1 comments/ 31857 views/ 4 favorites The Play House Ch. 01 By: StarlessNight Hey, sorry for not updating my other story, but I've diverted to finish this one. There's less detail, a very unrealistic story, but if you like some far fetched stories this is for you. Everybody's above 21, too. This is part 1, or day one. Please read the other ones, too! Feedback is highly appreciated, I'll probably reply to say thanks! -- Slowly, the world around her eyes swam into view. The warmth of the room entered her body. The soothing colours connected to form coherent patterns. Eventually, she was awake. The room was a bedroom. It was well fitted and luxurious. The only sign that something seemed wrong was how she was handcuffed to the bed. She turned to see a fluffy pink pair of cuffs, restraining her to the bed and areas just adjacent to it. Ellie looked up into a mirror. In horror she realized she was wearing different clothes. She remembered walking, taking hay to her horses, when suddenly everything blacked out. She could have been out for ages. What had changed was that she was nearly naked except for her bra and panties – what had once been a white, undecorated pair had become a tight red and black pair, clearly seductive. Whoever had taken her in also washed her up, since she could not smell anything from the field, only a sweet perfume that hung around her. Suddenly the door opened. Ellie stood up but was then held back by the cuffs – her breasts jiggled as she struggled to get away, her hair falling down around her head. Suddenly, a familiar voice. "Ellie? Is that you?" Rach was there, wearing the skimpiest dress that could ever be imagined. Her breasts stood out and her nipples were just out of view behind a thin velvet layer and a bright white bra. "Oh, I heard they brought you in! Welcome to the house!" Ellie was not comforted. She knew Rach well. "Rach, what's going on?" she said in a hushed voice. "Oh," started Rach, "Don't you get it?" Ellie shook her head slowly. Rach sat herself down onto the bed and breathed deeply. "I'll tell you, then. This is the play house." Ellie resumed her puzzled expression. Rach continued, "Basically, lots of girls come here to play. Sometimes we like new girls. You're here to be a new girl." Ellie was deeply afraid. "...what do you mean, play?" Rach smiled and ran a finger down her arm. From her bra she took out a pink key which she used to take off the handcuffs. "We like to fuck each other, that's all," Rach explained innocently, sliding onto Ellie, "Let's have a go now, shall we?" Ellie felt a hand reach her unusual panties. The jolt of fear was enough to make her push Rach back and run out of the room. She heard Rach gasp behind her as she shot through the door. "Girls, girls, this one's getting out!" Rach cried. Ellie was faced with a long corridor of doors, identical to hers. There was no natural light, only dim lamps lighting the narrow hall way. From both directions, she saw tall women coming towards her at shocking speed. Desperately, she dove into one of the opposite rooms and went for the window. What she did not expect to see was a full sex scene right before her – she knew both of them. Emily and Annabel were feverishly pumping against each other with a dildo before Ellie had entered. They screamed as Ellie rushed past and tried to get through the window. "Ellie?! Girls, she's in here!" Ellie fumbled with the window but suddenly she was seized by sticky hands and pinned down to the floor. In moments she saw nothing again. -- Ellie awoke in a much smaller room. The walls were cushioned – it almost felt as if she was in a mental asylum. She was not chained but there was nowhere to move to – only a door with a viewing hole and a panel at waist height. She was still wearing the tight panties and bra from earlier. She heard no sound from the outside – so shouting out may be futile. After a long time, she knelt down and closed her eyes. She felt thirsty. Luckily she didn't need the toilet. All these girls she was remembering from years ago in college. They were either in her year or the year above. Ellie was 22 now. Looking around, she noticed small buttons next to the door – one for the light, one marked "A". She could only assume that this was "Assistance", so she tried touching it. Nothing happened so she went back to kneeling. Moments later, however, the viewing slit at the top slid open. Ellie bolted upright to see Rach wearing a lot less – only the bra and what must have been the panties from earlier. "What do you want Ellie?" Rach said, impatiently. "I'm... I'm thirsty," Ellie stuttered, scared by Rach's harsh tone. Rach turned around and left. The slit closed. Ellie stood and waited for a while. Then the lower slit opened. She knelt before it to try and see Rach again. What did poke through was a bright blue dildo. Upon closer inspection, it was a strap on – Ellie saw Rach's waist, panty-less, before her eyes when she was at its level. "Suck it if you want a drink." Ellie leaned forwards and opened her mouth to it. She felt cool water on its tip. "Come on! Suck it!" shouted Rach and suddenly the strap on was inside Ellie's mouth. She sucked it tenderly and water did seem to ooze from it. Looks like this was how she'd be drinking for a while. The water trickled down her throat as she sucked harder. She had never sucked cock before, let alone a lesbain's strap on, but this felt good. Whether it was the water she craved or something else, she wasn't sure. Rach pulled away and held onto it. "Mmm, you like that, don't you, Ellie?" She barked. Ellie nodded out of fear, unwilling to show any enjoyment. She was still thirsty, though. "Say you do." "I do." Rach stooped down and shouted, "SAY IT LIKE YOU WANT ME!" "I do!" Ellie cried. Suddenly the cock was through the lower slit and Ellie was drinking again. It didn't last long before it was pulled out again, though, and Ellie licked the last drops up as Rach walked away. The slits closed up. Ellie was left on her own again. She sat and waited, not tired anymore, just awake from the cool drink of water. Slowly, however, she realized she was feeling horny. The sucking seemed to have set her off and she felt her pussy wetten below her. She knew how to masturbate, she did it very often. Sliding back her panties, she slid her fingers over the sticky pussy. She gradually got faster as an uncontrollable urge to cum swept over her. Something in the water really set her off. Soon she was crying for mercy at her own fingers as she orgasmed. Screaming, she was sure Rach heard her. She became silent straight away, restful in her