Bria frowned. Green might be safe but she would have to land on potentially dangerous tiles too. She could make a jump to green every other tile while the other jump would just bring her closer to one. So she observed the tiles again paying attention to the orange and red ones to see if she could get across in fewer moves using one of them. If green was unsafe the last tile might be tapped instead.

No matter how it was done it was clear that you had to trip at least one of the trapped tiles. If it were less likely to make it across using either of those colors she stuck to her initial choice going with green.

Only while leaping did she note the change in her hair color out of the corner of her eyes as her hair swung back and forth from that motion. Only after the effects if any of that next color (either green or as close as she could get and still land on orange or red knowing the others were certainly trapped).

She would take a look then when it was safe to do so. Baffled by the change and when it had occurred. Had anything else changed?

Choices like this was hard, not knowing what the unknown tiles might do to her.. given what they had already done to her already.. not that giggling or being felt up for a moment were all that bad considering some of the more evil lust filled monsters that hunted on the island. Though if she continued to loose clothing, walking around naked might be a come hither to any monster that might see her in this place. Who knew what still lurked within these tunnels given this was only the first room.

Even as she finally made her choice and deciding to test out a green tile.. she would move forward bringing her weight down on the tile, though no sooner then she did.. the world seemed to shift around her.. as she almost stumbled but she now found herself on a green tile.. but she was now in the middle of the hall, but against one of the walls on a different green tile. She had jumped down the length of the hall avoiding several of the tiles get this far.

Even trying to puzzle this out and looking around.. she would be within range of another green tile, but she first had to jump to any of the other colored tiles, they all seemed to be within range of a green tile. She would just have to decide what was worth risking knowing what she did.. so far about what the colors did.

Even as she stood there she had finally noticed her hair, it was totally bleach blond at this point.. She supposed on some sick level that kind of made since she had started giggling and felt her mind draining from that pink tile. Though even as she checked herself out, there didn't seem to be any other changes.. as of yet anyway... she still had to decide what she was going to do.

“Whoa!” For a moment things spun around. At first she thought one of her narcoleptic attacks was coming on which would have sucked. Not only would she waste time she would have triggered multiple tiles from slumping onto them.

The feeling passed soon enough and she chalked up the experience to vertigo. It would be bad if that grew worse but what other choice was there? “Hm.”

She looked over her choices. Last time she hit a pink tile she hit a yellow one by accident so she limited her choices to a blue one or yellow one.

Ultimately she decided on a blue one. Not that a creature couldn't get her out of her clothes. So far it was warm enough while she didn't look forward to walking around in her undergarments the blue tile was the only one so far with consistent results. One article of clothing. If the yellow one got worse she might loss her footing like she had with the pink one and be driven on another one which she sought to avoid.

So blue was the next followed by that green one. From there she would determine her next move.

Of course considering her choices. the choice of the unknown colored tiles.. or the ones she knew to move forward.. Blue was most by far the safest of choices as long as you didn't mind losing your clothing.

Even as she moved forward she would make her way to go onto the blue tile, as much as she had expected.. her shorts disappeared with a puff of air coming from below her.. leaving her now in her under clothing.

The other tiles might get worse, but the blue tiles getting worse at least just meant she lost more of her clothing instead of loosing a bunch of it at once.. or worse?

She was able to move forward onto the green tile now.. and even as she did the world spun again as she stumbled.. foot coming a bare half inch from a red tile.. before she would be able to catch herself. She had gotten herself even further down the hall now.. she was easily within one or 2 more green tile moves before she would reach the door, as long as nothing changed.

That is of course when she looked for her next green tile.. just out of reach again... but unlike this time... there was no blue tile close.. she would have to step onto a yellow, red or orange to make her way to the next green one.

Her head rushed once again. Though safe for now Bria realized he couldn't take much more of that. Nearly stepping on a red tile.

She pulled herself together and looked over the tiles once more. She felt that he was missing something. There had to be a safer choice if this was some sort of test. She looked around each green tile taking stalk of how many of the untried colors were in easy reach but not close enough to a green tile to stumble upon.

Her reasoning being that safe tiles wouldn't be adjacent to one that was going to trip her up sooner or later. She thought over her options thus far. Even the bad choices seemed to be tolerable once or twice.

