The Island of Obedience

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EMILY LOCKWOOD in THE ISLAND OF OBEDIENCE [[START]] [[CHAPTER SELECT]]

CHAPTER 1. THE SUPERMODEL You drive past multiple large mansions, each one behind tall walls and thick iron gates. You knew Stacy was a famous model, but you didn't realise just how wealthy she's become. This is an affluent neighbourhood in Beverly Hills, where you'll be staying for the next week. After that the AKA will assess the potential threat to Stacy, and you'll either return to the base or continue as her bodyguard for another week. You hope the former option is chosen. You have a complicated relationship with Stacy. She was the head cheerleader at your boarding school. The queen bee who tormented any girls lower down on the social ladder. She used to bully you all the time, at least she tried to, you stood up to her where other girls would just try to stay out of her way. Then after high school she joined your mothers modelling agency. The two of them are close, your mother is her manager and her mentor. Your mom won't be here for this week though, she's off in Italy overseeing a fashion show with some of her newer models. It'll just be you and Stacy, side by side for seven whole days. You let out a worried sigh, tapping your fingers against the steering wheel. At least Rachel isn't with you this time, this is a solo mission where you'll be playing the role of Stacy's assistant. The AKA has packed you a series of outfits to go along with this undercover assigment, they're in the suitcase in the trunk. When you pictured yourself as a secret agent, you imagined tactical gear and functional outfits with lots of pouches. But instead you're in a white sundress and a pair of nude pantyhose. Your stockinged feet are snugly fitted inside a pair of cream coloured flat heeled shoes. Around your midsection is a thin brown belt, cinching the dress a little tighter to your trim waist. [[CONTINUE|Start 1]] [[REWIND|TITLE]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You look down at yourself with an unsure expression. This is the type of outfit Stacy's assistant would wear, but it doesn't offer you much protection in a fight. It shows off an ample amount of cleavage, your creamy bosom rising over the top of the thin white fabric. The hem rests just above your knees, displaying your smooth silky tights. You glance over at your purse to put yourself at ease, sitting inside is a handgun and a tazer if an attempt is made to kidnap Stacy. The AKA still knows barely anything about Enslavement Incorporated, only that they're responsible for thousands of missing women all over the world, and that Stacy may be next. Despite your issues with Stacy you're determined to keep her safe. You turn a corner and finally see her mansion at the end of the street. You drive toward it, pulling up to the gates then leaning out to press the intercom system. It makes a buzzing noise and you let out an apprehensive sigh. "It's Emily." A few seconds pass then you hear Stacy's excited response. "Hey Em! Come up to the front door." The gate slides smoothly open and you drive inside. It slides closed behind you, making you feel more relaxed. As long as you keep Stacy here she should be safe. The mansion is huge, you have to drive around a large fountain to get to the front door, on either side of the house are rows of pristine rosebushes. You stop the car and step out, feeling the warm sun on your skin. You go around to the back of the car and pull your suitcase from the trunk. As you're wheeling it toward the front doors they're pushed open from inside. "Emily Lockwood!" Stacy says with a wide grin. "I didn't think I'd be seeing you again so soon." She looks stunning as always, not a strand of her gleaming blonde hair is out of place. You make a half hearted smile as you approach her, then she wraps her arms around you in a tight hug. [[CONTINUE|Start 2]] [[REWIND|START]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

She's wearing a pair of form fitting denim jeans and a pink blouse with the sleeves rolled up, her feet are bare. She looks exactly like a supermodel, she has a slender figure and striking features, her dazzling blue eyes so easy to get lost in. She gives you a firm squeeze then says. "This is so exciting! Come on, let me show you around." She grabs your hand and leads you inside. You roll your eyes and pull your suitcase along the marble floors as she takes you through her massive home. She has her own cinema in the basement, a photography studio on the ground floor, in her room she has a walk in closet with hundreds of outfits. She shows off everything proudly, stopping the tour at your bedroom. "This is the guest bedroom. You can stay in here." She says as she pushes the door open. Like every other room, it seems much bigger than necessary. It even has a balcony that looks down over the pool in the backyard. "Thanks..." You say in a formal tone as you wheel your suitcase up to the bed. "... and I appreciate you letting the AKA watch over you. Hopefully I won't have to be here very long. So try not to worry." Stacy laughs and shakes her head. "I'm not worried. I get a new stalker every other week. That's the price you pay for being admired by millions of people." She then makes a playful grin as she says "Besides, how could I say no to having you as my assistant? You know if this whole secret agent thing doesn't work out this could be your new job..." You put your hands on your hips as you reply "I'm undercover. I'm not actually your assist..." Before you can finish Stacy laughs and says "Oh don't look so serious, Em. I was just kidding. Come join me by the pool when you're done unpacking." With that she saunters off, her hips making a rhythmic sway as she walks. "Day one..." You sigh under your breath. Then you unzip your suitcase and start to unpack. [[CONTINUE|Start 3]] [[REWIND|Start 1]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You unpack a series of feminine outfits, hanging up your dresses, then neatly folding your underwear and your pantyhose into a chest of drawers. You then slide the empty suitcase under your bed. You take a deep breath, then you head out of your bedroom. You almost get lost in the large mansion, every hallway looks the same, the walls are white, the floor a shiny grey marble. Eventually you find your way downstairs. You go through the open plan living room then through the glass doors that lead to the pool. It's a hot day, you can feel the prickling heat under your sundress, a pulsing warmth under your nylon pantyhose. The water glistens in the sunlight, past the pool there's a large floral garden, then past that the tall brick wall that goes around the grounds of the mansion. You look to your right, seeing Stacy's personal tennis court, then you look to your left, seeing Stacy lounging by the pool. She's stripped down to a pink bikini, showing off her sensual form. Her skin is smooth and supple, her long legs stretched out on a white sun lounger. The bikini is small, three pink triangles cover her modesty, leaving the rest of her body naked. She's also put on a pair of sunglasses. You can't tell if she's awake or asleep, she has one arm tucked behind her head, the other resting lazily across her stomach. You take a step toward her, eyeing her cautiously, then she suddenly turns her head and says "There you are. If you're going to be my assistant you can make yourself useful and get me a diet coke. They're in the fridge in the kitchen." You start to turn toward the house, obeying her command without thinking. Then you come to a stop. 'You're not her assistant, Emily' You remind yourself. Should you get her the drink? [[Get her the drink]] [[Refuse to get the drink]] [[REWIND|Start 2]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You let out a defeated sigh and turn toward the house. "Hold on." Stacy calls after you. "I forgot to tell you. I don't let anyone wear shoes in my house, it messes up the marble floors. Take them off before you go back inside." You stop by the doorway, leaning against the frame with one hand. With your other hand you reach down and slip off your shoes, bending one leg upward, then repeating the motion with the other. You take off both shoes and put them by the door, then you continue inside. Your stockinged feet make a soft slap on the marble floors. You can feel the lack of friction beneath your feet, the nylon moving smoothly over the marble. You have to take slow steps or you might slip and fall. You walk through the living room then push open a door into the kitchen. You walk around the kitchen island, approaching the double doors of Stacy's fridge. You open the doors, seeing rows of diet cokes on one shelf. You start to reach for one of the cans, then you hear the doorbell ring. It echoes down the hall and through the main room of the house. You listen out to hear for Stacy going for the door, but you don't hear anything. "I guess I'm answering the door for her too..." You sigh as you close the fridge doors. You walk quickly out of the kitchen and down the hall to the front door. You enter the lobby then come to a stop. You realise the doorbell being rung is by the front gate. There's a small control panel to your left, it has a videoscreen showing a live feed of the gate. You can see a young man in a polo shirt and pair of smart chino's. His car is parked by the gate, you can see a line of smoke rising from the engine. You approach the control panel and press a button, activating the intercom system. He hears the buzzing sound and says "Hello? Is someone there? My car broke down, I'm really sorry to bother you... But my phone ran out of charge. Can I use yours? It'll just take a minute." [[Let him in]] [[Don't let him in]] [[REWIND|Start 3]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You cross your arms tightly against your chest, shelving your ample bosom. "You can't boss me around." You say firmly as you stand your ground. "I'm not here to get drinks for you. I'm here to keep you safe." Stacy lowers her sunglasses and smirks at you as she replies. "Jeez, it's just a drink, Em. You don't have to be so serious all the time." She let's out a calm sigh and rolls over onto her stomach. "Can you at least put some suntan lotion on my back? Or are you going to make a big deal out of that as well?" She reaches under her sun lounger, picking up a blue bottle of suntan lotion. You don't move for a moment, then you uncross your arms and walk toward her. "Fine." You sigh as you take the bottle from her. Stacy smiles and rests her head on her forearms, settling into a comfortable position on the sun lounger. You perch yourself on the side of the sun lounger. Then you squeeze some lotion onto your hands. You were trying to stand up to her, but she always has a way of making you feel silly when you do. She was the same at school, picking on you then pretending she was just playing around when you pushed back. You lean over her and begin rubbing the lotion into her back. It's white and slippery, your hands spread the lotion out over her back, then massage it into her skin. "Go all the way up to my shoulders. That's it." She sighs happily. "Oh I forgot the backs of my legs. Can you do there too? Thanks, Em." You roll your eyes and squeeze more lotion onto your hands. 'Okay, first attempt at standing up for myself didn't work. Just try again next time, Emily' You think to yourself as you rub the lotion into her legs. "My feet too." Stacy says casually. You open your mouth to say something, then you stay silent and begin rubbing the lotion into her feet. [[CONTINUE|Lotion]] [[REWIND|Start 3]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

Your hand hovers over the button to open the gate. You have a natural urge to help anyone in need. He doesn't look dangerous at all, it'll only take a minute to help him. You press the button and the gate starts to roll open. "Wait by the front door. I'll just grab my phone." You say intercom, then you hurry upstairs. You grab your phone from your purse then you come back downstairs. You open the front door to find him waiting for you. "Thanks so much." He says with a polite smile as you step outside. "No problem." You reply as you smile back at him. You hold the phone out for him and he reaches for it. Then he suddenly grabs your wrist and yanks you forward. His other hand curls into a fist and he punches you in the stomach. "OOFF!!" A breathless moan escapes your lips as you crumple inward. He pushes you inside, making you stumble messily before collapsing to the floor. He steps inside, looming over you before calmly closing the door behind him. He then drops your phone on the floor and crushes it with his foot. You clutch your midsection, struggling to breathe. You feel dizzy and weak, black spots dance across your eyes. He steps closer then sits down on top of you, straddling your midsection. He lowers down, gripping your neck with one hand. "Where is she?" He asks in a soft growl as he chokes you. His hand squeezes your throat, slowly forcing you into unconsciousness. Your eyes flutter sleepily, your body gently squirming beneath him. "Never mind, I'll find her myself." He says with a cocky grin. He then slaps you across the face, knocking you out. You let out a feminine moan, your head turning to the side as your eyes snap closed. He releases your neck then stands over you. He smirks as he looks down at you, splayed out on the ground, the hem of your dress bunched up against your thighs. Then he steps over you to find Stacy. [[CONTINUE|Car Guy]] [[REWIND|Get her the drink]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

Your hand hovers over the button to open the gate. You have a natural urge to help anyone in need. He doesn't look dangerous at all, but you can't take the risk. It's difficult, but you stop yourself from pressing the button. Your hand drops to your side as you say "I'm sorry... I can't open the gate. You'll have to try another house." You see his smile fade as he replies "Really? I just need to make a quick call, it's only take a minute." You feel awful, there's a twisting sensation in your stomach as you reply "I can't help you. Sorry." You hurry away before he can say anything else. You go back to the kitchen with a guilty look. You can still picture him by his broken down car. You shake your head, trying to chase away the image. Then you go to the fridge and grab a can of coke. You walk back outside into the warm sunlight. Stacy hasn't moved, still basking in the sun. "Here." You say as you walk over to her and hand her the coke. "No glass? No ice? And what took you so long?" She says rudely as she grabs the can from your hand. "You need to do a lot better than that if you're going to be my assistant." You clench your fists and yell. "I'm not your assistant!" Then you storm off into the house. You go upstairs and get your phone from your purse. You don't have any messages from the AKA. You're supposed to check in every evening, but there's still hours to go until your first day is over. You go back downstairs and sit on the couch in the living room. You can see Stacy through the window, she's not going anywhere. You settle in, leaning back on the couch and picking up the TV remote. You press the power button and Stacy's large flatscreen TV turns on. You start watching a daytime talk show, staring mindlessly at the screen as time passes. After an hour Stacy strolls inside and says "I should probably start getting ready for my interview..." [[CONTINUE|Interview 1]] [[REWIND|Get her the drink]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"Wait. What interview?" You ask as you follow behind her. She shrugs as she replies. "I don't know. My agent emailed me about it this morning. Some podcast or something..." She glances over her shoulder at you and smirks as she says "You didn't think I was going to stay at home all day did you?" She begins going upstairs to her bedroom. You continue following her as you reply "Actually I did. Because, you know... Someone might try to kidnap you. So maybe just for these next few days..." Stacy stops in the hallway and turns to face you. "Look, I'm letting you follow me around, but I'm not going to shut myself inside all day." "You're supposd to be protecting me right? So stop worrying so much and just do your job." She goes into her bedroom and shuts the door. A second later you hear the shower turning on. You should've known you wouldn't be able to control her. You go to your room and grab your purse, if she's going out you need to be prepared. You check the gun and the tazer are still there, then you zip up the purse and loop the strap over your shoulder. You sit on the stairs in the lobby, waiting for her to get ready. You tap your foot nervously on the step. A part of you wishes Rachel was here, she would force Stacy to stay inside somehow. This is your first solo mission, you really don't want to mess it up. You wait for over half an hour, then Stacy reappears. "Okay, let's go." She says as she walks past you on the stairs. "You can drive." She's wearing a tight fitting pink dress with white high heels. You take your car keys out of your purse, then you stand up and follow her to the front door. You press the button to open the car then get into the drivers seat. Stacy settles herself into the passenger seat, then she types in an address on the car's GPS. You resist the urge to tell her this is a bad idea. Instead you just start the car and drive down to the gate. [[CONTINUE|Interview 2]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You follow the GPS route, driving through Beverly Hills. Eventually you pull up outside of a large hotel. You step out and hand the valet your keys, whilst Stacy ignores you and walks inside. You sigh angrily and hurry after her, gripping your purse tightly to the side of your chest. Your eyes dart around nervously, looking for any sign of danger. You see a young man waving at Stacy from across the lobby of the hotel. He's wearing a pair of shorts and a tank-top, showing off his muscular arms. "Do you know this guy? I thought this was an interview, why are we at a hotel?" You ask suspiciously as you walk up beside Stacy. She rolls her eyes and replies. "I do interviews at hotels all the time. Just relax. He's probably the guy who runs the podcast." You shake your head in disbelief as you say. "You don't know if he is? Didn't you do any research before coming here?" She laughs and replies. "Of course not, I'm way too busy. My agent emails me a time and place and I show up. Now keep quiet and stop bothering me. You're supposed to be my assistant, remember?" She puts on a bright smile and walks toward him. "Stacy Hayter! Wow, you're even more beautiful in person. I'm Mason." He says with a charming grin as they greet each other. "We've got a room on the top floor..." He starts to say, then he glances at you. "Oh this is just my assistant. Ignore her." Stacy says dismissively. He gives you a small nod, then he begins leading Stacy to the elevator. You were expecting someone more formally dressed for this interview. Mason looks like a typical jock, a square jaw, handsome features, short dark hair with slightly too much gel. The golden doors of the elevator slide open as you approach them. The hotel lobby is quiet and you get the elevator to yourselves. Stacy and Mason step into the elevator, then you slip in behind them. You glance at Mason's muscular arms, then you give your purse a small squeeze. [[CONTINUE|Interview 3]] [[REWIND|Interview 1]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You rise up slowly from the darkness, your eyelids fluttering open. You stare dizzily at the ceiling, remaining flat on your back. Your feminine features looked dazed and unfocused, slow breaths coming through your parted lips. Your stomach and face ache with pain, there's a light red mark on your cheek. You hear footsteps approaching you, but you're too dazed to react. The footsteps get closer, then you see him looming over you. He has Stacy draped over his shoulder, her long legs dangling in front of his chest. Her shapely rump is sticking up in the air. She's still dressed in only a bikini. Her body hangs limply on his shoulder, he's knocked her out. He has an arm wrapped around her thighs, squeezing them together. He grins down at you as he says. "I'll be back for you in just a second." He then pats Stacy's butt and says. "I came here just for her. But I bet I can get some decent money selling you as well." He then turns toward the front door and carries her outside. You let out a sleepy groan as you watch her being carried away. Even in your dazed mind you know you're about to fail your first mission. You force yourself to sit up, trying to clear the dizziness in your head. Outside you can hear the sound of a car's trunk being opened. You then hear Stacy being put inside. "No..." You moan in a weak voice. You shakily get to your feet, wavering slightly but managing to stay upright. You look at the open doorway with a nervous expression. Stacy's being kidnapped right outside. But you're unarmed, and that guy is much bigger and stronger than you. Should you try to go upstairs to get the weapons from your purse? Or should you head outside to try and stop him from kidnapping Stacy? [[Go upstairs for your purse]] [[Go outside to try and save Stacy]] [[REWIND|Let him in]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You feel guilty leaving Stacy, but you can't fight this guy without a weapon. You turn and run to the stairs. You leap up the stairs three at a time, your skirt fluttering against your thighs. You go up to the next floor then you sprint down the hallway. Suddenly your feet slip out from under you, the soft nylon on your feet losing traction on the smooth marble flooring. You tumble forward, crashing down on your chest. You let out a pained groan, wincing as you gasp for air. You shakily push yourself up, then smooth your hands down your dress. You continue to run, slightly slower this time and more carefully. You make it to your room without falling again, but your chest still aches. You hurry over to your purse and unzip it. You can't decide what weapon to take so you grab both. You hold the tazer in one hand and the gun in the other. You spin round and run out of your room. You hurry back down the hall and down the steps. You go through the front door, raising the gun. You step outside, then come to a stop. You feel a sinking sensation in your stomach. He's gone, his car isn't here. You can hear the engine getting further away in the distance. "No..." You moan softly, your eyes widening with terror. You sprint down the long path to the front gate. You run out onto the sidewalk, your head swivelling left and right. There's no sign of him. While you were getting your weapons he simply took off with Stacy. Your eyes become watery as you realise you've failed to protect her. Stacy's been kidnapped. [[CONTINUE|Return to base]] [[REWIND|Car Guy]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You rush outside, heading through the open doorway. His car is parked just to the right of the front door. Your head swivels as you focus on him. He has his back to you, he's leaning forward into his trunk. Stacy is lying inside the trunk, he's tying her up with lengths of white rope. He glances over his shoulder at you with an amused smirk. "Just couldn't wait for your turn, huh?" You glare at him and charge forward. You focus on your training, your hands squeezing into tight balls. You run at him and throw out a hard punch. But he easily catches your wrist, the smirk never leaving his lips. He pulls you closer and wraps his arms around your trim waist, locking in a tight bearhug. "No!" You moan helplessly as he lifts you into the air. You wriggle and squirm in his strong grip, then he squeezes you harder and you let out a breathless wheeze. He's crushing your slender form against his muscular chest. His arms are so thick and firm, pressing deeper and deeper into your midsection. "St... Stop... I... can't breathe..." You whimper softly as he squeezes the air from your lungs. He gently shakes you side to side, toying with your listless body. You push weakly at his chest, trying to break free with a distressed look. He watches you calmly, holding you in his arms and forcing you into unconsciousness. "Don't worry, I've got plenty of room in the trunk. You can lie down in just a second." He says smugly as he dominates you with ease. "Ohh..." You let out a feminine moan, your eyes starting to flutter. "That's it. Just go to sleep, baby." He says as you go limp in his arms. You lean forward, your head flopping down against his shoulder. Your arms hang loosely by your sides, your limp legs dangling above the ground. You feel his hand slipping down, going under your skirt and giving your bottom a gentle pat. "Just go to sleep. I've got you." He says as he squeezes your shapely rear. [[CONTINUE|Car Guy END]] [[REWIND|Car Guy]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

Your body makes a small shudder as you pass out, your limp form slumped against his chest. You let out one last faint sigh, then your eyes flutter closed. He has one arm hooked tightly around your waist, his other hand squeezes and fondles your bottom as he knocks you out. "Too easy." He says as his fingers press into your nylon clad rump. He gives your butt a firm slap, then in one smooth motion he hoists you up onto his shoulder. You flop into place, put in the same position as Stacy only a moment ago. He runs his hands up your legs, feeling your silky pantyhose and the soft flesh encased within. Then he turns to the trunk with a satisfied grin. Stacy is still laying in the trunk, unconscious and tied up in her pink bikini. He carries you over to her then carefully puts you inside as well. He lays you next to Stacy, forcing your body to curl inward, your knees coming up toward your chest. He then picks up more lengths of white rope and begins to bind you. He wraps rope around your ankles and your thighs, squeezing your legs together. He then pulls your wrists behind your back and loops another rope around them. He wraps lengths of rope above and below your elbows, your shoulders stretching backward as your arms are firmly restrained. Once he's done tying you up he grabs a roll of duct tape from the trunk. He tears off a strip of thick tape and slaps it over Stacy's lips, then he does the same to you, gagging you both. "It's a shame I gotta sell you, girls." He sighs as he leans down and gropes you both at the same time, stroking your legs with one hand, whilst squeezing Stacy's breasts with the other. "We could have had a lot of fun together." He takes a minute to continue feeling you up. Then he reaches for the door to the trunk and slams it shut. You're concealed in darkness, bound, gagged and utterly helpless. Your first solo mission is at an... END [[TRY AGAIN?|Car Guy]] [[REWIND|Go outside to try and save Stacy]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

The elevator doors open and you step out. You move slowly with a sullen expression. Stacy was kidnapped yesterday, you flew back to the AKA base this morning. The intelligence department is working on tracking her, until then you're back on the bench, awaiting your next assignment. You feel like a failure, and you can't stop thinking about Stacy. What if they never find her? What if she's brainwashed and enslaved for the rest of her life? You walk down the hallway, passing multiple doors until you stop at your bedroom. You push the door open, thankfully Rachel isn't here, the room is empty. Your bed is on the left, you enter the room then flop down onto it. You lie on your back, staring at the ceiling. An image of Stacy being sold at an auction flashes in your mind. You groan and press your hands against your face, trying to block out the distressing thought. "Heard you fucked up your solo mission." You hear from the doorway. You drop your hands and look over at Rachel. She's wearing gym leggings and a sports bra, her dark skin is gleaming with sweat. "Just leave me alone." You sigh angrily as you turn over onto your side. "You can still quit anytime." Rachel says as she walks into the room, patting herself down with a white towel. "If a real agent had been assigned to this case, then Stacy would still be..." You suddenly roll off of the bed and get to your feet. "Shut up!!" You yell in Rachel's face. "I am so sick of you trying to get me to quit! Maybe if you had helped me during our training I would be a better agent! Did you ever think about that? Maybe spending six months with a real partner and not a bully would've helped me protect Stacy!" Rachel looks stunned, she's never seen you so emotional. You can see her trying to process what you've said. But before she can answer an announcement echoes through the facility 'Agent Lockwood and Agent Washington. Please report to the Director's Office.' [[CONTINUE|Akari Mission]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You stroke your hands up and down Stacy's long legs, rubbing the lotion into her smooth skin. Then you move down the lounger and use both hands to massage more lotion into her feet. "Perfect." Stacy sighs happily. "I can't afford to get a sunburn, it would totally ruin my photoshoots." You set the bottle down and mutter under your breath. "I'm glad I could help." You then stand up straight and head toward the house. "Did you bring a bikini?" Stacy asks. "We could sunbathe together." You shake your head and resist the urge to laugh as you reply. "The AKA sent me here to protect you. They didn't give me a bikini." Stacy shrugs then settles herself on the lounger again. "You can borrow mine if you want... It might not fit you though." She says with a small smile. You shake your head with an angry sigh and turn away from her. "I'll be inside if you need me." You say coldly as you walk away. You go upstairs and get your phone from your purse. You don't have any messages from the AKA. You're supposed to check in every evening, but there's still hours to go until your first day is over. You go back downstairs and sit on the couch in the living room. You can see Stacy through the window, she's not going anywhere. You settle in, leaning back on the couch and picking up the TV remote. You press the power button and Stacy's large flatscreen TV turns on. You start watching a daytime talk show, staring mindlessly at the screen as time passes. After an hour Stacy strolls inside and says "I should probably start getting ready for my interview..." [[CONTINUE|Interview 1]] [[REWIND|Refuse to get the drink]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

The elevator takes you to the top floor. You want to ask questions about this interview, but you don't get a chance. Mason talks to Stacy the entire time, constantly flattering her, telling her how beautiful she looks, bringing up her magazine covers and modelling work. Stacy seems thrilled to be showered with so much praise, he even starts to flirt with her a little bit and she flirts back with him. You stand at the back of the elevator, feeling uncomfortable as they both ignore you. Finally the doors slide open and Mason leads you to a door at the end of the hall. It opens into a large living room, the windows looking out over the sun drenched landscape of Beverly Hills. To your left you see the door to the bedroom has been left slightly ajar. In the living room he has two tripods with camera's already setup. Suddenly another guy appears to your right, holding a handheld camera. He looks like Mason, young and muscular, with an inherent cockiness in his eyes. "This is Jace, he'll get some close-ups while we do the interview." Mason says as he takes Stacy to the leather couch in the centre of the room. You see an empty armchair off to the side, close to the window, and you silently go over to it. You put your purse down by your feet, and settle on the chair. You become invisible in the background as Mason and Jace focus only on Stacy. Mason sits her down on the couch then sits next to her. He sits close enough that their legs are almost touching, then he rests his arm over the back of the couch behind her shoulders. Jace stays on his feet, moving around them to get different angles with his camera. Mason picks up a microphone, then he looks into one of the camera's that's sitting on a tripod. "Welcome back to the Smokeshow Podcast..." He says with a cocky smile into the camera. "Where we interview the hottest women in the world." [[CONTINUE|Interview 4]] [[REWIND|Interview 2]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You cross your arms and look out of the window, trying not to listen as the interview begins. You can hear Stacy giggling as Mason talks to her. You can't believe she's falling for a guy like this. You glance over at them and notice he's gotten even closer to her now. His hand is resting gently on her leg and he's leaning in close to put the microphone to her lips. She smiles happily as she answers another question. "I was kind of always a model. Like, I knew I was pretty, I just needed a little guidance..." You subtly roll your eyes and look out the window, blocking out the interview again. A few minutes pass, then you hear Stacy let out a muffled moan. You quickly look over at the couch, your eyes wide and alert. You see Mason is kissing Stacy, his lips firmly planted against hers. You stare at them in shock, unsure of what to do. Stacy looks a little stunned, but she's not resisting the kiss. After a few seconds she lets out a moan of pleasure, her eyes fluttering closed. A light blush colours your cheeks. His hand strokes along her leg as he kisses her, feeling her supple thigh. You feel so awkward you want to leave the room, but you know you have to stay to watch over Stacy. You can hear the soft wet sounds of their lips. Jace moves in closer. Mason's hand slides up Stacy's leg, then up her stomach. He begins groping her breasts, squeezing each soft mound of flesh. "Stacy!" You call over to her in a stern tone. You know how easy it is for a girl to get lost in a kiss. Her eyes flutter open dreamily, then she remembers she's being filmed. She pushes his hand away and says with a hint of embarrassment. "This... This isn't going in the interview right?" He laughs and replies "Of course not, no-one will see this except for me. I promise." He then looks at you and you see a flash of anger in his eyes. He quickly hides it with his cocky grin as he says. "I think your assistant is feeling a little left out..." He pats the empty spot on the couch next to him. "Come on and sit down. Don't be shy." You don't trust him, but maybe if you sit over there you can stop him from groping her again. [[Sit on the couch]] [[Stay on the armchair]] [[REWIND|Interview 3]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"Okay..." You sigh cautiously as you stand up. You run your hands down your dress, smoothing out the white fabric. Then you walk over to the couch and sit down. "That's better." Mason says as he puts his arm over the back of your shoulders. "Now tell us about yourself, you're so cute I can't believe you're not a model too." You cross your arms and reply coldly. "I'm just her assistant." He smiles warmly as he replies. "But you could be a model if you wanted to. You have a great figure, and such beautiful eyes. Look at me for a second..." You turn your head reluctantly, looking up into his eyes. "You're stunning. So gorgeous and sexy." "Have you ever thought about modelling" He says calmly as he looks deeply into your eyes. You feel his flattery start to break down your defences. Your arms uncross from your chest, your hands resting in your lap as you nervously fiddle with your fingers. "I... Ummm... I've never really thought about it..." You reply as a light blush colours your cheeks. "Well you should..." He says in a low tone as he leans down toward you, his lips drifting toward yours. "You're so beautiful." You turn your head away, escaping the kiss as you try to resist him. Instead he kisses along your neck, the soft feel of his lips sending shudders through your body. You see now why Stacy gave in so easily. His hand rests on your leg, gently stroking along your thigh. You sigh and moan as he kisses your neck, his hand carefully moving upward to feel along your breasts. "Hey. I'm the one you're supposed to be interviewing. She's not important." Stacy says angrily as she crosses her arms and pouts. Mason peels his lips away from your neck, then he grins and looks into the camera. "I think someone's getting a little jealous. Let's do a test to see who I'll interview..." He wraps his arms around both of you, pulling you even closer so you're pressing up against his chest as he says. "Let's see who's the better kisser." [[CONTINUE|Hotel Seduction]] [[REWIND|Interview 4]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"No, thank you. I'm fine over here." You reply with a polite smile. Mason laughs and looks over at Jace as he says. "I think she's scared to be on camera. Why don't we do a little lighting test? Show her how hot she could look..." Jace makes a knowing grin and reaches into his pocket. You eye him cautiously as he approaches you with the camera, his other hand taking out a square shaped device from his pocket. It's a black cube, with a circular glass lens attached to the front. "This'll analyse the light around you. Then I can make any adjustments so you'll look really beautiful on camera. It's just a quick flash..." He explains as he points the cube at you. Your brow furrows angrily as you reply. "I said I didn't want..." He presses a button on the top of the cube. Before you can finish a bright white light flashes right in your face. For a split second your mind goes blank, the blinding light wiping everything away. Your eyelids flutter, dark spots drifting across your vision. You trail off in a soft mumble, unable to remember what you had been saying. "Oh yeah, the lightings perfect. She's going to look really cute on camera." Jace says with a sly smile. "I think one more test. Just to be sure." Mason replies. Stacy doesn't realise what's happening, she thinks this is an actual lighting test and watches calmly from the couch. "One more..." Jace says as he presses the cube again. There's another bright flash, this one almost making you faint. Your eyelids flutter sleepily, then you look up at Jace with a mindless expression. "I love this thing." He says under his breath with a pleased grin. Then he slips the device into his pocket. "Wh... What was I saying?" You mumble softly, your eyes hazy and unfocused. "You were about to come over here and sit down." Mason says in a firm tone. "Oh... Right..." You mumble as you get to your feet. [[CONTINUE|Flash]] [[REWIND|Interview 4]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

Jace takes your arm and guides you over to the couch. You flop down onto it, your shapely rear making a soft thump. Jace goes back to silently filming, whilst Mason rests his arm over the back of your shoulders. "That's better. Now tell us about yourself, you're so cute I can't believe you're not a model too." You blush and make a shy smile as you try to think of a response. Your head feels all fuzzy and you struggle to form words. It feels like that white light is inside your mind, an empty void with no room for coherent thought. "No... I'm not a model..." You mumble softly. "She's nobody." Stacy says angrily as she crosses her arms and pouts. "I'm the one you're supposed to be interviewing." Mason grins and looks into the camera. "I think someone's getting a little jealous. Let's do a test to see who I'll interview..." He wraps his arms around both of you, pulling you even closer so you're pressing up against his chest. He then leans down toward Stacy and says "Let's see who's the better kisser." Before she can object he presses his lips to hers. She lets out a soft girlish moan, her eyes fluttering closed as she's kissed. You stare hazily at them, watching them kiss. He finally peels his lips away and says "Not bad." Then he turns to you. "Your turn." He says as he leans down toward you. 'Don't let him...' A small thought forms in your mind, then drifts away before you can focus on it. He leans his head all the way down, kissing you with a firm pressure. His hand squeezes into your waist, keeping you hugged tightly to his muscular torso. You feel that familiar girlish sensation, the butterflies in your stomach, your head dizzy and light. You sigh softly and let your eyes close as he kisses you. 'Focus, Emily. Stop him.' Your eyes suddenly flutter open with a worried look as you come to your senses. Jace is right there, the device he used still in his pocket. Should you try to get away from these guys or play along for now? [[Try to leave the hotel room]] [[Play along for now]] [[REWIND|Stay on the armchair]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"Stop!" You moan angrily as you pull your head back, your hand pressing firmly to his chest as you try to get away. You look over to Stacy and say. "We're leaving. Now." She rolls her eyes and replies. "Don't be so dramatic, Emily. We're just having fun. I know it's probably been a while since a cute guy kissed you..." You shake your head in disbelief as you reply. "Seriously? Don't you see what's happening. He's taking advantage of you. They probably do this to every girl they have on this..." 'FLASH!' You were so busy arguing with Stacy you didn't notice Jace taking the device from his pocket. "Sorry, just have to get another light reading." He says with a small smirk. Then he presses the button again, another bright flash of light bursting into your face. "Hello? Earth to Emily." Stacy says as she waves her hand, trying to get you to focus. "Oh... I... Ummm... I forgot what I was saying..." You mumble softly, your eyes taking on a listless stare again. Mason laughs and says "Your assistant is kind of ruining the vibe in here. Let's take this into the bedroom so we can have some privacy." Stacy looks unsure, but he grabs her arm and pulls her to her feet. "I'll be back later." Mason says to Jace. "You got this one?" Jace nods and looks down at you as he replies "Oh yeah, I'll keep her company." Mason leads Stacy into the bedroom, making her walk alongside him with his firm grip on her arm. The door slams shut and you're left alone with Jace, your hazy eyes staring off into the distance, the white void drowning out any thoughts in your mind. "I've never seen someone resist this thing before." He says curiously as he sits down next to you. "I better give you a few more, just to be safe." He holds the device right in front of your face. Then he presses the button five times. FLASH! FLASH! FLASH! FLASH! FLASH! [[CONTINUE|Flash END]] [[REWIND|Flash]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You close your eyes and allow the kiss to continue. You feel his tongue swirling around inside of your mouth. He kisses you for a few seconds longer, then he peels his lips away. You keep the dreamy stare in your eyes, hiding the fact that you've come to your senses. He grins at you then looks at Stacy and says. "You're definitely the winner. Let's go to the bedroom and I'll give you your prize." Stacy looks unsure, but he grabs her arm and pulls her to her feet. "I'll be back later." Mason says to Jace. "You got this one?" Jace nods and looks down at you as he replies "Oh yeah, I'll keep her company." Mason leads Stacy into the bedroom, making her walk alongside him with his firm grip on her arm. The door slams shut and you're left alone with Jace. He smiles and puts his camera down. Then he steps closer to you, looming over you as he reaches into his pocket. "I better give you one more, just to be safe." He says as he takes out the cube shaped device. "Thanks, but I've had enough." You reply. Then your foot shoots upward and you kick him in the crotch. He groans and crumples to his knees, the device dropping from his hand. You quickly grab the cube and point the glass lens at him. You then press the button, making the white light flash in his face. His eyes go wide, then a dazed look settles over his features. You flash him again to make sure, then you drop the cube to the floor. "Why are you doing this?" You say angrily as you get to your feet. "Our fans love it..." He sighs softly, staring off into the distance. "We interview girls... try to seduce them... we get millions of views online..." You shake your head in disgust as you reply. "Well, the shows over." You then stomp your foot on the cube, cracking the glass and breaking the device. [[CONTINUE|Finish Interview]] [[REWIND|Flash]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

