talented not only in singing but also dancing as she leads your movements and makes you all dizzy from the spinning and twirling. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(71)"><source src='media/events/dance1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You both have an amazing time but soon she stops to catch her breath. <b class="lila">"That was fun!"</b> She hugs you tightly. <b class="lila">"Thank you so much for this!"</b> Her smiling face nuzzles the crook of her neck before parting. <b class="lila">"Please come by again! This was so fun!"</b> She sits down again to put on her shoes. <b class="lila">"Too bad I have to go now but please, please... visit me."</b> Her face turns serious for a moment as she looks up to you again. <b class="protagonist">"I will."</b> You nod at her. <b class="lila">"Promise?"</b> <b class="protagonist">"Promise!"</b> You give her one final [[hug before parting.|LoungeMAIN]] <div id="sources"></div>

<b class="lila">"Oh, I thought you'd never ask! You know what I like."</b> She eagerly kicks off her high heels and hastes to sit down beside you. You admire her long legs as she stretches them over your lap. Her blonde curls cascade onto the pillow as she leans back and raises her arms above her head. Your eyes travel down to her feet which are now moving to rest their heels on your thighs. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(96)"><source src='media/events/legsdraped.webm' type="video/webm"></video> "Go on, don't be shy..." She giggles. "They are very, very sore... you know." You take one foot in your hand and start to massage her gently. Her toes curl as she closes her eyes and lets out a sigh of relief. "Yes, that feels amazing..." You press your thumbs into the heel and massage it with circular movements, intently observing her expression. [[Continue massaging her.|LilaVisit2Massage]] [[Tickle her|LilaVisit2Tickle]] [[Move up her legs|LilaVisit2Finger]] <div id="sources"></div>

An idea crosses your mind and a devilish grin plays on your lips as you gently take hold of her ankle and tickle her sole. Lila immediately sits up, giggling and weakly trying to pull her foot away. <b class="lila">"You are so cruel..."</b> She grins at you, not pulling back as you released her from the grip. You take it as a hint to continue caressing her sole and draw out more laughter. Within a matter of moments, she is pressed into the couch again, squirming and arching her hips as you continue to tickle her. The laughter echoes in the room and you have way too much fun. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(100)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/feettickle1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="lila">"Oh, my..."</b> She breathes heavily, giggling even after you've stopped. <b class="lila">"You know, I really like that. You're the first one to find out..."</b> <b class="protagonist">"Oh really? I will keep that in mind..."</b> <b class="lila">"I sure hope you do."</b> A small blush covers her cheeks as she looks at you, still breathing quickly. There seems to be more in her gaze than pure amusement. <b class="lila">"Now, out with you."</b> She playfully nudges you with her foot. <b class="lila">"I need to get ready for the damned rehearsal."</b> [["I will see you around!"|LoungeMAIN]] <div id="sources"></div>

You don't linger too long massaging her soles as you soon start to move up her ankles. You notice she still seems relaxed and open-minded even as you trail your hands up her knees. Carefully, your hands sneak beneath her dress... She parts her thighs, scooting her hips closer to you. A small smile plays on her lips. She seems to be very eager for you to continue. <b class="lila">"You almost found my second favourite spot."</b> She says, tilting her head back. <b class="lila">"Keep going."</b> You sneak your hands further up, surprised to feel she isn't wearing any panties. As your fingers reach between her legs, you are excited to see how much horny she was for your touch. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(99)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/handsup.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="protagonist">"You're soaking wet..."</b> You comment quietly, mesmerized by the warm and arousing feeling. <b class="lila">"A good massage always gets me aroused. And you're very talented."</b> She takes your hand, urging it to press against her clit. At the firm touch, she cannot help but moan. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/sex_scenes/finger1.mp4' type="video/mp4" onclick="source.ShowSource(98)"></video> ''"Miss Lila."'' A knock can be heard at the door. ''"It is soon time for your rehearsal. Get ready so we can go."'' <b class="lila">"Okay!"</b> She says, unable to hide the disappointment in her voice. <b class="lila">"Fuck me..."</b> She whispers. <b class="lila">"I can't have a moment for myself."</b> She pulls back from your touch, not looking into your eyes as she goes to take her heels. <b class="lila">"You know..."</b> She sighs deeply. <b class="lila">"I can't remember the last time I was so horny for someone. If you don't come visit me again, I will hunt you down. No joking."</b> <b class="protagonist">"I wouldn't turn down the chance."</b> You chuckle. [["I will see you around, Lila."|LoungeMAIN]] <div id="sources"></div> <<set $DreamArray.push ("sleepFingerLila")>>\

<img class="center" src='media\environment\screen.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(9998)"/> You stand in front of a giant screen. On it you can see a picture of every member of the group. On top of the rows is the portray of Mistress Santini. <p class="hotelnet">Hello Miss Doe</p> You can a see a big button at the bottom. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Request a task'>><<replace "#sources">>Coming soon....<</replace>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Back'>><<goto 'SFoyer'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<set _r = random (1,3)>>\ <<if _r == 1>>\ <img class="center" src='media\npc\rgirl1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(72)"/> You stumble upon a naked brunette, seductively leaned against the wall in the middle of the hallway. She doesn't seem to belong here, or at least your gut feeling tells you this. Her attitude and lack of uniform contradict each other - to whom does she belong to? Does she work for someone? Is she some guest or maid? But as you approach her, you notice that something is even more off. Her reactions seem slow and delayed - maybe she's been drugged? But before you can ask her anything, she slowly slips back inside the room she was leaned against. <<elseif _r == 2>>\ <img class="center" src='media\npc\rgirl2.png' onclick="source.ShowSource(73)"/> In the hallway you meet a naked woman. She seems to be in the same predicament as you. As she sees you she stops. <b class="girls">"Hey... ehm please stay away. I haven't meet the most pleasant people around here."</b> She slowly backs up. You definetly understand her. <<elseif _r == 3>>\ <img class="center" src='media\npc\rgirl3.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(74)"/> <b class="protagonist">"Oh, my God!"</b> You flinch as you almost walk into a woman who just as you didn't expect an encounter while turning the corner. She takes a step back from you and offers a small apologetic smile but before you can ask her anything, she evades a possible conversation by rushing past you and disappearing down the hall. <b class="protagonist">"Who the hell was that..."</b> You wonder. It was odd she was neither wearing a choker nor any sort of uniform or accessory. Perhaps there are even more girls out here who are struggling to find their way around. Who knows? <</if>>\ <<if setup.InventoryContains ("33")>>\ <b class="l">"Don't... forget, lost one..."</b> you spin around but noone is there. You wonder where this voice was coming from one. The girl looks at you wondering what's up with you. <b class="protagonist">This voice... the ball?</b> you remember the blonde woman giving you the red rubber ball. <</if>>\ <<link 'Let her be.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <div id="sources"></div>

---- //You have reached the end of this story line. Come soon back for more! <<link 'Return.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>>

<img class="center" src='media/d/wall.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(9998)"/> You find yourself again inside the halls of Group D. This time you now what awaits you so you don't run into any waitresses. Again the lounge is so barely illuminated that you can't make out really anything. [[You move to the office from Miss Carter|groupDVisit2]]

You knock at the door and an familiar yet annoyed face is looking at you. <img class="center" src='media/npc/jones.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(54)"/> <b class="girls">"You again? What do you want?"</b> <b class="protagonist">"I want to speak to Miss Carter."</b> you say to her. In response she only scuffs but beforce she can answer you hear another familiar voice from inside the room. <b class="carter">"Let her in, Jones!"</b> With an angry face she opens [[the door for you.|groupDVisit3]]

<img class="center" src='media/carter/carter1.jpg' /> <b class="carter">"So, do you think you're worthy?"</b> <<if setup.InventoryContains (12)>>\ [[Tell her about the folder|groupD6]] <img src='media/icons/lockopen.jpg' height="29" width="29"/> <<else>>\ //<b class="na">??? </b>// <img src='media/icons/lock.jpg'/> <</if>>\ <<if $bianca > 11>>\ <b class="bianca">"Oh I think she is worthy!"</b> [[A sudden voice behind you appears|groupD6Bia]] <<else>>\ //<b class="na">??? </b>// <img src='media/icons/lock.jpg'/> <</if>>\ [[Say nothing|groupD5b]]

<<set _r = random (1,10)>>\ <<switch _r>>\ <<case 1>>\ A loud clap makes you jump upwards. You are sitting at a table inside what seems your old school room. All tables in front of you are empty and in front of the board stands a strict looking woman with glasses. Her dark hair tied up in a bun make her look even more intimidating. <img class="center" src='media/events/sleep/school/teacher1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(79)"> <b class="maids">"<<print $firstname>>. This is getting out of hand. I thought the punishment last time would have been sufficent."</b> Her eyes wander down on you. You follow her gaze just to realize you are completley naked and even worse your cock is locked up in a chastity cage. Quickly you bring down your hands to hide anything thats possible but mostly your imprisoned privates. <b class="maids">"I told you not to follow that bad example of your friend Mr. Hyde."</b> She gestures behind you. <img class="center" src='media/events/sleep/school/girl1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(80)"> As you turn around to look you see that only one other chair in the classroom is not vacant. On one of the chairs you can see a cute girl sitting. Her dark hair is tied into pig tails and what is most noticable her outifit consists of very short and shiny clothes. Her top is a dark greenish latex blouse with an opening right in the middle to show her cleavage. On top of it you can see a small tie. What you can see from the bottom is a dark latex skirt with red stockings. Her expression is a mix of absence and delight and you can swear you can hear a buzzing sound coming from her. A loud dropping sound draws your attention back towards the front of you. On your table you can see now a similiar looking outfit like the girl behind you is wearing. <b class="maids">"Put them on."</b> The teacher commands you with a strict and unforgiving voice. Just as you you open your mouth to stutter an answer you find yourself inside the bed of your room. <b class="protagonist">Goddamnit these dreams...</b> <<case 2>>\ <b class="maids">"<<print $realfirstname>>!"</b> A loud, harsh shout makes you jump. The teacher who just interrupted your sleep is standing in front of you with crossed arms and a furious expression. Her ruler smacked against the table again, your pen dropping onto the floor. <b class="maids">"I had enough of you coming to class for nothing else but to snooze and disturb the other students! If I catch you again, you will be in big trouble, mister."</b> She gives you a disappointed look before returning to the blackboard. As you crouch down to pick up the pen, the girl sitting behind you starts giggling. <b class="girls">"What a loser."</b> She comments. As you turn towards her, you notice that she has both of her legs atop of the desk - her crotch being entirely exposed. <img class="center" src='media/sex_scenes/upskirt1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(162)"/> You shamelessly catch a glimpse beneath the table. But what seemed to be a short moment to you, was actually a quite long while and now the whole class is staring at you, chuckling and whispering. You can't look away but you also have nothing to say in your defense. How embarrassing! <<case 3>>\ <b class="maids">"As you can see..."</b> The sharpie squeals against the paper.<b class="maids">""...it is very important to apply the logarithm in this case."</b> You flinch, almost slipping off the uncomfortable school bench. A few classmates cast you an uninterested stare before returning their attention to the board. At least the teacher didn't take notice of you dozing off in class. She's still turned towards the math problem, explaining it in a monotone voice. <img class="center" src='media/events/sleep/school/teacher2.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(163)"> Math was never your strength but the stuff on the board looks like a nightmare. There is so much... too much to copy, with letters and numbers so tiny, you would never be able to make sense of it. Luckily, the enticing view of the teacher's slutty outfit makes you much more interested in partaking of the class. <<case 4>>\ <b class="girls">"Fuck! You're so fucking big! Ah!!"</b> You open your eyes, only to realize you are back in your old classroom. However, this isn't Psychology 101, but more like Introduction to Orgy. With eyes wide in disbelief, you look around, recognizing your old classmates who are now fucking each other mindlessly. <b class="girls">"Come on, <<print $realfirstname>>! It's a group project, you gotta do something too."</b> The girl sitting next to you reaches to unzip your pants and before you can even say anything, she tugs them down your knees. A moment of silence later, she bursts into laughter. <b class="girls">"Hahahah! What the fuck is this?"</b> <img class="center" src='media/sissy/cage1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(165)"/> You look down and see your cock restrained by some sort of chastity cage. Blood rushes in your face and, now red-faced and mortified, you watch your classmates all laugh at you. <b class="girls">"You're so fucking pathetic! I'd rather take care of myself. Maybe you can use this after I'm done."</b> Your group partner giggles as she pulls out a dildo and shamelessly starts using it before you. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(164)"><source src='media/events/sleep/school/dildo1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You sink deeper and deeper into the chair, wishing the wooden seat would swallow you at once. <<case 5>>\ <b class="protagonist">"So, Ashley, your oral examination begins now. You know the drill; for every wrong answer, you are obliged to remove one piece of clothing."</b> <b class="girls">"Duh! Of course, Mr. <<print $lastname>>."</b> The student rolls her eyes at you, popping a bubblegum between her lips. You clear your throat, looking down at the paper listing gibberish questions you couldn't really read. Therefore, you decide to improvise. <b class="protagonist">"What's the... uh... what's the capital of Iceland?"</b> <b class="girls">"Idk..."</b> She twirls a lock of hair between her fingers. <b class="girls">"Seven?"</b> Before you can even say anything, she peels off a part of her uniform, exposing her round ass without any hint of shame. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(166)"><source src='media/events/sleep/school/girl2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You watch the fabric hit the floor, your arousal throbbing between your legs. <<case 6>>\ <b class="girls">"<<print $realfirstname>>! Ew! Stop staring at me, you fucking creep."</b> The girl frowns, giving you a long look from head to toe before returning her attention to the class. Her long legs are barely covered by the skirt which reveals a teasing hint of her upper thighs. You can't help but stare at her, minding little her pissed off manner. <img class="center" src='media/events/sleep/school/girl3.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(167)"> Maybe... just maybe, you would have a chance with her? Still staring at her, you begin to daydream and feel the heat pool between your legs. <<case 7>>\ <b class="maids">"You naughty, naughty girls! If you want each other so much, we better take care of solving the problem at once!"</b> <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(168)"><source src='media/events/sleep/school/lick1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You see a strict nun, shouting and holding the head of a student and forcing her face against the crotch of another girl. You want to say something but, stammering, you find yourself to form any coherent thought or sentence. <b class="maids">"All of you better watch this!"</b> The nun says, looking around the room. <b class="maids">"Otherwise you will come on the table next."</b> You look around and realize the entire "audience" consists of students - young women wearing catholic schoolgirl uniforms, with their faces blushing and afraid. You notice a stray strand of hair fall before your eyes and so you tuck it behind your ear, realizing now that you are one of them aswell. A quick glance downwards confirms it - a generous amount of buttoned-up cleavage almost makes you gasp in surprise and confusion. <b class="maids">"<<print $firstname>>!"</b> The nun shouts. <b class="maids">"Take a good look. You, girl, are always the biggest trouble. You know what? Come here?"</b> Just as she is about to grab you, however, you jerk and find yourself in your bedroom once again. <<case 8>>\ After a long and frustrating day at school, nothing feels better than playing something for hours on end, with an audience of course. Someday, you will definitely become famous with your let's-plays and the thought motivates you to log onto Twitch and put on your headphones. <img class="center" src='media/events/sleep/twitch.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(170)"> But, as per usual, there is literally no one watching your stream. Nevertheless, you still joke out loud and ironically address the nonexistent audience as you continue to play. Suddenly, a message pops up: <p class="hotelnet">Having trouble with gaining viewers and fans? Click HERE -> Simple trickts to gain more followers/subs/clicks</p> <b class="protagonist">Definitely spam, but why the hell not?</b> You click the link and a sudden flash of light blinds you, rendering you confused and shocked. What just happened? You slowly regain your vision and can't believe your eyes as you look into your webcam image. <img class="center" src='media/events/sleep/gamer1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(169)"> <b class="protagonist">"Oh, my god!"</b> You look down then, meeting a pair of breasts and latex-encased legs. Legs for days! Blonde, luscious strands falling down your shoulders, and a waist Kim Kardashian could only dream of. "Wow beautiful come to bangladesh pls" "What's your insta??" "Begone THOT" "Literal goddess! <3" <<case 9>>\ <b class="protagonist">"Fuck this!"</b> You fling your unfinished homework across the room. The notebook hits the wall before dropping into the bin in a satisfying manner. <b class="protagonist">"This is bullshit... who even needs functions?"</b> With an annoyed sigh, you throw yourself onto the couch, deciding to treat yourself for the effort with an hour or two of Tomb Raider. After loading up your save game, you're welcomed by a rather unusual prompt: "I'm a slut. Addicted to cock. ''YES.''" You frown at the screen, wondering why is there no 'NO' option. <b class="protagonist">"Ah, whatever."</b> You decide to press 'YES', the action leading you to a brief loading screen after which a rather interesting scene flashes before your eyes. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(180)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/game1.mp4' type="video/mp4"></video> This is definitely not where you last left off your game. The usually strong, proud and smart Lara is kneeling in front of a thug, her narrow eyes fixed upon his huge cock. She teasingly plays with it, letting it slap her face inbetween the tongue-teasing. Before you can even react to it, you hear your mother's voice behind you. <b class="girls">"<<print $realfirstname>>! What are you watching there?"</b> She gasps in shock, just as you're about to wake up. <<case 10>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("anonfem.png", "Hogwarts student", "girls", "What’s the matter, Potter? Got nothing to say?")>>\ The female students in front of you burst into girly laughter as you try to mumble out a question. To your horror, your mouth has disappeared! You see the leader of the mean girl group slowly lower her wand as she continues to look at you provocatively. <img class="center" src='media/events/sleep/hp1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(185)"> <<print dialog.Show1("anonfem.png", "Hogwarts student", "girls", "Now, now. Be a good doll and follow us.")>>\ With another wave of her wand, a collar with a leash appears tightened around your throat. She tugs at it, laughing as the other girls make barking sounds to mock you. <<print dialog.Show1("anonfem.png", "Hogwarts student", "girls", "You have the honour of being our little subject for today. We’re in dire need of training in transformation...")>>\ The crowd of girls stands up, still giggling as you’re being tugged. <</switch>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Wake up' 'WakeUp'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<b class="girls">"Don’t you think my butt is too big? Be honest."</b> <b class="maids">"Bullshit! Of course not! There’s no such thing as a booty too big."</b> You observe the exchange from a safe hideout. The two scarcely clad women seem to be very immersed in their conversation, seductively leaning into each other’s direction and touching each other every once in a while. As they decide to head into your direction, you quickly hide behind the corner and press your back against the wall. However, that didn’t help. They noticed you immediately, stopping right before you with smirks on their pretty faces. <img class="center" src='media/npc/bimbo1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(81)"> <b class="maids">"Well, you definitely need a bigger butt, girl!"</b> She eyes you from head to toe as if you were her submissive, little pet. You cannot help but feel inferior beneath her scrutinizing and cold stare. <b class="maids">"Go to room 167. Maybe you will find some inspiration there."</b> She winks and pats your shoulder before moving on with her friend. <b class="protagonist">Your heart still pounds wildly even after they’re long since gone. Room 167... that must be a trap. Unless? </b> <<link 'You decide to move on.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <div id="sources"></div> <<set $DiscoveredArray.pushUnique("[[Explore Room 167|buttRoom1][$energy-=25]]")>>\ <<set $RoomArray.delete ("buttEvent")>>\

<b class="protagonist">Ah... to hell with it. Let’s explore.</b> As you enter the elevator, you notice that the floor buttons have been once again switched up. It takes you a few moments to find the number 1, which is oddly placed in the third column of the second row. The door closes, the elevator starts to emit a low hum. The weight pulling you downwards makes you realize the elevator is moving up. <b class="protagonist">"This can’t be..."</b> You lean against the wall, watching the light inside flicker. The hum becomes louder and panic rises in your chest. Elevators always made you feel uneasy, the mere thought of being trapped in one is nothing short of a nightmare. ''Ding!'' The door opens at last and your wobbling legs bring you out into the corridor. You begin to wander in search of the room. the journey lasting a good ten minutes before you find yourself in front of the room 167. <img class="center" src='media/environment/butt_room1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(82)"> A big poster depicting a large, round butt is pasted on the wooden panel of the door. The phrase “Get that butt!” makes it sound like there is some sort of an MLM scheme waiting for you inside. You sigh in defeat. Well, ‘odd’ is the new ‘normal’ here… [[Head inside.|buttRoom2]] <div id="sources"></div> <<set $blockInventory=1>>\ <<set $DiscoveredArray.delete ("[[Explore Room 167|buttRoom1][$energy-=25]]")>>\

<b class="protagonist">Well, there are definitely a lot of... rears.</b> It feels like some sort of perverted museum as you look at the numerous pictures of butts. Different angles, sizes, shapes surround you... but all stunning nevertheless. Even the carpet depicts a huge, peach-like ass, just like the bed with the blanket and pillows. <img src='media/sex_scenes/pics/ass1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(83)"><img src='media/sex_scenes/pics/ass2.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(84)"><img src='media/sex_scenes/pics/ass3.jpg'><img src='media/sex_scenes/pics/ass4.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(85)"><img src='media/sex_scenes/pics/ass5.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(86)"><img src='media/sex_scenes/pics/ass6.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(87)"> <b class="protagonist">Someone clearly has a strong fixation on butts.</b> While you could never take a side on the ass vs tits debate, these pictures definitely make you lean more on the “ass side.” It’s difficult to avert your gaze from the artwork but in the end you manage to focus once again on your task at hand. You start to look around, searching for anything that could bring you further. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Closet'>><<goto 'buttRoomCloset'>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Bed'>><<goto 'buttRoomBed'>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Leave'>><<goto $home>><<set $blockInventory=0>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<if visited () == 1>>\ The old fashioned, wooden closet stands at the other side of the room. It’s similar to the one you have, with tall doors and dark colour. It creaks as you open it, revealing a huge pile of pants. Jeans, leggings, tights, shorts of so many colours and sizes. You would love to take something so you rummage through the pile for a piece of clothing which is usable. Sadly, all of them have a big hole in the bum area, rendering them useless to you. Just as you’re about to slam the door shut in frustration, you notice a piece of shiny rubber. You pull out a purple dress, neither too long nor too short and eye the piece with intrigue. You can definitely see yourself wearing it! <img class="center" src='media/items/latex_dress_lila1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(89)"> You decide to take it as it’s the only useful thing inside. ''//Purple latex dress has been added to your inventory!//'' <<if !setup.InventoryContains ("30")>>\ <<set $InventoryArray.push ({picurl: 'media/items/latex_dress_lila1.jpg', name: 'Purple latex dress', description: 'A purple latex dress that you found in the \"butt room\".', actions: '[[Wear|UseButtDress]]', id:'30' })>>\ <<set $buttDress=0>> <</if>> <<else>>\ You check the closet again but find nothing besides torn pants. You close the doors, sighing. <</if>>\ [[Back|buttRoom2]] <div id="sources"></div>

You walk over to the bed and check beneath the blanket and the pillow. Besides the strange design, you find nothing of interest. [[Back|buttRoom2]]

<<if visited () == 1>>\ Something’s wrong. Your butt feels like it’s on fire. The inside of your cheeks is burning! You jump up with a shriek and start to panic as you pace around the room, desperately wishing for it to stop. At the peak of the discomfort, you approach the mirror to check what is going on down there… <b class="protagonist">What the f...</b> You notice your ass swell, almost cartoon-like. The dress stretches and rolls up your growing rear, exposing the round and firm cheeks expanding more and more. There is not much you can do except watch in horror as your behind is now more than twice as big as before. Luckily, the burning sensation stops and is replaced by a soothing cold. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(88)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/buttgrowth1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Shocked and blinking in disbelief, you grope the plump flesh. The skin feels so firm yet also squishy. Almost like rubber! <b class="protagonist">What is happening to me...</b> you whimper to yourself. You need to focus. You need to keep on going. <<else>>\ The familiar burning pain stings in your buttocks. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(88)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/buttgrowth1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You watch your ass expaning with your skin stretching like rubber. After a few moments it decreases in size again but stays bigger than before. <</if>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Go on' $home>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $curIDTop != 30>> <<if $curIDTop > 0>> You're already wearing something else. <<else>>\ You put on the dress you found in the "butt room”. As all the other pieces of latex, this one is super tight too and it clings even tighter each time you take a step or bend over. <img class="center" src='media/items/latex_dress_lila1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(89)"/> <<script>>setup.PutOn (30)<</script>>\ <</if>> <<else>> You climb out of the latex dress with quite the effort. But in the end you manage it and put it back in your bag. <<script>>setup.TakeOff (30)<</script>>\ <<endif>> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Back' 'Inventory'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<p class="reactionG">Moira liked that!</p> <p class="reactionG">Ms. Sinclaire liked that!</p> <b class="protagonist">"I liked it a lot to be honest. With Moira as my guide I picked up quite quickly what I had to do."</b> You tell her. The fact that also with this job you don't run often in dangerous or perverted situations you keep to yourself for now. A subtle smile appears on Moira's face. Even Ms. Sinclaire looks pleased. <b class="sinclaire">"I'm glad to hear. Seems like Moira was right with you. But there is one last task for you before I take you in my group."</b> She smiles. [[Next|joinM2]] <<set $moira += 1>>\

<p class="reactionB">Moira didn't like that!</p> <p class="reactionB">Ms. Sinclaire didn't like that!</p> <b class="protagonist">"Well it's not like I have much of a choice, have I? You hold me prisoner here, force me to do things and expect me to enjoy them?"</b> It feels good to let out your anger and frustration. Moira looks kind of disappointed but on Ms. Sinclaires face you see a smirk. <b class="sinclaire">"I hope you know that I don't have to take me into my group, right? You came to ME to ask for perimission to join. I expect a bit more gratitude or I will rethink my decision, understood?"</b> Ms. Sinclaire voice hits hard like a whip. You look down with still more words to say on your mind but you don't want to get into more trouble. [[Next|joinM2]] <<set $moira -= 1>>\

<b class="sinclaire">"What I want from you is quite simple. You shall clean a room. But this time the resident will be also there. Since he is a well known guest of the house his opinion and satisfaction has the highest priority. Clean his room and fulfill all his wishes. If he is content with you we shall welcome you in our group."</b> Moiras eyes meet yours. A little smile and nod of her head speak of confirmation and comfort. <b class="sinclaire">"In front of the door stand all the supplies you need for your work. The room is right at the end of this corridor. We will wait here."</b> Sinclaire smirks. <b class="protagonist">No backing out now...</b> [[Go to the room|joinM3]]

You step outside the room with a sigh. <b class="protagonist">Am I really gonna do this?</b> Right beside the door you see the cleaning supplies. You are pretty sure that they weren't here when you came. After grabbing them you make your way down the hallway towards the mentioned room. Once there you take a deep breath and knock. ''"Yes?"'' A deep voice answers from inside. <b class="protagonist">"Room service!"</b> You call out in your sweet girly voice. ''"Come in!"'' With a your small shaking hand you grab the door knob and step in. <img class="center" src='media/environment/rooms/highclass1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(90)"/> You almost can't believe your eyes. This room looks nothing like the rooms you have seen till now. It looks very modern and bright and doesn't even seem to fit inside this old castle. There are modern looking paintings on the wall and even an artifical fire place. ''"Hey, you new, right?"'' [[You turn towards the voice.|joinM4]] <div id="sources"></div>

<img class="center" src='media/npc/man1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(91)"/> A young and, you have to admit, quite handsome man is coming from the bathroom towards you. He is topless and greets you with a charming smile. <b class="protagonist">"I'm, ehm, yes I'm new here!"</b> you stammer obviously intimitdated by his confidence and your current outfit. ''"Nice! Well then just feel free to start."'' he winks and goes into another room. [[Let's get over with it|joinM5]] <div id="sources"></div> <<set $score = 50; $max=100; >>\ <<set $guestDest = 1; $guestTimer = 0; $handlerDest = ""; $joinMTalk = "joinMChat1"; $turns = 0; $guestBaggage = 1; $baggageOk = false; $caught = false; $maidPanties = true; $chat = true>>\

<img class="center" src='media/environment/rooms/highclass1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(90)"/> //Guest satisfaction:// <<if $score > 100>>\ <<set $score = 100>>\ <</if>>\ <<print "<ul style='list-style:none; width:100%;'>" + "<li style='text-align:center; background:green; width: " + $score + "%;' >" + $score + " %</li>" + "</ul>" >> <<if $guestDest == 1>>\ //The guest is currently in the bedroom.// <<elseif $guestDest == 2>>\ //The guest is currently in the kitchen.// <<else>>\ //The guest is currently in the bathroom.// <</if>>\ Beside the bed you can see the guests lugagge. <<if not hasVisited("joinMClothes")>>\ Several pieces of clothing are laying scattered on the ground. <</if>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Go into the kitchen'>><<goto 'joinMHandler'>><<set $handlerDest = "joinMKitchen">><</button>> ---- <<button 'Go to the bathroom'>><<goto 'joinMHandler'>><<set $handlerDest = "joinMBathroom">><</button>></p> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Tidy up the bedroom'>><<goto 'joinMHandler'>><<set $handlerDest = "joinMTidyBedroom">><</button>> ---- <<button 'Search the baggage'>><<goto 'joinMHandler'>><<set $handlerDest = "joinMBaggage">><</button>><<if not hasVisited("joinMClothes")>> ---- <<button 'Collect clothes'>><<goto 'joinMHandler'>><<set $handlerDest = "joinMClothes">><</button>><</if>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<if visited() == 1>>\ You start removing the dust from the shelves and cupboards, paying particular attention to those places which are heard to reach. Since you're now shorter as a woman, you need to stretch quite a bit to reach the upper areas. Your short uniform hitches up your ass everytime you stretch or bend forwards too much, revealing your firm but round buttocks. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(92)"><source src='media/maid/dusting1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <<set $score += 3>>\ <<if $guestDest == 1>>\ The man behind you chuckles as he observes you. ''"Please make sure not to forget the uppermost shelf."'' He playfully says. <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Yes, Sir.'>><<replace "#choice">><<print _t1>><<set $score += 3>><</replace>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Say nothing'>><<replace "#choice">><<print _t2>><</replace>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Answer angrily'>><<replace "#choice">><<print _t3>><<set $score -= 10>><</replace>><</button>></p> <<else>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Back'>><<goto 'joinM5'>><</button>></p> <</if>>\ <<set _t1 = '<p style="text-align:left"><b class="protagonist">"Yes, sir!"</b> You respond submissively, reaching up to immediately wipe the dust of the highest shelf, trying to ignore the feeling of the skirt riding up your ass and exposing every inch of your skin.\n\n\'\'"Good girl!"\'\'</p><p class="reactionG">The guest liked that.</p><p style="text-align:center"><<button \'Back\'>><<goto \'joinM5\'>><</button>></p>'>>\ <<set _t2 = '<p style="text-align:left">You keep your remarks to yourself as you continue to focus on the work ahead of you. Hopefully, he will leave soon so you can finish your shift in peace without any further attempts on playful flirting or whatever he was trying to achieve.\n\nYour silence seems to work. He watches you for a brief while before returning to whatever he was working on.<p style="text-align:center"><<button \'Back\'>><<goto \'joinM5\'>><</button>></p>'>>\ <<set _t3 = '<p style="text-align:left"><b class="protagonist">"Look, I\'m just trying to work here! Don\'t think I\'m enjoying this bullshit!"</b> You snap at him without a second thought. You had enough of his condescending behavior. You were a maid - not some cheap harlot!\n\n\'\'"Well..."\'\' The smile slowly fades from his face, replaced by a mixture of surprise and disappointment.\n\n\'\'"You are definitely the first maid I hear talking like this."\'\' He seems like he wants to say something else but decides against it.</p><p class="reactionB">The guest didn\'t like that!</p><p style="text-align:center"><<button \'Back\'>><<goto \'joinM5\'>><</button>></p>'>>\ <<elseif visited() == 2>>\ You rush around the room, trying to return everything back to its place. But your clumsy nature doesn't allow for a quick cleanup as you drop a small figurine. The piece of marble rolls down under the sofa. Of course it does that. <img class="center" src='media/maid/maid7.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(116)"/> ''"Well, that's one fine ass for sure!"'' You hear an enthusiastic voice behind you. The guest stares at you as you're on all your fours, trying to grasp the little piece of decoration under the dusty sofa. ''"How about we see what's under those panties?"'' You hear him approach. <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Agree'>><<replace "#choice">><<print _t1>><<set $score += 5>><</replace>><<set $maidPanties = false>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Refuse'>><<replace "#choice">><<print _t2>><<set $score -=15>><</replace>><</button>></p> <<set _t1 = '<p style="text-align:justify"><b class="protagonist">"But of course!"</b> You turn your head to meet him seductively, your hips swaying as if to tempt him. The guest doesn\'t waste another second. His thumbs hook into the sides of your panties, pulling them down to expose your curves and smooth lips.\n\n<video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src=\'media/maid/maid8.webm\' type="video/webm"></video></p><p class="reactionG">The guest liked that.</p><p style="text-align:center"><<button \'Back\'>><<goto \'joinM5\'>><</button>></p>'>>\ <<set _t2 = '<p style="text-align:justify"><b class="protagonist">"Sorry, I got no time for that now."</b> You quickly grasp the figurine and return into a sitting position on the floor, tugging down the hem of your skirt as if that could hide much of your ass.\n\n\'\'"Huh."\'\'He didn\'t expect such a reaction from someone working in this kind of hotel.\'\'"Alright... I will leave you to your work now."\'\' He gives you a confused look as if you\'re the one behaving out of line, before disappearing.\n\n<p class="reactionB">The guest didn\'t like that!</p>\n\n[[Back to work|joinM5]]</p>'>>\ <<else>>\ <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(109)"><source src='media/maid/dusting2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Will this day ever end? You think to yourself as you bend down to lazily dust every visible surface in the bedroom. You catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror and for a moment you admire the seductive curves and luscious lips - that guy better appreciate the high quality service he has here! Finishing yet another task, you take a deep breath and sit down for a moment. What a day. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Back'>><<goto 'joinM5'>><</button>></p> <<set $score += 3>>\ <</if>>\ <div id="sources"></div>

<img class="center" src='media/environment/rooms/highclasskitchen1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(93)"/> The kitchen looks like something you'd find in a villa. Very high class. <b class="protagonist">And my room doesn't even has a kitchen...</b> //Guest satisfaction:// <<if $score > 100>>\ <<set $score = 100>>\ <</if>>\ <<print "<ul style='list-style:none; width:100%;'>" + "<li style='text-align:center; background:green; width: " + $score + "%;' >" + $score + " %</li>" + "</ul>" >> <<if $guestDest == 1>>\ //The guest is currently in the bedroom.// <<elseif $guestDest == 2>>\ //The guest is currently in the kitchen.// <<else>>\ //The guest is currently in the bathroom.// <</if>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Go to the bedroom'>><<goto 'joinMHandler'>><<set $handlerDest = "joinM5">><</button>></p> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Clean the counters'>><<goto 'joinMHandler'>><<set $handlerDest = "joinMCleanCounters">><</button>> ---- <<button 'Do the dishes'>><<goto 'joinMDoDishes'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<print $handlerDest>> Turn: <<print $turns>> <<if $turns < 20>>\ <<set $turns += 1>> <<set $guestTimer += 1>>\ <<if $guestTimer == 2>>\ <<set $guestDest = random (1,3)>>\ <<set $guestTimer = 0>>\ <</if>>\ <<print $guestDest>> <<print previous ()>> <<if ($guestDest == 1 && previous () == "joinM5") || ($guestDest == 3 && previous () == "joinMBathroom") || ($guestDest == 2 && previous () == "joinMKitchen")>>\ <<print 'Same room'>> <<if $chat == true>> <<set _r = random (1, 6)>> <<if (_r == 1)>> <<goto $joinMTalk>> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>>\ <<goto $handlerDest>> <<else>>\ <<goto 'joinM6'>> <</if>>\

<img class="center" src='media/npc/man1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(91)"/> ''"So, you're new here? I haven't seen you before."'' he man seems quite friendly. He gives you a polite smile, his gaze quickly jumping from your outfit back to your face. You spot the phone in his hand and begin to wonder if he actually knows what's going on around here. Maybe you can trust him? This might be your chance to escape this place! <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Yes, Sir.'>><<replace "#choice">><<print _t1>><<set $score += 3>><</replace>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Being here involuntary.'>><<replace "#choice">><<print _t2>><</replace>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div> <<set _t1 = '<p style="text-align:justify"><b class="protagonist">"Yes, sir. It\'s my first time cleaning a room with the guest being present."</b> You answer, putting on the most polite and girly voice you could muster.\n\n\'\'"You are very cute. I like that."\'\' He grins.\n\n<<if $score > 50 && $score < 75>>\'\'"You are doing a great job for now! Keep up the work but don\'t exhaust yourself too much. Take a break when you need it."\'\' He winks at you before returning his attention back to his phone. <<elseif $score >= 75>>\'\'"First time really? You are doing perfectly."\'\' he laughs and returns his attention back to his phone.<<else>>\'\'"Yeah, I can definetly see that this is your first time. But you still have some time left."\'\' He says quite strict.\n\n<b class="protagonist">What a prick...</b><</if>></p><p class="reactionG">The guest liked that.</p><p style="text-align:center"><<button \'Back to work\'>><<goto $handlerDest>><</button>></p>'>>\ <<set _t2 = '<p style="text-align:justify"><b class="protagonist">"Look, I-I I\'m here against my will."</b> You say to him in a whispering tone, hoping no one else can hear you. Maybe he can help you out, maybe he will understand.\n\n\'\'"Ah... yeah?"\'\' He frowns, though he doesn\'t seem to be neither shocked nor appalled.\n\n\'\'"Well, I suppose no one really likes to work. Look at me - I have to take calls all day long even though I\'m on a vacation. Excuse me."\'\'\n\nHe then turns around to answer his phone, leaving you alone and frustrated. </p><p style="text-align:center"><<button \'Back to work\'>><<goto $handlerDest>><</button>></p>'>>\ <<set $joinMTalk = "joinMChat2">>\

<img class="center" src='media/environment/rooms/highclassbathroom1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(94)"/> //Guest satisfaction:// <<if $score > 100>>\ <<set $score = 100>>\ <</if>>\ <<print "<ul style='list-style:none; width:100%;'>" + "<li style='text-align:center; background:green; width: " + $score + "%;' >" + $score + " %</li>" + "</ul>" >> <<if $guestDest == 1>>\ //The guest is currently in the bedroom.// <<elseif $guestDest == 2>>\ //The guest is currently in the kitchen.// <<else>>\ //The guest is currently in the bathroom.// <</if>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Go to the bedroom'>><<goto 'joinMHandler'>><<set $handlerDest = "joinM5">><</button>></p> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Scrub the floor'>><<goto 'joinMHandler'>><<set $handlerDest = "joinMScrubFloor">><</button>> ---- <<button 'Clean mirror'>><<goto 'joinMHandler'>><<set $handlerDest = "joinMCleanMirror">><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/sex_scenes/finger1.mp4' type="video/mp4" onclick="source.ShowSource(98)"></video> You find yourself again inside Lilas backstage room. She is moaning as your fingers move in and out of her. Her scent and her warmth are mesmerizing. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Wake up' 'WakeUp'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

''"Hey!"'' The guest calls you, this time his voice neither flirty nor irritated. You turn around, giving him an inquisitive look. "''Time's up! Let me help you pack."'' He doesn't seem to care whether all work has been done. Perhaps he has something more important which requires total privacy? Who knows. You agree to his help and, a few minutes later, you are all set and on your way back to Moira. What a day! [[Go out|joinM7]] <<unset $max, $guestDest, $guestTimer, $handlerDest, $joinMTalk, $turns, $guestBaggage, $baggageOk, $caught, $chat>>\

<img class="center" src='media/others/baggage1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(101)"/> <<if $caught == true>>\ You don't dare to try to search the bag again. So you [[better return.|joinM5]] <<else>>\ <<if $guestDest == 1>>\ <<if $guestBaggage == 1>>\ With curiosity taking you over, you decide to peek inside the guest's luggage. Quietly, you unzip the leather suitcase but before you can even take a look at the contents, a sharp voice startles you. ''"Hey! There's nothing in there for you to clean."'' He seems really upset. Shit. <b class="protagonist">"Ah, sorry! I just, I just wanted to put it somewhere aside to better reach the part here."</b> What a terrible lie! ''"Whatever. Just keep your hands away from my stuff, ok?"'' <p class="reactionB">The guest didn't like that!</p> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Return'>><<goto "joinM5">><</button>></p> <<set $guestBaggage += 1>>\ <<set $score -= 10>>\ <<elseif $guestBaggage == 2>>\ You cannot keep your hands off the guest's possession so you decide to try your luck again. You open the top, revealing a bunch of shirts and some other stuff... ''"My God!"'' The sharp voice rings in your ears. The man seems even angrier than before, his face now red and lacking any trace of the initial politeness. "Are you stupid or something? I said no touching. Even the simplest bimbo can understand that!"'' he says annoyed. <p class="reactionB">The guest didn't like that!</p> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Return'>><<goto "joinM5">><</button>></p> <<set $guestBaggage += 1>>\ <<set $score -=20>>\ <<elseif $guestBaggage == 3>>\ <b class="protagonist">God... I must see what's he hiding in there.</b> You think to yourself as you decide to take another quick peek into the baggage. ''"Okay, that's enough. Seriously!"'' The man is now shouting, stepping between you and the luggage. He slams the suitcase shut before turning to you, grasping you by your hair and forcing you down onto the floor. You yelp in pain, unable to do anything else but to succumb to his grip. ''"Give me one reason. One reason why I shouldn't throw you out and report you!"'' He talks to you as if you were some dog, his scolding tone diminishing any hint of dignity you had left. <b class="protagonist">I really fucked up this time, it seems. If he throws me out, my chance to prove myself to Miss Sinclaire will be gone. I will be kicked out! I could maybe try to convince him to forgive me or...</b> <p class="reactionB">The guest didn't like that!</p> <<set $score = 0>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Beg'>><<goto 'joinMBeg'>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Offer yourself'>><<goto 'joinMOffer'>><</button>></p> <<set $caught = true>>\ <</if>>\ <<else>>\ <<if !$baggageOk>>\ <<set _r = random (1, 7)>>\ <<if _r == 2>>\ <<goto 'joinMKeycard'>>\ <<else>>\ You try to search the baggage without making too much noise. Luckily, the thing isn't locked and it doesn't take you long to reveal its contents. There are several folders with papers stacked in them but otherwise there doesn't seem to be anything else much of use. As you hear footsteps close to the bedroom, you quickly pull away from the bag. Maybe you can take a better look later? <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Return'>><<goto "joinM5">><</button>></p> <</if>>\ <<else>>\ You take a quick look again inside the guests baggage but you are sure there is nothing more of interest. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Return'>><<goto "joinM5">><</button>></p> <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <div id="sources"></div>

<b class="protagonist">"Please, Sir! I'm so sorry for not following your orders correctly. I promise I will do better! Let me just finish my work. You will see!"</b> You beg in despair. He looks down to you as if you are something more lowly than a maid. Some sort of slave or slut, which at this point you probably are. The superiority in his gaze makes you shrink away but the firm grip on your shoulder doesn't allow you to travel further away. ''"Cleaning doesn't seem to be your strength but maybe pleasuring is."'' He reaches to tug down his pants, revealing a huge and already erect cock. You gulp at the size of the thing. It would definitely be a challenge to handle it. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(103)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/cockreveal1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> ''"Let's see if you will earn another chance to do your job right."'' He waits for you eagerly. What should you do? You nervously stare at the large cock, biting your lip as you struggle to decide. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Refuse'>><<goto 'joinMRefuse'>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Handjob'>><<goto 'joinMHandjob'>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Blowjob'>><<goto 'joinMBlowjob'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<b class="protagonist">"I am really, really sorry, sir."</b> You emphasize the last word with a seductive tone, daring to approach a step closer to him. The skirt rides up your thighs, teasing a view of your crotch. The guest seems delighted by the view. ''"I knew you were that kind of slut as soon as you entered this room. Though before we can get to the fun part, I have to address the fact you've disobeyed me. I must punish you first."'' He speaks smoothly and without resentment in his voice. A playful wink invites you to come closer. You swallow your pride and hide the apprehension as you gingerly pace towards him. <b class="protagonist">"Yes, sir. I know I deserve it."</b> ''"Good girl."'' He grabs you by your arm and you yelp in surprise when he pulls you into a very humiliating position with your ass exposed and head down. <<if $maidPanties == false>>\ He pulls out the panties he removed from you earlier. He then gags your mouth with the moist fabric. Your seductive moans are muffled as the first slap lands on your ass and your entire body twitches forward in surprise. You can't believe you are getting soaking wet from this! It's so humiliating. <<else>>\ Before you can react in any way, he tugs down your panties, ripping them off in the process. He then gags your mouth with the moist fabric. Your seductive moans are muffled as the first slap lands on your ass and your entire body twitches forward in surprise. You can't believe you are getting soaking wet from this! It's so humiliating. <</if>>\ One spank after another makes you go crazy with lust. It hurts in a good way, you can't deny that. Once he's finally done, your rear is red and burning from the well-deserved punishment. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(104)"><source src='media/maid/maidspanking1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> ''"Now that I've taught you a lesson, it's time you show me what you've got,"'' he smirks as he leans back, watching the marks left all over you. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Present your pussy'>><<goto 'joinMOfferFuck'>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Crawl over to him'>><<goto 'joinMOfferBJ'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

As you gently rummage through the folders and shirts, something catches your attention. A keycard! But what for? There are definitely keycards being used around here so maybe it will come in handy later. Its small size allows you to hide it perfectly. <img class="center" src='media/items/keycard.jpg'/> You can't say for what it is the perfect size to hide it easily. ''//Key Card has beend added to your inventory!//'' Now you're definitely sure there is nothing more of interest in the baggage. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Return'>><<goto 'joinMHandler'>><<set $handlerDest = "joinM5">><</button>></p> <<if !setup.InventoryContains ("31")>>\ <<set $InventoryArray.push ({picurl: 'media/items/keycard.jpg', name: 'White keycard', description: 'A white keycard you found in the baggage of a guest.', actions: '[[Examine|ExamineKeycard]]', id: '31'})>>\ <</if>>\ <<set $baggageOk = true>>\

A small white KeyCard of unknown purpose. You took it from the guest's luggage. Hopefully he won't need it anytime soon... <img class="center" src='media/items/keycard.jpg'/> [[Back|Inventory]]

<b class="protagonist">"No! Put that thing away!"</b> You shout at him and tug yourself out of his dominant grip. You've had enough! As you take a step back and straighten your hair, you take a deep breath to calm yourself down and notice that the guest is just as annoyed as you are. ''"Then you should leave. Now."'' He pulls his pants up and immediately guides you to the door, leaving you no time to do anything else. He pushes you out into the hallway and heads back inside, only to return with your equipment and utilities. At least he was polite enough to hand them to you instead of throwing them at your feet. ''"There. Don't come back."'' The door slams shut and you're left alone, still [[upset and agitated.|joinM6]] <<set $score = 0>>\

Swallowing your pride, you position yourself on your knees as comfortably as possible. You notice the anger fades from his face as soon as you wrap your fingers around his shaft. It feels extremely hard and you can't help but be amazed at its size. You begin to stroke him gently, looking up every once in a while to make sure he is pleased before increasing the pace. A silver of memory of how amazing handjobs used to feel appears in your mind. However, you must admit it's nothing compared to the female orgasm. You return your focus to the task at hand, keeping a steady pace. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(128)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/handjob1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> As he begins to moan, you smile up to him, trying your best to appear eager and enthusiastic. As you continue, you slowly start to feel him throb. He closes his eyes and arches his hips fowards, gripping a fistful of your hair as pleasure washes over him. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(129)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/handjob2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Before you can move aside, a generous load of cum splashes over your face. You gasp in surprise, the liquid dripping over your lips and down your chin. For a moment, you're in a trance-like state, tempted to lick the cum off yourself. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Give in'>><<goto 'joinMHandjob1'>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Resist'>><<goto 'joinMHandjob1b'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(112)"><source src='media/maid/maid6.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You collect the clothes laying all over the place and put them into the laundry basket. <<if $guestDest == 1>>\ ''"Please be careful with my clothes, will you? They are designer clothes."'' You force yourself not answer this question with some snappy response. <</if>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Back'>><<goto 'joinM5'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div> <<set $score += 5>>\

