"I am, for now," Carl said with deep breaths as he gazed upon his handiwork. Leaning down to their sides he gave them both a kiss as he lifted them back up. Esther's body went limp, forcing Carl to exert himself in trying to get them on their feet.<br/><br/>"Come on girls, I won't have you passing out all messy like that!"<br/><br/>Esther moaned. "Jesus, is there no end to this?"<br/><br/>One way or another Carl dragged them across the floor, at first together but then redid their handcuffs so they weren't shackled together; it was easier for him to move one girl at a time, and he started with Alysia in grabbing her under the boobs. They were in the smaller bathroom, a shower with a curtain pulled halfway across, contrasting colors of horizontal blue and purple stripes. He handcuffed her to the curved shower rod, the chain part looped over so that both arms were forced upwards. Facing towards the interior wall, Alysia was forced into a standing position, completely at his mercy. He turned the water on, which was cold at first but quickly turned to warm.<br/><br/>(https://i.imgur.com/qg5dkWh.jpg)<br/><br/>"Now don't go anywhere," Carl said as he slapped Alysia on the ass twice for good measure. "I gotta bring in your friend too."<br/><br/>The rushing water played across her body. It felt refreshing at just the right temperature, almost enough to make up for the awkward position. Esther was hoisted in a similar manner adjacent to Alysia. Her slim body also got part of the shower's stream, the water more or less evenly dispersed.<br/><br/>"Oh my, you two look so beautiful hanging there," Carl said. A flash of light and a clicking sound signifying the snapping of a smartphone, permanently capturing their now-soaked backsides. He took several from different angles, and once even moved over so that he was in the photo (albeit Alysia could see by the angle his head was cropped out) hugging or between one or both girls.<br/><br/>Esther mumbled something semi-intelligible. "Fuggin ate you, bsterd."<br/><br/>"Feel free to clean yourselves up, or let me do the honors," Carl said with a laugh. "I hope there's room for one more."<br/><br/>The shower was definitely crowded, although the rod seemed somehow able to support both women's weight. Closer inspection revealed it was made of a strong alloy, a kind produced largely in Emerald City containing flakes of Viridian stones individually small enough to be cheap but enough to increase the tensile strength of steel. Carl did not get hard again, although he was still lustful and eager to "wash" both of their bodies, his soapy hands paying special attention to their erogenous zones. He made out with Alysia again, running his fingers through her hair while the other fingers stimulated Esther's labia, which caused the girl's legs to reflexively close tight.<br/><br/>"Your hand has soap on it!" she squealed.<br/><br/>Carl blinked, confused. "Is that bad?"<br/><br/>Esther rolled her eyes. "You're going to irritate it, idiot!"<br/><br/>Carl smirked. "I think you're just making up excuses," and he continued, handing prying her legs apart.<br/><br/>"Were you a virgin, you don't just shove anything do-ohhh!"<br/><br/>His fingers slid inside, causing Esther to jolt and swing a bit, making the shower rod squeak. Suddenly his attention came away from Alysia. His other hand moved swiftly, an open palm struck across Esther's face.<br/><br/>"Don't do that again," he warned. "If I slip and get hurt, you're going to get it worse."<br/><br/>Esther was silent, a red hand-shaped mark on her cheek, saying nothing but sucking in air.<br/><br/>Then he turned to Alysia, his then-angry face now softened into a slight smile. "But I'd never strike you, Alysia, you're special. But your friend...well, she has to understand the pecking order here. Now, where were we?"<br/><br/>Esther no longer complained, her face downcast and off to the side in Alysia's vision. And Carl, unfazed, continued to clean and caress the object of his obsession.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Perception DC 15</div><div class="spoiler_body">Alysia hears some movement, likely from outside.<br/><br/>Esther was too shaken up to be paying much attention. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=137713)<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">DC 20</div><div class="spoiler_body">Footsteps one floor above, outside on the balcony and also right outside the apartment.</div></div></div></div><br/><hr/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;">Meanwhile, Outside</span></span></div><br/>"Generator in the southwest courtyard. Malfunctioning fuse box on the second floor. Nearest LEO vehicle 300 meters, unaware."<br/><br/>Knight G1's silent commands vibrated over the air, silently stimulated the small bones of his teammates' ears. His horsehead-shaped helmet and black-white checkered military fatigues were far from subtle. But there were not meant to be; speed, not discretion, was of the essence.<br/><br/>"Harmonia's last seen entering Apartment 201, with an unknown civilian," Bishop F8 responded, far above on a nearby building surveying the area with a sniper scope.<br/><br/>"A RedShift employee residence, correct?" Pawn A2 asked as he and a fellow soldier prepped their rappelling gear. Unlike the other Chessmen their visors were featureless spherical helmets. "Waiting further orders, sir."<br/><br/>"Don't move yet," a voice commanded over their interface. "If there's a chance he had contact with the Silver Storm, that's at least 512 more variables."<br/><br/><div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/yX4yzQP.png)</div><br/>Alexander Kaspar adjusted his glasses as he surveyed the several dozen screens surrounding him. Thanks to the MarsTech-designed TacNet Interface, innumerable calculations could be made instantaneously, shared at the speed of electricity. In an odd way it reminded him of those video game tournaments his son played, of those mute soldiers running around simulated war zones with snap-quick reflexes. He chuckled at the similarities.<br/><br/>"No matter what the veterans say, it really is just another kind of game," Alexander mused, reclining in his chair.<em>But in this game, there are no AI or exploits guaranteed to work. A game whose rules change even before first contact with the enemy.</em><br/><br/><hr/><br/>It was fortunate for Esther in a way that she was ignored, with Carl administrating his obsessive affections upon Alysia. By now second nature she felt his swollen member ready itself again, entering her, thrusting to the tune of slapping wet flesh. Carl was lost in his own world, not wanting to be anywhere else but spurting inside her. She could see over his shoulder Esther's eyes widen in horror. But it was not at their sexual predicament.<br/><br/>"ALYSIA, MOVE!"<br/><br/>The foundations of the wall loudly crashed down as a huge metal object smashed through the dividing line between the bedroom and bathroom. It was pitch black, looking like the top part of some medieval castle tower. Carl did not have time to react, as the object swiftly swung north in a split-second, forcing Esther to break the shower rod in half with telekinesis to duck in time. Alysia's world went spinning as the slippery slick floor left her feet.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Pregnancy</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll one more pregnancy check for the scene.</div></div>