Your mind is completely blank, as white and empty as each flash of light. You stare into the distance with a vacant expression. "Stand up." Jace says as he pats your thigh. You rise to your feet without thinking, his words going into your empty head and making you move. He grins and leans back on the couch as he looks at you. "Now take off your dress." You bend down and grip the hem of your dress. You lift the dress up and over your head, exposing your white bra and panties, along with your shiny nude pantyhose. You drop the dress to the ground, the delicate white fabric crumpling at your feet. He pats his thigh and says "Now sit on my lap." In the bedroom you can hear Stacy moaning, along with a rhythmic squeaking of the mattress. You turn and lower down, sitting on his lap as instructed. He wraps his arms around you, hungrily pulling you in closer. He then begins to stroke and squeeze your body, his hands running along your legs then grabbing your breasts. "I love my job." He chuckles as fondles your breasts, his hand squeezing then rolling around the soft flesh. He unclasps your bra in one smooth motion, pulling it off your chest to expose your ample bosom. He begins kissing your neck, his hands now molesting your naked breasts. He grabs the waistband of your pantyhose, pulling it down your hips. He then lifts you up and takes you to the side of the couch. He forces you forward, making you bend over the arm of the couch. Then he grips the waistband of your pantyhose and pulls it lower, shimmying the tight nylon down to your thighs. He checks the cameras are still recording, then he pats your butt as he laughs. "Our fans are guna love you." He slides your panties down and you hear his zipper lowering, then with one firm thrust he enters you. A soft gasp escapes your lips as he pumps harder and harder. It's clear you won't be going anywhere for a while, Emily. Your mission has come to a humiliating... END [[TRY AGAIN?|Flash]] [[REWIND|Try to leave the hotel room]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You stride angrily across the room, going over to the armchair. You leave Jace on his knees, staring off into the distance. You grab your purse and put the strap over your shoulder, you then reach inside and take out the tazer. You walk to the bedroom door, then you grab the handle and throw the door open. Stacy is in her pink bra and panties, lying on the bed with Mason on top of her. His lips are sealed firmly against hers, her legs spread either side of his hips. As you storm into the room he peels his lips away and looks over his shoulder. "The hell are you doing?!" He says as he rolls off of Stacy. "Get ouf of here." He gets to his feet to try and make you leave. But before he can grab you, you press the tazer to his stomach. He shudders and moans as the electricity shoots through him. His legs wobble then he collapses to the floor at your feet. "EMILY! What are you doing?!" Stacy shrieks as she scrambles off of the bed. "Get dressed. We're leaving. Right now." You reply sternly. She begins pulling on her pink dress as she replies "I can't believe you did that!" You grab her arm and begin leading her to the door. "I'm so sorry! Call me!" Stacy says over her shoulder to Mason. You take her to the door then open it and lead her out into the hallway. "Get off me!" She says angrily as she pulls her arm out of your grip. She then begins walking ahead of you to the elevator. "He was taking advantage of you." You say as you catch up to her. "So what? He was hot and it's none of your business." She replies as she reaches the elevator and presses the button. "Didn't you notice them flashing that light in my eyes?" You ask in an exasperated tone. "It was some kind of hypnotic device." She shakes her head and replies. "Hypnotic device? You are so paranoid it's unreal. When we get home we have to have a serious conversation about who's in charge here." The elevator doors open and you both step inside. [[CONTINUE|Return Home]] [[REWIND|Play along for now]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

A few minutes later you're driving Stacy back home. The drive is tense and silent. Stacy sits with her arms crossed, staring forward with an angry expression. You can tell an argument is coming, but she seems to be saving it for when you get home. You drive up to the gates of her house, then you use a remote to open them. You glance at Stacy as the gates roll open. She continues looking straight ahead. "Are you really this angry?" You ask as you wait for the gates to open. "I was just trying to protect you. That guy was a creep." You press down on the accelerator and drive up the path to the mansion. Finally she speaks, in a loud and stern tone. "Okay, yeah, he was kind of a jerk. That's not the point!" You stop the car and she gets out. "What is the point?" You say as you get out of the car. She stops at the front doors and turns to you. "The point is, I'm the one in charge here. You don't get to tell me what to do. This isn't high school, you're not a famous girl detective anymore. I'm the supermodel! You should be worshipping the ground I walk on!" You laugh in disbelief as she storms inside. "You know... Becoming a supermodel was probably the worst thing that could've happened to you!" You yell as you follow her into the house. "Because it's kept you in this bubble where you expect everyone to worship and adore you all the time! Well that's not the real world, Stacy!" You follow her into the living room where she suddenly comes to a stop. "It's not a bubble..." She says softly. Then she turns around and you see a small smile on her lips. "It's my life. It's who I am. People love to worship me because I'm beautiful. Even you..." She takes a step closer, her eyes shining brightly. "You tried to fight it all the time in high school, but I could tell, deep down you loved it when I bossed you around." [[CONTINUE|Stacy Bully]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

His muscular arm is hooked tightly around your waist, making you feel trapped. Your body is still tingling, your heart beating heavily in your chest. Before Stacy can object he leans down and presses his lips to hers. She lets out a soft girlish moan, her eyes fluttering closed as she's kissed. You stare at them, unsure of what to do as you watch them kiss. You look over at your purse by the armchair, then you look down at Mason's arm gripping you firmly. He finally peels his lips away from Stacy and says "Not bad." Then he turns to you. "Your turn." He says as he leans down toward you. "Wait..." You sigh as you make a small shake of your head. He ignores your feeble protest and kisses you on the lips. You could try to turn your head away or fight back, but you quickly lose yourself in the sensual moment. You feel that familiar girlish sensation, the butterflies in your stomach, your head dizzy and light. You sigh softly and let your eyes close as he kisses you. You let out a feminine moan, the sound muffled by his lips. He pushes his tongue into your mouth, swirling it around. The kiss continues for a few seconds, your cheeks blushing red as you're overwhelmed. He then peels his lips away, looking deeply into your eyes with his charming smile. You look up dreamily at him, your body tingly and warm. "Hmmm... It's too hard to pick a winner." He says with a quick wink at Jace's camera. You're so lost in the moment you completely forgot you were being filmed. "I think we need to continue this competition in the bedroom." He suddenly stands up, pulling you and Stacy to your feet. Still gripping your waist, he turns you to face him. He then leans down and pulls you over his shoulder. He does the same with Stacy, putting her over his right shoulder, and you over his left. He then stands up straight hoisting you both into the air. [[CONTINUE|Hotel Seduction 1]] [[REWIND|Sit on the couch]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You're both draped over his shoulders, your legs dangling on either side of his chest. "I think we need a little privacy." He says as he pats you both on the butt at the same time. He then wraps his arms around your legs and turns toward the bedroom. "Put me down." You moan angrily as you wriggle atop his shoulder. He's too big and strong, you can't get down. "I'll put you down in just a second." He laughs as he pats your rump again. You let out a defeated sigh and stop struggling, resting limply over his shoulder. He carries you into the bedroom and slams the door shut, then he tosses you both onto the large double bed. You make a small bounce on the soft sheets, landing flat on your back beside Stacy. Before you can get off of the bed he lies down on top of you and kisses you again. "Mmmpphhh!! Mmmm... Mmmmphhh..." You moan against his lips, your slender form wriggling beneath him. You put your hands against his shoulders to try and push him off of you. But he grabs your wrists and pins them down to the bed. You make one last struggling motion, then you give in with a soft sigh as the kiss continues. He finally peels his lips away, then looks over at Stacy and says. "Don't worry, I haven't forgotten about you." He pulls her closer and tries to kiss her. Stacy presses her hands to his chest, holding him back. "I'm not really into threesomes..." She says nervously as she looks up at him. "Maybe Emily should just go wait in the car?" You roll your eyes and quickly scramble off of the bed. "This has gone on long enough." You say angrily as you smooth down your dress. "These guys clearly only invite girls onto their show to try and sleep with them. Let's go, Stacy." The guy laughs and replies. "You can get lost if you want, but Stacy's not going anywhere." He then starts kissing her, turning his back on you. Stacy doesn't seem to be resisting him, but you know you have to get her out of here. [[Try to pull her away]] [[Go get your tazer]] [[REWIND|Hotel Seduction]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You walk over to them and grip Mason's arm. "Get off of her. We're leaving..." You start to say as you pull at his arm. He suddenly stops kissing Stacy and turns to you. He smiles, but you can see the rage in his eyes. He suddenly grabs you, pulling you onto the bed next to Stacy. "I gave you a chance to leave..." He says menacingly. "But now you're not going anywhere." His hand wraps around your throat, squeezing it tightly as he chokes you. "You're being way too rough..." Stacy says nervously. "Just let her...URKKK!!" He grabs her neck with his other hand, choking you both side by side. Water fills your eyes, your face turning red. Your legs wriggle and squirm on the bed, a breathless wheezing noise drifts from your lips. He smiles down at you, watching as your eyes start to flutter. Your vision starts to blur, the darkness seeping in. Your legs slide down flat to the bed, the feeling leaving your body as you're choked into unconsciousness. For a terrifying moment you think he's going to strangle you to death. Then he eases his grip. "That's better..." He says as he looms over you. Both you and Stacy have matching dazed expressions, your eyes are unfocused as you stare dizzily at the ceiling. "Now let's get you more comfortable." You can feel his hands on your body, but you're too weak to resist him. He takes off your shoes first, then he slides his hands up your legs. He grips your dress and begins lifting it upward, exposing your white bra and panties, along with your shiny nylon pantyhose. He does the same to Stacy, stripping her down to her pink underwear. He sits between you, his back resting on the backboard. He then pulls you both onto his lap. He begins groping you both at the same time, squeezing your breasts and caressing your legs. He then pinches the clasps to your bra's, popping them both off at the same time. [[CONTINUE|Hotel END]] [[REWIND|Hotel Seduction 1]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You let out an angry grumbling noise then spin round to face the door. You pull it open and stride out. You walk across the room to the armchair. "Hey baby, come over here." Jace says from the couch. "No, thanks." You reply coldly as you go over and grab your purse. You pick it up and put the strap over your shoulder, then you pull out the tazer and walk back toward the bedroom. "Hey, what are you doing?" Jace says as he tries to block your path. "I'm doing this." You reply as you press the tazer to his stomach. He collapses to the floor and you step over him. You walk into the bedroom, seeing Mason still lying on top of Stacy. "Interview's over." You say as you walk up to him and press the tazer to his neck. He moans and rolls off of the bed, hitting the floor with a hard thud. "EMILY! What are you doing?!" Stacy shrieks as she scrambles off of the bed. "We're leaving. Right now." You reply sternly. "I can't believe you did that!" She shrieks at you as she gets to her feet. You grab her arm and begin leading her to the door. "I'm so sorry! Call me!" Stacy says over her shoulder to Mason. You take her to the door then open it and lead her out into the hallway. "Get off me!" She says angrily as she pulls her arm out of your grip. She then begins walking ahead of you to the elevator. "He was taking advantage of you." You say as you catch up to her. "So what? He was hot and it's none of your business." She replies as she reaches the elevator and presses the button. "He never cared about the interview. He just wanted to sleep with you. Doesn't that bother you at all?" You ask in an exasperated tone. She shakes her head and replies. "Why would that bother me? We were having fun. You are such a loser it's unreal. When we get home we have to have a serious conversation about who's in charge here." The elevator doors open and you both step inside. [[CONTINUE|Return Home]] [[REWIND|Hotel Seduction 1]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

He peels your bra off of your chest, exposing your breasts. He then does the same to Stacy. You're still too dazed to fight him. Your head is resting against his shoulder, your limp body leaning into him. You make slow blinks as he fondles your bosom, his hand gripping and rolling around the naked flesh. His hand then slides lower, going underneath the waistband of your pantyhose, slipping beneath your panties. His other hand slips into Stacy's pink panties, then he begins to pleasure you both at the same time. You feel small tingles at first, your cheeks blushing with warmth. His fingers start to move faster, making rhythmic motions in and out of you. "Ohhhh..." You moan softly, your legs trembling. Stacy makes a similar feminine sound, both of you losing all composure. You can feel your body betraying you, you want to resist but the pleasure is too strong. You feel so helpless in just your panties and your pantyhose. A weak look of distress paints your face, moments before he forces you to orgasm. "OOHHHH!!" You and Stacy moan loudly, the erotic sounds filling the room. Mason laughs as he slips his fingers out of you. "You like that, baby?" He whispers by your ear as he kisses your neck. Your senses start to return and you try to push him away. "Stop... Let me... Ughh..." He wraps an arm around your neck, gently choking you back into submission. He does the same with Stacy, his bicep bulging and pressing into her throat. Once you're both subdued he pulls you off the bed, making you both kneel on the floor. He then sits on the edge of the bed and unzips his shorts. You both kneel side by side, your eyes fluttering dizzily. In your hazy vision you see his throbbing manhood. You let out a soft sigh, knowing there's nothing you can do. He then grips you and Stacy by the hair, guiding you forward, forcing your lips against his erection. END [[TRY AGAIN?|Hotel Seduction 1]] [[REWIND|Try to pull her away]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"You were a bully..." You reply as you cross your arms. "I didn't enjoy it when you picked on me. No-one did." She steps closer, the smile still on her lips as she replies "I don't believe you. Because I only ever picked on a very specific type of girl..." She takes another step and you suddenly feel your heart beating heavily, your breathing becoming deeper. You recognise the look in her eyes, that same cruel mischievous glint. She had the same look all the time in high school, it's like she's the head cheerleader again, standing right in front of you. "I... don't know what you're talking about..." You say softly as you look down at your feet. "Yes. You do." She replies. She takes one last step, getting so close that you're almost touching. Then she leans in close to your ear and whispers. "I only ever picked on submissive girls... Like you." You feel a shudder run through you, her warm breath tickling your ear. "Stop it." You moan softly. You step back and turn away from her, trying to block her out, trying to hide the rosy blush on your cheeks. She comes up behind you, her hands resting on your shoulders, her fingers applying a gentle pressure. "Remember that time I made you kiss my feet in the locker room?" She says in a soothing tone, with a slight teasing inflection. The memory flashes in your mind and the blush glows brighter. "You stole my diary... You... You told me you'd read it aloud to everyone if I didn't kiss your feet. I didn't want to, you made me do it." Stacy lets out a playful laugh as she replies. "I remember that so clearly. I remember looking down into your wide eyes, seeing how much you were loving submitting to me. I could see you trembling with each kiss..." Suddenly she grips your shoulders more firmly and spins you around. "Get down on your knees, Emily." She says as she looks deeply into your eyes. "Now." [[Kneel]] [[Run away]] [[REWIND|Return Home]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

Your legs wobble, your knees starting to buckle. You feel like a shy schoolgirl again, unable to stop her from controlling you. "Stacy..." You moan softly as you try to protest. Her eyes narrow and she says sternly. "Now, Emily." You sigh and crumple slowly down to your knees. You kneel in front of her, lowering down until your bottom is resting on the back of your heels. "See?" She says with a pleased grin. "Neither of us has really changed..." She reaches out and strokes the top of your head. "You're still a nerdy little submissive, and I'm still the boss of you." Her fingers gently run through your hair as she smiles down at you. "Now kiss my feet." She says as she removes her hand, placing it on her hip. You remember that day in the locker room, you were trying to hide it from her, and from yourself, but deep down you did enjoy being dominated by her. You lower down, pressing your hands to the floor. Then you lean your head down and press your lips to her feet. The kiss makes a soft wet sound and you hear Stacy let out a playful laugh. "That's it. Keep going." She coos as she looks down at you. You kiss her feet over and over again, worshipping her with an embarrassed blush on your cheeks. "Who's in charge?" She asks after a few more kisses. "You are." You sigh in a defeated tone. "That's right." She says with a pleased grin. "I'm glad we agree. Now apologise for telling me what to do at the hotel." You peel your lips away from her foot and reply. "I... I'm sorry. It won't happen again." She laughs and makes you continue kissing her feet for another few minutes. "That's enough. You can go to your room, I'll come get you if I need you." She says casually. You nod and get to your feet, too embarrassed to speak. You hurry upstairs to your room and flop onto your bad, letting out a soft groan. "I can't believe she made me do that..." You sigh as you close your eyes. [[CONTINUE|Fashion Show]] [[REWIND|Stacy Bully]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

Your legs wobble, your knees almost bending. Then you stop yourself and shake your head. "No... Stop it. We're not in school anymore." You say as you turn and run toward the stairs. You hurry to your room and slam the door shut. You lock it then you flop down onto your bed. You groan angrily as you look up at the ceiling. You're supposed to be a secret agent, but she's making you feel like a nervous schoolgirl all over again. You take deep breaths as you try to compose yourself. 'I'll just hide in here for an hour or two...' Before you can finish your thought you hear Stacy knocking at the door. "I wasn't done talking to you." She calls out in a playful tone. "You know I can unlock this door right? It's my house, I have the key." You sigh softly and sit up on the bed. "Leave me alone, Stacy! I'm not kissing your feet!" You call out to her. You hear her laugh then she replies. "Fine. I know you want to but I'll let you off. We just need to settle who's in charge. I don't want you trying to tell me what to do again." You roll your eyes and call out. "I... I'm supposed to be protecting you... I was just trying..." She interrupts you in a firm tone. "I can call the AKA and get you kicked off this mission anytime I want. Would you like that?" You hang your head and reply in a dejected tone. "No." You can hear the pleased smile in her voice as she says "So who's in charge here?" You take a second to reply, letting out a deep sigh before saying. "You are." She answers immediately, her voice much clearer and louder than yours. "What was that? I couldn't hear you. Who's in charge here?" You stand up from the bed and speak loudly toward the door. "You're in charge, Stacy. I won't try to tell you what to do from now on." On the other side of the door she nods and replies. "Good. I'm glad we agree. I'll come and get you if I need you." Then she walks off as you flop down onto the bed again. [[CONTINUE|Fashion Show]] [[REWIND|Stacy Bully]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

A loud knock at the door wakes you up. You must've fallen asleep whilst lying on the bed. You wake from your nap, your eyes snapping open as you quickly sit upright. "Hey! I'm going out in thirty minutes. I'm modelling at a fashion show, so if you're coming with me I need you to look presentable. I've already picked your outfit..." You slide off of the bed and groan. "Picked my outfit?" You hurry over to the door, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes. You open the door to see Stacy. She's holding a black cocktail dress on a hanger. "Here." She says as she hands it to you. "Do you have black pantyhose and black high heels to go with it?" She asks impatiently. "Yes..." You reply as you look at the dress. "I also have my own clothes I could wear... This looks like it's going to be a little tight..." She looks firmly at you as she says. "Who's in charge here?" You sigh as you remember your earlier conversation. "You are." You say as you hang your head. Stacy smiles happily and replies. "That's right. Now take a shower, put on some make-up, and get dressed. I can't be late for this fashion show." You want to tell her how dangerous it is going to a big event whilst she's being targeted. But you already know you'll lose the argument. She walks away and you close the door. You look at the dress cautiously, it's going to be extremely tight and revealing. With a soft sigh you lay it on the bed and walk into the shower. You take off your dress and peel your tights off of your legs. You step into a stream of warm water, letting it trickle down your skin. Hot misty clouds billow around you, the water swirling by your feet as it goes down the drain. You take a bar of soap and run it over your feminine curves, giving your body a floral scent. You feel refreshed by the shower, ready to face Stacy again. "First days almost done..." You say softly as you turn off the water. "Only six more to go." [[CONTINUE|Fashio Show 1]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

A short while later you're leaving your bedroom. You're now wearing the black cocktail dress Stacy gave you, along with a pair of black pantyhose. Your feet are snugly fitted into a pair of black high heels. Just as you predicted the dress is far too tight, your breasts are bulging over the top, it feels like they might spill out at any moment. The hem only barely covers your shapely rear, the tight black dress squeezing into your upper thighs. You tug at the dress as you walk, trying to settle it into place. You still have your purse with your two weapons inside, but they give you little comfort when you're wearing such a revealing outfit. Your heels make firm click on the floor as you walk, your hips making a soft sway in the tight dress. Stacy is waiting by the door as you come down the stairs. She's wearing a vibrant red dress with a long slit down one side, showing off her legs. Her lips are painted the same bright red, and they curl into a smile as she sees you. "You look great!" She says with a wide grin. "I knew you would. I think I'll pick all your outfits for the rest of this week..." She gets lost in thought for a moment, picturing dressing you up like a barbie doll. Then she focuses and says. "We'll talk about that later. Let's go, you're driving." Like before she puts the address into the GPS and you drive through the open gate and onto road. The sun has set, the stars twinkle in the night sky. Beverly Hills glows brighter in the darkness. You drive for a few minutes before turning a corner and seeing your destination. There's a red carpet outside of a shiny glass building. A crowd has already gathered, you can see the flashing lights of every camera as models arrive. "Drop me off by the red carpet..." Stacy says eagerly as she prepares herself for the camera's. "Then you can drive round the back of the building and go in there." [[CONTINUE|Fashion Show 2]] [[REWIND|Fashion Show]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

Stacy gives you your ticket as you pull up to the red carpet. She takes a deep breath and puts on a wide smile, then she gets out of the car. You hear a flurry of noise as all the flashes start to go off, the paparazzi all yelling over each other for Stacy's attention. You drive around to the back of the building, where you see a sign pointing to the car park. There's a gate blocking off the car park, and you have to drive past a security kiosk. A security guard checks your ticket. He looks you up and down, noticeably staring at your breasts. He then hands you the ticket back and opens the metal barrier to allow you inside. You drive into the car park, passing dozens of expensive sports cars. You park amongst them and make your way to the building. Standing by the back door there's a woman with short blonde hair in black jeans and a matching blouse. She's holding a clipboard, checking in every person who comes through the back. "You're Stacy's assistant?" She says as you introduce yourself. "She has a personal dressing room, it's right here." She shows you the layout of the backstage area on her clipboard, pointing to Stacy's dressing room. "Another PA will bring her to the dressing room after she's done on the red carpet. We're all dressed in black and have these ID cards." She taps the card clipped to her belt then ushers you inside. You walk down a long grey hallway and turn a corner. Nearby you can hear the murmuring of voices in the main room as people arrive and take their seats. You head away from the sound, going down another hallway where it's quieter. You see a door labelled with Stacy's name, you can wait for her in here. You reach for the handle when you hear a woman's voice down the hall. "Are you Stacy's assistant?" She asks cautiously. Her black hair is pulled into a ponytail, she's wearing the same black blouse and jeans with an ID card clipped to her belt. "I need to tell you something in private..." She says as she looks around nervously. "Can we speak in her dressing room?" [[Let her into the dressing room]] [[Speak with her in the hallway]] [[REWIND|Fashio Show 1]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"Okay, sure. Come in." You say as you open the dressing room door. You step inside the dressing room. Against the wall across from you is a rack of clothes, to your left there's a make-up dresser. You look to the right side of the room, seeing a leather couch. Then your eyes widen with fear as you see piles of white rope and rolls of duct tape sitting on the couch. Before you can react the woman comes up behind you. She presses a damp cloth to your mouth and nose, her other arm wraps tightly around your midsection. "Got ya." She says with a gleeful smile. Then she kicks the door closed with the back of her foot. "Mmmpphh!!!" You moan with shock, immediately wriggling in her firm grip. You try to remember your breathing techniques, but you're to overwhelmed with panic to focus. You can already feel the chloroform swirling into your lungs, that familiar dizzy sensation washing over you. She's stronger than she looks, her arms are hooked tightly around you, squeezing into your slender form. You weakly struggle in her arms, trying desperately to get away. You feel the numbness spreading through you, the chloroform forcing you into unconsciousness. Your eyes start to glaze over, your eyelids fluttering sleepily. With a soft moan your arms flop down by your sides. Your legs wobble as you lean back against her chest. Just before you pass out the woman peels the cloth away, revealing your listless feminine features. "Thank you for making this so easy for me." She says in a mocking tone as she plants a kiss on your cheek. She then drags you over to the couch. She turns your body and lets you fall onto the couch, your chest making a soft thump next to the tape and rope. You lie flat on your stomach, too dazed to move, the chloroform deep in your lungs. You feel her stroking your legs then removing your shoes. Then you feel her wrapping the rope around your body. [[CONTINUE|Dressing Room]] [[REWIND|Fashion Show 2]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You cross your arms with a suspicious look as you reply. "I'd rather we speak out here..." She lets out a small sigh. Her nervousness disappears, replaced by a sly smile. "I'm afraid I have to insist." She says as she reaches into the back of her belt. She smoothly pulls out a handgun and points it at you. Your eyes widen and you become frozen with fear. "Walk into the dressing room. Slowly. Any sudden movements and I'll put a bullet through your heart." She says in a calm menacing tone. You nod rapidly and open the door to the dressing room. Against the wall across from you is a rack of clothes, to your left there's a make-up dresser. You look to the right side of the room, seeing a leather couch. Then your eyes widen with fear as you see piles of white rope and rolls of duct tape sitting on the couch. "I'll take this..." The woman says as she slips your purse off of your arm. "Now go sit down on the couch." She prods you in the back with the gun, then she slams the door closed. She tosses your purse aside as you walk over to the couch. You can feel your heart pounding in your chest. Stacy will be here soon, you have to do something before she arrives. You sit on the edge of the couch, your body tense, your eyes focused on the woman as she walks over to you. She stands in front of you, pointing the gun at you with her other hand resting on her hip. "I'm going to subdue you now..." She says with an eager look in her eyes. "Then I'm going to tie you up before your boss arrives..." At least that's one advantage you have, she doesn't know you're actually an undercover agent. "You've been so obedient, I'll let you choose." A pleased smile spreads across her lips as she looks down at you. "I could chloroform you, it'll make you sleepy and tired, I think you'll find it quite relaxing. Or I could use a necklace to hypnotize you and take control of your mind. Which would you prefer?" [["Chloroform me"]] [["Hypnotize me"]] [[REWIND|Fashion Show 2]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

She wraps the first rope around your ankles. You can feel it pressing into your nylon pantyhose as she ties the knot. She wraps more rope around your thighs, squeezing your legs together. She then pulls up your dress, exposing your nylon clad rear and the black panties your wearing beneath the nylon. She gives your bottom a firm squeeze, then she pulls your wrists behind your back. She works quickly with the rope, looping it round your wrists and pulling it tight. She then sits you up and wraps more rope around your chest. She soon has a tight chest harness secured on your torso, the ropes squeezing into your breasts. "You... won't... Mmpphh..." Your sleepy words are cut short as she begins wrapping duct tape around your head. The tape presses firmly over your lips, sealing them shut. "One down, one to go." She purrs happily as she kisses you on the cheek. She stands up and walks round the back of the couch. She has two suitcases hidden there, both large enough to fit a person inside. She wheels the suitcases round in front of the couch, then she lays them both down and zips them open. She's about to lower you inside when she hears footsteps approaching the door. She hops up from the couch and quickly runs over to the door. You watch as she presses her back to the wall, so that she's hidden by the door as it swings open. Stacy steps into the room and sees you bound and gagged. "Emily? What happ... Mmmppphh!!" The woman grabs her, just like she did to you, pressing the cloth over her mouth and nose. You're forced to watch as Stacy is chloroformed, then she's dragged over to the couch and tied up next to you. The woman lays Stacy inside one of the suitcases, making her curl up into a ball. She then grabs you and pulls you off of the couch, laying you in the other suitcase. The lid of the suitcase closes over you and you hear the zipper going round the outside. You feel the suitcase being tilted upward then wheeled away. You're sealed in darkness with no hope of escape, your first solo mission has been a complete failure, Emily. END [[TRY AGAIN?|Fashion Show 2]] [[REWIND|Let her into the dressing room]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You can see how excited she looks as the words leave your mouth. "I'd be happy to." She replies teasingly as she reaches into her pocket. She takes out a neatly folded white cloth. As she unfolds it you see the surface is damp with chloroform. 'You can do this, Emily. Focus on your breathing.' You've been trained to resist chloroform, as long as you focus it usually works. The woman sits down beside you, holding the damp cloth on the flat of her palm. "Now take deep breaths for me." She says in a sultry tone as she moves the cloth toward your face. Your chest rises and falls as you take a deep breath. You prepare yourself, then she presses the cloth against your mouth and nose. "That's it, don't fight it. Just breathe it in." The woman coos softly. You pretend to breathe it in deeply, making your chest lift up and down. You can feel a small amount of chloforom seeping into your lungs. But you manage to control the intake. You make your eyes flutter, then you moan sleepily into the cloth. You lean back against the couch as you close your eyes, making it seem as if you've passed out. The woman keeps the cloth against your face for a few more seconds. Then she peels it away. "Good girl. Take a nice long sleep for me." She says as she kisses you on the cheek. You hear her tucking her gun into the back of her belt. Then she picks up a length of rope. She begins leaning you forward and pulling your wrists behind your back. You feel the rope looping around your wrists. Before she can tie the knot you suddenly open your eyes. Your eyes snap open as you come to life, then you immediately elbow her in the stomach. She groans breathlessly, clutching her midsection. You grab the gun from her belt and stand up. You try to aim at her, but she launches herself off of the couch and tackles into you. The two of you begin rolling around on the floor, becoming stuck in a messy catfight as you struggle for the gun. [[CONTINUE|Dressing Room 1]] [[REWIND|Speak with her in the hallway]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You can see how excited she looks as the words leave your mouth. "I'd be happy to." She replies teasingly as she reaches into her pocket. She takes out a silver necklace with a diamond pendant. She holds it up, then lets the diamond hang down right in front of your eyes. 'You can do this, Emily. Just play along and pretend to be hypnotized, then overpower her when she drops her guard.' You take a deep breath as she begins swinging the pendant side to side. The diamond catches the light with each swing, shining right into your eyes. "Focus on the pendant..." The gorgeous dark haired woman says in a soothing tone. She looms over you, the necklace in one hand, the gun still held in a relaxed pose by her side. "Don't take your eyes off of it... Watch as it swings left and right... With each swing you're becoming more tired and relaxed, your eyelids become heavier and heavier..." Your eyes follow the swing of the watch, moving in time. Her soothing voice slips into your ears, slowly drowning out your own thoughts. 'You're only playing along, Emily... Don't let her actually hypnotize...' "Your mind is empty and blank. No more thinking, just listen to the sound of my voice. Let everything else fade away. Good girl. Focus on the pendant, back and forth..." "Very good..." Your eyelids start to droop down as you struggle to keep them open. The woman's smile spreads wider as she watches your mindless expression. She tucks the gun into the back of her belt, then she takes on a more stern tone. "You are becoming deeply hypnotized. My voice is taking you into a deep trance. You cannot resist this feeling, you're so weak, so helpless... You must obey me. I am taking complete control of your mind." Your plan to resist her has failed, you can't move, you can't think. She begins to count down, then she snaps her fingers and everything goes black. [[CONTINUE|Hypno END]] [[REWIND|Speak with her in the hallway]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

Your eyes open as you hear footsteps approaching the door. The woman is sitting beside you on the couch, in your hand you're holding a damp cloth. "You are my puppet, and you will obey my commands." The woman whispers in your ear. A shiver runs through your body. You feel like you have no control over yourself. You feel like there are strings attached to your body, moving you around. The door opens and Stacy walks inside. "Emily, who is this?" Stacy asks as she shuts the door behind her. "She's my guest..." You reply mindlessly. "She's going to take us to our new home." You rise up to your feet and begin walking toward Stacy. "Our new home?" Stacy asks in a confused tone. "What are you talking... Emily! Stop! Mmmppphh!!" Without warning you tackle Stacy to the ground and press the damp cloth over her mouth and nose. You sit on top of Stacy, straddling her midsection. You have the cloth pushed firmly over her face. You can see the panic in her eyes, hear her muffled moans as she wriggles underneath you. Behind you the woman laughs as she says "Good puppet. Don't stop until she's unconscious." You look down at Stacy, your eyes completely vacant. It feels like you're trapped inside your head, watching this all happen with no way to change the outcome. You watch as Stacy goes limp, her struggles slowing down until she lies still. Her eyes flutter sleepily, a wet glaze forming over the two blue circles. She lets out a final muffled moan, then she passes out. You slowly peel the cloth away from her face, uncovering her feminine features. Her lips are slightly parted, her head lolls to the side. "Now pick her up and put her over your shoulder." The woman calls over to you. It takes some effort, but you wrap your arms around Stacy and heave her up from the floor. As you drape Stacy over your shoulder the woman comes up beside you. "Good girl. Now follow me, it's time to go." She says as she gives your butt a firm squeeze. You watch as she leaves the room, then you follow behind her with Stacy over your shoulder. END [[TRY AGAIN?|Speak with her in the hallway]] [[REWIND|"Hypnotize me"]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

The woman is stronger than she looks. As you roll around with her you struggle to keep hold of the gun. You can see a fierce determination in her eyes. She finally manages to roll on top of you, pinning you down to the floor. She starts to slowly turn the gun toward your head. You're still holding the gun, but she has control of your hand. "No... Stop..." You moan helplessly as she forces the gun to your temple. Then the door swings open and Stacy lets out a shocked gasp. "Shit..." The woman mutters under her breath. She yanks the gun out of your hand and hits you in the side of the head with it. She then tries to aim it Stacy. "Don't mo..." She starts to say, but Stacy is already taking off. "Somebody help!" Stacy yells as she sprints down the hallway. The woman jumps off of you and chases after her. You remain lying on your back, a dull thud echoing through your skull. Your eyes flutter as you struggle to stay conscious, you call feel a throbbing pain from where she struck you. A soft groan escapes your lips as you force yourself to your feet. You stagger out into the hallway. Around the corner you hear a gunshot then a womans scream. You groan again and stumble messily down the hallway. You lean into the wall for balance, making it around the corner. You see one of the PA's sitting on the floor, clutching a gunshot wound in her arm. You move past her, pushing open the back door and staggering outside. A black car speeds past you. Stacy is unconscious in the passenger seat, slumped to the side. "No..." You moan as the car races through the car park. It smashes into the metal barrier by the kiosk, breaking it apart. The car then turns onto the road and keeps going. Your eyes become watery as you realise you've failed to protect her. Stacy's been kidnapped. [[CONTINUE|Return to base]] [[REWIND|"Chloroform me"]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You and Rachel take the elevator to the top floor. Then you make your way to Akari's office. Akari is waiting for you, seated behind her large desk. "Sit down and pay attention. This is a mission briefing." She says in a stern tone. You can tell the stress of this job is getting to her, she looks tired. You pull out one of the two chairs opposite her desk and sit down, Rachel does the same. Akari presses a button under her desk and the lights dim. A projector screen lowers from the ceiling to the left of her desk. An image is projected onto the screen, it shows a satellite image of Beverly Hills. Akari clears her throat then says. "As you both know, our recent mission to protect the supermodel Stacy Hayter was unsuccessful..." Rachel almost says something but she stops herself. "Using satellite imagery we've been tracking the car that took her..." You feel a hopeful sensation and sit forward eagerly. The screen zooms in, showing the black car that Stacy was taken in. "We managed to follow it to a private airfield, and then..." Akari sighs as the satellite images become blurred. Whoever owns the airfield is scrambling our satellites, we're unable to track any of the planes that come in or out." You lean back in your seat, that brief hope shattered. They could've flown Stacy anywhere. "But we have been able to track the car. In the past few weeks it's stopped multiple times at two locations..." On the screen you see two satellite images, one is of a large mansion, the other is of a Hooters restaurant. "The mansion and the restaurant are owned by the same man, Leonard Reese." The screen shows Leonard with two Hooters waitress's on either arm. He's wearing a hawaiian shirt with the top three buttons undone. He grins at the camera with a cheesy smile. He looks to be in his mid to late fifties, his brown hair is starting to thin. [[CONTINUE|Briefing]] [[REWIND|Return to base]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

