Katja would have said yes, but there was a cock in her mouth.
“Looks like we’re almost all here,” Jeremy—or, to his fellow Upstanding Citizens guildies, Balzrog—said. “Should we just get going and let Bl00dlust catch up? I wanna see what this new expansion’s got for us.”
“Just gonna be the usual random mobs that kick our ass until our gear levels,” said Lamershamer, as ever trying to suck the fun out of things with his pessimism. Then again, healers could get away with murder, practically. “May as well get on with it. Again.”
So the three of them set out, wading into the new desert zone. It wouldn’t be hard for Bl00dlust to find them, nor would it take long for her to catch up in XP.
Balzrog wouldn’t have minded waiting, but his fellow Upstanding Citizens knew too well about the crush he’d had on her, and he was long since tired of their teasing. Jeremy and Miko had been guildies long enough to be friends in other social media, and she was a cutie, even aside from his thing for Asian girls. Bl00dlust—or Miko, her real name—had one of those really sexy voices, too, so just having her on v-chat was a plus in his book.
Ultimately he was glad they didn’t wait—it was nearly a half hour past start time when they finally heard her voice. “Sorry, guys. Um… something came up.” She sounded a little odd—and she’d left her microphone on, so there was a kind of constant buzz going.
“Bout time,” said MavRick88, their fourth member, as he dove free of the magma drake’s plasma surge. “No fuckin’ DPS without you in here, been hella slow going.”
“Actually, I wanted to tell you guys…” she said hesitantly. Her voice was a little faint, so Balzrog turned up his volume a little (and ate another plasma surge while his hands were away). He thought he heard another voice, also female, but even softer, say “go on and tell them Miko.”
He heard a sigh. “Do I have to?”
She must’ve been talking to whoever was in the room with her, but Lamershamer obviously hadn’t heard the other voice. “Hey, don’t do us any favors, bitch,” he said scornfully. He’d never liked gaming with a girl in the first place—the sexist things he said behind her back were just horrendous, and Balzrog wasn’t exactly what one would call a feminist.
“No, I wasn’t talking to—” SMACK “YEEEEE!” she squeaked, in the aftermath of that cracking noise. It nearly blew his ears out it was so loud; he had to adjust his volume again, and this time stopped short of the next mob. Lamershamer and MavRick88 stopped too.
“I’ve… recently learned—”
“Decided,” came that other female voice, admonishingly.
“I’ve recently decided that I am too much into Boy Things, and I need to learn how to be a girl. So… I’m, um, going to let Boy Things get into me.” There was definite mocking laughter coming over the mic now, unmistakeable.
“Bl00dlust? Are… you OK?” MavRick88 asked, concerned. She was usually kind of grim, their hard core killer. Hearing her say something like that was totally out of character for their sadistic demon-kin bounty hunter, and he was worried.
Balzrog, on the other hand, was rock hard. He opened up a town portal and the team ran through; there, in the town square, was Bl00dlust, standing in front of a fountain, battle axe in hand. It was an ultra-rare drop, and was rendered to constantly drip with blood.
“She’s fine,” came that other female voice, now right into the mic. “She’s just dropping her panties, bending over, and waiting to be mounted. Isn’t that right, Miko?”
“That’s right,” Miko said. “Come on, let’s get this over with.”
“Wrong attitude,” said the other girl. A moment later, the battle axe disappeared from Bl00dlust’s hand, followed by a howl of despair.
“Dammit all to hell! Do you know how rare that item is?! I spent MONTHS raiding for that, you—No—no no no no no NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” There went her armor; Bl00dlust stood there in the boring fur bra that covered the naked setting of her model. “Fine! Fine, I’ll be good, just STOP doing that!”
“You need to learn to be more feminine, tomboy. Soft and squishy and eager to please your man. Now get to it.” A sharp noise—fingers snapping?
By now, the guys were just text-chatting through the game; nobody wanted to talk over what seemed to be happening. iz this legit? Lamershamer asked.
She sounds like she’s being threatened or something MavRick88 said. I want to call the cops but I don’t even know where she lives.
Balzrog knew full well where she lived, but whatever concern he had for her well-being evaporated at the sound of a soft female grunt. He’d watched enough amateur porn to recognize the sound of a girl being penetrated by a cock bigger than what she was used to.
She was being mounted.
“She nice and tight?” Ashley asked. A man’s voice grunted.
She’s just role-playing, getting off on this—let her have her fun, Balzrog said. The mic suddenly moved close enough to Miko’s face that they could hear her breathing. It slowly increased in pace and became punctuated by little whimpering sounds in her high-pitched voice.
This is sick! I’m not going to sit here and listen to this. MavRick88 signed off, and his avatar disappeared.
“Tell them what’s happening, Miko—let your little friends know what new skill you’re learning,” Ashley’s voice said in the background.
“I’m… I’m being fucked,” Miko whined. With the volume up, Balzrog could just barely here the sounds of flesh smacking on flesh. “From behind, bent over my desk.” Balls on ass, that would be then.
“You know, you’re not a very good narrator. Here, let me give them a few thousand words’ worth.”
“Oh shit, please don’t take pictures—oh shit, oh fuck you’re huge,” Miko panted. On screen, someone—Ashley, probably—had entered /thank—the command to get down on hands and knees in a worshipful pose. As their guildmate moaned as she took her doggy-style fucking, however, it took on the mental image of Bl00dlust bent over ready to be drilled.
Miko moaned, whined, squealed when her g-spot was tickled. She begged. “Fuck me harder, fuck Bl00dlust harder! Put me in my place! Oh yeah, more, PLEASE!” she screamed. She was acting, obviously—again, his porn experience made him sure of it just from the sound—but he could care less. It went on and on, and sometimes he could hear Ashley prompting more of it; sometimes, it seemed to come unbidden.
I always knew she was a crazy fuckin slut, Lamershamer said. Balzrog couldn’t argue.
As the performance hit minute ten or so, Bl00dlust—or someone at her station—entered a web address into the guild chat. It was the Upstanding Citizens’ website, but he didn’t recognize the page. Curious, Balzrog clicked—and there were the photos, dozens and dozens of them.
Miko’s face, eyes bulging, mouth open and slack-jawed. Miko’s ass from above, a shaft just visible at the rear. A man’s hand gripping her soft, slightly tanned ass, fingers indenting the soft flesh. Her little breasts flattened on her desktop. Another closeup of her face, this time eyes squeezed shut in an expression that was an exquisite mix of pleasure and shame.
One over the shoulder of the guy fucking her, looking right down at her PC, where he saw her looking right at him—Balzrog, that is—as she got stuffed.
Balzrog came for the second time at the sound of her moans of ecstacy when her lover, apparently, came in her. Lamershamer, meanwhile, entered the /slowclap command to mock her whorish display in character. gg—nice display of leadership, Bl00dlust he typed.