Sam (♀) and Sam (♂) read "Subjugation Tournament" by Gambio: The Return of Beatrice

The murderous revenant that had crawled her way up from hell to terrorize the Sams snored softly. They'd moved her a bit closer to the fire, and there was a bruise developing on her forehead where the tree branch had struck. Neither of the Sams was sure how she would react if she awoke, tied up, with two naked people reading erotic stories by the fire.

They needed a solution, and there was only one potential ray of hope.

"So, the Beatrice heroine path," Sam (♀) said. "This is like the Hebi-san path. First we do the date nights, then we read the hero path, and with any luck we figure out what to do so we don't get murdered horribly."

"I'm a big fan of not being horribly murdered," Sam (♂) agreed.

“You had some rice stuck on your face”, I explained, showing her the evidence.
“D-DON’T YOU DARE EATING THAT!”

"I mean, I've had worse dates," Sam (♀) admitted.

"Nobody ended up bleeding or pregnant," Sam (♂) said. "She didn't even break his dick."

“If you where born in Zeth I wouldn't have to enter a tournament to get you“, Beatrice grinned up at me. “I could simply show up on your doorstep and claim you as my personal slave.”

"Credit where it's due, Gambio does do fairly well with the tragic backstories." Sam (♀) said.

The sex is part of the mental healing process. It’s not that I want to have sex with you, you know, but it is a sacrifice I have to make in the name of the greater good

"Never even touched his dick. Beatrice's ego aside, the first date is very cordial," Sam (♂) noted. "How far do you think they would get on a fourth date?"

"Anal," Sam (♀) said, with a total confidence that he did not feel. "Although which one would be on the receiving end, I do not know."

"Are we going to do the 'gay nose porn(optional)'?" Sam (♂) asked. "It's not strictly on the path, but we haven't read it before..."

"What if there's a clue there that will help us defeat Minnie the Hellion over there?" Sam (♀) said. "Can we take that chance?"

There was a deep, heartfelt sigh. And they clicked through.

Listen! This is a huge chance for all of you! You get to boop me, the great witch of miracles, on the nose!

"Gambio did that thing where he changed the POV character without announcing it, and things are confusing for half a page," Sam (♂) observed. "Would you boop her?"

"I would not boop her, no," Sam (♀) admitted. "Although once I saw her sneezegasm, I would probably boop her relentlessly. Points for creativity on that one. Anyway, that's date number one; now they go on date number two...where Mari Beta is supposed to punish Beatrice."

We’re almost as ethical as Philip Morris!

"That's a deep cut, but it landed," Sam (♂) admitted. "Even if no one in that setting should get that joke."

"It helps at this point to remember that Gambio is more interested in humiliation than in either sexiness or pain," Sam (♀) said. "And it can be more difficult to actually express those kind of emotions with showing instead of telling, so props for that. But..."

"Beatrice is annoying," the Sams finished in unison.

"Yeah, there's too much ego and silliness to feel bad for her or to get aroused at the emotion. So if you aren't amused by 18-year-olds playacting like siblings out of a mid-tier comedy manga, it doesn't always hit as 'entertaining.' Also, cosplaying his sister is...creepy." Sam (♀) said.

"Every piece of Ceri lore I have ever learned has been against my will," Sam (♂) said. "And I think I spent half the story convinced Beatrice was really his lost sister in disguise and she had some major crush on him."

“Big Bro”, she grinned at me. “I am currently so dripping wet, there is no possible way you could injure me. Now, come and fuck me.”
My brain short circuited.

"From a technical standpoint, I dislike this because if his brain really had short-circuited, we should get no coherent thoughts, just terrible, primal urges, feelings, sensations. It's not that Gambio is incapable of writing a sex scene, but a lot of them are like reading a review of a porn tape. Technically accurate, but lacks magic," Sam (♀) said.

"To be fair, orgies are difficult to write well," Sam (♂) observed. "And you have to focus on some individuals. Focusing on the two primary POV characters isn't a bad decision. And they do have sex. Full sex! Just not, you know, paragraphs of descriptive sex."

I glanced at the girl beneath me, who gets mercilessly pounded. Beatrice. Her name is Beatrice. Beat Rice,

"You know, there's a film called Hanzo the Razor where a Japanese man trains his penis by fucking a bale of rice," Sam (♀) said. "I doubt Gambio has ever heard of it, but it's a nice image to have during this chapter.