CHAPTER 2. LEONARD REESE "We believe he's a customer of Enslavement Incorporated..." Before you can ask a question Rachel says. "So we arrest him and interrogate him, right?" Akari shakes her head and replies. "We're primarily an undercover agency, Rachel. If we bring him in, then EI will know we're onto them and they'll abandon the airfield. He's been driven to that airfield multiple times, he's been flown in and out, most likely to the same place Stacy and hundreds of other girls are being kept. We don't need him, we just need to know where he went." Akari opens a desk drawer and takes out a small black disc. She holds it between her fingers, showing you the sleek button on the side and the glass circle in the centre. "Our tech department have created this. You'll need to place the magnetic side on his phone and press the button. It'll download his entire GPS history in thirty seconds..." You start to feel hopeful again, then she begins explaining your options. "You'll have to go undercover to get close to him. He's having a big party at his mansion tomorrow night. He's using an agency to hire waitresses for the party, we can get you on that list. The agency he's using... they have a specific costume for the girls they hire..." The screen shows the website for the agency. On the home page a young woman is wearing the waitress outfit. It's identical to a Playboy bunny, except it doesn't have the tail or the ears. She's posing in a shiny strapless corset, her legs gleaming in her dark nylon pantyhose. You let out a soft groan as you look at the revealing outfit. "Or you can apply to work at the Hooters restaurant he owns..." Akari says as she presses another button. Another image shows on the screen, a young blonde in skimpy orange shorts and a tight white tank top. The projector shows a split screen of your two options, a Hooters waitress on one side, a Playboy bunny on the other. "Which would you prefer, Emily?" [[Hooters Waitress]] [[Playboy Bunny]] [[REWIND|Akari Mission]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

ONE DAY LATER Rachel has a big smirk on her face as she drives you to the restaurant. It's the middle of the day, you can see the bright sun through the tinted windows of the car. You sit with your arms crossed against your chest. You're wearing a tight white tank top, skimpy orange shorts, tan pantyhose, and white socks and shoes. Leonard sent you the outfit in the mail, along with an email about how excited he is to meet you. Both the top and the shorts feel like they're two sizes too small. The tank top is so tight to your torso it feels like your breasts might burst out of it, and the shorts feel more like a thong, the orange fabric riding up into your juicy rear. You can already feel a light blush colouring your cheeks. "I think it suits you..." Rachel says with a small glance in your direction. "Maybe this could be your new career." You decide not to tell her that you've already worked at a restaurant like this, a job you had no desire to go back to. "Do you know why I was chosen for this mission and not you?" You ask angrily. "Because if you tried to do it, you'd break your cover and flip out the second someone even looked at you wearing this." Rachel shrugs dismissively as she replies. "If a mission requires me to dress and act like a bimbo I could do it easily." You roll your eyes and mutter. "Yeah right." She pulls up across the street from the Hooters restaurant. It's by a busy highway and you can see a number of parked cars outside. You fidget nervously in your seat as you look at the building, through the windows you can see it's mostly men seated inside. "Don't forget this." Rachel says as she hands you the small black disc. You slip it into your bra, nestling it snugly in your bosom. Then you look at Rachel with a serious expression as you say. "If I get in trouble... You're going to help me, right?" [[CONTINUE|Hooters]] [[REWIND|Briefing]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

ONE DAY LATER Rachel has a big smirk on her face as she drives you to Leonard's mansion. The sun has set, you drive under streetlights that beam down a bright white glow. You sit with your arms crossed against your chest. You're wearing a shiny blue corset, your breasts bulging upward. On your legs are a pair of light black pantyhose. Your stockinged feet are snugly fitted in a pair of black high heels. Completing the outfit are the white cuffs on your wrists, and a white collar around your neck. The corset is tight fitting, pulling in at your trim waist and hugging your shapely rump. You feel completely exposed wearing this. You can already feel a light blush colouring your cheeks and you haven't stepped out of the car. "I think being a Playboy bunny suits you..." Rachel says with a small glance in your direction. "Maybe this could be your new career." She turns off of the main road and into a residential area with large houses on either side of the street. "Do you know why I was chosen for this mission and not you?" You ask angrily. "Because if you tried to do it, you'd break your cover and flip out the second someone even looked at you wearing this." Rachel shrugs dismissively as she replies. "If a mission requires me to dress and act like a bimbo I could do it easily." You roll your eyes and mutter. "Yeah right." She pulls up across the street from Leonards mansion. His party is just getting started, there are lots of cars parked outside and even more arriving. You can hear voices and laughter echoing through the night, along with loud music drifting from the open door of the mansion. "Don't forget this." Rachel says as she hands you the small black disc. You slip it into your left cuff, then you ask. "If I get in trouble... You're going to help me, right?" [[CONTINUE|Mansion]] [[REWIND|Briefing]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You can see her fighting the impulse to say something mean. She looks back at you, matching your serious expression as she replies. "I don't like you, Emily. But I'm a professional and this mission is important. If you need back up just wave at me through the window and I'll come running." You nod then you get out of the car. Your tan pantyhose shimmer in the sunlight, making your legs look even more shiny and soft. You walk across the street to the restaurant, your hips swaying in your tight orange shorts. You take a second to look down at your outfit, smoothing it out with your hands then checking your hair is neat and tidy. You take a deep breath then step inside. "Hey! You must be the new girl!" A fellow waitress greets you the moment you step inside. She has long blonde hair and is wearing an identical outfit. "Lenny's been dying to meet you! Come on, he's in his office." She leads you round the bar and down a hallway into the back. It's a little quieter here, away from the leering eyes of the customers. She stops by a door labelled. 'MANAGERS OFFICE' She gently raps her knuckles against it and calls out "Lenny, the new girls here." She then opens the door and winks at you. "Good luck, sweetie." She says in her upbeat tone as she ushers you inside. Leonard is sitting behind a desk in the right corner of the room. There are papers messily scattered across the wooden surface. To your left is a black leather couch and a water cooler. Leonard is wearing dark grey trousers and a white shirt, he flashes you the same cheesy grin that you saw in the photograph. "Emma!" He says happily as he stands from his desk. "Even more beautiful in person! Come over here and let me take a look at you." He makes you stand in the centre of his office, then he begins walking around. "Yeah..." He says with a lustful smile. "I think you'll fit in here perfectly." [[CONTINUE|Hooters 1]] [[REWIND|Hooters Waitress]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You put on a big dumb smile and reply in a girlish voice. "Really? You think so?" He grins and nods eagerly, placing his hand on your shoulder as he replies. "Oh yeah, I can tell already. A sweet girl like you is exactly what this place needs..." You glance over at his desk, noticing his phone sitting amongst the papers. "Are you excited to get started?" He says as he gently strokes his hand up and down your shoulder. You focus on him and reply. "I'm so excited! Thank you so much for the opportunity!" You can tell he's not suspicious at all, he thinks you're a total airhead. "Good girl." He says as he turns you toward the door. "You just need to watch the orientation video. I made it to help every girl I hire settle in here..." His hand rests on your lower back as he leads you out into the hall. He takes you further down the hallway, stopping in front of a door labelled 'ORIENTATION'. His hand slides lower and he gives your butt a gentle pat as he says. "It's right in here. Just take a seat and press play on the remote." His hand rests on your butt for a moment as he opens the door for you. He's clearly testing a boundary, seeing how you'll react. "Thank you, Mr Reese." You reply in your girlish voice. Then you walk quickly inside. He shuts the door, leaving you alone. The room is small, it looks like it was once a storage closet. An old leather armchair sits opposite a TV stand. A flatscreen TV sits atop the stand, connected to a DVD player. You see the remote for the DVD player is lying on the arm of the armchair. You walk over to the armchair and sit down, crossing one leg smoothly over the other. Your nylon clad thighs nestle together and you pick up the remote. You let out a small sigh and glance at the door. You think of his phone sitting on his desk. If you get caught the mission will be over. Should you try to sneak out? Or should you stay and watch the video. [[Try to sneak out]] [[Watch the video]] [[REWIND|Hooters]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You uncross your legs and put down the remote. Then you stand up straight and head toward the door. You press your ear to the door, listening for any signs of activity. It doesn't sound like anyones outside. You can feel yourself trembling as you cautiously open the door. You glance out into the hallway, looking left and right. You sneak out of the room and hurry down the hallway. You can hear the sounds of the restaurant just round the corner, the loud voices and laughter, the football game playing on the television. You reach the door to his office and lower down to one knee. You look through the keyhole, seeing that the room is empty. You quickly slip inside, opening the door then closing it behind you. As soon as the door is closed you hurry over to his desk. You begin pushing the papers aside as you look for the phone. "I know I saw it here..." You mutter angrily as you search his messy desk. You feel a sinking sensation in your stomach as you fail to find the phone. You don't have long, he'll be coming back to the orientation room soon. You search for another minute, then you give up with a frustrated sigh. You hurry around the desk and to the door. You reach for the handle, but the door suddenly swings open. You freeze with fear, unable to react in time. A Hooters waitress almost bumps into you, she has red hair and bright green eyes. "What... what are you doing in here?" She says as her confusion quickly turns to anger. "I... I finished my orientation..." You reply nervously, she's taller than you and looks down with a suspicious glare. "I was just looking for Mr Reese to let him know." You try to smile at her but it has no effect. She puts her hands on her hips, blocking your exit. "I don't believe you." She says coldly. "Tell me why you were really in here, or I'm telling Mr Reese." [[Tell her the truth]] [[Pretend to get upset]] [[REWIND|Hooters 1]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You sigh and lean back in the armchair. You press play then you put the remote down and rest your hands in your lap. The screen comes to life, the video looks old and grainy. It shows a vast forest surrounding a lake that glistens in the sunlight. "Welcome to your orientation..." It's Leonards voice, but younger and more soothing. Soft classical music starts to play as the video continues. "The restaurant can get hectic at times. It's vital to remember the importance of relaxation. This will be the first lesson in your orientation. You must always remember to relax. Take a deep breath... and we'll begin." Without thinking you take a deep breath, your chest rising and falling. "Imagine yourself standing in this forest. You can feel the soft grass beneath your feet, the sun on your skin. You start to walk, moving amongst the trees. You're completely calm and relaxed, completely safe and at ease. Picture yourself there now..." The gentle sounds of nature begin to play over the classical music, blending in seamlessly as he continues. "You walk up to the lake. The water is so clear and blue. You dip your foot in at first, feeling the water's warmth. Then you walk further into the lake, moving deeper and deeper down." "You're so relaxed as you sink into the water, going all the way down. You start to feel tired the further down you go, your eyes start to flutter as the lake pulls you into a warm relaxing trance..." Your eyelids flutter as you stare at the screen. Your shoulders sag as your body takes on a limp pose. The video has taken hold of you, it feels like you're sinking into the armchair, unable to move. "Deeper and deeper down, eyelids getting heavier and heavier. You're almost the bottom of the lake now... Going into a deep hypnotic trance in three... two... one..." The video goes black and your eyes close as you fade away. [[CONTINUE|Video END]] [[REWIND|Hooters 1]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"You have now completed your orientation. Sit still and wait here until someone comes to collect you." Your eyes open, your head lifting from your chest. Your mind feels strangely empty. You feel a deep sense of relaxation. You have no worries or fears, you simply sit in the armchair with a calm smile on your lips. You know you have a mission to complete, but you feel no urgency to complete it. In fact you feel more focused on your job here, you want to be the best waitress you can be. After a few more minutes the door opens and Leonard enters. "How do you feel, Emma?" He says as he looms over you. "Relaxed." You sigh happily as you look up at him. He grips your arm gently and pulls you to your feet. Then he wraps his arms around you, pulling you in closer. Your breasts press up against his chest as he gives you a slow squeeze. He looks down into your eyes to see if you'll resist him, but you simply smile with a dreamy stare. "Are you ready to get to work?" He says as he slides his hand down, gripping and squeezing your shapely rump. "Yes, Mr Reese." You sigh as he fondles your butt. His grins spreads wider as he gives your bottom a gentle pat. "Good girl." He says as his hand slaps against the soft flesh. "Now come here." He leans his head down and kisses you, pressing his lips firmly to yours. You know this is wrong, but you're too calm and relaxed to stop him. His fingers press into your backside as he kisses you, squeezing it so hard you lift up onto the tips of your toes. You let out a soft feminine moan against his mouth, then he peels his lips away. "I've been using that video for years and it never fails." He says with a small chuckle. He leans down and gives you a quick peck on the lips. Then he turns you toward the door, his hand resting on your rear. "Time to get to work." He says as he pats your bottom, sending you out to start your shift. END [[TRY AGAIN?|Hooters 1]] [[REWIND|Watch the video]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"Okay..." You sigh as you lower your voice. "Your boss is part of a criminal organisation that kidnaps women. I'm an undercover agent and I'm investigating him." She goes silent for a moment. You expect her to laugh in your face, but instead she replies. "I knew something was wrong about him. He's always going on vacation and coming back with new girls for the restaurant..." She looks around cautiously then says. "There's a lot I can tell you about him. Let's talk in private." She grabs your hand and leads you out of the room. "Do you know where he flies to?" You ask as she takes you down a hallway. "We'll talk downstairs. A lot of the girls here are loyal to him and they might hear us." She opens a door and leads you down into the basement. You go down a flight of wooden stairs. The basement walls are cold and grey. You see a few kegs in the corner along with stacks of beer crates. In the centre of the room a wooden support beam runs from the floor to the ceiling. The basement is quiet and dimly lit. "That's better..." The redhead says as she finally comes to a stop. "So, what can you tell me?" You ask eagerly. Her hand curls into a fist and she suddenly punches you in the face. You groan and topple backwards, landing on your butt. "Lenny always thought a government agent would come asking questions. He never thought it'd be some little girl though." The woman says with a cruel smile. "You... you're helping him?" You ask as you rub your cheek. "Of course. Someone has to keep the girls in line around here. I make good money from it too, and I'm not going to let you ruin it." She replies as she advances on you. Your feet shuffle on the floor as you push yourself backward, then you scramble to your feet. You barely manage to stand up before she grabs a handful of your hair. She then slams her knee into your stomach, driving into the soft flesh. [[CONTINUE|Hoot Base END]] [[REWIND|Try to sneak out]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

Your bottom lip quivers, your eyes becoming wide and trembling. For a second the tears don't come, then you force them out and they start to trickle down your cheeks. "I'm so sorry." You moan in a squeaky girlish voice. "I finished watching the video and I really really wanted to make a good impression and I didn't want Mr Reese to think I was just sitting there not doing anything, I thought he'd be impressed if I came looking for him, please don't be mad at me." You bury your head in your hands and make a sad sobbing noise. You can't see if she's buying this and you continue crying into your hands for a seconds. Then you feel her gently looping her arm over the back of your shoulders. "Take a deep breath and calm down. Everything's going to be fine." She says in a soothing tone. You lift your head from your hands and smile up at her. "Really?" You ask in a sweet and innocent tone of voice. She brushes a few tears away with her thumb and says. "You're so cute. Let's get you back to the orientation room and Lenny will never know you were gone. This will be just our little secret." You smile happily as you reply. "Thank you so much." She makes a sly grin and gives your bottom a firm squeeze as she replies. "You can thank me properly, later. After your shift is done here." She leads you back to the orientation room and gives your rump another squeeze before sending you inside. You let out a sigh of relief once the door is closed. It seems Lenny isn't the only one here trying to take advantage of the girls. You didn't get his phone, but at least you didn't break your cover. You check the device is still nestled in your bra, then you smooth out your outfit and settle on the armchair. A few minutes later Leonard returns. He opens the door and walks up to you with a small smile. "How do you feel, Emma?" He says as he looms over you. "Ready to get to work, sir." You reply, your eyes quickly glancing at the phone shaped outline in his pocket. [[CONTINUE|Work Restaurant]] [[REWIND|Try to sneak out]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"OOFFF!!" You groan loudly as her knee pummels your stomach. She keeps her grip on your hair then punches you in the face again. She then forces your head down and knees you in the face. She lets you go, then punches you a third time, sending you crashing to the floor. In seconds this Hooter waitress has easily beaten you up. You lie dizzily on the floor, your eyelids fluttering. You slowly try to sit up, then she stomps her foot down onto your stomach. You let out a pained breathless moan and flop back down. She keeps her foot on your stomach for a moment, grinding you into the floor. Then she removes it and steps over you. She walks over to an old toolbox by the wall. She opens it and takes out a roll of thick silver duct tape. In your dazed blurry vision you see her reaching for you. She grips you by the hair and pulls you to your feet. She walks you over to the wooden post in the centre of the room, then she pushes you up against it. You lean back against the post, your hazy eyes unable to focus, your legs making a weak wobble. You hear the ripping sound of the tape as she pulls it from the roll. Then she begins wrapping the tight adhesive tape around you, securing you to the wooden support beam. "You're going to stay here for a little while." She says as she wraps the tape round and round your body. "Lenny's a busy guy. He'll deal with you later." She wraps the tape from you shoulders all the way down to your ankles, completely mummifying you. Your body is squeezed tightly by the tape, stuck firmly to the wooden post at your back. Your senses are starting to return, your sleepy eyes becoming filled with distress. "Stop..." You moan softly as you try to struggle against the thick layers of tape. "You won't... Mmmpphhh..." She presses more tape over your lips, sealing them shut. "See you later tonight. We're going to have so much fun with you." She says before heading upstairs and switching off the lights, leaving you bound and gagged in darkness. END [[TRY AGAIN?|Try to sneak out]] [[REWIND|Tell her the truth]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"You watched the whole video?" He asks curiously. "Yes. The whole thing, I think I'm ready to get started." You reply, your bright smile unwavering. He pauses for a moment, then he nods and says. "Okay, let's see how you do. Follow me." He leads you back to the main room of the restaurant. It's still quite busy, over half of the booths and the tables are occupied. "Becky!" Leonard calls over to one of the blonde waitress's. Her hair is tied into a ponytail, her lips painted a shiny pink. "This is Emma, she'll be helping you out today." Leonard says to Becky as she comes over. "Awesome! I'll take good care of her." Becky replies. She speaks like the character you're playing, all girlish and excited, except she's not acting. Leonard stays behind the bar, whilst Becky takes you out onto the floor. You shadow her for half an hour, watching quietly as she takes orders then helping her bring them to each table. You're not really paying attention, you just need to get close to Leonard so you can scan his phone. Your eyes keep darting over to him. He's not coming out from behind the bar, he's chatting to a few of his regulars, laughing loudly as he pours himself a drink. This is exactly what you didn't want to happen. You wanted to scan the phone and leave before actually starting work here. "Think you're ready to handle a table on your own?" Becky asks with a wide smile. You smile back at her and reply sweetly. "Sure! Thanks so much for showing me around." She looks across the restaurant and says. "How about... Those young guys over there? They look like they'll tip well." You grab a notepad to take their orders and walk over to the table. Six young men are seated around one of the circular wooden tables. They stare at you and whisper amongst themselves as you come over. One of them says something and the others laugh just as you arrive. "Hey guys, can I get you some drinks to get started?" You ask as you smile politely at them. [[CONTINUE|Shift]] [[REWIND|Pretend to get upset]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You start to take their order, quickly writing everything down on your notepad. The one closest to you suddenly reaches round and rests his hand on your butt. "Why don't you have a drink with us? We don't have any spare seats but you could sit on my lap." His friends all laugh as he subtly squeezes your bottom. You blush brightly and resist the urge to slap him. Instead you just firmly push his hand away and reply. "I'll be right back with your drinks." You can feel yourself trembling with anger as you walk over to the bar. You're supposed to be a secret agent and you're getting felt up by some creep barely out of college. You give the bartender the order, then you walk up to Leonard. "Can I talk to you?" You ask as you struggle to keep your warm smile. He glances in your direction and replies in an offhanded manner. "We can talk later. Don't worry, I've been watching you. You're doing great. Just finish your shift and we'll discuss your performance at the end of the night." He then goes back to talking with his friends. You let out a frustrated sigh and go to collect your tray of drinks. You might have to finish this entire shift before you can get him alone. You pick up the tray and bring it over to the table. Once again they all stare at you without any subtlety, either focusing on your legs or your breasts. You don't react to them ogling you, but inside you feel embarrassed to be stuck in this outfit. You put down the tray and begin handing out their drinks. "So... Have you decided to join us?" The same guy says as he places his hand on your bottom again. "My laps still available." You feel your hand curl into a fist. Hitting this guy might get you kicked out of the restaurant. But it also might be your only chance to escape working here all day. What do you want to do, Emily? [[Hit him]] [[Keep working]] [[REWIND|Work Restaurant]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You turn your body, putting all your weight into the punch just like you were trained. Your fist slams into his face, sending him tumbling backward off of his chair. He collapses to the ground, his nose bloody. There's a brief moment of shocked silence, then his friends all start laughing at him. He sits there moaning and clutching his nose. Then you hear from across the restaurant. "EMMA!!" You turn to see Leonard storming toward you, his eyes flaring with rage. He grabs your wrist then speaks calmly to the young men. "I'm so sorry about this. Everything is on the house, Becky will take care of you." He begins dragging you away as Becky hurries over with wads of tissue paper for the guys nose. "In my office. Now." He snarls as his hand squeezes your slender wrist. He pulls your wrist with such force that you stumble and almost fall over. He takes you to his office and slams the door shut. Then he pulls you over to the couch that's on the other side of the room. "What are you doing?" You ask nervously as he drags you over to the couch. "You just hit a customer..." He replies sternly. "So now, I'm going to hit you." He sits down on the couch and pulls you across his lap. You fall across his thighs, looking down at the ground. You feel his hand resting on your lower back, keeping you pinned down. You know exactly what's going to happen, you wriggle your legs and moan angrily. "You can't do this! Let me... OWWW!!" His other hand suddenly slaps your perky behind, the flat of his palm smacking the soft flesh. Your butt jiggles in your skimpy orange shorts, the thin fabric giving you little protection. He lifts his hand then spanks you again, then again and again, over and over with a relentless intensity. "OWWW!! STOP!!" You squeal as tears fill your eyes, your bottom becoming more sore with every hard smack. [[CONTINUE|Spanked]] [[REWIND|Shift]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You let out a soft sigh as he fondles your bottom. There's nothing you can do, you can't risk jeopardising the mission. He keeps his hand on your rump as you take their food order, then you quickly hurry away. You give their order to the kitchen, then Becky points out a booth for you to serve. "You're doing great!" She says with a wide smile before going to one of her tables. Two older men are sitting at the booth, they smell like motor oil as you get closer. You can hear them talking about a car they've been fixing up. They stop their conversation and focus on you as you take their order. "You new here, honey?" One of them asks as he gives your butt a firm pat. "I would've remembered seeing you around." You blush and mumble softly. "It's my first day." Then you hurry away. Three Japanese tourists sit at the next table you're given. They insist you take pictures with them. Each of the men pull you onto their lap to take a picture, their arms wrapping around your slender waist. It goes on like this for hours. At each new table you're objectified, groped and squeezed. Your bottom starts to feel sore from how many times it's been grabbed and pinched. That pain is secondary to the one in your feet. The restaurant gets busier as time goes on. You have to rush around to serve all your tables. You can feel yourself becoming tired, your feet and your legs starting to ache. Finally you finish your shift, it's getting dark outside and your feet are in agony. You walk over to the bar to try and find Leonard, but he's not there anymore. "You done, sweetie?" You turn in the direction of the voice, seeing that it's the same redhead from before. "Uhhh... yeah." You ask in a tired voice. "I was just looking for Leonard..." The redhead smiles and says. "He's probably in his office, I'll take you there." You want to object and tell her you can find it yourself. But she grabs your hand and leads you into the back. [[CONTINUE|Feet END]] [[REWIND|Shift]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

The spanking continues until your bottom is red and sore. You have no idea how long it's been, but it feels like an eternity. Your face is wet from the constant stream of tears. You make soft whimpering sounds with each smack, his hand slapping your bottom and never slowing down. Finally he makes one last extra hard smack against your tender backside. You gasp with pain, your eyelids fluttering as you almost faint. His hand then comes to rest on your rear, gently stroking it as he says. "I don't enjoy punishing you..." He lets out a calm sigh then pats your butt, making you wince. "Have you learned your lesson? Are you sorry for hitting a customer?" You nod and whimper. "Yes. I'm sorry. I won't do it again." He gives your rump a slow squeeze, his fingers pressing into the reddened flesh. "Good girl." He says as he gropes you. "Now I'm guna go check on that guy you hit. Hopefully he won't sue us. Stay here until I come back." He gives your bottom one last squeeze, then he pulls you off of his lap. You sit in a shy pose, your legs pressed together, your head tilted downward. You sniffle sadly as he leaves the room, then you notice something out of the corner of your eye. A thin silver rectangle is sitting nestled between the couch cushions. His phone slipped out of his pocket while he was spanking you! Your eyes widen with excitement and you eagerly grab the phone. You reach down your top, finding the device nestled in your bra. You pull it out and press the metal disc to the back of his phone. You press the button and wait thirty seconds, then the light blinks green. His phone has been successfully scanned, you have the GPS data. "I did it." You say with a happy smile. You tuck the device back into your bra, then toss his phone aside. "Now I just have to get out of here..." You say as you stand up straight and brush yourself off. Should you try to go out the back exit or through the front? [[The back exit]] [[The front door]] [[REWIND|Hit him]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You sneak out into the hallway and head away from the main room. You go down the hall and turn a corner, the sounds of the restaurant fading away. You pass by the orientation room and go all the way to the end of the hall. You find a door labelled 'EXIT' and you carefully push it open. You can feel a warm breeze blowing in. You step outside, it's quiet at the back of the restaurant, there's a dumpster to your left and a white van parked to your right. You let the exit door close and begin making your way round the dumpster. Rachel can't see you back here, you need to go around the building to get to her car. As you walk round the building you suddenly hear heavy footsteps approaching behind you. "I didn't say you could leave." Leonard snarls as he grips your arm. You try to pull away from him, but he's too strong. "I... I quit! Leave me alone!" You moan desperately as you try to free your slender arm. Your eyes dart around as you realise you're alone back here. "Quit?" Leonard says with a cruel smirk. "You're not going anywhere." You shake your head and glare defiantly at him. "If you try anything I'll scream... Mmmmpphhh!!!" He suddenly spins you around and clamps his hand over your mouth, silencing your cries for help. "Scream all you want, no-ones coming to help you." He says as his other arm wraps firmly around your midsection. He begins dragging you backward, taking you to the white van by the door. You scream into his hand and struggle angrily, but he's much bigger and stronger than you, and he easily overpowers your lithe form. Your legs wriggle in the air, your torso making a squirming motion in the embrace of his muscular arm. You feel so helpless and weak as he manhandles you. He gets you to the van and opens the back doors with one hand, keeping the other over your mouth. Then he tosses you into the back and climbs in with you. [[CONTINUE|Van END]] [[REWIND|Spanked]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You sneak out into the hallway and head into the main room. You can see Leonard standing by the table, apologising to the guy you hit. The waitress's are all busy serving their tables, no-one pays you any attention. You walk quickly and quietly, keeping your head down as you go to the front door. You open it and step outside. You spot Rachel across the street. You make a small smile and nod at her as you begin walking away from the building. Then you feel a grip on your arm. "I didn't say you could leave." Leonard snarls as he spins you around. "I... I quit. Let go of me!" You moan angrily as you try to pull your arm away from him. He's too strong and you can't break free. His hand squeezes your slender arm as he says. "You're coming back inside. I'm not done with you." He begins dragging you back to the restaurant, easily overpowering you. He gets you to the front door and starts to open it, then you hear Rachel say. "We got a problem here?" He turns, seeing Rachel staring calmly at him. "This is none of your business." He says angrily. Rachel takes a step forward and replies. "Emma texted me to pick her up, said her new boss was abusing her. So... I'll ask again. Do we have a problem?" He looks her up and down, seeing the firm muscles in her arms. He lets out a frustrated sigh and releases your arm. "Whatever. Enjoy being unemployed." He grumbles as he goes back inside. You let out a relieved breath as you say. "Thanks." Rachel nods then you walk back to the car together. "So..." She starts to say, then you smile and reply. "I got it." You see a small smile at the corners of her lips. For a moment you think she's going to give you some amount of praise. But instead she just opens the drivers side door and replies "Let's go." before getting in the car. You roll your eyes and hurry round to the passenger seat. [[CONTINUE|Next Mission]] [[REWIND|Spanked]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

She keeps her grip on your hand as she leads you into his office. "Looks like he went home." She says as you find it empty. "What? No... I... I need to talk to him..." You groan sadly. Your feet are hurting so badly you have to sit down. You go over to the couch and bury your head in your hands. She closes the door then says. "Your feet hurting? It's always the same after the first shift. I've got something that can help..." She opens a drawer on Leonards desk and takes out a small bottle of massage oil. You lift your head from your hands, looking at the bottle as you ask. "What is that?" She puts on a pair of gloves then replies. "It's a massage oil with a numbing compound, it'll remove all the pain in your feet." She kneels down in front of you. Before you can stop her she takes off your shoes and socks. She squirts the massage oil onto her gloved hands, then she begins massaging the oil into your stockinged feet. Her fingers and thumbs press firmly into your feet, rippling over the nylon layer and massaging out the pain. The oil makes your feet slippery and wet as it soaks through your pantyhose. It only takes a few seconds for you to feel the numbing sensation. The pain in your feet fades away, replaced by a warm pulsing feeling. You let out a soft sigh and lean back against the couch. The numbness is spreading up your legs and through your body, making you feel so warm and relaxed. The woman makes a sly grin as she keeps massaging your feet, then she begins running her hands up your legs, coating more of your soft skin with the massage oil. "What are you... wait... Oohhh..." A feminine moan escapes your lips, your eyes fluttering sleepily. Your pantyhose are glistening wet with the oil, her hands rubbing up and down your legs. With a defeated sigh you close your eyes, sinking into a deep sleep. She pulls you off the couch and hoists you up onto her shoulder, your limp form flopping into place. Then she runs her hands up the back of your wet pantyhose. "Works every time." She says with a pleased laugh. She gives your shapely rump a firm smack, then she wraps an arm around your thighs and carries you out of the room. END [[TRY AGAIN?|Shift]] [[REWIND|Keep working]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

He slams the doors shut as you scramble to your feet. You try to get past him, but he wraps his arms around you and drags you to the ground. He forces you down onto your stomach, then pulls your wrists behind your back. You feel his weight sitting on top of you, keeping you pinned down. He has a few black zipties sitting on the floor of the van. He grabs them and loops one around your wrist. "Get off! Let go of me!" You moan angrily as you wriggle your legs up and down. You feel the ziptie tightening, squeezing your wrists together. "No! Stop!" You were so close to completing your mission, now you're once again a damsel in distress. He loops a ziptie around your arms, going just above your elbows. He pulls it tight, forcing your arms into two straight lines. "Ow!!" You moan as you feel the pain shooting down through your arms. He swivels round and loops another ziptie around your ankles, then another around your thighs. You become more panicked as he restrains you, your voice becoming more whiny and desparate. "I'm sorry. I'll come back to work." He gives your bottom a firm pat as he says. "It's too late for that now. I have some friends who are going to help fix your bad attitude." He's talking about Enslavement Incorporated. He's going to ship you off to the same place all the other girls go to. He takes out a white cloth from his pocket, then he pulls it between your lips, keeping them stretched open. "Mmmpphhh!!" You moan into the cloth as he gags you. He then grips your shoulders and rolls you over so he's sitting on your stomach. He reaches down and squeezes both your breasts, rolling them around in his hands. You shake your head and moan at him as he gropes your breasts. He smirks down at you, then he gets out of the van and goes to the drivers seat. You squeal into your gag as he begins driving you away. The white van passes right by Rachel as he pulls onto the road, then it disappears into the distance as your mission comes to an... END [[TRY AGAIN?|Spanked]] [[REWIND|The back exit]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

