Part 2: Behind Closed Doors
"I can't sleep..." Zoe detested as she stared at her ceiling. Nothing she did could make the sad eyes of the Gardevoir leave her sight. Wither her eyes were closed or opened, wither she was dreaming or not, all she saw was that sad Gardevoir, whose eyes pierced her heart like a sword through the chest. She felt despair overtake her system as the thought of her literally buying off a Pokemon with "special qualifications" finally sat into her system. On one hand, she was going to own a Gardevoir, on the other however, she had to step place into a secret society, where anything could possibly happen. She began to picture what horrible things had been done to that Gardevoir to make her "specialty" list so long and vast. What possible things could have destroyed the poor Gardevoir? All of these thoughts continually raced through her mind until the sun finally rose to fill her room with light.
"I...have to go...don't I..?" Zoe said to herself, tossing and turning her bed to try and avoid the sun at all costs. She had a bad feeling if she didn't go. They easily did a hack job on her computer in real time, and set up a program to her communicator. With all this in mind, it was clear that they could find her home if they so desired. Finally surrendering to the sunlight, Zoe sat up and rubbed her poor sleepless eyes until they were light enough to open. Slowly, she trounced across her floor all the way to her far wall where her communicator that she threw away ended up. Slowly she strapped it around her wrist, soon checking the address and time from Velvet the night before. She grinned then shook her head, trying to cast aside all positive thoughts that she felt rise from this situation. The fact that there were feelings of joy within her over this made her very uneasy, and rather afraid to let any of them surface. Thinking about what to wear, she wanted to throw on larger clothes to sort of hid herself in plain sight, but she felt that may draw too much attention. Shifting through her pile of clean clothes that sat at the floor of her closet, she tossed all of her acceptable options behind her to sort through and choose.
"Why...do feelings of excitement keep coming to mind...? This is wrong...isn't...it?" Zoe quizzed herself as a soft smile eased its way onto her face. After equipping her long jeans, pleated skirt, t-shirt and hoodie, she was ready to take on the unknown. She figured should try to hide her appearance a bit more so she found a pair of dark glasses. They were originally used when she would go to the eye doctor and have her pupils dilated so that the sun didn't blind her. She threw the hood of her Squirtle style hoodie over her head and slipped her glasses on. She sighed heavily in remorse as she grabbed the little Tepig bank that held her life savings and emptied it all into her pockets. Fortunately it was mostly bills but a good hunk of change was mixed in as well.
"Money is money I guess..." she groaned as she left the safe confines of her room and home. Her heart, mind and soul were in a constant power struggle with every single step she took. All of her feelings of do's and don'ts, feelings of shame and excitement, and feelings up fear and joy all stirred up inside her like the weather produced from Tornadus. Looking at her communicator, she fortunately only had to make her way down the road a few miles before she'd come across the coordinates. Under the directions, she read a set of instructions on where to go, what to do, and where to do it to get in. Walking up the building in question, she wondered why she had never seen it before. It planted fairly deep within the city, with a concrete sign in the front with the name of the facility. It read "Pokemon Parental Confine" on the sign. She noticed something small in the upper right hand corner of the sign. On closer investigation, it was the exact emblem that was describe in the thread from the other night. It read PPC with a heart shaped poke ball beneath the letters.
"According to the directions, I need to go around back..." Zoe grimaced as she walked along the side of the building. The cheerful, professional appearance of the front of the building, slowly grew crude and dark the further back she went. The actual door that she was told to go to was surrounded by dark alley way connections that were cold and damp. Unnerving as it was, and hesitant as she was, she followed through with the instructions, knocking on the door in a certain manner. Sure enough a sound came from over head, where a small speaker was nearly hidden over the door.
"Hello, do you have an appointment?" the voice crackled out of the speaker. She heard random, odd music quietly playing in the backdrop as the gentleman spoke. Shrugging it off without further delay, she immediately held the button beside the door down to respond.
"Um, I'm QHEWQ 28174. I was told to come here for my auction item," her words fumbled and stumbled through her lips as she made her attempt to speak like a non-suspicious person. She cursed herself for sounding like a total creeper who was aching to get inside. Sure enough however, the same sound as the tone that started and ended the bidding from the last night chimed overhead.
"Ah, welcome QHEWQ, we've been expecting you with much excitement. Please proceed down the alley way to the left, a representative will be waiting to walk you in," With a nervous thank you, she proceeded. The alley she had to pass through was quite ominous; all of the street lamps had ceased usage and puddles of muddy water that look like they had just been stomped through by a herd of people lined the bottom. As she turned the corner to see what looked to be a Pokemon. It was floating off the ground and modelling a strange looking uniform, or rather, the uniform just looked strange on it. As she moved closer and closer it became apparent as to what it truly was. It was a Froslass; dressed in a bergandy and gold trim dress-ish uniform.
