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EMILY LOCKWOOD in DAMSEL AT WORK
[[START]]
[[CHAPTER SELECT]]Your eyes open and you stare at the ceiling. You can hear Eliza is in the shower, getting ready for work. You take a deep breath, a nervous smile forming on your lips. Then you get out of bed and head into the kitchen. As you're making her a coffee Eliza comes up behind you. Her arms wrap around your waist, and you feel her breath on your neck before she kisses you. She plants gentle kisses along your neck, then you turn around and kiss her on the lips. "Good morning..." She says with a happy smile before kissing you again. Then she glances at the coffee and asks "Is that for me?" You're soon sitting at the kitchen table, a newspaper laid out in front of you.
Eliza takes a sip of her coffee and cautiously asks "Are you doing what I think you're doing?" You nod and reply with a nervous optimism. "Yep. It's been long enough. I'm getting a job." She reaches out and gives your hand a comforting squeeze as she says "That's great. You know there's no pressure though right? After all you've been through... You can take as as long as you need." She then gives you a teasing smile as she adds "In fact I like having you at home all day. It's kinda hot having a housewife." You roll your eyes with a playful smile as you say "I'll keep that in mind. But I want to get a job. I can't keep letting you pay for everything. Plus... this was always going to happen sooner or later. The dangers over, now I need a job. A normal life."
She gives your hand another squeeze then she looks at the clock in the kitchen. "Oh I gotta go. I've got an early tattoo appointment today." She drinks the rest of her coffee in one go then hops out of her seat. "Good luck Em." She says as she gives you a quick kiss on the cheek. You hear the front door of the apartment closing, then her footsteps as she goes downstairs. Outside you hear the engine of her car as it pulls away. Then silence falls, and like every other day you're alone. You flip a page of the newspaper, going through the job listings as you sigh "Normal life..."
[[CONTINUE|Job Search]][[FIRST JOB SEARCH|No Bill]]
[[SECOND JOB SEARCH|Second Job Search Start]]
[[THIRD JOB SEARCH|Third Job Search]]
[[FOURTH JOB SEARCH|Fourth Job Search]]
[[GIVING UP|Giving Up]]
[[ARTHUR|Politely refuse]] Your legs are crossed under the table, your foot making a soft swing back and forth. You have one elbow rested on the table, your chin held gently against your hand. In your other hand you hold a pen, making notes and circling potential jobs on the newspaper. You've circled four jobs that you think you could get, now you just need to make a decision... Before you can get to that there's a loud knock at the door. The sound makes you jump, the door rattling and breaking the silence. You uncross your legs and head out of the kitchen. You walk to the door and without thinking you open it. "There you are. I heard you were back in town." It's Bill Simms, he's a local businessman and a lecherous creep.
He runs a restaurant in Greenfield called 'Legs Up!' It's a Hooters knock off where all the girls wear skimpy outfits, only their shiny shorts are blue rather than orange. You worked there for a little while last year, but you're never going back. "What do you want Bill?" You sigh as you look up at him. He has a naturally intimidating presence, he's tall and broad chested, the sleeves of his shirt are rolled up to show off the thick muscles in his arms. He smiles at you and you feel a shudder of discomfort, his eyes slowly looking you up and down. You realise you're only wearing a pair of pink pyjama shorts and a tight t-shirt.
Just from his calm gaze you start to feel more shy and self conscious, your arms wrapping around your chest to try and conceal yourself. "I'm here because you haven't been to work in months." He replies in his deep rumbling tone. "I heard about how you were kidnapped though, so don't worry I forgive you. Now I've got a free shift for you this afternoon, so you can come down to get settled in. Then tomorrow it's going to be a full lunch to dinner shift so..." You realise he's trying to force you back into one of those skimpy outfits, so you can be ogled at by his customers. You feel a sinking sensation in your stomach, you do need a job, and it would be so easy to just give in to his dominant personality.
[[CONTINUE|No Bill]]"No!" You suddenly blurt out before he can keep talking. "I'm not doing that anymore. I don't want a job where people stare at my butt all day." You see his smile fade, his eyes looking coldly at you. "I... Ummm... appreciate the offer but I'm not interested." You say as you start to close the door. He reaches out and grips the door, stopping it from closing. He then smiles again, leaning forward and resting his other hand on your slender shoulder. "Listen Emily. I'm going to tell you something that you need to hear." He says as he stares deeply into your eyes.
"I've seen dozens of girls like you. All of you think you're too good to work at my restaurant. You go off and try to make it somewhere else. But it never works out, and eventually you come crawling back to me. You wana know why?" You remain silent, transfixed by his firm gaze and deep voice. "It's because showing off your body is all you're good for. You don't like the uniform? The pantyhose, the little shorts, the tight tops? Well tough shit because you don't have a choice. Showing off your legs and that cute ass of yours is the only way you can make money. Girls like you just can't handle a real job, and when you realise that you'll come to me begging to take you back. And I want you to know my door will always be open..."
You can feel tears forming in your eyes. You push his hand off of your shoulder and yell angrily "You don't know what you're talking about!" You slam the door shut and let out a deep sigh. You then make a sniffling noise as you pull back the tears. You shake your head, trying to force his words out of your mind. You then storm back into the kitchen, determined to prove him wrong. You sit down at the kitchen table with a soft thump. Your eyes burn with anger as you look at the jobs you've circled. It's time to make your decision Emily, what job do you want to apply for?
[[Babysitter]]
[[Bank Teller]]
[[Teaching assistant]]
[[Secretary at dentist's office]]You're working for one of the remaining few rich families in Greenfield. Despite it being a babysitting job it pays incredibly well. With that high salary they also have high expectations. You cycle your bike toward the mansion in the early evening. The sun is setting and your blue skirt flutters against your thighs. Along with the skirt you're a wearing a pair of comfortable sneakers and a form fitting white t-shirt. You stop at the gates to the mansion and press the buzzer. You smile at the camera, then you hear through the intercom "Come on in." You cycle up the long path and park your bike at the side of the garage.
You then walk up to the mansion, coming up the three stone steps that lead to the door. You nervously run your hands over your t-shirt and skirt, trying to iron out any creases as you take a deep breath. On your legs are a pair of nude pantyhose, matching your skintone and giving your legs a soft shimmer. You weren't sure what to wear exactly and you're hoping your outfit is appropriate. You hear footsteps approaching then the door swings open to reveal Mrs Jenkins in a red dress. She's a large curvy woman, and she looms over you with a cold smile. "Come in." She says without any sort of welcome. Mr Jenkins is close to the door adjusting his tie.
He gives you a small nod and you notice his eyes lingering on your legs. Mrs Jenkins steps in front of you, blocking his view as she says "Everything you need to make dinner is in the fridge and I've written out clear instructions. You should begin preperations soon and give the boys a ten minute warning before the food is ready. They should be washed up and at the dinner table when you serve. We have standards in this house and I expect you to keep them. Do I make myself clear?" You nod and reply in a polite tone "Yes ma'am. I understand." She looks unsure of your capablities, eyeing you suspiciously before saying to her husband "Harold! It's time we were leaving."
[[CONTINUE|Babysitting]]You let out a bored sigh as you stare at the clock. The bank has been quiet all morning, and you're counting the minutes until your lunch break. It's a small bank, so small they can't even afford a security guard. It's just you and Angela, the other bank teller. You glance over at her, seeing that she's filing her nails. The bank manager hasn't even turned up for work yet. He's a young guy, and you're certain he's only gotten the job because his father owns the bank. In the interview he spent more time staring at your legs than asking you questions. He has a strict dress code for you and Angela.
Both of you are dressed in pencil skirts, tight blouses, and nylon pantyhose. Like you she's in her early twenties, her blonde hair is pulled into a tight ponytail. In front of you is a reinforced glass panel, with a small open section at the bottom for money or documents to be passed through. You tap your finger against the glass with a dull stare, then you uncross your legs and cross them in the opposite direction. Beneath the counter your black shoe dangles off of your stockinged foot, held only by the tip of your toes. You sway it left and right, then reach down and push it more snugly against your heel.
You then stare into space for a little while, hoping time will go faster if you don't check the clock. You run your hands over your white blouse, smoothing it out. Then you pinch at the nylon on your thighs, trying to make your pantyhose as taut to your legs as possible. You finally force yourself to look at the clock, and you smile excitedly as you see it's time for lunch. You're about to get up, then you pause. You could take the early lunch break, or you could ask Angela to go early and you take the later slot. If you go to lunch later you'll be closer to the end of the day when you finish. Angela doesn't mind when she goes on lunch, it's entirely up to you Emily.
[[Take an early lunch]]
[[Take the late lunch]]You've been working at the local high school for a week now. Mostly you've been doing administrative work, but you've also assisted the teachers with some classes. They have a school uniform here, but other than that it's nothing like the boarding school you went to. There's a lot more kids, the halls are always full. You've already seen two fights breaking out amongst the students. The school is doing the best with the money they have, but it's a little more run down, the students more rebellious. It's mixed gender, and some of the boys are taller than you, which makes it hard to be an authority figure. If you were to put on a school uniform you'd blend in seamlessly.
Luckily you haven't had any problems yet, there's always been a teacher nearby to help you. Until today. On Friday's you'll be monitoring the detention session, staying one hour after school with the students being punished. You hear the bell ring and you take a deep breath. You have an office with the other assistants, and as you get to your feet you see the principal arrive at your door. "Ready Ms Lockwood?" He asks in his stern tone of voice. You nod and follow him out into the hall. The kids are all leaving, streaming past you to get out and start their weekend. You're wearing simple office clothes, a white blouse is on your torso, a grey pencil skirt resting against your legs.
Your black flat heeled shoes make a soft tap on the floor as you keep up with the pace of the principal. "Only three in for you today Ms Lockwood. Should be a nice easy start for you." He says as he takes you through the school. The classroom they use for detention is right at the back of the school. It gets quieter back here, the kids filtering out until it's only the two of you. "And remember you're in charge." He reminds you as you walk side by side "I expect you to keep the students in line. I'll be in my office but I have work to do and I'd rather not be disturbed. You'll be okay on your own for the next hour won't you?" With a shaky breath you nod your head and reply "Yes sir. I won't let you down."
[[CONTINUE|Detention]]You sit behind the front desk of the dentist's office, your legs crossed under the table. It's your third day and Leanna is trusting you to check in patients on your own for the first time. She's in the storage room doing some filing. She's the other secretary, and she's been training you this week. The dentist's office is quite modern, the lights are bright and the front desk is a glossy white. Dr Nolan has very high standards, which includes the dress code of the staff. You're wearing a crisp white blouse and a black pencil skirt. On your legs are a pair of sheer black tights, and your stockinged feet are snugly fitted into a pair of black heels.
As you wait for the next patient you do some admin work, your fingers dancing across the keyboard of the computer. You hear the ding of the elevator down the hall and you check who's next on the schedule. It says her name is Ashley Edmonton, she's a nineteen year old college student. As she comes through the doorway you also see that she's a cheerleader, and that she's arrived in her uniform. She looks down at her short blue skirt and matching crop-top with a slight blush as she says "I didn't have time to change. You don't think the doctor will mind do you?"
Before you can answer the doctor comes through the door to your left and says "I don't mind at all my dear! You look lovely!" He's a loud, charismatic man. His hair is greying and the signs of his age are starting to show, but he's still strikingly handsome, and he's able to command any room he's in. He's wearing his white doctors coat over a blue shirt and black trousers. You see Ashley make a shy smile as he gestures for her to follow him. He then looks at you and says teasingly "Everything okay out here? Leanna hasn't abandoned you already has she?" You smile at him and reply "Everything's fine doctor. I'll get Ashley checked in now."
[[CONTINUE|Doctor Start]]"You mind if I take the early lunch?" You say to Angela. She was completely engrossed in her nails. She looks at you, snapping out of her own little world before smiling brightly "Sure. No problem." She says in her girlish voice before going back to filing. You hop out of your seat, letting out a relieved sigh. You go into the back and take your lunch from the break room fridge. Then you go through the lobby of the bank and step outside. There's a park a short walk from here that you like to have lunch in. Your heels make a firm click on the sidewalk as you go down the street, your behind swaying side to side in your tight pencil skirt.
You pass by the abandoned building which once housed the Tigerstrike Dojo. You give it a wry smile then continue to the park. You're soon sitting on a park bench with your legs crossed, a sandwich held in your lap. It's a warm day and the sun feels good on your skin. Your legs are a little hot, and you wish pantyhose weren't part of the dress code. The bank manager probably won't even come in today, he's always got a hangover from some party, and frequently he takes days off unannounced. As you eat your sandwich you text Eliza, telling her how your day is going. She texts you back showing you a butterfly tattoo that she did on a customers ankle.
As always the lunch break flies by and you have to take the last few bites of your sandwich. You finish a bottle of water and slip it into your purse, then you head back to the bank. You let out a deep sigh before going back inside. As you enter the lobby you see Angela isn't behind the counter. You use your keycard on the door to the left, letting you behind the rows of reinforced glass. "Angela?" You call out with a confused expression. You look at the clock and see you're two minutes late. Maybe she got tired of waiting and just went on lunch? That doesn't seem like her though. You're not sure what to do, should you go looking for her or sit down and get back to work?
[[Look for Angela]]
[[Sit at the counter]]You let out a small sigh as you settle in your seat. You can endure another forty five minutes. You look over to Angela and say "Hey you mind if I take the late lunch?" She was completely engrossed in her nails. She looks at you, snapping out of her own little world before smiling brightly "Sure. No problem." She says in her girlish voice before hopping out of her seat. She saunters into the back, the door opening and closing as silence settles over the room. You begin tapping your fingers impatiently on the counter. A few minutes pass then you see a man approaching the glass doors. Your eyes widen with excitement and you sit up straight in your chair.
As he walks in you see he's wearing a black suit. He looks like a suave gentlemen from a bygone era, his hair is slicked back, his facial hair carefully trimmed. You smile at him as he approaches, and in your most professional voice you say "Hi, how can I help you today?" He smiles back at you, his hand smoothly dipping into his pocket as he replies "Well the first thing you can do is put your hands on your head." He slips out a small pistol, aiming through the gap in the glass. You freeze as you stare at it, then in a stern tone he says "Now." You let out a small gasp and quickly put your hands on your head. He makes a satisfied nod and says "Good girl. As long as you do exactly as I say there's no need for anyone to get hurt."
With his other hand he takes out a thin metal bracelet. He slides it through the gap and says "Now put this on your wrist." Your heart is pounding in your chest, the fear overwhelming you. Your hand leaves your head and you grab the bracelet. You quickly snap it onto your wrist and it makes a beeping noise. The man smiles and tucks the gun into his pocket as he explains "That bracelet contains a small explosive. Once I'm doing here I'll take it off, but if you disobey me I'll detonate it. Understand?" You nod rapidly, feeling the cold metal against your wrist. He motions to the door to your left as he says "Good. Now you're going to go over there and open the door."
[[CONTINUE|Robbery Start]]At the end of the row of counters is a door which lets you out into the lobby of the bank. You walk through it every day using your keycard. You feel some small protection being separated from this guy by the glass, but as soon as you let him back here he'll be able to do anything he wants. You sit up slowly, rubbing the bracelet on your wrist. You're too scared to try pressing the panic button, so you just walk over to the door. You hesitate for a brief moment, then with a sad sigh you let him in. "Good girl" He says as he walks through the doorway, then as you expected he grabs you. He takes your wrist gently and turns you around, bringing both your arms behind your back "Hold still" He says by your ear, then you feel a ziptie being tightened against your wrists, binding them together.
"Now open wide." He says as he brings his hand in front of your mouth. In his closed fist he has a circular sponge scrunched up, and he shoved it deep into your mouth. The sponge expands, filling your mouth and muffling any sound. To keep it inside he also takes out a ballgag from his pocket. He pushes the plastic ball between your lips, keeping the sponge buried deeply in your mouth. He then buckles the straps tightly, the leather pressing into your bulging cheeks. "Now let's get this little toy off." He says as he unclips your bracelet. You make a muffled whining noise as you realise the bracelet was harmless.
He chuckles and gives your bottom a firm squeeze as he says "Don't feel so bad. I've robbed dozens of banks and tricked dozens of pretty girls like you." He then takes your arm and leads you to the back door. It goes into a long hallway that leads to a staircase. On the right is the break room where Angela will be. The stairs go either up or down, to the managers office, or to the safe in th basement. It seems the bank robber has studied the banks blueprints, as he knows exactly where to go. He takes you to the stairs and makes you sit down. Then he crouches and loops a ziptie around your ankles. "Now I'm going to go tie up your colleague." He says as he stands up straight "You stay right here." He walks down the hall and enters the break room. Should you stay put or try to escape?
[[Stay on the stairs]]
[[Try to escape]]You make a muffled sigh and hang your head. You wait on the stairs just as he told you, and after a short while the door to the break room opens. You see Angela hasn't fared any better against the bank robber. Her wrists are bound behind her back with a ziptie, her cheeks bulging with a large sponge, and a ballgag is stuffed between her lips. He's only been in the bank for a few minutes and he has you both bound and gagged. His hand is on Angela's arm, leading her out of the room and toward the stairs. Her eyes go wide and she makes a muffled moan of shock as she sees you. Her heels click against the floor as she stumbles along beside him, then he brings her to a stop in front of you.
"Okay ladies, now we're going to take a little visit to the safe downstairs." He says as he reaches for you, taking you by the arm and pulling you to your feet. You feel helpless and embarrassed, he's captured you easily with such little effort. He holds your arm by his right side, and Angela by his left, leading you both slowly downstairs. With your wrists bound you wobble from the lack of balance, but his grip on your arm keeps you upright. He takes you to the basement, to the large vault. It's a circular metal door, with an electronic keypad on the front. You glance at Angela nervously, you both know the combination, and giving it to this guy will likely cost you your job.
He walks you up to the vault then looks to you and says "Now I would prefer to do this without any casualties. So please don't make me hurt you. I'm going to take the ziptie off of your wrists, your going to enter the code, then you're going to put your wrists behind your back again and allow me to restrain you." He moves behind you, loosening the ziptie. You then feel the barrel of his pistol pressing into your lower back. Your wrists are freed, and you rub them to ease the soreness. "Enter the code now." You hear him say sternly by your ear. What do you want to do Emily?
[[Enter the code]]
[[Refuse to enter the code]]You tense your legs and lean forward, then you push yourself up to your feet. You wobble unsteadily for a moment, almost falling flat on your face. You then compose yourself, straightening your back and taking a deep breath. You're on your feet now Emily, but your wrists and ankles are still tightly bound. You remember seeing a pair of scissors on the bank managers desk, but that's all the way upstairs. You don't know what else to do, so you start making small hops, turning around to face the staircase. Once you're facing it you pause for a moment, then you bend your legs and hop up one step. Your heels make a loud clack on the wooden step.
You feel your breath catching in your throat. That sound was loud and you're certain the bank robber must've heard it. You hesitate in a scared silence, hearing nothing from the hallway behind you. The break room is too far away and he's busy with Angela, he can't hear you. With a glimmer of hope you begin hopping up each step. You make it to the next floor then you hop down the hallway. Luckily the bank manager has left his door slightly ajar. You hop up to it and give it a small bump with your hip, swinging it open. As it opens you see the scissors on his desk and you hop into his office. You can feel your legs getting tired, but you force yourself to keep going.
You hop to his desk then come to a stop. With your ankles bound it's hard to move your feet, but you slowly shuffle round so you're facing away from the desk. You then reach for the scissors behind your back, carefully scooping them up from the table. You begin trying to angle the scissors so you can cut the ziptie on your wrists. As you're trying to free yourself you hear him calling out downstairs "Where did you go? I know you can't have gone very far!" You can hear him coming up the steps, his shoes making a hard stomp as he searches for you. He'll find you in here in a matter of seconds Emily. You look to the door, realising you should've tried to lock it. What do you want to do?
[[Try to cut the ziptie]]
[[Try to lock the door]]You reach out your hand and enter the code. Once it's done you hang your head and slowly curl your arms behind your back. "Good girl." You hear him say soothingly, then he tightens the ziptie against your wrists again. "You've made this so easy for me ladies. I much prefer that no-one gets hurt, so you have my thanks." He says with a wide grin as he pulls the vault door open. "Now before I can start removing the money from this vault there's one last thing I need from you. Please step inside and take a seat on the floor. Back to back." You step into the vault and Angela follows behind you. He comes up to you and takes your arm, helping you to lower down.
You're soon sitting on the floor with your back to Angela, your long nylon coated legs splayed out in front of you. Looking up at him you see he's holding a small black rectangle. He flips open the case, revealing a syringe. You make a scared moan as he takes it out. "Don't worry my dear..." He says with an amused chuckle "I'm a man of my word, no harm will come to either of you." He crouches down with the syringe as he explains "This contains a mild psychadelic drug. It'll make the last few hours of your memory a hazy blur, removing your ability to identify me. I've used the same thing on all my past robberies, and I assure you it's perfectly safe. Now hold still..."
You gasp as he pushes the tip of the needle into your neck. He injects you with half of the chemical in the syringe, then he slips it out and injects Angela with the remaining half. "There we go, all done. Now just relax and take deep breaths. You're both going to feel very tired and drowzy. There's nothing to worry about." He says as he puts the syringe away. Darkness begins to cloud your vision, your eyes fluttering sleepily. Your body feels so tired and heavy, your head drooping down toward your chest. With a soft sigh you pass out, your head dropping all the way down as your eyes come to a close.
[[CONTINUE|Bank Wrap Up]]You reach your hand toward the keypad, then at the last second you swivel round and elbow him in the face. He grunts in pain and stumbles to the side, allowing you to run to the stairs. You make it to the stairs and run up them, but you can hear him chasing behind you. If you can get back to the counter you can press the alarm button under the desk. You sprint down the hall, then you wobble in your heels, the footwear unsuited to running. The momentary delay is enough for him to catch you, and he tackles into you from behind. He brings you down to the floor and you begin struggling to get free.
He has you pinned down on your chest, you can feel him trying to pull your wrists behind your back. You wriggle and squirm beneath him, but he's much stronger than you, and he quickly gets your slender arms under control. You can feel him overwhelming you, your feminine form simply too outmatched. He pulls your wrists together, then you feel another ziptie being looped around them. You make frustrated moans through your gag, your legs kicking up and down as the ziptie is tightened. "There we go..." He says with a satisfied sigh as he binds your wrists. He then leans close to your ear and snarls "That wasn't very smart."
With your wrists restrained behind your back there's nothing you can do to stop him. He grabs your arm and pulls you to your feet, then he begins marching you back toward the stairs. He grips your arm much harder than before, his fingers digging into your soft bicep. His calm professionalism has faded slightly, his eyes trembling with a cold anger. You begin to feel scared, wishing you had just done as he said. He sees the regret in your nervous expression, and as he takes you downstairs he says menacingly "You had your chance. Now I'll have to make an example of you."
[[CONTINUE|Bank Bag END]]Angela is waiting by the bank vault, too scared to move. He brings you into the room then says to her "I want you to watch this. Becaus this is what will happen if you don't open that vault." You then feel his foot pressing into the back of your knee. He forces you down into a kneeling position, his hand gripping your shoulder. "I told you I didn't want any casualties. But you've left me no choice." He sighs as you hear him getting something out of his pocket. He crouches down behind you, getting in close. You feel him pushing your ankles together, then looping another ziptie around them and tightening it. With your ankles bound you're stuck on your knees.
You tremble with fear, making soft pleading moans through your gag. "Hold still my dear, this will all be over soon." He says soothingly as he slips a clear plastic bag over your head. You make a muffled scream as he pulls the bag down to your neck. He then uses a roll of duct tape, wrapping it round the bag to keep the edges stuck to your neck. He does it so smoothly that your head is trapped inside the bag in a matter of seconds. He then pats you on the shoulder and says "I warned you." With that he stands up and walks over to Angela, leaving you writhing on your knees. You can feel the bag getting tighter to your face, the oxygen sucked out with every breath you take.
You struggle furiously, thrashing about so hard you fall to your side. Your lungs burn and you start to feel dizzy, and through your hazy eyes you see Angela entering the door code. You realise your defiance was for nothing, the vault door opens and he quickly binds Angela's wrists. The bag is pressing into your face now, and you gasp for air. You tremble on the floor, your eyes closing down with every twitching motion. Finally everything goes black, the last thing you see is the man walking into the vault. You died for nothing Emily, a helpless damsel in distress captured and killed in a bank robbery.
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Stay on the stairs]] "What do you mean you can't remember!!" Your boss yells angrily at both you and Angela. You're sitting in his office with two police officers trying to take a statement. "I... I was sitting at my desk... and... everything's just a blur..." You reply nervously, seeing the unimpressed faces of the three men. "And I think I was going to lunch..." Angela mumbles, both of you shy and embarrassed. "The CCTV footage was removed and all my money is gone! You better have more information than that!!" He yells before one of the officers calms him down.
"Well if you do remember anything give us a call." The other officer says as he puts away his notebook. The bank manager looks confused, then exclaims angrily "That's it?? They were probably in on it! Arrest them!" The officer shrugs and replies "We found them unconscious, bound and gagged in the empty vault. I highly doubt they were a part of this. Either way there's no evidence so..." He looks to his partner and says "We're done here."
The two officers leave, the door to the office closing as you're left alone with your manager. He glares at you and says "You're both fired. I want you out of my bank right now!" Angela makes a sad sigh and starts to get up. "But... that's not fair! We didn't do anything..." You start to say but he points at the door and yells "You lost all my money!! Get out!!" You get up and follow Angela out of the bank. You've lost your job but at least you survived the robbery Emily.
[[CONTINUE|Second Job Search Start]]You open your eyes and stare at the ceiling. You still feel a little upset after losing your first job, but you're not going to give up. You take a deep breath and force yourself out of bed. "Is that for me?" Eliza says as she comes up behind you in the kitchen. She kisses you on the neck and takes the cup of coffee, then you both sit at the kitchen table. The morning is your favourite part of the day, when you get to spend time with Eliza. But you know it'll only last for a few minutes, then you'll be left alone, unemployed with negative thoughts creeping in.
She can see the worry behind your eyes and says in a comforting tone. "That first job wasn't a good fit anyway. You're going to find something better Em. I know you are." You manag a weak smile then take a sip of coffee. "I had a dream I went back to Legs Up..." You sigh as you stare into your coffee cup. You haven't told Eliza about Bill's visit last week, and you haven't been able to get his words out of your head. "It was just a dream Em." Eliza says as she gets up from the table. She comes over and kisses you on the cheek as she says "You're Emily Lockwood. There's nothing you can't do. Finding the right job isn't easy, you just have to keep at it."
You smile at her and feel your insecurities fading. "Thanks Eliza." You say happily before standing up to give her a kiss on the lips. The kiss goes on for a few long pleasurable seconds, then with a soft wet sound she peels her lips away. "I gotta go to work. You got this." Eliza says, then she gives you a quick peck on the lips and leaves the kitchen. You hear the front door closing, then the sound of her cars engine getting further away. "I got this." You repeat to yourself as you sit at the kitchen table. You open up the newspaper again, going through it and circling four jobs. Which job do you want to apply for this time Emily?
[[Door to door sales]]
[[Night Guard]]
[[Lab Assistant]]
[[Process Server]]You begin cutting at the ziptie, running the sharp edge of the scissors against the plastic. You saw at it as hard as you can, feeling the blade slowly working through. You can hear him coming down the hallway now, his footsteps getting closer and closer. "Come on..." You moan angrily as you wriggle your wrists. The plastic of the ziptie is thick and you're not cutting it fast enough. Suddenly he appears in the doorway, his eyes locking on you as he says coldly "There you are. That wasn't very clever..." You make a scared gasp and pull at your wrists. You've worn down the ziptie enough that it finally snaps, freeing your wrists.
You bend down as he starts marching toward you. With your hands free it's much easier to remove the second ziptie. You cut it off your ankles then run round to the other side of the desk, using it as a barrier. He stops and shakes his head as he says "I told you to just do as I say and you wouldn't get hurt." You see his hand sliding into his pocket and you remember the gun. You look to the desk, spotting a heavy paperweight. You grab it and throw it as hard as you can at him. He gets the gun out of his pocket, then the paperweight hits him on the side of the head.
He groans and staggers back, the paperweight leaving a small cut on his temple. You run round the desk and head straight to the door. If you can get back to the front counter you can hit the silent alarm then run out onto the street for help. You sprint through the open doorway then take off down the hall. You run toward the stairs, your heels tapping on the floor, your heart pounding in your chest. You're certain you're going to make it, that this is going to be just another one of your adventures. Then from behind you there's a loud BANG! and you feel a sting of pain in your back.
[[CONTINUE|Bank Shot END]]You hop toward the door as fast as you can. "I hear you!" He calls out as he reaches the top of the stairs. You can hear him coming down the hallway toward the office, walking at a fast pace. You make it to the door and bump it closed with your hip. You then shuffle your feet and turn around, pressing your back to the door handle. You fumble around blindly for the lock, your fingers tracing against the handle then moving lower. You can hear his footsteps getting closer and closer, until he's right outside the door. You turn the lock at the last second, then you hear the handle turning from the other side.
He rattles the door and bangs his fist against it. You lean into it with all your weight to try and keep him out. "Open the door right now!!" You hear him yell angrily as he begins slamming his shoulder into it. The impact almost makes you fall forward, but you keep yourself pressed to the door, refusing to let him in. Suddenly the banging sound goes silent and you hear him walking away. You wait for a few minutes to make sure he's gone, your chest heaving up and down. You take a slow breath and try to calm yourself, then you focus on the scissors. You feel so close to getting free, and you make a large hop across the room.
Your tiredness finally gets the better of you, and as you land you wobble then fall messily to the floor. You groan as you hit the floor on your chest, then your eyes widen with panic as you realise you're stuck. You begin wriggling around trying to get back to your feet, but with your wrists and ankles bound you can't get up. You exhaust yoursel writhing on the floor, your cheeks becoming rosy and warm, your body moist with sweat. Eventually you come to a stop, letting out an exhausted sigh through your gag. You wait on the floor for a long time, until eventually the door is kicked down by a police officer.
[[CONTINUE|Bank Office Wrap]]"Why didn't you press the silent alarm!?" Your boss yells angrily at both you and Angela. You're sitting in his office with two police officers trying to take a statement. "He... he pointed a gun at me... and I just froze..." You reply nervously, seeing the unimpressed faces of the three men. "And I was just in the break room and he did the same thing to me..." Angela mumbles, both of you shy and embarrassed. "This guy just strolls in and you don't even try to stop him!!" He yells before one of the officers calms him down.
"We'll give you a call if we catch the guy." The other officer says as he puts away his notebook. The bank manager looks confused, then exclaims angrily "That's it?? They were probably in on it! Arrest them!" The officer shrugs and replies "We found them both bound and gagged. I highly doubt they were a part of this. Either way there's no evidence so..." He looks to his partner and says "We're done here."
The two officers leave, the door to the office closing as you're left alone with your manager. He glares at you and says "You're both fired. I want you out of my bank right now!" Angela makes a sad sigh and starts to get up. "But... that's not fair! We didn't do anything..." You start to say but he points at the door and yells "You lost all my money!! Get out!!" You get up and follow Angela out of the bank. You've lost your job but at least you survived the robbery Emily.
[[CONTINUE|Second Job Search Start]]The van drops you off in the neighbourhood you'll be selling in. They assess each of their sellers and choose specific areas with specific items. They've decided that you'll be selling silk scarves and high quality pantyhose. The residential neighbourhood is one of the nicer one's in Greenfield. It's a warm day and you have rows of houses to knock the doors of. The items you're selling are neatly stored in a large briefcase. You hold it by your side as you walk down the street. You're dressed in flat black shoes, a pencil skirt and a light blue blouse. On your legs are a pair of the pantyhose you'll be selling, making you a walking advertisement.
The first house you try no-ones home, then the next few tell you they're not interested. An hour passes and your feet are already starting to feel sore. You continue to the next house, trying to keep a positive attitude. You walk up the path and knock at the door. You hear footsteps approaching and you put on a warm smile as the door opens. A middle aged man in shorts and a t-shirt answers, he smiles at you as you quickly begin speaking. "Hi, my names Emily and I would love to talk to you about some of the products I'm selling." He hasn't interrupted you yet, everyone else was closing the door by this point.
With a small glimmer of hope you open the briefcase and continue "One of these luxury scarves or a new pair of pantyhose would make the perfect gift for your wife or girlfriend. And the prices are extremely affordable. You won't find high quality products for these prices anywhere else." You hold open the briefcase to show him the rows of scarves and folded pantyhose. He seems mildly interested as he says "Sure I'll take a look. Why don't you come inside." He gestures for you to enter and you head through. He then glances around to make sure no-ones watching before closing the door.
[[CONTINUE|Sales]]You sit in the security station staring blankly out of the window. You then scoop up your mystery novel and start reading the next chapter. You're guarding a warehouse in an industrial district, you're not sure what's being stored here but it's valuable enough to have it guarded overnight. A fence goes all the way round the warehouse, and the station is a metal box beside the front gates. Your job is to sit in the box all night, then do a patrol of the warehouse once an hour. You're dressed in a security guard uniform, a pair of form fitting blue pants are on your legs, and a matching blue shirt is tight to your trim torso.
On your feet are a pair of black boots. You haven't quite adjusted to the night shift schedule, you feel tired and as you read your book you let out a big yawn. You finish the chapter and put the book down again. Then you go back to looking out of the window in front of you. There's a few other warehouses in the distance you can see, the street is deserted, the stars and the moon loom over you against the night sky. You check the clock on your small metal desk. You make an excited smile as you see an hour has gone by.
The walk around the warehouse is the one thing keeping you from dying of boredom. You grab your key and your torch, then you head out into the cool night air. You give your legs a small wriggle to loosen the muscles. Then you walk across the grey concrete floor to the warehouse. The large shutters are down and locked, you enter a door to the right hand side. You use your keys to open the door then you lock it behind you. Inside the warehouse is a maze of wooden crates, stacked so high you can't see over them. You turn on your torch, a beam of light cutting through the darkness. Then you start your patrol.
[[CONTINUE|Patrol]]The research facility is a white sterile building on the outskirts of Greenfield. You have to take the bus to get there, taking it to the last stop. The building gleams under the sun, it's large square shape looming over you. Walking down the path your heels make a firm click on the concrete. On your legs are a pair of dark black pantyhose, and snug to your womanly hips is a black pencil skirt. On your trim torso is a white blouse, pressing inward against your flat stomach then outward at the soft mounds of your breasts. You were told this first day would be a test, to ensure you're the right fit for the job. You're still not quite sure what you're responsibilities will be here.
You approach the shiny glass doors and press the buzzer. You hear a womans voice respond "Please state your name." You clear your throat and lean toward the intercom as you reply "Emily Lockwood." As soon as you're done speaking the door automatically unlocks and the woman says "Please come inside." She's waiting for you in the reception area. She's wearing a white labcoat over a red blouse and a black pencil skirt. Her blonde hair is pulled into a ponytail, and her dazzling blue eyes look at you from behind her thick glasses. "Welcome Emily." She says as she shakes your hand. "I'm Doctor Ellis. I'll be conducting your test today."
She leads you through the facility. The inside is just as sterile as the outside. She leads you down a long white hallway, the lighting panels in the ceiling bathing you in a bright light. "So does this facility specialise in a specific area of research?" You ask curiously as you keep up with her steady pace. "We conduct many forms of research." She replies in a formal tone. "But we specialise in experiments with sedatives..." You make a scared groan as you reply "Sedatives?" She pushes her glasses up the bridge of her nose as she says "Yes. Particularly with a chemical called chloroform. Are you familiar with it?" You sigh and nod as you reply "Yes... I'm familiar..."
[[CONTINUE|Test One]]You come to a stop outside the bar. This is your first time serving someone with court documents, and you're pretty nervous. You were told to dress normally to not arouse any suspicion. You're wearing a pair of white sneakers, on your legs are a pair of light black nylon pantyhose. You're also wearing a light blue skirt and a green jacket over a white t-shirt. The jacket is form fitting to your slender torso, the two sides left open. In the pocket of the jacket is the envelope you have to deliver. All you have to do is identify a man named Jack Hayes, then hand him the envelope. It sounded easy at the time, but now that you've arrived at the bar you're not so sure.
It's the middle of the day and you can hear the loud rock music playing inside. Outside the bar a line of harley davidsons are parked. It's clearly a biker bar, and you're going to stick out like a sore thumb in there. You double check the envelope is in your pocket. Then you look down nervously at your outfit. You wish you hadn't chosen such a tight t-shirt, and this skirt is far too short, showing off your long nylon coated legs. With a deep breath you head to the door and push it open. It's loud and smoky as you enter, the smoke of cigarettes and cigars drifting through the air. To your left two men are playing pool, to your right is the bar.
At the far end you see a row of booths, there's just under a dozen men at the booths. Some of them are just drinking, others are playing cards. Some of them have their girlfriends sitting on their laps. They're all wearing a similar style of leather vest, the skull logo of their biker gang emblazoned on the back. You see some of the bikers staring at you, smirking or laughing as they point you out. You ignore them and head to the bar. The bartender comes over and says "What'll it be little lady." You speak loudly over the music "I'm looking for a man named Jack Hayes. I've heard he comes here a lot." The bartender narrows his eyes as he asks "Why would you want to speak with Jack?"
[[Make something up]]
[[Tell the truth]]Your run slows to a steady walk, then you come to a stop. You stare off into the distance, feeling strangely weak and tired. The sting of pain in your back turns cold, a numbness travelling through your body. You blink slowly as you hear his footsteps approaching from behind you. The sound gets closer and closer, until you feel his grip on your arm. You know you should be scared, you should be running or screaming for your life, but you're too tired to muster any emotions. He turns you round to face him, looking at you as the colour drains from your face.
"You should've listened to me." He sighs as he pulls you in close. One arm wraps around you to keep you place, his other hand is still holding the gun. He presses the barrel of the gun firmly against your chest, then squeezes the trigger two times in quick succession. You make a soft feminine gasp, your body shuddering with each shot. You lean into him as your legs give out. "It's over now. All over..." He whispers as he eases you down to the floor. He lays you on your back, looking at the two red holes staining your white blouse.
He shakes his head again then walks away, leaving you splayed out on the floor. You can feel the life leaving your body, your heart rate slowing as you take your final breaths. Your eyes flutter closed and you fade away. All the tension leaves your muscles, your lifeless form looking peaceful as you lay motionless. Downstairs the bank robber forces Angela to open the vault, then he begins emptying it of all the money. He got what he came for, and the only thing you've achieved is getting yourself killed Emily.
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Try to escape]] "I'll just go make sure she's okay." You say to yourself as you head into the back. You open a door that leads to a hallway. Halfway down the hall is the door to the break room. At the far end are two flights of stairs, one going up to the managers office, the other going down to the bank vault. "Angela?" You call out as you walk down the hall. You reach the door to the break room. You open it, expecting Angela to be there, but finding nothing. You feel a sinking sensation in your stomach. You have to confirm she's missing first before calling the police.
You'll check the whole building, then you'll check the CCTV footage. You decide to go down to the bank vault. Your heels make a firm click on the steps, and soon you're stepping into the large room where the vault is held. You come to a sudden stop at the bottom of the stairs. Across from you the large circular metal door is wide open. Inside you can see Angela bound and gagged on the floor. Zipties are keeping her wrists behind her back, and her ankles firmly together. She's completely unconscious, her head turned to the side with her cheek resting on the floor.
You see a man with dark hair in a black suit loading up two large duffel bags with money. He spots you at the same time you see him. Without a moments hesitation he stands up straight and begins to advance on you. "Don't move. I'm not going to hurt you, just stay right there." He says as he steps out of the vault. You're frozen by fear, unsure of what to do. As comes toward you his hand dips smoothly into his pocket. You can see he's pulling out a pistol, and as it comes up he says "Put your hands on your head. Now." What do you want to do Emily?
[[Put your hands on your head]]
[[Run up the stairs]]"Im sure she'll be back after her lunch break is over..." You mutter softly to yourself. You take a seat behind the counter, going back to your usual position of staring into space. You tap your fingers idly on the wooden surface, alternating from watching the door to watching the clock on the wall above it. You cross your legs and settle into your seat. Time passes slowly, and the longer it goes on the more worried you become. Angela's lunch break ended a minute ago, and she's usually always on time. You start to uncross your legs, then you hear the door behind you open. You let out a relieved sigh and say "I was starting to get worried...Mmmppphhh!!!"
