Heat Games
#1 of Heat Games
Heat Games
Part 1
The easiest way to tell that everything had gone wrong and that all plans had failed was finding oneself having a good panicked run. The naked female kobold ran at full tilt through the darkened wood in the dead of night, the ground blissfully level and not featuring too many downed logs or tangles of exposed roots. The hallmark of a well-trodden area. Despite the thickness of the trees, this was no unexplored frontier. The knowledge of that spurned her on faster, though her legs were already burning.
Her name was Falina. She was a wonderful specimen of Kobold-dom. Her scales were a smooth brown and pleasant to look upon. Her chest flat and somewhat muscular, more athletic than anything else. She was young, her body tight and firm, her curves feminine but not curvaceous. Her tail snapped up and down behind her as she ran, weaving between the trees with her arms up to guard her face. Just a little further... a little further. Around her neck, a laminated paper card bounced from a thin string around her neck, barely noticed as she ran.
The shack emerged from the mists so suddenly and so subtly that she nearly ran into it headlong. It was a ramshackle thing, appearing unused for many years. The windows were dark and broken, the doorknob rusted and the door itself decaying. It'd do perfectly. The decaying hinges protested with a shrill noise that sounded earsplitting in the quiet wood, and she slipped inside.
She leaned up against the splintered wooden wall on the inside, the interior utterly dark. She was panting, her chest heaving. She swallowed to get the salty taste out of her mouth and took a deep breath. Only then did she smell them.
"Predictable," chuckled one. She yelped as she felt her wrists grabbed by strong hands. Males. As her eyes adjusted, she made out three shapes, easy. Oh no...
Her mouth opened but it was snapped shut by a hand as the third male advanced on her, holding it pinched closed with his hand. He shook his head, his white teeth glinting in the faint moonlight that crept through cracks in the roof. "No, no," he chided as she stared wide-eyed at him, pulling with her arms but unable to break the grip on the males on either side of her. "You lost. We won. We call the shots now, cunt. This mouth's already been used. You won't need it the rest of the night."
With one hand still keeping her mouth closed, he reached forward and snapped the lanyard from her neck. The male peered at it, though he could read the one word well enough even in the darkness. "Hm. Too bad for you. I have to honor this... but my buddies here don't."
Her heart sank as she felt them force her to turn around. A hand on the small of her back pressed her chest to the wooden wall, and she felt her legs kicked apart. A hand grabbed her tail and she squeaked as it was pulled harshly up. The smell of her filled the room and all three males groaned. "We are going to run a train on you, girl," one said, half chuckling and half growling.
She felt him come up behind her, his strong chest against her back, his erection prodding at her backside. She winced, and then gasped as his thick cock pierced her tailhole. Truthfully, she didn't know what hurt worse... losing her anal virginity, or losing the $50,000...
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A little less than a day earlier...
She arrived at the huge skyscraper around midday, right on time. Her tail flicked all about in her nervousness, but she managed a smile as she was greeted by the show's staff and ushered to the 'backstage' area. They were all kobolds, like her. It was a bustling kobold city. Most everything was built to their scale, and it was very rare that there would be any 'big people' present. The occasional gnome, perhaps. A dwarf here and there. But largely it was a kobold-dominated place, the one city in the world they could truly call their own.
She clutched her papers to her chest and followed her handler, an older female with a clipboard and an earpiece, to where the contestants were processed. She was given a thorough medical examination, of course. They had to be sure she was a virgin, and in heat, and disease-free. She passed, as she knew she would. She then spent a solid hour filling out waivers and NDAs while a lawyer representing her, and one from the show, presided. Papers were stamped. Hands were shaken. It was all very clinical, very by the book. A stark contrast to the show itself.
She was then sent to a green room to wait. She tried reading some magazines, but she couldn't focus. She was to excited! She paced the room. They'd taken her phone and most of her belongings, save for her clothes. She knew she'd soon be losing those, too.
Finally her handler came back and beckoned. She was led in silence to the parking basement, where a sedan with tinted windows was waiting. She got in. She was blindfolded, and then the car started driving.
