This choice: Only you are going to aid this person. • Go Back...Chapter #5Only you are going to aid this person. by: Unknown While you and Tanya both wanted to help this woman and save her boyfriend, Linda and Ramona would not budge. They didn't trust this girl, and they weren't leaving the cabin with the Head Hunter and a potential accomplice on the prowl. While Tanya wanted to help you, and you certainly would've appreciated her help, you knew that having both of your group's strongest fighters leave behind the two physically weaker girls was the stupidest thing you could possibly do. After much debate, however, the only plan you could all agree on was the second stupidest thing you could possibly do, so that's what you did.
"Alright, you three stay here and barricade the cabin. I'll help..." You turned to the woman, waving a hand at her like a stage actress forgetting her line.
"My name's Lika, Lika Lambert!" She answered, taking your extended hand and shaking it.
"I'll help Li-... wait, seriously? " You ask, raising an incredulous eyebrow at the ridiculously on the nose name.
"My parents had an odd sense of humor." She said, giggling nervously. While her voice remained completely in character, her eyes rolled hard enough to let everyone present know that she too thought the name was stupid and cliche, but the camp was paying her too much to question the script writer's decisions.
"Anyway, I'll help Lika, find Greg. Leave one window open for when we come back, and have Tanya guard that window while Ramona and Linda patrol the other entrances. If we're not back within two hours, assume we're not coming back and barricade the last entrance." You said, as dramatically solemn as you could manage. In truth, you were absolutely giddy about the possibility of an ambush, and were excited to be led off into what was almost certainly a trap. Would you be the first to meet the Head Hunter? Would you be his first victim? Would you get first fuck, when the Head Hunter was at his freshest and most virile? Oh, it was so exciting! Unless this was a fakeout, and the real trap was for the three girls locking themselves in a cabin without their biggest, strongest, and most protective teammate... maybe you should stay here.
"Actually, we should probably leave two windows open, and have Tanya watching one and me watching the other while Linda patrols. That way, if the Head Hunter comes through, we'll have an escape route." Ramona said.
"I'm sure you gals can work out the specifics." You said, rolling your eyes. What a party pooper! You were supposed to be stupid slasher victims, stupid slasher victims did stupid things! They don't make good plans until at least a few of them were killed off, raising the stakes. You knew she was the smart one, but she should be smart enough to know what's fun. "Just stay safe, I'll be back."
"You'd better be." Linda said, surprising everyone present (save for Lika, who didn't know your group dynamics and didn't know what was expected) by standing on her tippy toes and planting a firm, wet kiss on your lips. You'd never kissed her before, or any woman for that matter. While you obviously wouldn't have come to an all girl's trip to a fetish role play resort if you were utterly repulsed by the idea that maybe some of you would do something sexual with each other, you were still straight.
So why were you shaking? When did you close your eyes? Why were did you whimper a little when she broke off the kiss?
"And as for you, my little Lamb." She said, turning her attention to Lika and sauntering towards her. "Don't get my girlfriend slaughtered."
"I'm not your girlfriend!" You said, blushing. Why the hell had Linda said that, you two were roommates, not girlfriends! And were you embarrassed, Tanya and Ramona knew that she was lying and Lika had likely seen so much weird shit working at this place that she couldn't care less.
"It's okay, my love, you don't need to hide your feelings any more! If you are so set on risking life and limb to help others, selfless and kind woman that you are, I cannot think to have you perishing with any regrets!" Linda said, grabbing your hand and kissing the back of it dramatically. You recoiled like her spit was acidic. "Take care my sweet, and return safely! Let my worries be in vain!"
"Stop talking like that!" You said. Grabbing Lika's hand, you pulled the smaller woman toward the door while saying "Come on, let's go." As you left the cabin behind you, you could hear the girls preparing the defenses, the dragging of heavy furniture and the breaking of boards.
"Uh, where are we going?" Lika asked.
"To find Greg!" You snapped.
"And do you know where we were attacked? Because I do, and this is not the way." She said.
You stopped, and realized that you'd been dragging Lika along behind you for a good few minutes without asking for any directions on knowing where you were going. You'd almost forgotten why you'd left, only that you were leaving Linda. "Sorry. Lead the way." You said, sheepishly releasing the hand of the girl named sheep. The two of you walked in silence for a few minutes, Lika moving through the forest with the familiarity of someone who'd walked this path a hundred times before. While you saw one or two distinguishing landmarks that may have allowed her to find her way, a big tree that had been struck by lightning and a rock formation that looked like a fish hook, you were soon enough lost in the woods. While you knew that getting lost was about the worst thing you could do with the Head Hunter on the prowl, and you were by no means trying to throw the game even if you were making a few bad moves on purpose for dramatic effect, you just couldn't concentrate.
"We're roommates. Linda's not my girlfriend." You said, wanting to slap yourself in the forehead as soon as you'd said it. "Not that there's anything wrong with that. Just... I'm not... we're not a couple."
"I'm not judging you, my sister's a lesbian too!" She answered.
"I'm not a lesbian!" You say, louder than you should've with a Head Hunter hiding somewhere in the foliage.
"Quiet!" Lika said, pressing a hand to your mouth.
Grabbing her thin wrist and pulling it away with a deliberate force, you much more quietly hiss "I'm serious, I don't know why she said that, we came on this trip because we're all into NBM, not because we're into each other. Not that we won't do things together here, because we're here to cut loose and-"
"Do you want me to break character for a minute?" Lika asked, her before American voice suddenly tinged with an Australian accent.
"Uh, sure?" You answered.
"I don't give two shits who you bang." She said.
"I...okay." You responded, suddenly feeling really stupid.
"You and your friends are all here to have fun, she probably said that she because she thought it'd be a fun bit of story, I didn't look into it any deeper than that an' neither should you. Like you said, you're here to satisfy some kinks. No one's judging you, just go with the flow have fun. If anything here bothers you, no matter if it's staff or your friends, then say your safeword and we'll stop the show to deal with it." She said, her tone suggesting she'd delivered this same speech or one very similar to it to countless campers before you, and would give it to countless campers after you.
"You're right, I'm sorry." You said.
"No apologies, just breathe and let it go." Lika said, taking a long deep breath with you. "Now then, do you want me to go back into character, or do you prefer not to roleplay and just have some simple slicey dicey fun without all the storyline faff?" She asked.
"Uh... back to character, please." You said, feeling a little more comfortable about your feelings if it was all understood to be pretend. "Wait! One question first, what's your real name?"
Lika scoffed. "I'm not about to let some yahoo pervs have my personal details. Have you lookin' me up on LinkedIn or what have you and spreadin' word that I moonlight for the Impossible Fetish Club during off-seasons. I'm Lika Lambert, whether you Lika-t or not."
You chortled, slapping her on the shoulder and nearly flooring the much smaller woman. After straightening herself out and restraining her own laughter, 'Lika' seamlessly switched back to her American voice and said "Come on, Greg needs our help! We have to hurry!"
Following Lika, wondering what sort of other jobs she may have if she had 'off-seasons', the two of you jog through the woods for almost half an hour, taking a zigging and zagging path that left you completely turned around. Eventually, you reached a suspiciously circular clearing in the trees, the grass suddenly knee height despite being bare soil not even a foot outside of the clearing. "Greg? Greg?" Lika called out, looking around expectantly.
Searching the tall grass, you discover...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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