You almost jump when you turn the corner and encounter a tall woman, encased in latex and with a riding crop in her hand. She grins at your reaction, obviously finding it very amusing. <img class="center" src='media/npc/dom1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(118)"/> <<if $group == "">>\ <b class="girls">"Well, well. What do we have here?"</b> Her voice is smooth and incredibly seductive. <b class="girls">"Still no group?"</b> She chuckles. <b class="girls">"I hope it stays that way! The Hunt begins soon, my dear."</b> Her laughter makes your blood turn cold as she passes next to you and disappears down the hallway. <<else>>\ <b class="girls">"Oh. Would you look at that choker?"</b> She says in an incredibly seductive tone. <b class="girls">"You found a group? Good job! Must be nice feeling safe... for now. Don't forget that The Hunt begins soon."</b> Her laughter makes your blood run cold. Without saying another thing, she passes you and disappears down the <</if>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Return' 'HandlerIn'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<img class="center" src='media/npc/moira/moira2.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(119)"/> <<if $score > 70>>\ Once you open the door you are greeted with the familiar face of Moira. She doesn't leave you waiting at all. Jumping up from her seat, she rushes to you and pulls you into a hug. <b class="maids">"I'm very very proud of you."</b> She releases you and straightens your hair that she just messed up with the hug. <<elseif $score >40 && $score <=70>>\ Once you open the door you are greeted with the familiar face of Moira. She doesn't leave you waiting at all. Jumping up from her seat, she rushes to you and pulls you into a hug. <b class="maids">""You did great today. That's what it is."</b> She whispers into your ear before releasing you but her hands stay on your shoulders. Your gazes are entwined for a long time. <b class="maids">"But it wasn't the best you can give, am I right?"</b> She raises one of her eyebrows and, despite her playful smile, you know it's a critique you must accept and improve upon. You agree with a sigh. <<else>>\ Tired and defeated, you open the door, but instead of being greeted by solitude you see Moira. Her usual smile is missing, her gaze is cold. The way she looks at you reminds you somewhat of Mistress Sinclaire. <b class="maids">"Look."</b> She says in the familiar tone. <b class="maids">"I know this isn't what you want but we need to do our duties. You have to trust me, this is what's best for you."</b> She sighs, her disappointed gaze falling to the floor. <b class="maids">"I don't think you will stand a chance after this performance. I don't think you will have the right to stay here..."</b> She looks sad now. <</if>>\ <b class="maids">"Come with me."</b> She takes you by her hand and leads you to the room you [[were in earlier.|joinM8]] <div id="sources"></div>

As you enter the familiar room, you notice Ms. Sinclaire sitting in her place, talking to someone on the phone. She sways her heel gently as she listens, her chin resting on her knuckle. Instead of greeting you, all she did was sharply point at the chairs before her as she was still immersed in the phone conversation. <b class="sinclaire">"Oh, did she now? I see. Interesting."</b> She sneers. <b class="sinclaire">"Well, thank you very much for your feedbak. I appreciate it. Enjoy the rest of your stay."</b> The slightest hint of a smile disappears as she finishes the call. Her expression turns stone cold. <img class="center" src='media/sinclaire/sinclaire4.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(120)"/> <<if $score >30>>\ <b class="sinclaire">"I must say I'm quite surprised! Our dear guest just told me everything. He only said the best things. I liked that."</b> You can't help but feel somehow ... proud? That bad feeling of disgrace and humiliation is now replaced by satisfaction and joy. You offer Mistress Sinclaire a wide smile. <b class="sinclaire">"You were right, Moira."</b> You look over your shoulder towards Moira as the Mistress says that. She blushes a bit and mutters a weak <b class="maids">"Thank you, Mistress."</b> <b class="sinclaire">"Let me welcome you to my group."</b> Sinclaire raises up from her chair, walks over you and with both her hands on the side of your head she pulls you into a deep kiss. Her tongue invades your mouth and with her full dominance she keeps you in her tight grip. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(121)"><source src='media\sex_scenes/kissing1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> While trapped in a trance-like state by her dominating grip, you can barely feel that something is being placed around your throat. After a *click* Sinclaire releases you from her hands. <b class="sinclaire">""Suits you!"</b> She looks at the choker and for the first time you can see the coldness being absent from her eyes. There is an almost human smile in the corners of her lips. You could get used to that. Curious, you turn to the mirror on the wall to take [[a look at yourself.|joinM9]] <<else>>\ <b class="sinclaire">"Our guest told me about your performance today. Incompetent, petulant, capricious, snooping around."</b> You cannot read her expression but there is no doubt she is angry, judging from the barely suppressed tension in her voice. <b class="sinclaire">"That is not how my maids are. Strip off your uniform and leave - I have no place for the likes of you."</b> Ashamed but not fighting back, you start to take off the uniform. Oddly, it doesn't feel as tight and encasing as it used to be and you have no greater difficulties in peeling it off of your body. <b class="sinclaire">"As for you, Moira,"</b> she continues, <b class="sinclaire">"I expected far more from you. I really hoped you would be capable of finding someone you could work well with. However, it seems like you made the worst choice possible."</b> <b class="maids">"I'm sorry, Mistress."</b> She whispers, fidgeting with her hands as she stands before her submissively like some scolded pet. Once you lay your uniform onto her table, Sinclaire turns around and walks over to the window. <b class="sinclaire">"Now leave."</b> Without saying anything else, you turn around and make your [[way back to your old room.|joinM8b]] <</if>>\ <div id="sources"></div>

You take a few moments to admire the new you in the mirror - a beautiful maid, encased in the tightest rubber dress one could imagine. The choker frames your slender neck perfectly. The black satin and lace give you a feeling of elegance and prosperity despite it all just being a maid's uniform. Your fingers gently touch the nape of your neck, feeling for a clasp. Oddly, the choker seems to have none. How she managed to tie it onto you remains a mystery. You rub your fingers against the smooth surface, unable to find the answer to your question and, after a short while, you give up. <img class="center" src='media/items/choker_m.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(9998)"/> In the meantime, Moira walked up behind you and laid her hands upon your shoulders. Her eyes looked at you through the mirror, unblinking. <b class="maids">"I knew you could do it. I never doubted you."</b> She whispers sweetly into your ear before pulling you into a tight hug as she giggles. Rarely did you see her this much relaxed and happy. <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Enjoy the hug'>><<replace "#choice">><<print _t1>><</replace>><<set $moira += 1>>\<</button>> ---- <<button 'Escape her'>><<replace "#choice">><<print _t2>><</replace>><<set $moira -= 1>>\<</button>></p> <<set _t1 = '<p style="text-align:left"><video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(125)"><source src=\'media/sex_scenes/hugging1.webm\' type="video/webm"></video>\n\nYou retaliate the gesture and hug her equally tightly, pulling her body against yours. You can\'t quite explain it, but the embrace makes you feel safe despite all the madness going on around you. You may have actually found someone, a friend, inside this insane place. \n\n<p class="reactionG">Moira liked that.</p>\n\nThe brief moment of intimacy gets soon interrupted by Sinclaire who was now standing behind you and [[clearing her throat, evidently impatient.|joinM10]]</p>'>> <<set _t2 = '<p style="text-align:left">You linger no longer than a few moments as discomfort grows inside you. Without saying anything, you break free from her arms, caring little about the hurt expression on her face. Afterall, this place is just one shit show and getting too intimate with someone could later be used against you.\n\nThe brief moment of intimacy gets soon interrupted by Sinclaire who was now standing behind you and [[clearing her throat, evidently impatient.|joinM10]]</p>'>> <div id="sources"></div>

<b class="sinclaire">"Alright, you two. Moira, would you please show our new member the halls?"</b> <b class="maids">"Of course, Mistress."</b> She takes your hand again and guides you towards the door. <b class="sinclaire">"Oh, and Moira, please see me after you're done. I think you've proven yourself aswell. I might be able to help you find the one you're looking for."</b> Sinclaire smirks and you can see Moira start to shiver, though she manages to hide it rather quickly. <img class="center" src='media/others/staff/moira5.gif'/> <b class="maids">"Of course, Mistress. Thank you, Mistress."</b> She then turns around, leading the way out of the room. As you head to the elevator, she quietly looks up and down the hall. Her pace is now careful and as you two wait for the doors to open, you think about whether you should ask her what exactly did Sinclaire mean with "the one you're looking for". <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Ask her'>><<replace "#choice">><<print _t1>><</replace>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Don\'t ask her'>><<replace "#choice">><<print _t2>><</replace>><</button>></p> <<set _t1 = '<p style="text-align:left"><b class="protagonist">"Ehm, Moira?"</b> You see that she was lost in her thoughts for a moment.\n\n<b class="maids">"Yes?"</b> She puts on a warm smile again, almost automatically.\n\n<b class="protagonist">"May I ask... what did Sinclaire mean by that? You know, with the \'someone you\'re looking for\' part?"</b>\n\nYou can see the question made Moira evidently nervous. She turns briefly around to look into the direction from which you came. There is a tense moment of silence and you can see on her expression that her thoughts were running wild.\n\n<b class="maids">"Ah, it\'s nothing. Just a deal I made with her some time ago. Nothing important, really."</b> She turns to the elevator doors again.\n\n<b class="protagonist">Maybe she doesn\'t trust me enough yet.</b>\n\nWith a BING, the elevator arrives and you [[two go inside.|joinM11]]</p>'>>\ <<set _t2 = '<p style="text-align:left">Judging from her expression, she doesn\'t seem to be in the mood for talking, especially about a possibly delicate subject. Therefore, you decide to remain silent as the elevator door opens and you [[both head inside.|joinM11]]</p>'>>\

<b class="maids">"So, look"</b> She touches the panel gently, pointing at the nonsensical symbols and numbers. <b class="maids">"It doesn't really matter how the buttons are positioned, just press the 3 and then the circle, alright?"</b> You look at her in disbelief. <b class="maids">"Don't worry. You will get used to it."</b> She chuckles. <b class="maids">"Just follow my lead."</b> It takes you some time to arrive at the desired floor and during the entire ordeal, Moira never lets go off your hand. Her thumb gently strokes the top of your palm and her eyes meet yours often. Each time she would look at you, her smile would reappear. <b class="protagonist">Maybe I can truly trust her?</b> Before you can think further on this, the elevator stops and the doors open. She leads you outside into the hotel hallway. <img class="center" src='media/environment/hallway6.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(122)"/> <b class="maids">"Alright, from here on you will have to be on the lookout for a black door."</b> You nod and make your way down the halls with her, saying nothing as you take a look at every of the dozens of doors you pass. At last you arrive before the one you need, its entrance protected by a keypad. <b class="maids">"As you can see, you need a code, which is: 031293. Make sure you always keep it secret - never tell it to anyone."</b> <b class="protagonist">"Okay."</b> <b class="maids">"Promise?"</b> <b class="protagonist">"Yes, promise."</b> The door swings open as soon as she confirms the number. [[You head inside with great curiosity.|joinM12]] <div id="sources"></div>

The first thing you notice as you open the door is the brightness of the room - a strong contrast to the gloominess of the hallway you were just in. The interior is a mixture of classic and modern elements, with several couches and cushions providing plenty of space to rest. You cannot help but notice how well-kept and tidy everything is. Just as one would expect from a group of maids. There are several women taking up a few seats. All of them are clad in the same outfits as you though you notice that some of them have dresses of fabrics other than latex. A few accessories differ from your appearance too, though they are all unmistakably maids. Just like you. <img class="center" src='media/environment/rooms/mgroup_hall.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(123)"/> Your eyes widen as you see a phone on one of the desks. It's pretty old but still a phone! Moira looks at you. <b class="maids">"Don't get your hopes high. It barely works and only for the numbers inside the hotel."</b> Your hopes are indeed crashed. <b class="maids">"Come, I will show you to your room!"</b> She happily announces before you even get the chance to introduce yourself to the others. Your heels clack on the floor as you haste to the other side and into the wing with the chambers. There is childlike excitement in her eyes as she stops you before an antique door, your hand once again in hers. <b class="maids">"You ready?"</b> She whispers. You nod, eagerly holding your breath as the door creaks open and you're [[guided inside.|joinM13]] <div id="sources"></div>

<b class="maids">"Voila!"</b> A huge bed with thick covers and pillows makes you gasp in amazement. It looks so inviting, you are tempted to throw yourself onto it and fall asleep at once. The lights and colors are dimmer than in the main hall but the room still has a classic and luxurious charm to it. <img class="center" src='media/environment/rooms/mroom.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(124)"/> The familiar screen of HotelNET to the right of the bed is inactive. You notice some similarities to your old room in regards to the bathroom design but otherwise it feels like a good change. A fresh start. <b class="maids">"And what do you say?"</b> Moira asks you. <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Good'>><<replace "#choice">><<print _t1>><</replace>><<set $moira += 1>>\<</button>> ---- <<button 'Bad'>><<replace "#choice">><<print _t2>><</replace>><<set $moira -= 1>>\<</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div> <<set _t1 = '<p style="text-align:justify"><b class="protagonist">"It\'s lovely! I like it very much. It\'s like a... like a whole new level. Especially compared to my older room."</b>\n\nYou throw yourself onto the bed. The mattress bounces a bit as you sink into the softness of the material and the surrounding pillows. Moira doesn\'t have to ask twice - you definitely seem elated.\n\n<b class="maids">"Hah! I knew you would like it!"</b> She leans against the doorway, watching you snuggle up. <b class="maids">"My first room was no bigger than a closet. I must say I\'m jealous! Scoot aside."</b>\n\n<video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(126)"><source src=\'media/others/fallingonbed.webm\' type="video/webm"></video>\n\nThe mattress bounces again as she lies down beside you. There is complete silence, apart from the occasional sighs from your tired bodies. [[Your gazes meet.|joinM14a]]</p>'>>\ <<set _t2 = '<p style="text-align:justify"><b class="protagonist">"One prison cell in exchange for another. It doesn\'t matter really."</b>\n\nShe doesn\'t say anything as she turns her head away from you for a moment. You pace slowly around the room as you take in every detail, wondering how long will you stay here.\n\n<b class="maids">"Whatever."</b> She shrugs, trying hard to seem as if she didn\'t care about your attitude. <b class="maids">"You should try and get some rest."</b>\n\nWithout saying another word, she leaves and closes the door [[behind her with a firm thud.|joinM14b]]</p>'>>\

As exhaustion overcomes you, you take the moment to inhale a breath of fresh air and sink further into the comfort of your new bed. The soft matress feels as if it's hugging you back, beckoning you to sleep. As the memories of today lazily repeat themselves in your head, your eyelids grow heavy and your breathing slows down. The room sinks into darkness as you turn the lights off and sink into a deep and restful sleep. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next' 'GroupMInit'>><</button>></p>

<b class="protagonist">"Say, do you mind if I ask you a few questions?"</b> <b class="maids">"You're always so inquisitive! But sure. I'll try to answer them as good as I can."</b> She winks at you playfully. <<linkappend 'Member of Group M'>> <b class="protagonist">"What does it mean to be a member of this group?"</b> <b class="maids">"First of all, it means that you're not alone. You have us - your sisters - and of course our mistress. And we will always be by your side. But you must wait for the Test day to truly understand it."</b> <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(127)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/girlsonbed1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="maids">"But the importance of that will be revealed on the coming test day."</b> <<linkappend 'Test day'>> <b class="protagonist">"What is the Test day exactly? And what do these... SPs mean?"</b> <b class="maids">"Since it's your first... cycle, I can't tell you much about it. But consider the SP to be a currency and reward for your dedication and power. The more you have, the better you are off. As you're now a member of our group, you will get some additional bonus points. Also, you will have way more opportunities to gain the points when you're with us."</b> <</linkappend>>\ <</linkappend>>\ <b class="protagonist">"Thank you, Moira."</b> <b class="maids">"Of course."</b> [[She smiles.|joinM15]] <div id="sources"></div>

<b class="maids">"I have to go now see Mistress Sinclaire. I'll see you around."</b> And with that, she turns around and leaves your room, giving you one last smile before closing the door. As exhaustion overcomes you, you take the moment to inhale a breath of fresh air and sink further into the comfort of your new bed. The soft matress feels as if it's hugging you back, beckoning you to sleep. As the memories of today lazily repeat themselves in your head, your eyelids grow heavy and your breathing slows down. The room sinks into darkness as you turn the lights off and sink into a deep and restful sleep. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next' 'GroupMInit'>><</button>></p>

<img class="center" src='media/environment/rooms/mroom.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(124)"/> <<if $energy > 0>> You are currently in the bedroom of your group. A sweet scent lingers in the air but you can't quite tell where it comes from. <<if $shower == 1>>\ You start to feel kind of sweaty. Maybe you should <<link "take a shower.">> <<set _shower = random(1,10)>>\ <<if _shower == 10>>\ <<set _shower = "showerDoll1">>\ <<else>>\ <<set _shower = "Shower">>\ <</if>>\ <<goto _shower>>\ <</link>>\ <</if>> A big [[mirror|Mirror]] stands right next to the wardrobe. <<if $moiraroom>>\ It seems Moira is in her room. <</if>>\ <<if $DiscoveredArray.length > 0>>\ Other options: <<for _i to 0; _i < $DiscoveredArray.length; _i++>>\ <<print $DiscoveredArray[_i]>> <</for>>\ <<endif>>\ <<if $TaskArray.length > 0>>\ Open tasks: <<for _i to 0; _i < $TaskArray.length; _i++>>\ $TaskArray[_i] <</for>>\ <</if>>\ <<if $newMail>>\ ''You can see a mail symbol blinking on the HotelNet.'' <</if>>\ <p style="text-align:center"> <<if $giannapresent>>\ <<button 'Address Gianna' 'GiannaMain'>><</button>> <</if>>\ <<button 'Explore the hotel'>> <<set $psg = $RoomArray.random()>> <<set $energy = $energy - 25>> <<goto HandlerOut>> <</button>> ---- <<button 'HotelNet' 'HotelNet'>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Group Foyer' 'MFoyer'>><</button>> <<if $workToday>>---- <<button 'Clean rooms' 'MWork'>><</button>><</if>> </p> <<else>> Suddenly, you start to feel exhausted, as if all energy has been drained from your body. The bed looks more inviting than ever. Maybe a quick nap would be a wise choice. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Go to bed' 'Sleep'>><</button>></p> <<endif>> <<if $testDays == 0 && !hasVisited ("DayOfTest")>> <<goto "DayOfTest">> <</if>> <<if $days == $ashleyMail>> <<set $ashleyMail = 0>> <<set $EmailArray.push ({id:'Ashley1', new:'1', picurl:'media/npc/ashley_mail.jpg', name:'Ashley T.', mailPassage:'[[WHERE ARE MY HEELS|AshleyMail1]]'})>> <<set $newMail = true>> <</if>> <div id="sources"></div>

<img class="center" src='media/environment/rooms/mgroup_hall.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(123)"/> You are in the foyer of the group M. You can see some other maids around here relaxing. <<if $energy == 25 && !$metSoriToday>>\ <<include 'Sori'>>\ <<else>>\ <<set _p = $MaidArray.random()>> <<include _p>> <</if>>\ ---- <<if setup.InventoryContains ("51")>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Phone' 'PhoneCallM1'>> <</button>></p> <</if>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'My room'>><<goto $home>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Group screen'>><<goto 'MScreen'>><</button>></p> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Explore the hotel'>> <<set $psg = $RoomArray.random()>> <<set $energy = $energy - 25>> <<goto HandlerOut>> <</button>> ---- <<button 'Moiras room'>><<goto 'RoomMoira'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<img class="center" src='media\environment\screen.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(9998)"/> You stand in front of a giant screen. On it you can see a picture of every member of the group. On top of the rows is the portray of Mistress Sinclaire. <p class="hotelnet">Hello Miss <<print $lastname>>!</p> You can a see a big button at the bottom. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Request a task'>><<goto 'MRequests'>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Back'>><<goto 'MFoyer'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<goto $home>>\ <<set $maidCostume = 0>>\ <<set $top = 0>>\ <<set $bottom = 0>>\ <<set $topPath = '<img src=\'media/you/uncovered_breasts.jpg\'/>'>>\ <<set $bottomPath = '<img src=\'media/you/uncovered_crotch.jpg\'/>'>>\ <<set $maidHeels = 0>>\ <<set $shoes = 0>>\ <<set $shoesPath = '<img src=\'media/you/uncovered_feet.jpg\' onclick=\"source.ShowSource(10)\"/>'>> <<set $blockInventory = 0>>\ <<script>>setup.RemoveFromInventory (4)<</script>>\ <<script>>setup.RemoveFromInventory (5)<</script>>\ <<set $DiscoveredArray.delete ("[[Learn cleaning with Moira|moiraCleanAdvance][$energy-=25]]")>>\ <<unset $max, $guestDest, $guestTimer, $handlerDest, $joinMTalk, $turns, $guestBaggage, $baggageOk, $score>>\

Not wanting to struggle against your urges anymore, you lean towards him and start to eagerly lick off every drop. The taste is intoxicating, you can't stop yourself from trailing your tongue up and down his shaft. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(129)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/handjob3.webm' type="video/webm"></video> ''"Well, well."'' He stops you eventually, forcing you to snap out of your entranced stance. ''"You're so eager, aren't you? You may go on with your work now..."'' He pulls away from you, leaving you to your work once again. <p class="reactionG">The guest liked that.</p> [[Recover|joinM5]] <div id="sources"></div> <<set $score = $score + 40>>\

Grinning, you lean forward and start to spread your drool over his cock, hands and mouth slowly working up and down his shaft in gentle motions. The guest seems surprised by your eager action but he doesn't say anything. He tilts his head and closes his eyes as if entranced in the pleasure. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(129)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/handjob3.webm' type="video/webm"></video> It's time to convince him of your skills so you may continue your work and earn your privileges. You take him all the way down your throat before resurfacing again, your tongue pressing and twirling around the thick shaft as hard as it can. A soft moan escapes his lips - he liked it! You repeat the motion again, alternating between sucking and licking [[while looking up to him.|joinMBlowjob2]] <div id="sources"></div>

With the cum still dripping off you, you lean back and take a deep breath. Your tongue can't resist to wipe the few drops off the corner of your lips. The taste is... intoxicating. But you manage to keep your mouth away from his cock and reach for a tissue to wipe the cum off your cheeks and chin. The guest seems pleased. He pulls up his pants, giving you a small smile of approval. ''"Seems like you're good at something afterall. Go on, finish your work now."'' <p class="reactionG">The guest liked that.</p> Better going [[back to work now.|joinM5]] <<set $score += 30>>\

<video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(130)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/blowjob10.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Entranced, you continue working on his cock. You forget everything around you as you keep bobbing your head, taking him all the way down your throat. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(115)"><source src='media/maid/maidbj3.webm' type="video/webm"></video> ''"Oh, fuck. Your mouth feels amazing!"'' You hear him grunt from above. ''"I hope you're ready to swallow."'' You feel his cock now twitching very hard in your mouth. He is about to cum. His cock twitches in your mouth as he starts to thrust into you. He's about to cum! <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Swallow'>><<goto 'joinMBlowjob2Swallow'>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Pull back'>><<goto 'joinMBlowjob2Pull'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

You don't even consider the option of pulling back as you greedily keep him in your mouth, one hand at the base of his cock, keeping him from pulling out. As he cums, you meet his eyes and continue looking at him, your mouth filled with cum which is now overflowing and dripping down your chin. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(131)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/blowjob11.webm' type="video/webm"></video> As he pulls out, thick strands of liquid stick to your tongue. You proudly show it to him with your lips wide and tongue out. The guest grins mischievously. ''"You're a way better slut than this other maid I had. Never thought that would be possible."'' He pulls his pants up and sighs in relief. ''"Alright, you may continue working now. You've earned it."'' <p class="reactionG">The guest liked that.</p> Slowly you're coming back to your [[senses and return to work.|joinM5]] <div id="sources"></div> <<set $score += 60>>\

<b class="protagonist">Oh, I won't give you that satisfaction.</b> You think to yourself as you feel him pulsate in your mouth. Just before he comes, you pull out and take him to the edge of your lips, where he delivers the huge load, covering half of your face in a thick, white layer. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(132)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/facial1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> ''"Well, seems like not every maid like to swallow. Fine by me."'' He says with a smile, satisfied by your performance nevertheless. ''"You may go on with your work now. Just keep your hands to yourself."'' He pulls his pants up and leaves you alone with a face full of cum. <p class="reactionG">The guest liked that.</p> You clean yourself up as you're slowly coming back to your [[senses and return to work.|joinM5]] <div id="sources"></div> <<set $score += 50>>\

<video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(137)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/crawling1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="protagonist">"I'm sure I can persuade you with my tongue..."</b> You wink at him, lips smiling widely as you slowly crawl over to him. You feel a bit more confident now, knowing he receives your flirting attempts with eagerness. This should be a success! You reach to free his cock, saliva pooling in your mouth already. Fuck... this feels amazing, you think to yourself as you sink your lips down his shaft, taking in every inch as if you were doing this for a much longer time. He seems surprised by your skills, judging from the expression. <video class="center" autoplay loop><source src='media/sex_scenes/blowjob3.webm' type="video/webm"></video> The more you suck on him, the more lightheaded you feel. Your surroundings seem to disappear - everything is unimportant except for the huge [[dick in front of you.|joinMOfferBJ2]] <div id="sources"></div>

Aching, you crawl onto the bed and keep your head low as you arch your back and stick your rear out. You are throbbing and wet, your hips wiggling and beckoning him to finally join you. <img class="center" src='media/maid/maid9.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(133)"/> A big grin appears on his face when you pleadingly look at him. Without wasting much time, he pulls down his pants and exposes his huge cock. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(103)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/cockreveal1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> ''"I won't let you wait, baby." '' He approaches you, noticing your eyes widen at the size of his cock. The awe you fail to hide strokes [[his ego even more.|joinMOfferFuck1]] <div id="sources"></div>

His hands greedily lift the last bit of the skirt's fabric, exposing your round ass. His fingers tease you to the point you're almost begging him to take you. Still, you decide to be obedient and remain in the position without any complaints or urging. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(135)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/grope2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You can sense he is impatient too. Only a few moments later he already has you pinned on the mattress. His cock stretches your pussy, filling the aching hole to the point of you whimpering and quietly pleading. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(111)"><source src='media/maid/maidfucking3.webm' type="video/webm"></video> It feels so amazing, you almost can't believe this is real. Your eyes roll back as you feel your legs go numb, a pleasant kind of ache pooling in your lower half. There are so many sensation at once, you think you're going to faint! However, you remain conscious and overwhelmed by the size of his cock, moaning louder each [[time he would pick up his pace.|joinMOfferFuck2]] <div id="sources"></div>

<<set $blockInventory=1>>\ Your steps slow down as you notice two men stand in the hallway. Your gut feeling tells you that something is amiss but it's too late to turn around and leave as they've already taken notice of you. Exchanging a few words you couldn't really hear, they turn to you and start approaching. ''"No, wait!"'' One of them says as you take a step back. ''"We just wanna talk!"'' <b class="protagonist">Fuck...</b> You think to yourself, with your back now defensively against the wall and your arms crossed. ''"Talk?"'' The other man chuckles. ''"She can't really talk through such a thick tape now, can she?"'' ''"No, we will do the talking."'' The first one says. ''"She can nod."'' You nervously frown as they both block your path, giving you no chance to escape. ''"So, we would like to offer you a little deal."'' The first man says, looking down onto your curves without any hesitation. He examines your breasts and travels further down your body, smacking his lips. ''"You give us a minute or two of fun to kill the time and we will reward you with, say, an SP."'' You don't know what their exact defition of 'fun' is, but it can't hurt to earn a point? <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Agree'>><<replace "#choice">><<print _t1>><<set $SP +=1>><</replace>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Refuse'>><<replace "#choice">><<print _t2>><</replace>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div> <<set _t1 ='<p style="text-align:justify">Somewhat hesitantly, you nod. The two men grin and without losing any time, take you to the small storage room just a few steps away.\n\n\'\'"You will be compensated when we\'re done."\'\' They make you sit down, all four of their hands tracing over your body. You are unsure of what to do so you just accept their gropes, squeezes and caresses as they explore every inch of your body.\n\n\<video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(134)"><source src=\'media/sex_scenes/grope1.webm\' type="video/webm"></video>\n\n\'\'"Fuck, you have such amazing breasts. Look at them."\'\' One of them says, kneading and kissing them. Neither of them seem to be going any further than touching you and, after a few moments, the entire ordeal is over.\n\n\'\'"We have to go now, sadly. What I would give for a night with you! At least 10 SPs!"\'\' One of them says. \'\'"But for now, this is all you get."\'\'\n\n1 SP has been added.\n\n\'\'"I hope we\'ll meet you soon again. After the Test day maybe."\'\' And with that, they leave you alone and tender from the harsh touches.\n\n<<link \'Return.\'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>></p>'>>\ <<set _t2 ='<p style="text-align:justify">No matter how tempting the points are, you firmly shake your head and cover your body with your arms.\n\n\'\'"No?"\'\' One of them says disappointed. \'\'"Come on! Just a minute or two. We can\'t stay much longer, we\'re running errands here."\'\'\n\nYou shake your head, this time your expression more polite, almost pleading.\n\n\'\'"Very well. No points for you then. Shame."\'\' They shake their head in disapproval before leaving you alone and confused.\n\n<<link \'Return.\'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>></p>'>>\

<video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(106)"><source src='media/maid/maidfucking2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> At this point you are both moaning and grunting like some animals, causing the entire bed to shake and bang against the wall. ''"God, you're so tight, I could fuck you all night."'' He breathes out, holding your hips tightly. ''"I'm gonna cum!"'' ''"Fuck, I'm gonna cum!"'' He starts to go even faster, his cock making you go numb from both pleasure and pain. At this point it feels like you're reduced to a shivering goo, unable to form any coherent thought. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Let him cum inside'>><<goto 'joinMOfferFuck2a'>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Pull out'>><<goto 'joinMOfferFuck2b'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<b class="protagonist">"Please cum inside of me, Sir!"</b> You moan, your legs twitching and your back pushing even further into him. It doesn't take much longer and you feel him pulsate inside of you, cum filling your hole and seeping out as he pulls away from you. You lie on the mattress, lacking the strength to stand up and your mind is empty, devoid of any thought. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(136)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/creampie1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> ''"Fuck, you were amazing..."'' Unlike you, the guest manages to quickly compose himself again. He chuckles, seeing how he fucked your brains out. ''"Take a short break, you deserved it."'' [[Return|joinM5]] <div id="sources"></div> <<set $score += 70>>\

<b class="protagonist">"No, I can't let him cum inside of me..."</b> You manage to form the thought and gather enough strength to guide him out of you and turn yourself onto your back. Just in time, as it took him only a few more seconds to come, the load shooting into your face and mouth. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/sex_scenes/facial2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> There is stickiness dripping down your hair, cheeks, lips and chin. Speechless from the entire act, you collapse back onto the bed and let out a huge sigh of exhaustion. You are now both lying on the bed, saying nothing and taking a few moments of well-deserved break. But he regains his strength quickly and sits up, pulling up his pants and almost seeming like nothing had happened. ''"Take a small break. You deserve it."'' He comments with a smirk before leaving you alone. [[Return|joinM5]] <<set $score += 60>>\

<<if visited () == 1>>\ <img class="center" src='media/maid/maid3.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(110)"/> Lost in deep thought, you scrub the porcelain tiles until you can see your pretty reflection in them. The bathroom carries a pleasant citrus scent now and you're satisfied with the level of detail and effort you put into it. Time to move on! [[Return|joinMBathroom]] <<else>>\ <img class="center" src='media/maid/maid4.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(110)"/> Lost in deep thought, you scrub the porcelain tiles until you can see your pretty reflection in them. The bathroom carries a pleasant citrus scent now and you're satisfied with the level of detail and effort you put into it. Time to move on! <<if $guestDest == 3>>\ ''"You've got such a nice ass, girl."'' You hear a voice behind you. The guest is standing at the door, inspecting your body with a wolfish grin. Maybe you could tease him a bit to raise his mood? <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Tease'>><<replace "#choice">><<print _t1>><<set $score +=3>><</replace>><</button>></p> <</if>>\ [[Return|joinMBathroom]] <</if>>\ <div id="sources"></div> <<set $score += 3>>\ <<set _t1 ='<p style="text-align:justify"><b class="protagonist">"Thank you, Sir."</b> You answer seductively while dipping the sponge into the water, just to squeeze it out over your ass.\n\n<video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(108)"><source src=\'media/maid/maid2.webm\' type="video/webm"></video></p>'>>

<video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(130)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/blowjob10.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You keep a steady but teasing pace, making sure he enjoys every moment of it. Inbetween the moans and sighs, he picks up your chin and positions himself closer to you. ''"God, you're so hot."'' He whispers, his hand tracing to your cheek to caress it. ''"I want to fuck you. Come on."'' <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Let him fuck you'>><<replace "#choice">><<print _t1>><</replace>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Keep blowhing him'>><<replace "#choice">><<print _t2>><</replace>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div> <<set _t1 = '<p style="text-align:justify"><b class="protagonist">"Well, what are you waiting for then?"</b> You wink at him and crawl back onto the bed. The guest seems to have lost the last hint of patience as he [[immediately follows along.|joinMOfferFuck1]]</p>'>>\ <<set _t2 = '<p style="text-align:justify"><b class="protagonist">"Oh, what\'s the problem? Is my mouth too much?"</b> You grin, giving him no other option as you wrap your [[lips around him once again.|joinMOfferBJ3]]</p>'>>\

<video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(115)"><source src='media/maid/maidbj3.webm' type="video/webm"></video> ''"Fuck, your mouth is so amazing!"'' You hear him grunt from above. Only a few minutes later, you can sense he is about to reach his climax, his hips thrusting towards you and his cock shoved down your throat, fucking you without holding back. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Swallow'>><<goto 'joinMBlowjob2Swallow'>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Pull back'>><<goto 'joinMBlowjob2Pull'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(138)"><source src='media/events/dishwash.webm' type="video/webm"></video> The hot water soothes your tired hands as you wash one dish after another, wondering how can one guest make so many dishes within such a short timespan. Once everything is clean, dry and sorted, you take a brief break, leaned against the sink. Five minutes later you return to your work, eager to finish this day. [[Return|joinMKitchen]] <div id="sources"></div> <<set $score += 3>>\

<img class="center" src='media/npc/man1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(91)"/> ''"Did you know that you're really, really pretty?"'' The voice behind you asks gently. You look up, unsure of what to say as you slowly turn around to meet him. His finger trails up the curve of your hip until the entire hand rests on your side, pulling you closer to him. Unsure of what to do, you simply giggle and decide to move on. <b class="protagonist">"Thanks."</b> You manage to mutter as you return to your errands. <<button 'Back to work'>><<goto $handlerDest>><</button>> <div id="sources"></div> <<set $joinMTalk = "joinMChat3">>\

<img class="center" src='media/npc/man1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(91)"/> The guest's voice became familiar to you and now you are no longer startled when you hear him call you from behind. His tone sounds almost soothing. ''"I wanted to ask you... whether you'd like to service me in another way?"'' You know exactly what he means, judging from the hard-on in his pants and the grin on his face. You keep a calm expression, your gaze alternating between his body and his eyes. Should you give your best to please him or focus on your current duties? <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Tease him'>><<goto 'joinMTease'>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Concentrate on your work'>><<goto $handlerDest>><<set $chat = false>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(106)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/tease1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="protagonist">"Oh, you like what you see?"</b> You say as you lean forward, revealing your pair of breasts which are almost bursting out of the tight uniform. ''"Oh, let me show you how much I like it."'' He grabs his crotch, stroking the length through the material of his pants. You can hear his shivery breathing and impatience. It's almost endearing how much he wants you. Now there is no way for you to back out - you know you want him, maybe as much as he wants you. Besides, this would be a perfect opportunity to prove how well your services can be. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Present your pussy'>><<goto 'joinMOfferFuck'>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Crawl over to him'>><<goto 'joinMOfferBJ'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

You stop in your explorations as you notice a piece of fabric lying in the middle of the hallway. Curious as to what it's all about, you approach and notice it's a pillow case- scrambled and torn. You also notice a few feathers lying around, their trail guiding you to a room opened wide. Would it be worth investigating? [[Go inside|eventLunatic2]] <<link 'Better not enter'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>>

The room is a severe mess, with the mattress being overturned and all the clothes and pillows lying around torn. You walk among the disorder, trying to find anything of use or something which would clarify this weird situation but you find nothing of importance. However, the things you see only deepen the mystery. There are scratch marks on the floor, along with traces of struggle. As you continue to explore, you notice a small graffiti on the wall. Some kind of scribble: <img class="center" src='media/events/beware.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(9998)"/> Who and what now? You shake your head at the nonsensical writing, wondering what kind of guest this person must have been. Truly, it seems like no one around here makes any sense. With a sigh, you turn around and decide it would <<link 'be best to leave.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <div id="sources"></div> <<set $RoomArray.delete ("eventLunatic")>>\

<video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(140)"><source src='media/maid/maid10.webm' type="video/webm"></video> The countertops look like they haven't been cleaned in a while. As you wipe over them, you start to wonder a bit about the guest. You wonder whether he cooks here or goes down to the restaurant for lunch. It must be nice coming here as a guest, having no idea about what's actually going on... Once the surfaces are all shiny and clean, you put away the cloth and decide [[to move on.|joinMKitchen]] <div id="sources"></div> <<set $score += 3>>\

<img class="center" src='media/maid/cleanmirror.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(141)"/> The mirrors have only a few specs on them but, fearing a backlash, you decide it would be best to clean them entirely. You trace over your reflection, watching your tired and annoyed face get smudged by the soap and water. A few wipes later, the surface looks immaculate, revealing a hint of a [[satisfied smile on your face.|joinMBathroom]] <div id="sources"></div> <<set $score += 3>>\

<p style="font-family: Courier New"> [[Back|""+previous()]] This is for debug reading only. Do not click on any link in here but "Back" at the end. Otherwise your playthrough might get corrupted. Avatar: <<print $avatar>> PreAva: $preAva Gag: <<print $gag>> Home: <<print $home>> SP: <<print $SP>> Group: <<print $group>> Slutty: <<print $slutty>> Lust: <<print $lust>> Lip stat: $lips Tit stat: $tits Ass stat: $ass Top: <<print $top>> || CurIDTop: <<print $curIDTop>> Bottom: <<print $bottom>> Shoes: <<print $shoes>> CurrentPassage: <<print previous()>> RandomPassage: <<print $psg>> RoomArray: <<print $RoomArray>> DiscoveredRooms: <<print $DiscoveredArray>> TaskArray: <<print $TaskArray>> PossibleTasks: <<print $PossibleTasks>> NPCs Moira: $moira HelpActive: <<print $HelpWasActive>> HelpPassage: <<print $FuckRandom>> HelpArray: <<print $HelpArray>> Inventory = <<print setup.InventoryContentInfo ()>> Misc Breast expansion active: <<if $curIDTop == 48>>Yes<<else>>No<</if>> Nights until tick: <<print 3 - $BE>> Ass expansion active: <<if $curIDTop == 30>>Yes<<else>>No<</if>> Nights until tick: <<print 3 - $buttdress>> [[Back|""+previous()]] </p>

Once you head outside, making sure no one is following you, you throw the damn remote away. <b class="protagonist">What a sick place...</b> You <<link 'hasten your steps.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <<script>>setup.RemoveFromInventory (9)<</script>>\

<<if $guided>> <<set $helpCounter -= 1>>\ <<if $helpCounter <= 0>>\ <<set _r = random (1,2)>> <<if _r == 1>> <<set $FuckRandom = $HelpArray.random()>> <<set $HelpWasActive = 1>> <<set $DiscoveredArray.pushUnique($FuckRandom)>> <<set $helpCounter = 2>> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $irina > 0>>\ <<set _r = random (1,10)>> <<if _r == 1>> <<goto RandomIrina>>\ <<else>>\ <<goto $psg>>\ <</if>>\ <<else>> <<goto $psg>>\ <</if>>

<<set _psg = $home>> <<if $HelpWasActive == 1>> <<set $HelpWasActive +=1>> <<else>> <<set $HelpWasActive = 0>> <<set $DiscoveredArray.delete ($FuckRandom)>> <</if>> <<set $blockInventory = 0>> <<if $group == 'M'>> <<if !$moiraroom>> <<set _r = random (1,4)>> <<if _r == 1>> <<set $moiraroom = true>> <</if>> <<else>> <<set $moiraroom = false>> <</if>> <<if $energy == 0 && !hasVisited ("BottleMY2")>> <<set _r = random (1,4)>> <<if _r == 1>> <<set _psg = "BottleM">> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <<goto _psg>>

You put the comic in your bag. ''//Comic has been added to your inventory!//'' <<link 'Time to go.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <<if !setup.InventoryContains ("34")>>\ <<set $InventoryArray.push ({picurl: 'media/items/comic.png', name: 'Comic', description: 'A lewd comic you found in a hallway of the hotel.', actions: '[[Read|UseComic]]', id:'34' })>>\ <</if>> <<set $RoomArray.delete ("ComicBook")>>\

<<set _i = 1>> <div id="t"> <img class="center" src='media/comic/comic1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(3)"> </diV> <<link 'Next page'>> <<set _i += 1>>\ <<if _i >= 5>> <<replace "#t">><<print _s>> That was the last page. What a strange comic...<</replace>> <<else>> <<set _s = 'media/comic/comic'+_i+'.jpg'>>\ <<set _s = setup.BuildImg (_s)>>\ <<replace "#t">><<print _s>><</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> [[Put it away|Inventory]] <div id="sources"></div>

As you approach the girl to ungag her, a sinister thought crosses your mind. You've been taken advantage of so often, why shouldn't you be in charge of your fate for once? Your eyes scan the room, noticing the HotelNet screen and a wardrobe. You can feel her wide gaze stare at you in disbelief. It's time to make a quick and wise decision. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Ungag her'>><<goto 'eventGroupD3a'>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Hide'>><<goto 'eventGroupD3b'>><</button>></p>

<<switch $porn>>\ <<case 5>>\ <b class="protagonist">I... I can't resist</b> You think as you quickly move to them and fall onto your knees. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(143)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/facial3.mp4' type="video/mp4"></video> Eagerly, you open your mouth and watch him rub his cock in your direction. A few throbs later, a huge load shoots all over you and your companion. It's almost as if you two are competing, trying to see who gets most of the load. Now satisfied, the man leaves and the girl follows him out after giving you a cum smeared smile. <<set $slutty += 2>>\ <<case 4>>\ Mindlessly, you fall down onto your knees and immediately begin to pleasure the man. His hands buried into your hair, he starts to thrust and fuck your throat, obviously taking advantage of your mouth as much as he could. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(152)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/blowjob13.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You moan in pleasure, letting him take it all out on you as you continue to obediently suck his cock. A few moments later, he pulls out only to finish all over your face. You part your lips, savoring the taste with a smile on your face. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(153)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/facial4.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <<set $SP += 1>>\ <<set $slutty += 3>>\ <<case 3>>\ As soon as you take a seat beside her, she pulls you into an intimate embrace, your lips locking in a deep kiss. You let it happen, enjoying her tongue trailing inside your mouth. Your limbs are entangled as you eagerly make out, completely entranced in the moment. Suddenly, a warm and sticky load splashes onto your faces. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(171)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/cumkiss1.mp4' type="video/mp4"></video> You stop for a moment but the girl pulls you into another kiss. <b class="maids">"Just ignore it."</b> She whispers and you close your eyes again. A few eternal minutes later, she lets go off you and gives you one final smile before leaving the room with the man. Now you're sitting all alone, your face and cleavage drenched in cum. <<set $slutty += 2>>\ <<case 1>>\ A big grin appears on her face. <b class="girls">"Then come here, sweetie."</b> <<if $group == "S">>\ She drops to her knees in front of you and takes your big cock in her hand just before swalling it eagerly. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(173)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/tsbj1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You really can't stand very much long against her skillful tongue. You are sure that she doesn't do this for the first time. After just a few minutes you ejaculate a giant load right down her throat. <b class="girls">"Thanks!"</b> She cheers as she stands up and wipes a single drop of cum from her lips. <<else>>\ She pushes you against the wall and less than patiently buries her fingers between your legs. The way she seeks out your spot is almost mechanic, her movements making you yelp out in pleasure and surprise. She sure has some experience. It feels so amazing... <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(174)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/finger2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Just a minute later, you are quivering and moaning, clutching to the wall behind you as she keeps fingering you to the point you're screaming in pleasure. Your head falls back, hips pushing against her. <b class="protagonist">"Fuck! Oh, fuck!"</b> You're sobbing and almost collapsing onto the floor. Luckily, she grabs you and helps you regain your footing. As you begin to calm down, she retreats her hand, licking off each soaked finger individually. <<set $lust = 0>>\ <</if>>\ <b class="girls">"Well, I'll see you around... I hope. Two more to go!"</b> With a cheeky wink, she parts from you and makes her way down the hall. <<set $slutty += 2>>\ <<case 2>>\ Like any valiant, altruistic hero, you decide you wouldn't be able to leave her without being gnawed by a bad conscience for days. But just as you take a few steps inside, she notices you and begins to shake her head. <b class="girls">"No! Careful, careful, it's a tra-..."</b> Too late. One of the boards give in, causing your step to suddenly sink. It all happens so fast: leather bands shoot seemingly out of nowhere, restraining your arms in a matter of moments. Before you can react in any way, the panel beneath you opens and a vibrator latches itself swiftly onto your crotch, the impact making you shiver in both pleasure and pain. A second after, another pair of belts wrap themselves around your legs, securing you and imprisoning the vibrator between your thighs. You loose your balance, falling down next to the girl. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(178)"><source src='media/bondage/hitachi1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="girls">"Yep. A trap."</b> She sighs, looking at you with a sympathetic gaze while you're trying to wiggle out of the bonds. <b class="girls">"Don't bother."</b> She shakes her head, her breasts heaving with each sigh. <b class="girls">"I tried everything."</b> The pitch of her device turns higher and she closes her eyes, unable to withstand the painful pleasure of yet another torture session. You soon learn what she's going through yourself as your own device causes you to drip in arousal, legs quivering as the orgasm starts building up inside of you. Maybe you could try to get each other's belts off! Quickly, you scoot closer to her but as you want to voice your plan, she pushes herself onto you, engaging into a deep kiss. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(178)"><source src='media/bondage/hitachi2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You're surprised by the act but you aren't exactly fighting against it. The kisses feel amazing, paired with the pleasuring pulsing of the vibrator. You can't help but kiss her back passionately, your moans stifled by her mouth. A few minutes later, you both scream as a mind-blowing orgasm overwhelms you. You feel as if you're almost going to faint though you manage to remain conscious. A clicking sound drags you out of the post orgasmic haze, the belts on both of you loosening. Without saying another word, the girl stands up and leaves the room as if nothing had happened. <<set $slutty += 2>>\ <<set $lust = 0>>\ <<case 6>>\ Your approval is met with overly enthusiastic cheer as they take hold of you, almost dragging you down the hallway and to their room. The table is set in the centre of the lavish room. Salads, meat, sauce, bread, dessert… your mouth waters at the vast choice of foods. ''"Oh. Just a second!"'' The man says as he disappears into another room. Before you can even follow him with your eyes, the woman falls into your arms. Her breath tastes of wine as she kisses you eagerly, her hands roaming all over your back. Your attention is brought back to the man who is now taking hold of your arm. ''"Your seat is ready."'' He says as he guides you to your chair. A polite smile rests on his lips as he pulls the chair out of you, revealing a large dildo where your ass is supposed to sit down. For a moment, you say nothing as you nervously stand there, eying the intimidating size of the toy. ''"I mean..."'' The man chuckles. ''"You surely wouldn’t be rude as to deny our hospitality, right? We can call your mistress anytime."'' His smile fades. ''"It would be quite the inconvenience..."'' <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(230)"><source src='media/events/dildosit1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Hesitantly, you grasp the edge of the table and begin to sink your hips onto the chair. The man doesn’t allow you much time as he takes hold of your shoulders and guides you to sit down faster. The rubbery toy stretches your pulsating pussy, the sensation both pleasurable and painful. You can’t help but shamefully feel aroused as the dildo hits all the right spots. Your hips wiggle slightly, provoking the pleasure even more. The dinner was mostly quiet on your behalf. As the couple giggled and talked, you focused mostly on the food and the sensation inside you. They enjoyed observing your blushing face and barely suppressed moans though soon after the desert, they stood up and made their way into the bedroom. Now or never, you think to yourself as you rise from the chair, leaving a puddle of wetness. <<case 7>>\ Not wanting to wait any longer, you lie down and completely surrender to her hands. She doesn’t pay much attention to your reactions, as if her only task is to finger you. Her movements are focused, almost perfect. Your chest heaves with every gasp, the movements becoming faster and faster as you inch towards your orgasm. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(233)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/lesb2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You reach the peak with a scream, eyes rolling to the back of your head. The heavenly numbness overcomes your lower bells, legs twitching uncontrollably. Her fingers are soaked in squirt when she finally pulls away, leaving you breathless and satisfied. <<set $slutty += 2>>\ <<case 8>>\ As you step in the room, she moves to the chair and sits down. <b class="girls">"Good girl."</b> She spreads her legs as you kneel before her. Her latex fingers spread her labia apart, luring you closer. You can’t resist the enticing smell as you press your face against her crotch and eagerly begin to lick. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(233)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/lesb7.webm' type="video/webm"></video> She begins to moan loudly as you keep a steady pace with your tongue. Every once in a while, you look up to see her beautiful face lost in pleasure. Huge breasts heave each time you hit the sweet spot. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(233)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/lesb6.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="girls">"Fuuuck..."</b> She grins. <b class="girls">"You’re so good. Don’t stop!"</b> [[Use your fingers|eventPornInteractive3]] <<set $slutty += 1>>\ <<case 9>>\ Her caresses and kisses trail down your body until she falls on her knees. You look down as she parts your thighs. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(236)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/lesb9.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="protagonist">"A-ah..."</b> Your face turns even more red as you feel her hot tongue caress between your labia. Her lips close on your pussy, creating gentle suction as she slips one finger in. <b class="girls">"Let’s get in a more comfortable position."</b> The woman lies down and guides you to sit on her face. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(237)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/lesb10.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Your wetness drips onto her lips. Her chin is coated in your juices by the time you’re fully riding her. Completely lost in pleasure, you tilt you head back. Your breasts bounce with each thrust. The orgasm leaves you satisfied and by the looks of it, the stranger took as much pleasure as you did. Before parting, she gives you a long kiss. The taste of your own pussy is intoxicating. <<set $slutty += 1>>\ <<set $lust = 0>>\ <</switch>>\ //You feel less dignified.// <<link 'Return'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <div id="sources"></div>