It takes a couple of days for the intelligence department to analyse the GPS data and plan your next mission. You can't stop thinking about Stacy. Other agents come and go as they're sent on missions, but you and Rachel remain at the base. Rachel never seems to leave the gym. She's there when you arrive, and she's still working out after you leave. You don't talk much, she's still cold to you but she's stopped bullying you. On the third day you're finally called back to Akari's office for your next mission briefing. Akari is sitting behind her desk as you arrive. "Good job on that last mission, Emily." She says as you take your seat. You smile happily while Rachel maintains a stern expression. "Using the GPS data, our intelligence department have been able to track where his phone has been. We now know the location of where the girls, including Stacy, are being taken." Akari lowers the projection screen and you see an image of a tropical island. The image is far away, you can see the outline of a few buildings but they're too small to see any specific details. "Our satellite images were scrambled just like with the airfield. We sent in drones but this was as close as they could get before being destroyed." "We're unable to determine much about this island, but we know they have anti-air defences. My bosses want to send in the marines to clear the island, arrest the bad guys, save the girls. But, they want us to deactivate the anti-air defence systems before the marines get sent in. So that's where we're at. The two of you are going undercover to this island. Emily, you'll be playing a customer who's visiting the island to purchase one of the girls. Rachel, you're going to be be a co-pilot flying the plane. Whilst Emily is being shown around, you'll sneak off the plane and complete the mission. Is that understood?" You both nod and reply in unison. "Yes, Ma'am." [[CONTINUE|Prepare]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You can see her fighting the impulse to say something mean. She looks back at you, matching your serious expression as she replies. "I don't like you, Emily. But I'm a professional and this mission is important. I can see the front of the mansion from here. So if you need back up just wave at me through one of the windows at the front and I'll come running." You nod then you get out of the car. The gates leading to the mansion are open. Beside them a man in a black suit holds a clipboard. You cross the street and approach him, your heels making a firm click on the floor. He looks you up and down, then says. "Go round to the kitchen. Left side of the building." You thank him and go through the open gates. You walk down the path that leads to the mansion, all the lights are on, the building becoming a bright beacon in the darkness. You walk around to the left side, where you see the open door that leads into the kitchen. The kitchen is huge and already busy with other bunny waitress's. They carry silver trays in and out, leaving with flutes of champagne or canapes and returning to collect more. There's three chefs preparing the food getting sent out, and two bartenders making custom drinks. A woman in a black skirt and white blouse seems to be directing everyone. Her blonde hair is in a tight bun, her lips painted red. She notices you coming in and says. "You. Blue bunny. Come over here." You hurry over to her, flashing her a warm smile. She makes you stop in front of her, then she walks around you in a slow circle. "Hmmm..." She gives your collar a small tug, settling it more firmly against your throat. "Stand up straight." She says as she presses her hand into your lower back. "Okay, good." She says with a satisfied nod. Then she says in a stern tone. "My name is Ms Spencer, I'm the event manager for this evening. You report to me." [[CONTINUE|Bunny]] [[REWIND|Playboy Bunny]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"I will be assigning you to a specific room. Once you're out there remember to smile at all times. Only speak when spoken to. Head up, chin tilted down, no eye contact..." She gives you a dozen more rules on how to conduct yourself. It feels like you're back at boarding school. "Is that clear?" She finally asks. You blink rapidly, feeling slightly dizzy from all the instructions. "Umm... Yes, Ms Spencer." You reply as you try to adjust your posture. "Good, take a champagne tray to the games room. It's down the hall on the right." She then adds sternly. "Stay to your assigned room until the tray is empty then come straight back here." You nod and pick up a tray of champagne flutes from a nearby kitchen counter. You can hear giving orders to another girl as you leave the room. You pass a bunny waitress in a red corset, you both smile at each other. You can see she looks nervous as she heads back to the kitchen, Ms Spencer clearly has very high standards for her waitress's. You hold the tray on one hand, looking left and right for Leonard. Anyone at this party could be his accomplice. You need to find him and scan his phone as quickly as possible. The party is in full swing, the women wear expensive dresses, the men, designer suits. You pass by a dance floor with flashing lights and thumping music. At the back of the house you hear a loud splash from the pool. You weave your way past the guests, going to the games room. In the centre of the room is a pool table, in the right corner a small group is playing cards, to your left two men are playing darts. You make your way around the room, offering champagne to every person. You clear half the tray, then you stand quietly off to the side. Ms Spencer told you not to leave the room until your tray was empty. But Leonards not here. Should you try to explore the mansion, or should you stay here until your tray is cleared? [[Leave the games room]] [[Stay in the games room]] [[REWIND|Mansion]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You walk cautiously out into the hall, holding the tray on the flat of your palm. You begin going through the mansion, checking each room one by one. A few guys make sleazy comments and pinch your bottom as you weave your way through the groups of guests, but no-one pays you much attention. You finally spot Leonard out by the pool. You smile happily and begin walking toward the glass doors that lead outside. Then your arm is grabbed and you're suddenly spun around. "There you are!" Ms Spencer yells angrily as she turns you to face her. "I can't leave you girls alone for five minutes! Come with me. Now." She drags you back to the kitchen, pulling you alongside her with her firm grip on your arm. In the kitchen she grabs the tray out of your hand and puts it down. Then she pulls you over to a wooden table in the corner. She pulls out one of the chairs and turns it around, then she sits down and forces you to lie across her lap. You all across her thighs, letting out a soft moan as he gets you into position. "Pay attention girls!" She says to the other waitress's in the kitchen, each of them looking shy and nervous in their shiny corsets. "This is what happens if you can't follow basic instructions." She then lifts her hand in the air and brings it down with a firm slap against your bottom. "Owww!!" You shriek as she spanks your behind. Then she lifts her hand and smacks your butt again. Your corset and tights give you little protection. Your shapely rear makes a small jiggle with each smack. You can see the fear in the other girls eyes as they watch you being spanked. Ms Spencer quickly settles into a steady rhythm, spanking you over and over again. It seems like she's done this many times before, she's an expert at making each spank as painful as possible. Tears fill your eyes as you moan helplessly. [[CONTINUE|Spank Bunny END]] [[REWIND|Bunny]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You're too scared to disobey Ms Spencer. You stay in the games room, waiting patiently to clear your tray. It doesn't take too long, the party guests quickly finish their champagne and you swoop in to give them another drink. In just under half an hour you manage to get rid of the last champagne flute. Holding the empty tray you leave the room. You take a long route back to the kitchen, going through multiple rooms to look for Leonard. You finally manage to spot him, he's out by the pool, wearing a dark suit with a red shirt underneath it. You can't see any sign of his phone, it's most likely in his trouser pocket or jacket pocket. You'll look too suspicious with an empty tray, you need to go back to the kitchen. You make your way through the mansion and push open the door to the kitchen. Ms Spencer is sending another bunny girl into the party as you arrive. "Blue. Over here." She calls to you. "Take this tray of canapes to the pool area." You smile happily and scoop up the tray onto the flat of your hand. You go through the house and out the open glass doors to the pool. Leonard is still where you last saw him, he's smoking a cigar and chatting to a small group of his guests. You see him say something and they all laugh. He then spots you and you make a shy flirtatious smile. You begin making your way around the pool, subtly keeping your eyes on him. You see him coming toward you, just as you'd hoped. "You know, blue's always been my favourite colour." He says as he wraps an arm around your waist. He pulls you in closer, your breasts grazing his chest. His hand then slides lower, grabbing and squeezing your shapely rump. "What's your name, beautiful?" He says with a cheesy grin. You look down at your feet and blush as you reply. "Emma." He starts chatting you up, keeping his hand resting firmly on your bottom. [[CONTINUE|Party]] [[REWIND|Bunny]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

Whilst he talks you subtly pat him down, running your hand over each of his pockets without him noticing. You can't feel the phone in his trouser pockets or the his jacket pockets. "You're so funny." You say with a girlish giggle as he makes a dumb joke. You rest your hand on his chest, checking his inside jacket pocket for the phone. You can't feel anything in the pocket as your hand presses into the outside of jacket. He must have put it down somewhere, maybe upstairs away from his guests? You're trying to think of where the phone could be when he suddenly takes the tray from your hand. "Why don't I show you the rest of the house? There's a great view from my balcony..." He says as he tosses the tray onto a nearby table. It makes a loud clang and he suddenly scoops you up into his arms, lifting you up then draping you over his shoulder. You let out a shocked gasp at how easily he manhandles you, your nylon clad legs wriggling as he puts you over his shoulder. "I caught a bunny rabbit!" He announces loudly to his guests as he gives your bottom a firm slap. They all laugh as you moan in pain. You blush brightly as he slaps your bottom again, your tights and shiny corset offering little protection from the flat of his hand. He then wraps an arm around your thighs and carries you toward the house. You're burning with embarrassment. Your legs are dangling in front of his chest, your backside sticking up in the air. He carries you through the house, displaying you to his party guests before taking you upstairs. "I didn't agree to... Could you maybe... please put me down..." You moan as he gets to the top of the stairs. He gives your rump a gentle pat and says "Just relax, little bunny. We're almost at my bedroom." If you want to get off of his shoulder you'll have to fight him, Emily. [[Try to get off of his shoulder]] [[Let him take you to the bedroom]] [[REWIND|Stay in the games room]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"I said put me down." You moan angrily as you begin to fight him. You wriggle your legs up and down, thrashing your body about as hard as you can. You hear him let out a frustrated grunt as he struggles to keep his grip on you. Your body starts to slide down from his shoulder. But he catches you before your feet touch the ground. "Got ya." He snarls menacingly as his arms wrap around your waist. He catches you in a tight bearhug, squeezing your slender form against his chest. You can feel his muscular arms pressing into you, squeezing the air out of you and putting pressure on your spine. "Ohhh..." You moan helplessly as you toss your head side to side. Your legs flutter back and forth, your hands pushing and pulling at his thick arms. You can't break free, he's too strong and your slender body is trapped in his embrace. He makes a smug grin as he looks down at you, his arms pressing deeper and deeper into your midsection. You let out a soft feminine moan as your eyes start to flutter. Your body hangs limply in his grip, dark spots dancing across your blurred vision. "That's better." He says at a low growl. He then hoists you back up onto his shoulder. You flop into place, your limp form slumped over his shoulder. You're too weak to fight him this time, you lay bent over his shoulder with a dazed expression. He strokes a hand up the back of your legs and gives your rump a firm pat. You moan as he spanks you, the sound drifting listlessly from your plump lips. You hear him laugh as he wraps an arm around your thighs, squeezing them together. Then he continues carrying you down the hallway. He takes you to his bedroom, tossing you onto the sheets of a large king bed. "You're a feisty one..." He says as he opens a drawer on his nightstand. "But I've got something that'll help you relax..." You look over to the nightstand, your eyes widening with fear as you see him take out a brown bottle and a white cloth. "No... Not that..." You moan as you see the label that reads. 'CHLOROFORM' [[CONTINUE|Chloro Party END]] [[REWIND|Party]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You let out a soft sigh as you remain draped over his shoulder, keeping your body limp as you stare at the ground. "That's it. Good girl." He says as he pats your bottom again, his hand slapping lightly against the two rounded globes. He lets out a pleased laugh as he squeezes your rump, then he wraps an arm around your thighs, pulling them closer together. He continues carrying you down the hall, a smug grin on his lips. You can feel yourself blushing as you let him carry you, your torso hanging down at his back. He gives your rear another squeeze as he takes you to the bedroom. He closes the doors and lowers you down onto the soft sheets of the king sized bed. You slide down from his shoulder, placed flat on your back. He presses himself down on top of you, his chest squashing into your breasts. Before you can do anything he kisses you, his lips latching onto yours. "Mmmpphhh... Mmmm..." You moan against his lips as you try to pull your mouth away. His body is grinding into yours, forcing your nylon clad legs to spread apart. You can feel his bulging crotch pressing down between your thighs. You feel utterly overwhelmed, your slender body so easily dominated. His tongue swirls around inside your mouth as he kisses you. Then he finally peels his lips away and begins kissing along your neck. "Wait..." You moan softly. "Just... stop for a second..." He suddenly grips your wrists, pinning them down either side of your head. "It's a little late to stop now." He says as he looks down into your eyes. He's smiling, but you can see the menacing look in his firm gaze. You think quickly as you look up at him, your body trapped beneath him. "I don't want to stop..." You say shyly. "I just... I wanted to give you my number... So many guys just disappear after the first night together... I don't want this to be a one night stand..." [[CONTINUE|Number]] [[REWIND|Party]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! The party continues, the waitress's come in and out, and Ms Spencer never stops spanking you. Tears are streaming down your cheeks. The pain is so unbearable you feel like you might faint. Beneath your shiny pantyhose, your bottom is glowing a bright red. The juicy flesh is so tender and sore, each smack making the pain worse. She's still not slowing down, her hard hand slapping your rump with a never ending intensity. She has a stern expression, looking down at you as she continues your punishment. Your eyes start to flutter, you feel dizzy with pain. You make soft moans and sobbing noises with each smack. It feels like an eternity before she finally stops. She makes three final smacks before her hand rests against your bottom. You hear her let out a satisfied sigh before she asks. "Have you learned your lesson?" You make a whimpering noise as you reply. "Yes... Ms Spencer... I'm sorry." She gives your rump a gentle pat and replies. "Good girl." She then grips your arm and helps you to your feet. She stands up and assesses you, looking you up and down. You stand shyly in front of her, your face red and wet with tears. "I can't have you out in the party looking like this." She sighs as she brushes away a few tears from your cheeks. "You'll have to just stay here. There's a lot of washing up you can get started with." She grips your arm and leads you to the sink. It's full of pots and pans that the chef's used to make the canapes. Ms Spencer hands you a pair of yellow washing up gloves. "Put these on. You'll stay here for the rest of the night." She says sternly. You want to object but you're too scared to say anything. You put the gloves on and turn the tap, starting a stream of warm water. Ms Spencer stays close by to keep an eye on you. There's nothing you can do to get close to Leonard now. This mission has come to a humiliating... END [[TRY AGAIN?|Bunny]] [[REWIND|Leave the games room]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

He smiles calmly as he unscrews the cap on the bottle. Then he starts drizzling the chloroform onto the cloth. You try to scramble away from him, moving backward on the bed to the other side. He picks up the cloth then grabs your ankle, dragging you closer. He smoothly takes off his jacket then moves onto the bed with you. He lowers down on top of you, gripping your wrist and pinning it to the bed. His other hand holds the cloth, drifting it closer and closer to your face. "No... No..." You moan as you wriggle beneath him. You're too panicked to focus on your breathing, you're dressed up like a Playboy bunny, helpless and alone wth this guy. "Stop... Mmmpphhhhh!!" You squeal into the cloth as he presses it to your face. Your nylon clad legs slide up and down on the bed, your torso trapped as his chest presses down against your breasts. You can feel the chloroform swirling into your lungs. He has the cloth pressed firmly to your mouth and nose, forcing you to inhale the fumes. With each breath you become more dizzy and weak. You've been chloroformed many times, and each time you hate the feeling. The numbness is spreading through your chest, your mind becoming so hazy and soft. Your eyes glaze over as you moan softly into the cloth. He looks down at you, watching you submit to the effects of the chloroform. He waits a little while longer, then he peels the cloth away and immediately kisses you. There's nothing you can do, your body feels limp and unresponsive. You lie there moaning softly as his tongue swirls around inside of your mouth. After a long kiss he pulls his head back and smiles down at you. Then he begins undressing you, peeling every item of clothing from your body. He takes off the corset, then your shoes, then your pantyhose and your underwear. He strips you naked, then takes off his own clothes. As he lowers down on top of you he picks up the cloth again. He presses it to your face, then with a firm thrust he pushes his throbbing manhood deep inside of you. "Mmmpphhhh..." You moan into the cloth as he ravishes you, knowing that you'll never be able to escape him. END [[TRY AGAIN?|Party]] [[REWIND|Try to get off of his shoulder]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

He pauses for a moment. Then he laughs as he replies. "My number?" He gives you a quick kiss on the lips before saying. "You're so cute. Of course I'm going to want to see you again. Now where is it..." He pats himself down then lets out a small sigh. "I think I left it in my office. Hold on." He kisses you again then rolls off of the bed. You let out a sigh of relief as he leaves the room. You get off of the bed and smooth out your outfit. You go over to the glass doors at the back of the room. You open them and step onto the balcony. You can see the pool far below you, along with all the guests still chatting and laughing. You rest your hands on the railing, enjoying the cool night air as you compose yourself. You hear the doors to the bedroom opening, then his footsteps as he comes up behind you. His arms wrap around your waist and he kisses the side of your neck. "Here... Put your name down as 'Little bunny'" He says as he hands you the phone. "Come inside when you're done." He says as he kisses you on the neck again. He then goes back into the bedroom, leaving you alone on the balcony with his phone. You glance cautiously over your shoulder, then you slip the device out of the cuff on your left wrist. You press it to his phone and push the button. You wait thirty seconds then the light blinks green. "Got it." You say with a happy smile as you slip the device back into the cuff. "Now I just have to get out of here..." You take a deep breath, then you walk back into the bedroom. Leonard is lying on the bed, waiting for you. "I should really get back to work." You say as you quickly walk to the door. "What?" Leonard says angrily as he sits up on the bed. You hurry out into the hallway as he yells. "Get back here!" You quickly slip off your heels and start to run, holding your shoes by your side. You turn a corner and see the stairs at the end of the hall. "I didn't say you could leave!" You hear Leonard yelling as he chases after you. Should you try to hide or run for the stairs? [[Try to hide]] [[Run for the stairs]] [[REWIND|Let him take you to the bedroom]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You look around and hurry toward the nearest door. You open the door and rush inside. You close it behind you and let out a sigh of relief. Then you freeze as you realise you're not alone. You've stepped into a teenagers bedroom. There are posters of girls on the walls and laundry lying across the floor. On the other side of the room a teenage boy sits at his computer, he has greasy hair and wears a loose black t-shit with denim jeans. "Party guests aren't supposed to come upstairs..." He sighs angrily as he swivels in his computer chair. Then he spots you and his eyes go wide. His mouth hangs open as he tries to think of something to say. He's clearly never had a girl in his bedroom before, especially not one dressed like a Playboy bunny. In the hall outside you can hear Leonard looking for you, his footsteps making a loud stomp. You can't go back out there just yet. "Sorry for barging in..." You say awkwardly as you step away from the door. "I guess you must be Leonard's son... I was just... Looking to sit down somewhere, the party was getting a little hectic. Can I stay here for a few minutes?" He's barely listening to a word you're saying. His eyes are focused entirely on your body, staring at you like you're a mirage that might disappear at any moment. It takes him a second then he nods rapidly and replies. "Yeah you can stay here as long as you want. I'm Eddy." You smile at him and reply. "I'm Emma, it's nice to meet you." You then sit down on the end of his bed, perching yourself on the edge of the mattress. There's an awkward silence, you can feel Eddy trying to think of something to say to you. "If you're tired... You could lie down if you want..." He says with a wobble in his voice. "I'm fine, I just needed to sit for a minute." You reply with a polite smile. "Do you want to play my VR game?" He asks eagerly. "I don't think..." You start to say, then he gets angry and speaks over you. "You can't stay in my room and just sit there. So are you going to play the game or not?" [[Play the VR game]] [[Leave his bedroom]] [[REWIND|Number]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You take off toward the stairs, running as fast as you can. You make it half way when you hear him turning the corner behind you. "Hey!" He yells as he spots you running down the hall. "Get back here!" You pinch your shoes tightly in your hand. Your legs make long strides as you run. You almost make it to the stairs, then you slip and fall. You forgot how slippery nylon can be on a smooth surface. Your stockinged feet slip on the polished floor and you tumble messily to the ground. You slam down onto your chest, letting out a breathless groan from the hard landing. You try to push yourself to your feet, but your chest aches and you're too slow. Leonard catches up to you. He reaches down and grabs your wrist. He yanks you to your feet as he snarls. "I didn't say you could..." He stops as he feels the circular bump in your cuff. "What... What have you got in here?" He suddenly snatches the cuff off of your wrist and pulls the device out of it. "Is this... is this some kind of recording device? Are you spying on me?" He says as he looks at it. "No!" You reply nervously. "It's nothing... I... I didn't even know that was there." He shakes his head and replies. "Bullshit." Then his hand curls into a fist and he suddenly punches you in the stomach. His knuckles make a hard thump against your shiny blue corset, his fist driving into your midsection. "OHH!" You moan and fall to your knees, clutching your tummy as you struggle to breathe. "I knew this was only a matter of time." He says as he puts the device into his pocket. "Who do you work for?" You kneel in front of him as you whimper. "I don't know what you're talking about." He grabs you by the hair then pulls you to your feet. He then slaps you hard across the face. You gasp, then your eyes roll in your head. He gives you another hard slap with the back of his hand, swiftly knocking you out. Then he hoists you up onto his shoulder and carries you away. [[CONTINUE|Basement END]] [[REWIND|Number]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

Your face and stomach feel sore as you start to wake up. You try to say something, but multiple strips of duct tape are keeping your lips sealed shut. A thick white cloth is also tied over your mouth and nose, muffling your moans even more. You shake your head and try to move, but ropes are wrapped around your body. You're sitting upright, tied to a wooden chair. It looks like you're in Leonard's basement. It's a large grey room with boxes stacked up in the corner. Across the room you see a wooden staircase leading up to a closed door. You can hear the sounds of the party, but they sound soft and far away. He's removed your shoes, but the rest of your bunny costume remains intact. Your nylon clad legs are squeezed together with rope, your wrists bound behind the back of the chair. Rope is wrapped around your chest, going above and below your breasts. "Mmmpphhh!!!" You moan helplessly, making a small squirming motion in your tight bondage. The gag leaves only your eyes visible, becoming wide with fear. You spend a few minutes moaning and struggling, then you realise it's pointless and you give up. You let out a defeated sigh and hang your head. 'Captured again... Great job, Emily.' You're left alone with your thoughts, a helpless damsel in distress awaiting her fate. It takes a long time, but the door at the top of the steps finally opens. Your head lifts from your chest, your eyes wobbling with fear as you see Leonard. He closes the door behind him then begins descending the stairs. "Party's wrapping up. Now we can talk." His shoes make a firm stomp on each step. He comes down from the bottom step, then walks up to you. "Brought you a present. I figure a little pain will loosen you up." He takes a tazer from his pocket, the he presses it to the centre of your chest, nestling it between your breasts. "MMMPPHHHHH!!" You scream in pain, your body shaking as you toss your head side to side. "We're only just getting started. It's going to be a long night for you." Leonard laughs as he traces the tazer up and down your body, then presses it to your stomach and shocks you again. Tears fill your eyes as you realise this mission is at an... END [[TRY AGAIN?|Number]] [[REWIND|Run for the stairs]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"Okay fine..." You sigh angrily. "How do I play?" Eddy grins and hops out of his seat. He reaches under his bed and pulls out a bulky VR headseat. You've never seen one like it before, it looks like a metal helmet with a pair of thick goggles attached to the front. He plugs in a few cables then motions to his computer chair. "Sit right here, it's ready to go." You want to leave, but you're scared that Leonard is still out there. You walk over to the chair and sit down, your legs pressing together, your arms resting on the armrests. "Now just hold still..." Eddy says with an excited smile. He lowers the helmet down over your head, the goggles pressing over your eyes. Everything goes black, you hear a soft humming noise around your head as the game starts. Suddenly a bright light flashes in front of your eyes. You squeeze your eyes shut. When you open them you're standing in Eddy's bedroom. "What... I thought this was..." You start to say, then you look down at yourself and see you're dressed like a cheerleader. "What kind of game is this?" You groan as you look at your tight top and skimpy pleated skirt. Suddenly a pair of arms wrap around you from behind as Eddy says. "I made it myself" He kisses your neck and turns you around. He's wearing a letterman jacket, he looks taller and more muscular in the game, any signs of acne have disappeared. His hands grip your trim waist and he pulls you against his chest. "Wait... This isn't what I thought... Mmmmmm..." He kisses you before you can stop him. It feels so real, his lips against yours, his hands sliding down and squeezing your bottom. You don't know how to stop the game, you try to pull away from him but he's too strong. After a long kiss he peels his lips away and says. "Let's try something else..." There's another flash of light and you're suddenly dressed in a pink bikini. You let out a scared gasp as you realise he has full control over this game. [[CONTINUE|VR END]] [[REWIND|Try to hide]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"I'm just going to go..." You say as you stand up from the bed. "No. Wait. Hold on." Eddie says with a panicked look. He hops out of his chair as you walk to the door. "You don't have to play the game. You can stay here." He says desparately. You start to open the door but he grabs your wrist. You feel his hand squeezing into you, holding you in place. He might be a teenager, but he's still stronger than you, Emily. "Let go of me." You moan angrily as you try to pull your wrist away from him. "Come on, don't be like that. Just stay for a few more minutes." He says as he begins pulling you toward the bed. You focus on your training, then you grip his arm and twist it behind his back. "Ow! Hey!" He moans as you throw him to the ground with a simple judo move. "I told you to let me go." You say angrily as you stand over him. Then you turn and leave the room. You look around, seeing no sign of Leonard. You smile and begin making your way to the stairs. "DAD!! There's someone upstairs!" You hear Eddy yelling. You let out a frustrated groan, then you start to run. You make it to the stairs and hurry down them. You begin running through the party, trying to find an exit. You turn a corner and see Ms Spencer walking toward you with a stern expression. "There you are! Where have you been?" She says as she tries to grab your arm. You quickly back away from her, avoiding her attempt to catch you. Then you turn and duck into a nearby room. The music is loud and the room is dark, dozens of people are dancing to the music being played by a DJ. You push your way past the multiple party guests. You briefly get lost, the darkness and flashing lights disorientating you. Then you get your bearings and find a door out of the room. You stumble into another hallway and keep running, desperately trying to find a way out of the mansion. [[CONTINUE|PARTY Wrap]] [[REWIND|Try to hide]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"Eddy... I don't want to play anymore. Let me out of this thing." You moan nervously as you back away from him. He grins as he advances on you, then he suddenly lunges forward and wraps his arms around your waist. He lifts you in the air, putting you over his shoulder. "I've been trying for months to get a girl to play this game." He laughs as he gives your bottom a firm slap. You shriek in pain as he spanks you again, each sensation feeling just like the real thing. He then tosses you onto the bed and there's another flash of light. You land on the bed dressed in lacy white lingerie. You gasp as you look down at the lacy bra and panties, along with the thigh high stockings on your legs. You close your eyes and begin shaking your head as you say. "This isn't real. This isn't real. This isn't... Mmmmmm!!" Eddie lies on top of you and kisses you, his muscular body pressing down into you. "Mmmmm!!" You moan against his lips, then you let out a defeated sigh as you realise you can't get away. Your head starts to feel hot and fuzzy, you feel a strange tingling sensation going down your spine. There's another flash of light and you become completely naked. The heat in your head becomes more intense. You start to sweat, droplets trickling along your feminine curves. You moan loudly and squeeze your eyes shut, then there's one last bright flash. The helmet lifts off of your head. You blink slowly, your eyes hazy and listless. "Where... am I..." You sigh in a soft voice as you stare off into the distance. "You're with me..." Eddy replies as he smiles down at you. "You're my girlfriend. Don't you remember?" You make another slow blink as you sigh. "I'm... your girlfriend..." He nods and pulls you up from the chair. "That's right, and this is a very special night for us..." He says as he lays you down on the bed. You feel his hands on your body, eagerly grabbing and squeezing you, peeling th bunny costume off of you. Your eyes stare hazily at the ceiling, your expression blank and mindless as he lowers down on top of you, forcing your legs to spread apart. END [[TRY AGAIN?|Try to hide]] [[REWIND|Play the VR game]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You turn a corner and push through another door. You stumble into the lobby, breathing heavily. You smile as you see the front door. You hurry toward it and push it open. You then put your shoes back on and walk out of the house. You glance over your shoulder, checking that no-ones following you. The cool night air blows over you as you walk down the long path. You make it to the open gates and see Rachel parked across the street. You give her a small nod and step past the gates. Then you feel a grip on your arm. "I didn't say you could leave." Leonard snarls as he spins you around. "Let go of me!" You moan angrily as you try to pull your arm away from him. He's too strong and you can't break free. His hand squeezes your slender arm as he says. "You're coming back inside. I'm not done with you." He begins dragging you back to the mansion, easily overpowering you, then you hear Rachel say. "We got a problem here?" He turns, seeing Rachel staring calmly at him. "This is none of your business." He says angrily. Rachel takes a step forward and replies. "Emma texted me to pick her up, said some asshole was abusing her. So... I'll ask again. Do we have a problem?" He looks her up and down, seeing the firm muscles in her arms. He lets out a frustrated sigh and releases your arm. "Whatever. Enjoy being unemployed." He grumbles as he goes back inside. You let out a relieved breath as you say. "Thanks." Rachel nods then you walk back to the car together. "So..." She starts to say, then you smile and reply. "I got it." You see a small smile at the corners of her lips. For a moment you think she's going to give you some amount of praise. But instead she just opens the drivers side door and replies "Let's go." before getting in the car. You roll your eyes and hurry round to the passenger seat. [[CONTINUE|Next Mission]] [[REWIND|Leave his bedroom]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You sit in the passenger seat as Rachel drives to the airfield. She's dressed in a dark blue pilots uniform, her frizzy hair sitting neatly above her shoulders. You're dressed in a white blouse, a pleated leather skirt, and matching black boots. You're wearing more make-up than you usually would, your lips are painted a bright glossy red. You can tell Rachel is nervous, she's leaning forwarding in her seat, her hands gripping the steering wheel as she stares at the road. "We can do this, Rachel." You say to her, finally breaking the silence of the long drive. She sighs angrily before replying. "We know almost nothing about this island." "They bring hundreds of girls here for some kind of... what? Training? Brainwashing? We have no clue what's waiting for us when we get there." You make a small smile and reply. "You'll be fine, you're the best agent in the AKA." She raises her voice as she snaps at you. "I'm not worried about myself. They probably have files on all the girls that have come through island. If we get that information we can rescue all of them, all over the world. But if we get caught, if anything goes wrong... They'll delete any data they have stored there, then they'll load up every plane and fly every girl on the island to another secret location." "There are literally thousands of lives at stake. This is serious. We can't fuck this up." You go silent, the weight of the mission sitting heavily on you. Thirty minutes pass before you arrive. The airfield is empty, except for one private jet sitting on the tarmac. The pilot is standing outside the plane, wearing an identical uniform and smoking a cigarette. Rachel parks close to the plane and you both get out. "Ladies!" The man calls out as he tosses his cigarette aside. "I'll be your pilot. I'm on loan from the Airforce. Y'all ready?" You both nod as Rachel replies. "We're ready." [[CONTINUE|Flight]] [[REWIND|Next Mission]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

CHAPTER 3. THE ISLAND From this point on, you have to maintain your cover. Which means you sit in the cabin, and Rachel sits in the cockpit with the pilot. You're alone, sitting by a window with your legs crossed. You run your fingers over the hem of your skirt, smoothing it out against your thigh. Enslavement Incorporated has been a complete mystery, until now. You're not sure what to expect. But you know they're evil and they need to be stopped. You can feel the heavy beating of your heart. You take a deep breath and close your eyes. "Ten minutes until arrival." The pilots voice wakes you up, your eyes snapping open. You sit up straight in your seat, blinking rapidly as your senses return. Your foot taps impatiently on the floor as the plane begins to descend. You hear the wheels extending, then the soft bump as you touch down. It's time to play your character. 'You know these types of people...' You think to yourself. 'You've been fighting them since you were fifteen.' The plane comes to a stop and the cabin door opens. Rachel comes out and opens the door for you, letting the warm tropical air blow. You lock eyes as the stairs lower down to the tarmac. You give each other a small nod, then you turn and go down the steps. You've landed on an airstrip surrounded by a tropical jungle. A white, electric car is waiting for you on the tarmac. By the stairs a large man in a white uniform greets you, his uniform is similar to an orderly at a hospital, the fabric creaseless and gleaming in the bright sun. "Right this way, Miss Keystone." He says in a pleasant voice as he smiles at you. He then leads you to the car and opens the door to the backseat. You slide onto the backseat, crossing your legs as he closes the door. He then gets in the drivers seat and drives down a paved road that goes through the jungle. You glance in the rearview mirror as you turn a corner, losing sight of the plane. Then you focus on the road ahead. [[CONTINUE|New Arrival]] [[REWIND|Prepare]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

The drive takes a few minutes, you can't see anything other than the thick jungle on both sides of the car. The trees are tall, the bushes and plants overgrown. The road however is smooth, cut straight through the natural landscape, paved over with asphalt. The car drives through an open gate, a steel fence lined with barbed wire going either side. Within the perimeter of the steel fence is a large white building. It's square shaped and has a double door made of glass at the front. The pristine exterior looks like a spa, or perhaps a luxury resort. The car stops in front of a red carpet that leads to the glass doors. "If you have a mobile phone or any recording device, please leave it in the car..." The man says as he puts the car in park. "They'll be here when you return." You roll your eyes and sigh loudly as you reply. "I know, I read the email. My phones back on the plane. Just make sure you're here when I'm ready to leave, I don't like to be kept waiting." You open the car door and step out, slamming it firmly behind you. Then you walk straight down the red carpet to the glass doors. Your eyes dart left and right, noticing armed guards patrolling the perimeter, dressed in white uniforms like your driver. As you approach the glass doors they automatically slide open. You step into a reception area, there's a white circular desk against the wall in front of you, either side of it are smooth metal doors. Against the walls to your left and right are television screens, playing a type of greeting video for new arrivals. The blonde receptionist behind the desk is wearing a tight white dress. She smiles at you as she says. "Welcome, Miss Keystone. I have your guest bracelet for you. Please put this on your wrist, and your induction can begin." She hands you a sleek metal bracelet as you approach the desk. You look at it cautiously, then you snap it onto your wrist. "Thank you!" The receptionist says cheerily. "...and welcome to The Island of Obedience!" [[CONTINUE|Mother]] [[REWIND|Flight]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You give the bracelet a small tug, realising it now won't come off. There's a small green light on the underside of the strip of metal. "Please remain only in approved areas for guests. These will be labelled clearly during your stay. If you step into a restricted area your bracelet will make a beeping noise and the light will flash red." The receptionist happily explains. "And then what happens?" You ask nervously. "Due to the nature of this island, staying in a restricted area will result in termination." The receptionist says with a warm smile. You open your mouth to ask another question, then the door to the left of the desk opens. "Welcome, Miss Keystone." A woman says as she steps into the reception area. She looks to be in her mid-forties, her dark auburn hair is tied into a bun. She has deep green eyes and a soothing nature about her. She's able to put you at ease just with her calm smile. Her outfit looks similar to a nurses uniform, but it's more sleek and tailored fitted to her shapely body. It comes down to her calves, where you can see a small portion of her white pantyhose, and her feet in a pair of white flat heeled shoes. "It's always such a pleasure to welcome first time guests." She says in her warm mid-western accent. "I run the day to day operations on this island. You may call me Mother." You smirk as you reply. "Mother? Really? Do I get a codename too?" She doesn't react to your snarky attitude, she just keeps smiling as she replies politely. "If you'd like." You roll your eyes and reply. "I was just joking... Mother. Emma's fine. My friends told me a lot about this place, but I'm not easy to impress." Mother nods and replies. "That's a common sentiment for first time guests. Perhaps you'd like to choose the first step of our tour? I could show you our punishment facility? Or perhaps you're more interested in our brainwashing methods?" [[Punishment tour]] [[Brainwashing tour]] [[REWIND|New Arrival]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"Excellent choice, Miss Keystone. Right this way." She leads you through the left side door, taking you deeper into the facility. You walk down a long white hallway, there are bright lighting strips in the ceiling and the floor. "We bring every new slave straight to the punishment facility..." Mother explains as she walks in front of you. "We find it useful to immediately establish clear boundaries, and to provide an example of the consequences of disobedience. Our methods have been tested extensively..." She glances over her shoulder at you with a proud smile as she says. "We currently have a one hundred percent success rate." "Every girl that is brought here breaks eventually." You smile back at her, hiding the disgust in your eyes. You turn a corner then she stops at one of the metal doors. "It's right through here." The rooms must be soundproof, because as soon as the door opens you hear girls moaning in pain. She leads you into what looks like a BDSM dungeon, except the walls are white and everything's brightly lit. You see men and women in white uniforms, punishing just under a dozen naked young women. "This is one of our recent new batches of slaves. They're on their third day here. My assistants do an excellent job." Mother says to you as you stare at the horrifying scene. Every implement of torture you could imagine is in this room. One girl is bent over a wooden bench, being spanked with a thick paddle. Another is tied down to a torture rack, her limbs stretched to their limits. Another girl dangles from her wrists, suspended by a chain as she's whipped. Another has a rope around her neck and small metal spikes beneath her feet, she can either be choked by the rope or put her weight down on the spiky points against her soles. Your eyes scan across the room, their moans all blending together. "You're welcome to join in." Mother says as she hands you a leather flogger. [[Take the flogger]] [[Politely decline]] [[REWIND|Mother]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"Excellent choice, Miss Keystone. Right this way." She leads you through the right side door, taking you deeper into the facility. You walk down a long white hallway, there are bright lighting strips in the ceiling and the floor. "We bring every new slave straight to the punishment facility..." Mother explains as she walks in front of you. "After they have been sufficiently broken down we then bring them to the brainwashing facility..." She glances over her shoulder at you with a proud smile as she says. "We currently have a one hundred percent success rate. Every girl that is brought here submits to our brainwashing eventually." You smile back at her, hiding the disgust in your eyes. Then you turn a corner and she stops at one of the metal doors. "It's right through here." She says as the door slides open. You're led into a room with a series of bulky metal chairs lining the back wall. Just over half of the chairs are occupied. On each of those chairs sits a naked woman. They're shackled to their chair with thick metal restraints. A metal helmet is over their heads, each helmet stopping just above their lips. A few of them sit silently, whilst a few others tremble and moan as they try to resist their brainwashing.You see men and women in white uniforms, observing the women being brainwashed, and occassionally adjusting the machines. "Each of these machines are custom built and state of the art. My assistants are trained to operate them." Mother explains as she leads you closer to the line of chairs. Your eyes scan along each naked woman, wondering what their life was like before they were kidnapped and brought here. "The helmets install obedience programs and encourage a submissive attitude. We keep them in these chairs for most of the day..." Suddenly a door to your left opens. A naked young woman is led inside by two of Mother's assistants. "We have a new arrival." Mother says with a pleased smile. "Perhaps you'd like to assist in brainwashing this one?" [[Brainwash the girl]] [[Decline the brainwashing]] [[REWIND|Mother]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"Great! Can I pick any girl I want?" You ask with an excited look. Mother nods as you take the flogger from her. "Please, you're our guest." She says as she motions to the room. You walk through the room, passing by multiple women being punished. There's a line of wooden benches, three of them are occupied. On each of the three benches a woman is bent over and shackled to the wooden structure. You approach a young brunette. The man spanking her steps aside to give you room. You smile as you step closer, gripping the handle of the wooden flogger. Then you pull your hand back and whip the flogger against her bottom. The strips of leather strike her backside, leaving red marks. You spank her with the flogger for a few minutes, each time she moans loudly, tears filling her eyes. "Can I use the paddle too?" You ask gleefully as you look over your shoulder at Mother. She nods and one of her assistants hands you a wooden paddle. You use that for the next few minutes, smacking the flat wooden surface against her bottom. Your arms start to tire and you put the paddle down. You then walk around in front of the woman and lean down toward her tear stained face. "You're so cute." You say as you smile at her. You then lean in and kiss her on the cheek. "I'm sorry. Just hold on a little longer, this'll all be over by the end of today." You whisper in her ear before kissing her again. "Shall we continue the tour?" Mother asks politely. You stand up straight and reply. "Sure. This is fun." You walk out of the room, leaving the sounds of moaning and gasping behind. You walk behind Mother as she leads you down another hallway. You feel the urge to cry and you squeeze your eyes shut, keeping the tears inside. "We also have some more... unconventional uses for our slaves. We cater to every request here." Mother says as she arrives at the end of the hall. "Before we leave this facility and continue our tour, I could show you one of our more niche rooms? We currently have a few pets being trained, and we have a milking room in progress. Which would you prefer?" [[Pet training]] [[Milking room]] [[REWIND|Punishment tour]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"No... That's okay. I'm good." You reply as you shake your head. Mother pauses, then she slowly lowers the flogger as she replies. "Really? Are you sure? You're free to pick any girl you'd like." You roll your eyes and make a bored sigh as you say. "I've seen enough. Can we just, like, move on already?" Mother looks at you suspiciously, then she smiles and says. "Of course. Just one moment." She walks over to two of her male assistants and says something quietly under her breath. Then they turn and quickly advance on you. "Hey... What are you..." You moan nervously as you back away. They suddenly lunge forward and grab your arms, holding them tightly to keep you in place. "Hey! Let go of me! Is this how you treat your customers?!" You yell as you struggle in their strong grip, your legs wriggling up and down. "Of course not." Mother replies calmly. "But you're not a customer." She walks toward you and stops at a safe distance before continuing. "I've brought over a hundred customers into this room, and none of them have ever turned down an opportunity to punish a slave. Our real customers love punishing and enslaving women, so... Who are you?" You shake your head and reply nervously. "I... I just didn't feel like doing it. My friends are going to hear about this. You'll never have a new customer again after they find out this is how you treated..." Mother sighs and shakes her head. "Strip her naked. We'll start with the bench and a lengthy spanking, then we'll go from there." The two large men begin grabbing at your clothes, ripping off your blouse and pulling down your skirt. "Hey! Stop!" You moan as you try to resist them. They're just too strong, and they easily overpower you. They bring you down the ground, stripping you to your white bra and panties. Then they remove your underwear and drag you over to a wooden bench. [[CONTINUE|Punish END]] [[REWIND|Punishment tour]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

