Phoebe walked for what felt like hours down the dark path. There were no corners to turn, no break in the tall, thick hedge keeping her trapped in the "maze." Could she even call it a maze when she'd just been walking in a straight line? She briefly considered turning back during her long walk forward, but then she'd just have to "replay" the first level. No sense in turning back when she'd come this far anyways! She tried to think back to what level 2 was like in her game. She'd have to pass a locked door then right after that, she would come to a great clearing full of all sorts of characters. She'd never found a way to unlock the door in the maze but she knew level 2 would begin right after she passed it.
She swiveled her head periodically as she walked on, searching for some sort of break in the hedge. She stopped and spun when something shiny caught her eye. She searched the hedge until - there it was! A bit of shiny metal on the ground right at the edge of the brush. She moved toward it, trying to spread the leaves until she had the object in full view. There was a lever sticking out of the ground with a round, shiny knob at the end. There was a small placard sitting on the ground next to it.
"Pull for the key" it read.
Phoebe let out a sharp giggle of glee. This was probably the key to that door! Finally, she'd get to look inside it, she'd always been so curious about what mysteries lay behind that door. More monsters? A gangbang? Tentacles? She could feel her pussy leaking behind her panties that were somehow still intact after Level 1. She quickly grabbed hold of the lever and yanked it, jumping back when it made an alarming high-pitched whirring noise. The hedge parted slightly as a large metal chair-looking contraption eased out of the bushes. It was tall and solid looking with armrests and a large back. Phoebe waited a few minutes but when nothing else happened and she couldn't find the key, she figured she'd better sit in this large chair.
This must be a small animation or challenge to get the key she figured. Well, bring it on! She plopped into the chair, her legs dangling as it was too tall for her to set her feet on the ground. She placed her arms on the armrests and almost immediately great metal cuffs sprung out of each armrest and the legs of the chair, effectively cuffing her at the wrists and ankles so she couldn't move and her limbs were forced widely apart on the large seat. She shivered with anticipation when the whirring noise began again. A small screen emerged from the base of the chair and rose to Phoebe's eye level. The screen showed a large red number 8. What the hell? What does that mean, 8 minutes to free myself from the chair? 8 passersby who have to fuck me? 8 seconds of electrocution? Jesus, her mind went to some pretty dirty places.
She sat for minutes in suspense, spread open and exposed in the large maze as her lacy underwear became wetter and her nipples hardened into tight peaks with her anticipation. What if someone walked by and saw her? She hadn't seen anyone on the way here, but she also hadn't seen anyone in Level 1 before they suddenly appeared to enact their dirty fantasies on her. Yeah, *their* fantasies, sure.
Finally, four arm-like appendages emerged from the base of the chair. What looked like 4 fingered hands at the ends of long, flexible metal appendages approached her. Two went to her bra and the others to her panties, simultaneously grabbing hold of her minuscule garments and tearing them off of her. Oh well, they'd have been lost eventually anyways. No character stays clothed very long in sex games, everyone knows that.
Now bare to the world, Phoebe squirmed in excitement. The two hands at her chest began playing with her breasts, kneading them firmly and then backing off to trace lightly over them, drawing closer and closer to her rock-hard nipples before returning to their kneading. Phoebe thought she'd go crazy soon if they didn't touch her nipples, but she might go crazier if the two hands stroking up and down her inner thighs didn't make their way to her pussy already. She writhed as best she could in the tight bindings, going wild for the teasing those mechanical hands wrought on her body. At last, the fingers teasing her breasts grasped hold of her puffy nipples and pinched them hard. Phoebe screamed out at the sudden sensation, her juices gushing from her as she drew closer to cumming. She'd never come from her nipples before. She couldn't believe how sensitive her body was in this strange world.
The hands alternated lightly tracing over her nipples and pinching and pulling sharply. The dueling sensations had Phoebe moaning almost constantly with no care for how loud she was being. She was too wrapped up in the experience. All of a sudden, both hands pulled on her nipples tightly at the same time while the other two that had been stroking her inner thighs so lightly all this time placed their thumbs on her pussy lips and pulled her wide open. The sensations and the thought of what she must look like spread open so lewdly at the mercy of this machine were too much for Phoebe and she let out a guttural moan as she came hard, her juices squirting out of her and covering the chair and pathway in her come. She'd always been a squirter and she loved that about herself. She could never hide when she was feeling good.
It felt like her orgasm lasted for minutes on end as the hands continued tugging on her ultra-sensitive nipples, still spread so openly and intimately. As she began coming down from her mind-blowing orgasm, she heard a loud beep. It was the glowing screen, now showing a large, red 7.