<<set $porn = random (1,1)>>\ <<switch $porn>>\ <<case 1>>\ <img class="center" src='media/events/dom1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(145)"/> <b class="maids">"I must say I'm very, very disappointed. So much work and I still can't see my reflection in the heels. Pathetic!"</b> You watch the exchange between a domme and her sub with a worried gaze. And just as you're about to turn around, the latex-clad boss calls to you. <b class="maids">"You! Maid! Come here and show her how to clean heels properly."</b> She points at the floor before her. [[Submit to her|maidEvent2]] <<link 'Quickly turn around and leave'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <</switch>>\ <div id="sources"></div>

<<switch $porn>>\ <<case 1>>\ <img class="center" src='media/maid/maid11.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(144)"/> Shutting down your thoughts of reluctancy, you eagerly take the heel in your mouth, sucking and licking as drool drips down your chin and onto the floor. You close your eyes, trailing your tongue and tasting the heel from top to bottom until you hear a satisfied chuckle. <b class="maids">"Well, done."</b> The dominatrix looks at you with a pleased grin. <b class="maids">"This is what I call enthusiasm! Here, you earned this."</b> ''//You earned 1 SP//'' ''//You earned 1 SP through your group//'' <<set $SP += 2>>\ <<link 'You gather yourself and leave'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <</switch>>\ <div id="sources"></div>

<<if !$moiraroom || $moiraTrouble>>\ <img class="center" src='media/environment/closed_door2.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(146)"/> The door to Moira's room is closed. You knock but there is no answer. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Go back'>><<goto 'MFoyer'>><</button>></p> <<else>>\ <img class="center" src='media/environment/open_door1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(147)"/> The door to Moira's room is open. Someone is inside. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Go inside'>><<goto 'RoomMoiraIn'>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Go back'>><<goto 'MFoyer'>><</button>></p> <</if>>\ <div id="sources"></div>

<<if hasVisited ("LDoll13")>>\ <img class="center" src='media/npc/moira/moiralatex3.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(229)"/> <<if $moira >= 3>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "$firstname! I heard what happened to Sori... Tell me, was it you?")>> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Admit' 'MoiraSori'>><<set $j = 1>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Deny' 'MoiraSori'>><<set $j = 0>><</button>></p> <<else>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "$firstname! I heard what happened to Sori... tell me was it you?")>> Before you can answer, she interrupts you again. <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "You know what? I don’t care actually. You let me down far too often. You’re on your own and, look, I’m not going to snitch on you, but I won’t help you either. Please leave.")>> She seems far too angry to hear you out. She definitely won’t help you. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Leave' $home>><<set $moiraL = 2>><</button>></p> <</if>>\ <<elseif $moiraroomvisit == 0>>\ <b class="protagonist">"Hey, are you here?"</b> You walk into the room hesitantly. <b class="maids">"Yes! In the bathroom</b> Moiras calls. <b class="maids">"Come in."</b> You step through the ajar door, noticing how similar the bathroom looks to your own. There are a few trinkets and details with which Moira gave the space a personal touch. Maybe you should do the same! A squeaky sound catches your attention as you <<linkappend 'completely enter inside.'>> <img class="center" src='media/npc/moira/moiralatex1.png' onclick="source.ShowSource(148)"/> <b class="protagonist">"Moira! Oh, my god."</b> You gasp as you meet the rubber-encased figure standing in front of the mirror. Moira's eyes meet you in the reflection, her gaze both friendly but also... somehow seductive. <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "I know, I know. Quite the outfit, isn't it?")>> She chuckles as she turns around, offering you a complete view of the rubbery uniform. The light bends around her curves, emphasizing them even more. <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "Wait for me outside, I'll be done in a minute! Then we can talk...")>> You obediently nod and head back [[into her main room.|RoomMoiraIn2]] <</linkappend>> <div id="sources"></div> <<elseif $moiraroomvisit == 1>>\ <b class="protagonist">"Moira? Hey!"</b> You hesitantly walk into the room, your posture submissive. <img class="center" src='media/npc/moira/moiralatex3.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(148)"/> <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "$firstname! How is it going?")>> Moira is still clad in latex, sorting different kinds of clothes on the couch. She seems far too busy with work to be paying full attention to you. <b class="protagonist">"Good, good. I just wanted to check in on you. I see you’re heading towards Group L again?"</b> <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "You guessed correctly. //-she hesitates for a moment-// Say, $firstname, ... you know I helped you get into our little Group M, right.")>> You nod, blushing. <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "I may need your help soon in return. I can’t tell you what kind of help yet. But I’m sure I will be needing it soon… can I count on you?")>> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Of course!' 'RoomMoiraIn3'>><<set $j = 1>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Sorry, it\'s too dangerous!' 'RoomMoiraIn3'>><<set $j = 2>><</button>></p> <<else>>\ <<if $helpedMoira == 0>>\ <img class="center" src='media/npc/moira/moira3.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(229)"/> <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "$firstname. What was that? You left me alone, tied up and helpless? Go. I don’t want to see you right now. Just leave already!")>> You want to stammer out an excuse but before you can even open your mouth, Moira rudely gestures you to finally leave. You turn around, red in your face, and leave the room. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Leave' 'HandlerIn'>> <</button>></p> <<set $helpedMoira = 99>>\ <<elseif $helpedMoira == 1>>\ <img class="center" src='media/npc/moira/moiralatex1.png' onclick="source.ShowSource(229)"/> <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "$firstname! It's good to see you. //-she gives you a big smile-// thank you again so much for helping me.")>> She walks over to you and pulls you into a big hug. Your face presses against her rubbery skin. <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "If you need anything just let me know, alright?")>> She gives you a quick kiss and goes back to her work. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Leave' 'HandlerIn'>><</button>></p> <<set $helpedMoira = 99>>\ <<else>>\ <<if $moira > 3>>\ <img class="center" src='media/npc/moira/moira1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(229)"/> Moira sees you in the door of her room. She seems busy but gives you a friendly wave before returning to buzzing around her room like an eager worker bee. You don't want to disturb her and leave her be. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Leave' 'HandlerIn'>><</button>></p> <<else>>\ <img class="center" src='media/npc/moira/moiralatex1.png' onclick="source.ShowSource(229)"/> Moira looks at you briefly before returning to her work. She doesn’t want to acknowledge your presence and judging from her expression, she really isn’t in the mood to talk. It seems like you have upset her quite a bit. Maybe it’s better to leave her be... <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Leave' 'HandlerIn'>><</button>></p> <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <div id="sources"></div> <<set $moiraroomvisit += 1>>\

A few eternal minutes later, the door opens and Moira offers you a dramatic entrance, presenting herself in all her latex-encased glory. You can't help but stare in awe as she dominantly strides towards you, her feline eyes fixed upon your form. <img class="center" src='media/npc/moira/moiralatex2.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(148)"/> <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "Well?")>> She strikes another seductive pose. <b class="protagonist">"Wow."</b> You nervously shift in your seat, trying to muster a coherent thought. <b class="protagonist">"It-it looks great. Simply amazing."</b> She answers with a chuckle before taking a seat next to you. A sigh interrupts the brief silence. <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "Yeah, I got lucky. I have to clean some of the L group's rooms. //-Despite the mask, you can notice her pouting-// They are strange. Strange as hell. I mean, remember our encounter with that thing in the shower?")>> <b class="protagonist">"Yeah, how could I forget that?"</b> The drooling, inhuman thing appears in your mind briefly as goosebumps overcome you. <b class="protagonist">"But why do you have to wear this? Is it mandatory?"</b> You gently touch the cool, smooth surface of her head, offering a comforting caress as she nods. <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "I don't think anyone can enter their grounds without being encased in latex. But at least it pays some nice SP. Well, I have to go now, I guess. I'm sorry, I am really nervous. I don't want to be late and I-...")>> <b class="protagonist">"Moira."</b> You interrupt her. <b class="protagonist">"You got this."</b> <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "Right... //-She smiles.-// Thank you, that means a lot.")>> Your fingers intertwine briefly before she stands up, parting from you [[with hasteful steps.|MFoyer]] <div id="sources"></div> <<set $moiraroom = false>>\

As a 27-year old man stuck in an unfulfilling and dull career, you often find yourself contemplating about adventurous alternatives and fantasies which make you yearn for a change in the real life. The fact that you haven't had a relationship or a sexual encounter of any kind for years, fuels your despair even more. If only something would happen! But things are about to change! What was your name again? First Name: <<textbox "$firstname" "Alex">> Last Name: <<textbox "$lastname" "Doe">> <label><<radiobutton "$avatar" "d" checked>> Drawn avatars (recommended)</label> <label><<radiobutton "$avatar" "p">> Photo avatars</label> <label><<radiobutton "$guided" false>> Full randomness</label> <label><<radiobutton "$guided" true checked>> Guided (leads you occasionally to story events) (recommended)</label> <p style="text-align:center"> <<button 'GO'>> <<goto 'init'>> <</button>> </p>

<p class="hotelnet">Since you belong to one of the few lucky ones in our experiment, you are given the opportunity to change your name. What should the system address you as from now on? First Name: <<textbox "$firstname" $firstname>> </p> <p style="text-align:center"> <<button 'Submit'>> <<goto 'PreSPInfo'>> <</button>> </p>

<<set $sori += 1 >>\ <<set $metSoriToday = true>>\ <<if $sorigone>>\ The people around you are getting quiet as you enter the room. Their eyes follow your steps. Sori would have been here this time of day... <<elseif $sori == 1>>\ <img class="center" src='media/npc/sori1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(149)"/> An adorable brunette approaches you. The short skirt of the outfit reveals her pale thighs and stockings as she stops with a smile. Around her neck, you spot a familiar looking choker. <<print dialog.Show1("sori1neu.png", "Sori", "maids", "Hey! You must be $firstname, right?")>>\ She smiles and offers you a handshake. <<if $gagged>>\ You nod unable to answer properly through your gag as you take her hand to shake it. <<else>>\ <b class="protagonist">"Yes! Hi."</b> You answer and take her hand. <b class="protagonist">"What's your name?"</b> <</if>> <<print dialog.Show1("sori1neu.png", "Sori", "maids", "I'm Sori! And you look really cute! I always knew that Moira had a good eye. Anyway, I gotta get back to work. See you around.")>>\ She chuckles and waves you goodbye. <<elseif $sori == 2>>\ <img class="center" src='media/npc/sori2.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(150)"/> <<if $gagged>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("sori1neu.png", "Sori", "maids", "$firstname! Gagged as always. You like that a lot aren't ya? //-she giggles-// So I hope you have get used to your new home yet.")>>\ <<else>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("sori1neu.png", "Sori", "maids", "$firstname! How are you doing? I hope you got used to your new home already!")>>\ <</if>> She looks genuinely excited to see you. She seems to be far too cute and enthusiastic for a place like this. <<print dialog.Show1("sori1neu.png", "Sori", "maids", "If you ever need help with anything, let me know! Here, we stick together.")>>\ She gives you a small wink before walking away joyfully. <<elseif $sori == 5>>\ <img class="center" src='media/npc/sori2.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(150)"/> <<print dialog.Show1("sori1neu.png", "Sori", "maids", "$firstname! Oh my. I don't know where to start. It's Moira... I saw her around the Group L floor and it sounded like she needed help. But- but I was too afraid! Can you go help her please? I'll give you the room number.")>>\ It was odd to see her without her usual, bubbly personality. There was genuine concern in her eyes. <<set $DiscoveredArray.pushUnique("[[Look for Moira|eventMoiraTrouble1]]")>>\ <<set $moiraTrouble = true>>\ <<elseif hasVisited ("RoomMoiraIn2") && $sori > 1 && $sori < 5>> <img class="center" src='media/npc/sori1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(149)"/> <<print dialog.Show1("sori1neu.png", "Sori", "maids", "Hey, hey, $firstname. Have you got a minute?")>>\ Sori greets you from the other end of the room, her smile wide as always. You approach her with a nod, trying to match her smile. <<print dialog.Show1("sori1neu.png", "Sori", "maids", "So, I know you're close with Moira. I'm worrying about her lately. I often see her near the Group L territory, wearing all latex. I know that we sometimes get jobs there... but not that frequently. //-she seems quite concerned- //I just hope she doesn't get into any trouble, you know what I mean? Can you do me a favour and look out for her?")>>\ She gives you a tight hug and sighs in concern. <<else>>\ <img class="center" src='media/npc/sori2.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(150)"/> Sori sees you and gives you a friendly wave. She seems as happy and carefree as per usual. You wave back. <</if>>\

The atmosphere is relaxing, even pleasant as you enter the foyer. A few maids are hanging out by the fireplace, some sitting by the window sill and looking at the mountainous landscape. There is no one of interest, though.

<<set _r = random (1,2)>>\ <<switch _r>>\ <<case 1>>\ <img class="center" src='media/npc/maid1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(151)"/> <b class="maids">"Damnit. Why am I so clumsy."</b> You turn around and see the bare pussy of a maid leaning over to pick up her apron which fell down. She catches you staring and chuckles as she wiggles her butt for you. <<case 2>>\ <img class="center" src='media/npc/maid2.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(154)"/> A sweet, herbal scent fills the air as you enter the foyer. Many maids are gathered around a table, enjoying some tea and laughing. They seem to be having a rather nice and relaxed time, retelling stories and jokes. As you walk past them, you give them a nod and a smile, to which they reply in the same way. <</switch>>\

<video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(155)" width="562" height="522"><source src='media/sex_scenes/dildosuck1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> //You feel less dignified.// ''//You earnt 1 SP//'' <<link 'Recover.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <div id="sources"></div> <<set $SP += 1>> <<set $SP += $groupAdd>>\ <<set $slutty += 1>>

<<set $blockInventory = 0>>\ <b class="l">"Ah, lost one!"</b> The voice makes a shiver run down your spine. You slowly turn around on your heels, apprehension evident on your face. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(156)"><source src='media/l/rc1.mp4' type="video/mp4"></video> You meet the familiar gaze without reciprocating the smile. That strange, blonde woman who always speaks in riddles and nonsense is now staring intently at you. You feel as if you were paralyzed. <<if $gagged>>\ She puts her head to a side and slowly lifts her hand up to your head removing your gag. <<script>>setup.GagTheGirl("")<</script>>\ <</if>>\ <b class="l">"$realfirstname."</b> She begins, her voice gentle and hushed. <b class="l">"I... I need your help."</b> Her face melts into a sad, almost heartbreaking expression. <b class="l">"You must help me. I know who you are and I know you don't want to be here."</b> Tears are welling up in her eyes. Her touch to your arm is gentle and warm - almost comfortingly so. Shocked and confused, you stammer something incoherently and avert your gaze. She's definitely insane, but what she says is true. Could you trust her? Nothing in this place seems to be easy, when it comes to making choices. <p style="text-align:center"> <<button 'Comfort her'>> <<goto 'meetL5'>> <<set $L = 1>>\ <</button>> ---- \ <<button 'Retreat'>> <<goto 'meetL5'>> <<set $L = 0>>\ <</button>> </p>\ <div id="sources"></div> <<set $HelpArray.delete ("[[You hear a whisper from the corridor. You wonder how you can hear something so silent.|meetL4][$energy-=25]]")>>\

<<if $L == 1>>\ <b class="protagonist">"I... uh, um, okay! Calm down. It's fine."</b> You lay your hand upon yours, giving her a small and comforting stroke. <b class="protagonist">"What's the matter? I'm sure it can be solved, whatever it is..."</b> She reciprocates the soft touch, her eyes looking up to you. The tears are still there, with one rolling down her cheek. <b class="l">"Thank you."</b> She whispers. As she pulls her hands away from you, the sadness vanishes from her face. The change is almost instant. <<elseif $L == 0>>\ You quickly take a step back don't trusting her at all. Her hands slip back to her and she looks at you with acutally tears rolling down her face. She almost freezes completly for several seconds. <</if>>\ Her face cramps up and twitches as if she were almost bursting into laughter. <b class="l">"You know,"</b> she shakes her head, <b class="l">"I can't even explain how I always get in such a mess."</b> A chuckle interrupts her. <b class="l">"It just got me... and now... I feel it everywhere."</b> Gently, her fingers trail over her collar, tugging down the fabric as to expose something underneath. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(156)"><source src='media/l/rc2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="l">"A bliss. A gift. A curse."</b> She spaces out again, pure joy on her face. <b class="l">"Please, lost one. Help me. Look!"</b> <p style="text-align:center"> <<button 'Next'>> <<goto 'meetL6'>> <</button>> </p> <div id="sources"></div>

<video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(156)"><source src='media/l/rc3.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You watch her open up the hoodie, revealing a black top beneath it. However, what intrigues you more is the tight layer of latex, sticking to her like second skin under her clothes. She presents her encases limbs with a mixture of pride and insanity, as if she were expecting some sort of amazement from you. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(156)"><source src='media/l/rc4.webm' type="video/webm"></video> As she pulls down the waistband of her pants, you notice that she is entirely consumed by the material. Not a single inch of her skin is able to breathe, every crease and curve covered in the rubbery material. <b class="l">"You-... you see?"</b> She says between her chuckles and giggles, though something tells you she is close to having a breakdown. Her lower lip quivers as she sharply inhales. <b class="l">"I feel it everywhere. Oh..."</b> She lifts her head, looking not at you but something behind your back... You slowly [[turn around.|meetL7]] <div id="sources"></div>

Nothing. Just an empty hallway. But the feeling of being watched creeps up on you and persists even though you scanned every inch of your surroundings. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(156)"><source src='media/l/rc5.webm' type="video/webm"></video> The woman continues to undress herself, slowly and gracefully, her eyes never leaving you. You feel very uncomfortable, even afraid. Her behavior feels so unnatural. <b class="protagonist">Maybe she's just crazy. I need to move away... but somehow, I also want to stay? Fuck, what am I thinking...</b> You weigh your options as you keep watching her. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(156)"><source src='media/l/rc6.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Once she peeled every cloth off her lithe body, she turns towards you so you can properly admire her rubbery skin and shiny form. Your gazes meet again. <b class="l">"What do you say?"</b> There is no hint of sadness or panic anymore. Just a complete calmness, both in her voice and her gaze. <b class="l">"Do you like it?"</b> Her hands roam over the latex as she asks you again. <b class="l">"Do you like it?"</b> <p style="text-align:center"> <<button 'Agree'>> <<goto 'meetL8'>> <<set $L += 1>>\ <<set $action = 1>>\ <</button>> ---- \ <<button 'Move away'>> <<goto 'meetL8'>> <<set $action = 0>>\ <</button>> </p>\ <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $action == 1>>\ <b class="protagonist">"I... I do. Yes! It looks very good on you."</b> You say, trying to sound persuasive. But are you sure you're only acting? You can't tell as a part of you definitely finds it hot. But your emotions are conflicting, as your mind urges you to go away and leave her alone. Her glossy prison is mesmerizing, the shine and gloss so perfect. <<else>>\ <b class="protagonist">"I... I really should get going now."</b> you raise your hands to an apologizing gesture and start to walk backwards slowly. But after just one step you stop. Why? You can't tell. It's like a blockade in your muscles. No matter how hard you try you can't move any further. Much more interesting for you is the latex in front of you. The suit of the woman. How come you haven't realized its perfection. Its shine. The gloss. Hugging her like a second skin. <</if>>\ As you snap out of your thoughts, you notice that you're mindlessly standing and drooling at her, for god knows how long. Definitely, there is no trace of sadness or worry on her face now. She's perfectly confident and calm, terrifyingly so. <img class="center" src='media/l/rc7.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(156)"/> <<if $L == 2>>\ <b class="l">""I see you, lost one."</b> She says in a whispery, breathy tone. <b class="l">"I'll be there for you, like you were for me." "</b> <<elseif $L == 1>>\ <b class="l">"Beware not to lose your way, lost one."</b> she says in a whispering tone that seems to cut the air though. <b class="l">"This road won't go on forever."</b> <<else>>\ <b class="l">"Don't you remember, lost one."</b> she says in a whispering tone that seems to cut the air though. <b class="l">"Please come back. You can't abandon me like this."</b> <</if>>\ <b class="protagonist">Is she still talking to me?</b> You wonder. Something's behind you! You definitely heard something this time. You swiftly turn around, prepearing [[yourself for the worst.|meetL9]] <div id="sources"></div>

<img class="center" src='media/l/d1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(157)"/> <b class="protagonist">"Oh fu-..."</b> Your heart threatens to leap out of your throat as you see the woman, standing just a few centimetres away from your face. Completely bare but with a mask covering her facial features, she stands completely still, like some mannequin. Her aubergine hair is lifted in a high ponytail, falling down her breasts. Completely unable to move and terrified, you keep staring at her, praying for someone to show up and put an end to this eeriness. <b class="l">"Take it."</b> The blonde woman behind you demands. You look back to her, confused but she points to the masked woman's hand, in which she held a... red ball? <img class="center" src='media/items/rubberball.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(158)"/> <b class="protagonist">"Listen."</b>. Your voice quivers. <b class="protagonist">"I really don't understand what you want from me."</b> You raise your hands and turn around just enough so that you can keep both of them in your view. <b class="protagonist">"I'm not going t-..."</b> A moaning, squeaking noise interrupts you. This time, it's coming from [[behind the blonde woman.|meetL10]] <div id="sources"></div>

<img class="center" src='media/l/d2.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(159)"/> The thing seems to be a woman completely clad in latex, each inch of her body black and glossy, squealing at the slightest movement. Her motions are clumsy and unsure as she blindly navigates towards the three of you. <b class="protagonist">This is getting out of hand</b>, you think to yourself. You notice the blonde woman hasn't even blinked, let alone looked away from you. Her eyes are disturbingly focused on your face. <b class="l">"Take it. You will understand."</b> She breaks the silence at last. You are completely unsure on what to do. All of this doesn't seem right at all. On the other hand you really don't know what would be the wisest thing to do in such an insane situation. Take this thing? Run? The latex clad girl comes nearer and nearer and you could swear you hear more squeaking noises coming from other directions too. <p style="text-align:center"> <<button 'Take the ball'>> <<goto 'meetL11'>> <<set $L += 1>>\ <<set $action = 1>>\ <</button>> </p>\ <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $action == 1>>\ Gulping, you slowly turn around and take the ball out of the girl's hand. It feels rubbery and light, not dangerous at all. You switch your terrified gaze between all of them but no one seems to be moving or making any sort of reaction. Even the masked girl's hand remains stuck in the air as if she were still holding the ball. <b class="l">"Don't worry, lost one. All will be explained soon,"</b> the blonde woman's tone is sweet and understanding, as if she could comprehend the amount of distress you're experiencing now. As you turn to her entirely, you notice the latex-encased woman has disappeared, along with the squeaking and moaning sounds. You turn back, noticing the masked woman had disappeared too. What's going on? Am I going crazy? <b class="protagonist">Wait... am I loosing my mind?</b> With a chuckle and a kiss, the blonde woman begins to back up, walking backwards until she disappears behind the next corner. You take a deep, deep breath and almost collapse onto the floor. The light in the room seems to have gotten brighter, the heavy aura disappearing from the air. If it weren't for the red ball squeezed in your hand, you would truly think you were hallucinating. <<link 'Time to go back'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>>\ <<if !setup.InventoryContains ("33")>>\ <<set $InventoryArray.push ({picurl: 'media/items/rubberball.jpg', name: 'Rubber ball', description: 'A red small rubber ball you got from the blonde crazy woman.', actions: '[[Examine|ExamineRubberBall]]', id: '33'})>>\ <</if>>\ <<else>>\ <</if>>\ <div id="sources"></div> <<set $RoomArray.delete ("meetL4")>>\ <<set $HelpArray.push ("[[Are those steps outside your room?|eventRandomGirl][$energy-=25]]")>>\

<<if $previousPassage == "eventRandomGirl">>\ <<goto 'captureL1'>>\ <</if>>\ <img class="center" src='media/items/rubberball.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(158)"/> A small, red, inconspicuous rubber ball. <b class="protagonist">"I really don't understand why she gave it to me." </b> Remembering the blonde woman's face, a shiver creeps up your spine. Therefore, you don't really dare to throw it away. [[Back|Inventory]] <div id="sources"></div>

<<if visited () == 1>>\ <b class="maids">"Haha, god, Karen! You can't say that!"</b> You hear your mother giggle in the other room, having coffee with her dear friend who just couldn't pass up the opportunity of sharing the latest gossip. Fucking Karen - she had to come by every day. Not wanting to leave the room, you turn on your Playstation and take another slice of the cold pizza. This is going to be a long afternoon. <b class="girls">"May I grab another cup of coffee, hun?"</b> <b class="maids">"Yeah, sure! You know where everything is."</b> You sigh as you hear her footsteps pass down the hallway and your room as she makes her way to the kitchen. For whatever reason, Karen never really much cared about privacy which she has often proven by bashing into your room without knocking. Always pestering you, asking questions, getting all touchy. <b class="protagonist">"Fuck."</b> You sigh as you hear the door behind you open once again. <b class="girls">"Hey, <<print $realfirstname>>! How are you doing? Gaming as always?"</b> Her voice sounds unusual... much more smooth, much more slutty. You slowly turn around, confusion melting into surprise and shock as you take a look at her. <img class="center" src='media/npc/mf2.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(161)"/> <b class="protagonist">"Uh..."</b> Your eyes trail down the endlessly long latex-clad legs and shiny boots as you're left speechless. <b class="girls">"What's the matter, hun? You like what you see?"</b> She gives you a playful wink. <<elseif visited () == 2>>\ <b class="girls">"<<print $realfirstname>>, how do you like my new outfit? Hm?"</b> Karen turns around, shamelessly presenting you her barely covered ass and upper thighs. <img class="center" src='media/npc/mf1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(161)"/> It's like your mouth is glued together. You quietly watch her present herself from all angles, posing like some model. <b class="girls">"I bet you like it."</b> She continues. <b class="girls">"I bet all those girls from your school don't look like this, do they?"</b> You manage to shake your head in response. <b class="girls">"I know. But I can show you something they can't..."</b> Her voice melts into an echo as she approaches you. <<elseif visited () == 3>>\ <b class="girls">"So, what's it gonna be, big boy?"</b> <img class="center" src='media/npc/mf3.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(161)"/> You feel as if you're melting into your beanbag chair, hungry eyes trying to peek beneath her skirt. <b class="girls">"I try to not let your mother hear us?"</b> Karen giggles. <b class="girls">"Better be quiet. Don't want your mommy to hear us."</b> She giggles, swaying her hips as if to call you to her. But you just can't stand up and, no, it's not due to the shock and surprise. You find yourself physically and literally unable to move from your spot. Hell, you can't even raise your arms. The only movement you're capable of producing is the tightening sensation in your pants but even that is involuntary. <b class="girls">"What's the matter? Can't get up?"</b> Her laughter sounds almost malicious. <b class="girls">"You're too young for that!"</b> Whimpering and gazing at her pleadingly, you feel like some desperate fool. <<set $DreamArray.delete ("sleepMF")>> <</if>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Wake up' 'WakeUp'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<img src='media/events/makeoutff1.gif' class="center"/> As soon as you fall onto the mattress, you realize Irina has a different definition of "sleeping over". Positioned above you, she greedily starts to kiss you as her hand travels over your stomach. <video class="center" autoplay loop><source src='media/events/lesbiansens1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="protagonist">"Mmh..."</b> Her warm kisses are unusually gentle. The women in this place aren't exactly known for their kind nature but Irina doesn't seem to be one of those greedy sluts. Eventually, her lips began to trail lower. Seems like a makeout session wasn't her final goal. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Keep going'>><<goto "Irina8">><</button>> ---- <<button 'Stop her'>><<goto "Irina7b">><</button>></p>\

<b class="irina">"<<print $firstname>>! How have you been?"</b> Irina runs up to you, eyes beaming with joy. <img class="center" src='media/npc/irina1.jpg'/> <<if $gagged>>\ <b class="protagonist">"Hrrmpf."</b> you manage to say through your gag. Irina chuckles and pinches your cheek. <b class="irina">"I love that you are so kinky."</b> <<else>>\ <b class="protagonist">"Oh, hi! I'm doing fine, I guess. Considering the circumstances, that is."</b> You say, gesturing vaguely around yourself. <b class="irina">"Haha, yes, I know what you mean."</b> She chuckles as she clasps her hands behind her back. A slight blush creeps up on her cheeks. You can sense she is nervous by the way she shakily inhales a breath and looks around. <</if>>\ <b class="irina">"So, I kind of wanted to ask you if you'd like to have a coffee? With me?"</b> Her voice sounds even sweeter now. <b class="irina">"No strings attached. Promised."</b>\ <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Agree'>><<replace "#choice">><<print _t1>><</replace>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Decline'>><<replace "#choice">><<print _t2>><</replace>><</button>></p>\ <<set _t1 = '<p style="text-align:justify"><b class="irina">"Yay!"</b> Irina jumps in excitment. <b class="irina">"Come!"</b> She grabs you by the hand. <b class="irina">"Let\'s go to the bar."</b>\n\nWith her hand around your wrist, you two haste down the corridor. Her eyes turn to meet you every once in a while, [[the smile persistent on her face.|IrinaPast2]]</p>'>>\ <<set _t2 = '<p style="text-align:justify">Irina pouts.\n\n<b class="irina">"Ok then. Maybe next time! See ya!"</b> she waves happily and you two part your ways.\n\n<<link \'Return\'>><<goto \'HandlerIn\'>><</link>></p>'>>\

A few minutes later, you arrive at the bar. There aren't many patrons present, but the atmosphere feels nice nevertheless. A latex-clad bartender stands behind the bar, idly flipping through a magazine as she waits for her shift to pass. <img class="center" src='media/environment/bar1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(175)"/> Irina leads you to one of the small, round tables. She still seems excited as she pulls the chair out for you and giggles. <b class="irina">"Two coffees please!"</b> She yells to the bartender. <b class="maids">"Regular coffee?"</b> The woman replies, lazily moving to the coffee machine <b class="irina">"Uh. Extra sugar for me. Also foam! What about you?"</b> She turns towards you, still grinning. <<if $gagged>>\ <b class="irina">"Let me get rid of that."</b> she chuckles and removes your gag. <<script>>setup.GagTheGirl("")<</script>>\ <</if>>\ <b class="protagonist">"An espresso is good. Thanks!"</b> You lean back in your seat and relax. <b class="irina">"You're really sweet, you know that?"</b> Irina props herself up on her elbows, resting her chin in her hands as she watches you. <b class="protagonist">"T-thanks."</b> You shrug, a bit taken aback by her open nature and excitement. <b class="irina">"So, tell me-... Ah, thanks."</b> She takes the mug and treats herself immediately to a sip. <b class="irina">"Careful, hot! And I'm not only talking about you."</b> You can't help but chuckle at her responses, despite being slightly weirded out. <b class="irina">"What I wanted to ask is, how do you like it here so far?"</b>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Like it'>><<set $L = 1>><<goto 'IrinaPast3'>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Hate it'>><<set $L = 0>><<goto 'IrinaPast3'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $L == 1>>\ <b class="protagonist">"I... I think I like it? I can't really say why, though. Especially considering I'm held here against my will."</b> Irina laughs as you finish your answer. <b class="irina">"Yes, I know what you mean!"</b> She traces her thumb over the edge of her cup, shrugging. <b class="irina">"The beginning is always kinda hard. But it shows you have great potential when you tell me you're starting to like it here."</b> <b class="protagonist">"I mean, look, I know I shouldn't like being here! They force me to do things I'd never want to do on my own. They changed my body! I used to be a man, Irina!"</b> <<else>>\ <b class="protagonist">"Oh here is nothing to like about that place. It is as you'd ask a captive if he likes the prison he is in for innocently."</b> Irina chuckles. <b class="irina">"Yeah I know. The beginning is always hard. But I'm sure you'll get used to it soon. I mean look at you. You're a beautiful young lady. Perfect at all the best places."</b> she winks. <b class="protagonist">"I am now! Before I was a man. They changed me. However they did that."</b> you explain. <</if>>\ <b class="irina">"Oh, wow! Really?"</b> Her eyes widen. <b class="irina">"That means you're really special, you know? I heard that transformations like yours often end up in failure. Death, to be exact."</b> You feel your stomach drop. I could have died? You think in shock, the room suddenly spinning. <b class="irina">"It's fine. You're fine!"</b> Irina reaches to gently lay her hand atop of yours. <b class="irina">"Things could always be worse."</b> A moment of silence later, she continues. <b class="irina">"You could have been kidnapped, for example. Like me!"</b> <b class="protagonist">"I'm sorry."</b> You shake your head, pulling away from the touch. <b class="protagonist">"What happened to you?"</b> <b class="irina">"Well."</b> Irina sighs deeply and takes a careful sip of her hot coffee. <b class="irina">"I always dreamt of being a model, since I was little. Once I turned 19, I left my parents and went to the city. Always knew I had it in me. Hell, I don't want to sound arrogant but I think I have the potential to be on a runway. A few thousand Instagram followers later, I get this really tempting offer from a modelling agency. A 'modelling agency', you know?"</b> She emphasizes the quotation marks with her fingers. <b class="irina">"My parents would have been totally against that, but I said 'fuck it' and booked the flight</b> [[without a second thought.|IrinaPast4]]

<b class="irina">"Of course, with the plane ticket, I almost had no money left. A community college dropout, desperate for fame and money. You know where this goes..."</b> <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(176)"><source src='media/events/plane1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> She pours another packet of sugar into her coffee. <b class="irina">"I considered the offer to be my stairway-... no, the elevator to fame. A rocket to the stars. You know, after Googling the name of the agency, I found no information. All I knew about the job was from their Instagram message. It said something like: 'A photoshoot including different props and outfits. No modelling experience needed. Bring your documents, including passport, ID' yada-yada... And the weirdest thing of all, they said the exact location of the shoot will be sent to me half an hour before start. What the hell? What was I thinking?" </b> <b class="protagonist">"And you went there anyway..."</b> <b class="irina">"Yeah. Of course. I wasn't really mensa material during that time. Anyway, the last bits of suspicion disappeared when I indeed got the location sent to me. I was like, cool! This isn't a scam afterall! Then the locations began to change - I got, like, two more messages telling me I need to go here and then there and yeah. Not suspicious at all. But all I could think about was my big breakthrough. And then, half an hour later, I arrive at this totally normal apartment. It turned out to be the right location."</b> <b class="protagonist">"Irina, you weren't stupid. You were just naive."</b> <b class="irina">"No, I was pretty stupid. I know that."</b> Her leg taps against the floor as she continues. <b class="irina">"So, there I was, awkwardly entering this apartment. To my relief, it looked like the most casual living room ever. Nothing threatening, nothing resembling some BDSM dungeon. However, there was only one person there. This woman. No photographers, no makeup artists, no set either. She was just sitting there, casually reading a magazine. I started to think maybe it was the wrong apartment, oh shit? I quickly introduced myself and all that jazz. To my great relief, I seemed to have arrived</b> [[at the right address.|IrinaPast5]] <div id="sources"></div>

<video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(177)"><source src='media/events/irina/p1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="protagonist">"I can imagine what a rollercoaster of emotions it must have been for you."</b> <b class="irina">"Yeah!"</b> She nodded. <b class="irina">"I didn't worry much back then, though. The woman who welcomed me was really kind and relaxed. She actually seemed to be excited for me. I remember asking her if she were a model too and she just replied to me 'yeah, depends how you define a model'. Weird, right? Then I asked her where the photographer is, and she said he will be there soon. Ugh."</b> At this point, the little paper packet of sugar was decimated into dozens of pieces yet she still [[kept ripping it apart.|IrinaPast6]] <div id="sources"></div>

<b class="irina">"Then she showed me the props we would be having our photshoot with. And, well, she shows me this table displaying all sorts of ropes, gags, harnesses,... you name it. Back then, I didn't know what half of those were meant for! At that point, I began to feel really awkward. She seemed to have sensed my insecurity, considering it an advantage..."</b> <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(177)"><source src='media/events/irina/p2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="irina">"Eh... with all these? I... I don't even know most of the stuff here."</b> I chuckled helplessly. <b class="maids">"With some of them, sure."</b> she answered as if it was the most normal thing in the world. Now was the time were I began to feel really uncomfortable. Maybe it wasn't such a good decision afterall I thought. She must have seen [[the insecureness on my face.|IrinaPast7]] <div id="sources"></div>

<b class="maids">"Let me help you get comfortable."</b> she comforted me. <b class="maids">"We can try out some those gags before the shoot begins."</b> she was so nice to me that I decided to stay and give it a shot. Afterall I travelled so much and couldn't bring myself to return to my parents emptyhanded. <b class="irina">"Alright! So... ehm. What is this?"</b> I looked around the stuff on the table and stopped at a small thing seemingly made out of just some metal bars. <b class="maids">"This one?"</b> she took the thing in her hand. <b class="maids">"This one is an open-mouth gag. Very very hot. I love it. Do you wanna try it out?"</b> Hesistantly I agreed. <b class="irina">"I guess. How does it work?"</b> I shifted nervously on the couch as she got closer to me. <b class="maids">"Oh it's a bit tricky but you basically just have to open your mouth wide and I'll place it inside."</b> <b class="irina">"Like this?"</b> I opened my mouth as wide as I could. I wanted to present myself as self-confident as possible. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(177)"><source src='media/events/irina/p3.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="maids">"Exactly. That's a good girl."</b> [[she said.|IrinaPast8]] <div id="sources"></div>

<b class="irina">"...I remember how cool the metal frame felt when she placed it into my mouth. I felt restrained, really helpless. I couldn't close my mouth, no matter what! Weird thing to say, but at that point I felt more like I was being experimented on than anything else."</b> <b class="protagonist">"I imagine. It sounds like a nightmare!"</b> <b class="irina">"Yeah! I was a drooling mess. You know how those gags are. Worst of all, the woman seemed to be having fun! She was grinning, almost laughing at my panicked face..."</b> <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(177)"><source src='media/events/irina/p4.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="maids">"Can you close your mouth?"</b> she asked me and I really tried but my mouth stayed wide open. I wanted to remove it but I didn't know how and I didn't want to rip it out as I was afraid of hurting myself. The girl however seemed quite delighted by my sight. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(177)"><source src='media/events/irina/p5.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="maids">"You want me to take it out?"</b> [[she asked grinning.|IrinaPast9]] <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $PossibleTasks.length < 1>>\ <p class="hotelnet">At the moment are no requests available.</p> [[Return|MScreen]] <<else>>\ <<set _task = $PossibleTasks.pluck()>>\ <<print _task.desc>>\ <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Accept'>> <<set $task = true>>\ <<set $TaskArray.pushUnique (_task.forward)>>\ <<replace "#choice">><p class="hotelnet">Task accepted!</p>[[Return|MScreen]]<</replace>>\<</button>> ---- <<button 'Back'>> <<set $PossibleTasks.pushUnique ({ desc: _task.desc, forward: _task.forward})>>\ <<goto 'MScreen'>><</button>></p> <</if>>\ <div id="sources"></div>

<<if !$maidCostume>>\ <b class="protagonist">I need to wear my maid uniform!</b> <<else>>\ <<set $blockInventory = 1>>\ <<set $energy -= 25>>\ You make your way to the assigned room. Right in front of the closed door stands a wagon. On it you see a tablet with a tea service on it. <b class="protagonist">Just breathe...</b> you say to yourself as you pick it up and go in. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(180)"><source src='media/maid/couple1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Once inside you're surprised how big the room itself is. At the other side is a big table on which end you can see a woman sitting. You guess this is your guest so you proceed to walk towards her. She seems quite uninterested, maybe even annoyed by your presence. With her chin on her knuckle, she watches you bend down to serve the tea. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(180)"><source src='media/maid/couple2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <</if>>\ <b class="protagonist">"Your tea is served, Ma'am."</b> you say as you place down the tablet. She [[looks up to you.|maidCouple2]] <div id="sources"></div>

<b class="maids">"My. You are very cute. You are new around here, right?"</b> <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(180)"><source src='media/maid/couple3.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="protagonist">"T-thank you. Yes, ma'am."</b> you shift nervously as a sly grin appears on her face. Her eyes travel up and down your scantily dressed body. <b class="maids">"I thought so. I've never seen you around here before. I mostly just wait around 'til my useless husband satisfies his needs."</b> Her face darkens. <b class="maids">"But I have to say, you look really nice. Come on, show me some more."</b> <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(180)"><source src='media/maid/couple4.webm' type="video/webm"></video> She pulls you over and you lose your balance, stumbling onto the desk with your [[skirt hitching up your rear.|maidCouple3]] <div id="sources"></div>

<b class="maids">"Hmmm I wonder what they do to the girls around here."</b> She says as she gropes you all over. <b class="maids">"You're like a living sex doll."</b> Afraid to say anything, you simply stand there and allow her to fondle you. <b class="maids">"Show me your tits."</b> She demands in a harsh tone. Without any ado, you unbutton your uniform, letting your breasts burst out of the tight uniform. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(180)"><source src='media/maid/couple5.webm' type="video/webm"></video> She grabs them immediately, massaging them with a ravenous stare. <b class="maids">"I think I'm starting to understand why my husband is so obsessed with you, sluts."</b> The massage lures out a small moan as your breasts are really sensitive. Even the slightest touch feels amazing. <b class="maids">"Ohhh, I see you like it."</b> She says, closing the [[distance between you.|maidCouple4]] <div id="sources"></div>

She takes your nipple in her mouth and begins to suck on it. Your eyes roll back as the pleasure peaks suddenly. You hear the woman chuckle as she watches you from below now tickling your nipple with her tongue. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(180)"><source src='media/maid/couple6.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You can't help but moan, your legs quivering. Wetness pools in your panties, each touch making you more and more horny. However, a sudden slam of the door startles you both. As you look to the other end of the room, you notice the door through which you entered is now closed. Maybe it was only the wind? <b class="maids">"Hm. Well, thanks for the tea. You can go now."</b> The woman leans back, the annoyed expression returning to her attractive face. ''//You earned 1 SP//'' ''//You earned 1 SP through your group//'' <b class="protagonist">"Thank you, ma'am."</b> You quickly readjust your uniform and turn <<link 'around to leave.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <div id="sources"></div> <<set $SP += 2>>\ <<set $RoomArray.push ("maidCouple5")>>\ <<set $TaskArray.delete ('[[Go to room 645 and serve dinner.|maidCouple1]]')>>\

''"Oh, so I'm not good enough for you, hm?"'' <b class="maids">"It was nothing! I swear! I was just being curious..."</b> You hear a heated argument between a man and a woman coming from one of the rooms. Your experience tells you it's best not to get involved and mind your own business, so you quickly pass the open door. ''"Hey, maid!"'' !" You stop in your tracks. The man noticed you. You breath hitches as you take a few steps back, meeting him with a polite and submissive gaze. ''"Come here, I've got a job for you."'' Running away would probably jeopardize your job and position. In order to not provoke a complaint to Miss Sinclaire, you decide to obey. With your head low, you let him guide you back into the room where the woman is [[waiting with an angry stare.|maidCouple6]]

''"You like her?"'' he asks the woman and gestures at your body. The woman gives him a venemous glare, saying nothing at first. You realize now that she is the same woman that you have served tea before. <b class="maids">"You know what, Mike?"</b> She answers at last. <b class="maids">"I do! I find her very hot!"</b> her tone is seductive, provocative. The man grins. ''"Oh yeah? What do you like the most? Her ass?"'' he spins you around and slaps your buttocks. A cute squeal escapes your lips. ''"Or her tits?"'' He spins your around again and reveals your big tits. <b class="maids">"Oh I just love her big tits."</b> she says with an exaggerated moan. He starts to grope your breasts and you can't help but to moan bit.. ''"She likes them too!"'' he says. Then he grabs behind him and takes something from the table. ''"Lets spice it up a bit then."'' In his hand you can see a short chain that ends in two clamps. Your eyes widen but before you can say anything he places the clamps on your erect nipples. The pain mixes with overwhelming pleasure and your knees buckle. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(179)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/nippleclamp1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> ''"Look at her. I bet she's really wet for you."'' His tone is teasing. ''"Get on your knees, maid."'' He orders and you obey Once you kneel like the slave you are, the man walks over to the woman who glances angrily at him with crossed arms. He grabs her by the arm and pulls her towards you pushing her to her knees in front of you. ''"I bet you'd like a partner look, bitch."'' he says and pulls down the top of the woman revealing her breasts. He then grabs another chain with clamps, doing the same to the woman despite [[her immense efforts to resist.|maidCouple7]] <div id="sources"></div>

<b class="girls">"Fuck, Mike! What do you want?"</b> she growls at him. ''"Kiss her. Come on. If you like kissing girls so much then I want to see it."'' She still glances at him angrily but then looks at you. Slowly, she comes closer and gives you a sweet, short kiss. She pulls away again and gives the man an irritated look. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(180)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/kissing2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> ''"Oh you can do better."'' The man grabs both of your heads and pushes your mouths onto each other, forcing you to kiss further. He doesn't let go and soon your tongue is deep inside her mouth as hers is inside yours. This goes on for some minutes before you finally lets you go. ''"You know, maybe I should leave you here. I think you would really fit with the fuckmeat around here."'' He says to the woman. <b class="girls">"Fuck you."</b> she replies. ''"You can go now."'' He helps you up and removes the nipple clamps. ''"Take this as a thanks."'' ''//You earned 1 SP//'' ''//You earned 1 SP through your group//'' <<set $SP += 2>>\ <<set $slutty += 2>>\ //You feel less dignified.// Once you're outside the room you hear the argument continue. <<link 'It\'s better to leave.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <div id="sources"></div>

<video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(177)"><source src='media/events/irina/p6.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="maids">"No?"</b> I gestured wildly with my hands now. <b class="maids">"Alright, alright. Come here."</b> <b class="irina">"..Ugh. After a minute of pleading and panicking, she finally decides to take the gag out of my mouth. It was a huge relief. Like, I was almost laughing with her! Excuse me, could I have a glass of water?"</b> She calls for the bartender. <b class="irina">"Thanks!"</b> <b class="irina">"Anyway, where were we? Yeah! She retells me how she used that gag for a 'photoshoot' and that she loved it. She even made this weird innuendo about her mouth being full during the whole time. You could guess why! We weren't done after that. Not at all.</b> [[She showed me the next prop.|IrinaPast10]] <div id="sources"></div>

<video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(177)"><source src='media/events/irina/p7.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="irina">"It was some sort of rubber ball connected to a pipe, with a pump on its end? Difficult to explain, I know! I was really, really uncomfortable but I didn't want to give up. So, I agreed to the thing."</b> <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(177)"><source src='media/events/irina/p8.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="irina">"In the last moment, I wanted to protest but it was like she could sense it and just shoved the entire</b> [[thing into my mouth.|IrinaPast11]] <div id="sources"></div>

<b class="irina">"I let her fasten the straps behind my head. It wasn't inflated yet but I still couldn't talk..."</b> <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(177)"><source src='media/events/irina/p9.webm' type="video/webm"></video> The dark-haired girl took the pump in her hand and grinned. <b class="maids">"Alright. Let's see."</b> She pressed the pump once. A muffled sound came from me involuntary. I was shocked by how much the ball inflated. My tongue was pressed down now and I felt the rubber at top of the inside of my mouth. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(177)"><source src='media/events/irina/p10.webm' type="video/webm"></video> I gestured her that this is enough [[but she pressed again.|IrinaPast12]] <div id="sources"></div>

Again the ball inflated and filled my mouth even more. <b class="maids">"More?"</b> she asked chuckling and pressed the pump again. I felt my gag reflex kicking in as the rubber now filled my whole mouth. It even stretched it. <b class="maids">"Ok. Ok."</b> she answered my wild gesturing. <b class="maids">"One more."</b> she pressed it one last time and it felt like my mouth couldn't get any more stretched. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(177)"><source src='media/events/irina/p11.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="irina">"...I even had a hard time breathing but then she released me, deflating the gag. She quickly unbuckled the straps behind my head and pulled out the gag. As the ball exited my mouth a quite large amount of drool flew out too. Descriptive, I know!..."</b> <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(177)"><source src='media/events/irina/p12.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="maids">"There you go. Wasn't that hard, was it?"</b> She asked still with that sly grin. <b class="irina">"I don't know. This was too much, I think."</b> I said. <b class="maids">"Oh this wasn't much yet. Normally I would let you lay there tied up and fully pumped."</b> I looked [[at her in disbelief.|IrinaPast13]] <div id="sources"></div>