She gazed into Zoe's eyes, which caused her to blush nervously. She never expected that a Pokemon would be the one to meet her and guide her in. Froslass's gaze gave off an eerie feeling, as if she was judging who she was by staring into her soul. With a soft call of its voice, it called Zoe over to a pair of door that looked like they were made for a small vault. Waving her arms to the sides, Froslass used her ghostly abilities to open them as if they were made of paper. Through the doors, Froslass led her down a thin corridor; the walls were lined portrait after portrait of various Pokemon, every one of them with the same expression as the Gardevoir the past night. With a cold sweat caressing her body, her trembling feet made step after step as if they wanted to turn back but they were forced forward. As they reached the door, Froslass gave her a slight bow immediately vanishing into thin air.
"S-Should I r-really do this...?" Zoe desperately questioned herself, doing her damnedest to convince herself she wasn't going where she truly was. With a nervous gulp she pushed open the doors, revealing what could only be described as a dizzying display of depravity. She had to cover her mouth to hide her horrified expression as the room displayed wicked, carnal desires that would make any normal person sick to their stomach. Walking in, taking awkward little steps, the first thing that was thrust into her face was a gagged and bound Gallade. She shook and suppressed a yelp of fright as its head tilted back to look into hers. There's was nothing but lust in its eyes as he stared her down with anxious intent. Her eyes then shot behind it where there was a woman completely clad in wired leather flogging it with a punishment paddle, laughing with sadistic joy with each loud crack.
Walking around them, that's when the whole room came into view, giving her system a strong shock as she continued to keep her mouth clasped shut. They were on a stage that spanned around the majority of the room, debauchery and depravity scar'd the air with its lusty cries. Zoe began to panic as her eyes shot all over the room, her heart and body trembling and beating fiercely. It was clear to her now that she had stepped into a sexual chamber, with nothing but people and Pokemon dirty dancing with one another. The hazy atmosphere of the room made Zoe's mind grow light with the shock to her system causing her to completely lose her balance. She felt as if she were fainting as she lost her footing, falling back helplessly. Suddenly she felt her body stop in midair, now being held up by a pair of arms.
"Careful QHEWQ, the sight of this place can be a bit shocking for new members," a soft yet burly voice caught her attention. She opened up her eyes to see a young man smiling kindly at her. He was wearing a dress shirt with a tie, his pants crawled down his long legs ending in a pair of fine dress shoes. It was clear that this gentleman had just come from an office job somewhere nearby. He looked to be a bit older than herself but not old by any means. She shook her head and wobbled back onto her feet. She looked up at him to be met with a different smile that was both warming and concerning. She clenched her insides tight and did her best to pull it together so she didn't come off as completely terrified.
"It's...quite a shock to say the least. Are you Velvet?" Zoe inquired. The man let loose a small laugh then shook his head. Zoe head turned red from embarrassment as the man slowly removed the hood from her head and then reached and gripped the nose arch of her glasses, slowly sliding them from her face. She could see his fun much clearer now, showing that he was a smidgen bit older than she thought. He handed the glasses to her so that she could put them away before the young man shook his head again.
"Don't you recognize me? Its Qualter. I must say though, you look a heck of a lot younger than I remember..." he puzzled, look her over from head to toe. She spat a nervous fit of laughter as she continued regaining her composure. She found it incredibly disturbing that this young man continued to greet her with a warm open smile while people and Pokemon were making dirty noises and moving all over one another. Finally getting her focus back, she decided it was best to just keep her eyes on his.
"I get that a lot. Sorry Qualter. Is there some where else we can go less...distracting?" Zoe said, trying to steer away from the insane amounts of perversity that shot into her face. He grinned with a nod as he took her hand. The eyes of the Gallade followed her as she made her way with Qualter to a private room. As they rolled in, she noticed it was a sort of comfort room, like a room you'd see in a karaoke bar. Plopping down on the comfy leather seats, she watched as Qualter slowly closed the door. She noticed that it automatically locked behind him, making her nerves surface quite a bit. He continued to wear a smile, but now it was more a blank smile of deceit.
"Hehe...you do realize there was no girl that I met at Roxie's right?" Qualter called out with lack of surprise behind his words. Zoe couldn't put on her straight face and just looked down ashamed of herself. He leaned over the table and to her surprise a gentle press on her head followed by a firm rustling of her hair met her tense soul comfortably. She looked back at Qualter, who was smiling warmly yet with his eyes shut. She blushed lightly as he fell back into his seat. She couldn't read this guy at all. He was so menacing, especially with their surroundings but he was also quite kind and charming, which completely threw Zoe for a loop.
