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The Fun of Virtual Reality	By : CecilHoshino Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yuri - Female/Female Views: 25808 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 10
- 11
Author's Note: To apologize for yet another massive delay, enjoy this double feature chapter

Individual Chapter Kinks: Bond, Dom, Whips, Futanari

~Day 8~

If there was an in-game reward associated with being the perfect matchmaker, it would've made things all the sweeter. The feeling of elation Téa had in her heart and her belly was reward enough for now, she supposed. She had just successfully gotten the two school nurse fairies into a steamy relationship, and Téa was fairly certain Hiita and Wynn were well on their way back to being best friends, and this time alone together tonight might kick them into girlfriends. Now Téa had to wonder if Lumina was seriously intending on confessing to Jenis alone, or if Téa could be naughty and nudge them both in the right direction.

That could wait. For now, Téa was making her way back to her dorm room. Having a roommate who graduated early, thus leaving you a place all to yourself, was kinda lonely, but it at least led to quiet nights, and no judgement when you wanted to make them not so quiet. As she made her way down the halls, Téa checked her game's HUD, temporarily breaking the immersion of the game to check her remaining time within it: half an hour. She must have spent more time with Lily and Lilly than she thought, and the extended time she arranged with Kaiba hadn't quite taken effect yet. Still, this seemed like a good place to quit for the night. Get back to bed, log off early, and come back the next day fresh and--What was that noise?

Téa jumped a bit in surprise, having heard the faint sound of footsteps down the hall. The fact that she could hear it at all suddenly clued her in to how quiet everything was...it must actually be fairly late in the evening. So the identity of those footsteps suddenly became a lot more suspicious, and possibly scandalous. Steeling her courage, Téa cautiously made her way down the hallway towards them.

Rounding the corner down one of the halls, Téa cautiously peeked out. There, she found her culprit: sneaking between two of the rooms was a young woman, though older than the students here, with long, auburn hair, a deep red scarf, and a brown leather tank top. On her shoulder was a black tattoo of a scorpion. In one hand was a half-full sack. And in the other was a pair of black panties, which the woman put to her face and took a big sniff of. Smiling dopily and contently, the woman then put the panties in her bag, and made her way towards the second room.

“A panty thief?” Téa whispered to herself, incredulously. “Seriously? ...How'd she even get in here? If she were that good, why stick to a panty raid?” She continued to watch, but before the thief could touch the handle of the second room's door, Téa finally stepped out. “Hey!” she called out in a sotto voice, trying to catch the woman's attention while not disturbing the students in their rooms.

The thief apparently heard her, looking up with surprise. Without a word, she turned, and began to run for it. Téa was in quick pursuit, but, despite her quick strides, she couldn't close the distance on the thief. She cursed her robes and her flat shoes for slowing her down. Well, she could always get creative...

Téa turned around and started running backwards, pulling up her Spell list. Quickly searching for the right card, she smirked at finding it. “Shift!”

With a blink of light, suddenly Téa was in front of the thief. Or, more precisely, she and the thief had switched places, and now the thief was running right at her. The thief stared in surprise, but before she could stop, Téa lunged forward, and grabbed the bag full of panties.
“What the heck kind of thief breaks into a magic university to raid schoolgirl panties!?” Téa asked incredulously but in a hushed tone, as she wrestled with the bag.

“It's an easy test run!” the thief replied, also in a hushed tone. “Gives me a chance to see how good security in the place is. Plus, the sexy smell's a nice bonus.” The thief stamped onto Téa's foot.

Téa yelped in pain, but didn't let go of the bag. “Sick perv!” she hissed, before managing to throw the bag out of both their hands. The panties spilled out onto the floor, although most were still in the bag. Both Téa and the thief looked at each other, before diving to the floor, and gathering up panties. Realizing her hands were getting full, Téa started putting them back into the bag; just as well, she didn't know which panties belonged to who, might as well just take the whole bag to the disciplinary office. Michelle would understand. And no doubt tease the crap out of her.

It looked like the thief, however, had the same plan, and was throwing the other panties closer to her into the sack. The two watched each other, and the struggle to claim the bag once all the panties were in would resume very shortly.

