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Combat Arena

By: LstDghter1



The year is 2100 AD and the world is very different to what you are used to, especially for the Western Hemisphere. The economic financial collapse of 2010 and then further amplified with the secondary depression in the early 2020's decimated the Western Lifestyle. The Eastern Hemisphere benefited most from the decline and ultimately the collapse of the Western World. For the best part of a decade anarchy ruled. Governments were over thrown as quickly as they were established and very soon all the "superpowers" of the early century were reduced to a tribal system of governance.

The Eastern civilisation soon rose to the top of the financial tree quickly establishing themselves as the new superpowers the roles were soon reversed and the West started to feel the full oppression of the East. Women slowly lost their rights, pretty much all rights were either out right removed or just eroded to insignificance. Truth be told the men were not much better off, although at least they were guaranteed employment in one of the many workhouses creating and constructing materials and equipment for the extensive space industry.

Education was free, even for the women, but benefits were a thing of the past. Almost held in mythical regard in the books and texts that depicted the lost times of economic heights. Men were employed in the workhouses, which was hardly going to make you rich, but working there gave you just enough money for you to survive relatively comfortably. For the women, well, we could get a job doing the same as the men, but rarely were we allowed by the management. We were secretaries and personal assistants to the workhouse management. Most of the time in the office the girl was either on her knees with her mouth open, or on her back with her legs open. Confined to offices and "working" 12 hours a day paid well, comfortable living for one, manageable living for two, but who would want a girlfriend who got treated like a pin cushion for cocks for 12 hours a day.

No one starved, at least not publicly anyway. There was a way to be unemployed and survive, there were always the games that were popular and broadcast worldwide for the entertainment of the masses. Unemployed and criminal women were the primarily the hunted, the hunters were largely male criminals who were paying back their debt to society by avoiding prison. There were however special competitions for the rich to have a private hunt against his selected "prey" which was rarely fair for the prey.

The games were held in arenas that varied in size. The smallest were about 4 square miles (6.4 km) with the largest being around 10 square miles (16.1 km). It was effectively an all out combat game, men versus women. The weapons were non lethal, but if they hit bare flesh would send a pulse of electricity through that body part. If it hit clothing it triggered a reaction in the specially designed material that caused it to dissolve to nothing in seconds. No actual projectile was fired, it was all done by electronics and technology so was quite safe. Injuries and occasionally death occurred as the arenas were outdoors with big falls off buildings possible as well as tripping and other hazards, but on the whole, they were safe.

The games were 24 hours, televised on dedicated channels around the world they were the highest viewed show ever. To compete as a girl you just had to turn up and sign up to compete. As a reward for your entry into the competition you got fed and watered free of charge. Winning or even just doing well gave monetary bonus's, but more importantly allowed combatants to gain celebrity status, which was far more valuable.

My name is Fiona, I am 22 years old and finished the free education that is available one year ago today. I have been for many interviews, but due to my refusal to open my legs or suck cock for a living I am subsequently unemployed. I am 5 foot 5 inches tall. I weigh 105 lb and my measurements are 32A-22-33. I have no job after one year of being out of education, my state support fund terminates tomorrow unemployment brings shame onto your family, my Father actively encouraged me to just take any job I could, as I didn't, he disowned me. Today, with no alternative, I sign up for the games, this is my story.

"Do you know what you are signing up for?" the man behind the desk asked.

"Yes," I responded, almost silently as I knew exactly what I was signing up for.

"Okay," he replied, "Few questions for your form, then you will be shown to your room and introduced to your squad which will be three other new recruits."

I just nodded in response to him before he started the questions

Him -- Name

Me -- "Fiona"

Him -- "Age"

Me -- "22 years old"

Him -- "Height"

Me -- "5 foot 5 inches"

Him -- "Weight"

Me -- "105 lb"

Him -- "Measurements"

Me - "32-22-33"

Him -- "Cup size"

Me -- "A"

Him -- "Do you shave or wax?"

Me - "Yes, waxed"

Him - "Totally hairless?"

Me -- "Yes"

Him -- "Are you a virgin"

Me -- "No"

Him -- "How many sexual partners have you had"

Me -- "Two"

Him -- "Do you suck"

Me -- "Eh?"

Him -- "Do you suck cock?" he repeated in his monotone voice.

Me - "Yes," Thought he meant that, but was a bit taken by surprise at his directness.

Him -- "Do you swallow?" he asked

Me -- "Yes" I responded feeling myself flush a little as I openly admitted I sucked and swallowed.

Him -- "Do you do anal"

Me -- "No!"

He gave me a wry smile as he obviously heard my emphasis on the "No" to if I did anal or not. He reached up to a shelf behind him, taking down one of the pink holdall bags before handing it to me and pointing me towards a door which lead to another room which had a table in the middle of it

I stood in the middle for a few moments before putting the bag on the table and jumping up to sit on the edge. I opened the bag and it was clothing, all neatly folded and exceptionally clean. It consisted of a vest top and some tracksuit trousers. I folded them back up and put them into the bag just as another girl opened the door and joined me sat on the table. She had the same items in her bag and we started chatting about nothing in particular.

We were soon joined by another two girls and moments later a guard came into the room and told us to stand up. We all stood up got into a line, he walked down the line eyeing each of us up one at a time before standing in front of us.

"You have signed up to the games, do any of you wish to back out? You have signed up for a minimum of one calendar year, if you are not 100% sure you may leave now," he said, "You will only get one other chance to back out."

We all just looked at each other. I would love to back out, but choice was either starve, or compete. I assume the other girls were in a similar position, no one spoke up anyway so he continued with the rules and general format of the games.

The girls stood with you now are you squad, get to know them, get to trust them. For the next year you will live together and compete together. Look after each other and you never know, you may just get rich out of this. You will compete in the arena alongside other squads of girls. Your enemy are armed with non lethal guns that are able to undress you. If they shoot your trousers you had best have panties on or your pussy will get broadcast to the world. If you have no material over the body part that gets hit you will get a sharp electric shock that will hurt and numb that body part for around 60 seconds. Get shot in the leg and you may well find yourself surrounded and in deep trouble quickly. Get shot in the head and you will be incapacitated for around 60 seconds. This is where looking after each other comes in. The enemy at point blank range they can easily shoot your clothing leaving you naked. Even a skimpy thong is easy to hit when you can rest the barrel of the gun directly on it. They can then shoot you where they want to cause pain from the electric shocks, or they can switch to the secondary mode of the weapon that will only work if you are totally naked. It will make you do anything as requested by anyone for the remainder of the game, or until one of your squad injects you directly with a rescue stick. It doesn't take much imagination to work out what happens to you if you are naked and obedient with four horny male soldiers surrounding you, especially if your squad have run off and left you.

Your guns are the same as the enemies guns, they will undress the target, or cause pain if they hit skin. If you get them naked you can shoot them to cause pain, or your guns also have an alternate firing mode, hitting a naked male will cause him to orgasm before passing out. He can be revived by his squad the same way that you can, but if he has blown his load he wont be as erm, potent as he was. It is a free range game, you can play as you like. You can just hide and wait for your 8 hours to be done with, or you can take it to the enemy and kick ass.

Points are rewarded for hits depending where they are and are traded in at the end of the game for real world credits. You don't have to shoot clothing, if you can get close enough you can remove it. Bonus points are rewarded if you have in your possession any enemy underwear at the end of the game. Panties or boxers are equal value and are decided game by game. Other items, including bra are worthless except in special games which will be announced before you participate. Good players can retire after a single year term, bad players, well, bad players get fucked.... repeatedly", he smiled at us and said, "Questions?"

Again, we were all silent and we all just shook our heads

"Last chance," he said, "You may still back out." he said.

None of us said anything, I had no choice. It was this or starve, so it was slightly the better choice.

"Okay, strip," he said, "Naked."

I hesitated, a little taken by surprise by the request, but he repeated the request in a sharper, more aggressive tone.

I slipped my top off, my plain black bra covering my small breasts. sliding my jeans down to the floor my matching panties came into view. High leg with a ribbon of lace round the waist band. Reaching up behind my back I unclipped my bra and let it fall forwards and off. My nipples hardening as they were exposed to the cool air in the room as I hooked my fingers into the elastic of my panties and pushed them down to the floor. I covered my pussy with my hands as I stood in a room, with four strangers naked.

"You three as well," he said as the other three were just stood there doing nothing.

They slowly started undressing until all four of us were naked. They all had nice bodies, two of them looked around my age with the other a little older, maybe mid to late twenties.

Without even acknowledging our nakedness he just said, "Okay, you are in room 704, the door is biometric so will open when you touch the pad, training tomorrow, good luck," I picked the bag up and started to follow the other three girls before he said, "Fiona isn't it?"

"Erm, yeah," I said as the door slid shut behind the last girl to leave.

"Sit there and open your legs," he said nodding to the table.

"Why?" I asked a little shocked, but mainly scared.

"Cos I am a commanding officer and I fucking told you to," he yelled, "Open your legs," he repeated.

I sat down and slowly opened my legs for him as he just stared at my most intimate area. Being naked wasn't generally accepted in society, it was a strange and uncomfortable position I was in being literally stared at.

"Cute," he said, "Virgin?"

I just shook my head in response.

"Shame," he said, "You take it up the arse?"

"No," I said closing my legs.

"Would you?" He asked

"No," I said.

"Not even for escape from here and a good home?" he asked looking at me.

"That is kinda why I signed up," I said, my confidence growing slightly, "Not willing to be a fuck doll," I said as I grabbed my stuff and calmly walked out of the room and to my room. 

The room was huge and very well furnished, at least compared to what I was used to anyway. There were four single beds in a line down the wall, a large seating area as well as an en-suit bathroom. The other girls were dressed, which made me very aware that I was still naked as I tried to cover myself with my hand and arm.

I opened my bag and started to look through it, "Any of you got underwear in yours?" I asked as I couldn't find any in mine.

No one else had any, so I assumed we were going without, at least for now. I put on the trousers and the top, which were perfectly fitted size wise. I settled onto one of the beds, and waited for it to sink in. I had just signed up for the games, at some point in the near future my body was going to be quite literally on the line, and these three girls were in the same position.

The first few weeks were just training. Fitness training, fire arm use and aiming, war tactics, tracking people and how to avoid detection. After all, they wanted us to put on a good a show. The fire arm training involved small fire arms as well as heavy machine guns which I could barely lift, never mind aim accurately. We were getting better, working together and generally acting like we were supposed to. It sounds cheesy, but never leave a girl behind. We quickly became friends and sometimes I forgot where I was, and what I had signed up for. It just felt like an adventure holiday with a few friends.

We were woken up by the usual alarm that goes off at 6am. I blinked the sleepiness out of my eyes and kicked the covers back. I slept naked, we all slept naked as there was no other option except wear what you had worn all day to bed as well. I got out of bed and made it to the shower first. I dressed and waited for the others to be ready.

Sarah, she was the quiet one, yet she was annoyingly good at everything she did. She picked things up very quickly and no matter what the training threw at her she was just good at it. She had brunette hair, was a little taller than me and a bigger build. Not large by any stretch of the imagination. She had C cup breasts which were perfectly round and firm. We suspected that she had implants, but she didn't admit to it.

Debbie was a red head, and loud, she was older than us at 28 and seemed to slip into the leadership role. She called the shots in the training, we followed and it seemed to work. She had D cup breasts and openly admitted that they were implants. She had an amazing figure with a large chest and slim hips. She had the figure that most girls secretly want, but it was also the figure that was most likely fake.

Claire was like me only she was blonde where as I am brunette, she was quiet, kept herself to herself. She was the second youngest after me, with a similar build and I guess we just felt a little over powered by the other two. They were both technically better with the equipment than we both were, plus they were louder so their opinion was heard.

We all got along well in our little group. We were ready, we felt ready, we wanted to start earning the money, after all that is ultimately why we were here. Today we were going to see how we compared to other squads of girls. Training only in that it wasn't televised, but for the first time our clothes and our bodies were on the line. The Games organiser had dignitaries from around the world who were going to watch our first game. It was a short 1 hour training match. The guns were the real deal, in that if they hit skin they hurt and if they hit clothes you got colder in that area. We were against another squad of four girls who signed up the same time as we did. There were to be a total of 12 matches each lasting one hour. We were up first.

We got dressed into the special clothing which consisted of a jacket, t-shirt, trousers, bra and panties, which were camouflaged in the old fashioned way. Modern technology could make entire armies invisible to anything but advanced scanning techniques, we didn't have access to that, we just wore green and brown to blend in a little with the forested areas. There was an air of tension in the air, it was the first time we had been against real life opponents, so now was the test of how our year was going to be, IE, were we going to get rich, or were we going to get fucked for 12 months.

We were dropped into the arena at a random location and settled in to get our bearings. We located and set up in a house that provided cover. Intel on the enemy squad indicated that they were going to have a mobile patrol looking for us. I was scout, so after defences were set up I slowly set out into the forest to locate the other team, moving slowly I quickly picked up a track showing where the other team had gone. I was nervous, but confident, I was good at this, I had scouted all of our training and had only been hit once, which was when I got stupid. I knew Claire was behind me and was keeping her eye on me and covering me.