post orgasmic state. She wiped her sticky fingers on the wall to get rid of the juice. A little while later, she hornyness had caught up again and she wanked once more. She didn't cum this time but she got close, exhausted. She waited a long time before doing anything. She was hungry after a while. In her head she ran over what was going on and everything seemed to irrational. She plucked up the courage to ask for some food and hoped she wouldn't be confused by any sex games. Rach met her at the upper slit. "Yes?" Ellie quietly said, "Can I have some food?" Rach turned away again and soon returned. Through the lower hole came a tin of soup and a plastic spoon. "Call me when you're finished." Ellie took it, red in the face from the embarrassment of sucking her strap on earlier. She at the soup feverishly. When the tin was empty, she called again and Rach arrived. Taking the tin, she spoke for a moment through the upper slit, "You know, Ellie, we do have vibrators..." Before Ellie could enquire, she slits were shut. Suddenly her tired pussy sprang back to life like never before. A vibrator would be wonderful – she had never used one. And now she was extra horny too. Clearly Rach was watching. 2 minutes of deliberation resulted in her hitting the button again. Rach appeared at the slit with an evil smile. "What can I get you, baby?" Ellie stuttered and went bright red, but her pussy demanded the vibrator. "Can I.... erm, do you think I could please have a... vib... vibrator?" Rach giggled and nodded. "Okay, Ellie..." she started. "How about... Amy, Jessica, or Kerry?" Ellie was baffled. "W... What?" Rach spoke with an adamant tone, "Amy, Jess, or Kerry? Whose?!" Ellie acted fast, with no idea what the true meaning of this was, "Erm... Amy?" Rach left straight away. She came back, holding a great big purple vibrator, passing it though the slit. Before Ellie could say thanks, she was gone again. Ellie looked down at this item. It burned in her hands – it had full batteries, and was larger than expected. It was clear with round silver balls inside. Along the bottom she saw the name "Amy M", carefully engraved. Suddenly she buzzed with excitement. Amy had, perhaps, pleasured herself using this very vibrator. The idea was exhilarating for Ellie in confusing ways. Instantly her mind was filled with images of Amy rocking back and fourth on this toy, screaming for mercy... Within seconds Ellie was on the floor and the vibrator was on, easing its way into her pulsing pussy. Oh, the pleasure was uncontrollable. She imagined Amy breathing as heavily as she was, pushing it in harder and harder. Ellie forced it up there to match her pace, following an imaginary fucking partner, sweaty and near orgasm already. When she came she screamed, knocked back by the glorious wave of energy the washed over her. She panted slowly and slid her panties back up, deeply embarrassed yet wonderfully satisfied. The images of Amy disappeared quickly. -- Ellie woke again. She felt like she had been out for a full night – she couldn't tell though as she saw no light. She was simply thirsty now, separate for a drink. Her frolic before was outside her memory – she didn't actively think of it. She buzzed for attention. She stood up, checking her bra and panties, dry now, to make sure they were presentable. Her breasts seemed particularly firm today. The top slit opened. She was greeted with a completely different face – Helen. Ellie only saw her face but was taken back by this change. Helen, however, was not amused. "What do you want?" Ellie stammered, "Where's Rach?" "It's my shift now. Got a problem with that?" Ellie shook her head and got on with her question, "Can I have a drink?" Helen shut the top with a loud slam. The lower one opened and Ellie felt a dildo end tough her leg, leaving a sticky mark. Ellie kneeled and sucked, having completely forgotten that drinking involved this process. This time, she took it a bit better – sucking it like a real cock, which seemed to be the best way to extract the oddly cool but sweet water. She drank her fill and then Helen instantly reeled back, stroking it like a real cock. "You like it, don't you, Ellie?" She had no intention to mess around. She cried, "Yes Helen!" out of fear. The slit shut again and she heard angry footsteps march away, down the hall. Ellie thought for a second – where was she? Some kind of prison? There had to be other prisoners, this cell couldn't be the only one. The room itself was big enough to stand up and stretch in, but you could barely fit a desk here. Other rooms must be the same... ...and perhaps they also contained prisoners, locked up, drinking from a strap on, doomed until they were released... Suddenly Ellie's mind began to wander and her pussy lit up. She sat back down, having no reservations, and turned on the vibrator. She fucked herself harder this time, her mind saturated with Amy's body, and she eventually came again. She didn't fell fully satisfied, though – she felt like she had more to give. She slid off her panties fully to marvel at her pussy, trobbing after an orgasm but ready to give more. Ellie licked the dildo and fingered her clit. Oh my god... the simple idea of Amy filled her with a warm feeling, as if her hand was not her own. Only now was it occurring to her that she was being turned on by another girl. This felt unusual but she couldn't deny it – it was a welcome feeling. What else could she do but masturbate? Ellie realized a second vibrator would be helpful in cumming harder – another to tend to her clitoris. Slipping the sweaty panties on again, and hiding the vibrator below the door, she called for assistance, hoping that Helen would not realize she already had one. The top slit opened. Ellie was clearly blushed, fully red, with labored breathing. Helen snapped, "You know Ellie, you're pretty hot when you cum." Ellie blushed but could not deny it. "How did you see?" "Cameras. We have them on all the cells. Rach says you have Amy's vibe right now?" Ellie nodded, feeling totally perverted for being watched. "What did you want, then?" Helen said, seductively. Ellie rejected this in spite and fear, but mainly in embarrassment. "Oh, nothing..." she said, finally. Helen smiled and closed the door. Ellie sat back down on the floor and gazed upwards to the hidden camera. Maybe it was in the light? Ellie slid the vibrator behind her and sat in silence. Later food was brought to her and she ate quickly. Helen seemed to be a lot nicer to her. Ellie drifted off to sleep again... -- She was awoken by a knocking at the door. Another voice called inside. "Is