Insist on the door code

"Look. You say youve already been through this. I doubt they changed everything. I say we give the door code a try at least, see if we can save ourselves some time."

Rachel looked like she wanted to argue but thought better of it. "Alright. I have no idea if itll work but its worth a try i guess and it should only take a minute to find out."

As Rachel led the way past the stairs and other doors, she quickly walked across the sprawling room of elaborate wood paneling and display cases, some of which held sets of clothes on mannequins before coming to the large door on the opposite side.

"351189" as Rachel muttered the number to herself, she approached the large keypad and punched in the code. "Heres hoping we get lucky."

As Rachel pressed enter, the keypad flashed red and at the same time, the floor opened up beneath the duo.

"Ohhhhhshiiiii..." as they fell, Samantha did her best to try to grab anything but the fall was too abrupt and the walls too smooth. As they hit the bottom, the fall was alot softer than she expected and with a groan, Samantha sat up to realize they had both landed on a large latex pad.

"Samantha dont move!" Too late. As she sat up and shifted her weight, there was an ominous click and a moment later, the trap sprang up like a net pinning her against the wall and as the latex sheet covered her body, she saw with dismay that the trap had triggered on Rachel as well pinning her against the opposite wall. As the warm and sticky latex covered her, rendering her completely blind, Samantha struggled to push her way out or rip it. Unfortunately it simply stretched with her and from the outside, it would have looked to any observer as though she was trying to come out of the wall.

As she struggled, Samantha heard a faint hum and felt as the latex began growing tighter. As her movements became more frantic in an attempt to escape, it was no use as her arms were slowly cinched to her side and she soon found herself unable to move an inch although there was still enough of a gap left for her to breath. As she struggled to move, Samantha couldnt believe her terrible luck. She had been caught again. Across from her, she heard loud muffled screaming from Rachel who seemed to be either pissed or not handling the heavy restraint very well.

"Auggmmmppphggg!!"

As the two girls struggled in their tight bondage, a few workers showed up to admire the new wallart.

"Been awhile since someone was stupid enough to punch in an old code. Sluts really thought the facility wouldnt change it up?"

The other worker gave a chuckle as he squeezed Rachels boob earning himself muffled swearing and renewed struggling. "Well these bitches are clearly either too empty-headed or too big of sluts to have won anything. But Im planning on coming back after my shift to have fun with this one. I do like them lively."

"Well lets finish getting them ready then." As the two workers peeled back the layers surrounding the two girls heads, the duo found themselves staring across at each other both bound to opposite walls in a latex trap. As Rachel attempted to scream more profanities, both girls were simultaneously silenced with a dildo gag down the throat.

"You mothfmmmmgrgkkk!" As Rachel spasmed at the intrusion, the worker simply smiled.

"Dont you worry slut, by the time you get out of here, ill have you drooling for cock." As Rachel shot him a look of intense hatred, both workers pulled out latex hoods. "Gotta have you looking the part of a proper fuckdoll. Dont you worry none. Those gags are tubes. We'll be back in about two hours to feed you some dick." As Samanthas found herself once again plunged into darkness, the last thing she saw for the next month was Rachels face. Gone was the confident young girl and in her eyes was fear and tears as she was hooded and turned into a latex statue.

Rachel and Samantha were both moved a little bit and adjustments made to their bondage, hollow dildos placed in all their holes so they would be easily accessible as the holes of any proper fuckdoll should be. During business hours, they hung on one of the walls of the haunted mansion, writhing in their bondage. After the business was closed, the room was opened up to the hunters and staff to use them in any way possible. It was impossible to tell how long Samantha had been hanging there and she had lost count of the number of upside down blowjobs and threesomes she had been a part of, but after a while she learned to adapt and submit to her new lifestyle even enjoying the fun of being fucked. After all, when they were left alone, she could hear Rachel next to her, her slurring moans, the only company she would have for a month. "It could be worse." She reasoned. "Rachels here for three months."

BAD END