I scanned the horizon, looking for movement or something that didn't look natural. I stepped out from behind the tree keeping myself low and hurried towards a set of buildings. My radio crackled to life in my ear, "Watch yourself in their Fi, get ambushed indoors and you are in trouble," Claire said as she saw me approach the buildings.

I acknowledged her warning before carefully clearing each room in the building before climbing to the top floor for a better view of the area. I laid prone on the roof as I scanned around looking for anything that was moving. I spotted one of them slowly approaching the building that I was in. "Hostile spotted, solo, no sign of other three," I said, "Clear shot, in the open," I added.

"I am below you, also clear shot to target, no sign of others," I head Claire say.

After a pause that felt like an eternity Debbie said, "Points make prizes girls, no mercy."

I aimed up and easily shot her in the head. She immediately dropped her gun before falling onto the ground incapacitated. Knowing that I had one minute before she started to come round I carefully scanned the tree line looking for her squad. Surely she wasn't on her own?

As I covered the tree line looking for any movement I could hear rounds being fired below me, single shots, and after each one Claire was announcing, "Jacket, t-shirt, Trousers. Bra, Panties, She is naked."

I glanced down and felt sorry for her, she was laying on her side in the open as her clothes evaporated to nothingness until she was totally naked. You could see the small camera drones buzzing around her as they focused on the area being targeted, broadcasting her to the observers before going for a close up as her panties dissolved revealing her pussy. As she started to come round I flicked to secondary firing mode and shot her again disabling her and leaving her helpless. After a few moments she was wide awake and very aware of her predicament. Unable to scream or shout for help, she just lay there in her birthday suit awaiting orders obediently. She wouldn't help us, in that we couldn't order her to join our squad and help us, but she would do pretty much anything she heard any of my squad say.

Debbie and Sarah joined us after a few minutes and we secured the building. We were winning, we were going to just camp the target and if anyone came to help her, we would take them out as well. I stayed on the roof as I had a very good view of the area. I heard Debbie say, "Keep an eye out Fi, we are one up so we will stay put."

I settled in for the wait, feeling a little guilty as it was kinda my fault that there was a girl laying on the grass a short away in the nude

After a few minutes our radio crackled into life as a larger drone de-cloaked near to the naked girl. A mechanical voice asked, "Do you want to hand over the girl for up to double credits."

After a short discussion we all selected to hand her over to double our credits. As the last of us selected "yes" three words were displayed on our HUD, "Mouth" "Vagina" "Anus" with each one having a tick and a cross next to it. We each had to select what the drone was allowed to penetrate, if anything. Nothing gave us no extra points, Mouth gave us an extra 20%, Vagina also gave us an extra 30%, Anus gave us an extra 50% for a total of 100% bonus. We all looked at each other and Debbie shrugged, "I am here to make money," she said, then the TV displayed 1 vote next to each option.


Combat Arena Ch. 02



"Should we help?" Lisa asked, a tone of urgency in her voice.

"Hold fire," Debbie said authoritatively.

"But they are getting destroyed," Lisa said.

"Yeah, and if we give our position away we join them," Debbie said, "if they leave any we will help them."

We were in a multi-squad match, with two female squads of 4 members per squad, and an undisclosed number of male squads. It was free for all, but working together and co-operation was allowed. Lisa and myself were perched high on an observation tower looking down a ravine with high sides and one way in, one way out. We set-up where we were to ambush anyone foolish enough to use the short cut through the ravine. Luckily, when the female squad started to walk through it Debbie told us to let them go. Moments later it appeared some male squads had the same idea as the whole area erupted.

Two of the girls were headshotted and disabled as they fell to the floor, two others ducked behind some rocks and were pinned in. We could see four men sneaking around behind them as they were distracted by the incoming fire. The ones firing were just shooting the rock as the four sneaking behind them go to within touching distance before two of them held the barrel of their guns to their heads.

They both dropped their guns and stood up with their hands on their head. The men didn't use their guns to undress them, they forced the girls to remove their own clothing, one at a time in sequence. They both begrudgingly removed their tops, trousers, bra and finally panties. As their panties hit the floor I heard one of the men say "Play time bitches," as the two naked girls got shot in the head disabling them and ensuring their obedience as they slumped to the floor. Two of the men threw one each over their shoulders and retreated back out of the ravine and into the trees. The two girls who got disabled early on were coming round and got dragged by the hair along the floor fighting with their feet trying to regain balance. At least they were still dressed I suppose, at least for now.

"How many were there?" Debbie asked.

"Only saw two squads," I said.

"Yeah, me too," Sarah said, "We gonna go get em?"

"Fi, go and track them," Debbie said, "Sarah, go with her as support."

"K k," I said as I stood up and climbed down the tower carefully.

"Girls," Debbie said as me and Sarah stopped, "be careful, you have seen what happens if you fuck up."

We both just nodded and continued. Tracking them was easy, looks like they dragged the girls the whole distance leaving easy to spot clues. The narrow trail soon opened up into a large field with a 3 storey building in the centre of it. We could see someone on the roof who was lookout and kept seeing people moving around inside the building. You could hear the moaning and yelping of girls coming from within the house. We settled down and radioed back for Debbie and Lisa to follow us up.

Re grouped we watched them unable to do anything really we waited, not sure what we were waiting for, but we waited. You could see camera drones buzzing around the building no doubt giving a full view of the girls fate that was going on inside the house. After an hour or so the door opened and 12 blokes left, heading away from us and into the woods. A single squad of four came our way.

We crouched down into the grass awaiting them as Debbie whispered, "Take one each, no noise, headshots, wait until I say so."

They got to within 10 meters or so, when Debbie said, "Now."

Four immediate thuds echoed from our guns followed by four further thuds as the whole squad collapsed. We knew we had a minute, so we waited to see if the others heard the noise or not. After a few moments of silence we edged forwards and undressed them all manually so as not to have to fire any more noisy shots. Once naked we shot them all in the head again to disable and make them obedient.

I must admit, as I watched the four men being stripped I felt a warmth and a tingle between my legs. It had been three months since I had seen a cock, and now there were four of them on show. We all stared for a while until Debbie said, "This lot just fucked one of our squads."

She stood up and took a full swing with her foot landing it perfectly on the guys balls who was closest to her. He groaned as her foot connected with his balls as he doubled over and threw up. She threw him backwards onto his back and before he settled she stamped down into his groin, once again cleanly connecting with his balls. He groaned again and collapsed doubled over clutching his abused balls. She kicked him onto his back and smiled at him as she switched firing mode and shot him again, his cock immediately going rock hard and exploding with semen as he was left naked and covered in his own cum.

We handed them over to the game arena and sadistically watched as they got anally violated by mechanical dildos while they were forced to 69 each other. I could feel a dampness between my legs as I watched them get humiliated and destroyed by a machine.

The one who had cum was forced to kneel down at the front before getting penetrated by his squad mate, who was in-turn penetrated by another squad mate who was penetrated by the fourth and final guy. They were all in a row in a daisy chain, linked by the guy behind them's cock up the guy in fronts arse. We watched for a few minutes before moving off, leaving them in their strange embrace as they fucked each other for the circling camera drones.

We carefully approached the building and went inside to help the other squad who were just left discarded on the floor of the building. All of them were totally naked and covered in semen. We quickly injected them all with the medi-sticks to bring them round so they were no longer obedient to the blokes. Each one of them covering their privates as they came round and curling into a ball a couple of them as they curled up exposed their anus which was leaking cum and were still agape from the abuse they had taken. When they came round not one of them had had their pussy penetrated, all the men waited for their arse, each one taking three different cocks up their dry backsides and each one cumming inside.

"Where are your clothes?" Debbie asked.

"Roof I think," One of them said back.

"Be careful," Debbie said, "if it looks open then leave it, not long left in the game anyway."

I went up and looked on the roof, keeping a low profile and at the far end was a pile of clothes. As I saw the clothes I instantly ventured over and grabbed them. As I picked them up I there was a loud **crack** sound and I felt a tingle on my left shoulder as my top disappeared. Before I could react I felt a second thud against the very top of my thigh, "Fuck... Shit," I said as I felt a third shot miss my panties by what must have been millimetres. My leg instantly went dead causing me to drop flat down onto the roof in an unflattering tumble. On the way down I felt another shot hit me and a fifth hit the roof just behind me.

I rolled up to the small two foot high wall that surrounded the roof top and pushed myself as flat as possible against it shielding myself from the shots. I was trapped on the roof, the way back into the building was 10 feet or so away and they knew I was here now. I pushed the talk button on the radio and said, "Sniper's, no visual, no idea how many."

"You okay?" Debbie asked.

"Erm ish," I said as I got my bearings again.

"Ish?" Debbie quizzed.

"Lost top and trousers," I said still a bit dazed, "plus pinned on the roof," I added.

"Panties and bra still on?" Debbie said.

"Yea..." I started before noticing that I was topless, "panties are still on," I corrected.

"Topless?" Debbie pressed.

"Yeah, just panties on," I said.

"Fucks sake, stupid bitch," Debbie snapped, "told you to be careful, what the hell happened?"

"Screwed up," I said, "I am flat against the front wall and they cant hit me though, so must be from where we came from."

"K," Debbie said, "cover your tits and we will hopefully wait it out."

I could hear movement and the occasional crack of a rifle going off as they took pot shots at them in the building. I laid facing away from the wall not daring to peek out above it as if they hit my head I was out for 60 seconds. I could hear the camera drones hovering around me as I lay on the roof. I had my back to the small wall that was around the edge of the building wearing just a pair of very high legged panties. I cupped my boobs to hide them from the camera drones so I at least wasn't being broadcast to the world. The panties were a trade off that had paid off, judging by the red mark where the fourth shot hit which was literally millimetres below the elastic of my panties I would be naked if I had opted for standard panties.

I heard them securing the building as the window covers got rolled down and locked, leaving the only way in the main door, which they rigged up with grenades and retreated to cover the door. Four squads of four equalled 16 blokes, who were unlikely to want to have any bed time chat. Our only hope was that the game only had 5 minutes to run.

I assume they also saw the time limit and decided against advancing as nothing happened, no attempt to breach the building or anything, the clock counted down, the buzzer went off so I peeked over the wall up on the roof to see that there was no one around. I looked around the field and the surrounding tree line, but no movement, nothing. I climbed back down into the building and handed the girls their clothes that had been on the roof. They all just put panties on knowing that everything else would get taken off us anyway.

The girls who got screwed went straight to medical to check for any injuries from their ordeal as we were directed back towards the weapons room. "Hang your weapons up," a robotic voice said, followed by "Remove any armour and drop it into laundry," Before finally saying, "Strip to panties and exit towards debriefing."

It was a standard drill and we all obediently did as we were told, each of us crossing our arms to cover ourselves as we walked down the corridor only wearing our panties on the way to the debriefing room where our day to day clothes were waiting for us. A male soldier came into the debriefing room and said, "You lucky bitches," before adding, "saved by the bell."

"I know," Debbie said, "shoddy, obvious trap."

"Obvious and you walked straight into it," he said, "luckily for Fi they are a shit shot."

We all just stared at the floor not really knowing what to say, "But!" He shouted jerking our attention back onto him, "You did a lot better than the other female squad."

"We were lax, silly mistakes cost us," Lisa said.

"You splitting the credits evenly or is Fi paying for her own mistake?" he asked. We all won credits, but I lost so many as I lost three items of clothing and got pinned in.

"Evenly," Debbie said, "wasn't Fi's fault, I was in command."

We watched the video of the match which automatically cut and played only the highlights, I cringed as I watched myself climb up onto the roof, in full view before dropping to the ground as they fired at me. I cringed at the stupidity of myself, and realised how lucky I was that they didn't just headshot me and undress me at their leisure. It seemed like eternity as I lay against the wall still clutching the rifle before dropping it and covering myself up. By then it was a little late as they had already broadcast the view of me only wearing panties to an audience of millions.

The camera switched to inside the building showing the two naked girls slumped on the floor as the other two were being undressed. They were ordered to get onto their hands and knees as the first four blokes forced their way into their dry anus's. The girls were yelping and squealing as their back doors got smashed in before the guys drilled them hard and fast cumming without warning and just pulling out. Instantly replaced by another each girl took three up the wrong hole before being ordered to clean each other up with their tongues, inside and out. I physically heaved when I saw one of them push their tongue up her friends abused anus as it dribbled three different blokes semen out of it. The video ended with the comment, "Put the clothes on the roof, lets see how stupid they are."

We returned to our room in silence, the sombre tone slowly lifting throughout the day. Yeah we had won and made some nice credits, but in a longer game we would have been in a world of trouble, and that really hit home after watching that other squad get screwed.

"She is shit though," I heard Debbie say as I lay in bed pretending to be asleep.

"What do you suggest?" Sarah asked.

"I vote we replace her," Debbie said, "look at the market, there are a lot of solo soldiers looking for a squad who bring a lot more to the table than her."

"Bit shitty though isn't it?" Sarah said, "I mean, just kicking her out. She will get fucked solo... Literally."

"If we keep her I think we will end up getting fucked because of her... Literally," Debbie said back.

Sarah didn't reply before Debbie added, "You see what happened to that squad before earlier?"

