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Epilogue

Carina descended the grand staircase of the Castle. The light gleamed off her PVC skirt suit. The pencil skirt hugged her black nylon sheathed legs, and the jacket form fitted her large chest. The black material added a dramatic contrast to her rich red hair that cascaded down her shoulders. She tugged on a pair of wrist gloves.

Chaz waited for her in the foyer. Her cobalt, accordion pleated miniskirt draped over a clit leash. The leash handle was looped over a silver slave hook on the wall. Chaz mewed and squirmed. Her crimson lips were sealed around a fat ball-gag. A cobalt blue satin bustier displayed her breasts like a pair of ripe melons. Around her neck she wore a black leather collar and a matching set around her wrist. Her wrists were locked behind her back. A black satin choker and diamond earrings added a submissive and classy touch.

Carina paused and inspected Chaz. She stretched Chaz's miniskirt. A black latex garter belt and panties adorned her. A silver clit chain emerged through a small slit in the front. It was this that was the leash clipped to. Carina turned the girl's side to her and ran her hand over Chaz's bottom. She pressed two fingers between Chaz's silk covered ass cheeks and pressed on the base of her butt-plug. Chaz drew up her right leg, snapping her ankle cuff and hobble chain tight. "Excellent, we need to get you to work. You have a busy day."

She led the girl out through the massive double doors of 'The Castle'. A limousine waited out in front. The driver was a study in latex. It covered her head to toe. Not a single bit of skin was exposed. A severe, hard plastic PVC corset sculpted her waist, and a chastity strap molded her pussy into a rubber camel toe. The driver held the door open and waited.

Chaz reclined in a makeup chair. The ball gag was gone but not far away. It resided within Carina's purse. The cuffs were unlocked but remained on her wrists and ankles. The leather collar was decorated with Lana Thorn's coat of arms, a signature of her ownership.

The stylist passed a makeup wand over Chaz's face. She applied a fresh layer of cosmetics. Chaz's eye shadow was blue; her cheeks were blushed, and her lips were a juicy crimson. The girl primped Chaz's blonde locks.

Carina watched from the shadows. Chaz arose from her chair. She tugged at the hem of her meager miniskirt. The slightest movement flashed her glossy panty gusset.

Her high heels clacked on the tile floor. Black thigh-high boots added an erotic flair to her legs. Her hips swayed rolling her ass cheeks. Jackie gave her the three minute warning sign. Chaz took a seat behind the anchor desk and turned to face the camera.

"Hello everyone, I'm Chaz Alston and this is Entertainment Nightly News. The brilliant inventor and VR pioneer, Lana Thorn, has introduced yet another theme park. For a small fee, guests will be able to star in a classic movie. 'Casablanca', 'Star Wars', and 'Lord of the Rings' are small sample of the available titles. Guests can be either the hero or villain."

"Remember, we also broadcast in VR. You can meet me and the entire staff of Entertainment Nightly News this week in 1930s Chicago, 'The Gangland World'. I'll be a gun moll for infamous mobster Al Capone. Come in and join the fun with me and all the others." She made a gun gesture with her hands. "Be sure and bring your roscoe...."

"Be sure and bring your roscoe...."

Monique turned off the TV and purred. She sunk into a plush chair with a look of bliss upon her face. She combed her fingers through her curly platinum locks and cooed. Her thick thighs were spread wide, gathering her floral skirt up to her waist.

Short, boy-cut black locks jostled about between Monique's legs. Sarah licked, sucked, and fluttered Monique's sex. Her tongue circled the clitoris, traced down one lip, and then traced up the other. She probed deep, pressing her nose to Monique's sex. Her tongue licked in long, slow laps.

"Umm," Monique sighed. She reached down and grabbed a pneumatic bulb. It was attached to a tube, which in turn led back to Sarah's rubber covered ass cheeks. She squeezed twice and a couple of hisses came from the bulb. Sarah whimpered and wiggled her rubber cheeks. Her entire body was covered in glossy black rubber, and ballet boots held her feet en-point.

Monique picked up the other bulb. She gave it three short squeezes. A muffled yelp came from Sarah's mouth planted between Monique's legs. Sarah squirmed, but wide straps pinned her thighs together. The straps held Sara's legs tight. Her arms were bound in a straight jacket, wrapped tight around her torso.

From off the lamp stand, Monique picked up a remote control. She pressed a red button. Sarah jumped and sped up her licks. A chorus of hums erupted from her bottom and sex. At the press of another button, Sarah whimpered. Dual hums came from her rubber covered breasts.

Across the room, there stood a tall, vertical cage with wide metal slats. Suzie stood in a cage. She wore a white and pink silk corset and panties. A pink ball gag filled her mouth and matching leather monosleeve bound her arms behind her. Wires emerged from a leg hole, and the pink silk gusset stretched over a clit vibrator cap. Gentle hums kept her vagina hot and wet, ready for use. She whimpered and tested the straps binding her white nylon sheathed legs.