that Ellie? Oh my god, that's so hot!" came the lullaby voice of Amy. Ellie looked up and hid the vibrator. "Hey Amy!" she stammered. Amy opened the door. She was fully dressed in a long fine dress – for a moment, Ellie marveled at its beauty. Suddenly she was picked up by another girl – Laura. She was handcuffed again, caught fully off guard, and blindfolded instantly. She felt a slap on her ass, clearly from Amy, sending her off down the hallway. Eventually, she reached a door, which opened before her. She was led over to a seat, tilted slightly, where she was sat down. Different straps were applied around her legs and her chest, and then her arms were freed and strapped down again. She tried lifting them to no avail. Her panties had disappeared and her legs were spread wide open. The last thing to be put on was a gag over her mouth. The blindfold stayed on for a while. She heard other people being led into the room, familiar voices, most of which were soon gagged. Then, her blind fold disappeared and the full room came into view. She was surrounding Amy, in the centre. Below her chair was a machine of some kind – she couldn't see any details but it looked quite big. There were 5 other chairs, each manned with another girl. From left to right, she saw Becky R, Jennifer, Anna, Amanda, and Sammie. Each one was bound up tight, and had recently been un-blindfolded. Amy spoke straight away. "You all recently were offered places in the play house but you all resisted. Now you are all in captivity and we are watching you closely." I scanned the others. They all looked scared. Nobody had panties on, they were on the floor below Amy. "However, you have all been masturbating since we left you to your own devices. It's been really hot to watch. However, only 2 of you have vibes – feel free to ask." There were some blushing faces, especially Ellie, who instantly wondered who else was at the level she was at. Did they have the same kind of vibrator? "Since you're all so horny, we thought you'd enjoy a go on the machines. Feel free to watch each other. Who wants to go first?" There was silence – even if one of them had wanted to go, they would not be heard. "Okay, well, we will let the machine decide. It's all automatic, don't worry... come on Laura, we have a dinner with fucking to attend." As Amy left she pressed a button on the machine. The floor then lit up, sparkling each of its lights before each chair. Ellie saw the lights spin around like a roulette wheel, passing her once each second. The rate slowed down, ticking like a clock until it fell onto Amanda's chair. All eyes were on her. Amanda cried out but the gag was too perfect. We watched the machine whirr and move upwards, moving a small vibrating unit up into Amanda's pussy. Rocking up and down she blinked and breathed heavily. She accelerated and panted and moaned behind her gag. Ellie couldn't believe how hot this was to her, and she felt her pussy visibly wetten. Amanda cried out louder and louder and shuddered suddenly, clearly orgasming on the vibrator machine. As she panted the machine lowered, sensing her subdued state. Ellie read the name of the machine – Sybian mark III. Suddenly the lights span around again, picking Jennifer. The machine penetrated her and made her cum even faster. She seemed even louder than Amanda. Another set of lights span around and Anna was chosen. She was furthest away but none the less, Ellie felt her pussy wretch and writhe for attention – if she could reach it, Ellie would be masturbating hard. The lights span as Anna was still screaming. Next up was Sammie who squirmed to get away from the machine but it found her none the less. She was less scared of it once it was penetrating her, and in fact she bounced up and down to the best of her abilities. Ellie was close enough to make out the words "fuck" from her as she came to her climax. Now it was just between Ellie and Becky. The lights ticked for a long time and finally they rested on Ellie. She did not squirm as she felt it robotically meet her pussy. She felt the vibrations begin throughout her body like some strong storm bellowing below. She saw all eyes resting on her, some wide open, some fearful. Ellie rocked up and down as the vibrator churned in her pussy, making her feel alive. She cried out "FUCK!" every second of the trip, as much as she could, breathing heavily through her nose as she was penetrated forcefully, feeling it reach deeper and fuck harder and harder until... Ellie spazmed and clearly reached her best orgasm ever. Her body flickered as he machine receded below her and the juices flowed from her pussy. She reeled back and barely watched Becky as she was catapulted into the same craze. When Becky was finished they all though the show was over. However, all lights began flashing and all the machines returned, fucking them all again. Oh good god, Ellie thought, surrounded by girls being fucked beyond their control, this was the hottest experience of her life. Every girl shuddered and spazmed on the machines. Each reached their orgasm and settled down. Ellie felt sorry for Becky who was nearly in tears, having had no time to recover. The second go was much more powerful than the first. There was barely any waiting time until someone entered. Rach, wearing an evening dress, strode in. "Good evening everyone! Great to see lots of tired faces!" Rach got no reply, but she continued. "You now have the chance to expel your hornyness on another girl in the room. You will be paired up and re-clothed. You will not necessarily get your own panties back... but you will be un blindfolded in a room with another girl." The action occurred. The going was slow but there were many hands in this operation. At no point did Ellie have the chance to escape. She soon found a pair of panties being slid up her legs. They felt different and cooling. Soon she found herself on a bed, with the blindfold off, unchained and with the door locked. On the other side of the bed was Amanda. They were both still gagged and the got up and stared at one another. They were both awake again after the previous incident. The two of them roughly organized their way out of the gags. They were easy to take off. Finally, they could speak. There was an awkward silence. Amanda spoke first, "Oh my god, this is all so confusing..." Ellie nodded. "It really is, it's so fast." She couldn't deny she was enjoying it a little. The Play House Ch. 01 There was a silence again. "That was pretty intense, though," said Ellie after a few moments. Amanda instantly responded, "Yeah, that was really powerful." They