"Yeah, didn't look like fun," Sarah said.

"Understatement of the fucking century," Debbie whispered, "dunno about you but I don't want that to happen to me any time soon."

"Yeah but..." Sarah started before being interrupted by Lisa, "yeah but nothing, fuck her, liability and prone to mistakes, good tracker, but I would rather lose a few credits by not finding people than get fucked because of her messing up."

My heart sank as I realised they were talking about me, I curled up into a tighter ball in bed holding back the tears. They were going to back stab me, literally. Squads were dynamic after a new update to the game rules which allowed movement between squads via an added market system. Transfers were free, to transfer you disabled the member you wanted to transfer to allow your new squad member to take her squad tag, taking her place.

I lay in bed, wide awake and unable to sleep as I played the conversation around in my head. I knew there was nothing that I could do, after checking the market it was a done deal. The girl they mentioned was now "pending" under squad status. I took a deep breath and controlled my breathing, keeping the tears under control I eventually fell asleep.

"Fi," Debbie said shaking me to wake me up.

"Eh? What?" I asked.

"Something to tell you," she said as I opened my eyes seeing them all sat around.

I looked at the floor and just said, "I know, I heard you."

"And you aren't bothered?" Lisa asked sounding confused.

"Cause I am fucking bothered," I blurted out, "but it is a done deal isn't it, so fuck ya all."

They all just sat there in silence, I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as the adrenaline surged through me. It was the first time I had properly shown aggression and they were all clearly shocked. "Sorry," Debbie said, "it will all work out."

"Sure it will," I said kicking the covers back, "but for who?"

I could see the tears in Sarah's eyes as she just sat there in silence as I closed the bathroom door and went for a shower. I came back out in silence and prepared for the day ahead. I packed my stuff back into my bag ensuring I had all my items in it. I knew the guards would sort all that out, but it made me feel a bit better.

We walked to the briefing room in silence, and I must admit I didn't listen to any of it, wasn't overly bothered what they were saying. My plan was get betrayed and hope that when I came back round after the stun I hadn't been captured.

We were dropped into the arena at a random spot and we all did our job. Even I did my job, it was built into me to do it, yes they were all bitches and I sincerely hoped they all got ass fucked by 12 inch long monsters, but I suppose for every door that closed one opened as they say, I just hoped the door that opened wasn't going to be my back door... Forcefully... Repeatedly...

"K," Debbie said, "see you around I guess."

Before I even turned around I felt a rush to the head and then just blacked out. I came back around tied up in a small room. I struggled against the restraints but there was no point, so I just waited. After a while the door opened and a girl stepped in. She was very tall, blonde short hair, blue eyes. Her nice pert round breasts were stretching her camouflaged t-shirt as she saw me and smiled.

With no hello, or even acknowledging me she raised her pistol and I felt a dull thump between my breasts as shot me in the chest. My top disintegrated revealing my bra, she removed my squad tag from around my neck and put it around hers. She smiled at me and nodded towards my bra.

"What?" I asked staring her in the eyes.

"Not got much up top do ya?" she sneered.

"Least they aren't fake," I sniped back nodding towards hers.

"Cheeky bitch," she snapped back and slapped me across the face.

"Yeah fuck off," I snapped back at her staring her in the eyes again.

"Gobby little bitch aren't you considering you are tied up," she said grinning at me as she raised her pistol again and I felt a thud against my leg as she shot me and my trousers disappeared.

I didn't reply, I was indeed in a poor situation. "Bra or panties?" she asked.

"Eh?" I muttered.

"Bra or panties..." she repeated.

"You gonna strip me?" I asked her hearing a break in my voice as the situation started to hit home.

"Oh, not so gobby now are you," she mocked, "I am on a good bonus to show the world your privates."

"Please don't," I begged.

"Giving you the choice," she said, "ya wanna lose the panties or bra?"

"Bra," I said.

"That halves my bonus..." she said, "but okay," as she raised her pistol again and shot my bra then I blacked out again.

I came back around laid on the floor wearing just my panties. Grateful for being untied I stood up and looked around the room. She had left me a pistol which I picked up before slowly pushing the door open slightly so I could see out.

The cool breeze reminded me as I opened the door that I was only wearing panties and I closed the door again. Inside the building I was safe from camera drones, but I was also at a POI, so it was likely someone would use the house as they are good for fortifying or just generally having a rest. I pondered it for a few moments, but was distracted as I heard some gun fire and voices.

I peeked out of the window and could see a running fire fight a couple of hundred meters away along a tree line. Looked like some girls had been ambushed and had panicked. They were being picked off one at a time as more and more skin got put on show. It was strange to watch, almost like a comedy sketch as 4 girls ran along a ridge line with their clothes disappearing. I couldn't see if they were being stripped totally naked or just as close as possible and then incapacitated.

I watched the girls get rounded up by nine men by my count, Three squads I quizzed myself with three of them still hidden giving a total of twelve? Or just a solo guy hanging on maybe. My question was answered as an argument and a fight broke out between them, as a single guy was disarmed and told to "fuck off."

The winners disappeared with their prizes as the solo guy started to head in my direction. I clutched my gun and considered my options. He was walking towards the door, so leaving wasn't an option. I watched him get within 50 meters before ducking down and hiding behind the door. After a few minutes I heard the latch click and the door slowly creek open. I aimed my pistol at the back of his head and slowly pulled the trigger.

"What is that?" He muttered to himself as he bent down just as I pulled the trigger, my shot bouncing against the wall of the house as he turned his attention from what was on the floor towards the door.




Combat Arena Ch. 02



"Shit," I said as I started to raise the pistol and aim again, firing again I missed in my panic and he reacted quicker than me, as his fist connected with my stomach dropping me to the floor.

He kicked my pistol away from me and put his foot on my back as he looked around and I recovered my breath. "That your sock?" He asked pointing towards the floor.

I just nodded, cursing myself that I didn't spot it earlier, not that it was any use to wear, but it had just cost me the upper hand to say the least. "You alone?" He asked looking around.

"Yeah," I said quietly deciding cooperation was my best bet of getting out of this.

"Betrayed?" He asked dragging me to my feet and sitting me in the chair instantly aiming the pistol at me when I moved.

"Yeah," I said lifting my hands and opening my fingers so he could see I didn't have anything.

"Me too," he said, "Bastards aren't they."

"Yeah, guess so," I said just trying to be neutral as I tried to work out a way of escape.

"Oh well, looking good for me," he said looking at me and smiling.

He undid his trousers and pushed them down to his ankles before sliding his boxers down as well revealing himself to me. I just stared as his cock bounced free from his underwear in a semi erect state. He was pretty big from what it looked like, just his balls looked big, and his cock was way longer than how low they were hanging. "You gonna be a good girl?" He asked.

"No.." I said trying to be authoritative but hearing the shaking in my voice.

"Convincing," he said mocking me, "you have two choices, get on your knees voluntarily and suck me off, or I make you do it."

I just stared at his cock as he waited for my answer, "Oh, and if I make you do it your ass gets fucked as well."

I got onto my knees and took him in my mouth, kneading his balls between my fingers I felt him grow to full length to what felt like half way down my throat and he wasn't even balls deep in my mouth. I gagged and pulled him out as I caught my breath before sucking his head and licking him.

I settled into a rhythm, bobbing my head up and down his shaft as he rested his hand on my head and started to thrust in time with my bobbing up and down. "Take your panties off," he ordered.

I shook my head as I sucked him off very aware if I took them off voluntarily it was a massive points loss. I felt his fingers pinch my cheeks and lift me up using my face. I struggled but his grip was too strong, "Take... Your... Panties... Off," he said again.

I quickly lifted my knee catching him perfectly in his balls, his grip releasing as he dropped to his knees. Before he even looked up I had already lifted my leg up again and it was already flying forwards between his legs. I felt his balls against my bare foot as it landed perfectly between his legs. "Fucking bitch," he groaned as he clutched his testicles.

I looked at the door, but then turned around again, I had the upper hand. I picked up my pistol and pointed it at his head. He looked up at me and grimaced as he moved, I assume his nuts were a bit sore.

"Get on your back," I ordered to which he instantly complied.

I pointed the gun at him and smiled, "Dildo," I said, "12 inches."

The colour in his face drained as a drone de cloaked, materialised a 12 inch dildo which dropped to the floor before cloaking again.

I looked at him, then the dildo, then back to him again, "Go on then,"I said grinning at him, "or I do it for you."

He slowly reached for the dildo before slowly pushing it up his own ass. He yelped as it entered him before he just looked at me.

"All the way in," I said grinning at him.

"Fuck off," he said his face straining from the combination of a 12 incher up his bum and his still aching balls.

I smiled as on my HUD I saw the credits count up before slowly raising the pistol to between his legs before repeating, "all the way in..."

He grimaced as he pushed it as deep as he could and still hold it. I smiled at him before raising the pistol to his penis and firing. The shot instantly caused his cock to go rock hard and triggered his orgasm as a jet of semen fired out of his cock flying a good meter into the air before landing on his chest. A second and third spasm ejected two more streams of his cream before he blacked out, the dildo still inside him.

"In the house," I heard someone shout.

"Shit," I said as I looked out of the window to see a squad about 200 meters away, knowing that there was no way I could take all four of them on I threw the door open and ran outside. Forgetting the pistol I was left unarmed, only wearing my panties as I just ran, logic and reason was of no concern to me at that moment in time, fight or flight, and I had picked flight. I ran into the trees for the cover, leaping over obstacles I saw and stumbling over obstacles that I didn't see. I could feel the branches of the trees whipping and slashing at my exposed skin, but escape was the only thing on my mind.

After I could run no more I swung around and looked where I came from, looking for movement and listening for sound. I could hear my heart beat in my own ears as a dull, but very fast, thud thud thud. I looked down at myself as I stood in a small clearing in the forest, my black panties were holding together by a thread on the left side where they had been torn by the branches that I had pretty much just run through. I had a few scratches on my legs, breasts and chest, a couple of which were bleeding, but other than that, I was okay.

I was just about to start to cry with relief, fear, shame, pain, which I wont know as I felt a tug at my ankle. I looked down in time to see a tentacle twisting around my foot and tighten around my ankle. "Shit"" I said to myself as I tried to run, but it had hold of me tightly and I just fell over face first. A second tentacle wrapped around my right wrist, not too tight as it hurt or cut off the blood supply, but tight enough to make me realise that I was going no where.

I moved my left hand around as my other ankle got secured in a vain hope to slow the trap down. "Time," I said desperately looking up in front of me. A drone de cloaked, projected a hologram of "00:23:15... 00:23:14... 00:23:13" before re cloaking and disappearing.

"Fuck," I said out loud to myself.

I stopped fighting back, and the trap seemed to recognise the submission as it easily secured my left wrist and manoeuvred itself so I was suspended in the air. A 5th tentacle, thicker than the 4 securing my arms and legs wrapped around my waist to support my weight. I felt a pull behind me against my torn panties as the already ruined waist band snapped with no real resistance causing them to slide down on the left hand side. Just enough to slip off my hip and show a bit of skin, but I was still covered, if barely. I felt them slip on the right hand side to the same position which put them off my hips and just about hugging between my legs. My bum was fully exposed, as was the slit of my vagina. The tentacles held me still as the torn panties slowly lost their battle with gravity as they slid down my legs until the right side hooked around my foot and ankle before slipping entirely off and onto the floor.

The two tentacles holding my ankles slowly started to move apart taking my legs with them, I tried to resist, but there was no point, these things could do what they wanted to a drugged up bio boosted combat marine so there was very little I could do. I stopped struggling after a few moments and the tentacles stopped with my legs at about 90 degrees to each other. A smaller tentacle started to edge its way up the inside of my right leg, up over my ankle, and knee, then the inside of my thigh before I felt a velvety touch against my pussy. "No no no no," I begged as I pulled away as it pushed against my dry pussy.

It gently stroked against my pussy each stroke applying more and more pressure. I gasped in surprise and pleasure as with no warning it darted to my clit and pressed against it as it vibrated. "Oh wow," I mouthed as I bent my legs upwards which the tentacles allowed as this "thing" gave me an orgasm in three seconds before stopping just as quickly.

I felt once again the velvet texture of the tentacle push against my entrance, only this time there was no resistance and it slid inside me effortlessly. I moaned softly, in my own world as this machine did as it wanted to me. It was hard to believe it was a machine as it gently pulsed inside me simulating a continuously orgasming cock as a second tentacle appeared from no where and once again pushed against my clit.

Two further tiny tentacles curled around my erect nipples and gently but firmly tugged them. Looking down at my chest I watched these almost string thin tentacles tugging my nipples as the head of each one twisted itself and attached itself onto the end of each nipple it's velvety "mouth" totally enclosing each nipple. My vision blurred as my eyes rolled into the back of my head as I orgasmed again as my nipples got played with like never before. The sensation of the concentrated tugging and pinching of my nipples, combined with the full encapsulation of the velvety soft "mouth" covering them was amazing.

