As with the first story, this one contains dubious consent in places, as well as lesbian action. Do not read if you are sensitive to nonconsensual acts.
The crowd roared with approval as Mary guided Hailey to the table. Receiving the pair of dice from Mary, Hailey tossed them into the small transparent container they had, then flushed with color as the dice read eight. But the rules were the rules, so she nodded and allowed Mary to help her up onto the table. “You consent to everything that will happen here, right? If you win, you will walk away unscathed, but if you lose… there will be lasting consequences.” Her judgment clouded by lust and excitement, Hailey nodded again, then verbally confirmed her participation and gave her name. After securing her extremities to the tiedowns, Mary yanked on each of them before turning to the current game leader with a thumbs-up.
“Alright, folks!” He called out. “Time to up the ante a little bit with some randomness.” He carried the clear bucket over to Hailey again, and put a single die in her hand. “Roll this one, and we’ll see how many of your eight get to fuck you.” Hailey flushed again, having not known where this was going to go. She closed her eyes for a moment, then dropped the die into the bucket. The leader boy turned to the crowd and showed them, and they started to chant, “Four! Four! Four! Four!” in rhythmic fashion, telling Hailey the result.
“Now, don’t go and think that you’ll be able to figure out which ones are guys because they’re banging you. We’re going to split the line down the middle, and give the girls some strap-ons. These special dildos are warmed and shaped to be exactly like the others, so you’ll still have to guess.” He gestured to the female assistants, and they approached Hailey with the blindfold, wrapping it around the girl’s head. After verifying that her vision was gone, the table was manipulated, shifting her into the position to be fucked.
The crowd cheered as the first girl stepped up between Hailey’s legs, sliding a few of her fingers along the inside of the victim’s thigh. The heavy head of the strap-on flopped down against Hailey’s pubic mound, making her insides flutter at the thought of what was to come. Her breath increased as she realized the degree of risk involved, since she wasn’t actively on birth control at the moment. A small part of her brain urged her to protest and withdraw her consent, but that thought went straight out the window as the eight-inch sex-toy pierced her body, causing Hailey to cry out in surprise and pleasure.
After two minutes to various speeds and roughness, the leader stopped the action to ask if she knew. Since the girl had held the table, rather than her legs, she had no idea. “Girl?” She guessed, only to hear the roar of the crowd and a chuckle from the leader. “Seems you were right this time, good job! One point for you.” The girl who was leaving leaned over the table, suckling on Hailey’s nipple briefly. “Come up and see me sometime, babe, and we’ll have a lot more fun.”
Hailey flushed again at the invitation, and tried not to squirm at how turned on she was by having been fucked by a girl. She had never considered herself as bisexual, but now she was starting to wonder. As the next three ‘endowed’ people took their turns, Hailey only guessed one of them right, leaving her tied with the leader 2-2. She was dangerously close to cumming as the last of the first four players finished with her. Her loins were aflame, her stomach was churning, and underneath the blindfold, her eyes were clenched shut.
The table shifted up some to provide the best angle for oral sex, and as the first of the four touched their tongue to Hailey’s body, she came. Hard. Her body convulsed and shook as the waves of pleasure cascaded through her body, testing the limits of the Velcro straps and even the strength of the table, itself. Flustered by the intense climax, especially in view of others, she breathlessly guessed that a girl had been the one to give her that orgasm, but the leader groaned, shaking his head. “Sorry, Hailey.”
The next two participants took their turns sucking Hailey off, and try as she might, she got one wrong and one right, leaving the score at 3-4, in the leader’s favor. She was getting close to another climax, and was squirming at the idea. The leader stepped in and quieted the crowd. “Alright, since we’re coming down to the last participant, we’re going to change it up. Obviously, she knows this last participant is a guy, but we’re going to alter it a little to give me a chance to win!” The crowd roared, and the leader patted the excluded guy on the shoulder. “Obviously we’re not going to let you go away empty-handed. Girls?”
The two assistant girls approached the last guy and took him to one side. While one began to kiss him passionately, the other knelt down and took his member into her mouth. It didn’t take the two of them very long to get him ‘there,’ and then his cum was spraying into the red cup along with that of all the other guys’ loads. A glance into the cup saw it nearly a third of the way full.
