Edge Island [Lady Grimoire x Sierra-117]

Lady Grimoire

Lady Grimoire

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Edge Island
Let The Games Begin​

It doesn't matter where any of them had been the previous night, be it fell asleep in the comfort of their bed, passed out on the couch watching television, or in the motel with their one-night stand. When they opened their eyes they were all in the same place now: Edge Island. Not the official name, but one it was called by the elite who owned it, and arranged the abductions. Another name might be sex slave island as that is what it turned most of the people taken to it into.

For all the advancements the world had seen, it had also seen several steps backward--in the darker, more private places. The rich grew richer, and they became more bored and desensitised to the world's offerings, leading to several getting together to create this sinister little game. There was really only one escape: survive. And even then, who knows what happened to the person who won the game.

Those unlucky enough to lose the game were sold, and what's worse, they would love it and never have any thoughts about trying to prevent it. Perhaps, though, that is getting a little too far ahead.

Upon the island were many things, from a rather large section of forest, to a lake, dotted little research outposts, caves, and even a fair-sized ghost town next to the airport they were all brought in on. The drug they were injected with keeping them heavily sedated, but also causing some short-term memory loss, so those who were awake when they were taken from their home, or the streets, likewise wouldn't remember their attackers. Now, they were scattered across the island. Some woke up in buildings, some in caves, some in little hammocks in the middle of the woods. The clothes they wore either what they had been in when they were taken, something swiped from their dressers or, if someone along their path to the island had taken a fancy to them, clothes provided by those who would be watching.

Little cameras were present all through the island, especially where each person started, most of them disguised so as not to be seen and damaged. Everyone started with the same general equipment--a backpack with a few days of food, the clothes on their back, and a small device strapped to their wrist. A device which consisted of two removable straps, and a large, clear touchscreen, blinking a soft red with the words: "Attention." Each person who found their way into tapping the screen and activating it would be met with the same video.

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"Welcome. I hope you slept well," a man in a white labcoat said as he faced the screen, innocent enough, until one spied what was going on in the background over his shoulder. A woman was strapped into some kind of chair, her head getting thrown back and forth, body twisting, and writhing, as she struggled to get loose a limb. She was nude, and something obscured by the scientist's back was happening to her, but for the moment nothing below her stomach could be seen.

"Understand first that if you see, or hear someone nearby, it would be best you tap the screen to stop this playback until you are in a safer location. That's right, people are after you, but perhaps not for the reason you think. You see, you've been recruited to be part of a fun little game and experiment. This is the seventh such game to be played here so far, and I'm certain there will be many more. The game is, at it's core, quite simple. Be the last survivor, the last one standing, and... you'll go free. You'll wake up in your home, be granted a fair sum of money, and can move on with whatever life you had." His eyes glanced down, as someone came over and tapped him on the shoulder from just off-camera. Nodding, the scientist looked back up at the screen.

"Fail, and you start a new life. One of slavery, one where you are to be little more than a toy for the entertainment of others. I'm sure you're thinking you just won't go along with this, and that is what what all those watching are counting on. Unfortunately, your choice in the matter is rather limited. You are on an island, with no escape, save the one we provide to the final competitor. If you refuse to play, someone who has decided to will find you, they will take you, and there will be nothing you can do about it. Passive participation is not recommended. Now, I'm sure some of you are getting thoughts of other media you've heard of, and are thinking we are asking you to kill one another. Not... quite accurate."

The scientist stepped aside, and the camera zoomed out some, revealing the small, rather plain and featureless white room behind the chair in the middle. The woman's arms were inserted through openings, the same as her legs--which were spread wide--and the openings appeared to have filled themselves in and sealed, leaving her little to do but wiggle. Her cries soon cut in, begging, and pleading for it to stop--the it being the large phallic device positioned between her legs, thrusting in and out of her with abandon. Her hips bucked, and rolled, twisted, and tugged, to the point it was hard to tell if she was trying to get more pleasure off the toy, or escape its unrelenting pace.

"You've each had a small injection of a particular chemical concoction. Which, when triggered, causes a series of neurological changes to various parts of your brain. To put it simply, you turn from what you see here--" He paused. She screamed, "PLEASE LET ME GO! PLEASE STOP!" Then he continued, "Into something else, which you will see in a moment. All triggered by the simplest of things--an orgasm. One single climax is all it takes, so I suggest if this scene has aroused you, you cease any attempts to pleasure yourself."

