My brain is going everywhere, I'm tormented every day

Dakota took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and using the power she possessed as the host, looked out over the labyrinth to see how the contestants were doing. Of course, closing her eyes wasn’t necessary to use this ability.

But she didn’t want to look at Mr. S for another second. And she definitely couldn’t keep her composure if she kept seeing Nick’s strained expression looking at her, and those eyes that were filled with pity and concern for her wellbeing.

Maybe she should have been happy. After all, if he was looking at her that way, then it meant that he cared about her, right? Since he was worried for her? That had to mean that even if he denied it, he still held a spot for her someplace in his heart, just like Mary said he did.

Just like Dakota hoped he did.

But… she couldn’t stand it. Not now. Not those eyes. Not that face. Not after everything she’d already gone through today. Lynette being brought to live as a tool of the producers… that had never even occurred to her. The last time she had thought about that doll… she couldn’t remember. But what she did remember was the pain that she’d felt in her heart, all those long, lonely nights of suffering without her beloved Lynette.

And now this had happened to her. It was poetic. After all, everything Dakota touched became corrupted and twisted, just like her heart.

It was almost enough to make you laugh…

But Dakota was done laughing. No, now, she was all business. This challenge would go exactly as she intended. If something occurred to throw her off again… if everything didn’t go exactly as she expected…

She honestly didn’t know what she would do if that happened. And that scared her.

And Dakota wasn’t someone who scared easily.

Carly and Marley were making pretty good progress navigating the maze. It helped that they had somewhere in particular they were heading towards. Or, in this case, someone.

They took a few turns that Marley’s body was happy to remind them were in the wrong direction. But the twins ignored the sound of Marley’s clapping cheeks.

A few seconds later, they arrived, surprising the two women who had been standing still up until that point.

“Ah!” Holly’s eyes widened in surprise when she saw the two busty women come around the corner.

Gina was similarly shaken. But Marley judged from the look on her face and the dried tears in the corners of her eyes that she had been uneasy and shaken for an entirely different reason… and she wasn’t quite sure how to react to that.

Was Gina… crying? That’s a shock. I don’t think I’ve ever seen her cry before. Until now, Marley had considered Gina a lot like her sister, easygoing and laid back, not the kind of girl who let stuff get to her if she could help it. …Then again, Marley knew how sensitive Carly really was deep down. It made sense that Gina would have a similarly deep part of herself, given her life up until this point.

But while Marley was debating how to feel about what she saw in front of her, her sister was doing what she did best, and being friendly.

“Gina, hey,” Carly waved at the punk girl, either not noticing or intentionally not commenting on the sign of tears in the girl’s eyes. “And… Holly? What are you doing here? You’re not a contestant.”

“It’s a long story,” Holly said with a sigh. “I was supposed to be helping Vivian and Sylvia, but then we all got separated. I ran into Gina, and now I guess I’m helping her.”

She shrugged. “Weird how that turns out, you know?”

“So does that mean maybe you could help us, then?” Carly asked cheekily.

Marley gave her sister a look. Carly already had her! AND a pair of x-ray glasses! And she was trying to get more help? Talk about shameless!

Holly opened her mouth, not sure what to say. Her eyes flickered over to Gina, and Gina gave her first smile since they’d gotten here.

“It’s okay, Holly, you already helped me a lot, you know,” she assured the other girl. “Don’t worry about it, alright?”

Like that would stop Holly.

“No, you totally don’t get it!” Carly shook her head. “I meant that we could all work together! You know, and get out of this maze as a team, you get me?”

Gina blinked. That thought hadn’t even crossed her mind. “…Seriously? Even after I stabbed Dani in the back last challenge?”

Carly waved aside her concerns and smiled. “Come on, I’m not gonna hold a grudge over THAT!” She laughed. “Just part of the game! It’s fine, Gina, seriously. Don’t worry your head over it.”

Gina nodded, and her smile softened a little. That was nice to hear, at least. “Well… alright then.”

Holly and Marley looked at each other and smiled, glad that both women would be working together.

“No, you don’t need to help me!” Kim’s face was hot under the piercing gaze of Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin. Even without saying anything, Kim could tell what the trained killer wanted.

It was written all over her face.

That eager look in her eye. The dimples on her cheeks. The cheeky smile…

Kim wasn’t some gullible fool. Knowing that they needed to get through the maze, and that the quickest way through the maze was by finding the correct path, the answer to what needed to be done was obvious. One of them needed to have an orgasm.

Of course, Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin had been quick to volunteer when Kim explained her plan. The girl was practically made for something like this, after all. With her Tear Away transformation, orgasming would be as easy as ripping her clothes off. And she clearly wanted to help.

If Kim had to guess, Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin had been shaken by her placing in the ranking polls. Kim couldn’t really blame her for that, if she was being honest. After all, she had ranked dead last. Not even Kim at her most boring (to the audience) had placed that low.

