"Stand straight."
A hand pressed against Sherri's back, adjusting her, letting her know the exact position she was expected to be in. Delicate fingers trailed against her soft, naked skin, the lightest of touches that had Sherri shivering with delight. Her eyes locked onto Victoria's as the other woman circled around, a pleasant soft green that she could lose herself in.
Victoria let one finger linger just above Sherri's sex. The warmth that radiated from Sherri's legs helped combat the chill in the air. Sherri whimpered, hoping the finger would slide down a fraction more to grace her opening, to give her some relief. But she knew she was being toyed with, tested.
Victoria must have been satisfied with Sherri's restraint. She flicked her finger, the sensation on Sherri's clit more a whisper than anything. It still caused a sharp inhale from Sherri. With a smirk, Victoria continued to circle her charge, but Sherri could still feel those lovely eyes on her body. Appraising her. Making sure she was ready.
She wanted to be ready.
Victoria then grabbed Sherri's arms at the wrists, pulling them behind Sherri's back and guiding them to where they should be. At Victoria's prompting, Sherri clasped her arms together and brought her shoulders back, allowing her exposed chest to stand prominent on display, her nipples hard and aching.
Sherri felt Victoria's chest press against her back. Victoria's warm breath tickled Sherri's neck as she leaned in to whisper. "Almost done," she said, and Sherri was filled with joy.
Unseen hands gathered Sherri's mahogany hair. A small tug here and there and the hair was tied up and allowed to fall as one down her back, just below her shoulders. Only then did Victoria come into view once more, a satisfied smile on her face.
"Perfection," Victoria said. She stepped closer, within an inch of Sherri, close enough for Sherri to feel Victoria's radiated arousal. "You know, I used to wonder why she wanted us presented this way. Kneeling always seemed much more fitting for us, much more natural." She reached up and placed a hand on Sherri's cheek, and Sherri couldn't help but nuzzle into it. "I asked her about it one day. Do you know what she told me?"
Sherri couldn't begin to fathom, but Victoria wasn't waiting for a response anyways. "When we're standing, it's so much easier to"--she pressed her hand against Sherri's cunt, sliding two fingers in with ease--"
play
with her subjects."
Sherri's eyes shut tight as her legs clamped around Victoria's fingers. Her knees threatened to buckle as her mind swam in purple for an instant. She stifled a moan as best she could, and tried hopelessly to regain her composure.
The effort only caused Victoria to laugh. "It's okay to give in to the pleasure, Sherri. In fact, Nabi encourages it." She wiggled her fingers to emphasize the point, causing Sherri to collapse against her. "Pleasure is the path to enlightenment, she
wants
us to embrace it. That's why she's here. Through her guidance, we may transcend to pleasures untold. The real question is, are you ready to devote yourself to her, now and forever?"
Sherri had her arms wrapped around Victoria for support as she shivered against her. This Nabi that Victoria mentioned hadn't seemed special when they were first introduced, but now Sherri knew differently. Just thinking about her sent Sherri's heart racing, her body consumed in purple ecstasy. It amplified the sensation of the fingers between her legs as Victoria continued to drive her wild. If serving Nabi meant she could feel this good, of course she would devote her life to such a cause. Anyone would do the same, it was so obvious. "Yes, of course. Anything for her. Anything for Nabi. Please!"
"Then look upon me, and confess your purpose."
Nabi's honeyed voice filled Sherri's ears. When she opened her eyes, she saw the most beautiful woman imaginable. She knew then just what to say, the only thing she could say. "Obedience is my purpose." She tried to push away from Victoria, to assume the correct position, but her body didn't have the strength.
Despite that, Nabi's perfect smile grew larger. "Good girl. Cum for me, and accept your place amongst your sisters."
Sherri braced for the impact she knew those words would bring, her eyes clenched tight. If she couldn't stand on her own from just the effect of Victoria's fingers, she couldn't imagine how useless her body would be after such a command from Nabi herself. She wondered if Victoria would have the strength to hold her up, or if Victoria would guide Sherri to the ground as she writhed in abject rapture.