He goes quiet, and turns to merely watch. After a few moments, the woman suddenly screams as her body convulses--her eyes roll back, her toes curl, and hands ball into fists. For a few moments, she appears dazed, while the toy thrusting into her doesn't stop, and then, a loud moan. "Oh, oh god--yes! Yes, please! More, please, more! I need more!" From begging for it to stop, to pleading for more, and acting like some wanton whore out of a pornographic film.

"Now she's ready to be sold," the scientist noted as he turned back to the screen, and the camera shifted to close in on him again. "And if she was on the island with you, she would have lost. That is your goal. Through whatever means you wish, induce an orgasm from those you encounter... while avoiding one yourself, either by your own hand, or another's. If you find sexual gratification... icky... " he utters that word with some disdain, "You will need to get over it. Feel free to enjoy yourself as you work toward victory, but do be careful to not enjoy yourself too much. I look forward to seeing the results, and wish you luck."

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With that, the screen went off, and was replaced with a small digital map. A red dot marked the location of the wearer of the device, and though the screen wasn't zoomed out enough to see more than a good fifty metres, the little question mark icon in the bottom corner brought up a little 'legend.' Which it noted: nearby females would be indicated in red, males in blue, caches in green, and 'safe zones' where the map didn't work would be noted with a purple circle around the area. There was also a button to replay the video, if one wished. From that point, there was really only one thing to do: decide if one was going to play this sick little game and set out, or sit down, and refuse, while hoping nobody else came in this direction.
 
Derek stirred before his eyes flashed open and he sat up, panting hard. He looked around and saw that he was lying in some brush, trees standing above him, grass beneath him, feeling the slightly damp soil with his hands. He rubbed his head and shook it, thinking about the night before. He had come home from a long day working on the construction site. He had a beer, some food and then got ready to go to bed. It was odd to hear a knock on the door that late, so he didn't answer it. Then, the door was kicked down and all he remembered were some men swarming him, a jab in the neck and then everything had gone black.

He shook his head and ran his hand through his short brown hair, his green eyes scanning around him. He saw the tablet in front of him, telling him to play it. He stroked his beard, before reaching forward and grabbed it. He watched in horror as what was happening was detailed to him. He couldn't help but feel his manhood go erect in his jeans, but he was never tempted to touch himself. It was just a reaction to seeing the, admittedly beautiful, naked woman been stimulated by the toy. Derek couldn't believe what was happening and when he saw what she turned into after orgasming, he knew that he would have to think. He couldn't be too foolhardy or too conservative.

The thing was, David had always been smart. He had to provide for his family with his Dad walking out on them when he was 9 and his Mom hitting the bottle. He had to be one to earn everything, which ruled out any chance of going to University. So, he started working at age 12, always in and around bars and construction sites, even simple jobs. He would do anything. But now? It was more about his brains than anything. He looked at the legend and then the map. He was near a supply cache, it was around 35 metres away. He picked himself up, keeping the tablet held tightly against him, scanning both it and the area around him as he moved to the cache. The next job would be getting to one of the safe areas and trying to figure out a plan to make sure he didn't end up like the woman in that video.
 
The map, it seemed was slow to update. A little tick went out every ten seconds or so, updating nearby marks and locations and shuffling the map over some. Which meant that David didn't see a smooth progression of distance as he closed in on that cache, 35 metres away. When he moved quick, he cleared a few metres with each update, when he moved slow and cautious, a single one or two here and there.

At one point, a blue dot appeared on the edge of the map, then it blipped again, drawing closer to the cache he was going for. However, the next blip, it remained still before one update later, it was gone. Perhaps someone had saw him, and reconsidered? Perhaps they had seen something else. An answer David would get a moment later when his map updated with someone making a beeline straight for the cache. The first update, the red dot was on the outermost edge of David's map.

The next update, it was a good 10 or 15 metres closer, as if the person was sprinting. If they hadn't looked at their map yet, they might not be aware of him, but if he didn't step it up, whatever this cache contained would be out of his hands and into someone else's.
 
Derek kept moving, his progress in bursts. He would move 2-3 meters, the cache becoming more and more centered on his map. But then he would stop, look at the map, waiting until it updated and then moved again. It was slow progress, but it was sure progress. When he was about 25 meters from the cache, his map blipped with a new spot. A blue one, right on the edge of his screen. He moved slower now, only moving a meter or so before checking the map again. The blue dot, which showed a male, was getting closer and closer. Then it stopped and tracked back the other way.

Derek let out a deep breath, not even knowing that he was holding in his breath. However, moments later, a red blip, female, came up on the screen. He could see the cache now, he was that close. However, the red dot was zoning in fast. It was time to make a decision, and he knew it. His eyes danced around, looking for her, his mind doing complex maths that he didn't even realise was maths. He could get there but she would most likely be on top of him before he loaded what he needed. He could leave and let her have it, or wait to ambush her.

