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Chapter 16

"Mmmnnn," Chaz groaned. His eyes fluttered open, but the world was still blurred. Locks of golden blonde hair lay piled up around his head. Aches and pains radiated from all around his body. They fought for attention within his beleaguered mind. The pain in his shoulders came first. He sensed his forearms were underneath his back. He pulled on his right arm and tugged on his left. Rope bit into his forearms and pinned them together.

He pressed his chin to his chest and his vision cleared. Fleshy breasts filled gleaming gold satin bra cups. They were trimmed with lace and wantonly feminine.

Looking past these mountainous gold peaks, he saw black nylon sheathed knees. They were bent and pointed straight up at the ceiling. Lifting his shoulders, he saw a gleaming gold satin garter belt, also trimmed with lace. Its garter straps stretched down and pulled on black nylon tops. However, it was the gold silk panties that disturbed him most. The gold silk wrapped around his pelvis and narrowed between fleshy, tight pressed thighs. His mind reached out to his sex. It sensed only sensitive lips lining a vertical slit.

"Umnn," he lamented. When he shook his head 'no', wavy locks jostled about. He took a deep breath and felt the flex of his bra. He wiggled his bottom and felt it smothered in silk.

He kicked his feet out in frustration. A rope snapped taut and pulled on his bound arms. Mewing a soulful whimper, he flexed his hand and felt the ring's presence once again.

The bedroom door opened. He was stunned to see Carina. She struck a pose in the doorway. Long silk red hair flowed over her milky white shoulders and down her back. Her Cupid's bow lips were glossy red, eyelids decorated with blue shadow, and cheeks with a deep blush ? a woman on the prowl. Her left hand rested on her hip, and her right forearm leaned against the doorframe. A black satin bra cradled her bulging white cleavage. A matching black satin garter belt and panties adorned her hips, while black nylons sheathed her sleek legs.

"Glad to see that you're awake. I thought you would never wake up. Mistress Lana assigned me to finalize your preparation." She strutted across the room with a roll of her hips. Her high heels clicked on the hardwood floor. Despite the underwire bra, her breast jiggled and swayed about. She was a woman on a catwalk and Chaz her only spectator.

Carina sat on the bed and crossed her legs. Her left hand glided down Chaz's flat stomach, over his pelvis, and around his left thigh. Her hand caressed his smooth butt cheek and wormed between his thighs. Through gold silk fabric, she rubbed Chaz's vagina.

"Umnn," Chaz mewed and shook his head 'no'. This only made Carina rub harder, her fingers creasing the panties deep into Chaz's slit. When she found his clitoris, she rubbed it in quick circles. Chaz shook his head and mewed. Carina's hand withdrew and glided up Chaz's left thigh.

"It's okay sweetie. We have nothing but time." Carina grabbed a remote control from off the bed and activated a wall style TV to Chaz's left. "I thought you would like to see your revenge." The TV system covered the entire wall. "Sarah has been undergoing our special treatment back in the real world. Let's watch."

"Umph umph umph umph," Sarah grunts escaped the layers of latex crushing her lips smooth. Her rubber covered body glistened like an oil slick on a sunny day. A woman mounted her from behind. Her hips flexed in quick pelvic thrusts. The black dildo pumped deep into Sarah's rubber ass cheeks. The camera moved around and zoomed in between Sarah's thighs. A gold rod fed through gold rings. A tiny gold padlock dangled down from her clitoris. They sealed shut Sarah's rubber covered labia. A dildo, buried deep inside her, vibrated with violent hums.

"They're turning her into a rubber slave," Carina commented matter of fact. The camera panned around to Sarah's head. Glossy black rubber smothered her face and head. Not even her nostrils were spared. Internal tubes allowed air but no contact with the outside world.

"The computer system is modifying her mind ? altering it. There's no escape. The system focuses her mind on two things: bondage and sex. In the end, she will get wet just thinking about it."