If not, however, for the arrival of a third party. “Hold it right there, you two.” Both Téa and the thief looked up from the panties, and saw said third party: a woman dressed in a white gi with a blue tint and blue trimmings, her hair tied up in a topknot, and her hawkish face covered in a domino mask. She drew her blade, but, instead of a katana, as Téa immediately assume, she drew a whip sword, with several metal wires wobbling in the air. Suddenly, a thought ran through Téa's head, informing her that this was one of the monsters from the card game: The Future Samurai.

“Huh, so she is a girl,” she thought to herself. “Still kind of androgynous, but I can see from here...”

“As a member of the disciplinary committee, I have seen enough,” she declared. Her whip sword suddenly started to crackle with electricity.

Téa watched as the thief rose to her feet, and made a run for it. The samurai, however, lashed out with her sword. The wires reached out, magically extending as far as they needed, before cracking against the thief's back. With a sharp gasp, the thief collapsed, shuddering in nerve convulsions. Téa breathed out a sigh of relief, and looked to the samurai...only to throw up her hands when that sword was suddenly pointed at her.

“And now for her accomplice.”

“Accomplice? Wait, I wasn't--!” Téa tried to argue, before she, too, was struck with the sword. It didn't cut, but Téa could feel the electricity running through her body. She let out an exhaling shriek for a second, before she, too, collapsed, shuddered, and then blacked out...

Téa moaned, rolling her head from side to side, as she slowly opened her eyes. She could see she was in a basement looking room, with middling lighting, enough so that she could see everything, but still feel in the dark. And the thief girl was across from her, stripped naked, with her arms tied over her head to something on the ceiling by her wrists. The thief was gagged with a strip of tape over her lips, and she was forced into shoes with incredibly high heels, forcing her on the very tips of her toes.

As Téa mumbled and pulled at her wrists, she could tell she was tied up in a similar fashion. She could also feel something thick in her mouth. She breathed in deeply through her nose, trying to suss out what it was.

Foot steps alerted her to someone's approach, as the Samurai stepped in between them. She approached the thief, first. “So, based on your tattoo, I can tell you're part of the Black Scorpion gang. So you must be the famous Meanae the Thorn.” She pinched Meanae's chin, and forced her to look the Samurai in the eye. Meanae, who had been awake longer than Téa, it appeared, glared daggers, before she was shoved back, stumbling on her heels.

The Samurai lifted up something attached to her hip: a coiled up whip. Tugging an end of it taught, she smirked. “And this must be your signature weapon of the gang. Not sure how effective a whip is in a tight brawl. But it will work wonders on you two.”

She turned her back on Meanae, and approached Téa. “And this is your student accomplice. Tch. If I didn't know the Black Scorpions better, I'd almost be more disgusted with her than with you.”

“Mm nnn err aum--” Téa immediately tried to argue, before just as quickly giving up; there'd be no way she could be anything resembling coherent through that gag. She did mumble in confusion as to just what was in her mouth, behind the tape...

“Since you two love panties so much,” the Samurai explained, unprovoked, “I thought it would be fitting to make you suck on your partner's panties.” She roughly cupped Téa's pussy, grinding her palm against her labia, causing Téa to gasp and squirm. “Does it taste good? Was it everything you ever wanted?”

“Rrrnmph! Mm nnm err aum--!” Téa grumbled out, before suddenly the Samurai stepped back, unfurled the whip, and swiped it across Téa's front with a crack. Téa's eyes went saucer wide. She was stunned for a second. Then, as the pain flared from the whip mark across her stomach, Téa stumbled back on her heels. “MMMPPHH!” she shrieked out in pain.

The Samurai stepped behind Téa, and gave her two much lashes, one across her back, the other more around her ass. Each strike brought another shriek out of Téa. She nearly slipped on her heels, causing the rope around her wrists to pull even tighter. Tears welling up in her eyes, Téa whined in agony as she struggled to get back on balance. She managed, just as the Samurai crossed in front of her, again, holding something else in hand.

“But it's not entirely your fault, is it?” she taunted with a cool tone and stoney expression. “No, you were just a helpless victim, seduced by that slut and her roguish charms. So your punishment won't be as harsh. And I won't report this to the head of the disciplinary committee. Just sit tight for a while.”