But he decided the best course was to run for it. If worst came to worst, he would have to fight her. Hopefully knock her out, if not, hope he had more stamina and could inflict more pleasure. However, as he started sprinting towards the cache, he was hoping to make a deal. As he got there, he saw the grass rustle about 10 meters from him. There was plenty there. He grabbed a bag, loading in bottles of water, a more complete map (even if it did only say good for a square kilometre), some food, rope. He saw her come and shouted out. "HEY! We don't need to fight. Plenty here for the both of us. Be chill, we can talk as we load bags and then decide whether we want to team up or go separate directions!"
 
The brunette burst from the brush and stumbled some as the full-on sprint she was in came to a hard stop--white sneakers tearing into the grass some. Both her hands were clenched, like she was ready to fight, and her chest heaved as she attempted to catch her breath while panting. Green eyes darted between Derek, and the cache, and the things that had scattered over the forest's floor. Taking a deep breath, she swallowed down, and then exhaled slowly.

With a wary gaze, she edged her way forward, crouching rather than leaning over to pick up one of the black backpacks that had fallen on the edges of the little clearing. The cache itself half-hung from a tree; one side had a wire-line going up into the branches, the other had none, leaving the rectangular box awkwardly standing upright with its contents crumpled at the base of it or scattered out across the ground. It was more supplies than tools, and the woman proceeded to collect a few bottles of water, packets of food, and even a spool of rope for herself. Derek had gotten the only map, and she hadn't seemed to notice he held it, despite the fact she always kept her front toward him and rarely took her eyes off him for more than a second.

Once she had gathered a fair amount, she stretched up and brushed her hands off on her thighs, rubbing some dirt into her jeans. "If you saw the same thing I did then I don't see what teaming up is going to get us... " she murmured as she slung one of the backpack's straps over her shoulder, same shoulder that was covered by her red top--the other shoulder bare, while the sleeves of it went down to just passed her elbows. Her hair was a bit of a mess, tied back in a ponytail using an elastic band.

"Unless by team up you mean wait until tonight and jump me." she added, her tone somewhat challenging, somewhat uncertain. Lifting her wrist, she glanced at the device, and then off into the woods before looking back at the device. Lowering her voice, she muttered. "And are you going to ask them to team up too?"
 
Derek looked at the woman as she approached slowly. Even as he glanced at the items he was going to put into his own backpack, including the map, he wanted to make sure that she wouldn't try and assault him. It was important that he wasn't caught off guard. That would not be good for him. She was attractive, his green eyes staring back into hers as she stopped. He saw her being as cagey as he was, putting the items into his bag quickly before slowly reaching for something else, making sure that his hands were as free for as long as possible.

He was put into a more relaxed place as she was being as wary as him. She stood on the opposite side of the tree, making sure that she had her eyes on him at all times, not even turning around as she did the same he did. Derek couldn't help but let a wry smile spread across his face as he closed the backpack and put it over his shoulder. He looked at her. "I'm not sure if you mean the video on the tablet or if you saw something more, but I'm sure others are going to team up. Better to have someone watching your back and having a shot at a fair way to win rather than being ambushed in your sleep, caught by a group or the numerous other ways this could go."

Derek heard the challenging tone in her voice. He wouldn't have offered to team up if he wasn't being serious. Better to be beaten with his honor and dignity in tact, a final "fuck you" to the sick people who had made this game, rather then be a complete ass and try to survive by himself. However, before the retort could be given, he also heard the blip and looked at his wrist. He saw the two dots, moving towards their location. A male and a female. He wasn't sure if they wanted the cache or were coming for them, either way he had to make a decision and he had to make it now.

"Let's move, we have everything we need, if they only want the few bits left in the cache we will be okay. If they want us" he looked at the forest and picked up some rope and a knife. "We can lead them in to the forest, get them tied up and finish them off. Maybe that will prove to you I'm not trying to jump your bones, I don't want to be picked off by myself either."
 
"Are you sure... ?" she questioned, skeptically. "Yes, the video. It didn't seem to me like there was much point in teaming up... but... " She paused, and frowned. "Either doing so puts us on the status quo, or above it. Fine." The thoughts Derek provided made her shudder, twice over. The brunette clearly didn't like even the thought of ending up caught by a group. Granted, even as she spoke, she kept her eyes flicking between Derek and the device on her wrist, tracking the people coming in.

"Won't work, we can see them, they can see us... " she muttered as she started for the edge of the small clearing. "We should start away--slowly. They come after us, we ambush, they settle, we wait for an update blip and rush them from the cover. If we move fast enough they won't get the update to see us coming back before it is too late, or we catch them distracted."