A man comes up behind you and clamps his hand over your mouth. His other hand is holding a syringe, and before you can stop him he pushes the needle smoothly into your neck. "There's nothing to worry about my dear." He says calmly by your ear, pressing the plunger down to inject you with an unknown chemical. You can feel your blood tingling as you're injected, then the needle slips out of you. "Shhh. It's already over." He whispers as you moan against the palm of his hand. You make a small struggle in your chair, but his grip on your mouth is too strong. Suddenly you start to feel dizzy, black spots dancing across your eyes. You let out a sleepy moan, your shoulders sagging as your body goes numb.
"That's it. Just relax." The man coos as he peels his hand away. He turns your chair around to face him, and you see a man with dark hair in a black suit. He smiles down at you, then reaches for your waist and hoists you out of the chair. "Now let's get you downstairs with your colleague." He says as he lifts you up and drapes you over his shoulder. You let out a girlish moan as you flop into place. His arm wraps around your legs, squeezing them together. You then feel him giving your bottom a gentle pat as he says "Just go to sleep. Don't fight it." You sigh softly, your eyes fluttering closed as he carries you away atop his shoulder.
[[CONTINUE|Bank Wrap 3]]"What do you mean you can't remember!!" Your boss yells angrily at both you and Angela. You're sitting in his office with two police officers trying to take a statement. "I... I was sitting at my desk... and... everything's just a blur. I think I was injected with something..." You reply nervously, seeing the unimpressed faces of the three men. "And I think I was going to lunch..." Angela mumbles, both of you shy and embarrassed. "The CCTV footage was removed and all my money is gone! You better have more information than that!!" He yells before one of the officers calms him down.
"Well if you do remember anything give us a call." The other officer says as he puts away his notebook. The bank manager looks confused, then exclaims angrily "That's it?? They were probably in on it! Arrest them!" The officer shrugs and replies "We found them unconscious, bound and gagged in the empty vault. I highly doubt they were a part of this. Either way there's no evidence so..." He looks to his partner and says "We're done here."
The two officers leave, the door to the office closing as you're left alone with your manager. He glares at you and says "You're both fired. I want you out of my bank right now!" Angela makes a sad sigh and starts to get up. "But... that's not fair! We didn't do anything..." You start to say but he points at the door and yells "You lost all my money!! Get out!!" You get up and follow Angela out of the bank. You've lost your job but at least you survived the robbery Emily.
[[CONTINUE|Second Job Search Start]]"Please don't hurt me." You whimper as you put your hands on your head. He smirks at your fear, clearly pleased by your reaction. "There's no need to worry my dear. I'm just a simple bank robber..." He says in a soothing voice. "...as long as you do what I tell you, no harm will come to you." He walks round you and you feel his hand on your wrist. He gently pulls your arms behind your back as he says "Now hold still." You feel a ziptie tightening against your wrists, binding them together. He then takes you by the arm and begins leading you toward the vault. You hang your head as you walk alongside him. You feel embarrassed at letting him catch you so easily, your cheeks lightly blushing.
You step into the vault, then he walks you forward until you're standing beside Angela. "Now take a seat on the floor please." He says calmly, giving your shoulder a small squeeze to ease you down. You sink down until you're sitting on your shapely behind, your long nylon coated legs splayed out in front of you. Looking up at him you see he's holding a small black rectangle. He flips open the case, revealing a syringe. You make a scared moan as he takes it out. "Don't worry my dear..." He says with an amused chuckle "I'm a man of my word, no harm will come to either of you." He crouches down with the syringe as he explains.
"This contains a mild psychadelic drug. It'll make the last few hours of your memory a hazy blur, removing your ability to identify me. I've used the same thing on all my past robberies, and I assure you it's perfectly safe. Now hold still..." You gasp as he pushes the tip of the needle into your neck. He injects you with the chemical in the syringe, then he puts it back into it's case "There we go, all done. Now just relax and take deep breaths. You're going to feel very tired and drowzy. There's nothing to worry about." He says as darkness begins to cloud your vision. Your body feels so tired and heavy, your head drooping down toward your chest. With a soft sigh you pass out, your head dropping all the way down as your eyes come to a close.
[[CONTINUE|Bank Wrap Up]]You spin round and begin sprinting up the stairs. "Stop!" You hear him yell angrily behind you, then you hear the lound bang of a gun. It buries into the wall right beside you, making you let out a scared shriek. You continue running, getting to the top of the stairs. You begin running down the long hallway, trying to get back to the main room of the bank. If you can get back to your counter you can hit the silent alarm, then you can run outside to call for help. You run down the hallway as fast as you can, your hair fluttering at your back. You then hear another loud bang behind you, and this time he doesn't miss.
You let out a scream of pain as you feel the bullet hitting the back of your leg. The running momentum sends you flying forward, and you hit the ground hard on your chest. You groan breathlessly on the floor, your leg pulsing in pain. You can hear him walking toward you, and you begin desperately crawling away. "I prefer to do this without any casualties. But you've left me no other choice." He sighs as he gets closer and closer. You can feel tears welling up in your eyes. You're not nearly close enough to the door, and you wouldn't be able to get up and open it anyway.
With a scared whimper you come to a stop. He walks up beside you, then with the tip of his shoe he rolls you over onto your back. You look up at him, seeing the gun in his hand. "Please... don't..." You whimper in a frightened voice. He points the gun at your head, and you look down the barrel with your watery eyes. There's nothing you can do to stop him from squeezing the trigger. There's a loud bang, then everything goes black. You should've just let him tie you up Emily, now the bank has lost it's money, and you've lost your life.
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Look for Angela]] "You've got Mark and Alison. The terror couple." He laughs at his own joke then continues "Make sure you keep them apart. And Ethan Scott, he was caught hacking into the schools private network. Technology is strictly off limits to him. We took his phone but he may have another one. Keep an eye on him." You nod and make a mental note of the three students you'll be watching over. You pass by rows of lockers then he opens the door to the classroom. A teacher hurries out and says "They're all yours." She slips past you and continues down the hall. Inside you see the three students are already there.
In the grid formation of the students desk Mark is at the front, furthest to the left. Alison is furthest to the right, and Ethan is at the back in the centre row. They all watch you as you come in, Mark and Alison making small smiles, while Ethan just stares coldly. "Ms Lockwood will be supervising this detention session. You are to do as she says at all times! Is that understood?" The principal bellows in his stern voce, and all three of them reply "Yes sir." He gives you a stiff nod then walks out of the room, closing the door behind him. You walk over to the teachers desk at the front of the class and take a seat.
"How old are you Miss?" Alison asks with a teasing grin. You clear your throat and try to use a firm tone as you reply "That's none of your business. And there's no talking in detention. If you break the rules again I'll have to report you. Unless you want to be back here next week?" She rolls her eyes dramatically and goes silent. You feel pleased with yourself, and you take out some paperwork to get on with for the next hour. Ten minutes pass before Mark calls out "I need to go to the bathroom. I'll be back in a minute." You're not supposed to let them leave, but he's already getting up from his desk. What do you want to do Emily?
[[Tell him to sit down]]
[[Let him leave]]Before he can move away from his desk you say "Ummm... I'm sorry but you have to stay in detention for the whole hour..." He glares at you and there's an awkward silence. "Seriously?" He says in an angry tone, then he marches right up to your desk. "And what are you guna do if I just walk out?" He walks round the desk, standing beside your chair and looming over you. "I... Ummm... well... I'll have to report you..." You stammer nervously as you look up at him. He's close to graduating high school, and despite your age difference he's much bigger and more intimidating than you. He smirks as he sees the fear in your eyes, then he glances at Alison who has a wide grin. "This shits ridiculous. They really think she can tell us what to do?"
His girlfriend giggles and calls out "Maybe you should teach her a lesson..." You begin to push your chair back as you say "You're going to be in big trouble... Ohhh!!" He suddenly reaches out and grabs a handful of your hair, yanking you to your feet. His firm grip tilts your head to the side, and you wince in pain. "What was that? I couldn't hear you." He says mockingly before pushing you over the desk. You fall forward, your chest hitting the desk hard. Alison hurries over and grabs your arms, holding them down to the desk to keep you in the bent over position. "Let go. Hey! Stop!" You moan as you feel Mark peeling you skirt up.
He exposes your white panties and your shapely rump, your bottom wriggling side to side as you try to get free. "So can we leave detention early?" He asks, to which you make a whimpering reply "N... no! You're not allowed to... OWWW!!!" His hand comes down on your bottom, making a hard smack against the soft juicy flesh. You feel a sting of pain then his hand comes down again. You're supposed to be in charge but he's spanking you like you'r an unruly schoolgirl. His strong hand settles into a steady rhythm, slapping your butt over and over. You can feel the throbbing pain increasing, your behind turning a light shade of red. "So can we leave detention?" He asks as he pauses for a moment, his hand rubbing and squeezing your sore backside.
[[Let them leave]]
[[Refuse to let them leave]]You feel too nervous to stop him him and you sit in silence as he heads for the door. "Just don't take too long..." You start to say, but he just ignores you. The door slams closed and you hear him walking down the hallway. Alison has a big teasing smile on her face. She seems to have enjoyed watching you fail to stop her boyfriend. At the back of the room Ethan is still sitting quietly, a calm stare showing behind his thick glasses. You let out a defeated sigh and go back to your paperwork. Five minutes pass then Alison's hand shoots up in the air. You glance up from your desk and she smiles at you as she says "I have to go to the bathroom as well. I'll be back soon."
She starts to get up before you can reply. It's obvious they're trying to skip detention and meet up with each other. As she gets you say "No. You... you can't leave..." She stops and glares at you as she replies "That's not fair! You let Mark go!" You think quickly and reply "One at a time. When he comes back then you can go." Her lips purse together in an angry pout. Her smile is gone, replacing with a look of pure anger. She marches up to your desk and leans toward you as she says "I don't like being told what to do." Her tone becomes more bratty, her arms trembling as she clenches her fists. You feel unsure of what to do, she's about the same height as you and you're probably evenly matched in strength.
"Go and sit down... please." You say with a slight wobble in your voice. She makes a cruel smirk as she walks around the desk and replies "Or what?" She sits right next to you, perching herself on the desk and looking down. "If you're going to keep me here you could at least make yourself useful" She says as she stares intensely at you. She lifts her foot, her knee coming close to her chest. She then slips off her school shoe, revealing her fluffy white sock. "I've been on my feet all day..." She says as she places her foot in your lap. "Massage my feet." Your throat ripples as you swallow nervously. What do you want to do Emily?
[[Tell her she can leave]]
[[Refuse to massage her feet]]"Ohhhh... Okay fine... just stop. You can go." You whimper in defeat as he gropes your sore bottom. "That was easy." Mark laughs as he gives your butt a hard slap. You let out a feminine gasp, your hips twitching from the pain. He walks round the desk and says to Alison "Let's get out of here babe" He then kisses her on the lips before wrapping an arm around her waist. They leave the room, laughing at how easily they broke you. The door slams closed and you're left with Ethan, still sitting at the back, silently watching you through his thick glasses. You make a sad sniffling noise as you push yourself off of the desk. You grab the hem of your skirt, pulling it down over your bottom and to your thighs. You run your hands over the skirt then go to sit down.
"Ow." You yelp as your bottom presses to the wooden surface of the chair, hopping back up to your feet. "You okay?" Ethan asks as he calmly get up from his chair. You quickly wipe away a few tears and reply "I... I'm fine... you need to stay at your desk." He continues moving toward you as he replies "I get headaches sometimes. I have painkillers that might help." You sigh then make a small smile as you say "Thanks." He reaches into his pocket and takes out the small container. "Hold out your hand." He says as he unscrews the lid. He tips out two pills onto the palm of your hand, then you pop them into your mouth. It takes you a second to swallow them without water, but with a large gulp they travel down your throat.
"Those guys are jerks. Always have been." Ethan says in a comforting tone. You feel the pain begin to fade as the pills take effect. "I'm sorry you had to see that..." You reply as you look down at your skirt, your hands running along it to straighten it out. "I'm supposed to be in charge here and that was so unprofess...Mmmpphh!!" Before you can finish Ethan suddenly moves forward and kisses you. His hand moves round to the back of your head, keeping you trapped in the kiss for a few seconds. You're frozen in shock for a moment, then you push him off and gasp "What are you doing?!" He makes a calm smile as he says "Do you want me to tell the principal about what just happened? Or do you want this to be a secret?"
[[Let him kiss you]]
[[Refuse to let him kiss you]]"No!" You moan angrily as you wriggle your legs and try to break free from Alison's grip. "You can't leave! And when the headteacher finds out about this you two are going to be in so much... OWWWW!!!" He smacks his hand against your bottom again, making it even redder. "I don't think she's learned her lesson yet." Mark says with an amused smirk at your defiance. He gives you a few more hard spanks with the palm of his hand, then Alison says "Hey check out what's on the desk. Maybe that'll help her learn." She motions to a wooden ruler, and Mark snatches it from the desk.
He gives you butt a firm squeeze as he says "Just so you know, the chance to give up and let us go is over. You can beg and moan all you want but I won't stop." He spots Ethan at the back of the room and calls out "Hey! Get over here!" Ethan nervously gets up. He hurries to the front of the room, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose. Mark takes out his phone from his pocket and tosses it to Ethan as he says "Record this." Ethan nods and starts to record. The camera zooms in closer as Mark slowly pulls your panties down, exposing your bright red behind. "Hey! Stop!" You squeal as your panties slide down to your ankles.
Mark gives your backside another squeeze, then he lifts the ruler in the air. Your body goes tense in anticipation. He brings the ruler down as hard as he can, the flat length of wood cutting through the air. It makes a loud smack across both globes of your juicy rear. The pain is ten times worse than his hand, the ruler so hard and flat. You make a girlish scream as tears fill your eyes. He lifts the ruler and smacks it against your butt again, making another loud sound. "Okay!! You can go!! Please stop!!" You squeal helplessly, the two smacks of the ruler breaking you down. Mark just laughs and lifts the ruler again. "I told you it's too late for that." He says as he brings the ruler down a third time, the sound of the loud smack filling the room.
[[CONTINUE|School Spank END]]Ethan moves slowly around you, taking in every angle of your spanking. Tears trickle down your cheeks as Mark hits you with the ruler over and over. The soft flesh of your behind becomes more sore and tender, the pain unbearable. You break down into a sobbing mess, lying flat on the desk without any defiance. Mark makes a final three hard smacks with the ruler, then finally he comes to a stop. He puts down the ruler then shakes out his arm as he says "Alright I think we can stop there. How's she doing?" Alison releases your wrists and holds you by the hair, lifting your head from the table so she can look into your eyes.
"I think she's about to faint." Alison giggles as she watches your sleepy expression. She's right, the pain and humiliation is just too much. You're overwhelmed and exhausted, and you can feel the darkness seeping in. You let out a tired sigh as you begin to fade away, your body slumped over the desk with your panties at your ankles. You make a small wince as you feel Mark groping your bottom, the bursts of pain keeping you awake. "We have a video of this whole thing. So from now on you belong to us. Got it?" He says menacingly as he gives your butt a firm pat. "Y... Yes..." You moan sleepily on the verge of unconsciousness.
"You're going to help us cheat on tests, change our grades on the teachers computers, and let us out of detention whenever we want. You're our slave for the rest of the school year. And if you don't do what we say, that video will go online and I'll bend you over this desk again." He gives your sore bottom another pat and you moan "Okay... I'll do anything you want..." Alison and Mark laugh at having broken you. Ethan meanwhile get's up a close-up of your face, capturing the moment when you're eyes flutter closed. You faint knowing any authority you had is gone, you belong to these cruel teens now, and there's nothing you can do about it.
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Tell him to sit down]] You look down at your feet shyly as you mumble "Please... don't tell him... I... I could lose my job..." A pleased smile creeps along Ethan's lips. He moves closer again, his hands reaching out and gently gripping your biceps. "It'll be our secret, as long as you do what I want..." He says calmly as he leans his mouth toward yours. "Stop..." You whimper as you turn your head away. You then gasp as you feel him kissing along your neck, his lips pressing to your soft skin. "I said stop." You say with more defiance as you take a step back. He closes in on you again, and you keep backing up until you bump into the chalkboard behind you.
He has trapped against the wall now, grabbing your arms and holding you in place. You struggle weakly, then he makes his tone more stern as he says "Do you want me to tell the principal you just got spanked then let two students out of detention?" You look into his eyes and see that he's serious. "No..." You sigh with a timid expression. "Then stop fighting me" He says before he suddenly leans in and kisses you, planting his lips to yours. You moan against his mouth, pushing at him to try and get him off. Despite being one of the nerdier students he's still much stronger than you, your girlish strength unable to push him away. You push at his chest as he kisses you, his lips latched onto yours as he makes wet suckling sounds.
As he kisses you he calmly grips your wrists, pulling them away from his chest and pinning them to the chalkboard. He holds your wrists either side of your head, making you feel completely helpless. You feel his tongue pushing into your mouth, forcing your lips to part. You make soft moans as his tongue swirls around inside your mouth. You can feel him becoming more dominant and eager to ravish you, his chest squashing into your breasts as he presses you up against the wall. He finally breaks the kiss, his lips peeling away. You gasp for air and turn your head to the side as you moan "No... stop..." But he ignores you, his hands letting go of your wrists then sliding around your waist.
[[CONTINUE|Ethan Ravish END]]You realise you have no choice. You either let this creep have his way with you, or the principal will find out what just happened. "You don't have to tell him..." You say with a small sigh "...I'll tell him myself after detention is over. Now go and sit down." Ethan looks shocked, his attempt at blackmailing you failing. He makes an angry grumbling noise and marches back to his desk. The rest of the detention passes in silence. You allow Ethan to go home then you go straight to the principal's office.
"Ms Lockwood. Everything went well I assume?" He says as you enter his office. You pause for a moment, nervously interlacing your fingers. "Actually... No. It didn't go well at all." You reply before taking a seat. You tell him exactly what happened, and you his smile fade. By the time you're done he has a stern expression. "That's very disappointing to hear..." He says coldly, the gears turning in his mind. "Those two students will be punished of course. And I'm afraid this raises serious concerns about your employment here Ms Lockwood."
You knew this was coming and you reply in a pleading tone "I know I messed this up, but if you just give me another chance..." Before you can finish he interrupts you "This is a school Ms Lockwood. If you cannot be left alone with our students there's just no place for you here. I truly am sorry, but I think it would be best if your employment was terminated." You hang your head and sigh "I understand." You stand up and he rises from his seat as well "Good luck Ms Lockwood." He says as he shakes your hand, then you leave the office and head for the exit.
[[CONTINUE|Second Job Search Start]] You wriggle in his arms but make no real attempt to get free. With his threat of blackmailing you he has you under his control. His arms are locked in around your waist, pulling you a few steps away from the wall. He then grabs your hips and spins you around so you're facing away from him. He comes up behind you, his bulging crotch pressing into your bottom. He reaches round and begins unbuttoning your blouse, slowly revealing your light blue bra. "You... you can't do this to me..." You moan as your soft creamy breasts are exposed. He begins fondling your bosom, taking the heaving mounds in his hands. He rolls them around and squeezes them, kissing along your neck as he gropes you.
"I'm just getting started." He whispers by your ear. "After this you're coming home with me. My mom won't stop yelling at me to get off the computer and find a girlfriend. Just wait til I show you off." You gasp as he squeezes your breasts roughly, his fingers pressing into their soft shape. "Your girlfriend?? I'm too old for you Ethan... this isn't right... let me go..." He smirks and continues groping you as he replies "Only by a few years, and you look young enough, my mom won't even notice. Besides..." He kisses you on the neck and squeezes your breasts as hard as he can as he says "You don't have a choice." He continues undressing you, pulling at your blouse and unzipping your skirt.
You feel utterly overwhelmed, unable to stop him from stripping you down to your underwear. You're soon in just your blue bra and panties, your slender feminine figure completely exposed. He takes a second to look you up and down, smiling at your half naked body. Then he pounces on you, pushing up against the wall. He kisses and gropes you ravenously, his hands all over you. He glances over at the clock, seeing that there's still half an hour of detention. "Plenty of time" He says with a small chuckle. You then feel his hand on your shoulder, forcing you down to your knees. Eye level with his crotch you let out a defeated sigh, watching him lowering his zipper as the seconds on the clock slowly pass by.
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Let them leave]] You feel strangely scared of her, not knowing what she's capable of. "Look... you can go to the bathroom... just be quick." You mumble nervously. She smirks, knowing she's successfully intimidated you. She slips her shoe back on then hops down from your desk, her shoes making a firm click against the floor. "Thanks." She says with a teasing wink before spinning round and heading to the door. You let out a small sigh as you watch her go. You didn't even make it halfway through detention and you've lost a third of the students. At least Ethan hasn't been any trouble. You glance at him at the back of the class. He's started working on some homework and has a stack of books on his desk.
You make a satisfied nod and go back to your own paperwork. Ten minutes pass by and neither Mark nor Alison return. As you suspected they've ditched detention. You feel worried, if anyone finds out about this your job could be in jeopardy. You glance over at Ethan again, then you start to become suspicious. It looks like he's hiding something behind his stack of books. You've already failed twice today and you're determined to not let it happen again. You quietly slip off your shoes and rise up from your seat. Your feet press silently to the floor as you walk over to him.
His head is tilted down and he doesn't notice you approaching. You walk right up to him, then you see that behind the books he has a small laptop. "I knew it!" You exclaim angrily as you look down at him. He looks up at you with a shocked expression as you continue "You know you're not supposed to be using any technology in detention Ethan. Give me the laptop and you can have it back when the hour is over." He looks you up and down, focusing on your bare feet before looking into your eyes. "No." He says coldly. "You let those two leave so I should get my laptop." He goes back to typing, ignoring you standing beside him. What do you want to do Emily?
[[Take the laptop]]
[[Report him to the principal]]"Get your foot off me." You say angrily as you try to push her foot away from your lap. Her legs are are surprisingly strong, and she ignores your feeble efforts. "No massage? Maybe you could just sniff them then." She giggles as she lifts her foot and presses it into your face. "Hey! Stop! Get off...mmmppphhh!!!" As you're talking she shoves her foot into your mouth, her toes running along your tongue. Her foot fills your mouth, your lips stretched wide open as you gag on the fluffy white fabric. You try to move your chair back to get away from her. But she reaches out and grabs your wrist, pulling you forward and forcing her foot even further in.
She pushes it so deep your eyes water and you begin to gag. You look pleadingly at her and with an amused smile she finally pulls it out. You let out choking noise as you gasp for air. "Alison please..." You moan, but she starts rubbing her foot against your face, her toes going across the softness of your lips. "I told you to sniff my foot." She says menacingly as she pokes your nose with her big toe. Her hand is digging into your wrist, refusing to let you go. You make a scared whimper, then you begin smelling her foot. "That's it. Nice deep breaths." Alison giggles. "I want to hear you inhaling."
She presses the sole of her foot up against your nose, and you take a deep breath loud enough for her to hear. You can smell the sweat that's accumulated on her foot throughout the day. Going through the fluffy white sock and into your lungs. You take a deep breath then wince in disgust. Alison suddenly slaps you in the face with her foot, acting offended as she says "Don't make that face. You should be thanking me for letting you smell my feet." She gives your face another hard smack with her foot then says "Now take off my sock." You slowly peel off her sock and she wriggles her toes. She then lowers her foot and places the other in your lap next to it as she says "And the other one."
[[CONTINUE|Schoolgirl Foot END]]"I said give it to me." You say angrily as you reach for the laptop. He grabs it and holds it down to his desk, then before you can pull it away he quickly types at the keyboard. You yank it out of his grip, stumbling back a few steps. "Now you can have this back..." You start to say, then you see on the screen a big flashing warning sign 'DELETING ALL SECURE NETWORK FILES' You can see a loading bar, going up from one percent slowly toward a hundred. "What... what is this? What did you do Ethan?" You ask as the bar goes up to five percent. Ethan crosses his arms and leans back smugly in his chair as he replies "In a few minutes all the schools files will be deleted. Good luck explaining that to the principal."
You let out an angry sigh and quickly sit down at the desk next to his. "How do I stop this thing..." You mutter softly as you begin moving the cursor across the screen. You click through the program he's running, until you find an option that says 'CANCEL FILE DELETION' You make a relieved smile and click the button, then suddenly the screen begins to flash like a strobe light. Behind the flashing light there's a white and black spiral, spinning round and round, drawing your gaze deep into it's centre. "What... Oh..." Your eyes flutter as you become transfixed by the screen, each flash of light wiping away any coherent thoughts.
You feel yourself falling into the spiral, going deeper and deeper. You stare at it with a blank expression, your mouth hanging open as you become completely hypnotized. "That was so easy" Ethan chuckles as he gets up from his desk. "You see a brain is like a big computer, it takes a different kind of program, but it can still be hacked into." He walks up beside you and prods you in the side of the head as he says "Especially a girls brain. You never stood a chance." You stare at the screen in your entranced state, unable to reply to his sexist comment. He then leans in close and says by your ear "You belong to me now. My little drone. I give you a command and you obey."
[[CONTINUE|School Hypno END]]"Fine. You don't want to give it to me, I'll report you to the principal." You say angrily as you march back to your desk. You grab your shoes from the floor then lean against the desk. You bend down and begin putting your shoes back on as Ethan says "Wait... You can't report me... I... I'll tell him that you let Mark and Alison just walk out of here." You sigh as you push the black heels onto your feet. You're tired of letting these students push you around, you'll just have to be honest with the principal. "I'll tell him myself." You reply as you bring your foot down to the floor, your heel making a firm click.
"Now stay here or you'll be in even more trouble." You walk out of the room and close the door behind you. At the principals office you pause and let out a worried breath. You then knock on the door and head inside. "Ms Lockwood?" The principal says with a furrow in his brow as you enter. "I'm sorry sir... I know you didn't want to be disturbed. But..." You hang your head and say sadly "I couldn't control the students. They... they wouldn't listen to me." You tell him everything then you go silent as he leans back in his chair "That's very disappointing to hear..." He says coldly, the gears turning in his mind.
"The students will be punished of course. And I'm afraid this raises serious concerns about your employment here Ms Lockwood." You knew this was coming and you reply in a pleading tone "I know I messed this up, but if you just give me another chance..." Before you can finish he interrupts you "This is a school Ms Lockwood. If you cannot be left alone with our students there's just no place for you here. I truly am sorry, but I think it would be best if your employment was terminated." You hang your head and sigh "I understand." You stand up and he rises from his seat as well "Good luck Ms Lockwood." He says as he shakes your hand, then you leave the office and head for the exit.
[[CONTINUE|Second Job Search Start]] "Please just stop..." You moan as you look down at her feet. She lifts her bare foot and begins running it across your face, pushing it deep into your mouth with a cruel smile. "Shut up and take off my shoe." She says as she casually rests her bare foot on your shoulder, tapping it impatiently against the side of your head. You look down at your lap then begin removing her shoe. It comes off smoothly along with her sock, both her feet now uncovered. "Very good. Such an obedient foot slut." Alison giggles as she pushes both her feet in your face. "Deep breath..." She says as her feet press to your nose. She listens to the sound of your inhalation then continues "Now stick out your tongue."
You make a soft whining nois, then you open your mouth and stick your tongue out. She begins running the soles of her feet over your tongue, making you lick and worship them. She then tries sticking both her feet in your mouth, but she can't quite manage it and you make a gagging noise. You turn your head away and she slaps you in the face with her foot. "You love worshipping my feet. Don't you, you little slut." She gives you another hard slap, making it clear that you should agree with her. "Y... Yes..." You whimper in response. "Good..." She sighes as she rests one foot on your shoulder, the other running down your face.
"Kiss them." She makes you kiss her feet, leaning back casually on your desk with her feet against your face. As your lips press to her feet she plays with her hair and says "From now on this is how our detention sessions are going to go. And you're going to go on the schools computers to change my grades. Got it?" You kiss her foot with a soft wet sound, then you look up at her, seeing she has a phone in her hand. She snaps a few pictures of you kissing her feet, knowing she can use the images to blackmail you. "Yes..." You sigh in defeat "I understand." She giggles and shoves her foot in your mouth, taking one last picture as she says "That's a good little footslut."
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Let him leave]] He taps a button on the laptop and the word 'OBEY' flashes brightly with one last burst of white light. You feel the word sinking into your mind, imprinting on your brain. He then closes the laptop and takes a step back as he says "Stand up and face me drone." With a blank stare you rise from the desk then step to the side and turn toward him. "Very good... now take off your blouse." He says with a lustful grin. Without any hesitation you undo each button, slowly exposing your blue bra. You peel off the blouse and let it drop to the floor, then your slender arms hang limply by your sides. "Now the skirt. Nice and slow. Oh and turn around and bend over as you take it off." Ethan says giddily, becoming more and more aroused.
You turn around then unzip the back of your skirt, you then bend over and slowly slide it down over the curve of your bottom. As you're stepping out of the skirt Ethan comes up behind you. He grabs your shapely rump, squeezing it firmly. He then wraps his arms around you squeezing and fondling your breasts. He plays with your soft bosom for a few moments, kissing along your neck. Then he spins you around and kisses you on the lips with a ravenous hunger. He moans in pleasure as he kisses you, his hands sliding down to grope your behind. With a wet suckling sound he peels his lips away and looks into your eyes as he says "When I snap my fingers you will believe that you're my girlfriend."
"School is over and all you want to do is come back to my place so I can fuck your brains out." He kisses you on the lips again, and as he's kissing you he snaps his fingers. You make a dreamy smile and kiss him back, your mouth opening to let his tongue inside. After a long passionate kiss he pulls his head back and says "You're such a horny little slut. Look at you, already in your bra and panties." You look down at yourself and blush as he continues "Get dressed. I'll fuck you at home." You nod eagerly and quickly wriggle back into your clothes. He then takes your hand and leads you out of the room, his mind racing as he thinks of all the things he can do with you.
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Tell her she can leave]] "We keep our phones switched off at the opera so we wont answer any calls or messages." She says as she opens the door. "We'll discuss your future employment upon our return." She goes out to the garage, then Mr Jenkins gives you a playful wink and says "You'll be fine sweetie." He heads out and closes the door, leaving you alone in the house. You slip off your shoes and press your stockinged feet to the floor. To your right is the living room, inside you can hear the sound of gunfire. You head in and see Lucas, their twelve year old son, playing videogames. "Hey I'm Emily your babysitter. Everything okay in here?" You say loudly over a grenade going off in the game. He nods and replies without looking away from the screen "All good."
You back out and say "Okay well I'll be in the kitchen if you need me." You then go down to the basement to find Duncan, their sixteen year old son, working out in a home gym. Mrs Jenkins told you he's the captain of his high school wrestling team, and that he's always training so he can't be trusted to watch Lucas. You come halfway down the stairs, seeing him in gym gear on a bench press. "Hey just checking in. I'm the babysitter. Do you need anything?" He lifts the bar with a loud grunt and replies "I'm fine." You smile and head back up as you say "Okay, I'll be in the kitchen." You find the sheet of paper with the instructions on how to make lasagne.
You then begin taking out the ingredients from the fridge and the pantry. As you haven't been working you've been cooking for Eliza every night. You know your way around the kitchen, and you're soon layering the pasta sheets atop layers of minced beef and cheese. You add the final layer and spoon over the last bit of sauce, then you put the dish into the oven. You then pull on a pair of washing up gloves and wash all the dishes. When you're done you dry everything and put it away, then you check the time. You go into the dining room and lay the table, setting out the plates and cutlery. You now need to get the boys to come and sit down at the table. Who do you want to try first Emily?
[[Lucas]]
[[Duncan]]You walk toward the sound of gunfire and enter the living room. Lucas is still planted on the couch, his eyes locked on the screen. You walk around the couch and stand to the side as you say "Lucas it's almost time for dinner..." Before you can continue he says "I'm not hungry." You sigh angrily, knowing this won't be easy. "Your mom said you have to eat, so I'm really sorry but this going off." You say as you walk over to the video game console. You switch it off and Lucas yells angrily "Hey! I was still playing!" You turn the TV off as well then turn to face him.
You see he has his arms crossed angrily. You can't physically drag him to the table, so you'll need to convince him. "I promise you can play all night if you just sit and eat dinner for a few minutes." You say with a warm smile. He looks you up and down with an angry pout. Then he seems to get an idea. "I wan't to play a game..." He says as a small smile forms on his lips. You sigh and roll your eyes as you reply "No more videogames." He hops off the couch and shakes his head as he says "Not a videogame. A make believe game." To the left side of the room there's a toybox and he rushes over to it.
He begins taking out toys and different outfits. You see a plastic bow and arrow, a fake six shooter, a police badge and a pair of plastic handcuffs. "We really don't have time for this..." You start to say. Then he turns around, holding a bunch of his toys and two different outfits bunched up in his arms. "Just one game. Then I promise I'll be good." You let out a small sigh as you realise you don't have a choice. "Fine. Just one." He grins happily then comes over to you and dumps everything on the floor. "Do you wana play cops and robbers, or cowboys and indians?" He says eagerly as he awaits your response.
[[Cops and robbers]]
[[Cowboys and indians]]You go to the basement and walk down the stairs. Duncan has his headphones on as he does bicep curls in front of a mirror. "Duncan?" You call down to him, but his music is on too loud. You sigh and continue all the way down, your stockinged feet pressing softly to each step. You walk over to him so he can see you in the mirror. You wave at him and with an angry sigh he drops the weights. "What?" He says as he turns around, pulling his headphones down to rest on his neck. You smile at him and reply "Dinner will be ready soon. Can you please clean up and come upstairs to the dining room."
You notice him staring at your legs and you blush awkwardly as you await his response. "I've got protein bars down here. I'm good. Just leave some in the fridge and I'll eat later." If Mrs Jenkins finds out you didn't follow her instructions your job could be in jeopardy. He starts to turn around and put his headphones back on, but before he can you blurt out "No!" He looks at you again, a small smile on his face with a mixture of shock and amusement. "Your mom left me in charge." You say as you step closer to him. "You have to get ready for dinner then sit at the table..."
He crosses his arms and you see the firm rippling muscles. "Please." You add with a polite smile, hoping he'll do as you say. He takes a second to think then replies "Look I've got a big tournament coming up and I need to train. So... if you help me for a few minutes I'll do whatever you want. Deal?" He holds out his hand and with a small sigh you shake it. "Fine. What do I have to do?" You say as he squeezes your hand, letting you feel how much stronger than you he is. On the other side of the room there's a large blue mat. He motions to it and goes "Just let me try out some wrestling holds. It won't take long."
[[Let him wrestle you]]
[[Refuse to help him]]"Okay fine." You sigh as you follow him onto the mat. "But dinner will be ready soon, so this can't take too long." He nods with a pleased grin as he says "Oh it won't take long." You step onto the large blue mat, the nylon on your feet pressing to it's padded surface. He turns around to face you and says "Now I'm going to try and pin you. All you have to do is try to stop me. Easy right?" You already know you don't stand a chance, and you make a worried expression. He leans down in a grappling pose, and you follow his lead. He then moves closer, watching you carefully before lunging forward. He slips behind you, his arms locking in around your trim waist. He then lifts you up in the air and brings you slamming down on the mat.
You hit the mat hard on your chest, the air rushing out of your lungs. He's on top of you immediately, turning you over and pressing his stomach to your face. He grips your wrists and presses them to the mat, keeping you pinned down. You moan and struggle beneath him, unable to get him off of you. "Got ya." He says with a satisfied smile, then he gets up. You lie flat on your back taking deep breaths as you try to compose yourself. "Come on. We're not done yet." He says as he claps his hands together. You groan and push yourself to your feet, facing him again. "Now this time I want you to come at me..." He says as he takes a grappling pose. "Try to grab my legs and pull them out from under me."
You sigh and lean down, then you lunge forward and try to grab at his leg. He instantly outmaneuvers you, putting his weight on your back then grabbing both your legs. He brings you slamming down to the mat, trapping you in a spladle pin. His arms are wrapped tightly around your left leg, his legs hooked around your right leg. Pushing your shoulders to the mat he pulls your legs back, stretching them so far your knees are almost touching your ears. Your thighs are spread apart, revealing your white panties beneath the layer of nylon "Ohhh.... Owwww..." You moan as the muscles in your legs are strained. "Got you again." He says with a pleased smile before letting go. He stands over you and says "Come on. We're not done."
[[Continue training with him]]
[[Refuse to continue]]You look at his firm muscles nervously then say "There's no way I'm wrestling you! Look your parents aren't here and I'm in charge. So just get ready for dinner or... or you'll be in a lot of trouble." He shrugs and turns around as he says "Nah I'm busy." He puts his headphones back on then continues doing bicep curls. You stare at him in disbelief then yell "Hey! We're not done! Hello I'm talking to you!!" You wave at him in the mirror but he just ignores you, his biceps bulging as he lifts the weights up and down. You make a frustrated groan, your fists clenching as your anger gets the better of you.
Without thinking you reach out and pull off his headphones. "Hey!" He yells as he drops the weights and spins round. He lunges for the headphones but you step back and pull them away from him. "You can have these back after dinner." You say in a stern tone. You then turn around and begin walking to the stairs. Before you reach the stairs he comes up behind you. His arms wrap around your neck as he locks in a tight chokehold. Your eyes go wide in shock, then you begin struggling against his strong arms. "Think you can tell me what to do in my house?" He snarls menacingly as he increases the pressure of the chokehold.
You make a dry wheezing noise, your arms flailing as you squirm helplessly. You can feel your lungs straining for air, your mind becoming dizzy and weak as he knocks you out. He's just too strong, and you're utterly outmatched. Your hands push and pull at his arms, but you can't get him to let go. He simply keeps you in the chokehold and waits for you to go limp. Your body shudders, your eyes drooping closed. Your arms flop down by your sides and you let out a sigh of defeat. As you pass out he lowers you to the floor, gently putting you down on your back. He then looms over you, a cruel smirk on his lips as he looks at you lying unconscous at his feet.
[[CONTINUE|Duncan Gym END]]"Just a few more minutes." You sigh as you force yourself to your feet. You see his excited smile and you already know this won't go well for you. He takes a grappling position then lunges at you. He goes for your left leg, grabbing it and pulling it out from under you. Your body twists at an awkward angle, and you come down on your head. You make a dazed moan then Duncan pounces on top of you. His body squashes you into the mat, his arm wrapping around your neck in a side headlock. You squirm weakly beneath him, gasping for air. "D... Dnccnnn... I cnntt... brtthh" You wheeze as your eyes start to flutter closed.
He lets you go and starts to get up with a pleased smile as he says "Let's go one more time, there's another takedown..." He stops talking when he realises your unconscious. "Damn. You passed out?" He chuckles as he lowers to one knee beside you. "You're even weaker than I thought." He strokes his hand along your legs, feeling the silky nylon of your pantyhose. His hand glides along your thigh, then he gently pushes up the hem of your skirt. He moves your skirt up to your waist, exposing your white panties. He then gently rubs between your thighs, feeling the warmth of your sex. You make a soft mumbling sound, your cheeks blushing as you feel his hand.
He smirks then looks over to his weights as he says "Well this has been fun babe. But I gotta get back to training." He leans down and plants a kiss on your lips before saying "And now I gotta find somewhere to put you." He wraps his arms around your torso and drags you up from the floor. He lifts you up to your feet, then leans down and pulls your forward. Your limp body flops over his shoulder. He stands up straight, hoisting you into the air. "Huh. You're even lighter than you look." He says as he gives your body a small bounce, settling your weight on his shoulder. He then gives your bottom a firm pat and carries you away.
[[CONTINUE|Duncan END]]"I think that's enough." You sigh breathlessly as you start to get up. "Oh come on that was nothing. Just one more time..." He replies. You brush yourself off and shake out your sore legs, then you look at him and say "Unless you're going to be wrestling a bunch of girls in this tournament I don't see how this is helping. You've had your fun, I held up my part of the deal. Will you please just get ready for dinner?" You then flutter your eyes and smile at him you say "Please?"
He sighs and rolls his eyes at your girlish smile "Fine. Imma take a quick shower." He heads to the stairs and you call after him "Thank you!" You then look around the home gym, seeing that he's left it in a mess. You spend the next few minutes putting the weights back and wiping everything down, making sure Mrs Jenkins won't have any complaints. You take a look at the gym, now neat and tidy, and you make a satisfied smile. You then head upstairs to check on dinner.