Téa let out a disgruntled exhale, looking down at the Samurai both curiously and indignantly, as the disciplinarian licked her thumbs and rolled them against Téa's nipples. She realized her intent as the samurai dug into her pockets, and shook her head pleadingly, before shrieking again as two clothespins were closed around her now erect nipples. She further whined as more pins were clamped along her breasts and her sides, but the worst was when a metal clamp was shown in her face, before being lowered below her waist. Téa howled in agony as that clamp closed its metal teeth around the nub of her clit.

Téa gasped and sobbed, writhing in pain as the Samurai left her with one last slap on the ass, before crossing over back to Meanae. Pulling the whip out again, the Samurai snapped it against the floor, before she started lashing it against Meanae, who gasped and cried out into her gag with each strike.

Though she tried to, Téa just couldn't look away, staring at the way Meanae's breasts jiggled with each twist and contortion of her body. How welts from each whip strike slowly started to grow into view up and down the front of her body. How she managed to keep from crying, despite her shrieks of pain. Téa lost count of how many times the Samurai cracked her whip against Meanae's skin.

With her tormentor temporarily distracted, Téa tried something; back when Lumina playfully left her tied up in bed after their night together, Téa was able to undo the bindings with some non-verbal, low motion spells. She tried to do something similar now. But as her fingers flexed and she concentrated on the spell, nothing happened. It was then she could feel her magic being cut off, somehow. She was also now more aware of this weird feeling on her naked back, like something was taped to it...

Eventually, the Samurai stopped whipping Meanae, and looped the whip around the thief's neck, pulling and guiding her towards the centre of the room. Téa looked up, and noticed that what Meanae was tied to was actually a rolling panel connected to the roof. Meanae was left to stand in the centre of the room, while the Samurai approached Téa, and similarly guided her. Téa grunted as a new, sharp pain flooded her senses, after getting just a bit used to the various clamps and clothespins on her body: forced to be as en pointe as possible in these heels, walking in them was also incredibly painful.

Téa was stopped a few inches from Meanae, and then turned around, so her back was to the thief. Téa watched as the Samurai left for a table on the other end of the room. It wasn't light enough to see what the Samurai was looking for, but, as she returned, Téa recognized it immediately: a long, black, thick, double ended dildo. She stared in dreaded anticipation. Somehow, she could tell Meanae shared her sentiment.

Behind her back, she could hear Meanae mumble something. The Samurai...actually smirked. “Oh, those? Anti-Magic charms. The students here make use of them in case things go wrong...and I make use of them if some students are being difficult during their punishment. Speaking of...”

Téa watched from over her shoulder, as the Samurai took the large dildo, and, with only a bare amount of lube on one end, started to slowly push it up Meanae's pussy. The thief let out a moan that rose higher and higher in key, straining with the ropes binding her wrists for fear of losing balance like she saw Téa do, should she stamp her feet.

The Samurai continued pushing, despite Meanae's wails of protest, until, eventually, an entire half of the dildo was up Meanae's pussy. The other half jutted out, making Meanae look like she had a large, erect penis for Téa.

The Samurai lubed up that end, and grabbed Téa's shoulder. She shoved her forward, forcing her to lean forward, allowing Téa to feel the sweat on her back gliding down the slope she was now forced to make. “You seduced the poor thing, with your roguish good looks and bad girl attitude,” the Samurai growled to Meanae accusingly. “Well, we might as well go ahead. Just go ahead and fuck her, like you all but promised!”

Over both girls mumbling in protest, the Samurai grabbed Téa's hips, and forced her down onto the jutting end of the dildo. Téa let out a high pitched mewl behind the tape and through the panties in her mouth, as she was eventually forced halfway down the shaft. She gasped and panted, before she could hear the sound of the Samurai spanking Meanae. “Well, go on, fuck her!”

Téa's body rocked with each struggling thrust of Meanae's hips. She could feel her breasts swaying with each thrust, which didn't do any favours to the multiple clothespins pinching her all over. As Meanae continued to cry out and curse with each slap to her ass, Téa struggled to check her HUD again. She mewled in despair, as she saw that she still had another 20 minutes left on her session. She felt like she couldn't take another three. But then, she saw salvation: she was also on her last allotted orgasm. That increase, also, hadn't yet taken effect yet. She didn't like it, but it was Téa's only escape.