There's a line of identical wooden benches. Three of them are currently occupied. You're dragged over to the fourth bench, joining the line of girls being spanked. The two men bend you over the bench, then they use leather shackles to restrain you. The shackles are secured tightly to your wrists and ankles, keeping you bent over the wooden surface. "I'm a customer! Let me go!" You moan as you struggle against the restraints. Mother walks around in front of you and gently strokes the top of your head as she says. "We'll talk after your punishment. I'll be back in a few hours." Your eyes widen with fear, then she stuffs a ballgag into your mouth. "Mmmppphhh!!" You moan into the large rubber ball. She loops the straps round to the back of your head and locks in the buckle. You hear her footsteps as she walks away. One of the men positions himself behind you, holding the flogger you turned down. He pulls his hand back, then whips the flogger against your naked backside. The strips of leather strike your soft skin, leaving red marks. "Mmmpphh!!" You squeal in pain, your lithe body trembling on the bench. He begins spanking you with the flogger over and over, the red lines all merging together on your rump. He then switches to a wooden paddle, the hard flat surface smacking firmly across both globes of your rear. The paddle makes a loud slap, your juicy bottom jiggling with each hit. Tears trickle down your cheeks as he paddles you for twenty minutes. He then puts down the paddle and begins using his hand, his palm slapping one side of your butt then the other. Your rear is in agony by the time he stops, it's rounded shape glowing bright red. You're taken from the bench and forced onto the torture rack. Shackles are attached to your slender limbs, then a crank is turned to stretch your arms and legs in opposite directions. You let out a loud shriek as you're stretched to your limit. Your cries of pain blend together with all the other girls, you're just like them now, Emily. Completely helpless. END [[TRY AGAIN?|Punishment tour]] [[REWIND|Politely decline]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"It's right this way." She says with a pleasant smile. Her calming nature has lost it's effect. You don't know how she can be so relaxed when she's torturing and brainwashing so many innocent women. 'Hurry up, Rachel...' You think with a worried look as you follow behind Mother. "Our main goal is to create obedient slaves who can perform any task required of them." Mother says as you reach another metal door. "But some of our customers prefer a pet to a slave..." The door slides open and you enter a large room that resembles an animal shelter. There are rows of cages along the walls, stacked up in two lines. Almost every cage has a naked woman inside. The cages are too small for them to stand. They either kneel on their hands and feet, or they curl up into a ball. In the centre of the room are a messy pile of pet toys. "Our pets here understand all verbal commands. But they have been brainwashed to have the mental capacity of a small animal. Allow me to demonstrate." Mother picks up a flexible black stick with a feather at the end. She then opens one of the cages. A young blonde woman crawls out, making a purring noise. Mother flicks the stick back and forth, making the feather dance. The young woman smiles then begins swiping at the feather like a cat. Mother plays with her for a few seconds then she says sternly. "Sit." The woman immediately sits on the back of her heels, straightening her spine. "Roll over." The woman rolls onto her back, displaying her firm stomach. "Good girl." Mother says as she scratches the womans belly. "Now say hello to our new guest." The woman rolls over onto her hand hands and knees, then she crawls over to you. She makes a purring noise as she happily rubs up against your legs. "I like pets..." You say with a mild disinterest. "But this isn't really my thing. I was hoping for a better quality product than this." Mother nods and replies. "Of course. Let's continue the tour. It's time you got the chance to sample some of our slaves..." [[CONTINUE|Leave White]] [[RESTART|TITLE]] [[ [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"It's right this way." She says with a pleasant smile. Her calming nature has lost it's effect. You don't know how she can be so relaxed when she's torturing and brainwashing so many innocent women. 'Hurry up, Rachel...' You think with a worried look as you follow behind Mother. "Now, this product isn't for everyone..." She says as you reach another metal door. "But we have a number of customers very eager to pay for it." The door slides open and she leads you into a milking room. The machinery looks similar to what might be in a farm. A dozen naked women are strapped down to a series of metal benches. The various metal shackles keep them in a bent over pose on their hands and knees. Plastic suction cups are attached to their breasts. Attached to each suction cup is a long plastic tube, going down to a metal canister that's collecting the milk. A type of feeding bag is attached to their mouths. Behind the bag you can hear them moaning softly. You can't help but notice how large their breasts, each of them has a heaving bosom that's being pumped for milk. "Say hello to our milking cows." Mother says with a small smirk. "We feed each cow a special formula to enlarge their breasts and encourage the production of milk." She walks up to one of the women, stroking her hand along the curve of her lower back. "We bring slaves here who fail to find a buyer. If we can't sell them then we make money from them this way." She gives the woman's butt a gentle pat and says. "I believe this one used to be a college professor. But I think she makes a much better cow, don't you?" You let out an amused laugh and reply. "I think she's found her calling in life. But this isn't really my thing. I was hoping for a better quality product than this." Mother nods and replies. "Of course. Let's continue the tour. It's time you got the chance to sample some of our slaves..." [[CONTINUE|Leave White]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"Sound fun." You say with a devilish smile. "What do I do?" Mother looks pleased. She reaches into her pocket and takes out a small torch. "We put each slave in a light trance before putting them on one of the chairs. This device will do most of the work. Just switch it on and shine it into her eyes." She hands it to you, the thin metal cylinder is small enough that you can hold it with your finger and thumb. Mother motions toward the naked girl and you walk over to her. She has blonde shiny hair, her eyes tremble with fear. You smile at her as you get closer. "Don't be scared..." You say as you turn on the torch. "Just focus on the light." A blue light shines from the glass. The light has a spiral at it's centre, slowly spinning round and round. You've been hypnotized multiple times, you know the routine. You speak to her in a soothing voice, telling her to relax, telling her to fall deeper and deeper into the light. Then you begin drifting the torch side to side, making her focus on the spiral, watching as her eyes match the movement of the torch. You've never been on this side of a hypnotism. There is something intriguing about watching the girl submit, how her eyes become glassy and vacant, how your voice takes over her mind. "Sleep for me. Deep asleep. Deep into trance." You say soothingly. Her eyes flutter closed and you make a pleased smile. "Shall we continue the tour?" Mother asks politely. You hand her back the torch and reply. "Sure. This is fun." You walk out of the room, leaving the girl to be shackled onto one of the chairs. You walk behind Mother as she leads you down another hallway. You feel the urge to cry and you squeeze your eyes shut, keeping the tears inside. "We also have some more... unconventional uses for our slaves. We cater to every request here." Mother says as she arrives at the end of the hall. "Before we leave this facility and continue our tour, I could show you one of our more niche rooms? We currently have a few pets being trained, and we have a milking room in progress. Which would you prefer?" [[Pet training]] [[Milking room]] [[REWIND|Brainwashing tour]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"No, I'm okay..." You reply as you shake your head. "I'll just, uhh... watch." Mother looks at you suspiciously as she replies. "Really? You don't want to take part?" You roll your eyes and reply. "I'm actually kind of bored. Can we just move on?" Her suspicious look fades and she smiles at you as she says. "Of course. Just one moment." She walks over to two of her male assistants and talks quietly to them. Then they turn and quickly advance on you. "Hey... What are you..." You moan nervously as you back away. They suddenly lunge forward and grab your arms, holding them tightly to keep you in place. "Hey! Let go of me! Is this how you treat your customers?!" You yell as you struggle in their strong grip, your legs wriggling up and down. "Of course not." Mother replies calmly. "But you're not a customer." She walks toward you and stops at a safe distance before continuing. "I've brought over a hundred customers into this room, and none of them have ever turned down an opportunity to brainwash a slave. Our real customers love brainwashing and enslaving women, so... Who are you?" You shake your head and reply nervously. "I... I just didn't feel like doing it. My friends are going to hear about this!" "You'll never have a new customer again after they find out this is how you treated..." Mother sighs and shakes her head. "Hold her still. I'll begin the induction." She takes out a small torch from her pocket, holding the thin metal cylinder between her fingers. She steps closer, then presses a small button on the side of the torch. A beam of blue light shines from the glass of the torch. She points it toward you, shining it straight into your eyes. You can see that the light isn't stationary, it's slowly spinning, spiralling round and round. "Can you see the spiral at the centre of the light?" Mother asks calmly. "Focus on it. Don't look away." [[CONTINUE|Brainwash END]] [[REWIND|Brainwashing tour]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

She begins drifting the torch left and right in a slow rhythmic motion. You try to look away, but your eyes are drawn to the light. As your eyes move in time with the torch she continues in her soothing tone. "That's it. Focus on the light. You can't look away. The spiral is pulling you deeper and deeper, all the way down. You're falling into a deep hypnotic trance, becoming so weak and tired, all the thoughts melting out of your mind..." You make a slow blink, your expression becoming more blank and vacant. The spiralling blue light reflects in your mindless eyes, endlessly spinning round and round. You let out a soft feminine sigh, your shoulders sagging down. "All the way down. Deeper and deeper. Deep in trance. Completely under my control." Mother smiles and switches off the torch. She steps closer to you and strokes her hand along your cheek. "Let's see what's inside this pretty head. I want to know exactly why you came here." She coos softly. She then looks to her assistants and says. "Put her in one of the chairs. Turn it up to full power, her brainwashing is a top priority." The two men nod then lead you to one of the chairs. You stare blankly as they sit you in the chair, your eyes looking off into the distance. The metal shackles are secured to your wrists and ankles, keeping you stuck on the chair. The metal helmet is then lowered down over your head, leaving only your mouth visible. Everything goes black as the machine is turned on. You hear a soft humming noise, the chair making a small vibration. You then feel the helmet being activated. Your head starts to feel warm, theirs a tingle down your spine. You let out a small gasp as you feel your mind start to melt. "I'll be back in a few hours, then we'll talk." Mother says as she pats your thigh. She then turns and leaves the room, leaving you to be brainwashed. END [[TRY AGAIN?|Brainwashing tour]] [[REWIND|Decline the brainwashing]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"Sample?" You ask curiously as you're led down another white hallway. "You'll see..." Mother replies with a sly grin. "I don't want to ruin the surprise. The next part of the tour is always the most fun for new customers." You already feel a sinking sensation in your stomach, if she thinks it's fun then it's probably going to be horrifying. She approaches a large set of double doors, they slide apart, leading outside. You feel the warm tropical air again, the building is so perfectly temperature controlled you forgot about the jungle heat. You're at the back of the building now. A car is waiting for you, the same model of electric vehicle you arrived in. The gates at the back of the building slide open, showing another paved road that leads further into the jungle. "Hold on, one moment. I believe you've arrived just at the right time..." Mother say as she stops beside your car. She looks to the road, hearing the sound of an approaching engine. You walk up beside her, looking toward the sound. A school bus turns the corner, coming down the road then through the open gates. It parks beside the building and four armed guards step off. Another door, further along the building and closer to the bus, slides open. You see a line of naked women being led out and onto the bus. "Once their punishment and brainwashing is complete they're taken to the school to begin their training." Mother says with a proud smile. You nod and force the smile to stay on your lips. Each woman looks mindless, staring blankly as they get on the bus and sit down. You watch as almost every seat is filled, then you see a young blonde woman at the end of the line, the last to get on the bus. 'Stacy!!' You almost yell it out loud but you stop yourself. You feel your muscles tensing, wanting to run toward her. Then she gets on the bus and the doors slide closed, sealing her inside the vehicle. [[CONTINUE|Town Trip]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"Is the school part of the tour?" You ask as the bus takes off down the road. Mother smiles at you and raises her eyebrows as she says. "I know that look. You've seen a girl you're interested in." You shrug and reply. "Maybe. I'm still not impressed. I've seen torture and brainwashing before. My friends told me that your company was different, that it created a higher quality of slave. They also told me that you catered to any request. So I'm requesting to go to the school." Mother lets out a warm laugh, the sound soothing and melodic. She rests her hand on your shoulder in a comforting gesture as she replies. "A first visit here is a once in a lifetime experience. There's no need to rush. The school is the last stop on the tour. For now, enjoy the experience. I guarantee you won't regret it." With that she opens the backseat of the car for you. You get inside, crossing your legs and leaning back against the backseat. She then gets in the drivers seat and starts the near silent electric engine. "If we're not going to the school... Where are we going?" You ask as she drives down the paved road, leaving the large white building behind. Once again the thick jungle is on either side of a long winding road, blocking you from seeing what's ahead. "We call it Obedience Town." Mother replies. Then as if on cue she turns a corner and you pass a sign with the name of the town. Once more you drive through an open gate with a large barbed wire fence running along either side. You lean forward in your seat as you see a town square. There's a statue atop a fountain in the centre, with grass and benches and rows of flowerbeds. There are only four streets that make up the square, each one lined with stores. Each store looks like the kind of local independently run business you'd find in a small town. The signs are hand painted, the doors makes a soft jingle as they open. There are more slaves here, being led around on leashes by Mother's assistants. Everything looks too clean and shiny, it looks like a movie set, a fabrication designed to mimic the real thing. [[CONTINUE|Town Square]] [[REWIND|Leave White]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

CHAPTER 4. EXPLORE THE TOWN Mother parks at the town square, then gets out and opens your door for you. "It's important for our slaves to get used to being outside. Many of our customers want to show off the products they buy, without having to worry about their slaves running off or calling for help. This town square is a vital step in their training." You can't stop looking around. It's so strange seeing such an idyllic setting with so many enslaved naked women being led around on the sidewalks. "You said I'd be able to sample some of them?" You ask impatiently as you cross your arms. Mother nods then motions to the stores. "The slaves are being trained outside. But the stores are just for our customers. Each store you see here has a unique demonstration for our costumers to enjoy. Feel free to pick any store you'd like, and if you see a product you want to take home, just let me know and we can have them packaged and ready to ship anywhere in the world." You look across the stores, they all have normal names. "Demonstration?" You ask in a confused tone. "Yes." Mother replies. "Our slaves have so many uses. At Enslavement Incorporated we want our customers to be completely satisfied." "Simply pick a store, and you'll be taken through a live demonstration of one of the many ways a slave can enrich your life." Then she adds. "And once you're ready to move on, just let me know and we'll go to the school for the last stop of the tour." You want to go straight to the school to find Stacy. But you need to drag this out for as long as possible to give Rachel more time. You still have no idea what will happen at these demonstrations, but you need to pick one. Which store would you like to visit, Emily? [[The Shoe Store]] [[The Clothing Store]] [[The Bed Store]] [[The Exercise Equipment Store]] [[The Art Store]] [[The Furniture Store]] [[REWIND|Leave White]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You cross the street and push the door open to the shoe store. The bell above the door makes a soft jingle and you step inside. Along the walls are shelves of stylish shoes on display. In the centre of the room is a padded chair. A door at the back of the room enters, and a woman in a red dress comes sauntering out. She's wearing a form fitting red dress, matching her red high heels. Her designer glasses have a light blue frame, her green eyes shining brightly through the thick lenses. "Welcome to the shoe store!" She says in an upbeat tone. "In this store I shall demonstrate how eager our slaves are to worship and adore you!" "Please feel free to stop the demonstration at any time if you wish to make a purchase." With a warm smile she takes your hand and leads you to the padded chair. "Please take a seat and relax." She says as she guides you to sit down. She then claps her hands together and says "Girls! We have a customer!" The door at the back opens again and three young women come hurrying out. They're each dressed in identical white dresses, each dress is tight and the frilly hem of the skirt extremely short. The hems of their skirts bounces against their thighs as they quickly enter the room, flashing quick glimpses of their white panties. They immediately kneel down in front of you, creating a tight semi-circle by your feet. "May we worship you?" A young blonde woman says, her wide eyes looking up at you eagerly. You feel uncomfortable, but you have to play along. "You may." You say with a pleased smile, leaning back in your seat to get relaxed. They carefully take off your black boots, then they begin massaging your feet. Two of them work on one foot, whilst the blonde takes the other foot. They're incredible, expertly massaging all the tension out of the soles of your feet. Your legs make a small shudder and you lean back in your seat with a heavy sigh. [[CONTINUE|Shoe Store]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You walk across the town square, crossing the street and entering the clothing store. You step inside and let the door close behind you. There's a long clothing rack on the wall to your left, dozens of outfits sit on hangers, you see various uniforms and colourful dresses. To your right a mirror runs the full length of the wall, reflecting the entire room. At the back of the room a red door opens. "Welcome to the clothing store!" A grey haired man announces in a jovial tone. He's wearing a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up, a brown vest on top of that, and matching brown slacks. His black shoes shine under the lights of the store. He smiles happily at you, making a small twirl of his moustache as he says. "To purchase one of our slaves is to open up a whole world of possibility! They can be anyone and anything you want, their identity can change as easily as you change your clothes!" He claps his hands together and calls out. "We have a customer!" The red door opens again and three young women come walking out. Each of them are dressed in an identical white leotard, the leotards are made of a stretchy spandex, hugging their lithe bodies. They enter the room then stand in a line, facing you. "Think of them like living mannequins." The man says as he gently rests his hand on your shoulder. "They can play any role you desire, act any scene or fantasy you've ever thought of..." You stare at the young women, seeing the mindless look in their eyes. "You can do more than look." The man laughs as he pats your shoulder. "This is a demonstration after all. Pick a girl." You point to one in the centre, a beautiful Japanese woman with short black hair. "I'll take her." You say with an eager smile. "Good choice..." The man says as the other two girls go back through the red door. "Now, pick an outfit." You go over to the clothing rack to make your choice. [[Pick a cheerleader outfit]] [[Pick a nurses outfit]] [[Pick a superheroine outfit]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You go across the street and enter the bed store. You enter a large showroom with multiple types of beds spaced evenly apart. You can smell a pleasing floral scent in the air and soothing music is playing from hidden speakers. At the back of the room is a heart shaped bed. A woman in a pencil skirt and a form fitting pink sweater is sitting on the end of the bed. She smiles and stands up as she announces. "Welcome to the bed store! This demonstration is all about the intimate moments you can have when you purchase a slave." Her lips are painted pink, her blue eyes shining brightly as you walk toward her. "Intimacy is one of the most important aspects between a slave and their owner." The woman sighs happily. "But first you'll have to make your choice..." She claps her hands together and calls out. "Girls! We have a customer!" A door to your left opens and five young women come walking out. They're all dressed in skimpy pyjama shorts and tight fitting t-shirts. They make a line, presenting themselves to you. They each stand in a shy pose, their arms folded neatly behind their backs, their heads tilted downward. Their pyjamas are all different colours, each girl bright and beautiful. The woman walks along the line, gently stroking her hand against each girl. "Any one of them can be yours... Or you can buy them all if you'd like... But for this demonstration you can only pick one, then you'll have five minutes alone with them. So..." She gives you a playful wink as she reaches the end of the line. "Who do you like?" Your eyes scan long the girls, then stop on the second furthest to the left. She has pale porcelain skin and jet black hair, her colourful pyjamas can't quite hide her emo look, her eyes are wide and expressive. "I'll take her." You blurt out without thinking. You feel a small tinge of sadness as you realise why you picked her, then you focus on your mission. [[CONTINUE|Bed Wrap]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You walk along the sidewalk, then push the door open to the exercise store. It's immediately obvious this isn't a normal exercise store. Along each wall there are racks with exercise equipment. But in the centre of the large room is a boxing ring. Red ropes go along the ring, there are metal steps at two of the corners to make your way up. Bright lights beam down on the ring, giving the white mat a soft glow. Past the ring, at the far end of the room, a door opens and a well built man steps out. He's wearing baggy gym pants and a tank top, his head is shaved. "Welcome to the exercise store!" He says in a deep rumbling tone. He walks around the ring and approaches you as he continues. "Here on Obedience Island, we believe the best exercise is physically dominating one of our slaves." He claps his large hands together, the sound echoing through the room. "Girls! Get out here!" He yells loudly. He then smiles at you and says. "Think of them like gym equipment. They're ready to give you the best workout you've ever had." The door opens and four young women come walking out. They're all wearing matching pink leotards, the material is stretchy with a glossy sheen. Along with the leotards they each wear a pair of white boots that stop just below the knee. They walk out then line up next to the boxing ring, facing you with their arms folded neatly behind their backs. "Each of our slaves are extensively trained to give you a challenging workout!" The man announces proudly as he slaps his hand on your shoulder. "But don't worry, they'll always lose every fight. With our slaves, every workout will end with you feeling like a winner! So which girl would you like?" Your eyes scan across the girls. You pick a girl with light brown skin and curly hair. "I'll take her." You say eagerly. "Great choice!" The man says as he pats you on the shoulder again. "Now do you want to beat her in a boxing match or a wrestling match?" [[Boxing match]] [[Wrestling match]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You walk to the art store, cautiously pushing the door open. You can hear soothing music playing as you step insid, there's a smoky herbal aroma in the air. You let the door close behind you, your boots pressing to the shiny wooden floorboards. Dozens of pictures hang in exquisite frames on the walls. Each picture is in black and white, and each picture displays a woman in a different form of bondage. Your eyes scan across the pictures, seeing all the ways a female body can be restrained. You recognise many of these methods, you've experienced them first hand. You also notice a red wooden chest against the left wall. As you're looking at the chest a door at the back of the room opens. A woman in a red chinese dress comes walking out. The dress is made of a soft silk, with a golden flower pattern running down it. It's tight to her body, with a long slit down the left side, display her lean legs. Her dark hair is tied into a bun, the vibrant strands kept firmly in place. She smiles calmly at you, her red lips curling upward. She speaks in a soothing tone, with a hint of an asian accent. "Welcome to the art store. In this demonstration, I will show you how each slave can become a work of art." She walks over to the red chest and opens it, then she takes out a few neatly coiled lengths of rope. She makes a light clap of her hands. The door opens and three young women come walking out. Each of them are dressed in lingerie, one girl is wearing white lace, the other pink silk, and the other a black teddy. You stare at them, their bodies so sensual and alluring in the skimpy lingerie. "You must make your choice..." The woman says as she motions to the girls. "But you are not choosing the subject. For this demonstration we will only practise on one part of the body. The legs, the chest, or the arms. Which would you prefer?" [[Legs]] [[Chest]] [[Arms]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You push the door open and step into the furniture store. You have to stifle a shocked gasp as as you enter. On the left side of the store, naked woman are being used as the furniture. They look completely frozen, stuck on their hands or knees, or posed into the shape of a chair. The right side of the store has regular couches and armchairs, spaced evenly apart. The large room is brightly lit, with calming music playing as if this were a normal store. You take a tentative step forward, then a door at the back of the room enters. A young man in black trousers and a white shirt enters the room. He looks harmless and clean cut, you never would've imagined he'd be working in a place like this. "Welcome to the furniture store!" He says in a jovial tone, smiling at you as he crosses the room. He shakes your hand then motions to the naked women as he says. "In this demonstration, you'll see how a slave can make the perfect piece of furniture. Please, take a seat and try it for yourself." You walk over to one of the women on her hands and knees. You sit down on her back, using her like a stool. You expect to feel her wobbling under the strain, but she doesn't move, she stays perfectly still like a static object. "Amazing isn't it?" The man says as he sits on a woman beside you. "Our slaves are so thoroughly brainwashed and trained, they can stay still for hours or even days. Plus if you ever need to move your furniture, you only have to give them the command." He snaps his fingers and a young woman crawls in front of you. "Try putting your feet up on the footstool in front of you." The man says with a pleased smile. You lift your legs and rest your feet on her back, now putting your full weight across the two naked women. "See?" The man laughs. "You get to relax and dominate your slaves all at the same time!" [[CONTINUE|Furniture Wrap]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You tilt your head back and close your eyes as you enjoy the massage. Then you feel one of the girls pressing her lips to your foot. The kiss is slow and gentle, making a soft wet sound. The others begin kissing your feet as well, all three girls worshipping you. "All of our slaves crave submission..." The woman says as she walks around behind the chair, her red high heels making a firm click on the floor. "We have trained them to feel pleasure every time they submit to their owner..." She leans down closer to you as she says softly. "And they have many ways to make you feel pleasure as well." The girls begin kissing up your legs, along the sides of your calves, past your knees, then your inner thighs. Each kiss makes you tremble with pleasure. Their hands stroke and squeeze your legs. You feel your cheeks grow warm, a heat burning hotter and hotter inside of you. "Ooohhhh..." You moan as you make a small squirming motion in your seat. You grip the edges of the chair, digging your fingernails in as you try to control yourself. You feel them gently pushing up the hem of your skirt, their lips pressing higher up your thighs, getting closer to your white panties. Then suddenly they stop, leaving you close to a climax but without a release. "Ah but this is only a demonstration." The woman says with a hint of disappointment. "To experience everything our slaves have to offer, you will have to purchase one. Do any of these girls interest you?" The girls sit back on their heels, kneeling with their hands resting neatly in their laps. You take a deep breath and wipe the light sweat from your brow. A small tremble is still going through your legs and you feel breathless. "Ummm... No... I don't think so. Thanks for the demonstration." You say with an embarrassed look as you hurry out of the store. Are you ready to go to the school? Or do you want to explore another store? [[Tell Mother you're ready to go]] [[The Clothing Store]] [[The Bed Store]] [[The Exercise Equipment Store]] [[The Art Store]] [[The Furniture Store]] [[REWIND|The Shoe Store]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You cross the street to the centre of the town square. Mother is sitting on one of the benches in the small park in the centre. She's looking up at the statue with a calm smile. You didn't pay too much attention to it before. But as you walk up to her, you focus on it. The statue is made of white marble. It depicts a man in a suit, he has flowing hair that stops just above his shoulders, the eyes are carved in a steely gaze. "Who is that?" You ask curiously as you stop next to the bench. "Your friends didn't tell you?" Mother says as she looks over at you. "He... is the founder of Enlsavement Incorporated. The man who hired me to work here." "All of this... is his vision." You can see the admiration in her eyes as she stares at him. The statue makes him look like a messianic figure. You look up at the gleaming marble, your eyes narrowing as you ask. "Is he here? On the island?" She shakes her head and rises from the bench as she replies. "No, he visits from time to time. But he has much more important things to focus on. Training the slaves is only one part of our organisation. Did you see anything that interested you during a demonstration?" You want to ask more questions about him, but she might get suspicious. "I saw a lot that interested me." You reply. "But, I still want to go to the school. I want another look at that blonde I saw getting on the bus." Mother laughs and replies. "You are a stubborn one. It's been quite a while since a customer left the town without making a purchase. Very well, let's go." You follow her to the car and get in the backseat. She drives around the square, then goes down the road on the other side from where you entered. It's a short road, leading right to another gate and the steel wire fence that goes around the town. The gate opens and you drive through more of the jungle. You glance in the rearview at the town, then you lean back in your seat with a small sigh. [[CONTINUE|Arrive School]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"I want her to wear this one." You say as you pick a cheerleaders outfit. It consists of a yellow crop-top and a matching pleated skirt, beneath it sit a pair of white sneakers and fluffy white socks. "Excellent choice. I'll get your prop for this roleplay." The man says as he goes through the red door. The young Japanese woman walks over to the clothing rack without hesitation. You step aside and watch her take off her leotard, then change into the cheerleaders outfit. She has a calm smile on her lips, the mindless stare never leaving her brown eyes. The man returns and hands you a blackack. You take the weighted weapon as he says. "In this roleplay you will play the part of a burglar, ambushing a helpless cheerleader as she comes home. You will knock her out and kidnap her." You smile as you give the blackjack a small swing, testing it's weight as you reply. "Sound's fun." The man steps back, giving you both space to act out your parts. The blackjack is heavy, you don't want to hurt her but you can't risk showing any hesitation. She's fully dressed in the outfit now, the yellow crop-top is tight to her chest, her breasts stretching it outward. It shows off her firm stomach and the curve of her trim waist. The hem of the pleated skirt rests against her thighs, displaying her long luscious legs. She blinks, then her eyes come alive. She plays her part perfectly, walking into the centre of the room as if it was her living room, making a small bounce with each step like an energetic cheerleader. She stops in the centre of the room and stretches her arms high above her head. She then begins stretching her legs. You can see the scene so clearly. She's come home after a long day of practising her cheerleading routines. She's all alone, innocent and vulnerable. You grip the leather handle of the blackjack and advance on her. [[CONTINUE|Cheerleader Wrap]] [[REWIND|The Clothing Store]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"I want her to wear this one." You say as you pick a nurses outfit. It consists of a skimpy white dress with a red cross on the chest, a pair of white pantyhose, and matching white heels. "Excellent choice. I'll get your prop for this roleplay." The man says as he goes through the red door. The young Japanese woman walks over to the clothing rack without hesitation. You step aside and watch her take off her leotard, then change into the nurses outfit. She has a calm smile on her lips, the mindless stare never leaving her brown eyes. The man returns with a thin black case. He opens it to reveal a syringe. "In this roleplay you will play the part of a criminal trying to leave a hospital before the police arrive. Our pretty nurse here is trying to sedate you, but you overpower her and inject her with the sedative instead." You smile eagerly as you reply. "Sound's fun." The man hands the syringe to the young Japanese woman and steps back, giving you both space to act out your parts. She's fully dressed in the outfit now, the white dress is tight to her slender frame, the hem is short, showing off her long legs in the white nylon pantyhose. She blinks, then her eyes come alive. She plays her part perfectly, taking the syringe then turning on you. "Just try to relax, this won't hurt." She says in a soothing tone, her voice wobbling with a hint of worry. You can see the scene perfectly in your mind. You're in a hospital room, there's no-one else around. She only realised who you are a few minutes ago. She's called the police but she knows they won't get here in time. She's shaking as she steps toward you, the syringe making a small tremble in her hand. "Did you bring that for me?" You say with a cruel smile as you glance at the syringe. "You're so kind, I was going to knock you out anyway. You've just made it so much easier for me." [[CONTINUE|Nurse Wrap]] [[REWIND|The Clothing Store]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"I want her to wear this one." You say as you pick a superheroine outfit. It consists of a red and blue strapless leotard, the red top has a golden eagle along the chest, the blue bottoms have a series of white stars. Beneath it sit a pair of red boots, a golden belt and a golden lasso. "Excellent choice. I'll get your props for this roleplay." The man says as he goes through the red door. The young Japanese woman walks over to the clothing rack without hesitation. You step aside and watch her take off her leotard, then change into the superheroine outfit. She has a calm smile on her lips, the mindless stare never leaving her brown eyes. The man returns and hands you a white cloth and a small bottle of chloroform. You stare at the bottle, feeling a small tingle of fear. "In this roleplay you will play the part of a villain, ambushing a brave superheroine as she searches your lair. You will use the chloroform to make her weak, then use her own lasso to interrogate her." You force yourself to smile as you unscrew the cap on the bottle. "Sound's fun." You reply as you begin drizzling the chloroform onto the cloth. The man steps back, giving you both space to act out your parts. The surface of the cloth is now damp and you set the bottle down. You glance at the cloth, feeling the faint scent drifting from the cloth, then you focus on the girl. She's fully dressed in the outfit now, the leotard is tight to her body, her breasts have over th top, the blue bottoms hugging her shapely rear. She has the belt cinched tight around her trim waist, the golden lasso hanging from her hip. She blinks, then her eyes come alive. She plays her part perfectly, walking into the centre of the room and putting her hands on her hips. "I know you're here!" She calls out loudly. "You can't hide from me!" You look down at the cloth in your hand, then you advance on her. [[CONTINUE|Heroine Wrap]] [[REWIND|The Clothing Store]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You come up behind her, squeezing the leather handle of the blackjack. You feel strangely nervous, as if she might turn around and try to run. You take one last step to close the distance, then you swing the blackjack at the back of her head. It makes a firm thud, rattling her skull. You have to immediately suppress the urge to apologise. You hear her let out a soft moan. Her legs wobble then she begins to tilt backward. She falls into your arms as she passes out. You wrap your arms around her slender waist, dropping the blackjack as you catch her. You hug her back tightly to your chest, holding her limp form in place. "Try putting her over your shoulder." The man calls over to you. It takes a few seconds to carefully turn her around, making sure she doesn't crumple to the floor. You turn her so you're facing, your arms hooked tightly around her midsection. Then you lean down and pull her over your shoulder. She flops into place and you stand up straight, hoisting her up into the air. She's surprisingly light on your shoulder, you can see now why so many of your captors have chosen this position to carry you. "How does it feel? Perhaps you'd like to take her home to continue this story?" The man asks. You run your hand up the back of her legs, feeling her smooth silky skin. Your hand goes up the back of her thighs, sneaking under her pleated skirt. "It feels great." You reply as you squeeze her bottom. "But... I haven't made up my mind yet. Thanks for the demonstration." You give her shapely rump a firm pat as the man approaches. "I'll take her." He says as you slide her down off of your shoulder. You put her down to her feet, then he grips her waist and turns her around. In one smooth motion he hoists her up onto his shoulder, easily handling her limp body. "Thank you for visiting." He says politely as he wraps an arm around her thighs. "Don't take too long to decide. Someone might buy her and it'll be too late." You walk out of the store, leaving her draped over his shoulder in a skimpy cheerleaders uniform. Are you ready to go to the school? Or do you want to explore another store? [[Tell Mother you're ready to go]] [[The Shoe Store]] [[The Bed Store]] [[The Exercise Equipment Store]] [[The Art Store]] [[The Furniture Store]] [[REWIND|Pick a cheerleader outfit]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You lunge forward and grab her hand, squeezing it tightly so she can't let go of the syringe. You then begin turning the syringe toward her neck. Her slender arm shakes as she tries to stop you, the needle drifting closer and closer to her neck. "No! Stop!" She moans helplessly, her eyes wide with fear. You can't tell if you're really overpowering her or if she's just playing along. But it feels real. It feels like you're dominating her. You force the needle to her neck, feeling the strain in her arm as she tries to push it away. You smile, then you gently guide the needle into her soft skin. The syringe pierces the side of her neck and you inject her with the sedative. She lets out a shocked gasp. Then her eyes start to flutter. You pull the syringe and catch her before she crumples to the ground. Your arms wrap around her, hugging her waist tightly as you keep her on her feet. She leans back in your arms, swooning like a damsel in distress. You watch her glassy eyes fluttering closed, feeling her body going limp in your arms. "That's it. Go to sleep." You say with a cruel smile as she passes out. "You can undress her if you like." The man calls over to you. You gently lower her down, laying her on her back. You unbutton the white dress, gradually showing more and more of her heaving bosom, and her smooth pantyhose. He's watching you, so you play your part. You begin groping her breasts and stroking her long legs, squeezing and groping her unconscious form. "How does it feel? Perhaps you'd like to take her home to continue this story?" The man asks. "It feels great." You reply as you stand up straight. "But... I haven't made up my mind yet. Thanks for the demonstration." He makes an understanding nod and replies. "Thank you for visiting. But don't take too long to decide. Someone might buy her and it'll be too late." You walk out of the store, leaving her splayed out on the floor. Are you ready to go to the school? Or do you want to explore another store? [[Tell Mother you're ready to go]] [[The Shoe Store]] [[The Bed Store]] [[The Exercise Equipment Store]] [[The Art Store]] [[The Furniture Store]] [[REWIND|Pick a nurses outfit]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You come up behind her and wrap your arm around her midsection to hold her in place. With your other hand you press the damp cloth to her mouth and nose. It feels strange to be on the other side of this. You're used to being the one getting a damp cloth pressed to your face. "Mmmpphhh!!" She lets out a shocked moan into the cloth. She starts to struggle. You have to hold her tightly so she can't get away. Your arms squeezes into her as she wriggles and squirms. She grips your wrist, trying to pull the cloth from her face. You can already feel her starting to weaken. Her legs are trembling and her moans are becoming more soft and girlish. "Don't fight it. Take deep breaths. It's already over." You say with a cruel smile. You can hear her breathing in the chloroform, her breasts making a slow rise and fall with each muffled sound. Her arms flop down by her sides and she leans back against your chest. "Don't forget the interrogation." The man calls over to you. Your eyes trace down her body. Then you rip the lasso from her belt and quickly wrap it around her, pinning her arms to her sides. You lower her down to the floor. You come down into a kneeling position, resting the back of her head against your thighs so she's slightly propped up. You can now look down into her glassy eyes. You peel the cloth away slowly, revealing her listless feminine features. "Tell me, how do I remove your powers and make you helpless?" You ask as you keep the cloth close to her face. She makes a slow sleepy blink as she looks up at you, then she sighs softly. "Remove... my magic belt..." You smile and give her breasts a slow squeeze. Then you reach down and pull the golden belt from her waist. You press the cloth to her mouth and nose to finish her off. She lets out a defeated sigh, then her eyes flutter closed. "How does it feel? Perhaps you'd like to take her home to continue this story?" The man asks. "It feels great." You reply as you stand up straight. "But... I haven't made up my mind yet. Thanks for the demonstration." He makes an understanding nod and replies. "Thank you for visiting. But don't take too long to decide. Someone might buy her and it'll be too late." You walk out of the store, leaving her unconscious on the floor. Are you ready to go to the school? Or do you want to explore another store? [[Tell Mother you're ready to go]] [[The Shoe Store]] [[The Bed Store]] [[The Exercise Equipment Store]] [[The Art Store]] [[The Furniture Store]] [[REWIND|Pick a superheroine outfit]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"Excellent choice." The woman says as she ushers the other girls out of the room. The door closes and you're left alone with the dark haired girl. You stare at her in silence for a few seconds, she glances shyly at you then looks down at her feet. They might still be watching, you have to do something with her, if you just stand here they'll get suspicious. You look at the heart shaped bed, then you say to the girl. "Lie down with me." She moves over to the bed. You slide onto the pink sheets, watching as she joins you. She lies on her back and you slide closer, propping yourself up on one elbow beside her. You let out a small sigh as you try to force yourself to do this. Then you look down into her eyes and ask. "Tell me the truth... Are you attracted to me?" You see her blush. She pauses before replying softly. "Yes." That makes you feel a little less guilty, even if she doesn't have a say in this. You lower your head down, your hand gently cupping her cheek. You press your lips to hers and close your eyes, applying a firm pressure. You hear her let out a moan of pleasure against your lips. A heat tingles through you, your head becoming fuzzy as you get lost in the sensual moment. You feel the butterflies in your stomach, the blood pumping through your veins. You moan against her mouth, then you roll on top of her as the kiss becomes more passionate. You feel her mouth opening, allowing your tongue inside. Your hands begin stroking along the sides of her body, gently pulling at her clothes. Then suddenly there's a loud buzzing noise and you quickly peel your lips away. Five minutes went much faster than you realised, you feel breathless and hot. "Time's up I'm afraid." The woman says as she comes back into the room. "Would you like to make a purchase and continue this in a more private setting?" You can see the disappointment in the girls eyes as you shake your head. "This was fun..." You say as you quickly hop off the bed. "But I still want to look around." You then hurry from the store, your cheeks blushing a bright red. Are you ready to go to the school? Or do you want to explore another store? [[Tell Mother you're ready to go]] [[The Shoe Store]] [[The Clothing Store]] [[The Exercise Equipment Store]] [[The Art Store]] [[The Furniture Store]] [[REWIND|The Bed Store]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"Great choice! Let's get you a pair of gloves!" He walks over to one of the racks against the nearest wall. There are multiple boxing gloves hanging from hooks. He picks a pink pair, then a red pair, then he comes back over to you. "Here you go, put these on." He says as he hands you the red pair. He then hands the girl the pink gloves to match her shiny leotard. You push your hands into the gloves, then pull the velcro straps tight against your wrists. You squeeze your fists, getting a feeling for the weight of the gloves. "It's time for your workout!" The man announces in an excited tone. He motions to the ring and you walk up the metal steps. You bend down and step through the ropes, then you go to the far corner and lean back against it. The girl in pink enters the ring and faces you from the opposite corner. "Now don't hold back. This demonstration will only end when there's a knockout." The man calls over to you from the side of the ring. He then rings the bell, the sound echoing loudly through the room. The girl makes a small smile and bounces up and down on the tips of her toes. Her breasts jiggle in the tight leotard, her curly hair bouncing up and down against her slender shoulders. She punches her fists together, making a soft thump, then she begins walking to the centre of the ring. You take a deep breath, then you go to meet her. You don't want to do this, but you have no other choice. You have to knock her out. You walk up to each other, meeting right in the centre of the ring. To your surprise she throws out the first punch. Her fist lightly hits you in the face. You blink rapidly, making a soft gasp as you stumble backward. She takes a step forward then punches you again, then a third time, each punch forcing you back into the corner. You remember what he told you, she's trained to provide you with a challenge. She punches you a fourth time and you stumble into the corner, your back hitting the turnbuckle as you make a soft moan. It seems this wont be as easy as you thought, Emily. [[CONTINUE|Boxing Match 1]] [[REWIND|The Exercise Equipment Store]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"Great choice! Step into the ring and the match will begin!" You walk up the metal steps, then you bend down and step through the ropes. You go to the far corner and lean back against it. The girl in pink enters the ring and faces you from the opposite corner. "Now this is professional wrestling! So don't hold back! You have to pin her or make her submit to win the match!" He calls from ringside. "And don't worry! I'll call out some moves for you to try if this is your first time!" He then rings the bell, starting the match. The girls walks toward you with a calm smile, her slender arms making a soft swing by her sides, her hips swaying in her shiny pink leotard. You take a deep breath then you advance on her. You don't want to hurt her, but you have to win this to move on. "Let's start with a test of strength!" The man calls out. The girl holds out her hands, raising them up as she stretches her fingers. You meet in the middle of the ring, your fingers interlacing as you grab each others hands. Your palms slam together, then you both begin to squeeze. Your arms wobble as she tries to overpower you. For a moment she almost forces you down to your knees. Then you begin to push back, tensing your arms as you use all your strength. She lets out a soft moan as you begin forcing her down. You see her legs trembling, then she drops to one knee. You push harder and she falls to her other knee, crumpling in front of you. "Great work! Now kick her in the chest!" The man calls out. You hesitate for a moment, then your foot shoots forward. You send her flying backward. She slams down to the mat with a hard thud. "Now let's work those thighs! Put her in a bodyscissors!" You want this to be over, you don't hesistate this time. You rush forward and slide down next to her. You wrap your legs around her midsection as she tries to sit up. Then you start to squeeze. [[CONTINUE|Wrestling 1]] [[REWIND|The Exercise Equipment Store]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

