The Snowglobe Conspiracy #007: Into the Haze

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With sudden force I snap back into the reality which holds me captive.  I am sadly not even confused.  It seems as real as anything else, despite it’s multitudinous artificial qualities.  There is still something kind of hot about being trapped here, though…  About not knowing how I’ve come to this place, and having less idea still of how such a place could even come to be.  It’s hard to see why, but there’s even a mysterious something that turns me on about not knowing who or what has taken me… Or how, or why they are holding me.It’s so strange here, but not necessarily in an unappealing way…  Of course I want to escape.  Of course I do.  I just can’t resist a mystery.  I have to know more about this place.  I need to, and not just because I want to find a way out of this ridiculous confinement.  I want to understand it, to find some secret that concisely explains what this.I am so fucking horny right now.  I have been so turned on since I got here.  Two days of constant arousal and spontaneous erections.  An intoxicating sense of sexual urgency permeates the air.  Not quite a scent, almost tactile, almost like a subharmonic tone ringing the atmosphere.  All of those things maybe?  Some of them?  None?  It’s penetrating and pervasive.  Whatever it is, it is convincing, confusing, and very, very persuasive.A part of me loves it – the energy, the excitement… the easy recovery – but I know that sooner or later it is going to become a problematic distraction.  It’s not like my sex drive was particularly restrained before, and this doesn’t seem like a great time for my mind to be so scattered.There’s a kind of haze here between me and reality, and one which is only selectively permeable to my senses. It is a challenge to think straight, my cognitive capabilities constantly being overwhelmed.  The dried cum on her inner thighs reminds me exactly how impaired my decision making really is.  I’ve never met her before last night.  I don’t feel like myself here, and it’s unclear if I’m acting like myself.  I don’t know if I like it… but it doesn’t seem to matter.  I’m starting to have a hard time remembering the way I used to be.‘Yes, I know.  Fine, fine.  Out of bed, then.  I’m moving…’  I silently mutter to myself.  With a sigh, I heave myself upward and off what could only charitably be described as the ‘bed’. This is not a bed fit for a human.  Or a dog.  Maybe a cat… They’ll sleep on whatever.  It’s pretty much a mattress on the floor.  More specifically, it’s a thin futon mattress on a couple of disused forklift palates, presumably there to promote airflow, and to prevent mold and pests.  Seems like a pretty good barometer of how ramshackle things are around here, but at least someone thought to put it on the palates.  Last night we used our clothes as pillows, and used each other when we got cold.“…You leaving?” my companion asks me, her words accompanied by a yawn.“Just going to do some exploring.  Nobody seems to be able to tell me anything about this place, so I’ll have to do my own investigation.” I say.“Oh… Okay,” they say through their morning fog, then turns over and goes back to sleep.For the next few hours, I wander.  Aimlessly at first, as though navigation is impossible.  After a time, the wandering turns to meandering, and eventually into a brisk walk accompanied by mindful observation.  Moving my body seems to help me think.  It’s easy to forget, but I actually love walking.  I hate almanbahis şikayet florescent lighting, though.  The coolness of its headache inducing color.  The way such lights buzz as they flicker and glow.  The door in front of me has deteriorated with age.  Its frame is sunken and slanted, and what remains of the paint is minimal; a few white flakes clinging to wooden panels which grayed with age years ago.  What’s inside is of more interest than the door, though.  Where I thought I would find another disorganized jumble of desks and general classroom disarray, I find a small chamber with stairs up, and another door.  The door was special.  Metal painted gray, wide, and heavy.  This door was important because it had a window in it.  Small, reinforced with wire, but a window looking outside.  It doesn’t seem to lead to the beach…  All I can see is ocean, with the tops of tall grass at the bottom of my frame of view.For a moment I am lost in the sight of the sea, but my gaze is broken by voices from behind me.  A bit of giggling, and some chatter, but nothing of interest.  I turn around in time to see three people descend a few steps and turn the corner.  