The car ride was long and boring. They were not allowed to talk to her, or her to them. They drove in silence for well more than an hour. She could hear them sniffing the air. Two males were in the front seat, she alone in the back. They could smell her heat and in all likelihood were sporting uncomfortable erections. She crossed her legs, biting her lip. Bashfulness wouldn't serve her, however. Not where she was going.
The car came to a stop. The door was opened and she was led out. She smelled pine in the air and felt dirt under her feet. She was gently led inside what sounded like a large tent. She could smell and hear others there, a great number of kobolds all hard at work. She couldn't see if they were looking at her, but nobody spoke to her. She was led into another chamber... smaller or bigger, she couldn't tell, but empty. And then another... and then, she was stopped. A hand removed the blindfold, and her handlers exited before she could see them, the door closing.
The room was totally bare and no bigger than a large walk-in closet. It was utterly featurless, and dark. She rubbed her arms and waited. She knew what was coming. Her tail flicked and she took a deep breath to steady herself.
The wall in front of her lifted. Lights hit her. She stepped forward. It was getting darker, coming up on twilight. Two massive floodlights bathed her in a neutral light, and three huge cameras were pointed at her. A kobold male, older and very familiar to her, stepped forward. She was dressed snappily, and his smile was very practiced and warm.
"Step up, Falina!"
His arm went around her shoulder and he turned to face the cameras to speak to her. "Nervous?" he asked.
"Y-yes," she responded, more meekly than she intended.
"Well, there's nothing to be afraid of, I'm sure you'll do just fine. Care to tell us a bit about yourself?"
She did. Quickly. She'd been told to keep it short, so she rehearsed it many times. Her job. Where she went to college. Her hometown. Simple things.
"Haha, that's fantastic," the host said, still grinning for the cameras. Aside from the camera and lighting crew, there was nobody there. Her eyes adjusted, so she could see past them. They were outside, in front of a wall of trees. A forest that stretched as far as she could see. "So, I know you're familiar with the rules, but for the sake of the audience, here they are..."
He listed them off. The rules for Chase Night were very simple. If she reached the end of the course still a virgin in her sex, she would win fifty thousand dollars. Five young males were out in the wilderness, and if they caught her, they could (and would) fuck her. If she lost her virginity, the males won, and each took home ten thousand.
Though they would do their best to subdue her, they were not allowed to hit or harm her, nor she them. Once she was taken, they were allowed to take her as long as they pleased.
Finally, there were two cards placed somewhere on the course, an oral and an anal card. If she was overtaken by a male while in possession of one of those cards, the male could only take her in the orifice specified by the card. It was degrading, but gave her valuable second chances.
Of course, everything, from start to finish, win lose or draw, would be recorded, and broadcasted for the show.
She nodded to them all, steadying her breathing. Then came the part she was somewhat dreading. "Final rule," he said, smirking at her. "No clothes."
She nodded and started to strip. Off came her shirt. Down went her pants. She kicked the clothes aside, stark naked in front of the cameras. All three cameras roamed over her nude body, and the host gave her a few uncomfortable moments to stand exposed before them before he said. "Game on. Good luck!"
She wasted no time, sprinting into the woods.
The game field was always different. Sometimes it was a rocky hilly area, fraught with gullys and caves. Other times it was sparse grassland. Occasionally it had even been urban settings, those are usually reserved for sweeps. Tonight, it was a pine forest. Lots of level ground and dry needles. The thick trees would have to hide her, because even the shrubbery was sparse. She'd have to move fast.
She knew from watching the show that only the worst contestants made a beeline for the winner's circle. There was always a male waiting someplace near the middle to anticipate that move. The smartest strategy was to find the direction of the wind, use that to her advantage, and move erratically and unpredictably. And conserve her energy... should she need to run.
She knew there were cameras everywhere, with a nation watching. Not right now, of course. The games weren't live. She would occasionally spot a shape in the trees, or something standing up from the ground. It was dark and getting darker, though, and she had more pressing concerns than looking for cameras.
