“And here, at the door, the eyelet is lined into the floor,” said the big-eyed Svetochka.

“So what?” Mila asked.

- You can tie a lever to it with something.

- And again, well done, Tiunova! - Stepan praised cheerfully, - How to tie? Colleagues, what are the suggestions? Sketch, Sketch!

“There are 8 meters here,” Ilya estimated the distance, “You can use belts.”

The men took the belts out of their pants and fastened them, but it turned out only about 6 meters. The girls had no belts, but there was something else that Roma remembered.

- Tights! Two pairs just enough.

- Tochnyak !, - Mila picked up the idea, - Svetka, shoot. All the same, they have broken. So after all, Lyubimov? Did you see?

Kostya again reddened like a child. Milena seemed to enjoy embarrassing him.

“And what am I doing again?!”, Svetochka was indignant.

- Do you feel sorry for what? These are my more expensive than all your outings are. And you get 5 pieces - buy one for yourself. Take off come on. Do it for the team! ”- she mocked Chief Mila.

“Stop making fun of the girl!” Lida said, “I'll take it off if necessary.”

Sveta gratefully looked at her colleague, while the men turned their heads delicately. Lida quickly pulled off her tights and threw them in front of Roman. Olya, having thought a little, did the same. Further was only a matter of technology. Lever quickly secured, and the whole team safely moved to the next room. When the last one passed, the door behind it slammed silently.

2 room

The new mystery was simple. On the wall adjacent to the first room, 16 holes were chaotically located, from which a bright light was hitting, and there was also a noticeable flow of air. Photo cells stood on the opposite wall, and the scoreboard on which the numbers from 1 to 16 were located was above the door to the next room. When Kostya, out of curiosity, covered one of the holes with his hand, one of the numbers immediately went out.

“I see,” said Illya, “you need to close all 16.”

- Easy to say “close”! How ?, asked Olya.

Roma did not say anything. He simply took off his tie, rolled it up into a roll and stuffed it into one of the holes. The figure has gone out. The ties were 5. And they were immediately stuffed in holes. But it turned out to be a bit more complicated. When Kostya thrust his 5th, Ilya’s tie flew out. After a couple of experiments, it became clear that all the holes are combined into one system. And when some of them were plugged, the air flow from the rest increased. There was only one way out: to score more tightly. But no one wanted to part with his clothes. Stepan sputtered saliva, convincing that things would not spoil, that it was necessary for a common cause, appealed to the team spirit, and got everyone out so that all his subordinates, secretly whispering, decided to get rid of the bothers. For the sake of such a thing, no one regretted any belongings. In the course went the jackets of men and their shirts, jackets of girls, as well as ties, socks and all the tights left on the ladies, twisted together in tight balls. Together, we managed to plug 14 holes out of 16. Only 2 remained. And it turned out that either of the guys would have to stay without pants, or sacrifice skirts or blouses of girls. Everything, of course, were categorically against. And Ramil immediately began to implement a general cunning plan.

- Step, you close your hands these two. The door will rise. Maybe it is not sharp and will keep. What do you think?

“Come on guys!” The man agreed, glad that he had been asked for advice and help for the first time.

“Are you not afraid that we will leave you here?” Mila asked sarcastically.

- What do you mean? We are a team !!!

He did not feel the trick and, standing with his back to the wall and spreading his hands, covered the remaining sources of light with his hands. The scoreboard went out completely, and the door slid aside. The entire department, with the exception of his boss, immediately moved to the 3rd room.

- Hey! Colleagues! You're not serious, are you ?! ”, a disturbed voice came from behind them.

Stepan rushed after him, but the doorway immediately closed, separating him from the main team.

- God, what a silence! Kayf! As without him well! - Mila said rolling her eyes.

- And he will not get out ?, - Olga asked anxiously.

- Pants, maybe one more and close, and the last than what ?, - answered Roma

“Cowards,” Lida snorted.

- Even if he wants - will not work. There is such a pressure - will blow out immediately. Although, he can redistribute everything there somehow. But in 5 minutes it does not have time.

- And why for 5 ?, - Svetochka gave voice.

“Did you listen to the yakuza carefully?” If a prisoner cannot be released in 5 minutes, the door is blocked until the end of the quest. He does not have time. We spent 15 minutes together. So forget about it. Let's better think how to get out of here ...

3 room

The 3rd test was even simpler, but at the same time more difficult. Almost in the center of the room, a square platform was installed in the floor. It was necessary to step on it - and the door with the number "4" opened. You remove the leg - closed. Ramil tried to make it a couple of times, but the organizers calculated everything clearly. It was impossible.

- Damn, it was necessary to leave Krasnobaeva here! How now?

Ilya squatted in front of the platform and pressed on it with his hand.

- In principle, the spring is weak. A very small weight is required. Maybe the shoe is enough?

* * *

2 Japanese, having released the translator to have a rest, looked at the monitor with interest as the discussion unfolded in the 3rd room. When one of the men took off his shoes and put them on the platform, Kaoru Nakai turned to his young assistant.

- Hiroshi, remember? Unlock the mechanism when everyone stays in the same underwear!

- Yes, Nakai-san!

The fat man rubbed his hands and joyfully added:

- So far everything is going great! Very good! It would be worse if they had the opportunity to leave the prisoner here.

- I agree with you, Nakai-san.

* * *

Eight pairs of shoes, belts, and pockets pushed through the platform, but not enough. Lacked literally a couple of kilograms. The situation seemed hopeless until Ramil decidedly took off his pants and threw them into the pile. Milena from a young age was a fetish - pumped up men. And now she, and so being somewhat "agitated" from the contemplation of the mighty naked torso of a Tatar, at the sight of his bulging, tight ass, accentuated by tight-fitting boxers, moved to the stage of "mild arousal." Other ladies behind her exactly 1 step. But Svetochka rapidly reduced the distance. Perhaps she was the first to have the thought: what if the men's outerwear is not enough ?! This so excited her that when all four guys were left in shorts alone, she was already afraid that the wet spot, rapidly forming on the inner surface of her panties, would tread out.

Pants did not help. The girls were hesitating, not daring to bare themselves, but the guys looked at them with such sincere hope that they understood that they had to make a choice. Right now! Either surrender and end the game, or ... step over yourself. The first step was unexpected for everyone Olya. Without saying anything, she unzipped the zipper on her side, and her skirt slid to the floor. A cream-colored long blouse securely covered both the front and the rear of the girl. In addition, Olya today in the morning put on sports underwear, which differs little from the one in which she is engaged in fitness. So she was not ashamed to show him. Kicking her skirt on the platform, she unbuttoned her blouse, took it off and also threw it to the other things.

Next to the linen Mila undressed. And the interests of the team here were not for her in the first place. First of all, she was not at all ashamed to show everyone her flawless, trained body. And secondly, she was touched by the gaze of Ramil, with whom he greedily devoured Olya's long, ungainly body. Moreover, his rather big knoll on his underpants is noticeably swollen. And from the principle, Mile wanted her colleague's concrete unit to stand specifically! And the result ... Read more →