With them growing closer by the second, she put a bit of haste in her step, tossing her head back toward Derek as she went. "I'm Natalia, by the way."
 
(d6 roll-5)
Derek looked at her as she talked out loud what she was thinking, seeing the change in her face. Of course, having someone watching his back was always going to put him at comfort, even if he couldn't completely let his guard drop due to the nature of the "game" they were in. He heard her accepting his offer to partner up and he smiled warmly at her before they began to look at the people approaching them and couldn't help but be worried, keeping their eyes on their wrist and also on the people moving towards them.

Derek listened to her knocking down his plan and then realised that she was correct. They would be able to see them with their own maps where the two of them were. They moved backwards toward the forest, smiling as she told him who she was. "Well, lovely to meet you Natalia, hopefully this isn't the only time we exchange pleasantries." He said, a worried grin on his face as they watched the two approach. They kept the two of them in range on their monitors, wondering what they were going to do.

The two blips moved to the cache. They paused there for a second. Derek sensed that Natalia was wishing for the same thing he did. That they would just stay there, back up some items and then move on. However, the next blip made them both close their eyes in annoyance. They were moving towards the clearing, they were coming after them. They moved enough into the clearing before looking at each other. Derek sighed. "Looks like we gotta fight, let's go with your plan and hope for the best." He said, a determined look on his face, accepting this was it. They were either going to win and have a chance....or be mindless sluts after being made blow.
 
"Yeah... who knows how much of our mind we'll still have left if we lose... same," Natalia answered with a somewhat grim, yet, determined expression. She shrugged her bag up higher onto her shoulder, and kept her eyes peeled on the device on her arm as she followed Derek away. A few crunches of sticks and other foilage under her sneakers and she stifled a slight laugh. "Glad I just passed out when I got home instead of changing... wouldn't want to walk around here barefoot... "

Of course, she quieted down significantly when she saw the two dots leaving the small clearing with the cache and heading in their direction. They seemed to be closing in fairly quickly, making Natalia motion to two nearby trees. "After the next update," she whispered, and, the moment it blipped, she made a quick, mad dash and got herself behind one of the two trees she had indicated. It made her lose sight of Derek, but hopefully, he'd make it too.

Good timing, too, for a second later from passed a few of the trees came two people--the guy and the girl. Natalia peered out from around the tree as she slowly lowered her bag to the ground. She could only hope Derek didn't decide to run off without her, and utterly screw her over here, especially given the guy was bigger and had a good weight advantage over her. That left her turning her eyes on the girl, who was about the same size, and thin. The two of them seemed momentarily confused. She heard them questioning where her and Derek had gone, then Natalia glanced down at her wrist. Beep. The map updated. It was now or never.

Slipping out from behind the tree, Natalia made a beeline straight for the slender woman.

Ambush Attempt
[1 - 3/Success] [4 - 6/Failure]
D6 roll: 3 -- Success!

Tackle Attempt
[1 - 3/Success] [4 - 6/Failure]
D6 roll: 1 -- Success!

Caught flatfooted, Natalia had little trouble tackling the woman to the ground. She landed ontop of the blonde, leaving the two tussling in the dirt as the blonde tried to recover and make sense of what was happening, while Natalia struggled to get more of her weight ontop of the other woman--trying to straddle her, and pin the other woman down to the ground.

If Derek didn't jump in, she knew the man would be on her in a minute and dragging her right off... so she had to hope that he did jump in and, even if he didn't get the guy down, at the very least he distracted them long enough for her to deal with the woman.
 
Derek couldn't help but notice the grim look in her face as they talked about the possible fate that awaited them, before seeing her features lighten as she cracked a joke. His chest heaved as he chuckled, keeping the sound hiding with his mouth closed, his eyes showing a bright glimpse of the sparkle they normally contained. He watched with her as the two came closer before Natalia disappeared behind the tree quickly. He scampered, wanting to keep pace with her, not wanting to be the only one caught out in the open and give their whole plan away.

As she took her bag off he did the same, grabbing two lengths of rope from it, wanting to use them if they could get the upper hand at all. Derek saw Natalia's gaze fixed firmly on the woman, seeing the male and her exchange confused looks and hushed, angry whispers, probably about where they had gotten too. They were all looking at there map now. Everyone apart from Natalia, it seemed. He heard the bleep and watched in amazement as Natalia sprinted out. He pumped his arm as as Natalia caught her, seeing the slender woman go down beneath the tackle, but it wasn't over yet, they were still struggling on the ground, fighting for position.