The leader planted the die in Hailey’s hand once more, then held the bucket. “Even means guy, odd means girl. You’ll have to guess, as you did with the rest.” The die rolled two, and the crowd cheered in approval. “There we have it, the die has been cast!” Laughter echoed for a moment as the leader chose a man. “This person will do just fine, I think! And Hailey, if you get it right, we’ll give you the win. If you don’t… then I win.” With the man’s clothing doffed, the girls guided him up to the right place, and he knelt down.
“Begin!” came the announcement, and the man’s tongue slathered over Hailey’s clit while two fingers pushed into her lower lips. Alternating sucking and licking, he wasted no time as he tried to pull her closer and closer to climax, clouding her mind with lust and pleasure. Instead of two minutes, as with the others, the leader didn’t click the stopwatch until four minutes had passed, and then he was next to Hailey’s head. “The moment of truth, Hailey. Was it a guy or girl down there?”
She tried to think. She tried valiantly to push down the lust that clouded her mind. It took nearly a full minute for her to be able to form words, and she smiled. “That was a girl!” She called out, much to the approval of the crowd. Thinking she had won, she laughed and relaxed a little, only to have the table tilted backward to a horizontal position again. “Sorry, Hailey, but you lose!” The last guy was already cumming into the red cup, courtesy of the two girl assistants, then one of those two girls vanished with the cup.
“So now, you have the choice. You can take the cup, or you can get fucked by half of your roll, in this case four. As with the first session this evening, they will all be guys and they all get to fuck you until they cum. Think carefully, Hailey, and make your choice.” The crowd began to chant, encouraging her to take both options. Still blindfolded, Hailey couldn’t see her friends frantically gesturing for her to get up and just be done with the whole thing.
Hailey, for her part, thought rather intently as her mind raced. Could she really handle drinking the cum of… what was it now? Ten guys? Her mind conjured the image of the red cup, the white cream swirling around inside it. “The cup,” she finally said aloud, having had enough sex for one day. The crowd roared again, and the one female assistant manipulated the table again, laying Hailey out flat and spreading the leg-platforms wider.
The sophomore wriggled some, jerking on the straps again. “What’s going on now?” She wasn’t panicked, but she was certainly curious. The blindfold came off, and she immediately lifted her head to see the second assistant between her legs – the one who had disappeared briefly with the red cup. She no longer held the red Solo cup, instead brandishing a large syringe with milky white substance inside. In lieu of a needle, the syringe bore a long rubber ‘snout’ that was about four inches in length. It was decently thick where it attached to the plastic, but tapered off toward the tip until it looked almost as sharp as a needle.
“That’s not a cup!” She almost yelled out at the sight of it, struggling against the restraints. The assistant shrugged, then knelt down between her legs and started to insert the syringe into Hailey’s body. It was very gentle, and at first, the player could barely feel its presence. Soon enough, though, the body of the syringe pushed through her lower lips and into her body. Hailey closed her eyes and clenched down, as if that would prevent what was coming. The assistant pressed her other hand down on Hailey’s pubic mound, moving the syringe by touch and memory. “Being pre-med has its advantages,” she grinned.
The rubber tip of the device poked around inside Hailey’s cavern for a moment before finding her cervical opening, and despite the narrowness of the rubber, she felt the tip slide through her cervix, plus a few more inches. Within a minute of the beginning of things, the syringe tip was buried deep inside Hailey’s body, and the assistant began to put pressure on the plunger.
It’s still warm, was Hailey’s first thought as the liquid began to ooze into her uterus, and while her mind reeled with revulsion at the idea of being impregnated, her body wanted it badly. Her natural instincts kicked in, and no matter how hard she tried to control it, the muscles in her vaginal cavern tugged and rhythmically pulsed on the syringe as if to milk it dry.
Keeping her eyes closed, she could practically feel her womb expanding to accommodate the large amount of seed that was being planted inside her. Her legs trembled with apprehension and excitement, while her mind quarreled with equal amounts of the same. It took nearly two full minutes for the assistant to empty the syringe, but when she stood up and showed the empty vessel to Hailey, the girl’s womb quivered with delight.
She was quickly released from the Velcro, but rather than stand up immediately, her hands moved to the lower part of her stomach as she imagined the copious amount of virile semen swimming around in the depths of her belly. She finally stood up, smiled over at the leader, then shakily got down from the table. Her friends rushed her, both speaking at the same time, but Hailey couldn’t hear them. They helped her get dressed, and left, none of them noticing that only a single drip of semen was slowly sliding down her leg as they traveled out into the night.
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