Carina activated the other walls. Each showed Sarah being fucked, but each was from a different angle. To his left Chaz saw Sarah's rubber breast wobble about ? the nipple chains dangled down and swayed. To his right Chaz saw her round, heart-shaped, rubber ass cheeks ? the dildo pumped into the crevice between like a piston. Behind him he saw a close-up of her black rubber and gold ring sealed vagina ? vibrating hums came from it. Straight ahead, he saw her rubber covered face ? the light flashed off her glossy black features as she mewed in constant orgasms.

Carina picked up a clit vibrator from the bed. She slipped it underneath the leg-band of Chaz's gold silk panties. She then slid the vibrator down and moved it between Chaz's thighs. When it was snugged into place over his clit, she coiled a rope around his waist. She yanked it tight and fed the ends between his thighs. She then rolled him onto his stomach, crushing his breasts against the bed. Carina picked up a large, stainless steel plug from the bed. This too was slipped through a leg hole and positioned between his ass cheeks. The gold silk fabric stretched around the base. Using her palm, she shoved it into him with a single push. A breathy grunt snorted out of him followed by a moan. She drew the ropes up between his ass cheeks and back to his arms. It was then tied to the looped rope that led back to his ankles. She took out the slack, drawing his feet down to his butt cheeks.

Carina pressed the remote and the vibrators leapt to life in a wild frenzy. Chaz clenched his ass cheeks flashing gold silk. "Umnn," he mewed and began to struggle.

Carina lay on the bed next to him. She patted his bottom. "I know what you're thinking. This is only a bad dream. If only I could remove the VR headset, it would all be over." She leaned close and whispered in Chaz's ear. "The system is really amazing. It connects to your mind and accesses your body. The body stabilization unit controls every aspect of your biological responses. It can actually use your body's digestive track and immune system to produce drugs and modify your DNA. Right now your body is swapping out a Y-chromosome and turning it into an X. All it takes is duplicating the missing segment from your other X-chromosome and patching it onto the Y. I know I make it sound simple, but it's really complicated. I don't really understand all of it."

She rolled him onto his back again. He cried out as this created a painful arch in his back. She crawled over him and knelt straddling his body. She faced his feet and grabbed his knees. When his legs bent at the hip, the rope stretched taut and sank deep between his ass cheeks. His feet came to rest upon the bed making it impossible for him to lower his knees back down again.

Carina looked around her right side and then down at him. She moved her bottom into place, stretching her black silk panties over her wide ass. She sat down. His nose sank deep between her black silk covered ass cheeks. A muffled cry came from her ass. She wiggled her bottom pushing it as deep as she could. She began to pump her hips, sliding her silken covered sex over his face. "That's it baby. Take a good, long whiff of my pussy."

She pulled down his bra cups, exposing his breasts. She grasped them with both hands. Her thumbs brushed his pebble hard nipples. A lingering moan came from her ass.

Carina picked up the remote once again. Her thumb slid the control up to maximum. Chaz began to twist her hips and writhe. "No you don't," Carina said grabbing Chaz's knees. "You're staying right here."

Carina moved her satin panty gusset aside. She thrust her hips. Her slick sex slipped over his face. Sloshes came from between her legs as she performed rapid pelvic thrusts. Her legs pressed the sides of Chaz's head, keeping it in place.

"That's it you little bitch, give it to me!" Carina thrust her hips as hard and fast as she could. Beneath her, she could feel Chaz's body at the breaking point. A loud moan came from beneath her ass. Chaz's body rocked with a powerful quake.

Carina sat up on her knees. She reached between her legs and picked the silken gusset back into place. If Chaz thought it was over, he was wrong. She sat back down and pressed his nose between her silken ass cheeks. Picking up an issue of 'Better Homes and Gardens', she began to thumb through it. As she idly flipped a page and read an article titled 'Rose Care', she commented, "That's it sweetie. You breathe it all in."

"Uuummmm," Chaz mewed. A pair of Carina's black silk panties filled Chaz's mouth, and a panel gag kept them there. She twisted her wrists, searching for a means of escape. The leather cuffs and padlock frustrated her efforts.

She rolled onto her back once again and sat upright. A pair of fleshy melons filled out the smooth cups of a black satin bra. Conical plates lay snug between the satin fabric and her nipples. They vibrated sending electric shivers from her nipples. She snorted and waggled her chest hoping somehow to dislodge them. The fleshy globes jiggled back and forth but stayed inside the bra cups.

