Sit back, relax, and enjoy a mid-show snack

Nicole couldn't see another approach to getting the key, so she decided she'd have to sit and watch whatever perverted movie these people wanted her to watch. She took a seat in the apparently normal theatre chair.

The lights dimmed. Nicole couldn't really see anything other than the screen at this point.

"Cumming soon" the screen read.

"Really?" Nicole thought to herself "I have to sit through trailers?"

That thought quickly dispersed as she realized she was the trailer. The screen showed various clips of the debaucherous things Nicole had done so far, including the most recent blowjob of the merchant. Nicole could not look away from her behavior, and she honestly didn't want to. She looked as hot as she had felt doing these things. She resisted the urge to play with herself as the title card read "Nicole DuVray: Chief of Sluts", which, she had to admit, had a ring to it.

Onto the main attraction, or so she hoped so she could get the key and move on.

Suddenly, shackles slid out of the theatre chair, binding her hands to the arms. A second pair wrapped around her ankles. Nicole struggled against her bonds, but to no avail. Whatever these people wanted her to see, she was going to see it. Normally she'd be worried about her pussy on display, but it was dark, and she had been walking around bottomless for a while now.

The film started. A brunette woman, about the same size as Nicole, albeit with smaller boobs and a thicker ass, stood alone on camera. Her hair was tied back, and she wore a tank top and yoga pants, looking altogether like she had just been on a run. She held a collar in her hand. Without a sound, she put the collar on.

"Slavegirls must be naked." a voice boomed off camera.

Suddenly there were at least three naked men in frame. The woman's tank top was torn off her body, revealing a modest sports bra, which was quickly yanked off as well, revealing perfectly round b-cup breasts. A pair of hands went into the waistband of her yoga pants and yanked them and her panties down in one fell swoop with such **** that the woman's ass jiggled in response. As a final action, the woman's hair was grabbed and her ponytail removed, her hair cascading down her back as an act of finality.

Nicole suddenly felt hands around her waist, but she couldn't see her assailant in the dark, but their hands were moving lower. Shackled to the chair, she was powerless to resist as the hands made their way to her pussy.

"Slavegirls live to serve" the film boomed. The brunette was **** to her knees. She took a cock in each of her hands, and began to suck the third.

Meanwhile, whomever was under Nicole's skirt had begun to eat her out. Their expert ministrations were successful at eliciting a series of moans from the captive audience.

The brunette was now being fucked in earnest, all holes filled and sucking the third dick with enthusiasm, but Nicole wasn't watching the film anymore. Her eyes were either closed or rolling upwards as she was fully under the spell of her unknown lover "Holy fuck" she gasped as he picked up the pace. "Don't stop, I'm going to cum".

This statement seemed to encourage the unknown individual as they redoubled their efforts as Nicole came for the first time in the dungeon, no doubt dousing her guest in juices.

The film ended, the lights came up. Her visitor stood up. It was the girl from the movie. She licked her lips and smiled at Nicole suggestively "it's fun being a slavegirl" she said, turned her naked body, and walked away, giving Nicole a front row view of her superb ass.

Her shackles released, a panel near the exit opened up, revealing the next key.

"We hope you enjoyed the show, and the interactive cast panel" the voice chimed in, suppressing his laughter at the joke. "Our sound and screen are so good, you feel like you're part of the show!"

Nicole grabbed the key, and got out of there.