neatly avoided words that would explain their true feelings about the machines. Both found them completely exhilarating. There was a longer silence. Amanda broke it this time, "Who do you think took the vibrators earlier?" "Not me" Ellie instantly lied, "but I bet it was Anna." This was a mere cover story, she had no idea." "Yeah, she looked like she enjoyed that one," Amanda said, masking the cheeky implications. Ellie nodded. "Is it true," Amanda continued, "that we've all masturbated since we got here?" Ellie couldn't really deny it, "Yeah, I have. I'm not sure why, though. I don't usually." Amanda giggled for a moment. Then silence returned, briefly, before Amanda said, "I think it's the water. It's got hormones in it or something. Turns us on." Ellie realized she might be right. She made no attempt to apply any innuendo. She sat in silence, her pussy craving for attention. Besides the bed, there was also a desk. She got up to check it out. Amanda wondered aloud, "Do you think we could get out?" "Unlikely," Ellie said quickly. She slowly opened the drawers. Inside, several dildos gleamed. "What's in there?" Amanda asked. "Oh, erm..." Ellie stammered, "Toys." Amanda giggled and said, "Yeah, they've got lots of those here." Silence returned. There was nothing from either of them as they sat on the bed. Ellie felt the need to break the ice again. "I wonder... I, erm, wonder whose panties I've got." Amanda looked up. Ellie was very aware of the alien clothes she had around her pussy, chocking it. "Yeah, she said we'd be swapped, right?" Ellie nodded and stood up. There was only one way to check. "Mind if I have a look? It should say the name at the back." Amanda said, "Yeah, mine had it sewn in. Don't worry, I've already seen worse." She giggled. Ellie smiled uneasily and began to slide down her panties. It felt too wrong, though. Ellie slid them back up, even though Amanda wasn't even looking. "Amanda, can you check them for me?" Amanda turned and said, "Oh, actually, yeah... I guess that's a better idea." Ellie walked over and bent down a bit below the light. She felt a hand lift the lid over her panties. Nothing un expected, but it still made Ellie's throbbing clit tingle with delight. "It says... Anna Spain," said Amanda, laughing, "oh, you got the slag!" Ellie stood back up and said, "Hey! Well, I guess we've all, you know, had a go in them?" Amanda stopped laughing and nodded slowly, "I guess I did. Can you, uh, check mine?" Ellie nodded and Amanda bent over. Subduing an urge to spank, Ellie lifted the lid of her panties. In beautiful writing, she read "Becky Reynolds". "It says Becky Reynolds," said Ellie. Amanda giggled. "Isn't she so innocent, though?" "Yeah, she'd never do that. I don't believe it at all. I didn't see her because I had just finished mine, but..." Ellie realized she had slipped into discussing the machines. Amanda picked up the conversation smoothly. "Oh, yeah, she was the fastest, I think. Not as, uh, loud as you though!" They both giggled with glee, slowly becoming more comfortable. Ellie spoke next, "You enjoyed it, then?" Amanda laughed, "Of course! Did you not see me?" "It must have been scary going first." "Yeah," Amanda replied, "but I was kinda turned on so I was ready for it." Ellie giggled, "Same. Try watching 4 people before you!" The two laughed loudly and sat back down on the bed. Ellie realized her pussy was wettening through the fabric – having Amanda here didn't help, and the fact that she was wearing panties that someone else had masturbated in... oh, she could just feel the orgasm already. "So you got turned on by it?" asked Amanda. "Yeah," Ellie said, "but, you know... it feels bad. Not right." Amanda nodded, "kinda dirty. But, if it feels right, you know..." There was a silence. Amanda spoke, staring into Ellie's eyes, "I'm still turned on now, I don't think I'll ever be turned off!" Ellie giggled and nodded uneasily, "I'm desperate to wank, too." Silence returned. When it came to speaking, the both spoke together and squeaked in embarrassment. They stayed embarrassed for a while but both knew what they wanted. "Why don't we just get it off now, alone?" Ellie nodded, and moved to the drawer, "you stay on that side, let's not get too close – you want a dildo?" Amanda nodded, saying "That would be great! I actually lied earlier, though, I have a vibrator in my cell." Ellie confessed too – "Yeah, I do too... whose, erm, whose do you have?" Amanda giggled, "Helen's. It kinda makes it better." Ellie nodded and said, "I've got Amy's." There was a pause. Then Ellie went back to finding a dildo. She pulled out two identical ones and walked over to Amanda. "Thanks!" she said, sliding back behind the bed on the opposite side. Ellie took to her own. She slid down and stripped off her bra quickly, throwing it onto the bed, as well as her panties – well, Anna's panties. She realized the dildo would not vibrate so she stuck it in as fast as possible. Soon they were both groaning with glee, fuelling each other's orgasms. Ellie could barely imagine the stimulation she got from Amanda's efforts, and vice versa. Ellie loved the squelch as she heard Amanda thrusting with the dildo in and out, imagining the warm sensations she must be feeling and adding them to her own. Ellie struggled to keep with her pace and found as she neared her peak the going got tougher but more rewarding – every pump was more pleasing. Ellie heard the unmistakable squeal from Amanda of an orgasm. She panted and pushed harder to get to her point but she was too slow – Amanda was long gone by the time she came. She slowly turned around to see Amanda sliding her bra on. Panting heavily, she scrambled to get the panties on. Amanda turned around and snapped backwards immediately, "Sorry, I didn't mean to look..." referring to Ellie's dangling breasts. Ellie hid her perky nipples as she turned away, and then slung the remaining bra and panties on. She briefly wondered whether the bras were named like the panties... Amanda broke the less awkward silence. "You're really really loud." Ellie blushed and said, "Well, I could be worse. Who do you think was the loudest on the machines?" Amanda pondered for a moment. "Hmm... I guess Sammie was quite loud." "Oh god, I was next to her, she was crazy." "She, like, resisted at first, but then totally went with it, didn't she?" Amanda asked. Ellie nodded and giggled, "Yeah, but I can't see how anyone couldn't enjoy that!" Suddenly the lights went out and the door was flung open. Instantly they were bound, gagged and separated. Ellie just submitted this time – scared, but now she