Liz’s Journey Through The Game: Episode 6

“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” Part 6: The bike ride from hell While Susan was getting her fill at the table, Liz and Karen were exploring the room when they spotted a small sign on an overlooked door. “If you have found this, then you completed the task and are now ready to leave. Next task, The bike ride from hell.” “What could that mean?” Karen asked more to herself, but Liz looking over her shoulder at the bike, fearfully, had an idea… And she did not like it. Liz and Karen returned to Susan at the table, who was just finishing up, and informed her what they found… “The bike ride from hell, you say, hmmm, I wonder if it involves the bike…” Having not seen it before, Karen walked over to the bike to see if there was any clue there. The first thing that caught her eyes was the seat. She walked around it several times taking in the details. “And Susan sat here for the past half hour, on that seat, and peddling…” she thought, and cringed at the thought, “and I thought the shocks were bad…” While she was examining the seat and what it meant, Liz and Susan came up behind her, “Well, what do you think? Bike ride from hell?” asked Susan, “Ask me, I know what it feels like, but there are benefits. It, or they both, vibrates as you peddle. It kinda makes it worthwhile.” Liz and Karen both looked at her, “What, they vibrates?” they both asked. “Yea, but not enough to get off.” Then realized she said it out loud, she blushed and turned around, embarrassed. “Well, she rode it for a while, I think she deserves a rest from this one.” stated Liz, “You next?” “Oh, no! Not me!” said Karen backing up and shaking her head, “I could never do something like that! It’s just too horrible! No…” “But I can’t do this either, Karen, Susan rode this for a long time, we can’t ask her to endure it again…” “It’s ok Liz, if neither of you can do it, I guess I can.”, said Susan, “I know what to expect…” Susan then mounted the dildos and sat down, it was painful this time as she was not as excited as before. But almost at once, the vibrations started, even before she started to peddle. Again, just as she sat down, the seat rose and she could no longer reach the floor. So, to take the weight off her pussy, she placed her feet on the peddles and started peddling. At once Liz felt the tingles of shocks on her clit and nipples, and from the comment from across the room, Karen did too. Liz ran over to the chair to sit down and quickly regretted it. “AAAAAAAAAA!!!!” she yelled, quickly getting out of it. “But I don’t understand, this prevented the shocks before!” thinking fast, she called, “Susan, stop, something changed!” Susan stopped peddling and got shocked by the dildos, so she started peddling again. “I can’t, if I do, I get shocked.” she replied. “You gota do something else!” Liz and Karen started running around the room looking for something different. Karen found it first and knew what the note meant. She found a door just slightly ajar, and when she pushed, another bike. It was just like the first one with the two dildos on a short bar. “No! No! No!” she cried backing up and shaking her head… Liz could not find anything else, so she came over to Karen to find out what she found. She did not like it either. The shocks were starting to get quite painful and she knew that someone was going to have to get on that thing and it looked like Karen was not going to be able to do it. Karen was still backing up, shaking her head. Liz knew what need to be done, she did like Susan had done and carefully positioned herself and sat down. But, when first touched the dildos, she felt a shock from them as well as a vibration that caused her knees gave out and with a scream she sat down, hard, but before she could stand back up, the seat rose and she could not reach the floor. She did like Susan did, placing her feet on the peddles and started peddling. The shocks quit but the vibrations continued. “Well, that feels better…” But any further thoughts were interrupted by a ‘click’ and the wall before her opened a crack. “Karen, get in here, I found the next door.” Unfortunaly, Karen was having her own problems. Her clit and nipples were on fire, again, and it was hard to do much of anything, and it was getting worse! With her best effort, she made her way back to where Liz was, saw the door, and pushed it open. What she saw made her collapse to her knees and just cry… Yet another bike! Just like the last! Liz could see it and knew what needed to be done, Karen had a bike to ride and there was no one else to ride it… But maybe, if the door was open, she may be able to get off this one and jump on that one to open the next door. So, she stopped peddling and found she had two problems, one: the shocks started up and would not stop until she started peddling again, second: she could not reach the floor to lift herself off the dildos. She was stuck where she was until the seat lowered and she could reach the floor again. And from the look of things, that would not be until Karen got on that one. “Karen, it’s up to you! You gota get on that bike or we are all stuck here! And hurry, I’m getting tired, and I get shocked if I stop, and I know Susan had been at this longer! Please Karen, please hurry!!!” Karen knew she could not take much more of the shocks, but she just could not get on that thing, not after what happened last time… Karen could not do anything but lie on the floor crying, and the shock just continued… Liz was getting tired and looking back could see Susan had stopped and was shaking. “Karen, please!!!!” But she stayed on the floor crying and curled up in a ball… Then, everything stopped, no shocks, no vibrations, and when she looked down, saw that she could reach the floor. Carefully, Liz got up. The door in front of her was open, and the one beyond. “Looks like we get a reprieve…” said Susan, coming up behind them, “Is that the way out?” “Well girls,” That dam voice was back, “We’re sorry about that, we did not know that Karen would have reacted that way. We’ll let you out here, but, she owes us one… So… onward to your next task, have fun…” Liz and Susan, carefully and awkwardly, walked through the doors to see what they faced next. Looking both ways, all they could see was a hallway that went both ways. “Well, Liz, you go left, I’ll go right. Meet me back here when you find the next door.” “Sure…” replied Liz, and off she went. The hallway went a ways then turned to the right. There were a few doors along the way, but they none of the opened when she pushed. Around the corner there was a set of double doors. When she pushed them they opened, “Well, I guess this is the way out…” Looking further, Liz saw that the hall ended a ways on but there was a door on the right, just to be sure, she decided it was a good idea to check out the next door before returning to Susan and Karen. When she pushed the door, the top section fell down as something soft clamped behind her trapping her to the door. “HELP!!! Susan!! Karen!! Somebody!!” Liz struggled but between the soft foam door in front of her and the soft foam behind, she could not move, but it was not so tight that she couldn’t breathe. Still she struggled but nothing would give. A sign in front of her lit up, “STOP” was displayed. Liz stopped struggling and felt a slow slight vibration on her clit and nipples, “Oh, no, not that again…” she moaned. She was still sore from the bike ride and the vibrations were not exactly pleasant. She struggled to get free and was rewarded with several shocks that were worse than the vibrations. “OW! OK, OK, I’ll be still!” and she was… After a while the vibrations were starting to feel better, “Oh, yea…, then it stopped. “No! Don’t stop!” But it did not do anything. She waited for a while when, ‘BZZZZ’, “Oh…” the vibrations start”,

