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3. Escape Room

This wasn’t any average escape room game. Lindsey knew exactly what she had signed up for, it was a new game at the club. And she loved the games they came up with at the club.

The only way out of this maze of rooms was to f**k her way out. There was more to it than that, she had to c*m. She was looking forward to all the orgasms it would take to get through the maze.

With a giggle, she skipped into the first room and the door closed behind her. The room was empty except for a single two-drawer filing cabinet. She opened the top drawer and flipped through the empty hanging files. She did the same with the second drawer.

She cheered triumphantly as she found a strip of condom packets. She lifted her prize high. The game had begun. Another door clicked open and she pranced through to the next room.

This one looked a little tricky. She had more than half expected there to just be beds or chairs in each of the rooms. But this room was empty. There was one wall painted with red flames, and it had random holes cut into it.

Glory holes? She backed her ass up against one of the holes and stood there. Nothing happened. She shifted and folded over more, aligning her entrance more with the hole in the wall. Still nothing.

She looked at the wall for a while. She stuck her hand into one of the random holes.

She was rewarded with a warm c**k in her hand, but her hand and c**k were on the other side of the hole. When she removed her hand, movement in the corner of her peripheral vision caught her attention.

What was that?

She stuck her hand back in the hole and grabbed onto the c**k again. This time she looked at all the other holes. There it was, a hand sticking out of another hole. That didn’t exactly do her any good, it was too far away to reach.

She laughed. Whoever put this game together had done a really good job. She began sticking her hand into various holes. She was rewarded with hands, real c***s, and dildos popping out of different holes. What she needed to do was find the right combination of holes to get the prize that would get her off.

She was still laughing but getting frustrated when she decided to plunge both hands into different holes. Reward!

In one hole, it felt like someone started sucking on her fingers. The other hand clearly found a breast and n****e to toy with. And she was rewarded with a loudly buzzing vibrator and a set of fingers that knew exactly what to do with her p***y. It was oddly erotic to be f****d through a painted wall, but it was fun.

The mystery fingers slid into her with a satisfying thrusting action that was paired with a constant vibration against her c**t. It was as if Lindsey’s dial had been cranked to full throttle; they were there to make her c*m and c*m fast.

She gasped when her muscles twitched over, and she had no control. It wasn’t a big orgasm, but it had done its job and unlocked the room. The wall she was still plastered against swung back, opening another section of the room.

The breast and mouth under her fingers disappeared, And the fingers and vibrator at her p***y pulled away back behind their secret hole. Lindsey rolled, leaning against the wall. This new level of the room was fairly straightforward, there was a bed and a bank of old card catalog drawers. Each drawer was roughly the size of a four-by-five-inch index card, and each drawer was labeled alphabetically.

She reached forward and pulled on the first drawer she could touch. It didn’t move. With a huff, she decided this needed to be done systematically. She went to the top right-most drawer and tried it. It also didn’t move. There were a lot of drawers, this was going to take some time if she went one drawer at a time.

She stepped back and thought for a moment. The size of the actual drawer was about the right size for a dildo. Maybe she needed to open the D drawer. There were four D drawers: ‘da to del,’ ‘dem to dia,’ ‘dib to don,’ and ‘dom to dyz.’

She pulled on dib to don, expecting there to be a dildo inside, and then she would take it and get herself off. But the drawer didn’t open.

“f**k,” she bit out with frustration. She began yanking on all the D drawers. ‘Dom to dyz’ slid open. It contained a key. Grabbing the key, she cast her gaze around, looking for something to unlock. She slid the key into a door and it opened.

Out stepped a tall bear of a man wearing a classic business suit.

“Hello, daddy,” she purred.

“Excuse you?” His voice was sharp and commanding, and he barely looked down his nose at her.

She clenched her fists and did a little shimmy of a dance. He was a Dom, of course, the key in the ‘dom to dyz’ drawer! This was awesome. Immediately she stood still, hands folded together, and looked down at his shoes.

“My apologies, Sir,” she said in as quiet a voice as she could muster.

He lifted her chin with one finger and looked into her eyes. “Much better, but I sense a brat in you. Are you a brat?”

She hadn’t really decided what she was. She switched back and forth easily enough depending on her mood. She figured being a brat was good for the moment, especially if it meant he would spank her.

“I am today,” she blurted out. For a split second she panicked and then realized that was a very on-brand answer for a brat.

The man began removing his belt. This was great, she was going to get a spanking. She did enjoy those, and everything about this game so far had her on edge with nerves.

“Do I need to punish you?” His voice was deep and made her wet with its commanding tone.

“I think you will have to, Sir.” She didn’t want to seem too eager and jump up on the bed, presenting him with her ass. So she waited.

He sat, and then told her to lay across his lap. She did, eager to feel the first smack of his belt across her butt cheeks. She gasped when the first hit landed. It was just hard enough to sting. Perfect.

He followed each smack with a brisk rub down of her ass. At some point, the rubbing of her ass included fingering. Once he began slipping his fingers into her eager p***y her next orgasm rolled over her body.

The dom set her aside and left her through one door. Another wall opened, and the space grew bigger. There was a bed, different bean bags, benches, and pillows. Lindsey was no longer the only naked player in the room. There were now five of them, two women, and three men.

“So this is the boss level?” one guy asked.

“I think we have to get each other off,” the other woman said.

Lindsey held up the ribbon of condoms she had brought with her from the first room. “I’ve got condoms.”

“I’ve got lube,” someone else said.

Each person displayed a different tool or toy that would contribute to the party. And a party it was.

“I don’t think any of us are getting out of here until we all c*m,” Lindsey announced as she crawled up on the bed. “We’ve all hit it at least once to make it this far, right?”

Everyone nodded.

“So this is my proposal.” She explained that everyone needed to be honest, and they would all work as a team to make the person who was least likely to have multiple orgasms have their next orgasm. That was how she ended up with a strap-on bucked to her hips and was f*****g one of the guys up his ass while the other woman was giving him a blow job, and the guy had yet another c**k in his mouth. They were a writhing, throbbing, f*****g pile of bodies.

Two men spurted out weak streams of c*m. Two orgasms down, three to go.

Lindsey sat back and absentmindedly toyed with the third man’s flaccid c**k as she watched the two finished men eat out the other woman. She came with loud screams.

“Okay,” Lindsey said. The c**k in her hand began thickening with renewed vigor. “I guess it’s down to us.”

As the last two who needed to c*m, the guy admitted he probably wouldn’t shoot a load unless he was in p***y. Lindsey was perfectly willing to let him rail her until her muscles turned to jelly. Her previous two orgasms had been serviceable, if not slightly disappointing. So she was perfectly willing to get properly plowed.

Once recovered, his c**k was thick and hard, and he thrust into her as if they hadn’t been f*****g their way through a game all evening long. The other contestants joined in the fun, and she had d***s on her hands, and mouths on her body.

This time when she came it was hard and drawn out. Her inner muscles milked the c**k deep inside of her. Her partner did not relent until he pressed hard against her hips. If he hadn’t been wearing a condom, she knew she would have been filled with heat and wetness.

She lay there panting as all the walls fell away. She had made it through the escape room maze. “That was fun. I want to do it again!”