(If you've convinced Duncan and Lucas to sit at the dinner table click below)
[[CONTINUE|Dinner]]
(If you still need to convince Lucas click below)
[[Lucas]] You go back into the kitchen and slip on a pair of oven gloves. You then open the oven and take out the lasagne dish. You set it down carefully and cut it into squares, then you carry the dish into the dining. You make a pleased smile as you see Duncan and Lucas waiting for you. You've done exactly what Mrs Jenkins wanted you to do. The rest of the evening goes by smoothly. At dinner Duncan tells you about his tournament tomorrow, and Lucas tells you about the videogame he was playing and how high ranked he is online. Once you're done eating you wash up then convince them to watch a movie with you.
When the movies over you send Lucas to bed and let Duncan stay up for another hour. You check your phone then text with Eliza until you hear a car pulling up in the driveway. You glance over at Duncan and without saying anything he hurries to bed. "Thanks" You say as he goes upstairs. You're getting along with both boys now and you can see this being a steady job. You feel happy and relieved as you get up from the couch. You go to the front door where you left your shoes and your purse, slipping your phone back into your bag. Then you open the door for Mr and Mrs Jenkins. "Hi. Did you have a good night at the opera?" You say politely as you hold the door open for them.
"Not as disappointing as I expected..." Mrs Jenkins says dryly "But in this town you have to take what you can get I suppose." She wriggles out of her jacket and hands it to you to hang up. You make a small roll of your eyes, then you follow after her as she says "Now let's see how you did." You follow her through the kitchen as she checks everythings clean. "And the boys weren't any trouble?" She asks with a suspcious look at you. "Nope. No trouble at all." You reply with a warm smile. She seems mildly satisfied, and she goes to the stairs as she calls out to her husband "Harold! Pay the girl!"
[[CONTINUE|Babysitting WRAP]]"You're pretty cute..." He says as he lowers to one knee beside you. He runs his hand over your flat stomach, rippling along the white fabric of your t-shirt. His hand comes to a stop at your chest, feeling the slow rise and fall. He gives each of your breasts a firm squeeze, then he takes your chin and turns your head so you're facing him. He observes your motionless feminine features for a moment, then he leans down and plants a kiss on your soft lips. He pulls his lips back and looks over at the weights, then he lets go of your chin and says "Sorry babe. Training comes first. I just gotta find something to keep you busy..."
As you start to wake up you feel his hands on your waist, pulling you up to your feet. You make a muffled moan, feeling a thick cloth tied between your lips, the knot tight to the back of your head. Your wrists are tied behind your back, and more rope has been tied above and below your elbows. You look down at yourself, then you let out a muffled gasp as you see he's stripped you down to your bra, panties and pantyhose. As he pulls you to your feet he presses a button, and you realise you're standing on a treadmill. It begins to move, taking you slowly backward. Then you feel the final rope, a crotch rope digging into your most sensitive area, the other end tied to the front of the treadmill.
You gasp and start walking forward, any hesitation and the crotchrope will dig into you. "Now you're getting it. You're a fast learner" Duncan chuckles as he gives you a firm slap on the butt. You shriek through your gag, your cheeks blushing a bright red. He's standing beside the treadmill, watching you make hurried steps in your underwear. "Let's just go a little faster..." He says as he taps the button to increase the speed. You shake your head and moan pleadingly at him. Then the treadmill speeds up and you're forced into a steady jog. Your breasts jiggle in your white bra as you run, your chest heaving up and down. "That's better. Now I can get back to training." Duncan laughs as he leaves you in this cruel trap.
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Duncan]] He carries you up the stairs, your limp form slumped over his shoulder. His arm is wrapped around your thighs, keeping your legs squeezed together. Your torso dangles down at his back, your slender arms making a soft sway. He takes you to the second floor of the house, going down the hallway to his bedroom. As he goes down the hall he sneaks his hand under your skirt, squeezing and fondling your juicy rump. He then reaches his bedroom door and pushes it open with his foot. He takes you toward the bed, then dumps you on the soft sheets.
You make a small bounce on the mattress, then you lay still, splayed out on your back. He looks around and finds his school tie on the dresser. He grabs it then comes over to the bed and begins tying up your wrists. He ties your wrists to the wooden slats of the headboard, keeping you trapped on the bed. "There, that should keep you out of the way." He says as he tightens the knot. He then grabs one of his socks and stuffs it in your mouth as he says "And that should keep you quiet." He gives your thigh a firm pat, then he goes to the door.
He takes a final look at you, seeing how helpless you are tied to his bed. For a moment he almost goes back to continue groping you. Then he remembers the tournament tomorrow. "Maybe after my workout..." He says with a sly smile, then he flips off the light, leaving you in darkness. The door closes and he locks it from the outside, ensuring you'll be trapped in his bedroom. You tried your best to be a good babysitter, but you still ended up as just a damsel in distress.
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Let him wrestle you]] "Okay we can play cops and robbers I guess..." You say as you pick up the plastic police badge, handcuffs and gun. "You have to get changed too." Lucas says as he hands you the small blue mini-dress. It looks like a halloween costume, and it's far too small "I don't think this is quite my size..." You say nervously as you look at the dress. Lucas ignores you, grabbing his toy gun from the pile. "Whoever shoots the other one first wins." He says as he checks the gun. You look closer at the toy guns, realising that they're loaded with bb pellets.
Before you can object to the game Lucas runs off, scampering away somewhere to get ready for the game. "Great..." You sigh sarcastically as you look at the dress and your bb gun. You leave the living room and go into a small bathroom on the ground floor of the mansion. You then take off your t-shirt and wriggle out of your skirt. You leave your pantyhose on and begin squeezing into the light blue dress. You manage to get it on, the tight hem resting against your thighs. It's so tight the outline of your breasts is clearly visible, and it only barely covers the curve of your rump.
It has a thin black belt that goes around your waist, you clip the plastic badge onto one side of the belt, and your plastic handcuffs on the other side. You take a look at yourself in the mirror, feeling a surge of embarrassment at wearing such a revealing outfit. You then step out of the bathroom and begin looking for him. You check the kitchen and dining room, then you go back to the living room to make sure he isn't hiding there. "Where is he?" You mutter to yourself. Then suddenly you feel a gun prodding into your lower back "Got ya!" You hear Lucas say gleefully. "Now put your hands up!"
[[Do as he says]]
[[Try to run]]"Okay we can play cowboys and indians I guess..." You say as you pick up the plastic bow and arrow. "You have to get changed too." Lucas says as he hands you the small brown mini-dress. It looks similar to the dress Pocahontas wore in the Disney movie, although this one is much smaller and skimpier. "I don't think this is quite my size..." You say nervously as you look at the dress. Lucas ignores you, grabbing his toy gun and cowboy hat from the pile. "Whoever shoots the other one first wins." He says as he puts the hat firmly on his head. You look closer at the toy gun, realising that it has bb pellets in the chambers.
Before you can object to the game Lucas runs off, scampering away somewhere to get ready for the game. "Great..." You sigh sarcastically as you look at the dress and your plastic bow and arrow. You leave the living room and go into a small bathroom on the ground floor of the mansion. You then take off your t-shirt and wriggle out of your skirt. You leave your pantyhose on and begin squeezing into the light brown dress. You manage to get it on, the frilly edges of the hem resting against your thighs. It's so tight the outline of your breasts is clearly visible, and it only barely covers the curve of your rump.
He didn't provide any footwear, so you step out with just the nylon of your tights covering your feet. You grip the bow and arrow and begin searching the house. All you have to do is hit him with the plastic arrow and you'll win the game. You check the kitchen and dining room, then you go back to the living room to make sure he isn't hiding there. "Where is he?" You mutter to yourself. You're not sure what to do, you could hide here and try to surprise him. Or you could continue looking for him.
[[Try to surprise him]]
[[Keep looking for him]]You go to an armchair in the corner and move behind it. You then crouch down and hide, waiting for him to return. It takes a few minutes but you soon hear footsteps approaching. You hear him enter the room and you quietly pull the drawstring of your bow. You then pop out from your hiding place and yell "Got ya!" You fire the plastic arrow but he ducks under it and draws the gun from his holster. You gasp and sprint across the living room as he begins firing bb pellets at you. They go whizzing past you, and you hear him giggling as he chases you. Running at full speed you dive over the couch, then you run for your arrow. You jump for the arrow, grabbing it where it landed on the floor.
You then spin round and fire again, pulling the drawstring back and launching the arrow through the air. This time you hit your target perfectly, the plastic arrow bouncing off of Lucas's chest. "Dang it" He groans as he lowers his gun. You can feel your heart beating heavily, your chest rising and falling. "I guess that means I win cowboy." You say to him as you pluck the hat from his head. You put the cowboy hat on your head then pat him on the shoulder as you say "Now go get ready for dinner." He nods and hurries away. You let out a relieved sigh at having gotten him to listen to you. Then you go back to the bathroom and get changed into your regular clothes.
(If you've convinced Duncan and Lucas to sit at the dinner table click below)
[[CONTINUE|Dinner]]
(If you still need to convince Duncan click below)
[[Duncan]] You leave the living room and go down a long hallway. Toward the back of the mansion they have their own library. You go inside to look for Lucas, going past a few rows of bookcases. As you're walking you suddenly hear behind you "Got ya!" You hear the crack of the bb gun, then a pellet slams into your shapely rump. "Ow!" You squeal from the sting of pain, the pellet making a surprisingly hard impact. You drop the bow and arrow from the shock, then you spin around to see Lucas. He's wearing his cowboy hat and the holster for his gun around his waist. On the other side of the holster a lasso hangs from his hip. Covering his mouth is a red bandana.
"Okay you win..." You start to say, then he fires another pellet this one hitting you in the stomach. "Oh!" You moan and stumble back, clutching the sore spot where the pellet hit you. "I said you win! Stop..." You see him about to fire again and you make a scared gasp. "Stop!" You shriek as you turn and run away. There's another crack of the gun and a bullet whizzes over your shoulder. You keep running down the library, your stockinged feet almost slipping on the polished floors. Then his lasso comes down over your head, the circle of rope thrown in a perfect arc. It comes all the way down to your ankles then he pulls it tight.
Your ankles snap together, caught in the snare of the lasso. You go from running to falling forward, your momentum sending you crashing into the floor. You hit the ground hard on your chest, the air rushing out of you. As you lie there gasping breathlessly Luca hurries over. You're too dazed to stop him, and you feel him pulling your arms behind your back. "Thought you could get away huh?" He says teasingly as he begins wrapping the other end of the lasso around your wrists. You're so dizzy from the fall it takes you a second to realise what's happening, then finally it dawns on you and your eyes widen in shock 'He's putting me in a hogtie!'
[[CONTINUE|Hogtie END]]"Lucas stop! I'm your babysitter! You can't do this to me!" You moan in a girlish voice as you wriggle on the floor. He finishes tying the knot, keeping you trapped in the hogtie. Your wrists are now securely tied to your ankles, your legs lifted off the floor and pulled toward your lower back. It's an uncomfortable position, putting a constant strain on your slender limbs. You feel embarrassed at letting a kid tie you up, and your cheeks blush a light red as you moan "This isn't funny. You win okay, just let me go."
He smirks and gives your butt a firm slap as he says "Oh I aint done with you yet darlin" He's still playing a cowboy and you groan angrily as you reply "This isn't a game. Let me go right...mmmmppphhh!!!" Before you can finish speaking he wraps his bandana over your mouth, the pressure keeping your lips sealed shut. "Mmmppphhh!!" You moan through the gag, wriggling side to side on the floor. "Now I got ya." He says with a satisfied smile as he gives your behind another slap. You shriek from the impact of his hand, your cheeks blushing a brighter red.
"Now I got some business to take care of so you stay right here missy." He says as he looms over you. As he starts to walk away you shake your head and make pleading moans. You hear his footsteps getting further and further away, then the library door closes, leaving you bound and gagged on the floor. It seems you've lost this game Emily, it doesn't matter what costume you're wearing, you'll always end up as just a damsel in distress.
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Cowboys and indians]] You let the gun fall from your hands, clattering to the floor at your feet. "Okay you got me." You sigh as you put your hands up in the air. You feel Lucas's hand snaking around your waist, finding your handcuffs and smoothly unclipping them. "Now put your hands behind your back." He says as he prods your shapely rump with the barrel of his gun. "Is this really necessary..." You start to say, then suddenly he shoots you in the butt. The pellet slams into the soft flesh, causing a sharp sting of pain "OW!" You yelp in a girlish tone "That hurt!"
You quickly put your hands behind your back, your eyes watering from the throbbing in your backside. You feel the plastic handcuffs being secured to your wrists, Lucas making them firm and tight. They may be plastic but they're more than strong enough for your slender arms. "Okay you win. Let me go." You whine as you wriggle your arms in the cuffs. You feel Lucas's hand on your waist again, this time sliding around in the other direction as he says "I'll think I'll take this as well. A souvernir from a captured cop." He unclips your police badge and puts it in his pocket.
He then holds your arm and gives you another firm prod with the gun as he says "Now get moving you're coming with me." You're too scared to resist him, the pain of the bb pellet keeping you under control. He leads you out of the room, your head hung low in shame. He takes you to a door that leads to a small broom closet. As he opens the door you see he's prepared everything he needs to capture you. There's a wooden chair in the broom closet, sitting next to it is piles of rope. "No... no please..." You moan as you realise you're going to be tied up by this kid. Then he gives your butt a firm slap, forcing you to stumble forward toward the chair.
[[CONTINUE|Cop END]]"Okay you got me..." You sigh as you start to put your hands up. You then suddenly sprint forward and leap over the couch. Lucas fires at you but he's too slow to react, and the bb pellets ping off of the couch. He runs round the couch yelling out "You can't hide from me cop!" He comes around to the front of the couch, then makes a confused expression when he can't find you. At the left side of the couch you pop up and aim your gun. You squeeze the trigger, firing out a bb pellet. It shoots through the air and hits him in the chest. He makes a loud groan then staggers forward and collapses.
You walk over to him with an amused smile and say "Crime never pays kid." You then crouch down and prod him with your gun as you say "Okay you can come back to life now." His head tilts up, his eyes opening as he says "You're really good at this. Have you played this game before?" You reach out your hand and help him to his feet as you reply "Similar sorts of stuff yeah. Now go get ready for dinner." He nods and hurries away. You let out a relieved sigh at having gotten him to listen to you. Then you go back to the bathroom and get changed into your regular clothes.
(If you've convinced Duncan and Lucas to sit at the dinner table click below)
[[CONTINUE|Dinner]]
(If you still need to convince Duncan click below)
[[Duncan]] He turns you around then with a firm push you fall onto the chair. Your bottom makes a soft thump against the wooden seat. "Now you sit still cop." Lucas says as he points his gun at you. He then grabs a length of rope from the floor and begins tying you up. He starts by looping the rope around your stomach and the back of the chair, ensuring you won't be able to get up. He ties it tightly, then wraps two more ropes around your chest, one going just below your breasts and one above them. He crouches by your legs and loops a rope around your ankles, pulling it tight and binding them together.
He then loops a rope around your upper thighs and the seat of the chair, keeping you pinned to it's firm surface. "Come on Lucas that's enough. You're going to get into trouble if you don't let me go." You moan as you wriggle in your bondage, your lithe form now stuck to the chair. "I'm a bank robber. I love being in trouble." He says with a pleased smirk, then he takes a roll of duct tape from the floor. You watch him pull off a large strip of the tape. "No. No please d... mmmpphhh!!!"
You make a shocked muffled moan as he slaps the tape over your lips. He then adds a few more strips, the shiny silver tape keeping your mouth sealed shut. He takes a second to look at you with a satisfied smile. Then he flicks off the lights and says "See you around cop." He shuts the door, bathing you in darkness. You moan angrily as you hear his footsteps getting further away. There's nothing you can do, the ropes are just too tight. You've been bound and gagged by the kid you're supposed to be babysitting. I don't think his parents will be very happy when they come home Emily.
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Cops and robbers]] Mr Jenkins closes the door behind him and says to you "We'll settle up in the living room." You follow him into the room, watching as he takes out his wallet. He sits on the couch and pats the spot next to him. "Take a seat." He says with a warm smile. You sit down next to him, brushing your hands over your skirt to keep it flat to your legs. He begins going through his wallet, taking out three hundred dollars for just one nights work. Your eyes focus on the money, and you don't notice his arm coming down to rest against the back of your shoulders. "You're such a pretty girl..." He says as he leans toward you.
"Why don't you stay a little while." You try to lean back but he suddenly kisses you. He begins pushing you down on the couch, his chest squashing into your breasts. You moan and squirm underneath him, your feminine form trapped by his body. You feel him forcing your legs to spread apart and you finally manage to turn your head, breaking free from the kiss. "Get... off..." You moan weakly as he kisses along your neck. "What is going on in here?!" Mrs Jenkins exclaims angrily as she marches into the room. You wriggle out from under him and get to your feet "He just started kissing me..." You try to explain but Mrs Jenkins grabs your arm and begins dragging you out of the living room.
"I want you out of my house you little tramp! I knew you were looking at my husband!" She yells as she opens the front door. She pushes you out, then throws your shoes and your purse out as well. "I wasn't..." You try to say, but she slams the door in your face. You can hear them arguing on the other side of the door, and you let out a sad sigh. You slip your shoes back on and grab your purse, then you go to the side of the garage to get your bike. You did everything right Emily but you've still lost this job, it's time to go home.
[[CONTINUE|Second Job Search Start]] You hear them walking down the hallway. Dr Nolan makes a joke in his booming voice and you hear Ashley giggle. You begin checking her in on the computer system. This is only a basic check up, so it should be about twenty minutes. Dr Nolan doesn't have another appointment until after lunch, so you focus on doing some admin work. You type at the computer for a few minutes, then you take a look around the reception area. Everything looks neat and tidy, but you spot a folder on the desk behind you. Leanna must've forgotten it here.
She was taking out all the files that were over a year old and taking them to the storage room at the back. You pick up the folder and head down the hall to give it to her. As you pass by the doctors office you notice he's left the door slightly ajar. You glance casually into the office, then you freeze, your eyes widening in shock. Ashley is laying on the padded chair in the centre of the room. It's leaned back, keeping her at an angle that's almost horizontal. She has a plastic breathing mask over her mouth and nose, the thin tube connected to a gas canister beside the chair.
Her eyes are glazed over and drooping down, she lays motionless staring sleepily at the ceiling. The doctor stands beside her, one hand groping her breasts, the other stroking her long legs. He's drugging her so he can feel her up, he has a calm smile on his lips, his hands squeezing and fondling her limp form. You're so shocked you almost drop the file. You catch it at the last second then step to the side so he can't see you through the gap in the door. You're breathing heavily, a panic rising as you try to think. You could confront him right now, or you could go to Leanna and tell her. What do you want to do Emily?
[[Confront him]]
[[Tell Leanna]]"What are you doing?" You say angrily as you march into his office. "Take your hands off of her." He looks shocked, his hands quickly pulling back. He quickly hides his alarm, making a calm smile as he says "This is a perfectly routine procedure Miss Lockwood. I don't what you think you saw..." You cross your arms and glare at him as you interject "I know exactly what I saw. You were touching her, and you're keeping her sedated so she won't remember." He chuckles and shakes his head as he replies "You have quite the imagination Miss Lockwood..." His eyes narrow and his voice becomes more stern as he says "Now go back to your desk, we'll discuss this later."
You feel a shiver down your spine from his firm stare. But you refuse to let him get away with this. "Go back to my desk?" You reply in disbelief. "I don't think so. I'm reporting you to the police." You see the anger growing behind his eyes as he says coldly "You're becoming hysterical. As a doctor I'm authorised to give you the necessary medication to help you calm down..." You see him reach for the small metal table beside the chair. He picks up a syringe and begins walking around the chair as he says "Now just hold still. This won't hurt." You gasp and turn around, running for the door. You reach the open doorway, then he comes up behind you, his hand clamping over your mouth to silence you.
"Mmmpphhh!!" You moan desperately against his hand as pulls you back into his office. You then feel the tip of the syringe sinking into the side of your neck. "Relax Miss Lockwood. I'm a doctor, and I know what's best for you." He says soothingly by your ear. The plunger goes down, the chemical pushed into your bloodstream. Then the needle slips smoothly out of your neck, and the doctor sets it aside. You make a sleepy moan, your eyes fluttering as you start to feel dizzy. "That's it. Just relax" The doctors coos gently as he begins fondling your breasts, letting you lean back against his chest as your legs go numb.
[[CONTINUE|Doctor END]]You hurry down the hallway to the storage room. You open the door to find Leanna by one of the filing cabinets. Metal filing cabinets line the walls, in the centre of the room is a metal table. "Why aren't you at reception?" Leanna starts to say, then she notices the folder in your hands and says "Oh I must've forgotten that. You can just put it down..." Before she can finish you blurt out "Dr Nolan. He's..." You clear your throat and try to find the words before continuing "He's sedating his patient and touching her. I saw him in his office."
You then lower your voice and say "I think we need to call the police." Leanna remains calm so it's hard to judge her reaction. "Do you have any evidence of what you saw?" She asks. You shake your head and reply "Well... no. But he's doing it right now. I can show you." You turn and try to lead her to the door but she refuses. "We shouldn't be spying on Doctor Nolan." She says sternly "I don't know what you think you saw, but I would recommend waiting until after the appointment has concluded then speaking to him privately." With that she goes back to her filing.
You stare at her in disbelief, then with a frustrated sigh you turn and leave. As you go past his office you see Ashley is fully asleep now. Her skirt is pushed up to reveal her white panties, and his hand is stroking gently between her thighs. You keep moving before he spots you, hurrying back to your desk. You're not sure what you should do, Leanna was right about evidence, without it he'll just deny anything you say. You could use your phone to try and take some photo's. Or you could just do what Leanna said and speak to him later.
[[Try to take some photo's]]
[[Speak to him later]]Your legs wobble as you lean back against his chest. He hooks one arm around your stomach, keeping you propped up on your feet. His other hand begins carefully unbuttoning your blouse, exposing your pink bra. With your blouse open he continues groping your breasts, his hands squeezing into the pink cups and the soft flesh within them. Your eyes have glazed over, and you make sleepy moans as he molests you. He smiles and leans down, kissing along your neck as he whispers "Don't worry. You won't remember anything. It's my own special formula." He plants another gentle kiss, then he drags you toward his desk in the corner of the room.
He lays you down on the desk, putting you on your back with your legs dangling over the edge. You let out a weak sigh, staring listlessly at the ceiling. He goes over to the door and shuts it, remembering to lock it this time. He then turns around with a satisfied smile. His eyes go from you to Ashley, admiring how utterly helpless you both are. He goes over to Ashley and slips off the plastic mask. He turns off the gas then scoops her up from the chair, his arms sliding under her legs and her back. He carries her toward the desk then lays her down next to you, both of you splayed out with your thighs parted.
He begins to undress you, stripping Ashley to her bra and panties, then you to your bra, panties and pantyhose. "I think you're going to fit in here very well Miss Lockwood." He says with a pleased chuckle as he squeezes your breasts. He then leans down and plants a kiss on your lips, then leans over to Ashley and kisses her as well. He kisses and gropes both of you, his hands roaming over your limp bodies. He's soon unclipping your bra and pulling at the waistband of your panties. You're deeply sedated, unable to hear the sound of his zipper lowering. You thought you were going to be his secretary, but it seems you've been promoted to his sleepy plaything.
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Doctor Start]] You pick up your purse and take your phone out. You then glance down at your feet. You'll be a lot quieter without your shoes on, so you slip them off. You press your stockinged feet softly to the floor, sneaking down the hallway. As you approach his office you open the phone's camera, lifting it up and pointing it toward the door. Through the gap in the door you can see he's slid up Ashley's top, exposing her white bra and her creamy breasts. You take a few photo's of him groping her breasts. He then slips the breathing mask off of her face and leans down toward her.
You capture the moment he kisses her, his lips pressing firmly to her with his hand on her breasts. She's clearly sedated while he's doing this, and you've got more than enough to incriminate him. You lower the phone with a satisfied smile then you walk down the hallway to the storage room. "I did it." You say as you enter the room. Leanna turns around with a confused expression, then she sees the phone in your hand. You hold it up and show it to her as you continue "I've got a ton of photo's. I'm going to call the police so I think we should both wait for them at reception..." Leanna sighs angrily and suddenly interrupts you.
"Look he's not hurting anyone! He pays us really well and sometimes he likes to have fun with his patients. What's your problem?" You look at her in shock as you reply "You knew he was doing this?!" She takes a step closer to you with a stern stare as she replies "I need this job. The girls never remember anyway. Now give me your phone so I can delete the photo's." You take a step back clutching the phone to your chest. "He can't get away with this..." You say nervously. You turn to leave but she lunges forward grabbing a handful of your hair. "Give it to me!" She snarls angrily as she wrenches your head to the side.
[[Give her the phone]]
[[Refuse to give her the phone]]You let out a soft sigh as you go back to work. You're not supposed to be doing any investigations, it could break your agreement with Ling, plus your promise to Eliza. You'll just speak with Doctor Nolan when the appointment is over. If you let him know you saw him maybe you can pressure him into not doing it again. Your fingers make a steady clicking noise on the keyboard. You feel guilty knowing Ashley is in there right now being felt up, but there's nothing you can do. Half an hour passes by and the doctor leads her back into the reception. "Don't forget you need regular check ups. So I hope to see back again soon." He says as he takes her to the exit.
She smiles sweetly at him then gets into the elevator. As he passes by you open your mouth to say something. The words don't come out, and he goes down the hall to his office. "Wait! Doctor Nolan I need to speak with you." You say as you hurry after him. You folllow him into his office and blurt out "I saw you. I saw what you were doing to her." He stops halfway to his desk, turning around with a confused smile as he says "You saw me conducting her check up? Okay... is that what you wanted to tell me?" You stare at him in disbelief as you reply "That... that wasn't a check up! You were sedating her! And your hands were all over her!"
He smirks and shakes his head, taking a step closer as he says "During her check up I noticed her filling had come loose. I didn't want her to feel any pain while I fixed it so I put her under for a moment. And I was touching her to check her vital signs. This really is standard stuff Emily, you've clearly let your imagaination get the better of you." He seems so calm and confident, making you unsure of what you saw. "Oh..." You start to say with a look of confusion. "It just... it really seemed like..." He places his hand on your shoulder and says "It's okay. This is your first real job and I understand it can be a little boring at times. You've clearly imagined something a little more interesting, but that's all it was, just your mind playing tricks on you."
[[CONTINUE|Doctor]]"Owww!! Okay!!" You shriek in a girlish voice as you hand over the phone. She snatches it from you, holding your hair in one hand and the phone in the other. She scrolls through it and deletes every photo, then she tosses it onto the table. "Now let's see what the doctor wants to do with you." She says as she begins pulling you out of the room. You moan in pain and stumble alongside her, your head still tilted from her firm grip on your hair. She forces you down the hallway then into the doctors office. Ashley still has her bra and panties exposed, and the doctor pulls back his hands with a shocked expression. "Leanna what are you..." He starts to say as she leads you into the room.
"I caught her taking pictures of you." Leanna says sternly. "But don't worry, I deleted them." The doctor nods and a calm smile spreads across his lips. "That's good to hear Leanna. You've done very well." He says as he walks round the padded chair. He then picks up the plastic breathing mask he used to sedate Ashley. "Bring Miss Lockwood over here and hold her. I think she needs to calm down." Leanna brings you closer to the doctor. She releases your hair and grabs your wrists, pulling your arms behind your back. She stands behind you, holding you in place as the doctor moves the mask closer. His other hand turns the valve on the gas canister, and you hear a soft hissing sound.
"Now take a deep breath..." He says as he holds the breathing mask against your mouth and nose. You moan and struggle, your arms wriggling behind your back. Both Leanna and the doctor are stronger than you, and together they easily keep you under control. The mask is pressed firmly to your face, and with every breath you feel sleepier and sleepier. You make a soft sigh as your eyes flutter. You can feel the gas deep in your lungs, making you so tired and weak. Soon Leanna no longer needs to hold your arms. She lets them go and wraps her arms around your stomach, keeping you on your feet. Your vision becomes hazy and dark, the doctors calm smile the last thing you see as you pass out.
[[CONTINUE|Leanna END]]"No! Get off!" You moan angrily as you reach up and grab a handful of her hair. You begin struggling against each other, getting in a messy catfight. You tumble to the floor, rolling around as she tries to grab the phone from your hand. She rolls on top of you, but before she can pin you down you kick her in the stomach. She goes flying backward, hitting the back of her head on the metal table. Her eyes roll back in her head and she makes a soft sigh as she passes out. You watch her crumple to the floor, then you quickly get up.
You crouch down and check she's okay, then you dial nine one one. You go to the lobby to wait for the police, and soon you hear the ding of the elevator. They arrive before the doctor's appointment is over, he's still in there with Ashley. You show the police officers the photos and they storm into his office. You watch him getting dragged out in handcuffs. He glares angrily at you as he goes by, then shortly after Ashley is led out. She looks dazed and sleepy, but she wakes up when she finds out what was happening.
She lets out a shocked gasp and you see her blushing as the police officer speaks to her. You give your statement to the police after they're done speaking with Ashley. When Leanne wakes up she gives a statement too. You tell the police she was helping him get away with doing this to his patients. But you don't have any solid evidence of that so they cant arrest her. She shoots you an angry stare as you leave her to make her statement. You get into the elevator and let out a sad sigh as you hang your head. This was the perfect job and now it's all over. It's time to go home Emily.
[[CONTINUE|Second Job Search Start]] Your eyes close and you fall back into Leanna's arms. The doctor turns off the gas and sets the mask down. He then smiles at your motionless features. He moves closer and takes your chin, tilting your head up. "Such a pretty girl." He says as he leans in and kisses you on the lips. He then wraps his arms around you, pulling you forward. Leanna lets go, letting the doctor hoist you up onto his shoulder. He wraps an arm around your thighs, keeping your limp form neatly draped atop his shoulder. He then looks to Leanna and says "You'll be getting a nice bonus this month. Excellent work." He then wraps his arm around her waist, pulling her against him.
He leans his had down and kisses her on the lips, forcing his tongue into her mouth. She moans softly as he kisses her, his hand sliding down to squeeze her rump. "Thank you doctor." She sighs dreamily as he peels his lips away. He gives her butt a firm pat and says "Bring a syringe to reception. You can tell her she just fell asleep." With that he carries you out of the room and down the hallway. He takes you to the reception desk and slides you down into your seat. You lean back against the chair, your head tilting backward and exposing your slender neck. Leanna soon arrives holding a syringe. She passes it to Doctor Nolan who brings the needle toward you.
He pushes the tip of the syringe into the side of your neck. It sinks smoothly into you, the unknown chemical forced into your bloodstream. "There. Now I have a patient to finish up." The doctor says as he leaves you with Leanna. You feel her shaking your shoulder, and you wake up with a sleepy mumble. "Wh... whhhtt..." You moan as your eyes open. "You feel asleep at your desk Miss Lockwood." Leanna says angrily as she looms over you. Your mind feels fuzzy, and you cant remember anything that's happened in the past hour. "Oh... I'm so sorry! It won't happen again, I promise" You say nervously, hoping she won't fire you. Leanna smiles as she says "I'll forgive you this time. Now get back to work."
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Try to take some photo's]] He's making you so unsure of yourself, even your memories are becoming hazy. You glance to the side, trying to think. Was he actually touching her breasts? Or did he just have his hand on her chest to check her heartbeat? You can't quite remember now, and as you look up into his firm gaze you feel even more uncertain. "Oh... I... I'm sorry doctor..." You say in a timid voice. "I should just get back to work." Before you can leave he motions to the padded chair and says "Why don't you stay? I can show you the check up I performed on Ashley. You'll see it's perfectly harmless." He walks over to the chair and pats the padded seat, beckoning you to sit down.
You hesitate for a moment, but he's your boss, and you feel like you can't say no. "Okay... sure..." You reply as you walk over to the chair. You slide onto it, getting settled with your hands resting in your lap. He then presses a button, making the chair tilt back. "There we go." He says as he looms over you. "Now open wide." You open your mouth and he shines a small light inside. He picks up a small circular mirror in his other hand, and he begins using it to inspect each of your teeth. "Very good..." He says softly. He then moves the small tools out of your mouth and says "Okay you can close your mouth now Emily."
He shines the small penlight into your eyes and says "Now let's check your vitals. I want you to follow the light with your eyes. Focus on the light..." He begins drifting it side to side in a slow hypnotic motion. "Focus on the light. Don't look away. Just relax and take a deep breath for me. I'm your doctor and I know what's best for you. Listen to my voice and focus on the light." Your chest rises and falls, and you feel yourself becoming sleepy. "That's it. In a moment I'm going to sedate you Emily. You want to be sedated. You want to feel even more relaxed. Isn't that right?" He puts you into a light trance, and you mumble softly "Yes doctor." He then reaches for the gas canister beside the chair, picking up the breathing mask.
[[Try to break free of the trance]]
[[Let him sedate you]]Your eyes flutter as you mumble "W... wait..." He can see you're trying to break free of the trance, and he begins moving the breathing mask to your face. "Jus relax..." He tries to say in his soothing tone. But you reach up and grab the mask, stopping it from coming down. "I don't want to do this." You say as you shake your head. You sit up and slide off of the chair, making rapid blinks as you try to focus. "It's just a simple check up Emily..." He says as he puts the mask down. "I... I think I should just get back to work..." You say as you walk out of his office. You go down the hall and sit at your desk.
You let out a relieved sigh and lean back. You're certain now that he's a creep, but he's also very charming and a convincing liar, and you have no evidence against him. You tap your fingers idly on the desk as you try to think. He won't make the same mistake of leaving his door open again, so any chance to get a photo is gone. You could try getting him to confess to his crimes, or maybe you could try to plant a camera in his office somehow. You're still unsure if you can trust Leanna. She could be trying to cover for him, or she could've genuinely not believed you. As you sit at your desk trying to think you hear Leanna returning.
"Did you speak to the doctor?" She asks as she comes around the reception desk "Yes he cleared everything up. It was just a normal check-up." You reply nervously as she walks behind you. "Good. Just like I said." She says with a satisfied nod as she begins going through the filing cabinets behind reception. You look at the clock, seeing that it's almost lunch time. The doctor always leaves for an hour at lunch and his office will be empty. You have to make your decision Emily. Do you want to try and get him to confess? Or do you want to wait for him to leave and plant a camera in his office?
[[Try to make him confess]]
[[Try to plant a camera]]He presses the breathing mask against your face, covering your mouth and nose. He then turns the valve on the gas canister, and you hear a soft hiss as the sedative travels through the thin plastic tube. "Good girl. Take a nice deep breath for me." He says soothingly as he looks down into your eyes. You can feel the gas filling your lungs, your chest rising and falling as you breathe it in. He holds the mask in place with one hand, while the other begins shining the light into your eyes again. "You love this feeling Emily. You love feeling so drowzy and relaxed, so tired and sleepy. Focus on the light and listen to my voice."
"Feel my words filling your empty mind..." He looks into your glassy eyes, seeing you go deeper into trance as he drugs you. The gas makes your mind even more susceptible to his hypnosis, and soon he has you compltely under his power. He flicks the light off then removes the mask, leaving you dazed and on the verge of unconsciousness. "You love feeling this way, don't you Emily?" He says as he strokes his hand gently against your cheek. "Yes Doctor..." You sigh softly, your wet eyes staring listlessly into the distance. He smiles and runs his thumb along your lips, feeling their warm softness.
"Good girl." He says as he leans down. He kisses you on the mouth, suckling at your pillowy lips. With a soft wet noise he peels his lips away, grinning as he sees your lack of response. "Very good..." He coos as he plants another quick kiss on your lips. He then begins unbuttoning your blouse, exposing your pink bra as he says "You're not just my secretary Emily. From now on you're going to be my little sleepy plaything. A toy for me to have fun with between patients. Leanna submitted to me a long time ago, and now so will you." He gives your breasts a firm squeeze as you sigh "Yes doctor."
[[CONTINUE|Sleepy END]]With your pink bra exposed he focuses on your breasts for a few minutes. He uses both hands, squeezing and rolling them around, playing with their soft shape. A light blush colours your cheeks, even in your drug induced hypnosis you feel the embarrassment of being groped. He slips a hand inside the pink cup of your bra, feeling your breast and your perky nipple. "I knew you were going to fit in here perfectly" He says with a pleased smile as he looks down at you. He leans down and kisses you on the lips again, then he takes the mask and places it on your face. He sedates you for a full minute, making sure you're too dazed to resist him.
He then begins to undress you, removing your blouse and unzipping your skirt. He manhandles your body to get your clothes off, moving and positioning you on the chair. He soon pulls your skirt down your legs, stripping you to your bra, panties and pantyhose. You lay there in your underwear, your pink panties visible through the layer of nylon. "After I've had my fun I'm going to wake you up..." He says as he looks deeply into your eyes. "You will believe this was just a normal check up. You wont remember anything, but you will feel the urge to be sedated again, and anytime the office is quiet you'll beg me to put you under. Do you understand Emily?"
You make a slow sleepy blink as you reply "Yes doctor." He leans down and kisses you on the lips as he says "Good girl." He then tilts your chair down even lower, until your head is level with his crotch. He pulls your head to the side of the chair, your mouth pressing against the bulge in his pants. He lowers his zipper, and in one smooth motion he pushes his throbbing manhood between your lips. He lets out a moan of pleasure as he begins moving it back and forth, ravishing your mouth with his thick shaft. Perhaps we should leave you there Emily, it doesn't seem like this new job is going to end anytime soon.
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Doctor]] You wait for Leanna to go back to the storage room. Then you take a deep breath and get up from your desk. You take your phone out from your purse and quickly set-up an anonymous livestream, so that everything is being recorded and streamed to the internet at the same time. You then tuck the phone into the back of your skirt, keeping it hidden. You walk to his office and head inside, closing the door behind you. He's at his desk, and he looks up as you enter. "Everything okay Miss Lockwood?" He asks with a warm smile. You smile back at him and slowly approach his desk as you reply "It's just... I'm sorry I panicked earlier... You just took me by surprise..."
You rest your hands on his desk, leaning forward so he can see down your blouse. "But I was sitting out there and I just couldn't stop thinking about you. I want you to sedate me like you do with all your female patients." He hesitates for a moment, then makes a pleased grin as he says "I knew you would come around. I knew it the moment I hired you. Girls like you love being sedated and played with." As he starts to get up you ask "Did Ashley love it?" He smirks as he steps closer to you "She never remembers, none of my little sleepy playthings do. But at the time they all love it. I give them a special sedative that scrambles their memories. That's not for you though..."
"I want you to remember every moment of this." He suddenly wraps his arms around you and kisses you, forcing his lips to yours. You make a muffled moan against his mouth, your slender form trapped in his strong arms. His hand squeezes your bottom, then he reaches to unzip your skirt. He suddenly stops as he feels your phone tucked into your waistband. You use the brief hesitation to wriggle free of his grip. You then pull out your phone and point it at him as you say "This is all being livestreamed Doctor Nolan. Do you have anything else you'd like to say about sedating your patients?"
[[CONTINUE|Doctor WRAP]]You wait for him to go to lunch, then you take your phone from your purse and head to his office. You'll have to set it up to record then hide it somewhere he won't see. He has another appointment with a young woman right after lunch, you're certain he's going to do the same thing to her. You walk slowly around the room, then you notice a vent cover on the wall. It's high up and if you can slip your phone in there it'll get a good view of the whole room. You pull the chair from behind his desk over to the vent, then you stand on it and reach up. Before you slip your phone inside you hear behind you. "What are you doing?!"
Leanna's loud voice shocks you so much that you fall off the chair. You tumble backward, hitting the ground hard. The back of your head makes a firm thud and your eyes flutter sleepily. You moan weakly as you stare at the ceiling, your vision becoming blurred and hazy. You see Leanna looming over you, putting her hands on her hips. "Silly girl." She sighs as she shakes her head. She then spots your phone and crouches down, scooping it up from the floor. She sees you were about to record a video, and quickly figures out your plan. "Trying to spy on Doctor Nolan? He's not going to be very pleased about that Emily..." She switches your phone off and slips it into a drawer in the doctors desk.
From that same drawer she then takes out a small brown bottle and a white cloth. Your head is throbbing as you slowly sit up. "What are you..." You start to say, then you see Leanna turn around holding a damp cloth. "Oh... no... not chlorform... please..." You moan as she comes toward you. You've always hated the feeling of being chloroformed, how it saps your strength and forces you to sleep. You try to get away, wriggling backward on the floor, pushing with the heels of your feet. But she just walks calmly toward you then crouches down, pushing the cloth to your face as she coos softly "Deep breaths..."