So clearly, she was trying to prove herself. Trying to appeal to the audience by being friendly and helpful. It was a simple but elegant plan, and one Kim had to applaud.

But… Kim felt the same way. She didn’t feel comfortable just letting Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin hold her hand through the maze and get her through without any difficulty. Yes, the other woman wanted to help her, but what, was Kim just supposed to benefit from her skills and strength without doing anything in return? Just because the assassin wanted to prove herself to the audience?

No… she wasn’t comfortable with that. Not at all!

So… Kim made a choice. She decided that SHE would be the one responsible for orgasming and getting the map. Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin wasn’t thrilled by that, but Kim explained to her that this was the best way, because she could explain what she saw to the other woman, and Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin might struggle to do that.

So she’d agreed.

And now, Kim got to be the one to pull up the map… and she was starting to regret it. Because now she had to bring herself to orgasm with the other woman watching. And it was a lot more embarrassing than she’d thought it would be.

Taking a deep breath, she calmed herself down, and attempted to get started, even as she felt the assassin’s eyes burning holes into her. Yeesh.

Kim wasn’t the only one having a difficult time with orgasming in front of other people.

Only in Dani’s case, she was trying to avoid it.

It wasn’t easy. The aphrodisiacs coursing through her body as a result of the steam from the room she’d been trapped in was making every second she spent not getting the door open harder on her body.

Luckily, even with her body incredibly aroused like it was, she still had all of her strength. So when the put that strength towards opening the door, it gave way without much effort and a burst of air flooded into the room as the steam found somewhere to escape to.

Grabbing Morgana, Dani hauled ass (quite literally) and dragged the gagging goth girl out of the steam room, and into the corridor behind it. She sighed in relief as the steam dissipated through the hall, suffusing through the open space so thoroughly it would no longer have any effect on them.

“Ah… fresh air…” Dani sighed, taking a deep breath. “Fresh, stale, stagnant, underground air…”

The damp atmosphere of the corridor wasn’t great. But it was preferable to the waves of constant arousal that Dani had been **** to fend off. Now, she and Morgana would hopefully be able to come back to their senses.

It might just take a while.

“Hey, Morgana, are you alright?” Dani turned to the trembling goth girl in her arms. Morgana’s face looked even redder than hers felt. Dani struggled not to blush when she looked at the panting girl’s delicate features, and had to remind herself that Morgana was still just a teenager.

“I… I don’t… mmm…” Morgana wasn’t doing better than Dani when it came to fending off her orgasms. In fact, as far as Dani could tell, she was doing a lot worse.

Then she saw the goth girl begin to twitch, and her eyes rolled back into her skull.

Dani blushed, knowing what that signaled. She cleared her throat and helped set Morgana down on a soft patch of moss, stepping aside to allow her friend to ride out the waves of her orgasm with as much dignity as possible.

It wasn’t easy, because Dani was feeling quite worked up herself. But as she bit her lip and struggled not to cum, she found herself wondering why she was fighting it.

I mean… if I orgasm now… that’s for the best, right? She considered. It’ll help me get through the maze faster if I have a map.

Dani had been so focused on preserving her dignity that she hadn’t given any thought to pragmatism. But she considered what Carly would do in a situation like this, and conceded that her girlfriend would bring herself to orgasm without a second thought.

Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad if Dani did a little indulging of her own…

“Alright, according to the map, it’s right through here!” Rose led Amelia through the maze with her head held high. Now that she was no longer restricted from orgasming, she was determined to help the older woman as much as possible.

Was it embarrassing to cum in front of someone that she was trying to show her best self to? Yeah, a little bit. Rose definitely felt a wave of shame or two that she didn’t enjoy. But she weighed that against the boost in esteem her actions were no doubt getting, and came to the conclusion that Amelia would appreciate the pragmatism.

“Thank you for assisting,” Amelia said sincerely. “It… could not be easy for you, I imagine.” Her face was red. Just bringing it up was certainly not easy for Amelia, either.

Rose looked back at her and smiled. “Of course!” She said. “Don’t worry about a thing. Just follow me, I know the way!”

Of course, the maze changed at a whim, so Rose couldn’t ever be sure she was headed in the right direction. She might have to course correct with another orgasm, and embarrass herself some more.

But she’d already done a lot worse in the name of success in previous challenges. This much was nothing to her.

The two blondes came across another room at the end of the hallway, and while Amelia was hesitant, Rose did what she always did and barged right ahead.

Pushing the door open, Rose’s eyes widened in surprise.

“Oh my gosh!” She said, pointing at a dais in the center of the room. Upon it sat three sealed chests.

“…Treasure chests!”

Amelia immediately suspected a trap. She wasn’t a fool. This had “trap” written all over it!

“Rose,” she warned the other woman, “I would advise caution.”

Rose looked at her. Her expression seemed hurt.

“I mean… yeah, I know,” she said quietly. Her expression was serious. “Obviously we can’t just grab the treasure chests without thinking. They’ve gotta be booby-trapped.”