The do not even look at me as they pass me.  One of them is wearing a cute skirt, but the others are completely naked.  The one in the skirt pivots and begins walking backward down the hall in front of the others as she talks.  She playfully grabs the hard cock of one of her friends and gives it a few quick jerks as they move, then grabs her other friend’s breast and teasingly pinches her nipple.  This elicits another giggle from all three of them as they wander onward.That was cute, I guess.  In the weird sort of way I’ve come to expect since my arrival.  I half roll my eyes at the peculiarity, but really I’m just letting them lag behind me as I turn toward the stairs.  As luck would have it though, they stay in range of my ears for a while.  The stimulation of their giggles and knowing that they are both naked and that I find each of them very appealing is eroding my control.  That guy has an utterly extraordinary cock.  If it didn’t mean confronting some things in myself that I don’t really have time for I’d have stopped and asked him if I could play.After a minute or two longer their voices start to fade as I put distance between us.  They have clearly stopped for a moment to relieve some tension.  The tone of them changes, along with their voices.  There is a lot of laughter, and a bit of moaning.  Seconds after, it switches to a bit of laughter and more moaning.  I turn and looked back to see that they were so entangled that they probably didn’t even know I was looking.  Watching, really.  Of course, I am transfixed by this.Once again I’m struck with by the truly unbelievable nature of my surroundings.  For a moment I wonder if an overwhelmingly heightened sex drive is all that’s happening.  ‘My kingdom for an MRI or an EEG…’ I think quietly, getting ahead of my own analysis by half a dozen important steps, for instance finding someone who could operate those machines and someone who could accurately interpret their results.  For a few moments I observe from my current position, but I feel a familiar pull to move toward them.  At first their attention is fixed on each other, but as I near the end of my approach I step on a fragment of a rock which both inflicts significant pain on my foot and makes a truly awful sound on the hard almanbahis canlı casino vinyl tiles of the floor.  Not a blood curdling screech, but a nauseating, many layered scratching that was certainly bad enough.The sound called everyone’s eyes to me but froze every muscle in their body not needed for that motion.  They looked at me, but only shrugged.  With very little warning, both of the women he’s with extend an arm toward the center of him palm first.  Disinterested as they are by the impact they are only moving their own bodies, and in so doing displace his accordingly.  He is thoroughly staggered and  slams against the wall behind him with force.It didn’t seem like this was unexpected behavior, but the look on his face was still one of surprise.  A second later though it melted into a smile, and then to a foolish grin.  One immediately took hold of him at the base of his shaft, and the other seized him by the throat.  Neither one took care to do so gently.  In fact, when she took his throat his head thumped against the wall and he had winced in a certain amount of pain.Totally unconcerned by his comfort, they both started to do whatever it was they wanted to do.  In the skirt on the floor one of them descended to her knees before him as she continued to stroke his cock faster, and faster still.  It’s hard to tell from this distance but I think that their friend is closing her grip around his throat.  I step forward again, and this time she speaks.“Hey.  Who are you?”“Hey,” I say, and tell her my name.  I think.  Close enough at any rate… probably.  “I’m new here, so this is all still kind of new to me.”“Oh, I see.  Do you want to watch?”“Definitely.”“Good,” the one with a cock in her hand tells me, “Please touch yourself if we want.”His slight, feminine voice chimes in with “Yes, please.”“We like performing.”“Oh really?”  I ask, with excitement in my voice.  Some faux, some true.“Yeah!  We actually do a show every other Wednesday in the auditorium.”“I should check that out.”  Now my enthusiasm is entirely real.“Please do,” he says, “The bigger the crowd, the harder I cum.”“It’s true.  One time when we had a packed house he filled my mouth up so much it looked like I puked on him when it all spilled out.”“That’s… Weirdly hot,” I tell her, “I just have two questions.”“And what are those?” She asked, tightening her grip on his throat.”“Where’s the auditorium, and, when is Wednesday?”“Um… What?”“I’m very new.  