But now she didn't wish to loose any more clothing. It was bad enough being in her undergarments. About the only thing that made it tolerable was that there was no audience, at least she was unaware of one.

After studying those tiles if nothing else occurred to her she would chose to keep what was left of her clothes and select another yellow one then green. Once she had a clear head she'd seek a pink one then back to green if she could arrange it.

She froze and glanced back the way she came after getting a bad feeling. No she hadn't seen anything amiss back there. There was no key in sight unless it was taped to the underside of the table. That would be pretty fucked up if after all this way the door was locked but there was nothing she could do about it now save for press forward and hope that wasn't the case.

It would give her an idea of the being running this. If that door was locked she could reason it was a sadist uninterested in the challenges. If it were unlocked she could expect some sort of fair play. One of the untried tiles could be safe. Even if it were she'd be subjected to a few wrong choices unless she had misjudged the placement of some of those tiles. She hadn't thoroughly worked out all the patterns.

Even scanning around, if she was missing something she didn't see it. But then of course this could be in the mind of some sick twisted person.. and having a key left taped to the underside of the table would indeed truly be evil. "If" that was the case, anything could be on the underside of that table, maybe even a map on the safest way to get threw this room.

Finally deciding on her fate she would let it rest with choosing a yellow tile to be able to get to the green tile. As she moved forward she would start across the yellow tile, and like before there was a soft "Ohhhh yeaaaa" herd from somewhere.. before she felt a pair of hands suddenly appear against her flesh of her bottom.. fingers course as they massaged her flesh thoroughly. Fingers almost seeming to slide down around her ass cheeks and flick across the curve of her cheeks meeting the smooth of her legs.

Of course what she wasn't expecting.. was a second pair of hands suddenly being felt covering her breasts as seeming the same textured hands would circle and cup her orbs as they started to steadly massage into her flesh. Much like before when she looked down.. she didn't see any hands.. but her breasts and behind contorted like someone was actually moving her flesh. The hands around her breasts doing a complete job as they stopped every once and a while to rub there finger tips hard over her nipples before grasping them and giving them a tug before going back to massageing her. If she tryed to stop any of the motions she would quickly find she would be gripping herself and couldnt feel or interact with the hands with hers at all.

This was getting to be a distraction as they didn't fade after the first 20 seconds as those hands continued to feel her up.. In her shifting from the groping the side of her foot would make contact with one of the red tiles without meaning to.. Even as she did a long hiss was suddenly herd right before she would feel something snug up around her throat, skin tight but not cutting off her air at all.

I skin tight form fitting collar would appear around her throat, seeming to be made of red latex with a metal strip threw the middle of it, not that she could see what it looked like around her throat.. but she felt it. There was a little seamless ring hanging from the front of the collar, almost like it was meant to be bound to something.

The groping hands continued there assusslt upon her breasts and ass for some time, if she had to guess easily 15 minutes.. she would be forced to stand there to wait for them to leave as they continued to feel her up. Right before they faded she might almost think they hadn't been going to disappear this time.. but they finally did.. what would happen if she got on other tile.. how worse could it get. and how long would they stay on her?

After muddling threw whatever she decided to do about her new collar, she would finally move as her plan ment for her to do and took a step onto the next green tile, even as the world wavered around her again she would find herself further down the hall. If this same progress was kept she would find herself within reaching distance of the door with one more green tile jump.. But even as she looked for the closest green tile she realized she had a small bit of a problem, Now she could only choose a blue, yellow or another red tile to get to another green tile before her... which one would be safe enough?

Another leap brought her to that yellow tile. Smooth words came from somewhere again but she was unable to determine where. If they were speakers or from an invisible force was unclear. The touching soon began. Bria thought that she was prepared for it. Hands fondled her ass kneading the flesh there as if she was naked. It felt as if flesh on flesh contact was being made.

Were these tiles meant to slow her down? What she imagined would end in a few minutes or less went on so long that she thought it would never end. “Ohhh!!! Ahhh!!!” She squirmed trying to get away from that touch only to find a second pair of invisible hands target her breasts.

Alternating between rubbing, massaging and pulling Bria had to bite down on the inside of her cheek to muffle the worse of it. She attempted to shove off or push away those hands only to discover they were intangible. It was as if it was all within her head.

