Part 2

The sound came from the revolving door.
Cecil ran through with such **** that it kept spinning when he was through.

Seconds remained, but there they were. The keys. They hung from a board at the far wall.
According to the rules, all he had to do was unlock his armbindings. But then he realized… It wasn't possible on his own. Not when his arms were tied behind him. Someone else had to do that for him.

There were seconds left…
He picked up a key with his teeth anyhow. The moment someone arrived, he would show how it was done.
That happened almost immediately after he got it in his mouth. He lunged at the subminatrix, and twisted the key.
CLICK!

The bindings fell off, and the man Cecil had liberated vanished in a cloud of colourful sparkles. As did the bindings. And the key. They all must have teleported to safety.
Those who saw it happen wasted no time, but lunged for the keys, getting each others free. One by one, they teleported away.

Cecil felt something was awry with the situation. Dread filled him up as it dawned on him exactly what it was. The last person who unlocked someone else wouldn’t have anyone else to unlock him.
That person would have **** but to be left in the clutches of the Ygalgar Sisters.

When he looked around, he saw Luke was the only one left. A key in his mouth.
The glass was empty but for a few grains.

Luke signalled Cecil to turn around. Cecil did not, but marched up to him. As he got closer, Luke’s eyes welled with tears, and his knees trembled.
Cecil walked right up unto Luke’s space, bit the key he was holding. They would kiss, if they were closer by a just a bit. Luke gave up the key, and promptly turned around.
Cecil leaned down to click the key into the keyhole, and turned.
He was now alone, with only three seconds to spare.
Two.
One.

“And that’s time!” Victoria cried out, “Ladies, your new toy is awaiting!”
The Ygalgar Sisters strode into the room from a door that slid open.

“Well, well, well…” The oldest Sister, with the largest rack, sang out, eyeing Cecil up and down, “How kind of you boys to spare us the very sweetest specimen~”
“Oooh,” The younger Sister with more lithe physique squealed as she danced towards him, “I simply cannot wait to see your face melt~! You got no idea what we have in store just for you~!”
“Mmmm, you have no idea… We have oh-so been looking forward to this.” The middle Sister said, her long hair covering one eye, giving her an illustrious look of mystery.

They closed in on the poor boy, circling him like vultures. If they decided to attack, he wasn’t even afforded his own arms to fend them off.
He breathed in. Their perfume was overwhelming. The lewd expression of their predatory faces filled his vision no matter where he looked.
Then, the youngest Sister reached in to give him a kiss. Just a quick peck, on his right cheek.

“Buhhh?” Was all Cecil could say. After that, all of the Ygalgar Sisters backed away from him to grant him space, except the middle Sister who was right behind him.
CLICK!

The armbindings fell and rattled to the floor.
Cecil looked around confused, his arms now free. He had resigned himself to catastrophe, and when it wasn’t delivered, the anticipation struck like a panic.
To call that day a wild ride would be selling it short, so by the end, his freedom was nothing short of disorienting.

“Uhhh….?”
The Sisters burst out laughing.
“Auahahaha~ Oh, gosh… Goodness, Vicky… You were indeed right~” The oldest Sister cried out between laughter, “Messing with their heads is ever so much fun~!”
“Auhhh… The looks on their faces~” The middle Sister sang out adoringly, leaning her hands on her thighs so as to give her a clear view of her massive cleavage, “Such precious jewels you were~!”
“Uuuwuaah!” The youngest Sister shrieked, "I just can't with this one! Goodness! I his wittle scared face right there, that's gonna live rent free in my head for months~!”

“Feel free to think about him at your leisure,” Victoria firmly stated from the galleries, “But we had a deal. I provided your little show. You will not lay a finger on any of them anymore.”
“Awww… But what if he’s gotten attached to us?”
“Yeah! You don’t know if he’d rather be spending the night with five be-a-utiful young ladies who are eager and know what they want.”
“So, hmmm? What say you, boy?”

Cecil was still unable to grasp the situation fully. Still, he managed to fall back on his training.
“Why, mistress… I scarcely think I am worthy to behold her transcendent beauty but from a distance.”
Victoria snapped her fingers, twice, “That’s a firm no to you, in case you did not catch it.”
“Awwww…” The youngest Sister pouted cutely.

“Well… I cannot say this hasn’t been entertaining. I do wonder if we will ever meet again” The oldest Sister said with a wink as they all made their way out. On the way, the middle gave Cecil a sharp spank on his rear, earning a growl from Victoria.
“I bid you adieu, my dear Victoria. Boy.” The oldest Sister announced, before shutting the door after themselves.

Victoria clapped slowly, “Bravo, Cecil. You will of course be paid for a full session.”
“W-wait.” Cecil stuttered, “So this was all an elaborate ruse? You lied to us!”
“Ah, I suppose I did.” Victoria scratched her chin gently, “However, my boys know already that I would under no circumstances compromise their safety and personal boundaries. Not least of all you, Cecil. If you did not trust me completely, then would you not have left the establishment the moment you learned of their arrival?”
Cecil sighed, then met her with a smile, “Y-yes. I do trust you, Mrs Victoria. With all my heart.”
“Good. And for your troubles, you have earned yourself a discount coupon at the bar. Do use it mindfully, won’t you?” With that declaration, Victoria stepped away from the galleries.

Later, Cecil stepped into the subminatrix lounge in a bathrobe. Luke ran up to him, completely out of himself.
“C-cecil! Are you all right? What happened”
Cecil sighed, “I’m fine…. It’s just… I suspect I’ll have some really odd wet dreams for the foreseeable future.”