With all her strength, stretching up from her feet, Téa forced herself back straight up, before throwing herself against Meanae, to the confusion of both the thief and the Samurai. Téa grunted and struggled, before eventually pushing herself the rest of the way down the dildo, as far as she could go. With a shuddering breath, she began to thrust herself against it, bouncing on Meanae's lap, grinding her shoulders against Meanae's ample bosom.

“My god, you're just as much of a slut!” the Samurai spat in disgust. She crossed over in front of Téa, and took out the whip. Crack after crack struck against Téa's front, across her gut, her breasts, even her hips. A few strikes even knocked some of the clothespins off, letting blood flow back to the formerly pinched spots, which flooded Téa with even more pain. “You filthy! Miserable! Whore! You love it! Don't you!? Being whipped! And fucked! Like a whore!”

Téa did her best to shut out the pain, shut out the insults. She had to get herself off. She had to focus on the parts of this that were actually, shamefully, turning her own. She imagined Meanae wasn't tied up. That, instead of the Future Samurai catching them, Meanae overpowered Téa, and stole her away with the bag of panties, tying her up and gagging her with a stolen pair. And, to buy Téa's freedom and silence, Meanae offered her a good fucking. And now there they were, the dark and handsome lady thief fucking Téa senseless, long past the point of the deal, and now just for the thrill of such depraved sex.

It was enough. With a final, orgasmic howl, Téa climaxed all over her end of the double ended dildo. She spasmed and shuddered, before eventually collapsing limp.

“Hmph. She's blacked out,” the Samurai concluded, lowering her whip, and instead pulling the two girls apart. She undid the rope that kept Téa tied to the ceiling, but let her collapse onto the floor with a thud, not bothering to remove the pins and clamps on her body, or remove the gag, or even untie her wrists.

As Téa began to fade, being ejected from the game, she could hear the Samurai still talking.

“You still have a long night ahead of you, you miserable thief. And before you pass out, too, know this: I'll be willing to take what you stole and return them to their rightful owners, and not even report you. But if either of you try to report this, I will be happy to remind the head of the Disciplinary Committee of your theft. You'll go away for a long time, and she'll be kicked out of this school. I hope we understand how important it is you shut up.”

CRACK! “Rrmph!” CRACK! “Mmrrph!”

Téa watched as the Samurai, stripped naked with her wrists tied to her ankles, face down on the mattress in the holding cell, ass in the air, and thick ballgag in her mouth, rocked and writhed with each crack of Meanae's whip, as the thief girl grinned evilly down at the former disciplinarian.

The student looked back to the other two in the office of the Disciplinary Committee: sitting on the corner of the large desk at the back end of the room was Michelle, the Dark Magician Girl; sitting behind said desk was a young woman with long, blonde hair, and red, brown, and white armour and helm, with a striking hawk motif.

“I knew she was entirely wrong for this job,” Michelle scoffs with a click of her tongue.

“I didn't like her attitude much, either,” the Command Knight admits, shaking her head. “But, while a bad attitude could get her reprimanded, we didn't have grounds for discharge. Until you stepped forward, Miss Gardner. Let me sincerely apologize for my former subordinate's behaviour.”

Téa nodded her head. “Apology accepted, Miss...” She checked the nameplate on the desk. “Eliza.”

“I'm glad you stepped forward about this,” Eliza continued. “I don't know why she thought the threat of being labelled a panty thief would deter you from speaking up.”

“I think she was banking more on my being an accomplice to a thief from a known gang,” Téa noted.

“Either way,” Eliza continued, “your story checks out, so your record will remain spotless. If there's anything else we could do to compensate you, please, let us know.”

Michelle winked. “In your own time; consider it a blank check, from us, to you. Just don't try to use it as a get out of jail free card, kay?”

Téa chuckled, and nodded, leaving the two with Michelle blowing her a kiss goodbye. As Téa left, Meanae waved her over.

“Sorry to get you mixed up in this, kid. Really, I am.”

“You know, you actually came here to steal stuff. How exactly are you walking away free?”

“Well, panty raid is a minor offence, so I did get fined. But my crimes are outside of this school; they're not exactly in a position to put me away. On the grounds I never return, they agreed to look the other way and let me go as compensation for what this bitch did to us. They're even letting me have a shot at her before her actual hearing.”

“Huh...well, just...keep your nose clean, I guess?”