She's clearly taking it easy on you, going slower and hitting softer than she's capable of. But you're still losing. She has you trapped in the corner now, the same calm smile still on her lips. She's trained to give you a workout, and she's not going to stop. You see her pulling back her fist and you raise your forearms to defend your face. You then feel her fist hitting your stomach, making a firm thump against your white blouse. "Oh!" You make a breathless moan and lower your arms to your midsection. "Ah!" As soon as your arms are lowered she hits you with an uppercut, her fist hitting right under your chin. She hits you with a right hook, then a left, turning your head side to side with her restrained punches. Your eyes make a dizzy flutter as you try to focus. You can see a small smirk on her lips, her eyes trying to hide her confusion and amusement. She hits you with a straight jab, making your head tilt back, then she punches you in the stomach again. You groan and bend over, clutching your stomach. Your head feel fuzzy and you make a breathless gasp. You feel her glove under your chin, gently tilting your head up as she makes you stand up straight. She lifts your head a little higher, your chin resting on her glove. She smiles calmly as she holds you in place, then her other fist makes a firm thump as it hits your face. "Ohh!" You moan as you fall back against the turnbuckle, your arms resting on the ropes either side of you. She steps closer and gives you one final hit in the stomach, her fist driving into your midsection. You let out a long breathless wheeze, then your legs give out and you slide down in the corner. You land on your butt, your legs splayed out in front of you. The girl stands over you with her hands on her hips, unsure of what to do. You look up at her dizzily, then with a soft sigh you pass out, your head dropping to your chest. [[CONTINUE|Boxing Wrap]] [[REWIND|Boxing Match 1]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"You were supposed to let her win!!" His loud yell wakes you up. You're still sitting slumped in the corner, your legs laying splayed out in front of you. The girl is in the opposite corner now, the man running this demonstration is yelling in her face. "I... I tried to... I'm sorry..." She whimpers in a frightened tone as he berates her. You let out a soft groan and push yourself to your feet. "It's okay... That was fun." You say as you blink and clear your senses. You're still a bit wobbly but you manage to stay on your feet. He stops yelling at her and turns round with an apologetic smile. "I'm so sorry about this. This has never happened before." He says as he hurries over to you. "If you want to go another round she won't do that again..." You look over at the innocent looking girl in the pink leotard, remembering how easily she beat you up. "No!" You blurt out, quickly interrupting him. "That won't be necessary, I think I've seen enough. Just take these off." You hold out the gloves and he pulls them off of your hands. You can see he looks nervous as he says. "A customers experience is always supposed to be positive here, if there's anything I can do..." You roll your eyes and say. "Relax, I won't tell Mother." He lets out a sigh of relief and you step out of the ring. You go down the metal steps and head toward the door. "So... I guess you won't be making a purchase then?" He calls after you. "No!" You call back without turning around. As you leave you can hear him start to berate the girl again. You feel bad for her, but not that much, she did just knock you out after all. Are you ready to go to the school? Or do you want to explore another store? [[Tell Mother you're ready to go]] [[The Shoe Store]] [[The Clothing Store]] [[The Bed Store]] [[The Art Store]] [[The Furniture Store]] [[REWIND|Boxing Match 1]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You have her trapped between your legs, your thighs squeezing into her midsection. She moans and pushes at your legs, her body wriggling on the mat. "Don't knock her out too quickly!" The man laughs. "Try an elbow drop!" You unwrap your legs and hop to your feet. Then you drop down on her, your elbow slamming into her stomach. "Oof!!" She groans, her body jerking up from the mat then flopping back down. "Now try a splash! Use your whole body!" You nod and hop back up again, then you jump down onto her, your body coming down across her midsection. You land with your full weight on her, the impact forcing the air from her lungs. "OOFFF!!" She lets out a loud breathless wheeze, her body rising from the mat, only to flop back down again. "Now try a submission hold! Put her in a camel clutch!" You roll her over onto her stomach, then you sit on her back. You put her arms over your knees, then you grip under her chin and begin stretching her spine backward. She moans and flutters her legs up and down. You continue stretching her for a few minutes, taking her to her limit. You then swivel round at his command, grabbing her legs and locking in a boston crab. He directs you to use a number of submission holds. You stretch and twist her body in a number of painful positions, completely dominating her. You can feel your body becoming warm and moist. He was right about this being a good work out. "Now finish her off with a powerbomb!" He tells you what to do step by step. You pull her head down between your thighs. You lean down and grip her waist. Then you flip her up into the air, getting her up so she's sitting on your shoulders. You hold her in place for a moment, then you bring her down with a hard SLAM! The sound echoes through the room. She lies at your feet, her eyes fluttering as she passes out. [[CONTINUE|Wrestling Wrap]] [[REWIND|Wrestling match]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You stand over her with your hands on your hips, taking heavy breaths. You watch as she passes out, her eyes closing as she goes limp at your feet. "She's out! Now you have to pin her!" You lower down, sitting on her chest to keep her pinned to the mat. "One!" He starts to count as you straddle her, your rump pressing firmly into her torso. "Two! Three!" He rings the bell and declares. "We have a winner!" You stand up, then for added effect you place your foot on her chest, posing victoriously. She's completely unconscious, laying beneath your boot with her heat tilted to the side. You smile and remove your foot from her chest. Then you make your way to the ropes. You step through the ropes and down the metal steps. "Great work!" The man says happily as he claps you on the shoulder. "If you buy one of our slaves you can dominate them every day! So, what do you think? Do you want to take her home?" You wipe a few beads of sweat from your brow as you reply. "That was fun... But I haven't made up my mind yet, I'm going to keep looking around." He looks disappointed as he replies. "Alright, but don't take too long. Our stock won't last forever." You head to the door, leaving the girl in the pink leotard in the ring. You glance over your shoulder, seeing the man stepping into the ring. He hoists her up from the ground, draping her over his shoulder in one smooth motion. You feel a small tingle of guilt as you step outside. Are you ready to go to the school? Or do you want to explore another store? [[Tell Mother you're ready to go]] [[The Shoe Store]] [[The Clothing Store]] [[The Bed Store]] [[The Art Store]] [[The Furniture Store]] [[REWIND|Wrestling 1]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

The woman makes a pleased nod. She then goes to the girl in white lace lingerie and gently takes her arm. She leads her forward into the centre of the room, stopping her by the piles of coiled rope. "We will bind her with a frog tie. Are you aware of this method of bondage?" The woman asks calmly. You've had it done to you, but you've never tied someone else up. You shake your head and the woman smiles. "That's alright, I will show you. Come here." You walk forward, transfixed by her calm gaze. "Take this." The woman hands you a length of rope. You're both standing behind the girl now. The woman places her hand on the girls shoulder, then says softly by her ear. "Lay down. On your back." The girl sinks down to the floor, instantly obeying the command. You move around to her legs, following the woman as she kneels down. You kneel beside her as she begins the demonstration. She strokes her hand slowly along the girls legs, her skin smooth and soft. "For this method of bondage, you are simply connecting her ankles to her thighs. This keeps her legs bent inward and completely immobile. It also makes it easier to spread her legs apart, should you wish." Her hand slides under the girls knee and she lifts it upward. "You must first get her legs into position, bring her ankle toward her thigh, then start from there. The rope I gave you, wrap it around her ankle three times." You nod and carefully wrap the rope around her ankle. She shows you how to tie the knot, keeping the rope secure to the girls ankle whilst still leaving a long length for her thigh. "Very good." The woman says in her soothing tone. "Now, wrap the remaining rope around her thigh. Make sure it's tight, but don't cut off her circulation, just allow the rope to press into the softness of her skin." You begin slowly wrapping the rope around the girls thigh, restraining her and making her helpless. [[CONTINUE|Legs 1]] [[REWIND|The Art Store]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

The woman makes a pleased nod. She then goes to the girl in pink silk lingerie and gently takes her arm. She leads her forward into the centre of the room, stopping her by the piles of coiled rope. "We will bind her with a simple chest harness. Are you aware of this method of bondage?" The woman asks calmly. You've had it done to you, but you've never tied someone else up. You shake your head and the woman smiles. "That's alright, I will show you. Come here." You walk forward, transfixed by her calm gaze. You're both standing behind the girl now. The woman places her hand on the girls shoulder, then says softly by her ear. "Stay still." The girl makes a small nod as she obeys the womans command. "You begin by looping the rope around her chest like this..." The woman wraps the rope around the girls chest, going just below her breasts. "You then create an anchor point at her back..." She takes you carefully through this step, then she continues. "Then you go above her breasts. Make sure not to leave too much space between the ropes, when they start to tighten they should be applying a firm pressure on her breasts." You watch her secure the harness from the back, her hands working quickly and smoothly. "There, now you can tie the final knot and it will hold in place. Do you see?" You nod and reply. "I think so..." She gives you a calm smile and says "Walk around in front of her. Observe the harness carefully." You walk around in front of the girl. The ropes are making an X shape between her breasts. They're pressing into the two soft orbs, making them bulge outward. Each breast is cupped in the pink silk of her bra, the ropes tightly secured to the soft creamy flesh. She looks straight ahead with a blank expression as you stare at her for a moment. Then you move around behind her. The woman begins untying the harness as she says. "Now it's your turn." [[CONTINUE|Chest 1]] [[REWIND|The Art Store]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

The woman makes a pleased nod. She then goes to the girl in the black teddy and gently takes her arm. She leads her forward into the centre of the room, stopping her by the piles of coiled rope. "We will bind her with a simple box tie. Are you aware of this method of bondage?" The woman asks calmly. You've had it done to you, but you've never tied someone else up. You shake your head and the woman smiles. "That's alright, I will show you. Come here." You walk forward, transfixed by her calm gaze. You're both standing behind the girl now. The woman places her hand on the girls shoulder, then says softly by her ear. "Stay still." The girl makes a small nod as she obeys the womans command. "You begin by taking her arms and guiding them behind her back like this..." The woman says as she takes the girls wrists and gently pulls them back. "Bend her arms inward, so her forearms make two horizontal lines, side by side. Then start by tying her wrists like this." You watch intently as you're shown an intricate series of knots. The woman loops the rope all the way around the girls chest, bringing to her back and anchoring it to her wrists. The rope squeezes her forearms together, trapping her arms in the rigid position. "There." The woman sighs happily as she finishes the box tie. She runs her fingers gently over the rope, inspecting her work with a pleased smile. She pats the girl on the shoulder and says. "Try to break free." The girl makes a small squirming motion, her body twisting side to side as she pulls at the ropes. "As you can see, her arms are now completely immobile." The woman says as the girl lets out a helpless moan. She then strokes her shoulder and says. "That's enough." The girl lets out a small sigh and stops struggling. The woman then begins to untie her. She takes off the rope, letting her arms drop to her sides. She then hands you the rope and says. "Your turn." [[CONTINUE|Arms 1]] [[REWIND|The Art Store]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"Very good." The woman says as you finish tying the girls right leg in a frog tie. You feel a small tingle of excitement at her praise. The woman has a such a calm dominant aura, and you already feel yourself craving her approval. You move around to the girls left leg and start again. "This time I will not direct you. Let's see if you remember my lesson." You feel nervous as you begin tying up her left leg. The woman watches you silently, a soothing smile on her lips. You loop the rope around the girls ankle, remembering the motions to tie the knot. You pull the knot tight, then you wrap the remainder of the rope around her thigh. The rope tightens, forcing her ankle up against the back of her thigh. You finish tying the knot, keeping the whole thing secure. You then let out a pleased sigh as you remove your hands from the rope, seeing that it's not moving. "Excellent work." The woman says, making you smile shyly. "Now, you only to grip her knees and her legs will easily spread." She takes the girls knees and gently pushes them apart, spreading her thighs open. "With this bondage in place, she cannot resist this. You can do anything to her..." The woman strokes her hand along the girls inner thigh, then she gently rubs her white silk panties. The girl blushes and moans, trembling on the floor as she's pleasured. The woman smiles as she looks down at the helpless girl, then she focuses on you as she says. "This concludes the demonstration. If you'd like to continue, you'll have to purchase a slave. Once you make a purchase, I'll be happy to show you many more methods." You see a sly glint in her eyes as she adds. "Perhaps you'd even like me to demonstrate on you?" Your cheeks glow red as you tremble at the thought. You eagerly want to say yes, but you have to focus on your mission. "I... Ummm... I'm going to keep looking around... Thanks for the demonstration." You mumble shyly as you hurry from the store. Are you ready to go to the school? Or do you want to explore another store? [[Tell Mother you're ready to go]] [[The Shoe Store]] [[The Clothing Store]] [[The Bed Store]] [[The Exercise Equipment Store]] [[The Furniture Store]] [[REWIND|Legs]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

She hands you the rope then takes a step back. You move closer to the girl, gripping the rope in your hand. You glance nervously at the woman before you begin. She has such a calm dominant aura, and you already feel yourself craving her approval. You begin carefully looping the rope around the girls chest. You can feel your hands gently shaking as you start to bind her. You take a deep breath and continue. You wrap the rope above and below her breasts, creating the anchor points at her back like you were shown. You then begin running the rope between the girls breasts, isolating and squeezing each soft mound of flesh. It takes you a few minutes before you finally tie the knot. "I think I'm done." You say nervously as you step back. The woman walks around the girl, observing the chest harness. "Very good." She says with a pleased smile. She then motions for you to join her in front of the girl. "The pressure of the ropes makes her breasts more sensitive..." The woman calmly explains. "She can be played with and pleasured in this state." The woman gently runs her hands over the girls breasts, then she gives her nipples a light pinch. The girl gasps, her cheeks blushing bright red. The woman continues fondling her, rolling her breasts around. The girl shudders, gasping and moaning as her bound breasts are groped. "This concludes the demonstration" The woman says as she removes her hands. "If you'd like to continue, you'll have to purchase a slave. Once you make a purchase, I'll be happy to show you many more methods." You see a sly glint in her eyes as she adds. "Perhaps you'd even like me to demonstrate on you?" Your cheeks glow red as you tremble at the thought. You eagerly want to say yes, but you have to focus on your mission. "I... Ummm... I'm going to keep looking around... Thanks for the demonstration." You mumble shyly as you hurry from the store. Are you ready to go to the school? Or do you want to explore another store? [[Tell Mother you're ready to go]] [[The Shoe Store]] [[The Clothing Store]] [[The Bed Store]] [[The Exercise Equipment Store]] [[The Furniture Store]] [[REWIND|Chest]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

She hands you the rope then takes a step back. You move closer to the girl, gripping the rope in your hand. You glance nervously at the woman before you begin. She has such a calm dominant aura, and you already feel yourself craving her approval. You begin by taking the girls arms and guiding them behind her back. She doesn't resist you, she's like a life sized doll that can be moved however you wish. You line up her forearms, then begin wrapping the rope around her wrists. You remember each knot, binding her wrists together, then wrapping more rope around her upper arms, then looping the rope all the way around her chest. It's easier than you thought, you can see now why you've been tied up so many times. After a few minutes you're finally done. You pull the rope tight to finish the knot. Then you look over your shoulder at the woman, eager for her approval. "Walk around her." The woman instructs you. "Observe the bondage from every angle. Ensure it's unescapable." You make a small nod then begin walking around the girl. The rope around her chest goes just above her large breasts, pressing down into the two soft mounds, and the black silk teddy they're held in. You make a satisfied smile as you say. "It's done. She can't escape." The woman comes over and checks your work. She smiles at you as she says. "Excellent work. This concludes the demonstration. If you'd like to continue, you'll have to purchase a slave. Once you make a purchase, I'll be happy to show you many more methods." You see a sly glint in her eyes as she adds. "Perhaps you'd even like me to demonstrate on you?" Your cheeks glow red as you tremble at the thought. You eagerly want to say yes, but you have to focus on your mission. "I... Ummm... I'm going to keep looking around... Thanks for the demonstration." You mumble shyly as you hurry from the store. Are you ready to go to the school? Or do you want to explore another store? [[Tell Mother you're ready to go]] [[The Shoe Store]] [[The Clothing Store]] [[The Bed Store]] [[The Exercise Equipment Store]] [[The Furniture Store]] [[REWIND|Arms]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You glance over your shoulder at the regular furniture on the other side of the room. "What about those?" You ask curiously. "They look pretty normal to me." You see a devious glint in the mans eyes. "Come with me." He says as he stands up. You follow him to the other side of the room. He stops beside a black leather couch. "Many of our customers can't openly display their slaves..." He says as he grips the leather seats. "So they do it secretly." He pulls the lower half of the couch upward, the leather seats all connected to a wooden panel. It swings up to reveal a hidden compartment inside the couch. Inside the compartment a young woman is bound and gagged, the tight bondage keeping her squeezed into a ball. The compartment has a thick foam padding, with a circular section cut out, just big enough for the girl. She's packed in tightly, with a blindfold over her eyes and earplugs in her ears. She makes a soft moan into her ballgag, she can feel the fresh air on her skin, but she's unable to move. "These special pieces of furniture can keep your slaves hidden in plain sight." The man says proudly. You look around at all the regular pieces of furniture, realising that each one of them is secretly a cage for a young woman. "You can invite guests over, have parties, and no-one will ever know that they're sitting on your slave." "Some of our customers even install these in the homes or offices of the missing girls family, putting them right under their nose without them ever realising." You have to stop yourself from shuddering with disgust, imagining a girls parents sitting on a couch without realising their missing daughter is trapped inside. He lowers the leather seats down, the wooden panel making a firm click as the compartment is sealed shut. "So..." He says with a warm smile. "Would you like to make a purchase?" You shake your head and back away as you reply. "Thanks... But I'm going to keep looking around." Are you ready to go to the school? Or do you want to explore another store? [[Tell Mother you're ready to go]] [[The Shoe Store]] [[The Clothing Store]] [[The Bed Store]] [[The Exercise Equipment Store]] [[The Art Store]] [[REWIND|The Furniture Store]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"So..." Mother asks as she drives you down another long paved road. "Are you impressed yet?" You take a second to think then you reply. "I am. You've modernised the slave trade. Made this whole experience feel like... going to the mall. Everything's so pleasant and well presented. You could almost forget that these girls had lives before they were brought here." Mother nods eagerly as she replies. "I'm glad you can appreciate our founders vision. He knew that there was a great potential for new customers in the slave trade. But the people with money were being put off by the criminal gangs they had to deal with." "There's no danger here, no unnecessary violence. You can shop here in absolute safety." You clench your fists as you force yourself to keep smiling. The road bends to the left and you pass a sign that reads 'OBEDIENCE SCHOOL'. You look down the road, seeing a large brick building past another gate. It reminds you a little of the boarding school you went to. Except there's only one building instead of three, and instead of a clocktower there's another statue of the founder in front of the school. The gate slides open and you drive pass more armed guards. The road goes in a circle around the statue. Mother parks by the large wooden front doors. You step out of the car and slam the door shut. "The new arrivals will still be in their orientation class. I'll take you there." Mother says before walking toward the front doors. She pushes them open and you follow her inside. Once again you're struck by how normal this all looks. The floors are polished and shiny, there are rows of lockers, sunlight streams in through the glass windows. Mother begins leading you down a hallway, her shoes making a soft tap on the floor. Then a bell rings, and young women begin flooding out into the halls, all of them dressed in skimpy school uniforms. [[CONTINUE|School]] [[REWIND|Tell Mother you're ready to go]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

CHAPTER 5. BACK TO SCHOOL Many of them blend in perfectly as schoolgirls, whilst many others are clearly too old to be wearing such uniforms. Each uniform consists of a blue pleated skirt, a white blouse and blue tie, along with a pair of shiny black school shoes. Some of the girls wear fluffy white socks, whilst others wear pantyhose. Mother makes a pleased smile as the girls move carefully around you, making sure they give you both enough room to walk down the hall. You see doors opening and closing as the girls go to their classes. They all have calm smiles and a mindless look behind their eyes, every girl in this school has been brainwashed. You turn a corner and continue down another hallway. Then Mother stops by one of the classroom doors. "She'll be right in here..." Mother says before knocking at the door. She waits for a second, then enters. You follow behind her, walking into a traditional classroom with wooden desks and a blackboard. Rows of newly arrived schoolgirls sit at their desks, looking intently toward their teacher. The word 'OBEDIENCE' is written in big chalk letters on the blackboard. A woman in a tight skirt and a white blouse is at the front of the class, she holds a long yardstick ruler in her hand. "Mother..." The teacher says with a small smile. "What can I do for you?" Mother motions to you and says. "One of your new girls caught a customers eye. Her education will have to be fully completed of course. But she's going to make a purchase now." The teacher looks amused as she replies. "A purchase before they've even grauduated? This must be a record. Very well, just point her out." Mother gives you a small nod and you step forward. Your eyes scan across the room. You wish you could rescue all of them, but you focus on Stacy. You lock eyes with her, she's sitting right at the back, dressed in the same tight school uniform as all the others. [[CONTINUE|Stacy School]] [[REWIND|Arrive School]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

For a moment you wonder if she'll recognise you, but she doesn't react, her mindless smile unmoving. Mother pauses, taking a second to think before saying. "I didn't realise she was the one you wanted... She's one of our premium slaves, she was a supermodel before we captured her. Just so you're aware, she'll come with a very high price tag." You make a determined look as you reply. "I don't care about the price. I want her." Mother's hesitation disappears and she makes a pleased smile. "If you insist." She reaches into her pocket and takes out a small electronic device. She taps on the touch screen, bringing it to life as she says. "You can enter your bank details right now and we'll get the process started." You feel a tension in your chest. You didn't realise she would expect the payment immediately. "No." You quickly reply. "I want some time alone with her first. You can't expect me to spend so much money without trying her out first." You see a small flicker of annoyance in Mother's eyes, but she quickly hides it. "I suppose that's only fair..." She sighs as she slips the device back into her pocket. "But this isn't how we normally do things. I'll give you thirty minutes with her in one of the dorm rooms, then I'll expect your payment." She looks to the teacher and says "Sorry to disrupt your class. We'll have her back soon." The teacher makes an understanding smile, then she looks sternly to Stacy and points her yardstick at her. "Slave. Go with them and obey their commands." Her voice is loud and sends a shiver through you, reminding you of the strict teachers you had at boarding school. Stacy stands up and walks down the rows of desks. She looks stunning in her school uniform, the crisp white blouse tight to her chest, the short skirt displaying her long supple legs. A plastic blue headband keeps her gleaming blonde hair tucked neatly behind her slender shoulders. Her lips are painted a glossy pink, her cheeks given a light rosy blush. You feel a surge of guilt as you look into her mindless eyes. [[CONTINUE|Stacy Alone]] [[REWIND|School]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"You certainly have good taste." Mother says as she strokes her hand against Stacy's cheek. "The dorm rooms are upstairs. I'll take you there." She apologises again to the teacher, then leads you out of the room. The halls are quiet now, your footsteps making a soft echo on the wooden floorboards. You walk alongside Stacy, both of you following behind Mother. You go up a flight of stairs to the next floor, then down another long hallway. You pass by multiple closed doors, before Mother stops in front of one. "This one's unoccupied." She says as she opens the door. You step inside, seeing a double bed with freshly made sheets to your left, a window directly in front of you, and a wooden desk against the wall to your right. Through the window you can see the green luscious grass that makes up the school grounds. Past the grounds there's another tall fence with barbed wire running along the top of it. Beyond that there's just more jungle, thick and impenetrable. "Half an hour." Mother reminds you as she guides Stacy into the room. She then closes the door and you hear a lock being turned. You let out a heavy sigh. Then you rush forward and wrap your arms around Stacy. "I'm so sorry." You moan softly as you hug her. "I was supposed to protect you and I..." You lean your head back, looking into her blank stare. "Stacy? You know who I am, right?" She makes a small nod and replies happily. "Yes, you're Emily Lockwood." You unwrap your arms from her torso and ask. "Why didn't you tell them who I was?" She seems mildly confused as she replies in her cheery tone. "I only speak when given permission or asked a direct question. At all other times I am to remain quiet and obedient. I am a slave and I belong to Enslavement Inc..." Before she can finish you interrupt her. "Okay that's enough. I get it." You look over your shoulder at the window. Should you try to escape, or should you wait in the bedroom with Stacy? [[Try to escape through the window]] [[Wait in the bedroom]] [[REWIND|Stacy School]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You walk over to the window and push it up. You lean forward, resting your hands on the window frame. You feel a warm breeze as you poke your head outside. You look to your right, seeing a drainpipe running next to the window, going from the ground to the roof. "Okay..." You say with a nervous smile. You then lean back and turn to Stacy. "We're going to climb down the drainpipe, then escape into the jungle." Stacy smiles blankly at you as she replies. "I'm not supposed to leave the school." In a stern voice you reply. "You're supposed to obey me, right?" Stacy nods and replies. "Yes, but..." Before she can finish you say. "Well I'm telling you to climb down the drainpipe with me. So obey my commands and lt's go." You turn and begin leaning out the window again. You hear Stacy coming up behind you. You begin moving forward, resting your knee on the window frame and reaching for the pipe. Then suddenly you feel Stacy's grip on the back of your blouse. She pulls you back into the room, then her arms smoothly wrap around your neck. She locks in a tight chokehold and starts to squeeze. "Whhht rrrr yuuu dnnngg..." You moan in a strained voice as you struggle to breathe. Your hands slap and push at her arms, your legs kicking up from the floor as she chokes you. "You didn't let me finish." Stacy says in her happy mindless voice. "I have to obey your commands, unless you try to break the rules. Then I have to knock you out and inform a teacher." You can feel the firm pressure on your throat. Your face turns red as your eyes start to water. You make a dry wheezing sound, your body trembling as you fail to break free. "Just go to sleep." Stacy says calmly as she knocks you out. Your eyes flutter closed, your body slowly going limp. You let out a weak moan, then everything goes black. "There we go." Stacy says as she turns and drops you onto the bed, your limp form making a small bounce before it comes to a stop. [[CONTINUE|School END]] [[REWIND|Stacy Alone]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You walk over to the bed and sit down, your bottom making a soft thump on the mattress. Stacy watches you calmly, awaiting her next command. You pat the bed and say. "Sit next to me, Stacy." She happily complies, hurrying over to you and sitting down. She rests her hands in her lap, her thighs pressing together. "So... You still have all of your memories?" You ask curiously. She nods and tells you that she does. "And you have to tell me the truth?" Another nod. A small smile creeps along your lips as you get an idea. "Okay... I want you to tell me... Why were you being so mean to me when I was trying to protect you? Why do you still act so... entitled?" Stacy blinks as she considers your question, then she replies in the same happy, mindless tone. "It's easier to act like that. Being nice makes you vulnerable, people try to use you or take advantage of you. The girl I was in high school, she's just a character that keeps me safe. When you arrived at my house, I could see how miserable you were. Everyone looks down on me, even my own parents think modelling is a waste of time. They haven't come to a single one of my fashion shows. I thought you'd be different, I wanted us to be friends, maybe even like sisters. Lynda is like a mother to me after all. But I could see you were dreading spending time with me. So I just... started playing my character again. It's easy. It's safe." You feel your eyes become watery as you say. "I wasn't... dreading..." Then you stop yourself, knowing that's not true. You remember your attitude when you arrived. You hated the idea of spending time with her, and she could see it in your eyes. You never once thought how that would make Stacy feel. "I'm sorry, Stacy." You sigh as you hang your head. "I'm going to get you out of here." You go silent for a few minutes, trying to clear your head. You then look at Stacy and ask. "Is there any way to break your brainwashing?" She opens her mouth to answer. Then suddenly there's a loud booming noise in the distance. It's so loud it rattles the window, you see leaves on the trees outside fluttering. Your eyes widen as you look at the window. Then there's a much louder boom and the whole building shakes. [[CONTINUE|School Basement]] [[REWIND|Stacy Alone]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

