Witnessing Their Own Debasement

Their order was more a series of unseen negotiations than Yuki's doing, though she smiles all the same. First, on one corner was Ben, and immediately afterward, Wendy went next to him, almost running into position. In a much more dignified manner, Callie walked so that she was in the desk opposite Ben's. After that, Yua and Maricela walked to the opposite end, taking the other two corner desks, as far from Ben as possible. And while not explicitly mentioned, the glowering look that Yua gave to Emma made her walk so that she was in the spot next to Callie, not next to either of her 'teammates', though now that the cat was out of the bag, it was questionable if they were even that. Monica walked over to stand next to Wendy, peeking at Ben as she steps back and finally Ashley goes to the last spot, next to Yua.

"All set? Well, I'll tell you, the more people finish, the stronger the illusion will get. Now, have fun! Go!" Yuki smiles, as she watches them reach for the pieces, before each stops in turn.

"Oh yes, Master, please, fuck me!" Ben stops to look at Callie, only to see her also stop, looking up. Each of the contestants stops and looks, but even as Ben looks back at Callie, he hears her voice again, even as her lips don't move. "Fuck, you're so big, please fuck my pussy, Master." Yua's voice is next. "Hmm, I'm next, so cum in the little slut so you can give me your love, Goshujin-sama." Her sultry voice fills Ben's ears as he looks at Yua who looks at Wendy.

Audiotory hallucinations? Is that Yuki's game? Ben tries to put it out of his mind, trying to focus on the challenge, only to look down at his pieces. And that's when he saw... something. The mass of black pieces were no longer black, but a variety of colors now, no two pieces the same. And as he reaches for a corner piece, he sees that the colors are shifting even as the piece rests in his hand. The piece is a cream color, like a bed sheet, and as he watches, the piece darkens from the corner in a smooth way. A shadow.

This isn't a static puzzle. It's... a dynamic one. It's not a picture, but a video, and as the sounds of moans fill Ben's ears, he knows, it can't be anything good. Still, he needs to keep going, he is competing. So he gathers the edges, each falling into place as he sees the video pan and move like a high quality shoot, never letting him get a full picture.

As the edges fall into place, each of the girls and Ben come to the same humiliating conclusion. In order to find where each piece lands, they had to try to imagine the scene before them. A thigh in a bottom row would be connected to the hip, the brown skin of Wendy needing to be connected to her body, before the shot shifted. They had to visualize their own debasement, try to piece it together one piece at a time, all the while the picture only grows fuller. Sound joins image to make video, as Ben watches Wendy on the floor next to the bed in the center of the shot, begging for Master to take her next. Pieces are placed in general positions first, as a wall signals that all of one section is together. Still, the exact placement is hard, until a shot lingers long enough to allow edges to match.

Ben works hard, trying to find each piece, soon having a general layout of which pieces are near each other, which only makes the scene apparent. It is a massive orgy, just like the statue in his room. Emma rides his face, while Monica and Ashley are pleasured by his hands. Callie is riding him, while Yua is at his thighs, rubbing them and herself as she lays kisses on the insides of his thighs. The others lie around him kissing his skin and rubbing their naked bodies over him.

Ben closes his eyes, trying to banish the image. He decides to take a break by seeing how his competitors are doing. And that's when he learns something. As he looks at Wendy's picture, the cries from his own cease in his own ears, as they are filled by hers.

"Please, Master, I'll be good. Please, I want to serve you too." Wendy's picture is like Ben's with the mass of girls. Except there is very much one difference. Wendy is standing on the floor beside the bed, her arms tied in an armbinder behind her, both that and straps around her torso pulling her up toward the ceiling with nylon ropes. Her waist is beautifully cinched by a leather corset around her midsection. She is watching the others take her master, as a vibrator is tied to her leg, teasing her, never letting her feel the pleasure that she witnesses in spades. Yua rides her master, as he looks at her, clearly taunting her. The cruel other Ben says, "Now, now, you had your chance. Give the other's theirs. And accept your punishment, and maybe I'll forgive you." And then the camera pans, revealing Emma standing behind Wendy, a paddle in her hand which she swings down on the girl as she cries out for forgiveness. Does this mean she wants to be punished, to repent for that time...? All of this he sees as the video pans, the left side mostly finished while the right side is nowhere near done. Compared to Ben, she is dreadfully behind.

Ben turns from that scene, only to try to refocus on his own. The mewling sound of worshipful women fill his ears again, as he works toward finishing one quadrant of the puzzle. Every new piece in place only makes the vision realer, as the video Ben finishes in one girl only to have another climb on to replace her. Still, even as he tries not to enjoy it, he feels himself grow hard, as these visions of the women around him beg and plead for his love, shouting in ecstasy as he rewards each in turn. And with the varied scenes, shifting as dildos are introduced, as the girls separate to have sex with each other, the scene is increasingly easy to put together. A piece falls into place as Yua's skin tone moves from one place to another. As bright sex toys lay on the otherwise featureless bed. It feels... doable. Almost too easy. Ben finishes, placing the last piece in the puzzle.

Yuki cheers. "Ben has won the challenge. As should be expected from our capable master. Now, why don't you join me Ben, in walking around, seeing how the others are doing. And for you girls, well, time to show you just how deep this rabbit hole goes!" As her words pass her lips, all of the clothes on the girls disappear. Maricela and Yua try to cover up, only to see their competitors continue, and they know that they cannot maintain their modesty and hope to compete.

Ben finds his feet moving to follow Yuki's 'suggestion' walking behind her, the lone clothed man next to his naked harem. He shudders. His coworkers. Although, now that they are all naked, it's far too easy to think of his puzzle, how they are now dressed just as he had seen them in that vision.