[[CONTINUE|Camera END]]With the pressure of the cloth she pushes you down to the floor. She forces you lower until the back of your head is pressed to the ground. She then sits comfortably on your stomach, straddling your midsection to keep you pinned down. You make muffled moans behind the cloth, your hands weakly pushing at her. You can feel that familiar chemical scent, swirling deeply into your lungs. Every breath makes you more tired and dizzy. You push at her a final time, then your arms flop down to the floor. You stare up at her with glassy eyes, making slow sleepy blinks. You see her smile as she watches you fade away, your feminine features becoming calm and relaxed.
With a soft sigh your eyes droop closed, the chloroform finally overwhelming you. She keeps the cloth in place for a moment longer, then peels it away, revealing your motionless expression. She then tucks the cloth into the waistband of her skirt. She takes your blouse and begins slowly undoing the buttons, revealing your pink bra. You remain deep in the darkness for a long time, and when you finally awake you find yourself bound and gagged. You're still in the doctors office, tied to the padded chair with lengths of white rope. A cloth is tied between your lips to gag you, muffling your cries for help. Your panicked eyes look down to see you've been stripped to your bra, panties and pantyhose.
You wriggle in the tight ropes, your nylon coated legs squashed together, your arms bound to the arms of the chair. You feel so vulnerable and helpless in only your pink underwear. Suddenly you hear footsteps approaching. The door opens and Leanna leads Doctor Nolan into the room. "I found her snooping around in your office..." Leanna explains "...She was trying to plant a camera." The doctor smirks as he approaches you "Oh really?" He says as he lays his hand on your breast, squeezing it's warm soft shape. "Sounds like you've been a naughty girl Emily..." With a pleased smile he squeezes and fondles your breasts, then he looks over his shoulder and says "Cancel my other appointments. Emily clearly needs the rest of the day to be retrained."
ENDHe stares at the phone in disbelief, knowing that people are watching him. "You..." He seethes angrily, almost lunging at you but stopping himself at the last second. "Get out my office! You're fired!" He yells as he holds up his hand to block the camera. He pushes the camera back and forces you out of his office. He slams the door shut and you switch off the video.
You then check social media, seeing that people are already tagging Ashley and calling the police. By the time you've gathered your things and headed downstairs there's a polce car arriving outside. You give a statement then head home, leaving the doctor to be arrested. You feel sad that you've lost your job, but you're happy that the doctor won't be able to take advantage of his patients anymore.
[[CONTINUE|Second Job Search Start]] He takes you through to his living room and you sit on the couch. He sits next to you, a little too close but you try to not let it bother you. Setting the briefcase down on your lap you open it and begin going through your products. "So you would recommend these pantyhose?" He asks with a small smirk. You nod eagerly and reply "Oh yes, your wife would love them. In fact I'm wearing a pair right now." He looks at your legs then suddenly strokes your thigh as he says "Hmmm... well they do feel very soft..."
You blush as he feels your leg, stroking and squeezing the nylon of your pantyhose. You shuffle away from him as you say "Or she might like one of these scarves?" He seems amused by your shyness, then he focuses on the scarf. He reaches out and takes a long blue length of silk. He turns it over in his hand, looking at it as he asks "How strong are these scarves?" They didn't prepare you for this in your training, and you reply nervously "How strong?"
He nods and looks into your eyes as he says "Yes. I can't buy one unless I know it won't break or tear. How about we do a little test?" He slides closer to you again and says "I'll tie your wrists together with this scarf. And if you can't break free then I'll know it's a high quality." You hesitate before replying "You... you want to tie my wrists together?" He smiles at you as he replies "You want to make a sale right? It wont take long, just a quick little test then I'll buy the scarf."
[[Let him bind your wrists]]
[[Refuse the test]]"Ummm... Okay... I guess we can do a quick test" You say nervously. His smile widens and he reaches to grab your arms. "Perfect. Now just turn to the side, that's it, now put your wrists together." He gently guides your arms behind your back, turning you so you're facing away from him. You cross your slender wrists, then you feel him wrapping the silk scarf around them. He clearly knows what he's doing, he loops the scarf round your wrists, making a tight knot. You can feel the soft silk pressing into your skin, your wrists now tied together. "Okay. Now try to escape." He says as he turns you to face him again. You begin pulling at the scarf, your arms wriggling side to side.
"I... I can't get free." You sigh with a slight frustration. "Hmmm... well that scarf is strong enough. But what about this one?" He says as he takes a green scarf from your briefcase. "Let's do another test." He crouches down by your legs and begins wrapping the scarf around your ankles, binding them tightly together. "Hey! Stop! I didn't agree to this!" You moan angrily as he takes out another scarf. He wraps this one just above your knees, squeezing your soft thighs together. "It's a little late that for now." He chuckles as he secures the knot. He grabs another scarf and scrunches it up into a ball. You've been bound and gagged enough times to know where this is going.
"No! Don't!" You moan as you shake your head "You can't...mmppphhhh!!" He stuffs the balled up scarf into your mouth, muffling your desperate pleas. He then takes another scarf and ties that firmly over your lips, making it impossible to spit out the silk in your mouth. He's made you completely helpless with your own product Emily, with just a few lengths of silk you've become his prisoner. You wriggle and moan as he pulls you to your feet. Then in one smooth motion he hoists you up onto his shoulder. "Let's take this upstairs." He says as he strokes his hand up your legs. He then pats your shapely rump and carries you out of the room.
[[CONTINUE|Scarves END]]"Ummm... Actually I should really be going..." You say as you snap the brief case closed. As you get up he reaches out and grabs your wrist, holding you in place. "Come on, just stay a little while sweetie." He says as he tries to pull you toward him. You make a girlish gasp as he pulls you onto his lap, your bottom pressing into his crotch. "That's better." He says as he strokes his hand along your thigh. "Now just relax and..." You suddenly swing the briefcase at him, hitting him in the shoulder. He grunts in pain and you hop off of his lap. "You little bitch!" He yells angrily as you run to the door.
You throw the door open and run to the street. He doesn't chase after you, but you walk quickly to the next street just in case. You pause to catch your breath, then you straighten out your blouse and skirt. Once you've composed yourself you keep walking. After that incident you're close to giving up and going home, but you're not going to quit yet. You approach the next house more cautiously. It's one of the nicer houses on this street, and as you press the doorbell you hear a musical chime. You see a figure approaching through the frosted glass, then the door opens to reveal a tall dark haired woman.
You can't help but notice how beautiful she is, her well defined features and deep green eyes making you pause. She's also only wearing a silk robe, and against the silk you can see the curves of her feminine figure. You quickly focus and smile at her as you say "Hi, my names Emily and I would love to talk to you about some of the products I'm selling." The woman makes an amused smile at you and says "Come inside. It's too hot to be standing on a doorstep." She has the hint of an italian accent, and without waiting for a reply she turns and walks back into her house. "Oh..." You say as you head inside, closing the front door and hurrying after her.
[[CONTINUE|Sales Woman]]"I probably should've mentioned I'm divorced." The man says with a small chuckle as he carries you up the stairs. "So I won't be needing to buy a gift for my wife. And it also means we've got the whole day together." You feel so stupid for just letting him tie you up. You blush in embarrassment, making a small wriggle atop his shoulder. "Settle down sweetie." He says as he gives your nylon clad rump a firm smack. "You're not going anywhere." You make a muffled gasp from the hard spank, then you stop struggling, letting yourself go limp on his shoulder. "That's better." He says with a gentle squeeze of your bottom.
"In my day they didn't make door to door sales girls as cute and submissive as you. Glad to see things have changed." He laughs as he carries you into the bedroom, then he takes your hips and slides you off of his shoulder. He lays you down on the bed and lowers on top of you. He kisses along your neck as he unbuttons your blouse, opening it to reveal your blue bra. He then rolls you over and unzips your skirt, pulling it down over your bound legs. With your pantyhose fully exposed he takes a moment to squeeze and stroke your long legs, his hands gliding over the soft nylon. He then pulls your hips up from the bed, bending you over with your face buried in a pillow.
You feel him positioning himself behind you, then you hear a ripping sound as he tears a hole in your pantyhose. "Mmmpppphhh!!!" You moan and wriggle your bottom side to side, trying to stop him as he moves your panties out of the way. "I'll buy a few scarves to make up for the lost time." He says as he gives your butt a firm pat. "Now hold still sweetie." With that he holds your hips and pushes his throbbing erection inside of you. Your eyes widen and you make a muffled gasp. He then begins pumping back and forth, ravishing you harder and harder. It seems you've made a sale Emily, just not the one you intended. I think he was far more interested in having you than the products you were selling.
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Sales]] You walk across marble floors into her living room, where she sits on a long leather couch. She crosses her legs, the silk robe sliding to the side to reveal her thighs. "Go ahead." She says with a casual motion of her hand. You try not to stare and focus on your briefcase as you open it. You show her the products you're selling, displaying the silk scarves and the pantyhose. You're not sure if she's really interested, her calm stare and small smile are hard to read. "The tights. I can try them on?" She asks as your sales pitch comes to an end. "Yes of course." You say eagerly as you take out a pair of light black nylon pantyhose.
She suddenly takes off her robe, stripping down to her black bra and panties. You're transfixed by her voluptuous figure for just a moment, then you blush and look down at your feet. You try to hand her the pantyhose without looking, then you feel her finger tilting your chin up, making you look at her body. "There is no need to be shy. It's just us girls here." She says as she takes the pantyhose from you. She then sits down on the couch and begins putting them on. Her every movement is so smooth and sensual, and you can't help watching as she begins sliding the nylon up her legs. Her feet go in first, then she pulls the pantyhose taut to her legs, pulling all the way up.
She stands up and slides the waistband up past the curve of her hips. She then begins turning left and right, looking down at herself and assessing the fit of the tights. She notices you staring and makes a pleased smile as she says "You like what you see?" You clear your throat and reply nervously "They ummm... Yeah they look great. Are you interested in buying a pair?" She takes a second then says "I prefer yours, they are a nicer shade. Let me see them." You look down at yourself and say "You... you want to see my pantyhose?" She smiles at you and says "Yes. Like I said, there's no need to be shy. Take off your clothes and show me your pantyhose."
[[Take off your clothes]]
[[Leave the house]]She puts her hands on her hips, staring intensely at you. Her dominant aura makes you feel compelled to obey her, and without thinking you reach for the back of your skirt. You slowly unzip it, then slide it down past the curve of your behind. You get it down to your legs then step out of it. You then slip your shoes off, so she can see the toe seams of your tights. You pause for a moment, and she shakes her head impatiently as she says "The blouse too. You want to sell me pantyhose? I want to see what you're wearing. All of it." You sigh softly and begin unbuttoning your blouse, exposing your blue bra.
It slips off of your slender shoulders and down your arms, coming to rest beside your skirt. "Very good..." She purrs as she looks you up and down, focusing on your legs and your blue panties beneath the layer of nylon. She steps closer and begins feeling along the waistband, giving it a slight pull to make the nylon more taut. "Oh..." You gasp as you feel the gently pull of your pantyhose, the nylon squeezing into your bottom. "And how do they feel against your legs?" She asks as she lets go of the waistband "S... soft..." You reply as you blush a bright red.
She lowers down and begins stroking your legs as she says "Yes... very soft... Now let me see the other side." She stands up straight and takes your hips, turning you around. You then feel her hands running up the back of your legs, going all the way to your shapely rump. You feel her hands squeezing your bottom, pressing deeply into the nylon casing and the soft flesh beneath it. Any pretense of this being part of the sale is gone, and you try to get away from her as you say "I really should be going..." She suddenly wraps an arm around your stomach, holding you in place as she whispers by your ear. "Shhhh... You're not going anywhere silly girl..."
[[CONTINUE|Hose END]]"Actually I think I should go..." You say as you close the briefcase. You turn around and begin heading to the door. "Hold on." You hear her say behind you. You're scared she'll try something like that last guy, and you begin to hurry down the hallway. You can hear her chasing after you, and with the weight of the briefcase you can't run fast enough. She grabs your arm and spins you around "Get off..." You start to say, then you notice she's offering you money.
"For the pantyhose." She says with a small glance down at her legs. You forgot she was wearing them, and you make a relieved breath as you say "Thanks." She smirks as you take the money from her. "You are a nice girl. But I don't think this is the right job for you." She says as she leads you to the door. She opens it for you and you head outside. As you walk down the street her words repeat over and over in your head. She's right, you're not cut out for this job.
Your phone suddenly rings and you put it to your ear. "We just got a call from a guy who says you assaulted him!! What do you think you're doing?!" You hear your boss yelling angrily. You roll your eyes with a heavy sigh as you say "You don't have to worry about any complaints. I quit. I'll come to the office to drop off the products." You then hang up the phone and call Eliza. Hopefully she'll have time between appointments to come and pick you up.
[[CONTINUE|Third Job Search]]With one hand wrapped around your midsection her other hand slides down under the waistband of your pantyhose. You feel her hand going lower, beneath your blue panties and down between your thighs. "No... stop... Oh!!!" You gasp as you feel her fingers entering you, making slow purposeful motions as she begins to pleasure you. "Ohhh.... stop..." You moan as you feel the pleasure building, her fingers pushing in and out of you, buried deeply beneath your panties and the layer of nylon. "I... have a girlfriend..." You moan as you try to wriggle out of her strong grip. "And yet you are here..." She whisper by your ear in a sultry tone. "Stripping to your pantyhose in front of a woman you do not know."
She begins kissing along your neck, sending tingles through your skin. "You... you made me..." You gasp breathlessly, then any words you try to make devolve into helpless moans. The pleasure is just too strong, her fingers too fast and skilled. She knows exactly how to manipulate you, how to force you over the edge. You feel the orgasm building and building, then it explodes through your body, overwhelming you with it's intensity. Your feminine juices have soaked through your panties and your tights, the nylon damp and wet. She pulls her fingers up then forces them into your mouth, making you suck them clean.
You're so exhausted after the orgasm, your eyes fluttering sleepily. "Come here baby. Let's get you to bed." She coos by your ear, knowing that she's defeated you. She turns you around and hoists you up onto her shoulder, your nylon coated legs dangling in front of her chest. She gives your bottom a gentle pat, then wraps an arm around your thighs and carries you away. You feel so tired you let out a weak sigh, your eyes fluttering closed as you faint atop her shoulder. Well she was interested in your pantyhose Emily, just not for the reason you thought. It seems you've advertised the product a little too well...
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Sales Woman]] You're still in bed when Eliza's getting ready for work. You can hear her making coffee in the kitchen, but you don't have the energy to get up. Before she leaves she comes in to check on you. "Hey... still in bed huh?" She says with a concerned smile as she comes over to you. "Two jobs in a row Eliza." You groan miserably. You then grab a pillow and press it over your face as you say "I can't do anything right!" She sits down on the bed next to you, then gently pulls the pillow away from your face.
"What if I was only good at getting into trouble?" You ask sadly "What if I can't make it in the real world?" She leans down and kisses you on the lips to silence you. Then looking into your eyes she says soothingly "This is the real world. Me and you together, living our normal life. No-one can take that away from us." You look lovingly up at her, then she leans down and kisses you again. "Take as long as you need Emily. I'll always be there for you. No matter what." You start to feel better, and you take her hand, pulling her down for a longer and more passionate kiss.
She eventually peels her lips away and says "I know I said I'll be there... But I do have to go to work." You smile and reply calmly "Okay. Meet you for lunch later?" She nods and replies "Can't wait." She heads out of the bedroom and you hear the front door closing. You then take a deep breath and force yourself out of bed. You throw off the covers and get to your feet, marching into the kitchen. The newspaper is laid out and waiting for you. You're getting more desperate for jobs now, there's only three that you have a chance of getting. What job do you want to try next Emily?
[[Wrestling School Assistant]]
[[Magicians Assistant]]
[[Cosplay Model]]Your patrol is a set route that takes you through the maze of crates and around the entire warehouse. The route is a big circle that eventually leads to the centre of the massive room, then you make your way out. It usually takes around fifteen minutes. Your boots make a soft tap against the concrete floors, the sound amplified by the silence. It's dark and quiet, the beam of your torch chasing away the shadows that block your path. You look casually left and right, seeing that the crates haven't been moved or tampered with. Then suddenly you hear a noise, the sound of wood breaking, the lid of a crate being cracked open.
You freeze, a chill going down your spine as your blood runs cold. The noise was way too loud to just be the wind. You remain frozen in place as you try to think, then you switch your torch off and begin moving closer to the noise. You know you should just run and call for help. But your curiousity is too strong. You move down a row of highly stacked crates, then you peek your head out to spy on the intruders. You see two young woman, both wearing balaclava's over their faces and black backpacks on their backs. They're holding crowbars, and you see several crates have already been broken into.
They're both wearing skimpy denim shorts and tight fitting crop-tops, their toned legs and arms on display. It's clear they could overpower you, and you duck back behind your hiding place. You take out your phone and try to call the police, but you can't get a signal in here. "Let's try this one. One of these boxes has to have something we can sell." You hear from around the corner. They're breaking into more crates Emily, if you don't stop them you'll be in big trouble. Should you try to leave the warehouse to call for help? Or should you try to scare them off yourself?
[[Try to leave the warehouse]]
[[Try to scare them off]]You begin to slowly back away, your feet pressing softly to the ground. You then turn around, but as you do your hand brushes the keys hanging from your belt. It makes a soft jingle, and you freeze, hoping they didn't hear you. "Someone there?" You hear one of the girls call out. You then hear their footsteps approaching. You don't have a choice, and you take off in a fast run. "Hey! Get back here cutie!" You hear one of the girls giggle as they chase after you. You've got a good headstart, and you know this warehouse better than they do. You manage to lose them amongst the maze of crates, running through the narrow passageways in the dark.
You slow down into a steady walk, gasping for breath. You walk quickly to the exit, turning a corner to see the door at the end of a row of crates. Suddenly one of robbers jumps out from behind a crate and grabs you, yelling to her accomplice. "I knew she'd go for the exit! I got her!" You wrestle with her as she tries to overpower you. The other girl appears and runs toward you with a pleased smile. You manage to break free at the last second, kicking the girl in the shins then running off. You run deeper into the warehouse, losing them again in the maze.
"You're not going anywhere!!" You hear one of the girls yell loudly. You then hear a jingling noise. You make a defeated moan and look down at your belt. While you were fighting she managed to steal your keys. You're stuck in here without them Emily. A few minutes pass and you hear the sound of crates being broken into. With the keys in their possession they know you can't get away. They must know there's no phone signal in this warehouse too. You're not sure what to do. You could hide and wait for them to leave. Or you could try and get the keys back.
[[Hide and wait]]
[[Try to get the keys back]]You take a deep breath then step out from your hiding place. You switch on your torch, shining it right on them. "You're trespassing on private property!" You yell as you try to make your voice stern and commanding. "I've called the police! They'll be here soon!" For a moment they seem scared. Then one of the girls squints through the bright light, getting a proper look at you. "Oooh she's cute." The girl giggles, your authority immediately disappearing. The other one begins walking forward, her crowbar swinging lazily by her side as she says "You called the police huh? See that's funny because I can't get a signal in here..."
You begin nervously backing away as they both advance on you. "I... I called them before I came in here..." You try to say, but it's clear they don't believe you. They both make excited grins, flashing their teeth like hungry predators. You let out a scared gasp and turn to run. "Get her!" One of the girls laughs as they both chase after you. They catch you in seconds, your slender legs unable to propel you fast enough. One of them tackles into you from behind, bringing you down to the floor. There's a brief struggle as you wrestle with her, then she quickly overwhelms you. She pins you down on your back, sitting atop your midsection.
She straddles you with her knees pushing your arms against your sides, keeping you trapped beneath her. "You... you can't do this to me..." You moan as you wriggle beneath her curvy rump, feeling it's rounded shape squashing into you. The full weight of her body is keeping you pressed to the floor, and after a few more squirming motions you give up. You're too tired and it's clear you cant get away. The girl on top of you makes a satisfied smile as she leans down and says. "Now listen up cutie. We don't wana hurt you. So you're guna let use tie you up, then we're going to finish robbing this place. Got it?" In a defeated sigh you reply "Okay..." She laughs then leans down and kisses you on the lips as she says "Perfect."
[[CONTINUE|Robbers END]]You let out a shocked gasp at the kiss. Then with another laugh the girl gets up and pulls you from the floor. She pulls you to your feet, holding you by the front of your blue shirt. The other girl gets in close, the two of them trapping you between their bodies. She holds your chin and looks at your girlish features. "They left a cute little thing like you to guard this place?" She giggles with an amused grin. "Let's get her tied up. We haven't got all night." The girl holding you says. She pushes you up against a wall of crates, then they both take off their backpacks. They take out rolls of duct tape and lengths of white rope. You glance to the side as you think of running. Then the girl grips you by the throat and says "Don't even think about it."
She then reaches down and begins unbuttoning your blouse. "Hey... stop..." You moan weakly as they undress you. They strip you of your clothes, laughing and giggling as they take you down to your black bra and panties. Then they lay you down on your stomach and sit on top of you, one girl on your legs, the other on your lower back. "This is our easiest robbery yet!" One of the girls laughs as she begins tying your wrists. "She didn't even put up a fight." You feel the other girl wrapping rope around your ankles, then another two lengths above and below your knees. When they're done with the rope they start with the duct tape, wrapping you up even more tightly. They cover every part of your body in either tape or rope, making a crushing cocoon of bondage.
You lay on your back, wriggling and moaning as one of the girls says "Ooh I got something we can gag her with!" She reaches into her bag and takes out a pair of her panties, then she stuffs them in your mouth. "Mmmpphhhh!!" You moan as you feel her panties on your tongue. They then wrap tape over your lips multiple times, making a thick gag with the panties stuck in your mouth. "Let's put her in here!" The girl says as she motions to one of the crates. They crack it open with their crowbars, then they dump you inside. The lid closes and you hear them bashing the nails back into place, sealing you in darkness. You're trapped in this crate Emily, stuck in bondage. Let's just hope someone finds you soon...
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Patrol]] With a sad sigh you realise there's nothing you can do. You go off to a corner of the warehouse to hide. You have to stay there listening to them robbing the warehouse, then you hear them opening the door to leave. "Thanks for making this so easy for us!" You hear one of the girls yell with a loud giggle. The door then slams shut, the sound echoing through the warehouse. You walk through the maze of crates in silence, finding the exit. You try the handle, and as you predicted it doesn't budge. They've locked you in here. You let out a frustrated sigh and bang your fist against the door.
You spend the next hour walking around the warehouse, trying to find any possible way out. You see they've broken into dozens of crates, and the warehouse is a mess. You eventually find a broken crate with bubble wrap laying around it. You pull out a sheet of the bubble wrap and lie down. You were just closing your eyes for a moment, then suddenly you're being shaken awake. "Emily?! What the hell happened!!" The head security guard yells as he shakes your shoulder. You sit up groggily then push yourself to your feet.
"There..." You stifle a yawn and continue "There was a robbery. I tried to stop them but they locked me in here." He shakes his head as he looks at all the broken crates laying on the floor. "I knew a girl couldn't do this job..." He mutters angrily. "That's not fair! I... I tried but there was two of them and they had weapons and my phone couldn't get a signal..." He doesn't look impressed by your excuses. "You can drop the uniform off at the head office. This isn't going to work out." He says coldly. You open your mouth to protest, then you realise it's pointless and head to the exit.
[[CONTINUE|Third Job Search]] You take your torch off of your belt and give it a small swing through the air. It should be enough to knock them out, but you'll need to take them one at a time. You sneak through the warehouse, finding them again. You spy on them for a few minutes, watching them breaking open crates and filling their backpacks. You then see them split up, one of the girls heading off while the other stays to look through a crate. She's leaning over it, rummaging through the crates contents. You approach her slowly, lifting the torch up into the air. You come up right behind her, then bring it swinging down. You hit her in the back of the head, making a hard thud against her skull.
She groans and flops forward, resting bent over the side of the crate. You make a satisfied smile, then you hear behind you "Hey!" You turn around, seeing the other girl marching at you, her crowbar gripped tightly in her hand. "You hurt my girlfriend!! You're fucking dead!!" She yells angrily. You nervously back away, clutching your torch. As she gets closer you try to swing it at her, but she's much faster and more effective with her weapon. Swinging the crowbar like a baseball bat she knocks the torch out of your hand. It goes flying, smashing against a stack of crates. She then does a backhanded swing, hitting you in the side of the head with the crowbar.
You groan and stumble back, your ears ringing. "Don't pass out on me yet. I'm just getting started with you." The girl snarls angrily. She slams the crowbar into your stomach. You let out a breathless wheeze, clutching your midsection and gasping for air. While you struggle to breathe she moves behind you. She then swings the crowbar like a golf club, bringing it up between your legs. You feel it slamming into your most sensitive area. Your eyes bulge and you moan in pain. You feel your legs wobbling and you drop to your knees. She then walks round in front of you, looming over you with the crowbar.
[[CONTINUE|Crowbar END]]With her free hand she grabs your chin, tilting your head up so she can look into your glassy eyes. "No-one touches my girlfriend." She says angrily, her eyes burning with rage. She then slams the crowbar down onto the top of your head, making a hard crack against your skull. Your eyes instantly snap closed, the lights switching off in your mind. You fall back and make a soft thump against the concrete, then you lay motionless at her feet. She walks to the side of you, then lifts her foot and brings it slamming down on your stomach. Your eyes bulge open wide, and you let out a long breathless groan. She then drops down onto your midsection, her bottom squashing into your stomach.
You look up at her hazily, seeing her lift the crowbar. "No..." You whimper in fear, then she smacks you across the face with the hard metal weapon. She hits you on the left side of your head, then backhands you across the right. She goes back and forth, battering you mercilessly, blinded by her rage. She stops when your face is bloody and bruised, then she leans down and presses the crowbar horizontally across your neck. "Time to die bitch." She snarls at you as she begins strangling you with the crowbar, the pressure against your throat cutting off your oxygen. You make a choking noise, your mouth agape as you struggle for air.
Your legs wriggle up and down on the floor, your body squirming beneath her. She simply sits in place, keeping you pinned as she chokes you. Soon you feel the darkness seeping in. You make a final few shuddering motions, twitching on the floor. Then your eyes flutter closed, the life fading from your body as she strangles you to death. She watches you pass away, then lets out a deep breath and lifts the crowbar. Her rage subsides and she mutters "Fuck..." She then scrambles to her feet, shaking her girlfriend awake as she says "We gotta get out of here." You performed your job admirably Emily, but maybe next time you should just hide. Whatever's in this warehouse it definitely wasn't worth your life.
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Try to leave the warehouse]] "Good." She replies as she stops by a metal door. "Then you'll know what to expect." The door slides open, revealing a large room with a padded floor. You step inside and the door closes behind you. Like the hallway the walls are a pure white, and the room is completely empty. The only thing in here is an electronic tablet attached to the wall opposite you. "This unique chloroform mixture is designed to lower brain functions..." The doctor explains as she takes out a small spray bottle from her pocket. She then takes out a white medical face mask. She sprays a few bursts of chloroform onto the inside of the mask. Then she turns to you and says "Your first test is to walk over to that tablet, complete the three maths questions, then walk back here."
"You must do this without removing the mask. Understood?" You look nervously at the damp surface of the mask as you reply "Is this really necessary? I thought this job was for a lab assistant..." She nods and replies "Correct, and testing our chloroform is part of your assistant role. Now please put on the mask and begin." The job pays well and you don't want to fail again. So with a defeated sigh you take the mask. You slip the straps over your ears, the mask pressing to your mouth and nose. "Remember to breathe as you normally would." The doctor reminds you as you turn to face the tablet.
It looks much further away than it did a second ago. You begin to walk in a straight line. You take a slow breath, feeling the chloroform swirling into your lungs. You can smell the chemical scent against your nose, and after only a few steps you start to feel dizzy. Your vision begins to blur and you stumble forward a few steps. You make it halfway across the room, then you let out a sleepy moan, your eyes fluttering as they glaze over. Should you try to keep going? Or should you admit defeat?
[[Try to keep going]]
[[Take off the mask]]You try to focus your hazy eyes on the tablet. The room wont stop spinning, and you stumble side to side as you walk forward. There was something special about this chloroform, but you can't remember what she told you. Your legs feel so weak and wobbly, the slender limbs barely able to support you. In messy unco-ordinated steps you finally reach the tablet. You rest your hand on the wall, leaning into it for support. You stare at the tablet for a moment, then you giggle as you remember what you're supposed to be doing. You feel so dumb and drowzy, your IQ falling off a cliff as you continue breathing in the chloroform. You tap the tablet and the screen comes to life.
'2 + 2 = ?' comes up on the screen, then you're presented with numbers you can enter. "Ummm..." You say with another small giggle, the numbers all blurring together. At the back of the room the doctor makes a satisfied nod, watching you struggle with the basic equation. You take a guess and tap the number five, making a big red X flash up on the screen. "Woops." You say with a silly smile beneath the face mask. The next two questions are just as simple, and you fail to get any of them right. Three red X's show on the screen, then the tablet switches off. "Oh. Is the game over?" You ask in a girlish tone.
"Now you must return to me to complete the test." The doctor calls over to you. "Oh yeah." You say as you spin round, the motion almost making you tumble to the floor. You stumble messily toward the doctor, almost tripping over your own feet. Each step looks like it might be your last, your long legs going in awkward directions. You clumsily stagger forward, almost making it across the room. Then the chloroform finally overwhelms you, and with a tired sigh you come to a stop. You waver in place for a moment, then you flop down to your knees, your shapely behind coming to rest on the back of your heels.
[[CONTINUE|Dumb Chloro]]Your eyes make another sleepy flutter. Then you flop down to your knees on the padded floor. You reach for the mask and pull it off, tossing it aside to get the chloroform as far away as possible. You take a deep gasping breath, the oxygen helping you clear your head. "I... I couldn't do it..." You say as you keep inhaling deeply. "Hmmm. I see." The doctor replies coldly with an air of disappointment. She walks over to you and picks up the mask, slipping it into her pocket. "Take a moment to gather yourself then please join me in the room down the hall."
"It's the second one on the left." With that she turns and walks out of the room, leaving you alone. You remain on your knees for a few minutes, taking deep breaths and waiting for the dizziness to fade. You then get to your feet, wobbling slightly before steadying yourself. "So now it's my job to be chloroformed..." You mutter with a frustrated groan. It seems no matter what you do you can't escape the powerful chemical. You walk out of the room and follow the doctors instructions. As you pass by a door you hear a sound on the other side, it sounded like some kind of animal in distress.
You pause for a moment, then your curiousity gets the better of you. The door slides open as you approach it, revealing another large white room. At the back of the room are two metal cages. All four sides are made of a thick metal, so you can't see what animals are being kept inside. On each cage a sign reads 'WARNING. DO NOT RELEASE MUTATED TEST SUBJECTS.' You walk closer to the cage, hearing the animals inside making a whining noise. They sound unhappy, and you feel the urge to release them. Should you open the cages or continue to the next test?
[[Open the cages]]
[[Go to the next test]]"Hold on guys. I wont let them experiment on you anymore." You say as you approach the cages. You see that each one has a green button on the side. You glance nervously over your shoulder, then you tap the first button. The metal door of the cage begins to slide open, you then hurry to the other cage and press that button as well. You hear that same strange whining noise, then suddenly a massive green frog leaps out from the cage. You gasp and move to the side, hoping it won't spot you. They've mutated it to make it much larger than normal, it's almost as tall as you.
It still seems to have the brain of an animal though, and it looks confused. It hops toward the door, while a second frog hops out of the other cage. This frog is the same size but it's skin is a light blue. It hops erratically around the room, then jumps into the corner and stays there. The green frog reaches the door, then it seems to sense you and turns around. You make a scared gasp, backing away until you bump into the white wall beside the cages. In one large leap the frog crosses the room, landing right in front of you.
It's large yellow eyes look you up and down, trying to determine if you're a predator or prey. It looks at your long legs and feminine curves, and in seconds it comes to the decision that you're something to be eaten. It makes that whining sound again, then suddenly lifts up on it's legs, standing up straight and looming over you. As you cower in fear from the mutated frog the door slides open. "Emily? What have you done?!" Doctor Ellis yells as she marches into the room. "They... they sounded sad..." You moan as you look up at the green slimy creature. "You idiot!" She yells back "That's the sound they make when they're hungry!!"
[[CONTINUE|Frogs END]]You ignore the whining sound and continue down the hallway. You go to the second door and it slides open. This room is smaller than the last one, there's a metal table in the centre, and a bed in the corner. Doctor Ellis is waiting for you, she sees you glancing at the bed and says "You may need to lie down after this one." You make a scared moan as you see a bottle of chloroform and a white cloth on the table. "There's no need to be afraid." Doctor Ellis says as she picks up the bottle. "I... I just don't like being chloroformed..." You sigh nervously. She begins drizzling the chloroform onto the cloth as she replies "Well it's part of your job now."
"So I'm afraid you'll have to learn to like it." Once the cloth is damp she sets the bottle down. She then moves slowly around you as she says "For this test I'm not going to tell you the specific effect of the chloroform. I'm going to make you inhale it, then I want you to tell me what the effect is. Do you understand?" She moves behind you as you reply "Yes doctor. I understand." You feel her coming up close to you, her hips gently grazing your bottom. "Now hold still..." She says softly by your ear, her hand slipping around your waist to hold you steady. Her other hand drifts the cloth toward your face. "Deep breaths." She says gently before pressing the cloth against your mouth and nose.
She applies a firm pressure, making sure you're breathing it in. Your chest rises and falls, the chloroform going deep into your lungs. You feel the familiar sleepy sensation, and you make a muffled moan against the cloth. You try to focus on what other effect the chloroform could be having on you. Your legs get that familiar tremble, your body feeling tired and numb. You then feel a strange tingle between your thighs, a warmth spreading through your body. 'It... it's an aphrodisiac!' You blush as you realise what's happening to your body. Should you try to stop the test or let it continue?
[[Try to stop the test]]
[[Let it continue]]You make an exhausted groan as you remain slumped on your knees. Your eyes open and close slowly, a wet shimmer forming as you stare listlessly into the distance. Your arms hang limply by your sides, your shoulders sagging. The doctor walks over to you and leans down. She calmly reaches for the straps of your mask, peeling it off of your face and tucking it into her pocket. She places two fingers gently under your chin, tilting your head up so you're looking at her. "How do you feel?" She asks in a formal tone. "Sl... sleepy..." You sigh with a flutter of your eyelids.
She makes a pleased smile as she continues "And your intelligence? How has that been affected?" Your brow furrows in confusion as you say "Intelligence?" The word not making any sense to you. "Let's try this. Do you remember your own name?" She asks with a condescending smirk. "My... my name..." You sigh as you struggle to remember. She lets out a small laugh as she looks into your dizzy eyes. "It seems the formula was a complete success." Her hand slips into her pocket, taking out the small spray bottle. "For your reward, you can go to sleep." She says as she points the bottle at you.
She presses down on the nozzle, shooting out a burst of chloroform. The chemical sprays into your face, a light mist clouding your feminine features. "Oh..." You make a soft gasp as you breathe it in. Then your eyes sink all the way down and you pass out. She releases your chin as you fade away. You fall forward, your head coming to rest at her feet. You've fallen in a bent over pose, still on your knees with your bottom sticking up. She walks around you then lowers down, giving your butt a firm pat as she says "I think you're going to fit in here very well. The perfect test subject."
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Test One]] Suddenly the blue frog hops out of the corner of the room, landing right behind Doctor Ellis. It lifts up on it's legs, its hands reaching out to grab her by the waist. "No! Let go of me!!" She shrieks as it lifts her into the air. It's drooling mouth opens and it stuffs her head first inside. You make a scared gasp as you watch her head and torso disappearing, her long legs wriggling in the air as she sinks down into the frogs stomach. The frog in front of you then reaches out and grabs you by the waist as well. It's much bigger than you standing upright, and much stronger too. There's nothing you can do to save yourself Emily.
It lifts you up then pushes you head first into it's mouth. You make a scared scream, reduced to a damsel in distress by this monstrous creatues. Your head goes down it's throat, stuffed deeper and deeper into the wet stomach lining. Everything is dark in here, but you can still wriggle your legs as you try to get free. You feel its slimy hands on your legs, folding them inward toward your chest. It folds you up like a sandwich, until only your feet and your bottom are sticking out from it's open mouth. Your shapely rump wriggles side to side as you slip lower. You can see it's stomach and the digestive juices waiting for you, a small dark chamber in which you'll be broken down into nutrients.
With one last swallow it consumes you, your body plopping gently into it's belly. You're squashed into a tight ball inside it's stomach, trapped and alone. You make a scared moan as you're coated by it's stomach acid. It's wet and gooey, your clothes sticking to your body, your skin made glossy and slick. Your pantyhose begin to dissintegrate first, then your blouse, the digestive process stripping you naked. You feel a burning sensation, then you begin to faint, the pain so strong you fade into unconsciousness. It seems they were just hungry after all Emily, and you were nice enough to offer them yourself as a meal.
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Take off the mask]] You reach up and grab her wrist, pushing the cloth off of your face. "This is laced with an aphrodisiac! I'm not letting you do this to me!" You moan angrily as you struggle with her. She tries to push the cloth back down as she replies "This is part of your job. You have to... Oof!!" You jab your elbow into her stomach, knocking the air from her lungs. You then wriggle free from her grip.
You turn around and exclaim angrily "I'm not some... chloroform test dummy!" She clutches her midsection and glares angrily at you as she says "This is a prestigious research facility! There are lots of girls who would be honoured to work here!! If you won't comply with the tests you can leave!!" You realise you've lost another job, and you reply "Fine" With a sad sigh you head back through the hallway and to the reception area. You're soon sitting at the bus stop, waiting to go home.
[[CONTINUE|Third Job Search]]You don't want to lose your job, so you allow her to continue chloroforming you. She keeps the cloth against your mouth and nose for a few more seconds, then she peels it away. She holds it close to your face as she asks "So? Have you figured out the secondary effect yet?" You make a slow sleepy blink as you sigh "I... I think it's an aphrodisiac..." You were expecting her to let you go, but she doesn't. "Hmmm... It sounds like you're not quite sure." She coos by your ear "Let's keep going." Your eyes widen in shock as she moves the cloth toward you.
"But...mmppphhh..." She silences you with the cloth, pressing it to your mouth and nose again. You feel that warmth pulsing through you. Your skin becomes tingly and super sensitive, your body shuddering as you moan with pleasure. The doctor smiles as she feels the heat radiating from your body. You become so hot you begin to sweat, beads of perspiration trickling along your supple skin. The chloroform overwhelms you with two competing sensations. The need to sleep, and the need to release the building orgasm. "It seems you're getting a little hot Emily. I'll help you cool down." She whispers as her hand slips up from your waist.
She slowly unbuttons your blouse, revealing your breasts and your white bra. You feel her hand on your bosom, but you're too tired to resist her. She gently gropes and squeezes your breasts, rolling them around as she plays with their softness. You moan and tremble helplessly, leaning back against her chest. Your eyes have glazed over, looking hazily into the distance. She feels you going limp, and she wraps an arm around your waist again. "Let's get you more comfortable." She says as she begins dragging you toward the bed, your limp legs trailing along the ground.
[[CONTINUE|Chloro Aph END]]She lays you down on your back, your legs lining up neatly, your arms resting by your sides. You stare at the ceiling taking slow breaths, your breasts rising and falling in the white cups of your bra. She looms over you and presses the cloth to your face, resting one knee on the bed. You feel the pleasure building and building, then you feel her other hand stroking your legs. Her hand glides up the soft nylon, pushing the hem of your skirt up to your waist. Your pantyhose are completely exposed now, as well as your panties beneath the thin layer of nylon. She begins stroking between your thighs, arousing you even more with her gentle touch.
Your legs make a small squirming motion, your hips bucking up from the bed. From behind the cloth you let out a loud girlish moan. The orgasm explodes through you, the pleasure crashing over you again and again in endless waves. Your body shakes on the bed, the blood rushing through your body. Finally the intensity fades, leaving you warm and tingly. You make a sleepy sigh, your eyes closing all the way down. She keeps the cloth in place for a moment, then she peels it away, revealing your motionless feminine features. "It seems the new formula was a complete success" She says as she looks down at you.