Did Amelia really think that little of Rose? That she was the sort of reckless woman who would do something like that, without thinking?

“It’s likely that all but one of the treasure chests are rigged,” Amelia reasoned, stroking her chin. “Or potentially all of them. Unfortunately, there is no discernable clues that could give us a hint as to which one is safe to open.”

She scanned the room with an appraising gaze, and found herself vindicated. There were no signals or hints or anything to suggest which treasure chests contained rewards and which did not.

“…Maybe it’s not supposed to be a puzzle we can solve,” Rose said quietly. “Knowing Dakota… she would probably load this place with tricks that are meant to screw us over, right?”

Amelia didn’t like the vulgarity of the phrase “screw us over” but she could acknowledge the logic behind Rose’s position.

“Indeed,” she said, adjusting her glasses. She nodded. “So what do you propose?”

Rose thought for a second. It was unlikely that ALL THREE of the treasure chests were dummies meant to sabotage them. That wasn’t Dakota’s style. No, one would definitely have a reward. Dakota would help them, but not give them any hints- hoping that they would just get caught up in whatever trap the chest had prepared.

“…We just have to pick one,” Rose said finally. “And see what we get.”

It was the same strategy Amelia had derided seconds earlier, but this time she nodded. After all, Rose wasn’t recklessly charging forward- she was bracing herself for what was likely to come next.

With that in mind, Amelia decided to take the risk for herself. It was the least she could do, given how much Rose had helped to guide them here.

“Dakota would not be so careless as to put the treasure in the center, knowing that is where most people would tend to look first,” Amelia reasoned. “And as she is right-handed, as are most people, she would refrain from the right, as that is where many people would pick from. So that leaves the left.”

She walked over to the treasure chest on the left and lifted it open. Immediately a long tongue shot out from its depths and wrapped around her waist. With a yelp, Amelia was pulled in, and she felt the lid of the chest slam shut on her rear, trapping her.

“Ah! It-! Get me out!” Amelia squirmed frantically, shaking her ass. Rose had to resist the urge to laugh at the sight of someone as smart as Amelia getting caught up in a mimic.

On the topic of intelligence, Dawn found herself wondering if she’d chosen the right door after all, in the previous room. As she wandered the long hallway she found it no different from any other hallway. But she didn’t think to go back.

She was too proud for that- until she found out that this was a dead end, she would keep going.

And maybe bring herself to orgasm along the way, just to be sure. A quick couple strokes of her tail later and Dawn was certain now- she was headed in the right direction! Excellent! She’d chosen correctly after all- at least as far as she could tell.

She also noted that there was a room a couple turns from here.

Dawn took a deep breath and pushed ahead, stepping into the room.

It was painted such a bright neon pink that it actually made her eyes hurt. She grimaced and covered her eyes, trying to avoid looking directly at the glowing walls.

As she did, her heart sank into her chest. She already had a good idea of what was about to come, and it wasn’t going to be good. Not at all.

Seconds later her fears and suspicions were proven correct as a thick pink gas began to pump into the room.

Dawn didn’t even bother holding her breath. What would be the point? She’d already resigned herself to the possibility of this outcome when she chose the pink door, knowing what was likely behind it. So she took a deep whiff, and let the gas do its work.

What will the gas do to Dawn?

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Sylvia was having a bit of difficulty with some of these puzzles. It didn’t help that Lynette was mocking her every step of the way.

“Come on,” the doll said with what would have been a sneer on her lips, if she had lips to sneer with. “You can’t solve a puzzle like this? It’s so easy! Shishishishi!”

Sylvia rolled her eyes. “I’ve never played with sex toys, alright?” She grumbled. This was such a stupid puzzle! To open the door, she had to line the right dildo up with the proper-sized hole. Only, she wouldn’t be able to tell how deep the holes went, and they all had the exact same circumference!

The puzzle-master in Sylvia could appreciate the cleverness and sexual nature of the puzzle.

As the one who had to do it? A lot less with the appreciating.

“Mommy could figure it out right away,” Lynette mocked.

Sylvia let out an exasperated sigh and rose to her feet. She turned to Lynette, and gave her a look that was technically a glare, but one filled with sympathy.

“Lynette… I think we need to settle this once and for all,” she said firmly.

“I think we need to settle this once and for all, Ella,” Vivian said, looking into the frustrated girl’s eyes. “And I’m not talking about your grudge against me.” She shook her head and stepped forward, a knowing expression on her face.

Ella bristled. “I-I don’t know what you mean,” she stammered, clenching her fists. She felt Cinder pressing against her skull and she winced, and reached out to snap her rubber-band.

“Thwap!”

Vivian stopped walking, respecting Ella’s space. But she didn’t stop talking, which is what Ella really wanted.

“The person who shot me in that last challenge… that wasn’t Cinder, was it?” Vivian asked quietly.

Ella froze stiff as a statue. Just that look on her face was enough to confirm Vivian’s suspicions then and there.