<b class="maids">"How about we try something really classy now."</b> Classy sounded good. Nothing extraordinary I thought. So I agreed and watched her take a ball gag. <b class="irina">"Yeah classy sounds good."</b> I said hoping not so kinky stuff would come next. <b class="maids">"Open up."</b> she ordered. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(177)"><source src='media/events/irina/p13.webm' type="video/webm"></video> The red rubber ball was definetly more comfortable to wear but it gagged me properly nevertheless. At this point I was really done. I decided to leave. But as I wanted to remove the gag she stopped me. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(177)"><source src='media/events/irina/p14.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="maids">"Oh no. Not again. You know, you are wasting my time here. I really help you here and you act like a child!"</b> She grabbed my hands. I protested but she was too strong. <b class="maids">"You girls today are all way too easy, you know?"</b> I remember her say. I struggled but I was just not strong enough. Even worse was when she went for my shirt. All of the sudden she ripped it [[apart, aswell as my bra.|IrinaPast14]] <div id="sources"></div>

<b class="maids">"Let's see what your strengths are."</b> She began to grop me. I screamed and kicked and protested but to no avail. As soon as I'd somewhat free myself, she'd throw me back onto the couch again. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(177)"><source src='media/events/irina/p15.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="irina">"...When she pinned me down for the last time, she told me she knew a place where I would get famous. 'You'll like it there!' She laughed and laughed."</b> <b class="irina">"Then."</b> She swallowed. <b class="irina">"She took a pillow and pressed it against my face. I thought that was it."</b> <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(177)"><source src='media/events/irina/p16.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="irina">"I'm dead. The last thing I remember was the sharp, chemical smell of the pillow and then</b> [[everything faded to black.|IrinaPast15]] <div id="sources"></div>

<b class="irina">"The next thing I remember was me laying on the table of the same room. Half naked and tied up, like some package. Gagged. I struggled but I was bound from head to toe in all sorts of knots."</b> <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(177)"><source src='media/events/irina/p17.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="irina">"It was then that I noticed this dude staring at me. Not young, not old. Kinda handsome and rugged but still..."</b> She shivered. <b class="irina">"He was in it, obviously. He didn't help me out. Him and that woman were talking about me. But, most disturbingly, I remember them say that the next batch of 'girls' would arrive the coming week."</b> She devoured the entire glass of water before continuing. You could see the frown on her face deepen as the memories resurfaced. <b class="irina">"To make this long story short; I got put in a bag and the next thing I remember is this castle. And this is where my second life began. Ta-da!"</b> [[She gave a weak chuckle.|IrinaPast16]] <div id="sources"></div>

<img class="center" src='media/npc/irina1.jpg'/> <b class="protagonist">""Irina..."</b> You shake your head in disbelief. <b class="irina">"I know, I know. A bit too gloomy of a topic. But I like it here, so nothing to worry about!"</b> <b class="protagonist">"What?!"</b> Your eyes widen. <b class="protagonist">"You just told me how you got kidnapped in the most cruel way!"</b> <b class="irina">"Would you complain of being kidnapped to heaven?"</b> Her smile widens. Now you really wonder if this is all a facade or if she's serious. Maybe she got brainwashed so you decide not to ask any further questions, but to smile and nod. <b class="irina">"So, it was great to spend some time with you."</b> she puts her hand onto yours. <b class="irina">"See you around, <<print $firstname>>."</b> You take the last sip out of your coffee and <<link 'make your way back.'>><<goto 'HandlerIn'>><</link>> <div id="sources"></div> <<set $RoomArray.delete ("IrinaPast1")>>\ <<set $irina += 1>>

Beads of sweat glisten on your face as you try to come up with a coherent reply. <b class="protagonist">"M-mistress Santini. I deeply apologize if I have offended you in any way."</b> You watch her with a glimmer of hope as you notice a slight hint of anger fading from her beautiful face. <b class="protagonist">"I'm-I'm still so confused... and I obviously don't want you as an enemy."</b> You lower your head submissively, hoping that your demeanor will please her, or at least awake some pity. After a moment, she lets out a quick breath. <b class="santini">"Well? What can I say? After all of this, I would just seem like a monster, wouldn't I?"</b> <img class="center" src='media/santini/s5.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(181)"> She puts her hand at her hips, cocking her head to the side. <b class="santini">"I won't be a sore loser. You may leave."</b> With a wave of her hand, the guards immediately step forwards to escort you. <b class="santini">"Though you are cute. I can see why Carter is so interested in you."</b> She laughs before returning to her male victim. You decide to take a leave <<link 'before she changes her mind.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <div id="sources"></div>

You take out the ball. Even though it lies still in your hand, you can feel some odd movement on your palm, where its surface touches your hand. You're unable to look away as you face the difficult decision of doing the right thing. <<print dialog.Show1("anonfem.png", "Girl", "girls", "W- what is that?")>>\ The girl asks with caution. As if hypnotized, you stare at the ball. ''Throw it!'' The command flashes like an intrusive thought in your mind. Something deep inside tells you it's the best course of action you can take.\ <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Throw it'>><<goto captureL2>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Put it away'>><<replace "#choice">><<print _t1>><</replace>><</button>></p> <<set _t1 = '<p style="text-align:justify">You shake your head getting rid of all the strange thoughts that suddenly appeared. You look up and see the girl looking at you very suspiscioulsy. She turns around and quickly leaves obviously feeling unsettled by you.\n\nYou <<link \'decide to leave too.\'>><<goto \'HandlerIn\'>><</link>></p>'>>\ <div id="sources"></div>

You hurl the rubber ball towards the confused girl, its path unnaturally curved as if guided by something supernatural. The toy hits against her breast, the young woman yelping out in surprise and pain. <<print dialog.Show1("anonfem.png", "Girl", "girls", "What the fuck?!")>>\ She shrieks with eyes wide in disbelief. The ball bursts on the impact like a water balloon which is rather unexpected, since it didn't feel like a balloon of any sort. A dark, sticky liquid splatters onto her breasts and, despite her best efforts to wipe it off, she ends up completely entangled in the stickiness. Wide eyed and terrified, she watches the material spread over her skin, coating inch after inch of her body in an impenetrable, sticky coating. <img class="center" src='media/l/liquid1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(182)"/> <<print dialog.Show1("anonfem.png", "Girl", "girls", "Wh-... what did you do?")>>\ After just a few moments of contact with the skin, the material begins to turn into solid latex. With her knees on the floor, she moans as the blackness overtakes her. Her last struggles at freeing herself remain futile. <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next'>><<goto captureL3>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div> <<script>>setup.RemoveFromInventory (33)<</script>>\ <<set $HelpArray.delete ("[[Are those steps outside your room?|eventRandomGirl][$energy-=25]]")>>\

<<print dialog.Show("l1.png", "l", "My poor thing! You must be so confused. Can't even recognize your own kin.")>>\ Her face changes into an exaggerated expression of sorrow and pity. You feel more and more uncomfortable. Something is quite off here and it's not only the nonsensical way she is talking. <<print dialog.Show("l1.png", "l", "Have you ever asked yourself what they will think of your actions? Your choices?")>>\ <img class="center" src='media/l/l2.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(66)"/> A slightly cold breeze suddenly creeps up your spine. You turn around expecting to look into the eyes of some crazy person of the hotel staff. But you see... nothing. Just an empty corridor. As you turn around again your heart skips a beat - the woman’s face is now just a centimetre away from yours. You stand still as you look into her mesmerizing eyes which seem to inspect every millimetre of your face. <<print dialog.Show("l1.png", "l", "If you want to know, there is one. In the tower.")>>\ Her eyes look up to the ceiling as if there was something of interest. Just then she takes a step back and returns scribbling something down in her notebook as she slowly moves away from you and heads down the corridor. <b class="protagonist">Holy shit, that was odd...</b> You decide <<link 'to leave quickly.'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <div id="sources"></div> <<set $RoomArray.delete ("meetL1")>>\ <<set $RoomArray.push ("meetL3")>>\

<b class="girls">"Pleeeeaseee! Make it st-... hmmmphh"</b> She tries to scream out as the latex reaches her face, shutting her pleas with a thick, rubbery coating. Her struggling becomes less and less energetic, despite the despair still present in her muffled moans. After a while, complete silence ensues as she is lying before you, motionless. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/l/struggle1.mp4' type="video/mp4"></video> A sense of panic rises in your chest. <b class="protagonist">Is she dead?</b> Overwhelmed with fear, you kneel down and frantically begin to feel her for any signs of life. Despite being out of your mind with panic, you still keep a careful stance, afraid the material might jump on you. The sound of approaching footsteps makes you freeze. <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next'>><<goto captureL4>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<img class="center" src='media/npc/cliff/cliff1.png' onclick="source.ShowSource(183)"/> A grim looking man is now standing before you. His conservative, casual way of clothing doesn't really fit into the hotel's hypersexual atmosphere, leaving you even more confused. A few moments of silence later, he switches his gaze from you to the motionless girl on the floor. <b class="protagonist">"Look! I-I'm sorry! I didn't-... I don't know what happened!"</b> The words blurt out of you, panic making you feel as if you are outside of your body, unable to control your shaking and frantic gesturing. The man with the unreadable expression approaches further. He pulls out a suitcase - seemingly out of nowhere - and places it onto the floor, next to the woman. <b class="protagonist">"I'm sorry..."</b> You whisper but the man doesn't seem to care. He opens the large suitcase and carefully lifts up the girl. <img class="center" src='media/l/suitcase.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(184)"/> Curled up, her body fits perfectly into it. The zipper closes and she is out of your sight. Once the whole ordeal is done, the man stands up and pushes a stray strand of hair off his face. He looks at you with an even face and you, still pressed with your back against the wall, quietly wait for any sort of reaction. He then turns around and lifts up the suitcase without effort before making his way to whence he came from. Confused and speechless, you look at him vanish behind the next turn. <b class="protagonist">"D-did that really happen..."</b> You stammer. But before you can even begin to make any guesses, a tap on your shoulders almost makes you jump out of your skin. <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next'>><<goto captureL5>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<img class="centerBorderless" src='media/avatars/nat1neu.png' onclick="source.ShowSource(9998)"/> You look into the blue, wide eyes of a latex-clad woman briefly before taking a cautious step backwards. But thanks to your clumsiness, you end up falling onto your butt, much to the amusement of the rubber-encased stranger. Despite the rubbery mask on her face, you can hear her giggle at your terrified reaction. The blonde pigtails on her head sway as she curiously tilts her head while observing you. <<print dialog.Show1("nat1content.png", "???", "natasha", "Haha! You are too cute! Come, let me help you up!")>>\ She extends her gloved hand towards you.\ <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Take it'>><<replace "#choice">><<print _t1>><<print '<p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button \'Next\'>><<goto captureL6>><</button>></p>'>><</replace>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Go up yourself'>><<replace "#choice">><<print _t2>><<print '<p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button \'Next\'>><<goto captureL6>><</button>></p>'>><</replace>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div> <<set _t1 = '<p style="text-align:justify">You grab her hand as you carefully stand up. Despite her slim stature, she pulls you up with great strength.\n\n<<print dialog.Show1("nat1happy.png", "???", "natasha", "There you go! The first one is always scary. I know what you think! Don\'t worry - she isn\'t dead, just taking a refreshing nap. You did a great thing for us today.")>>\nYour confused frown deepens.\n\n\</p>'>>\ <<set _t2 = '<p style="text-align:justify">You crawl back some more before pushing you up yourself. Even though you can\'t see most of her facial features her eyes say she is displeased. But just for a moment as she retreats her hand again.\n\n<<print dialog.Show1("nat1annoyed.png", "???", "natasha", "Well. The first one is always scary. I know what you think! Don\'t worry - she isn\'t dead, just taking a refreshing nap. You did a great thing for us today.")>>\nShe must see the [[confusion on your face.|captureL6]]\</p>'>>\

<<if $gagged>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("nat1neu.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "Judging from your expression, I bet you have tons of questions. Oh, you can call me Natasha, by the way. Come here let me help you with that.")>>\ <<else>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("nat1neu.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "Judging from your expression, I bet you have tons of questions. Oh, you can call me Natasha, by the way.")>>\ <</if>>\ There are definitely many questions you want to ask her. Who is she? What is she doing here? Who was that man? What was that ball? How can she speaks so coherently with her face moulded in rubber? <<if $gag == "ballgag">>\ She kneels beside you and her hands reach out for your head. You pull back a bit biting hard on your ballgag. Her eyes glisten with enjoyment. She reaches behind your head and opens up the ball gag pulling it gently out of your mouth and placing it in your lap. <<script>>setup.GagTheGirl("")<</script>>\ <<elseif $gag == "mtape">>\ She kneels beside you and her hands reach out for your head. You pull back a bit. Her eyes glisten with enjoyment. She carefully takes one corner of you the tape covering your mouth in her fingers and starts slowly to pull. Agonizingly slow she pulls it from your mouth as her eyes stay locked to yours. They speak of joy as she makes the final pull before throwing the piece of tape away. <<script>>setup.GagTheGirl("")<</script>>\ <</if>>\ <<set _t = "">>\ <<if $wearSkimask == 2>>\ <<set _t += "You really don't have to hide your pretty face behind that mask. But maybe you just like to be coated in the cum. ">> <</if>>\ <<if !$bottom && !$top && !$panties>>\ <<set _t += "I must say I like your confidence! Walking around here all naked, almost asking for it... ">> <<elseif $loungeDress>>\ <<set _t += "Well someone has fancy friends. Look at that dress. ">> <<elseif $maidCostume>>\ <<set _t += "You make a great maid. Always loved those shiny uniforms of yours. ">> <<else>>\ <<set _t += "I really like the choice of your clothes. ">> <</if>>\ \ <<print dialog.Show1("nat1neu.png", "Natasha", "natasha", _t)>>\ As you finally muster your strength to speak up, her shiny finger presses against your parted lips. <<print dialog.Show1("nat1happy.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "I didn't say it's the right time to be answering your questions, though. You did great things for us today - you made //her// happy. But we do expect a lot more from you.")>>\ A giggle follows her mysterious rambling. Hell, there is no way you want to do any more things for strangers at this hotel. You had more than enough of trouble... <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next'>><<goto captureL7>><</button>></p>

<<print dialog.Show1("nat1content.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "But don't you worry. I know you won't disappoint us.")>>\ As she closes the distance between you two, she slowly raises her hand in front of your face, tapping your forehead very gently with her index finger. Suddenly everything faded to black as a jolt travels down your body, making you shiver in discomfort. You can neither think nor say anything as a psychedelic scene unfolds itself before your blinded eyes. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/sleep/rl/fall1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Like Alice in Wonderland, you descend into a spiral of colors and shapes, losing all sense of time and space. Where do you even come from? Who are you even? <b class="protagonist">What is that smell?</b> The shapes begin to fade into nothingnsess as a strong scent of rubber fills your nostrils. Then you begin to feel it, stretching over your skin, pressing your arms against your torso as it encases you. You want to scream but your mouth cannot open. Panic strats to rise within you before everything fades to black completely. The feeling of an endless plunge stops as you find yourself lying on a bed. <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next'>><<goto captureL8>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

Even though you are blind and mute, you are still capable of perceiving your current position which is encased in latex. The thick layer holds your whole body glued to the surface, offering you no hope for an escape. But you doubt you would want to do that, since the sensation leaves you moaning in pleasure. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(186)"><source src='media/l/vacbed1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Your whole body tingles as the latex rubs against every inch of your skin, getting tighter with each movement you make. You don't know what happened, nor what you're doing but the attempt at forming a coherent thought gets ruined by a hand caressing your crotch. The pleasure amplifies with each stroke and you feel yourself inching towards your orgasm - faster and faster... <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(187)"><source src='media/others/flash1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> And just before the peak, a blinding light flashes before your eyes and every sensation, expect the orgasm, abandons your body. <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next'>><<goto captureL9>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

As if torn from a dream, you find yourself lying flat on the bed. Your body is clad in a black latex catsuit with everything but your head encased. Once again you struggle to perceive your surroundings or even to think. Moving your body seems like an impossible ordeal... <<print dialog.Show1("anonfem.png", "???", "girls", "What are you doing there, drone? Put on your hood!")>>\ <img class="center" src='media/l/d3.jpg'/> You look up to meet the face of a woman, her upper half of face hidden beneath a layer of rubber. Her full, red lips are all that discerns her from a rubber mannequin. The glistening, silver ponytail on her head falls onto her shoulder as she inquisitively bends down to you. <<print dialog.Show1("scar1neu.png", "???", "girls", "24601! I am talking to you!")>>\ She crosses her arms as she watches you with a serious expression. Her outfit is a tasteful mixture of an office and military uniform. You suddenly realize your hands are autonomously reaching for the black mask lying in front of you. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Put it on'>><<goto captureL10>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/l/mask1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> The latex slips onto your head like a second skin. Not a single wrinkle or crease appears. It feels almost as if it were tailored for you. It closes seamlessly with the neck of your catsuit, hiding every inch of your skin. The only thing not consumed by the shiny material are your eyes and lips <<print dialog.Show1("scar1neu.png", "???", "girls", "Good. Now wait. Don't try anything stupid - all trap systems are activated in this room.")>>\ Her sharp voice makes you flinch. The woman turns and leaves the room with an energetic stride. As soon as the door closes, the tension leaves your body. Finally you come to your senses. There must be a way to leave! But it's almost impossible to remember anything... Your slowly regain control over your body. An eerie feeling nags on you and you feel as if you won't be alone in here for long. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next'>><<goto 'captureLRoom'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

You slowly get up from the bed and make your way to the desk. The first thing you notice is movement on the laptop screen. Maybe it’s a screensaver? <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(189)"><source src='media/hypno/spiral1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You keep staring at the screen, losing all sense of time as the circles continue to expand and disappear before your eyes. At last, you succeed to pry your eyes away and catch a breath. What is this? The circles left a strange sensation in your mind, as If something crept up into your brain. As you fight your urges not to glue yourself to the screen again, you scan the desk for anything of interest. The only thing that catches your attention is a leather strap with a black ring in the middle. <img class="center" src='media/items/ringgag1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(190)"/> <b class="protagonist">How peculiar.</b> Besides this item, there is not much worth of attention. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Look at the screen anyway'>><<goto captureL10Laptop>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Back'>><<goto captureLRoom>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

Even though your gut feeling tells you not to, you take another look at the laptop. Maybe you can somehow use it to your advantage? Hell, maybe it even has internet access? Yet, as soon as you look at it again, your eyes fixate onto the white rings. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(189)"><source src='media/hypno/spiral1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Your mind fogs again. <b class="protagonist">”N-no. There is no ‘no’.”</b> You stammer involuntarily. This wasn’t you. Or at least it wasn’t you on purpose. It’s as if something inhabits your mind… //I don't want to say no.// <b class="protagonist">"I... I don't..."</b> //I don't want to say no.// <b class="protagonist">"I don't want to say no."</b> You repeat after the lovely voice inside your head, still staring at the comforting, white rings. You’re so entranced, you don’t even realize that you’re taking the leather strap from the desk and gagging yourself, the ring prying your mouth wide open. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(188)"><source src='media/l/cap1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You fasten the strap behind your head, making sure it fits you as tightly as possible. The ring keeps your mouth open... //I don't want to say no.// A drop of drool falls out of your mouth, splattering onto the table. Your dull, absent eyes follow it with an absent mind. <b class="protagonist">Leather belts?"</b> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next'>><<goto captureL10Laptop2>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

Dizziness wraps around you like a veil, obscuring your vision. The moment feels like something from a distant dream and you are unable to focus on anything in particular at first. But then your vision slowly adjusts and the first thing you perceive is the door through which the woman had left. Then, to your right you see a desk <b class="protagonist">with... a laptop?</b> Beside the bed, there is a chair which emits a strange vibrating sound. Maybe you should check it out? On the other hand, you could just wait here on the bed... like you were told to do. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Check the door'>><<goto 'capture10Door'>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Check desk'>><<goto 'capture10Desk'>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Check chair'>><<goto 'capture10Chair'>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Wait on bed'>><<goto 'capture10Wait'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<img class="center" src='media/items/belt1.jpeg' onclick="source.ShowSource(191)"/> Beside the laptop, you notice some leather belts. They definitely weren’t there before... or were they? You aren’t sure anymore. But on the other hand, how would they’ve gotten there? As you still struggle to make some sense out of the situation, you fail to realize that you have already taken a belt into your hand. Swiftly, without hesitation, your hands fasten it around your neck. <b class="protagonist">Wait... why can't I close my mouth."</b> You wonder as a small of moment of clarity pops up in your mind. But before you can react or even answer your own question, you feel your hands are being held tightly against your stomach. Leather straps are preventing them from moving in the slightest. <img class="center" src='media/l/bond1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(192)"/> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next'>><<goto captureL10Laptop3>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

As you idle around, waiting for Sori to enter her room, you can't shake away the nagging feeling of guilt. Excitement rises in your thumping chest as you remember trapping that girl into the latex ball. <<print dialog.Show1("sori1neu.png", "Sori", "maids", "<<print $firstname>>! Hey!")>>\ Sori, the maid, approaches you with a soft and welcoming smile before slipping into her room. You force a cheerful tone as you greet her back and position yourself in front of the keyhole after some seconds. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(193)"><source src='media/l/doll1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Almost immediately, she notices the doll. With a curious step, she approaches and picks it up, turning it and observing the plush creature from different angles. A sudden and unpleasant sensation catches you off guard. You swiftly turn around, almost certain that someone is watching you. But, to your great relief, the hallway is empty and so you return your attention to the keyhole once again. <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next'>><<goto LDoll2>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<print dialog.Show1("sori1neu.png", "Sori", "maids", "Aaah!")>>\ Sori's voice startles you. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(193)"><source src='media/l/doll2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> The doll falls with a soft thud from Sori's now taped hands. Panic rises in her eyes as she lifts her tied up fingers, unable to wriggle them free. <<print dialog.Show1("sori1neu.png", "Sori", "maids", "Wh- what is this?")>>\ You are in disbelief as much as she is. Your heart racing even more than before, you look down to the supernatural doll, only to notice that the bandages on the toy's arms have now disappeared. <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next'>><<goto LDoll3>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(193)"><source src='media/l/doll3.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Sori keeps struggling against the tape but her attempts are futile. The familiar chill of being observed overcomes you again but now your eyes are drawn to the doll lying on the ground. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(193)"><source src='media/l/doll4.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Sori, equally as shocked as you, notices that the blue bandages of the doll's mouth are now gone. <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next'>><<goto LDoll4>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<print dialog.Show1("sori1neu.png", "Sori", "maids", "Mmmph!")>>\ <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(193)"><source src='media/l/doll5.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Soris muffled screams echo in your head. Several layers of black tape are tightly wound around her head, pressing into her flesh. Wide eyed and hyperventilating, she shakes her head in a futile attempt to loosen the tape's tight grip. <<print dialog.Show1("sori1neu.png", "Sori", "maids", "Hmmmph!")>>\ Her cries for help are quieted down - there is no way for someone to hear her and help. Besides you. <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next'>><<goto LDoll5>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

Sori struggles her way to the door, tripping and falling over twice in the process. You flinch backwards as she tries to open it. But something urges you to press yourself against the door and prevent her escape. <b class="protagonist">Why am I doing this?</b> You squeeze your eyes shut as you continue holding the door. <b class="protagonist">"I can't let her see me outside her door..."</b> <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(193)"><source src='media/l/doll6.webm' type="video/webm"></video> But it seems like she isn't escaping anytime soon. With her tied up hands, grasping the handle is an impossible endeavour. Again, the chill overcomes you and you immediately crouch to the keyhole to take a look at the doll. She seems to be overtaken by the same force as she turns around, panicking at the sight of the wrapped up toy. <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next'>><<goto LDoll6>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<print dialog.Show1("sori1neu.png", "Sori", "maids", "MH?")>>\ You watch her wide eyed, trying to scream against the tight tape. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(193)"><source src='media/l/doll7.webm' type="video/webm"></video> From hands to the shoulders, her arms are glued together by the strong material, leaving no room for even a slight wiggle. Still in disbelief, she looks around and tries to make sense out of it. Despair heaves in her chest but she doesn't give up as she stends up and tries to struggle the tape off while standing and bending forwards. But to no avail. <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next'>><<goto LDoll7>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

Sori grunts angrily as she looks around, trying to find anything of use. At last, her eyes fall to the ground onto the doll. Her cheeks redden with fury as she violently stomps against the toy, over and over again as if that would help her situation. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(193)"><source src='media/l/doll8.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Pulling her foot away, she gasps in shock as she notices that the bandages from the doll's foot have disappeared. Tapes form around Sori's feet in an instant, rendering her unable to walk. Her plump ass falls onto the armchair, legs still struggling with violent motions. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(193)"><source src='media/l/doll9.webm' type="video/webm"></video> The situation seems hopeless. <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next'>><<goto LDoll8>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

As if her capture wasn't enough of a demise, the doll suddenly teleports and is now sitting down next to her. What's worse, the toy's legs are no longer bandaged which means... <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(193)"><source src='media/l/doll10.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <<print dialog.Show1("sori1neu.png", "Sori", "maids", "Mmmph!")>>\ A muffled scream is all she manages to utter as she's now taped up to her upper thighs. Standing seems like an impossible task now. <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next'>><<goto LDoll9>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

Sori struggles as much as she can, though you can tell that her strength is starting to fail her. An attempt on standing up ends with her landing face-first onto the sofa. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(193)"><source src='media/l/doll11.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Her eyes widen in terror as she looks up and sees the doll now completely free of her bandages. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(193)"><source src='media/l/doll12.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Within seconds, Sori turns into a shiny, black cocoon. All save for her upper half of the head is wrapped up like a mummy. Besides wiggling a few inches, there is not much else she can do. <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next'>><<goto LDoll10>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

As you watch her struggle against the restraints with the last atoms of her strength, you suddenly notice how wet you are. A drop caresses your inner thigh, your legs weak from lust. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(193)"><source src='media/l/doll13.webm' type="video/webm"></video> This whole thing made you extremely horny. You retrieve a moist fingers from your crotch, relishing the taste. The other hand still holds the door's handle, as if Sori had any chance to reach the escape. Your breathing quickens. <b class="protagonist">Fuck. What have I done?"</b> <b class="maids">"Ah! W-wait! How did you get in here?"</b> A commotion in the main hall startles you. <b class="maids">"Quickly, get the mistress!"</b> The voices are getting closer and so are the footsteps. <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next'>><<goto LDoll11>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

A familiar face turns the corner. You meet the rugged, bearded man and instantly remember the whole ordeal with the girl and the suitcase. The way she was stuffed into it like some piece of meat... is still disturbing. His step is quick and decisive as he approaches you. He is followed by several maids who are trying to halt him - obviously, he wasn't supposed to be here. His eyes lock with yours and panic rises once again in your chest. <b class="protagonist">"That's it."</b> You think as he steps right in front of you, your faces only a few inches apart. <img class="center" src='media/npc/cliff/cliff2.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(194)"/> He doesn't say anything. His face is unreadable. Maybe it was a glint of disappointment you just caught in his eyes, but you can't tell for sure. Or is it regret? The maids are keeping their distance, unsure of what to do. After what felt like an eternity later, his gaze falls to the door handle. His eyes meet you once more before he, at last, opens the door. <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next'>><<goto LDoll12>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<b class="maids">"<<print $firstname>>! What happened?"</b> One of the maids asks you. You quickly shake your head to signal you don't know, trying to convince them that you are here by coincidence. <<print dialog.Show1("sori1neu.png", "Sori", "maids", "MMH!")>>\ You peek into the room and see how the man grabs Sori and throws her over his shoulder like she is some kind of bag. Without a word, he walks out and stops before you again, seemingly staring into your soul. At this point, your heart is beating so loudly, you wouldn't be surprised if he were able to hear it. But the silence and emptiness doesn't last long, as a thunder-like voice booms from the other end of the hallway. <b class="sinclaire">"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?"</b> <img class="center" src='media/sinclaire/sinclaire5.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(195)"/> Mistress Sinclaire, terrifying with a thick whip in her hand, gracefully paces towards you. Your body gives in to the fear, shaking like a leaf. Maids fall onto their knees, bowing deeply to the tall and proud woman. But her attention is focused on someone else. <b class="sinclaire">"CLIFF!"</b> She calls for the man who now turns around with an unimpressed look on his face.^<b class="sinclaire">"You can't be here. What happened? Let go of my girl!"</b> The mistress orders. <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next'>><<goto LDoll13>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

Cliff walks down the corridor, past the quivering maids with Sori still sobbing and struggling on his shoulder. <b class="cliff">"You know the rules."</b> His voice is as rugged as his face. The man steps before the mistress, bearing no hint of fear or submissiveness. No matter how much Sinclaire wishes to keep a calm facade, her face doesn't allow any secrets. Her brow twitches in fury, her eyes darkening. Nonchalantly and with Sori hanging down his back, he makes his way down the corridor. The mistress, mysterious and speechless, turns her attention to you. A shiver engulfs your entire body. <b class="protagonist">"Does she know? I am dead if she does..."</b> You think. But she doesn't do or say anything. A piercing stare and nothing more before she turns around, disappearing the same way Cliff did. Slowly, the maids stand up again, unsure and afraid in their postures. They give you a few questioning glances, too cowardly to say anything directly to you. Maybe it's for the best. You feel very bad and paranoid... maybe you should talk to someone you know. <b class="protagonist">''Moira!''</b> As they slowly return to their main hall and to their duties, you also decide it would be best to go back to your room. <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div> <<set $moiraroom = true>>\ <<script>>setup.RemoveFromInventory (37)<</script>>\ <<set $sorigone = true>>\

Taking a deep breath, you slowly rise from the hard ground in the corridor. Unsure where you really are, you struggle to take control of your body. The first thing you notice in the confusing surroundings is the giggling of a familiar girl who is leaning against the opposite wall. <<print dialog.Show1("nat1happy.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "Welcome back! I hope you're okay! Your eyes just rolled back and then... well, here you are.")>>\ A stabbing pain in your head makes you jolt forwards. You massage your temples, groaning in response to the girl's naughty laughter. It is just now that you realize the rubbery feeling beneath your finger tips. You are wearing black latex gloves which reach all the way up to your shoulders. With your gaze wandering further down, you notice that your legs are shining as well. The tan-colored material perfectly fits your shapely legs. Save for these two items, you are entirely naked. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(96)"><source src='media/l/leggings1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> The half-lidded eyes stare at your legs with great admiration. <b class="protagonist">"They are so shiny..."</b> You think as you caress them, up and down from the calves to your upper thighs and back. <<print dialog.Show1("nat1content.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "I knew you'd like them! It is a gift... so, you're welcome! I put them on you when you were unconscious. Less resistance that way.")>>\ She laughs. //Brown latex stockings have been added to your inventory.// //Black latex gloves have been added to your inventory.// <<script>>setup.GetNaked ()<</script>>\ <<script>>setup.InventoryAddWithID (35)<</script>>\ <<script>>setup.PutOn (35)<</script>>\ <<script>>setup.InventoryAddWithID (36)<</script>> <<script>>setup.PutOn (36)<</script>>\ <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next'>><<goto captureL12>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

No matter what you do, you can barely move a muscle. The restraints are just too tight. On the other hand, you begin asking yourself whether you want to be free at all. Steps can be heard outside of the room. You see the face of the girl from before as the door opens. Behind her, a well-dressed man observes you. Just like yours, his face is hidden behind a latex mask. <<print dialog.Show1("scar1neu.png", "???", "girls", "Here we are, Sir. As you can see, I was right! She has still the spirit. She’s – just like you wanted – a little mischief. Our security system is very advanced, so no one has ever succeeded to actually escape. Enjoy your time!")>>\ With that, the woman turns around and leaves the room. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next'>><<goto captureL10Laptop4>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

The mysterious man approaches and takes a good look at you. His eyes wander creepily over your perfectly shaped body. <<print dialog.Show1("anonmale.png", "Man", "", "I was warned that you’re naughty. Good thing I like naughty girls. Let’s see how well you’re... performing...")>>\ As he grabs you by your shoulders, his touch sends a wonderful shiver down your spine. It seems like the latex enhances every touch, making it almost orgasmic. Your mind is dulled, unable to follow any train of thought. The restraints, paired with the tight latex feel so cosy and pleasant. The man pushes you onto your knees as he begins to undress. At this point, you barely even realize that he has his cock rammed down your throat. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(197)"><source src='media/bondage/ringgag1.mp4' type="video/mp4"></video> <<print dialog.Show1("anonmale.png", "Man", "", "Fuck! Your mouth feels perfect!")>>\ At this point, he is ravenously fucking your mouth but you can’t muster enough energy to care. Everything feels so good and peaceful. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next'>><<goto captureL11>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<img class="center" src='media/npc/guard1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(198)"/> A menacing guard crosses your path. He is dressed up in leather from head to toe but what really intimidates you is the thick whip curled around his knuckles. ''"I hope you’re staying out of trouble."'' He says with a firm tone. You nod, averting your gaze from him. ''"Good."'' He stops for a brief moment, taking a good look at you before moving down the hallway with a tune on his lips. <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<print dialog.Show1("anonfem.png", "Girl", "girls", "Hnnnngh! God, this feels so… fuck. What is happening?")>>\ A moaning voice behind you catches your attention. An auburn-haired girl walks towards you with slow steps, her eyes focused on her breasts that she is kneading and fondling through her top. She seems almost like under a spell, mesmerized but also troubled as she bumps against the wall. Not even that makes her look up from her chest. <<print dialog.Show1("anonfem.png", "Girl", "girls", "I-... I can’t take it anymore. It needs to get off.")>>\ With a sensual moan, she impatiently rips her top apart. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(199)"><source src='media/events/be2.mp4' type="video/mp4"></video> Her tits almost bounce out of the loose material, far, far bigger than the top would lead you to believe. She throws the fabric onto the floor and lets out a mixture of a sigh and a moan as she holds her breasts. You watch her fingers sink into the soft and bouncy flesh. <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next'>><<goto BEevent2>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div> <<set $blockInventory = 1>>\

She almost bumps into you as she walks past your confused self. The orange jacket she just discarded still lies on the ground. <img class="center" src='media/items/orangezipper.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(200)"/> As far as you can tell, it still looks fine and unbruised. You could swear it kind of shifts its form right in front your eyes. The size changes and now it looks like it would be a perfect fit for you. Compared to the other kinds of clothes you usually see around here, this seems like a very modest and classy fashion choice. <b class="protagonist">"Would be a shame to waste this opportunity, wouldn’t it?"</b> <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Take it'>><<goto BEevent3>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Leave it'>><<replace "#choice">><<print _t1>><</replace>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div> <<set _t1 = '<p style="text-align:justify">With quite some effort, you manage to take your eyes off the jacket. No. Something obviously seems wrong with it, you think. It\’s best to walk away.\n\n<p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button \'Go back\'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</button>></p></p>' >>\

You take the jacket. It feels quite nice and stretchy. What a good find! //Orange jacket has been added to your inventory.// <<script>>setup.InventoryAddWithID (48) <</script>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Leave' 'HandlerIn'>><</button>></p> <<set $BE = 0>>\ <<set $RoomArray.delete ("BEevent")>>\ <<set $HelpArray.delete ("[[A mix of curses and moaning can be heard outside.|BEevent][$energy-=25]]")>>\

<<if $curIDStockings != 35>>\ <<if $curIDStockings > 0>>\ You already wearing something. <<else>>\ You roll up the stockings and slip your feet in. <<script>>setup.PutOn (35)<</script>>\ <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(96)"><source src='media/l/leggings1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <</if>>\ <<else>>\ You peel off the super tight stockings. <<script>>setup.TakeOff (35)<</script>>\ <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(96)"><source src='media/l/leggings1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <</if>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Back' 'Inventory'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $curIDGloves != 36>> <<if $curIDGloves > 0>> You're already wearing gloves. <<else>> You put on the latex gloves and pull them up to your elbows. <<script>>setup.PutOn (36)<</script>>\ <img class="center" src='media/items/latex_glovesL.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(201)"/> <</if>> <<else>> You peel off the super tight latex gloves. <<script>>setup.TakeOff (36)<</script>>\ <img class="center" src='media/items/latex_glovesL.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(201)"/> <</if>> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Back' 'Inventory'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<print dialog.Show1("nat1happy.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "Glad you like them! It's a very generous gift of her. If you keep up the good work, you'll soon look just like me!")>>\ She strikes a teasing pose - with her hands on the rounded hips and her legs wide apart. Her breasts bounce as she straightens her back. Her beauty and relaxed nature fascinates you but what truly catches your attention is the tightness of her outfit which reveals every crease and curve of her body so truthfully. <<print dialog.Show1("nat1happy.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "Here!")>>\ She throws something before your feet, breaking your chain of thoughts. <img class="center" src='media/items/doll.png' onclick="source.ShowSource(193)"/> It's a doll! <<print dialog.Show1("nat1neu.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "You'll need this for your next challenge. Take it but beware. It has some really bad voodoo - so don't fool around with it! Just saying.")>>\ She chuckles, which makes you unsure whether or not she is messing with you. On the other hand, you just saw what that ball did to the poor girl. Maybe it's better to listen to Natasha's advice... <<print dialog.Show1("nat1neu.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "So, this time we want you to capture us another girl. Just like you did before. But this time though, it won't be as easy! This time we want a - drumrolls please - member of another group and not some helpless, lost girl.")>>\ <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next'>><<goto captureL13>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<b class="protagonist">"Wait, wait. What do you mean? Who is that 'she' that you talk about? What is that doll? I have so many questions."</b> At last you found your voice to speak your concerns. A thousand of questions keep popping up in your mind and so do a thousand worries with each speculation. Natasha chuckles. <<print dialog.Show1("nat1happy.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "Silly, silly, $firstname. Like I said before, now isn't the time for answering the questions. And I'm surely not the right person to be asked all this stuff.")>>\ You frown in confusion, fearing that you won't be able to get any answers today. This whole place is making less and less sense with each minute passing. She kneels down beside you, leaning her shiny face close to your furrowed brow. <<print dialog.Show1("nat1neu.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "Alright. As your new best friend, I want to give you a few words of advice. This place is more than a regular hotel - duh! Each and every one of us in here is like a piece in a big game of chess. A game we don't even know exists! I mean, we know chess exists as a game but... you catch my drift. Our actions amount to something beyond our comprehension! And when I say everyone takes part in it, I mean EVERYONE. You, me, the guards, and especially the mistresses.")>>\ The air is charged with tension as you lock your eyes. The pale blue stare encased in the latex does not blink as she seemingly searches your face for something. You decide to say nothing as she pulls you up onto your feet after a few quiet moments. <<print dialog.Show1("nat1happy.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "It is your deicision whether you want to be a pawn or a queen! But please take the doll. I will find you when you fulfill your task!")>>\ A last joyful wave with her hand and she disappears down the corridor, leaving you confused and creeped out. You pick up the doll to examine it. It just looks like a normal toy - you squeeze its torso but it seems to be entirely made of plush with nothing hiding in its soft flesh. The only thing that stands out are the bandages which encase the little puppet from head to toe. You decide to trust Natasha and not take it apart driven by your curiosity. //Strange doll has been added to the inventory.// <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Go home'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</button>></p> <<script>>setup.InventoryAddWithID (37)<</script>>\

<<if $previousPassage == "RoomMoiraIn">>\ <<goto 'MoiraDoll'>>\ <<elseif $previousPassage == "MFoyer" && $energy == 25>>\ <<goto 'SoriDoll0'>>\ <</if>>\ <img class="center" src='media/items/doll.png' onclick="source.ShowSource(193)"/> A small doll given to you by Natasha. It is wrapped up in blue bandages. With its voodoo magic, you are supposed to capture a group member. Better be careful, though. Natasha's warning pops into your mind: "Don't mess with it!" [[Back|Inventory]] <div id="sources"></div>

You walk over to the peculiar chair and take a closer look at it. The piece of furniture seems to resemble more an elaborate device than a simple resting spot. The numerous belts and clasps give you a feeling of unease. <img class="center" src='media/bondage/bondagechair1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(202)"/> A vibration can be heard coming from the middle of the seat. The ominous hum doesn't have a visible source so you assume it must be something within the seat giving this noise. Your gut feeling tells you that trying out the chair wouldn't be the wisest choice. But curiosity won't give you any peace. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Sit down'>><<goto 'capture10Chair2'>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Go back'>><<goto 'captureLRoom'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

Ignoring your gut feeling, you sit down onto the leathery seat and lean back. You must admit it actually feels nice. The chair fits your curves well and you lift your legs to the sides, resting your arms on each side onto the lean. A small smile creeps up onto your lips. The chair, however peculiar, offers you a nice moment of rest. But the brevity of joy is interrupted as you hear a loud snapping sound. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(204)"><source src='media/bondage/belts1.mp4' type="video/mp4"></video> A belt wraps around each limb, rendering you immobile. You desperately try to get free but your yanking gets punished by two more belts - one wrapping around your chest and the other pushing your forehead against the back lean. The vibration grows louder. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next'>><<goto capture10Chair3>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

You feel a pressure on your crotch, the sensation soon accompanied by a low hum. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted width="758" height="414" onclick="source.ShowSource(203)"><source src='media/bondage/lbondage1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> The vibration sends you shivering, your frame trembling against the firm restraints. Your eyes roll back as you let out a troubled moan. The last hint of resistance against the belts vanishes as you completely give in to the pleasure. Any thought of disobedience is erased from your pleasure-overwhelmed mind. Underneath your heavy lids you see a Hitachi wand pressed against your crotch with its handle fixed upon the seat. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted width="758" height="414" onclick="source.ShowSource(203)"><source src='media/bondage/lbondage2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> No amount of moving would help you out of this situation. Muffled by the humming of the wand, the door creaks slowly open. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next'>><<goto capture10Chair4>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

You recognize the girl from before as she enters the room with a foxy and confident stride. Following her is a woman equally as graceful and mysterious. <<print dialog.Show1("scar1neu.png", "???", "girls", "Here we are, ma'am. As you can see, I was right. She still has her fighting spirit, just as you wanted. But our security system is very advanced and no one has ever managed to actually escape. So, worry not and enjoy your time, ma'am.")>>\ And with that, the woman turns around and leaves the room, her heels echoing down the hallway. The remaining one has her eyes fixed on you, long legs making steps around your bound self as she regards you from head to toe. Her demeanor is neutral and unfazed, almost as if you were not bound and forced to orgasm before her. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted width="758" height="414" onclick="source.ShowSource(203)"><source src='media/bondage/lbondage3.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <<print dialog.Show1("anonfem.png", "Girl", "maids", "Oh my! You're a pretty one!")>>\ She giggles as her long-nailed fingers run over the shiny surface of your encased body. You feel so vulnerable. Before her, you feel so small and insignificant. You know you are at her whim, as sick and twisted as it may be. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next'>><<goto capture10Chair5>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<print dialog.Show1("anonfem.png", "Girl", "maids", "You and I are going to have so much fun <<print $firstname>>. I promise.")>>\ <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted width="758" height="414" onclick="source.ShowSource(203)"><source src='media/bondage/lbondage4.webm' type="video/webm"></video> She nonchalantly sits down onto your lap, parting them further apart as her hand reaches down to grasp the wand. Her face is so close to yours, you can smell a faint hint of strawberry chapstick on her full lips. Beneath the painted lashes, her gaze darkens. The hitachi wand is pressed further against your crotch and you yelp in a mixture of pleasure and pain as the pitch of the hum rises. And then, at the peak of your pleasure, everything fades into darkness. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next'>><<goto captureL11>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

You quickly stand up and make your way to the door. You try to open it but, unsurprisingly, it is locked. As you try again – just to make sure – you hear a clicking sound behind the wall, as if some mechanism was started. You take a step backwards, ready to flinch at the slightest hint of danger. But nothing happens. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Back'>><<goto captureLRoom>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

She told you to wait - so you wait there like some lowly slave, afraid of trouble and punishment. In hindsight, fighting and struggling was never a profitable endeavour. Maybe obeying is the way to go. As you sit on the bed, you feel your body and mind are coming to terms with the situation. A sense of peace washes over you and the chill of nervousness fades. You feel warm, safe, cared for. Protected. Some minutes later, the door opens. She is followed by two men who, judging from their expensive suits and demeanor, don't seem to be the hotel's common staff. Their faces are expressionless as they are concealed behind masks of black latex. <<print dialog.Show1("scar1neu.png", "???", "girls", "As you can see, she is a very obedient speciment. She won't give you any trouble - I can promise you that. Have a nice time, gentlemen.")>>\ And with those words, she parts from the customers and disappears behind the closed door. The two men approach immediately but you don't back away. You just sit there, waiting, ready for any command. But no order comes from the customers as one of them quietly unzips his pants and takes out his already erect cock. Bowing your head down, he pulls you towards his hips and starts grinding himself against the rubbery surface of your hood. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(205)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/rub1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You're being used like some masturbation toy. A few grunts escape his mouth as he continues rubbing his huge cock against the squealing latex. <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next'>><<goto capture10Wait2>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

The grunting continues. You close your eyes, almost relishing in the sensation of the drool-encased cock being rubbed against you. The other man begins to unbuckle his pants as well. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(205)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/rub2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> The first man moves on to your face, the erection now grinding against your mouth. You take in the plethora of smells as new thoughts begin to bud in your mind. <b class="protagonist">Is this turning me on?</b> You can't get rid of the question which appears over and over again in your mind, no matter how entranced by the man's dick you are. Being used feels so... easy and effortless. And most of all, it feels good. <<print dialog.Show1("anonmale.png", "Man", "", "Get on your knees.")>>\ You are being pulled down from the bed and forced onto your knees. The entire outfit squeals and crinkles as you position yourself comfortable before him, with your back arched and your shiny breasts protruding under the tight belt. <img class="center" src='media/sex_scenes/lbj1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(206)"/> His erect cock hovers before your wet lips and you know just what to do. It is so simple. You open your mouth without a second thought and encase his tip with your eager mouth. Acting like a sex doll is so easy when you have so much experience under your belt. <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Suck'>><<goto capture10Wait3>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

Without any hesitation, you start to sink down his shaft with a generous coating of drool. It feels so natural! You quicken the pace with great skill and passion, your head bobbing up and down as you're being guided by his rough grip. Your mouth is engorged with your drool and his precum as you continue sucking. You're so entranced with the process, you forget to breathe from time to time. The man leans back onto the bed with a loud sigh. He is obviously very happy with your service, something which motivates you to be even better. Between the quick and rough moments, you take a few brief pauses where you trace your tongue teasingly from the root to the tip. The man does not protest. He seems speechless. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted width="758" height="414" onclick="source.ShowSource(207)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/lbj2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> The second man is amazed by your technical expertise too. He inches closer to you and, even though you are not yet done with the first one, you know that he won't be willing to wait any longer. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted muted width="600" height="414" onclick="source.ShowSource(208)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/lbj3.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Keep sucking'>><<goto capture10Wait4>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