"UMNN," she yelped. Snorting and struggling, Chaz rubbed her black nylon sheathed thighs together. Garter straps flexed and tugged at her nylons. Black silk panties stretched around a clit vibrator. Her breathing quickened as her sex grew hot and wet again.

"Mmmnnn," she groaned. She scooted to the edge of the bed and stood to her feet. She leaned forward, stretching the chain that linked her cuffs to the headboard. The bed rocked but did not move.

She sat down again and drew in heavy breaths. She could feel it coming. Another orgasm was about to seize her. She crossed her legs and rubbed her thighs. Black nylon sheathed thighs rubbed against one another. She ground her silk covered bottom against the bed. The sensations of her body grew stronger with each orgasm. They were impossible to resist.

She threw back her head and moaned. She drew in a breathy gasp and held it. A shuddering orgasm gripped her body. Her vagina quivered and nipples ached. "UMMMNNNN," she groaned with a muffled cry.

The vibrators switched off leaving the fading ache between her thighs. Her breathing grew still and body relaxed. How many orgasms had it been over the past 24 hours? She lost count.

The door opened and Carina entered. Chaz cringed and shook her head. "Have you been a good girl?" Carina taunted. She dumped a bag on the bed. A huge butt-plug, lubricant, and fluid filled vials spilled out.

Carina opened an enema bottle and added the brackish fluid. "We need to begin the next phase of your treatment," she said watching the fluid fill the bottle. After replacing the cap, Carina said, "Be a good girl and roll over."

Chaz shook her head and scrambled across the bed. Carina grabbed Chaz's ankles. Chaz kicked her legs and writhed as Carina mounted Chaz's thighs. She sat on them and pinned Chaz's hips to the bed.

"First we need the plug." Carina grabbed Chaz's black silk panty leg hole and pulled it aside. Chaz clenched her ass cheeks forming a tight cleft between them. Carina nestled the bulbous tip of the plug in the crevice and pushed with her palm. Chaz groaned and threw back her head. The plug sunk deep into her ass. Once it slipped into place, she felt it jostle inside her as Carina inserted the enema tip. Carina squeezed the plastic bottle. Chaz felt the fluid enter her bottom. Carina removed the bottle tip and moved the panties back in place. The black silk cleaved to Chaz's heart-shaped ass cheeks and dimpled into the crease between them.

"If we administer a drug to you in VR, the unit will use your body to create the same drug in your real body. Isn't that interesting?"

Chaz shook her head 'no' and mewed in protest.

"I think you've had too much freedom missy." Carina picked up a huge black dildo from the bed. Moving aside the panty gusset, she shoved it in with one thrust. Chaz moaned as the shaft sank deep into her body. Carina wrapped a rope around Chaz's waist and formed a crotch rope. When snapped tight, the rope creased the black silk panties deep between her ass cheeks. She looped the rope around Chaz's wrists. She then wrapped an inch wide leather strap around Chaz's thighs and cinched it down tight. Two more joined it at the knees and ankles. She then doubled over Chaz's legs and tethered the crotch rope to her ankles. Hogtied, Chaz lay in the center of the bed.

Carina patted Chaz's bottom. "There we go. Your orgasm should double in strength and duration. When I'm done with you, you'll feel like you're going insane when you come ... and come ... and come."

Chaz felt a tug at the middle finger of her right hand. "I don't think you need this anymore. It is a VR programming cue. When used, it activates a series of subroutines. They are preprogrammed to reshape the wearer into a female. If the wearer is already a female, it turns her ... well, it turns her into a fuck toy." Carina chanted and removed the ring. Chaz half-way expected to turn back into a man. When her female body remained, she lay her face down on the bed and whimpered.

Carina scooted off the bed. "I have other guests to attend to. You will just have to do without me for a while." Chaz watched Carina's butt cheeks wrapped in black satin panties undulate away. She hungered for Carina's body like a starving woman for food. She wanted to lick her all over.

