It's a new morning in the Hotel for your character! When they wake up, they might notice a change in their room. A cassette tape on the table next to their bed and.... did they always have that TV and VCR that's now in the room
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It took her a little time to figure out how these things called a tape, VCR and TV worked, but after a little bit of deduction and some trial and error, she figured it out. She watched what was going on in this act with avid curiosity yet utter confusion as to what was going on. Who wanted her to watch such a confusing yet what was seemingly a horrible thing, especially watching these mysterious people drag a person in who was hooded. Wasn’t this some sort of torture? Looking at the screen with terror, she wondered as to why whomever gave her this video wanted her to watch it. Though upon seeing the man unhooded, she gasped in horror
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For Flynn, it was a double whammy. He hated the idea of being a burden on anyone, ESPECIALLY the Princess, and he also hated the idea of forcing the Princess into playing along with the damn Hotel's games. And yet, here he was doing both. He had actually considered not showing up, but he quickly thought of two problems: A) if he did starve to death, he wouldn't be able to protect lady Estellise, and B) If she had truly been brought up to speed then he knew she would spare no expense in finding him. And who's to say she wouldn't get lost or attacked by someone on the way
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The smile on her face turned soft yet sheepish at the same time when he had sat down next to her. The fact that he had placed his hand on hers only proved to her that he had trusted her and the look in his eyes had also said that as well.
“So, I’m supposed to make you….”
She couldn’t complete that sentence without blushing and turning away. She knew exactly what to do, but how to get there, well, that was the problem. Flynn didn’t seem like his life was in any immediate danger so perhaps taking it slowly would be the best thing to do. This place still had its drug, so she figured getting herself to do something wouldn’t be terribly hard either. She placed her fingers gently on his mask, where she believed his lips to be, then gently traced them down to his neck and eventually to his chest. Moving in, she placed her lips gently at the base of his neck believing that a good place to start.
Flynn was anxious to remove his gag, but he was at no risk of starving to death for atleast a day. As far as he was concerned, the Princess could take as much time as she wanted in freeing him. It would be his just reward for making her do this.
However, he blushed once he felt her fingertips press against his gag and slide down to his chest. Once he felt her llips against his flesh, he couldn't help but moan slightly. He gently wrapped his bare arms around the princess and softly caress her in return for her bravery.
Honestly, Estelle didn’t want to take too long in doing this. There was that little bit in the back of her mind telling her that he was uncomfortable like that and possibly even in pain, and she felt selfish for pushing such a voice back. She prayed that the aphrodisiacs that this hotel normally releases would take effect on her soon. For now, she swallowed the little bit of fear that built up and his embrace had helped her calm down a little bit as well. Before long, her kiss ended up turning to a gentle sucking against his as she embraced him in return, also caressing his back before settling her hands on the middle of it.
"Mmmmm..." Flynn half-moaned, half-hummed as he felt her lips begin to suck against him. Not that it was unpleasant by any means. He gave her a reassuring squeeze to indicate that she was doing fine before bringing a hand up to gently stroke her beautiful pink hair.
Feeling his hand brush through her hair was encouraging and she started to move her lips down, kissing him on the collar bone then on his chest. Her hands started to move down his back then to came around to his front side where they hovered above the hem of his pants. It was apparent that the aphrodisiacs haven’t taken an effect on her yet since there was that hesitation with going any further. She knew she had to eventually, but right now, she was doing what she could to muster the courage.
Flynn could sense the hesitation in his princess as she stopped over his waistband. He brought a hand down to lightly take hold of Estelle's wrist and guide her hand away from it. He gave her an understanding look that said 'It's okay. When you're ready.' He emphasized this by brushing a strand of hair out of her face.
She couldn’t help but be surprised when he had taken her hand. Perhaps she was trying to go into this too fast, but part of her was grateful that he wasn’t forcing her into this, at least not right now. Smiling when he had brushed a hair out of her face, she took a deep breath before her lips returns to his chest, softly kissing it. Her arms gently embraced him as she closed her eyes and allowed herself to relax, hoping that’s what she needed to do to finally allow the drug to take over her body. Little by little, she could feel its effects and the temptations that lied with it and she showed that by moving her lips down further before they stopped at his stomach. Her hands reached down to his waistband, and finally she had begun to pull it down.
Flynn moaned softly at the feel of her soft and forbidden lips kissing his chest. A tingle coarsed through him as she got lower, knowing that it was only a matter of time until the aphrodisiacs took her over.
It seems though that it would be sooner than he thought as he felt her hands grip his waistband and pull it down. Not wanting her to face this alone, he brought his hands down to help her pull it down. The message was clear: "we're in this together". Once his hands were clear, all that remained were his tight white boxers which did a poor job of hiding his arrousal from her efforts.
Her lips remained on his stomach as he helped her pull down his pants, then removed them if only because she had to move away to pull away his trousers from his body. Looking back towards him, she couldn’t help but smile when she saw that her simple touch had that much of an effect on him. The fact that his apparent arousal had not scared her away was fact enough that the drug was doing its job. She brought her hand down to softly stroke him through his underwear, if only to ease herself into this. They would get this over with soon enough, and then he would be free from that awful gag he was put in.
Flynn moaned in surprise, not expecting his sweet and innocent little Estelle to try something so daring. A woman using her hands on his length had always been a weak spot of Flynn's, but the fact that it was someone he used to never imagine doing something like that made it even more effective. He squirmed beneath her touch, his errection quickly reaching full stiffness.
For a little longer her fingers continued to lightly stroke him before realizing that it was time to move on. Moving her hand up to the hem of his underwear, she took a hold of it then looked up towards Flynn. “Is…is it okay if I do this…?” While she knew it needed to happen eventually, she still didn’t want to be too bold in going about this. After all, she did want him to be comfortable with her as he wanted her to be with him.
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“So, I’m supposed to make you….”
She couldn’t complete that sentence without blushing and turning away. She knew exactly what to do, but how to get there, well, that was the problem. Flynn didn’t seem like his life was in any immediate danger so perhaps taking it slowly would be the best thing to do. This place still had its drug, so she figured getting herself to do something wouldn’t be terribly hard either. She placed her fingers gently on his mask, where she believed his lips to be, then gently traced them down to his neck and eventually to his chest. Moving in, she placed her lips gently at the base of his neck believing that a good place to start.
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However, he blushed once he felt her fingertips press against his gag and slide down to his chest. Once he felt her llips against his flesh, he couldn't help but moan slightly. He gently wrapped his bare arms around the princess and softly caress her in return for her bravery.
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It seems though that it would be sooner than he thought as he felt her hands grip his waistband and pull it down. Not wanting her to face this alone, he brought his hands down to help her pull it down. The message was clear: "we're in this together". Once his hands were clear, all that remained were his tight white boxers which did a poor job of hiding his arrousal from her efforts.
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