Only when the orgasm came, it wasn't anywhere as strong as she was expecting. Instead of her mind being awash in purple bliss, it was muted in red. She glanced up to where Nabi was, but the woman faded from her view. Victoria disappeared as well, but before Sherri could worry that she was going to fall, she realized that she was already seated in a sturdy chair.
A loud explosion rang out, causing Sherri to flinch. She felt the ground shake beneath her, the sound of rattling metal replacing the blast before it too was replaced by a torrential noise that seemed to come from everywhere. When she opened her eyes again, the room itself was painted in a red glow.
She felt dizzy, and her mind was uncooperative. She tried to move, but found she was unable to. Only when she realized that it wasn't due to her own lack of strength did she notice that her arms and legs were strapped to a chair. She struggled against the restraints, but they held tight.
The adrenaline rush that followed helped to clear her thoughts, and helped the room to stop spinning, but her efforts to recall how she got there still proved unfruitful.
There was movement to her left. A sound as well, that Sherri could only describe as a groan, but it was difficult to hear over the noise from outside.
She found a girl in a seat next to her, someone that Sherri did not recognize. The woman's head was lolling from side to side as a line of drool trailed down to her thigh. As Sherri followed it, she realized that the woman's athletic body was on full display, the red lights casting shadows to help define her features. Sherri looked down to confirm that she was just as exposed, a sudden chill overtaking her.
"Hey, hey!" Sherri said. She dared not raise her voice too much. Her captors could be anywhere, listening in. Another crash of thunder seemed to taunt her in response before the deafening rain crept back into the void the thunder left behind. "Wake up!"
The girl stirred some more, and slowly she managed to turn her head towards Sherri. Her eyes were unfocused, and she struggled to keep them more than half open.
"What's your name?" Sherri asked.
"Name?" The shadows covering her face gave her an unsettling appearance. She had gone silent, and for a moment Sherri thought she had fallen asleep. Then her head jerked up, a momentary spark of awareness flashing in her eyes as she slurred her answer. "Ila... Ilaria..."
"Okay, Ilaria. Do you remember how we got here? Where we are?" Sherri put more strength into her voice, hoping that the storm outside would mask it from any eavesdroppers.
"I..." The girl's head bounced once before she directed it towards the wall straight ahead. "I need to watch the video," she said, her voice barely heard over the noise from outside.
Sherri followed Ilaria's gaze to the front of the room. She noticed a screen covering half the wall, bathed in the red of the emergency lights. If she strained her neck enough, she could just make out the projector hanging from the ceiling behind them. She didn't know what it was for, likely nothing good, but couldn't help but feel a troubling desire to watch it as well.
Dismissing it as simple curiosity, Sherri took stock of everything else in sight. A few more empty chairs took up the main floor, some piles of... something along the walls, obscured by the dim lighting, and a small desk tucked away on the side was all she could find. Even if the desk contained something that could help her, it was all out of reach.
Sherri struggled against her bonds a few more times, but they held strong. If she was to get out, it wouldn't be through her own strength, though she didn't have too much faith in her drugged companion. "Hey. Hey! Ilaria! Can you try to pull free?"
"Okay..." Ilaria gave some meager attempts, but was no more successful in freeing herself than Sherri. She gave up without a word to stare once more at the blank screen.
"Hey, you gotta focus. We have to work togeth-" Sherri heard the sound of the door to her left unlocking. "Soon as we get the chance, we make a break for it." She hoped whoever was outside hadn't heard her, as she tried to keep herself calm while the door swung open.
Standing in the doorway was a familiar face. She was soaked from head to toe, her hair matted and her simple dress clinging to her skin, doing little to hide her magnificent figure. The sight of her sent Sherri's heart racing, her mind slipping back into that wonderful dream from before. She clenched her thighs together as she drank in the woman's luscious body, as her own recalled the pleasure it felt.
Sherri shook her head. It was a dream, what she could remember of it, and nothing more. Somehow Victoria got free, and now she was here to rescue them. "Victoria? Thank god, you have to help us!"
Their eyes met, but there was no sense of alarm in Victoria's. Sherri didn't know how she could stay calm in such a situation. "C'mon, help me out here!"
Victoria brought a finger up to her lips.