The door is unlocked and flung open. Mother comes marching into the room, her expression more stern and serious. "I'm sorry but you'll have to come with me. There's an ongoing incident on the island." Mother say as she walks toward you. "What's going on?" You ask in a concerned tone. "I heard an explosion." She puts her hand against your back, guiding you to the door as she replies. "It's unclear at this time. But for your safety I think it would be best if we go to the basement." You have to fight the urge to smile, knowing that Rachel's mission has been successful. Mother glances over her shoulder and says. "Slave. You'll have to come with us." "All the classrooms are under lockdown and you can't stay here alone." Stacy eagerly hops off of the bed and hurries after you. "If you're being attacked I'd much rather just go back to my plane and leave." You angrily as Mother takes you downstairs. She keeps her hand firmly against your lower back as she guides you along, walking quickly and forcing you to match her pace. "I'm afraid I can't allow that." She replies without missing a step. "Customer safety is of the utmost concern, and you'll be most safe in the basement." You decide not to break character for now. This school is surrounded by armed guards so it's better to play along until the marines arrive. She leads you to a metal door and opens it. You go down a long flight of wooden steps, arriving in a large grey basement. You see a few school supplies stacked up along the walls, but it's mostly empty. Mother let's Stacy in, then she closes the door and follows you down the steps. "How long do we have to be in here?" You sigh impatiently as you walk a little further ino the room, your footsteps making a soft tapping noise on the hard concrete floor. "I don't think this will take too long..." Mother replies. Then she looks to Stacy and says. "Hold her." [[CONTINUE|Basement]] [[REWIND|Wait in the bedroom]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

Stacy immediately begins advancing on you with a calm smile. "What are you doing? Stop..." You say nervously as you begin backing away from her. She suddenly lunges forward and grabs your arm, yanking you closer to her. Then she slips behind you and wraps her arms around you. Your arms are pinned to your sides, your slender form trapped in a tight bearhug. Stacy holds you from behind, making you face Mother. "Let me go!" You moan angrily as you struggle in Stacy's firm grip. "I can't do that." Stacy says happily in her mindless voice. "Mother is the highest authority on the island. I obey her above all others." She then squeezes you a little tighter and you make a pained shudder as you struggle to breathe. "I had guards posted by your plane. They're not answering their radios. Isn't that curious?" Mother asks with a stern look as she walks toward you. "I assume it's another agent causing all that noise. Who do you work for?" You're tired of pretending and you glare at Mother as you reply. "It doesn't matter. This whole place is going to be shut down..." She suddenly slaps you across the face, rocking your head to the side. "Oh!" You let out a feminine moan, your cheek stinging from the impact. "Before I came to work here, I was a professional dominatrix for over twenty years..." Mother says calmly. "During that time, I realised I could make a lot more money by kidnapping and selling my female clients." She reaches out and grips your chin, holding your head in place. "Before I would sell them, I would force them to give me all their banking information, so I could drain their accounts. I had many methods for extracting this information. I found the most effective method to also be the simplest." With her other hand she begins pressing her thumb to your right temple, applying a firm pressure then a slow circular massaging motion. You feel a tension in your head, then what feels like an electric shock going through your brain. "Ahhh..." You moan weakly, your eyes fluttering. "Just a simple pressure point." Mother coos. "But it has an incredible effect on the subjects brain. Don't you agree?" [[CONTINUE|Interrogation]] [[REWIND|School Basement]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You feel an increasing pressure on your brain. Your skull feels tight, as if it's going to break in half. You grit your teeth, moaning as your body trembles in pain. Then her thumb pushes a little harder against your temple, the massaging circular motion forcing it's way deeper. You feel the tension melt out of your head, a warm tingle running down your spine. You feel her activating the pressure point, making your whole body feel numb. "Ohhh... Ahhh..." You whimper softly, your eyes becoming dazed and listless. She continues massaging her thumb against the side of your head, keeping you in this dream like state. "Who do you work for?" She asks in a calm, motherly tone. "The... AKA..." You sigh softly, the words slipping from your lips, your brain too fuzzy to hold them in. "How many agents were on that plane?" Mother asks as she looks into your dizzy eyes. "Just... two... Me and Rachel..." Your mouth feels so numb you can barely speak, the words slow and sleepy. "What is Rachel's mission?" You make a slow blink as you sigh. "Disable... all air defences... then wait for backup..." You see Mother's expression become more angry, her brow furrowing as her eyes narrow. "And you were just the distraction..." She mutters under her breath. She then smiles coldly as she says. "Thank you for your help." She removes her thumb and the tingling sensation in your spine begins to fade away. You shake your head, trying to clear your senses. You can still feel a light throbbing in the nerve cluster in the side of your head. You squeeze your eyes shut, trying to focus. "We'll have to evacuate the island immediately." Mother sighs. "And you, will have to be dealt with. You've seen too much..." You open your eyes and look at her, seeing a cold murderous intent. "Stacy... let me go right now!" You moan angrily as you struggle in her strong grip. You need to try and get through to Stacy. Should you try to fight her, or try to talk to her? [[Try to fight her]] [[Try to talk to her]] [[REWIND|Basement]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"I'm really sorry about this." You sigh as you lean your head forward. You then slam your head backward into Stacy's face. You both moan and Stacy stumbles backward, losing her grip of you. Mother lunges forward to try and restrain you. But you shoot your foot out at her, kicking her in the chest. Your foot hits the centre of her chest, the front kick sending her tumbling to the floor. You can hear Stacy trying to come up behind you again. You spin around, your foot snapping high in the air in a roundhouse kick. You hit Stacy in the side of the head and she collapses to the ground, her eyes fluttering closed. "Wait..." You say as she starts to go limp. "Don't pass out. We need to g..." Mother tackles into you, sending you crashing into a nearby pile of boxes. You both fall to the floor as boxes tumble from the pile. The boxes make a hard thud, narrowly missing you as you wrestle with Mother. You roll around on the floor in a messy catfight. She slowly overpowers you, her more womanly frame taking a dominant position. She pins you down, holding your slender wrists to the floor. You moan and toss your head side to side, wriggling underneath her. "Why would they ever hire a girl like you?" Mother says with a cruel smile as she sits firmly on top of you, straddling your midsection, the white skirt of her uniform sliding up her thighs. "I see a hundred girls like you every day, coming and going, brainwashed and sold. Look at you... so delicate... so helpless..." You make a squirming motion as you try to free yourself, your hips trying to buck up from the floor. Her full weight is pressing down into your midsection, her shapely rump squashing you into the floor. "Look into my eyes..." She says soothingly as she lowers her head down, her eyes widening. "Don't try to look away. No more fighting. No more struggling. Just relax and look deep into my eyes." You look up into her eyes, becoming transfixed. "N... No... Stop..." You moan weakly. Mother smiles as she continues. "That's it. You can't fight me. You don't want to fight me. You want to relax. You want to fall into a deep relaxing trance..." [[CONTINUE|Stacy Rescue]] [[REWIND|Interrogation]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"Stacy you don't want to do this!" You moan loudly. "We're friends! Please let me go! You have to fight your brainwashing!" Stacy remains silent, her arms unmoving from their locked in position around you. "Please, Stacy! She's going to kill me!" Mother lets out an amused laugh and shakes her head. "Did you really think that was going to work? Our brainwashing isn't so easily broken." She steps closer to you, reaching for your head. "Stacy! Let me go!" You make one last desperate plea. Then Mother starts to hypnotise you. She places her hands either side of your head, holding you in place. Her fingers press to your temples, making a slow massaging motion. You feel her activating the pressure points. You feel a warmth spreading through your head, your panicked thoughts slowly melting away. "Look into my eyes." Mother says in a firm tone, her eyes staring deep into your soul. "Don't look away. You cannot resist me. You will fall under my power. Look into my eyes and listen to the sound of my voice. You are so weak. So helpless. You are falling deeper and deeper under my control..." You try to turn your head, but she won't let you. The rhythmic motions of her fingers makes it so hard to form any coherent thoughts. Her hypnotic gaze is so mesmerising, her voice so soothing and easy to listen to. The room begins to dim, the light fading until you can only see Mother's eyes. Her eyes seem larger now, like two bright spotlights casting down on you. "That's it. Submit to me. Submit to my power. Deep in trance. Deeply hypnotized. You have no control. You are my hypnotized puppet, and you will obey me." A blank stare settles over your feminine features. Your body goes limp in Stacy's arms. You stand completely still, looking into Mother's eyes with a mindless expression. [[CONTINUE|Hypno M END]] [[REWIND|Interrogation]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"Falling deeper and deeper under my contr... AHH!!" She's suddenly struck in the back of the head. She rolls to the side, falling off of you and crumpling to the floor. You look up Stacy, who's holding a heavy book with both hands. She tosses it over to the pile of boxes nearby where she found it. Then she puts her hands on her hips and says angrily. "I can't believe you headbutted me! That really hurt!" You make a relieved smile and hop to your feet. Then you instantly hug Stacy. "You're welcome." She sighs as you hug her. "I'm so happy you're back to normal." You say as you squeeze her tightly. "Really?" She replies. "Because it seemed like you were having fun making me admit all that embarrassing stuff." You unwrap your arms and lean back as you reply. "You remember that?" She crosses her arms and says "Yes, and don't you dare tell anyone I said all of that. Now, can we go already? You're supposed to be rescuing me, right?" You take a deep breath then reply. "Okay, it sounds like Rachel's completed her mission. So we just need to get back to the airfield on the other side of the island. The marines will be landing there, we're not safe until they arrive." You hurr over to Mother and reach into her pocket, taking the keys to the electric car. You then grab Stacy's hand and begin pulling her to the stairs as you say. "Let's go." The two of you hurry up the stairs to the metal door. You unlock the door and step out into the hallway. You look around cautiously, then you begin leading Stacy down the hallway. You can feel your heart beating heavily in your chest. The school is eerily quiet, your footsteps sounding much louder in the vast silence. You turn a corner and see the front doors, the car is parked right outside. You start to walk toward it, then you hear behind you. "There you are." You turn around, seeing the teacher from the induction class. She's walking toward you, her heels clicking on the floor, her hips swaying in her tight black skirt. "The school is on lockdown. What are you doing out here? Where's Mother?" [[Try to talk your way out of this]] [[Try to run to the front doors]] [[REWIND|Try to fight her]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You let go of Stacy's hand as you reply nervously. "Mother said I could leave... I just bought this slave so she belongs to me now..." The teacher continues walking toward you, her stern expression remaining unchanged. She stops in front of you, the tall shapely blonde looming over you as she puts her hands on her hips. "The school is on lockdown." She says in a stern tone, her pose radiating authority as she looks down at you. "No-one is allowed to leave." You try to back away but she reaches out and grabs you both by the arm, holding you in place. "You're both coming with me..." You grab her wrist and reply firmly. "No. We're not." You twist her wrist to the side, forcing her to let you go. "Ah!" She moans in pain. "How dare you!" She lets go of Stacy, then with her free hand she suddenly karate chops you in the side of the neck. "Oh!" You moan as you feel your body trembling, your legs going weak. The firm chop hit a cluster of nerves, making you drop to your knees. "Emily!" Stacy gasps as she reaches out for you. The teacher grabs her and holds her in place as she says. "Don't worry. You'll be joining her." She then karate chops Stacy in the nect as well. Stacy makes a soft moan and drops down to her knees beside you. The teacher smiles as she looks down at you. She then grabs you both by the hair and pulls you to your feet. You both moan and wince as she forces you to stand, both of you getting up shakily with a dazed look. She keeps her grip of your hair, pausing for a moment, then slamming your heads together. There's a hard thud and you both instantly pass out. She quickly leans down, wrapping her arms around you. She pulls you over her left shoulder, and Stacy over her right. You both flop into place, your eyes fluttering closed. She then stands up straight, hoisting you both into the air. She runs her hands up the back of your legs, then she gives you both a firm spank before she carries you away. [[CONTINUE|Teacher END]] [[REWIND|Stacy Rescue]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You look to Stacy with a serious expression and say. "Run." The two of you take off, sprinting down the hallway. "Stop!" You hear the teacher yelling after you. She's not dressed for running in her tight skirt and high heels. You hear her walking at a fast pace, but she can't catch up to you. Stacy runs alongside you, her school skirt fluttering against her thighs. You both make it to the front doors at the same time and push them open. "Get in." You say to Stacy as you run straight to the car. Just as you open the drivers side door you hear an alarm going off through the school. The loud blaring siren hurts your ears and you wince with a frightened expression. "Let's go, Emily!" Stacy yells as she gets in the passengers seat and slams the door shut. You get into the drivers seat and put the key in the ignition. You can see armed guards in their white uniforms running toward you. "Keep your head down." You say to Stacy before slamming your foot on the accelerator pedal. You drive around the statue then down the long path to the front gate. It only takes a few seconds before you hear heavy thuds hitting the car. "They said I was expensive!! Why are they shooting at us!!" Stacy shrieks as she buries her head down between her thighs. You lean down just enough so you can still keep your eyes on the road. You hear more bullets hitting the car, then the back windshield explodes in a shower of glass. "Drive faster, Emily!" Stacy shrieks in a high pitched tone. You see the gate starting to roll closed, they're trying to keep you on the school grounds. You keep your foot pressed down, the car picking up speed. The gate almost closes right in front of you. But you make it through the narrow gap, the two sides scraping along your car and breaking off one of the wing mirrors. You drive down the winding road, going through the jungle once again. Then you let out a worried sigh as you see a sign that reads. 'WELCOME TO OBEDIENCE TOWN!' [[CONTINUE|TOWN RETURN]] [[REWIND|Stacy Rescue]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

CHAPTER 6. ESCAPE You just have to get through the town, then past the first facility you arrived at. You turn a corner on the paved road and realise how difficult that will be. The gate that leads to the town is closed. There are four armed guards standing by the gate. You don't know what to do, so you just keep your foot pressed down. You speed down the road, the car going faster and faster. The guards yell at you to stop, then they open fire. Bullets ping off of the hood of the car. Then they start to slam through the windshield. You lean down lower, feeling small shards of glass showering down onto you. Suddenly there's a loud bang as they shoot out the front tyre at the right side of the car. You struggle to keep the car under control, gripping the steering wheel as the broken rubber spins round and round. The car begins veering left and right, but you manage to keep it on the road. You drive straight at the guards, forcing them to dive out of the way. Then you collide with the steel wire gate. The speeding car breaks the it apart, sending it crumbling to the side. You shoot into the town, losing all control of the car. You drive down the short road into the town square. You crash through a hedge, then a flowerbed, going through the small park in the centre of town. You tear up the grass then slam into the statue in the centre. The impact jerks you forward, the seatbelt tightening to your chest. A line of smoke is rising from the engine, the front of the car is bent around the base of the statue. You lean back in your seat, breathing heavily as you feel the buzz of adrenaline. You then look through the shattered windshield. The gate on the other side of the town is closed, there are more armed guards blocking your escape. Stacy finally lifts her head up from her knees and moans. "We're trapped in here! What are we going to do?" You look around desperately. You could try hiding in one of the stores. Or you could try to escape into the jungle. What do you want to do, Emily? [[Hide in the Shoe Store]] [[Hide in the Clothing Store]] [[Hide in the Bed Store]] [[Hide in the Exercise Equipment Store]] [[Hide in the Art Store]] [[Hide in the Furniture Store]] [[Try to escape into the jungle]] [[REWIND|Try to run to the front doors]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You look to your right, you're pretty sure the airfield is that way. You can see an alleyway between two of the stores, at the end of the alley is the fence that goes around the town. "Come on..." You say to Stacy as you unbuckle your seatbelt. "We're going through that alley between the two buildings over there." You get out of the car and Stacy follows after you. The two of you run across the town square, then down the alley. You reach the fence and look up at the barbed wire. You then look down at the ground. The concrete floor stops just before the fence, it's just dirt and tangled weeds at your feet. You drop down to your knees and start to dig with both hands. "We need to make a small gap to squeeze through." You say as you begin scooping out the dirt. Stacy crosses her arms and watches you, then you look up at her and raise your eyebrows. "Okay fine." She sighs tiredly as she drops to her knee. You work together to dig a large enough hole under the fence. "I think that's enough..." You start to say, then at the other end of the alley you hear a loud yell. "I found them! They're down here!" You look over your shoulder, seeing armed guards at the far end of the alleyway, one of them pointing in your direction. "Go! Now!" You yell at Stacy as you push her toward the hole. She wriggles under it, her slender frame only just squeezing through. "They're getting away!" You hear a guard yell, their loud footsteps getting closer as they run toward you. As soon as Stacy's through you get down on your stomach and begin crawling under the fence. You briefly get stuck, the curve of your rump snagging on the fence. You moan angrily as you try to push yourself through. Then Stacy grabs your arm and yanks you through the hole. "Thanks" You say as you brush yourself off. You both run into the jungle, disappearing into the thick foliage as the guards yell after you. Then you hear a beeping noise on your wrist. You forgot all about the braclet, it's starting to flash red. [[CONTINUE|Jungle Run]] [[REWIND|TOWN RETURN]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"We can hide in here." You say to Stacy as you grab her hand. You run across the town square and enter the shoe store. You close the door behind you and lock it, then you lead Stacy to the back of the room. "We'll hide in the back." You say as you take her past a padded chair and shelves of shoes. Just as you reach the door it suddenly swings open. A woman in a red dress stes out. She's holding a met aerosol can. Before you can react she points the can at you. She presses down on the top of the can, spraying out a long burst of a misty gas. The white mist sprays right into your face. Both you and Stacy stumble backward, coughing and moaning as your eyes start to flutter. The woman puts the can down, then calmly adjusts her designer glasses. Her green eyes focus on you, a pleased smile spreading across her lips. "I've been on my feet all day..." She sighs softly. "I think I need a massage..." She claps her hands together and says "Girls! There are intruders in our store!" Three young women in skimpy white dresses come rushing out. The woman sits down on the padded chair, resting in a comfortable position. The girls grab you and Stacy, forcing you down to your knees in front of the woman. You're too dazed to resist them. You can feel the gas in your lungs, making you dizzy and weak. The girls keep you on your knees, your glassy eyes looking down at the womans feet. "Take off my shoes." She says in a soothing tone as she points one of her red high heels at you. "N... No..." You moan sleepily as you shake your head. "You want to leave, don't you? You want to escape? Well I'm not letting you go until you worship my feet." Your head feels all fuzzy, you can't think straight. You look at her glistening high heel, then you let out a defeated sigh. "Okay..." You mumble softly. Then you take her high heel and slowly slip it off of her foot. "Good girl." She says with a small laugh as she wriggles her toes freely. "Now it's your turn. Take off my other shoe." She says to Stacy, pointing her other foot at her. Stacy makes a slow, sleepy nod. Then she slips off her other red high heel. "Now, girls... worship my feet." [[CONTINUE|Shoe END]] [[REWIND|TOWN RETURN]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"Come on! We'll hide in here!" You say to Stacy as you grab her hand. You run across the town square. Then you push the door open to the clothing store. You step inside and the door closes behind you. The curtains to the store window are drawn, and the lights are off. It's pitch black inside and you struggle to see. You keep your grip on Stacy's hand as you lead her through the room. "There's a door at the back..." You start to say to Stacy. Then you suddenly hear her let out a loud muffled moan. "MMMPPHH!!!" You let go of her hand and spin round. In the darkness you can see a man with his arms wrapped around Stacy. He has a damp cloth pressed to her mouth and nose. She struggles and squirms in his strong grip, unable to free herself. "Stacy!" You gasp with a shocked look. Before you can help her you're grabbed from behind as well. It's a woman, her slender arms wrapping around you. "Hey!... Mmmppphhhh!!!" She quickly presses a cloth to your face, forcing you to inhale the chemical scent of chloforom. You try to pull her arms away from you, but with every breath you become weaker and weaker. You feel yourself starting to fade. Your body is becoming so heavy, you can barely keep your eyes open. You can see Stacy opposite you, her body has gone limp, she leans back into the arms of her attacker. You can see the man start to grope her breasts, his free hand grabbing and squeezing her bosom. "Mmmpphh..." You moan weakly into the cloth, your eyes fluttering closed. The chloroform is just too strong, pulling you down into the darkness. You take one last breath, your chest rising and falling. Then everything goes black as you fade away. "I think it's time for a little roleplay..." The mans words are the last thing you hear. Your limp body is slowly lowered down. Then the woman begins to undress you, carefully peeling off your clothes. [[CONTINUE|Clothing END]] [[REWIND|TOWN RETURN]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"Let's hide in here!" You say as you grab Stacy's hand. You run across the town square, pulling Stacy along with you. You run to the door and quickly push it open. You enter the bed store, closing the door behind you and locking it. You can smell a pleasing floral scent in the air and soothing music is playing from hidden speakers. "We'll hide in the back." You say as you keep you grip on Stacy's hand. You walk past multiple beds on display, going toward a door at the back of the room. You make it halfway across the room when the door opens. Five young women come walking out. They're all dressed in skimpy pyjama shorts and tight fitting t-shirts. Their pyjamas are all different colours, each girl bright and beautiful. "The intruders are here..." One of the girls says with a growing smile. You come to a halt, looking at them with a worried expression. "We should keep them here until our mistress gets back." Another girl says. "Awww. They look so frightened." One of the girls giggles with a devilish grin. "We're not going to hurt you..." Both you and Stacy turn and try to run to the door. But the girls easily catch up to you. They run after you, their feet making a soft slap on the floor. Three of them grab you and pull you onto one of the nearby beds. While the other two girls grab Stacy and drag her onto a seperate bed. "Get off me!" You moan as the girls pile on top of you. They giggle teasingly as they hold you down. Two of them hold your arms to the bed, keeping you pinned to the soft sheets. The third girl lies on top of you, her warm body pressing into yours. "Relax..." She says softly as she looks down into your eyes. "I told you... We're not going to hurt you..." She then leans down and kisses you on the lips. "Mmmmm..." You moan against her lips, unable to resist her. The other two girls begin kissing you as well, their lips pressing to your neck. You shudder with pleasure, your body pulsing with warmth. The kiss continues for a long time, then the two girls either side of you begin turning your head so they can take turns kissing you on the lips. [[CONTINUE|Bed Store END]] [[REWIND|TOWN RETURN]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"Come on! We'll hide in here!" You say to Stacy as you grab her hand. You race toward the exercise equipment store, quickly pushing open the door and shutting it firmly behind you. Along each wall there are racks with exercise equipment. In the centre of the large room is a boxing ring. You begin leading Stacy around the boxing ring, toward a door at the back of the room. Before you can reach the door the lights suddenly switch off, bathing you in darkness. Loud music starts to play, booming through the room. "It's time for the main event!" You hear a mans voice through hidden speakers. Then you hear the sound of a bell ringing. The lights switch on and a tall muscular man is right in front of you. He has three girls with him, enslaved young woman each dressed in a pink leotard. The girls all have cruel smiles, each of them are wearing pink boxing glves to match their shiny leotards. He grabs you before you can react. His hand shoots out, gripping your throat. His other hand grabs your crotch, then he lifts you into the air, holding you above his head. "Put me down!" You moan angrily as you wriggle your legs. He carries you toward the ring, then he throws you through the ropes. You slam down onto the mat, rolling a few times before coming to a stop. You can hear Stacy letting out pained moans. You push yourself to your feet, looking over at her. The three girls have her surrounded. They're each taking a turn punching her, knocking her back and forth in a tight circle. You can hear the soft thump as their boxing gloves slam into her face, then Stacy's girlish moan as she staggers into another punch. You try to get out of the ring, but the large man is already stepping through the ropes. He blocks your path, grinning as he looks down at you. "Let's see how flexible you are." He says as he cracks his knuckles. Your eyes widen with fear and you start to back away, his shadow looming over you as he advances. [[CONTINUE|Exercise END]] [[REWIND|TOWN RETURN]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"We'll hide in here!" You say to Stacy as you grab her hand. You run across the town square and enter the art store. Inside the store dozens of pictures hang in exquisite frames on the walls. Each picture is in black and white, and each picture displays a woman in a different form of bondage. As soon as you enter the store the door automatically closes and locks behind you. A worried gasp escapes your lips as you turn and look at the locked door. You then hear a door at the back of the room opening. A woman in a red chinese dress comes walking out. The dress is made of a soft silk, with a golden flower pattern running down it. It's tight to her body, with a long slit down the left side, display her lean legs. Her dark hair is tied into a bun, the vibrant strands kept firmly in place. In her hands she holds a few neatly coiled lengths of rope. She smiles calmly at you and speaks in a soothing tone, with a hint of an asian accent. "I'm going to bind you now. Both of you will be made into beautiful pieces of art. Do not try to resist me, you cannot escape." She then begins to walk toward you. Her firm stare makes you feel like you're frozen to the spot. Your eyes tremble as she gets closer and closer. You look past her, to the door at the back of the room. You grip Stacy's hand and run around the woman. You run to the door and try to pull it open, but it's locked, you're trapped inside the store. The woman suddenly comes up behind you and pinches a cluster of nerves in the side of your neck. "Ah!" You let out a shocked moan as you feel your body go numb. It feels like you're paralysed, the muscles in your limbs have instantly stopped responding. You crumple to the floor as she gives Stacy the same quick nerve pinch. Stacy moans and collapses on top of you, your bodies making a neat pile at the woman's feet. "The paralysis will only last a few minutes..." She explains calmly. Then she drops the lengths of rope next to you. "But your bondage will last much longer than that." [[CONTINUE|Art END]] [[REWIND|TOWN RETURN]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"Come on!" You say as you take Stacy's hand. You run toward the furniture store, crossing the town square. You push open the door and hurry inside. The left side of the store is empty. The right side of the store has regular couches and armchairs, spaced evenly apart. The large room is brightly lit, with calming music playing. You look around nervously as you take Stacy to the back of the room. You walk past the furniture, approaching a door at the back. You reach for it and turn the handle. You open the door, revealing a long hallway. You let out a small sigh of relief. "We can hide back here..." You start to say to Stacy, then you hear her let out a shocked gasp. You spin round to see a young man standing behind her, he's wearing black trousers and a white shirt. He's pushing a syringe into the side of her neck, injecting her with some unknown chemical. "No!" You gasp as he pulls the needle out. You rush toward him and try to punch him. You see a calm smirk on his lips. He catches your wrist and spins you around, then he pushes the needle into the side of your neck. "Ah!!" You moan as you feel the sharp sting of the needle piercing your soft skin. It sinks into your neck as he quickly injects you, then he pulls the syringe out and tosses it aside. You feel a strange tingling sensation going through your bloodstream. You turn and back away from him, rubbing your neck. "What was that?" You moan in a frightened voice. "What did you do to me?!" He smiles as he walks toward you. "You broke into my store." He replies calmly. "So now you're going to stay here. I've been needing some new pieces of furniture." You can see Stacy starting to panic, her chest heaving up and down. "Emily..." She moans softly. "My arms and legs... They... they feel stiff..." You're starting to feel it too, it's becoming harder and harder to move your body. [[CONTINUE|Furniture END]] [[REWIND|TOWN RETURN]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"The gaps too small! I can't get through!" You hear one of the guards yell, his voice echoing through the jungle. Then the sounds of the guards fades away as you go deeper into the wild terrain. It's impossible to see where you're going out here, there are large plants and hanging vines, tall tropical trees and thick bushes blocking you at every turn. You weave your way through the dense jungle, a few of the spiky bushes tearing small holes in your blouse. "What's that beeping noise?" Stacy asks as she runs alongside you. With a nervous glance you look down at your wrist. The red light is flashing faster and faster, the beeping becoming more rapid. "We need to get back to a road. The jungle is off limits to guests." You reply as you try not to panic. "How are we going to do that? Do you even know where we are?" Stacy replies, her panic on full display. "Just keep going." You say breathlessly as you continue to run. A few minutes pass, the beeping noise constantly in your ears. You see a clearing ahead of you and you feel a glimmer of hope. Then you break out from the jungle onto a large stretch of green grass. The grass goes up to the edge of a cliff. There's a steep drop, then just more jungle. You're at an elevated position, in the distance you can see the airfield and the road that leads to it, but you'll never make it in time. Beyond the airfield you can see the glistening ocean, the bright sun reflecting off of it's blue surface. Your skin is glossy and moist, your chest aches. You hurry toward the edge of the cliff and look down. There's no safe way to go down, you're trapped up here. You breath heavily, then let out a deep sigh. "Stacy... Stay back." You say softly, your voice trembling as you back away from her. "This thing on my wrist is going to explode. I don't know how to get it off. We... we must've gone the wrong way... I'm sorry." Stacy shakes her head and replies. "What? No... Stop being an idiot. We just need to find a way down, let's go back and circle around." She hurries over and tries to grab your hand but you push her away. The beeping noise is so loud now, the red light frantically flashing. You suddenly hear a rustling noise in the jungle. Something's coming toward you. You're going to die and they're going to capture Stacy. You've failed. You feel your eyes watering as you moan. "I'm sorry..." Then Rachel comes bursting out from the jungle, sprinting straight at you. [[CONTINUE|Rachel Save]] [[REWIND|Try to escape into the jungle]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

Her uniform is ripped and torn in several places, most notably the left side of her skirt which is fully open, showing off her long legs as she runs. There's a cut on the right side of her head and a bruise on her cheek. She no longer has her shoes, her stockinged feet slamming into the grass as she runs. It looks like she's gone through hell to accomplish her mission. Her eyes burn with a fierce determination as she runs at you, her frizzy hair bouncing against her shoulders. She runs right up to you, yanking out a switchblade from her jacket pocket. "Hold still." She says sternly as she grabs your wrist, pulling your arm closer then forcing the knife under the flashing bracelet. You look at her in disbelief as you say. "How..." She forces the knife upward, trying to pry off the bracelet as she replies angrily. "I was searching the island for you. Heard gunfire and a car crashing. Wasn't hard to track you down." You can feel the thin metal of the bracelet starting to give, but the beeping is so rapid and loud. "It's going to go off. Get Stacy out of here." You say as you tremble in fear. "Shut the fuck up." Rachel replies firmly, keeping her strong grip on your wrist. "I'm serious. Get her to the plane. There's no point in all of us dying." Rachel keeps her eyes locked on the bracelet, gritting her teeth as she snarls. "This is MY mission. Nobody dies." You see the muscles in her arm tensing as she uses all her strength. She lets out a loud yell and finally snaps the bracelet off of your wrist. She then catches it before it falls and throws it over the side of the cliff. It goes off a second later, exploding right in front of you. It makes a loud booming noise, the concussive force sending all three of you to the ground. You slam down to the grass, your body shaking, your ears ringing. You like on your back, staring at the sky in a state of shock. "You... saved me..." You say in breathless gasps. "I already told you..." Rachel replies. "Just because I don't like you, doesn't mean I want you to die." [[CONTINUE|Cliff Fight]] [[REWIND|Jungle Run]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

The three of you lay on the ground, all too exhausted to move. The explosion almost knocked you unconscious, your legs ache and your heads still fuzzy. "So... all the air defences?" You ask with a small glance at Rachel. "They had automated missile launchers on the outskirts of the island." Rachel replies. "I reprogrammed them to fire at each other. They're all destroyed. Then I disabled their boats and planes so they can't escape with any of the girls. Then I came looking for you." Stacy lets out a small laugh as she says. "Wow. You're really good at this. Emily just went on a tour and she still would've died without you." You turn your head to look at Stacy and she makes an embarrassed smile as she says. "I mean... Ummm... thank you for saving me?" You sigh and look back up at the sky. In the distance there are planes and helicopter's approaching the island. The marines are almost here. The girls will be deprogrammed and returned home. You slowly sit up, looking out toward the ocean. "Did you see those statues?" You ask Rachel. She nods and sits up as well. "Yeah, I saw. The Founder. Is he here?" You shake your head and reply. "No, the woman showing me around said he has more important things to do. This island... It's just one part of their organisation. Shutting it down is a good start..." Before you can finish, Rachel says. "But we're not done." She stands up and brushes herself off. "Come on, let's go the airfield." You stand up then offer your hand to Stacy. She smiles and takes your hand, letting you help her up. "Let's go." Rachel says as she starts walking toward the jungle. Stacy goes to follow her, then you stop her. "Wait..." You say as you gently hold her shoulder. "We might not get the chance to talk later. When the marines arrive, you'll be treated like the other girls. They'll put you on a separate plane, you'll be taken to a facility to ensure the brainwashing is fully removed, then they'll take you home. So, before that happens... I wanted to ask, when I get some free time, after Enslavement Incorporated is shut down. Can I come see one of your fashion shows?" Stacy pauses, unsure if you're being serious. Then she smiles happily and hugs you as she says "Of course you can! We can even go shopping afterwards!" You smile and hug her back, holding her tightly and not letting go. [[CONTINUE|Island Wrap]] [[REWIND|Rachel Save]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