“No! Not there!” The hands roaming across her ass. Moving beneath the cheeks as they grew closer to her anus. Trying to squirm away from them caused her to inadvertently step on a red tile. A hiss followed and she felt the collar make an appearance against her throat. It was snug but did not impede her in any way.

“Mnmph ...” Bria struggled against these sensations. Her nipples growing stiff at the unwanted attention. She did her best to remain as still as possible so as not to trip another tile. By the end of it she was breathing heavily.

Collecting herself she found despite herself she was a bit damp down there. The hands had not penetrated her but that had to be the next step. That or delaying her even longer. She had to have cut quite the sight with those damp panties and hard nipples poking up beneath her bra.

Bria felt the shame in it. Heat rushing to her face. She was glad no one was around though her undergarments would hardly serve her now. Still she would like to keep what little clothing she had.

After things settled down she felt the collar noting the material. Discovering the metal ring she determined it was a leash of sorts. She could only imagine what further red tiles would mean. Bondage or some sort? A quick look around again as fruitless as that was she had not seen anything to secure the collar to so she concluded she wasn't going to be restrained here. Then again there was much that didn't make sense here so something could materialize.

Having wasted too much tile already she pressed on to the next green tile. Feeling that head rush she managed to keep it together better this time. Examining her choices once her head cleared she had a minor dilemma. Wanting to keep her clothes the blue was out. And the last time yellow was too intense. No pink tiles would get her closer to that last green one so she considered that red one.

Maybe she could get clothing from it. Not that bondage clothing suited her interests but it was better than losing clothes and far more attractive than those hands. Next time they may not cease any time soon. Coming dangerously close to penetrating her. As far as she knew they wouldn't do that but would prime her up for whatever was in the next room. There were too many unknowns.

Taking a deep breath she jumped towards red having made her choice.

Nothing really seemed safe with anything down in this place.. who could tell what any of the worsening tiles might do to her, she indeed could find herself violated by those untouchable hands worse then they had already. It was clear at least to her.. the safest path forward, which she hoped would lead her to that last green tile.

Even as her foot came down on that red tile, that loud hiss was herd again, longer and unseen like before.. a moment later she would feel similar bands appear around her wrists and her ankles all at once. It didn't stop there this time, as a form fitting belt slipped around her middle pressing against her. Though like the one around her neck none of them seemed to impede her at all and they were mostly comfortable, despite given they were seamless they didn't appear to be coming off any time soon.

There was 4 rings on each of the bands around her wrists and ankles.. and several going around the belt at her waist.. one could only guess what they could bind her to if she allowed anyone that close of course.

Not really needing to take much time after the belts appeared she was able to move forward onto the green tile, the world twisting around her again, she might have half expected to find herself forced to make another choice to continue, but maybe to her surprised she was recovering on the tile right before the door she had been trying to get to all this time. There was a red tile to the left, a blue tile to the right and orange tile behind her, the one color she hadn't been on yet. Not that she had to worry since she was at the door of course?

Looking at the door.. that's when she would notice that the door opened toward her.. which might cause a little problem if she wasn't careful because she might be forced to step onto one of the tiles to the side to open the door, the way it opened she could be forced to step on that red tile.. or forced back onto the orange for the door to open all the way, But if she was careful.... very careful she wouldn't need to do either and she could slide around the side of the door as she slowly opened it, if she choose to do that.

Everything seemed about making choices in this stupid place it seemed.

More bands appeared around her ankles, wrist and wait. There placement allowed her a look at the comfortable bands which she assumed matched the one around her neck save for the fact that they had more rings. Bria tried finding the one on her wrist impossible to remove. She was missing something but didn't stay on the task for long.

She could only imagine what they were meant to bind her to. But she might not have to worry about it. For the moment she placed it out of her mind, leaping to the last green square. Vertigo slammed into her once again but somehow she remained firmly on the title. It wasn't until her head stopped spinning that she saw that she had a firm grip on the doorknob to keep herself from a misstep.

She smiled. Finally. But she tried not to get to hopeful in case the door was locked. Looking she saw that the door opened into the hall. One last challenge. She noted the colored tiles then muttered to herself.

“Bet the orange ones were the safe ones.” Now she had a decision to make. She had stepped on blue tiles twice and the same went for the red. She was weary about stepping on either a third time if she could help it.

But rather than rush seeing that she spent so long here already she examined the door. It looked that it opened towards her but what if that was just a deception. What if the door actually rolled up or slide aside. She tried that first pushing up against the door then to either side just in case.

