Teresa's Adventure

[If you masturbate, turn to page 8. If you spend the day with the maid, turn to page 9. If you try to escape, turn to page 10.]

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(Page 6) Second room on the left, just like the note said. There are no doors on any of the rooms; you pass the bathroom, which has been cleaned and looks immaculate, showing no sign of last night's struggle; a fully-stocked kitchen where a naked, collared maid cooks what you can only assume is your dinner; Master's bedroom on the left and Mistress' on the right. As you enter, you notice with some incredulity that everything is on the ceiling. An upside-down bed where Master is sleeping, an upside-down dresser next to him. Only a black couch with a bright red cushion is on the floor, and you curl up on it, trying to fall asleep despite your whirling thoughts.

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You're waken rather rudely — you open your eyes blearily to see Master straddling your shoulders and his huge cock is right in front of you. "Lick me to orgasm, slave," he orders, sitting on your face. Despite the warning in the note, you're still rather taken aback by how forward your Master is so it takes you a second to start tracing your tongue up and down. "Oh, what a good slave you are," he moans, "ye-e-e-s-s-s, just like that... Mmm..." You start sucking on his head and he gasps before starting to hammer himself into your face, groaning in pure ecstasy. You busy yourself trying to keep up with his speed, but evidently, when you choke one too many times, you start to disappoint as he pulls out and gets up. You almost feel disappointed as his cock leaves your mouth, but disappointment soon turns into fear.

"I gave you an order, Teresa," he says, folding his arms as you lick his pre-cum off of your lips. "I wanted you to lick me to orgasm and your tongue game clearly isn't good enough to make me cum." He flies to his dresser and opens a drawer, pulling out some ropes. "And bad slaves need to be punished." You start to whimper and resist but he ties you face-down to the couch with your legs spread outwards and hands behind your back. This is becoming all too familiar, you think helplessly as he gags you with more rope tucked behind your teeth. He uses a finger to rub your clit and you shudder as he withdraws it. You've just started to realise how turned on you are when he slaps your ass, and the movement makes you drip all over the couch.

"Oh, aren't we a naughty one!" he exclaims, spanking you again and again as you cry out, 'Ufgh! Ufngh! Gah! Unghh!!' He laughs at your shrieks and slides his cock into your dripping pussy, hammering it into you several times before slapping you again. You scream around the rope at the stinging, burning pain on your ass and you imagine the shade of pink or red it must be now. Master puts his fingers to your pussy and waves them in front of your nose so you can smell yourself. "You're such a little cumslut," he says. He spanks you more as you wriggle, trying to get free, but his cock is still deep inside you and you have a feeling that all you're really doing is sticking your ass up more into the air and wiggling it around, tempting Master even more.

His attention returns to your pussy and aggressively thrusts in and out again, and your screams of pain slowly turn into screams of pleasure. Untying the rope around your mouth, Master asks, "Slave, I'm giving you another chance, because I am a kind master. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Master," you mumble, trying to rub yourself against the couch to bring yourself to the orgasm just out of reach. "Cumslut," he says, slapping your face, and moves, placing his cock just before your mouth. You strain against your bindings and slide your tongue around him, dragging it slowly in circles until he's moaning again and pulling your hair. You start to suck on him and he moans, reaching around to grope your ass as he starts to face-fuck your helpless mouth. You keep your mouth open obediently until he shudders, cums all over your face, and pats your ass affectionately. "Good slave." He moves behind you again and buries his face into your pussy, returning the favour as he licks your clit and slowly sucks on it as you scream.

"Oh, fuck, oh Master, I'm gonna cum, oh God, oh fuck, unngghhh!!!" Your body twitches and convulses as much as it can, bound by ropes as you are, as Master bites softly on your clit. You ride the waves of your orgasm, shaking and swearing, until you finish and collapse, exhausted, against the couch. Master withdraws and gives you a firm slap on the ass, then unties you. He starts to rub himself again and drifts into Mistress' room, presumably for more sex. Hours later, you wake up, with neither vampire anywhere in sight. It's 9am. What do you do?

[If you masturbate, turn to page 8. If you spend the day with the maid, turn to page 9. If you try to escape, turn to page 10.]

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(Page 7) You refuse to be treated this way. Maybe, if you're lucky, each of them will think that the other fucked you, and you'll be able to buy enough time that way to escape. For now, though... You've only just woken up, but the feeding has made you so exhausted. You lie down on the rug.