had a friend in the play house. Perhaps they would meet up again. -- When the blindfold was removed, Ellie found herself in a totally different room. The door snapped shut behind her straight away. Instead, now, she was in a much larger, more comfortable room. The floor was carpeted softly – she could have slept on it easily, but she didn't need to since there was also a bed in the centre. There was a desk with a chair at the side and a cupboard, and a long mirror. The whole room was lit with 4 bright lights. There was also another door. Ellie instinctively check this out. She found it opened into a shower room - small, but there were plenty of towels, a good shower and a toilet. Checking out the rest of the room, the desk contained lots of make up as well as hair straightness and body lotions (more than Ellie owned). The cupboard turned out to be a mini fridge, containing cool wine and light snacks. There was only one wine glass, though. However, even more interestingly, there was a TV in the wall. She found the remote straight away and turned it on. Ellie was greeted with a menu. "Play House Holding Room" said the title. There were various options, including "status updates", "videos", "galleries", and "current timetable". Since it was the first one, Ellie hit "status updates". The screen blacked out and a girl appeared – oh, it was Amy. She was wearing the same dress. The video was excellent quality. "Hello girls. I hope you enjoyed this evening's entertainment. There will be more in store in a few days time. I'm just going to run you through what happened in your little rooms." Ellie's heart sank. Clearly there were cameras everywhere. "Firstly, in Jenny and Anna's room, the girls had a friendly chat followed by a little bit of touchy feely." The image became a snapshot of their room. It was the same as Ellie's but Anna and Jenny were together on the bed, physically very close. It turned out to be a video as the faces tenderly kissed for a moment but the reeled back, completely embarrassed. Ellie was shocked, but not too surprised. She was just worried about what was coming next. "Very sexy. In Sammy and Becky's room, the girls decided to satisfy their arousal with a bit of finger fucking." Ellie's interest peaked as she snapshot appeared of two girls on opposite sides of the bed, just like Amanda and Ellie. They were fingering themselves and there was clearly audio accompanying the scene as Ellie heard the unmistakable wailing of Sammy. Ellie also noted that, unlike them, the two of them still had bras and panties on. "Last but not least, Amanda and Ellie discovered the toys and had private masturbation just like Sammy and Becky, only a little bit more topless." Ellie cringed as she came into view, pumping at her pussy to the soundtrack of Amanda's orgasm. She could even remember the moment and could still feel her pussy reeling from the encounter. "There you have it. I hope you had fun. Check out the schedule on here to find out when you get to meet with your 'partner' next. Bye now!" The video ended. Clearly that was shot very quickly but it looked incredibly professional. Ellie knew she was redder than ever. The others would definitely see this footage. She was completely terrified. Ellie shook off the feeling and tried to ready herself for bed. She went to the toilet, brushed her teeth and had a quick drink of water from the tap. She felt warm here, at home, a refuge from the harsh reality outside. As she climbed into bed, she stripped off her panties – she usually slept naked. As she peeled off the sweaty bra, she noticed it too had an embroidered name at the back. With horror, she saw that it was not hers. "Amanda Jones", it read. Clearly Amanda had picked up the wrong bra. The two of them had similar sizes so it made little difference. Or, was it an accident? Ellie could barely hold onto this thought before she fell asleep, so tired from the day's activities. The Play House Ch. 02 This is part 2. This will make no sense without part 1! Please read it! Otherwise, enjoy! -- Ellie woke up slowly. She looked around to find out what the time was – below the TV, the clock read "09:17". It was morning. Ellie went to have a shower – the sheets were sticky enough. It was wonderfully warm and the shampoo was fresh and exotic. She treated herself to a little make up too – she didn't usually wear it but it might be fun. Sadly, the only thing that was not provided were clothes. She had to stay in her bra and panties for now. At 10, the door knocked and a warm hot breakfast was pushed under a lower slit in the door. Ellie wolfed it down at the desk and loved it. She heard nothing from whoever slipped it underneath. Ellie did not touch the drink, though. She knew that Amanda said it had "hormones" in it, to make everyone get turned on and masturbate. Ellie did not mind this, but needing to masturbate in the middle of a meal would be unsettling. She took it down like medicine at the end and waited calmly for something to happen. She was right. Soon her pussy was on fire for some action. Ellie then looked around the room for a vibrator, or dildo, or something to use... She found nothing. Okay, so it was clothing and sex toys that were missing. Great. They were currently, her two favorite things, as she was reminded of where her bra was now... and intrigued by where her panties may be. She had to have something. Her fingers would do fine, but a vibrator would do better. She called the assistance button. Moments later, the top door slit slid open. Molly stood before her with a broad smile. "You too? What can I get you?" Ellie was in overdrive but she kept her cool. "Could I please have a vibrator?" Molly nodded and laughed, shutting the door. She came back moments later – in the time, Ellie bounced on the spot, holding her breasts hard to contain herself. Molly asked, "Okay, we've got Grace, Helen and Laura," holding up three vibrators. Ellie's heart sank. "Erm, do you think I could get Amy's, please?" Molly giggled, "Oh, actually, Amanda took hers. Sorry. She's quite hot though, isn't she?" Ellie ignored that point. "I'll just take Helen's." Ellie saw the vibrator roll under the door. She dove for it and tore off her – no, Anna's – panties, and lay on her back on the bed. How could Amanda take Amy's?! She knew that it was Ellie's pick. However, maybe that was the point... Now angry and horny, Ellie fiercely trusted the vibrator into her pussy, suddenly satisfied and wanting more, all at the same time. Her emotions swam around her head about Amanda... images of her masturbating on her vibrator... this anger seemed