While she didn't want to risk the unknown orange tile the other options weren't pleasant either. At least it wasn't a yellow tile. She let out a breath blowing blond bangs upward then tried the doorknob to see if it were unlocked. Then she would use as much care as she could to open the door and scoot around it to get in the room beyond assuming it opened. She attempted to avoid all the tiles but if she had to touch one blue would be her choice. That all depended how the door opened. In one direction it made it more likely to touch red, the other blue and either way there was still the risk of hitting orange while trying to scoot around the door.

Aroused, in attire meant to restrain her all Bria had were the garments and her flashlight that she wasn't getting much use out of given the strange light. There were no light bulbs that she could see, not that that wasn't the weirdest thing about this place.

Try as she might have hoped, the door didn't open to the sides or anyway but towards her.

Even as she considered her choices.. the best of course would be not to have to touch any more of the tiles, who knows what else they could do to her and the last thing she might need is for more effects to happen to her before she even got threw the first room. Who knew how many rooms she would have to pass threw before she would finally get out.

So having decided to go ahead and be careful as she went to open the door, was about the only thing that saved her, when she went to open the door, turning the knob the door suddenly sprung open like it was on a spring, if she hadn't been ready in careful might have been knocked back.. most likely falling from the force of the door and sending her sprawling over several of the tiles.

But seeing how she was trying to be careful she grasped and hung onto the edge of the door as it sprung open, barely.. but she was able to make her way into the next room. Even as she worked herself around that door so she could step in just inside the new room, She would find herself standing on a 10 by 10 patch of black stone floor, but the rest of the room was huge, and much like the other room.. no apparently light source as everything kind of had a purple hued light.. giving it all a spookie feel. Everything beyond the stone floor seem a latex flooring threw out a long easily 80 feet long room. Looking side to side it was equally just as wide. This was a pretty big place considering. The walls and ceiling seemed to be made of the same latex type of stuff.

Even as she stood there.. there was a slam and hiss as the door shut behind her just as fast as it sprung open.. but much like the first room, the door seemed to have faded into the wall hiding it.. leaving her to only be able to move forward.

Given how far away it was.. she could barely make out that there seemed to be a door, of course on the opposite side of this seeming empty room. Even as she stood there.. at least there wasn't colored tiles or anything now.

“AIIEEE!!!” The spring on the door was a final trick. Knocked back she would have fallen on her ass an onto a tile had she not a strong hold on the door knob. Her ass hovering mere inches above the floor. Her other hand reached up to grasp the door knob as she pulled herself upright. Then carefully she moved past the door way into that room beyond.

Her heart hadn't slowed down from the last bout of excitement. Had she not used some care there and had a degree of luck that could have ended differently. She didn't even want to consider being subjected to multiple tiles at the same time.

The room she found herself in was bath in a purple light. She could barely make out a door at the far end of the enormous room. The door suddenly closing behind her cast her gaze in that direction. The door was already gone. There was no going back not that she would have been enthused about traveling back down that hall.

“Alright. What do we have here?” She would have used her flashlight to try to get a better look but realized it was gone. Dropped in the hall as she fumbled with the door to prevent her fall. So as best as she could she looked around her for clues. Then up at the ceiling and even the wall behind her.

Certainly it wouldn't be as easy as just walking across the room. After taking in what she could if nothing presented itself to her she proceeded ahead slowly stopping after a short distance to have another thorough look and repeating much the same until something grabbed her attention, happened or she made it to the end of the room.

Realizing the fate she had nearly escaped from the last room.. this room seemed.. tame? Too tame. Even as she stood there she would look around trying to pick out closer features that maybe might help her. Beside the first black stone floor, the rest of the room in every direction seemed to be made of a latex type of material.

Even as she would take her first step onto that section of the floor when she finally had decided to move forward, she found that latex floor solid, but it did have a slight give to it. Though whatever she might have expected to happen.. didn't as slowly started her way across the room.

As she neared the middle of the room, the ground would ripple before her, a good 10 feet away from her, and each other.. to the front left, a latex "spanking" bench would raise out of the latex, dripping as like it was coming out of a pool of latex.. before it would thicken and seem to become solid.

