The ten women in my company were only slightly nervous
when we entered the Dungeon Tunnel at the bottom of Tower Three. By the time
we'd reached the lower tunnels and were nearing what was normally considered to
be the end of Tunnel Three West, I'd have to say they were in quite a sweat.
Not that I can say I was cool as a cucumber or anything like that, but the five
women we'd just gathered as passengers on our own version of the underground
railroad, were nervous.
The five women, of my own harem, were only slightly less
nervous, than the new arrivals, the difference being, that my harem had an idea
where they were going. That was more than I had, but it was really a small
consolation if we were to be caught, but I could see no point in thinking
negatively. Not now. Not after having left the City of Towers once, and then
come back; and especially not after having found at least two allies on the
outside.
One of the end cells had a false wall in the back of it;
the questions were, which one, and how does the wall open. Having the answer to
just one of those questions would have been pretty handy right now, but what's
life without some mystery, risk, intrigue, puzzles; not to mention outright
fear. The way I saw it, we were all at risk at the moment because of our
involvement in this intrigue. The mystery was if we could figure out the puzzle
before us, while our brains were paralyzed with fear.
Was it a lot to ask? Yes! Could we deliver? We didn't
know. Were we willing to try? Willing or not, we were trying. Were we in a
tight spot? No, not at all, my skirt left it all hang free.
"Just what we need!" I thought, "About to
come to the end of our rope, and I'm cracking jokes! Shit, here I am standing
in a dungeon and I'm running puns about cracking jokes while I'm trying to
escape this place with ten cracks!" I let my mind drift in the cramped
space of the dungeon. "If I'd have known I was going caving, I'd have
brought my caving gear. On the other hand if I'd have known I was going rock
climbing, I d have brought my climbing gear." I still hadn't thought of
anything helpful to our present crisis.
"Now what?" one of the women asked when we'd
arrived at the end of tunnel Three West. The rest had echoed the question in
their eyes.
"For now relax, and post a watch." I'd said.
The door to the inter-tower tunnel network was here. The
book I'd started to read on the building of the towers said it was. Unless it
had been sealed since then, "Don't think like that," I said to
myself.
Just then the look-out padded up and signed for quiet. A
guard was coming, so we all stepped into a cell, and were quiet. "Why send
a guard all the way down to the end of an unused wing." It didn't make
sense at all, but I could hear the footfalls of whoever was coming.
"Shit, now that was stupid." Who ever was out
there had a companion, or, they were talking to themselves. "Now I have to
go all the way back to get my lunch. Oh well, I guess I need the exercise or I
wouldn't have forgotten."
As I heard the footsteps retreat up the passage, I leaned
out the door and watched a medium height woman swaying up the slight grade and
disappear around the first corner. None of my girls moved until the footsteps
had faded into the distance.
After a while, the heads of several women came out of
their cells. I was standing, looking at the floor, where I thought the guard
had turned around at, then suddenly asked for silence. I got it.
Tamm was in my cell, so I motioned her to come with me
and had her stand on the spot I thought the guard had stopped.
"Now. One at a time, starting at the head of the
corridor, will each of you go stand on the spot you think the guard stopped.
"Hmmm. We all got about the same impression, the
guard was almost to go in that cell." I indicated the second from the end,
on the right side, if you were facing towards the end of the corridor.
I entered the cell, and stood in the center. Nothing. I
could see nothing. While the women watched, I moved to the cell on the north
side of the corridor. It felt and looked the same. I moved to yet another cell
and stood in it for a while.
I thought about my old cell, comparing it to these cells.
"It's just the same as the one I'd been in for so long, three walls of
huge bricks, and the fourth was... That's it!"
I moved back to the cell the guard seemed to have been
approaching. "Yes, that's it." It was so obvious, but so hard to see.
The back wall of all the cells was made of mother rock. The back wall of this
cell was made of the same huge bricks.
I quickly told the women of my discovery. "Now, go
look at the cell you're in and see if one of the walls isn't solid stone, and
if it isn't, move to another cell before the guard comes back."
Just then the look-out signaled the return of the guard,
and we all faded into our cells, but this time I took the one across from the
one the guard should enter.
The guard again stopped at the same point, but this time
there were no words. Instead she seemed to be making sure she was alone in the
corridor, then dove into the cell across from me. I glanced immediately and saw
which two rings she was twisting at. I withdrew my head as the stone slid
inward, and looked again to see the rings turn two turns in opposite
directions.
I went to the stone and inspected the crack around it,
"Nice fit." I muttered to myself, then turned the rings. The huge
brick slid inward easily. I motioned for Tamm to come and slip through the
opening. No sooner had she disappeared, than she signaled that all was clear,
and the women slipped into the open hole, one by one.
I counted ten women, and then slipped into the hole. The
small stone door was at the end of a cramped passage, so I turned and closed
it. As I felt for the handles of the locking rods, I found the reason the stone
moved so easily. It was supported on a huge, articulated hinge affair, that
bore the weight of the rock. I finally found the handles, and secured the door.
"That's nice," said a voice. "Now how do
we see?"
I squeezed by the women, on my way to the front of the
line, with Tamm. In the cramped quarters it was impossible to pass without
pressing close together, so by the time I'd made it past nine women, they had
all been well groped, and so had I.
Tamm was standing at the intersection of the small access
hall, and what seemed to be a rather large chamber, I guessed it to be just
past the end of the corridor of cells.
From somewhere behind me I heard Tina ask, "Are we
having trouble doing it in the dark?" There was a general snicker from the
group.
"Which way?" asked Tamm.
Cindy spoke up this time, "Geof likes to use the
back door, honey, so don't let him get to close behind you if you don't like it
that way."
Another general snicker.
I pressed my cock against Tamm's ass and said,
"Either present it, or move it!" Tamm started to move, "To the
left, I hope." then over my shoulder, "She's moving it."
Debbie had to have her say also, "Is that circular,
or reciprocal movement?"
I spoke over my shoulder, as I held Tamm's ass in my
hands, "Neither, it's sort of a bump and shuffle."
Another snicker.
I continued, "I suggest we hang onto each other down
here in the dark, so we don't get separated."
One of the new women said, "Boy, he sure is
insecure, having to hang on all the time."
Tina finished the exchange with, "I think he was
serious, if we get separated, we'll never find each other in the dark!"
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