She leans down and plants a kiss on your lips. Then she gropes and fondles you for a few minutes, her hands gliding over your lithe form. "You're going to fit in here perfectly" She says as she kisses you again "The perfect submissive test subject." With that she stands up and leaves the room, going back to work. She switches off the lights, leaving you in darkness. You lay there splayed out on the bed, your bra and panties exposed, a wet patch coming through the nylon between your thighs. You've got the job Emily, after all the times you've been chloroformed it's about time you got paid for it.
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Go to the next test]] You're pretty sure he's one of the bikers so you reply "I heard he's part of the toughest gang in Greenfield." You make a shy smile. Then you shrug and say "I thought they might want a new member. I've always thought motorbikes are really hot." The bartender smirks as he looks you up and down. "Oh Jack's definitely guna like you. He's over at the booth there honey." You turn to the booth and see him motion to a large man with a grey beard and a ponytail. He looks to be their leader, and you swallow nervously. "Don't be shy." The bartender laughs. He then yells over to the booths. "Hey Jack! This sweet little thing wants to talk to ya!!"
There are loud laughs throughout the bar, the sound making you blush. You see Jack focusing on you, his eyes staring at your legs. You make your way over slowly, putting your hand in your pocket to feel the envelope. You just need him to confirm his name, then you can put the envelope on the table and leave. You reach the table and open your mouth to ask his name. But before you can speak he talks over you. "Make some room boys! We got a guest!" His men laugh and a few slide out of the booth. One of them grabs your arm and pushes you down onto the booth, sitting you next to Jack.
He drapes his muscular arm over your shoulder, making you feel even more small and vulnerable as he says "Now what's your name baby?" You look up at him and reply "E... Emily..." His other hand reaches over and strokes your cheek as he says "Now aint that a pretty name. A pretty name for a pretty girl. And why you looking for me Emily?" You feel for the envelope as you reply "So you're Jack Hayes?" He nods and replies "That's right. You heard of me?" Your hand is shaking as you squeeze the envelope. Are you brave enough to serve him the papers? Or should you just try to leave?
[[Serve him the papers]]
[[Try to leave]]You lower your voice so no-one can hear, then you whisper "I'm a process server and he has to appear in court. I have legal documents I have to give to him." The bartender nods then replies "Well why didn't you say so. Jack's helping me fix a leak in the basement. He's down there right now." He motions to a door at the back of the bar and says "I can take you down there right now." You smile happily and reply "Really? That would be great. Thanks" You follow the bartender to the door. He leads you through a hallway, then to another door which leads to the basement. "After you. He's right down there." The bartender says as he stands by the door.
You head down the stairs, entering the cold grey basement. The noise from the bar is quieter down here, and you suddenly feel very alone. The bartender comes down the steps behind you, his footsteps making a soft creak on the wooden steps. "Hello? Jack?" You call out as you look around the basement. You see wooden shelves along the walls and beer kegs stacked up. A table nearby has a bunch of tools and a roll of duct tape laying on it. "I don't think he's..." You start to say, then the bartender reaches round and presses his hand over your mouth. His other hand slips around your waist, taking a tight grip of your midsection.
"Trying to harass my customers huh?" He snarls by your ear as he drags you through the basement. You moan against his hand, but its firmly clamped over your mouth. Your slender form wriggles and struggles as he pulls you over to the table. He easily overpowers you, your girlish figure utterly outmatched by his strength. He bends you over the table then pulls your arms behind your back. He then grabs the roll of duct tape. "No... Stop..." You moan weakly as he begins wrapping up your wrists. You feel your wrists being tightly taped together and you let out a defeated sigh. You're about to be bound and gagged again Emily, and there's nothing you can do about it.
[[CONTINUE|Basement END]]"You've been served" You say nervously as you put the envelope down on the table in front of him. You then quickly slide out of the booth and try to leave. "Oh no you don't! Get back here missy!" Jack yells after you. One of his gang grabs you and holds you in place. There's a tense silence in the bar as Jack gets up. He marches over to you, the envelope scrunched up in his hand. He chucks the ball of paper at you, hitting you in the chest as he says "You think you can come into my bar and pull this shit? I reckon someone needs to teach you some manners." The man holding you pushes you toward Jack. He grabs your arm, his large hand closing tightly around the slender limb.
It's clear you can't get away, he's far bigger and stronger than you. He drags you over toward one of the tables, then pulls out the wooden seat. He sits down then pulls you across his lap, lying you down with your stomach resting on his thighs. He places one hand on your lower back to keep you in place, then you feel his other hand pushing your skirt up, revealing your pink panties beneath the nylon of your tights. "Wh... what are you doing?" You gasp as he gives your shapely rump a firm squeeze. "Like I said..." He replies as he lifts his hand in the air. "Teaching you some manners!" He brings his large hand slamming down on your butt, the loud SMACK! ringing out through the bar.
You make a pained squeal and the bar erupts with laughter. "That's it Jack!" One of his gang yells "Hit her again!" Another chimes in. He begins spanking you to a steady rhythm, his hand rising and falling, smacking your bottom over and over. His hand is large enough to catch both globes of your rump at once. Each hit makes the throbbing pain more intense. After a few minutes he pulls down your pantyhose and your panties, exposing your sore backside. He then smacks his hand on your naked flesh. He begins spanking your bare bottom, the pain now ten times worse. Your bottom burns a bright red, and tears trickle down your cheeks as you whimper "Please... please stop..."
[[CONTINUE|Spank END]]"Umm... actually I think I've made a mistake..." You reply nervously. You realise it's a bad idea to try and serve documents to this guy when he's surrounded by his gang. "I'm just going to go." You try to slide out of the booth. But Jack wraps an arm around your waist and pulls you closer as he laughs "Don't get shy on me now baby!" His gang laughs as you squirm in his strong grip. He pulls you against him, so your legs are touching under the table. He's so much bigger and stronger than you it's clear you can't get away. You're trapped in the hold of his muscular arm.
"Hey get us some drinks over here!" Jack yells loudly, his arm reaching round your waist to stroke your thigh. "I think Emily needs to relax!" The bartender brings over a tray of shots, and Jack places one in front of you. "Here you go. Drink up." He says with a stern inflection. You reach for the shot and grip it in your hand. You then take a deep breath and down it in one go. It goes down your throat, then you stick out your tongue and make a disgusted face. His gang laughs at your reaction and you blush in embarrassment.
"That's more like it!" Jack laughs as he puts another shot in front of you. "We're just getting started baby!" He says as he gives your nylon coated thigh a firm squeeze. You realise he's not going to let you go. You can either keep drinking or try to convince him to let you leave. From the way he's stroking your leg it's pretty obvious he's interested in you. Maybe if you flirted with him you could convince him to take you back to his place. Of course you'd make a run for it the moment you stepped out of the door. What do you want to do Emily?
[[Keep drinking]]
[[Flirt with him]]Once he's wrapped up your wrists he crouches down and pushes your ankles together. He wraps them up as well, looping the tape round and round to make multiple layers of bondage. He pulls your shoes off then stands up straight. You feel him grabbing your hips and spinning you around. "I'm just doing my job!" You moan as he begins rifling around in your pockets. He finds the envelope and scrunches it into a ball. "You won't get away with..." He suddenly stuffs the envelope into your mouth, gagging you with the court order you were supposed to deliver. He wraps more layers of tape over your mouth, sealing the envelope inside.
"Mmmmppphh!!!" You make a muffled moan as he gags you, your cheeks blushing a bright red as you feel the scrunched up envelope against your tongue. "You'll think twice before coming to my bar with that bullshit." He snarls angrily. He then lifts you up onto his shoulder and gives your bottom a hard smack. You make a muffled squeal and wriggle atop his shoulder. He carries you deeper into the basement, where a wooden post runs from the floor to the ceiling. He sets you down on your stockinged feet, standing you with your back to the post. He then begins wrapping tape around your body and the post, securing your lithe form to the wood. You shake your head and moan pleadingly at him. But he ignores your pleading moans, wrapping more and more tape around you.
It squeezes into your legs and your womanly hips. It presses into your torso, going above and below your breasts. He finally finishes the entire roll of tape, having used all of it to restrain you. "There. Now you can stay down here a while. In the morning when my customers are gone I'll think about letting you go." He says as he steps closer to you. He then grabs your breasts and gives them a hard squeeze as he says "And you aint never coming back here. Go it?" You nod your head and wince in pain as he squeezes your soft bosom. "Good girl" He says with a more gentle squeeze, then he walks away, leaving you bound and gagged in the basement.
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Process Server]] "What was that?" Jack asks as he continues spanking you, his hand making a hard slap against your bottom every other second. "It sounded like you were saying something. But I didn't hear an apology." He's completely broken you with the brutal spanking. The pain is so bad you'll do anything to make it stop. "I'm sorry!" You moan through your tears. He continues spankig you for another few seconds. You make pained girlish moans, your legs wriggling with each hard hit. His hand then comes to a stop, resting on your bright red rump. He strokes your bottom gently, listening to your soft sobbing noises.
"Say that again sweetie." You wince as he gives your bottom a firm squeeze, then you choke back your tears and say "I... I'm sorry... I was just trying to do my job..." He smirks and gives your butt another squeeze as he says "You need a job huh? Well I got one for ya. You can work right here in the bar, serving me and my boys drinks." He then looks to his gang and says "What do you think boys? You think she'd make a cute waitress?" His gang cheers and laughs, and he pulls you off of his lap. He stands you up and looks at you as he says "But we gotta change that outfit..."
A few minutes later he has you stripped to your bra and panties. A leather collar is around your neck, the skull logo of the biker gang is emblazoned on the black leather, making it clear you're their property. A loud cheer goes up as he shows you off to his gang. He then slaps you on the butt and says "Now get to work. My boys are thirsty." You gasp in pain and hurry over to the bar. The bartender gives you a tray of drinks, and you go over to the booth. Every man you serve gives your butt a firm squeeze, making you wince from how tender it is. You then begin cleaning up after them, letting them feel you up as you collect the empty bottles. It seems you've found a new job Emily, let's just hope the spankings aren't mandatory...
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Make something up]] He's doing a shot everytime you do one. So eventually he'll get drunk and you can just slip away. You down the second shot, this time hiding your disgusted expression at the bitter alcohol. "Atta girl" He says as he strokes your back. He then downs his own shot, slamming the glass onto the table. He then puts another shot in front of you and says "So you wana join our gang? A girl like you would fit in real nice." You're already starting to feel a little dizzy, your eyes fluttering as you remember the lie you told the bartender. "Oh... yeah... Why not." You say with a small shrug. "I do need a job after all..."
You feel his large hand stroking your back as he says softly "Oh don't worry. We'd find a lot of work for a pretty girl like you. Now drink up." You sigh and nod submissively. You reach for the glass and bring it to your lips. You tilt it up and down it one go, feeling it travelling down your throat. "You ever ridden a motorbike before sweetie?" He says as he begins stroking your thigh under the table, his hand gliding up and down against the smooth nylon. You shake your head and mumble in a slurred speech. "Nope... no motorbikes... In fact I still I have a pedal bike... It's a really cute pink bike..."
He laughs and gives your thigh a firm squeeze as he says "A pedal bike? Well you aint guna be riding that no more. You're guna be riding with me. Got it?" You sigh and nod your head as you mumble "Okay... whatever you want..." He passes you another shot and says "Here you go. Get that down." You drink it in one go without thinking. You feel so tired and sleepy, your torso wavering. You lean to the side, your head resting on his shoulder. "That's better." He chuckles as he downs his own shot. "Now she's nice and relaxed." He then begins pulling at your jacket as he says "But we gotta do something about these clothes."
[[CONTINUE|Biker END]]You ignore the shot and rest your hand on his thigh as you say "Actually... I was hoping we could go somewhere more private." He chuckles and leans in close, whispering in your ear "I knew you were a little slut the moment I saw you." He then kisses along your neck, his hand stroking and squeezing your thigh. He pulls away then says loudly "I'll be back later boys. Me and Emily need some alone time." His men laugh as you both slide out from the booth. He wraps an arm around your waist and leads you to the door. You step out of the bar and he takes you to his bike. He gets on the bike and starts the engine.
Then he says "Alright hop on baby, and hold on tight." He waits for a second, then looks over his shoulder, realising you're gone. The moment he turned his back you sprinted down the street. You cower in a nearby alleyway, hiding behind a dumpster. You can hear him driving up and down the street looking for you, and you tremble in fear at the sound of the engine. Eventually the sound gets further away and you breathe a sigh of relief. You reach into your pocket and take out the envelope. You've failed to serve him with the document Emily. The agency that hired you aren't going to be happy about this, and with a sad sigh you walk away.
[[CONTINUE|Third Job Search]] "Hey girls!" He yells to two of the female members of his gang. "Emily here is going to be joining us. Take her into the back and get her some proper clothes." They both hurry over and help you out of the booth. You're so drunk you can barely walk. They each hold one of your arms, leading you into a back room of the bar. In the back room they undress you quickly, stripping you down to your pink bra and panties. "Ooh I got something back here that'll look great on her!" One of the women says excitedly. A few minutes later they lead you out of the room, showing off your new outfit to the biker gang.
You're now dressed in a pair of cowboy boots, skimpy denim hotpants, and a black crop-top. The crop-top has the logo of their gang on the back, and the front has horizontal lines torn open to reveal your pink bra. The denim hotpants are closer to underwear, showing off your long legs and shapely rump. "Now that's better!" Jack laughs as you're led toward him. He pulls you onto his lap, your bottom nestled against his crotch. He leans down and kisses you, his gang laughing and cheering as he forces his tongue down your throat. He strokes and squeezes your body as he kisses you, his hand going from your legs to your breasts. He then peels his lips away and says "One for the road baby."
He grabs another shot and brings it to your lips, forcing you to drink it. Your eyes flutter sleepily as you get even more drunk, your hazy mind slowly shutting down. He gets up out of the booth and lifts you in the air. He drapes you over his shoulder, your bottom sticking up with your legs dangling in front of his chest. He gives your butt a firm slap, eliciting more laughter as he carries you out of the bar. He takes you to his bike and sits you on it, facing toward him as he sits down. He wraps an arm around you, squeezing you tightly against his chest. Then he starts the engine and drives down the road, taking you home to ravish you.
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Try to leave]] You arrive at the theatre in the late afternoon. The magic show is tonight, and you'll be practising the routine until then. Right now the theatre is empty so you head inside. You go through the lobby and into the main room of the theatre. You stand at the back of multiple rows of seats, the stage ahead of you. The theatre is the oldest one in Greenfield. The seats are a soft red velvet, golden chandeliers hang from the ceiling above you. As you walk down the aisle toward the stage you hear a voice call out. "Emily Lockwood! My hero!"
A man emerges onto the stage. He's wearing a tuxedo and has a large handlebar mustache. His voice has a booming theatrical tone, and you instantly know he's the magician. "I apologise for leaving this so late. But my previous assistant abandoned me just yesterday without saying a word. Until you applied for the position I thought my act would be ruined." You go around to the side of the stage, walking up the wooden steps as you reply "Oh that's okay, we've still got all afternoon to rehearse. I'm sure I'll pick it up quickly."
He smiles and looks you up and down as he says "Oh I'm sure you will." You're dressed in your standard outfit, on your feet are a pair of white sneakers, on your legs dark nylon pantyhose. Around your waist is a blue skirt, the hem resting softly against your thighs. On your torso is a form fitting white t-shirt, showing off the outline of your ample breasts. Your new boss offers his hand, and as you shake it he lifts your hand up and kisses it. "You may call me Maximus." He says with a cheesy grin. You resist the urge to roll your eyes and smile warmly back at him. He then claps his hands together and says "So? Shall we begin?"
[[CONTINUE|Magic Act]]"Okay girls it's time to hit the floor. Remember, big smiles." You look down at yourself with a nervous groan. You're being paid to dress up as a character from a popular videogame. 'The Barbarian.' In the game the main character has to fight his way through a fantasy world, saving five fairy princesses. Each princess is scantily clad, and as the Barbarian saves them they become one of his wives. You're basically a trophy. The fairy princess you're playing as wears pink lingerie and white thigh high stockings. You also have a pair of fairy wings strapped to your back. On your feet are a pair of shiny pink heels.
You're in the backstage area of the convention centre. The videogame convention has been going for over an hour now. The convention centre is full of people, you can hear the sea of voices on the other side of the door. You're paired with a girl in blue lingerie, playing one of the other princesses. She's done this before and looks less nervous than you. Your boss today is a spokesman from the videogame company. He's already told you that you're expected to smile and be warm and friendly to everyone you meet on the convention floor. If you get caught out of character or upsetting the attendees in any way you'll be fired.
He opens the doors and you're led out into the convention centre. You immediately blush as you feel everyone watching you, staring at your body in the pink lingerie. He leads you past the other booths and stalls. You hear people laughing as you pass by, and dozens of people snap pictures of you. As you walk you make a small wobble in your heels, your embarrassment making you unsteady. The other girl catches your arm and helps you balance. She then winks at you and says "I know it's a little embarrassing dressing up like this. But just think of the money. Trust me, it gets easier."
[[CONTINUE|Convention]]You arrive at the wrestling school in the early afternoon. You're wearing jeans and a green jacket zipped all the way up. You push open the glass doors and enter the lobby. You can hear people working out in the main room, on the walls of the lobby are large posters of wrestling events. Many of those posters feature the owner of this school, Christina. You look at the pictures nervously, the doors of the main room open and she enters the lobby. She's dressed in her wrestling attire, and she's even more intimidating in person. She wrestles in a tight black catsuit, zipped down to reveal her large breasts, her cleavage bulging over the shiny black fabric.
She has long dark hair and deep green eyes. She's been wrestling for over twenty years, she looks to be in her forties now, her statuesque figure becoming more thick and shapely over the years. She towers over you with a small smile as she says "You must be Emily." She holds out her gloved hand and you feel the strength of her grip as you shake it. She's so tall and curvy, and you look up at her with a timid gaze. She seems amused by your fear, but she doesn't acknowledge it. "Did you wear a leotard like I asked?" She says as she crosses her arms against her chest, shelving her large breasts.
You nod and unzip your jacket, revealing your light blue leotard. She nods in approval and says "Good. I have some wrestling boots for you at reception here." She hands you the boots then points to a door to the left. "Get changed in there. Then come into the gym, my students are ready." You hurry into the locker room and get changed, stepping out a minute later. You're now wearing a pair of white wrestling boots, nude pantyhose, and a form fitting blue leotard. You take a deep breath as you look down at yourself, pinching at the stretchy blue fabric to keep it taut to your slender form. Then you head through the doors into the main room of the wrestling school.
[[CONTINUE|Wrestling Start]]"Thanks" You say with a warm smile. Then the two of you hurry to catch up with your boss. He leads you to a booth with the title of the game above it. It's setup so fans can take photo's against a backdrop that looks like a location in the game. There's already a line, woman is standing by the backdrop keeping the line organised, and there's a man with a camera on a tripod ready to take pictures. "Okay for the next two hours you're stationed here. Then I need you to come to the main stage." The spokesman says as he positions you in front of the backdrop. "See that line there? For the next two hours that's what you'll be working with." You look over at the line, seeing it's mostly men who are eager to get close to you.
"They'll come one at a time. You pose with them to take a picture. And get in close, put your hands on their shoulders or their chest, lean into them. They're playing as the main character, and you're playing as the fairy princess that's just been rescued. Got it?" You hesitate but the other replies with a wide smile "Got it. We won't let you down." With that he leaves you and the photoshoot begins. The first young man is shy and respectful. You stand to his left and the other girl to his right. You rest your hands on his shoulder, leaning into him and smiling into the camera, while he keeps his hands stuffed in his pockets.
The next guy is less respectful, he wraps an arm around your waist and pulls you against him. He does the same with the other girl, hugging you both against his chest. He grins at the camera, having two girls in lingerie in his arms. Most of the guys are like him, grabbing you and pulling you in close. You notice as the day goes on that the men become more daring, testing how much they can get away with. Their hands slide lower and lower down your back. Until eventually you hear the other girl make a shocked gasp. You look confused for a moment, then you feel him squeezing your butt as well. He poses for the camera while groping you both at the same time, his hands squeezing your shapely rumps. Should you push him away or not say anything?
[[Push him away]]
[[Don't say anything]]"Get your hand off me you creep." You say angrily as you push him off of you. He laughs and grabs your butt again as he says "Come on, I'm just playing around." Your anger bubbles up and you yell at him. "I said get off!!" You slap him across the face and you hear a series of gasps from all around. No-one speaks for a moment, then he clutches his face and yells "You... you hit me! I'm going to sue you! I'm going to sue this entire company!! You just wait..." Before he can finish his outburst the spokesman for the videogame company hurries over. "Hold on. Sir, I am so sorry this happened, perhaps we could talk in private? There's no need to get lawyers involved..."
The man glares at you and replies "What about her? Is she going to apolgise too?" The spokesman nods rapidly and replies "Of course she will. Let's just go to the backstage area and we can talk there." He then snaps his fingers at you and says "You. Come with me. Now." The three of you head through the convention centre. You're taken to the backstage area, then down a long grey hall to a small security office. You sit down at a metal desk, the guy who groped you sits next to you, and the spokesman sits on the other side of the desk. "First things first. Emily, apologise to..." The guy crosses his arms and says angrily "My names Matt."
The spokesman smiles and continues "Apologise to Matt." You look shocked and reply in a frustrated tone "He was groping me! He had his hand on my..." The spokesman suddenly raises his voice as he says "You've just assaulted one of our customers! Not only could you be arrested, but you've broken the contract you signed for this job. My company could sue you for everything you have! Is that what you want?" You imagine yourself in jail while Eliza struggles to pay your legal fees. You shake your head sadly and reply "No." Then you look at Matt and say in a timid voice. "I'm sorry."
[[CONTINUE|Cosplay END]]You let out a frustrated sigh and remain silent. You then smile at the camera as the flash goes off. "Thank's ladies." He says with a small laugh. He then pats you both on the butt and heads off to collect his picture. Lots of guys in the line saw him get away with groping you. So for every other picture they do the same thing. You're forced to stand there as each guy squeezes your butt while the picture is being taken. You're facing the camera so it doesn't capture what's happening. But each photo does show the light blush on your face, and the look of embarrassment in your eyes.
"Okay last one!" The photographer announces, and the final guy in the line gives your bottom a firm squeeze as the picture is taken. You let out a relieved sigh and rub your sore behind, their groping hands leaving the soft flesh a little tender. "Okay we've got ten minutes to get to the stage." The other girl says "I need to head to the bathroom real quick. I'll meet you there?" You nod and agree to meet her at the stage, then she hurries away. You walk across the convention floor, making your way through the maze of other booths and stalls. You have to stop a few times to take pictures with fans, and luckily none of them try groping you this time.
You're almost at the stage when a girl wearing a metal bikini steps in front of you. "Hey! You're one of the fairy princesses!" She says excitedly. "Do you recognise me?" She motions to herself, showing you the golden staff she's holding. The staff has the head of a snake, it's eyes glowing red. "I'm the snake sorceress! I'm one of the bosses in the game!" The girl continues with a wide grin. "In fact my character is the one who captures and enslaves you..." She steps closer and says in a sultry tone "Maybe we could do a little roleplay?" You're supposed to be nice to any fans of the game. Should you act out a scene with her? Or continue to the stage?
[[Agree to roleplay]]
[[Go to the stage]]"Ummm... I guess we could roleplay a quick scene..." You say as you glance toward the stage. Her eyes light up and she bounces up and down as she replies "Awesome! Now in this scene we're meeting for the first time. I've snuck into your palace and I'm going to capture you." She walks behind you, then you hear her speaking in a more sultry tone. "Princess... you are even more stunning than I imagined..." You spin around and gasp, then you speak in a soft girlish voice "Sorceress! What are you doing here?" The girl grins and steps closer to you. She strokes her hand along your cheek as she replies "I'm here for you silly girl. I am here to capture you and make you my prisoner."
You make another shocked gasp and shake your head as you reply "No! You can't! You wont get away..." She presses a finger to your lips as she says "Shhhh... No more talking. Just look at my staff. Look into the eyes of the snake goddess." She holds the head of the staff in front of your face, making you look deeply into the snake's red eyes. You notice the eyes have a slight glow, and as you stare at them you see something else, something deep within the staff. Behind each red eye you notice a small spinning spiral, going round and round, pulling your gaze deeper into the centre.
You feel yourself becoming entranced by the red spinning spirals, the light reflecting in your wide eyes. "Wait..." You mumble softly, then the girl begins drifting the staff side to side. "Shhhh... Just focus on the eyes of the snake... Look deep into it's eyes princess. You can't look away. You are too weak to resist." You let out a soft sigh, your shoulders sagging, your arms hanging limply by your sides. Your eyes move left and right in time with the movements of the staff. "That's it..." The girl says with a devious grin. "You are completely under my control now princess.
[[CONTINUE|Hypno Snake END]]"Sorry I've got to get to the stage. Maybe later." You say as you hurry past her. The spokesman is waiting for you beside the stage, he takes you up the short steps then behind the curtain. "Okay so this time you're going to be posing with the Barbarian." He explains. "We've got screens playing clips from the games, and while that's happening you come out on stage and pose with the main character. Got it?" You nod and reply "Yeah. got it." You glance over at the guy playing the Barbarian. He looks like a bodybuilder, his body rippling with muscles. Like the character he's only wearing a loincloth, and he has a large axe in one hand.
The other girl joins you a few minutes later, then the spokesman goes out on stage. You get ready behind the curtain, standing either side of the Barbarian. You then hear the spokesman speaking on a microphone as he announces "Ladies and gentlemen we have three very special guests for today! The Barbarian and his fairy princesses!!" There's a round of applause as the curtain pulls back and you step onto the stage. You also hear a number of wolf whistles, and you see multiple people in the audience staring at your body. You try your best not to blush as you pose next to the Barbarian, pretending to fawn over him and be in love.
He lifts his axe into the air and lets out a primal roar. Then with his free hand he suddenly grabs you and hoists you up over his shoulder. You let out a shocked gasp and wriggle your legs. You hear the audience laugh as he wraps an arm around your legs, keeping you draped over his shoulder. This wasn't part of the plan, and he's clearly getting carried away with his character. You feel a surge of shame as you realise your legs and your backside are being displayed to the crowd. Should you just go limp and stay on his shoulder? Or should you struggle and try to break free?
[[Stay on his shoulder]]
[[Try to get off his shoulder]]Matt grins as he sees your timid expression. "That's a good start..." He says as he leans back in his chair. "But not quite good enough if you want me to forgive you." You let out a sad sigh and ask "Well what do you want me to do?" He smirks as he replies "You can take off those stupid fairy wings for starters. I wana see you in just the lingerie." You glance at the spokesman, and he gives you a stern nod. You then stand up and unstrap the wings, pulling them off your back. "There..." You start to say, then Matt stands up as well. He wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you against him. Your breasts squash into his chest, your hips pressing together. "Now I want a kiss." He says as he wraps both arms around your slender waist.
"No! Absolutely not!" You gasp as you try to wriggle out of his grip. He leans his head forward and you turn yours away. "You can either kiss me or go to jail." He whispers by your ear. "It's your choice." You stop wriggling, allowing him to squeeze you even tighter against his torso. "Fine" You say in a defeated sigh. You look up at him, then he leans down and kisses you, hips lips making a tight seal against yours. He forces his tongue into your mouth, then his hands slide down and he begins groping your bottom again. You moan helplessly against his lips, your lithe form trapped in his arms. The kiss goes on for a long while, then he peels his lips away. He continues groping your butt as he holds you in his arms. He smiles down at you and says "See? This isn't so bad now is it?"
You moan as you feel his hands fondling and squeezing your rump. "N... No... I'm sorry I hit you..." You whimper in reply. Matt grins and kisses you on the lips again as he says "Don't worry you're going to make it up to me." He then looks at the spokesman and says "I'll forget all about this if you give us some time alone." The spokesman smiles and replies "Of course. You won't be disturbed." He gets up and leaves the room, then you hear the door locking from the other side. You then feel Matt undoing the strap of your bra. "No!" You gasp as he forces you to bend over the desk, his hands pulling down your panties. It seems you've got a lot of work to do to earn his forgiveness Emily, perhaps we should leave you here...
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Convention]] She watches the red spirals reflecting in your glassy eyes. Your expression has become blank and mindless, staring listlessly at the eyes of the snake. She slowly lowers the staff and steps closer as she says "Look into my eyes now princess. Look into my eyes and feel my power. I am in complete control of you." She moves in close, wrapping an arm around your waist. She then looks deeply into your eyes and whispers "I have hypnotized you and taken over your mind. You are my slave, and I am your mistress. Do you understand?" You hesitate and she kisses you on the lips before telling you in a stern tone "Say, yes mistress."
She kisses you again and in a soft tone you reply "Yes mistress." She nods with a pleased grin as she says "Good girl." She then takes your hand and says "Now come with me." She leads you through the convention centre, to the exit. She takes you to the car park outside, where she has a car waiting. She opens the passenger door and gives your butt a firm squeeze as she says "In you get princess. You're coming home with me." With the same blank stare you get in the car. She then goes around and gets in the driver seat. She leans over to you, taking your chin and turning you to face her.
She kisses you on the lips and looks into your eyes as she says "Sleep now princess. Sink into a deep, deep sleep." You let out a defeated sigh as your eyes flutter closed. You slump back in the seat, passing out at her command. She presses a button to tilt the seat all the way back, letting you lie down and hiding you from view. "That's it princess. Take a nice deep sleep, we've got a long drive to get back home." The girl giggles as she strokes your legs. She then starts the engine and drives away from the convention centre. It seems she was taking this roleplay a little too seriously Emily. She's made you just like your character, a helpless and captured princess, enslaved by the snake sorceress.
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Don't say anything]] You let out a defeated sigh and go limp on his shoulder. You let your arms hang down toward the floor, your legs dangling in front of his chest. You submit to the humiliating pose of being carried, knowing that this is part of your job now. There are more laughs and cheers as the crowd realises you're not resisting him. The barbarian makes another loud primal roar, then he uses the flat side of his axe to smack you on the butt. You shriek in pain, your hips wriggling side to side. There are more laughs, your shapely rump left with a red mark from the hard spank.
As the screens show clips from the videogame you remain slumped over his shoulder, your legs in the white thigh high stockings, and your bottom in your pink panties prominently displayed to the crowd. From the bent over pose the blood rushes to your head, and you start to feel dizzy. "H... Hey..." You whimper softly as you try to get his attention. But he either ignores you or can't hear you. "I... I think I'm going to faint..." You moan as darkness begins to seep in from the corners of your vision. The other girl comes up to him and says "Alright I think she's had enough..."
But he just scoops her up as well, tossing her other his other shoulder. The crowd cheers loudly as he carries both of you, both of your legs hanging down on either side of his muscular chest. The other girl gasps and makes a small wriggle atop his shoulder. Then like you she simply gives in, letting herself go limp as she accepts her fate. You realise she's just as helpless as you, and with a soft sigh you begin to pass out. Your eyes flutter as you faint, the simple act of being carried too much for you to handle. Your girlish features become motionless as you fade away, the sound of the crowds cheers the last thing you hear.
[[CONTINUE|Barbarian END]]"I didn't agree to this!! Put me down!!" You moan angrily as you begin wriggling on his shoulder. The crowd laughs as you struggle to get down. He wont let you go, his arm remains wrapped around your legs as he laughs as well. "Settle down. I'm just having some fun." He replies. Then he smacks you on the butt with the flat side of his axe. You let out a girlish shriek to more laughter from the audience. "I said stop!" You yell as you begin struggling more desperately.
You accidentally elbow him in the side of the head, and he lets out a dazed grunt. He stumbles forward, falling over the front of the stage. There's a chorus of shocked gasps as you both tumble to the floor. You lay on the ground groaning in pain, then you see the spokesman for the videogame company looming over you. "In my office. Now." He seethes angrily. He then smiles to the crowd and helps you to your feet as he says "She's okay everyone! I think this princess just needs to lie down!"
He takes your arm and marches you through the convention centre, taking you to a small office backstage. "I didn't agree to be put over his shoulder..." You start to say. Then he interrupts you angrily "I don't want to hear it. Get changed and get out. You're fired." You open your mouth to protest, then you just let out a deep sigh. "Fine." You reply grumpily as you go to the backstage locker room. You've lost another job Emily, it's time to go home.
[[CONTINUE|Fourth Job Search]]The other girl soon faints as well, her eyes fluttering closed as you both pass out. Once the display is over the barbarian carries you both backstage. "That was great guys! Great work! They loved the over the shoulder carry! It's already going viral on social media!" The spokesman says excitedly as he comes back behind the curtain. The barbarian grins as the spokesman shows him the photos, each one showing you slumped over his shoulder with your bottom sticking up in the air. "I think these two need to lie down." The barbarian says as he drops the axe, using both hands to grope and squeeze your butts at the same time.
The spokesman is distracted by his phone, watching all the buzz from social media. "Oh yeah sure. You can go to the hotel across the street." He says without looking up from his screen. He hands the barbarian a room key then hurries away. The barbarian grins and carries you out of the convention centre. As he walks down the street everyone thinks it's just part of the roleplay, some even stop to take pictures. He takes you into the hotel and into an elevator. He soon has you alone in a hotel room, locking the door so he won't be disturbed. He gives your rumps another firm squeeze, then he leans forward and dumps you onto the bed.
You lay side by side, both of you splayed out in your skimpy lingerie. "I love this job" The barbarian chuckles as he looks at the two unconcious women on the bed. Both of you are utterly helpless, just like the characters you're playing. He quickly undresses you, stripping you both naked. He leans down and kisses you on the lips, then does the same to the other girl. His hands are all over you, squeezing and stroking, running down between your thighs. He begins to ravish both of you at the same time, playing with your limp bodies. You had your chance to stop him Emily, it's too late now...
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Go to the stage]] By the time you wake up Eliza has already gone to work. You've been sleeping later and later recently. You let out a sad groan and slowly sit up. You push the covers off of you and force yourself to your feet. Your hair is a mess and your pyjamas are ruffled. You're too miserable to worry about your appearance, and in slow steps you head into the living room. You flop down onto the couch and grab the laptop. You settle it on your lap, then you open it and check your emails. You've got another email from your mom. She's still living in New York with her fiance Rick.
Her modelling agency has become super successful, and she's been too busy to come for a visit. You email her back, lying and saying that you're doing great in Greenfield. The truth is you wouldn't still be living here if it wasn't for Eliza. You only stayed in the first place to stop Kate, and now it feels like you don't belong here. You send the email then let out a tired sigh and close the laptop. You then spend the rest of your morning eating cereal and watching daytime television. As it reaches mid-day you get a text from Eliza, seeing if you want to meet up for lunch
You text her back, saying that you're too busy applying for jobs. "Lying to your mom and now your girlfriend. Great work Emily..." You sigh sadly as you put the phone down. You then switch off the television and pick up the laptop. You can't spend all day not doing anything. You begin looking for jobs online. You're getting desperate now. After three failed jobs in a row most places are rejecting your application. There's only three possible jobs you can find that might take you. If it doesn't work out this time nowhere in town will hire you. This next job has to work Emily, so what's it going to be?
[[Maid]]
[[Model]]
[[Boxer]]You look down at your clothes and say "Should I get changed? On the phone you said there was an outfit I needed to wear?" He smiles and shakes his head as he replies "Not quite yet. But soon. You see I begin my act by picking a girl from the crowd to be my assistant. That girl will be you every night of course. I'll have you sitting amongst the audience, then I'll bring you up on the stage." He takes your hand and leads you to the centre of the stage. He then turns you so you're facing the rows of empty seats. He places a hand on your shoulder as he continues "You will play the part of an excited audience member."
"I'll ask you a few questions about your life, then I'll ask if you want to be my assistant tonight and you'll say. After that I will say that I need complete obedience from my assistants, and in order to get it..." He reaches into his jacket pocket and pulls out a golden pocket watch. "I will have to hypnotize you." Looking at the shiny watch makes you tremble with fear. "But... you won't really be hypnotizing me right?" You say nervously. "Of course I will." He replies eagerly. "My act is one hundred percent authentic. I would never fake a hypnotism." You don't want to lose another job, so you remain silent about your phobia of being hypnotized.
"Now we'll practise the hypnosis first. Then we'll see how you look in the assistant outfit." He says as he moves behind you. He gets in close, his hand slipping around your midsection to keep a hold of you. His other hand lifts the pocket watch up above your face, then he lets it dangle down on a golden chain. The watch hangs right in front of your eyes, the gold catching a gleam of light as he begins to swing it. He makes a slow motion side to side as he says softly by your ear. "Now focus on the watch Emily. Watch it go left to right, back and forth, follow it with your eyes. Let yourself relax as you focus on the watch. Only on the watch." You can feel your mind becoming hazy. Should you let him hypnotize you or try to resist?
[[Try to resist the hypnosis]]
[[Let him hypnotize you]]Since Diana you've always hated being hypnotized, and you're not going to let it happen again. You look past the watch, ignoring his commands as you focus on the rows of red seats. You then subtly slide up the side of your skirt. You reach down and pinch your thigh to give yourself a burst of pain. He's standing behind you so he doesn't notice what you're doing. The pain and your lack of focus protect you from his hypnosis. He continues telling you to go deeper into trance, to relax and focus on the watch. Then he snaps his fingers by your ear and says "Sleep for me." There's an awkward silence as nothing happens.
He snaps his fingers again and says "Sleep now." Your eyes remain open, and you say in a nervous tone "I'm sorry but I don't think it's working... Maybe when we do the show I could just pretend to be hypnotized?" He walks round in front of you and looks into your eyes. "You followed my instructions? And you didn't feel anything?" He says in disbelief. You shrug and reply "Sorry... I guess some people just can't be hypnotized." You see a flash of anger in his eyes and he slips the watch back into his pocket. "Fine..." He grumbles angrily. "You can just pretend to be hypnotized when we do the show."
"Now let me show you what you'll be doing on stage." He begins leading you through your role in his act. It's mostly standing to the side and smiling. Or handing him the items he needs, or moving some of the props around. "So after that's done you'll need to go backstage..." He says after demonstrating one of his tricks. "This next trick requires you to get more involved. You'll need to put something on. Wait right here..." He heads backstage for a moment, then he returns holding a straitjacket. Your eyes make a nervous wobble as you look at the straitjacket. "It should fit you perfectly..." He says with a pleased smile.
[[CONTINUE|Escapism]]This is part of your job now so you have to let him do this. You follow his instructions, your eyes drifting side to side with the watch. The golden gleam reflects in your eyes, and as he whispers by your ear you start to feel tired and drowzy. "That's it Emily. No more thoughts. No more thinking. As you listen to my voice your mind becomes so empty and blank. My voice is filling your empty mind. Taking control. As you focus on the watch you become more relaxed and sleepy, your eyes starting to flutter, a dizzy sensation washing over you..." Your legs wobble and you lean back against his chest.
You feel his hand around your waist gripping you tighter. A dark fog has settled on your mind, and in that fog you can see only the golden watch. You let out a tired sigh, and Maximus grins as he takes you deeper into trance. "You're falling under my control now Emily. So deeply under my control. With each swing of the watch more and more of your mind fades away. You are deeply hypnotized. Unable to look away from the watch. Unable to disobey my commands. Soon I will snap my fingers and you will fall asleep. Deeply asleep and ready to obey me. In three... two... one."
He snaps his fingers by your ear and your eyes flutter closed. Your head drops down to your chest, your arms hanging limply by your sides. It's as if he's switched you off, you stand completely motionless taking slow breaths. He tucks the watch back into his pocket and lets out a satisfied breath. "I managed to keep the last girl under my control for over a year..." He chuckles to himself as he walks around in front of you. "Let's see how long you last." He stands in front of you and rests a hand on your hip. His other hand tilts your head up as he says "Open your eyes Emily. Open your eyes and look at me."
[[CONTINUE|Hypno END]]Your eyes open and you stare into his firm gaze. He smiles as he sees the blank look in your eyes, knowing he has you deeply hypnotized. "That's it Emily. Look into my eyes. Feel the power I have over you..." He moves closer, his arms wrapping around your waist. His hands slip down, sneaking under your skirt and squeezing your shapely rump. As he gropes your bottom he looks into your eyes and says softly "You are now my hypnotized slave. You will obey my commands at all times. Your old life is over. You will travel with me as I perform my show. You will be my assistant on stage, and when we are alone you will be my sex slave. I am your master. Do you understand?"