I knew my ordeal, and orgasms were being broadcast to whoever was watching at the time, which was probably approaching 100 million people at this prime time. Yet despite knowing this, I didn't really care, I would have happily let this machine do what it was doing for the rest of my life, if someone was to tell me that I was now to die, at this moment in time, with my nipples being caressed and sucked, my pussy filled with a pulsing phallus and my clit being sucked all simultaneously, I really wouldn't have cared. I no longer knew what was orgasm, and what was just sensation. I could feel my own juices from my spasming pussy dribbling down the inside of my thighs as each uncontrolled and humiliating orgasm ejected a little more of my juices down the inside of my legs.

I was jerked back to reality when I felt a jab at my back door, but it immediately pulled back before I could react. The sensation of what was happening faded slightly as I could feel the tentacles shifting, for what I was not sure, although if the jab was a tester, it was probably going to get painful.

I could feel tentacles tighten around the top of my thighs as I was tilted forwards. I felt gentle strokes across my backside before it parted my cheeks and held them open. It was then I realised that it was displaying my about to be abused anus to the camera. I was about to provide one of the famous before and after shots which do the rounds across office e-mail systems. I saw them when I was on the outside, there were usually 10 or so puckered up arses and when you clicked them they switched to the "after", usually dribbling various bodily fluids and wide enough to take a bus normally.

"Time," I said as the projection displayed 10 minutes still remaining.

The display flickered and displayed, "Dry or lubed," as almost instantly numbers started to tick up next to each of them. It was a vote as to whether my back door got violated very painfully, or slightly less painfully.

I just stared as the numbers ticked up, faster than you could see the vote ended in-favour of "dry", and although I cant recall exact figure over 5 million people had voted to watch me get anally fucked with no lube. Not bad at 1 credit a vote in less than a minute is it.

Once again my back door got jabbed, only this time it didn't pull away when I resisted, it just slowly but surely applied more and more pressure. It was powerful, but I was determined as I clenched with all my might to stop it getting inside me.

"Shit..." I breathed barely audible as I felt the tip of the tentacle force open my rear entrance. The sharp stabbing pain flooded through me as it switched to an intense burning as I got stretched open slowly but surely as I started to lose the battle.

All my attention had been switched from pleasure to defence as I felt the tentacle slowly forcing it's way inside of me as it applied more and more pressure.

I heard myself yelp and then in a long drawn out fading breath I moaned, "noooooooooo," as my back door got overpowered and my anal virginity got taken.

I felt the tentacle go deep into me, and with each thrust it grew thicker and thicker each time forcing my anus open wider, slowly but surely, mm by mm I was being forced open and I could feel the tentacle inside me where it really shouldn't be. I felt a tear trickle down my cheek as my anus surrendered and I got violated. My eyes bulged as I just stared straight ahead into the trees, I heard myself squeal as my bum got stretched by the machine. I mouthed the words "Oh... Shit..." silently as the tentacle rammed deep into my bowels as a second slammed deep into my pussy.

It slowly worked the tentacle that was up my bum, gently but deliberately moving in and out of me as my arse got used to being fucked for the first time. As my bum slowly got used to the invader the pain slowly faded to just a burning sensation as it speeded up its thrusting. I relaxed into the support of the machine which was doing what it wanted to me anyway, being tense was just making my arms and legs sore as it penetrated front and back at the same time.

I could feel my clit being gently caressed as one tentacle pulled out of my pussy the other was plunging up my bum, and while the one up my bum retracted the other penetrated my pussy. It was going deep into my pussy as it sensed what I could take and adjusted depth and girth in real time. Unfortunately the one behind me was doing the same thing to my bum. "FIVE MINUTES" was broadcast over the announcing system which triggered the machine to switch rhythm.

I yelped and wriggled as the tentacle up my bum pushed deeper than it had before causing a sharp stabbing pain followed by an intense burning sensation as I felt it swell to fully stretch my anus. The one in my pussy reduced in length so it was just short of my cervix, but increased girth stretching my pussy before starting to slide in and out of me. The pace quickened as my nipples got sucked and my clit got sucked as well.

My tummy was tingling, my nipples were almost painful it was feeling that nice and my clit felt like it was on fire. I knew I was being built up to an almighty orgasm, but I was defenceless as my body betrayed me. "Oooo fuck... Yeah..." I moaned as my orgasm hit home like a train.

I bucked my hips and could hear myself begging it not to stop as I climaxed. My whole body rippled and twitched as I came. I didn't think I was capable of squirting when orgasming, but I felt juices squirt down my legs as my body convulsed with possibly the best and most intense orgasm I had ever had.

The buzzer to end the game rang and the machine instantly retracted and I tumbled 10 feet or so towards the floor landing in an untidy, wet and naked undignified heap. I felt an intense burning sensation before blacking out.

I woke up back in a single room, my stuff neatly laid out on the desk as it had been transferred from my previous squads room. I realised I was naked as I came around, but was under the covers in bed. I was laying on my back and there was a nurse just packing up.

I just watched her in silence until she noticed that I was awake, she smiled at me in a warm comforting manor as I realised I couldn't move. She pressed a button that was attached to her uniform and a few moments later a tall man came in and looked at me. 

"Dr Firl," he said introducing himself, "are you comfortable?"

I didn't reply as I tried to nod, but couldn't move. I just stared at him wondering what was going on.

"You broke your pelvis," Dr Firl said, "clean in two. You have been injected with nano bots that will repair your bone in a couple of hours."

"Why can't I move?" I asked.

"Nano bots paralyse you to aid healing, "he answered in a comforting tone.

"Will I be okay?" I asked.

"Yes," he replied, his smile radiating a warmth that I instantly trusted, "you will be fine."

"K," I said.

"How do you feel?" He asked.

"Numb," I said.

"Any pain?" He asked.

"Don't think so," I replied, pausing to mentally check my own body over for any pain anywhere.

"Good," he said, "like I said, couple of hours and you will be fine. The paralysis will wear off quickly once the healing is done."

"How did I break my pelvis?" I asked.

"When the machine dropped you bounced off a rock in the floor, error of arena design which has been corrected," he said matter of factly.

I didn't reply, I just looked at him as he added, "you probably didn't even feel it. The serious injury detection technology in your blood stream knocks you out before any pain can be felt normally."

"I just need to take a quick x-ray just to check the healing accuracy if that is okay?" He asked.

"Erm, yeah," I said.

"I will need to remove the covers," he said reaching forwards, "are you wearing anything?"

"No," the nurse said before I reacted, "She is naked Dr."

"Totally?" He quizzed.

"Yes," I replied.

"Oh, okay," he said before looking at me, "Am I okay to remove the covers or would you prefer a female doctor?"

"It is fine," I said finding it weird he even asked, multiple millions of people have just watched me orgasm my brains out which he could watch if he wanted.

He gently lifted the covers away from me and folded them back on themselves exposing my naked body. He paused for a length of time that was long enough to be noticeable, but not long enough to be uncomfortable as he had a good look at my nakedness. He held a hand-held device against my hip on my left side before letting go of it, the machine automatically scanning my hips on one side, before floating over to the other and doing the same. It instantly displayed the results onto the holographic display that was on my desk. The Dr looked at it for a few moments before saying, "yep, healing fine."

He turned to the nurse and said, "K, just keep an eye on her, if she isn't up and about in a couple of hours give me a call."

"Will do Dr," she said.

They both left the room and I heard the electronic lock engage on the door leaving me naked with no covers on. I was going to call her back to cover me up, but it was warm anyway and the door would only open for me or anyone who was authorised, which was only medical staff. "TV on," I said triggering the room entertainment system. "Replay," I said, "highlights."

The display flickered as the system recalled my match from the database, the retina scan confirming my identity and authority to watch the replay before playing the previous match for me to watch.

I cringed and almost felt pain again as I watched what the machine did to me, it actually split my back door causing a trickle of blood to run down my leg which the camera drones focused on and broadcast to the world as I just moaned and squealed my way to nirvana. As I orgasmed the camera angles switched several times showing my pussy and anus pulsing with each orgasm. It then switched to show me falling to the floor, first at full speed then at slow motion before displaying a super slow motion close up replay complete with CGI overlay of my pelvis visibly breaking along with the "pop" sound as it did so.

I heard my door lock engage and open as the nurse came back in, "You okay?" She asked.

"Yeah," I said instinctively covering between my legs with my hands, "think so."

"Oh, sorry," she said as she saw me cover up.

"Tis okay," I said dragging the covers up and over me.

She saw what I was watching and smiled at me, "How is the ass?"

"Sore," I said.

"I bet," she replied before asking, "can you move okay?"

"Erm, yeah," I said moving my arms and legs around to prove it.

"Why do you do it?" She asked me as she updated my notes on her tablet.




Combat Arena Ch. 02



"Do what?" I asked.

"Fight," she said.

"Oh," I said, "no choice, shit out in the real world, it was either here or on my knees for an executive earning minimum wage, may as well earn decent cash."

"Is it really that bad?" She asked looking concerned.

I just nodded in response to her.

"You will need to go to physio and have a general fitness check when you are ready," she said looking at my notes on her hand-held device before asking, "you okay getting up?"

"Yeah I think so," I said.

"Okay, no rush then, take it easy to start with," she said, "oh, physio is staff as well, male and female, don't go naked or even topless ideally," she added.

"K, thanks, do I have any clothes?" I asked.

"Erm, yeah you should at least have the standard issue things," she said checking my wardrobe and showing me the items. "Will leave you to it, if you need a hand just buzz us, I will remove the medi tag off your door so no one can get in except you or people you allow," she said.

Satisfied she was gone I kicked the covers back and stood up. My hip was aching as I put my weight onto it, but I suppose it would be, a few hours earlier it was in two separate pieces. I carefully took some steps, supporting my weight as I went until I was happy that I could support myself. I gingerly lifted my leg as I felt my hip ache, but eventually managed to put my panties back on again and slipped on a t-shirt. I left my room and headed towards the medi bays.

Over the next two weeks I spent all of my free time in physio. After all when I wasn't competing, I wasn't earning. The medical staff concentrated on my hips and legs to ease the movement in them which took a lot of 1 to 1 physio before I was deemed fit enough to go back into the arena.

I went back to my room and started to browse catalogue. I checked my funds and I had 20k credits, which is a decent years wage which I had earnt in 3 games, 1 of which was hardly a shining success. I booked myself onto a few training sessions including, combat, evasion, stealth as well as some general fitness ones. I was solo now, I needed to be good, I needed to be good quickly.

As it was 20:30 and I wasn't planning on going out again I stripped to my panties dropping my clothes into the laundry before settling down onto my bed to watch some trash TV. "20 grand," I said to myself shaking my head in disbelief as I watched TV, which was truly shit.

The air conditioning was set a little too cool now I was semi naked and I could feel the skin around my nipples being pulled as the cold air had slowly turned them into bullet hard buttons on my chest. I looked down at myself and smiled, my small A cup breasts were more or less doubled in height off my chest by the erect nipple on top of it. "21 degrees," I said out loud being instantly answered by an ascending series of fast beeps as the computer acknowledged my request and increased the temperature in the room.

I reached up and rested my hands over my breasts, initially to warm them as the air conditioning kicked in, but I soon found my fingers gently twisting them. The sensation quickly turned from a simple tugging on my chest, to a tingle on my chest before slowly drifting south until I felt a warmth between my legs. I aggressively squeezed my left nipple until I winced and released it instantly. I bit my lip as I teased myself, firmly, but carefully I twisted and pulled my nipples before sliding my right hand down the front of my panties, my fingers being greeted with my own excitement. I was horny, very horny.

"Toy," I said to which the computer did the same ascending beep as before as a holographic selection panel appeared to the left of me. I rolled onto my side to face it and to read the options.

I started to go down each option in turn and the sub options as well:

Mouth - "Yes"

Deep throat - "No"

Ejaculate in mouth - "Yes"

Choke / Gag - "No"

Vaginal penetration - "Yes"

Girth - "Full"

Depth - "Full"

Intensity - "High"

Ejaculate - "Yes", "Me first"

Clitoral stimulation - "Yes".

It was going to screw my mouth and my pussy at the same time, was going to cum in my mouth and eventually inside me, but only after I have cum. I hesitated at the "anal" options. I had always selected "no", in fact I would have selected the "hell no" option if it was there in the past, but maybe... maybe this time...

Anal penetration - "Yes"

Artificial lubrication - "Yes"

Girth - "Smallest"

Depth - "Medium"

Intensity - "Gentle"

Ejaculate - "no"

I hesitated for a few moments longer before scrolling back up to anal penetration and selecting "no" then "yes" again, then finally "random" before selecting confirm and closing my eyes. The options below "random" would be used, but actual anal penetration would be a surprise if it happened.

The machine was silent, totally silent as it hovered above me. There was no tell tale sign that it was there, yet alone less than a foot above my face as an appendage slowly extended from its "body". I visibly jumped slightly as it touched my lips, but opened my mouth for it allowing it to silently fill my mouth, stopping with precision short of setting my gag reflex off it gently started to thrust into my mouth as I sucked it.

The texture of it in my mouth was as identical to a real penis as was possible, asking me, or anyone to explain the difference so they could fix it was not possible, yet you knew, whether it was psychological or not I don't know, but blind tests gave inconclusive results across millions of test subjects. Even the taste was that taste, again, how do you describe it, a musky, slightly sweaty taste, but sweaty in a good way.

