The Game, Liz's Experience - Episode Five

Yes folks, the next part is coming… and it’s already in progress… (this one feels a bit longer than usual…) Enjoy… The Game, Liz’s experience Parts Part 1: The intro Part 2: Blind man’s Bluff Part 3: Lunch Part 4: Cat and Mouse Part 5: “Who Knows what lies behind yonder doors” Two doors, one choice, but which one will be correct? Liz wondered… “Well girls, who will it be that determines if we run for a while, or rest??? Liz? Karen?” “Not me! I don’t want to be the one that made the wrong choice, you do it Susan.” “Ok, but don’t blame me if we’ll running on a treadmill for the next hour. Karen, what do you think? Do I hold our fates, or do you want it?” “Personally, with that pervert at the controls, I don’t think it would mater, I bet both doors lead to the same room and we would not like what we… OUCH! HEY!” “You may want to watch it Karen, you may get us all in trouble yet…” “OK, door number 1 it is, shall we go?” All three of them moved up to the first door and Susan pushed the door open only to see what, at first, didn’t make much sense. In the room was a comfy chair, a table with 3 bowls of food, and 3 bowls of water, and last but not least, in the middle, an exercise bike. “OK…” said Susan, “That’s a little different…” Liz walked over to the table to see what the choices were and was relieved to see there were no strawberries and whipped cream. But as she looked closer, she noticed that there was a clear dome covering the table. “Well, count the food out, it’s just a tease. There is a cover over it and it doesn’t look like something that’s gona come off easy. And I was so thirsty!” Karen checked out the chair, determined that it was indeed a soft chair… “Well, drink or no, at least the chair looks good.” She turned around and landed in the soft fur covering the chair, sighed a sigh of relief to finally get off her sore and tired feet and promptly screamed! Despite her best efforts, she could not get out of the chair fast enough. “WHAT THE FUCK???!!! WHAT IS THIS??!! A REST AREA OR A TORTURE CHAMBER!!?!? FIRST THE FOOD AND WATER CANNOT BE REACHED, THE CHAIR IS ELECTRIFIED!!! AND JUST WHAT THE HELL IS THE STORY WITH THE FUCKING BIKE!!!!” If she had anymore to say, it was drowned out by more screaming. Liz could guess what caused the second round of screaming, but realized that Karen was right, what is it this time? A comfy chair that shocked you, a table of food and water locked away by a cover, and an exercise bike… Susan came over to check out the chair, after stepping carefully over Karen, but not see anything strange with it. She carefully put her foot on the chair and rubbed it around and quickly started to feel a light tingling on her foot and the same on her clit and nipples. “I don’t think anyone else will sit here, I got a little shock, but I think she got a bad one…” Karen was not screaming any more but was curled up in a ball on the floor, softly crying to herself. “And about now, that voice will tell us what we are to do… any time now… about now…” mumbled Liz, “right… about… now… or now… or…” And still they waited… Karen was mostly over the crying but still did not get up from the floor. She just stayed there curled up in a ball. Liz felt sorry for her, but at the same time was glad she checked out the table and not the chair. She was tired and her feet were sore, but after the last hour of running around like she did, she was more interested in something to drink. Yes, very glad she was more thirsty than tired. Mean while, Susan checked out the only other thing in the room, the exercise bike. “Can’t eat, can’t drink, can’t sit in the chair, maybe there is a clue on this thing.” she thought. There was a clue on the bike, well, more like a unicycle than a bike, “Ride me” was printed on the seat, but one look at the seat made that suggestion dubious at best. The “Seat” was little more than a 6 inch long, 2 inch diameter horizontal bar with two 6 inch long vertical ones. There is no way to sit there without impaling yourself. Susan looked around, under different conditions this could more exciting, but not here, not now. The more Susan looked at the seat, the more she wanted to sit there, between the shocks and vibrations over the past hour, she was developing an “itch” that just needed to be scratch, and that seat was looking better all the time. She was not much for anal, but it looked like there was no other way to sit there without sitting on both dildos. Almost, without realizing it, Susan stepped up onto the bike and with a little maneuvering, positioned herself over the two dildos and sat down and was surprised at how easy she impaled herself on the dildos. She then started to ride up and down on them. “Oh, yea, much better…” Suddenly, the floor was out of reach and her full weight landed on the horizontal bar. Susan found the peddles automatically to take the weight off her pussy then felt a sudden pressure over her feet. Looking down, she saw a strap close over both of her feet trapping them there. She realized there was no way to remove them from the peddles, but in the process of pulling on her feet, she had turned the peddles some and realized that when the peddles turned the dildos vibrated. Ah yes… she started peddling and the vibration returned, she closed her eyes and rode the bike for all she was worth… Susan was soaring through the sky, bobbing and weaving through the clouds, soaring like a bird. In fact, she was a bird, and didn’t a care in the world. Then without warning, there was a flash of lightningto the right, it was close, but not too close, then another one to the left, closer, but still a miss. Then, the cloud in front of her changed shape, quickly it turned into an angry face and a big hand that reached out to catch her. She dived to the right to escape the hand, but it was too fast and caught her and pined her wings to her side, she struggled to escape but, she was held too tightly. Slowly the hand tightened until she could no longer breathe, but tighter still the hand squeezed until she just knew she gona be squeezed to death… “SUSAN, SUSAN, STOP IT, YOU ARE SHOCKING US!!! SUSAN! WHY CAN YOU HEAR ME?!” “Huh, what? Liz?… where am I?… What’s going on???” “Thank goodness you stopped! I don’t think I could have taken much more of that! What were you thinking?!?!” After a bit, Susan’s head cleared a bit and she remembered what had happened… “I don’t understand it, I was checking out the bike and just got the strongest desire to sit here and I started to peddle and… What do you mean I was shocking you?” “I was checking out Karen when she started wining again, saying that she was getting shocked. I then realized I was getting shocked too, a little at first, then getting stronger until it really was starting to hurt. I, we weren’t doing anything wrong and I couldn’t understand why we were getting punished. I looked around and noticed the dome was above the table and then I saw you riding the bike like a bat out of hell. It looked like you were in a race and were losing and trying to catch up. I was really hoping you were the cause, but despite all my yelling, you just ignored me. It was everything I could do to get over here and stop you. I was scared you were out of your mind and I didn’t know how much more of the shocks I could stand. When you finally looked at me, you stopped peddling and the shocks stopped. You still had that vacant look until just a little bit ago… Are you OK? Want something to drink, the dome is off the table.” Liz turned around to indicate the table but saw a glint of a reflection on the table as if the dome was still on the table, and she just thought it was off. “What the… I swear, the dome was off, really!” Susan started to get off the bike to check out the table, but her feet wouldn’t move. She looked down and remembered the straps holding her feet to the peddles. “Liz, my feet are stuck to the peddles, can you see if you can get them off?” L