In the middle and directly in front of her, a pair of latex pillars would rise out of the latex and extend right to the ceiling but stop there. Even as the latex became solid there, it was easy enough to see they poles were far enough apart she could still easily pass between them without even touching them.

The patch of latex to the front and right of her would just start to ripple.. as if something was making its surface ripple, but other then that nothing seemed to happen.

Now she had a choice to make to continue forward, given each of these things were within a 10 by 10 area of there own.. so they did take up a large area in front of her.. but she had to decide which "area" she would have to pass into to get past these areas to contune.

As she made her way along she used a degree of caution. Nothing jumped out at her save for the latex like material and that the floor had some give to it. Bria thought of those safety foam mats in toddlers rooms to cushion falls. Nothing else caught her attention leading her to believe that the door was the challenge. But why the need for such a large room?

She pondered that as she went along. Even with her caution she was startled when witnessing the rippling. Fear slammed into her as she thought that some monstrosity was tunneling beneath her feet. The room may have been so large so that she had to race to the door from this thing triggering all sorts of traps along the way.

Then reason kicked in. The ripples were in front of her and not behind so she'd be chased back. That and shapes pushed up through the floor. A bench to her left, pillars in front and nothing to her right save for the floor rippling there.

As she calmed down a bit she analyzed each. Attempting to work out the function. A spanking bench? She had seen them once or twice when browsing certain sights on the web. She never clicked on those vids herself. The unknown ripple caused her to be cautious. The pillars? She glanced at them closely. Making note of her new collar and the other accessories adorning her wrists, ankles and waist. Could she be restrained there?

The bench too. With a quick gaze down to her wrist she examined the band there then sighed. Each of those choices might restrain her and delay her. And while she dreaded the unknown that was her choice. In her mind the more bondage attire she picked up in the hall equated to be delayed here longer if she selected those options and had been right. Of course there was no proof she had to go by and was going by her gut feeling here. So she headed to the unknown hoping it was the correct choice if there even was one.

Even as she stood there she would look over the bench and the pillars in turn.. But looking closely at each of them.. she actually didn't see any rings or anything on either one of them. So if binding to them was something, there must be another means by which it intended to do so.

So that kind of left her with the unknown.. the floor that seemed to be rippling. Even as she carefully went in that direction.. she would slowly place her foot onto that floor, and oddly she didn't sink into it or anything.. as she made her way a couple of steps out slowly onto it, it felt like walking on a waterbed.. a latex surface with water underneath really.

it would take her a moment to get her baring to be able to continue across this moving floor.

Though of course when she reach about the half way point of going threw, all around her springing out of the floor, seeming wetly and dripping with latex, tendrils sprung into the air, taller then she was on all sides. They reached up toward the ceiling wavering and seeming to flow from liquid latex as they had her entrapped within a dripping wavy cage as she stood in the middle of them.

She might have half expected them to suddenly converge on her now that they had her trapped but for the moment.. they continued just swaying there, about a inch or 2 between them as they lined all around her. The floor under her was still swaying .. it might be a little like a motion filled boat considering the movements. Now what was she to do?

The ground was uneven. In continual motion it was hard to keep her footing. Oddly she was able to make good progress despite this. With invisible forces and strange effects Bria was paranoid about the other options, that something would suddenly materialize. Just like this section of floor exploding causing her to jump in alarm.

The dripping tentacles secured her in on all sides though this cage lacked a roof. Could she use them to climb up and out of this cage? They were dripping that latex substance and she concluded that she would have more success scaling a greased up pool. And of course there was the stuff itself. No telling what it would do.

The thought that there was something beneath her alarmed her. Something that was blind and used the vibrations of her movement to capture her. If only she still had the flashlight she could have thrown it up and cover the “cage” and away from her in hopes that it determined it mistook where she was. Then she would have to bolt if the tentacles receded or moved. The ground not being solid would impede her.

Bria waited. Maybe the tentacles would reset after a time. She would remain as still as possible. If after two minutes or so nothing happened she would gingerly touch a tentacle with her index finger. Determining how hard or soft it was and how wet the latex was. Hopefully there would be no reaction. If so she would try to scale it. She didn't have much space to work with but if these rooms were timed then she couldn't afford to waist much time waiting for the tentacles to reset, if they did so at all.

Then again her punishment could be coming from the last room. She wasn't certain how things worked out and the know blond student had no one to ask or question.