House of Pleasures

Mirror Mirror

Alice didn't know how long she stayed trapped in the canvas tunnel, having her body carressed and stimulated. She found herself grinding at the fingertips of one large, reaching hand. As soon as she thought she might find release, the hand disappeared and was replaced by another grasping her round buttocks, seemingly pulling them apart until her ass was completely exposed.

Completely lost in the new sensations, Alice struggled to stand on shaking legs.

She almost sobbed when multiple hands seemed to grasp her and propel her forward to the arch way. She blinked rapidly against the bright light of the room she'd been spat out into.

As her eyes adjusted, she began to shiver. She was so over stimulated that tears sprang to her eyes. As out of it as she was, she almost tripped over a metal rail attached to the floor. On closer inspection, it seemed to be some kind of track. Before she had to ponder further, a small cart arrived on the track carrying a dainty china plate adorned with hand painted flowers.

In the middle was a cake with a tag that said, "Eat Me!".

Feeling her stomach rumble and wondering exactly how long she had been there, she brought the cake to her lips and inhaled.

The smell was intoxicating, and she eagerly popped it into her mouth in one bite. To her relief, all she felt was a warming of her cold limbs and soothing to her confused mind.

Another small cart arrived. This time, it had a strange looking chair on top of it. The chair seemed to have hinges in places. There were arm rests and separate support for each leg. The track illuminated, and a fringed doorway appeared, as did a red neon sign pointing through the white plastic fringes with "Exit" emblazoned on it.

At first, Alice tried to walk up to the fringed door and push through the plastic. Quickly, it became evident these were not just flimsy sheets of plastic. Warily, she eyed the cart and chair. She couldn't help but wonder why it looked so strange and really didn't feel like getting on it, but wanted to get out of this place so much she found herself climbing onto the seat.

Her legs dangled slightly once seated, and her arms rested on the bars either side of her.

Suddenly, the cart jerked her forward as strange music began to play. The music was calming, but the instrument was forigne to her. The cart moved smoothly until it reached the fringed doorway. Just as the front of her chair began to breach through, Alice felt straps snap into place around her wrists and ankles. Her leg rests splayed apart, forcing her legs to go with them. Her ass was perched on either limb of the chair legs, and her weight caused her to press down so that her cheeks were spread as well as s*x.

She began to struggle and a sob left her, but as the track rounded a corner she thought she caught a glimpse of her reflection in a mirror. Not just one mirror, but dozens of mirrors surrounded her. Each mirror showed her reflected back at different angles. All of her was on display. She could see her hair and makeup were tussled up, her large soft breasts hung heavy and her n*****s were hard and puffy, her breasts swayed as the cart slowly moved and her pink wet s*x was splayed open with the bud of her engorged and her small entrance dripping with her juices. She reddened and closed her eyes.

"Now, now little morsel, don't look away. You are truly delicious looking when you are so open and aroused. Maybe I should have a taste."

Before Alice could let the words sink in, an image of the man in the white suit on his knees with his head between her thighs as he appeared to feast on her s*x.

She mindlessly reached out to touch him, and as she did she gasped at the feeling of soft lips and a hot wet tongue met her most intimate place. Her hand met no resistance, no one was there. But still she felt the image projected on the mirrors all around her. She watched as the man, whose face she'd never seen, placed a hand on the inside of her thigh and the other into her dripping entrance.

"Mmmm, yes, you are delicious, Alice. I've not tasted nectar so sweet in decades." His voice seemed to reverberate around her head.

Shivers ran down Alice's spine at his words. How could he taste anything when he wasn't really there?! Did he say decades?

She desperately tried to process everything, but the fog of arousal was weighing heavy on her. Her muscles tried to clam down on fingers that felt like they stretched her open but weren't really there. For the first time in her life, she was close to the precipice of release at another's hands. Just as she thought she might tip over, the image of her captor dissapeared from the mirror and the dizzying movement through the multitude of mirrors stopped. She cried out in frustration.

Sudden her body was jerked upwards as the chair rearranged itself, taking her with it.

She glanced at herself as her arms were raised above her head and her body was straightened to a standing position. She now stood, spread eagle attached to a metal cross. Her p***y looked swollen between her soft blonde curls she could see a string of her body's juices dripping down from her open s*x.

The cart started to move again and her image shifted in each new angle of the mirrors she passed.

"Please!" She shouted into the empty room. She wasn't sure what she was pleading for.

"Ahh, don't worry Alice, I will help." rumbled the deep masculine voice now laced with s****l promise.

A soft whirring sound started, and Alice looked down just in time to see a silver pole with a clear rubber tip and a flared base around 5 inches from the top. The pole was thick, about as thick as a beer bottle and there was a trough at the bottom of the pole. It continued to rise between her legs and Alice, wide eyed began to thrash and scream.

"No, no! Please, No!" She felt certain she knew what was happening, and certain she wouldn't be able to take it.

"Shhhh, Alice." Came the voice. "You will take it Alice, you will do it for me. I know you will because I want to make sure you can take me. I know you want me Alice. All those long nights telling me your deep secrets. I want you too Alice, I want all of you."

Just then, the bulbous rubber tip began to penetrate her.