Jackie exited the kitchen and carried two glasses of red wine. One she handed to Monique, and from the other, she took a sip. "Thank you sweetie," Monique cooed and then sucked in a breath. "Oh ... lick right there." Sarah's tongue slipped over the pink slick vaginal wall and teased it.

"I think she's ovulating," Jackie said. She stood before Suzie's cage. "We should inseminate her soon." She reached through the slats and patted Suzie's stomach. "Little Becky needs a sister." Suzie whimpered and shook her curly locks 'no'. Jackie's hand slipped around to Suzie's pink silk covered bottom and squeezed her left ass cheek. "A ripe slave girl like you needs to be plucked while she's in season." She pressed a switch mounted to a black box on the wall. Milky cum flowed up a clear plastic tube. It flowed through the tube and underneath the pink gusset of Suzie's panties. "There we go. You should be pregnant in no time."

Tammy Edgemont lay face down and bent over the sofa back. Her rubber ass cheeks were thrust up into the air. Like Sarah, she was covered head to toe in glossy black rubber. Straps bound her legs together and a black PVC straight jacket pinned her arms across her chest.

Jackie moved behind Tammy. She cinched down tight the leather straps of a dildo harness. She took a sip of wine and then set it on a table. Her hand traced down the rubber tube of an inflatable butt-plug. Finding the silver valve, she released it with a hiss. "Ummnn," Tammy whimpered in relief. The plug had filled her rubber ass to capacity. Jackie worked the massive plug in circles and drew the plug from Tammy's bottom.

Tammy's relief was short lived. Jackie used both hands and pried Tammy's heart-shaped rubber ass cheeks apart. She nudged her hips forward and pushed the bulbous tip of her dildo through Tammy's puckering rubber anus. The black shaft plunged into Tammy's ass and disappeared from sight. After grasping Tammy's hips, Jackie drew back and thrust her pelvis. Tammy's head bobbed in the air. This whipped her platinum blonde ponytail around her glossy black hood. A tiny groan escaped her rubber sealed lips.

The vid-phone rang and Jackie answered it. "Hello Lana, it's good to see you." Tammy's body bobbed up and down, her ponytail whipping about. Breathy snorts matched the beat of Jackie's thrusts. "What can I do for you?"

"It's good to see you too," Lana replied. "I won't keep you. I can see that you're training a slave girl."

"She's just a little play toy I picked up from work. Go on a head." Jackie kept pumping her hips, thrusting her cock into Tammy's rubber ass.

"Our Nielsen ratings are up another 10%. I think we need to take the show global. The European continent is poised for our VR platform and games." Lana smirked. "I have a number of orders in the Pacific Rim for European girls. China is hungry for blonde, blue-eyed sluts."

"I agree. The show is doing wonderful, and the public loves Chaz." Jackie plunged her cock deep into Tammy's ass with a smack. The impact jarred Tammy's body. Jackie tossed back her head and sucked in a tiny breath. Synthetic cum flowed from her cock, and it streamed into Tammy's bottom. She licked her lips and caught her breath. "Can you program Chaz to speak other languages?"

"Of course, it's not a problem. I'll have my people get right on it. All it takes is a little down load into her brain. I'll speak with you later." The vid-phone went blank.

Jackie drew her dildo from Tammy's ass. She picked up the plug and wormed it between Tammy's cheeks. With a firm push, she shoved it back into Tammy's ass. The girl threw back her head and moaned. Hisses came from the plug as it once again filled her rubber covered bottom. A loud 'SMACK' came from Tammy's ass when Jackie slapped it with both hands. She jiggled Tammy's cheeks; "You're turning into quite the little ass slut."

At Jackie's approach, Monique tilted her head up and stretched back. The lovers kissed and Jackie's hand caressed Monique's breasts. "Be sure and put your toy away before you come to bed."

"I think I'll come to bed now," Monique purred with a stretch. She balled up a pair of her black silk panties in her right hand. Her left hand grabbed a fist full of Sarah's short black locks. She yanked Sarah's head back, popping her mouth open wide. She stuffed the panties into Sarah's mouth. Hood after hood covered Sarah's head and sealed her in black silence. Using her heel, Monique shoved Sarah backward. The girl tumbled onto the floor.

Using a remote control, a cable lowered from the ceiling. She hooked it to Sarah's feet and then pressed 'retract'. The girl was dragged up by her ankles until she hung upside down in the air. She was hoisted up and into a stasis tube. When the doors shut and locked, Monique looked up and commented, "At least something good came from that Mission to Mars program."

Simone Marcel was, "put out to pasture," literally. When not in the pasture, she pulled a handsome-cab, pony-girl carriage through the realty and virtual Castle Entertainment Park. Tourist and lovers enjoyed long slow rides as she clip-clopped through winding country roads.

Reggie stood before a vid-phone. The light gleamed off her black leather pencil skirt and white silk blouse. The skirt stretched around her shapely thighs and round ass cheeks, while the silk blouse tented around her tear-drop shaped breasts. "Hello, my name is Reggie. Welcome to 'The Castle'...."

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