John the magnificent.

Warning, I have tried a little something special for this chapter and probably at least the next one, and the people reading Chyoa in sepia mode won't be able to enjoy it. I recommend that you switch back to black and white at least for these.

John tried to stay calm and whispered a last reminder to act as if she couldn't see anything, before a small viewing slot opened on the door at eye level. Her gift giving her some perception, even warped, of her environment had meant that Lorelei could move around in a way that would be impossible for a blind person. Yet in this situation, she would have to act as if she could see nothing, while using her gifts to analyze what was happening in this place. It was part of the things discussed earlier in the preparation briefing.

Through the small hole in the door, a pair of red eyes was looking at them. John couldn't tell if the blonde girl whom they belonged to was wearing colored contact lenses or if there was something of a more esoteric nature at work already.

"Ohhh, the new one? So cute! I can't wait to play with ya. And you brought a toy like instructed? I'm sorry if it loses value, but you have to take it out of the package to enter. Not much that gets in will stay in mint condition anyway. Time for the unboxing, sweetheart," said the girl from behind the door. Her voice was joyous but had this cadence that betrayed a bit of craziness. John had really not expected that and would have rather not done it while still in the field of view of the Order's surveillance van. He mentally typed a quick message to warn Moira of what would happen and in a swift move unbuckled the long cloak. He tried to put showmanship in the reveal, like a stage magician. In an instant, Lorelei was absolutely naked, bar the leather hood covering her hair and face. She couldn't refrain a shriek of surprise and quickly tried to cover her breasts and crotch with her hands.

"A shy one, so sweet. I wish I could play with her, I would make her squeal so easily. Nice quality hood, looks handmade. You followed instructions, you can enter," added the girl in a way that made John promise himself not to leave Lorelei alone once inside.

The door opened, and John held his partner's hand to lead her inside, making sure to do nothing that could betray that she actually was able to see. Her only piece of clothing draped over his left arm, he entered decidedly into the club.

It was the first good look that John could get at the seer's body. She was tall, a slender body that had very little in the way of womanly curves. The pale white skin and skinny look made John think about the ascetic life that the girl probably had. He was pretty sure seeing her that she only ever left the manor when her duties necessitated it.

Inside they were greeted by the gatekeeper. A blonde with a slightly crazy look on her face and these eerie red eyes. She was wearing a dark red leather corset, garter and tights in addition to a pair of leather panties with a zipper on the front.

Mora
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The weird girl put her hand on Lorelei's butt to help her get inside. She shivered, but more strongly and longer than John would have expected if she was only reacting to the surprise. He imagined that she might be over-acting her inability to see but chose to make sure.

“Are you OK? What happened?” he whispered to her.

“Nothing. Let's go,” she replied. She let go of his hand and came to stand closer to him, John instinctively putting his arm around her.

“So cute, I'm sure you both will have a great time here. I love new ones… To the elevator, please,” said Mora, pointing to an open door. The space behind the front door was just a very short hallway leading to an elevator and nothing more than a chair for the gatekeeper to wait for visitors.

The trio entered an old fashioned elevator that began going down at great speed. After a few seconds, John felt something strange and could tell that Lorelei sensed it too. It seemed that the theory of the club itself being in a barrier was true, and having the transition happeningin the elevator would hide this fact from guests unaware of the Abyss, simply convinced of being in an underground facility.

Finally, the doors opened, and another blonde girl wearing some typical bunny girl outfit straight out of a Playboy issue greeted them.

“Welcome to the Velvet Cave, I'm Tryxie, and I'll be your hostess tonight to make you discover this wonderful place! I'm sure you will enjoy your stay.” Mora pouted hearing this and began arguing with her. John focused on the new girl with about the same result as the first one.

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“I want to take these, Tryx. Please, can you take my shift at the door? I'll take two of yours,” asked the red eyed girl in a really frightening, high pitched voice. John was really wondering how he had such high RP scores with two total strangers that should know nothing about him.

“Nope, nope, nope, nope, nope. First, you're never around when you're supposed to cover my shifts when we trade. Second, you are not allowed to be host for newcomers. Enjoy your evening, I'll show these two around!” said the joyful bunny girl, kissing her coworker sensually and pressing a hand against her crotch in a way that made her shiver.

John took this opportunity to check both of their inventories, but the clothes and accessories were perfectly mundane, if really kinky. The only shocker was the pair of massive vibrators that each of them was wearing and the fact that Tryxie had just upped the setting of the front one of Mora to the max setting.

Mora retreated to the elevator, grumbling and twitching, while Tryxie placed herself on the side of Lorelei, putting an arm behind her back, but contrary to John whose hand was resting on her waist, she grabbed her butt with her left hand and cupped one of her small tits with her right. John could feel the strong shiver going down Lorelei’s spine. Something was afoot, but their hostess was too close for him to ask her anything.