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Two slaps jolt you awake to see Master and Mistress, each naked, horny, and furious.

"You thought you could get away with this, Teresa?" Master growls, dragging you to your feet by your collar and spitting in your face. You can't tear your eyes away from his hate-filled ones, but you can hear commotion next to you; Mistress knocks the clock away and drags the table into the middle of the room. "You're our slave, your body belongs to us now."

"We haven't had to punish one of our slaves in a long time," Mistress says, "so we will enjoy this very, very much." She throws a coil of rope to Master who catches it and, hardly even noticing you fighting against him, throws you face-down on the table and ties your limbs to each of the four legs. He chuckles at the sight, asking Mistress, "Well? What will we do with her?"

Mistress slaps your ass and laughs at your indignant squeal. She moves around to your face and presents you with her naked pussy. "Lick me to orgasm, slave," she coos. You're so taken aback that you don't expect a finger to plunge into your pussy, and you cry out. Master laughs and hammers it in and out of you until, despite how much you wish you can retain your dignity, you're dripping onto the rug.

He waves his finger in front of your nose so you can smell yourself. "You're such a little cumslut," he says. "Lick your Mistress like a good whore while I punish you." He slaps your ass, and the movement makes you drip all over the rug. "Oh, aren't we a naughty one!" he exclaims, spanking you again and again as you cry out, 'Ufgh! Ufngh! Gah! Unghh!!' into your Mistress' wet pussy. You give it a few feeble licks until Master slaps you again and you stop, screaming in pain. He laughs at your shrieks and slides his cock into your dripping pussy, hammering it into you several times before slapping you again. Mistress, displeased with the lack of attention she's receiving, grips your hair and pulls you forward, grinding your mouth relentlessly against her pussy.

You pick up a rhythm; slap, scream, lick, repeat. Occasionally Master will stop spanking you long enough for you to suck on Mistress' clit and make her moan before he fucks you deep and hard and it's all you can do to keep your mouth on Mistress' pussy. Then it's back to alternating between being spanked and giving oral to the sexy vampire lady who won't stop yelling, "Oh, fuck, that's a good slave... Oh, yeah, right there... fuck me...!!"

You strain against your bindings and slide your tongue into her, dragging it slowly in circles until she's moaning again and pulling your hair. Master pulls out and moves around the table to pinch your right nipple, and you squeal with the sudden stimulation. You begin sucking on Mistress' clit and she moans, reaching around to pinch your left nipple as she reaches her climax. You keep your tongue moving as she shudders in front of you, and she slaps your ass affectionately. "Guh... nyaa... unghf... gah... Good slave." She stays put to make sure you lick up all her juices, and you have a brief reprieve.

Very brief, because suddenly Master is at your ass again and starts pumping his cock in and out of your sensitive pussy. Mistress leans down to kiss you passionately and Master gropes your breasts as he fucks you mercilessly, and you groan over and over again into Mistress' mouth. She moves beneath the table to suck your clit. You don't even have the energy to scream anymore as they tip you over the edge and you cum, shuddering for what feels like an eternity around his massive cock. Your body twitches and convulses as much as it can, bound by ropes as you are, as Mistress bites softly on your clit. You ride the waves of your orgasm, shaking and swearing, until you finish and collapse, exhausted, against the table, and Master finishes alongside you, collapsing on top of your motionless and sweaty body. "Good cumslut," he whispers as you pass out. Hours later, you wake up, with neither vampire anywhere in sight. It's 9am. What do you do?

[If you masturbate, turn to page 8. If you spend the day with the maid, turn to page 9. If you try to escape, turn to page 10.]

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(Page 8) You've never been into BDSM, but something about being tied up, spanked and fucked by a sexy vampire makes you hornier than you've ever been, even after cumming. Remembering the letter's promise of toys in your room, you get up — and grimace at the amount of cum and sweat coating your body. You call the maid, who draws you a bath and brings you food.

You realise you're starving and wolf down the breakfast she's provided, taking care to admire the blonde's beauty as you relax. She returns the favour, clearly enamoured by you as well. "You must be Teresa," she murmurs. "I heard you having a lot of fun last night." You blush.

"What's your name?" you ask, curious, as you scrub cum out of your hair (how did it even get in there?) and she shakes her head.