Pin attempt
[1-3/Success] [4-5/Failure] [6/reversal]
D6 roll: 1--Success!

Derek watched as Natalia and the slender blonde struggled a little more before Natalia finally gained control, pinning the woman's arms above her head, keeping her body weight controlled on top of her, not allowing the blonde to move. She did struggle beneath his new ally, but she was unable to push her off.

In all the confusion, the male had been caught between two minds. One was looking out to see where Derek was, the other trying to decide whether to help the woman he had teamed up with. Derek could see that the brown-haired man thought that Derek had moved off, or maybe that he was missing. He turned back to the two girls, Derek breathed in deeply, hoping that he would be as successful as his partner been in tackling the other person.

Ambush Attempt
[1-3/Success] [4-6/Failure]
D6 Roll: 5--Failure.

Grab Attempt
[1-3/Success] [4-6/Failure]
D6 Roll: 5--Failure

Derek moved quickly, probably a bit too quickly. The large man with the brown hair was ready for him and turned to face Derek as he charged at him. Derek changed tact, trying to grab a hold of the man but he moved out of the way, causing Derek to fall onto his hands and knees. Derek looked at Natalia, almost apologetically and nodded down to one of the spools of rope he had, leaving it there for her to grab if she needed it. He got back to his feet as the other man charged him.

Charge Attempt
[1-3/Success] [4-5/Failure] [6/Pinned against tree]
D6 Roll: 6--opponent into tree

Rope-tie attempt
[1-3/Success] [4-5/Failure] [6/opponent gains rope]
D6 Roll: 2--Success!

Derek quickly moved and the man missed him. As he did, Derek moved behind him and gave him a push, causing more force and speed for the brown-haired dude to smack face first into a tree. He groaned, his arms wrapped around it as he tried to recover. Quickly, Derek went around the other side and tied the rope around his wrists, binding them together and leaving him stuck around the tree. Derek took a moment to breath and looked back at Natalia.
 
Words were exchanged. Unkind words. They mostly came from the woman on the ground, who Natalia was quickly able to get a handle on. She spread her weight more evenly over the woman's torso to keep herself from being bucked off, and leaned forward to apply more weight onto the other woman's arms. When the other woman realised she couldn't wiggle loose, nor overpower the slightly larger Natalia, well, then the begging started. Begging, pleading, leaving Natalia looking rather torn, lips parted as though to speak, but no words coming out.

Somewhat snapped out of it by Derek hitting the dirt beside her, she glanced over. A few choice words of her own sounding off in her head of them both somehow getting screwed over and knocked out. It also made her realise she should have grabbed the rope with her, leaving both her and the woman under her staring at the rope before Natalia's green eyes met the other woman's blue. It was clear in the shared look--if she reached for that rope, the other woman was going to use that opportunity, and from the sounds behind her she wasn't sure how Derek was doing.

Well, there was one thing she could do. Natalia pulled her hand back sharply, but rather than reach for the rope, she swung it down in a hard smack against the other woman's face!

[1-2] Dazed // [3-4] Not // [5-6] Feigned
... 4.

Immediately the other woman's head snapped back with a red handprint on her cheek, eyes glaring daggers at Natalia. Her hand went up to grab Natalia's throat, while Natalia snapped her hand over and grabbed the rope. Even while making soft choking noises, and grunts, she looped the rope around the other woman's wrist before pulling her hands together and looping the rope around several times. Once they had been tied off, Natalia used the greater leverage she had to force the other woman's arms back down to the dirt.

"Derek, can you get her feet!?" she called back, without taking her eyes off the one she tussled with even as she was screamed at by the other woman.

Who, eventually, came around to call, "Wait! Stop! Let's all team up!" As she struggled with Natalia.
 
Derek could, of course, here the foul words coming from the blond on the ground. He didn't blame her for the anger, her and the guy he had just tied to the tree where in a world of trouble, realizing that they were probably just about to become like the mindless woman they had seen on the scream. Living for nothing more than to get off, almost like mindless animals, only good for eating, drinking and fucking. It was sad, it was horrible, but it was the situation.

As Derek started to tie the brown haired man up, who was also spitting obscenities at him, also begging to be released so that they could go on their way. Derek was about to reply to him when he heard a smack. He looked over, seeing Natalia had just slapped the blonde in the face as he could tell by the large, red mark on her face. He watched as the blonde started to choke his partner's face but he was in the middle of tying the male partner's feet. If he tried to move he could get hit or tripped and then it would all go wrong.