“Again,” Liz thought as the sudden onset of vibrations made her jump, triggering another jolt. She attempted to remain still, and the shocks ceased, but the humming persisted. “Yes…” she sighed as pleasure began to creep in. Then came the cry: “NO! Not that again!!!” once the vibrating stopped.

Despite previous events, Liz shook, struggling for freedom and a moment of release from the teasing torture, only to be punished when the jolts hit her just like before.

This cycle repeated endlessly; with each round, Liz felt herself inching closer to the climax she desired, yet never quite reaching it. Suddenly, “Liz! I found you!” called out from behind.

She tried turning to see Karen approaching, but every time she moved, a shock zapped her. Her clit had become so hypersensitive that the jolts were both painful and arousing simultaneously.

Carefully keeping still, Liz said, “Karen, can you open this? I’m trapped in here, and moving means getting shocked. I don’t think I can handle much more without losing my mind!”

Karen inspected it but couldn’t figure out how to unlatch the door. “I can’t pull with just one hand, so brace yourself; I’m going to push.”

She pushed but halted abruptly when a shock jolted her too. “OW!!! Shit, that’s not going to work.”

Then Liz noticed the sign lighting up: “Eat me.” Without thinking, she repeated it aloud. “WHAT?!!?!” Karen asked. “What did you say?”

Liz pointed at the display. “It says ‘eat me.’ Are you supposed to eat the sign itself?”

Karen started laughing. “Not… actually… I don’t think so, Liz.”

Liz was confused. She knew the phrase but never in this context. “OH! Eat ME! Is that referring to oral sex?”