Meanae looked Téa over, and stopped her whipping assault for a moment, letting the Samurai gasp and writhe in agony. She pressed some of the whip under Téa's chin, tilting her up to look her in the eyes. “Hey, listen...we both went through some shit, and I did drag you into this. Plus, it's because of you I get to walk away like I am. Consider yourself under my protection from the rest of the Black Scorpions.” She winked seductively. “Heck...if you ever find us, feel free to visit me. Okay?”

“O...okay...” Téa stammered out, mentally cursing the fact that she was getting aroused.

~Day 12~
“...Holy shit, what a story...” Hiita breathed out.

“And you still let us fuck you senseless that very night?” Wynn asked, surprised.

“Well, I recover quickly,” Téa assured, deciding not to mention the fact that she actually had a few days in the real world to recover.

“Still, don't blame you for getting put off of bondage because of that. That was...yeesh!” Hitta slapped her own forehead, and shook her head.

“Well, like I said, it would've, but...it's really weird, but getting manhandled by Randi, and now seeing her like this...”

The three looked towards the closet, where the green haired succubus continued to writhe erotically, and cry out in another orgasm as Hiita wand continued to vibrate against her pussy.

“...it really turned me on,” Téa concluded. “Like...I really want to go over to her, right now, and play with that helpless body. Or...” She grinned towards Hiita and Wynn. “I want to be tied up by the two of you...”

Both Hiita and Wynn looked to Téa, a bit concerned. Then they looked at each other. Then back to Téa. “Only if this something you really want and are comfortable with,” Wynn insisted.

Téa nodded. When she thought about it, almost all of her sex during this game have involved bondage or physical restraint of some sort. Really, the Samurai was just a bad experience in a mix of good.

With Téa's nod of consent, Hiita grinned, her eyelids half lidded seductively, as she took Téa's chin and forced her to look the redhead in the eyes. “Well then, let's get started, pretty girl...”

“Hnnff....mmph...”

Hiita squirmed on the mattress, her red hair fanned out on the pillow, as she pulled at the ropes tying her joints to the four corners of the bed, further complicated by the length of rope tying her core to the mattress. Behind her blue panel gag, she bit into a small dildo, while, on the other side, a full length, six inch blue dildo jutted up. A black sleeping mask blinded her to complete the look.

Wynn stared at her girlfriend, wide eyed and pink faced, her lips curled in a wide grin, and her pussy hot and wet with arousal. She looked over her shoulder towards Camilla, who just finished fastening the armbinder she forced Wynn into, and began running her fingers across the shibari ropes binding the student's breasts, checking to make sure it was tight. “Wow, you are good. You. Are. Good.”

Camilla smiled back at Wynn, and gave her a peck on the lips. “Thank you. Now, how about we get you two started...” She finished Wynn's bondage by pushing a ring gag past the green haired girl's lips, locking it in place. The succubus pinched Wynn's tongue, and pulled it past the ring, before shoving the girl's face into Hiita's naked pussy. Not needing to be told, Wynn eagerly began tonguing her girlfriend's cunny, bringing muffled mewls of surprised delight from the redhead.

“Now, let's see how they did with you...” Camilla stood over Téa's body, grinning down at the last student. Wynn and Hiita took care of tying her up, and now Camilla wanted to see the results of their effort, as Téa was curled up in a ball on the floor, watching and fruitlessly trying to rub her thighs together for release as Camilla tied up the two elemental charmers.

Téa's arms were tied behind her back, secured by her wrists and her forearms. She was hobbled by rope tied around her ankles, giving her a scant ten inches of room to work with. A face cloth from the bathroom was stuffed into her mouth, and held in place by a tie from one of the hotel provided bathrobes. She was being pawed at (and occasionally spanked) by the two once they finished their impromptu bondage, before Camilla stepped in and offered some more toys.

Camilla pulled Téa up to a sitting position, and started to fondle her breasts. Téa moaned happily, grinning at Camilla behind her gag. “They could've asked for more stuff if they wanted to tie you up,” the succubus noted. “Had plenty more after dealing with Randi. Mm, but I like the look of such grass roots bondage...”

She lifted Téa to her feet, and walked her over to the bed. Understanding where this was going, Téa climbed onto the bed, and shuffled over, so she was straddling Hiita's head. With a bit of guidance from Camilla, Téa lowered herself onto the dildo gag, moaning into her own gag as she did. “Now, you kids have fun!” Camilla teased, giving Téa one more push down, before leaving the three on the bed.