However, soon Natalia had control and was tying her arms together. Derek nodded as Natalia called for him to tie her feet. However, he soon heard the blonde call out that they should team up. Derek smiled at her sadly. "I'm sorry, that's just not smart for us. We left you plenty of material at the cache, you could have stayed there and gather it and gone on your way. Instead, you followed us, trying to take us out. If we team up, you'll turn on us the first chance you get." He said, starting to tie her feet together. Once he was done, he stood up, seeing Natalia also do the same now they were both tied together.

"So, do you want to take the guy and I take the girl?" He asked, before looking at both of them. "I am sorry, I only wish there was another way. But we don't want to be sex slaves and we can't trust you at all".
 
For a moment, Natalia had a worry. That she would be the one turned on. That the man she had her back to would be tearing her off the blonde, and she'd be the one trussed up in the dirt. It left her tense for several long moments and then, then she heard his answer, and she relaxed some. She even snorted out a suppressed laugh when the answer switched the woman's tone back to swearing and cursing. Glancing back, and forth, once she saw that the woman's feet were secure she started to climb to her feet... only to collapse over onto her side in the dirt next to the woman with a huff, needing a moment to catch her breath.

Both of Natalia's hands moved to cover her ears. She didn't like having to do what they seemed like they needed to do next, and the pleading and cries weren't helping matters. Ignoring Derek for the moment, she rolled forward onto her knees, then half-staggered forward as she got up to her feet and made her way back over to the backpack she had procured. There had been some clothing in the cache, and she had grabbed some, some of which was exactly what the brunette produced from her bag. Two rolled up, thick pairs of socks.

Haphazardly, she tossed a pair over toward Derek, then, as he had suggested, she made her way over toward the man. One apologetic look later and she had stuffed the socks into his open mouth, and pressed her palm over to hold them in. Turning her head away, she reached down toward the man's pants, fingers curling the closer she got to his waistband, which she tugged out a bit before drawing her hand back. Again, this time pushing her hand a bit further in before she pulled it back, feeling him struggling against her, the ropes, and throwing his head side to side to dislodge her other hand and the sock.

Natalia really didn't wish to do it. She would really rather not. Like Derek said though, they might turn on them. There wasn't really another way. Hardening herself with a heavy breath, Natalia unceremoniously plunged her hand into the man's pants and boxers, reaching down to grab him firmly, which left him bucking against the tree. Keeping her green eyes turned aside on the tree, the brunette proceeded to start stroking the man inside his pants. Back, and forth, all along the length of his shaft, not even offering some kind of tease or warm up. Fast pumping right from the get-go, which despite himself, left the man groaning, and soon there was a visible bulge in the front even as Natalia worked.

Casting a wary glance over toward Derek, to see how he was getting on, she continued her work. That's what it was--she wasn't getting anything from this beyond a deep, growing sense of guilt. "We should get moving the moment we finish here... " she said, trying to distance herself from the acts, "If they go sex-crazed and get loose, we're next, and they'll be no reasoning with them at that point... I also don't think we want to be here when whomever is coming, comes to collect."
 
Derek watched as Natalia relaxed once he gave her answer, releasing an almost cathartic laugh as the blond beneath her began to scream and curse once more. He watched as she stood up but instantly collapsed next to the woman. Derek was about to rush over to her but say her eyes open, just taking some time before she caught her breath. She was probably also steeling herself for what needed to be done....something neither of them wanted to do, but knew they had to. If they didn't, they would eventually end up like the one they had seen on screen.

Derek closed his eyes as he heard the pleads of the two bound victims, interment with curses and obscenities directed to the both of them, heading over to the blonde lying on the ground. He looked down at her, steeling himself for what he needed, prepare to do something he had always thought was fun, make a woman orgasm, not turned into a vile affair. He saw Natalia root around in her bag and caught the pair of socks, placing them in the gorgeous female's pretty, open mouth, stuffing them in enough so that his hands were free. He heard the other male grunting as his mouth was gagged, hearing the unzipping of his trousers.

"I'm very sorry, I hope your life is somewhat good" he said, before removing her trousers and undergarments, sliding them down to where the rope was. He allowed his hand to slide along her clit and, even though he could feel her sobbing and struggling, he soon felt her get wet. He slide his index and middle finger inside her, letting the two digits slide against her warm, slick walls, his thumb circling her ever-swelling clit, hearing her moan through the sobs.

He turned to Natalia, seeing her hands down the brown-haired man's trousers, feeling bad he had exposed the female now, but knowing it would make the job a little easier....Job, something he never thought he would think of when pleasing a woman. He nodded. "Good plan, restraints seem to be on fairly tight though, but still, don't want to be here in case the people collecting them see us as a threat."

