John wakes up

“Wakey wakey! Rise and shine everyone!”

John rubbed his eyes as the game master got on the speakers again. It took him a second to figure out where he was. He sat up quickly and groaned, his lower body was all sore from the beating he took yesterday from Emily. He wasn’t sure when he got into the room or what time/day it was.

“Round 2 will start in 1 hour! Just be ready and stand at the door! Don’t be late, we’ll add some penalty games if you hold us up too long. That’s all from me for now!”

John found the breakfast and ate a few bites, though he wasn’t super hungry at this point, more tired than anything else. He took a quick shower and dried himself. He could only find a shirt to wear, and it wasn’t quite long enough so his tiny dick was just barely visible dangling below the fabric. Before he knew it the speakers blared again, signaling the start of the new round.

The exit to the room suddenly slid open to reveal a larger connected room, and on the other side was…

John gulped as he watched Emily strut in, fully nude, and despite the shlacking his little toothpick got earlier he was starting to harden up.

“Huh? You again? What was your name… Jim or something?”

The speakers came to life once again.

“Alright everyone, time for round 2! This one is a team round! As you can see we’ve paired you up again but this time you’ll be working together! And now to reveal the game!”

A wall slid open to reveal a strange vehicle. It looked like some strange cross between a motorbike and BDSM gear.

“You’ll be working together to race in these specially designed bikes! Each person will have a different role, the thruster and the steerer. The thruster will stand in the back and… you guess it, thrust into their partner! The faster you fuck, the faster you’ll go! The harness sensors will pick up on your movements and speed up or slow down accordingly.”

“As for the steerer, your job is to be on the receiving end of the fucking and control where the bike goes. Moving your hips back and forth won’t contribute to the thruster’s job, you’ll be locked in place so you won’t have much room to wiggle around anyways.”

John and Emily approached the bike and inspected it. The front seat was designed to have the steerer be essentially on their hands and knees. There were straps to lock the legs and torso in, as well as a support for the belly, forcing the steerer’s rear end to stick up into the air. As for the seat behind, it was less of a seat and more of a platform to stand on. A rigid harness with various wires and strings was attached behind to keep track of the thruster’s movements.

“A few other things! You’ll find a box full of assorted gear, like rope, net guns, etc. You’re free to use these as you like during the course of the race. Don’t worry, we’ve designed the bike, the track, and ‘weapons’ to be completely safe so go wild! Points will be scored based on what order you finish in. A faster finish will lead to higher points, scaling down to finishing last giving you zero points. Finally, while this is a game of speed, it ain’t about being speedy in bed. Watch out if you’re a quick-shot, not only will you struggle to keep thrusting as the race goes on, you’ll also be penalized by adding a minute onto your time per ejaculation!”

“Now players, mount up, and give your bike a test ride around the room! We’ll give you 10 minutes to get adjusted and then we expect you to be parked and ready to go at the designated start position!”

“Hang on a minute, no way this is fair” complained Emily. “Game master! Get in here!”