to fit nicely with her arousal, as seeing Amanda plough herself in her head made it even better. Ellie was already screaming, ignoring any cameras that were no doubts watching over her. She came loudly and with a great spazm, almost squirting, it seemed. Straight away she brought the dripping vibrator to her dry mouth. Suddenly she remembered she was not only tasting herself, but Helen too. She lay calm for a moment, silent. However, this was quickly broken by faint squeals from the next room. It sounded like Sammie, masturbating no doubts on a borrowed vibrator... This was enough to get Ellie going again and she set about achieving a second orgasm. It was all too easy. She didn't hear Sammie again, she must have climaxed. Her second orgasm wasn't as loud as the first but it lasted longer. She held the vibrator still in her pussy for a while, thinking of what to do next. After 15 mintues, she looked up to the TV. It was 10:20. She realized the TV had other functions too – video, gallery... or she could just watch Amy's video again. She stripped off her bra (or Amanda's) and grabbed the remote, still sitting on the bed. She withdrew the vibrator and massaged her clit slowly to keep her pussy awake. She ran the first video again. Amy appeared irresistible in her beauty when she was in shot. The other girls were only small in the image but their actions were still stimulating. The video was only short so she couldn't get off with it, clearly. She feverishly went to the gallery mode. Then she saw a huge list of girls, A to Z, each with a number, no smaller than 30, next to their names. Some girls had over 100. Baffled by the choice, Ellie simply went with A – Amy. Her galleries and images opened up. Ellie stopped masturbating and flicked through them, open mouthed in shock. There were so many. Amy had been photographed in many outfits, school girl ones, nurse ones, fairy ones, and a lot were just nude. This was from the thumbnails, not even full screen, so Ellie couldn't make out any details. Instantly Ellie felt a bad feeling inside. She couldn't do this, not to a friend. She clicked back and moved her hand away. She could only guess the videos were different, but she had to check. Once again, they were sorted by name. Amy at the top stood out so Ellie went in. They each had small thumbnails and names like "Amy fucks Kerry hard", "Amy takes a ride on the sybian", "3 girls get together", and "Amy pleasures herself for a girlfriend". Horrified, Ellie clicked back and dropped the remote to the floor. She couldn't masturbate now, not having been brutally exposed like this. She saw no details, but god... how could her friend ever do this? She felt worried and scared all of a sudden. She couldn't possibly penetrate herself with this in mind now... But it was clear she was aroused. For now her head had control to stop her tarnishing her friend's name... but at some point, she would inevitably look. This horrified her – but she knew that there was no way back, she knew it was there, and at the back of her mind she'd be yearning for it. She put her borrowed bra and panties back on. They felt perverted. She threw the vibrator into the drawer and sat back on the bed. The TV was back on the main menu. Ellie spotted the "current timetable". She clicked onto this. The screen became a blue table. The date was correct and Ellie scanned to see what would be happening. Each row read as the girl's names – from top to bottom, Becky, Ellie, Jennifer, Amanda, Sammie and Anna (alphabetical order). Ellie saw that some marks were for everyone – breakfast, lunch and dinner were all at the same times. Then there were other engagements listed. Everybody had two today at different times. For Ellie, it was "clothing fitting" at 2pm and "relaxation" at 4pm. The other girls had these at slightly different times. So Ellie waited until 2pm. She resisted the urge to masturbate which faded quickly. To pass the time she did some exercise for a while, just to keep active. She also found a book in her drawer. Expecting something saucy, she was not too surprised when she saw it was a chick flick. It didn't obsess about sex so she read it to take her mind off things. -- Lunch arrived on time and eventually it was 2pm. A calm knock came at the door. Molly opened the top slit, "Hello baby, had a good morning?" Ellie nodded slowly. "Is it time for..." "Yep," said Molly, "time to get you into something hotter... ready?" Ellie just smiled and nodded. More clothes! Possibly her own, too. Perhaps this fitting was as innocent as it sounded. "Now Ellie, you'll be let out without cuffs now. I'm going to insert the shocking butt plug to keep you under control, but don't make a run, trust me. Open your ass to the doorway." Ellie turned and the slit opened behind her. She felt to arms grab her back – she squeaked in surprise. She then felt her panties peel off and a butt plug was forcefully slid in, which was surprisingly painful. She had already felt the power of these control tools so she did not want to tempt it again. Once it was in she only felt a minor intrusion. Once it was in her panties were replaced and the door opened. Molly led her down a long corridor. There was a seat and lots of monitors at the end – clearly the cameras in the rooms. She struggled to make out any "action" but as she found herself looking she tore away. Molly led her wordlessly through winding passages. Eventually they came to a door which read "outfit room". Molly opened to door and let Ellie go through first. It was the biggest room Ellie had seen so far, and this time, it was full of clothing. There were racks and isles of these clothes, from evening gowns to slutty dresses, and that was just what she saw from here. Great signs hung above areas – one read "BDSM", one read "Costumes", another, "Shoes"... Molly pushed her to the middle. Eventually they met another girl – Emily. She shook hands with Ellie as she came close, "Hey Ellie! Hey Molly!", kissing Molly briefly as they met. Molly disappeared, and Emily said "Well Ellie, I guess you're pretty bored of those undies right now, huh?" Ellie nodded, shy-ed by the scale of everything here. She was sure none of the clothes would fit her bra size. "Don't worry, we'll fix you up with some stuff..." -- After what felt like an eternity, Ellie was in the dressing room to try out the clothes. She had "picked" (she was far more reluctant than usual) a few outfits. The first was a casual blouse and skirt like Emily was wearing now, and what most of the girls wore when not attending a special occasion. She also had a dress for "special