I could feel it gently tugging at my panties as the scent of sex started to fill my nostrils as my mouth got filled. I opened my legs as although that stopped my panties being slid down I knew that it would just snap them off and not bother removing them. It gently pushed against my clit through the material causing me to moan. I felt my own wetness soak into the thin material of my panties as it released the pressure between my legs.

I felt the elastic around each side of the panties simultaneously go loose and then fall away to the sides leaving just the triangle of material between my legs. It was soon moved out of the way and gently but firmly pulled away from underneath me leaving me naked. Still sucking the appendage in my mouth I lifted my arms above my head and waited patiently. I momentarily pushed it out of my mouth so I could speak, "secure" I said before the appendage slipped between my lips again.

The same ascending beep sequence acknowledged my request as I felt two things wrap around my wrists before pulling them together and securing me to the bed head. I moaned loudly as it perfectly landed on my clit and moments later plunged its full length deep inside me. My eyes widened as it slipped inside me deeper and deeper. I flinched as it pushed aggressively against my cervix causing the room to blur as I went cross eyed. "Fuck," I moaned almost silently as my body got used to the sudden penetration.

Without warning the one in my mouth pulsed and fired onto my tongue, ribbon after ribbon of salty gloopy liquid was deposited onto my tongue as it "came" into my mouth before retracting back out of my mouth. The taste was identical to the real thing although it was just a simulated liquid, I swallowed it anyway as soon as it pulled out.

The one deep inside me was holding as deep as it could physically go, any deeper it would be in my womb as it gently pulsed inside me. I could feel my orgasm building, and it knew it, the sensors in the machine knew exactly what I was doing, and how close I was probably before I knew it myself. The velvety mouth wrapped around my clit forming a seal before vibrating and flicking something against me. I arched my back and twisted my legs together as far as it would let me as I shuddered to orgasm.

It felt like it was trying to tear me in half as my own pussy violently gripped and released the appendage as the orgasm rippled through me. I could hear myself begging it to not stop, I was begging a machine to fuck me. It pulled back a bit allowing me to breathe again, my exposed breasts moving up and down as I caught my breath, the space between them glistened with beads of my own sweat which ran into the nape of my neck before trickling down onto the bedsheets.

"K," I said almost panting for breath.

"Confirm," it replied.

"Done," I said, "confirm."

It retracted back into its body and disappeared back into the workstation at the foot of my bed leaving me naked, on my back, my legs still wide open and although released my hands were still holding onto the bedhead as though they were still bound. I caught my breath and closed my legs a little surprised as I felt something dribble out of me. I reached down and checked, it had cum inside me and I didn't even feel it.

After a few minutes I got to my feet using the bed as support until my legs worked properly again. I went into the bathroom and got into the shower and switched it in. I stood in it, not moving as it washed me clean automatically. It dried me using the jets so I climbed out and put on some new panties. I threw the cut ones that were still on the floor where they got dropped into the recycling and got back into bed again which had automatically been changed while I was in the shower.

I quickly fell asleep although it was only 22:00, it was the start of the training tomorrow.



Combat Arena Ch. 03



I was prone, laying motionless to the left of a rock that was on top of a ledge that was around 20 feet above the floor of the thin forest. It gave a good view of the land on front of me, although it created a huge blind spot behind me. Still, I could see the drone that I was against around one hundred metres, or so, in front of me. I was controlling my breathing, watching it through the sights of my 4x scoped, semi-automatic rifle. I tracked it with the sights, my breathing steady, as I slowly squeezed the trigger.

It was only a training game, there was nothing required to be on the line, but my trainer and I were playing for clothes, as usual. As this was my last session, if I win, he agreed to put a month's extra TV package on for me. If he wins, he gets to program a drone to do what it wants to me, while he watches. It tends to add an edge to your decisions, if your body is on the line. The scores were three each, although it was three-nil to him, before I pulled it back to three all. I wasn't sure if he was just toying with me, or if I was actually giving him a challenge. Either way, I was down to my panties, while he was just wearing his boxers although he was in the control room using training drones, as opposed to actually being in the holographic arena.

I watched the drone, the briefing said that there was only one, and I could see it, so I was fairly confident. 

The arena itself replicated outside conditions and although the sun was out, it was early in the year, so not cold as such, but not the sort of temperature you wanted to be only wearing your panties in. My concentration drifted for a few moments, as I became aware of my coolness. 

I felt a tap on my shoulder, which caused me to jump.

A second drone was hovering above me silently, its gun trained to my head as the scenery around me distorted and switched back to a blue grid of the inside of the training arena.

"Fuck," I cursed to myself, as I stood up.

"Sloppy, Fi," the trainer said through my earpiece.

"Fuck off. There was only supposed to be one drone," I replied back. "The briefing said so."

"There was. You were tracking a decoy," he said. "Never assume anything. You took up a shit position and paid the price."

"Yeah, I know," I snapped back, pissed at myself for falling for a decoy. Looking at it now, it was obviously a decoy. It had no detail to it, although the shape was there. My second defeat was to misleading intelligence and had cost me my trousers. This one. that was just down to pure stupidity, had just cost me my panties. 

I took my headset off, as I walked towards the door. It opened for me, letting me back into the central room, where Steve was standing half-naked, smiling at me.

"Remember," he said, putting down his headset and turning to face me. "You are in it for the long haul. Missing a few points is better than being captured 5 minutes in and having 11 hours 55 mins of abuse."

"Yeah, I know," I said, "but the briefing said one drone..."

"And there was," he repeated, "This is survival Fi, you don't have to win, survival alone means you live a comfortable life."

"Still a dirty trick," I argued.

"Maybe so, but to fall for similar misinformation twice is poor, you are better than that. You picked a poor location and relied on enemy's stupidity. Do it in the arena and you will get fucked," he said, looking at me, with a glint of compassion in his eyes, as he said it.

"Yeah, I know. Sorry," I said, looking at the floor, feeling like a scolded school kid.

"Don't be sorry. Just learn," he said, offering a small smile, as he calmed his voice.

"Yeah, I know..." I said.

"But at this exact second, I believe I now own your panties," he said, holding out his hand.

"Let me off for cheating?" I said, looking at him. doing my best wide-eyed, puppy-dog look.

"Oh, I dunno," he said. "Quite looking forwards to watching you go cross-eyed."

I didn't reply. I just looked at him with sad-puppy eyes, but he just smiled at me and continued setting up the drone that was going to make me squeal. 

"Hmm," he said, raising my hopes, but he continued, "Mouth free, I think, so I can hear you clearly, as it rams your ass."

"Aww, come on," I pleaded. "Not my ass. You know I don't like that. You did cheat. Come on. Please, don't."

"Make me a counter offer," he said, looking at me.

I knew exactly what he meant. Hand jobs were accepted payment in modern culture, and even when married, hand jobs were accepted as not being unfaithful. "K," I said, "I will give you a hand job?"

He looked at me for a few seconds. Smiling at me, as his eyes wandered down across my chest to my high leg-cut, black panties, that were hugging what he wanted to see between my legs. 

"Give me a blow-job and swallow, and we will say you won, so you get the extra TV subs for a month, as agreed."

I just smiled at him. 

The corruption was rife throughout the entire system and in the grand scheme of things, a blow-job, behind closed doors, with no witnesses or broadcasting, was a small price to pay to keep my panties and get extra TV sub for a month, too. 

I slowly walked up to him, kissed him on the cheek and then his lips.

He kissed me back.

My hand delicately pulled the front of his boxers away from his body, freeing up his already half-erect penis. Guiding him out through the unbuttoned fly of his shorts, I gently took hold of him in my hand. 

He was big, but that was of no surprise. Male enhancement was more popular than breast enhancement in Hollywood, in the days of old. I slowly stroked my hand up and down his shaft, using his pre-cum to lubricate my hand, so it slipped up and down his length.

He stopped kissing me, as he moaned, gently pushing me back, so he could watch my relatively small hand stroking up and down his length. 

His pubes were untrimmed and starting to grey, giving away his true age, which I concluded must have been well into his sixties. His hair clearly dyed black on his head. 

I gave him a final kiss on his lips, before sinking to my knees in front of him. I kissed his cock-head, allowing my lips to part just enough, so he could feel the warmth of my mouth, contrasted with the coolness of my breath, as I breathed out.

"Fuck me," he breathed, as he stared at me.

"You will need to do more than upgrade my TV sub for that treatment," I said, as I looked up at him, my free left hand squeezing his balls until he flinched. 

His cock already rock-hard. I could feel it pulsing with his heartbeat, in my firm grip. It almost felt like it was reaching out to slip into my mouth.

He just smiled at me, looking into my eyes, as I knelt in front of him, his cock inches away from my mouth, as I looked back at him. 

He was married and I knew he wouldn't risk his marriage to screw me, but it was always fun to tease. 

It had also been a long time since I had had it. Machines were good, but nothing felt like the real thing. Truth be told, if he had said he would, I would probably have given up my TV-upgrade for him to fuck my brains out, right there and then. 

It was a strange culture we lived in. In the eyes of relationships, a hand-job was fine, a blow-job was pushing your luck, but full-on intercourse was grounds for immediate divorce and total asset loss. 

I waited a few moments hopefully, but he just held his smile as he looked at me, so I opened my mouth and slowly moved forwards until my nose pressed against him. I held him down my throat until my gag reflex became too much and then pulled him out until his head rested on the back of my tongue.

Sealing my lips around him, I sucked the air into my lungs, the vacuum pulling him against my tongue, as my cheeks sucked in and enveloped him tightly. Holding the pressure, I gently rocked my head back and forth no more than a couple of inches, as I jacked him off using my mouth.

"I am gonna cum," he gasped, as he stared at me.

I squeezed his balls, until he flinched again, stopping him from cumming. 

"Oh you bitch," he gasped as I released my grip on his balls.

I just smiled up at him, as he started to thrust into my mouth again.

Having a real one was nice and I didn't want it to end yet. The feel of it in my mouth, the noise it made as it moved around my mouth, the feel of it sliding down my throat and over my teeth, all felt amazing.

I could feel myself getting wet and my nipples were almost hurting they were that hard.

"You horny?" he asked, looking at me.

I took over with my hand to free-up my mouth. "Yes," I replied.

"You creaming your panties?" he asked, grinning at me.

"Maybe a little," I admitted, as I could feel my wetness between my legs.

"How badly do you want it?" he asked.

"I would let you cum in my ass, as long as you fucked me properly first," I replied bluntly, smiling at him.

"Dirty bitch," he gasped. "Would love to, but..."

"Yeah I know," I replied, before taking over with my mouth again.

"Gonna cum," he gasped, as he stared at me.

I didn't reply, my mouth being full. I just smiled at him. I rose up on my knees to change the angle of his penis, so it didn't fire down my throat. I allowed him to slip out slightly to free-up my tongue. I flicked it against his tip, before swirling it around his bulging head. 

I felt his balls tighten moments before a warmth splashed against the roof of my mouth, followed by a groan. 

Moving my tongue out of the way, I just let him cum into my mouth. Each ejaculation was accompanied by a pulse of his cock and a groan from his lips, as he left four, large shots, plus a couple of dribbles of his seed in my mouth.

I pulled my head back, sealing my lips tightly around him, milking out the last bits of his seed, as he pulled out of my mouth with a popping sound. I tilted my head back and opened my mouth, so he could see his load inside. Smiling at him, I swallowed his load, as I stared into his eyes. Opening my mouth again to prove I had swallowed it all, I wiped my hand across my mouth to remove the inevitable missed bits, before standing up.

"Wow, good girl," he said, staring at me, as he tucked his still-leaking cock back into his boxers. 

"TV sub is added, and good luck, tomorrow," he added, before leaving the room towards the showers.

I placed my gun in the armoury and checked in the mirror to wipe away the streaks of cum that I had missed, before leaving the room and heading back towards my own room. 

The door opened automatically, as it detected my bio signature. 

I stripped and got into the shower. I stood motionless, allowing the shower to massage my aching muscles with focused blasts of water. I lifted my head, my wet hair falling against my back and shoulders, as the water showered me, running down my naked body.

I got out of the shower after it had dried me and climbed into bed. I had intended to just have a couple of minutes and then put on some panties to sleep in, but I fell into a restless sleep. 

My mind played over the events of the day, and the events from the previous two months, as well. My training was pretty much done. Well, done in that I was nearly out of funds, so I needed to get back into the combat again. I was ready though. Apprehensive, I guess, but I felt ready. I was trained, you could argue that I was well trained, and I felt confident. 

Saying that, I did miss the security blanket that my squad had offered. There's safety in numbers, but the next combat I was going to be in was a 12-hour match, on my own.

The alarm woke me up at 6 a.m. I blinked the sleep out of my eyes and rolled onto my back. Out of habit, I covered between my legs. I was still naked, so I wrapped the covers around me. 

I looked at the TV screen. "On," I said, out loud.

A series ascending beeps sounded, as the computer acknowledged my request and switched on the TV. It displayed the added TV sub details, before tuning to the default news channel. 

I had breakfast in my room, before heading towards the briefing room.