Together they walk to Callie, and Ben sees just how narrow his win was. She has less than 10 pieces left, slowly finding them. Hers also seems a bit easier, With hers, the girls are separated into 3 groups, Yua and her licking each other in a 69, Wendy and Monica in another one, and Emma, Maricela, and Ashley are in their own group, pleasuring each other. All while Ben, their master, circles the group, watching as he strokes his hard cock. As Ben watches, the vision's Yua begins to shake, Callie's face painted by her wetness.

"We have a winner." Her master comes and kneels on the bed, his cock in front of Yua, who lays a kiss on it, before moving to impale Callie, a reward for her good service. Callie gasps, and you see real Callie wait as she holds her last puzzle piece, wanting to watch the scene. As her master thrusts inside of her, the vision's Callie cries out in pleasure. "Thank you, Master! I love to show my devotion. I want to be your top ****, the one that you love the most in your harem. I want to bring every **** to worship you like I do!"

And the Callie in the vision does not last long. "Please, may I cum, Master?" The masterful Ben, his hands firmly gripping her hips, gives his assent. "Good slaves get to cum." And with that, as the Callie in the vision shakes with orgasm, Callie places her last piece. A Master like that is what she wants...

"We have our 2nd place! Callie wins in a landslide, proving her devotion by diligently assembling her fantasy. Now, next step." Yuki waves her hands, and suddenly nobody is naked anymore.

Going down the row, Emma wears red lingerie that matches her hair, a half cup bra exposing her nipples, a thong leaving little of her ass unseen. Ashley is once again in that sheer cream colored camisole, but this time she is also in heels. Yua is wearing a stocking and garterbelt combo, much like Callie wore to her own first night... Maricela wears a teddy, her beautiful older body highlighted in all of the right ways, while Monica wore a cute babydoll, almost quaint compared to the others. And finally, almost incongruously, Wendy is dressed in the corset. The same one that Ben had just seen...

"Now, this should let them really feel the fantasy. Now their clothing in the real world matches the fantasy. Try not to get distracted tooo much." She holds the last words, taunting them as all of the girls only seem to double down, the later rounds clearly nothing that they want to deal with. And neither does Ben want to witness it, although in a way he does. Each woman is hotter to him now, dressed for him, wrapped like presents for the taking.

And with that, and Callie joining Ben with Yuki, the three move along the row. And there are no stops, as Ben looks at the three puzzles of Emma, Ashley, and Yua, their edges slowly completing, but none approaching their finish.

Emma seems almost transfixed, staring at her puzzle, the only complete element being a red ass in the bottom left corner. All while the puzzle makes a sound that Ben can't quite understand. "I'm a styupid swut, pwease punish mwe, Myaster." Yuki doesn't linger, moving to the next.

Ashley is not much better, having a few more pieces along the edge, but she is also struggling. It is easy to see why though, as most of her puzzle is white bedsheets, with little to distinguish it. In fact, she is working from the top, piecing together her hair, a shock of blonde. "I'm your little bimbo toy, I need you Master." Those words sound shockingly clear, although she stops, her hand trying to hide the puzzle as she feels Ben looking at it. She only continues when Ben moves on.

Yua... Yua has barely moved beyond the edges. And as you listen, you can hear why. "Please, I know that I'm old, but please, fill me Goshujin-sama. Please, I need your seed, fill me, your little breeding sow." Her hands grip the desk, but still, you can see that she is trying, slowly piecing it together. And walking across the row of desks, you can see that there is another person struggling. Maricela is also slow to find her pieces, although her hands keep rubbing her thighs. The only hint as to what lays beyond the pane are the voices. A couple voices of women moan, while Ben, sounding almost sinister, speaks above the din. "You're almost ready, my little trophy."

Each of these voices only serves to make Ben wonder, just how much these are fantasies or nightmares. They are hot, yes, but also so wrong. So taboo, so wrong. Like their darkest dreams given birth.

Yuki thankfully continues walking, walking from the pan into... the freezer? Monica's fantasy puzzle is almost complete, and it is surreal, but... wholesome? Ben is thrusting into Monica in a missionary position, her arms clutched along his back, her legs wrapped around his hips. Their is no sound beyond the sound of their slamming hips, and the light sounds of kissing as their lips lock in passionate embrace. That and the chorus. The shot is recorded from above, like a mirrored ceiling with a camera behind it. And the Monica who looks like herself is merely one of seven on the screen, though one might not know it, glancing at it. There is a darker skinned Monica, the same shade as Wendy, a more matronly Monica, a sort of half-Asian looking Monica, a blonde Monica, and a red-haired one, and even one with jet-black dyed hair, her body covered in tattoos. All my fantasies. Just Monica. The kiss breaks, as the Ben in the vision cums inside of Monica. "You are my fantasy. My toy which can be posed any which way. My girl who will do anything for me." To which the chorus responds with one voice. "Yes, anything you want, Ben. I'll be whoever you want me to be, ****, girl to her daddy, anything." And with that, Monica places the last piece.

"We have third place. Monica, with a rather narrow lead. Isn't that right, Wendy?" Ben turns to see Wendy, moving toward finishing. But she doesn't respond. "Oh right, silly me, the next step into fantasy is that they can't hear anything except their own puzzles. Closing their eyes, nothing will allow them to escape their own moans. Which will soon be added to..."

Ben looks from Wendy to her puzzle. Her slightly darker ass shows she has received her punishment, and now she is being rewarded for it, as the vision's Ben thrusts into her. "Now, get along with the others, or else I'll have to keep punishing you. More than I already have." Ben sees that Wendy is wet, as she looks at the picture, her hands now moving swiftly to finish, only a few pieces left. Ben sees her mouth a word. Please. And with that, as the two climax, Wendy finishes. And with that, a chorus of moans fill the air.