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When Beauty wakes up, she finds that someone has laid out a tray of fruit, cheese, and some type of exotic juice in a golden picture. Taking a silver goblet, she pours herself a glass of the amber liquid and starts to sip it as she munches on small pieces of cheese. She soon finds herself taking bigger gulps, the liquid rich and honey colored tasting divine to her pallet. All other thoughts are lost as she soon drinks all of it. When she next comes to her senses Beauty sees the tray is empty other then the cores and peals from the fruit. She sighs happy, looks around her room, and sees the other small door she had not tried before. Walking over to it, she gets on her hands and knees opening the three-foot high door. Crawling through she finds a room just like hers but is done in a royal purple. She crawls through and stands up looking for the occupant but finds she is alone and the normal sized door is ajar.
Beauty goes to the door and looks out into the hall looking first one way and then the other for signs of life. Walking like she is the queen of the world she exits the room and walks down the hall, her mind split between escape and exploration.
In the hall, she notices a small plaque on the wall next to the door saying Purple Room. She sees that there are other doors in the hall with small plaques next to them. The next one says Gold Room. Beauty thinks to herself, her hand caressing the plaque, "My room" as a shudder of pleasure courses through her body. She loses herself in pleasure one hand stroking her golden flower the other caressing the sign. All thoughts except pleasure flee from her until she hears the sound of a door closing further down the hall.
Looking towards the sound Beauty sees pair of people dressed in white walking away from her. Giving her head a shake, she decides to head the other direction. Past the purple room she sees other plaques as she passes them; Blue, Green, Yellow, Silver, Orange, Teal... All the colors of the rainbow it seems and more.
Beauty comes to a T intersection at the end of the corridor and looks first down the left and then the right. The right side seems to be more rooms as she can see the plaques from here. The left corridor seems a better shot it goes to a landing and stairway down. She turns left. What she sees stops Beauty in her tracks. Her mouth drops open as she looks down into a huge atrium. Looking from side to side Beauty guesses it must be at least five thousand square meters. Her mind is dumbfounded at the size and apparent cost of such a room.
From her view on the landing, Beauty can see what looks almost like a jungle with a stream running through it. On the side she is on is the savanna and on the far side, the grassland gives way to a jungle. To the far left, a waterfall feeds the stream and to the far right, the stream heads into a cavern. The sighs and sounds before her calm and call to something deep inside Beauty. She starts down a wide spiral staircase to look closer. Again, any thoughts of escape flying from her mind. Only the feeling of peace and the need to explore this wonderful Eden remains.
Reaching the base of the stairs Beauty sees figures semi hidden in the tall grasses and movement in the shadowy trees beyond. She looks closer and can see what looks like a cheetah its spotted colors' hiding it in the tan grasses. She looks closer preparing to run in case it charges her when her mind makes the connection with what her eyes are really showing her. A woman... not a great cat is stalking something through the grasses.
The woman's skin made up to look like a cheetah crawling nude through the grasses. "Oh how beautiful" Beauty breaths softly watching the way the woman moves with the fluid grace that till now she thought only cats could achieve. Beauty looks towards the direction the woman is stalking to see if she can spy the prey. However, try as she might Beauty is only able to make out that there is something or someone she thinks ruefully in that direction. She decides to go part up the stairs to see if a higher vantage point would help her see better. Turning around Beauty lets out a squeal of surprise seeing her Goddess standing there behind her. So lost was she in the sights and sounds she had failed to hear the sound of the woman's approach.
The woman dressed this time in a white silk blouse, tan pants, and low heels smiles at the shocked Beauty. She points to the ground before her and nods as Beauty's programming prompts her to drop to her knees and kiss the woman's foot. Looking down at Beauty she says, "Good pet" The woman pauses, "But I did not give you permission to leave your room... Bad pet!"
Beauty her face pressed against the woman's shoe feels a flash of pleasure flow through her and as quickly be blown away by the winds of change and be replaces with the crushing feelings of failure and being unloved. "Please, Please forgive me Goddess," she says through tear-choked voice. Beauty feels her world crushing down around her. Her mind screams, "I failed my Goddess, I am worthless, not worthy to be in her presence," as her body shudders with tears and abject sorrow.
The woman watches as the change sweeps though Beauty. The programming is taking better then she expected. She crouches down and raises Beauty's tear streaked face. "You wish forgiveness?" she asks a hand brushing Beauty's tears away. "Then show me your devotion. Cum my pet."
Beauty looks up into the eyes of her Goddess expecting to be sent to eternal damnation when she hears the command. Like a light turning on Beauty's body shudders as the bliss of pleasure and the need to cum rocks her very soul. Hands move to pull and pinch her nipple and dive into her cunt pumping in and out with frantic need. Her eyes roll back showing only the whites as the need to cum fills her mind. A mew of pleasure grows to moans and finally to a yell as Beauty feels the world explode into golden light as she cums. "I'm a good pet," her mind sings with joy "I have pleased my Goddess." Beauty's eyes roll back down and meet her Goddess's eyes for a moment in silent thanks before dropping to the floor.
The woman smiles at Beauty and standing, goes over to a pegboard hanging on the wall by the staircase. Looking at it a moment she pulls a silver tag on a chain from it with the number forty-seven on the tag. Going back to Beauty she commands, "Stand pet." When Beauty stands up, she takes the chain and places it around Beauty's neck saying, "When you find the matching number you will serve the holder to the best of your ability and then ask to be returned to your room pet."
