Return to Jacqueline

In the late AM night of Les Spirites City, a group of lesbians returned to the dormitory locale of Mrs. Jacqueline Black.

Within a year of Pink’s passing, a regional lesbian famous for her activity in LBGT work, her heir apparent ~ Jacqueline ~ reformed a dormitory into a maze.

She held a game in this maze.

Its prize: a gem of great value.

The contestants: an entourage of her personal lesbian lovers.

They formed up in the halls like troopers and girthed themselves with groin guards or groin packs. The maze itself hold numerous rooms with sockets attached to their walls. Each socket was keyed to a specific groin guard. On contact, the groin packs opened doors.

Lesians made their way through the maze on a treasure hunt: for the prize worth thousands of dollars.

Initially, the maze was simple. One socket opened one door. The lesbian approached the wall with the socket and insert her groin pack into the socket. The concave shape of her groin pack fit into the convex of the socket like a glove. Within a second, a click was heard, and the door was opened.

In other cases, two lesbians had to simultaneously opened doors by both finding two sockets in the room and opening the door together. Sometimes three keys were required. Lesbians fanned out to search for sockets within hidden recesses of the maze.

By the third floor of the maze, the stakes grew higher. Booby traps set off the groin packs of the lesbians prematurely. Each pack had a vibrator that was key to a certain sensor. Sockets that passed off as door openers, were in fact booby traps designed to sense and interact with the groin packs to set off their motors: as a result, some lesbians were beset to the floor, under the throbbing sensation of their vibrating pack.

As far as the game was concerned: they were out. Incapacited until they orgasmed or the groin pack stopped vibrating.

The other lesbians became more cautious of each socket in each future room. And vetted each one for traps.

Even so: their numbers dwindled to a few.

By the fifth floor, the sockets shifted locations: some rest on the floor, and others hung from the ceils. It required acrobatic skills to climb the wall and suspend from the ceiling using the in-built bars. Only then could a lesbian insert her oval-shaped groin into the ceiling’s socket.

This eliminated lesbians to a handful. The more atheletic lesbians completed the final tier of the maze.

Finally, in the second to last room, two lesbians remained. One of them inadvertently connected to a booby trap. Her groin pack went off fiercely abuzzed with vibrations. The final socket to the last room was both a booby trap and a key to the next room.

The door opened and the last lesbian went into the room. On a pesdestal a gem of great value glittered. The winner took the gem and hid it in a hollow compartment in her groin pack. Behind her was a trail of fainted lesbians and a ground besotted with fluids from their unlucky orgasms.

Within an hour, over two dozens lesbians orgasmed to a futile crest of passion and defeat in a quest for a gem of extraordinary value.

The last (lucky) lesbian won perhaps a gem of several thousand dollars in value. And all that remained for her was to collect a token of appreciation from the orchestrator of this game. So she:

Return(ed) to Jacqueline.

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