You make a slow sleepy blink and reply "Yes master." He grins happily then kisses you on the lips. He forces his tongue into your mouth, swirling it around as he moans in pleasure. His hands squeeze your bottom firmly, pressing into the silky nylon and the soft flesh beneath it. After a long kiss he peels his lips away and says "We can rehearse the performance later. For now I want to train you in something far more important..." He suddenly snaps his fingers by your ear and says "Sleep for me." Your eyes flutter closed and you go limp in his arms. In one smooth motion he hoists you up onto his shoulder. Once he has you draped over his shoulder he gives your bottom a firm pat.
He then wraps an arm around your thighs, squashing them together. "I think you'll make the perfect assistant." He says with a pleased laugh as he carries you away. "Look into my eyes Emily..." Your eyes flutter open, and you see he's lying on top of you. You're both completely naked, and as soon as your eyes open he enters you with a firm thrust of his hips. You let out a girlish gasp, then he begins pumping back and forth. As he ravishes you he looks into your eyes and says "You are my sex slave Emily. You exist to serve me." You moan as you feel his manhood drilling in and out of you, then in a defeated sigh you reply "Yes... master."
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Magic Act]] "Now this act will have you suspended above a glass tank full of water. It's perfectly safe of course. But you'll need to be able to get out of the straitjacket in under three minutes. Here let me show you how it works." He shows you the inside of the straitjacket, demonstrating the hidden straps which you can pull to untie it. "So if you just angle your body and grab each strap you can pull free. I'll be wrapping you in chains as well, but while they look tight they're just loose enough for you to wriggle out of." He walks you through the whole act then says "Now let's see if you can get out of it. Hold out your arms." You feel nervous letting him put you into a straitjacket.
But you don't have a choice if you want to keep this job. You hold out your arms and he slips the sleeves of the straitjacket onto them. He pulls it tight to your torso, then you hear him securing the straps. It's a tight fit, the white fabric squeezing into your chest as each strap is buckled. It pulls in at your waist, the outline of your breasts visible from it's tightness. He then takes your arms and crosses them against your chest, pulling the long sleeves behind your back. You take slow breaths as you try not to panic. He ties the sleeves tightly behind your back, trapping you in the uncomfortable position.
It feels like you can't breathe, the straitjacket pressing deeply into torso. "Now let's just finish up here..." He says as he reaches round you. He takes another strap at the front of the straitjacket, then he pulls it up between your legs, securing it to the back. You gasp as you feel the strap digging into your crotch. Any small movement sends a tingle of pleasure through you, the strap rubbing between your thighs against the silky nylon. "Now I'm going to get the chains." He says as he pats you on the shoulder. You wriggle side to side as he walks away. You can feel your heart pounding in your chest. You want to get out of this thing, should you ask him to let you go? Or stay calm and continue the rehearsal?
[[Ask to be let go]]
[[Try to stay calm]]Your panic and fear overwhelms you, and as he comes back you moan desperately "I can't do this. It's too tight. Let me out of this thing." He chuckles and slowly loops a chain around your chest as he says "We haven't even started yet. Try to relax and..." You feel too restricted, you interrupt him in a flustered tone "Please. I... I can't breathe..." You take heaving breaths, gasping for air as beads of sweat form on your soft skin. He drops the chain and wraps his arms around you, holding you in place as he says "This is an important part of the act. I'm not letting you go." You make a squirming motion in his arms but you can't get free.
"Relax..." He whispers by your ear. The tight grip of his arms makes you feel even more claustrophobic. "No... stop..." You whimper softly as you suddenly start to feel dizzy. "Please..." A final word escapse your lips. Then you let out a girlish sigh as your eyes begin to flutter. You feel the familiar sensation washing over you, and you know you're going to faint. Once it's started there's nothing you can do to stop it. Your feminine form is overwhelmed, your long legs trembling as you lean back against him. "Are you..." He says with a small chuckle as he realises you're fainting. "Wow. You are a delicate little thing."
He grips you more tightly, keeping you propped up on your feet. Your eyes close all the way down, and you sink quietly into unconsciousness. He then slowly turns you around, hugging you tight to his chest. "I suppose we can try this again later." He sighs as you looks at your motionless features. He then leans down and plants a kiss on your plump lips. In one smooth motion he hoist you up over his shoulder, your long nylon clad legs dangling in front of his chest. He wraps an arm around your thighs, squeezing them together. Then he carries you backstage, your bound torso resting at his back.
[[CONTINUE|StraitJacket END]]You take a deep breath as he comes back with the chains. You can feel your fear and panic bubbling inside of you. But you force it down, focusing on what you have to do. He stands behind you and begins wrapping thin metal chains around your torso, binding you even tighter. He connects the chains with small metal padlocks, keeping them pressed to your slender form. He then crouches down and begins wrapping the chains around your legs. The chains press deeply into your pantyhose, squashing your legs together. Once he has all the padlocks secure he stands up straight and says "Okay now try to get free. Can you feel the straps in the sleeves?"
You make a small wriggle, the chains rattling. For a moment you can't get out, the panic and fear rising as you take heaving breaths. Then you feel the straps with your fingers and say "I... I got... I can do it..." You loosen the sleeves and wriggle out of the straitjacket. The chains are tight, but he directs you how to twist your body, the chains loosening and slowly slipping off of you. A few minutes pass and the straitjacket and the chains lay at your feet. "I did it!" You say excitedly "I hardly ever get out of bondage..." You wriggle your limbs to the ease the tension.
Maximus then slaps you on the back and says "Excellent work!! Now let's go through the whole night a few more times. Then you can try on your costume." You go through another hour of rehearsals. You pick everything up quickly, and you escape the straitjacket a second time. Once he's satisfied he leads you backstage to a changing room. You're nervous but excited for tonight, it feels like this is a job you could finally excel at. "I'll be right outside." Maximus says as he closes the door behind you. Laying on a bench is your skimpy outfit. You look at it and roll your eyes. It's far too revealing, but wearing it is part of your job now.
[[CONTINUE|Magic Show]]You step out of the locker room in your new outfit. You're now wearing a red sparkly bikini, along with a pair of fishnet tights. Your feet are snugly fitted into a pair of shiny red heels. You stand shyly in front of Maximus as he says "Perfect. Now give me a spin." You turn around slowly, letting him see the backs of your legs and your shapely rump in the tight bikini bottoms. He claps his hands together and exclaims "Yes. You will be the perfect assistant. Now let's go through another few rehearsals..."
The rest of the day goes by quickly, and soon the time comes for the show to start. You enter with the rest of the audience, taking your seat in a spot where Maximus will see you. The lights go down and he comes out on stage, lit by a spotlight. "Ladies and gentlemen it's almost time for the show to begin!" He announces loudly "But first... I need to find an assistant. Is there anyone in the crowd that could help me?" You stick your hand up along with a dozen others. Maximus scans the crowd, then picks you out. "You there! Come up on stage young lady!"
The show goes smoothly, just like you rehearsed. Maximus pretends to hypnotize you, then you do a quick change into your revealing outfit. There are some cheers and wolf whistles as you come out in the sparkly bikini. You blush as you try to not let the leering looks distract you. Maximus goes through his act while you play your part of the beautiful assistant. The final act finally arrives, where you have to escape the straitjacket above a tank of water. You go backstage to prepare, then you see the full glass tank for the first time. You feel a tremble of fear run through you, and you suddenly get cold feet. You get a terrible feeling that you shouldn't go through with this. Should you quit the show or continue?
[[Quit the magic show]]
[[Finish the performance]]"I... I can't do this..." You say nervously as you back away from the tank. You imagine yourself drowning in front of that crowd of people, and you make up your mind. Maximus suddenly comes behind the curtain and says "Okay lets get the straitjacket on." He picks it up and brings it toward you, but you shake your head and reply "I'm sorry. I just... I don't feel comfortable doing this." He stares at you in disbelief, then his eyes flare with anger as he says "You can't be serious! This is your job! So just shup and do it!"
You shake your head again and back away as you reply "We only rehearsed this for one afternoon! You're crazy if you think I'm risking my life for your dumb magic act!" He glares at you and tosses the straitjacket to the floor. "Fine! Get out! I'll do the act without you!" He then heads on stage, telling the crowd that the final trick will have to be postponed. You can hear the crowd turning hostile as they start to boo him. With a sad sigh you head to the changing room and wriggle out of your glittery bikini. Another job has come to an end Emily. It's time to go home.
[[CONTINUE|Fourth Job Search]] You take a deep breath and mutter softly "I can do this..." Maximus comes back stage a minute later and says "Okay lets get the straitjacket on." You make a confident nod and hold out your arms. He slips it onto you, securing the straps and wrapping your arms against your chest like last time. He pulls the strap up between your crotch, buckling it tightly behind your back. He then takes the chains and wraps you up, binding your legs together. A hook hanging on a metal chain comes down from the ceiling. He takes it and clips it onto the back of your straitjacket.
You'll be hanging directly above the water. Once you get free a curtain will block the tank for just a moment. You'll have to swim to the bottom and pull a hidden lever to open a trapdoor. If it all goes well the audience will hear the loud splash, then it will be as if you disappeared from the tank of water. The hook lifts you up in the air, then over the tank. Your legs dangle above the water, and you feel a nervous shiver down your spine. Maximus goes back on stage and you hear him announce loudly "Earlier this evening she was just a regular member of the audience!"
"And now she will risk her life in a death defying illusion!!" The curtains pull back, revealing you suspended above the tank in chains. There are gasps from the audience as the spotlight beams onto you. The fear in the crowd is palpable, and their fear makes you more afraid. You can feel yourself sweating under the hot lights, and you try to focus as Maximus continues "She has only three minutes before she will be dropped into the tank. The metal lid will then close, sealing her fate!" There are more gasps and you feel your fear rising as Maximum yells "Start the timer!!"
[[CONTINUE|Illusion END]]You wake up in his personal changing room, laying on a leather couch. You're still in the straitjacket, and as you wake you realise you've been gagged as well. A large ballgag is keeping your lips stretched open, the straps secured tightly to your head. "You're awake..." Maximus says as he walks over to you and sits down. "Let's have some fun." Your eyes go wide as you see he's holding a vibrator. He flicks it on then runs it along your inner thigh. Your leg trembles and you make a moan of pleasure. You try to sit up, but his other hand gently pushes you back down.
You then feel the vibrator pressing deeply between your thighs. You blush and make a loud muffled moan. He begins rubbing the vibrator up and down, building the pleasure even more intensely. You squirm side to side in the tight straitjacket, your legs wriggling as he brings you to orgasm. You can feel the pressure building, then finally it explodes. You make a much louder moan, your eyes squeezing shut. You feel wave after wave of pleasure crashing over you, then it slowly dies down. You're left with the warm afterglow of your orgasm, a pulsing tingle running under your skin.
You lie flat on your back, breathing heavily and staring at the ceiling. You then see Maximus dangling the pocket watch in front of your tired eyes as he says "Now let's try this again..." You're too exhausted to resist him this time. He swings the watch side to side, speaking to you in a soothing tone. "Going deep into trance now Emily. So deep under my control. In three... two... one." He snaps his fingers and your eyes flutter closed. "That's better." He says with a satisifed smile, knowing he has another obedient assistant under his control.
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Escapism]] A large timer next to the tank starts to count down. You wriggle in the straitjacket, swaying side to side on the end of the hook. The chains make a soft rattle with each of your squirming motions. You did this multiple times in rehearsal. But being in front of a crowd and above a tank of water has changed everything. Your fear is getting the better of you, and you find you can't break free. Beads of sweat are forming on your soft skin, your body pulsing with heat beneath the straitjacket. The time keeps getting lower and lower, your fear rising with each passing second.
You grasp desperately for the hidden straps inside your sleeves, but you just cant seem to find them. You look at the sea of scared faces in the crowd, then down to Maximus who's starting to look worried as well. "I can't do it. Get me off this thing." You moan in a panicked voice. Suddenly the timer reaches zero and you're automatically dropped into the tank. You make a scared scream then there's a loud splash. The lid of the tank seals shut, locking you inside. You sink down to the bottom, your bound body writhing in the water. You can feel your lungs burning for oxygen.
Your hair floats around your head, your wide eyes looking out from behind the glass. There are yells from the crowd and you see a few stagehands trying to break the tank open. The curtains close so the audience doesn't have to witness your demise. You make a few shuddering motions then your eyes droop down. You feel the life leaving your body, the darkness seeping in. Your lifeless form hangs motionlessly in the water, the magic act coming to a tragic end. It looks like the show is over Emily, your first and final performance was certainly a memorable one...
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Magic Show]] The main room of the school is a large open space. Against the left wall are a row of padded blue mats. Against the right wall there's heavy weights and exercise equipment. In the centre of the room is the wrestling ring. Christina is waiting for you in the ring, calmly leaning against one of the corners, her arms resting on the ropes either side of her. Around the ring are a dozen of her students, all of them young women in tight fitting gym attire. "This is Emily, my new assistant. She'll be helping me demonstrate some moves today." Christina announces as you approach the ring.
You smile at all the girls, then hop up onto the ring. You bend over and step through the ropes, then you make a small stumble as your foot gets caught. Christina comes out of the corner and puts her hands on your hips, turning you so you're facing away from her. She keeps her hands on you, as if she's displaying you to her students. The contrast between the two of you couldn't be more clear, her in the dark catstuit, you in a skimpy light blue leotard.
"Now as you girls know my assistants have a habit of quitting on me..." Christina says with a devilish smirk. "So to help Emily settle in I'll be letting her choose the lesson today." She gives you a pat on the hip as she says "I can demonstrate some high impact moves with you, like maybe a piledriver or a powerbomb. Or I can demonstrate some submission moves, and we'll find out just how flexible you are." You can tell she's looking forward to wrestling you, and you feel a shiver of fear run down your spine. "So Emily..." She purrs by your ear "What do you want to do?"
[[High impact moves]]
[[Submission moves]]"I guess we can try the high impact moves..." You say nervously. "Perfect." She replies with a wide smile. "Now pay close attention girls. I'll start with just a simple running clothesline." She then says by your ear. "Stand right here and don't move." You can't help but feel you're just a test dummy, one of many girls she's beaten up in front of her students. She runs across the ring and turns round, bouncing off of the ropes and launching herself at you. She sprints at full speed, then at the last second she sticks out her arm. Her arm slams into your chest, the impact taking you off of your feet.
You crash down to the mat, lying at Christina's feet as she talks to her students. "You see how quickly I picked up speed there?" She explains calmly as you groan on the floor. "You really have to lean into the ropes, don't be afraid to throw your back against them. Then when your opponent is down you can climb the turnbuckles for a really big move." She goes over to a corner of the ring and climbs up. She goes to the top turnbuckle as she says "Now watch how I use my whole body here." She leaps up in the air, then comes down on top of you in a full body splash. She comes down horizontally across your midsection, her firm abs slamming into your soft stomach.
You let out a breathless moan, your limbs twitching as your eyes bulge. You stare dizzily at the ceiling, looking up at her as she grabs a handful of your hair. "By now your opponent is going to be all dizzy and tired. So you have to take control. You have to make them stand up like this..." With a pull of your hair she yanks you to your feet. She holds you up on your wobbly legs, your arms hanging limply by your sides. "See how she's not fighting back?" Christina says as she smirks at your dazed expression. "Now you can do anything you want. So I'll demonstrate a quick and easy powerbomb."
[[CONTINUE|Impact END]]"I guess we can try the submission moves..." You say nervously. "Perfect." She replies with a wide smile. "Now pay close attention girls. I'll start with just a simple chokehold." Her arms smoothly wrap around your neck as she continues "See how I'm positioning my arm against her neck here? Then your other arm applies pressure to the back of the neck." She locks in the tight chokehold, the shiny black fabric on her arms pressing against your throat. She has your slender neck completely trapped, and it feels like she could break it in half if she wanted.
You can feel her biceps bulging as she says "Make sure you monitor your opponent. You don't want to kill them after all. Just slowly keep increasing the pressure until..." You feel her arms squeezing into your neck. You make a soft moan, your eyes fluttering as you start to go limp. "There we go." Christina says with a satisfied smile. She then unwraps her arms, and you flop down to your knees. You come down to your knees then fall forward with a soft thump. "Now when you've got them down on the mat there are all sorts of things you can do." Christina says as you lie at her feet. "Next I'll demonstrate a camel clutch."
She drops down on top of you, sitting on your lower back. "Now always remember to hook their arms over your knees first." She says as she grabs your arms. She puts them over her knees, locking them back against her thighs. She then holds you under your chin and begins bending you backward. You let out a pained moan as you feel the pressure on your spine. "Like the chokehold, paying attention to your opponent is vital. You have to know just how far you can stretch them without breaking anything. Watch me closely girls." She bends you further and further back, testing the pressure she can apply.
[[CONTINUE|Submssion]]She pulls your head down between her thighs, making you bend over. She then wraps her arms around your midsection and says "It's all one smooth motion. You grab them like this and then..." She suddenly flips you up in the air so you're sitting atop her shoulders. "When you've got them up take a second to steady yourself, and then you can just..." She suddenly slams you down in the mat, executing a devestating powerbomb. The loud thud rings out through the room, and her students giggle at how you're being destroyed. Your eyes roll around in your head, but before you can pass out Christina grips your hair and says "Not yet. Let's show off one more..."
She pulls you to your feet, holding you up by your hair as she continues the lesson. "Now to finish her off I'll demonstrate a simple piledriver." She turns you around to face her, then she wraps her arms around your waist and flips you upside down. She manhandles your slender form with ease, holding you upside down as she continues talking to her students. "Once you have them up like this you just drop to your knees. One hard hit to the head and they'll be out like a light." She grips your waist tightly then comes down hard on her knees. The top of your head is driven into the mat. You feel your skull being rattled, the heavy thud ringing in your ears.
She then drops you onto your back, and you lay splayed out on the mat. Your eyes begin to flutter closed, the piledriver knocking you out. The last thing you see is Christina looming over you. She lowers down and grabs your legs, rolling you up for a pin. She pushes your legs toward your head, bending you inward so your knees are either side of your ears. She has your shoulders squashed into the mat, your rump sticking up in the air. The last thing you hear is her counting "One... Two... Three..." It seems you make the perfect wrestling test dummy Emily. I don't think Christina is going to let you go anytime soon.
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Wrestling Start]] "Ooohhhhh..." You let out a long whimpering moan, wincing in pain as she bends you in half. "Right... there." She says as she finally stops, taking you right to the limit. "Then you just hold them in place until they tap..." You immediately tap the side of her leg and the girls giggle. "Let's try another hold" Christina says with an amused smirk. She lets go of your head and your torso flops down to the mat. She then swivels round, and you feel her grabbing your legs as she says "Now I'll show you a boston crab."
"You hook their legs under your arms like this. Make sure you're sitting comfortably on their lower back. Then you just lean backward and..." You feel her bending your legs backward, putting pressure on your spine again. You squirm beneath her, moaning softly as she bends you in half. She pulls your legs so far backward your feet almost touch your head, then she lets you go. She demonstrates a few more submission moves, bending and twisting your slender body, dominating you with ease. By the time she's done you lay gasping on the floor at her feet, your face red as you take heaving breaths.
She stands over you, ignoring your exhaustion as she continues the lesson. "Now we'll move onto a lesser known form of submitting your opponents. Mental domination. As you all know my in ring name is The Dominator. That's because I dominate my opponents both physically and mentally. There are a few different ways to get in your opponents head. You can do something simple like this..." She raises her foot and places it firmly on your chest, pinning you to the mat. "Showing them that they're beneath you. But I find the most effective method is looking into their eyes and talking to them. I'll show you."
[[CONTINUE|Dominator]]She removes her foot and grabs your hair. She pulls you up to your feet then wraps her arms around you. "Start with a simple bearhug. Make sure their arms are pinned to their sides..." She says to her students as her arms lock in around your body. You can feel her large breasts squashing into your chest, her womanly shape dominating your more slender figure. You then look up into her deep green eyes, becoming transfixed as she says "Once you have firm eye contact you can begin. Humans are simple animals, you have to make your opponent feel like they're your prey. Like they have no other choice but to submit..."
She looks deeply into your eyes, her arms squeezing you tighter as she says "You are weak and helpless. I have defeated you because I am the stronger woman. There's nothing you can do. You belong to me now." The pressure of her arms increases as her words fill your mind. "You are mine and you will submit to me. You are too weak to resist. You will submit. I am in complete control of you." She makes a small glance at her students as she says "Make them repeat a key phrase so you know they're fully under your control. And don't be afraid to throw in a kiss, sexual domination is the fastest method of taming someones mind."
Christina then looks into your eyes again, her firm stare drilling down into you. "Submit. Accept your defeat. You are weak and I have defeated you." She leans in and kisses you on the lips. It's a long passionate kiss, and as she pulls away she laughs as she sees your timid gaze. She suddenly squeezes you tighter, forcing out a pained moan as you tremble in her arms. "Submit!" She says in a loud stern tone. "You are weak! You belong to me now! Admit it! Admit defeat!"
[[Submit to her]]
[[Resist her]]You look into her piercing gaze. You feel the strength of her mind, and the strength of her body, and you're completely overwhelmed. You sink into a trance like state, feeling her take control of you. "I submit." You sigh softly, making a slow sleepy blink. She knows she has you now, that she's forced you into the role of her prey. She leans in and kisses you again, then she says "Good girl. You belong to me now. Say it." You make another slow blink before replying "I belong to you. You are the stronger woman, and you have defeated me." She carefully eases the pressure of the bearhug, setting you down to your feet.
Her arms remain wrapped around you, letting you know that you're caught. But she's no longer trying to squeeze the air out of you. She looks to her students and continues "You see? It's that simple. It wont work on all your opponents of course. But if you're facing a girl with a weak mind like Emily here..." She looks down at you and smirks as she says "You can dominate them with ease. And when you have them in this submissive state you can do anything you want to them. You feel her hand sliding up your back, then taking a gentle grip of the back of your head. "Come here sweetie." She coos in a soft tone.
She then pushes your face down into her cleavage, smothering you with her breasts. The students giggle as you make a muffled moan, your face buried deep within her large bosom. You feel her hand on your head, keeping your face pressed down. You begin to feel dizzy and weak, the lack of oxygen forcing you into unconsciousness. She's knocking you out with her breasts, and there's nothing you can do about it. With a mewling sigh your eyes flutter closed. She releases your head and you crumple to the floor at her feet. She then plants her foot on your chest and says "And that's why they call me The Dominator."
[[CONTINUE|Wrestle Dom END]]For a moment she almost has you, then you think of Eliza and shake your head. "No... I don't belong to you! Let me go!" You moan angrily as you wriggle in her strong arms. She seems surprised at your defiance, then she makes a small shrug as she says to her students "Of course it doesn't always work. If the mental domination fails. Focus on the physical. Like this bearhug for example." She squeezes you tighter, forcing the air out of your lungs. You make a breathless wheeze, your eyes fluttering as you shudder in her arms.
She continues squeezing you until you're on the verge of unconsciousness, then she opens her arms and lets you fall to the floor. "I think she's ready to be pinned girls." Christina says as she looms over you. Her students giggle and she lowers down. She lies on top of you and says "Always remember to hook the leg. And if you can do both, even better." She takes both your legs and bends you inward, rolling you up until your shoulders are squashed into the mat. Your knees are almost touching your ears, your bottom sticking up in the air.
Once she has you locked in the tight pin she counts "One... Two... Three." Her students all applaud and she lets you go. She then takes a few questions from the class while you lie there trying to recover. Your body aches but you're still conscious and you managed to survive. You glance over at a clock on the wall, seeing that there's only twenty minutes of the class left. You just need to survive a little while longer Emily. As you get to your feet Christina announces "Okay now let's pair up and go over to the mats for some practise. Who wants Emily?" You make a scared sigh as you see all the girls hands shoot into the air.
[[CONTINUE|Wrestling Practise]]"Looks like you're popular." Christina says as she gives you a gentle pat on the butt. She then looks across the raised hands and says "You can go with... Kaylee today." She has blonde hair with blue streaks in it. You see her smile excitedly, then she winks at you. She's wearing black gym leggings and a blue sports bra. Christina steps out of the ring and you follow after her. She leads you and the other girls over to the blue mat and says "Okay pick a spot with your partner." The floor on this side of the room is covered by the large padded mat, and there's plenty of room for all of you. "Face your opponents and get down on your knees." Christina says as she watches over you.
As you sink down to your knees you see an eager look in Kayley's eyes. You can tell she's looking forward to this, and that she thinks you'll be easy to beat. "This is a simple strength test. You just have to wrestle your opponent to the mat and pin their shoulders for three seconds. Once you've been pinned step off the mat. We'll do elimination rounds until there's only one winner." Christina says loudly. Kaylee comes at you and the two of you begin to wrestle. You can hear all the other girls making grunts and groans as they struggle against each other. Kaylee has a similar figure to yours, and you realise you're evenly matched in strength.
She tries to push you down to the mat, but you manage to overpower her. You force her down to the floor, lying on top of her in a pinning position. "One..." You start to count, then you feel her hand squeezing your bottom. "Hey!" You gasp in shock. The distraction allows her to wriggle free, and she gets up to her knees. "What?" She asks with a teasingly innocent smile. You blush in embarrassment and try to compose yourself. You begin wrestling again, and once again you start to force her down to the mat. You suddenly feel her hand on your breast, giving it a firm squeeze through the soft fabric of your leotard. Should you stop the fight? Or try to ignore her wandering hands?
[[Stop the fight]]
[[Try to pin her]]You awake lying on a small couch. It looks like you're in Christina's personal office. There's a desk against the back wall, and on the other side of the room there's a clothing rack with a few of her catsuits hanging up. You sit up slowly, seeing that your boots have been removed. You swivel over the edge of the couch, pressing your stockinged feet to the floor. As you stand up you notice how quiet it is, the class must be over. You approach the door to leave, then it swings open, and Christina walks up to you. "Awake already?" She asks with a small smile. You glance past her into the main room of the school, seeing that it's empty. It's just the two of you here now.
"Sorry I slept for so long. Ummm... Did I do a good job?" You ask as you look up at her. She steps closer to you, and you glance nervously at her large breasts. "Oh you did perfectly." She says as she reaches out. She gently takes your chin and says "And for your reward, you're coming home with me." You thought her domination was just part of the class, just part of the character she was playing. But now you realise she wants you for real. "I... I have a girlfriend..." You try to say. Then suddenly she wraps her arms around you, pulling you tight to her chest in another bearhug. "Oh!" You make a girlish gasp as you feel her squeezing you, her dazzling green eyes ensnaring your mind again.
"If I'm feeling generous I'll let your girlfriend join us." She says as she stares into your eyes. "But for now, you're coming with me." You open your mouth to protest, but she interrupts you, her arms crushing into you as she says "You belong to me. You are weak. You have been defeated and you are my slave." You feel yourself falling under her power again, her dominance overwhelming you. She leans down and kisses you on the lips as she says "Sleep." You let out a weak sigh as your eyes flutter closed. She then hoists you up on her shoulder, giving your bottom a firm slap before carrying you away.
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Dominator]] "Hey! Get off me!" You moan angrily as you push her in the chest. In your anger you push her a little too hard. She goes flying back, slamming into the mat. The room goes silent as all the girls stare at you. "What's going on here?" Christina asks as she marches over. You get to your feet and reply "She was touching me!" Kaylee then scrambles to her feet and says "We were just wrestling and she freaked out!" You shake your head in disbelief as you say "She's lying! She was squeezing my breasts! I didn't just imagine her hand..."
Before you can continue Christina loudly interrupts you "Enough! She is one of my students and a paying customer at this school. If you had a problem you should've spoke to me, not attacked her." You open your mouth to protest but Christina says "We'll speak in my office. Now." As she leads you away she says "Carry on girls. I'll be back in a second." You glance over your shoulder, seeing Kaylee sticking her tongue out at you teasingly. You make an angry sigh, then you go into Christina's office.
She goes to her desk and begins writing you a cheque as she says "I'll pay you for tonight. But I don't think this is going to work out." You look shocked as you reply "You're firing me?! But... but that's not fair! I was just defending myself!" Christina stands up from her desk and hands you the cheque as she replies "I've got a school to run, I don't have time to argue." You sigh sadly and take the cheque. Then you go to the locker room to get changed into your clothes. Another job has come to an end Emily. It's time to go home.
[[CONTINUE|Fourth Job Search]] You try to focus on pinning her as she gropes your breast. You can feel her hand exploring it's soft shape, squeezing and rolling it around. Her fingers run along your nipple, then she pinches it and gives it a slight twist. You let out a shocked gasp, and in your distracted state she overpowers you. She pushes you back and lands on top of you. She tries to pin your shoulders down, but you begin rolling around on the floor, your limbs becoming tangled as you wrestle against each other. You end up on top, but she has one shoulder angled up from the mat. As you're trying to pin her down you feel her hand between your thighs, gently stroking and caressing your most intimate area.
You feel tingles of pleasure shooting through you, a warmth spreading through your body. No-one else notices what she's doing. They're too focused on their own fights, and your bodies are too close together for anyone to see her hand. "St... stop..." You gasp breathlessly as she begins rubbing your sex faster. You can feel her fingers pressing deeply into your leotard, pushing at your opening as she pleasures you. "Just relax." She whispers with a playful giggle by your ear. She brings you to the verge of an orgasm, then suddenly she rolls on top of you and pins you to the mat.
You moan and squirm underneath her, but you're too distracted by the pulsing pleasure. "I'll finish you off later. Just stay down." She whispers as she lays on top of you. She then hooks her arm under your leg, pulling it up to give her additional leverage for the pin. "One..." She counts slowly with a devilish smile "Two..." You make a final writhing motion but you can't get her off of you. "Three..." She finishes pinning you and stands up, signalling to Christina. "Off the mat Emily!" Christina calls out. You let out a small sigh, blushing with embarrassment as you stand. "See you later cutie." Kaylee giggles as she pinches your butt, making you gasp as you hurry off of the mat.
[[CONTINUE|Kaylee END]]You're forced to stand on the sidelines as Kaylee pins girl after girl. She makes it through to the final round, where she easily defeats the last girl. No-one else seems to notice her soft whispers and groping hands. But each girl comes off the mat blushing in embarrassment. "Alright great class today ladies!" Christina announces "And great work Kaylee! I'll see you again next week at the same time." With that she sends you off to the locker room to get changed. You still feel a tingle of shame from what Kaylee did to you, but at least you didn't get fired this time. You head into the locker room and sit down on one of the wooden benches. You then begin unlacing your wrestling boots.
You wriggle each boot off, exposing your stockinged feet. You then stand up and take your jeans and your sneakers out of the locker. Suddenly the door opens and Kaylee comes waltzing in. "There you are. I'm not done with you yet." She giggles as she advances on you. "Wait... the class is over..." You say nervously as you back away. You can see the lustful look in her eyes, and you turn around to run. She lunges forward and grips the back of your leotard, yanking it up between your legs. You moan as she pulls you backward into her arms. Her hands are all over you, squeezing your breasts, stroking between your thighs.
She doesn't have to hide anything this time, and her hand goes under your leotard, rubbing your sex beneath the nylon layer of your tights. "Stop..." You gasp breathlessly as she brings you to orgasm. The pleasure builds and builds until you let out a loud moan. Your whole body shakes, your legs wobbling as the orgasm overwhelms you. "Now let's see if I remember my training from today." Kaylee whispers by your ear. She then wraps her arms around your neck, trapping you in a tight chokehold. She knocks you out in under a minute, then gently lays you down on the floor. "See you next week." She says with a playful giggle, then she walks out of the room, leaving you unconscious with a damp patch between your thighs.
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Wrestling Practise]] You cycle your bike up to the gates of the mansion. You're wearing white sneakers, a blue skirt and a form fitting white t-shirt. On your legs are a pair of light black pantyhose. You press a button on the intercom, then you hear a womans voice say "Come in." The gates swing open and you cycle up the long path. You feel like you recognised the voice but you can't quite place it. You only communicated via email, and you're still not entirely sure who hired you. As you reach the mansion you hop off your bike and rest it against a wall. You then approach the doors. Before you can knock they swing open, revealing Ling Chen in a tight white dress.
"You!?" You say in a shocked voice. Then you look around in case this is a trap. Ling laughs as she replies "You have nothing to fear Emily. I'm still abiding by our agreement. And it seems you are too, it's so nice to see you looking for a real job." You cross your arms and look up at her suspiciously as you ask "I thought you lived on the outskirts of Greenfield? What are you doing here?" With a playful smirk she replies "I'm an upstanding member of the community now. I wanted to be amongst my people. I have to thank you by the way. You were right about investing in this town." She then leans forward and says "Respect is so much more powerful than fear."
She then straightens up, running her hands along her white dress to keep it flat to her body. "That homeless shelter you advised me to open has been so popular, I'm even thinking about running for mayor soon." You look to the side and grumble "Great. I'm really happy for you." She laughs and strokes her hand along your cheek as she says "Don't be so sad. We both got what we wanted. I gave up my life of crime to become the most successful businesswoman in Greenfield. And you gave up those silly investigations for a normal life. Our rivalry is at end, and there's no reason you can't work for me." Her expression becomes more stern as she adds "Now come inside."
[[CONTINUE|Ling Start]]The ad online was pretty vague. It only said that a model was needed to pose for a website. You're wearing white sneakers, a blue skirt and a form fitting white t-shirt. On your legs are a pair of light black pantyhose. You arrive at the aparment building in the early afternoon. You spoke with a young woman named Kat, she seemed excited for the photshoot, but wouldn't elaborate any further. She lives on the top floor so you get the elevator. You then walk down a long hallway and knock at her door.
You feel nervous, your fingers idly trace along the hem of your skirt. Suddenly the door opens and you see Kat grinning happily. She has neon pink hair and is wearing a blue dress with a pleated skirt. "Emily?" She asks with an eager look in her eyes. You nod and say "Sorry I'm a little early..." She reaches out and grabs your hand as she replies "Oh you're so cute! Don't worry about that, get in here!" With that she drags you into her apartment and slams the door closed. Her living room is set up like a modelling studio.
One of the walls has a big white backdrop, multiple lights are set up and a camera sits on a tripod. "Okay so just take off your shoes and stand on your mark there." You see there's a red X in front of the white backdrop. You slip off your shoes, pressing your stockinged feet to the floor. You then hurry over to the X, standing in a shy pose as you look at the camera. You wince from the bright lights, and Kat grins as she gets behind the camera. "Don't worry you'll get used to the lights." She says as she begins adjusting the camera settings. "Now let's see a few poses."
[[CONTINUE|Modelling Shoot]]"Are you sure about this Em? I mean... you're not a boxer..." Eliza says nervously as she helps you put on your gloves. You're sitting in the locker room of the arena. You can hear the roar of the crowd down the hall. The arena is full and the final mens match is just finishing. "This isn't a real boxing league. It's all amateur fights." You explain as you stand up to test out the gloves. "They put on a girls match after all the mens fights. We go on last as a fun little addition, and it's only three rounds. They do this once a week and if I can survive the three rounds tonight I can get a permanent spot here. It pays really well."
You can tell Eliza's not convinced. She watches you throwing out a few punches with an unsure expression. "Well it's at night so at least we can spend time together..." She replies with a half hearted smile. She's wearing a grey skirt and a black t-shirt, on her legs are a pair of fishnet tights and on her feet black boots. You're wearing a light blue sports bra with shiny green boxing shorts. Your laced up boots are a bright white. You feel a little nervous too. But the fight promoter assured you that this is an amateur league.
The woman you'll be fighting is named Roxy, and this is only her fourth fight for this promotion. You don't even have to win for them to hire you for a permanent position. You just need to survive for three rounds. You throw out another few punches, your slender arms snapping back and forth. Then there's a loud knock at the door. The promoter comes in and says "Alright Emily make your way to the ring! You're guna do great!" He grins at you then heads down the hall, leaving the door open. You take a deep breath and say "Okay... I can do this." Then you head out with Eliza by your side.
[[CONTINUE|Boxing Start]]Her white heels make a firm click on the polished floors. Her shapely behind sways side to side in her tight white dress. She has her black hair cut short in a stylish haircut. You also can't help but notice how low cut her dress is, displaying her ample cleavage. She takes you to the second floor of her mansion and says "I've laid out your uniform in here. Get changed then we'll begin your training." You nod and turn to the door, then she takes your arm, turning you to face her again. "While you are under my employment you will address me properly. I am the mistress of this house. Do you understand?" With a soft sigh you reply "Yes mistress."
She then lets you go, giving you a gentle pat on the butt as she says "Good girl." You made her stop her destruction of Greenfield, but in the end it still feels like she's beaten you. You step into a small bedroom, your maids uniform laid out on the bed. You take off your shoes, skirt and t-shirt, but you leave your pantyhose on. You then wriggle into the black and white dress, pulling it tight to your body. It's a size too small, your breasts bulging over the top, the hem so short it's displaying the darker portion of your tights. You tug at it to try and cover yourself up, then you realise there simply isn't enough fabric.
You then slip your feet into a pair of black flats. "Perfect." Ling purrs as you step out of the room. She makes you turn in a full circle to display the outfit. Then she says "Now we'll discuss the requirements of your job in my office." She takes you to her lavish office. Behind her desk is a large window, looking out across the grounds of her estate. She sits down at her desk, and before you can sit opposite her she says "Don't sit down. You can just kneel at my feet. Giving me a foot massage from time to time will be part of your job now." You stare at her in disbelief, but she's very serious. She leans back and crosses her legs as she waits for your response.
[[Massage her feet]]
[[Refuse to massage her feet|Ling no massage]]You lower your head and sigh "Yes mistress." Then you walk round the desk and sink down to your knees. She extends her foot toward you, her eyes flaring with excitement. You carefully remove her heel, revealing her stockinged foot. She's wearing nude pantyhose, a thin layer of soft nylon covering her foot. You begin to massage her foot, holding it gently and running your thumbs up and down the sole. She lets out a relaxed sigh and leans back a little more, getting comfortable as she looks down at you. "Do you remember when we first met?" She asks in a casual tone.
You continue to massage her foot as you reply "Yes mistress." With a growing smile she says "I offered you a place as my maid, and you refused. And now look at you." She lets out a small laugh as she says "In the end I always get what I want." She suddenly lifts her foot higher, pressing it into your face as she says "Kiss it. Thank me for giving you this job. Then you can move onto the next foot." You make a small gasp as her toes run along your lips. You then kiss her foot and say "Thank you... mistress. Thank you for giving me this job."
She laughs and runs the sole of her foot down your face as she says "You're welcome Emily." She then uncrosses her legs and crosses them in the other direction, presenting you with her other foot. "I thought you were my enemy, that I had to defeat you." She says as you slip off her other shoe. "But I now realise I simply had to wait. The world has defeated you Emily. Shown you your true value. Now you realise how hard a normal life can be, and how much easier it is to submit to a stronger woman." You suddenly feel the urge to kiss her foot, and you press your lips to it as you sigh "Yes mistress."
[[CONTINUE|Massage END]]You cross your arms and reply firmly "Look I want this job, but there are some things I won't do. That includes massaging your feet Ling. I thought I was going to be your maid. Not your personal slave." She makes a small roll of her eyes as she says "Very well. Take a seat Emily." You sit down and she begins going through what she expects of you. She gives you detailed instructions for how the house should be cleaned, going through every floor and the various rooms. She then takes out a contract and slides it across the desk. "Sign right there." She says as she taps the contract with her pen.
She then hands you the pen and you lean forward to sign your name. "Do you remember when we first met?" She asks casually as you begin to write. "I offered you a place as my maid, and you refused." She lets out a small laugh as she says "In the end I always get what I want." You finish signing and stand up, replying coldly "I'll start on the ground floor if that's okay with you mistress?" She nods with a pleased grin as she says "I'll be by to check on your work later." A few minutes later you're mopping the floor of her large dining room.
You feel humiliated working for Ling, but the money is good and for now you just need any job. You finish mopping and you go to leave the dining room. Then you pause as you notice a cobweb in the corner. It's high up so you won't be able to reach it. You can't leave it there or Ling won't be happy, you may not like her but she's your boss now. You sigh as you look up at the cobweb, you then look over to the dining room table. You could use one of the chairs to try and reach it. Or you could go down into the basement to try and find a ladder. What do you want to do Emily?
[[Use the chair]]
[[Try to find a ladder]]A small glimmer of shock shows in Ling's eyes. She was expecting more of a fight, but she sees now that she's broken you. She lets out a pleased laugh as you kiss her feet. Then she purrs "Good girl." As you go for another kiss she pushes her foot forward, forcing it into your mouth. Her stockinged foot slips between your lips, the nylon running over your tongue. You make a muffled moan as you look into her eyes. She keeps her foot buried in your mouth as she says "I heard about all those failed jobs Emily. From now on I'll take care of you. This job will pay you well, and all you have to do is accept your place beneath me. As my slave. Do you understand?"