"I don't have a name anymore. Names are pointless here. I just respond to Maid, Slave, Worthless Whore and Slut." You ask her which she'd prefer to be called and her eyes widen in surprise. She definitely didn't expect that question and she pauses, thinking. "I like Slut." She gestures to her huge tits and ass. "I think that's pretty appropriate." You both share a laugh at her expense, and she doesn't seem to mind. "Master and Mistress hired me in the same way that they hired you, Teresa. The downside of immortality is that they have to keep finding new slaves when we die." The idea that there are more slaves like you, oddly, evokes not sympathy or solidarity but lust, as you imagine Master pounding his cock into Slut, or Slut's face buried deep in Mistress' pussy.

"Slut," you say suddenly, "are we allowed to pleasure each other?" She flushes and nods. You smirk and rise from the bath, your body glistening, as you take Slut's hand in yours. You both enter your room and you're astounded at the sheer amount of toys you've been given. "Start with a Jack and Jill party before 69ing?" you suggest, and she licks her lips in anticipation.

Slut grabs a dildo and you take a vibrator, each taking your positions on the floor facing each other. Slut suction cups the dildo onto the floor and lowers herself onto it without any need for encouragement, raising herself up and down on the 8"er and moaning in pleasure. Eager to get yourself started, you spread your legs and insert the vibrator into your already wet pussy, guiding its arm to your sensitive clit. "Fuck..." both of you moan at the same time, and chuckle. You move forward and kiss Slut, sliding your tongue into her mouth as she pants into yours, bouncing as she fucks the dildo. You grab each others' tits and squeeze hard, and you moan as a vibration sends a particularly strong wave of pleasure through your trembling body. Too soon, she rises from the dildo and pulls the vibrator out of your pussy, but then she lowers her head and starts kissing a very different place to your mouth.

You moan and push her onto the floor, swivelling your hips so you can face her own swollen clit. Slut matches you lick for lick, kiss for kiss, suck for suck as you eat each other out. You grind your pussy onto her helpless face, and she wiggles her hips in response, making her pussy somehow even more inviting. "Oh, fuck me, you stupid Slut," you whisper into her cunt and she doubles her efforts, sliding her tongue around inside you and creating the most delicious sounds as she does so. "Urrnghhh, aahhh, gguhhnmm, oohhhh, ungh, urhghhh...!"

"Fuck me, Slut!" you scream, sliding a shaking finger into her pussy so you can fuck her even as you cum violently. It's only a few more seconds before Slut cums too, screaming and wrapping her legs around you and convulsing on the floor under your sweaty body.

Shakily, you get up and help her to her feet. She smiles and kisses you passionately, and you lose yourself in her mouth and her soft, sweet tongue. You check the time on a clock on your dresser. "Only 11am?!" you exclaim.

"What else are we going to do all day?" Slut wonders, already rubbing her clit again. You turn to her with a murderous grin on your face.

"I don't know what I'm going to do, but I certainly know who I'm going to do..." you mutter as you slap her ass hard, "Ah!" she yelps, already bending over, ready to accept any spanking you dole out. "Maybe life here won't be too bad after all..." you murmur, reaching for a paddle.

Teresa's adventure ends here... go back and try different paths, and remember to rate!

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(Page 9) You're curious about why no one seems to live here — except the maid, of course, who you're just dying to fuck. 'Meet,' you correct yourself. Yes, you definitely want to 'meet' the maid. You get up to go into the kitchen— and grimace at the amount of cum and sweat coating your body. You call her to you instead, and she draws you a bath and brings you food.

You realise you're starving and wolf down the breakfast she's provided, taking care to admire the blonde's beauty as you relax. She returns the favour, clearly enamoured by you as well. "You must be Teresa," she murmurs. "I heard you having a lot of fun last night." You blush.

"What's your name?" you ask, curious, as you scrub cum out of your hair (how did it even get in there?) and she shakes her head.

"I don't have a name anymore. Names are pointless here. I just respond to Maid, Slave, Worthless Whore and Slut." You ask her which she'd prefer to be called and her eyes widen in surprise. She definitely didn't expect that question and she pauses, thinking. "I like Slut." She gestures to her huge tits and ass. "I think that's pretty appropriate." You both share a laugh at her expense, and she doesn't seem to mind. "Master and Mistress hired me in the same way that they hired you, Teresa. The downside of immortality is that they have to keep finding new slaves when we die." The idea that there are more slaves like you, oddly, evokes not sympathy or solidarity but lust, as you imagine Master pounding his cock into Slut, or Slut's face buried deep in Mistress' pussy.