A sign inside the room gave the details for the upcoming match as follows:

Match – 12 hours

Arena – 8 sq. km

Contacts – Unknown

AI traps – enabled

Combatants – Squad and solo

Teamwork – Allowed, rewards divided by number in party

"Pretty standard," I muttered to myself, as I looked around.

The room had around 80 girls in it. Some were obviously in squads, some were solo and a few I wasn't sure. This was just one of the many barracks that provided players to the games, and so was of no help to knowing how many people were going to be in the arena. It could be just us, or it could be 1,000 barracks like this, with 80,000 people in total.

I had saved enough credits to kit myself up. I bought myself some tanga cut panties, if the worst came to it, at least they were harder to hit. I also bought myself the 4X scope upgrade that I was used to training with. Lastly, I bought a lubricant capsule. Anal still was my biggest worry, and for 1000c, if the worst did happen, it would burst and lubricate me, so at least I wouldn't get done dry again. Planning for the worst, but it put my mind at ease, at least.

I checked the gun out of habit, they were maintained to ridiculous levels, the cost of a jam or a failure was too much, as it had the potential to void all bets and wagers, which even in small matches crept up into the hundreds of millions worth of credits. The main matches could top a trillion.

**DEPLOYING** Echoed through the public address system, before we were taken by flying drone to various locations around the arena. Transport was quick, less than 10 seconds before I felt it begin to slow down and descend towards the ground.

I crouched as soon as I felt the ground beneath my feet, taking in the view of the forest I had been put into, as I got my bearings. It was clear, and after checking my gun again, I slowly and silently advanced in a random direction.

Every sound, every crack of a twig, or chirp of a bird was amplified in my mind as my senses were heightened. I could hear something in the distance, male voices and some sort of commotion. Unable to hear details I arced to the left, following the natural sweep of the hillside.

I could see a building surrounded by four male soldiers. One was topless from what I could see and another had lost his trousers. I couldn't see if he had underwear on or not. To make them harder to hit, very few wore boxers. The vast majority went for the brief design.

I settled down, crouching in the undergrowth to watch. Scanning my surroundings, I edged back towards an exposed tree root, which covered me from behind.

Grenades and what looked like random fire were being directed into the building. They had cornered something, but I had no idea what, and to be honest, I didn't really care.

I had the shot, I could probably take one of them out, maybe two of them, but why risk it? "In it for the long game" was all I could hear going round in my head.

I stopped breathing, as I heard a crack of a twig above me, followed by the rustle of movement. 

"Shit," I mouthed to myself. Was someone above me? 

My question was soon answered, as a single girl walked passed me, her gun aimed towards the house. She was scoped up and walked no more than 10 feet away from me. 

I silently shouldered my rifle and took out my stun-stick, which guaranteed a one-hit stun. It was the same size and weight of a knife, but was not sharp. I purposefully wrapped my fingers around it, released it and gripped it again, getting it just right. I stalked her for a few feet, until she stopped and crouched down.

In one fluid movement I reached around and covered her mouth to keep her quiet, With my left hand, I pulled her back onto the stun-stick, mercilessly plunging it into her back. 

The only noise was the sucking of air through her nose then the rustle of leaves as she collapsed onto the floor. 

Ducking to the ground again, I snatched at my rifle and scanned the tree behind me. "Was she solo?" I asked myself, as I focused on the surrounding area. As I wasn't getting peppered with gun shots, I assumed that she was solo and I lowered my gun.

Satisfied that she was alone, I pushed her onto her back. Stunned and disabled, she was fully aware of what had happened, as I stood over her. 

I just smiled at her. 

She stared back at me, and I could see the fear in her eyes. I guess I would be scared, as well, if it was me. I just wasn't stupid enough to just walk into the open.

I patted her down, stealing her ammo clips, before pushing the stun-stick against her chest again to ensure that she didn't recover and get the jump on me. I felt a momentary pang of guilt as I looked at her.

She was around my age, blonde, 5 foot 10 maybe in height. She was cute. I am not into girls, but she was attractive. I could see that. I could also see her blue eyes staring at me, filled with fear.

I switched the stun-stick to the alternative mode, tapping it against her top and then her trousers, which disintegrated. The material fell to the ground as the seams came apart, before they dissolved to nothingness. Laying on the ground only wearing her underwear, I tapped against her bra, causing it to dissolve, as well, leaving her topless. Holstering my stun-stick I pulled her panties down and tucked them into my back pack leaving her naked. 

Panties were where the money was. They gave me credits, and noting that they were not standard issue, it would also cost her credits to buy new ones for the next game.

A drone de-cloaked and offered the usual options.

Without even thinking, or really acknowledging it, or indeed her, I selected:

Mouth = Yes - choke

Vagina = Yes - large

Anal = Yes – Lubed.

My credits ticked up, as each selection got selected and confirmed. I did get slightly more credits for non-lubed anal, but it wasn't much, and I was a firm believer in karma. I pushed my guilt aside, as she lay on her back, helpless and naked, as the drone deployed three appendages.

Her eyes were wide, as she stared at me. The nanites in her body repressed her movement because of the stun. For a second my guilt returned, but then it instantly evaporated when I saw the hate, the pure unadulterated hate and loathing towards me, which was clearly visible in her eyes, as she stared at me.

I watched for a few minutes, morbid curiosity winning over compassion, as I watched the drone do what it does best. 

Stretching her to the limit, it forced itself inch by inch into her pussy. The drone jabbed against her back door as it applied the lube. 

"Anal time," I grinned.

Her eyes widened, partly in response to my comment, but also because it had penetrated her and was slowly getting deeper and deeper. She was still wide-eyed, as I watched her eyes cross in what almost looked like slow motion, as her anus surrendered to the force. She mouthed the words, "Oh fuck," as inch, after inch, after inch of phallus slowly crept up inside her anus. 

I smiled at her and left her to her fate. Ducking behind the undergrowth and heading deeper into the forest.

Cover was my best friend, not being seen was my greatest ally and picking my fights was my biggest strength. Having no dependents, no responsibilities, except for myself, was what I needed to play towards, and being mobile in the places that made squad-based activity more difficult, due to vastly reduced sight range, was where I needed to be. To survive 50% of my games, not getting caught, not getting captured or falling into any traps, would net me around 100,000 credits over the year. That was a quality flat paid off, coupled with a part time job in a shop for food money, and I would be okay for life. Factor in a couple of kills, during the 50% of games, and it soon increased to a luxurious lifestyle. I didn't have to be good, I just needed to be smart.




Combat Arena Ch. 03



Stopping every few meters, I listened and looked for movement. Progress was slow, but progress was progress. 

I noted that my credits stopped counting up, so either that girl had been rescued or someone else had found her and claimed her as theirs.

I cursed myself for not being able to afford the booby traps that would have netted me more credits. As a general rule, when set off, the traps remove what they touch. Assuming a person is fully clothed, they would be losing trousers and top. 

Anyway, I was far enough away to not be concerned with what had happened to her.

My credit score was at 1000, plus the 1000 match completion bonus plus the 2000 survival bonus left me at 4000. 4k in 12 hours. On the outside, I would do well to earn that in 3 months. I smiled to myself, as I scanned my limited visual range. I selected a tree and climbed it. My strength training and technique allowing me to effortlessly lift myself up into the canopy of the forest. 

To my north was open scrub land, and I could just about make out a building in the distance. In all other directions, it was forest, although it was clearly much less dense to my west. 

Scoping up onto the building, I tried to see if anyone was occupying it. Mainly for curiosity, as I wasn't going to attempt an assault on a fortified building on my own. As it happened, it was too far away and I couldn't really tell,. As a guess, I would say it was occupied, but that was just logic talking, as usually they were.

I orientated to head towards where the forest thinned, before climbing down and heading off. As the forest thinned out, I slowed my pace and employed a half crouch stance. My rifle was held at shoulder height, pointing down towards the ground in front of me, at about 45 degrees.

By this stage of the game most people, like me, would be fairly happy and waiting it out. 

I wasn't expecting anyone to be around, but just in case, I climbed a tree that forked ten meters or so above the ground and settled into the V of the branches. Steadying myself, I scanned the horizon, first by eye, then by scope, to ensure no one was around.

Judging by the lay of the land, and if I was reading the map correctly, I was fairly out of the way, but it was a natural funnel for the easiest route from the valley to my left. 

Most movement was wildlife of various types. Credits were available for their stunning, but during training, I was strongly advised against taking any of the shots, because unless it was a clean stun, they were exceptionally noisy, which was always a bad thing.

Just as a fourth deer disappeared back into the bushes, I saw movement 100 meters or so ahead of me, as someone slowly crept out of the cover. Ensuring the cover was on my scope, so no glint would give away my position, I watched her slowly walking backwards towards me. Her gun was aimed to where she had come from and she was only wearing panties, by the looks of it. Her pale skin was streaked with mud, that looked like she had fallen onto her right side and slid across the ground. 

As I considered my options, she tripped over the roots of a tree cracking her head against the tree and collapsing into a heap. 

She laid motionless on the ground. 

A drone de-cloaked and hovered near her for a few seconds, as it checked that she was not injured. It re-cloaked, after it injected her to bring her round again. 

I could easily head-shot her, snipe her panties, then incapacitate her, leaving her where she fell and just take the credits, but was she running from someone, and if so, who? As she was no threat, I just waited.

She rolled onto her back and sat up, cupping her breasts with her hands. She took her backpack off and used some wipes to clean herself up, before reloading her gun and placing it next to her.

She was facing away from me and hadn't moved for a while, so I silently climbed down from my tree and approached her from behind. A second close-range stun was well worth it. My confidence brimming, I closed to 20 meters, then 10, then 5, then, as I was stood right behind, her she said, "Its a trap."

I stopped in my tracks. She didn't even look at me, so how did she know I was there? It was then, and only then, I saw movement in the bushes, right before I blacked out. 

I came back around and opened my eyes. I was in a building laid face down on a table. My arms were tied to the table legs in front of me and my ankles were tied to the table legs behind me. 

There was one male in front of me, but no others that I could see. I looked around the room without moving my head, listening and trying to sense how many were in the room. 

I could feel the sensation coming back into my legs and arms, as I vaguely remembered landing on the ground in a heap and then getting dragged through the forest to here, I assumed.

I moved my head to get a better view of the room and saw items of clothing hung up, almost like they were on display. I then realised that I was naked. There were two sets of clothing, each of my items was positioned almost to taunt me, as I laid on the table, in the nude.

I wasn't stunned any more, but I was tied up.

The other girl was laying on the table next to me just looking at me. She was also naked and also tied up. 

"Oh, they are awake lads," one of the males said.

"Awesome," one answered, and appeared in the room from next door.

I flinched and yelped, mainly in surprise, as one of them slapped my bum really hard, causing a loud crack to echo around the room. 

The room filled with blokes, first four, then eight, as I assumed two squads were working together. Almost simultaneously, they all got bottomless. Various sizes of penis, in various states ranging from flaccid, to "oh my fucking god" big and hard came into view, as I just stared.

"We gonna make 'em obedient?" one of them asked.

"Nar, they are tied up and going no where," one of them answered. "Plus it is a lot more fun, when they are aware and try to struggle."

I know it is weird to say, as that is why I was here, but up until that moment, it hadn't sunk in that I was going to get fucked. 

"Ooooo, shit" the other girl moaned as she gripped the table legs with her hands. Her whole body moved forwards, as I assumed someone had entered her.

I felt a jab and a sharp pain at my pussy, as someone pushed against it. "Please not dry," I begged.

I heard someone spit, followed immediately by a cool splatter on my bum, as a rough hand rubbed it between my legs. 

He came around in front of me and aggressively pushed himself into my mouth and down my throat. 

I heard and felt myself gag, as he slid down my throat, before pulling out and slapping me on the cheek with his cock.

I felt another guy spit on me and roughly rub it between my legs, before two others did the same. 

The guy standing in front of me went behind me again, and this time there was no hesitation, as he pushed against me. 

"Owwwch," I breathed as he forced himself into me. "Shit shit shit," I mouthed silently, as he started to fuck my not-wet-enough pussy.

His thrusts soon sped up, and the pain slowly turned to just discomfort, before my natural lubrication did its job and it started to feel good. 

It had been a long time since I had had a real cock inside me and I am not ashamed to admit it felt awesome. 

He was big. Most males were with the acceptance, and almost expectation to be, a good nine inches in length. 

He was stroking it in and out of me, the sensation was incredible as he screwed me.

I was rocking my hips in time with his, to meet his forward thrusting, pushing my hips back onto him. 

"Ooo, fuck yeah," I heard him growl, as I felt a pulse and a warmth flood inside me.

Several squirts of his seed exploded into me, before he pulled himself out with a wet sound. 

I felt the inevitable dribble of his cum down the inside of my leg, as my body rejected his deposit. I could feel it slowly edging down the inside of my left thigh. It slowly crept past my knee, before stopping at my ankle and foot.

I was catching my breath, when without warning, a second guy pushed into me.

"Oooo," I gasped in surprise. 

There was no resistance this time, as I felt his balls quickly push against me.

There was no care or love, he just fucked me. He pounded me as hard and fast as he could. My bare skin occasionally squeaking against the table top, as he rammed into me. He lasted moments, but a second load into me triggered my own orgasm. 