Beauty looks at the tag and then at her Goddess, "As you will it shall it be done." The woman nods and turns to go leaving Beauty standing there. Beauty turns back to the atrium and starts to walk through the grasses. As she walks, she sees that the cheetah has found its prey. A pair of women, their bodies painted like zebras making love to the cheetah woman, all three bodies moving together in total abandon of lust. Beauty watches and looking to see if these will be her partner and thinking how fun it would be to be there making mad, passionate, love with them. However, she sees after watching a while they do not have tags on. Beauty turns to explore further one hand stroking her golden flower as she walks.
As Beauty walks, she finds she needs to keep the weight on her toes to keep the five-inch heels from sinking too deep into the ground. She notices a path to one side and makes her way over to it before continuing. Beauty walks till she reaches the stream running through the room. Looking to her left, she sees that the water enters a cave, the path following along the side. To the right, Beauty sees that there is a series of stones leading across it to the other side and further up a waterfall cascading down feeding the water.
Beauty hands caress her golden flower lightly as she gets lost in the beauty of the atrium, hearing the sounds of the waterfall, the singing of the birds and the soft tinkle of the brook. She hears some laughter coming from the cave. Beauty brings her fingers from her flower to caress the tag and thinks to herself that the other person must be in the cave.
Walking she finds herself thinking that this is not a large room but instead she is really outside walking along beside a beautiful babbling brook towards the cavern. As Beauty enters the cave, the sounds of laughter become louder and the light fades. The air takes on a musty damp smell and there is a greenish glow that seems to come from everywhere and nowhere. She goes in deeper and sees the laughing forms are several people who are wallowing and playing in a side pool their bodies covered in something dark. She moves forward the slick floor causes her to slip and slide almost falling over.
The floor being so slick Beauty walks as if on ice. She moves to the pool, her arms outstretched to keep her balance, but it is to no avail. With a little squeal Beauty slips and falls over landing in a shallow pool of. "Mud?" Beauty thinks to her self. She notices that the laughing people have all stopped and turn their attention on her. "Are you all right?" A male voice calls out. "Oh look she has a tag," a female voice says from the mud pool. The laughter starts up again. Beauty feels tears of frustration at being laughed at because she fell and possesses a tag. One of the figures comes out of the pool towards her. As the figure gets closer, Beauty sees it is the man who spoke to her, he offers his hand to her and helps her to her feet.
"No tags here girl. You will have to look elsewhere for your playmate," he says kindly as he turns her around and helps her walk back out of the cave.
"Thank you" Beauty says turning to look at him and has to smile a little seeing blue eyes look back from mud-covered body. Her mind flashes back to a cartoon she saw once as a child, "Mudman" she says to him. The man smiles and raises his arms and makes an arrgghh sound, laughs with her and turns to head back to the cave.
Beauty turns and heads towards the stepping-stones, forgetting about the mud party inside the cave. Her mind focuses on finding the numbered tag and the person it belongs to. As she steps out onto them, she sees someone swimming under water. In a look of confusion Beauty says, "A tail?" as a woman surfaces next to the stones and looks up at her.
Beauty's first glances told her it was a fish but as soon as the figure comes up for air, Beauty sees a pale blue woman. Her hair is reddish in color and her skin has painted scales in bluish green or gray about her body. The woman's nails look like unsharpened claws and her hands have the illusion of being webbed. As beauty stares at her she sees dull blue or icy eyes staring back at her.
"A beauty who is not a beauty" the mermaid says in welcome.
Beauty wonders how the woman's long red hair managed to stay dry only half caught the merwoman's words. "Excuse me?" she says.
The woman smiles and says pointing to Beauty's muddy body. "A beauty who is not a beauty" and giggles. She dives down and then comes up again, her hair shedding water as if it were made from nylon. She swims away from the rocks and holds her arms out to Beauty. "Come to me, I will help you wash off."
Beauty thinks for a moment wanting to find the person with the matching tag but then looks at herself. Her beautiful body covered in mud. No longer is she beauty alive but something nasty. She shudders with the thought and jumps into the water to clean off. Once in the water, Beauty sees the rest of the mermaid and how she is painted to have a tail and her feet are bound to form the fin. She holds on with one hand to a stepping-stone and the other tries to wipe the mud off under water.
The mermaid swims up and as she swims in place slides her hands over Beauty to help clean her. Her hands caress Beauty's body exciting it and seemingly keep moving to her flower though she did not get that dirty. After a few minuets, the mermaid goes under and cleans the last of the mud from Beauty's body. She lands a kiss against Beauty's golden flower nibbling and sucking on it underwater. Coming up, she smiles and kisses Beauty, "Live to love."
Beauty feels the pleasure of the woman's touch and more so from her lips but inside there is a voice commanding her to find the matching tag. This lovely vision that helped clean her did not have the same number. Beauty kisses her back and says, "Love to please." in return. She feels the mermaid's hand caressing her flower once more and then watches as she turns and swims away.
Beauty gets out of the water at the far side wondering where that came from. When she catches sight of the tag and the quest her goddess sent her on, the verbal exchange with the mermaid falls away from her mind. She stands and inspects herself making sure she is clean, once more she is beauty. Smiling Beauty heads down the path into the thickening woods looking for the matching tag and feeling a warm glow of pleasure and need flow through her veins.
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