Survivor - Thicker Than Water
Copyright© 2020 by Philip T Ocean
Day 2
Fiction Sex Story: Day 2 - Twelve young women are abducted and forced to participate in a sadistic game full of very perverted challenges in which they must fight for their survival in front of an elite audience. The story is told from the viewpoint of the host of the game.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Teenagers Blackmail Rape Heterosexual Fiction Incest Mother Son Brother Sister Father Daughter Grand Parent MaleDom Humiliation Snuff Gang Bang Anal Sex Food Oral Sex Water Sports
Day 2 - Morning
Have you ever been woken up by the feeling of two mouths on your body? It is a good way to be woken up and today it is one licking my balls and one kissing my butt. I was still pretty groggy as after a night of sex and alcohol. I was wondering what time it was as the whole room smelled like sex. I doubt Leon cared, but somehow it made me feel weird.
I looked at the clock and it was 9AM. Leon would be here in an hour. I decided to spend the last hour showering with the two girls, and get some of the testosterone out of the system before starting the day, maybe it would make me a nicer person. However, there wasn’t anything left after last night, instead I watched the girls eat out each other’s asses while I showered. They are younger than me, they are supposed to have more energy than me.
The girls walked out of the door as Leon arrived. He stared at them on the way out.
“Good job sir, you didn’t break them”, he said smilingly.
I smiled back. “Yes my night was good, how was your night, Leon?”. I asked with a smile, but didn’t really expect an answer.
“How much detail do you want?”, he fired back the question in a much more serious tone than I expected.
“Only what is important to me?”. That seemed like the right answer, as I didn’t want to seem nosy and wasn’t sure where it was going.
“Ok, so there was a lot of panic. We sedated Faith, Sally and Mary-Anne without them or the guests knowing. Tarza’s mom’s body is going back to the USA. She will be in her grave, so that worked out well. I need to tell you about Tarza. Her stepfather paid us good money to get rid of her mom, so you did me a favor. He would like to get a go at her daughter as well. We fly him in on a private jet and he will be here tomorrow. After he has had a go, then we can do the regular exit procedure.” Leon told me this very matter of fact. I assumed the exit procedure he talked about was the auction.
“Do you think it will lower the value?”. I was trying to confirm I understood what was happening, because the money didn’t matter to me.
“With what her stepdad is willing to pay for her, it should more than make up for it. Do you want a go at her first sir?”
Not the reaction I was expecting, but yeah I would like a go at her. “Yeah” I responded way more eager than I intended.
“There is one more thing. It has been a few years since we dealt with this, maybe even before your time. The best strategy is now to use some of the allies in our contestants. This means that we, being you, give some assurances that nobody gets eliminated.”
“Well if the girls agree to cooperate, then it is easy enough.” I responded, “But yeah I will do whatever is best.” Ugh, clearly Leon was still in charge here.
“After lunch, we will take out #3 and #11 and we will work with them. Those are the best two to convince the others and they will eat up the message.” Leon said.
Leon had thought this out well. #3 was Daphne, she seemed very down to earth and mature for her age, but she wants to live and therefore is a good chance. #11 was Tammy and she was feeling like a mother to the rest, and would be willing to do anything to survive as well.
“Sounds good to me. I will talk to them” I said, “And what about the challenge for today.?”
“We will communicate the challenge after lunch, so our guests can prepare. I am sure we will get a record crowd. Interaction is always a popular event.” Leon replied.
We discussed a few more details and we agreed I would be there at 1PM to deal with the intervention. Leon has given me detailed instructions on what to say, taken my master plan into account and he was convinced it would be a smooth ride from here-on out. I hoped he was right. I had not spoken to anybody after last night and a small voice inside me wondered if I had taken it too far. It had been ten plus years since somebody had been eliminated like this in front of the audience. Leon said it had been received well, but I guess I was sceptic until I had heard it myself.
Day 2 - Afternoon - A business meeting
Leon greeted me at the entrance when I arrived at the Colosseum entrance. He guided me through some hidden doors and soon I was in a small room.
In the corner sat Daphne and Tammy, naked each on a big fluffy pillow. Leon nodded to me as a signal for me to start talking. I paused for a second and addressed the girls.
“We brought you here because you are the most likely winners of this competition and want to survive. There is no negation in this game and it is about survival. Here is the deal. Nobody else should have to die in this game unless they choose to die. Tarza didn’t cooperate and so she has to pay the price, or at least her mother did. So if you as the contestants cooperate, then we will make sure nobody has to die. We will change the elimination to be a sacrifice. Make the sacrifice and you live. Don’t make the sacrifice and you will not just be eliminated from the game but you or your loved one will have to pay the ultimate price.”
Tammy talked first. “Who else is here?”. I assume she was thinking one of her family members was here. She was correct, but I was not going to share that with her.
“You will find out. Regardless, good things happen as long as you do what is expected of you, and everybody will survive. Understood?”
Tammy nodded. “Is my son ok?”
I could see she was fishing for an answer. I knew it wasn’t her son, given the new age rules, but she didn’t need to know that.
“Everybody is ok. Make sure all the girls understand the message and everybody will stay ok.” I replied.
With that, I stood up and left the room, followed by Leon.
“Nice work sir, it should go well. If I had to guess, then I would say both girls would go far. Tammy is now fighting for her son’s life and out of all people here, Daphne wants to live.”
“Go enjoy a lunch sir. And I see you at 5PM for the next challenge.”
Day 2 - The challenge - Yes Proteine
What a difference a day made. The day before, there was a lot of protest, today I was looking at the girls and almost all girls were in full make-up, with their hands waiting next to their body. I take that back, it was all except Heather that was. Heather looked like a mess. I wasn’t sure what to do, but I also knew I couldn’t show it. Seeming all powerful was key to success Leon had told me. Time for some fear factor.
“Welcome contestants. Yesterday Tarza got eliminated. Today we do challenge number 2 of Survivor. Win and you are safe for the next round. Lose and you might get eliminated. As you may have found out. We also have some of your loved ones. So this is bigger than you, so I suggest you play hard as losing might hurt all you care about. Today’s challenge is called “Yes proteine” and the good news is you get to eat something different. Eat the most and you get immunity. Eat the least and well you are likely on your way out.”
I looked around. I knew some girls knew immediately what was happening. Willow, Sally and Heather all had a disgusting look on their face. Mary-Anne, Daphne and Faith also knew what was going to happen, but looked more stoic. Haylee seemed confused, showing their age. Ashley and India seemed to smile. I wasn’t sure what to make of that.
“Look around, see all the men in the audience. Each one is invited to make a vote for one of you. A succesful vote is a cum shot swallowed by you. If you puke, then your score goes back to zero. Get the most votes and you are immune. If you are not #1 you run the risk of being eliminated. You have 2 hours to get as many votes as you can. I suggest you get on your knees and good luck. The clock starts now.”
I didn’t give them time to think. The audience already knew, so they were prepared. A set of stairs had been put up by the guards and one by one the guests walked down. Unlike previous days, there were no tears from the contestants. There was a little bit of looking around and the first girls, led by Tammy, were sitting down, accepting their new reality.
This was my time to observe and enjoy. I loved watching the different strategies in challenges like this. The first thing I noticed is that each girl took their own location. Sally was sitting on her bed. Heather was in a bathtub again. India and Willow were sitting next to each other. So were Tammy and Haylee. Ashley was laying down on her back, pretty close to me.
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