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Chapter 4 by Cantalope Cantalope

Do you continue to listen or move away?

Lean closer, you can almost make it out...

You never could put a mystery down, you had to know what the strange room was for and what it had done to these girls. You wouldn't watch for long, just enough time to make sense of all this. The swirling colors are starting to make a pattern and the pulsing rhythm echoes profoundly in your head, like it's trying to tell you something but you can't quite make it out. It's maddeningly close to making sense, you can feel it, if you could just concentrate a little harder...

You feel yourself start to fall forward and brace your arm against the couch.

What does it mean? Half-formed words and images seem to materialize on the screen, beaten into shape by the music hammering in your head. Was that a woman? A maid? Her clothes weren't right somehow... but the images change shape and form too quickly for you to properly assimilate them. A dog? No, a woman again. A tennis racket? A paddle. A man? A master. Wait, what? But the images continue on in a constant stream.

It was almost like it was taunting you, presenting you an idea only to yank it away. But you could feel it getting closer, like it was trusting you more and more...

Your arms and legs are shaking as the room swirls sickeningly around the coalescing images. As the screen becomes clearer and clearer the world seems to make less and less sense. Why is your body so heavy? Your legs are shaking terribly under your own weight. Your arm feels like it's been holding up the world. You are swaying so haphazardly that the screen is becoming difficult to focus on again. NO! You had to focus on the screen! It was the only thing that made sense in a world of swirls and colors!

You slide bonelessly onto the couch, eyes unblinking as you press your head against headphones, the music somehow pushing back the nausea with every beat.


The screen is finally clear now, you can see every image in clear detail and your brain processes the sounds like they're your own thoughts. A maid... no... You stand at attention in your uniform... GOOD. It's very revealing... GOOD. ...My... PUSSY. P-pussy is showing...And I have been given an order... GOOD By a man... BAD. By...by... BAD. By my employer... BAD. STUPID. UGLY. No! No! By...by...Master? ...GOOD. Master has given me an order... GOOD. OBEY. Master has told me to...get on my knees? GOOD. OBEY. ...Why? BAD. BAD. BAD. OBEY. OBEY. OBEY NOW. You fall to your knees, eyes wide in apprehension. Would he notice your hesitation? Master tells me to open my mouth. You do so. GOOD. Master unbuttons his pants and pulls out his... Oh God! Your mouth snaps shut. BAD. BAD. BAD. STUPID. STUPID. HIDEOUS. REVOLTING. Your mouth pops open into an "O", tears streaming down your face as you look up pleadingly at your master. Please don't be angry with me... I was just surprised... THINK. BAD. THINK BAD. DO. NOT. THINK. Master steps forward, his erection- COCK. COCK. COCK. -his cock swings in front of my face. It's so- BIG. -and it smells so- GOOD. I... I... stick out my tongue... GOOD. GOOD. I lick his cock... MORE. MORE. I push my face into his groin, I breath deeply, taking in his scent while licking up and down his thick shaft... MORE. MORE. I nuzzle his shaft while playing with his balls using my tongue. God, he smells so Good! I suck a nut into my mouth and suckle on it, tasting his delicious sweat while my hands go to my pussy- BAD. BAD. BAD. SELFISH. BITCH. BITCH. -I put my hands on his thighs, waiting for orders- GOOD. -while I suck on his balls...

MORE. I drag my tongue up his enormous shaft, letting my nose trail along his blazing rod while I stare up into Masters- ILLUSTRIOUS. GLORIOUS. MAGNIFICENT. -Illustrious eyes and wait for permission. GOOD. GOOD. GOOD. Master gives me permission to suck his cock, "Thank you Master!" I swirl my tongue around his cock-head, slowly sinking deeper onto his enormous cock while moaning so Master knows I am grateful. I push till my tongue is licking his balls again and swallow around his cock before- SLOW. PERMISSION. -I pull back and slowly bob halfway up and down on his great rod, slowly going faster and taking more and more of him- WATCH. PERMISSION. -I back off and watch his face for permission to go deeper...Master tells me to go slower... OBEY. OBEY. ...so I pull back and lick his shaft up and down like a popsicle... GOOD. BEAUTIFUL. LOVELY. Ahhn... I lick his sensitive spots till his cock is completely- THINK. LESS. -super hard, then I slide down to his balls and lick them while he cools down... GOOD. DELIGHTFUL. PERFECT. ...Ohh...Ah! I keep doing that till Master tells me otherwise! GOOD. GOOD. GOOD.

Master puts a hand on my head- GOOD. PLEASURE. GOOD. -Oh! Oh...he tells me its time. I suck my way up on the sides of his beautiful cock till I reach his head and swirl my tongue around it...I sheath his tool in my mouth, inch by inch, till I'm licking his balls...I look at Master for permission...he nods! I bounce up and down on his huge cock, sucking every time I pull back so my cheeks hollow out, looking up at Master so I know he's enjoying it....Master grabs my head! Good.... GOOD. ... So...Goood... I press closer to Master, swallowing around his cock while I turn my head this way and that, massaging his Illustrious Cock with my throat... PLEASURE. PLEASURE. PLEASURE. ...Oh...God- MASTER. -Master...Oh Master...Keep fucking my throat...please...keep going...Master's hips buck into my face as his hands tighten and pull my hair, his Cock flexes in my throat and Master's hot nectar shoots down my throat- CUM. CUM. CUM. -OHMIGO- MASTER. -MASTER! MASTER! OH! OH! OHH!

What is Victoria's situation in the real world?

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