Chaz spent the night in sexual agony. Somewhere during the process she fell asleep, but even her dreams tormented her. In them, Carina fucked her over and over again.

The morning light awakened Chaz from her slumber. Another orgasm gripped her as her eyes fluttered open. She shivered and groaned.

The bedroom door opened and Carina entered. She led a diminutive girl in by the leash. The towheaded girl cringed and struggled. All she wore was a pair of white panties and a camisole. Her hands were bound behind her back. "I brought a playmate for you. Her name is Angie ... well, at least now it is."

Still hogtied, Chaz lay on her side. Fear, arousal, and fatigue mixed within her. She longed to sleep, but at the same moment, she could not tear her eyes off the scene before her.

Angie's head lay down near Chaz's hips. This provided Chaz with a prime view of Angie's pelvis. White nylon panties gleamed in the early morning light. They wrapped around her hips, stretched flat across her stomach, and merged between her legs. The narrow gusset stretched over her womanly mound.

She heard squeals and saw Angie's hips buck. A huge black butt-plug pushed deep into her ass. Next she retrieved a dildo. Poised between her moist lips, it plunged into her pelvis with a single thrust. Angie grunted and wiggled a little. Carina moved Angie's panty gusset back into place and rubbed it.

Carina secured a rope to the top of Chaz's gag harness. After feeding it between Angie's thighs, Carina drew the rope tight. Chaz's head was drawn down. Her nose creased the white nylon gusset, creating a smooth camel toe. Chaz drew in a breath. The air flowed over Angie's musky sex and intoxicated her. Between her legs, Chaz felt similar activity taking place. Angie's face was drawn down tight between Chaz's thighs, nose pressed against her black silken covered sex.

Chaz felt the dildo roar to life within her. Quivering tingles surged through her. Angie's sex began to quiver beneath her face. With each passing second, her sexual aroma grew stronger, pungent. She drew it in, drinking it deep within her.

The two girl's bodies were bound together tight. Rope wrapped around each of their torso's crushing them together. Their breast mashed against each other. The nipple vibrators reached a frenzied pitch.

"There we go girls. I'll be back tonight to check on you." Carina left the room and locked the door.

Somewhere during the night, the girls were released from their hogtied position but not the bondage. Chaz was forced to lay face down with her legs spread wide, ankles bound to opposite sides of the bed frame. Angie was bound with her face buried between Chaz's ass cheeks, creasing in her panties.

Chaz managed to sleep, but Angie labored for each new breath. In the morning when Chaz awoke, she felt Angie's face wiggling between her ass cheeks. She desperately wanted to escape, but her arms were outstretched ? wrists were bound to the headboard.

When Carina arrived, Chaz let out a groan. Had it been days or weeks? She lost track of time.

"You girls need a bath." Carina untied them and stripped them. The girls were too weak to resist. They bathed one another. When they were dry, they found lingerie waiting for them on the bathroom countertop.

The door opened and Carina entered. A glistening black PVC catsuit covered her curvy body. "Get dressed!" Carina grabbed a tube of KY jelly from off the counter. She poured a glob into her gloved hand. While lubricating the strap-on jutting from her hips, her gaze was fixed on Angie. The blonde pixie stood with her back to Angie and stepped into a pair of panties. They were made of forest green silk that was trimmed with ivory lace. She drew them up and over her curvy ass cheeks. Carina licked her lips as the girl put on a matching bra and garter belt. She sat on the toilet lid and sheathed her legs in black nylons. When she noticed Carina staring at her, she returned her gaze to the floor and crossed her arms over her breasts.

"Hurry up!" Carina snarled. Chaz stabbed her arms into the straps of a gleaming gold satin bra that matched her panties and garter belt. Without thinking, she deftly hooked the clasp behind her back. Carina grabbed a fistful of Chaz's blonde locks. She dragged the girl into the bedroom and threw her face down on the bed. She grabbed Chaz's bottom through the gold silk panties. "I'll be fucking this later." She wrenched Chaz's wrists behind her back and slapped a pair of handcuffs on them. She then did the same with Chaz's ankles.