I felt my pussy grip his cock, as he fired into me. I moaned softly, as I came. My tummy muscles pulsing in time with my pussy, as I shuddered in orgasm.

"Did the dirty bitch just cum?" one of them asked.

"She did, indeed," one of them sneered.

"Well, she isn't here to have a good time. Fuck her ass," the first guy said as my bare bum got slapped again. This time harder than the first time, causing a sharp, lingering, stinging pain.

"No, please don't," I pleaded. I could hear my own hopelessness even as I said it. 

I was tied down, naked. Two different loads of cum were currently bubbling out of my pussy, running down my leg and dripping off my foot onto the floor. Adding to that, I was about to get done anally.

I felt the capsule burst with a cool sensation, as a cock pushed against my clenched ass. It was a double-edged sword. As the lubricant did its job, he easily overcame my resistance. Despite my clenching as hard as I could, he forced his way into me. 

"You in her already?" someone asked.

"Yeah, she must have had a capsule," he replied, as he started to thrust into my ass.

It wasn't painful. Don't get me wrong, it wasn't comfortable, and really, really felt like I was going to have a very messy accident each time he pulled out, but it wasn't hurting. 

He slowly sped up his thrusts, as he pounded my ass. 

I was sure I could feel him pushing stuff into places it shouldn't be going. My tummy was starting to ache, as he fucked me up the ass. It felt worse when he went slower, I guess because he went deeper, but it was a dull ache, as he forced his way into me.

"Can't believe she had a capsule. Wanted to see tears," one of them said. Then, without warning, he slapped me across the face with the back of his hand.

"Ow," I yelped, my head snapping to the side, as his hand connected with my cheek.

I felt my face bounce off the table, as he slapped me, followed by an immediate pain from behind. 

"Fuck yeah, dirty bitch tensed her asshole. That made it tight," the guy behind me sneered, as he rammed my ass.

I felt a dribble gather on the end of my nose, before dropping onto the table in front of me. It was blood, mixed with runny nose from the impact. I just gripped the table legs, what else could I do? I was tied up, and if they wanted to beat the shit out of me, my only defence was that the arena safety protocols would not allow dangerous or serious injury. As it happened, it felt like they were beating the shit into me, literally.

I shifted my hips to change the angle he was ramming my ass. Fuck it hurt. Each time he pushed in, my tummy ached and each time he pulled out, it felt like I was going to mess myself. 

"That hurt?" the guy in front of me asked.

I just ignored him.

Each time he went in I winced from the increasing pain and tried my best not to follow through as he pulled out of me. 

"Oi," he snapped, grabbing me by the cheeks and lifting my face up. "Answer me you fucking slag!"

I just looked at him and stared,. Did he really want me to state the bleeding obvious as nine inches of meat rammed in and out of my anus? "Of course it fucking hurt," I thought to myself.

Using his left hand, he slapped me across the face again, once more bouncing my face off the table.

I felt another dribble from my nose as a bit more blood pooled onto the table before he grabbed me by the cheeks again and lifted my face up. 

"Yes," I replied as best I could with his fingers gripping against my teeth through my cheeks.

"Do you want us to stop?," he asked, his face covered with a grin that was more than disturbing.

Of course I did, but I knew he was just messing with me. He was next and I was going to hazard a guess he wasn't going to go in my pussy. My only slight relief was he wasn't quite as big as the guy currently exploring my bowels.

Answering yes or no would not have made any difference, they just wanted to humiliate me. My nose was hurting, as only a nose can when it has been hit, and the pain in my tummy was approaching agony as he rammed into my bum.

The girl next to me rattled her restraints and thrashed around as best she could. "Fuck off, fuck... off, fuck fuck fuck, nooooo, please," she screamed, as she thrashed around.

"Fucking hold her down,. Thought she was supposed to be tied up, for fucks sake," one of them snapped.

I turned my head so I could see her. 

She was flailing her head around and rattling the bindings as she tried to escape, but she was going no where

This was reinforced by a short, sharp slap to her face, followed by a firm push on the back of her head, bouncing her head off the table.

Dazed, she settled down.

The guy behind her forced her face into the table with his hand round the back of her neck, as he pushed against her ass again.

"You want lube?" one of them asked.

"Nope. Fucking bitch almost snapped my cock off. I am going to make her bleed," he seared, as he jabbed against her ass.

"Ow, ow, noooo," she squealed, as tears started to drip down her face. "Please no! It is ripping me up. No, please don't," she pleaded, as she just stared at me wide-eyed. Her mouth open, as she mouthed words of pain.

"There we go," he said, just as her eyes almost popped out of her head.

She maintained eye contact with me as we both got anally screwed at the same time. I saw her eyes glaze as the pain from her violation overwhelmed her. 

The guy in me came first. The warmth of his seed felt so wrong up there, and felt even more wrong as he pulled out and it exited with him. 

I held as hard as I could, but I could still hear the "pop, pop, pop" sound, as my abused and wide-open ass pushed air and bubbles of cum out, which dribbled down my legs.

Before I could do anything, a second cock went up my ass. The lube capsule, coupled with the cum already up there, offered no resistance. I was actually thankful he was smaller than the last. I barely felt it go into me as he started riding my ass.

After a few minutes, he pulled out and slap my ass. 

"Had he cum?" I wondered to myself.

A guy offered his cock to my lips, which I opened and took him onto my tongue. I gagged instantly, a bitter taste flooded my mouth and a smell that we all knew, but never admitted to. I threw up a bit in my mouth, but he clamped my jaws shut forcing me to swallow my own vomit and that taste. I just looked up at him, he had just gone ass-to-mouth on me. I was tasting my own ass as he sneered at me, slowly thrusting his cock in and out of my throat.

I just stared at him, trying not to think about it. As I moved my tongue, I was sure I could feel and taste lumps. I swallowed to stop myself from puking again, until I convinced myself that it was just my mind playing tricks on me. 

He pulled out of my mouth and took over with his hand, his cum blasting into my face and over my hair and back. He slapped me across the face with his cock and wiped the last remaining dribble of his cum into my hair.

They all got dressed leaving, us tied up on the table.

I could feel the cum in my hair drying and going crispy. The cum had stopped dribbling from my holes, but was now drying onto my legs and feet.

"What we gonna do with them?" one of them asked.

"Turn them over to the drones? Or there was a pit round the corner wasn't there?" someone asked.

"Pit it is then," one of them replied. "What time is left?"

"Six hours or so," another replied.

"You know, I almost feel sorry for them," a fourth one said, as he looked at us.

They stunned me and I blacked out again.

When I woke up. I was suspended in mid-air, my arms and legs out like a star. Something was deep inside me. 

The other girl was next to me, almost bent double with an appendage drilling into her ass. She was bleeding, quite heavily from the looks of it. Each time it pulled out of her, streaks of blood smeared down the shaft. Dribbles of dried and drying blood were down the insides of her thighs, as each stroke drew more out of her. 

She just looked at me. The tears in her eyes almost set me off. 

I stared straight ahead and fought back my own tears, as we both got screwed.

My first game solo, and I was leaking four guys' cum, while getting fucked by a machine. Millions of people were watching, and I was damned if I was going to give them the satisfaction of seeing me cry, as well as watching me cum. 

I came repeatedly. I shuddered to orgasm after orgasm with just my ass getting pounded. The machine was designed to make girls squeal, and I did. Again and again and again.

By the time it had finished with me, my throat was sore from the constant moaning and squealing, but not as sore as my ass.

There is no weirder feeling than when your ass feels like it is being ripped apart, but you are uncontrollably squirting excitement down your legs, shuddering to orgasm as your clit gets vibrated.

I could barely feel my pussy. I was numb, yet I still came to touch. Just a brush across my clit caused me to cum again.

I could feel my ass was wide-open. Real and simulated cum dribbled out of it as the pit machine did as it wanted to me.

The buzzer went for the end of the game and the machine dropped me to the floor. I landed with a soft thud, my fall broken by the sopping wet ground beneath me. I was unsure how much of it was my excitement and how much of it was simulated cum. Either way, I laid in the muck, just as I had landed, in an untidy heap. Unable to move, I waited to be scooped up by the drone and taken back to the barracks.

I faded in and out of consciousness until I was in medical and a revive-stick was used on me. It was like instant adrenaline and I came around totally, at least temporarily. 

"You okay?" a nurse asked, as several doctors looked and probed places that twelve and a half hours ago I classified as "private".

"No," I said, biting my bottom lip, but losing the battle as my tears flooded out.

"She okay?" the nurse asked the doctors, ignoring my hysterical sobbing.

"Yeah, she will be fine," one said, as they packed up the various machines that had been scanning me and went onto the next girl.

There were around twenty of us. All in beds. All were naked, except one who was getting treatment for her arm. When I looked properly, it was twisted the wrong way from her elbow down.

"You will be fine," the nurse said in a monotone, insensitive manner.

I just looked at her.

I wanted to punch things.

I wanted to curl up in my bed and cry until I could leave this hellish place and go home.

I would kneel for a living. Fuck it, I would bend over and let horses fuck my ass for a living. Anything to get me out of this place.

But I had signed up for a year, and over half of that year was still to go.

A drone returned me to my room and unceremoniously dropped onto my bed, then exited the room and engaged the lock behind it.

I just curled up and cried. I hurt, all of me hurt, my ass felt like.. well, it felt like exactly what had just happened to it. My pussy was tingling, but not in a good way and I was sure I could still taste "it" each time I swallowed.

I fell asleep.

I awoke sometime later, unsure of what time I had fallen asleep, or what the current time was, but it was dark.

Still laying on my side how I had landed, I slowly straightened my legs out, wincing as the cramping pains in my legs stabbed through me before fading.




Combat Arena Ch. 03



I checked to make sure the door lock was engaged before gently rolling myself onto my back. I slowly stretched my arms and legs out properly as I looked around the room.

I turned the TV on, partly for something to fill the lonely silence of my room, but also to distract me from the pain radiating from my tummy ache and destroyed ass.

After a few minutes, I plucked up the courage to reach behind my leg and gently touch my ass. "Fuck it hurts," I thought, wincing silently as my finger checked it. I was unsure what I was checking, but it felt normal. Not that I had fingered my ass before, but I wouldn't have been surprised if it was still wide open. 

I watched the news channel for a few more minutes, before cautiously standing up by my bed. There was a visible shape of dried and drying cum where I had been laying.

Looking in the mirror, my hair was a clumped mess from the cum in it and my body was covered in a disgusting cocktail of mud, cum, sweat and whatever a girl squirts when she cums so hard it hurts.

I headed into the bathroom, leaving the door unlocked, as my room was secured, except for emergencies. I climbed into a hot bath and just laid back in it. The automatic filters and water jets cleaned me, keeping the water clean, before switching to massage mode. I could feel the tension leaving my shoulders and neck as I relaxed.

"Highlights" I said, as I opened my eyes.

The display flickered to life and displayed my match.

"Just me," I said, so it filtered out the other players and just concentrated on events that affected me.

It was a trap. Four blokes had their guns trained on the girl. If she ran or said anything, they would shoot her.

I walked straight into it. They knew I was in the tree, the trap was baited and I took it, hook line and sinker.

I skipped through the next section, as I didn't want to watch myself get screwed again, but morbid curiosity got the better of me at the anal bit.

He did make her bleed. Thanks to the camera drones trained on her, I saw in slow motion, from several angles, as her anus tore while he forced his way into her.

I winced on her behalf. No wonder she was hysterical.

The guy in my ass pulled out and swapped to her ass, and not my mouth as I had thought. 

I just stared and I felt my stomach gurgle, as it dawned on me that it was her ass I had tasted in my mouth. The guy who was up her ass moved over to my mouth. I watched in disgust as I sucked the cock that had been up another girl's ass.

I switched it off and just stared at the blank screen, as I felt myself filling up again. A tear trickled down my cheek as I knew that, at this moment in time, millions of people were paying millions of credits to watch me get humiliated.

I was "that girl". That girl whose compilation video entitled, "Newb Gets Destroyed" gets passed around office e-mail systems, and college students poke fun and laugh about.

I had done the same before during my college years, and now I was the "star" in my very own video.

My door buzzer went. The bio ID indicated it was my trainer.

"Fuck off," I snapped, trying to hide the fact I was crying.

"No," he replied.

"Please," I said, my voice audibly wavering. "Just leave me alone."

I heard the ascending beeps of the door override and then the sound of it opening. I twisted my legs together and crossed my arms over my chest, as I lay in the bath naked.

"You aren't authorised to be in here," I snapped, squirming to hide my modesty. Which in itself was a laugh, as I assumed he had watched my performance earlier.

"And you aren't authorised to tell staff to fuck off," he remarked back. "So call it even, shall we?"

I just stared at him as he looked at me, not sure what to say or do as he pulled the bathroom door too and stayed in my room.

"Put something on. I will wait," he said.

"Why bother? I assume you watched anyway?" I said back, as I got out of the bath and allowed it to dry me.

"Getting displayed to the world against your will is one thing, exposing yourself because you are a bloody-minded little bitch just makes you stupid," he snapped back. "At least put some panties on."