He felt the woman beneath him squirming, both from trying to get away from his fingers and the pleasure. He sighed, curling his fingers inside her cave. allowing it to stroke against the spongy spot beneath her clit, knowing he had reached the g-spot as her eyes widened in both pleasure and fear, knowing soon she would be nothing more than a happy cock-sleeve, a mere toy, only focused on pleasure. "Just....let it happen" he said, seeing her fighting it, knowing at least she wouldn't fear anything once she coated his fingers in her nectar.
 
Natalia couldn't help but to roll her eyes at the 'I hope your life is somewhat good' comment, and gave a wry glance over toward Derek. A snarky comment very nearly made its way passed her lips, but she killed it on the tip of her tongue and instead turned her attention back to the man. Honestly, she wished she had two more hands, in order to cover her ears from all the noises--muffled or otherwise--the pair they were working over were making. 'Working over.... makes it sound like we're torturing them... '

She did a double take at the man's face, and realised, perhaps they weren't far off. Still, she set herself to the task, rubbing, and stroking, paying little attention in the actual pleasure of it and, ultimately, just trying to get him off, feeling her hand smacking between his body and the front of his pants. It wasn't until she felt the man straining, and twitching, that she glanced back in time to see the front of his pants turn a shade darker, at the same time her hand got splattered with some of the cum she made him drop in his pants.

Despite it all, she couldn't help but to make a face and sharply tug her hand out, wiping it on the man's shirt. At first, he seemed to be dazed, in some kind of stupor, and Natalia leaned in slightly... only to jump back as he tried to place a kiss on her face. Allowing him to spit out the sock. "Oh, c'mere, babe... get closer, I'll make you feel reaaaaal nice... " he said in such a cheesy tone, Natalia let out an audible 'ugh.' He strarted squirming, and shifting against the ropes, trying to wiggle free, though... more because it seemed, at least to Natalia, he wanted to grab her. Which she wasn't so keen on.

Backing off, she grabbed her pack again and glanced to Derek. "... I'm ready to go, to uh... get out of here... we should find somewhere to rest... it looks like it's gonna be sundown soon... " As she waited, she paused to check her little device, to make sure there wasn't anyone else trying to sneak up on them.
 
Derek didn't notice Natalie looking at him as he spoke to the blonde on the floor, squirming to try and stop the assualt on her womanhood, not seeing the look in her eyes or the smart comment she almost passed. He was too focused on what he was doing, or rather focused on trying not to think too much about what he was doing. He knew this wasn't his fault, it was the fault of the people who had set up this extremely dark game. Still, as his fingers slide against her spongy walls, feeling the juices on his finger make them stickier and his thumb grazed across her swollen nub of sensitive nerves, he couldn't help but feel guilt. Guilt that he was about to condemn this woman to a life of being nothing more than a sexual slave, only focused on getting pleasure.

Derek felt the blonde trying her best to close her thighs, to move away, seeing her chest rise and fall rapidly as she the pleasure started to affect her more and more. He felt the walls of her cave tightening around his fingers. He saw her shaking her head as his thumb pressed harder onto her clit, flicking across it as his digits pumped in and out of her cunt, before watching as her eyes widened in both pleasure and fear, feeling her body tense up and then spasm. he felt her juices spraying against his fingers and hand, taking them out as she orgasmed, wiping his fingers on the grass.

She looked at him, smirking as she spit out the socks, her face etched in lust and pleasure. "Oooo baby, is that all you are going to give me? Fill me with your cock, feed me your load, please, I need it." He looked down at her, a little repulsed as Natalie was also finished, checking on her device. He stood up, nodding. "Yeah, that's a good plan, let's head this way" he said, pointing through the forest, packing up his bag again and putting it over his shoulders, heading east with her, through the forest.

[1-2]-Safe Spot/ [3-4]-Encounter/ [5-6] Cache
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Neither of them talked much as they walked through the woods, both checking on their devices for new people, safe areas or more caches. Soon, they came to a halt, seeing that there was another cache nearby. Derek nodded at Natalie and they both slowly made their way towards it. Nothing was beeping on their devices and they were soon on the large crate, this one in the middle of the woods. Once again, it contained food, water, clothing. They loaded them up. There was also more rope, another map of the area, handcuffs and toys. There was a vibrator, that clearly only had a limited charge, a cock-sleeve and other miscellanious items. "Well, looks like we hit the jackpot" he said, a wry smirk on his face.

After they had loaded up, he looked at the map, seeing the sun starting to set. He pointed to a spot marked on the map. "Looks like a cave, we could use that for the night?" he said, each of them grabbing a sleeping bag from the cache, something to make their rest a little more comfortable. "Take turns keeping watch, so we can both get rest?"
 