Téa started to lift and lower herself on the dildo, watching as Wynn continued to eat Hiita out, while Hiita herself writhed underneath her and started doing her best to bob her head in time with Téa, “thrusting” the dildo deeper inside the brunette.

But it was what Camilla was doing that caught Téa's attention; she approached the closet, and undid the cuffs keeping Randi hanging from the clothes rack. The cuffs were soon replaced, with Randi's upper set of arms behind her back. Her gag was removed, as she gasped for air once the panties were fished out of her mouth. Without the wand buzzing against her pussy, it instead having been cleaned and tied to Wynn's pussy, and humming at full strength, Randi collapsed into Camilla's arms, looking exhausted.

“You don't get to rest yet, babe,” Camilla cooed with a threatening grin. “You've still got a lot of punishment to go through. Does watching those three get you right back in the mood?”

“Uh...uh-huh...”

Camilla's grin almost showed fangs, as she dropped her panties and pulled up her dress, and started to roll her fingers against her clit. “Then why don't the two of us have some real fun?” she hissed wickedly. Téa and Randi watched in alarm as the nub of Camilla's clit suddenly began to grow and reshape itself into a large, erect penis.

“You're drooling,” Camilla teased, looking down at Randi, who, in response, dropped to her knees and threw herself onto Camilla's clit cock, already deepthroating it and bobbing her head up and down the shaft, cheeks compressed, allowing Téa to realize she was sucking, and hard.

Camilla nearly fell over backwards at that, letting out a surprised laugh. “Holy shit, you really are a slut!” She gripped Randi's hair, and started thrusting back.

Téa watched from her vantage point on Hiita's face mounted dildo. The two succubi continued their display, Randi gargling and moaning in absolute delight, while Camilla panted and moaned and laid down some more filthy pillow talk (“Mm, that's right, how do you like being a slut's slut!”) Téa just couldn't pull her eyes away from the dick Randi was being force fed, especially when she managed to pull herself out to instead lick, kiss, and spit up and down along the shaft, all the way to Camilla's hips, allowing Téa to see the head of Camilla's clit cock was already starting to loosen some ejaculate.

Camilla's cock trembled and twitched, and her gasps vaulted in octaves, before she let out a sharp mewl as she came, her cock bursting with cum. It splattered against the lower half of Randi's face, and her neck, and the top of her breasts. As Camilla spurted with orgasm, Téa could feel her own orgasm approaching.

Camilla grinned down at Randi, and stepped behind her, shoving the other succubus to the floor, ass in the air. Her clit cock was already half chubbed, and, with a few more seconds of the refractory period, and some water, she was already fully erect again. Téa wasn't sure if that was due to Camilla being a woman, or being a succubus. Probably both. Either way, the redheaded succubus gripped firmly onto Randi's hips, and thrust in hard and deep into Randi's pussy. The green haired succubus let out a carnal cry, before gasping for breath as Camilla started pounding her at a quick, steady, firm pace.

Téa's eyes were saucer wide, and pleasured moans struggled their way past her gag. And it wasn't entirely from being impaled on Hiita's face mounted dildo. She had been taken by a phallus several times in this game – she was being taken by one right now – but it was a different story to see a flesh and blood penis, even magiced onto a woman, and see it used to utterly savage a girl. For the first time since the game started, Téa was thinking about being taken by that.

The thought quickly subsided when Hiita tilted her head, and the dildo pressed against an inner cluster of Téa's clitoris. The brunette student howled, and came quite quickly. Plastic or no, she definitely could appreciate this pseudo-cock, and the girl whose face it was attached to.

The room continued to be filled with five women gasping and groaning in pleasure, as the fuck fest continued. Camilla occasionally took a quick reprieve to undo some of the bindings of the three students, reconfiguring their positions and tying them up again, only to return to plowing Randi in various positions.

By the time Téa hit the limit on her allotted orgasms this session, she wasn't the only one ready to pass out. As she began to lose consciousness, she could see the others, Hiita, Wynn, and Randi, all splayed out around the room, unbound but completely wiped out. Only Camilla remained, having one last, hard drink, but even she looked pretty wiped out.

Stumbling out of her pod, utterly exhausted, Téa made a decision: “Gonna need about a week's break for that one. Phew!”
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