John let himself be lead through a classy hallway full of gilding, dark sculpted wood walls and thick red carpet. A detail that Lorelei seemed to appreciate, being barefoot. Another girl came in and took the cloak from John, taking it to a small room and leaving a small numbered token in his hand.

Suddenly, they arrived at the end of the hallway; the strange music of which John had begun hearing echoes a few seconds earlier was now fully audible. John sent a message to Moira indicating that they were in and without trouble so far.

“You'll love it here, there's something for you no matter your tastes,” announced Tryxie, letting John take the measure of what was in front of him.

The underground area looked as big as a stadium; its configuration was really weird. It looked organic. A series of curved, carpeted paths like blood vessels led to dozens of small alcoves and large areas. The walls and ceiling were covered with curtains of red and pink velvet, hiding a series of spotlights targeted at each area. The entrance was higher than most of these areas, and the paths were going up and down, to dug out alcoves and pits or elevated platforms. The ceiling was most likely held by arches, the sidewalls showing a series of giants statues of naked women in lascivious poses, each with at least one arm in the air, their hand holding a large block of stone above them. None seemed to match the strange statuettes, but among their variety, some didn't look human. There was something vibrant in the decor and style of this place, something welcoming, comforting, arousing…

John could spot hundreds of people ranging from fully dressed to stark naked and going through various stages of undress or fetish wear. There were a few bars, a huge dance floor and various platforms reminding John of a strip club, but the most peculiar parts were the pits and alcoves forming some sort of maze. There, in a setting that offered only a semblance of privacy, while providing an outlet to the voyeuristic tendencies of other guests, members were abandoning themselves to lascivious embraces or entertaining themselves with the most devious games.

There seemed to be no obvious use of magic in the place for now, but John couldn't ask Lorelei for her opinion yet. He could smell a hint of the same incense as in Felicity’s backroom. A strange thing caught his attention as they were walking between the booths: a row of naked girls (normal humans from his observe on them) wearing golden lipstick were giving some guys blowjobs while twitching and moaning from pleasure despite there being nothing that seemed to give them stimulation. In fact, they seemed to enjoy the action even more than the men it was performed on.

“An interesting choice, your pick for your plus one tonight. But then someone like you isn't lacking in alternatives. Ohhh, why the frown? Don't worry, no one will play with your toy without your permission, or hers. This is a place for pleasure and enjoyment; we want everyone to leave with a smile on their face,” said Tryxie while they crossed the distance towards the bar that seemed to be their destination.

She had let go of Lorelei and was simply walking at their side now, her attention drawn by the various shows they were walking by. It seemed that even someone working there was still fascinated by what was happening.

John chuckled as they passed a booth where a middle aged man wearing only some boots and a cowboy hat was tied with ropes and covered in honey. He was being licked clean by four girls wearing fake fire ant antennas on their head in what looked like an erotic reenactment of the classical Western ordeal.

On his right, John could see a large breasted Korean woman, literally covered and surrounded by naked men, thrusting hard cocks in every orifice or fold of her body. One was lying under her, pounding her ass, while another one was standing, thrusting into her pussy. A third one was sitting on her chest, sliding his dick between her glistening tits. Her head was hung backwards as she deapthroated a man behind her, all the while giving a handjob to two men, using a hand for each. Another two men where even sliding their dicks under her oiled armpits, and she was playing with the dicks of two men sitting in chairs with her toes. This strange mass of shining oiled bodies had her getting pounded from all sides while giving pleasure to 11 men.

Tryxie too stopped in front of the booth to enjoy the view, which John used as a distraction to finally talk with Lorelei. He grabbed her by the shoulder and spun her around, holding her to prevent her from falling while kissing her. After she recovered from the surprise and he could feel her tense body mellow in his arms, he broke the kiss and began kissing her neck, just below her ear, allowing him to whisper to her.

“How is it going? Did you find anything? Are you OK?” he asked her.

“I'm… I'm not used to this… This is strange, I feel warm… These two are not what they seem to be. I feel no demonic taint here, but there is something… I can't feel the magic like I normally could, but I can feel its effects. We have to continue, we have to learn more, don't abandon the mission on my behalf unless I give you the signal. The mission comes first…” she replied to him in the same manner, under the amused looks of Tryxie who seemed to find the embarrassed blushing body of the lean girl even more interesting than the epic gangbang happening behind her.

“You'll have time for that later, lovebirds. Follow me. We're almost there. As you can see, this area is pretty varied. The booths are free to use. There you can have fun or experiment your wildest fantasies with friends, other guests or the club's girls. Or you can watch others do so or join them. The only thing to remember is that it should be an enjoyable experience for everyone. I'll get you your drinks,” said Tryxie as they came close to the area surrounding the bar. The sitting offered in the area was in the form of very low bumps of curved fluffy red material protruding from the carpet to form circular sitting areas. John led Lorelei to one of these and sat down with her on his lap, one of her arms around his shoulders.

“You have no idea how hard it is not to react to all this stuff like I can see,” said Lorelei, keeping her voice low. “But I feel that all of this doesn't leave you indifferent. You're doing a great job at maintaining your cover.”