Now you have two cocks before you, one harder than the other. The excitement pools between your legs as you wrap your hands around it, now pumping both. Your plump lips move back and forth, eyes closed and relaxed. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted muted width="600" height="414" onclick="source.ShowSource(209)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/lbj4.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <<print dialog.Show1("anonmale.png", "Man", "", "Wow! Isn't she an eager one... I can't wait 'till the other boys try her out too.")>>\ The other guy only grunts in approval as he urges you to continue pumping. You can't deny the fact that this makes you immensely proud. People are flocking to you in need of your talents. You are desired. The more you suck, the more and more do your thoughts become clouded. It is hard, almost impossible, to focus on anything but the hard dicks in front of you. A few moments later, you are devoid of any coherent thought. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Close your eyes'>><<goto captureL11>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<b class="irina">"Hey <<print $firstname>>! How's it going?"</b> <img class="center" src='media/npc/irina1.jpg'/> Irina greets you. <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Move on'>><<goto $psg>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<set $shemale = random (1,3)>>\ <<switch $shemale>>\ <<case 1>>\ <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/sex_scenes/shemale/bj1.mp4' type="video/mp4"></video> The sound of gagging and moaning catches your attention and you turn the corner quietly, peeking out behind the wall as you spot a rather interesting scene. Some kind of businessman, submissively kneeling while taking a huge cock down his throat is being guided by a shemale. She seems to be enjoying his regretful expression quite a bit. <b class="girls">"That’s what you get for not buying a lady a drink."</b> He moans, seemingly in agreement as she continues to thrust herself into his mouth. You slowly back away and leave without a sound. <<case 2>>\ ''"Oh, you feel so nice."'' You hear a sleazy voice mutter behind a half-opened door. Curiosity makes you take a look inside the room where you spot a bored girl lying on the bed and a man slowly thrusting inside of her. <video class="center" autoplay loop><source src='media/sex_scenes/shemale/fuck1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> ''"Santini sent me a real cutie here."'' He says as he notices that she glanced a few times to the door. ''"Hey!"'' He looks at your startled face. ''"What are you looking at? You want some dick too? Come here!"'' A deep red paints your cheeks. Without saying anything, you quickly turn around and run away. <<case 3>>\ <img class="center" src='media/npc/s1.jpg'/> You pass by an opened room, thinking it was empty. Just a few steps later though, a sound makes you stop and return. You spot a beautiful girl sitting in an armchair by the wall. She wears no panties and her hand is resting in her crotch. Wrapped around her fingers is a huge, veiny dick. She spots you and grins. <b class="girls">"Hey! No, no. Don’t leave now… I need your help!"</b> She points to her HotelNet screen, sighing in frustration. <b class="girls">"Look, my current task was to masturbate, and I was up for that but it suddenly changed and it’s telling me now to find someone to suck me off."</b> Her eyes are almost pleading. <b class="girls">"Come on! Please... you would really help me out here. I need those points. Like, really bad."</b> You could leave but… wouldn’t it be nice to help a stranger out? [[Suck her off|ShemaleEvents2]] <</switch>>\ <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Leave' 'HandlerIn'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<switch $shemale>>\ <<case 3>>\ Well, she is pretty hot, you have to admit that. And maybe she can help you out too. You walk into the room with a bit of hesitance. She seems over the moon from joy. <b class="girls">"You would really help me? Oh, thank you so much!"</b> She grabs you by your arms and pulls you further into the room. <b class="girls">"Second."</b> She looks at the wall. <b class="girls">"I just need to check what’s a good angle for the camera. Okay."</b> Her hands gently guide you down onto your knees. Her cock makes your mouth water and you don’t even wait for her approval as you wrap your lips around the shaft. The girl seems to be far more into it than you would have expected. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/sex_scenes/shemale/bj2.mp4' type="video/mp4"></video> <b class="girls">"Wow, you really got a talent for this."</b> She chuckles as she completely lets you do your thing without any guidance form her. A few minutes later, she is about to reach her peak. <b class="girls">"Hey, do you want me to pull out?"</b> She asks somewhat hesitantly but you give her no reply. Instead, you dig your fingers into her hips as you feel the warmth of her cum trickle down your throat. Her moans are so genuine, you don’t even want to believe she would be faking so well for the camera. <b class="girls">"That was fucking amazing..."</b> She pulls away and the screen pings with a notification. <b class="girls">"Well, two points earned well. Thank you so much! This was amazing."</b> <</switch>>\ <p id="choice" style="text-align:center"><<button 'Leave' 'HandlerIn'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<if ($BE >= 3)>> <<set $BE = 0>> <<set $tits += 1>> <<goto 'BETransformation'>> <<elseif ($buttdress >= 3)>> <<set $buttdress = 0>> <<set $ass += 1>> <<goto 'AETransformation'>> <<else>> <<set _r = random(1,5)>>\ <<if _r == 1>>\ <<if $lust > 75>>\ <<goto 'Masturbate'>>\ <<else>>\ <<goto $home>>\ <</if>>\ <<else>>\ <<goto $home>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>> <div id="sources"></div>

<<print dialog.Show1("nat1happy.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "Hey, <<print $firstname>>! How's it going, you little doll?")>>\ A familiar voice greets you in the corridor. Natasha waves her latex-encased hand at you. Despite her smiling eyes and chuckling, no movement emerges underneath the thick rubbery layer of her mask. <<print dialog.Show1("nat1happy.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "Come with me! I want to show you something.")>>\ Before you can even say anything, she grabs you by your wrist and excitedly drags you along. She navigates through the labyrinthian corridors of the group L with great confidence and a quick stride. So far, you haven't had a chance of exploring this area in detail. Especially since its structure changes with each visit; there is always something new to explore. Each closed door you pass, your ears perk up at the moans, screams, and mewls which make you shiver both in fear and excitement. Did you just hear a bark? Suddenly, you two stop before a closed door. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next' 'SoriL2'>><</button>></p>

<<print dialog.Show1("nat1content.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "So, you surely remember that little maid. You know, the one you taped up and delivered to us? ")>>\ Sori, of course. How could you forget that? It was you who kidnapped her and threw into the fangs of the group L. You nod, swallowing the bitter feeling of guilt. <<print dialog.Show1("nat1happy.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "I thought you would like to see what kind of fate you decided upon her on that faithful day!")>>\ Natasha's eyes shimmer with an almost childlike innocence and eagerness as she looks at you. However, you assume that there is more to her than that. You can sense a sadistic undertone to her words and you dearly hope it is just a case of you projecting your deepest worries. She grabs the door handle and opens it slowly, as if she were relishing in your anxious anticipation. Her eyes remain fixed on you. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next' 'SoriL3'>><</button>></p>

<<print dialog.Show1("nat1neu.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "Hey, Sori!")>>\ <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(210)"><source src='media/l/sori1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Your heart leaps into your throat as you lock your gaze with the barely recognizable face of a young woman. Her expression is empty, just as her gaze. The latex encompasses her lithe body, light curving at each dip and protrusion. The limbs are bent and restrained in such a way that she couldn't possible sit up on her own, let alone walk. A man in front of her greets Natasha as his hands lovingly push away the few stray strands off Sori's porcelain face. <<print dialog.Show1("nat1content.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "Someone important had the wish for a new pet. As you can see, we make wishes come true! Sori has been such an amazing addition...")>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next' 'SoriL4'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<print dialog.Show1("anonmale.png", "Man", "", "Come here, bitch.")>>\ Sori looks up to the man without saying another word. A latex mask is pulled over her coy features, hiding the empty obedience of her gaze. Atop of the latex, the stranger attaches another mask onto her head. It looks like some kind of muzzle one would see on an aggressive or ill-behaved dog. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(210)"><source src='media/l/sori2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> The muzzle gives Sori an almost animal-like appearance. <<print dialog.Show1("nat1content.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "She still has to undergo intensive training but, as you can see, she shows great potential. This whole training is still quite new to us so we experiment a lot. Who knows, maybe one day you too will want to get into a bitch suit? We are always looking for volunteers.")>>\ Natasha chuckles. You muster a weak smile in her direction. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next' 'SoriL5'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

The tense silence in the room gets interrupted by a sudden buzzing sound followed by Sori's muffled moans. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(210)"><source src='media/l/sori3.webm' type="video/webm"></video> The stranger is now standing behind Sori. You can't exactly see what he is doing but he seems to be focused on the crotch area, his actions leaving Sori quivering and moaning. <<print dialog.Show1("nat1happy.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "We better leave them alone for now. We don't want to interrupt the training any further.")>>\ Natasha closes the door and leads you back to the corridors. <<print dialog.Show1("nat1content.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "Well, I just wanted to thank you again for helping us find new girls! I see you around!")>>\ Natasha gestures a cheeky kiss towards you and happily leaps her way down the corridor, a merry hum filling the uncomfortable silence. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next' $home>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<set $porn = random (1,9)>>\ <<if $porn == 1>>\ <b class="girls">"Hey there, beautiful!"</b> A gorgeous, young woman calls out to you. She approaches you with a dominant stride, her eyes never leaving you. <b class="girls">"Gosh, I'm so horny."</b> She sighs. <b class="girls">"But my mistress is punishing me now. I have to pleasure ten people before I can be allowed to come. Can you help me out? Pretty please?"</b> She clasps her hands together, looking at you with the sweetest gaze ever. [[Agree|eventPornInteractive2]] <<elseif $porn == 2>>\ Muffled pleas from the door on your left make you stop in your tracks. <b class="girls">"Is anybody there? Ahhh! Please help!"</b> You hear the woman call. Her cries for help are interrupted by her involuntary moans. Very, very carefully, you decide to peek inside the room. You see a naked woman struggling. Her arms and legs are tightly bound to her body by some leather belts with a vibrator fastened to her crotch. She writhes in pleasure, shaking as yet another orgasm washes over her. <b class="girls">"I can't take it anymore!"</b> She hasn't seen you yet so you can decide wheter you want to help her out or safely leave her be. [[Help her|eventPornInteractive2]] <<elseif $porn == 3>>\ You stumble upon a gorgeous, young woman sitting on a couch. There is a man before her, entirely clad in latex and touching himself. She doesn't seem to be that interested as she does nothing but watch him get off to the sight of her. However, her interest sparks as sees you. With a mesmerizing stare, she motions you to come closer to her. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/comehere.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="maids">"Yes, you. Come over, cutie."</b> She says in a seductive tone. Unsure on what to do, you stand there awkwardly. She looks pretty hot and seductive and you would be lying if you said you weren't tempted. But what makes you so apprehensive is the naked guy masturbating before her. [[Go to her|eventPornInteractive2]] <<elseif $porn == 4>>\ Your path is blocked by a sleazy looking guy who seems to have no intentions of letting you go further. Before you can say anything, he grabs his own crotch and gives you a wink. ''"How about a blowjob for a point?"'' He smiles eerily. ''"I know you sluts would do anything for it."'' <<if $slutty >= 10>>\ As he unzips his pants, you can't help but feel in awe at the size and looks of it. Maybe it's worth it... [[Get on your knees|eventPornInteractive2]] <<else>>\ //<b class="na">Get on your knees (Too much dignity)</b>// <img src='media/icons/lock.jpg'/> <</if>>\ <<elseif $porn == 5>>\ You spot a blonde, doe-eyed girl on her knees. She is immersed in pleasuring with her mouth, deepthroating and sucking off a huge cock. The man seems to be close to reaching an orgasm but as he spots you, he hastily motions you to come and join the girl before him. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(142)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/blowjob12.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <<if $slutty >= 15>>\ <b class="protagonist">Well, his cock does look really nice...</b> You catch yourself pondering. [[Go to her|eventPornInteractive2]] <<else>>\ //<b class="na">Go to her (Too much dignity)</b>// <img src='media/icons/lock.jpg'/> <</if>>\ <<elseif $porn == 6>>\ An expensive-looking couple crosses your path. They are handsome, with expensive formalwear and a well-kept appearance. As you walk past them, you can feel their eyes travel up and down your body. Your presence doesn’t remain unaddressed as you feel a hand on your shoulder. ''"Aren’t you a pretty one?"'' The man’s eyes are intense as he meets your confused gaze. ''"Why don’t you join us for dinner?"'' <img class="center" src='media\events\opendoor1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(231)"/> The tipsy couple looks at each other, giggling. You’re not sure whether this is a good idea… but on the other hand, you will get a free dinner. [[Go with them|eventPornInteractive2]] <<elseif $porn == 7>>\ Yelping out in surprise, you stumble forwards as you feel a pair of arms wrap around you. A faint but pleasant scent fills your nose. You turn your head as much as you can and spot the pretty features of a woman who seems far too focused on your crotch. She shoves her hand between your thighs eagerly, her lips pressed against your neck as you let out a weak moan. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(232)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/lesb1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Now you are bent forwards, leaning on the wall as she fingers your wet pussy. Her movements are skilled, she hits all the right spots. Your legs tremble in pleasure, hips thrusting against her fingers. The kisses elicit a ticklish response from you and now you’re a giggling and blushing mess, consumed by lust. <<if $slutty >= 10 || $lust > 50>>\ You melt in her hands. Maybe you should just [[give in...|eventPornInteractive2]] <<else>>\ //<b class="na">Give in (Too much dignity or not horny enough)</b>// <img src='media/icons/lock.jpg'/> <</if>>\ <<elseif $porn == 8>>\ Loud, unrestrained moans catch your attention as you make your way down the hall. You approach the door, peeking inside as the sounds arouse you. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(233)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/lesb3.webm' type="video/webm"></video> With wide eyes, you watch a curvy woman kneel on the bed, masturbating. Her thighs and arms are clad in latex, her ass completely exposed to you as she fingers herself. You’re seemingly hypnotized by her beauty, barely even noticing her gaze. <b class="girls">"You gonna help me or just watch?"</b> She spreads her legs further apart, inviting you to join. <<if $slutty >= 10 || $lust > 50>>\ She looks pretty [[hot... why not?|eventPornInteractive2]] <<else>>\ //<b class="na">Help her (Too much dignity or not horny enough)</b>// <img src='media/icons/lock.jpg'/> <</if>>\ <<elseif $porn == 9>>\ <b class="girls">"Oh, hey there!"</b> A stranger surprises you from behind. Before you can even turn around, she lifts you up. Her arms are surprisingly strong as she puts you up on the table. Before you can even say anything, she starts to kiss you. Her gentle touch arouses you. <b class="girls">"Aren’t you a treat..."</b> She grins. <b class="girls">"You mind if I taste you everywhere?"</b> <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(235)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/lesb8.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Her kind of charm is rare in these halls. Your face is entirely red, a shy giggle escaping from your lips. Her eyes feel as if they would devour you any moment now... <<if $slutty >= 5 || $lust > 50>>\ [[That sounds very good...|eventPornInteractive2]] <<else>>\ //<b class="na">Give in (Too much dignity or not horny enough)</b>// <img src='media/icons/lock.jpg'/> <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Go back' 'HandlerIn'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div> <<set $lust += 10>>\

<img class="center" src='media/l/room.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(212)"/> <<if $energy > 0>> You are currently in the bedroom of your group. The air smells of rubber. You also can't shake of the feeling of being watched. <<if $shower == 1>>\ You start to feel kind of sweaty. Maybe you should [[take a shower.|Shower]] <</if>>\ A big [[mirror|Mirror]] stands right next to the wardrobe. <<if $DiscoveredArray.length > 0>>\ Other options: <<for _i to 0; _i < $DiscoveredArray.length; _i++>>\ <<print $DiscoveredArray[_i]>> <</for>>\ <<endif>>\ <<if $TaskArray.length > 0>>\ Open tasks: <<for _i to 0; _i < $TaskArray.length; _i++>>\ $TaskArray[_i] <</for>>\ <</if>>\ <<if $newMail>>\ ''You can see a mail symbol blinking on the HotelNet.'' <</if>>\ <p style="text-align:center"> <<button 'Explore the hotel'>> <<set $psg = $RoomArray.random()>> <<set $energy = $energy - 25>> <<goto HandlerOut>> <</button>> ---- <<button 'HotelNet' 'HotelNet'>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Group Foyer' 'LFoyer'>><</button>> </p> <<else>>\ Suddenly, you start to feel exhausted, as if all energy has been drained from your body. The bed looks more inviting than ever. Maybe a quick nap would be a wise choice. <<button 'Go to bed' 'Sleep'>><</button>> <</if>>\

<img class="center" src='media/environment/lfoyer.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(240)"/> You are in the foyer of the group L. The air is filled with a rubbery scent. <<include 'lRandom'>> ---- <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'My room'>><<goto $home>><</button>></p> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Explore the hotel'>> <<set $psg = $RoomArray.random()>> <<set $energy = $energy - 25>> <<goto HandlerOut>> <</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "Alright, $firstname. First we need to oil you up a bit so that the latex gets easier to put on.")>>\ You stand up as Moira kneels down before your naked body. Your arms shyly wrap around the alluring curves of your hips and breasts, curious eyes falling down to the maid. She has already laid out several items on the floor, most of which you can’t identify yet but the one which intrigues you the most is the big, black, latex suit sprawled out before your feet. You assume that’s the one you’re going to end up in. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(213)"><source src='media/l/lj1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Moira pours a generous handful of some clear liquid onto her palm. The substance stretches between her fingers like glue. With a gentle touch, she takes your thigh and starts to rub the cool gel onto it. It feels so amazing. The oil leaves a shiny and smooth film on your skin. Moira is very eager but also diligent in her work, making sure that the procedure is quick and comfortable for you. The ordeal feels more like a massage as she digs her fingers into your soft flesh. A slight moan escapes you. <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "Enjoy it, dear. It will only get better from now on...")>>\ <p style="text-align:center"> <<button 'Next' 'LCSuit2'>><</button>> </p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $moira > 1>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "Alright. Now that we have you all slick, let’s get to the fun part. Please sit down.")>>\ Moira points to the couch behind you and you immediately oblige. She is still kneeling, her posture resembling more that of an obedient slave than an assistant. <<else>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "Take a seat, doll.")>>\ Moira points to the couch behind you and you immediately oblige. She is still kneeling, her posture is proud and almost arrogant, despite the fact that she is kneeling before you. <</if>>\ <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(213)"><source src='media/l/lj2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> She unfolds the suit with great care. The material mewls beneath her fingertips as she stretches it to fit your foot. <<if $moira > 1>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "Please take this part and pull it up while I smooth the wrinkles down here.")>>\ <<else>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "Pull it up.")>>\ <</if>>\ Moira’s hands glide gently over your latex-encased legs, effectively smoothing every kink and fold with just a few strokes. Her touch – both firm and gentle – sends an array of pleasant sensations and so you let out a shiver as the hairs on the back of your neck rise. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next' 'LCSuit3'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $moira > 1>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "We’re doing great. Now, please stand up.")>> <<else>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "Well done. Now stand up. Quick, I haven’t got all day.")>>\ <</if>>\ <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(213)"><source src='media/l/lj3.webm' type="video/webm"></video> With visible effort, Moira pulls the latex over your round ass and up to your shoulders. The soft flesh of your curves is pressed into the tight material with gentle pats, at last sealed by the zipper. Your form looks perfect; the outfit suits you like a second skin. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next' 'LCSuit4'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

After a good few minutes of tugging, smoothing, stroking and pulling, the latex is completely adjusted to your body. <<if $moira > 1>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "You have to trust me now. I’m just following orders here but I’m sure that everything is going to be fine. I’ll put on this lock now, ok?")>> <<else>>\ Moira pushes your chin down. Her fingers briefly dig into the flesh of your cheeks, the sensation unpleasant. <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "Stay like that. I have to lock you up. Don’t ask why – I am just doing as I am told")>>\ <</if>>\ <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(213)"><source src='media/l/lj4.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Moira seals the zipper on your back and finishes her work with a gentle stroke to your shoulder. You hear the firm click of the lock which tightens the area around your neck further. Now you are truly encased. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next' 'LCSuit5'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

Her gentle hands grasp your shoulders to turn you around. She seems very content with her work as she should be; her efforts were never half-assed. She then guides you to the couch, motioning you to sit down. <<if $moira > 1>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "Your feet, please. Look, I know that all of this is so strange. You surely wonder what I’m doing here. I mean, why wear all of this?” //-she points at the L-collar below her chin-// But I could ask you the same thing, right?")>> She chuckles, despite the situation seeming more grave than her expression makes it out to be. The diligent maid pulls out a pair of uncomfortable looking pointe shoes. <<else>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "Put your feet forward. You know, I’m not really surprised to see someone like you join L.")>>\ She comments bitterly, her eyes never meeting yours as she continues working. Your eyes fall to the L-collar on her neck, but she quickly catches your sight. <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "No. You simply don’t understand.")>>\ She tightens every lace of the painful pointe shoes with extra vigour, never asking you once whether they are too tight or too lose. You try to hold still as much as possible, but every now and then you have to wince in pain. <</if>>\ <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(213)"><source src='media/l/lj5.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next' 'LCSuit6'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $moira > 1>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "Now to the best part. Be a darling and open your mouth.")>> <<else>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "Time to shut up. Open your mouth.")>>\ <</if>>\ Moira reveals a black latex mask, its mouth area marked by a striking red colour. Moira pushes the red latex inside your mouth before enclosing your head with the rest of the tight, rubbery hood. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(213)"><source src='media/l/lj6.webm' type="video/webm"></video> The material inside your mouth sticks to your teeth, gums, and tongue making it impossible to mutter a single word. Moira makes sure that the hood is secured tightly around your head. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next' 'LCSuit7'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div> <<set $portraitLink = 'media/you/drawn/condommask1.png'>>\

<<if $moira > 1>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "Don’t worry, my dear. Everything is going to be okay.")>> Moira tries to calm you down as a claustrophobic feeling overcomes you. The darkness before your eyes coupled with the inability to talk makes your chest heave in panic. <<else>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "We’re almost done here so better hold still.")>>\ A claustrophobic feeling overcomes you. The darkness before your eyes coupled with the inability to talk makes your chest heave in panic. <</if>>\ Her lithe fingers curl around the collar attached to the hood, making sure it is snug against your skin as is the rest of your outfit. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(213)"><source src='media/l/lj7.webm' type="video/webm"></video> In the back of your neck you hear the click of yet another lock falling into place. You wonder why this level of security is needed and the speculations fill you even further with dread. After locking you up, you feel Moira’s hands straighten the latex around your head, her fingers trailing past your temples firmly. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next' 'LCSuit8'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $moira > 1>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "You look so... beautiful. If that is of any comfort to you. In order to be a real latex doll, though, we need to shine you up a little bit.")>> You appreciate the comforting attempts but are still greatly reluctant as she parts your latex-encased lips with her knuckles. <<else>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "Time to shine you up. Better stay still.")>>\ <</if>>\ She trails a slimy substance into your mouth and past your lips, moving down to the chin until she devotes herself to the rest of the hood. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(213)"><source src='media/l/lj8.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <<if $moira > 1>>\ She repeats her layers often, making sure no inch is left unattended. She returns to your mouth, your tongue gently pressing against her slippery fingers as she makes several thrusting but gentle motions into your mouth, almost as if she were fingering your pussy instead of your oral cavity. Now you completely enclose your mouth around her, the sensation arousing you. <<else>>\ You feel intimidated with each annoyed sigh and sudden grip. As she smears the lube-like substance over you, she repeats her layers often, making sure no inch is left unattended. She returns to your mouth, your tongue gently pressing against her slippery fingers as she makes several thrusting but gentle motions into your mouth, almost as if she were fingering your pussy instead of your oral cavity. Now you completely enclose your mouth around her, the sensation arousing you. <</if>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next' 'LCSuit9'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $moira > 1>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "Very well. It seems that you are ready. Come, follow me.")>> Moira takes your hand in hers, giving it a gentle squeeze before pulling you up. You almost forgot about the pointe shoes which make each step difficult. With your covered eyes, balance seems an impossible goal. Ungracefully, you follow her as she pulls you along. At the expense of your sight, your other senses are sharpened. The smell of latex is intoxicating, the sound of your pointe shoes upon the floor hypnotizing. <<else>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "Now that you’re finally done, it’s time to get you to work. Come, follow me.")>> Moira takes your hands in hers and pull you up. You almost fell as you forgot already about the ballet heels you're strapped in. She slowly pulls you along the way. At the expense of your sight, your other senses are sharpened. The smell of latex is intoxicating, the sound of your pointe shoes upon the floor hypnotizing. <</if>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "This way.")>>\ <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(213)"><source src='media/l/lj9.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You don’t know where she is leading you, but the journey feels like a painful eternity. Only when you are guided to sit down onto a bed do you breathe a sigh of relief. Your numb toes pulsate. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next' 'LCSuit10'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

You can feel a phallic object being put into your hand. It has several bulbs or ridges, most probably a dildo. With her hand, she guides yours to your crotch where she pushes the toy into your already lubed up and wet pussy. A silent cry of pleasure leaves your muffled mouth as the filling sensation overwhelms you, rendering you unable to think of anything else but the warmth between your legs. <<if $moira > 1>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "Just relax and try to enjoy it. I know you haven’t been around for too long but you’ve been such a good friend to me. //-she whipsers-// But don’t give in too much to the pleasure. Otherwise you’ll end up like the other dolls.")>> She gives you a gentle kiss upon your cheek before leaving. <<else>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "That’s it. Now you’re on your own. *she sighs* You know, $firstname, I really thought you were different from the rest the first time we met. Not an asshole or psycho or whatever else roams these hallways. And I did everything I could to help you. But everything I got from you was disapproval. I’ll keep fighting alone and you... you better get used to being a little blow-up doll.")>>\ <</if>>\ The words do little to impact you as you are far too consumed by lust to care. The motion of the dildo is far too good, far too tantalizing. The pleasure rises with each thrust. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(213)"><source src='media/l/lj11.webm' type="video/webm"></video> At this point you cannot even slow down as each thrust makes you more and more horny. The pleasure consumes you to the point where your moans are more alike to screams. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next' 'LCSuit12'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $moira > 1>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "Get comfy, $firstname. I need to do one more thing.")>>\ A small chuckle escapes her as she parts your thighs, exposing the hole in your suit. <<else>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "Spread your legs. Further.")>>\ She parts your thighs impatiently, exposing the hole in your suit. <</if>>\ With a generous amount of lube on her fingers, she enters you and you can’t help but moan at the sensation of her back and forth motions. Your head falls back as she continues to work. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(213)"><source src='media/l/lj10.webm' type="video/webm"></video> The feeling, much more intense than any encounter ever, leaves you moaning and eagerly pushing forward. The latex seems to enhance every sensation so much more. <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "I’ve got something for you.")>> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next' 'LCSuit11'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

You keep fucking yourself for what feels like a very long time. You lose any track of time and neither do you care about your surroundings or any possible consequences. The feeling inches you closer and closer to what would be the best orgasm of your love but somehow you can never quite reach it. It just doesn’t happen. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(213)"><source src='media/l/lj12.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Through the fog in your mind, you perceive someone’s presence. <b class="protagonist">Has Moira returned?</b> A single clear thought before lust overcomes you again. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(213)"><source src='media/l/lj13.webm' type="video/webm"></video> The mattress sinks as someone sits down next to you. A large pair of hands starts to roam around your body. It feels so perfect -- you mindlessly react with a moan as a finger enters your mouth. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next' 'LCSuit13'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

To your great displeasure, the stranger slowly takes your dildo away, his other hand grabbing the back of your head. You feel as if all the strength has left your body and you can’t do anything but obey. He slowly pulls you towards his equally rubbery torso. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(213)"><source src='media/l/lj14.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="protagonist">Who... who’s the-...</b> -…” Your thoughts are getting interrupted again. Some primal urge takes control of you now that your face is completely pressed against his body. There is something even bigger and harder underneath the latex surface than the dildo you just had in you. <b class="protagonist">"It... this suit..."</b> You try to focus for a moment but then the stranger opens his zipper and you are left speechless again. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(213)"><source src='media/l/lj15.webm' type="video/webm"></video> The feeling, once again amplified by the material, makes you immediately sink his cock between your encased lips. Your mind tries to fight against the urge but it has already lost. You mindlessly bob your head, taking in as much as the hood allows you. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next' 'LCSuit14'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

His firm guidance gives you no time to pull back even if you could. It tastes so amazing, so heavenly. You can feel every vein and ridge as it passes the tip of your tongue. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(213)"><source src='media/l/lj16.webm' type="video/webm"></video> At this point your entire mouth is filled with the juicy thickness of his cock. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(213)"><source src='media/l/lj17.webm' type="video/webm"></video> He doesn’t even need to guide you anymore as you keep sucking and stroking him. Somehow it feels even more pleasurable than the dildo. Your other hand moves to your crotch, starting to caress your already eager pussy. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next' 'LCSuit15'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(213)"><source src='media/l/lj18.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="protagonist">I ... can't get enough of this.</b> You lose yourself once again in the sea of pleasure. By now you’re sucking his dick like a doll. If you could see yourself you would be shocked how much you resemble a cheap blow up doll. The grunting of the man confirms your skilful job. Once he has had enough, he pulls away and makes you inch closer by pulling your leg with no effort. You are now laying on your back, submissive and eager for his next decision. You know what’s coming. Even as his tip enters, you moan loudly in pleasure, sinking your hips further down his shaft. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(213)"><source src='media/l/lj19.webm' type="video/webm"></video> His slow thrusts drain every bit of energy from you. You do not resist or shift. It is as if the suit is draining your last atoms of energy and will to fight back. <b class="protagonist">I must resist.</b> Your mind remains stubborn. Now you are sure of the fact that the suit drains your willpower. You can’t escape the situation but maybe you can fight it? <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Fight it' 'LCSuit16'>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Succumb' 'LCSuitF'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<b class="protagonist">No... I-I am still myself.</b> You refuse to let the suit take over your mind. If you are going to get fucked, at least you will hold some control over it. The pleasure is still too great, too tantalizing to get away from his cock but you manage to throw him over onto his back and straddle his thighs. In this wrestling act he never pulls out and as you sit on top of him, his shaft now penetrates you as deeply as possible. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(213)"><source src='media/l/lj20.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You start to ride him. With each thrust you feel your body regain more of its initial strength and willpower. The suit doesn’t seem to like that. You are getting hotter and even hornier. Your gut feeling tells you that achieving an orgasm would finally grant you the desired freedom. The suit wants you to be just a toy – a permanently horny object, always in the pointless search for satisfaction. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(213)"><source src='media/l/lj21.webm' type="video/webm"></video> But you regain control. You will make yourself orgasm. The man is now obeying you, adjusting to each thrust. The sudden hit of an orgasm makes you arch forward and you scream as the indescribable intensity of the release overcomes your entire body. You feel the grasp of the suit vanish completely – the latex feels way more natural now. Sweat sticks to the material, your cooling body shivers. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next' 'LCSuit17'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

Resistance is futile. The soothing feeling of the suit weakens every attempt until your limbs fall limp onto the mattress. The pleasure is tantalizing, the orgasm an unconquerable peak. Whatever strength was in your body is now gone. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(213)"><source src='media/l/ljf1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> The man’s thrusts quicken, and each push sends you deeper and deeper into a blissful oblivion. The fog inside your head is now an opaque veil where no coherent thought can pull through. With ease, the stranger throws you around on the bed, switching into all kinds of positions. Your body, like one of a doll, is stiff and remaining in whatever position you were just forced into. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(213)"><source src='media/l/ljf2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> His pleasure is your only goal. You are his sex dolls. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next' 'LCSuitF1'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

Somewhere in the distance you can hear a grunting sound. The man pulls out his cock and leaves you with a deep, painful craving. Emptiness overcomes you, as If something extremely important was missing from you. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(213)"><source src='media/l/ljf3.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Before you can blink the thoughts away, a hot splash of cum meets your face. The smell is so enticing, you can’t help but trace your fingers and smear it all over your rubbery cheeks. Like some addict, it keeps you yearning for more as you take in sniff after sniff of the intoxicating substance. You barely notice him leave. Time feels as if it stands still. Then you hear a voice, like a dull thump coming from another room. But you are mistaken as a pair of hands suddenly pull you up. <<print dialog.Show1("anonfem.png", "???", "girls", "Look at her. In the end she wasn’t that special after all. At least we have another drone. Come on, help me here.")>>\ Two female voices chuckle as they lift you up, dragging you somewhere foreign. Everything around you seems slowed down as you stare up into the ceiling, unable to see anything but the latex press against your skin. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next' 'LCSuitF2'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

Exhaustion and relief overtakes your limp body as you let him cum all over you. The liquid splatters all over the shiny rubber. The material is stained from belly to face. Judging from his breathy moans, you must have done an amazing job. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(213)"><source src='media/l/ljf3.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Your mind feels free of all worry. The man gives you a brief caress – or more of a pat – on the head before quietly leaving. You notice how the suit no longer holds control over your mind. Even the slightest of movements are completely subject to your whim. <<print dialog.Show1("nat1happy.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "$firstname! I am so, so proud of you! You did an amazing job! Here, let me help you out of that suit.")>>\ Natasha’s lovely voice greets you. Her gentle tone reassures you even further as she takes hold of your hand to pull you up. The first thing she helps you out of is the mask. Even though the rubber inside your mouth feels like a second skin, her skilled hands manage to release you. A cold gust of air greets your drool-stained face. Your hair is a dishevelled, sweaty mess but a happy smile rests on your lips, nevertheless. <<print dialog.Show1("nat1neu.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "Well, I’m sure you’ve got a ton of questions. I promise you to finally answer some of them. //-she winks-// But first, let’s peel this suit off of you and take a shower.")>>\ As you are stripped off the cunning material, you notice the fine sheen of sweat atop of your skin. The heat of your body greets the cool air and you inhale a shivery breath. A warm shower would be perfect now. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next' 'LCSuit18'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $curIDBottom != 38>> <<if $curIDBottom > 0>> You're already wearing something. <<else>> You put on the jeans. Your thick ass makes it quite difficult to close the zipper. <<script>>setup.PutOn (38)<</script>>\ <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(215)"><source src='media/items/usejeans1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <</if>> <<else>> You take off the jeans. <<script>>setup.TakeOff (38)<</script>>\ <</if>> [[Back|Inventory]] <div id="sources"></div>

They handle you like some object. Blind, almost deaf, and stripped of all strength in your body, you cannot do much. They push you to sit down as your arms are being pulled together in front of your chest. <<print dialog.Show1("anonfem.png", "???", "girls", "Strap them tight.")>>\ A pressure is laid upon your arms and chest which keeps your limbs tightened against the torso. <img class="center" src='media/l/ljf4.jpg'/> You manage to wiggle against the restraints but only a little bit. A subtle moan is heard from your left side as you stumble against another latex clad body. It seems you are not alone in this predicament. <<print dialog.Show1("anonfem.png", "???", "girls", "Have fun, little dolls.")>>\ You feel a device being put against your ears – a headset. Almost as if being beamed directly into your skull, binaural beats and soft voices fill your ears as everything else surrounding you fades into nothingness. You cannot even make out what the voices are saying. But it feels so good, so soothing, so mindless, obedient, drone... <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next' 'LCSuitF3'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

Minutes, hours, maybe days go by. You feel so empty, so devoid of anything. And yet, there is still the unsatiated hunger looming within you. You crave the sweet release as much as you did on the bed with the stranger. But a small hope is found within the voices whispering into your ear. As long as you follow them, all will be good. At least that’s what they say. You see a tunnel ahead of you, wet with little space. The voices helps you follow through it. As you come out, you stretch your limbs and enjoy the sudden open area around you. The voices speak again – they tell you to prepare. In a few minutes you are going to prove your obedience. <<print dialog.Show1("anonfem.png", "Girl", "girls", "What is th-... AAAH!")>>\ <img class="center" src='media/events/showerDoll.jpg'/> A scream can be heard from the other end of the room. Now is the time to strike. Blindly, you throw your arms forward, tumbling towards the source of the scream. If you bring another girl to them, you will finally get the sweet release... right? Right? END: What a twist. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Rethink your decisions' 'LCSuit15'>><</button>></p>

The hot water feels heavenly on your skin. Wet streaks stream down your perky breasts. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(216)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/shower1.mp4' type="video/mp4"></video> Your chest heaves a sigh of happiness as you scrub yourself clean. You’re euphoric, having proven your willpower over the enchanted – or more precisely cursed – latex suit. You feel strength and confidence bud within you. After the long, pampering shower, you step outside and dry yourself. Hopefully, Natasha is still there. Fortunately, she is – she waits for you in the room with her smile as bright as always. <<print dialog.Show1("nat1happy.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "Did you think I’d leave without a word? Don’t be silly!")>>\ Creepy. Hopefully, she just knows you well and isn’t some kind of mind reader. You shrug off the thought and take a seat beside her. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next' 'LCSuit19'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div> <<if $avatar == 'd'>>\ <<set $portraitLink = 'media/you/drawn/'+$preAva+'.png'>> <<else>>\ <<if ($drink == 1)>> <<set $portraitLink = 'media/you/face_AJ_portrait.jpg'>> <<elseif ($drink == 2)>> <<set $portraitLink = 'media/you/face_riley_portrait.jpg'>> <<elseif ($drink == 3)>> <<set $portraitLink = 'media/you/face_Adriana_portrait.jpg'>> <</if>>\ <</if>>\

<<print dialog.Show1("nat1content.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "Ok! A promise is a promise. Ask away, $firstname!")>>\ She sits on the bed with her legs crossed and eyes smiling. The pigtails sway as she tilts her head from side to side. <p style="text-align:center"> Ash her about <<button 'The suit' 'AskNatasha1'>><<set $ask = 1>><</button>> ---- <<button 'The hotel' 'AskNatasha1'>><<set $ask = 3>><</button>> ---- <<button 'The blonde woman' 'AskNatasha1'>><<set $ask = 4>><</button>> </p> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'I have no more questions' 'LCSuit20'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<switch $ask>>\ <<case 1>>\ <b class="protagonist">"I must ask you about the suit I was in. What was that? It felt so strange. It felt enchanted and not in a good way. I don’t know how to explain it... but it took control over my body?"</b> <<print dialog.Show1("nat1neu.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "Yes, I know what you mean. Most of us will have to go through this little… \"trial\". I can’t really tell you how it works but you should have it figured out by now that this place often lacks scientific explanation.")>>\ She chuckles. <b class="protagonist">"But how Is all of that even possible? I mean, I am a man! Or at least I was. You see, I went through a lot here, but this is still baffling. So baffling, Natasha."</b> <<print dialog.Show1("nat1sad.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "Trust me, it was the same for me. But the longer you are in here, the more you become accepting of this reality. Try to keep your mind sharp, your willpower strong. Just like you did in the suit. The trial helps weed out the weak ones who will, as a kind of a punishment, be turned into drones. Maybe you’ve already encountered one of them!")>>\ <b class="protagonist">"So... I passed this test? I was strong enough?"</b> <<print dialog.Show1("nat1neu.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "It seems like it, yes.")>>\ She decides to say nothing more on this matter. <<case 2>>\ <b class="protagonist">"Moira... the girl who helped me get into the suit. I know her. She is a maid of Group M. What the hell was she doing here?"</b> <<print dialog.Show1("nat1neu.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "I cannot really say. All I know is she just came here a bit before you. I haven’t had a lot of business with her yet. Mistress gave me the order to bring her to you for the dress-up and that’s all. She seems a bit shy, but I sense some... ulterior motives in her decisions. Though I may be wrong.")>>\ <<case 3>>\ <b class="protagonist">"Obviously, I have to ask you what this place actually is. It is so strange. And sick, most of all."</b> <<print dialog.Show1("nat1neu.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "The hotel isn’t just your regular holiday destination. But you figured that out by now, didn’t you? I can’t explain it to you since I don’t know everything either. But you must know that there are greater forces at work here than you can imagine.")>>\ <b class="protagonist">"Greater forces? Like magic? Demons? God?"</b> You chuckle in disbelief. <<print dialog.Show1("nat1shock.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "Stop it! All in due time, $firstname. All in due time. Just be patient and follow my lead.")>>\ The question seems to have struck a nerve. Maybe it’s for the best to change the subject. <<case 4>>\ <b class="protagonist">"Before I met you, I’ve encountered this strange, blonde woman several times. She is a rather creepy, talks gibberish. And she gave me the red ball. Who is she?"</b> <<print dialog.Show1("nat1happy.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "Oh! She is someone very dear to us all. You will meet her again very soon.")>>\ Natasha giggles happily and you sigh in frustration. <b class="protagonist">"All this secrecy and omission. Why will I meet her again? She seemed really disturbed."</b> <<print dialog.Show1("nat1neu.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "Everything she does has a purpose, trust me. You can consider yourself very happy that she is looking out for you. Not everyone has the privilege of meeting the Mistress of Group L that early.")>>\ She finishes her answer with a playful shrug. <</switch>> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Back' 'LCSuit19'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<print dialog.Show1("nat1happy.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "Alright! I gotta tell you, I have a big surprise for you! Come, follow me.")>>\ She rises from the bed with a bounce in her step, eagerly taking your hand into yours. There is no time to dress up – she takes you outside naked as you are and your cheeks turn a deep red as you pass several latex-encased women. Until now, most of the surprises weren’t really positive. But you still try to be as open minded as you can. You stop before a door. <<print dialog.Show1("nat1happy.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "After you, my lady!")>>\ Natasha opens the door and steps aside, giving you a theatrical bow. <img class="center" src='media/l/closet1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(217)"/> You enter a huge walk-in closet with all sorts of clothes and shoes rising your stare to the ceiling. It is no wonder that most of the stuff is made out of latex. <<print dialog.Show1("nat1happy.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "As a full member of our little cult, you get to enjoy certain privileges. One of them is a taste in fashion. Come with me!")>>\ Again, she takes you by your hand and guides you to the corner of the room. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next' 'LCSuit21'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<print dialog.Show1("nat1happy.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "First and foremost, your suit is an extension of your body. No, better yet – it is your body. It will shield you from all kinds of harm and signal your allegiance to our group.")>>\ In front of you are three puppets with different latex suits. It is now your turn to choose which one shall be yours. <table> <tr> <td> <img class="center" src='media/items/catsuit1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(218)"/> </td> <td> <<print dialog.Show1("nat1content.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "A very nice wine-red suit. It will make both men and women thirst after you, I bet!")>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'I want that one!' 'LCSuit22'>><<script>>setup.InventoryAddWithID (39)<</script>><</button>></p> </td> </tr> <tr><td> </td><td> </td></tr> <tr> <td> <img class="center" src='media/items/catsuit2.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(219)"/> </td> <td> <<print dialog.Show1("nat1annoyed.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "A nice combination of red and black. Blowing a guy in this outfit would earn you some red-head redemption.")>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'I want that one!' 'LCSuit22'>><<script>>setup.InventoryAddWithID (40)<</script>><</button>></p> </td> </tr> <tr><td> </td><td> </td></tr> <tr> <td> <img class="center" src='media/items/catsuit3.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(220)"/> </td> <td> <<print dialog.Show1("nat1neu.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "This black catsuit has a nice pink zipper in the front so you can expose your breasts whenever needed. A nice change to the usual zip-and-dip on the crotch, don’t you think?")>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'I want that one!' 'LCSuit22'>> <<script>>setup.InventoryAddWithID (41)<</script>><</button>></p> </td> </tr> </table> <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $curIDTop != 39>> <<if $curIDTop > 0>> You're already wearing a top. <<else>> <<if $curIDBottom > 0>> You're already wearing someting bottom. <<else>> You climb into your catsuit. <<script>>setup.PutOn (39)<</script>>\ <img class="center" src='media/items/catsuit1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(218)"/> <</if>> <</if>> <<else>> You climb out of your catsuit. <<script>>setup.TakeOff (39)<</script>>\ <</if>> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Back' 'Inventory'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $curIDTop != 40>> <<if $curIDTop > 0>> You're already wearing a top. <<else>> <<if $curIDBottom > 0>> You're already wearing someting bottom. <<else>> You climb into your catsuit. <<script>>setup.PutOn (40)<</script>>\ <img class="center" src='media/items/catsuit2.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(219)"/> <</if>> <</if>> <<else>> You climb out of your catsuit. <<script>>setup.TakeOff (40)<</script>>\ <</if>> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Back' 'Inventory'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $curIDTop != 41>> <<if $curIDTop > 0>> You're already wearing a top. <<else>> <<if $curIDBottom > 0>> You're already wearing something bottom. <<else>> You climb into your catsuit. <<script>>setup.PutOn (41)<</script>>\ <img class="center" src='media/items/catsuit3.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(220)"/> <</if>> <</if>> <<else>> You climb out of your catsuit. <<script>>setup.TakeOff (41)<</script>>\ <</if>> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Back' 'Inventory'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<if setup.InventoryContains ("39")>> <<print dialog.Show1("nat1neu.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "Good choice! I really like the colour – reminds me of ripe grapes. Mmm...")>>\ <<elseif setup.InventoryContains ("40")>> <<print dialog.Show1("nat1happy.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "It would have been my choice too! The skirt will make your hips look even curvier!")>>\ <<elseif setup.InventoryContains ("41")>> <<print dialog.Show1("nat1content.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "A classy one it is! You’ll look so fabulous in it!")>>\ <</if>> She then guides you around the corner of the room where there are three displays presenting latex hoods of different and intriguing designs. <<print dialog.Show1("nat1neu.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "So, you guessed it! It’s time to pretty up your head too. Not that there is anything wrong with it in the first place! But they are important as they hide our faces but also our... essence, so to speak. When we wear a mask, we gain a new identity.")>>\ <table> <tr> <td> <img class="center" src='media/items/lmask1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(221)"/> </td> <td> <<print dialog.Show1("nat1content.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "I really love these kinds of masks where your hair is visible. It gives you a nice, feminine touch. With the ponytail, the men better get ready for a wild ride! Plus, the red makes your lips look huge!")>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'I want that one!' 'LCSuit23'>><<script>>setup.InventoryAddWithID (42)<</script>><</button>></p> </td> </tr> <tr><td> </td><td> </td></tr> <tr> <td> <img class="center" src='media/items/lmask2.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(222)"/> </td> <td> <<print dialog.Show1("nat1neu.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "A classic design with a really nice colour. But you must promise me you will call it blue-job from now on.")>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'I want that one!' 'LCSuit23'>><<script>>setup.InventoryAddWithID (43)<</script>><</button>></p> </td> </tr> <tr><td> </td><td> </td></tr> <tr> <td> <img class="center" src='media/items/lmask3.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(223)"/> </td> <td> <<print dialog.Show1("nat1happy.png", "Natasha", "natasha", " Even though it still shows most of your face, the tightness of the latex will help you feel secure and protect you as well. With such an ethereal design, you will be the star of the trek… ok, no more jokes.")>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'I want that one!' 'LCSuit23'>> <<script>>setup.InventoryAddWithID (44)<</script>><</button>></p> </td> </tr> </table> <div id="sources"></div>

<<print dialog.Show1("nat1happy.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "Perfect! Last but not least, uh… you can probably guess what’s missing. Hint: it’s the last step.")>>\ Once again you are being dragged to a different part of the closet where several pairs of shoes are waiting for you. <table> <tr> <td> <img class="center" src='media/items/latex_heels4.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(224)"/> </td> <td> <<print dialog.Show1("nat1shock.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "Aren’t they marvellous? These black, shiny heels have a fierce design. Just look at the lace on the back part! Good luck walking on them, though. It’s not the most comfortable heel-ing.")>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'I want those!' 'LCSuit24'>><<script>>setup.InventoryAddWithID (45)<</script>><</button>></p> </td> </tr> <tr><td> </td><td> </td></tr> <tr> <td> <img class="center" src='media/items/latex_heels5.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(225)"/> </td> <td> <<print dialog.Show1("nat1neu.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "A nice pair of knee-high, shiny boots. The straps take a bit of effort but otherwise I highly recommend them. In fact, I like them so much, they might be my sole-mate!")>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'I want those!' 'LCSuit24'>><<script>>setup.InventoryAddWithID (46)<</script>><</button>></p> </td> </tr> <tr><td> </td><td> </td></tr> <tr> <td> <img class="center" src='media/items/latex_heels6.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(226)"/> </td> <td> <<print dialog.Show1("nat1happy.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "Another classic, with heels lower than my standards! Can’t go wrong with them! These shoes were definitely made for walkin’!")>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'I want those!' 'LCSuit24'>> <<script>>setup.InventoryAddWithID (47)<</script>><</button>></p> </td> </tr> </table> <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $curIDMask != 42>> <<if $curIDMask > 0>> You're already wearing a mask. <<else>> You put on your mask. <<script>>setup.PutOn (42)<</script>>\ <img class="center" src='media/items/lmask1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(221)"/> <<set $mask = '_lmask1'>>\ <</if>> <<else>> You take off your mask. <<script>>setup.TakeOff (42)<</script>>\ <<set $mask = ''>>\ <</if>> <<script>>setup.UpdatePlayerAvatar ()<</script>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Back' 'Inventory'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $curIDMask != 43>> <<if $curIDMask > 0>> You're already wearing a mask. <<else>> You put on your mask. <<script>>setup.PutOn (43)<</script>>\ <img class="center" src='media/items/lmask2.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(222)"/> <<set $mask = '_lmask2'>>\ <</if>> <<else>> You take off your mask. <<script>>setup.TakeOff (43)<</script>>\ <<set $mask = ''>>\ <</if>> <<script>>setup.UpdatePlayerAvatar ()<</script>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Back' 'Inventory'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $curIDMask != 44>> <<if $curIDMask > 0>> You're already wearing a mask. <<else>> You put on your mask. <<script>>setup.PutOn (44)<</script>>\ <img class="center" src='media/items/lmask3.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(223)"/> <<set $mask = '_lmask3'>>\ <</if>> <<else>> You take off your mask. <<script>>setup.TakeOff (44)<</script>>\ <<set $mask = ''>>\ <</if>> <<script>>setup.UpdatePlayerAvatar ()<</script>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Back' 'Inventory'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<print dialog.Show1("nat1happy.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "Awesome! You’ve made a great choice! Come on, let me accompany you back to your room.")>>\ Carrying all the stuff in her arms, she guides you back to the privacy of the chamber. <<print dialog.Show1("nat1content.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "You were so amazing today, $firstname! The mistress will want to see you again soon. I will make sure to arrange everything and contact you. Oh, don’t forget your new clothes – keep them neat and tidy. Alright then. See you soon!")>>\ She winks and turns around, leaving you at the door. You watch her skip away with a hum on her lips. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Go inside' 'Linit'>><</button>></p>