occasions" and a slutty fairy costume for "even more special occasions", as Emily put it. Ellie tried them all out, and showed Emily each time she was done. She didn't mind the normal outfit (the skirt was a little short and the shirt gave too much cleavage), or the dress (cherry red, but clearly she couldn't wear a bra with it), but the fairy costume she did not like at all. It was tight and she felt awful in it, especially having seen what became of those who succumbed to the play house, remembering Amy's collection of videos. Emily, however, loved the lot. "My god Ellie, you're so hot!" she repeated many times. Eventually Ellie stopped blushing and started to feel violated. She was also given lots of new panties and bras. All of them had her name in them and were perfectly fitted. They would fit nicely with her new outfits. She didn't get the chance to trial any, though. She even got some shoes and socks. When she was done, she had two bags full of clothes and Emily waved her goodbye. Molly led her back to her room where she put away all her new clothes. -- In the time between her return to her room and her "relaxation", Ellie trialed all her clothes. She first checked out some panties, but to her horror they were all g strings. They seemed to invade her ass in a bad way. Then again, she seemed to look quite hot in them – perhaps some of Em had rubbed off on her. She wasn't going to wear the fairy dress unless she was forced to but she kept the blouse and skirt on for now. The skirt was pushed down as far as it could go – almost revealing her panty line – but this was a measure to make it seem longer. She guessed it was long enough after a while. However, she could do nothing to amend the cleavage. The knock came as a shock. Ellie quickly changed into her – well, Amanda's – old panties, sweaty as they were, and answered the door. It was now Helen again. "Relaxation time, but first, let's put in the ass grinder." So it had a name. Ellie hitched up her skirt and allowed it to slot in. She got a pinch as she tucked the panties back up sending her a glowing red colour. "Not wearing your new thongs?" Helen probed. "Erm, no... they're not really my thing," said Ellie. "Well," started Helen, "it would be good to wear them now... you have to for the massages. Okay?" Ellie nodded and went back to her drawer and took out a deep blue and white lined thong. She put it on and put the old ones back. At least this was clean. As soon as she turned around, Helen called again, "Ellie, your panties and bra have to match! What one are you wearing?" She sounded quite insulted. Ellie knew she had always been a fashion perfectionist, so she turned around and changed to the matching bra quickly. She put the blouse back on as fast as she could. "Better, don't you think?" Ellie nodded slowly in fake agreement. Her white blouse was see-through! Her bra stood out like a sore thumb. She assumed this was the idea, though... Helen then opened the door and nudged her ahead. After a while they reached a new area, and Helen opened the door to the "relaxation centre", and Ellie wandered in. The room was beautifully set up, full of plants and little lakes of clear water. There were little pebbles all around. At the end of the room there were several bubbling baths. They all had girls in them, some in bikinis, some not. Ellie was ushered through to a side room, similarly decorated. She was then sat down on a wooden board where Helen told her to lie back and shut her eyes. She did so uneasily but eventually relaxed herself. She noticed soothing ambient sounds in the background. She nearly slept but remained in a more "restful" state, aware, but calm. She realized the room was empty, too – even Helen had gone. The time traveled slowly but eventually she found a warm hand touching her arm to wake her up. Ellie opened her eyes slowly to see Amy dressed in a pure white robe. It was like seeing an angel. "Hey Ellie, are you doing alright?" Amy said calmly. "Yes!" Ellie said enthusiastically. She'd never felt so safe in the play house. "Good. I'm set to give you a light massage, so would you like to come with me?" Ellie rose willingly and followed Amy. She couldn't assume that what would ensue would be as innocent as a "light massage" sounded, but she was sure she was in the right hands. This room had no artifical ambience in it at all. It was darker but still had foliage and water, in fact, it was running like a stream. In the centre there was a tilted massage chair which Amy gestured towards. By the side there was a table of ointments. Ellie sat down. Amy said, "you just have to take your blouse and skirt off now... otherwise I can't massage you." Ellie did this quickly. She almost felt relieved that she was allowed to do it, rather than have Amy strip her down... but she didn't know if she'd object to that anyway. Once they were off and nearly folded, Amy gestured for her to lie on her front. Amy then set to work. "So, what do you think of your playmates?" Amy said, getting some small talk going. She spread some oil onto Ellie's back. "Play mates?" Ellie said, "You mean, like, Amanda and Sammie and the others?" "Yeah, them. What do you think?" Ellie didn't know what to say. By now, she could feel Amy's smooth hands spreading the cooling oil over her back. She wasn't aroused by this (maybe a little), it was much more of a friendly gesture. Ellie ended up slowly saying, "I guess they're nice." "Excuse me," said Amy, unclipping Ellie's bra to spread the oil around. She felt a little penetrated by this (but perhaps it was more exciting than perverted). Amy casually continued whilst smoothing it over her shoulders, "Yeah, I think they're a good bunch, I'm glad they got in." Amy went on speaking about the play house, how the days worked. Everybody had custom timetables, not just the 'trainees' (the general term for Ellie and her comrades). Ellie was half listening but half enjoying the massage. She had perfect pressure, not too hard, not too soft. The time seemed to move very slowly. She even did Ellie's hands. After a while, Amy stopped speaking and asked a question in a more personal way. "Ellie, do you mind if I massage a little closer to your tender parts?" Ellie was taken aback by this but she was intrigued. "I don't see why not." At first, this translated to feeling her sides by her breasts. This she did not mind, in fact, it was very pleasurable – not in a sexual way but it felt good after her hands had been massaged too, since they seemed to cry for attention. "Do you know what's happening this evening?" Amy said. "No, there was nothing on the