iz looked around but couldn’t spot a way to take them off without using her hands. “I don’t see any mechanism to unclip the straps, sorry, I guess you’re stuck…”

Susan began to feel that her pussy was becoming tender from sitting on the seat, and she also noticed her ‘itch’ wasn’t yet satisfied; it needed attention once more. However, she knew that if she relieved herself, her friends would get shocked. It became a tough decision…

Unconsciously, she started pedaling again, bringing back the vibration…

“AHHH! Susan!!!!” Liz shrieked and spun around to stop Susan once more, but tripped over Karen, who was still lying in front of the chair. Liz let out another scream as she realized she was about to fall into the electric chair and knew she wouldn’t be able to escape it as quickly as Karen had earlier. Screaming, she landed in the seat and felt the first of those long, painful shocks that Karen had endured before, feeling certain this would kill her…

Liz lay there writhing and screaming, then realized it wasn’t nearly as painful as Karen’s reaction suggested. In fact, there was no pain at all! It was actually quite pleasant—so much so that she realized she wasn’t being shocked; she felt the vibrators instead. “Hey, you guys were pulling my leg! This chair doesn’t shock…!!!” By now, Liz had wiggled free from the chair and stood up when the vibrations ceased, only for her clit and nipples to burn again. Once more bent over in discomfort, Liz collapsed back into the seat…

The burning subsided, replaced by the pleasant tingle of the vibrators which were winding down and starting to give shocks once more. Liz opened her eyes and saw Susan had stopped pedaling… In a flash of unexpected clarity, Liz shouted, “Don’t stop, Susan! Keep pedaling!”