I slipped a t-shirt on and came out of the bathroom and sat next to him on the bed. I just looked at him and felt the tears welling up again. I bit my lip trying to fight them back, but they were winning as I felt a tear run down my cheek and drip off my chin.

"What do you want?" I asked.

"Debrief," he said, holding my eye contact.

"I got fucked," I snapped. "Debrief over."

"Why did you get fucked?" he asked.

"Because I was foolish, and over confident, and a stupid..." I started.

"Exactly," he interrupted. "You were stupid."

"Thanks," I mocked.

He just smiled at me. He was well used to my moods during training.

"Knowing where you went wrong means you can avoid making the same mistakes again," he said.

"Never going back in there again," I said.

"You signed up for it," he said. "Plus, that disaster netted you two grand."

"Oh, that is okay then," I snapped, "I am a two grand whore?" I asked glaring at him.

"Nope," he said, "You were a free whore, you stopped getting paid when they started fucking you."

"Fuck... you," I snapped again, standing up. "You leaving?" I asked pointing at the door.

"Grow up and sit the fuck down," he snapped, returning my glare.

I opened my mouth to retaliate, but my brain engaged first. It wasn't his fault, I was the one who messed up and paid the price the it.

"Sorry," I said meekly, as I sat down staring at the floor.

"Don't be sorry," he said. "You watched the replay?"

"Yeah," I said, almost as a whisper.

"You did well," he said, "right up until you walked into the trap."

"I guess," I replied.

"Move on and learn," he said. "At least you had the capsule. Poor girl with you didn't."

"Yeah, saw that," I said looking at him.

"You okay?" he asked gesturing towards my waist.

"Yeah," I replied. "All clear from medical."

"That is good," he said.

"Yeah, cracking. Means I can get fucked again next week," I said.

"Oh, grow up," he snapped. "Stop feeling sorry for yourself."

I didn't reply. I just looked at him. I wasn't an angry person, and yet, right this second, I just needed to punch things. Anything would do. Even the wall looked quite inviting.

"Ten," he said, looking at me.

"Ten?" I repeated back to him.

"Stitches," he said, "to repair her ass."

"She did?" I asked, looking at him.

"Yep, ripped her fairly badly," he said. "You got off lightly."

"Hardly say I got off lightly," I argued.

"The nanites in her system kept her conscious. Unaided, she would have passed out," he countered.

"Really?" I asked, looking at him, my face softening.

"Yep," he said, "She was pulled out early due to safety."

"Really?" I asked looking at him.

They only did that in extreme cases, when lasting injury or death is possible due to the "voiding of bets" clause.

"Blood loss from her anus. Split her and a fairly large tear inside, as well," he said. "Triggered the arena safety systems."

"She okay?" I asked.

"Yeah, she is fine," he replied. "But I bet your sore ass is nothing compared to how she has woken up."

"Yeah," I said, looking at the ground. "Sorry."

"So, what did you do wrong?" he asked.

"Fell for obvious trap and got fucked," I said to him, still looking at the ground.

"If it looks too good to be true, it probably is," he said.

"Guess the stun attempt was a little stupid," I said, cracking a smile and looking at him.

"Brave at best, but yeah, you gave up your vantage point for few credits," he answered, as he handed me a tissue.

"Thanks," I said, taking it and wiping the tears away.

"No problem. Tears don't suit you. You look a lot better with cum dripping off your chin," he said, smiling.

"Yeah funny," I said, blowing my nose and noticing the dried blood in the tissue.

"You gonna be okay?" he asked.

"Yeah, think so," I said. "You charging for this advise?"

He laughed and smiled at me. "No," he replied, but looked down to my waist.

"Not tonight," I said smiling at him. "Bit sore for some reason."

"Oh I wish," he said, his eyes instantly giving away that he hadn't meant to say that out loud.

"Me too," I replied, holding his gaze.

"Yeah," he said, uneasily.

"Sorry. Only winding you up. You are waaay to old for me," I said, to lighten the tension.

"You cry too much," he said. "And the moods! Fucking hell, the moods alone would drive me to insanity!"

We just looked at each other for a few moments. If he offered it, I would probably have a go now, even knowing that it would be agony. He was nice. Too nice maybe. Either way, he was not only much older than me, but he was married. Not to mention the fact that I was a combatant, and for another nine months, I was the lowest of the low in society.

"How did it taste?" he asked, snapping my attention back to him, as he flashed a cheeky grin.

I smiled at him and laughed, "Like another girl's shit."

"Lovely," he replied, screwing his nose up.

"I am pretty sure there were lumps, as well," I added, grinning.

"Oh, that is nasty," he said, looking at me almost as if he was trying to work out if I was joking or not.

"Wanna kiss?" I asked, puckering up my lips.

"You can fuck right off," he said, smiling at me, while holding me away from himself.

"Anyway, just popped in, gotta go," he said, as he stood up and walked towards the door. He looked back and opened his mouth to say something, but stopped before any noise came out, as his eyes diverted south.

I pushed my t-shirt between my legs to hide myself. It wasn't a long t-shirt and had ridden up enough for him to see straight up it, and I wasn't wearing any underwear.

"Oops," I said, feeling myself blush.

"Told you to put panties on," he said, smiling, while still looking between my legs.

"Yeah, sorry," I said, twisting my legs to hide my modesty.

"Oh, don't be sorry," he said, as he looked me in the eyes and smiled.

I returned the smile, as he hovered by the door for a few moments.

"Stay?" I asked hopefully.

"Can't," he said. "Shift is over and I shouldn't be here anyway."

"Oh," I said, a tone of defeat in my voice.

"I will come back tomorrow," he said. "I start at 8am, so will get in at 7, if you will be awake."

"I will be," I said. "Who was she?"

"I'll find out for you, if you want," he said.

"Thanks," I said, smiling at him as he left the room.

I engaged the door lock and laid back on the bed. I smiled to myself.

He may have been over 40 years my senior, but, damn, I was jealous of his wife. Maybe I was just jealous of his life. Or maybe it was just the fact that he was neutral human company. He just seemed nice. He didn't want to get one over on me in the arena. He didn't want to get into my pants.

I smiled to myself at the thought of that. I wish he did want to get into them. Dreams are just dreams though. 

Why would he sacrifice his quality of life for me? 

Still, I can dream.



Combat Arena



Quickly afterwards it turned to two votes by each one and then three with just me to vote. I felt guilty, I had a horrible habit of putting myself in the other persons shoes. The voting meant that she was going to get anally penetrated anyway, as it would be three to one for it, so I reasoned I had may as well have the bonus for it. The HUD updated to 4 yes's for Mouth, vagina and Anus.

The drone sparked into life as three arms emerged from within its body, each with a penis shaped end. You could see the girls eyes widen as she watched the dildos grow out of the machine. The first gently pushed against her mouth before sliding down into her throat starting a slow rhythm. The second slid against her leg towards her glistening pussy before sliding effortlessly inside. Her eyes rolling back into her head as the machine went as deep as she could accommodate. Her eyes flicked wide open and a squeal escaped her mouth from around the dildo that was deep in her throat as the third appendage forced it's way into her anus and she was made air tight.

The phallus's in her pussy and anus were swelling and growing in size to totally fill her as they slowly pumped in and out of her. The appendages were dual purpose, one purpose was obviously to make her orgasm for the audience, but while it was doing that it accurately and in real time mapped the inside of her mouth / pussy / anus. Audience members could use special and very expensive sex toys that simulated the girl in the arena allowing them to experience what a blow job or vaginal or anal sex felt with her. It was supposed to be extremely accurate in every way. She moaned and whimpered as she got the screwing of her life. Both of her holes stretched to the limit it wasn't long before she violently twitched before having a very noisy orgasm.

After 10 mins or so my attention was brought back as someone took a shot at the drone causing it to cloak up and leave the poor girl alone. I saw movement in the trees and one of the other girls was crouched down looking towards her friend on the floor. I alerted the others as she looked around before slowly moving out into the open. I was amazed at how stupid she was, surely in a game like this if your friend is in the open, quite clearly beaten you don't just step out and try to get to her directly.

I waited until she was out in the open and aimed up on her. She was further away than her friend, and she didn't seem to be coming any closer, maybe she suspected a trap after all. I wasn't sure I could hit her head to take her down in one shot, so I aimed lower and shot her in the leg. She swung around taken by surprise as her trousers instantly disintegrated, before she regained her senses I fired again at her leg. She yelped in pain as the bullet hit home causing her to fall onto the floor as her leg went numb from the impact. I shot her top which disintegrated revealing her bra before shooting her arms, numbing them to stop her shooting back.

"Leave her panties if you can," I heard Debbie say over the radio.

She was laying still, stunned from what had happened, plus with a numb leg and two numb arms she was not going far and easy to incapacitate with a shot to the head. As she collapsed face first into the grass I sniped her bra which disintegrated leaving her only wearing her panties.

"All yours," I said, "she will be incapacitated for another minute or so."

Debbie crept towards her as we covered her from the building. She gently pulled the girls panties down revealing her naked bum to the world before shooting her again to fully disable her then creeping back holding the panties.

"Least she is face down," I thought to myself, reasoning that yes she was naked, but at least no one can see her tits or pussy. Just then the radio crackled into life again with the choice of handing her over. Mercilessly we all voted to hand her over, and gave the drone free range on her as the first.

This time the drone grabbed her leg and pulled her towards the other girl. It pulled her on top of her squad mate and said, "lick"

Obediently and immediately the girl started to lick her squad mates pussy whilst the drone broadcast from every angle it could get. I watched with a morbid fascination. I had watched girl on girl porn before, but I had never done it, or seen it in real life. The girl being licked moaned and rocked her hips back and forwards as her squad mate buried her face between her legs.

After about five minutes the body of the girl who was receiving twitched as she orgasmed followed almost immediately by a second. All the time the drone was circling the pair broadcasting all possible angles of the girls tongue which was gently caressing and pushing against her friends clit as her lips sucked her pussy.

The girl on top was ordered to stop by the drone, which she did and within what looked like 3 seconds she was airtight. She screamed as her anus got violently penetrated with no lube and started thrusting inside her. Her screams soon turned to whimpers which soon turned to moans of pleasure as she got screwed in all holes at the same time before orgasming audibly and collapsing onto the grass.

The drone retracted all appendages before cloaking leaving both girls motionless and naked on the grass. Their bodies glistened with sweat from the exertion, the girl who got licked was on her back, legs open exposing her visibly wet pussy to the cameras whilst her friend was face down, her battered anus was still agape from the abuse it had just taken.

The game ended with no further contact. When the buzzer sounded ending the game the naked girls stood up, both tentatively checked their battered arseholes almost simultaneously and did not look very amused. It turned out that half of there squad had turned and ran when it all kicked off, just leaving her to her fate. The second girl just didn't see us and paid the price. It was pointed out that if it was a real game they would have had seven more hours of most likely getting screwed repeatedly or at least until they were all satisfied and then god knows what they would do with them.

We returned to the barracks and got into the shower chatting about the game, squads were kept separate except when competing to reduce the chance of us working together. We were quite excited, we had done well, okay we could have done better, but for a first go none of us showed any flesh and it worked out that our accounts were 600 credits better off each, which was around a good weeks wages, for an hours work. Apparently the real games were better paid as well, but of course more was on the line in that if you lost against men 99 times out of 100 you were going to get at best only humiliated, at worst humiliated then screwed then thrown into a "pit".

The pits were mechanical traps that were dotted around the arenas, fall into one and it was more or less game over for you if you were alone. They were full of mechanical attachments that were designed to "probe" places as well as display you to the camera drones for the world to see. Your clothes slowly dissolved at 30 second intervals, so fully dressed you had two minutes for someone to shoot the trap which disabled it for 1 hour. After two minutes you would be naked at which point it would display you to the cameras whilst exploring your body in ways that add to your humiliation, if you know what I mean. Of course you can be released at any time from them, but ideally, quicker the better. They are neutral, in that they offer the same problem for the men as well.

Satisfied at our days work we went back to our room and settled down to watch the replay which was freely available for all to watch. I was amazed how in the open I was, obviously I knew where I was so that helps, but I looked very obvious when viewed via the helmet camera's of the two girls who lost. I wasn't sure if this was just because I knew where I was, or if I would have to raise my game. Once again we all watched with a sort of morbid fascination as the first girl got violated. The camera angle which was mounted at the tip of the appendages cycled between them firstly showing us the view down her throat, then in her pussy before finally showing what her anus looked like internally. It then switched to split screen with a close up of her face and her anus before playing her penetration in slow motion five or six times. Her face contorting with pain and shock as her back door got literally smashed in. The stats on the screen showed that she took 8 inches of length and 2 inch diameter up her arse. We all simultaneously crossed our legs and made "owch" faces as we saw what size she had taken.

We decided to order some stuff to make our lives a little bit more comfortable with our newly earned credits. I decided on some PJs and some panties, even after several weeks without any on except when training it still felt a bit strange. We didn't spend much, we had previously agreed that we would save up for room upgrades, but they were expensive so we treated ourselves.

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Not entirely sure where I am going with this. It will depend on feedback I guess. Ideas welcomed.