"Slut," you say suddenly, "are we allowed to pleasure each other?" She flushes and nods. You smirk and rise from the bath, your body glistening, as you take Slut's hand in yours. You both enter your room and you're astounded at the sheer amount of toys you've been given. "Start with a Jack and Jill party before 69ing?" you suggest, and she licks her lips in anticipation.

Slut grabs a dildo and you take a vibrator, each taking your positions on the floor facing each other. Slut suction cups the dildo onto the floor and lowers herself onto it without any need for encouragement, raising herself up and down on the 8"er and moaning in pleasure. Eager to get yourself started, you spread your legs and insert the vibrator into your already wet pussy, guiding its arm to your sensitive clit. "Fuck..." both of you moan at the same time, and chuckle. You move forward and kiss Slut, sliding your tongue into her mouth as she pants into yours, bouncing as she fucks the dildo. You grab each others' tits and squeeze hard, and you moan as a vibration sends a particularly strong wave of pleasure through your trembling body. Too soon, she rises from the dildo and pulls the vibrator out of your pussy, but then she lowers her head and starts kissing a very different place to your mouth.

You moan and push her onto the floor, swivelling your hips so you can face her own swollen clit. Slut matches you lick for lick, kiss for kiss, suck for suck as you eat each other out. You grind your pussy onto her helpless face, and she wiggles her hips in response, making her pussy somehow even more inviting. "Oh, fuck me, you stupid Slut," you whisper into her cunt and she doubles her efforts, sliding her tongue around inside you and creating the most delicious sounds as she does so. "Urrnghhh, aahhh, gguhhnmm, oohhhh, ungh, urhghhh...!"

"Fuck me, Slut!" you scream, sliding a shaking finger into her pussy so you can fuck her even as you cum violently. It's only a few more seconds before Slut cums too, screaming and wrapping her legs around you and convulsing on the floor under your sweaty body.

Shakily, you get up and help her to her feet. She smiles and kisses you passionately, and you lose yourself in her mouth and her soft, sweet tongue. You check the time on a clock on your dresser. "Only 11am?!" you exclaim.

"What else are we going to do all day?" Slut wonders, already rubbing her clit again. You turn to her with a murderous grin on your face.

"I don't know what I'm going to do, but I certainly know who I'm going to do..." you mutter as you slap her ass hard, "Ah!" she yelps, already bending over, ready to accept any spanking you dole out. "Maybe life here won't be too bad after all..." you murmur, grabbing a paddle.

Teresa's adventure ends here... go back and try different paths, and remember to rate!

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(Page 10) You've never had so much pleasure in your life — but at the moment, the most pleasurable thing to you would be getting the fuck out of this place. After all, you're more of a dominant sex partner anyway. Being tied up and fucked doesn't come naturally to you, and neither does obeying. No matter how sexy those vampires might be. You get up — and grimace at the amount of cum and sweat coating your body. You call the maid, who draws you a bath and brings you food. You realise you're starving and wolf down the breakfast she's provided, taking care to admire the blonde's beauty as you relax. She returns the favour, clearly enamoured by you as well. "You must be Teresa," she murmurs. "I heard you having a lot of fun last night."

"Did I ask for your opinion, slut?" you say, and she flushes bright red, leaving the room. "Well, that's one way to avoid surveillance..." you murmur to yourself as you wash cum out of your hair (how did it even get there?). With no clothes to put on, you wander the house naked, poking and prodding at nooks and crannies. No windows. No entrance or exit aside from the door you came in through, and it's securely locked. Think, Teresa, think. Inspiration strikes. Didn't Mistress say in her letter that you had some sports equipment in your room? You enter and are astounded by the sheer number of sex toys hanging on one wall, but remind yourself to focus. Think with your brain, not your pussy. And then you see it — a billiards cue you think you could wedge between the wall and the door to try to force it open, crowbar-style.

With one final glance around — the maid is still in the kitchen busying lunch for the two of you, and the vampires are nowhere to be seen — you sprint to the door and jam the cue into the small gap between the door and wall, where it only just fits. But as you start to use it to try to force the door open, the wooden door makes an ungodly screeching sound. Your heart sinks all the way to your stomach as the maid rushes out and catches you red-handed.