CHAPTER 7. TIME TO GO HOME THREE HOURS LATER... You're standing by your private jet, your arms crossed as you look at a nearby cargo plane. The plane is being loaded up with brainwashed girls, all of them walking up the metal ramp in a neat line. They'll be home soon, but there are still many others around the world that need to be rescued. The island is swarming with marines now. When they first arrived you could hear gunfire echoing over the island. But that's gone silent. They quickly took over, eliminating any resistance. Most of the guards surrendered, they're not trained soldiers, most of them are just criminals or thugs found by EI. Rachel is nearby, chatting to one of the marines. It looks like she knows him, she was briefly a marine herself before joining the AKA. You stare at her for a little while. She's saved your life twice, yet she still hates you and wants you to quit. You wish you could get through to her somehow, prove her wrong. "You're next." You hear Akari's voice and turn around, she's dressed in one of her stylish black pantsuits. "After the cargo plane takes off, you're next in the air." She says as she walks toward you. "Get back to the base and rest up. You did a good job today." She rests her hand on your shoulder and gives it a comforting squeeze. "Are you sure? It looks like there's still a lot of work to do here..." You reply as you look at a convoy of jeeps driving away from the airfield and down the road. "Let the boys take care of it." She says as she pats you on the shoulder. "Your jobs done." She then walks over to Rachel and relays the same information. You make a pleased smile as you see the ramp of the cargo plane starting to raise, the plane now full of rescued girls. You then see Jim, your pilot, coming toward you. He finishes the last drag of his cigarette then puts it out with his foot. "Ready to go home?" He asks with a warm smile. You nod and reply. "Yeah, I'm ready." [[CONTINUE|Plane]] [[REWIND|Cliff Fight]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You lean back in your seat, looking out the window. The plane has been in the air for twenty minutes now. You can see the vast ocean below you, stretching out into the horizon. The sky is a bright blue, you fly through thin wispy clouds. It's quiet in the cabin, the only sound is the soft roar of the engines. You're sitting across from Rachel, she has her eyes closed but you can tell she's not asleep. You're both still wearing the same clothes, both of you looking exhausted and bedraggled. Just as you start to close your eyes Rachel sits up straight. "I should probably keep Jim company for a little while. It's a long flight." She says as she stands up. She walks past you, going to the front of the plane. You hear the cockpit door opening and closing, leaving you alone in the cabin. You start to close your eyes again, then you open them and sigh softly. You stand up and walk to the back of the plane, going to the bathroom. You open the small door, then a woman lunges out of the bathroom and grabs you. "Mmmppphhh!!!" She grips your arm and spins you around, then presses a damp cloth to your mouth and nose. Her other hand slips around your midsection, firmly gripping your waist to hold you in place. "That island was everything to me." Mother seethes angrily by your ear. "Mmmpphh!!" You moan toward the cockpit door, but you're on the other end of the plane, your moans muffled by the cloth and drowned out by the engines. You begin to struggle and squirm, desperately trying to pull the cloth away from your mouth and nose. You can feel the chloroform swirling into your lungs, making you feel so sleepy and weak. "That's it... Just breathe it in..." You feel her warm breath by your ear, her arm squeezing into your midsection. You lean back against her chest, making slow sleepy blinks. You arms flop down by your sides as your body goes limp. "I don't want to hurt you..." Mother whispers gently as she peels the cloth away from your face. "But I will if you don't obey me. Tell me how many people are in the cockpit?" [[Tell her]] [[Try to resist]] [[REWIND|Island Wrap]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

Your eyelids make a sleepy flutter, slowly closing then opening. You stare off into the distance, too weak to fight the effects of the chloroform. "Just... just two..." You sigh softly with a defated look. Mother presses the cloth to your face again as she says "Good girl." She gives you another dose, forcing you to breathe in more of the powerful chemical. Your body trembles, your legs wobbling like jelly. Her arm around your waist is the only thing keeping you on your feet. "Mmmpphhh..." You moan into the cloth, darkness starting to seep in from the corners of your vision. "Who are they? AKA agents or pilots?" Mother asks as she peels the cloth away. Your eyes are glazed over now, unable to focus as you make a whimpering sigh. "One... agent... One pilot... Mmpphhh..." As soon as you're finished talking Mother presses the cloth to your face again. Your vision starts to blur, you can feel yourself fading away. "Not yet..." Mother coos by your ear. "Just one last question, then you can sleep." She peels the cloth away and asks in a soothing tone. "Are they armed?" You want to resist her, but you're so tired and weak. "No..." You moan softly, your glassy eyes filled with fear and shame. "Good girl." Mother says calmly. She then drags you over to a nearby seat. She sits you down on the padded surface, your limp body flopping onto the chair. She leaves you slumped on the chair for a moment. She goes back to the bathroom, returning with a black bag. She begins taking out rolls of duct tape, setting them down on the small table in front of you. Then she takes out a silver handgun, her lips curling into a devious smile. She puts the gun down then picks up the cloth. "You've been so helpful." She says as she presses the cloth to your face. "Now... sleep for me. A nice deep sleep for Mother." Your eyes droop all the way down, your mind switching off as she knocks you out. [[CONTINUE|Hijacked!]] [[REWIND|Plane]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"N... No!" You moan angrily as you force yourself to stay awake. You then jab your elbow backwards, driving it into her stomach. You hear her let out a breathless wheeze and you manage to wriggle away from her. You try to run but she grabs a handful of your hair and pulls you back. You wince in pain she pulls at your hair. She tries to wrap her arms around you again, the cloth coming down over your mouth and nose. "Mmmppphh!!" You moan desperately as she forces you to inhale more of the chloroform. You throw your head backward, headbutting her in the nose. You wriggle free from her again, but the chloroform has affected you too much. You stumble forward then trip over your own feet, your legs wobbling like jelly. "Oh!" You moan as you collapse to the floor, landing hard on your chest. "R... Rachel..." You sigh softly as you begin crawling through the cabin, dragging yourself toward the cockpit. Mother suddenly sits down on top of you and turns you over, placing you on your back. You look up at her with glassy eyes. She sits down more firmly, her bottom pressing into your stomach, the weight of her body keeping you pinned down. "Rach... Mmmpphhh..." She leans down and presses her hand over your mouth to silence you. "Mmmpphhh..." You moan into her palm, gagged by the firm pressure of her hand. You can see the anger in her eyes as she looks down at you. "I was hoping you'd co-operate..." She says coldly. "But I can see now, it's too risky to keep you alive." Your eyes widen with fear. You begin pleading into her hand. She quickly removes her hand and replaces it with the cloth. With her other hand she grips your wrist and holds it down to the floor. Your slender form wriggles underneath her, your legs sliding up and down. You feel the darkness starting to seep in, but just before you pass out she peels the cloth away. "There we go..." She says with a small smile. "Now to finish you off." [[CONTINUE|Resist END]] [[REWIND|Plane]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"MMMPPPHHHHH!!!!" You feel something hitting your ankles. Your body feels compressed inward, as if you're wrapped up in a tight cocoon. "MMMPPPPHHH!!" There's a moaning sound, it's loud and angry, but also muffled. Something hits your ankles again and you moan as your eyes begin to flutter open. You try to move but you can't, your legs are squeezed together, your arms held behind your back. Your eyes open with a hazy stare, your senses slowly returning as you wake up. You're still sitting in the same seat, but you're wrapped up in duct tape. The tape is wrapped around your thighs and your calves. You can feel more tape around your wrists, and more is wrapped around your torso, going above and below your breasts. There's multiple lengths of tape wrapped around your mouth, keeping your lips sealed shut. Rachel is sitting opposite you, she's also bound and gagged with duct tape. She's been screaming and kicking you for the past few minutes. Her eyes are wide and angry, she wriggles on her seat, tossing her head side to side. Your nostrils flare as you take a deep breath. You remember everything now, Mother ambushing you and making you helpless. While you've been asleep she's captured Rachel too. The plane is still in the air, and it's just you and Rachel in the cabin. Mother must be in the cockpit with the pilot. She's hijacked the plane. You sit up straight, testing the strength of the tape. You tense your muscles, twisting your body left and right. Rachel watches you hopefully, then you let out a defeated sigh and flop back down onto the seat. "MMMMPPHHH!!!" She moans angrily into her gag as she continues to struggle. You try to stay calm, your eyes scanning the cabin. You notice the armrest to your chair, it's chunkier than the armrest on Rachel's chair. There's a small button on the side of your armrest, it looks like it could open a hidden compartment. [[CONTINUE|Plane Escape]] [[REWIND|Tell her]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You lean your head down toward the button. You press your forehead into it, hearing it click. A compartment on the top of the arm rest pops open. You sit up straight, looking into the open compartment eagerly. You see two champagne classes sitting inside. 'Okay... This could work'. You begin leaning your head down again. Using your chin you slowly slide one of the glasses out of the compartment. It falls to the floor and starts to roll away. You quickly twist your body to the side, catching it with your feet and pulling it closer. You then slam your feet down onto it, shattering the glass. Rachel is watching you quietly, she makes a small nod as you break the glass. It takes you a minute or two, but you carefully manage to pick up a shard of glass, holding it between your feet. You then shuffle forward in your seat and extend your legs toward Rachel. She turns to the side, her hands opening wide behind her back. You angle the shard toward her waiting hands, then you drop it perfectly on target. Just as she catches the glass, the cockpit door behind you starts to open. You quickly sit up straight and use your head to close the compartment on the armrest. Rachel turns and straightens up as well, facing the cockpit and hiding the glass behind her back. Using your feet, you try to quietly sweep the remaining shards under your seat. You stop when Mother walks up alongside you. She rests her hand on the back of your chair, looming over you as she says. "Thought I'd come check up on you girls. Our new destination isn't too far away now..." She strokes her hand along the top of your head. You look at her, seeing her other hand is holding the gun. "When we arrive, both of you will be punished. Severely." You can see the excitement in her eyes as she runs her fingers through your hair. She smiles down at you, then she looks over at Rachel and says suspiciously. "You're being very quiet..." She knows something is wrong. You need to distract her, Emily. What should you do? [[Try to attack her]] [[Moan through your gag]] [[REWIND|Hijacked!]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

She begins moving toward Rachel. You quickly swivel in your chair, sticking out your legs. You successfully trip her. She falls to the ground, losing her grip on the gun. You then hop to your feet and throw yourself at her. There's not a lot you can do with your arms and legs taped up. But you hope this gives Rachel enough time. You land on top of Mother, your full weight slamming down onto her. She groans and struggles to push you off. She finally manages to roll you off of her, then she pinches a cluster of nerves in your neck. "Mmmpphhh!!" You moan into your gag as your body trembles with pain. "That wasn't very smart." She says as she pinches harder, making the pain even worse. She then looks over to Rachel and says. "Don't think I've forgotten about you." She stands up straight, leaving you writhing on the ground. She then steps closer to Rachel. "What is that?" She says as she hears the gentle sawing sound behind Rachel's back. She lunges forward, gripping Rachel's shoulder. She forces Rachel to lean forward in her seat, exposing the shard of glass behind her back. She was almost through the tape on her wrists. "Give me that!" Mother snarls angrily as she snatches the glass from Rachel's hand. She tosses it aside, then pushes Rachel back in her seat. She then pinches a cluster of nerves in the side of Rachel's neck. "Mmmpphhh!!!" Rachel screams into her gag, wriggling in her seat as she winces with pain. Mother releases the nerve pinch, then she slaps Rachel across the face. You see a dazed look in Rachel's eyes, her expression softening as she makes a tired moan. "I wanted to prolong your suffering..." Mother says with a simmering rage. "But I can see now that was a mistake." She reaches down and picks you up from the floor. She pulls you to your feet, then tosses you onto Rachel's lap. "The two of you are just too dangerous... So I'll have to just kill you both now." [[CONTINUE|Attack END]] [[REWIND|Plane Escape]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"MMMPPHHH!! MMMMPPHHHH!!!" You moan and wriggle in your seat. Mother turns toward you and leans down. "Something to say?" She asks with an amused smirk. "I suppose there's no need to keep you gagged. No-one's coming to save you." She reaches for the tape on your mouth. She finds the edge, pinching it between her fingers. Then she peels it off of your head, unwrapping it round and round. The final bit of tape comes off of your lips. You let out a deep breath, then you glare at her and yell. "You won't get away with this! The AKA owns this plane! They'll be able to track us!" Mother laughs and gently traces the barrel of the gun up your chest. You shiver in fear, leaning away from it. "Is that all you have?" She says with a cruel smile. "I found and deactivated the tracking device an hour ago. They have no idea where we are. They'll never find you..." She traces the gun higher, brushing the barrel against your neck. "Stop." You moan as you feel the cold metal on your skin. "I want to kill you right now. But that would be such a waste." Mother sighs as she stands up straight, letting the gun hang by her side. "I'm going to make you suffer first. I'm going to torture you for months before I finally finish you off." Your chest heaves up and down, you fight the panic and fear, pushing the emotions back down. "I'm not afraid of you." You reply coldly as you stare up at her. She continues smiling as she replies. "Not yet. But you will be, soon you'll be a broken shell..." She suddenly stops and looks down. A few shards of glass are catching the light, glistening under your seat. She looks closer, seeing the pieces of the broken glass. "What..." She starts to say. Then Rachel finally cuts through the tape on her wrists. She hops to her feet and launches herself at Mother. She tackles into her and brings her slamming to the ground. You let out a scared scream as you hear the gun going off. You look down at them, seeing them roll around on the floor as they wrestle for the gun. You then feel the plane start to tilt downward. You look over your shoulder, seeing a hole in the door to the cockpit. The pilot's been shot. [[CONTINUE|Plane Fight]] [[REWIND|Plane Escape]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

The plane continues to tilt downward, making you lean back in your seat. Mother and Rachel go tumbling through the cabin, both of them slamming into the cockpit door. You hear the gun go off again, then a third time. "Rachel!!!" You scream loudly, thrashing about in a desperate panic. The plane is picking up speed, going almost completely vertical as it shoots downward. You hear the cockpit door opening and Rachel moaning angrily. The plane begins to level, but it's still going down. Suddenly a hand grips your arm. You shriek in fear, then you look up Rachel. She looks terrified, there's blood on her hands. "We need to brace for impact. We're going to crash... I couldn't..." She shakes her head, her eyes wide with shock. Then she begins pulling the tape off of you. Through the window you can see the ocean rapidly approaching. There's no sign of land for miles around. "Oh my god..." You moan softly, your body becoming tense as you tremble with fear. Rachel crouches down and pulls the remaining tape off of your legs. She then reaches under your seat and takes out a life jacket. She shoves it against your chest and says. "Put this on, then your seatbelt." You nod, your hands shaking as you fumble with the life jacket. You quickly glance over your shoulder. You can see Jim slumped in his seat in the cockpit, you can see Mother lying crumpled in the corner. They're both dead. You put the life jacket on, then tighten your seatbelt. Rachel does the same, both of you sitting opposite each other as you fall from the sky. You both look at each other, both of you breathing heavily and unable to speak. Rachel gives you a small nod, then she buries her head between her thighs, bracing for impact. You squeeze your eyes shut, your hands clenching into tight balls. Then you put your head down, wincing in anticipation. Seconds later you feel the plane slamming into the ocean. There's a loud crash and water begins to flood into the plane. You lift your head, then you gasp as you see Rachel unconscious in her seat. The impact made her lurch forward, she banged her head on the table, instantly knocking herself out. "RACHEL!!" You scream as the water begins to rise, the plane sinking deeper and deeper. You struggle with your seatbelt as you feel the cold water against your legs. "RACHEL, WAKE UP!!!" THE END... [[CONTINUE|THE END]] [[REWIND|Moan through your gag]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

CONGRATULATIONS!! You have now completed The Island of Obedience! Thank you so much for playing the second adventure in season six of the Emily Lockwood series. Please let me know what you did or didn't like about this story, I love hearing feedback and regularly use it to influence my stories going forward. I really hope you enjoyed playing this perilous adventure and I hope that you'll continue reading and supporting my work. Emily Lockwood will return for the continuation of season six in... Stranded! [[CHAPTER SELECT]]

You feel a sharp sting in the side of your neck. You moan softly, your eyes fluttering open. You're sitting upright on a wooden chair. Your mind feels all fuzzy, you can't remember how you got here. Your head rises from your chest. You see a woman in a black skirt and a white blouse. She's closing a drawer on her desk, putting something away. She then turns and focuses on you. You're alone with her, in an empty classroom. You look down at yourself, seeing a tight fitting school uniform. On your chest is a white blouse, a blue pleated skirt rests against your thighs. "Whtt... What's going on..." You mumble as you make a sleepy blink. "You broke the rules." The teacher calmly replies. "And now, you will be re-educated. Beginning with your punishment." She has a long wooden ruler in her hand. She points it at you, the tip coming just under your chin. "Stand up." She says in a stern tone. You feel compelled to obey her, and you rise from your seat. "Bend over my desk. Flat on your chest." You feel so dizzy and confused. You walk over to the desk and bend down. As you bend over your bottom sticks out, your pleated skirt sliding up it's rounded shape. The teacher moves behind you, she slides her hand along your rump, gently pushing your skirt up to expose your white cotton panties. "Do you remember your name?" She asks with a teasing smile. Your sleepy eyes become filled with distress as you sigh. "No... I... I don't remember anything." The teacher nods and says. "Perfect. Who you were before isn't important. You are a student at this school, and we are going to reshape you into an obedient slave." She then pulls the ruler back and smacks it against your bottom. The hard ruler strikes both globes of flesh, leaving a painful red mark across your rump. "OWWW!!" You moan loudly as tears fill your eyes. "Ninety-Nine" The teacher says calmly, then she spanks you again with the ruler. "Ninety-Eight..." Another hard smack and tears begin trickling down your cheeks. "Ninety-Seven..." END [[TRY AGAIN?|Stacy Alone]] [[REWIND|Try to escape through the window]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

Mother slowly removes her hands from your head. Her lips curl into a satisfied smile as she looks at your glassy eyes. "You will obey all my commands. Say it." She says in a stern tone. "I will obey all of your commands." You reply in an emotionless tone, your lips moving as your expression remains unchanged. She gives Stacy a small nod then says. "Let her go. Wait for me by the stairs." Stacy unwraps her arms from your torso. You remain as still as a statue, your arms hanging by your sides. Stacy walks around you and goes to the stairs as instructed, waiting patiently. Mother smiles and traces her finger along your cheek. "Time to finish you off." She says in a menacing tone. "Get down on your knees." You lower down to your knes, your legs neatly folding as you sit on the back of your heels. Mother walks around behind you. She moves in close, her hands gripping either side of your head. "Such a waste." She sighs softly. Then in one violent motion she twists your head to the side. There's a loud CRACK! as she instantly breaks your neck. Your eyes flutter closed and you fall forward. Your lifeless body makes a hard thump on the concrete floor. Your body twitches for a brief moment, then it goes still. Mother smiles as she looks down at you. "Now I'm going to find your little friend and do the same to her." She says with a cruel grin. She steps over your body and walks toward Stacy. "And you can go straight back to your class, young lady." She walks right up to Stacy, then leans down and hoists her up onto her shoulder in one smooth motion. She drapes Stacy over her shoulder, wrapping an arm around her thighs to keep her in place. She then carries Stacy up the stairs, the blonde schoolgirl bent over her shoulder in a humiliating pose. Mother switches the lights off as she leaves, your body left in the dark basement all alone. END [[TRY AGAIN?|Interrogation]] [[REWIND|Try to talk to her]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"Mmmpphh..." You awake to the feeling of something in your mouth. There's a red rubber ball keeping your lips stretched open. The ballgag is buckled tightly, the straps pressing into the sides of your head. You can also feel a strain in your arms. Your weight is being held by your wrists, there are leather shackles secured to a metal chain up above you. Your eyes slowly open, your head lifting from your chest. You're back in the basement, and you've been stripped down to just your panties. You dangle on the end of the chain, your feet only an inch above the floor. Your eyes widen with fear as you see the teacher in front of you, a long wooden ruler in her hand. You then look to your left, seeing Stacy shackled and gagged as well. She's hanging from a seperate chain, her arms stretched up above her head. You watch as she starts to wake up, her eyes trembling just like yours. You're both completely helpless, your bodies naked and exposed. "Mother is out looking for your little friend." The teacher says calmly as she strokes the ruler along your chest. "So your punishment, falls to me." You moan at her and shake your head, your body squirming and shaking the chain side to side. She smiles and moves around behind you, gently tracing the ruler against your body. "After we're done here, you will be brainwashed and properly educated." She says softly by your ear. She then takes a step back. For a moment there's silence, then she lashes out with the ruler, smacking the flat surface against your shapely rump. "MMMPPPHHH!!!" You squeal into your gag, the ruler leaving a red mark across your bottom. She spanks you again, then a third time, leaving more red lines. Tears fill your eyes, your backside throbbing with pain. "Don't think I've forgotten about you." The teacher says to Stacy with a cruel smile. She then steps to the side and pulls the ruler back. She whips the ruler forward, striking Stacy across her white panties. She begins spanking Stacy over and over with the ruler, making her moan and cry. You hang your head in defeat, waiting for your turn, knowing there's nothing you can do to escape. END [[TRY AGAIN?|Stacy Rescue]] [[REWIND|Try to talk your way out of this]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

She starts by making you massage her feet. You and Stacy kneel side by side, her slaves are behind you, gently gripping your shoulders to keep you in place. You hold her foot in your lap, running your thumbs along her soles, stroking and squeezing out any tension. "That's it... Very good." She sighs happily as she looms over you, her green eyes gleaming as she watches you. This continues for a few minutes, until she's finally satisfied. "That's enough." She says with a relaxed sigh. "Now... Kiss my feet. Worship me." A light blush colours your cheeks as you lean down. You see Stacy blushing as well, both of you burning with embarrassment. You hold her foot and lower your head down toward it. You pause for a moment, letting out a small moan. "Do it. Now." She says sternly. You close your eyes and press your lips to her foot, planting a gentle kiss on her soft skin. She makes you kiss her foot over and over, your cheeks becoming more rosy and warm with each kiss. She makes you kiss each of her toes, then she tilts her feet upward so you can kiss the soles. As you're kissing the soles of her feet she says. "Use your tongues. Lick my feet." You and Stacy both moan in unison. Then you stick out your tongue and begin running it up and down the sole of her foot. You hear her let out a pleased laugh as she says. "Such good little foot sluts. That's it... Keep going..." You wrinkle your nose in disgust as you taste her foot. Your saliva leaves her sole glistening, her toes push up against your nose. You're so distracted by your humiliation, you don't notice one of her slaves handing her the aerosol can. "Look up at me, girls." She says as she lowers her feet to the floor. You and Stacy both look up at her, just in time to get another thick dose of gas. She sprays the can right in your face, the cloud of misty billowing around your heads. "Ohhhh..." You make a sleepy moan and crumple to the floor. Stacy passes out next to you, both of you landing with your faces at her feet. The woman laughs and rests her feet on your face. She then looks to her slaves and says. "Go and tell Mother I have them in my store, and they're both thoroughly defeated." END [[TRY AGAIN?|TOWN RETURN]] [[REWIND|Hide in the Shoe Store]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You make a sleepy mumbling noise as your eyes start to flutter open. You're lying flat on your back. You open and stare hazily at the ceiling. You sit up, looking down at yourself with a confused expression. You're wearing a girl scouts uniform, the green skirt is tiny, barely covering your white panties. On your torso is a tight fitting white t-shirt, with a green sash across the chest with various badges sewn onto it. "Whhh... what..." You mumble as you shake your head. "Just the first costume of many." You hear a mans voice and you look across the room. The owner of store smiles at you, showing you the damp cloth he has in his hand. "I'm going to dress you up and knock you out over and over again..." He says with an eager smile. "No... No..." You moan as you scramble to your feet. You turn to the door and try to run, but you're still too weak from the chloroform. He comes up behind you and grabs you, pressing the cloth to your face. "MMMPPHHH!!" You moan helplessly into the cloth, feeling the chloroform knocking you out again. 'I just woke up... I can't... I...Ohh...' Your thoughts fade away as everything goes black. When you next wake up you're dressed like Supergirl from the live action TV show. You stumble to your feet, looking down at your short pleated skirt and dark nylon pantyhose. You stagger to the door, reaching the handle. Then you're grabbed again, once more forced to inhale from a damp cloth. "Mmmpphhh..." Your moans are softer this time, you struggle weakly for a few seconds before giving up. You feel him laying you down on the floor. His hands squeeze your breasts and stroke your nylon coated legs. Then he finishes you off with the cloth. The third time you wake up you're dressed like Chun-Li. He has you sitting in his lap, the cloth ready in his hand. He strokes your legs, feeling the soft nylon layer. He then feels your shiny blue costume, slowly squeezing each of your breasts. "Everything fits you so nicely..." He chuckles as he feels you up. "You're a perfect little doll." You make a sleepy moan as he leans down and kisses you on the lips. Then he presses the cloth to your face again, once more making you helpless. END [[TRY AGAIN?|TOWN RETURN]] [[REWIND|Hide in the Clothing Store]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

Their bodies are pressing into you from every side. You feel overwhelmed by their warmth. Their lips are so soft and luscious, each kiss making you hotter and hotter. "Ohhhh... Mmmm..." They barely give you a second to breathe, taking your head and turning it left then right so each girl can plant a long kiss on your lips. On the nearby bed you can hear Stacy moaning helplessly as she's kissed and groped, the two girls dominating her in a sensual assault. Beads of sweat are forming on your slender body, your smooth skin becoming glossy and moist. You feel their hands stroking and squeezing you, pushing up your skirt and unbuttoning your blouse. You start to feel dizzy, overwhelmed with pleasure and burning up from the inside. "Stop..." You sigh softly as you squeeze your eyes shut, trying to block out the pleasurable sensations. You feel their hands on your breasts, slipping under the cups of your bra and gently pinching your nipples. Then you feel one of the girls moving lower. She begins to kiss along your legs, going up your inner thighs and moving closer to your panties. You feel her gently pushing your panties to the side. You try to stop her, but the other two girls keep you pinned down. Your eyes widen and you let out a shocked gasp as you feel a burst of pleasure. "Ohhh!!" You moan loudly as you feel her tongue against your most sensitive area. Then you're kissed by one of the other girls, her lips muffling your moans. They continue to pleasure you for a long time, bringing you to orgasm over and over. Eventually it becomes too much, and you feel yourself starting to faint. Your eyes start to flutter, a hazy look settling over your feminine features. "She's so cute. Look, we're making her faint." One of the girls giggles as she looks down at you. She then leans down and kisses you on the lips as she says. "Nighty night, cutie." You let out a defeated sigh, their teasing giggles the last thing you hear before everything goes black. END [[TRY AGAIN?|TOWN RETURN]] [[REWIND|Hide in the Bed Store]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You turn and try to run away. But he lunges forward and quickly catches your arm. He yanks you backward, then wraps his arms around your waist. Your slender form is lifted into the air, trapped in a tight bearhug. "Ohhh!!" You moan loudly and toss your head side to side. You can feel his thick muscular arms squeezing into you, forcing the air from your lungs. He suddenly drops you to the ground, then he sits on your back. He reaches round and grips your neck, bending your upper body backward. The camel clutch puts an agonising tension on your spine. He bends you further and further back, almost folding you in half. You let out whimpering moan as tears fill your eyes. He then lets go of your neck, your torso flopping down to the mat. He spins round and pulls your legs up under his arms, then he begins to bend your spine again, this time in a boston crab. "Stop! Please!" You shriek as he bends your legs back, getting your feet to almost touch your head. It feels like your spine is going to snap in half. You almost faint from the pain, your eyes fluttering dizzily. He lets you go just before you pass out, leaving you crying and trembling on the mat. You roll onto your back, gasping and moaning as you look at the bright lights. Your hazy eyes look over to the corner, seeing him climbing to the top turnbuckle. He jumps off the turnbuckle, his elbow slamming down directly onto your stomach. "OOOFFF!!!" Your eyes bulge from the devastating elbow drop, a loud breathless wheeze escaping your lips. "Time to finish you off." The man laughs as he grabs your hair and pulls you to your feet. You look over to Stacy, seeing her laying unconscious on the floor, surrounded by the three girls who beat her up. The man then grabs you and turns you upside down, hugging your body to his chest. "No! Please..." You start to beg. Then he drops down, slamming your head to the mat in a powerful piledriver. The top of your skull makes a firm thud and everything goes black. You pass out instantly, unable to feel his boot pressing into your chest as he pins you. END [[TRY AGAIN?|TOWN RETURN]] [[REWIND|Hide in the Exercise Equipment Store]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

First she strips you to your bra and panties. You feel her taking off your shoes, unbuttoning your blouse, sliding off your skirt. She does the same to Stacy, peeling off her school uniform, leaving her in just her white underwear. Once she has you undressed she starts to tie you up. She's an expert with the ropes, working smoothly and efficiently. She rolls you onto your back and loops the first rope around your wrists. The rope forces your forearms to press together. She ties your arms in a boxtie. She then sits you up and begins looping rope around your chest. She quickly secures a chest harness, the ropes squeezing into your breasts and applying a constant pressure. She lies you down for a moment and moves onto Stacy. You watch her tie Stacy's arms into a reverse prayer, folding her arms up behind her back. The feeling in your body starts to return, you're able to move again, but it's too late. "Please... please stop..." You moan weakly as she finishes binding Stacy's arms. The woman glances at you with a small smile. She strokes her hands along Stacy's body, feeling her legs and squeezing her breasts. "Look at her..." The woman sighs as she wraps a rope around Stacy's ankles. "Isn't she beautiful this way? So helpless..." You see the delight in the woman's eyes. She secures Stacy in a tight hogtie, then she pushes a ballgag between her lips. "Perfect." She says happily as she strokes Stacy's body again. Then she focuses on you, picking up more ropes and another ballgag. "You were made to be bound." She says as she kneels down next to you. "Your body is like fresh clay. Waiting for my hands." She takes your legs and begins binding them in a frog tie. With your arms bound there's nothing you can do. You like on your back, letting out small girlish moans as she ties up your legs. You feel the rope wrapping around your ankles and your thighs, keeping each leg bent inward. With your legs bound she picks up the ballgag. She looms over you, bringing the gag slowly down toward you lips. "The final touch..." She sighs as she presses the red rubber ball into your mouth. She secures the straps, then she gives your breasts a firm squeeze as she sighs. "Perect. An absolute masterpiece." END [[TRY AGAIN?|TOWN RETURN]] [[REWIND|Hide in the Art Store]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"You'll still be able to breathe." The man explains calmly. "You'll be alive and fully awake. You just won't be able to move." You shake your head and moan. "No... You can't do this!" You try to turn and run, but your body is slowing down. It feels like your muscles are coated with concrete. Any movement is stiff and slow, your body shakes as you try to force yourself to run. You make it a few steps, then you come to a stop, the chemical making you freeze in place. "Nnn..." You make one last groan as you feel your jaw tightening. Then you stand completely still, your eyes trembling as you stare straight ahead. You can still blink and breathe, your organs are still functioning, but you've become frozen like a statue. You hear him getting closer, then you feel his hand resting on your shoulder. "You and your friend are going to make the perfect addition to my collection." He says as he gives your shoulder a small squeeze. He then walks around in front of you with a pleased smile. He reaches out and starts to slowly unbutton your blouse, gradually exposing your white bra. His eyes are focused on your breasts, his grin spreading wider as he opens up your blouse. He takes your breasts with both hands, slowly squeezing and pressing his fingers into the soft flesh. He then slips his hands around your waist and unzips your skirt. He pulls it down your legs, stripping you to your bra and panties. He then holds your head gently and leans in to kiss you on the lips. "I'll be back in just a second." He says softly as he peels his lips away. He then walks over to Stacy and begins undressing her, taking off each item of her school uniform. You can't see him, but you can hear him kissing her, his lips suckling at her mouth. He finally returns to you and says. "Let's find a good place for you in the store." He wraps his arms around you, lifting you up and hugging you to his chest. He carries you like a static object, moving you across the store then putting you on display. He puts Stacy next to you, posing you both side by side. This is your life now, Emily, displayed like a mannequin with a terrified look in your eyes. END [[TRY AGAIN?|TOWN RETURN]] [[REWIND|Hide in the Furniture Store]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

You lay underneath her, breathing slowly. Your eyes are glazed over, your vision blurry. You try to move, your limbs make a small twitch, but your body remains limp. She tucks the damp cloth into her pocket, folding it neatly. The she smiles coldly at you as she says. "I wanted to make you suffer. But I suppose this will have to do." She then reaches down, her hands wrapping around your neck. Your eyes widen with fear as you realise what's about to happen. "Wait... Urrrkk!!" She starts to squeeze, applying a firm pressure to your throat. "Too late now. I gave you a chance." She says as she strangles you. Your eyes start to bulge, your face turning red as you struggle to breathe. You make a strained choking noise, your body shuddering as your lungs ache. She keeps a calm stare as she looks down at you, watching as she slowly strangles you to death. Your arms lift from the floor, your hands weakly pulling at her wrists. You're too feeble to stop her, and she ignores your efforts. Your eyes become watery, a few tears trickling down your cheeks. You make one last pull at her wrists, then your arms flop back down to the floor. A low gasping wheeze escapes your lips, your mouth open wide. You feel the darkness seeping in. You start to pass out from the lack of oxygen, your eyes fluttering. Her face is the last thing you see, her arms locked in place, her hands squeezing tighter and tighter against your neck. She watches the life leave your eyes, your eyelids making one last flutter before they fully close. Your body makes a final shuddering motion, then you go still. She continues strangling you for another few seconds, then she finally lets go of your neck. There's a faint red mark on your neck, your soft skin marked by her firm grip. Your head lolls to the side, your lifeless body completely limp. "One down..." She says with a cruel smile. She then stands up and heads to the cockpit to kill Rachel. END [[TRY AGAIN?|Plane]] [[REWIND|Try to resist]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]

"Mmmpphhh!!" "Mmmpphhh!!!" You and Rachel both moan into your gags. Mother smirks as you both panic and wriggle. She leans down and says softly. "Relax... There's nothing you can do." She then gives you both a nerve pinch at the same time. You feel a calming tingle running through your body, this cluster of nerves making you feel loose and limp. You hear Rachel sighing into her gag, her body trembling beneath yours. Mother then grabs you both by the hair and pulls you to your feet. She leans down and pulls you forward over her left shoulder, then she pulls Rachel over her right shoulder. She stands up straight, hoisting you both into the air atop her shoulders. In your tight bondage you can't stop her from carrying you through the cabin. You remain draped over her shoulder, looking down at the floor with a hazy stare. Your tired eyes look over at Rachel, seeing her bent over Mother's other shoulder. Rachel's eyes make a sleepy flutter as she tries to fight the effects of the nerve pinch. Mother comes to a stop and leans down, sliding you both down to your feet. Your eyes widen with fear as you see you're standing right in front of the door that leads out of the plane. You can see a large red handle with a warning written next to it. You shake your head and make a pleading moan. But Mother ignores you and pulls the handle. The door opens and a huge rush of wind surges into the cabin. Your hair flutters around your feminine features, the force of the wind almost knocking you down. Mother grips both you and Rachel, turning you to face the open doorway. You can only see the blue sky stretching out in front of you. "It's been fun, girls." Mother says over the sound of the wind. "But it's time to say goodbye." She then pushes you both out of the plane. "MMMPPPHHHHH!!!!" You make a terrified scream as you plummet down toward the ocean. Your bound form turns and twists as it falls. Then you slam into the blue waters and everything goes black. END [[TRY AGAIN?|Plane Escape]] [[REWIND|Try to attack her]] [[RESTART|TITLE]]