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Labyrinth of Lust - Part 1

Date: 10/3/2014, Categories: BDSM, Author: NymphWriter, Rating: 24, Source: LushStories

awaiting their turn to ride it. Yvonne considered joining them, but she was in a hurry, trying to find an exit and didn’t want to experience that in such a public forum. Continuing her quest and keeping her hand on the right wall, she followed the corridor to the next corner. A few feet beyond the corner, she felt her hand sliding in something gooey and slimy. It appeared have the same texture as mayonnaise. “Ugh,” she said to herself. There wasn't anything to wipe her hand on, except her dress and the wall to her left, which she opted for. Behind her, she heard the sounds of doors opening and closing, but when she turned around, she saw no one. There were also some scraping noises, as if the walls were being moved. After walking the length of another long corridor, she decided to backtrack and immediately ran into a dead end. “That's odd,” she said to herself. “I just came down that corridor, and now it's become a blind alley. I wonder if the walls are actually being moved around.” She realized all too late that if the walls had been moved, then keeping her hand on the right wall wouldn't help. Her heart skipped a beat. She wondered how she was going to escape. She continued to walk along, ignoring the yellow blinking light until she heard some scraping noises behind her. She turned and in the dim light saw the corridor walls slowly moving together. The walls farther away had almost touched one another, while the nearer ones were just beginning to move. “Oh shit!” she ... cried. “I'm going to be killed!” She screamed and ran down the passage while the walls squeezed together behind her. Yvonne felt like she was being forced down the corridor like toothpaste out of a tube. At the end of the corridor, she saw a yellow blinking light, and when she saw it, she ran like hell toward it. When she reached the wall, she realized she was for the moment, out of danger. Her body shook as she panted and wiped the tears from her eyes. “I thought this was supposed to be just erotic fun?” she whispered as she tried to get her bearings. She heard laughter. It was both wicked and slightly erotic. “Hello?” she called out. The laughter faded out and was replaced with the sounds of whips, chains, and screams. Yvonne shook her head and began to walk. She noticed that no matter which corridor she was in, the yellow blinking light was always at the far end of the corridor, and she could make no sense of it. “What does it mean?” She walked a few more feet, and then it hit her. “Maybe if I follow the yellow blinking light, it just might lead me out of here. Hell, it’s worth a shot at this point. So this Dorothy will follow the yellow-blinking light instead of the yellow-brick road.” As Yvonne made her way from corridor to corridor, the yellow blinking light led her farther and farther from the noise and disturbing scenes. She did witness a few couples engaged in assorted sex acts as she continued on, ignoring her instincts that she was being led further away from the exit. ...