<<if $curIDShoes != 45>> <<if $curIDShoes > 0>> You're already wearing something. <<else>> You put on the heels. <<script>>setup.PutOn (45)<</script>>\ <img class="center" src='media/items/latex_heels4.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(224)"/> <</if>> <<else>> You slip out of the heels. <<script>>setup.TakeOff (45)<</script>>\ <</if>> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Back' 'Inventory'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $curIDShoes != 46>> <<if $curIDShoes > 0>> You're already wearing something. <<else>> You put on the boots. <<script>>setup.PutOn (46)<</script>>\ <img class="center" src='media/items/latex_heels5.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(225)"/> <</if>> <<else>> You slip out of the boots. <<script>>setup.TakeOff (46)<</script>>\ <</if>> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Back' 'Inventory'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $curIDShoes != 47>> <<if $curIDShoes > 0>> You're already wearing something. <<else>> You put on the pumps. <<script>>setup.PutOn (47)<</script>>\ <img class="center" src='media/items/latex_heels6.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(226)"/> <</if>> <<else>> You slip out of the pumps. <<script>>setup.TakeOff (47)<</script>>\ <</if>> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Back' 'Inventory'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

This is the current end of content for the Group L. Stay tuned for future updates! <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Go inside' 'HandlerIn'>><</button>></p>

You look in the mirror and a beautiful young woman looks back at you. You will still need a lot of time to get used to that. <<if $lips == 0>>\ <<set _imgLips = '<video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted><source src="media/you/lips1.webm" type="video/webm"></video>'>> <<set _txtLips = 'Your soft lips may not be the fullest ones in this hotel but they are nevertheless beautiful and fitting for your face.'>> <<elseif $lips == 1>>\ <<set _imgLips = '<video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted><source src="media/you/lips2.webm" type="video/webm"></video>'>> <<set _txtLips = 'Somewhat fuller lips with a glossy shine and a gentle Cupid\’s bow.'>> <<elseif $lips == 2>>\ <<set _imgLips = '<video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted><source src="media/you/lips3.webm" type="video/webm"></video>'>> <<set _txtLips = 'Your plump lips have a round and very inviting shape.'>> <<elseif $lips == 3>>\ <<set _imgLips = '<video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted><source src="media/you/lips4.webm" type="video/webm"></video>'>> <<set _txtLips = 'The Cupid\’s bow of your lips is weakly defined, your mouth has an overall round but full shape.'>> <<elseif $lips == 4>>\ <<set _imgLips = '<video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted><source src="media/you/lips5.webm" type="video/webm"></video>'>> <<set _txtLips = 'Your slightly protruding, velvet lips would lure any man with the promise of a good blowjob. At this point you are starting to resemble a blow-up doll.'>> <<else>>\ <<set _imgLips = '<video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted><source src="media/you/lips5.webm" type="video/webm"></video>'>> <<set _txtLips = 'Your huge lips draw the attention of every passer-by. At this point, you look like your sole purpose is giving blowjobs.'>> <</if>>\ <<if $tits == 0>>\ <<set _imgTits = '<img class="center" src="media/you/tits1.jpg"/>'>> <<set _txtTits = 'Your breasts are small and perky, perfectly fitting into hands.'>> <<elseif $tits == 1>>\ <<set _imgTits = '<img class="center" src="media/you/tits2.jpg"/>'>> <<set _txtTits = 'Small but bouncy breasts with rosy nipples and soft skin.'>> <<elseif $tits == 2>>\ <<set _imgTits = '<img class="center" src="media/you/tits3.jpg"/>'>> <<set _txtTits = 'Your budding breasts are more than a handful. They are round, perky and symmetrical.'>> <<elseif $tits == 3>>\ <<set _imgTits = '<img class="center" src="media/you/tits4.jpg"/>'>> <<set _txtTits = 'A pair of perfectly round breasts with skin eager for touches.'>> <<elseif $tits == 4>>\ <<set _imgTits = '<img class="center" src="media/you/tits5.jpg"/>'>> <<set _txtTits = 'A large pair of breasts which bounce at each step. The skin is very sensitive, pleasantly reacting to every touch.'>> <<elseif $tits == 5>>\ <<set _imgTits = '<img class="center" src="media/you/tits6.jpg"/>'>> <<set _txtTits = 'Your breasts are large but still firm. Each foreign touch causes a pool of wetness between your legs.'>> <<elseif $tits == 6>>\ <<set _imgTits = '<img class="center" src="media/you/tits7.jpg"/>'>> <<set _txtTits = 'The weight of your large breasts is almost a nuisance, if it weren\’t for the great amount of pleasure you receive every time someone handles them.'>> <<elseif $tits == 7>>\ <<set _imgTits = '<img class="center" src="media/you/tits8.jpg"/>'>> <<set _txtTits = 'There are only few women with breasts large than yours around here. The sight of their perfect shape fills you with pride.'>> <<else>>\ <<set _imgTits = '<img class="center" src="media/you/tits9.jpg"/>'>> <<set _txtTits = 'You are starting to wonder whether it would be wise to go out with your breasts exposed. Their size and shape makes even you aroused.'>> <</if>>\ <<if $ass == 0>>\ <<set _imgAss = '<img class="center" src="media/you/ass1.jpg"/>'>> <<set _txtAss = 'A small but well-shaped and smooth ass. It\’s definitely easy to fit it into a tight dress!'>> <<elseif $ass == 1>>\ <<set _imgAss = '<img class="center" src="media/you/ass2.jpg"/>'>> <<set _txtAss = 'Your ass, although small, is round and well-toned.'>> <<elseif $ass == 2>>\ <<set _imgAss = '<img class="center" src="media/you/ass3.jpg"/>'>> <<set _txtAss = 'Your firm ass has an alluring shape, with soft and round cheeks.'>> <<elseif $ass == 3>>\ <<set _imgAss = '<img class="center" src="media/you/ass4.jpg"/>'>> <<set _txtAss = 'A toned ass with voluptuous curves. Your touch-starved pussy is visible each time you lean forward.'>> <<elseif $ass == 4>>\ <<set _imgAss = '<img class="center" src="media/you/ass5.jpg"/>'>> <<set _txtAss = 'Your plump ass so big, it is getting tough to hide it underneath shorter dresses.'>> <<else>>\ <<set _imgAss = '<img class="center" src="media/you/ass6.jpg"/>'>> <<set _txtAss = 'Your huge ass gives you exaggerates your hourglass shape even more. You look like the perfect doll.'>> <</if>>\ <table width="100%"> <tr> <td> <<print _imgLips>> </td> <td> <p style="text-align:center"><<print _txtLips>></p> </td> </tr> <tr><td> </td><td> </td></tr> <tr> <td> <<print _imgTits>> </td> <td> <p style="text-align:center"><<print _txtTits>></p> </td> </tr> <tr><td> </td><td> </td></tr> <tr> <td> <<print _imgAss>> </td> <td> <p style="text-align:center"><<print _txtAss>></p> </td> </tr> </table> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Back' $home>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

You randomly take one of the keycards from the pinboard labelled "to-do". A lot of maids are looking at the board as well, trying to remember which keycard belonged to which guest in order to avoid the less pleasant clients. <<set _file = $MWorkArrayFiles.random()>>\ <<set _file = "media/maid/" + _file>>\ <<print setup.BuildWebm (_file, 0, 0, true)>> After a lot of dirty work, you're finally done. ''//You earned 1 SP//'' ''//You earned 1 SP through your group//'' <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Finish' 'HandlerIn'>><</button>></p> <<set $workToday = false>>\ <<set $SP += 2 >>\ <<set $energy -= 25>>\

<<script>>setup.InventoryAddWithID (32)<</script>>\ <<set $group='M'>>\ <<set $sori = 0>>\ <<set $jaimeStory = 2>>\ <<set $metSoriToday = false>>\ <<set $helpedMoira = 99>>\ <<set $moiraTrouble = false>>\ <<set $RoomArray.push ("maidEvents")>>\ <<set $moiraroom = false>>\ <<set $moiraroomvisit = 0>>\ <<set $RoomArray.delete ("eventMaid1")>> <<set $RoomArray.delete ("eventMoira1")>> <<set $sorigone = false>>\ <<set $HelpArray.delete ("[[You hear a wagon being pushed outside the next room.|eventMoira1][$energy-=25]]")>>\ <<set $HelpArray.delete ("[[You hear a wagon being pushed outside the next room.|eventMaid1][$energy-=25]]")>>\ <<set $HelpArray.delete ("[[Are those steps outside your room?|JaimeStoryLine1][$energy-=25]]")>>\ <<set $MaidArray = ["maidEmpty", "maidRandom"]>>\ <<set $DiscoveredArray.delete ("[[Learn cleaning with Moira|moiraCleanRepeat][$energy-=25]]")>>\ <<set $DiscoveredArray.delete("[[Learn cleaning with Moira|moiraCleanAdvance][$energy-=25]]")>>\ <<set $RoomArray.delete("JaimeStoryLine1")>> <<set $HelpArray.delete ("[[Are those steps outside your room?|JaimeStoryLine1][$energy-=25]]")>>\ <<set $HelpArray.delete ("[[You can hear squeaking rubbery noise outside one of the neighbour rooms.|eventWatchMistress1][$energy-=25]]")>>\ <<set $PossibleTasks.pushUnique ({desc: '<b class="sinclaire">"<<print $firstname>>, we have a request from one of our guests. Go to room 645 and serve her tea. Wear your uniform and make sure she is satisfied."</b>', forward: '[[Go to room 645 and serve dinner.|maidCouple1]]'})>>\ <<set $PossibleTasks.pushUnique ({desc: '<b class="sinclaire">"<<print $firstname>>, we have a request from one of our guests. Go to room 645 and serve her tea. Wear your uniform and make sure she is satisfied."</b>', forward: '[[Go to room 645 and serve dinner.|maidCouple1]]'})>>\ <<set $PossibleTasks.pushUnique ({desc: '$firstname, one of our new clients needs asssistance. Please go to the conservatory and look for Dr. Mona Sterra as soon as possible.', forward: '[[Go to the conservatory.|Lily1]]'})>>\ <<set $home = 'MHub'>>\ <<set $blockInventory = 0>>\ <<set $MWorkArrayFiles = ["dusting1", "dusting2", "m1", "m2", "m3", "m4", "m5", "m6", "m7", "m8", "maid10", "m9", "m10", "m11", "m12", "m13"]>> <<goto 'Sleep'>>

<<if $j > 0>>\ <<set _r = $j>>\ <<else>>\ <<set _r = random (1,7)>>\ <</if>>\ <<switch _r>>\ <<case 1>>\ A throbbing, aching sensation wakes you up. Your hips arch upwards as you lazily trail your hand over your wet pussy, each touch feeling better than the last. Driven by the arousing feeling, your touch gets firmer and your strokes faster. Wetness soaks your fingers and the familiar feeling builds up within your core as you keep going. At this point you’re moaning loudly, almost screaming as you reach your peak within just a few moments. Your eyes roll back, mouth wide open and each muscle tensing up - it feels as if you’ve lost control over your entire body. As the last tremors of your orgasm subside, you lay limp on the mattress with a puddle underneath your ass. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(227)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/mast5.webm' type="video/webm"></video> What a nice way to start the day. <<case 2>>\ You wake up heavily breathing. Sweat is on your forehead and you feel like you're burning from the inside. A unbearable throbbing emerges from between your legs. You reach down and immediately feel how wet you are. This touch is enough that you loose yourself and can't stop touching you. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(211)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/masturbate2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> A mind blowing orgasm rocks all you body. You need several minutes before you can feel your limbs again. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/sex_scenes/o1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <<case 3>>\ A throbbing, aching sensation wakes you up. Your hips arch upwards as you lazily trail your hand over your wet pussy, each touch feeling better than the last. Driven by the arousing feeling, your touch gets firmer and your strokes faster. Wetness soaks your fingers and the familiar feeling builds up within your core as you keep going. At this point you’re moaning loudly, almost screaming as you reach your peak within just a few moments. Your eyes roll back, mouth wide open and each muscle tensing up - it feels as if you’ve lost control over your entire body. As the last tremors of your orgasm subside, you lay limp on the mattress with a puddle underneath your ass. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/sex_scenes/mast6.mp4' type="video/mp4"></video> What a nice way to start the day. <<case 4>>\ A throbbing, aching sensation wakes you up. Your hips arch upwards as you lazily trail your hand over your wet pussy, each touch feeling better than the last. Driven by the arousing feeling, your touch gets firmer and your strokes faster. Wetness soaks your fingers and the familiar feeling builds up within your core as you keep going. At this point you’re moaning loudly, almost screaming as you reach your peak within just a few moments. Your eyes roll back, mouth wide open and each muscle tensing up - it feels as if you’ve lost control over your entire body. As the last tremors of your orgasm subside, you lay limp on the mattress with a puddle underneath your ass. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/sex_scenes/mast7.mp4' type="video/mp4"></video> What a nice way to start the day. <<case 5>>\ A throbbing, aching sensation wakes you up. Your hips arch upwards as you lazily trail your hand over your wet pussy, each touch feeling better than the last. Driven by the arousing feeling, your touch gets firmer and your strokes faster. Wetness soaks your fingers and the familiar feeling builds up within your core as you keep going. At this point you’re moaning loudly, almost screaming as you reach your peak within just a few moments. Your eyes roll back, mouth wide open and each muscle tensing up - it feels as if you’ve lost control over your entire body. As the last tremors of your orgasm subside, you lay limp on the mattress with a puddle underneath your ass. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/sex_scenes/mast8.mp4' type="video/mp4"></video> What a nice way to start the day. <<case 6>>\ A throbbing, aching sensation wakes you up. Your hips arch upwards as you lazily trail your hand over your wet pussy, each touch feeling better than the last. Driven by the arousing feeling, your touch gets firmer and your strokes faster. Wetness soaks your fingers and the familiar feeling builds up within your core as you keep going. At this point you’re moaning loudly, almost screaming as you reach your peak within just a few moments. Your eyes roll back, mouth wide open and each muscle tensing up - it feels as if you’ve lost control over your entire body. As the last tremors of your orgasm subside, you lay limp on the mattress with a puddle underneath your ass. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/sex_scenes/mast9.mp4' type="video/mp4"></video> What a nice way to start the day. <<case 7>>\ A throbbing, aching sensation wakes you up. Your hips arch upwards as you lazily trail your hand over your wet pussy, each touch feeling better than the last. Driven by the arousing feeling, your touch gets firmer and your strokes faster. Wetness soaks your fingers and the familiar feeling builds up within your core as you keep going. At this point you’re moaning loudly, almost screaming as you reach your peak within just a few moments. Your eyes roll back, mouth wide open and each muscle tensing up - it feels as if you’ve lost control over your entire body. As the last tremors of your orgasm subside, you lay limp on the mattress with a puddle underneath your ass. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/sex_scenes/mast10.mp4' type="video/mp4"></video> What a nice way to start the day. <</switch>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Get up' $home>><</button>></p> <<set $lust = 0>>\

<<if $curIDTop != 48>> <<if $curIDTop > 0>> You're already wearing something. <<else>> You slip your arms into the sleeves. The material is a perfect fit. The warmth hugs your body as you pull up the zipper, the sealed piece of clothing showing off your curves nicely. <b class="protagonist">Hm? My chest is kind of tingling...</b> <<script>>setup.PutOn (48)<</script>>\ <img class="center" src='media/items/orangezipper.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(200)"/> <</if>> <<else>> You take off the jacket. <<script>>setup.TakeOff (48)<</script>>\ <</if>> [[Back|Inventory]] <div id="sources"></div>

<<if visited () == 1>>\ You wake up to your breasts burning. <b class="protagonist">What the hell?</b> You grasp each breast, confused at the odd sensation – it feels as if they were filled with some liquid substance. The tingling gets more and more uncomfortable. As you unzip the jacket, your bosom pops out with a slight bounce. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/events/be1.mp4' type="video/mp4"></video> <b class="protagonist">Holy shit!</b> Your breasts have grown so much, they are almost popping out of the jacket. Even your slightest movement sends them wobbling and bouncing in a kind of mesmerizing way. It seems as if they’re still changing their size, going down a size then up again until they calm down after a few minutes. You pinch yourself, thinking that you are dreaming. Your cleavage is so huge, you can’t help but feel slightly glad about it. You take a better look at the jacket, feeling its material but it doesn’t provoke any tingling sensation on your fingers. <<else>>\ Once again, you are starting to feel the burning sensation in your chest. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(228)"><source src='media/events/be3.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You feel your breasts tighten as they grow larger, bouncing and changing sizes until they soon calm down again. Now they are a cup larger, the flesh so soft and smooth. <</if>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Get up' $home>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $j == 1>>\ <<set $moira +=3>>\ <p class="reactionG">Moira liked that!</p> Moira comes closer and pulls you into a deep hug. You lean your chin on her shoulder, inhaling her pleasant scent. <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "Thank you so much! I know I ask for a lot but please just trust me. It means a lot to me, really.")>> <b class="protagonist">"No problem, Moira. It would just be really good to know what kind of help you are going to need."</b> You begin to struggle for air as her grip tightens. <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "Look, I’m sorry. I can’t tell you since I don’t know yet either. //-she whispers-// I follow my own plan here and I certainly make some enemies along the way. I need someone I can trust")>> <b class="protagonist">"Alright... I will try my best."</b> She responds to your approval with a sensual kiss. <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "Thank you so much, $firstname. I’ll get to you when the time comes. Oh, and of course: don’t say a word to anyone.")>> She winks before returning to her work. You nod quietly and decide to leave her to her chores. <<elseif $j == 2>>\ <<set $moira -=3>>\ <p class="reactionB">Moira didn't like that!</p> <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "I see... Okay. I thought more of you, to be honest.")>> She looks very disappointed. <b class="protagonist">"Moira, I really appreciate what you did for me. I’m really glad to have finally found people that are on my side. I don’t want to risk too much. Look, I will help you where I can, alright?"</b> She says nothing as she continues to do her chores. <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "Thank you, $firstname. Please close the door behind you.")>> You think it is better to leave her for now. Arguing won’t bring you anywhere. <</if>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Leave' 'HandlerIn'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<set $DiscoveredArray.delete("[[Look for Moira|eventMoiraTrouble1]]")>>\ <<set $moiraTrouble = false>>\ Your mind breeds a hundred concerning thoughts as you rush to the room Sori told you about. Your chest feels heavy, you try to shake off the feeling with a sigh, but it only gets worse. You dearly hope Moira didn't get herself in great trouble but judging from the concern in Sori's eyes, the situation shouldn't be taken lightly. Before entering through the door, you put your ear to it. Maybe you could guess how many people there are inside or even what's going on? However, there isn't much to hear besides a muffling sound which raises your concern. Before entering, you take a deep breath and then you slowly push the door open, revealing a startling sight. <img class="center" src='media/maid/maid8.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(148)"/> Moira, tied up and gagged is kneeling on the bed. She is encased in a latex maid outfit, its tightness making it both alluring and terrifying. Her eyes light up as she sees you. She gestures towards the closet on the other side of the room. You can see the key on one of the shelves. Judging from her nervous stare, there isn’t much time. Whoever left her here must be returning soon... What if it's too late to help? Experience warns you about acting like a hero, but on the other hand, it is Moira who needs to be saved. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Help her' 'eventMoiraTrouble2'>><<set $j = 1>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Leave her' 'eventMoiraTrouble2'>><<set $j = 2>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $j == 1>>\ <<set $helpedMoira = 1>> <<set $moira +=2>>\ <p class="reactionG">Moira liked that!</p> You rush to the wardrobe, trembling hands grasping the key. Mora's hopeful gaze follow every step of yours as she is simultaneously trying to free herself from the restraints. You take a brief look around before swiftly grabbing the key and jumping back. Fortunately, there is no trap and you safely make it back to the troubled maid. It takes you a few attempts as your hands are shaking, but you manage to unlock Moira’s restraints. The first thing she does is remove the gag. She pulls a huge dildo out of her mouth and takes a huge sigh of relief, followed by a cough. <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "Thank you so much, $firstname. Come on, let's get out of here!")>> Without another word, you quickly leave the room and head back to the quarters of your group. <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "Oh, $firstname, thank you so, so much. This could have taken a grim turn if it wasn't for you. It was so stupid of me... I was so naive...")>> <b class="protagonist">"Don't mention it. It's all good now."</b> Your legs ache from exhaustion as the adrenaline leaves your body. <<elseif $j == 2>>\ <<set $moira -=3>>\ <<set $helpedMoira = 0>> <p class="reactionB">Moira didn't like that!</p> Panic overcomes you. You stand frozen for a few moments, unable to make any movement as your mind goes blank. You take a step back, giving Moira a look full of regret before turning to hurry out. The last thing you saw were Moira’s eyes wide in disbelief, followed by loud and angry moans of protest. You shake your head as you walk out of the room, whispering silent apologies. Who knows, maybe it is better like this… after all, it is better safe than sorry. Once outside, you sigh and make your way back to the quarters with your head low in shame. <</if>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Return' 'HandlerIn'>><</button>></p>

<<switch $porn>>\ <<case 8>>\ You slip two fingers into her wet folds, stroking her G-spot while simultaneously rubbing her clit with the other hand. The woman tilts her head back and she is speechless for a moment, her hips arching in pleasure. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(233)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/lesb4.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="girls">"Don’t stop! Continue, please..."</b> She mewls. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(233)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/lesb5.webm' type="video/webm"></video> It doesn’t take her long to reach her orgasm. Her pleasure is almost deafening and you’re heaving a difficult time keeping your finger motions as her body starts to trash in pleasure. The sensation lasts for a few long moments and once she finally calms down, you pull your hands away and lean back. <b class="girls">"Phew..."</b> She pushes the dishevelled strands of hair off her face. <b class="girls">"Thank you... really, thank you. Here, take this."</b> ''//You earned 1 SP//'' <<set $SP += 1>>\ <<set $slutty += 1>>\ <<set $lust += 30>>\ <</switch>>\ //You feel less dignified.// <<link 'Return'>><<goto HandlerIn>><</link>> <div id="sources"></div>

<img class="center" src='media/npc/moira/moiralatex1.png' onclick="source.ShowSource(229)"/> <<if visited ("MoiraDoll") > 1>>\ <<if $moira >= 3>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "Like I said, $firstname. Find someone who is naive enough to fall for this trick. I am sure you find someone in the group foyer. But please keep it away from me.")>> You nod and decide to leave. <<else>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "I told you to keep that thing away from me. Trick someone else, $firstname.")>> You decide to leave her alone. <</if>> <<else>>\ <<if $moira >= 3>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "Woah. $firstname! What have you got there?")>> Moira walks towards you with her eyes fixed on the object. Her steps are careful and slow, stopping before you but still keeping a distance. <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "Where did you get that from")>> <<if $gagged>>\ You start to mumble in your gag before realizing that she can't understand you that way. You remove the gag. Silly you... <<script>>setup.GagTheGirl("")<</script>>\ <</if>>\ <b class="protagonist">"It’s kind of a long story. Let’s just say I met some super strange people in latex, and they gave me this... thing. They say it has some kind of power and I should use it on someone here"</b> As the words flow out of your mouth, you realize that you shouldn’t have said so much. But Moira doesn’t seem to be shocked or angry. It seems more like she is lost in thought. <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "I see. That explains a lot. Very well, I will help you. But please keep this thing away from me. I’m not the person you are looking for. These kinds of... artifacts usually work great on naïve people. I’m sure you will find someone here that fits that criteria.")>> Her eyes carefully look around as if to make sure no one is there to eavesdrop. <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "You better leave now. Make sure not to tell a word to anyone. You made your first step on a dangerous road.")>> With an uneasy feeling in your stomach, you make your way out. <<else>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "Woah. $firstname! What have you got there?")>> Moira walks towards you with her eyes fixed on the object. Her steps are careful and slow, stopping before you but still keeping a distance. <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "$firstname. Where did you get that? //-she doesn't wait for an answer-// You know what? I don’t care. Just stay away from me with that thing.")>> With that, she turns around and motions you to leave. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Leave' 'HandlerIn'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<img class="center" src='media/npc/sori1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(149)"/> <<print dialog.Show1("sori1neu.png", "Sori", "maids", "Oh, hey! What have you got there?")>>\ Sori takes a closer look at the doll in your hand, giggling. <<print dialog.Show1("sori1neu.png", "Sori", "maids", "Aren’t you too old to be playing with dolls?")>>\ Her nature is light-hearted as always, but something seems to be off. She seems as if she can’t take her eyes away from the puppet. Her fiddling hands and posture reveal that she might not be as relaxed as she wants to be. <<print dialog.Show1("sori1neu.png", "Sori", "maids", "So... the dolls seems kinda cute. I guess.")>>\ Her breathing becomes heavier, her thighs rubbing against each other nervously as she tries to look away but with no success. <<print dialog.Show1("sori1neu.png", "Sori", "maids", "I-I-I am sorry. $firstname. I need to go. Have fun with your doll.")>>\ She manages to look away at last. With a shaky breath, she turns around and makes her way back to the private chambers. She wants to look back but fights against the urge. The doll in your hands seems to be vibrating now. Your chin is lifted against your will, head tilting towards Sori’s room. You feel as if your movements were guided by the strings of a puppet master. Something pulls you towards her chamber... something you cannot fight against. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Enter her room' 'SoriDoll2'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

You move quietly towards the door, making sure no one sees you before you enter. <img class="center" src='media/environment/soriroom.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(238)"/> You are welcomed by a bright and colourful room. The interior design reflects Sori’s bubbly and bright personality. The nagging feeling of the doll in your hand pulls you back into reality. <b class="protagonist">I need to leave it here. For her to find.</b> You don't know where this thought is coming from. All you know is that you cannot fight against it – It feels like a severe itch. You find a chair to your right. This seems like a good spot, you think. The doll feels warm. You walk over and place the doll carefully on the chair. The decision feels right, and the itch turns weaker. <b class="protagonist">I should leave before Sori or someone else catches me here.</b> You quickly sneak out of the room and try to leave the door half-opened, exactly as you found it. What now? You wish to leave but you find yourself unable to do so. Curiosity is way stronger than your willpower. Maybe you should observe Sori’s encounter with the doll... <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Wait' 'LDoll1'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $j == 1>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "I thought so much. Seems like I am not the only one mingling with Group L lately.")>> She pauses briefly and looks at you. <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "Yeah, it’s kind of obvious, right? //-she looks down her latex suit-// Let’s say that Mistress Sinclaire doesn’t seem to be able or doesn’t want to help me. So, I will look elsewhere for help.")>> Commotion outside in the hallway catches your attention. You look at the door but soon the noises die down. <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "You caused quite some trouble here. We need to get out of here before Sinclaire finds you. I bet she suspects you already. I’ll come to your room after nightfall. We will leave this place, ok?")>> You nod and embrace her, seeking comfort in her hug. Her arms briefly squeeze you but then she pulls away. <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "Alright, I will see you around. Try not to attract too much attention!")>> <<set $moiraL = 1>>\ <<else>>\ Moira gives you a slightly disappointed gaze. Something tells you she isn’t believing your words... <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "Very well. But please just take care of you. I doubt that whoever did this will be handled nicely around here.")>> You nod and try to hide the fear in your eyes as you promise her to be careful. Without another word, you turn around and make your way back. <<set $moiraL = 2>>\ <</if>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Leave' 'HandlerIn'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

You are lying in your bed, eyes open wide. Every time you hear steps outside your room, your body freezes in fear of Mistress Sinclaire. The thought of her bursting through your door makes your blood turn to ice. You probably wouldn’t live to see the morning. ''KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK'' The knocks on your door turn your legs numb from shock. You sit up on the bed, staring at the door with wide and frightened eyes. Once you regain some strength, you slowly approach the door and press your ear against it. You hear a faint whisper. <<print dialog.Show1("anonfem.png", "???", "girls", "$firstname. //-a female voice whispers-// It’s me, Moira. Open up.")>>\ You breathe a sigh of relief as you open the door and let Moira in. <img class="center" src='media/npc/moira/moiralatex2.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(148)"/> <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "I hope you’re ready to go. Sinclaire and her dogs are roaming around the hotel looking for someone. She is livid.")>> <<if $gagged>>\ You start to mumble in your gag before realizing that she can't understand you that way. You remove the gag. Silly you... <<script>>setup.GagTheGirl("")<</script>>\ <</if>>\ <b class="protagonist">"So... what’s the plan?"</b> You ask, nervously switching your gaze between her and the corridor. <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "I made contact with someone who can help us. We will meet her in the hotel. Follow me.")>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Leave' 'MoiraSori3'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

The adrenaline courses through your body as you follow Moira through the dark corridors of Group M. You stop briefly each time you hear footsteps. Most of the time is just a maid coming home from duty and seldom there are strange, intimidating men patrolling the hallways. With Moira’s help, you manage to remain unseen. As you finally enter the area of the hotel, your body relaxes. Her hand wraps around yours, guiding you with quick but graceful steps. <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "Alright, I think the most difficult part is done. Come on, we have to keep moving.")>> She is cautious but calm, peeking around every corner before making the step. Better safe than sorry, she would whisper and smile. After what seemed to be an eternity of sneaking and taking elevators, you suddenly stop. <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "I think we arrived. This seems like the right place.")>> Moira’s eyes shift around the hallway. Every flickering light and faintest sound signified potential danger. You wait for a while until you hear it; a squeaking and moaning emerging from the end of the corridor to your right. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Turn around' 'MoiraSori4'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(239)"><source src='media/l/bs1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Speechless, you both stare at the latex-encased woman who approaches you on all fours. She is heavily restrained, capable of moving only on her knees and elbows. <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "What the...")>> Moira seems to be just as shocked as you. She grabs your hand and you two slowly back up. Just as you turn around to leave, you are met with a familiar face. <<print dialog.Show1("nat1happy.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "Helloooo, ladies!")>>\ Natasha walks towards you with a giggle. <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "Who are you?")>> Moira steps in front of you protectively, her expression fearless and posture tall. Natasha stops with her hands clasped behind her back, her expression turning from friendly to cold. <<print dialog.Show1("nat1neu.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "You don’t know me, huh? Well, you will know me soon enough, maid. All you need to know for now is that I am responsible for $firstname now. Thank you for bringing her, I guess. She is coming with me now. Since your former contact – she points at the crawling girl – is occupied, you will also answer to me from now on.")>>\ As Moira is about to say something, Natasha silences her with a swift gesture. <<print dialog.Show1("nat1happy.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "Go back to your quarter, maid. Stay low and wait for my contact. Don’t worry – your deal is still on. Understood?")>>\ Moira looks at you for a second. She then nods submissively. Her hand gives yours a brief squeeze before departing. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next' 'MoiraSori5'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<print dialog.Show1("nat1happy.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "My lovely $firstname... I am so proud of you! You did an outstanding job. You did everything we hoped for and you are one big step closer to your destiny. ")>>\ Once again returning to her childish demeanour, Natasha grabs your hands and laughs, swaying them from side to side. She seems to be very happy, unlike you. You are far too overwhelmed by the situation, mostly due to Moira’s leaving. You look back to the bound girl with a concerned expression. <<print dialog.Show1("nat1content.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "Don’t worry about her! She did her job. Well, not perfectly as it seems but still. We all have a role to play! Now come, I will bring you to your new home.")>>\ Once again you make your way through the labyrinthian, everchanging floors. Natasha’s pace is very fast, she is almost running. If you weren’t holding her hand, you would lose sight of her very fast. Half an hour later, you arrive at the destination. Your path is blocked by two female guards completely clad in latex, the eery sight causing you to take a step back despite Natasha’s pull. <img class="center" src='media/events/latex_twins.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(65)"/> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next' 'MoiraSori6'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<print dialog.Show1("nat1content.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "Hey, girls! This is $firstname. From now on you can let her through. Trust me.")>>\ <img class="center" src='media/events/latex_twins2.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(65)"/> The twins, or clones, look at each other without saying a word. Creepily enough, they seem to be communicating with each other even though you can’t hear any sound. A moment of discussion later, they both step back and offer you entrance. Natasha skips towards the door, opening it with a strong push. You follow carefully, pulling your arms closer to yourself as you pass the intimidating guards. <<print dialog.Show1("nat1happy.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "You don’t have to be afraid of them! They won’t do harm to any of us. They’re guards, you know? Even before this, they used to be inseparable sisters and now they are together forever! Isn’t that sweet.")>>\ You step inside, unable to pay much attention to her words as you curiously take a look around yourself. <<print dialog.Show1("nat1happy.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "Welcome! Welcome! Do you like your new home?")>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Enter' 'LEntry1'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

The first thing you notice is the intense red colour bathing every inch of the large room. The interior resembles a fancy night club, with expensive furniture and exciting atmosphere. <img class="center" src='media/environment/lfoyer.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(240)"/> The air feels heavy and a scent of rubber persists. As you accommodate your vision to the light, you begin to notice the people sitting at the tables. Most of them are clad in latex, the red light making it difficult to discern them from the surrounding environment. <<print dialog.Show1("nat1happy.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "Lovely, isn’t it? You will get used to it soon, $firstname! Now come with me, I will show you your new room!")>>\ She takes your hand once again, dragging you through the rows of sofas, stools and tables to the corridor on the other end of the bar. There are rows of doors to your left side and it doesn’t take much longer until you stop in front of one. Natasha turns to look at you, giving you an excited look. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Enter' 'LEntry2'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

Inside your new room, you are welcomed by bright and shiny colours. Everything seems so rubbery – the walls, the sofa and even the bed. You tread over the bouncy material gently, your fingers squeaking as you curiously touch every object you come across. <img class="center" src='media/l/room.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(212)"/> You look at Natasha, somewhat worried. <<print dialog.Show1("nat1neu.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "Don’t fret! You’ll love it here, I’m sure. For now, I suggest you go to bed and take a rest. It was an exciting night and tomorrow will be even more exciting! Oh! And by the way: I suggest also you sleep naked. It can get pretty hot with the latex sheets clutching to your skin. Bye bye.")>>\ Natasha blows you one last kiss before leaving the room with a tune on her lips. In shock, you realize that the door got locked as she closed it. You rush to open it, but it won’t budge. <b class="protagonist">"Natasha! Hey!"</b> You knock against the door, but no one answers. With a big sigh, you walk back to your new sleeping place. The silence feels intimidating. You pace around a bit, trying to calm yourself down before deciding to follow Natasha’s advice and completely undress yourself. As you sink down into the rubbery mattress, you feel your eyelids turns heavy from exhaustion. What a long, unbelievable day... <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Sleep' 'LEntry3'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

You find yourself in your bathroom. It’s very dark. Your memory is foggy, and you have a hard time sorting your thoughts about what happened. You tumble around, a vertigo swaying you off your feet each time you would try to stand up. You clutch to the edge of the sink and slowly get up on your feet, meeting your face in the mirror. <img class="center" src='media/l/dr1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(241)"/> You gasp in shock as you see your reflection. Instead of a young woman, there is a latex-clad doll staring back at you. Your panicked hands clutch your cheeks, your vision darkening. Everywhere you touch, there is only rubber. Your body squeaks at the slightest movement. <img class="center" src='media/l/dr2.jpg'/> Each breath is more difficult than the last one and your mouth seems to be filled with latex too. You trip and fall. But instead of hitting the floor, you keep falling and falling and falling... <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next' 'LEntry4'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

As you fall into the darkness, you begin to see images flickering before your eyes. They were distant and slow at first, turning more ravish and intense with each second passing. You can’t see them clearly, they are now flashing before your eyes. The moment feels like an eternity. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(242)"><source src='media/l/dr3.webm' type="video/webm"></video> As sudden as the flash of an image, you feel your body again. The sudden sensation feels like an impact and you jerk up, gasping loudly for air. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onc><source src='media/events/sleep/rl/wakeup.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Reality begins to form again in front of your eyes. Checking your hands and body, you see that there is nothing but your feminine body, bare and warm. <b class="protagonist">"Fucking hell... these dreams feel so real."</b> You sigh as your bury your face into your hands. The sound of an unlocking door makes you jump once again. Instead of Natasha, however, an unfamiliar person stands in front of you. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next' 'LEntry5'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

You meet the piercing eyes of a woman clad in latex. Her full lips form a small smile before she steps in, minding little that you are still in bed. <img class="center" src='media/l/lucy1.jpg'/> <<print dialog.Show1("anonfem.png", "???", "girls", "Good morning, $firstname. Please follow me.")>>\ The hooded woman wears a trench coat and her voice leaves no room for disobedience. You get up, still sleepy but, before you can even stretch, she already has you by your arm, dragging you out of the room. <b class="protagonist">"W- wait! My stuff!"</b> <<print dialog.Show1("anonfem.png", "???", "girls", "You won’t need it at the moment.")>>\ Even if you wanted, you couldn’t resist her grip. She is much stronger than you, your fragile frame unable to free itself out of the clutch. She pulls you through the crimson halls of Group L, saying no word to you. The silence is unbearable but what’s even worse are the dozens of eyes on your naked body. She takes you into a room where you see another naked girl. Someone you already know. <b class="protagonist">"M-Moira?"</b> Moira turns around, her smile unable to hide the shame in her eyes. Her arms are chained up to the ceiling, putting her in a really helpless situation. The woman brings you directly beside her, lifting your arms to the cuffs above your head. The lock clicks around your wrists – now you are chained just as she is. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next' 'LEntry6'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

As you are helplessly standing beside the maid, the woman disappears behind the corner. <b class="protagonist">"Moira! What are you doing here?"</b> <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "Seems like we both are ina bit of a predicament, hm? //- she chuckles - // But I think we are alright. Seems as if we are going to get our new collars now...")>> Your eyes fall to her bare neck, surprised that there is no collar. <<print dialog.Show1("anonfem.png", "???", "girls", "Enough talking, ladies. You are not here for chatter.")>>\ The woman in the trench coat has returned. <img class="center" src='media/l/luc1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(243)"/> The suit she is wearing gives a great view on her huge breasts. Her features are doll-like, with a small waist and round hips. However, your attention is now on the huge black strap-on hanging between her legs. A feeling of unease overcomes you. <<print dialog.Show1("anonfem.png", "???", "girls", "I must say you both look very pretty. //- she brushes some hair out of your face -// Let’s get rid of this awful collar first, though. Please hold still, $firstname.")>>\ She pulls out a strange pocket device, resembling some kind of a futuristic knife. A brief zap later, the collar falls to the floor and is crushed by the heel of her shoe. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next' 'LEntry7'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<print dialog.Show1("anonfem.png", "???", "girls", "Please, turn around. Mhhm. Look at those beautiful bodies. Such soft, smooth skin. You two will make a great addition to our Group.")>>\ <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(243)"><source src='media/l/luc2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Wide eyed, you turn to Moira, hoping for an explanation. She looks away from you, sighing. <b class="maids">"We'll talk later."</b> The woman returns shortly after, with two ring-like objects in her hand. <<print dialog.Show1("anonfem.png", "???", "girls", "Chins up, ladies.")>>\ Moira was the first one. With a lustful gaze, the woman brushed the hair off the ex-maid’s face. It all happened fast, without any ceremonial atmosphere. The collar clicked tightly around Moira’s neck and she never looked away from the hooded woman’s eye. The piece of accessory seems tight, one wouldn’t even be able to hook a finger around it. After Moira, it is your turn to be marked. <img class="center" src='media/items/choker_l.png' onclick="source.ShowSource(9998)"/> ''//Latex Choker has been added to your inventory!//'' <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next' 'LEntry8'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<print dialog.Show1("anonfem.png", "???", "girls", "Very nice... Oh, and don’t worry. We got rid of your old maid stuff already. Now, let’s move to more important things...")>>\ <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(243)"><source src='media/l/luc3.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You look across your shoulder and, to your horror, you spot two metallic buttplugs waiting in her hand. Your eyes meet with Moira – she seems to be just as concerned as you are. <<print dialog.Show1("anonfem.png", "???", "girls", "This will help you focus on your tasks. Also, //she// will be able to communicate with you. How, you think? You will find out soon enough.")>>\ <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(243)"><source src='media/l/luc4.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Without another word, she crouches before your butt and brings the plug into position. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Breath in deeply' 'LEntry9'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

To your relief, there is a thin coat of lube on the plug but your muscles remain clenched. You squirm a bit, trying your best not to complain about the weird sensation. She pushes the plug in slowly, inch after inch. You hide your red face behind your hair as you look down. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(243)"><source src='media/l/luc5.webm' type="video/webm"></video> A brief flash of last night’s images appear before your eyes and you almost flinch. You need to stay still... <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(243)"><source src='media/l/luc6.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Once it slips in completely, you groan at the sensation of fullness. It is a perfect fit, pressing on all the right spots. ''//Latex Choker has beend added to your inventory!//'' <<print dialog.Show1("anonfem.png", "???", "girls", "Now you, little maid.")>>\ She turns towards Moira with the second plug <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Watch Moira' 'LEntry10'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

The woman coats the plug with a bit of spit, grinning as she sees Moira quiver. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(243)"><source src='media/l/luc7.webm' type="video/webm"></video> The ex-maid seems to have more trouble containing herself. As the plug glides inside, she lets out a deep and heavy moan. She blushes, embarrassed at her own weakness. <<print dialog.Show1("anonfem.png", "???", "girls", "Someone got pretty wet from that. Hmm, you will fit perfectly here.")>>\ Moira grunts in disapproval but doesn’t seem to dare to speak up. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(243)"><source src='media/l/luc8.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <<print dialog.Show1("anonfem.png", "???", "girls", "In fact, both of you will fit in just nicely. Make sure to follow all orders given to you. We don’t ask for anything more than that. If you don’t, we may replace the plugs with something different... //- she smiles at her strapon -//")>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next' 'LEntry11'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<print dialog.Show1("anonfem.png", "???", "girls", "Oh, and don’t you dare to remove the plug. It has many uses, one of them being this.")>>\ A sudden vibration makes your whole body arch in pleasure. The plugs start vibrating heavily, making your knees buckle. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(243)"><source src='media/l/luc9.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Moira has the same problem. Both of you hang from the chains, quivering with pleasure as you try your best to stifle the moans. Just before you reach the point of orgasm, the vibrations cease. Both Moira and you are panting, exhausted from the torture. <<print dialog.Show1("anonfem.png", "???", "girls", "Very well. The day’s not over yet for you two. There will be one more thing. Both of you will go through the transformation. There are not many rules except that you have to follow your own instincts. Do what comes naturally to you.")>>\ She frees Moira and escorts her to the door. <<print dialog.Show1("anonfem.png", "???", "girls", "Wait here, $firstname. I'll come get you later.")>>\ You are now left alone, a cool breeze giving you goose bumps. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next' 'LEntry12'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

Your arms slowly begin to ache and the only sensation overpowering it is the pleasure from the buttplug. You try to remove the chains but to no avail – it seems like you will have to wait until the hooded lady is back. You wait... And wait... And wait... An hour must have passed before the door opens again. <<print dialog.Show1("anonfem.png", "???", "girls", "Now it's your turn, $firstname.")>>\ The woman returned alone. She unshackles the chains and guides you out of the room. You pass several corridors, your arms feeling like jelly from all the time they spent chained up. After a while you reach a big room that looks similar to all the normal rooms in the hotel. Moira sits in a full latex maid outfit akin to the one you already have seen her in. The woman leads you to a couch and sits you down. Moira kneels beside, like some obedient lap dog. <<print dialog.Show1("anonfem.png", "???", "girls", "Moira, you know what to do. Good luck, $firstname.")>>\ She smiles and leaves the room, locking the door behind her. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next' 'LCSuit1'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<script>>setup.InventoryAddWithID (49)<</script>>\ <<script>>setup.InventoryAddWithID (50)<</script>>\ <<script>>setup.RemoveFromInventory (32)<</script>>\ <<script>>setup.RemoveFromInventory (4)<</script>>\ <<script>>setup.RemoveFromInventory (5)<</script>>\ <<script>>setup.GetNaked ()<</script>>\ <<set $group='L'>>\ <<set $home = 'LHub'>>\ <<set $blockInventory = 0>>\ <<set $RoomArray.delete ("maidEvents")>>\ <<set $RoomArray.delete ("eventTwins")>>\ <<set $RoomArray.push ("latexEvents")>>\ <<set $RoomArray.push ("SoriL1")>>\ <<unset $moiraL>>\ <<goto 'LStoryEnd'>>

<<set $porn = random (1,2)>>\ <<if $porn == 1>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("anonmale.png", "Guard", "", "Hey! You, there! Wait. Identify yourself.")>>\ You freeze in the middle of the hallway as a manly voice calls from behind. <img class="center" src='media/npc/guard2.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(247)"/> A bulky guard looks at you. He is clad in a latex uniform. His eyes wander towards your choker. <<print dialog.Show1("anonmale.png", "Guard", "", "Group L? Oh you. You people are the worst, you know? Always making trouble. Especially for us. Our lives would be much easier here without you.")>>\ The man goes on a rant about how much he dislikes Group L. He doesn’t seem to be having any agenda besides insulting you and your group. You consider just leaving him there by himself but then a whisper emerges in your head. It’s not understandable but something draws your eyes on a spot on the floor before you. It’s a rectangular shape which glows, almost invisible to the eye. Something tells you not to step in… but maybe you could lure him there?” <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Just leave' 'HandlerIn'>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Lure him' 'latexEvents2'>><</button>></p> <<elseif $porn == 2>>\ A sudden shiver runs through your body as the buttplug in your ass starts to vibrate. Your knees become weak and you drop to the ground. Your pussy spasms, juices dripping on the floor. Incoherent whispers ravage your mind again Before you can find a clear thought, you plunge your fingers deep inside your pussy. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(248)"><source src='media/l/lmast1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You mindlessly finger yourself for several minutes before the fog in your head disappears. You finally regain control over your senses. You are still unbelievably horny and weak but at least the whispers disappeared. You stand up only to realize you left a big, wet spot on the floor. Better leave quickly before you lose control again. <<set $lust = 100>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Leave' 'HandlerIn'>><</button>></p> <</if>>\ <div id="sources"></div>

You wake up in the middle of the night by an odd sound. Only as you get to your senses you realize the sound is actually coming from the door – someone is knocking. At first you try not to move, hoping that whoever it is will just go away. But the knocking doesn’t stop. You slowly stand up and move to the door. You open it. <img class="center" src='media/npc/maid3.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(244)"/> A shy looking maid stands in front of you. You’ve never seen her before. <<print dialog.Show1("anonfem.png", "Shy maid", "maids", "H- Hi! You are, $firstname, right? Yeah, I was told to bring you to Mistress Sinclaire. I really don't know why but lately people are kind of crazy here. So please follow me.")>>\ She looks like she was just called out of her bed, with dishevelled hair and sleepy eyes. Your heart races. Has Mistress Sinclaire found out about you? Will you go now towards your end? Either way it seems that you have no chance but to follow her. If she is truly searching for you, then there must be guards swarming the corridors too. You quickly gather your stuff and follow her outside. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Go with her' 'LAlone2'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

You navigate through the dark hallways of Group M. The peaceful silence makes you jealous of all the maids who are now sleeping without a worry. <b class="protagonist">"D-do you know why Mistress Sinclaire wants to see me?"</b> You break the silence in hope of receiving an answer that calms you down. <<print dialog.Show1("anonfem.png", "Shy maid", "maids", "I really don't know. //- she yawns -// Just got a message from the assistant, I guess it is, from Mistress Sinclaire. He said I should get you and bring you to her. So here we are.")>>\ You walk behind her in silence and deep thought, speculations arising in your mind. You are surprised as you are guided outside of the halls of Group M. Why would Mistress Sinclaire meet you outside of her domain. <b class="protagonist">"Where are we exactly going?"</b> <<print dialog.Show1("anonfem.png", "Shy maid", "maids", "Yeah, the message said we meet on a specific floor. Not here. Just following orders.")>>\ This is turning more and more strange. You walk through the hallways, worry after worry taking place in your mind. At last, you two stop. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next' 'LAlone3'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<print dialog.Show1("anonfem.png", "Shy maid", "maids", "This is where we should meet her.")>>\ However, no one is around. The maid is looking from side to side, evidently impatient. You have a feeling she is getting nervous as well. A cold wind makes you both shiver. And then, your eyes widen as you see a person appear seemingly out of nowhere behind the maid. It happened so fast, you couldn’t even react. The person pulls up the maid’s hair violently and places a latex mask over their head. Overwhelmed by the quickness of it all, the poor girl can’t even scream. The mask fits over her head like second skin. With a click, a lock on the nape of her neck shuts. <img class="center" src='media/l/dr4.jpg'/> The maid tries to remove it but to no avail. She can’t even get a hold of it. The attacker reveals herself grinning. <<print dialog.Show1("nat1happy.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "Thank you very much for your service. //- she pushes the staggering maid playfully -// Most of you maids are so naïve. Now, try to find your way back.")>>\ The maid whimpers and bumps from one wall into the next while trying to get the mask off. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next' 'LAlone4'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<print dialog.Show1("nat1neu.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "How's it going, $fistname? You did a great job with that other maid, what was her name? Sori?")>>\ She winks and giggles. <b class="protagonist">"You tricked the maid into bringing me here?"</b> <<print dialog.Show1("nat1content.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "Exactly! Though this was plan B. We have another maid that wants to join us. We hoped you two would work together but it looks like that didn’t work out")>>\ She takes your hands. <<print dialog.Show1("nat1happy.png", "Natasha", "natasha", "Now come with me. It’s time to see your new home!")>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Go along' 'LAlone5'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