From her position on the bed, she watched Carina march back into the bathroom. The door slammed shut without anyone pulling on it. A panicked squeal penetrated the door. A minute later rhythmic thumps followed.

Chaz rolled over and sat on the end of the bed. If she was going to escape, now was the time. She stood to her feet and looked about the room. There is one thing that is shared by all sex toy manufactures. They hate lawsuits. The cuffs Chaz wore were not police issue. They came with a quick release button. This same feature was inadvertently copied into the virtual environment. She bit her lower lips and twisted her right wrist around. It took a bit of concentration, but she found the release button. The cuff fell open freeing her hands.

Chaz was free seconds later. Her first thought, as anyone would, was to remove the head piece. The VR session would end, and she could deal with Carina in the real world. Try as she might, she could neither feel it nor end the session. It continued with seamless perfection.

Carina could return at any moment. Chaz had to act. There was only one other option, run. Every VR world, by law, maintained a control center. It was in this center that employees could monitor the game and assure the safety of the guests. These centers, however, were always in different locations. She had no way of knowing where the one for this world was located. It would take her time to find it and escape the game.

She considered running out the door, but a woman clad only in lingerie would draw too much attention. She tiptoed over to the dresser and opened the bottom drawer. In it, she found a pair of blue jeans and a black sweater. Still wearing nylons and gold silk lingerie she worked the stretch jeans up over her round bottom. When she put on the sweater, the pair of melons that tented it seemed like a sexual beacon. She snuck over to the closet and found a pair of calve high boots.

She slipped out of the bedroom and quietly closed the door. From off the coffee table, she grabbed Carina's black leather purse. Even in a virtual world she would still need money, an ID, and transportation. Carina's would do.

When she left the hotel suite, she burst into a flat out run. She flung open an exit door that led to a fire stairwell. As she ran down the stairs, her breasts heaved and tugged on the bra's elastic straps. She raced out into the lobby not caring what anyone thought. She had one goal in mind, escape.

Unbeknownst to the general public, VR environments were only partially covered by security systems. The simulated environments were too vast for complete coverage by security personnel. This being the case, they focused their efforts on particular locations within the virtual world. Tourist areas were of prime concern. Every dark corner and alleyway of Main Street was covered, but at the edge of town, that coverage ceased.

It was not until she was halfway down Main Street that she regained some semblance of calm. She slowed to a brisk walk and made her way to the carriage stop. Chaz froze in her tracks. A pair of security officers was unmistakable. They wore boots, glossy black tights, royal blue tops, silver badges, and had a holster slung around their hips. She looked about and saw the entrance to a basement night club. A pink neon sign labeled 'The Pit' hung above the entrance. She darted down the stairs and into the club.

Red spotlights gave the club an eerie glow. The driving beat of the base thumped her chest and ripped at her eardrums. She pushed her way through the crowd, searching for an exit. Looking over her shoulder, she saw the security patrol enter the club. Chaz restrained the urge to scream and run for her life.

At the rear of the club, she came upon a narrow hallway. It led past the lady's and men's restrooms. Like the dance floor, they were filled to capacity. She passed a couple of girls making love in the hallway and hurried up two flights of stairs.

At the top of the stairs, she saw a metal fire door with a red 'exit' sign above it. She slammed into the breaker bar and threw open the door. Like most amusement parks, the glitz and glamour was reserved for the front not the back. The stench of trash in a dumpster filled the air and papers littered the ground. By a lone streetlamp she saw the rear of the buildings. Just in the shadows, she saw a jeep. She ran over and found it was unlocked.

Chaz jumped into the driver's seat and slammed the door shut. What should have been an ignition lock was a credit card slot. It made no sense. Then she remembered Carina's purse. Rummaging through it, she found an ID badge. She inserted it into the slot and prayed. The jeep roared to life. "YES!" she exclaimed. She threw the jeep into drive and turned on the headlights. Racing as fast as she could, she tore down the road and away from the crowded park.

She had only gone a few miles down the road when she heard whimpers. After slowing to a stop, she turned on the dome light. In the back of the jeep she saw a pair of girls that were bound and gagged. They looked up at her with terrified eyes.

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