Susan, unsure what else to do, resumed pedaling—a task she wanted to perform anyway!

Liz felt the shocks disappear, replaced by vibrations that felt much better.

Karen, who had been doing little more than oscillating between intense shocks and vibrations—almost causing her orgasm several times only to have it snatched away by the shocks—finally settled into something bordering on pleasant. She managed to stand up. Looking at Liz in the electric chair, she asked, “But how? Why aren’t you getting shocked like I was???”

“I think someone needs to ride the bike for this not to shock us, but if no one sits here, we both get shocked… I believe so, and…” looking toward the table, she saw the reflection above it, “and that raises the dome over the table… Are you hungry or thirsty? Looks like you’re the lucky one; you get to eat…”

“Yeah… lucky… because you didn’t sit in the chair earlier with your clit and nipples burning off…” Still unsteady on her legs, Karen made her way to the table to see what was available. She ate from one bowl and drank as much as she could from another before returning to Liz. “Liz, do you think we can trade places? I know you were thirsty earlier, but I’m not too keen on trying that chair again.”

Liz pondered it. “Susan, what do you think? Could it be possible that if you keep pedaling and someone sits here, nobody gets shocked??? Susan??”

Once more in her own world, Susan heard Liz and snapped out of it quickly… “Maybe, but where does that leave me? I don’t think anyone could trade places with me…”

“Well, let’s try. But I know if I get up, I get shocked; yet if you stop pedaling, I also get shocked. Any ideas?”

“How about we do it simultaneously? Susan stops and you step out of the chair, then she starts again while I jump into the seat… It just has to be timed correctly or we all get shocked… OK? On three… 1…2…3, now!”

Susan stopped, and Liz struggled to rise from the chair but felt initial burns on her clit and nipples. She knew she wasn’t moving fast enough and realized exactly what Karen had experienced earlier; she needed to hurry! Finally getting out of the chair, Karen yelled, “NOW, SUSAN, Start pedaling!” Susan panicked as she felt the first tingles of shock, knowing it would only worsen, but after her previous experience in the chair, wasn’t sure if she wanted to risk being wrong and endure that again. Still, she waited until a kick from behind knocked off her balance, causing her to fall screaming face-first into the chair. She was relieved when the shocks ceased and vibrators enveloped her in pleasure she hadn’t felt in a long time.

When Liz felt better, she got up for her turn at the table, wondering how long Susan could keep pedaling and how they might swap places.

Liz remembered the straps locking Susan’s feet to the bike with no way to remove them all the way down. As she looked around, she wondered when… ‘Click’. Liz stopped and glanced up; in a place like this, that ‘click’ never meant good news. She noticed the straps opening and saw Susan’s feet were free. Good. Now they just needed to swap places…

Susan also realized the straps had opened and her seat was lower, with the floor once again within reach. Before remembering Karen still in the chair, she stopped pedaling. She tried starting again but it felt like they were stuck and wouldn’t turn. “Karen! Get out of the chair quickly! I can’t turn the pedals!”

A short yelp from that direction informed Liz and Susan that Karen was already moving away after receiving a shock. But Liz didn’t feel the shock she knew was coming. That’s right; they hadn’t been shocked until Susan got back onto the bike and began pedaling, which is when the shocks started.

Susan moved very slowly off the bike seat while Liz wondered what was taking so long. After a bit, Susan finally rose from the seat and stepped away. For the first time, Liz saw the two dildos she had been riding and knew that was something she couldn’t manage.

Liz tried to muster the courage to call Karen over to take her place on the bike or get on herself when she heard Karen shout back, “Hey! I don’t know what you did up there, but the cover is still off the table!” Liz felt relieved that she had dodged a bullet regarding that one, though she wondered if anyone would have discovered she was involved… and what they would say.

Susan walked with a slightly odd gait back to the table so she could take her turn eating.

Liz looked around for an exit but couldn’t find any new open door.

“Great, we aren’t done here yet…” she mumbled…

The Game continues in part 6