At this realization, Karen doubled over and collapsed into laughter. When she could speak again, she gasped, “Don’t tell me you’re an oral virgin???!!”

Liz managed a weak reply, “Well… not exactly…” “How can you be ‘not exactly’ an oral virgin??” Karen pressed.

Before Liz could answer, the sign changed to “NOW!” and she felt small jolts begin again as her lower half suddenly cooled down.

“OW!” added Karen. “Oh, the door is opening,” rolling aside slightly. “Well, part of it anyway.”

Liz felt the shocks intensifying herself. “I think they want us to do this now!

“Yes, the sign says ‘now,’ and I believe them. Wait! Do you mean YOU should eat ME? No! You can’t do that! I’m straight! I’m not a lesbian!!! You absolutely cannot! It just isn’t right!”

But the shocks were mounting, and Liz could see Karen receiving them as well. “It’s okay, Liz. Just relax; it’s not that bad. I’m actually quite good at this,” Karen reassured her. “What? You’re a lesbian?” “Well, bi actually. I like guys too, but OWWW!!! It feels like now or never!” Looking around, Karen spotted another door nearby. “Wait here; I’ll be right back…”

Liz turned—well, looked over her shoulder—but Karen was already gone. “No! Karen! Don’t leave me alone! Oh, there you are. What are you doing? Stop, don’t do that! OWWW!!” The shocks were growing stronger. Liz wondered which would be worse: whatever Karen was about to do down below, or the relentless jolts!

Ignoring her protests, Karen knelt before Liz and began working. At first, she received a shock on her tongue, but then it faded, replaced by the familiar vibration. “I just hope they last longer this time,” Karen thought as she dodged Liz’s knee kicks. They weren’t well-aimed strikes, mostly nuisances…

“OWWW!” cried out Liz when Karen’s tongue first made contact with her sex. The shock was incredible, unlike anything she had felt before. She almost climaxed—almost—but it was mainly due to surprise and the electrical jolt.

She liked boys, not girls, so there was no way she would let Karen continue down there without a fight. She kept trying to defend herself but couldn’t see where Karen was positioned, kicking this way and that, missing most of the time. Occasionally she connected, but lacked leverage; every impact sent her bouncing back.

Still, Karen slipped past her legs, delivering licks here and there. Despite Liz’s resistance, it began to feel good—better than using vibrators or dildos on the bike previously.

Liz stopped fighting and started moaning automatically spreading her legs for better access. “Oh yes,” she thought, “she is very good, and this feels nicer than what Robert did that one time…” Then came a scream: “AAAAAAA!” as the shocks returned suddenly.

Karen was so close now; Liz could almost taste it herself, enjoying the sensation when—“AAAAA!!” The shock hit her clit, nipples, and tongue all at once, killing the building orgasm. “DAMN!!! NOT AGAIN!!!” Karen fell back from Liz, who stood there for a moment before the doors opened wider. Liz collapsed like a rag doll, crying softly.

“NO! I was so close! Stop it! Why are you doing this!!??” Liz wanted to add ‘bastards!’ but she was a good girl and didn’t swear… Well, she WAS a good girl, at least before being tricked into this game where she ran around naked with two strangers…

After a while, the shocks subsided along with her arousal. Both women got up. “Well, now what?” Liz asked.

“Back to Susan I guess,” Karen said, leading the way through the hallway toward where they had found Susan trapped in a foam door similar to Liz’s own.

Susan was standing there with eyes closed, crossing and uncrossing her legs, swaying like an exotic dancer she once saw in a movie. A slight blush crossed her cheeks as she snapped open her eyes in shock upon seeing them return. “We’re back, Sweetie!” “Oh, there you are,” Susan said. “What took so long? I was starting to get bored.” Liz’s question about how she got out was cut short as Susan fell down with a gasp: “Oh!…” Ungracefully retrieving herself, Susan stood up again. “That way, I guess.”

“Very good girls, that was great! Now move along please… there is so much more to do…” The same mysterious voice echoed.

They all thought the same thing: “That DAMN voice! But which way are we supposed to go?”

Liz’s experience in The Game continues in part 7