John wondered if she was talking about what her powers were showing her or if it was just a reflection on the fact that she was currently sitting with his hard cock pressing against her ass through his pants. Tryxie came back with two large glasses of a very colorful cocktail of still swirling pink, orange and blue liquids that seemed not to mix with each other. She handed both glasses to John, letting him give Lorelei hers.

The young seer took a swig of it and shuddered making her almost drop her drink. John himself took a sip of his own. He was immediately overwhelmed by the feeling. This wasn't a normal drink; the fizzy, fruity taste and alcoholic warmth might hide it from most people, but there was more in this drink than that, proven if needed be by how his already hard cock was now ready to burst through his pants while his full suit instantly became warm and itchy.

“Drinks are free with your membership, for you and up to two guests on any of your visits. If you like to dance but think that traditional nightclubs are too stuffy and puritan, you can hit the dance floor. Our state of the art sound system makes the music only heard in this area to not disturb the rest of the activities. Dancing is a full contact thing here. And if you don't know how to dance, I'm sure someone will teach you. Some people like to strip and expose themselves on the platforms there, but this is not a strip club, throwing money at them is considered to be rude; we actually prefer if people don't bring money here to keep things simpler. There are a few other things, special ones, on other floors, but it can wait until you explored the common areas first. So… What will it be? See anything that strikes your fancy? Want to try your brand new toy?” she explained.

Lorelei seemed a lot more affected by the drink than John: she was warm to the touch, and her head was doling around, looking slightly feverish. She took another gulp of the drink and kissed John with it still in her mouth, sharing some of it during the kiss, under the amused look of their hostess. John had felt something strange during the kiss, a glimpse of something; it reminded him a bit of the seance he had with her at the Manor, when she used her powers to share his visions.

“We should try a booth… We need to try one… Master,” said Lorelei in a begging voice. John wasn't sure how much of it was acting and how much was from the drink, but the fact that they would almost certainly have sex had been discussed before, and he would look really suspicious rejecting his own girl almost throwing herself at him.

“Of course, anything for you. You wouldn't have a free booth with comfortable bedding available by any chance?” he asked their hostess, already grinning at the prospect.

“Of course, it's the most common kind; the ones with special equipment are pretty busy some nights, but most don't mind sharing with the people using them,” she replied. While they were getting up, John took advantage of her distraction looking for a booth to pour the rest of his drink in a glass he took from his inventory and pocketed it. When she looked back at him, he was drinking the last drops from the club's glass, then put it down on the flat surface in the middle of the sitting area.

They were led to one of the countless dips in the floor of the cave with raised edges. In this small crater was a large surface looking like a bed. It appeared clean, but it was obvious that without magic it would be hell to actually keep this place clean. Once inside, Lorelei began to undress him, fumbling while trying to find the buttons of his shirt, either acting her blindness perfectly or still somewhat buzzed from her drink. John had changed these last weeks, and it still surprised him on occasion to see some defined muscles on his body while stripping, even if he still was pretty lean. Tryxie’s mouth opened in awe when Lorelei removed his pants. The small purple thong had failed its purpose, and John's long hard dick was peeking out from under it on the side. It was soon on the floor and forgotten about.

“Girl! You're in for a ride. I'm kind of jealous now. You'll have to share this one once you get your turn,” she said. Reflecting on something she thought the hooded girl couldn't see. Lorelei reacted to this by moving her hands on it and gasping loudly as she touched John's dick.

Helping her to the bed, John laid next to her, playing with her pussy with one finger. He had been worried about her being ready, but she was already wet and pressing her mound against him, making it clear that she wanted more than some foreplay.

John helped her on top of him and let her grind her pussy against the length of his cock while straddling him. He had his hands on her chest, half offering support, half to play with her small breasts.

“More! Now! I need it in me! Time has come! The gold and purple man, it's you, it was always you. Take me!” she said, almost screaming.

On this prompt and despite being somewhat confused by her words, John helped her get the tip of his cock lined up with her pussy and watched her impale herself on it. John felt some pain while entering her followed by a sudden rush of pleasure. Not the usual kind though, well, not only. His vision was blurry, and he was feeling things he never felt before as she bounced on his cock, making him pump furiously into her. He was feeling pleasure, but it was off, it was like there was more, and the blurred vision, he was seeing… himself?

As she exploded in a massive orgasm that struck his brain like a lightning bolt, he understood. He was fucking an empath and a seer, he was feeling himself fucking her pussy and her mind was broadcasting full strength at his own what it felt to be fucked by him. Well, she might even feel what pleasure he was getting too. By the time of her second orgasm, all traces of the pain of what had to have been taking her virginity had disappeared, and there was only bliss. His vision was truly fucked up now, and he had trouble remembering who he was. Until the moment where he exploded, filling her pussy with cum and giving her a third orgasm at the same time as his own, the only thing he noticed before blacking out was her body going limp on him.