Again in this night you make your way to the labyrinth of everchaning floors. Natasha has quite the walking speed and if she wouldn't hold your hand you wouldn't be able to hold up with her. You then arrive at the destination. Natasha holds in front of a door that seems to be guarded by two females completly clad in latex. <img class="center" src='media/events/latex_twins.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(65)"/> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next' 'MoiraSori6'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $porn == 1>>\ You grin and smack your ass giving him a slutty look. His face turns red from anger as he stamps towards you. <<print dialog.Show1("anonmale.png", "Guard", "", "You little brat! Do you really think I’m that naïve? I’m gonna sh-...")>>\ As his foot steps on the glowing spot on the floor, his legs fly upwards and he lands on his back. The floor beside him opens and a latex cover shoots over his body. It fixes him against the floor, leaving no chance of escaping. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(246)"><source src='media/l/vacman1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You have to chuckle as you watch the big, bulky man helplessly squirm beneath the tight latex. Once again, you feel as if there are whispers in your head. You can’t tell what they say but they seem satisfied. ''//You earned 1 SP//'' <<set $SP += 1 >>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Leave him' 'HandlerIn'>><</button>></p> <<elseif $porn == 2>>\ <<elseif $porn == 3>>\ <</if>>\ <div id="sources"></div>

<<set _r = random (1,8)>>\ <<switch _r>>\ <<case 1>>\ <img class="center" src='media/l/mem1.jpg' /> Two ladies in expensive-looking latex dresses chatter and laugh. They seem to be tipsy, their faces flushed with warmth. As you walk past them, they stop for a moment and look at you before giggling again. I wonder what they're laughing about... <<case 2>>\ You decide to briefly sit down somewhere and relax before continuing. Due to the bad lighting, you can't see the seat beneath you well. As you sit down, you shriek as the chair suddenly moves and squirms beneath you. You jump up and take a closer look at the piece of furniture. <img class="center" src='media/l/mem2.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(249)"/> A latex clad girl is tied up to function as a chair. Her muffled sounds are a mix of pleasure and pain. <<case 3>>\ <b class="girls">"Hey, new girl! Can you hold her for a second while I get something to drink?"</b> An unknown woman just walks up to you and puts something in your hand, leaving before you can even react. You look down at the object in your fist. <img class="center" src='media/l/mem3.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(250)"/> You eyes widen as you see the leash in your hand with the pretty girl on the other end waiting on all fours. She doesn't seem to be minding her predicament. In fact, judging from her flirty grin, it seems like she is having a nice time. Before you decide what to do, the stranger returns and takes the leash again. <b class="girls">"Thanks, love."</b> <<case 4>>\ <img class="center" src='media/l/mem4.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(251)"/> As you walk though the foyer, you feel many gazes lingering on you. You sincerely hope they are just staring because you are the new girl... Maybe you are just paranoid. <<case 5>>\ <img class="center" src='media/l/mem5.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(252)"/> As you walk though the foyer, you feel many gazes lingering on you. You sincerely hope they are just staring because you are the new girl... Maybe you are just paranoid. <<case 6>>\ <img class="center" src='media/l/mem6.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(253)"/> As you walk though the foyer, you feel many gazes lingering on you. You sincerely hope they are just staring because you are the new girl... Maybe you are just paranoid. <<case 7>>\ <img class="center" src='media/l/mem7.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(9997)"/> As you walk though the foyer, you feel many gazes lingering on you. You sincerely hope they are just staring because you are the new girl... Maybe you are just paranoid. <<case 8>>\ <img class="center" src='media/l/mem8.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(254)"/> As you walk though the foyer, you feel many gazes lingering on you. You sincerely hope they are just staring because you are the new girl... Maybe you are just paranoid. <</switch>>\

<<set $eject = 1>> <<set $showInventory = true>> <<goto $home>>

You turn around a bit so Sori can't see at what you are looking. In your hand is the strange doll that Natasha gave you. <img class="center" src='media/items/doll.png' onclick="source.ShowSource(193)"/> Something calls you. It's the same voice you heard before throwing the ball at the girl in the hallway. You assume a similar fate would come onto Sori. Whatever will happen to her your membership in Group M will surely be over too. If not even worse when they catch you... However this voice so alluring. Should I give it to her? <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Give it to her' 'SoriDoll'>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Resist and leave' $home>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<table class="inventory"> <tr> <td colspan="4" style="text-align:center"><b class="title1">Drinks</b></td> </tr> <tr class="inventory"> <td> <img class="center" src='media/environment/cola1.jpg' width="100" height="100" onclick="source.ShowSource(256)"/> </td> <td> Cola </td> <td> 1 SP </td> <td> <<if $SP >= 1>> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Order' 'Cola1'>><</button>></p> <<else>>\ //<b class="na">Order (not enough SP)</b>// <</if>>\ </td> </tr> <tr class="inventory"> <td> <img class="center" src='media/environment/wine1.jpg' width="100" height="100" onclick="source.ShowSource(257)"/> </td> <td> Glass red wine </td> <td> 2 SP </td> <td> <<if $SP >= 2>> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Order' 'Wine1'>><</button>></p> <<else>>\ //<b class="na">Order (not enough SP)</b>// <</if>>\ </td> </tr> <tr class="inventory"> <td> <img class="center" src='media/environment/wine2.jpg' width="100" height="100" onclick="source.ShowSource(256)"/> </td> <td> Bottle of red wine </td> <td> 10 SP </td> <td> <<if $SP >= 10>> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Order' 'BWine1'>><</button>></p> <<else>>\ //<b class="na">Order (not enough SP)</b>// <</if>>\ </td> </tr> <tr class="inventory"> <td> <img class="center" src='media/environment/cocktail1.jpg' width="100" height="100" onclick="source.ShowSource(259)"/> </td> <td> Surprise me </td> <td> 5 SP </td> <td> <<if $SP >= 5>> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Order' 'Cocktail1'>><</button>></p> <<else>>\ //<b class="na">Order (not enough SP)</b>// <</if>>\ </td> </tr> </table> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Nothing, thanks' 'LoungeMAIN'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<switch $lila>> <<case 1>> <<goto 'LoungeFirstProceed'>> <<case 2>> <<goto 'LilaVisit2'>> <</switch>>

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A conservatory? You would never expect to find a conservatory in a place as this one but now you are standing in front of a large class door. As you look through it, you see a vast array of odd flowers and plants. The glass walls reveal a blue sky and forest beyond your reach. You slowly open the door and step in. <b class="protagonist">"Miss-... Dr. Sterra?"</b> No answer. The place is huge, with garden hoses on the ground causing you to trip and almost fall down several times. You explore the odd place with awe in your eyes. You would never be able to name a single plant you stumble upon here. As you briefly stop before a curious, pink flower unfolding in the sunlight, you feel something crawl up your leg. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'Lily2'>><</button>></p> <<set $TaskArray.delete ('[[Go to the conservatory.|Lily1]]')>>\ <<set $lilyevent = $days + 1>>\ <div id="sources"></div>

Returning to the quarters late at night, you didn’t expect to see so many girls up at this hour. There were dozens of them at the lounge, partying, listening to music and having fun. Short nightdresses and panties wherever you look, you can’t help but find the sight very alluring. As you make your way to your room, an unfamiliar girl calls you. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(267)"><source src='media/bottle/party1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="girls">"Hey! $firstname!"</b> She sits in a circle of other girls, one more breathtaking than the other. There’s a bottle in the center. <b class="girls">"Wanna play with us?"</b> <<if $gagged>>\ You start to mumble in your gag before realizing that they can't understand you that way. You remove the gag. Silly you... <<script>>setup.GagTheGirl("")<</script>>\ <</if>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Accept' 'BottleMChoice'>><<set $j = 1>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Decline' 'BottleMChoice'>><<set $j = 0>><</button>> </p> <div id="sources"></div> <<set $blockInventory = 1>>

<<if $j == 0>>\ <b class="protagonist">"Sorry! I’m really tired, I think I should head to bed..."</b> You decline to their great disappointment, turning around and making your way back to the bedroom. Partying was never your strength anyway. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' $home>><</button>></p> <<else>>\ <b class="protagonist">"Sure thing!"</b> You happily take a seat between two beauties and excitedly rub your hands together. <b class="protagonist">"So, spin the bottle, right?"</b> <b class="girls">"Yeah! We were just getting started!"</b> The girl extends her hand to you. <b class="girls">"I'm Ember, by the way. And these are Jenna, Lina, Alyona, Simone, and Rina."</b> <b class="protagonist">"Nice to meet you! I'm $firstname."</b> Sadly, you already forgot all of their names, save for Ember whose intense gaze resembled the very thing she was named after. Their smiles and giggles lift your mood and the tiredness you felt before isn’t so pressing anymore. <b class="ember">"Let's start!"</b> Ember grabs the bottle, giving it a hefty spin. The girls joke and playfully push each other before the bottle's neck as it slows down, landing before one of the girls. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(268)"><source src='media/bottle/spin1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="ember">"Jenna!"</b> Ember grins at the somewhat shy girl. <<linkappend 'Truth or dare?'>> <b class="jenna">"Truth, of course!"</b> She takes a sip of her wine glass, watching Ember ponder about a question. <b class="ember">"What's the biggest number of cocks you've taken at once?"</b> Everyone bursts into laughter as Jenna’s grin widens. <b class="jenna">"I need to think about that one."</b> She grazes her tongue over her lower lip as the memory resurfaces. <b class="jenna">"If I remember correctly, ten."</b> <b class="ember">"Ten? That’s anatomically impossible... unfortunately!"</b> Ember crosses her arms. <b class="jenna">"Well, you need to define ‚at once‘ better! I had ten guys fuck me on the table of the Mistresses office. They were switching up all time time, fucking every hole I had available."</b> <b class="ember">"Shit!"</b> Ember laughed along with the others. <b class="ember">"How did you handle that?"</b> <b class="jenna">"Well, I called for the guards to join in too!"</b> Now, the laughter really erupted. Some girls fell back, holding on to their stomachs as they couldn’t stop giggling and shrieking. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(271)"><source src='media/bottle/laugh1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You widen your eyes in disbelief. <b class="protagonist">"So, it was actually twelve guys or...?"</b> <b class="jenna">"No, no."</b> Jenna shakes her head. <b class="jenna">"They weren’t allowed to join in. They could only watch. I swear, I was sore for the next two days."</b> <b class="ember">"Very nice!"</b> Ember hands her the bottle. <b class="ember">"I think I speak for all of us when I say you’re an inspiration."</b> Jenna takes the bottle with a wide smile, <b class="jenna">"Thanks!"</b> She spins the bottle gently, the group turning silent as they intently watch it land on Alyona. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Next' 'BottleMY2'>><</button>></p> <</linkappend>> <</if>>\ <div id="sources"></div>

<video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(269)"><source src='media/bottle/spin2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="jenna">"It finally lands on you too!"</b> Jenna exclaims. <b class="jenna">"Truth or dare, girl?"</b> <b class="alyona">"Dare, of course!"</b> She makes a dramatic flip with her hair, feigning arrogance. <b class="alyona">"And better make it fun!"</b> <b class="jenna">"Yeah, of course! Everything is too tame for Alyona."</b> Jenna comments quietly, finger trailing over the bottle neck as she tries tot hink of a good dare. <b class="jenna">"Ok, here’s what you’re gonna do: climb onto the table, get everyone’s attention and hold a speech about your most embarrassing moment at the hotel." </b> <b class="alyona">"You slut!"</b> Alyona opens her mouth in a wide grin. <b class="alyona">"You always love to humiliate me! But fine! Good thing I love to humiliate myself!"</b> She kicks off her pink slippers as she stands up and makes her way to the table. <b class="alyona">"Music off please, I have an important announcement to make!"</b> Someone turns down the music and the numerous girls turn their attention to the table <<linkappend 'on which Alyona was now proudly standing.'>> <b class="alyona">"So, the announcement I have to make is... when I first came to the hotel, I was a pretty innocent girl."</b> She shrugs. <b class="alyona">"I never even had a cock in my mouth, let alone in my pussy!"</b> The girls give her a joking applause as they cheer her on to continue. <b class="alyona">"So there I was, kneeling before this two meters tall dude! His cock aa long as my forearm. ‚How about..."</b> She bends over, laughing so hard that she can’t finish the sentence. A few moments later, she finally catches her breath and continues. <b class="alyona">"...how about you blow me a bit‘ he says. And me, being the smart girl I am, give him the most confused look and…. and start to literally blow onto his dick!"</b> <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(272)"><source src='media/bottle/laugh2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> At this point, everyone is howling with laughter. Even Alyona can’t stop her tears from flowing down her cheeks by how hard she is laughing. <b class="alyona">"I don’t know what was wrong with me back then! I guess I was a really sheltered 18 year old at that point! I don’t know! Or just nervous?"</b> Followed by laughter and applause, she climbs off the table and takes Jenna’s bottle. <b class="alyona">"There you go, Jenna! I hope you’re happy."</b> She chuckles. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'BottleMY3'>><</button>></p> <</linkappend>> <<set $blockInventory = true>>\ <div id="sources"></div>

As the bottle spins again, you spot a few girls in the background still laughing and repeating Alyona’s story. It looks like everyone here has a joyful and giggly nature, not that you mind. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(269)"><source src='media/bottle/spin3.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="girls">"$firstname!"</b> The girls clap and cheer as they watch your surprised face. All the attention kind of feels really good... <b class="alyona">"So, what will it be, bitch?"</b> Alyona gives you a provocative look. <b class="alyona">"Truth or dare?"</b> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Truth' 'BottleMYT'>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Dare' 'BottleMYD'>><</button>> </p> <div id="sources"></div>

<b class="alyona">"Awwww truth? Okay then!"</b> Alyona looks up to the ceiling, thinking of what to ask you. <b class="alyona">"Truth, is I don’t really know you at all but I also don’t wanna ask you stuff like ‚what’s your favourite color‘ or ‚do you like bondage?‘ you feel me? Hm..."</b> As she continues to consider what to ask you, one of the other girls seems to have gotten an idea. She crawls over to Alyona, whispering the question into her ear. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(273)"><source src='media/bottle/bitinglip1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="alyona">"Yeah, that’s a good one!"</b> She agrees, returning her attention to you. <b class="alyona">"$firstname, whose pussy would you like to lick the most? You gotta choose one us."</b> She repeats all the names again, making sure you remember everyone. <table width="100%"> <tr> <td> [img[media/bottle/alyona_av.jpg][BottleMYT2][$BottleGirl="Alyona"]] </td> <td> [img[media/bottle/lina_av.jpg][BottleMYT2][$BottleGirl="Lina"]] </td> <td> [img[media/bottle/jenna_av.jpg][BottleMYT2][$BottleGirl="Jenna"]] </td> <td> [img[media/bottle/ember_av.jpg][BottleMYT2][$BottleGirl="Ember"]] </td> <td> [img[media/bottle/rina_av.jpg][BottleMYT2][$BottleGirl="Rina"]] </td> <td> [img[media/bottle/simone_av.jpg][BottleMYT2][$BottleGirl="Simone"]] </td> </tr> <tr style="text-align:center"> <td> ''Alyona'' </td> <td> ''Lina'' </td> <td> ''Jenna'' </td> <td> ''Ember'' </td> <td> ''Rina'' </td> <td> ''Simone'' </td> </tr> </table> <div id="sources"></div>

<b class="protagonist">"$BottleGirl!"</b> You answer after a few moments of careful consideration. All the girls laugh, giving $BottleGirl an excited look and pat on the shoulder. <b class="alyona">"I knew it!"</b> $BottleGirl giggles, offering you a flirty look. <b class="alyona">"You just can’t resist me, can you?"</b> <<if $BottleGirl == "Rina">>\ <img class="center" src='media/bottle/rina1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(274)"/> <<elseif $BottleGirl == "Simone">>\ <img class="center" src='media/bottle/simone1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(275)"/> <<elseif $BottleGirl == "Ember">>\ <img class="center" src='media/bottle/ember1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(276)"/> <<elseif $BottleGirl == "Jenna">>\ <img class="center" src='media/bottle/jenna1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(277)"/> <<elseif $BottleGirl == "Lina">>\ <img class="center" src='media/bottle/lina1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(278)"/> <<elseif $BottleGirl == "Alyona">>\ <img class="center" src='media/bottle/alyona1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(279)"/> <</if>>\ <b class="protagonist">"Well, I must say it was a tough choice!"</b> You say to the other girls, laughing loud with them. <b class="girls">"No hard feelings! You had to pick someone."</b> They comfort you, giving you extra attention and kindness since you were the new girl. <b class="ember">"We appreciate honesty! Come on! Spin the bottle!"</b> Ember says pouring herself another glass of wine. <b class="protagonist">"Okay then!"</b> You move onto your knees and give the bottle a big spin. The girls clap in unison, cheering as the bottle lands on Rina. She places her hand over her mouth, a blush creeping up her cheeks. <b class="rina">"You don’t have to ask! I pick a dare!"</b> She moves to sit with her legs spread, upon which you notice she isn’t wearing anything beneath her silken nightdress.<b class="rina"> "And make it as nasty as possible!"</b> She winks. [[Ask the next girl who comes through the door to eat you out.|BottleMYT3][$j = 1]] [[Why don’t you perform one of your sex toys to us?|BottleMYT3][$j = 2]] [[You have to make Alyona cum... within five minutes.|BottleMYT3][$j = 3]] <div id="sources"></div>

/*\ Ask the next girl who comes through the door to eat you out */\ <<if $j == 1>>\ <b class="rina">"I love such challenges!"</b> Rina bites her lip, enjoying the attention and the excitement from the others. <b class="rina">"Watch me get laid, girls!"</b> She turns tot he door, still sitting down and waiting with a wide grin on her face. Sudden cheer and laughter erupts as a sexy, tall woman enters the room. She stops in confusion at the sudden cheer and applause. <b class="rina">"Alice!"</b> Rina shouts at her. <b class="rina">"Do you like wine?"</b> <b class="alice">"Yeah!"</b> She laughs. <b class="alice">"I kind of wanna get wasted!"</b> <b class="rina">"Good news!"</b> She grabs her half-full bottle of wine, spilling it over her thigh. The burgundy liquid seeps down to her crotch, dripping onto the silken pillow. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(280)"><source src='media/bottle/spreadinglegs1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="alice">"Oh, my god! You crazy slut!"</b> Alice runs over to her and drops onto her knees. <b class="alice">"You know how much I love red wine and pussy. Just ask Alyona!"</b> She grins at the said girl before returning her attention to Rina’s crotch. <b class="alice">"Can’t really resist a taste..."</b> She sinks onto the pillow, burying her face into Rina’s sopping wet crotch. The girls watch with amazement, <<linkappend'cheering Alice on and enjoying the sight.'>> <b class="rina">"Fuck, your tongue Alice!"</b> Rina gasps, leaning back onto the floor as she tilts her head back. Instead of a reply, Alice only buries her face further into her pussy, licking and circling her swollen clit. <b class="ember">"Fuck, now I’m horny too."</b> Ember tilts her head, jealously watching the girls have fun. <b class="ember">"Alice is famous for her tongue."</b> <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(281)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/lesb12.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="rina">"Oh, my god!"</b> Rina spreads her legs further apart, her eyes rolling back into her head. <b class="rina">"Fuck, fuck fuck…"</b> Her body starts to shake, her fingers digging into the floor as she tries to suppress her orgasm. But with no avail; she ends up moaning so loud, that every girl in the room turns around to eagerly watch her squirt onto Alice’s face. Tired, she collapses onto the floor with Alice smiling between her thighs. <b class="alyona">"Fuck! Guys, I gotta go."</b> Alyona stands up. <b class="alyona">"I’m calling it a night! I really need a vibrator..."</b> <b class="rina">"I’m too done to continue..."</b> Rina takes a deep breath. <b class="rina">"How about we call it a day? I still have some work to do in an hour. Fucking night shifts…"</b> Jenna pats your shoulder, biting her lip. <b class="jenna">"I hope that next time your bottle lands on me. But guess I gotta go now too... we’re out of wine." </b> <b class="protagonist">"Alright then!"</b> You slowly stand up, stretching your numb legs. <b class="protagonist">"It was really fun with you guys! Thanks for inviting me."</b> The girls give you a hearty goodbye as you go back to your room. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' $home>><</button>></p> <</linkappend>> /*\ Why don’t you perform one of your sex toys to us? */\ <<elseif $j == 2>>\ <b class="rina">"Hell yes!"</b> Rina seems more than eager to do so as she quickly stands up. <b class="rina">"Im gonna be back in a minute! I just gotta find it!"</b> Almost leaping, she hurries to the bedroom quarters only to return a moment later. <b class="rina">"Voila!"</b> She confidently presents a gray wand to which the girls roll their eyes. <b class="rina">"I know, I know! But you told me to perform one of the toys and this is my favourite!"</b> She pouts. <img class="center" src='media/bottle/hitachi1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(282)"/> <b class="ember">"Fair enough!"</b> Ember chuckles. <b class="ember">"Maybe you should show us how you use it? Every girl has their own technique..."</b> <b class="rina">"That’s part of the dare!"</b> Rina’s eyes light up in enthusiasm as she takes the silken pillow and places the wand onto it. <b class="rina">"Since I always love to ride something, I prefer putting it onto the pillow like this and then sitting on it."</b> She hitches up her dress, exposing her smooth crotch. <b class="rina">"Like this."</b> <b class="alyona">"And then you turn it on!"</b> Alyona suddenly reaches behind her, pressing the button to activate it. <b class="rina">"A-ah yeah!"</b> Rina moans as a low hum emits beneath her. <b class="rina">"And then I start to grind my pussy against the head of the wand. I’m already wet, fuck."</b> She continues to grind herself against the toy.<b class="rina"> "And that... that concludes my little presentation."</b> <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(283)"><source src='media/bottle/hitachi2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="alyona">"No, it fucking doesn’t!"</b> Alyona is already behind her, pressing Rina down by her shoulders as she tried to lift her hips from the wand. <b class="alyona">"We all wanna see how well your little toy performs."</b> Her voice is now much more stern, almost harsh. <b class="alyona">"Come on, Rina sweetheart. Keep grinding."</b> <b class="rina">"Fuck! Yes!"</b> Her movements are guided by Alyona’s hands, fucking the wand with her soaking wet pussy. <b class="alyona">"That’s a good girl!"</b> Alyona grins as her friend whimpers in pleasure. <b class="alyona">"You’re almost there."</b> <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(284)"><source src='media/bottle/hitachi3.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="rina">"I am... I am..."</b> Rina tilts her head back, lifting up her dress to massage her own breasts as she starts to grind harder and harder. The girls are watching with great interest, a few even blushing as Rina reaches her peak, wetness forming a puddle on the pillow. Her moans make even you wet, and now you start to wonder whether you should have been the one to help her out with the performance. <b class="alyona">"You were so fucking hot."</b> Alyona crouched down to meet her gaze. <b class="alyona">"You should definitely bring the wand sometime to my room. I’d love to have some fun with it too…"</b> <b class="rina">"S-sure…"</b> Rina’s blushing face turned to the floor.<b class="rina"> "Fuck… I gotta go change my dress."</b> <b class="ember">"Do that."</b> Ember took the last sip of her wine. <b class="ember">"I think I’m gonna go now, ladies. You made me far too hot and bothered!"</b> She winks at you before standing up to take her leave. <b class="protagonist">"Guess I will call it a day too, then."</b> You say as you realize the game was coming to its end. <b class="protagonist">"Have a great evening, girls! And thanks for inviting me."</b> Happy but also horny, you make your way back tot he bedroom. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' $home>><</button>></p> /*\ You have to make Alyona cum... within five minutes. */\ <<else>>\ <b class="protagonist">"You have to make Alyona cum… within 5 minutes!"</b> <b class="rina">"Easy!"</b> Rina confidently exclaims, motioning Alyona to come closer. <b class="alyona">"Oh, I won’t make it easy on you."</b> Alyona crawls over seductively and tugs down her panties. <b class="rina">"Yeah, psht. As if you’re known for your great endurance! Even a finger up your pussy makes you quiver in pleasure. Come here."</b> She guides her to lie down on her stomach, over her lap. <b class="alyona">"What are you gonna do? Spank me? Use your little toys?"</b> Alyona tries to provoke her. <b class="rina">"No! As said, you’re far too easy."</b> Rina sneaks her hand between Alyona’s thighs. <b class="jenna">"Should we use a timer? We should totally use a timer!"</b> Jenna quickly rushes out of the room only to return with a kitchen timer. <b class="jenna">"Three, two, one... go!"</b> Despite being confident in her abilities, Rina didn’t want to waste any time as she slid her finger gently into her friend’s pussy. <b class="rina">"You’re already wet! So much about your willpower!"</b> <b class="alyona">"I’m always wet!"</b> She replies, arching her ass up at the pleasurable feeling of Rina stroking against her G-spot. <b class="rina">"No self-control at all. Always acting so harsh and confident, but in truth you only want to be dominated..."</b> Rina picks up her pace.<b class="rina"> "...and humiliated."</b> <b class="alyona">"A-ah! Bullshit!"</b> Alyona breathes out a moan. <b class="rina">"Bullshit?"</b> She pulls out her finger and gives her pussy a firm spank. Alyona yelps out in surprise, her face turning red. <b class="rina">"Who’s a good little slut?"</b> She spanks her again. <b class="alyona">"N-no!"</b> Alyona tries to laugh it off. <b class="rina">"I asked, who’s a good little slut?"</b> This time she hits even harder. Wetness drips down Alyona’s thighs as she struggles to contain herself. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(285)"><source src='media/bottle/pussyslap1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="rina">"I don’t need an answer."</b> Rina sneers.<b class="rina"> "This is the wettest I’ve seen you in my life."</b> <b class="alyona">"Fuck you."</b> Alyona hangs her head in shame as her body betrays her. She spreads her legs further apart, accepting Rina’s fist with a big moan. <b class="rina">"Come for me, bitch."</b> <b class="alyona">"No, I-... ahh."</b> At this point, she’s incapable of finishing a single sentence without moaning and eventually she can’t contain herself any longer. She buries her face into a pillow, trying to muffle her loud moans as she pushed her hips against Rina’s hand. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(302)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/finger3.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="jenna">"Three minutes!"</b> Jenna said proudly, laughing with the other girls as they watched Alyona melt in Rina’s lap. <b class="rina">"Looks like we discovered a new kink, right?"</b> Rina pulled her hand out. <b class="rina">"Not so dominant after all."</b> <b class="alyona">"F-fuck… you..."</b> Was all the defeated girl could breathe out. <b class="ember">"The evening can’t get better than this."</b> Ember poured herself another glass of wine and stood up. <b class="ember">"Well, girls. I think I’m gonna go find myself a little pet aswell."</b> And with that, she left. <b class="rina">"With Alyona being barely alive and Ember gone, I think I’m gonna go and eat something."</b> Rina gives you a warm smile. <b class="rina">"Thanks for joining us! I hope I get to see you again... soon."</b> <b class="protagonist">"Yeah, me too! Thanks for inviting me over, girls."</b> You slowly get up, giving them a big smile before going back to your room. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'HandlerIn'>><</button>></p> <</if>> <div id="sources"></div>

<b class="protagonist">"Give me a dare."</b> You try to imitate the confidence of the girls around you as Alyona eyes you from head to toe. <b class="alyona">"Oh, the possibilities!"</b> She says theatrically. <b class="alyona">"There are so many things I want you to do but I also don't want to scare you away... hmmm."</b> She twirls the bottle in her hand as she thinks of a dare interesting enough to impress the other girls too. You trace your fingers over the soft, pink rug while waiting for an answer. <b class="alyona">"Oh, I've got an idea!"</b> Her eyes widen in excitement. <b class="rina">"Ohhhh I like that grin."</b> Rina comments. <b class="rina">"There's something twisted coming up."</b> <b class="alyona">"No, no. Nothing twisted. I mean, nothing too twisted."</b> Alyona shrugs and stands up. <b class="alyona">"Be right back!"</b> <b class="protagonist">"Alright, I am a bit paranoid now."</b> You nervously chuckle to the others. What makes you even more uneasy is the fact that no one has any words of comfort. <b class="protagonist">"I hope it's at least going to be fun."</b> <b class="rina">"It will be! I am sure."</b> Rina chuckles. <b class="rina">"Alyona gets pretty creative with her dares, you know?"</b> <b class="alyona">"I sure do."</b> Alyona is suddenly behind you. <b class="alyona">"And this one is going to be real fun..."</b> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'BottleMYD2'>><</button>></p>

<b class="protagonist">"Wh-what is that..."</b> You watch the shiny material crumpled up in Alyona's arms but before you can even reach for it, the room turns dark. The girls put a blindfold over your eyes, giggling and laughing as they pull you up. <b class="protagonist">"Hey! What the hell is going on here?"</b> You shout. <img class="center" src='media/bottle/blindfold1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(287)"/> <b class="rina">"Don't worry..."</b> Rina says softly. <b class="rina">"It is all part of the dare. No one's going to hurt you, it's just for fun."</b> You find it difficult to trust her words as your arms are shoved up and restrained, eager hands clutching to your body as the stretchy material is brought over your <<linkappend 'head and then further down your body...'>> <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(265)"><source src='media/bottle/lrub.webm' type="video/webm"></video> It feels as if a thousand hands are caressing every inch of your body. The girls are all around you - breathing into your ear, whispering, giggling, playfully kissing and groping you. You can't help but feel aroused at the overwhelming amount of attention you're getting. <b class="alyona">"Just one more thing before we can remove the blindfold. Wait, two things."</b> Alyona smiles as she pulls your arms behind your back. The familiar sensation of your wrists being locked into place makes you gasp in surprise. <b class="alyona">"Shhh... shh, it's okay. All part of a dare!"</b> She soothes your unease just as she is about to give the final touch to the outfit... <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'BottleMYD3'>><</button>></p> <</linkappend>> <div id="sources"></div>

<video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(266)"><source src='media/bottle/gettingthegag2.mp4' type="video/mp4"></video> You moan against the rubber ball as it spreads your lips apart. The girls seem to be aroused judging from their curious and breathy giggles. You feel a familiar heat fill your cheeks -- oh no... you are probably as red as an apple. <b class="ember">"So cute!"</b> Ember comments as you hear her step back. You cannot move your arms nor legs properly; each attempt is met with rubbery, squeaky noises. Alyona pulls the blindfold off your eyes. The first thing you see are the group of beautiful but mischievious faces. <<linkappend'You look down and gasp at the sight of your body...'>> <img class="center" src='media/bottle/hobbledress2.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(288)"/> <b class="alyona">"Ta-da!"</b> Alyona takes a step back to admire her work.<b class="alyona"> "You look so amazing, $firstname! That dress accentuates your curves so well!"</b> You stammer out an incoherent answer as your tongue struggles against the gag. Is this supposed to be the dare? Confused, you look at Alyona... <b class="alyona">"Oh, darling! You are just about to hear what your dare is going to be. Girls, help her sit down while I explain."</b> The rubber squeaks anew as you are folded into a sitting position upon the fuzzy, pink cushion. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'BottleMYD4'>><</button>></p> <</linkappend>> <div id="sources"></div> <<script>>setup.GagTheGirl("ballgag")<</script>>\

<b class="alyona">"So."</b> Alyona sits down across of you. Her grin is as excited as the other girls are. She pulls up a key from her pocket and holds it before your eyes. <b class="alyona">"This..."</b> She waves the object in front of your nose. <b class="alyona">"...is a key."</b> <img class="center" src='media/bottle/key1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(289)"/> <b class="rina">"Wow."</b> Rina comments sarcastically. <b class="rina">"Wait until she finds out about locks."</b> <b class="alyona">"Very funny."</b> Alyona continues. <b class="alyona">"Anyway, this key does not open doors or chests - it opens a chastity belt. One which belongs to my beloved pet. Poor Anya!"</b> She sighs playfully. <b class="alyona">"I bet she can't even remember the last time she was filled up! That bitch must be hornier than a bull in heat."</b> The girls laugh. <b class="alyona">"So, your dare is as follows - you must find room 209 and cease her torment. I will hang the key around your neck and give you a hint - the room is located on the same floor we are so there is no need to take the elevator or roam around for too long. Once you are done, return to us and we will call the dare complete. It shouldn't take you longer than an hour, if you can navigate the way in the dress!"</b> You moan in frustration but it is difficult to stay mad at the girls who seem to bear no malicious intent. Alyona puts the key around your neck and gives you a gentle pat on the shoulder. <b class="alyona">"I will compensate you for your troubles."</b> She whispers before sending you off onto your journey. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'BottleMYD5'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

You are facing a long corridor which only seems to extend into eternity. Your steps are tiny and squeaky, your breasts are almost popping out of the dress. It feels as if you are wrapped into a tight cocoon of tape and each breath reminds you how tight the outfit is. You look at the doors to your right and to your left - room number 278, room number 412, room number 277, room number 411, room number... <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/bottle/hobbledress3.webm' type="video/webm"></video> Your train of thought disappears as you hear a faint sound. As you turn around you suddenly notice a corner where there was none before. Footsteps are approaching and you feel as if there is trouble ahead. Luckily, you notice a good hiding spot underneath one of the tables. Squeezing into it might be difficult but it is still worth a try. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Hide' 'BottleHide1'>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Stay' 'BottleStay1'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

Despite your restrictive clothes and gagged face, you take a dominant stance as the stranger turns the corner and appears before you. You can't help but widen your eyes at the sight of the peculiar man. A rugged face, dishiveled hair, handsome features... and two heads taller than you. Almost a giant! The man seems busy looking for something in his pockets but as he spots you, he stops and gives you a good look from head to toe. <b class="male">"Let me guess - a prank?"</b> His expression is neutral, almost robotic. You tilt your head from side to side as if saying 'kind of'. Your posture shrinks and you can't hide the uneasiness in your eyes. <b class="male">"Wait..."</b> He sighs and approaches you, unclasping the gag from your mouth. You take a deep breath as a large glob of drool falls onto your breasts. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(298)"><source src='media/bondage/removeballgag1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="protagonist">"T-thank you..."</b> You close your eyes and inhale deeply. The dress constricts your lungs. As you open your eyes again, the man is gone. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'BottleStay2'>><</button>> </p> <div id="sources"></div> <<script>>setup.GagTheGirl("")<</script>>\ <<set $RoomArray.push ("eventNote")>>\

At last! Room 209! You breathe a sigh of relief as you hobble your way to the door. There is no one to help you turn the handle so you somehow manage to knock with against it with your elbow. A painful tingling goes up your arm - ouch. A few long moments later, the door finaly opens and you <<linkappend 'meet the eyes of a rather annoyed looking woman.'>> <img class="center" src='media/bottle/anya1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(291)"/> <b class="girls">"Yes?"</b> She blows a strand of hair off her face as she looks at you from head to toe. <b class="girls">"Huh? If this is another one of Alyona's pranks, I am not interested."</b> She was about to close the door before you could even explain yourself. <b class="protagonist">"Wait!"</b> You hop forwards, blocking the door. <b class="protagonist">"Alyona sent me, yes. But she wants you to have this."</b> You awkwardly point with your chin to the key above your rubbery breasts. You can see her expression change from annoyed to hopeful. <b class="girls">"From Alyona?"</b> Her eyes widen. <b class="girls">"Oh, boy. I sure hope it unlocks what I think it does. Come in!"</b> She hurriedly guides you into the room - a lavishly decorated area with a large fireplace in the middle and lots of pillows. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'BottleStay3'>><</button>></p> <</linkappend>> <div id="sources"></div>

With small but quick steps you rush to the table and bend over. The material stretches and squeaks as you try to squeeze yourself under the covered table. Each movement pushes the breath out of your lungs but a few seconds later you are safely curled up and hidden from the stranger's gaze. You spot a pair of leather boots marching past the table. The stranger stops briefly and you hear the rustling of fabric. Maybe they are checking their pocket? You can hear a faint sound of rustling as they pull out something. And then... a piece of paper falls onto the floor. The stranger must have accidentally dropped it while looking for something else. <img class="center" src='media/bottle/note1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(290)"/> Once you are sure he is gone, you slowly squeeze your way out of the hideout. The piece of paper makes you curious but picking it up with your restrained arms would take a lot of time. What do you do? <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Try to pick up' 'BottleHide2'>><<set $j = 1>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Leave it be' 'BottleHide2'>><<set $j = 2>><</button>> </p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $j == 1>>\ With great effort and restrained arms, you manage to pick up the piece of paper. Unfortunately you cannot bring it closer to your face but you can make out a number on hastily scribbled on it. 001-248-096 A phone number... You remember there is a phone in the foyer but judging from the hotel's obsession with keeping the outside world, well, outside, you doubt that it's functional. But it doesn't hurt to keep this paper with you? It might be useful... ''//Hastily Written Note has been added to your inventory.//'' <<script>>setup.InventoryAddWithID (51)<</script>>\ <<else>>\ Maybe it's for the better. You decide to save yourself a lot of time and, possibly, trouble by leaving the paper alone. Who knows? Maybe the stranger was to return soon... for all you know, he could be someone unpleasant... or worse. You reinforce the idea to move on by reminding yourself of possibly unfavorable outcomes. A few metres later, you are no longer thinking about it. <</if>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'BottleHide3'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

You whisper out loud the number. Maybe the phone in the foyer will come in handy... <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Back' 'Inventory'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

You let out a muffled sigh of relief as you finally arrive at your destination. The door is closed with no sounds coming from the other side. That must be a good sign, right? Right? A few uncomfortable moments of turning and bending later, you manage to somehow knock on the door with your elbow. A painful tingling goes up your arm - ouch. A few long moments later, the door finaly opens and you <<linkappend 'meet the eyes of a rather annoyed looking woman.'>> <img class="center" src='media/bottle/anya1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(291)"/> <b class="girls">"Yes?"</b> She blows a strand of hair off her face as she looks at you from head to toe. <b class="girls">"Huh? If this is another one of Alyona's pranks, I am not interested."</b> She was about to close the door if it weren't for you hoping forwards. By nodding and looking down, you gesture at the key around your neck. The woman's eyes widen in surprise, her full lips spreading into a grin. <b class="girls">"Ah for me? Did Alyona send you?"</b> You nod in response. <b class="girls">"Come in! Come in!"</b> She pulls you in, causing you to almost fall forward as she drags you into her room - a lavishly decorated area with a large fireplace in the middle and lots of pillows. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'BottleHide4'>><</button>> </p> <</linkappend>> <div id="sources"></div>

<b class="girls">"I've been waiting far too long for this."</b> She almost rips the key off your neck as she grasps it. You bend forwards, letting out a muffled groan of discomfort. <b class="girls">"Sorry... but you must understand."</b> She kisses the key as she clutches it in her hand. Her eyes glimmer. You watch her lift up the short tennis skirt, revealing an impenetrable chastity belt. The thing seems to be made out of solid metal, with a lock as big as her hand. <img class="center" src='media/bottle/chast1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(292)"/> The key slides in perfectly. A click and the heavy piece falls down onto the floor, revealing her bare pussy. <b class="girls">"Phew..."</b> She looks up to you, smiling. <b class="girls">"It felt like eternity. I swear Alyona has always the worst ideas..."</b> Now that she is free, you pleadingly look at her while protesting against the gag. If only she could unclasp the restraints... the way home would be much easier. She looks at you confused for a moment. <b class="girls">"Ooooh..."</b> She smiles. <b class="girls">"I bet it gets pretty uncomfortable in that gag. Here, let me help you out."</b> She gets behind you, <<linkappend 'gentle fingers feeling the rubbery restraint.'>> <b class="girls">"Oh. Hm." She mumbles.</b> <b class="protagonist">"Hm?"</b> You turn around slightly, confused. <b class="girls">"I'm afraid I can't open your gag, dear."</b> She lifts up her hands as to show you her long, manicured nails. <b class="girls">"I just got these done today. The gag is too tight, I would probably break them."</b> <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(293)"><source src='media/bottle/ballgagkiss1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You roll your eyes in disappointment at her. <b class="girls">"Well, this is awkward. But you know how it is! They costed me 20 SPs."</b> She once again shows her the nails. They were pretty indeed but you were far too frustrated to bother. <b class="girls">"Don't look at me like that!"</b> She pouts. <b class="girls">"I would help you if I could! Maybe next time we meet I can make it up to you. Anyway... I should really go now. I would like to enjoy my newly acquired freedom."</b> She guides you out of the room, giving you a small pat on the back before happily making her way down the opposite end of the hallway. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'BottleHide5'>><</button>> </p> <</linkappend>> <div id="sources"></div>

Your steps are so tiny, it feels like an eternity to get from one end of the hallway to another. You huff against the gag, mumbling curses each time your hips would hit against a piece of decoration or furniture. Maybe the dare was a bit interesting at the beginning. But now your feet and jaw are too sore to think about anything else but the return home. After a few minutes, you can't help yourself but sit down. The ballgag digs into your cheeks, leaving a sore red mark. You lean your head against the wall as you try to take <<linkappend 'a comfortable position on the bench and rest for a bit.'>> <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(294)"><source src='media/bottle/closeeyes.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="protagonist">"Hm?"</b> You open your eyes after some time, feeling drowzy and disoriented. A faint scent of perfume lingers in the air and you sit up, trying to remember where you are. How long have you been out for? You cannot remember. But at least you are still alone, on the same bench where you decided to take a rest. Just as you are about to stand up and continue your journey, you spot something on the seat beside you. <<linkappend 'You take a closer look at it...'>> <img class="center" src='media/items/silverring1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(295)"/> A ring! You pick up the tiny, silvery trinket and examine it closely. It looks rather beautiful, with a glimmering gem. Maybe someone lost it? You decide to keep it in your pocket for now. Finders keepers! At least until you found its owner... //''Silver Ring has been added to your inventory!''// Time to continue the journey... <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'BottleStayD2'>><</button>> </p> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <div id="sources"></div> <<script>>setup.InventoryAddWithID (52)<</script>>\

<b class="girls">"Boy... I can't wait to be free!"</b> Before you can even sit down, she hastily pulls the key up your throat, almost ripping it off your neck. You watch her lift the short tennis skirt up, revealing an impenetrable chastity belt. The thing seems to be made out of solid metal, with a lock as big as her hand. <img class="center" src='media/bottle/chast1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(292)"/> The key slides in perfectly. A click and the heavy piece falls down onto the floor, revealing her bare pussy. <b class="girls">"Phew..."</b> She looks up to you, smiling. <b class="girls">"It felt like eternity. I swear Alyona has always the worst ideas..."</b> <b class="protagonist">"You're telling me..."</b> You chuckle, trying to wiggle your arms free. <b class="protagonist">"I would really appreciate it if you could free me as well. The dress is so tight, I can't even make proper steps."</b> You see the smile slowly fade from her face as she tilts her head to the side. <b class="girls">"Why yes. It does look very uncomfortable. Hmmm... well, if you could help me out a bit maybe I could let you free."</b> <b class="protagonist">"What do you mean help you out a bit? I brought you the key!"</b> You are almost yelling at this point but she shushes you with a finger on your lip. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(299)"><source src='media/bottle/bitinglip2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="girls">"Come on..."</b> She whispers. <b class="girls">"Your lips are far too beautiful. I bet that tongue can do wonders."</b> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Help her' 'BottleStayA'>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Decline' 'BottleStayD'>><</button>> </p> <div id="sources"></div>

<b class="protagonist">"Forget it! I will make my way back to Alyona..."</b> You awkwardly stand up, almost tipping over in the process. The woman gives you a bitter smile, disappointed in your reaction. <b class="girls">"Alright then."</b> She shrugs it off. <b class="girls">"There are plenty of other fishes in this hotel. Besides, I am in the mood for some dick. Guess I will go to the bar..."</b> She grabs her purse, still mumbling something to herself. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(300)"><source src='media/bottle/shrug1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="girls">"Oh, and by the way."</b> She stops by the door which she then holds for you. Her eyes never leave her as you hobble slowly past her. <b class="girls">"A chastity belt can be quite the nasty experience. I sure hope you never get to... experience it."</b> Her eyes follow you out of the room before she makes her way the opposite direction of yours. You briefly turn around to look at her but she is gone. The sound of heels disappear further down the hall and you are all alone. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'BottleStayD2'>><</button>></p>

<b class="protagonist">"What an evening!"</b>Your leg muscles ache as you struggle with the dress, making small steps down the rows of doors and paintings. Every once in a while you would spot a guard pass by. They seem to be uninterested in you. No wonder - taking off this tight dress would be too much of an effort. As you continue to make your way back home, a weird sound catches your attention. What was that? You briefly stop and turn your head to the direction you heard it from. It sounds like scratching or sliding. Is curiosity stronger than the potential danger? <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Of course!' 'BottleStayD3'>><<set $j = 1>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Hurry back' 'BottleStayD3'>><<set $j = 2>><</button>> </p>

<<if $j == 1>>\ You turn the corner and enter a smaller corridor where there is nothing but a door and a huge painting. The squeaking rubber makes it hard to focus on the sound so you stop and wait for a few moments. At first there is silence but then you hear it again. The sound draws you closer to the wall and you lean your head against it. There is something behind the wall! What could it be? You walk alongside of the wall but the sounds soon turn quiet. Your arm bumps against the thick, golden frame of a large painting. You take a closer look at the portrait only to <<linkappend 'realize something is off...'>> <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(296)"><source src='media/bottle/portrait1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> You almost shriek as you see two holes where the eyes of the painted woman are supposed to be. Someone, or something, must be using it to spy on this corridor. As you are about to approach you suddenly hear running footsteps from behind the wall. <b class="protagonist">"No way. This is too creepy. Fuck this..."</b> You think to yourself and decide to turn around, leaving as fast as you can with your restrained legs. <</linkappend>> <<else>>\ <b class="protagonist">"No way..." </b>You slowly turn around and make your way to the original plan. If there is one thing you learned in this damned hotel, it is to mind your own business (even though you don't always live by your wisdoms). As you continue to make your way down the corridor, you cannot help but feel as if someone is watching you. The scratching, or sliding, sound continues for a while but then it disappears. You breathe a sigh of relief and keep moving. <</if>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'BottleStayD4'>><</button>> </p>

After half an hour of hobbling and stumbling around, you finally arrive back to the safety of your home. As you enter the foyer, you notice that the party has died down. A few of the girls, including Alyona, remained. They greet you with cheer and applause as they approach you. <img class="center" src='media/bottle/alyona2.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(297)"/> <b class="alyona">"You made it! Congrats!"</b> Alyona says with a wide smile as she helps you out of the dress. It takes eight hands to finally peel the tight material off your body but once you are free, you feel as if all anxiety has left your body. Now the excitement is replaced by tiredness. This was such a long evening... <b class="alyona">"Go on then."</b> Alyona playfully slaps your ass. <b class="alyona">"You deserve some rest, you adventurer! Maybe next time you can hobble over to my room."</b> She gives you a playful wink before making her way to bed. What an evening. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'HandlerIn'>><</button>></p>

You give in to her tempting gaze and the promise of help as you lean forward and kiss her. Her expression softens, light flickering in her eyes. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(301)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/lesbian_kiss2.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="girls">"Come on, lie down."</b> She whispers and coaxes you to sink into the pillows behind you. The soft skin of her legs briefly caresses your sides as she positions herself atop of you. You can see that she is already soaking wet before even sitting down your face. She's hot with passion, the skin of her thighs burning against your sides. And her taste is intoxicating. You moan against her as you press her tongue against her clit and start to lick her. She buries her fingers into your hair, pushing you further against her. Soon she begins to grind herself, wetness and drool pooling down your chin as you try your best to satisfy her. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(303)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/lesb13.webm' type="video/webm"></video> The chastity belt seemed to have made her pretty sensitive. A minute later and she is panting and moaning, grinding herself hard against you as the orgasm overwhelms her body. Her moans are both soft and loud, making you horny as well. <b class="girls">"Oh my..."</b> She collapses onto the pillows, the raised skirt exposing her ass. <b class="girls">"That was... that was amazing."</b> She chuckles. <b class="girls">"I don't know what to say. You were amazing. Just give me a moment and I will fulfill my promise."</b> And you weren't betrayed. Just a few moments later, she freed you from the dress and gave you something else to wear instead - a breezy summer dress. <b class="girls">"Make sure to leave it in the foyer when you arrive safely - I will pick it up tomorrow sometime."</b> <img class="center" src='media/bottle/dress1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(304)"/> And with that, she sends you back home. //You feel less dignified.// <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'BottleStayA2'>><</button>> </p> <<set $slutty += 2>>\ <div id="sources"></div>

Your legs make wide strides as you hurry back to the foyer. It feels amazing to be free once again! You are looking forward to finally going to bed but your thoughts soon become disrupted by a sound. There is something ahead of you. It is difficult to make it out but it sounds like sweeping or scrubbing. Should you go and investigate? <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Investigate' 'BottleStayA3'>><<set $j = 1>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Ignore' 'BottleStayA3'>><<set $j = 2>><</button>> </p>

