LT Day 5 - It is

It's blood. Luckily, Lara seems calmer than the others. She takes your hand and hurries you through the woods... it's pretty far back to the Lodge, but there is a tiny building with bathrooms and showers down by the river, where all the boats from yesterday are.

You try to thank her and rush in there, diving into the shower and getting your clothes off under the water. You quickly get all the blood rinsed off, but you still feel disgusting and shocked, so you stay in the shower for a while.

You suddenly notice that Lotte is there. She is in the doorway, holding a bottle of shampoo. She is obviously behind this.

There are a lot of big feelings... you don't even care that she creeped in here and is looking at you naked. You are so mad that you are not even mad anymore.

"Just go," you say.

She laughs and does not go. She steps into the shower and offers the shampoo to you.

"I thought you would need this," she says. You knock it out of her hand. "How rude," she says.

You turn your back on her and take a deep breath. She wants you to react. If you just don't react, she will leave. You are so mad. You have never been this angry.

You feel the shampoo bottle prod your butt. You spin around, knock it away again, and grab her. You slam her to the wall and pin her, holding her arm behind her back like you a cop trying to arrest her. Now that you've done it, you don't know what to say to her. What can you do? Threaten her? Beat her up? You can't do that. You want to, but you are not a violent person. You are not sure you could beat anyone up...

You are so frustrated with her.

"God, I fucking hate you," you tell her.

Even with her face pressed against the tiles, she grins.

"But you seem glad to see me," she says.

You notice that you are pressed up against her body. She and her clothes are soaked by the shower now, and you have gotten hard. Your cock is nestled against her soft ass, and she can feel it.

You pull her shorts and underwear down over the curve of her bottom, grabbing your cock and pushing it between her legs. She is ready for you, but you don't care. You shove roughly into her pussy, keeping her pinned. The way her inner walls tremble around you and the way she bites her lip tell you she loves it, and that just pisses you off more. You thrust up into her as hard as you can, like you want to use your hips to break down a door. She screams and shivers. You twist her arm even more, and that just makes her insides squeeze you tighter.

"Yes," she cries, squirming as you fuck her while water pours on you both. "Yes!" She cums with a shudder, and you feel her legs knocking together weakly. You suddenly let her go; why should you help her stand or hold her up?

She collapses to the floor of the shower, gasping as her legs shake. Laughing weakly with her red face, she turns around to sit, looking up at you with an expression of half orgasmic satisfaction, half smug superiority. She opens her mouth to say something, but you step over her, forcing your cock into it all the way. She gags and chokes, but you keep your hands on her head with a grip on her wet, blonde hair.

With your jaw clenched, your penis throbs and spurts your load, deep in her throat. You keep yourself there until it's all out. Then you pull out of her mouth and leave the shower, hearing her cough and spit behind you. She isn't laughing now.

You walk all the way out, finding Lara there with some dry clothes and a towel. She turns red at the sight of you.

"Oh," she says. "You are naked."

"I fucking hate her," you say. Lara looks puzzled. She doesn't know about Lotte.

"It er... sounded friendly in there," she says. She must have heard Lotte screaming her head off as you fucked her.

"We are going to destroy the Red Team," you vow.

Lara's still staring at your body. She doesn't know what's going on.

"OK," she agrees.