She pulls her foot out and you gasp for air. Then in a timid voice you reply "Yes mistress." She laughs and lowers her foot to the floor. She then reaches for a drawer on her desk as she says "Perfect." You see her take out a leather collar with a thin metal chain attached. The black leather has your name printed on it in silver. Ling shows it to you as she says "I thought it would take a few weeks before I could put this on. But I've broken you much sooner than expected..." She leans forward with the collar and says "Hold your hair out of the way Emily, and tilt your head down."
You do as she says, allowing her to slip the collar around your neck. You feel the leather tightening to your throat, the buckle of the collar being secured firmly. She gives it a small pull to test it, letting you feel the pressure around your neck. She then takes the end of the leash and stands up straight. "We'll continue this in my bedroom." She says with a sultry smile. She then walks out of her office, leading you on all fours as her newly acquired pet. After all this time you've ended up right where you started after your return to Greenfield. It seems you were destined to become her slave Emily. At least the job pays well...
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Ling Start]] You walk over to the chair and pull it toward the corner of the room. You then take your duster and step up onto the chair. You reach up toward the cobweb, lifting on the tip of your toes. You stretch out your arm, trying to swipe the cobweb with the duster. You let out an angry sigh as you fail to get it, the duster less than an inch away. You then carefully step up onto the back of the chair, wobbling slightly as you try to balance. "Got ya..." You say with a satisfied smile as you sweep away the cobweb. The chair then wobbles and you let out a scared gasp as you topple backward.
You fall down toward the dining room table, the back of your head slamming into the hard wooden surface. The impact rattles your skull. Your eyes snap shut and you collapse limply to the floor. You lay splayed out on your back, taking slow breaths with your head tilted to the side. You remain in your motionless pose for a little while, then Ling enters the room. She stops and looks at you with a shocked expression, then an amused smile spreads across her lips. "Even left alone you end up a helpless damsel" She says with a small laugh as she walks over to you.
She crouches down and strokes her hand along your cheek, feeling the softness of your skin. She then grips under your arms and begins hoisting you up from the floor. She handles your slender form with ease, dragging you to your feet, then draping you over her shoulder. Once she has you settled in place she gives your behind a firm pat. In your bent over pose on her shoulder your white panties are clearly visible. She gives your butt a firm squeeze, feeling the soft flesh beneath the layer of nylon. "Let's find somewhere for you to lie down. You can make up the time later." She says as she carries you away.
[[CONTINUE|Amnesia END]]You head down to the basement and find the ladder. It's bigger and heavier than you, and you struggle to carry it. You wrap your arms around it, hugging it tight to your chest. You get it up the stairs then set it up in the corner. You then climb it and use the duster to clear away the cobweb. You let out a satisfied sigh and climb back down, then you fold up the ladder and take it back down. You shake out your arms, trying to ease the sorness of your muscles. You're already pretty tired and you've only cleaned one room. You continue going around the ground floor, carefulling cleaning every other room.
You vacuum and polish the floors, you dust all the surfaces, making sure every spot is shining. The kitchen takes you the longest, you have to get on your knees to reach under the appliances. The sun is going down by the time you're finished on the ground floor. Ling finds you as you're coming out of the kitchen. You wipe the sweat off your forehead and bow your head as you say "The ground floor is done mistress. I can start upstairs tomorrow." She looks at you with a small smile as she says "Only the ground floor? Hmmm we'll have to train you to be a bit faster than that... But I suppose it'll do for now."
You're too tired to argue and you nod as you reply "Yes mistress. Thank you mistress. May I get changed and go home now?" She smirks and makes a shocked look as she says "Go gome? I'm having a little party tonight Emily. You'll have to stay to serve drinks and look after my guests." You let out a deep sigh, your eyes pleading with her as you say "But... I've been cleaning all day... I'm exhausted. Can I please..." Before you can finish she interrupts sternly "Overtime is mandatory as part of your contract Emily. You can either stay for tonight or resign. What's it going to be?"
[[Stay for the party]]
[[Resign]]You awake lying on a single bed. Ling sits beside you, stroking her hand through your hair. "Time to get up." She says with a playful smile. Your eyes flutter, and you look at her with a confused expression. "Where... where am I?" You ask softly, your mind scrambled from the blow to your head. She pauses with a curious smile as she asks "You don't remember?" You try to think, then you make a small shake of your head. "I... I don't remember anything..." You say as you look up at her. She immediately seizes the opportunity, leaning in close as she says "Don't worry I'll help you remember everything..."
She suddenly kisses you on the lips, a long passionate kiss as he mouth latches onto yours. You feel her hand squeezing your breast as she moans against your mouth. She then peels her lips away and says in a dominant tone "You are my sex slave. You belong to me." Your eyes widen with shock as you reply "I... I'm your..." She kisses you again and says "Yes. My sex slave. You live here with me, serving me in every way I desire. Your name is... Lilly. Do you remember now Lilly?" You try to focus and remember who you are, then you shake your head with an embarrassed look. "I'm sorry. I... I just can't remember anything."
She smiles and kisses you again as she says "That's okay. You don't need to remember a thing. Just know that you are my slave, and I am your mistress. Now stand up for me Lilly." She helps you up from the bed, getting you to your feet. She then sits on the edge of the bed and says "Now strip for me Lilly." You're still so confused, but she's forcing these new memories into your head. "Yes... mistress..." You say slowly as you start to accept your new life. You then begin to slowly undress, stripping down to your bra, panties and pantyhose as Ling watches you with a lustful grin.
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Ling no massage]] "I'll stay for the party mistress." You sigh as you look at your feet. She smiles and steps closer to you, taking your chin and tilting your head up as she says "Good. Because we need to start preparing immediately. I have a lot of important guests, including a few politicians that will soon be helping me launch my political career." So not only is her influence over Greenfield spreading, but you'll be helping her by serving drinks. A few hours later and the mansion is full of her guests. You hurry around with a tray of champagne, going back and forth to refill it every time it empties.
Her guests are all rich and mostly ignore you, except for the few times your butt gets pinched. You're too tired to say anything, a tremble running through your sore legs. It's past midnight when the party finally ends. Ling finds you sitting in the kitchen, rubbing your legs and moaning softly. "You'll have to stay here tonight. You can't possibly cycle home this late." She says with a pleased grin. You try to stand but your legs turn to jelly and you stumble forward. "I've got you." She says as she catches you, stopping you from falling.
She scoops you up from the floor, sliding her arms under your legs and back. Cradling you in her arms she takes you upstairs, to the small bedroom in which you got changed. She lays you down on the bed then looks into your eyes. "Aww poor baby. Do your legs really hurt that much?" She coos gently. You nod and whimper "Yes mistress." The ache in your legs bringing you to tears. She opens the drawer on the nightstand begins taking something out as she replies "Well let me ease the pain..." Your eyes drift over to the nightstand as she takes out a small bottle, and you make a soft gasp "Chloroform?"
[[CONTINUE|Ling END]]"I'm just too tired... I can't do this." You sigh as you look at your feet. Ling laughs and steps closer to you. She takes your chin and tilts your head up, looking deeply into your eyes as she says "Then go upstairs. Get changed, and get out of my house." You make a soft glare at her as you reply "Fine. I didn't want to be your maid anyway." You turn your head away and march upstairs. You leave the maids uniform on the bed and get back into your regular clothes.
Ling is by the door as you head to the exit. "Good luck finding another job Emily." She says teasingly as you walk out. It's getting dark and you're bike is waiting for you. The ride home is agony on your tired legs. You collapse into bed when you get home, barely managing to get undressed. "How was your first day?" Eliza asks as she cuddles up next to you. With a sad sigh you reply "I... I don't want to talk about it." Then you pass out from your exhaustion, Lings laughter still ringing in your ears.
[[CONTINUE|Giving Up]] "Em? I'm going to work now..." You hear Eliza gently knocking on the door, calling out to you in a soothing tone. She knows your upset after losing four jobs in a row. But you've hiding just how unhappy you are. You have the shower on, the stream of water loud enough to hide your crying. You're sitting on the edge of the bathtub, your head buried in your hands. "I love you..." Eliza calls out, then you hear her walking away. Once the front door closes you turn the shower off. Then you go back to quietly sobbing. "I can't do anything right..." You sigh as you wipe away your tears. Then suddenly you think back to Bill, and what he told you before you found your first job.
'Showing off your body is all you're good for... Girls like you just can't handle a real job... You'll come to me begging to take you back... My door will always be open...' You stare at your feet for a long time, then you mutter softly "He was right." You feel yourself giving up on any kind of meaningful career. You just need a job, and Bill is the only person left in town that will hire you. It takes you a while to accept that you've given up. Then you finally force yourself to your feet. You turn on the shower, this time getting under the water. You shower and get changed into your standard attire.
You're wearing white sneakers, a blue skirt and a form fitting white t-shirt. On your legs are a pair of light black pantyhose. You spend a long time doing your make-up and fixing your hair, then making sure your clothes and pantyhose are tight to your body. Your appearance is the only thing that matters now. Once you're ready you cycle to 'Legs Up!' You leave your bike outside and walk in. It's just before midday and only a few people are inside. You recognise some of the girls but you don't stop. You walk straight through and into the back, going to Bill's office. He's behind his desk, and he smiles as he sees you. "It's about time." He says as he leans back in his chair.
[[CONTINUE|Back to Bill]]"Wait..." You say as you try to sit up. She places her hand on your shoulder, easing you back down as she says "It'll just help soothe your pain. You have nothing to worry about Emily. You don't want to be up all night in agony do you?" You're so tired and your legs hurt so much. You can't resist the allure of a peaceful nights sleep. You watch her drizzling the chloroform onto a white cloth, then she scoops it up from the nightstand, holding it on the flat of her palm. "Now take deep breaths." She says as she lowers it toward your face. You look up at her as she presses the cloth to your mouth and nose. First you submitted to being her maid, now you're letting her chloroform you. If there was any doubt left it's gone, she's beaten you Emily.
"Good girl. Off to sleep." She says soothingly as she holds the cloth in place. Your eyes make a sleepy flutter, and you let out a muffled sigh. "You've been such a good submissive servant today Emily." Ling says with a pleased smile as she drugs you. "You just need a little more training, but we have plenty of time for that." You can feel your body going numb, the pain in your legs fading away. You let out a relieved breath, the pain leaving your eyes. "There. That's better now isn't it? Just a little bit of chloroform to help you sleep. I'll keep the bottle right by your bed in case you need it again..."
A small devious glint shows in her eyes as she says "And remember, overtime is mandatory. So those poor legs of yours might be in pain quite often..." You should realise that she's planning to constantly overwork you and chloroform you. That slowly you'll get addicted to being knocked out. That she's going to make you her slave. But you're too tired for any of that right now. You submit to sleep with one last deep breath. Your eyes fluttering closed as the chloroform swirls into your lungs. Ling peels the cloth away, revealing your motionless feminine features. "Sleep well Emily." She whispers as she kisses you on the lips. She then leaves you on the bed, switching off the lights and bathing you in darkness.
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Try to find a ladder]] You're not sure how to pose, so you just put your hands on your hips and smile at the camera. "Ooh very nice. So heroic." Kat giggles as she begins taking pictures. Each picture comes with a bright flash of light, causing black spots to dance across your eyes. "Now cock your hips slightly to side. Ooh yeah just like that. Now lean forward a little and give me a sassy smile. Oh so sexy." Kat seems to be immensely enjoying herself. She directs you through a series of poses, telling you how to angle your body. She then takes the camera off of the tripod and gets a little closer. "Very nice Emily. You're a natural. So beautiful."
She showers you with compliments, making you blush from the praise. Then she suddenly stops and says "Okay, now take off your skirt and your t-shirt." You look down at your clothes and say "Ummm... is that really necessary?" She laughs and steps closer to you as she replies "You're a model now Emily. You can't be afraid to show off that sexy body of yours..." She strokes her hand along your cheek, letting you feel the warmth of her touch as she says "I just want to see how beautiful you are. You have nothing to be embarrassed about." She then leans by your ear and whispers "Now strip for me." You feel a shudder run through you, her soothing sensual tone compelling you to obey. You slowly lift the t-shirt off of your torso, revealing your pink bra.
You wriggle out of your skirt, exposing your pantyhose and your pink panties beneath the nylon layer. "Perfect." She says happily as she goes back to taking pictures. You pose more shyly now, a nervousness wobble in your wide eyes. Kat meanwhile seems even more excited, moving all around you to take multiple pictures. "Now turn around and bend over for me. Yes just like that you naughty girl" She giggles as she makes you bend over, the nylon going taut to your shapely rump. You then see her hurry over to a wooden chest in the corner of the room. She takes out lengths of white roop with an eager look in her eyes as she says "Now let's try a little bondage..."
[[Refuse the bondage]]
[[Let her tie you up]]"What?!" You gasp as you begin backing away from her "No way! I didn't agree to this!" You turn around and begin walking over to your clothes to get dressed. She then suddenly tackles into you from behind, bringing you slamming down to the floor. You hit the ground on your chest, wheezing breathlessly as she giggles "Sorry but you really don't have a choice cutie." She sits on top of you and pulls your arms behind your back. She easily overpowers your slender form, wrapping a length of rope around your wrists and tying them together. She then wraps more rope above and below your elbows, squeezing your arms closer.
"Stripping down to your bra and panties in a strange girls apartment..." She giggles as she finishes the last knot. "What did you think was going to happen?" She gives you a hard spank on your nylon coated behind, then she swivels round and begins binding your legs. "Someone help! I'm being tied up!" You squeal as you feel the rope being wrapped around your legs. "Classic damsel in distress." Kat sighs as she ties your ankles, then wraps rope above and below your knees.
"But I'm on the top floor sweetie. And this place is totally soundproof. You're not my first stubborn model, and you wont be my last." She gets off of you as she ties a final rope to your ankles. She then loops that rope from your ankles to your wrists, pulling it tight so your legs are lifted off the floor. She traps you in a tight hogtie, putting a constant pressure on your lithe limbs. "Ohhhh..." You moan from the pain, your bound form wriggling side to side on the floor. "You should've just let me tie you up." She sighs as she gives your bottom a firm squeeze. She then stands up straight and says "Now I gotta find a nice big gag for you to suck on."
[[CONTINUE|Model Bondage END]]"Ummm... what kind of photoshoot is this?" You ask nervously as she approaches you with the ropes. She moves behind you, taking your arms and pulling them behind your back as she replies "The kind my fans want to see. I take pretty girls like you..." She loops a rope around your wrists, pulling it tight and squeezing them together. "And I tie them up." She whispers by your ear as she ties a tight knot. "I didn't agree to a bondage photoshoot." You moan as you make a soft wriggle of your arms. She loops another rope around your chest, going under your heaving breasts then around your arms.
You feel your arms being squeezed into your back, becoming even more immobile as she giggles "You don't have a choice cutie. This is your job now." She continues tying you up as she explains "I have a bunch of subscribers on my website and a bunch of girls like you that I play with. Trust me you'll be getting paid really well. All of my girls start off like you, but after that first paycheque they never want to leave." By the time she's done your legs are tied tightly together, ropes going around your ankles, and above and below your knees. There's another rope going above your breasts, wrapped round your arms to keep you tightly restrained.
"There all done. Now we just need a gag." She says softly by your ear. You make a small squirming motion as she goes over to the chest. You can feel the tightness of the ropes, and you know there's no escape. Your chance to stop her has gone Emily, you'll just have to go along with this for now. She comes over to you with a length of pink silk and says "Open wide." She then steps behind you and wraps it between your lips, keeping them stretched open. "Good girl." She says as she ties the gag tightly, making you bound and gagged without any resistance.
[[CONTINUE|Bondage Shoot]]The cloth is slightly damp, you can taste a chemical flavour pressing into your tongue. You make a confused moan, and Kat whispers by your ear "Just a little something to help you relax..." She then kisses you on the cheek and begins taking more photo's. The flash reflects in your glassy eyes, and you quickly realise the gag is soaked in chloroform. You make a muffled moan as you start to feel sleepy, your eyes fluttering with a tired look. Kat moves around you with the camera, capturing your slow descent into sleep. Your legs begin to wobble, but before you pass out, she unties the gag. "Not yet. You can sleep when we're done." She whispers as she gives you a kiss on the cheek.
She sets the gag aside and says "Now let's get some over the shoulder shots." As she walks over to the tripod you mumble sleepily "Over the shoulder?" She giggles and walks right up to you as she replies "Don't act so confused. A cute little piece of shoulder candy like you was just made to be carried." With that she grabs you and lifts you up, effortlessly draping you over her shoulder. You make a shocked gasp as you flop into place, your slender form fitting neatly on her shoulder. She's set the camera to go off every five seconds on the tripod. As it flashes she poses with you on her shoulder. She turns left and right, displaying your long legs and backside in your tight nylon pantyhose.
She strokes your legs and gives your bottom a firm squeeze, the camera capturing every moment of your humiliation. "I think it's time we took this to the bedroom." She says as she carries you out of the room. She takes you to her nicely furnished bedroom, the sheets on the double bed a gilrish pink. She then gently eases you down to the bed, laying you on your back. She begins untying your legs as she says "That was fun. But I need your legs untied for this next part." She unties your legs and says "I'll be right back." She then returns a moment later, the tripod with the camera held in one hand, and a vibrator in the other. With your legs freed you could try to fight her and run. What do you want to do Emily?
[[Try to escape her]]
[[Let the photoshoot continue]]You watch her go to the wooden chest. She crouches down and rifles around inside. Then she stands up, holding a large dildo gag. "No! You are not putting that in my mouth!" You squeal as she walks toward you. "Oh yes I am." She giggles as she crouches down. You squeeze your mouth shut, but she just pinches your nose and waist. You soon have to open your mouth to breathe, and as you gasp for air she shoves the dildo inside. She then tightens the straps around your head, keeping you gagged. The dildo is huge and fills your whole mouth. It almost touches the back of your throat. You make gagging noises, drool trickling along your bottom lip.
Kat hops up and takes her camera, then the photoshoot continues. She captures every angle of your bondage, moving around your body with a loud flash every time she takes a shot. She captures the shame and humiliation in your eyes, moving in close as she smiles happily. "So sexy. My subscribers are going to love you!" She says excitedly. She then puts the camera down and says "Now I gotta upload these pics to my website. While I do that I'm going to put you somewhere quiet. By the time I let you out I expect you to be a lot more obedient..." She then crouches down and looks you in the eyes as she says "Because I've got a lot more things I wana do to you. Consider yourself my bondage toy."
She hurries round to your legs and grabs them, using them to drag you across the floor. She then pulls you up into the wooden chest, stuffing you inside with all her bondage items. It's a tight squeeze but she makes you fit. "Remember..." She whispers by your ear "Bondage. Toy." She then slams the lid shut, sealing you inside. You're stuck in your tight bondage in the dark, her words bouncing around your head. As the minutes pass you can feel yourself breaking, your will to resist her slowly fading away. She was right Emily, you're just her bondage toy now, and there's nothing you can do about it.
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Modelling Shoot]] She sets up the tripod, angling the camera toward the bed. Then as she moves to get on the bed you turn your legs toward her. You pull your legs back and suddenly shoot them out, kicking her as hard as you can in the stomach. She goes flying back, hitting the tripod and making it collapse on top of her. You then wriggle off of the bed and hop to your feet. You run out of her bedroom and down the hall. You run to the front door then turn around. With your arms bound you'll have to try and open it behind your back. Your hands scramble around blindly, finding the lock first and turning it.
You feel your sense of hope rising as the latch unlocks. Then you reach for the handle and slowly turn it. You manage to get it open, the door pulling forward. You then lean your head toward the crack in the door and scream "Somebody please..." Kat slams into you, forcing the door closed with the impact. She then grabs you and tosses you across the hallway, sending you tumbling to the floor. She locks the door and turns on you, her eyes flaring with anger. "That wasn't very nice Emily." Says coldly as she marches toward you. She pauses as you try to kick at her again. She chooses her moment, then pounces on you, squashing you into the floor.
You try to struggle against her, but with your arms bound it's impossible. She rolls you over on your side, positioning herself behind you. Her legs wrap around your midsection, her arms around your throat, her limbs holding and squeezing you like hungry snakes. Your face turns red and you make a breathless moan. "Just go to sleep..." She whispers by your ear, slowly applying more and more pressure. She has you completely caught and there's nothing you can do. You tremble in the tight chokehold, your eyes drooping down. With a defeated sigh you pass out, going limp in her arms.
[[CONTINUE|Sybian END]]She sets the tripod up, angling the camera toward the bed. She turns the camera on to record video, and you see a small red light beside the lens. She then slides onto the bed with you, propping herself on one elbow beside you. Your eyes look nervously at the vibrator as she says "It's been a while since I've had a model as perfect as you. So cute and submissive..." She then turns on the vibrator, the device making a soft humming noise. "My fans are going to love you." She begins slowly tracing it along your inner leg. You moan as you feel the tingles along your thigh, your leg shaking as the pleasure builds. "You said I was going to be a model." You whimper as she moves the vibrator closer and closer to your panties.
"Oh you are." She giggles as she watches your cheeks blush brightly. "I just never told you what for." She leans closer by your ear and whispers "I have over twenty girls just like you working for me. All of them wanted to be models, and I tricked each and every one of them..." She brushes the vibrator along your opening, then across to your other thigh. You make a loud gasp, your body trembling on the bed as she continues. "You're the newest addition, and just like all the others you'll be back here once a week to make a new video. I'm going to tie you up..." She kisses the side of your ear, making a soft wet sound that sends tingles down you neck "Dress you up..."
The vibrator moves back toward your sex, gliding so smoothly across the nylon of your pantyhose. "And fuck you however I want. That's all you are now..." She presses the vibrator deeply between your thighs, against the damp patch soaking through your tights. "My little sextoy." She whispers as she rubs the vibrator up and down. She then slips it under the waistband of your pantyhose, under the thin pink barrier of your panties, pushing it deeply into your warm canal. You moan loudly as you explode with pleasure, your feminine form overwhelmed by the vibrations. She moves between your legs, her head between your thighs as she begins pulling off your pantyhose. This is your last chance Emily, should you try to stop her?
[[Try to stop her]]
[[Give in to the pleasure]]You open your mouth but no words come out. You then stare shyly at your feet as you mumble "I... I'm..." Bill holds up a hand to stop you, grinning as he says "I know why you're here, and we do have to discuss a few things. But first let's get you changed. I've kept your locker for you, and there's a fresh costume inside. Put it on, then we'll talk." You feel so embarrassed you can't talk. You nod and head to the door then step out. You let out a deep breath then go down the hall to the locker room. This is where all the girls get changed before their shift, but right now it's empty. You go to your locker, finding it untouched just like Bill said.
You open it and find a new uniform laying neatly folded. You don't know how he hasn't been sued by Hooters, the uniform is identical except the shorts are blue instead of orange. He's given you every part of the uniform, even the nude tights and white sneakers. You quickly get changed, slipping out of one pair of pantyhose and into another. You put on the tight low cut t-shirt, then you pick up the shiny blue shorts. You make a confuse look as you see they've become even skimpier since you worked here. They're closer to a thong than actual shorts now. You let out a small sigh and slide them up your legs.
As you suspected they don't cover your behind at all. Instead the fabric pulls up inbetween the two rounded globes of your rump. You slip your stockinged feet into the fluffy white socks, then you put on the white sneakers. You stand up and look at yourself in the floor length mirror. Your long legs look soft and shiny in the nude pantyhose. The tight white t-shirt shows off a generous display of your cleavage. You turn around, glancing over your shoulder to see your perky bottom in the skimpy shorts. 'Showing off your body is all you're good for' His words repeat in your head, and with a defeated sigh you go back to his office.
[[CONTINUE|Bill Spank]]"Looks like she's waking up guys." You hear Kat giggle as your eyes flutter open. You immediately feel the glare of the bright lights. She has you on the white backdrop again, the camera pointed at you. You're stuck on your knees, sitting on top of something. You look down and see your legs are bound in a frogtie, keeping them bent inward. You then make a muffled gasp as you see she's stripped you naked. You try to move but your arms are still tightly bound. A ballgag is between your lips, the bright red ball keeping your mouth stretched open. You look at the strange contraption you're sitting on.
You can feel something pressing deeply into your opening, but before you can figure it out Kat says "Time to start the show! I know you guys love seeing this one!" You look over and see she has a laptop open on a small table beside the camera. She's livestreaming this entire thing to her fans. "And with a first timer too! This is really going to blow up!" She giggles as she picks up a remote from the table. "So let's start another episode of... captured cuties on a sybian!" She flicks a button on the remote as you make a muffled gasp. The sybian switches on, vibrating between your legs, sending waves of pleasure bursting through you. With your full weight on it you rock back and forth in time with the vibrations.
Your face blushes a bright red, that crimson shade then spreading down to your breasts. Your naked body glistens with sweat as you moan louder and louder. "I think she's almost there..." Kat giggles as she zooms in with the camera, capturing your humiliation. You try to hold it in but you can't, the vibrations are just too strong. You tilt your head back and make a loud muffled moan, your body shaking atop the sybian. She picks up the remote and switches it off, leaving you a gasping mess on your knees. She then walks over to you and kisses you on the cheek, whispering gently by your ear "Take a minute to catch you breath... then we'll do this all over again."
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Bondage Shoot]] "They're all the same..." Kat giggles as she reaches for the waistband of your pantyhose. "They try to resist..." Before she can finish you wrap your legs around her neck, trapping her in a tight scissorhold. Her eyes go wide in shock, and struggles to free herself. You have her neck caught between your thighs, and you squeeze as hard as you can. She makes a breathless moan, then her eyes flutter as she passes out. You let out a relieved sigh and slide off the bed, then you go to her kitchen and find a knife.
You carefully cut the ropes off of your wrists and arms, slicing at them behind your back. You then put your clothes back on and get ready to leave. You pause as you notice Kat's laptop on a small table in her photography studio. You go over to it, seeing she has her website open. She was already advertising your arrival on her website, and you see she has videos of dozens of girls that she's tricked over the years. You make a frustrated sigh, wondering what you can do. You then realise she's still logged into her account, and a smile spreads across your lips.
You go onto her website and delete all the videos one by one. You find the money she's made from doing this and distribute it evenly between each of the models she tricked. You then email each of them, telling them the website is shutting down and that the payment they received is a final bonus. You feel a little better by the time you're done. But your search for a job has still been a complete failure. You close the laptop with a heavy sigh. It's time to go home Emily.
[[TRY AGAIN?|Giving Up]] You're unable to focus, the pleasure too overwhelming. The vibrator is still buried deeply inside of you, trapped beneath your panties and the stretchy nylon. Any rational thoughts are obliterated by the constant vibrations, wave after wave of pleasure turning your mind to jelly. "They're all the same..." Kat giggles as she takes the waistband of your pantyhose. "They try to resist, but in the end they all give in." She pulls your pantyhose and your panties down your legs, peeling the nylon down to your feet and tossing it aside.
She then takes the vibrator and begins slowly pushing it in and out of you, ravishing you to a steady rhyhm. You feel her lips and her hands all over your body, her tongue licking at your breasts. You can feel the orgasm coming to it's climax, but before it arrives she slips the vibrator out of you. Your eyes look at her pleadingly, your chest heaving up and down. With a teasing smirk she slips off of the bed, grabbing a strap-on from a nearby drawer. She smoothly steps into the straps, pulling it up her legs and tightening it at her hips. The thick dildo points right at you, she lowers to her knees on the bed, spreading your thighs apart as she prepares you for her entry.
You're so overcome with pleasure you forget the camera is still recording, that her thousands of subscribers are about to see you be ravished. She lowers down, laying on top of you and lining up the tip of the strap-on. She then kisses you on the lips, and as her tongue forces its way into your mouth she makes firm thrust with her hips. Your loud moan is muffled by her lips, the strap-on burying deeply inside of you with a single motion. You hear her pleased giggle as she continues to kiss you, then she makes a gyrating motion with her hips, swirling the strap-on around inside of you.
[[CONTINUE|Pleasure END]]Her breasts squash into yours, her body lying fully on top of you. She begins pumping slowly back and forth, drilling the strap-on in and out of you. She begins to gradually pick up speed, her hips pulling back and slamming down. You can feel the heat of her skin against yours, your naked bodies glistening with sweat. There's a wet slapping sound as she builds up to full speed. You can feel the strap-on driving into your warm canal, each firm push causing another pulsing burst of pleasure. You gasp and moan beneath her, helplessly squirming as she ravishes you.
The pleasure builds and builds, until finally it bubbles over and a loud feminine moan escapes your lips. Kat kisses you until you stop moaning, her lips pressing into yours to calm you down. She slowly pulls out of you, leaving you breathless and broken on the bed. She leaves for a brief moment, then returns with the pink silk gag. She ties it between your lips, giving you a fresh dose of chloroform. You're so exhausted from the orgasm that you start to pass out instantly. Kat takes the camera off of the tripod, holding it and getting in close to you.
"Another one for my collection. Hope you like her guys." She says to her fans as she zooms in your sleepy eyes. She goes up and down your naked body with the camera, then she focuses on your face, watching as you fade away. Your eyes flutter closed, and you let out a muffled sigh as the chloform soaked gag overwhelms you. Kat leans in and kisses you on the cheek. She then turns the video off and lets out a satisfied sigh. She ties up your legs and leaves you bound and gagged on the bed. Then she goes to check her website, knowing that this new video is going to be extremely popular.
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Let the photoshoot continue]] It's the last fight of the night and the crowd is mostly drunk. There are loud cheers and applause as you walk through the arena. The ring is lit up brightly, and you walk a straight line toward it. The music they randomly selected is loud and you can barely hear Eliza by your side. You step up into the ring and go into the blue corner. Eliza stands outside of the ropes by your corner, giving you a comforting squeeze on the shoulder. "And now our reigning champion! Roxy!" The ring announcer says into the microphone, his voice booming through the arena.
You look over as Roxy approaches the ring, your eyes wobbling nervously. She has gleaming blonde hair and an athletic build. Her boxing shorts are a shiny white and she wears a pink sports bra. You can see the ripples of muscle in her firm stomach, the bulge to her strong biceps. Her blonde hair is pulled back in a tight ponytail, kept out of the way of her blue eyes and striking features. You notice she's holding a thin metal chain in one of her gloved hands. The chain is a leash, connected to a collar worn by the woman behind her.
The collared woman has short red hair, she's barefoot and is wearing a skimpy pink bikini. You can't see it from where you're standing, but on the back of her bikini bottoms the words 'Property of Roxy' are printed in white. The woman looks embarrassed to be there, her head is tilted down and she's blushing. You motion to the ring announcer and whisper "Who's that woman on the leash?" He smirks and replies "No-one told you? That was Roxy's last opponent. Every time she beats someone she makes them part of her next entrance. I hope you know how to fight kid, because if you lose that collars going on your neck next week."
[[CONTINUE|Boxing]]"Win or lose, she can't make you do that." Eliza says as she gives your shoulder another squeeze. You're not quite sure, you already feel intimidated by Roxy and she hasn't even stepped in the ring. Roxy gives the collared girl a kiss on the cheek and you hear people in the crowd laughing. She then whispers something in her ear. The girl nods rapidly then hurries away. Roxy drops the leash as she steps up to the ring. She steps smoothly through the ropes, then raises her pink boxing gloves to cheers from the crowd. She gives you a playful wink then goes to her corner. "Good luck Em. Just try not to get hurt." Eliza says as she steps down from the ring.
The referee calls you over and gives you a quick rundown of the rules. "Now touch gloves." He says as you look up at Roxy. She slams her gloves into yours, knocking your arms down by your sides. Your throat ripples as you swallow nervously, that brief display of her strength making you even more uneasy. You go back to your corners, there's a brief pause, then the bell rings. The roar of the crowd gets louder as you move toward each other. "You're a cute one. Ever done this before?" Roxy asks with a teasing smile. You keep your gloves up and ignore her, the two of you moving in a slow circle. "Don't wana talk?" She sighs playfully "Fine. Let's get to it."
She suddenly lunges forward, her fist breaking through your defences and slamming into your face. You groan and stagger back as she batters you with a combination of punches. She's so fast you can barely keep up. You manage to duck and dodge a few of her attacks. Then her fist makes a hard thud against your stomach, burying into the soft flesh. She follows it up with an uppercut, sending you flying backward. You stumble into a corner of the ring, your eyes fluttering as you use the ropes to keep yourself standing. You have to choose a strategy Emily. Should you try to evade her and be defensive? Or should you go on the offence and try to attack?
[[Defence]]
[[Offence]]There's no way you're going to be able to take her down. You just have to try and survive for three rounds. You come out of the corner and immediately duck under a right hook. You scurry away from her, keeping your distance. You see her smirk as she realises your tactic. She comes at you again, but each time you quickly dodge then move around the ring to get away. The crowd starts to boo at your evasive tactics, and Roxy calls out to you "These people paid to see a boxing match. You wouldn't want to disappoint them would you?" She begins moving in more carefully, trying to trap you in the corner. Like a hungry predator she gets closer and closer, her feet shifting side to side as she backs you into the corner.
Just before she can strike the bell rings and you breathe a sigh of relief. "See you soon." Roxy says with a playful wink as she heads back to her corner. A stool is set out for you and you sit down with a tired breath. This is more tiring than you realised, just moving around the ring has you exhausted. Your skin has become moist with sweat, your body glistening under the bright lights. Eliza comes into the ring and gives you some water. "That was great. Just keep avoiding her like that. Ignore the crowd." She says reassuringly as she holds the water bottle in place.
You suck the water from the straw then reply breathlessly "Thanks." You share a quick smile with her then she kisses you on the cheek and says "Good luck." You get up from the stool and the bell rings. Roxy wastes no time, she's analysed your strategy and from the first second of round two she dismantles it. She comes at you with an explosiveness not seen in the first round. You try to evade her or block her punches, but she's just too fast. She begins pummelling you with punches, her fists slamming into your stomach and face. With a quick combination she sends you tumbling to the floor, her final punch making you see stars. You collapse with a heavy groan, then you hear the referee counting. Should you just stay down and give up? Or should you try to keep fighting?
[[Stay down]]
[[Get up]]You won't be able to evade her forever. You have to take her down. You make a determined expression and step out of the corner. Roxy laughs as she sees the focus in your eyes. "Oooh you ready to start fighting?" She says as you slowly circle each other. You get a little closer, trying to time your attack. You then throw out a straight jab, which she easily avoids. "So close." She laughs teasingly as she dodges another punch. She then blocks your third attempt, and punches you twice in the face. Her fists are so fast you can't react. There's a blur of pink, then you're left with a throbbing pain in your face.
You groan dizzily and stumble back, then you shake your head and try to clear your hazy vision. You throw out another punch, but she sidesteps it and slams her fist into your stomach. You groan breathlessly and clutch your midsection, then her fist comes up in a strong uppercut, snapping your head back. Your eyes roll around in your head and you stumble away from her. She's just toying with you now, letting you attack her with sloppy, poorly timed punches, then punishing you for it. You're too dazed to change your strategy, you keep coming at her, only for her to block or dodge your punches. She quickly breaks you down, punching you over and over with a brutal effiency.
With one more hard punch to your face she knocks the fight out of you. Your arms hang limply by your sides and you waver unsteadily on your feet. She smirks as she lines up her final blow, then she launches a powerful uppercut, her fist striking right under your chin. The punch takes you off of your feet and land with a hard thud on your back. You stare up at the bright lights, listening to the referee count to ten. The bell rings and the match comes to an end in round one. Roxy places her foot on your chest, making a dominant pose for the crowd. You sigh softly and lay beneath her foot, knowing there's nothing you can do. The match is over. She's beaten you.
[[CONTINUE|Roxy Round one END]]You let out a tired groan as you remain on the floor. The referee counts to ten and the bell rings, bringing the match to an end. Roxy stands over you and plants her foot on your chest, posing for the crowd as they all cheer. You lie beneath her foot moaning softly, then your eyes flutter closed as you black out for a brief moment. Your eyes open to see Eliza helping you to your feet, then a few minutes later you're leaning into her as you go to the locker room. You collapse onto the wooden bench, letting out a deep exhausted breath. Your face is throbbing and each time you breath you feel a sharp pain in your stomach.
"I need to lie down." You moan as you lay on the wooden bench, rolling onto your back and staring at the ceiling. Eliza sits beside you with a worried expression. Suddenly the door opens and Roxy comes walking in. She's no longer wearing her boxing gloves, and in her hand is the collar and metal leash. "Looks like I really messed up that pretty face." She laughs as she comes over to you. Eliza springs to her feet and gets in front of you, blocking Roxy as she says "Just get out of here! You've already won!" Roxy dangles the collar on the leash and replies "That's not how this works. For the next week your girlfriend belongs to me. I'll let her go when I get a new toy to play with."
Eliza looks at the collar then up at Roxy as she moans "You... you can't..." Roxy steps closer, getting in her face with a menacing snarl "I kicked her butt so I can do anything I want, and if you try to stop me I'll do the same to you." Eliza lowers her head and whimpers "Please... just let us go home..." Roxy glances past her to you, seeing your bruised face as she says "Hmmm... well it does look like she needs her rest. It's no fun when my toys are too beaten up. I'll make you a deal..." She reaches out and grabs Eliza's chin, tilting her head up to look her in the eyes as she says "I'll let your girlfriend go. But you have to take her place."
[[CONTINUE|Eliza Roxy END]]You struggle to your feet, getting up just before the referee counts to nine. He asks you if you want to continue and you make a determined nod. Roxy comes at you again, smiling as she says "So brave." She begins destroying you again, hitting a quick combination to your stomach then punching you hard in the face. Each punch feels like it could knock you out. Your vision becomes blurry and you stumble around the ring. She pulls back her fist, lining up a final punch. Then the bell rings and you're saved. "Tougher than you look." She says with a small laugh as she goes back to her corner. You stagger to your corner and collapse onto the stool. Everything hurts and your ears are ringing.
Your face has become bruised and you can taste blood in your mouth. You look across the ring, seeing Roxy smiling happily. She looks the same as when you started, her smooth skin unblemished, her body showing no signs of tiredness. Just looking at her makes you afraid, your face throbbing from how many times she's punched you. "I'm throwing in the towel. This is crazy Em." Eliza says as she holds your water. You take a slow sip from the straw then reply "It's just one more round. I can do this." Eliza looks at you nervously, seeing how beaten up you are, how your chest is heaving up and down with each breath. "Okay... But I really think you should stop." She replies as she gently pats you down with a towel.
You force yourself to your feet and the bell rings. You're so tired you can barely lift your gloves. "This is my favourite part." Roxy says as she circles you, grinning happily. "Look at you. Just begging to be finished off." She darts in and punches you in the stomach, making you wheeze as you stagger back. She then hits you with a few quick punches to the face, knocking your head side to side. "Time to go to sleep." She says teasingly, then her fist launches forward, hitting you in the centre of your face. You fall straight back, landing with a thump on the mat. You stare dizzily at the bright lights as the referee begins to count. "Stay down Em!" You hear Eliza yelling. Should you do as she says?
[[Stay down this time]]
[[Try to finish round three]]With a soft sigh you let your eyes flutter closed. You hear the referee counting to ten, then you feel Roxy's boot on your chest as she poses for the audience. The loud roar of the crowd fades away and everything goes black as you pass out. You remain in the darkness for a long time, then early the next morning your eyes open. You're laying in a hospital bed, and you see Eliza asleep in the chair next to you. Her eyes open and she smiles as she says "Hey. You're awake." With a big yawn she gets out of the chair to stand next to you.
She explains that you were taken to the hospital after passing out, and that you've been here all night. "Also... I'm sorry to say this..." She says as she gives your hand a comforting squeeze "But I don't think your boxing career is going to take off." You let out a sad sigh as you say "Thanks for staying with me. This was so stupid. I don't know what I was thinking." The nurse soon comes to see you. She gives you a quick check up and tells you that you just need to rest. Another job has come to an end Emily, it's time to go home.
[[CONTINUE|Giving Up]] "I can do this..." You groan as you push yourself up. Roxy has her back to you, posing for the crowd with a wide grin. "Seriously?" She says with a roll of her eyes as she notices you getting up. The referee asks if you want to continue and you make a determined nod. "Are you enjoying getting beaten up?" Roxy asks as she hits you with a few light punches. She's barely trying now, her arms lazily shooting out with a few simple combinations. You suddenly duck under one of her punches, then you launch yourself upward and punch her in the face.