I know nothing about… wherever I am.”“Oh.  The auditorium is at the top of the hill, past the second building.  As for your other question, Wednesday is tomorrow.  Everyone who arrives here is taken on a Tuesday… Is this your first day?”“It is.”“Well I hope you’ve been getting a warm welcome.”“I certainly have.”“Good.  Just watching for now?”“For now,” I say, smiling at her halfway implicit invitation.She smiles and returns her focus to what she was doing.  Her grip is so strong he is obviously focusing on his breath to make sure it remains unrestricted.  He holds his neck perfectly straight and takes slow, steady breaths.  The tips of her long fingers are almost touching the wall.  As she constricts his airway just enough to make him turn only minutely red, her friend puts the head of his cock in her mouth, but she doesn’t stop stroking him.Seeing what they’re doing to him is fucking hot.  I’m touching myself as I watch, and I didn’t even notice taking hold of my rock almanbahis casino hard shaft.  For that matter, I didn’t even notice getting hard.  My attention is locked on the beauty in front of me.  Even just my hand feels amazing right now.  I’m slick with precum and I absolutely love what I’m witnessing right now.  I didn’t even know that I like this until right now.  ‘I guess I should branch out in the porn I watch whenever I get home…  If I get home.  This isn’t such a bad place…’ my thoughts are quiet for a moment as I get lost in that idea, ‘No.  Don’t think that.  Just watch this show and then get back to working on a way home.’Trying to listen to myself, I return my focus to the strangers before me.  He is in ecstasy, and they are deeply enjoying tormenting him.  His eyes slam shut, and he holds them so with seemingly unnecessary effort.  The woman with her hand on his throat kisses him now, using her other hand to run her nails down his side like claws.  Five red marks streak across his ribs, one of which looks like it may actually be bleeding a little, though I can’t really tell.  The way his breathing is changing I know he’s getting close, and I’m excited.  In fact, I find myself increasingly excited to see men ejaculating in general.  Like, way more.  Still, I suppose this is a special circumstance.  It’s so… primal, but it also seems loving.“Yeah? Do you like that you little slut?” she asks him loudly, straight into his ear.He nods.The other stops sucking him for a moment.  “Yeah?  You have to tell us you like it.”“You have to tell us you want it.”“Or we’ll stop.”He nods again, this time more vigorously.  With effort he manages to whisper the word “Yes.”“‘Yes’ what?”“Yes…” he says raspily “I want it.  I want…” he takes a moment, “I want you to make me cum.”They both smile.  “Mmmmm… Good.”  They speak in unison, harmonizing in an unexpectedly appealing way.She steps above her skirted friend and stands with her legs as far apart as she can without sitting on her head.  Instead, she simply presents her almost dripping wet pussy to her for attention.  Since she is now obscuring some of the action I change position so I can see everyone’s faces as well as possible.From my new vantage point I see the lower of them has turned her head upward to lick the beautiful pussy above her.  She puts reaches up and puts her hands on her hips just her long tongue touches the swollen and sensitive clit hovering mere centimeters above her.  The figure above her shivers, but doesn’t falter.  Seeing that she had taken the mouth away from her male, she took hold of his cock and began stroking it herself.  It almost looked as though she was supporting herself by holding onto his throat and cock while the other girl made her knees buckle.The images before me are taking their toll on my ability to restrain myself, and my hand will not stop what it is doing even if I asked nicely.  As she jerks him off upward at her own pussy and their friend’s tongue she keeps choking him.  She looks at me for a second.  With the thorough tongue fucking she is getting interfering with her composure, the look on her face is wildly different from anything I’ve seen yet.  “Like what you see?”“I do.  Thanks.”She closes her eyes for a moment and lets her head fall back.  When she opens them and locks her gaze on me again she says “You’re so fucking hard…” almost breathlessly.“It would be a challenge not to be, I think.”“Hey…” she says with mischief in her voice, “Do you want to handle is throat for a second?”“Um…”She turns back to him and looks down slightly.  “Open your eyes,” she says.  He does, and she raises her hand on his throat, bringing his gaze to hers.  “Is that okay?”

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