"Don't worry, I wouldn't have let you in the chat if I could tell that you were a threat or an idiot. But you should know that most people that have pulled the sort of thing you did tend to make friends with a hospital bed," Qualter chuckled. Zoe could only gaze in horror, his words ringing with pure true force behind them. There was no doubt in her mind that this gentleman was a completely truthful person, which in this case scared the absolute hell out of her. She gripped and pressed back into her seat, her mind flying in circles around the room as she sighed once more.
"S-Sorry...I have this thing...where I try and find hidden places or...well...learn about things that I probably shouldn't know. To be honest, I made it into that chat by accident after I face planted my keyboard. It was from exhaustion from trying to find information on all of you. From there well...curiosity and being scared shitless took over," to her surprise, Qualter was sporting an expression of fascination, as if she was something he had never seen before. She hid her face from him as he examined her like a rare specimen, only adding to her ever growing anxiety deep inside.
"So that's why your name was nonsense. How about I just call you Q, is that OK?" Zoe met these words with a hasty, energetic nod. Scared for her life knowing that her fate rested in this strangers hands kept her squirming in her seat. Her red faced continued to heat up as the gentlemen leaned in to speak to her closely.
"Alright then Q. The PPC is an orphanage for Pokemon of sorts. To the outside world, we are known as the Pokemon Parental Confine. We teach Pokemon about the outside world, how they should act around people and trainers, etc. We aren't monsters here; most of those Pokemon are either adopted by trainers or set free. However...those Pokemon that came from abused homes or have aggressive tendencies against others get dragged into this glorious world behind the name. In truth, the name means Pokephillia Club, or in short, a club for people who TRULY love Pokemon. I'm sure you know what I mean by the display you were met with at the door. I'm honestly surprised that you didn't try running back out the doors or at the very least not walk further in," Qualter said in true amazement and amusement. Zoe's nervous her hands began twisting together with one another as her eyes shifted from horror to a more comfortable status.
"Its crazy, and chaotic. In truth I'm completely petrified on the inside; I mean...this place...this is the kind of stuff you hear about from horror stories, or things you see in adult videos. I haven't seen any of course, but that's the point I'm getting at. But...for some reason...deep down inside me, it seems excitement of the unknown is what truly dragged me here..." Zoe's voice trembled, her face growing red continually from the warmth of her system becoming clear to Qualter.
"You are certainly a brave little girl. A bit stupid, but brave and fascinating. If you don't want me to tell everyone that you are a brat that snuck in to our holy sanctuary uninvited, I'll have to ask you to take this," Qualter slid his hand into his shirt pocket, removing a small little pill shape object. His grin grew wide as he placed it down in front of Zoe, keeping his eyes locked on hers carefully.
"Eat this candy. I'm sure you were taught not to take candy from strangers, but in the position your end I don't think you'll have any complaints, right?" Qualter's eyes quickly shifted from the kind warm pair that eased her to those of a twisted individual who got off on watching people's madness rise. Zoe met his sadistic eyes with a set of aggressive ones that were ready for anything. She reached down and tossed it into her mouth, quickly chewing it until she swallowed. Qualter watched in completely surprise at her very confident action.
"I probably should've mentioned it was meant to suck on, otherwise it will trigger very quickly," Qualter chuckled as Zoe stared at him. Within minutes, her body began to burn hot with exhilarating passion. Her face grew beat red, her body now sweating and trembling as she grew light headed. Her body was becoming a sweaty mess of desire. She immediately slipped her hoodie over her head, casting it aside as her breathing increased with her body temperature. Qualter snickered loudly as he watched her lustful urges rise to the surface, still gazing on in amusement. Zoe watched as he dug into hoodie pockets, searching out the money that she owed them. To his surprise, she came in with the money she had bid. Not exactly how he would have preferred to obtain it, but he wasn't one to sweat the small things.
"Haha you surprise me even further, not only did you actually have the moxie to show, you even have the money for your item. Bravo!" Qualter said in absolute amazement, slowly clapping his hands as he watched Zoe slowly shift from side to side in her seat, now shaking vigorously from want and need. He reached into his pocket and removed a strange poke ball with a heart over the latch.
"Here's your item my dear Q. I do hope you enjoy it, because you're about to get to know her very, very well," his seductive tone caused her body to shiver more, her bodies forcible urges taking over her mind. Through the process she looked like a caged animal, scared of its abusive owner; it had oozed away and was quickly replaced with the body of a horny teenager who just pulled a girl into their room. He rolled the ball across the table, making sure that her hands caught it. Grinning back at her he rose to his feet and headed towards the exit.
"Just hit the button by the door when you're done and I'll escort you out," those were his last words she heard from Qualter as the door shut once more, locking itself as it had before. Zoe took the ball into her hands and displayed it in front of her eyes. Her uneasy, conflicting thoughts began to push through her horny bubble of lust that was forced into her system and thoughts to bring her back to reality, at least, temporarily.
