The Game, Liz's Experience - Part Four

“The Game,” Liz’s experience.

Sections: Part One: The introduction Part Two: Blind man’s Bluff Part Three: Lunchtime Part Four: “Cat and Mouse”

After enjoying a solid meal along with fresh fruit and beverages, the trio heads toward the open doorway on the far side of the room. They pause briefly at several mannequins to wipe down their faces, accidentally toppling a couple in the process.

“So,” Liz asks, “what do you reckon comes next?”

“I’m not sure,” Susan replies, “but I wager someone will find it amusing, and my money is on that person not being us…”

“Yeah, someone’s definitely getting a kick out of this. By the way, how are we being watched? Think about it—that persistent voice knows exactly what we’re doing and appears whenever we do anything. Do you think they’re watching us right now? And where from?”

All three begin scanning the room for hidden cameras. “Do you reckon that black sphere on the ceiling is one of them?” Liz asks.

They all gaze at the ball as a voice chimes in: “Nice guess, girls, but that’s just 1 out of 12 watching you right now. After all, when this concludes, we need to ensure you’re covered constantly. While we chat, would you like to play cat and mouse? Oh, I know you do! The rules are straightforward: as the mouse, you must stay away from the cat; as the cat, your goal is to catch the mouse. To achieve this, the cat feels a pleasant vibration when closing in on the mouse, and a shock when the mouse escapes. Conversely, the mouse feels the shock as the cat approaches and the vibe as she retreats. You won’t know who plays which role initially, which adds excitement. When the cat ‘catches’ the mouse, all sensations cease for everyone, and roles are reassigned.”

“But what about the third girl if only two participate—one mouse and one cat?” Susan asks.

“I haven’t forgotten her! Thanks for keeping your wits about you. Yes, the third girl has fun too, though her game is slightly different. She must position herself between the cat and the mouse. If she stays in that middle ground, she gets the vibe; if she drifts away from both, she receives shocks. Sounds simple enough? Additionally, every time the cat catches the mouse, she earns a $1000 bonus. The game lasts exactly one hour so you won’t be too exhausted for what comes next.”

“Ahead are three doors—make your choice and let the games begin!”

Indeed, there were three doors: two before the hallway turn and one after. Susan chose the first door, Liz took the second, and Karen picked the third. Liz stepped through the outer door, waited for it to shut and the inner one to open. I wonder who is what this time around… “So Susan, who do…you…” There was a wall where she expected Susan to be. Looking around, Liz realized she was in the corner of an approximately 30-foot square room. It seemed there were several dividers acting as obstacles for the mouse to evade.

“Well, looks like this won’t be as easy as I thought… Now what?” Liz waited a moment before moving forward; a small vibration on her nipples and clit signaled she was heading in the right direction. A few more steps later, the vibe stopped and gave way to a mild shock. She paused and moved slightly right, but the shock intensified, so she shifted left, and the vibe returned. Proceeding that way, she suddenly received the shock of her life—doubling over from the intensity, unable do anything but roll around crying for it to stop. Then, just as abruptly, it ceased, leaving Liz breathless.

“Point goes to Susan! She caught mouse-Liz in record time: 3 minutes! Well done, Susan, and better luck next time, Liz. Ten-second break, then we continue…” Liz slowly rose to her feet, vowing this wouldn’t happen again. Ten seconds later, she felt the familiar tingle indicating it was time to move—but which way? …

After what felt like an eternity, the voice announced the game had ended. Susan caught four mice, Karen two, and Liz didn’t catch any at all. Liz knew she had been the mouse at least three times because she was caught that many times, with a sore clit to prove it. Finally, her door opened again, and Liz returned to the hall to rejoin her friends. She could tell they were just as weary as she felt. Further down the hallway stood two more doors. “And now, ladies, make your choice: Door #1 or Door #2? One offers an hour of rest; the other has you running again.” The three girls looked at each other, wondering which door to pick… The Game, Liz’s experience continues in part 5