Lydia's Date (Part One)

As Lydia rode the elevator up to Bruce's floor she nervously paced around the elevator. It will be fine. Sure you haven't properly seen Bruce since you graduated high school....when you dumped him. Lydia sighed. It doesn't matter. Even if Bruce hates you that won't matter tonight. Tonight he still thinks everything is a dream and I'm going to use that to get as many points as I can.

As the elevator doors opened Lydia took a deep breath. Here goes nothing. Ringing the doorbell Lydia brushed down her skirt and waited. As the waiting went on for a bit she brushed at a few loose strands of hair and pressed the doorbell again. Finally the door swung open and Bruce leaned heavily against the door with a bottle of wine in one hand.

“Well, well, well. Look who it is. Lydia, how ya been?” Bruce said. “You know, since the last time we saw each other. When you dumped me. Harshly. With no warning.”

Lydia stared at Bruce with wide eyes. He's drunk? Of everything I was expecting that was not on the list. Although this could work to my advantage. **** lowers inhibitions and that could work in my favor.

“I've been good. You know, aside from the whole being kidnapped and changed against my will thing. How about you? Been having a nice time up here?”

“Oh yeah. It's been great. Everything I could ever want up here.” As he finished his sentence he took a massive swig from the bottle.

“Are you going to invite me in? It's going to be kind of hard to have a date with me standing in the hallway.”

“Huh. Right sure sure, come on in.” He stumbled out of the doorway letting her in. “So what's up -hic- with the maid outfit. Seems a bit below your lofty life goals.”

“I thought I'd dress up for our date” Lydia lied. “Do you like it?” She did a little twirl.

“Yup. You look sexy. But you always did. Especially -hic- in that old cheerleader outfit of yours. I miss that look of yours. The handcuffs also part of your dress up?”

“No. That was an accident. Speaking of which I was told the key was somewhere up here in your room.” She moved close to Bruce and pressed herself up against him putting her arms around his head. “If you free me I would owe you greatly. I can think of some things I could do to repay you” she said in a sultry voice.

“Oh really now” he said moving his face close to hers. Lydia did her best not to recoil from the heavy amounts of **** on his breath. “I think I've seen a key around here. Follow me.” Bruce lead Lydia over to one of the doors and she followed next to him clinging to his arm.

Gwen was flabbergasted. After cleaning off her legs she had found the remote to her new TV sitting on top of it and had flopped down onto the floor in front of it excited to experiment with her new TV. Using the remote to turn it she was shocked to find the image shown on the TV was a side view of her sitting on the floor staring at the TV. Slowly raising an arm she saw the her on the TV do the same. It's showing me in real time? And Bruce has this channel too? Not liking the implications of that she looked at the remote to find the channel button and saw some buttons that hadn't been there before. Front, back, side, breasts, and several other new buttons had appeared on the remote. Clicking the breasts button the image on the screen changed to a closeup of her chest. I may need to have a chat with Bruce about privacy on my date night with him.

Not liking how she could see her nipples protruding through her shirt on the screen she changed the channel. The new channel showed her Jenny, Sylvia, Alex, and Daisy eating in the dining hall. She had to suppress a giggle watching Alex try to eat over that absurd skirt of hers. I shouldn't laugh. That's got to be awful dealing with that dress.

Flipping through the next three channels she was greeted with the same sight from different angles. I guess our channels are listed by arrival order. That means the next channel should be Lydia's. Wrestling with herself morally she eventually decided that a quick look couldn't hurt anything. Changing to the next channel Gwen blushed at what she saw. Lydia was pressed flush against Bruce with her arms around his head.

Feeling embarrassed and like she was watching an intimate moment Gwen quickly changed the channel again. Seeing Akane playing with Nikki in the hotel pool she calmed down. Is that the hotel pool? It's a lot bigger than I imagined.

The pool was surprisingly large. It had diving boards of various heights lined up on the deep end side of the pool. On one side of the pool in the halfway down the length of the pool was a set of stairs leading up to a moderately high tower. At the top was a zip line that you could ride down into the pool. In the shallow end of the pool there was a volleyball net set up and a basketball goal sticking out of the other end.

_I may need to invest in a swimsuit. That pool looks pretty fun. _Not wanting to spy on the others anymore she got back to her channel surfing.

Lydia clung to Bruce as he led her down a hall with a several doors. Man he has it so much better up here. His room is massive and doesn't seem to be full of sexual traps. Now if only he would hurry up and find that key we could enjoy it.

Lydia was getting impatient as every few steps Bruce would stop and take another swig from his wine bottle. Doesn't that thing ever run out? Actually knowing this place maybe it doesn't.

Finally Bruce stopped in front of a black door that stood out from the rest in the hallway. “I think I saw the key in here” he said opening the door.

Lydia entered first but couldn't make much of anything out with the lights off. “Why is it so dark in here?”

As she heard Bruce shut the door behind them he flicked the light switch and her eyes went wide at what she saw. “Welcome to what appears to be my personal sex dungeon.”