One road was as good as any other, so Natalia had no objections to voice even as Derek picked a seemingly random direction to move. Lost in thought, the young brunette found the absurdity and stress of the situation wearing on her. The way, and how quickly those people had changed ever-present in her mind knowing she could end up exactly like them if she wasn't careful. Wary glances over toward Derek, questions on whether or not she could trust him, or even how it would even work in the end, if it came down to just the two of them.

She felt terrible, yet at the same time, had been glad it wasn't her who lost that fight. That only made her feel worse. For a few moments she questioned whether or not it was even worth it to try, if she shouldn't just 'tap out,' or rub out, would perhaps be more fitting. A set of thoughts which could have easily spiraled out of control if not for Derek mentioning he'd spotted a cache, breaking her out of her own head and back to the moment plus the issues at large with it.

"Woo.... " Natalia uttered as unenthusiastically as possible. She spent a bit of time going through things, grabbing a second pack. In one she put her food, water, and a bit of clothes. The second, smaller pack, was for the rest. She tossed in enough rope to easily bind two or three people, some of the handcuffs, and a few of the toys. One pink vibrator in particular reminded her of the one she had back home in her nightstand, and made her wish she was in her comfortable bed, able to use it without having to worry over losing her damn mind.

With her main backpack on, well, her back, and the other slung over one shoulder, she nodded and grabbed the extra map. Once she got her bearings on it, she slipped it into her pocket, and started rolling up her sleeping bag as she made her way toward the cave which Derek had pointed out. Better than sleeping in the open, she reasoned. However, she wasn't so keen on the idea of taking separate watches. The earlier mistrust returning to the forefront of her mind, worried that she would wake up bound with a pair of fingers delving inside her. Dr. Dick Labcoat had said only one person could win. Perhaps there was someway she could test him, ahead of time, and maybe even gain something out of it.

The cave was barely a cave. It pushed in maybe thirty, or forty feet, and was rather round with smooth walls. Near the back of the cave it was slightly raised, but beyond that it was flat. No stalagmites rising up from the floor, and a scant few stalactites hanging down. "I guess... here for the night... " Natalia muttered as she leaned in and looked around. "I don't see anything amiss... "

Cautiously entering, she followed along the left wall. Pressing her hand at it, and running her palm across it as if checking to see if there was anything else odd of the cave beyond the seemingly shaped interior. Once she was sure, she made her way more into the center, dumped off her bags, and unrolled her sleeping bag. Plopping down on it, she didn't pay Derek much mind as she slipped off her sneakers, socks, and rubbed her feet some. The occasional jog to keep in shape was nothing compared to walking around some wooded area all damn day, ouch.

"I wonder if we could just hide in here the whole time. Wait it all out," she said with a shrug, sitting sideways, legs slightly folded in and body propped up using an arm. Her other hand delved into the pack of her food, pulling out a sandwhich in a vacuum-sealed container. It took a bit of fighting with it, but she did, eventually, manage to pry it open. "I'm really not sure if I'm gonna be able to sleep, with you staying awake... " she admitted, with a frown, before taking a bite.

"Maybe, we, uh... need to like... um... " She stammered as she tried to come up with, well, something that might allow them to help with the whole trust barrier. That made her think back to work, and those stupid teambuilding exercises, including all the ones about trust--like falling back into someone's arms. At the same time, it didn't sound like a wholly terrible idea. She went quiet as she leaned over to the toybag, and dragged out a pair of the handcuffs, breaking off the attached key. "They'd have some of this stuff too, and I don't know how easy they'd be to get out of... those two we'd left tied up, they didn't seem to be able to get loose. I really don't want that to be me, trapped like that."

Natalia frowned. "Maybe we should practice. Getting them on people quick. Getting out of them." And she fully intended on suggesting Derek be the first one to try that. Plus, if he turned on her now, at least she'd have a chance over getting surprised in her sleep, and if he didn't turn on her... maybe she could get some sleep tonight. Unless someone or something else had something to say in he matter.

Q: Will they be able to make it through the night in the cave without issue?
1: Yes, and during the night they spy smoke from a campfire that someone started.
2: Yes.
3: Yes, but come morning there is a complication.
4: No, but one of them is 'safe' from the complication.
5: No.
6: No, and both of them are caught by surprise by the complication.
Result: 6.

Q: Will the complication be within the cave itself?
1: Yes, and there's someone nearby who hears it trigger.
2: Yes.
3: Yes, but it doesnt go beyond the cave.
4: No, but the cave will provide some shelter.
5: No.
6: No, and the cave proves to be actively detrimental.
Result: 3.
 
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