You put your whole body into the punch, driving your fist into her as hard as you can. You first makes a firm thud against her face, and she takes one step back. She blinks in shock, staring at you in disbelief. Then her expression turns to a furious glare as she growls "You're fucking dead." Any playfulness disappears, and she comes at you with a terrifyng intensity. You try to throw out another punch but she knocks your fist aside like a minor annoyance. She then punches you in the face, sending you stumbling back across the ring. You realise she's been holding back this whole time.
The full force of her punches are utterly devestating. She knocks you back into a corner, her fists slamming into you. She works on your stomach for a few seconds, hitting you like you're a punching bag. Her arms shoot back and forth like pistons, her muscles bulging as she never slows down. You try to defend your midsection and she immediately begins punching you in the face. After three hard punches you begin to slide down in the corner, but she just grabs you and props you back up. "You had your chance to stay down." She snarls as she drapes your arms over the ropes to keep you up. "Now I'm going to destroy you."
[[CONTINUE|Punched END]]"Perfect." Bill says as he looks you up and down, his eyes blatantly focusing on your legs and your breasts. He then moves his chair back from his desk. "Now come here." He says with a stern inflection. You walk round the desk, your hips swaying side to side in your skimpy he shorts. As you walk up to Bill he grabs your arm and pulls you across his lap, laying you down on your stomach. He rests a hand on your lower back, keeping you in place as you try to wriggle free. "Hey!" You moan as your long legs kick up and down. "What are you doing?" You feel him giving your shorts a firm tug, driving the soft fabric even deeper into the crevice of your rear.
"I can't have you leaving and coming back every other week." He says calmly as he rests his hand on your butt. "It's important for a girl like you to learn that actions have consequences." You feel him gently rubbing your behind, warming your soft skin for the coming punishment. "When I'm done you're going to apologise for leaving, then get back to work. Is that understood?" You stop struggling, and with a soft sigh you say "Yes... I understand." He pats your behind gently and replies "Good girl." He then lifts his hand in the air and brings it slamming down. The flat of his palm makes a hard SMACK! against your juicy rump. You gasp in pain, then he lifts his hand and spanks you again.
You have to bite your lip to hold back the tears. He spanks you over and over, using all his strength in every smack. A throbbing pain shoots through your bottom, the soft skin turning red beneath your shiny pantyhose. After a few minutes he pulls down your shorts and your tights, then he continues the spanking, his hand now hitting your naked flesh. Eventually you can't hold it in any longer and tears trickle down your cheeks. You make sad sobbing moans as he breaks the last of your spirit. He keeps going and going, each smack ringing out loudly. Then finally he stops, letting out a satisfied sigh as he says "Now. Do you have something to tell me?"
[[CONTINUE|Bill Broken]]"Thanks." You sigh as Eliza helps to take off your gloves. You're sitting with her in the locker room. You're a little bruised and embarrassed, and you just want to go home. She puts the gloves into your gym bag and says "Let's get out of here, you need a shower and a long nights sleep." Just as you're standing up the door swings open. Roxy comes walking in, holding the leash and collar in one hand. "There you are." She grins excitedly as she walks toward you. Eliza stands in front of you, blocking Roxy as she says "Get out of here! It was just a boxing match, you're not putting a collar on... OOFFF!!" Roxy punches her in the stomach and Eliza lets out a breathless wheeze.
Her eyes bulge and she crumples to the floor. She passes out from the single punch, falling to her knees then flopping onto her side. "Eliza!" You gasp as you watch her eyes flutter closed. You try to crouch down to help her, but Roxy grabs a handful of your hair, pulling you in close. "For the next week you're mine." She snarls menacingly. "The... the next week?" You moan as tears fill your eyes. "Yep." Roxy laughs "Until I get a new opponent to destroy next week, you're coming home with me. Now hold still." She loops the collar around your neck and tightens it securely, making sure the pressure is firm to your throat.
"No! Please stop!" You moan as you try to pull the collar off. She suddenly puts her fist right in your face and says sternly. "You can either come with me. Or I can beat the shit out of you and your girlfriend. What's it going to be?" You look at Eliza on the floor and whimper "Okay... just... please don't hurt her..." Roxy laughs and suddenly kisses you, forcing her lips to yours. She pushes her tongue into your mouth, moaning in delight as she swirls it around. She then pulls her lips away, purring "So tasty." as she looks into your watery eyes. "Now come on. I need a nice long foot massage after that fight." She gives the leash a firm tug, and you follow her out of the locker room.
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Boxing]] "Eliza... No..." You moan as you try to sit up. Then you feel a sharp pain in your stomach and you have to lie back down again. Eliza sees how hurt you are, and as she looks at you Roxy whispers in her ear "Either I take her or you." Eliza sighs and hangs her head as she replies "Okay fine. I'll go with you. Just leave Emily alone." Roxy laughs and wraps her arms around Eliza, pulling her in for a passionate kiss. Eliza moans and wriggles in Roxy's strong grip. Roxy keeps her lips pressed to Eliza's, forcing her tongue down her throat. After a long kiss she pulls her mouth away and says "Now hold still."
She loops the collar around Eliza's neck and tightens it. She then gives her another quick kiss on the lips. After kissing her she grabs Eliza by the waist and hoists her up onto her shoulder. Eliza makes a small gasp at being so easily manhandled, her hips wriggling side to side atop Roxy's shoulder. Roxy gives Eliza's butt a firm smack and says "Settle down. You're mine now." Eliza moans and goes limp, letting her legs dangle in front of Roxy's chest. "Let her go..." You groan as you force yourself to your feet. You manage to get up, but Roxy just steps toward you and gives you a quick punch in the stomach.
You moan and drop to your knees, clutching your midsection. You then look up at Roxy, seeing her looming over you with your girlfriend draped over her shoulder. "Kicked your ass and stole your girl." She laughs as she gives Eliza's rump a firm squeeze. "And there's nothing you can do about it. See you later loser." She winks at you and gives Eliza's butt a hard smack. Then she turns around and carries her away. "No..." You whimper as you watch the dominant blonde stealing Eliza from you. She was right Emily, there's nothing you can do. You'll just have to wait until her match next week, hopefully she'll be bored of Eliza by then.
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Defence]] You see her pink gloves flying at you over and over. Each hard hit against your face knocks you out for a brief moment, then the pain wakes you back up. "She's had enough!" Eliza screams as she throws in a white towel. Even the crowd are starting to get quiet, your bruised and bloody face reducing the cheers. The referee runs in and tries to pull Roxy away from you, but she turns on him, and with one hard punch she knocks him out.
He collapses to the floor and she focuses on you again as she growls "No-ones stopping this. You stepped in the ring with me, this is what you get." She begins punching you again, her gloves becoming stained by your blood. After three final hard punches she hits you with an uppercut that snaps your head up in the air. Even your arms on the ropes aren't enough to hold you. Your whole body goes limp and you slip down, crumpling to the floor at her feet. "Pathetic." Roxy says as she looks down at you. She then steps out of the ring and walks away.
"Em!" Eliza shrieks as she rushes over to you. You're a bloody mess, your eyes closed as you take slow breaths. She pulls you into her arms, feeling your breathing getting slower and slower. "We need an ambulance! Right now!" She yells out as you tremble in her arms. Unfortunately it's too late and the damage to your fragile feminine form has been done. You take a final few breaths, then with a soft sigh you pass away in the ring. Eliza watches you go, tears trickling down her cheeks. It was a brave thing to try and keep going Emily. But sometimes you should just stay down.
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Get up]] "I'm sorry I left..." You whimper through the tears. "You were right. This job is the only thing I can do. I should've realised that. I won't leave again, I promise." As you cry and apologise he rubs his hand on your sore bottom, making a slow circular motion as he feels the heat. "I forgive you Emily." He says calmly, then he pulls the waistband of your pantyhose, and your shorts back up into place. He gives your butt a gentle pat then helps you off of his lap. You stand shyly in front of him, looking down at your feet as you wipe away the tears. He gets up and wraps his arms around you, hugging you to his chest.
"I only treat you girls like this because you need strong guidance. You need to be kept in line. You understand that don't you?" You're too broken down to argue, and you whimper softly "Yes." He smiles and rubs your back as he says soothingly "Good girl. But from now on you'll refer to me properly. Want to try that again?" You make a small nod and reply "Yes sir." He seems satisfied and releases you from the hug. He gently holds your slender arms, looking down at you as he says "That's better. Now that you've come to your senses it's time to get back to work."
"I'll need you to do a late shift today. You can start now, then help us close up by the end of the night." You've done these twelve hour shifts before, and you know how hard they can be. But you're just grateful to have your job back, and you reply softly "Yes sir. Thank you." He turns you around and gives you a pat on the butt as he says "Off you go. Speak to Alice about getting you on the rota." You wince at the pat of your sore behind, then you hurry out of the room. Looks like it's time to get to work Emily. You've given up on trying to find any other job. This is your life now.
[[CONTINUE|Legs Up]]After three hours your feet are already starting to hurt. A big football game has just ended, and you've been rushing around non-stop. The customers keep putting their hands on you, subtly feeling the curve of your waist or pinching your bottom as you walk past. You don't want to get in trouble so you remain quiet, making frustrated sighs every time it happens. Your rump is still sore from the spanking, and you just want to do a good job so you don't get punished again. Now that the football game is over the place has gotten quieter. It's between the lunch rush and the dinner rush. Things will pick up later but for now you can finally slow down.
You're wiping down a few of the tables when Alice comes up to you. She's a little older than most of the girls here. She's worked here for a long time and is basically the second in command. "Hey for your first day back I got something for ya." She says as she motions to a corner of the bar. You see a man with messy blonde hair and thick gold rimmed glasses. He's wearing a large coat indoors, and he has a creepy smile on his thin lips. "You want me to serve him?" You say with a nervous expression. She nods and replies "He's a little weird but he's a great tipper. Trust me you want to stay on his good side."
Getting a big tip does sound nice, so far most of your customers have just been groping you for free. "Okay, I got it. Thanks Alice." You say as you pick up a notepad for his order. You put on a big warm smile and walk over to him. "Hey! What can I get for you today?" You say in a girlish voice as you stand beside his booth. He looks you up and down with his creepy grin before he replies "I'll have a beer, and I'll buy you a drink too." He slides over in the booth and pats the seat next to him as he says "Got a spot for you right here. Just one drink won't hurt." When it's quiet you're allowed to spend more time with the customers, especially if they tip well. But this guy is creeping you out. What do you want to do Emily?
[[Join him for a drink]]
[[Politely refuse]]"Sure I'll join you for one drink." You say with a nervous smile. You go over to the bar and get him a beer. You then pour a soda for yourself and come back to the booth. You set the drinks down then slide into the booth. "You're new here aren't you?" He says before taking a long sip of his beer. You shyly drink from your glass, feeling the bubbles on your tongue as you reply "Kinda yeah. I used to work here last year, then I was gone for six months..." You suddenly feel a small sting of pain in your thigh. You look down to see him tucking a needle back into his jacket pocket. "Wh... what..." You mumble as your speech becomes slurred.
"Shhhh. Everything's going to be alright." He says soothingly as he strokes your leg, his hand gliding over the nylon. You feel dizzy but strangely calm, your body unable to move as he feels up and down your thigh. He makes sure no-ones watching, then he gives each of your breasts a firm squeeze. You sit there unresponsive to his groping hands, a dazed look in your eyes. After squeezing your breasts he reads your nametag and says "Look at me Emily." He rests his hand on your leg under the table. Alice glances over but it looks like you're just talking with him, and she goes back to serving the other customers.
He stares deeply into your eyes as he says "You want to come home with me. You will come home with me. I am planting a hypnotic command in your mind. For the rest of your shift you will act completely normal, then when you leave tonight you will see a white van outside. You will walk straight to the van and get inside. Do you understand?" Whatever he's drugged you with as made you susceptible to his control. Your eyes are dizzy and you make a small nod. In a girlish tone you reply "Yes... I understand..." He smiles as he sees how easy you are to manipulate. He then glances across the bar to check the coast is clear before planting a kiss on your lips.
[[CONTINUE|Arthur Bar END]]"Thanks! That's so nice of you. I'm just super busy right now though, so I'll just get your beer..." His hand suddenly shoots out and he grabs your wrist, holding you in place. "I'm a nice guy." He says as he stares up at you through his thick glasses "You don't want to have a drink with me?" Your slender wrist is caught in his firm grip. You look nervously at Alice but she's across the room and not paying you any attention. "Like I said... I'm a little busy right now..." You groan as you try to pull away from him. Then with one firm yank you get your wrist free. You hurry over to the bar and get a bottle of beer, then you go back to the booth and set it down on the table.
"Now, can I get you something to eat?" You ask as you hold your pen over the small notepad. He slowly runs his hand up the back of your leg, cupping the left side of your behind as he says "I just want to spend time with you." He gives your bottom a firm squeeze and you quickly step back, getting out of arms reach. "Well if you change your mind about food just let me know." You say with a forced smile, then you turn around and hurry away. He stays for half an hour, slowly sipping his beer. Then without a word he leaves you a one hundred dollar tip, along with a scrap of paper. You pick up the paper, seeing it has his name 'Arthur' and his phone number on it.
You roll your eyes and throw away the paper. You then make a small smile at the hundred dollar tip and tuck it into your bra. The rest of the day goes smoothly, you serve drinks and food, the customers get a little loud and a little handsy, but nothing interesting happens. By the end of the night you're exhausted, your feet are sore and you can't wait to sit down. As you're cleaning up at the bar the phone rings and you pick it up. "Sorry we're closing..." You start to say, then you hear Arthur's raspy voice "Need me to pick you up?" It startles you and you quickly hang up. You feel a shiver run down your spine, and you look through the windows at the dark street outside with a sense of dread. Should you call the police? Or call Eliza to pick you up?
[[Call the police]]
[[Call Eliza]]You glance over your shoulder to make sure no-one is watching, then you call the police station. You explain that you have a bad feeling about Arthur and that you think someone should look into him. "A bad feeling?" The woman on the phone replies "Look Emily a guy being a creep isn't..." Before she can continue you hear someone speaking to her, there's a long pause then she comes back to the phone. "That was Maria." The woman sighs "She said we have to look into this, because if we don't you'll do it yourself and cause trouble. She also said to bring you along. I'll be there in five minutes."
A small excited smile spreads across your lips. You quickly hide it then continue cleaning up. You finish closing and Alice sends you home. The police car is waiting outside by the time you step out. You see a young police officer in a tight blue fitting uniform. She has red hair and shiny green eyes. She waves you over and calls out "In the back Emily." You nod and get in the back seat. "This is just a quick housecall and you're going to stay in the car the entire time. Got it?" She asks sternly as she looks over her shoulder at you.
Your head bobs up and down as you nod and reply "Got it." She puts the car into drive and heads down the road. The streets of Greenfield are dark and quiet, the soft rumble of the cars wheels breaking the silence. You sit on the backseat with one leg crossed over the other, your hands resting in your lap. 'This isn't an investigation... I'm just a concerned citizen' You say in your head. But deep down you can feel the excitement building. Your agreement with Ling. Your promise to Eliza. None of it seems to matter, your body tingling as the car gets closer to it's destination.
[[CONTINUE|Arthur]]You call Eliza and tell her you'll be leaving soon. You almost tell her about Arthur, but at the last second you decide not to say anything. "I'll be waiting in the car park. See you soon." She says before hanging up. You continue cleaning up for just over twenty minutes. You and Alice are the last to leave. She locks the doors and gets in her car. As she drives away you scan the car park. You see Eliza is parked next to a white van. You make a pleased smile and hurry toward the car. As you get closer you realise Eliza is unconscious in the drivers seat. Your brow furrows with concern and you begin running to the drivers side door.
"Eliza? What happened?" You say as you pull at the door handle. Suddenly the side door to the van opens and Arthur grabs you. He pulls you into the van and slams the door shut, sealing you inside. He throws you to the ground and pounces on top of you. A cloth presses to your mouth and nose, silencing your scared scream. "MMmmppphh!!!" You moan desperately against the cloth, smelling the familiar scent of chloroform. You can feel it going deep into your lungs, sapping you of your strength. He must've knocked Eliza out before you cam outside, and now he's doing the same to you.
With each breath you feel yourself becoming more weak and tired. His weight on top of you is keeping you pinned down, your slender form completely trapped. You look up into his eyes as your vision begins to blur. You see him smiling as he watches you fade away, your glassy eyes slowly fluttering closed. You make a final struggling motion beneath him, then with a soft sigh you go limp. "Don't worry. I'm going to take good care of you." He whispers as you pass out. He waits until your eyes are fully closed, then he slowly peels the cloth away. He reveals your feminine features, then leans down and plants a kiss on your lips.
[[CONTINUE|Arthur Car Park END]]He lives in a suburban neighbourhood, the car drives down rows of identical houses then comes to a stop. "Okay I'm just going to go talk to him. Stay here." The officer says as she begins to get out. "Wait." You lean forward and say "I didn't get your name." She makes a small smile and says "It's Jane" She continues trying to get out of the car as you say "Good luck. If you need backup just..." She gets out and looks sternly at you as she says "Stay in the car."
She then slams the door closed. You watch from the backseat as she walks up to the front door. The house is pristine, you'd never guess he would live in a place like this. The door opens and you see Arthur, he's still wearing that large bulky coat, as if it's a part of him. He smiles at Jane and they speak for a few seconds, then you see him inviting her inside. "Don't go in there..." You whisper softly.
But Jane doesn't heed your advice and she steps inside. The door closes and you're left alone in the car, sitting on a dark street. As you sit there time passes slowly. Ten minutes go by, then fifteen, then twenty. "What are you doing in there?" You moan softly as you stare at the front door. You know she told you to stay in the car, but you're getting really worried. Should you get out and snoop around his house? Or should you just stay put?
[[Stay in the car]]
[[Investigate the house]]"Where is she?" You sigh softly as you continue to wait. You fiddle nervously with your fingers, your hands nestled in your lap. Your shoe taps impatiently on the floor, your knee bouncing up and down. Another ten minutes go by, then finally the front door opens. You make a relieved sigh as you hear it opening. Then you turn your head and see Arthur walking toward you. He has that creepy smile on his face, and it looks like he's holding something in his coat pocket. He walks up to the car then opens the door to the backseat and begins to lean inside. "Hey! What are you doing?!" You shriek as he tries to grab you.
He clambers into the back of the car with you, trying to hold you down. You struggle against him, flailing your limbs and slapping weakly at him. "Where's Jane?! What have you... Mmmppphhh!!!" He suddenly presses a damp cloth to your mouth and nose, forcing you to inhale the scent of chloroform. He lies down fully on top of you, keeping you pinned to the backseat. You try to push him away, but his free hand catches one of your wrists, grabbing it and forcing it down beside your head. He has you caught now, trapped beneath him as he makes you breathe in the chloroform. With every breath you can feel it swirling deeply into your lungs.
You make a small squirming motion beneath him, moaning into the cloth as you realise he's got you. Your eyes begin to droop down, and as you fall asleep he whispers. "Did you think that pretty police officer was going to stop me?" He smirks as he continues "You'll be joining her soon. Now take deep breaths and go to sleep. That's it.." You make a muffled sigh, your glass eyes fluttering closed. He watches you fading away, your slender body going limp beneath him. He then peels the cloth away, revealing your motionless features. "Such a pretty girl." He sighs. Then he leans down and plants a kiss on your lips.
[[CONTINUE|Arthur Car END]]"She's been in there for too long." You say out loud as you stare at the house. You take a deep breath then you open the car door and step out into the night air. You know you shouldn't be doing this, but you don't care. You walk around the house slowly, peering in the windows and listening for any sounds. It's quiet and the lights are off. You go round the back, then you notice one of the windows is slightly ajar. You walk quietly up to the window and push it fully open. You then climb inside, entering his kitchen. You press your white sneakers softly to the floor. You pause for a moment, looking down at your skimpy outfit as you sigh. "This really isn't the right outfit to be doing this in..."
With no other choice you begin looking around. The house seems strangely empty, and as you leave the kitchen you notice the door to the basement has been left open. You can feel your heart pounding in your chest. Whatever he's doing to Jane it's happening down there. You walk to the basement door, then begin slowly descending the wooden steps. As you come down into the basement you see it's mostly empty. There's a workstation with a few tools hanging on the wall, in one corner there are some cardboard boxes stacked up. You then notice a fridge freezer against one wall.
There's something about it that just seems out of place down here. You approach the fridge and place your hand against it. It feels lighter than it should, and you give it a firm push. It slides to the side, revealing a hidden doorway. You step toward the doorway, seeing a concrete staircase that leads even further down. You hesitate at the staircase, a shiver running down your spine. You then think of Jane. She's only here tonight because of you. With another deep breath you begin to head down, your legs making a small tremble with every step.
[[CONTINUE|Arthurs Basement]]The soft wet kiss continues for a few seconds then he peels his lips away. "You will not remember any of this. You will be happy and calm for the rest of your shift. Then you will come home with me." He stares into your eyes as he forces the words into your mind. He then kisses you again and squeezes each of your breasts. He lets out a happy sigh and drops a pill into your soda. "Drink up" He says gleefully as he hands you the glass. The pill quickly dissolves and you drink it with the soda. It wipes away the dizzy feeling, leaving you refreshed and a little confused. You can't remember the last few minutes, and you look around remembering where you are.
You then look at your glass, realising that it's empty. "Oh..." You say softly as you rub your head. "I should probably get back to work." He grins at you as he says "Sure. Don't let me stop you." You slide out of the booth and continue cleaning up around the restaurant. You don't even notice when he leaves, but when you look over the booth is empty. The rest of the night goes smoothly, you serve drinks and food, the customers get a little loud and a little handsy, but nothing interesting happens. By the end of the night you're exhausted, your feet are sore and you can't wait to sit down. You finish closing up with Alice then you walk to a white van that's waiting outside.
The side door to the van opens and you step inside, then it slides closed behind you. As the door closes you realise you have no idea why you've just stepped into this van. "What..." You start to say, then he grabs you, pressing a damp cloth to your mouth and nose. "Mmmpphhh...." You make a small struggle as he lowers you to the floor. The chloroform knocks you out in seconds, leaving you unconscious on the floor in your skimpy outfit. "Such a pretty girl." He sighs as he peels the cloth away. He presses his lips to yours then hurries to the drivers seat. The van takes off down the road, taking you to your new home, never to be seen again.
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Legs Up]] He makes a soft suckling noise at your lips, then slowly peels his mouth away. He tucks the cloth into his pocket and prepares you to be transported. Attached to the metal floor of his van are multiple ratchet straps. He moves your body to the centre of the van, then begins running the straps horizontally across you. Five straps squeeze into your legs, and another five your torso, keeping your limp form tightly pinned to the floor. He then takes a roll of duct tape and tears off a single strip. He smooths down the tape over your lips, sealing your mouth shut just in case you wake up.
"Such a pretty girl." He sighs as he looks at you lying on the floor bound and gagged. He then goes to the drivers seat and starts the engine. Eliza remains deeply asleep as the van pulls away. She never got a good look at Arthur's face, and when she awakens you'll be long gone. He drives slowly and calmly down the dark roads, eventually arriving in a suburban neighbourhood. He drives up to one of the houses, stopping in front of the garage. He takes a remote from his pocket and taps a button, making the garage door roll open. He then drives inside and shuts the engine off. You haven't moved an inch the entire time, the ratchet straps keeping you secure.
The garage door rolls down and Arthur gets out of the truck. You look like a life size doll laying in his van, as if he's bought you from a store and taken you home. He unclips the ratchet straps and pulls you up into a sitting position, your legs dangling over the edge of the van. Then in one smooth motion he hoists you up onto his shoulder. Your long legs dangle in front of his chest, making a soft shine in your silky pantyhose. He gives your bottom a firm squeeze, feeling the fabric of your skimpy shorts. He then wraps an arm around your thighs and carries you into the house, taking you down into his basement...
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Politely refuse]] He tucks the cloth in his pocket and takes a quick look around. The street is quiet at this time of night, and no-ones watching. He then grabs your legs and drags you toward the edge of the backseat. He pulls you up into a sitting position, then wraps his arms around your waist. In one smooth motion he hoists you up onto his shoulder. You slump into place, your bottom sticking up in the air, your legs dangling in front of his chest. He wraps an arm around your thighs, squeezing them together. Then he closes the back door and brazenly carries you to his house.
If anyone looked out of their window they would see the helpless girl being kidnapped. But no-one does, and he soon has you inside. He closes the front door then takes you through his house. The door to his basement is already open and he carries you down the stairs. He then takes you through a hidden doorway, to another staircase that leads even further down. As he carries you down the stairs he strokes your legs, his hands gliding up and down your shiny pantyhose. He then gives your shapely rump a firm squeeze as he says "I'm so glad I found you, and that pretty police officer. The perfect additions to my collection..."
He takes you down to a long hallway that resembles a prison. You pass by thick metal doors, until he stops at one and opens it, revealing a small prison cell. He takes you inside and lays you down on the bed. "I'll be back for you soon." He says as he leans over you. "Once I have the police officer settled in..." He lowers down and kisses you on the lips. Then he stands up and walks out of the room. The metal door makes a hard thud as it closes, then the sound of it being locked can be heard. You remain unconscious and splayed out on the bed, unaware that you've become his prisoner.
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Arthur]] At the bottom of the steps there's a thick metal door. You push it open to reveal a long hallway. It looks like a prison down here. Along the hallway there are metal doors on the left and right, each one has a small slot that can be opened and closed to look inside. You approach the closest door and slide open the slot. You see a small prison cell, and inside it a young woman wearing an identical uniform to you. She's lying curled up on the bed, but as she sees you she hops to her feet. "Oh my god..." She says as she rushes over to you. "You've got to get me out of here." She whispers in a panicked voice as she comes up to the slot.
"That psycho's been keeping me here form months. There are a bunch of us down here." You nod and reply in a comforting tone, trying to hide your fear as you say "I'm going to find the keys for these doors. Just hold on." You continue down the hallway, opening a few of the other slots to look inside. He has almost a dozen young women imprisoned down here. He's chosen girls like you. Girls who won't be missed. At the end of the hall you see one of the doors is left open. You carefully look inside, seeing Arthur lying on top of Jane. He's stripped her to her bra and panties, and he has her on the bed.
He's kissing her and groping her half naked body. She looks dazed and tired, her sleepy eyes half closed. You see he has a damp cloth on the bed. He must've subdued her with chloroform. Nearby the bed is her uniform, along with her belt. On the belt you see her gun, it's so close, only a few steps away. You glance over our shoulder, unsure of what to do. You could try to leave and call for help. Arthur must have the keys for the prison cells on him. If you get Jane's gun you could try to get the keys from him. What do you want to do Emily?
[[Grab the gun]]
[[Sneak away]]You sneak slowly into the room, getting closer and closer to Jane's belt. You can hear Arthur kissing her, making a soft suckling noise. You crouch down and pull the gun from it's holster, then you stand up straight and point it at him. "Get away from her!!" You yell as you keep the gun level. He turns around, looking confused at first then smiling at you. "You're here." He says calmly as he gets off of Jane, leaving her unconscious and sprawled out on the bed. "I was going to bring you here. But you came on your own." His voice is eerily calm, and he doesn't acknowledge the gun you have pointed at him.
"You're going to open these cells, and let every girl go. Right now!" You try to raise your voice, but he just smiles at you and says "You need to calm down. I can help you." He picks up the damp cloth from the bed, then begins to slowly advance on you "St... stop... Stop!" You yell as you back away from him, the gun trembling in your hand. "I'm serious! I'll shoot you!" You yell in a scared voice, your eyes wobbling with fear. You back out of the room and into the hall, shuffling your feet backward as he continues to advance. "You're not going to shoot me." He replies as he looks deeply into your eyes.
"You're a good girl. You couldn't hurt a fly." He keeps getting closer and you try to squeeze the trigger. Then suddenly he lunges forward, grabbing the gun and pushing it up. You fire the gun and the bullet slams into the ceiling above you. He pushes you back against the wall behind you. He keeps the gun raised in one hand, and presses the cloth to your face with the other. He has you now, the gun tightly gripped, the cloth clamped over your mouth and nose. Your opportunity to stop him has gone, and you make muffled moans as you become just another of his victims.
[[CONTINUE|Arthur Gun END]]You begin to slowly back away, making each footstep as quiet as possible. You back halfway down the hall, then you turn around and begin quickly walking. "Hey! Where are you going?!" One of the girls yells out in a panicked tone. "I'm coming back..." You try to whisper, then you suddenly see Arthur coming out of the room. "Hello." He says with a creepy smile "I hope you like it down here. I already have your room picked out." You make a scared gasp and run to the stairs. You can hear him chasing after you as you sprint up the steps. You run right into the basement then up the next flight of steps. You run through the living room straight to the front door.
You pull at the handle but it wont open. It's locked and you're too overwhelmed by panic to open it. "I'm not going to hurt you. Don't be scared." Arthur says by the door to the basement. You spin round, seeing he has the damp cloth in his hand. "Stay away from me!" You scream as he begins to slowly walk forward. You look to the stairs to your left, and with no other option you run toward them. He swipes at your leg but you hop over his hand. You run up to the second floor of his house, looking around frantically for somewhere to go. You pick a door at random and run inside, slamming it closed behind you. The door has a key in the keyhole on this side, and you quickly lock it.
You then spin round and make a scared gasp. The walls in this room are covered in photographs, each one showing a young woman that Arthur has been stalking. Against one wall is a small wooden desk, and you see your photographs sitting on it. He took multiple photo's of you at work today, zooming in on your body in your tight outfit. There's a window opposite you that looks out onto the street. You rush over to it and try to open it, but the window is closed and locked. You bang your fists against the glass, screaming for help. You then hear Arthur slamming his shoulder against the door, trying to break it open. You can try to break the glass, or you could try an old trick from your days as a girl detective. What do you want to do Emily?
[[Try to break the glass]]
[[Pretend to faint]]You run over to the desk and pick up the wooden chair. You lift it as high as you can, your slender arms trembling from the effort. You then run to the window and throw the chair at it. You throw it as hard as you can, but you're just not strong enough. The chair bounces off of the glass and clatters to the floor. You try to pick up the chair to throw it again. Then the door bursts open and Arthur comes into the room. "You don't need to be scared. I'm going to take good care of you." He says calmly as he walks forward. You see the damp cloth in his hand and you make a scared whimper.
You're trapped in the small room, nowhere to run or hide. You swivel round and rush to the window, making one last attempt to call for help "Please some help! Please I...MMMmmppphhh!!" He comes up behind you and presses the cloth to your mouth and nose. His other hand slips around your waist, taking a firm hold of your midsection. He pulls you away from the window, then waits for you to inhale the chloroform. You struggle and moan in his firm grip, but he's far stronger than you, your feminine figure easily overwhelmed. With each breath you become weaker and more tired, your feeble struggles slowly dying down.
"Do you see each of these photo's?" He whispers calmly in your ear as he chloroforms you. "They were just like you. Lost in the world. So scared and afraid. And now they don't have to worry about anything. Now I keep them safe." You try to plead with him, but your words are muffled by the cloth. You can feel your body going numb, your legs trembling as you lean back against his chest. "That's it..." He whispers soothingly "Deep breaths. Just go to sleep." Your chest rises and falls, pulling the chloroform deeper. Your eyes glaze over and you stare off into the distance. Then with a mewling sigh you fade away, succumbing to the chloroform as you sink into a deep sleep.
[[CONTINUE|Arthur Last END]]"Okay... I can do this." You say nervously as you face the door. He bangs his shoulder into it a few more times, then it finally breaks open. "No! No please!" You say in your most girlish tone. You then moan softly and flutter your eyelids. "Please... don't..." You whimper as you make your legs wobble. You then dramatically crumple to floor. You fall onto your back, pretending to faint. You let out a soft sigh and close your eyes, then you go limp and wait, hoping he'll believe your perfor
mance. You hear him walking slowly toward you, then he crouches down. You feel his hand stroking up your leg, over your flat stomach, then over the soft mounds of your breasts. "So delicate..." He sighs as he takes your chin, tilting your head side to side. He then strokes your arm down to your wrist. He lifts your arm up and lets it flop down, checking that you've gone fully limp. Just like the other times you've tried this it's worked. He thinks you've fainted from fear, that you're so fragile and helpless you've simply passed out.
Your enemies always underestimate you, and in the end you always prove them wrong. He wraps his arms around your waist, hoisting you up from the floor. He easily manhandles your slender form, getting you to your feet, then draping you over his shoulder. You fall into the familiar pose, bent over your captors shoulder with your bottom sticking up in the air. You feel him stroking the back of your thighs, then he gives your butt a firm squeeze. "Lets get you to your room." He says as he pats your rump. He then wraps an arm around your legs and carries you away.
[[CONTINUE|Arthur Wrap]]He carries you downstairs and back into his personal prison. "No... he got her..." You hear one of the girls moan as they watch you being carried down the hall. He takes you the cell that Jane is in, then he carries you into the room opposite. "I'll be back in just a second." He says as he lays you down on the bed. He plants a kiss on your lips, then leaves you lying on your back. You wait a few seconds then quickly sit up. You see him walking back into Jane's prison cell. He unclips the handcuffs from her belt, then begins handcuffing her to the metal frame of the bed. You quietly slip off your shoes and stand up, pressing your stockinged feet to the floor.
The nylon on your feet makes each footstep silent. You sneak out of your room and into the one with Jane. You crouch down and unclip the tazer from her belt, then you slowly approach Arthur. He tightens the first cuff onto Jane's wrist, then he loops it round one of the metal bars on the headstand. Just as he's securing her second wrist he senses a presence behind him. He begins to turn round, then you lunge forward. You press the tazer to the side of his neck, your thumb pushing down the button. You hear the crackle of electricity and his body shudders. He makes a pained groan then collapses off of the bed to the floor.
You breathe a sigh of relief as you stand over him. You then root around in his pockets and find the keys to the prison cells. You take his ankles and drag him into the cell opposite this one. Then you slam the door closed and lock it. You did it Emily, you stopped him. You let out a deep sigh and rest your head on the door. You feel more alive than you have in months. You can't keep denying who you are. You hear Jane mumbling softly as she starts to wake up. You pull your head from the door and hurry into the room to uncuff her.
[[CONTINUE|Leave Cells]]"Asshole jumped me..." Jane groans as she sits up and rubs her wrists. You pass her the keys and reply "Here. You can let the others out." She looks at you with a confused expression as she replies "And what are you going to do?" You stand up from the bed as you say "I was never here. You got an anonymous tip and you checked it out. You saved these girls, not me." She opens her mouth to protest but you anticipate her questions and reply "Maria wont say anything. She doesn't want me in the papers. Besides, you can either be a hero, or be the officer who had to be saved. Easy choice."
You walk to the door, but before you leave Jane calls out "Emily..." You turn around and she hesitates. She looks a little embarrassed, but she manages to say "Thank you... You're pretty good at this kind of thing. You could probably be doing more than being a waitress you know." You make a half hearted smile as you reply "I know." Then you walk down the hall and up the stairs. Arthurs house isn't too far from your apartment.
It's a short walk, and soon you're opening the front door and quietly slipping inside. You take off your uniform and throw it in the trash. Then you go to bed, sliding under the covers with Eliza. "I thought you were guna call me. I could've picked you up." Eliza mumbles sleepily. You kiss her on the back of the neck and reply "It's okay. I walked home." Then you wrap your arms around her and close your eyes. You fall asleep almost instantly, you're exhausted and you need to rest. You sleep better than you have in months.
[[CONTINUE|WRAP UP]]You open your eyes and stare at the ceiling. You can hear Eliza making breakfast in the kitchen. It's the weekend and you have all day to spend together. But you won't be able to relax until you tell her what happened last night. There's so much you need to say, but you don't know where to start. You love her but this normal life isn't working. You let out a deep sigh and slowly push off the covers. You swivel round and get to your feet, then you walk into the kitchen. She's made you scrambled eggs on toast, it's neatly arranged on a plate with a glass of juice beside it. She smiles lovingly at you and gets up to give you a kiss. Then she sits back down and continues reading the paper.
"The police caught some psycho last night..." She says as she reads the front page story. "He was keeping a bunch of girls in his basement." You sit down opposite her and take a bite of toast. You wash it down with your orange juice. Then you take a deep breath and say "Eliza... we need to..." There's suddenly a knock at the door. You weren't expecting anyone, and you share a look of confusion with Eliza. You get up and walk out of the kitchen to the front door. You open it cautiously, then your eyes widen with shock as you see your mom, Lynda Lockwood. "Emily!" She exclaims excitedly as she gives you a big hug.
"My plane just got in and I couldn't wait a second longer to see you!" You hug her back, then you notice her fiance Rick standing in the hall outside. He gives you a small wave then you hear Eliza behind you "Mrs Lockwood? What are you doing here?" Lynda gives you a final squeeze then she unwraps her arms and says "Well I need to start planning my wedding... and I can't do that without my head bridesmaid." It takes you a moment to realise what she's saying, then you reply "Me?" She nods with a warm smile as she says "Of course... only if you want to..." You smile back at her and say "I'd be hounoured." then you hug her again. As you embrace your mother you realise your conversation with Eliza will have to wait. Maybe until after the wedding...
THE END
[[CONTINUE]]CONGRATULATIONS!! You have now completed Damsel at Work!
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[[CHAPTER SELECT]] He has you pinned against the wall, his body squashing into yours. You struggle and moan but a part of you knows it's over. You can't get away, and every breath you take makes you weaker. You can smell the thick chemical scent on the cloth, the chloroform swirling into your lungs. Your eyes begin to flutter, a numb sensation spreading through your body. Your grip on the gun loosens and Arthur gently pulls it out of your hands. "Silly girl. You shouldn't be playing with things like this." He says as he slips the gun into his pocket. You try to push him away, but he grabs your wrist with his free hand.
He pins your wrist to the wall, keeping the cloth firmly in place. You begin to make slow sleepy blinks, your breathing slowing down as your eyes glaze over. You stare listlessly at him, seeing his pleased smile in your blurry vision. "That's it. I've got you." He coos softly as he watches your eyes close. Just before you pass out he peels the cloth away and kisses you. His lips latch onto yours, and you make a sleepy helpless moan against his mouth. His arm wraps around your waist, squeezing your body to his. You feel his tongue in your mouth, swirling around slowly. He then peels his lips away and says "There'll be time for more later."
He presses the cloth to your face again, finishing you off with another dose of chloroform. You sigh against the cloth, your eyes finally closing as you sink into a deep sleep. Once you're out he smoothly lifts you up and drapes you over his shoulder. He gives your rump a firm squeeze then carries you into one of the cells. He lays you down on the bed and says "I'll be back soon." Then he walks out of the room and closes the door, locking you inside. You had a gun aimed at him and he still managed to overpower you Emily. I suppose it's hard to be intimidating when you're dressed like a Hooters waitress.
END
[[TRY AGAIN?|Arthurs Basement]] He peels the cloth away and tucks it into his pocket. He then turns you around, letting you lean back against the crook of his arm. You make a swooning pose, leaning back like a defeated damsel. He observes your motionless feminine features with a pleased smile. Then in one smooth motion he hoists you up onto his shoulder. Your limp form flops into place, your rump sticking up in the air. He gives your bottom a firm squeeze then carries you out of the room. He takes you back down to his private prison, your escape attempt coming to nothin. "No... he got her..." One of the girls moans as they watch you being carried down the hall.
He takes you to one of the empty cells and lays you down on the bed. He leaves you there a for a few minutes while he finishes dealing with Jane. He handcuffs her to the bed, using her own handcuffs. Then he takes her uniform to an incinerator he has down here, destroying any evidence. Once he's done he locks her in her cell and comes back to you. He begins undressing you, slipping off your sneakers and socks, peeling the tight t-shirt from your torso. You start to wake up when he's removing your bra. "Whh.. whhht..." You moan sleepily as you realise he's stripped you to just your panties and pantyhose.
He gives your breasts a firm squeeze as he leans over you and says "Shhhh... Everything's okay now." He then presses the cloth to your face again, sending you back to sleep. You wake up only to be chloroformed a second time. You make a small moan against the cloth, then your eyes flutter closed. The last thing you feel is hand on your breasts, squeezing and rolling the soft flesh around. Once you're unconscious again he takes the waistband of your pantyhose and begins sliding it down. He takes a moment to admire your naked body, then he begins unbuttoning his large coat as he prepares to ravish you.
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[[TRY AGAIN?|Sneak away]]