timetable," Ellie said "I know, not for you, but we're gonna treat you guys today since you were so good yesterday," explained Amy, "There's a big party with the other girls, and if you stay in, you'll be allowed a live feed to the party. At 6." Ellie was a little surprised. "What kinda party?" "You know," said Amy, giggling, but clearly Ellie did not know. "Kinky. Costumes and stuff." Ellie nodded. That might be interesting. Might. "It's not, you know, compulsory. You can do what you like." Amy was silent for a few moments but she sensed doubt in Ellie. She went to kneel infront of her. "Ellie, I want you to know, nobody here can force you to do anything. We just give you the tools and the time. Nobody is allowed to make a bold sexual move on the trainees, you can only 'do it' with other trainees until you request otherwise. Only toys and machines till then. Okay?" As Amy said this she spoke with deep meaning and real compassion. She did mean this. But this had odd implications for the future. "Your next time table comes online at 8. Check out what's happening tomorrow. You can go now." Ellie felt Amy move back to dry her tenderly. She clipped her bra back on and Amy handed her the blouse and skirt. She waived her goodbye and Helen appeared at the door to show her back home. -- As soon as Helen had taken the plug out and locked the door, Ellie ran for the vibrator at the back of her desk. Not even bothering with removal of clothes, she slid her thong aside and thrust it straight in before it was even up to speed. She thrust it in and out, hard and fast, desperate to cum over how hot the massage had made her. Her mind raced with insane thoughts. Having sex with the other "trainees" was exactly what Amy had hinted at. Ellie was now utterly captivated by the idea, imagining the fingers of another person penetrating and attacking her pussy... In no time at all she was already squealing and she fell back onto the bed, out of breath and sweaty again. Pulling the vibrator out, she stopped it and licked it like a sweet lollipop – and of course it was sweet. The taste made her crazy. That was one powerful orgasm. Ellie needed more release straight away. She wanted to heat things up a bit, though. The panties excited her enough, so easy too slide away to get full pussy access. The bra had been handled by Amy – that was the perfect incentive to wear it. However, the blouse and skirt could be improved. She opened the wardrobe whilst slipping off the skirt. She couldn't wear the dress, she didn't want to get it creased... but the costume. Mmm. Suddenly the costume party sounded like a great idea. She glanced at the time – 5:57. Perfect! She hurriedly put on the fairy costume, magic wand included, and turned on the TV. She had a moment to admire herself in the mirror. Wow, this made her look hot. Her usually unsatisfactory breasts became power houses, magnetic. She squeezed them and felt her nipples roar like live volcanoes below. The skirt was short, but, hey, it didn't have much of a chance of flapping up – in fact, it was barely one skirt, just many strands of erratic fabric. The base layer could be lifted but the additional light layers stuck out strongly and went down further. Plus, there was even a petticoat she wore with it. She span on the spot, letting the skirt bob with excitement. Perfect. She returned attention to the screen and sat on the bed. Sure enough, there was a new option – "View event", which could only be the party. She clicked onto this straight away. It was already underway. She could flip between cameras and every view showed a large hall full of sluts in dresses making out and caressing one another. There were pillows and bean bags everywhere and a raised area where announcements were made. The Play House Ch. 02 Scanning the crowd, Ellie saw lots of faces she knew. There was Molly, Helen too. She must have got there quick – come to think of it, she was already changed when she showed Ellie back. She was a nurse. Emily was there too in the same fairy dress as Ellie was now wearing. Was that deliberate? Ellie didn't consider this for long and was mesmerized by how she was attacking Grace from all angles before her. She was even up her skirt already. Slowly, the couples, threesomes and foursomes dropped to the floor and dildos appeared. Ellie saw in every view close ups of live masturbation. There were even some strap ons and some double headed dildos banging around. To her disappointment Ellie could not see Amy. She noticed many many more girls, Charlotte, Rach, Laura, Lucy, Becky J, Vallie, Annabel... But not her chosen girl. Ellie yearned to see her in action above all else. Granted, the action on screen was captivating and sexy as hell, but she wanted live Amy pussy. There was one place to get it. She decided to tune into the party later, but for now she went to Amy's gallery. She browsed at the speed of sound, through archive pictures of Amy. She saw her pussy for the first time – full of dildo, of course, and other times, full of tounge. Her breasts were glorious, her body sublime, he smile golden and glowing... Ellie had had enough of being teased. She went straight to the videos. Scrolling down she found a solo one – "Amy uses her fav vibe" – and started watching. Instantly she appeared on screen. She stripped her clothes off very quickly and produced a vibrator from off screen. This went straight in and she was soon crying for mercy. Ellie had never been so turned on in her life. Not even the sybian experience yesterday stood up to this. She pulled her panties clean away and stuffed the vibrator right up there, cumming in time with Amy at the end. She leaned forwards, tired, and turned off the camera, blowing a kiss. Ellie needed more. She still had the vibrator in, despite being shaken post orgasm. She went back and decided to find a double act. The first she saw was "Amy and Helen fuck with dildos". Not an imaginative name, but it did exactly as expected. They were already at it and naked, kissing and touching. Oh god, Ellie could have cum watching them kiss, but they went further. Eventually Amy was forcing a dildo up Helen's pussy who squealed in delight. Amy was relentless, much like Ellie, not stopping to let her catch her breath. Helen had two clear orgasms, forcing her to retaliate and attack Amy in much the same way. Amy was way more resilient, and in the time, she only came once, but it was loud. So was Ellie by the end. Utterly exhausted, she collapsed backwards and let her juices flow out. She fell asleep quickly despite sounds from both of the adjacent rooms stirring her pussy.