Deep in her heat, she knew her scent would be powerful for the males, and without clothes to mask it, it would carry far. She had to make good time. It was hard to gauge the wind in the thick pine forest, so she just started moving at a brisk job, keeping low, and trying to stay silent. She made sure to keep her zig zags tight. It would be too easy to lose her way in these thick woods. The only consolation was that the males would be just as aimless as her. Male players didn't have any advanced knowledge of the environment. They were released from the winners circle at the same time she was released from the start.
Fortune smiled on her first. A brief shimmer out of the corner of her eye drew her to a small pine tree with a reflector attached. Hanging from a small hook in the bark was a card on a string. She grabbed it and quickly red what was written beneath the laminate: "Oral." A second chance. She slipped it around her neck. She felt a drop of liquid roll down her inner thigh. Her virgin pussy was leaking her fluids. Her body was subconsciously preparing itself, which was bad. Her scent would only be more powerful.
Her fears were well founded. A short time later, she was weaving between a thick batch of adolescent trees when she head a trig snap. She froze. Her ears strained, but she didn't hear anything more. But when she moved to take a step, a hand shot out of a fir tree. She yelped and scooted back, trying to pull away, but the grip was powerful. Her efforts pulled him out of the low-hanging boughs. A naked, young male, already erect. He tugged her closer, his grip unyielding. Her eyes locked on his penis, sprouting erect as it was from his groin, over his defined ballsack. It was the first erect penis she'd ever seen in person.
His victorious smirk faltered a moment when he spotted the card. He snatched it from her before she could say anything, glancing down at it. He let out a sigh. "Fuck," he grunted, looking at her and tossing the card away. "Lucky you. Ever suck a cock before?"
She shook her head, shivering. Naked and in heat, an aroused male in front of her... her body was on overdrive. She swallowed, and licked her lips. He grinned at that. His hand went from her arm to her head, forcing her down to her knees. He stepped up and spread his feet apart a little, bumping the head of his cock against her snout. "Learn quick, babe."
It was good advice. The longer they lingered, the better chance she had to be discovered mid-act by another of the males. She grabbed the base of his penis and brought her mouth up, taking him as brazenly as she dared. She immediately tasted his salty precum, and felt him flex in her mouth, the cock swelling just a little. The male moaned.
"Mmmh," he groaned, the grip on her head tightening. "you should just walk to the middle on your hands and knees and hike your tail up and wait." He moved her head with his hand, setting the pace he enjoyed. He forced her down to his root, pressing her in with authority. She made a gurgling noise, and he let her slip back, only to thrust himself in deep once more. "You're terrible. Walked right into me."
She whimpered. On her knees with his cock making use of her mouth, it was hard for her to mount an argument. The night was young and already she was on that week's highlight reel. His authority was unquestionable, his musk intoxicating. Drops of her femcum rolled down her thighs as he fucked her face, taking a lot of the responsibility off her shoulders. She was thankful for it. She reached around and gripped his muscular ass cheeks as he gripped her horns with both hands and gave it to her. He knew he was on camera, and he gave them a show. His tail flicked with his thrusts, he grunted and rolled his head and just generally enjoyed her in thorough fashion.
"Ngh! Ngh... yeah... fuck... suck that... suck that cock..." He grunted, humping her face. She looked up at him, her mouth slurping noisily around his penis. She couldn't help the noises. Sucking cock was a messy affair. "Use your tongue you stupid... mmh, that's it, good girl..." He rolled head head back, grinding his hips into her face, making her cough around his shaft. "Mh! Mmh, got some cum for ya... get ready to swallow, slut..."
She thought she was ready, but even so his orgasm surprised her. She didn't know what cum was going to taste like. She knew salty, but... it was definitely unique. Her throat worked as she gulped, he pressed in deep and pulsing with round after round of rich, thick white kobold semen. He held himself deep in her mouth until he was completely done filling her, pulling free once completely spent. He shoved her to the side and stretched, leaving her to half-sit on the ground, swallowing the last of his seed.
He just chuckled at her and said, "Good luck, slut. Go and get fucked so I can make a cool ten grand on top of that blowjob."
That snapped her out of it. She needed to keep moving. She was instantly on her feet and on the move, fleeing into the woods.