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 Being in the caves, Serena had no idea of day or night.  She ate when she
was hungry, drank when she was thirsty, and slept when she was fatigued. 
However, the Techs gave her very little rest.

   For the next four days, the Techs would tease the girl mercilessly. 
They used a variety of toys, probes, beads, eggs, and vibrators on her, all
designed to keep Serena in a constant state of arousal.  Most of them did
that and more.  They would tease Serena until her entire body was a raw
nerve and she had almost no self-control, before allowing her to climax. 
When she climaxed, she would go limp.  But she never fainted.  It was the
goal of the Techs to make a girl pass out.  With Serena, they could not
achieve their goal.

   Finally, near the end of the fourth day, the Techs relaxed their
torture. Serena had recovered from a session, and was munching on some
fruit near the stream.  She looked at the six ugly and small men and
smiled.

   "Well," she said, "what's next?"

   "You have experienced the monster in the lagoon.  Is this correct?"
asked two of the Techs, in perfect unison.  "And of course, you have
allowed Max and Jax to have their way with you.  And finally, you have
taken everything we could give you.  There is nothing next.  However, we
would like to give you a gift."

   Serena smiled and followed the Techs into the hut where the games had
started.  The Techs showed her the bowl with the brain, and explained how
the brain, which was their brain, experienced sexual pleasure
telepathically.  They then had her lie on the table and gave her their
gift.

   Serena had her hood pierced by the Techs.  They gave her three piercings
that she could insert at her pleasure.  One was a heart-shaped ruby, very
tiny and lovely, the other a teardrop-shaped diamond, and finally a small
barbell with a diamond chip on each end.  Serena chose to wear the
heart-shaped ruby for now.

   "This jewelry," explained four of the Techs, once again, their voices in
perfect unison, "is more than just decorative.  Observe and learn."

   One of the Techs removed a small remote from his kilt.  It was roughly
the size of a pack of cigarettes.  He pushed some buttons, and Serena
squirmed.  Pleasure flowed through her body.

   "You see," two of the Techs said, "the jewelry gives pleasure.  Whenever
you need release, simply use the remote.  And we will also feel your
pleasure telepathically.  Now, tomorrow you leave and you attain your
freedom.  We will guide you out of the caverns."

   The next morning Serena was awake before the Techs.  When they had
awakened, they fed her a hearty breakfast, gave her a small case to carry
her remote and her jewelry, and filled her water sack.  They also gave her
a new set of sandals.  As the group finished their breakfast, the Techs
filled Serena in on what she had accomplished.

   "You see, Serena," said two of the Techs, their voices always in perfect
unison, "the Master created this maze to test his women.  They are always
brought in here, and given over to us, Max and Jax, or the beast.  It
depends which way they enter the cave."

   "And do all women make it through?" asked Serena.

   "No," responded three of the Techs.  "Most do not make it through the
first.  The sexual energy destroys them.  Some make it to the second.  You
are the only one who has survived all three of the trials.  You have broken
the Master's power over you.  You are now superior."

   Serena wondered at that.  The group finished their meal, and the Techs
guided Serena to a tunnel.  They led her part of the way down the tunnel
and said farewell.  They told her she could come back and visit them
anytime she wished and have all of the creatures of the cavern pleasure
her. All she had to do was hold a séance with a black candle.  Serena waved
good-bye and worked her way down the tunnel.

   After an hour's walk, Serena emerged into the clearing from the caverns.
It was the original clearing where she had entered the cave.  Sitting on
one of the altars was her Master.  He had a grim look on his face.

   "Well, Master," said a smiling Serena, "how are things?  I missed your
penis, but it appears that I have found some wonderful substitutes."

   The demon reared up, jumping off of the altar, and showing his true
form. Serena, however, was not intimidated.  The demon slowly sat down on
the grass, looked at his creation, and grinned.

   "Events have forced a change," said the demon.  "I am no longer the
Master.  You are.  Or perhaps I should say that you are the Mistress.  I
now serve you.  And I must do your bidding.  You have survived my maze, and
come out of it victorious.  Now I must pay the price."

   "And how long do you pay?" asked Serena.

   "Until you die, or tire of me, Mistress," answered the demon. 
"Whichever comes first."

   "Well, then," said Serena, "get me back to Miami, and get me my old job
back at your radio station!"

   The demon obeyed Serena's command.

   One lovely evening, about a month later, Serena was sitting in a nice
club in South Beach.  She had on a jean miniskirt, a halter-top, and
sandals.  She was wearing her diamond piercing.  She saw a lovely brunette
woman alone at the bar.  She reached into her purse, set the remote to a
very low setting, and instantly felt the tingle.  And then she approached
the woman.