"I feel like Gambio could have wrapped this around with Mari eating the rice off of her face earlier, so that he eats his cum out of her pussy so she doesn't get pregnant," Sam (♂) said. "But that would be more explicit than most of the sex scenes in this story get. And it might be out of character of Mari Beta to clean up his own mess."

...is this what it feels to get scammed?

"Did we read this chapter before?" Sam (♀) asked.

"I know we read a chapter like this," Sam (♂) confirmed. "Gambio was obviously trying to tie the end of the date back into the main storyline. Do we remember where we went from here?"

"We did both," Sam (♀) said, checking the story tree. "Which means we finished both dates, and now qualify to continue on Beatrice's heroine path. So, zipping ahead to where Mari Beta is preparing to face Minerva..."

The truth about Beatrice and Ceri.

"...regrets, I have a few," Sam (♀) said.

"Does it make it better or worse that Mari didn't cum inside of his actual sister, just one that looks exactly like her?" Sam (♂) said.

"I'm kind of wondering if this makes the main branch where Femto dies fighting Minerva more tragic," Sam (♀) admitted. "Speaking of which, continuing on..."

“What the hell do you think you are doing, you moronic, maladjusted, malfunctioning malinger?”

"There is a good point here. Mari Beta's major motivation throughout this tournament has nominally been finding his sister and survival. Even getting laid or retaining some vestige of personal freedom was a distant third. So with Femto/Ceri being just straight-up off the table, fucking off becomes a much more likely option," Sam (♂) said. "Of course, Gambio instead goes for the weirder option."

You don’t need your gold anymore, right? With the matter of your sister resolved

"I mean, point," Sam (♀) said. "Can't spend the gold when you're dead."

"Anyway, skipping the arena fight and going straight to Minerva was ballsy," Sam (♂) noted. "Although not always as well-proofread. 'Is the cunt death yet'?"

In that case it was time for a gamble.

"Back to Beatrice's POV," Sam (♀) sighed. "Just, like a little notice would help."

"I think it's interesting that Femto goes above and beyond once again," Sam (♂) said. "Think she's really carrying a torch for Mari and/or Beatrice?"

"I just hope Ceri/Femto doesn't get resurrected in Beatrice's womb in the epilogue," Sam (♀) said. "Although fuck, that does make me think of the original epilogue and that does make it more poignant. Goddamnit."

A pity Dark Lord Minerva eluded me, but beyond that everything went down exactly as I had predicted!

"So...if we sell my soul..." Sam (♂) said.

"Thirty seconds," Sam (♀) told him flatly. "Max. And that's if we can summon a devil first."

“Why of course, big bro. Just leave everything to your little sis. Again.”

"It is kind of impressive the lengths these characters will go to either to fuck or fuck with Mari Beta," Sam (♂) observed. "But that is kind of the name of the game."

Perhaps by now it has become obvious. The one place we choose to escape Minerva’s wrath was a place she had no means of following us.
Hell.

The Sams looked at each other. Then at their captive.

"I mean, I guess that's an option," Sam (♀) said carefully. "Certainly an original one. If she escaped Hell, there must be a portal or something, right?"

"Let's stick a pin on a long vacation in fire and brimstone," Sam (♂) said.

“GET A JOB ALREADY!”
My sister screamed at me.
“If you think I just let a deadbeat brother like you mooch of my income you have another thing coming! People that don’t work should get executed!”

"Technically a good ending," Sam (♀) said. "Babies ever after, family all together, Femto's alive. What do you think happened with Lucky?"

"I think Gambio forgot about her and didn't notice until tying things up with a big bow on them at the end," Sam (♂) said. "It may not be as epic as the official ending, but it does clear up some mysteries. The random POV shifts to Beatrice are still annoying and confusing as hell. And I guess we could try and get work at Hellters?"

"Now imagining you at Femboi Hellters," Sam (♀) said with a smile, and nudged her naked counterpart in the ribs. "But seriously, are we going to Hell?"

"Always were, probably," Sam (♂) said, and looked at their captive. "But...she hasn't woken up yet. And there are other paths to consider. Other options. Maybe we should take a clue from Mari Beta and the Betamasters and think through a strategy before we do something we will definitely, absolutely regret."

Minnie stirred in her sleep. The forest went quiet, as if all the living things and even the shadows held their breath.

"...bitches," she murmured sleepily. "They shall all drown in lakes of blood. Now they will know why they are afraid of the dark. Now they will know why they fear the night..."

She snored. The Sams looked at each other, bodies covered in a cold sweat.

They definitely needed a plan.