《Game On》Chapter 39: Surrender
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Working their way across the lush landscape picking fruits and berries, Matthew and Rebecca kept their distance from the other students. Watching them, it seemed as if Bossman had taken the leader role for the group, directing the others to various different tasks, while keeping an eye on the two of them. After gathering and eating what they wanted, and secretly shoving a ton of various fruits – apples, pears, peaches, plums, and even oranges – into the black hole that Matthew used for storage, the two of them carefully worked their way back to the river and swam across.
“Fine,” was all Jennifer said as she hung her head, sitting beside Rebecca’s skirt on the other side.
“Fine what,” Rebecca asked, nudging Matthew with her elbow and smirking lightly.
“Fine. Rape me. Ravage me. Do whatever you’re going to do to me.” Defeated, she flopped back on the ground and spread her legs wide. Several large tears ran down the corner of her face, and she turned it to the side away from them. “I don’t want to be alone, and I don’t want to stay here with these guys. Do whatever you’re going to do, and let me stay with you.”
Nodding to himself, Matthew slowly walked over, enjoying the full view of every inch of her, and then he held his hand down to Jen. “Here, get up.” Taking his hand, she looked up shocked, apparently expecting to be ravished on the spot.
Laughing, Matthew pulled her up to her feet and then hugged her. “I’ll admit, I’m a horny young man,” Matthew laughed, “but even I have my limits. I might take you up on that offer later, but for now I’d like to get on out of here before this place enters nightmode again. If I take you…” he started, reaching down and squeezing Jennifer’s bare butt in his hands, before glancing over to the side. Rebecca was wiggling back into her skirt as he finished his thought, “…I want it to be because I wanted to and not because some stupid crystal made me.”
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Nodding slightly, Jennifer wiped at her eyes and didn’t say anything. When Matthew finally released her from his long embrace and stepped back from her, Rebecca took the opportunity to step forward and hug her briefly. “Welcome to the party,” she whispered lightly into her ear.
“But I was already in your party,” Jennifer said, sniffling. “Remember?”
“Not the party we formed for sharing experience in this game,” Rebecca laughed. “I was welcoming you to the party that our lives are going to become.” Reaching over, she gently flicked Jennifer on the nose before walking over and wrapping her arm possessively inside Matthews. “Just remember,” she warned Jennifer, “I’m his first, and you’re his second. You come after me.”
“That’s fine with me.” Hanging her head, Jennifer slowly trailed up behind the two of them and waited patiently. “Where are we going to go? Anywhere’s fine to me, as long it’s away from here. I hate this damnable place.”
“How about Hel?” Matthew asked, smirking slightly as he reached down, worked his hand under the tattered strands of Rebecca’s skirt, and caressed her cheeks.
“Hell’s fine,” Jennifer said dejectedly. “It can’t be any worse than here.”
“It’s not worse,” Rebecca promised, starting to walk forward. “Hel actually seemed like much more of a paradise to me than this place does.” Frowning slightly, she turned to look over at Matthew before asking, “I just thought you can only take a single person at a time so far?”
“That’s my limit,” Matthew assured her. “And it won’t work from inside a dungeon. It’s why we’re getting out of here before it gets dark. When we find a nice private place outside, I’ll take one of you, come back, and then take the other.”
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“Sounds fine. I could really go for another dip in the hot springs.” Rebecca said, half purring at the thought. “Let’s get on out of here.”
Saying nothing else, Matthew quickly walked along beside her as she half tugged him towards the dungeon exit. Jennifer shambled behind, head hung low and barely watching where they even went.
Hell sounded fine to her; she felt like that’s where she was already.
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