<b><u>Character Name:</u> John Dirk</b><br/><u><b>Wearing:</b></u><b> A suit and tie befitting a game show host</b><br/><u><b>Location:</b></u><b> The Escape Room Facility, Control Room</b><br/><u><b>Tagging/ Mentioning:</b></u><b> The Chase Sisters<br/>
<u>Affiliations/Notes</u></b><u><b>:</b></u><b> Round 2!</b><br/><br/><br/>Dirk was delighted by the performances this round, Cordelia was changing her tune even if she was trying to keep it private; his microphones picked up even her whispering and he had to turn off his mic so the girls wouldn't hear him laughing over it. If they believed there was a little too much invasion of privacy it wouldn't be so easy to gloss over it. If they thought this was fun, they'd better prepare for the next one!<br/><br/>The surprise jizz prize was delightful, neither expected it despite how obvious it seemed, and even overtly warned them it would come in the form of something that would happen when a normal stimulation with breasts would finish...they'd best learn to start using some imagination and learning to let out their inner pervert or they'd be unprepared for the even more sexually charged events yet to come. Abby hardly needed her dose of aphrodisiac, she'd already proved him right as far as he was concerned, but her sisters weren't quite ready to embrace their horny side.<br/><br/>It wasn't necessary to prolong the game, the results were being achieved and they were definitely ready for the next stage. With that, one last application of spunk for each of them just to really let them feel dirty. "Moo! Moo! Milk for YOU!!!" Cordelia's mannequin finally ceased its suction of her nipples and its tubes receded slightly, pulling back so as to spurt with both of them a thicker glob of fake semen that went below her chest, dripping down her abdomen, and if not wiped away, would seep down to her sex, making the effect of the aphrodisiac even more pronounced and getting her even more hot and bothered.<br/><br/>Abby's motor boater also allowed its tongue to wander, the stiff little thing having a similar poking sensation as its nose and chin as it rubbed and blew raspberries from the outer edge of one breast to her sternum to the other breast. When it had finally had enough, in a slightly demeaning twist, it seemed to simply spit its frosty reward onto her stomach, like she was a cheap whore that had failed to satisfy her client. Still, that counted as a victory, and she was in the same situation as Cordelia, where her lower body was in danger of being made uncontrollably in need of multiple orgasms.<br/><br/>Abby and Cordelia were now both tied, and only one of the two of them needed to win a third round. If Cordelia wanted to be the one to win the 10 million (or so she would believe) she couldn't afford to keep losing to Abby. If she showed a willingness on the level of Abby on their third mannequin, he'd allow her to win the third splash of spunk. In fact, she'd already begun to move in that direction, so if she had some positive encouragement to do better, it could do the trick. "We have a winner! A surprise upset from the more prudish contestant! She seems to be unlocking her inner slut and we love it! Let's hope that trend continues, it's no fun when a game is one-sided!" He announced, allowing them to proceed to the third challenge.<br/><br/>The next room was quite a bit different, full of what looked like hip-height metal rod fencing, arranged in what looked like an incomplete circuit maze. Every so often, some of the sections would alternate and reconnect to others. "Take a wild guess about this one, girls! It's a maze, but the maze moves! Pick your entry point carefully, or you may end up going around and around in circles waiting for the right opportunity to get onto the route to the finish line!" he gave them the basic gist. But as the lights started to dim, he laughed a bit ominously. "But that would be too easy of course! So there are a few other obstacles to make things more interesting. Step over the bar to start, with your legs on either side. Is it digging into your sensitive bits? Well, it's supposed to, ha ha! Every now and then you'll feel some bumps, or the bars will be turning in a circle and constantly stimulating you, just to tickle you down there while you're trying to look about and find your way. If you run into a particularly BIG bump, well, you'd better ride it til it goes down or you won't be able to move forward! Oh, and if you fall over, you have to start all over, and each time you fall costs you a point, so the secret is...don't!" he laughed. "There could be other obstacles too, in the dark...nothing dangerous, mind you, but it might feel creepy and crawly, so keep your eyes peeled!" he warned them, as the light went completely dark and the room suddenly became illuminated by what looked like some rave glow sticks that were all over, from the ceilings, walls and floor to portions of the actual bars they were meant to be walking along.<br/><br/>"Just make it from the end of the room you started on to the opposite end, and you pass! Another game with no set time limit, so use that to keep yourselves from toppling over! The only other rule is, no moving backward! The bars will start to raise big bumps behind you to prevent it too, but that warning will help you avoid losing balance and falling. Have at it!" he played a quick tune that someone would expect to hear preceding a horse race.