Resist... for now

The rational part of Jade's mind tries to assert itself over her undeniable needs, to be touched and to feel that thick cream spurting deep inside -

"Oh!"

She still has her hand over her mouth, the only thing that keeps the tiny exclamation from being heard. The sudden twinge hadn't been much, but it was unexpected - which it shouldn't have been, considering it came from her own hand! She looks down and saw that she had unconsciously tried to slide a finger inside herself, and the pain had come from stretching her own hymen to near the breaking point. It hadn't hurt, exactly... and if it had, then it hurt so very good! And, it hadn't exactly cleared her head; if anything, Jade feels hornier than ever. But, it reminds her of what she stands to lose. It isn't so much the hymen itself, which Jade knows is hardly a valid sign of virginity. Her head is spinning, every fiber of her body tells her she needs to surrender and open herself to a hard, penetrating FUCK... but somewhere within her is still the voice that says, Not here. Not now. Not this way.

"But I need it," she whispers, so softly that she can barely hear her own voice.

There is another way. A vision of a soft, feminine form swims before her eyes, a body like the one she held in her arms earlier that day, with sweet lips and a gentle caress.

"Yes," she breathes. "That's what I need."

She shakes her head violently, trying to clear it so she can move with stealth and deliberation. Slowly, quietly, Jade backs away from the clearing on all fours, waiting until the firelight is out of sight behind the trees before she stands up to walk.

Once she's a good distance away, Jade ducks down into a convenient cover provided by a leafy bush by a large tree root, and plunges her hand between her legs to rub at her clit, gritting her teeth hard to keep from crying out as she gives herself some desperately-needed relief. It seems to take only a few seconds to make herself climax.

At last, the buzzing in her head clears... only slightly, but enough so that she can think. So, I have to find one of the other girls now, she thinks to herself. Sure, that's easy; except for the fact that they're trying to hide just as much as I am, or they've given into the need to get fucked and so they're hanging out with the men now. Probably some of them are making deals right now to get to the prize first. It's hopeless! I'm going to lose unless I play the same game.

Except... Jade thought about her conversation with the... well, call him "the Director" for lack of a better name. He said I was giving him good material, and it's pretty clear what he meant, she considers. If I actually CAN find one of the other girls, I'll give them more of that, and maybe he'll actually make good on that half-promise to help me get to the finish line first. I'm still left with the problem of actually FINDING one of the other girls, but it might not be a futile gesture - especially if...

Jade peers around in the dark, and in moments she sees what she's looking for; the glint of starlight off a camera lens in the tree above her. She stands up, grabs a good handhold on the trunk, and hoists herself up to the camera's level, looking directly into it. "Whoever's watching, I want to offer you a deal," she says. "You saw what went on with me and Tiffany, earlier. I know you liked what you saw. I can give you more of that and then some... I'll give you the kind of searing hot lesbian action that makes every red-blooded male in your audience cream in their jeans. But I need another girl to do it with, and I can't find them on my own. YOU know where we all are. Just give me one little hint to find one of the other girls, and you'll see what I can do when I'm not holding anything back!"

She jumps down from the tree, takes a deep breath, then turns to walk away - when she hears a thin electronic whirring. Looking back over her shoulder at the tree, Jade sees the camera rotate around, point in a new direction, zoom in and out twice, and then swivel back to point at her.

Jade nods, and allows herself a tiny smirk of satisfaction; then, she hefts her pack onto both shoulders and strikes off in that direction.