"S-should I r-really do t-this...?" she spoke to herself, her words almost shaking more than her anxious body and hands. She sat there, twitching and shivering in complete carnal agony as she fought against her morals and positive character traits. The world around her began to blur lightly the more and more she fought it. She soon realized that if she didn't give into the urges that were thrust upon her, not only would she be unable to leave, but she would easily pass out. Her hands, shaking from uncontrollable anxiety, pressed the button then accidentally dropped the ball to the floor. The collision caused the ball to open and reveal her purchased merchandise. Gardevoir gracefully formed from the ball, her body moving in a seductive manner as her dead eyes locked onto Zoe's. Her blood red face grew nervous and anxious, praying for her to come closer.
Gardevoir smiled blankly as she crawled across the table that divided them, crawling closer and closer to the trembling Zoe, who was now staring with a mixture of horror and lust. Gardevoir leaned forward and gently kissed Zoe's cheek. Zoe jumped in surprise as the gentle kiss from the Pokemon warmed her heart. Zoe's quivering lips raised up as Zoe's eyes continued to stay locked with Gardevoir's. Gardevoir smiled once more as she leaned forward, taking Zoe by surprise as she pressed her soft, green mouth against her lips. Zoe soon lost control of her actions; no longer did she wish to fight against the urges that now took over her system. With her mind going blank, Zoe returned the passionate kiss, gently sliding her tongue into Gardevoir's mouth, causing the kiss to deepen between them. A string of saliva connected their tongues as Zoe removed her mouth from Gardevoir's. Gardevoir licked her lips before moving its then arm down between Zoe's legs, using her telekinesis to slowly undue Zoe's jeans. Gardevoir returned her lips to Zoe's who helplessly moaned and anxiously tasted Gardevoir's as her power removed her pants from her frame.
"I...I...p-please...p-p-please p-pleasure me d-down there..." Zoe said as if in a trance, completely powerless against the drug that Qualter had given her. Gardevoir smiled softly, giving her a seductive, loving nod before helping Zoe tilt her body around onto the couch. Once Zoe's back was resting comfortably against the couch, Garedvoir slowly drifted down between Zoe's legs. Gardvoir's eyes gripped Zoe's by force as she lowered her head down. Gardevoir then proceeded to drag her dainty tongue up into Zoe's crotch, which was now heavy drenched in her nectar. Zoe trembled violently as she slowly opened up her legs for Garedvoir, anxiously waiting more of the love she was now receiving. Gardevoir made a strange giggle as she teased her clit with her strange paw, her tongue refusing to move from her strange. Zoe's nervous whimpers grew into lewd moans and groans, her body never having felt anything like this before nor did she feel she could ever feel like this.
Her eyes locked down onto Gardevoir's head where she moved her hands, she laced them within Gardevoir's strange hair before gently grasping a hold of them. Gardevoir made a desperate call sound as Zoe forced its mouth up into her anxious pussy harder. Zoe found herself grinding viciously against its mouth, desperately seeking more and more ecstacy and pleasure. Gardevoir cried as it struggled to move Zoe's hands away, eventually forcing them off with her psychic force. With wild pants from her tongue like a dog and her savage urges screaming out, Zoe couldn't help but to grip the couch tightly and scream out loving as she came from Gardevoir's tongue and mouth. Her hazy eyes and heated body couldn't believe what just happened, it was so unreal to her that she couldn't grasp onto what truly just happened. Gardevoir's cold, dead eyes seemed to shimmer with a little more life as it licked around its mouth. Gardevoir slowly moved up on Zoe, kissing her sweetly on the lips before embracing her in a warm hug.
"I-I...I was...j-just pleasured...b-by a Pokemon..." her weak, faded words rang softly. After about a bit of recovery time, retrieving her clothes and putting them back on her frame, she stumbled to the door and pushed the button, her body still hot and possessed. Before Qualter had arrived she had already clipped the Poke Ball to her belt and trembled onto against the door as she lost her balance. She took heavy breaths as she felt her world growing darker and darker as she waited. After being escorted out of the building, she stumbled through the awkward directions that she had made for herself. Every step felt like weights pulling her down, her body growing weak from dehydration and trembling from the side effects of whatever she ate. After finally making it to her home, she made it no further than the inside of the front door before she went flying to the floor, all of her energy gone and her consciousness with it. All of her scattered thoughts were the last thing she comprehended. The pleasure that she felt from a Pokemon, that very thing that everyone said was absolutely disgusting and degrading, that anyone who did such a thing should be shunned, felt like an incredible wave of loving emotion. Zoe couldn't help but to remove the poke ball from her belt. She cuddled it tightly against her heart as her whole world finally came to a sweet slumber finish.
To Be Continued…