<<if $j == 1>>\ You manage to supress your inner coward and pace towards the corner, the sound growing louder with each step you make. You prepare to run as you peek behind the wall, <<linkappend 'hoping to safely satisfy your curiosity.'>> You spot a young, familiar maid. You don't really remmeber her name but you have seen her around a few times. She seems to be quite upset as she scrubs a large, red stain from the corridor carpet. <img class="center" src="media/maid/maid3.jpg" /> <b class="girls">"Oh!"</b> She flinches as she spots you in the corner of her eye. <b class="girls">"You are $firstname, aren't you? Could you please, please help me out!"</b> With a frustrated sigh, she points at the large stain. <b class="girls">"I dropped a bottle of wine. The damned stain won't come out! Can you help me?"</b> Judging from her expression, it looks like she is going to be in a lot of trouble if someone else finds out. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Help her' 'BottleStay3a'>><<set $j = 1>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Leave' 'BottleStay3a'>><<set $j = 2>><</button>> </p> <</linkappend>> <<else>>\ Whatever - your feet are aching and your eyes are heavy. If you were to stop at every sound, it would take you an eternity to return back to the foyer. You decide to ignore this and make your way home safely... <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'BottleStayA4'>><</button>></p> <</if>>\

You finally arrive back to the group's foyer where the party has died down and many girls have gone to bed. <b class="alyona">"$firstname! Look at you! It looks like you handled the dare very well."</b> <img class="center" src='media/bottle/alyona2.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(297)"/> Alyona playfully lifts up the skirt of your summer dress. <b class="alyona">"The color suits you nice! Anyway, I hope this wasn't too much of a hassle for you. I must say it was pretty hot..."</b> She turns around one more time before leaving to her room. <b class="alyona">"I hope you join us next time again. The girls really like you!"</b> And with that, she disappears. You too make your way to your room. Before entering you remember Anya saying you should put the dress somewhere in the foyer. You take a quick look around. It is quite empty now. You quickly strip down and throw the dress over on the chairs before hurrying into your room. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'HandlerIn'>><</button>></p>

<<if $j == 1>>\ <b class="protagonist">"Of course."</b> You fall down onto your knees and grab another cleaning brush. The stain is stubborn so you reach into the wagon with the maid's supplies. <b class="protagonist">"You got any dish soap here?"</b> <b class="girls">"There should be a small bottle by the brooms."</b> You pull out the dish soap and peroxide. <b class="girls">"Oh, that's smart. Please, let it work."</b> The young maid crosses her fingers as she watches you mix the two ingredients and massage it into the stain. A few minutes later, you are both scrubbing the stain. Soon enough, the carpet is as good as new. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted><source src='media/maid/m4.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="girls">"I can't even thank you enough!"</b> The young maid gives you a tight hug and a kiss on the cheek. <b class="girls">"Words can't describe how grateful I am. But maybe this will..."</b> ''//You have earned 1 SP!//'' <<set $SP += 1>>\ <b class="protagonist">"Thanks!"</b> You watch her wave to you before merrily pushing the wagon away down the hall. <<else>>\ <b class="protagonist">"I'm sorry... I have to go now. Really. But you can do it on your own, I bet!"</b> You slowly back away as she watches you with a grim expression. <b class="girls">"Of course."</b> She scoffs. <b class="girls">"Would be a shame if you got in trouble as well..." </b> You cannot help but feel uneasy as you feel her eyes on your back. You feel a pang of guilt but getting into trouble would be very unwise, especially when you can avoid it. <</if>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'BottleStayA4'>><</button>> </p>

The old-school phone is still functional, you notice as you pick up the receiver. Beside it is a small table with a pasted note on the surface. "Functional only for calls inside the hotel". Of course. You sigh as you take out the piece of paper with the mysterious number on it. <img class="center" src='media/environment/phone1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(305)"/> You really don't know why you do this. But every little investigation you do sheds more light onto the events within the hotel. At least that's what you tell yourself to justify your snooping around. You look down and then back to the dial pad. 001-248-096 The number seems to be working. You hear a few slow beeps... <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Wait' 'PhoneCallM2'>><<set $j = 1>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Hang up' 'PhoneCallM2'>><<set $j = 2>><</button>> </p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $j == 1>>\ <<if $energy == 25>>\ You hear the sound of the call being picked up. There is a brief moment of silence before, to your surprise, you hear a real person and not a pre-recorded message. <b class="male">"West Wing Club, how may I help you?"</b> Oh, shit. What do you do now? You haven't really got a plan... But before you can even say anything, the man speaks up again. <b class="male">"Are you calling for the delivery?"</b> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Y-yes?' 'PhoneCallM3'>><<set $j = 1>><</button>> ---- <<button 'No, sorry.' 'PhoneCallD'>><<set $j = 2>><</button>> </p> <<else>>\ The beep gets interrupted by a brief moment of silence. Suddenly you hear a pleasant, male voice on the other side. <b class="male">"Good day. You've reached the West Wing Club. Unfortunately, we are not operating at this time. Please contact us later."</b> The call ends, leaving you confused. What's the West Wing Club? You haven't heard of it before from anyone... Maybe you should keep quiet about it for now. Odd... <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'MFoyer'>><</button>></p> <</if>> <<else>>\ No, this is stupid. You think to yourself as you hang up the phone. Even if someone answered, what would you say? Maybe it isn't the best time to be doing this... <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'MFoyer'>><</button>></p> <</if>>\ <div id="sources"></div>

<b class="male">"Of course. We have been awaiting your call for a while. Hang on..."</b> You hear the sound of a keyboard tapping. The man hums a pleasant melody as he types, leaving you to wait for a good minute. <b class="male">"Your package will be delivered by the room 710. When I say 'by', I mean it will be in the storage room beside it. Due to the nature of your order, we will have to return the package in case you don't pick it up in the coming two hours."</b> <b class="protagonist">"U-understood."</b> You hastily scribble down the room number. <b class="male">"We wish you a pleasant time."</b> The stranger says before hanging up. What am I getting myself into? You feel your heart pound in your throat. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Investigate' 'PhoneCallM4'>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Ignore' 'PhoneCallD'>><</button>> </p> <div id="sources"></div>

No. You would definitely not get yourself into any further trouble. This hotel has been nothing but a series of unfortunate events and it would be better if you stopped snooping around. With a deep breath, you walk away from the phone and decide to distract your mind with minor tasks. Whatever it was, it must have been dangerous and unecessary. You decide to focus on yourself and forget everything about the call. You feel more dignified. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'MFoyer'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

There is no time to lose. You grab the paper with the room number on it and make your way out through the corridor. A cool breeze makes you shiver as you haste down the corridors, eyes fixed on every door's number you pass. Soon enough you arrive before the mentioned room. A shiver of nervousness runs down your spine. You've got a bad feeling about this... but no, this is probably just the coward inside you talking. At least you hope so. As mentioned by the man on the phone, there is a storage room right next to it, unlabeled and dark. You push the door open further apart and then you see it... a huge package lying on the floor. <img class="center" src='media/environment/packet1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(306)"/> <b class="protagonist">"Oh..."</b> You briefly look around before heading inside. You find the light switch and close the door. The package is large and impossible to move. What if it's something dangerous? Something extremely expensive? You ponder your next move. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Open' 'PhoneCallM5'>><<set $j = 1>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Leave' 'PhoneCallM5'>><<set $j = 2>><</button>> </p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $j == 1>>\ The large package is well wrapped with tape and glue. You manage to rip a piece of tape open and soon the entire ordeal becomes much easier. There are several layers of paper and bubble wrap. Soon, you are in a mess of differently colored wrapping packaging of paper and plastic. Your face is red from the heat in the room but at last you stumble upon a piece of paper, resting above another layer of packaging. //We hope you enjoy our product. Your trial period lasts fourteen days. Handle with care.// -WWC You tilt your head in confusion. Well, that wasn't really informative. Frustrated, you grab a fistful of the wrapped paper and tear it off the mysterious object. "Finally" you think as you move it away. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(307)"><source src='media/dolls/gianna1.mp4' type="video/mp4"></video> It takes you a bit of time to see what's before you. The flickering light is weak but still strong enough to present you a sight which makes your blood turn to ice. A corpse? You scream as loud as you can, falling over backwards. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'PhoneCallM6'>><</button>> </p> <<else>>\ You lean your ear onto the package and hear nothing but intimidating silence. It's probably a trap. Some kind of gooey, sticky, bomb to imprison you. You carefully stand up and tiptoe your way out of the storage room, closing the door quietly behind you. It looks like no one saw you. Good. You make your way back to the foyer, happy to have avoided a potential catastrophe. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'HandlerIn'>><</button>> </p> <</if>>\ <div id="sources"></div>

To your even greater horror, the corpse suddenly comes alive. Round eyes open, the colored mouth parting to say something. As you recover from the initial shock, you notice that the pale face didn't belong to a corpse but rather a woman struggling to breathe. <b class="protagonist">"Oh, what the-..."</b> Your trembling hands tear off the last pieces of plastic and the woman gasps loudly as she finally takes in a breath of fresh air. <b class="protagonist">"Are you alright? Who are you?"</b> You help her sit up. <<print dialog.Show1("giannaneutral.png", "Gianna", "maids", "Who am I? I am your product. You ordered me, didn't you? They forgot to drill the holes into the box... amateurs.")>>\ You watch her with eyes wide in disbelief. <b class="protagonist">"Product...?"</b> <<print dialog.Show1("giannannoyed.png", "Gianna", "maids", "Oh, don't tell me they delivered me to the wrong address.")>>\ She wipes the hair off her face as she straightens her posture. <b class="protagonist">"No... no. It is me who called the West Wing Club."</b> <<print dialog.Show1("giannannoyed.png", "Gianna", "maids", "West Wing Club... I suppose that's what they call themselves now.")>>\ Before you can even ask anything, she gestures down to her body. <<print dialog.Show1("giannahappy.png", "Gianna", "maids", "Allow me to introduce myself. I am Gianna, your personal, living doll.")>>\ She gives a practiced yet beautiful smile. <<print dialog.Show1("giannasassy.png", "Gianna", "maids", "I can cook for you, pretend to tidy your room and fuck you. Just press the button.")>>\ <b class="protagonist">"The button?"</b> You look at the remote in her hand. She puts the device into your hand. <<print dialog.Show1("giannaneutral.png", "Gianna", "maids", "Yes, the button. It is connected to my collar. A slight shock to stir me in the right direction.")>>\ You observe her in horror. <<print dialog.Show1("giannaneutral.png", "Gianna", "maids", "You look appalled. Should I... leave? I get it - it is too much for some customers. They prefer the real dolls!")>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Yes, Leave' 'PhoneCallM7'>><<set $j = 1>><</button>> ---- <<button 'No, Stay' 'PhoneCallM7'>><<set $j = 2>><</button>> </p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<if $j == 1>>\ You are speechless for a few moments, observing her unusually calm face. <b class="protagonist">"Yes."</b> You finally answer as you muster enough courage. <b class="protagonist">"You should leave. I mean..."</b> <<print dialog.Show1("giannasassy.png", "Gianna", "maids", "Of course. Well.")>>\ She stands up, wiping the dust off her legs before adjusting her hair in a weakly lit, cracked mirror. She pulls out a lipstick from her pocket and applies a layer of color to her full mouth. <b class="protagonist">"Do you need any help?" I mean... are you doing this willingly?"</b> You ask somewhat awkwardly. <<print dialog.Show1("giannasassy.png", "Gianna", "maids", "Help? Oh, honey. If I didn't have a fetish for being a sex slave, I wouldn't do it. Hell, I even get paid well.")>>\ She readjusts her collar while making a coquettish expression in the mirror. Her shapely lips are pursed, the brow gently furrowed. <<print dialog.Show1("giannahappy.png", "Gianna", "maids", "It was nice meeting you. And, by the way, you should try a terracotta lipstick. It would fit you so nicely!")>>\ She reaches into her pocket, pulling out yet another lipstick. <<print dialog.Show1("giannasassy.png", "Gianna", "maids", "Here! And don't thank me - I'm just trying to fix the world one fashion faux pas after another.")>>\ Terracotta lipstick has been added to your inventory. <<print dialog.Show1("giannahappy.png", "Gianna", "maids", "Bye bye!")>>\ Well, that was weird... Stunned, you slowly stand up and make your way back home. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'HandlerIn'>><</button>> </p> <<else>>\ <b class="protagonist">"You know... I would like to try you out."</b> You say somewhat hesitantly. Her expression lightens up. <<print dialog.Show1("giannahappy.png", "Gianna", "maids", "Nice! Oh, by the way! I am going to live with you, I hope you are aware of that. Come on! Let's head back to your place. I hope you have some nice satin sheets. It makes the skin feel so smooth!")>>\ She seems positively excited as you both make your way back to the foyer. <<print dialog.Show1("giannasassy.png", "Gianna", "maids", "So, maids, huh? At least I won't have to do much cleaning.")>>\ Her pace is confident, long legs striding down the hall. You watch her with hidden admiration. Everything about her seems so confident, yet effortless. <<print dialog.Show1("giannaneutral.png", "Gianna", "maids", "What was your name again?")>>\ <b class="protagonist">"$firstname."</b> <<print dialog.Show1("giannannoyed.png", "Gianna", "maids", "$firstname? Oh. I have a cousin named $firstname. If you look in the dictionary under 'little bitch', you will get my cousin's face. That little bitch. Long story - I will tell it to you someday.")>>\ You can't help but feel entertained at her peculiar and relaxed attitude. Her attitude and height makes you feel as if you are the slave, not her. You arrive at the group foyer. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'PhoneCallM8'>><</button>></p> <</if>>\ <div id="sources"></div>

Before Moira can even say anything, your slave raises her hand to interrupt her. <<print dialog.Show1("giannasassy.png", "Gianna", "maids", "First of all, I am only here for half a month. Free trial. Don't kick me out, please. I heard you guys have satin sheets!")>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "A sex slave? $firstname?")>>\ <b class="protagonist">"It is a long story."</b> You give her a pleading gaze. <b class="protagonist">"Besides, it is only for two weeks. I promise there won't be any trouble."</b> <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "Promise?")>>\ <b class="protagonist">"Promise."</b> <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "Very well. As long as she doesn't eat up all our food and is restricted to your room.")>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("giannasassy.png", "Gianna", "maids", "And gets the occasional foyer visit.")>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("moiralatex1.png", "Moira", "maids", "And the occassional, quiet, brief foyer visit.")>>\ <b class="protagonist">"Thank you so much, Moira!"</b> You give her a small bow before moving on to show Gianna the room you're going to share. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'PhoneCallM9'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div> <<script>>setup.RemoveFromInventory ("51")<</script>>\

You open the door wide, presenting to her your small but comfortable room. Gianna takes a step inside as she looks around with intrigued eyes. <b class="protagonist">"So, what do you think of it?"</b> You can't help but chuckle at the almost childlike way she snoops around, checking out the curtains, the windowsill, the wardrobe. At last, she turns to you with a cheeky smile. <<print dialog.Show1("giannannoyed.png", "Gianna", "maids", "Where's the satin?")>>\ You roll your eyes at her. <b class="protagonist">"I thought slaves were supposed to be less sassy."</b> <<print dialog.Show1("giannaneutral.png", "Gianna", "maids", "You're right, of course. I suppose this is the part where I give you some insight into my duties and abilities.")>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'PhoneCallM10'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<print dialog.Show1("giannahappy.png", "Gianna", "maids", "Alright, so. I am not only a sex slave, but also a companion. I can provide you with food, comfort and the occasional joke. I, uh, I thought there would be more to say. But to sum it up, I will be in your room and take care of you whenever you need me.")>>\ <b class="protagonist">"Sounds good!"</b> You nod. <b class="protagonist">"Is there anything else I should know?"</b> <<print dialog.Show1("giannaangry.png", "Gianna", "maids", "Of course! There is one thing I will never, ever, ever, ever do.")>>\ <b class="protagonist">"And what is that?"</b> <<print dialog.Show1("giannasassy.png", "Gianna", "maids", "Cleaning - duh! You have your maids for that. I can do the occasional decluttering and removal of clothes from bed to chair. Now, that all the rules are set, I can finally say that I'm really excited for our time together!")>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'HandlerIn'>><</button>></p> <<set $giannapresent = true>>\ <div id="sources"></div>

Gianna is comfortably sitting on your bed. She is relaxed, her arms and legs sprawled over the pillows. <<print dialog.Show1("giannahappy.png", "Gianna", "maids", "What's up?")>>\ [[Slave, give me a massage.|GiannaInteract][$j = 1]] [[Show me your body.|GiannaInteract][$j = 2]] [[Prepare me something to eat!|GiannaInteract][$j = 3]] [[Please yourself for me.|GiannaInteract][$j = 4]] [[Run me a bath.|GiannaInteract][$j = 5]] [[Eat me out.|GiannaInteract][$j = 6]] [[Can you... tell me a joke?|GiannaInteract][$j = 7]] <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Back' $home>><</button>></p>

<<if $j == 2>>\ <b class="gianna">"But of course, mistress..."</b> She is wearing a silken bathrobe. Gianna stands up, giving you a cheeky look before untying the robe and exposing her body. She has gentle curves - round hips and large breasts, paired with an elegant waist and full thighs. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(308)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/undress1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="gianna">"This belongs only to you..."</b> She winks before closing the robe again. <<elseif $j == 1>>\ <b class="protagonist">"But of course..."</b> Gianna motions you to sit down next to her. As soon as you do so, she gently touches your shoulders and starts to make a firm, kneading motion. You close your eyes and take a deep breath as she continues working out the knots and kinks from your strained muscles. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(307)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/massage1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="gianna">"Like this?"</b> She whispers into your ear to which you only nod and completely relax. She hums a faint melody as she continues massaging you. By the end of the session you are lying on your stomach, completely relaxed. <<elseif $j == 3>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("giannasassy.png", "Gianna", "maids", "You sure? I mean... ok, mistress.")>>\ She puts away the magazine she was reading and stands up. <<print dialog.Show1("giannaneutral.png", "Gianna", "maids", "Be right back!")>>\ Barefoot, she steps out of the room and disappears for almost an hour, only to return with a tray. <<print dialog.Show1("giannahappy.png", "Gianna", "maids", "Will this pleasure your palate, your highness?")>>\ She places the tray before you. The scent of the food is mouth watering. <b class="protagonist">"Well done, Gianna!"</b> You grab the spoon and happily start to eat. <<elseif $j == 5>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("giannaneutral.png", "Gianna", "maids", "Right away, mistress.")>>\ Gianna stands up from the bed and walks over to the bathroom. You hear the water run and you start to get undressed. A few minutes later, you enter the bathroom naked and see that Gianna has set up a really cozy atmosphere, with scented candles arranged around the tub and a glass of wine. <video class="center" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(310)"><source src='media/dolls/bath1.webm' type="video/webm"></video> <b class="protagonist">"Wow. You really put in effort there."</b> <<print dialog.Show1("giannahappy.png", "Gianna", "maids", "Did you expect anything less from me? //-She takes a deep bow as you approach the tub.-// I will leave you to relax now.")>>\ You sink into the hot, bubbly water and let out a deep sigh of pleasure. You could get used to it... <<elseif $j == 4>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("giannaneutral.png", "Gianna", "maids", "Whatever my mistress wants...")>>\ Gianna gives you a seductive look as she leans back onto the pillow and unties her bathing robe. She doesn't let you wait any longer as she spreads her legs and begins to finger yourself, far from intimidated by your intense gaze. Your presence seems to turn her on a lot. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(309)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/mast11.mp4' type="video/mp4"></video> You watch her with hungry eyes as she continues her task, offering you an amazing show. It doesn't take her long to reach her orgasm - she is very loud. In fact, so loud that you have to lean forwards and stifle her moans with ravenous kisses. <<print dialog.Show1("giannahappy.png", "Gianna", "maids", "I hope my mistress enjoyed the sight.")>>\ She gives you a devilish smile. <<elseif $j == 7>>\ <<set _print = setup.GetGiannaJoke()>>\ <<print _print>> <<elseif $j == 6>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("giannaneutral.png", "Gianna", "maids", "I thought you'd never ask...")>>\ She reaches to take your arms, pulling you onto the bed. You completely relax under her guidance - she is now sitting atop you, tracing kisses from neck to stomach until resting your mouth on your crotch and starting to eat you out. <video class="centerBorderless" autoplay loop muted onclick="source.ShowSource(311)"><source src='media/sex_scenes/lesb14.mp4' type="video/mp4"></video> Ten minutes later, you are both lying on the bed, sweaty and tired. <<print dialog.Show1("giannaneutral.png", "Gianna", "maids", "And this... is why I come in a premium package.")>>\ Gianna chuckles. <b class="protagonist">"Totally justified..."</b> <</if>> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'GiannaMain'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<b class="protagonist">"Ah!"</b> You spot a vine curling around your leg and moving up your thighs. The devious plant has several limbs which are now groping your body. In panic, you try to tear one of them off your belly but the thing has coiled around your torso several times, moving now lower towards your crotch. <b class="lily">"Stop that!"</b> A gentle voice behind you calls. The vines immediately free you from their grip, retracting back to the jungle of flowers and leaves. You turn around, grateful to finaly see a friendly looking face. <<print dialog.Show1("drmonasterra.png", "Dr. Sterra", "girls", "Don't worry - they were just excited to see someone new around here. You must be the maid I ask for?")>>\ <b class="protagonist">"And you must be Dr. Mona Sterra. My name is $firstname."</b> <<print dialog.Show1("monasmilingopen.png", "Dr. Sterra", "girls", "Nice to meet you, $firstname. I am glad to finally get some help around here.")>>\ She kicks a hose before her and pulls out a bucket from underneath one of the tables. <<print dialog.Show1("drmonasterra.png", "Dr. Sterra", "girls", "Have you done any gardening before? Doesn't matter. This place isn't your usual succulent nursery. It is a delicate powerplant-... see what I did there, powerplant? Anyway, it is a powerplant with which we produce many goods and benefits for our castle.")>>\ <<linkappend 'What kind of goods do you mean?'>> <<print dialog.Show1("drmonasterra.png", "Dr. Sterra", "girls", "Fruits, plants, leaves, flowers... with special properties. They can range from potent aphrodisiacs to... shape changers. But all in due time, my dear.")>>\ <</linkappend>> <<linkappend 'What was that plant that just attacked me?'>> <<print dialog.Show1("monasmilingclosed.png", "Dr. Sterra", "girls", "Those are my little pets! They can be quite disobedient but most of the time... well, I can handle them.")>>\ <</linkappend>> <<linkappend 'Are you the only one who works here?'>> <<print dialog.Show1("monaseriousclosed.png", "Dr. Sterra", "girls", "I used to have more people - apprentices. But this kind of job isn't for everyone. Too many people are afraid to get their hands dirty.")>>\ <</linkappend>> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Let\'s get to work' 'Lily3'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<print dialog.Show1("monaclosedeyes.png", "Dr. Sterra", "girls", "Straight to work - I like that.")>>\ She chuckles as she fills up the bucket with water. <<print dialog.Show1("drmonasterra.png", "Dr. Sterra", "girls", "I have a few tasks I need done for today. Since I have to leave early, I was hoping we could finish it quickly. I tend to tip well, some say!")>>\ She points at the bucket. <img class="center" src='media/environment/waterbucket1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(312)"/> <<print dialog.Show1("monaseriousopen.png", "Dr. Sterra", "girls", "Take this, go straight ahead to to the last row and then left. You should see a huge, pink bulb. Water it and then return for your next task. Just make sure not to get any water on its leaves!")>>\ You nod and lift up the heavy bucket, trying your best not to seem surprised at its weight. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'Lily4'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

You are amazed at the sight of the plant, wondering how it is going to look like when it blooms. Carefully, you swing the bucket to at the rich, dark soil surrounding it. The plant soaks up the water immediately, leaving the earth as dry as it was when you arrived. Looks like someone's thirsty. <img class="center" src='media/events/plant1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(9998)"/> Maybe it needs more water? <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Probably!' 'WaterBulb'>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Return to Mona' 'Lily5'>><</button>> </p> <div id="sources"></div>

You fill up the bucket once again and return to the gigantic plant. The water splashes once again onto the soil, but this time it doesn't soak up the water like it should. <<print dialog.Show1("drmonasterra.png", "Dr. Sterra", "girls", "Just checking up on you!")>>\ Mona appears, her rubber gloves stained with dirt. She notices the soil being soaked with water. <<print dialog.Show1("monaseriousopen.png", "Dr. Sterra", "girls", "Oh? That's odd.")>>\ She looks at the puddles of water. You aren't sure whether to tell her you possibly overwatered the flower but at that moment, the petals of the huge bulb slowly begin to move. <img class="center" src='media/events/plant2.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(9998)"/> <<print dialog.Show1("drmonasterra.png", "Dr. Sterra", "girls", "Uh-... how much water did you give to it?")>>\ She asks, slowly backing away. <b class="protagonist">"I thought it was thirsty, so I gave it another bucket."</b> <<print dialog.Show1("monaseriousopen.png", "Dr. Sterra", "girls", "Oh-... oh my. Okay.")>>\ She grabs you by your arm, slowly pulling you back. <<print dialog.Show1("monaseriousclosed.png", "Dr. Sterra", "girls", "You shouldn't have done that. Quick - put this handkerchief over your mouth and let's leave.")>>\ Before you can even ask any questions, she shoves the cloth into your face and begins to pull you away from the plant. And just before you turn around to run, you notice it expel some kind of glittering dust. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'WaterBulb1'>><</button>></p> <<set $overwatered = true>>\ <<notify 5s>>Dialog option unlocked!<</notify>>\ <div id="sources"></div>

<<print dialog.Show1("drmonasterra.png", "Dr. Sterra", "girls", "Keep going like this and we will be done in no time.")>>\ She picks up a large, empty tray. <<print dialog.Show1("monaseriousclosed.png", "Dr. Sterra", "girls", "This task is going to be way easier. All you have to do is take these cups with sprouts and put them on the tray.")>>\ She points to the dozens of plastic cups, each with a small sprout growing inside of it. <<print dialog.Show1("drmonasterra.png", "Dr. Sterra", "girls", "Once you have them all aligned, take them to the table closest to the glass walls. Make sure they are in direct sunlight so they can grow well. I will go get us some ice tea.")>>\ <b class="protagonist">"Okay!"</b> You immediately start working, neatly arranging the rows and rows of plastic cups. The little sprouts sway gently with each movement. <b class="protagonist">"This is a job I could get used to."</b> You think to yourself as you place the last cup onto the tray and lift it up. Now, all you have to do is find a <<linkappend'nice place in the sunlight.'>> The long tables are filled with all kinds and sizes of plants. You admire their vibrant colors and dew-spotted leaves as you wonder where to set down the tray. You could put it next to the batch of plants which seem to be pink-colored Venus Flytraps. Or you could set them next to the rows of glittering violets, whose trunks are oddly colored blue. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Beside Flytraps!' 'Flytrap'>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Beside Violets' 'Lily6'>><</button>> </p> <</linkappend>> <div id="sources"></div>

On the other end of the conservatory, Mona takes off the cloth from her face and takes a deep breath. <b class="lily">"Sorry, I should have told you about the plant first."</b> Her cheeks are red from the running, sweat glistening on her youthful skin. <<print dialog.Show1("monaseriousclosed.png", "Dr. Sterra", "girls", "It is called Lover's Intoxication. It's usually dormant... given the right circumstances. But too much water or too much light, and it opens up, expelling spores which can seriously mess with your mind.")>>\ <b class="protagonist">"How do the spores mess with your mind?"</b> <<print dialog.Show1("drmonasterra.png", "Dr. Sterra", "girls", "Let's just say... you lose all your inhibitions. It is like alcohol but without the fun.")>>\ She blushes even further. <<print dialog.Show1("monasmilingopen.png", "Dr. Sterra", "girls", "Buuuut we will call this task done!")>>\ <b class="protagonist">"Thanks!"</b> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'Lily5'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

A nice, cold glass of tea awaits you as you return to Dr. Sterra. She is busy pruning a tall tree, with fruits round and pink as a peach. But they look rubbery, almost fake. <b class="protagonist">"What kind of plant is that?"</b> You ask her. <<print dialog.Show1("monaclosedeyes.png", "Dr. Sterra", "girls", "A Vanolia peach tree. The fruit is very sweet but you have to beware - it tends to alter your body and I don't mean the waist circumference. I usually ship some to the girls in Group L. It helps them fill their cups and enhance their curves.")>>\ You nod as you take a sip of the tea. <<print dialog.Show1("monaseriousopen.png", "Dr. Sterra", "girls", "Onto your next task. I need you to do some dirty work now. Here, I don't want you to ruin yours.")>>\ She offers you a pair of rubber gloves; you put them on. <<print dialog.Show1("drmonasterra.png", "Dr. Sterra", "girls", "Follow me!")>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'Lily7'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

Just as you are about to set down the sprouts, you hear Dr. Sterra call from near the entrance. <<print dialog.Show1("monaseriousopen.png", "Dr. Sterra", "girls", "Oh! $firstname! Make sure not to set them near omnivore plants, like the Pink Flytraps! The omnivores will eat them up and they tend to grow real fast!")>>\ <b class="protagonist">"Oh, okay! Thanks!"</b> You lift up the tray again and decide to set it down next to the peculiar looking violets. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'Lily6'>><</button>></p> <<set $safesprouts = true>>\ <<notify 5s>>Dialog option unlocked!<</notify>>\ <div id="sources"></div>

You stop before a large area covered with what appears to be dark, murky soil. A slight, sour scent fills your nostrils as you kneel down beside Dr. Sterra, who is now handing you a spade. <<print dialog.Show1("monaseriousclosed.png", "Dr. Sterra", "girls", "You see these small pieces floating around? Those are seeds. I moved a large Satin Palm the other day and it left a few of them in the soil. All you have to do is fish them out. I need about 10 pieces.")>>\ She slowly stands up, wiping the dirt off her knees. And with that, she leaves you to the task. You dig around in the soil, fishing out the seeds but the process is slow and your back begins to ache as you continue to work. Further away, you spot more seeds. Instead of digging around where you are, maybe you could pick those up? You don't know how deep the mud is and whether you are allowed to walk on it. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Stay' 'Lily8'>><</button>> ---- <<button 'Go farther' 'SoilGo'>><</button>> </p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<print dialog.Show1("monasmilingopen.png", "Dr. Sterra", "girls", "Again, thank you for helping me out!")>>\ Dr. Sterra holds the bag of seeds, briefly counting them before giving you a smile. <<print dialog.Show1("monaclosedeyes.png", "Dr. Sterra", "girls", "I know these weren't the usual maid tasks but I am understaffed at the moment. My last apprentice left. She joined group D. Crazy, but whatever.")>>\ She slowly walks with you towards the exit of the conservatory. Before letting you go, she briefly grabs your shoulder. <<print dialog.Show1("drmonasterra.png", "Dr. Sterra", "girls", "Listen, my niece is coming over to help me out. However, since there is a lot of work, could you come by and help her out? I know you maids are busy, but I would give you a good reward if you help me out well!")>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("monasmilingclosed.png", "Dr. Sterra", "girls", "Anyway, I hope to see you soon! Be safe on the way back.")>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'HandlerIn'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

You realize the gravity of your mistake as soon as you step into the soil. Your leg sinks up unto your knee into the earth, the other foot following. As you try to pull your leg out, you get a nasty surprise! You can't move it at all! To your even greater horror, you notice that you are sinking further and further into the earth. You try to grab onto a stray vine, but it recoils. Suddenly, it feels like all the surrounding plants are observing you sink. The soil clutches your body so tightly, you can barely breathe. You call for Mona but there is no answer. The earth is now constraining your shoulders and you hold your chin up, trying to remain breathing for as long as possible. Suddenly, a cold splash of water makes you gasp. Mona! She is standing by the edge, watching you with a concerned face. As if by magic, the soil recoils at the sensation of the icy water, spitting you out. Despite the predicament, there is no trace of mud on you. <<print dialog.Show1("monaseriousopen.png", "Dr. Sterra", "girls", "Cold water, remember!")>>\ She breathes out, tapping the bucket. <b class="protagonist">"Thank you so much! I could have died!"</b> You almost fall onto your knees from exhaustion. <<print dialog.Show1("monaclosedeyes.png", "Dr. Sterra", "girls", "Oh, you wouldn't die. But that earth... it is, kind of, sentient. Creepy. I feel so guilty for not telling you earlier why you should stay away! Anyway, I am glad you are safe.")>>\ Immensely relieved, you both hug each other and share a moment of silence before collecting the final few seeds. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'Lily8'>><</button>></p> <<set $soilinsight = true>>\ <<notify 5s>>Dialog option unlocked!<</notify>>\ <div id="sources"></div>

<<print dialog.Show1("monasmilingopen.png", "Dr. Sterra", "girls", "$firstname, so happy you could come!")>>\ Dr. Sterra extends her arms for a hug, her face blushing from the moist heat of the conservatory. Behind her, a shy, young woman is waiting with her arms behind her back. <<print dialog.Show1("drmonasterra.png", "Dr. Sterra", "girls", "Viola - this is $firstname. She helped me out the other day so she has a bit of experience under her belt. She's going to guide you and help you out with your duties.")>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("viola.png", "Viola", "maids", "Nice to meet you! Dr. Sterra told me many good things about you..")>>\ <b class="protagonist">"Is that so?"</b> You blush slightly. <b class="protagonist">"Well, I'm looking forward to working with you!"</b> <<print dialog.Show1("monasmilingclosed.png", "Dr. Sterra", "girls", "See? You two are already getting along so nicely. The to-do list is on the main table. I'm running late! Bye!")>>\ You two chuckle as Dr. Sterra rushes out of the room. <<print dialog.Show1("viola.png", "Viola", "maids", "She's always so busy. Anyway, should we get to work? Let's check out the list.")>>\ <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'Apprentice2'>><</button>></p> <<set $TaskArray.delete ('[[Go to the conservatory.|Apprentice1]]')>>\

You pick up the piece of paper, noticing two columns of tasks. The first one is labelled "$firstname" and the second "Viola". <b class="protagonist">"So, my tasks are... uh... I have clean all the equipment."</b> You look at the table where dozens of muddy spades, shovels and shears are waiting for you. <b class="protagonist">"And desinfect them."</b> <<print dialog.Show1("viola.png", "Viola", "maids", "What are my tasks? Maybe if I finish first, I can help you out.")>>\ <b vlass="protagonist">"Well, your tasks seem a bit more varied. You will first have to go and water the... Lover's Intoxication."</b> <<print dialog.Show1("viola.png", "Viola", "maids", "Oh, I know that one! That's the large plant over there.")>>\ <<if $overwatered == true>>\ [[Yes, take this bucket. But be careful! Don't overwater it or else you will get poisoned.|ViolaSuccess1]] <<else>>\ //<b class="na">(You don't have the proper experience to take this decision)</b>// <img src='media/icons/lock.jpg'/> <</if>>\ [[Yes, you can take the bucket over there.|ViolaFail1]] <div id="sources"></div>

Your mind drifts away as you work, scrubbing the steel clean. It is tedious, almost frustrating but you try to motivate yourself with the thoughts of the reward. As you ponder how much time this whole ordeal will take you, Viola approaches and gently taps your back. <<print dialog.Show1("viola.png", "Viola", "maids", "Hey! I am done - what's next?")>>\ You take a look at the to-do list. <b class="protagonist">"Oh. Next thing you should do is take the big, wooden tray with the seedlings and place them onto the south bench."</b> <<print dialog.Show1("viola.png", "Viola", "maids", "That's easy!")>>\ <<if $safesprouts == true>>\ [[Make sure not to place them next to the omnivore plants, like the Flytraps.|ViolaSuccess2]] <<else>>\ //<b class="na">(You don't have the proper experience to take this decision)</b>// <img src='media/icons/lock.jpg'/> <</if>>\ [[See you soon!|ViolaFail2]] <div id="sources"></div>

Viola leaves, dragging the bucket heavy with water. She dissapears behind the thick bushes and palm trees while you return to your daunting task. The conservatory is quiet, save for the occasional sound of water trickling from the faucet and the squeaking of rubbery vines climbing and creeping across the furniture. It's odd - the task should have taken Viola 10 minutes the most. It's been almost half an hour and there is no trace of her. As you finish sterilizing another spade, you decide to call for her. <b class="protagonist">"Viola?"</b> You shout, your eyes still focused on the sink in front of you. <img class="center" src='media/events/plant2.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(9998)"/> You hear the rustling of palm leaves - finally, she returned. <b class="protagonist">"Where have you been so long?"</b> You keep wiping the spade. <b class="protagonist">"I thought you got lost."</b> You hear nothing but the faint sound of giggling behind you. You turn around... <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'ViolaFail12'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div>

<<print dialog.Show1("violacor1.png", "Viola?", "maids", "The plant's spores give off a sweet, irresistible scent...")>>\ <b class="protagonist">"V-viola?"</b> You take a step back. She slowly steps forward, her empty eyes never leaving you. <b class="protagonist">"What happened?"</b> There is an uncomfortable silence. The spores floating around her are shimmering in the sunlight. Her movements rustle like drying leaves. The sweet scent reaches you... <<print dialog.Show1("corruptedviola.png", "Corrupted Viola", "viola", "$firstname, I want you to come closer to me... it feels so good.")>>\ <b class="protagonist">"N-no way!"</b> You take another step back, your ass bumping against the table's edge. You are cornered. The sweet scent is stronger now. You feel your body pleasantly tingle. You accidentally inhale a bunch of spores as you are about to speak. Their effect is immediate. You feel your cheeks flush, heat rising in your body. As if the entire conservatory were spinning around you, you stagger and stumble forwards. Now you are before her feet, looking up with a gaze as lustful as hers. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'ViolaFail13'>><</button>></p>

As if possessed, you two are now violently grinding against each other. A partly filled pot topples over as Viola pushes you onto the ground. She's pushing her hips against your pulsating crotch, each touch luring out wanton moans. <b class="protagonist">"Oh-oh..."</b> Your eyes roll back as she slides her hand between your legs. You find yourself unable to think. The dirt stains your cheeks, her hands, your thighs, her knees. A few moments later, you are both panting in each others arms as you are copmletely filthy from head to toe. <b class="protagonist">"Harder, please..."</b> You beg her as you lean backwards, trying to give her as much room as possible to thrust against you. Her grin widens as a few vines coil around your thighs, spreading your legs further apart. The green stalks wrap around your waist and neck; you notice that Viola is also being constrained. <img class="center" src='media/events/vines1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(9998)"/> More and more vines join in, wrapping themselves around both of you, pulling you closer until there is no more space between your bodies. The vines sneak between her and your thighs. You are moaning and breathing against each other, <<linkappend 'the floating spores sparkling around your blushing faces...'>> <b class="protagonist">"Oh fuck! Fuck!"</b> You scream as pleasure overloads your senses. The conservatory turns white for a second, your body spasming violently. Viola screams against your cheek, you can feel her wetness drip onto your crotch. A few moments later, the vines are recoiling and you are both left lying on the floor and panting. Her skin turns a normal color soon afterwards. The last traces of possessions fade as you are both washing yourself off in the sink. The awkward silence gets interrupted by her meek voice. <<print dialog.Show1("viola.png", "Viola", "maids", "Let us not... talk about this. I mean, we both learned something today.")>>\ <b class="girls">"Never overwater that damn plant."</b> You both say, chuckling and blushing as you continue to rinse the mud off your sweaty bodies. //You feel less dignified// <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'ViolaFail14'>><</button>></p> <</linkappend>> <<set $slutty += 2>>\ <div id="sources"></div>

She whistles a sweet melody as she takes the large tray and carefully makes her way south. You return to your duties, trying to do your task as well as possible. Afterall, Dr. Sterra seems to be a rather nice person. Niceness and generosity often go together! Viola returns five minutes later with a concerned look on her face. <<print dialog.Show1("viola.png", "Viola", "maids", "Um... $firstname. There was a little incident.")>>\ <b class="protagonist">"Oh?"</b> You frown. <b class="protagonist">"Did you drop the tray?"</b> <<print dialog.Show1("viola.png", "Viola", "maids", "No... But I put it next to those plants with mouths and... well... I turned around for a second - just to declutter the place a bit - and half of the seedlings were eaten!")>>\ <b class="protagonist">"Damn."</b> You sigh. <b class="protagonist">"They seemed to be really hungry, huh? Did any seedlings survive?"</b> <<print dialog.Show1("viola.png", "Viola", "maids", "Yeah... a few. I hope aunt Mona won't kill us!")>>\ <b class="protagonist">"It was an accident... I'm sure she will understand."</b> You weren't really sure but it was too late to do anything about it. <<print dialog.Show1("viola.png", "Viola", "maids", "I put them farther away. They should be safe now... Damn! The omnivores... their necks are really long.")>>\ <b class="protagonist">"I think those are called stalks."</b> <<print dialog.Show1("viola.png", "Viola", "maids", "Whatever! What's next on the list? Hmm... Ok. I should grab the sand bag over there, bring it here and fill up the dark brown pots with it. Sounds easy enough.")>>\ <<if $soilinsight == true>>\ [[Just make sure to not step over that large area of muddy soil! It's like quicksand.|ViolaSuccess3]] <<else>>\ //<b class="na">(You don't have the proper experience to take this decision)</b>// <img src='media/icons/lock.jpg'/> <</if>>\ [[Easy enough! See you soon then.|ViolaFail3]] <<set $seedling = false>>\

You hum to yourself a faint melody as you scrub another pair of shears. How is there so much equipment? You feel as if you're not going to be done until evening. <<print dialog.Show1("viola.png", "Viola", "maids", "I made sure to place the plants away from the omnivores!")>>\ A faint sheen of sweat glistens on her ruddy skin. <b class="protagonist">"Excellent work!"</b> You drop the shears and lift up the paper again. <b class="protagonist">"Next thing is... You have to go to the bags of soil. Over there-..."</b> You point to the east side of the conservatory. <b class="protagonist">"Take a bag of sand and fill up the large pots here."</b> <<print dialog.Show1("viola.png", "Viola", "maids", "Piece of cake!")>>\ <<if $soilinsight == true>>\ [[Just make sure to not step over that large area of muddy soil! It's like quicksand.|ViolaSuccess3]] <<else>>\ //<b class="na">(You don't have the proper experience to take this decision)</b>// <img src='media/icons/lock.jpg'/> <</if>>\ [[Easy enough! See you soon then.|ViolaFail3]] <<set $seedling = true>>\

<b class="protagonist">"Okay... I guess... we should return to our work, right?"</b> Viola tucks the damp hair behind her ears as she approaches the to-do list. <<print dialog.Show1("viola.png", "Viola", "maids", "Hm, well. This one sounds easy. I should put the seedlings onto the south bench so they can grow faster. Easy peasy!")>>\ <<if $safesprouts == true>>\ [[Make sure not to place them next to the omnivore plants, like the Flytraps.|ViolaSuccess2]] <<else>>\ //<b class="na">(You don't have the proper experience to take this decision)</b>// <img src='media/icons/lock.jpg'/> <</if>>\ [[See you soon!|ViolaFail2]]

<<print dialog.Show1("viola.png", "Viola", "maids", "Quicksand? Lily never cared about danger, didn't she? Hm... Thank you for the heads up!")>>\ <b class="protagonist">"Be safe!"</b> You call after her as she disappears once again. You are almost done! The tools are neatly sorted on the table, shiny and clean as Dr. Sterra expects them to be. Now you are wiping the surface of the dirty table clean and finishing the last arrangements as Viola arrives, dragging the large and heavy bag of sand with her. <<print dialog.Show1("viola.png", "Viola", "maids", "So she expects me to carry a midget-sized bag all by myself? What am I? A bodybuilder?")>>\ You chuckle at her as she drags the bag on the floor, moaning and puffing. <b class="protagonist">"Need help?"</b> <<print dialog.Show1("viola.png", "Viola", "maids", "Pah! No way... I am almost there...")>>\ She kicks over the bag and opens it after which she takes a clean shovel from you. Together, the task is quickly finished and you are now both sitting on the floor, exhausted. <<print dialog.Show1("viola.png", "Viola", "maids", "$firstname?")>>\ <b class="protagonist">"Yes?"</b> You stand up to pour yourself a cold glass of water at the sink. <<print dialog.Show1("viola.png", "Viola", "maids", "I actually had a really nice time today. I hope I get to see you around.")>>\ <b class="protagonist">"Me too!"</b> You give her a small smile and offer her a hand as she's about to stand up. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'LilyReturn'>><</button>></p>

<<print dialog.Show1("viola.png", "Viola", "maids", "Okay, be right back then!")>>\ Peaceful silence engulfs you as she leaves to pick up the bags. In your solitude, you reflect on Viola. She seems like a really sweet person though somewhat naive at times. Nevertheless, working together was definitely way more exciting than alone. A sudden scream interrupts your thoughts. Viola! You run towards her, wondering where she is. But then you notice her on the ground - or more precisely - in the ground. <b class="viola">"Help!"</b> She writhes as the soil is swallowing her. Quicksand! Her entire body is engulfed save for the head. The earth presses and squeezes her as if having fun with its catch. You kneel down, offering her your hand and she grasps it but the earth has a far too tight grip on her. Instead of pulling her up, you stand up again and grab the bunch of vines hanging from a tree. They seem sturdy enough! Viola latches onto the vines, holding tightly as they pull her out of the earth. You offer her a comforting hug as she collapses onto your shoulder and sobs. <<print dialog.Show1("viola.png", "Viola", "maids", "Thank you! Thank you so much! No, wait... take this. It is much better than plain words.")>>\ ''//You gained 5 SP//'' Leaned against your shoulder, she slowly makes her way back to the centre of the conservatory. It takes her some time to calm down but eventually you finish the final task together. Now sitting on the table, you are enjoying the peace after a hard day's work and adventure. Her head is leaned against your shoulder and she's quiet but you can tell that she's glad to have you. <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' 'LilyReturn'>><</button>></p> <<set $SP += 5>>\

<<print dialog.Show1("monasmilingclosed.png", "Dr. Sterra", "girls", "I see two sweaty and aching girls. Oh, I am so proud of you! The tools look clean... the pots are filled with sand...")>>\ <<if $seedling == false>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("viola.png", "Viola", "maids", "We screwed up the seedlings. I mean - I did. I put them next to those hungry plants.")>>\ Mona gasps, looking at both of you as if you were equally to blame. You notice how she struggles to hide her disappointment. <<print dialog.Show1("monaseriousopen.png", "Dr. Sterra", "girls", "Everybody makes mistakes. That's how we learn... However, I cannot pay you the full reward for this little screw up. But I'm happy and proud of you both! I'm sure that you will be good gardeners in no time!")>>\ ''//You gained 8 SP.//'' <<set $SP += 8>>\ <<else>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("viola.png", "Viola", "maids", "And the seedlings are bathing in the sun!")>>\ <<print dialog.Show1("monasmilingopen.png", "Dr. Sterra", "girls", "Excellent! I knew I could count on you. I guess I can take the evening off then. And you two will get the full reward!")>>\ ''//You gained 10 SP.//'' <<set $SP += 10>>\ <</if>> <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Continue' $home>><</button>></p>

<img class="center" src='media/items/silverring1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(295)"/> A silver ring you found on a bench. It seems to be an engagement ring. You wonder who it does belong? //Note: This questline ends here for now (version 0.5.5). Check in for future updates! :)// <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Back' 'Inventory'>><</button>></p>

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You stop in surprise as you spot a familiar face down the corridor. You remember the man as the one who removed your gag during that sleepover dare. No need to be afraid, you sigh in relief. <b class="male">"Hello."</b> The man, with his unusually calm and pale eyes stops before you. He is so tall! You have to awkwardly look up to meet his face. <b class="male">"Are you on a quest again?"</b> He asks with a barely present, teasing smile. <b class="protagonist">"N-no..."</b> You shake your head. <b class="protagonist">"Not really. What about you?"</b> <b class="male">"If I told you that, I would have to kill you."</b> Your mouth parts in horror, a chill creeping up your spine. <b class="male">"Kidding!"</b> He finally says, laughter erupting from his lips. A subtle scent of burbon lingers in the air after each exhaled breath. <b class="male">"However, I don't have much time to talk. Sorry."</b> He moves past you, giving you a flirty smile before heading down the hallway. You can't help but blush and look down... <img class="center" src='media/bottle/note1.jpg' onclick="source.ShowSource(290)"/> Wait. What's that? You kneel down and pick up a piece of paper. You want to call after the man but he is long gone... There is a phone number scribbled on the little parchment. Your imagination is already running wild, curiosity taking its grip. ''//Hastily Written Note has been added to your inventory.//'' <p style="text-align:center"><<button 'Go home' 'HandlerIn'>><</button>></p> <div id="sources"></div> <<script>>setup.InventoryAddWithID (51)<</script>>\ <<set $RoomArray.delete ("eventNote")>>\

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