by The Author
Standing alone in a directionless grassy field of gently rolling hills, I had no idea where I was. I had emerged from an isolated blue bungalow house with blueprint designs all over it. For the past couple days or so, I had been lost beneath the Brightburbs, in the Backrooms.
There was nothing immediately around, only grassy rolling hills in an endlessly sunny realm. Without any clear direction, I wandered for a while. I had my turquoise backpack on, but I was running low on supplies. I needed to replenish.
As I had hoped, I finally found an isolated 7-Eleven store atop a grassy hill. However, unlike the previous 7-Elevens I had come across, this one was different. It was much larger than the others, a beige hexagonal-shaped building. The door was around 10 feet tall, which seemed strange to me.
Browsing the aisles for food, fluids, and medical supplies, I came across an aisle that contained peculiar black and white objects. The aisle seemed to be for erotic pleasure. The shelves were stocked with various shapes of vibrators, dildos, latex thongs and other intimate apparel, and other random sex toys. For the hell of it, I grabbed a 1-liter bottle of almond water-based lube.
As expected, I didn't have to pay for anything. I found another map to add to my collection, and this map indicated that I was now in Region 14 of the Brightburbs.
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Not really caring anymore about where I was headed, I chose not to follow the map. For about a couple miles, there was nothing around. When I reached the top of a hill, I finally spotted a neighborhood a little ways off.
As I got closer, I could make out that the homes were made of giant white dominos with black dots. There were no paths to any of the homes, which were scattered at random across the hills. There were also large white dice with black dots randomly scattered. The dice were around two to three feet cubed.
The homes were larger than usual. The doors were around 10 feet tall, if there even was a door. Some of the homes lacked a door entirely, an open invitation to anyone, and others either had a door that was open or closed.
Curious, I went inside one of the homes that didn't have a door. Inside, the home was a single large room with the walls made of tiled dominos, oak timber trim, with Viking-themed trinkets and oil paintings. The furniture was mostly only oversized couches and small tables. The floor was made of grass, and there were more large dice scattered around.

As I was minding my own business, admiring an oil painting of a Viking woman, I suddenly heard a female voice shout at me from behind.
"What are you doing here!?"
My heart just about stopped, and I side-eyed the silhouette of a tall woman standing in the doorway.
"Just exploring," I mumbled in a small voice.
"Get your ass out here... NOW!" the silhouette demanded.
Like a guilty puppy with it's tail tucked between it's hind legs, I sulked as I shuffled outside.
Outside, I could see the woman more clearly. She was a beautiful brunette, perhaps in her mid- to late-twenties. She was much taller than myself, perhaps around 6 and a half feet tall. Wearing only a black latex thong, she stood barefoot in the grass.
Suddenly, she shoved me up against the house, and glared at me with a seductive intensity that I had never felt before. I found myself aroused by her assertiveness.
"I dare you to explore me!" she hissed at me.
Not sure of what to do, I stood there rigid as a board. Did she want to bang me? Being a mere five foot six, she was a full foot taller than me, towering over me with dominance. Was I supposed to be afraid... or aroused?
After an awkward moment of staring into each others' eyes with an obviously instantaneous mutual lust and desire, she eased up and let me stand freely.
"Do me, or die," she said in a firm tone.
"Huh?" I was bamboozled by this beautiful domineering dame.
"Fuck me hard right now, or roll the dice and face your consequence."
Although I was horny and wanted to fuck her, I had only just met her. I would take my chances with the die. I picked one up and threw it. It bounced and landed with five dots facing upward.
"Fivesome. You will die by fivesome!"
Wow. Not a bad way to go. Out with a gang bang, I guess!
Two more brunette women, who looked eerily similar to each other, came out from behind a neighboring domino house. They were even taller than the first, standing around seven feet tall. They also had on identical black latex thongs, and went barefoot.
Now with three brunette babes huddled around me, I felt like a grasshopper compared to them. As we stared at each other, I suddenly felt another woman come up from behind me and firmly grab my butt.
"Oh my!" I gasped.
The fourth woman came around and faced me, and she was the tallest. She stood about eight feet tall.
All four of them seemed to be in heat, horny and ready to go. They all looked very identical to each other, their mostly naked bodies exposed in the sunshine. Their skin seemed to be without blemish, fair and polished and smooth.
Not knowing what to do next, the only thing I could think of was to diffuse any tension. I pulled out my creamy camera and asked if I could take their picture. They seemed excited about it, so I snapped a few shots as they posed.

"It's been a while since we've had anyone here," said the tallest of them. "I'm Diana. This is Dora, Dara, and Dottie."
I nodded. "Who are you? What do you want?"
"Call us the Domino Dames," proudly said Diana.
"We're dominatrices," added Dora. "We want dick!"
I looked around at the domino homes. "So... you're a... domino-atrix?"
"Ha ha. Funny. We destroy trespassers," said Dara with a stern tone. I could see she was trying not to smile.
"The fivesome requires fervent fornication," said Dottie with a grin. "Can you fuck us all hard enough to make us all cum?"
"Uhh..." I was both aroused and uncertain about all this, as I could tell this was some sort of game. The Brightburbs was turning out to be quite the erotic dream come true! First Bowser's Brothel in the Mario Hills, and now this?
"If you can't make us all climax, you'll die," joked Dora as she pointed to the literal large dice scattered in the grass.
No pressure, then. Cool. Deep down, I knew it was all a game. My intuition told me that the women just wanted to get their needs met, so I went along for the ride. The naughty, deeply penetrating ride.
"Follow us," said Diana. I followed the women into a domino house that had a large pleasure room full of erotic and BDSM toys. Wide-eyed, I glanced around the room with starry-eyed surprise.
All four women huddled around me, the rosy scent of their pleasant pheromones filling my nostrils, and the warmth of their soft flesh pressing against my body.
"Fuck us. All of us. Right now," demanded Dottie in a sensual tone, as she pulled down her thong.
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Sweaty, breathing heavy, covered in warm almond water "juice" and bound naked to a round bed, I was gleaming with delight. I had survived the most intense orgy I had ever encountered thus far.
All four women were naked and cleaning themselves, almost like cats giving themselves a bath.
"Did I do good?" I asked, hoping one of them would unbind me.
"You're our little pet, now," said Dora.
"We're keeping you on a tight leash," added Dara.
Suddenly, all four women morphed and merged into one body, which was Diana, who proceeded to give me fantastic fellatio. After the happy finish, she smiled a devious smile at me. Suddenly, she vanished behind a black curtain shroud, leaving me alone, bound, naked and vulnerable.
No matter. Although my hands were tied, my feet were free. My turquoise travel backpack was within reach at the end of the bed, so I snagged it with my foot. I managed to get my switchblade out and open it with my toes. I curled up, reaching my legs back over my head, and cut the binds from my hands.
That was enough stupid games for one day. I got dressed, took a shower, and exited the domino house.
It had been a gamble, taking a chance with getting myself bound. Everyone had gotten their needs met, though, and now it was time for me to move on. I left the domino neighborhood behind, and didn't look back.