Blackstone Resort's Secret Game

"Have you been up here all week?"

"I came up Monday morning. Needed a break from people. How many points did you get?" Tory stood and walked over to the fireplace, moving a log and adding another.

"50 just for Nora. I'm at 135 now, officially in first."

"I hoped it was you. I got bumped to second."

She was standing by the fire, turning to warm her rear on the flames. I took a few steps to join her. My hands rest on her lower back, just above her curve. Our eyes connected and explored the micro-expressions our faces were trying to hide. I'd been lying to Nora, trying to convince her I felt something for her. I had the opposite problem with Tory; I had to hide how much I was actually feeling.

"So almost two weeks and I'm beating you? I thought this was going to be hard."

My favorite little giggle came out again; Tory's mask was checked at the cabin door. I could see the joy she always repressed. We kissed, slowly. Our tongues reunited, playful laughs as our lips touched and separated.

"There's a lot of time left. Don't get cocky yet."

Her hands entered my jacket, rubbing up my back. We kissed again as I started tugging at her shirt. She pushed it down but didn't stop kissing me. We stood in front of the fire, tender kisses that had no promise of more.

"How's the team? Seems like you got Marisol after all."

"You were right, she wanted to join. Nora brought Stephanie too, it feels like were going to steamroll right through everyone."

"It's still early and I haven't joined the competition yet." She bit my lower lip and let out a little evil laugh. "It will be fun to be the enemy... for a bit."

"Who are you joining?"

"Harriet loves me, and I'll get to see Bella up close. She's only been in one year, a top 5 finish. She's good."

"Bella's hot."

"All sales girls are. Part of the job requirements. Should I be jealous?"

"Are you capable of being jealous?"

Tory pushed me, shook her head and looked at my feet. A quick pull of my shirt and we were making out again. She pulled apart, tapped my chest and told me she would be back. She returned with a giant blanket, laid it down in front of the fire and reunited our lips.

My hands pulled her body in; I could feel her chest crush into mine. Her natural aroma wafted into my nose as I kissed her neck. I gripped her butt, noticed my erection pressing into her. I pulled at her shirt again, this time she lifted her arms and let me remove it. Our urgency ramped up, her bra was next, then my shirt. Strong desire-filled kisses between each layer removed; we rocked out of our pants and hit the floor together. The soft blanket around our skin, the flicks of warmth coming from the fire.

"How are Julie and Jacky?" I kissed her neck, trying to keep progressing versus recapping the last few days. Tory was persistent; she turned away from my lips and bit my ear. "Tyler. We have all night to have sex. Don't forget we're here to strategize, come up with our next move."

"They're fine. I don't think Julie will ever leave my side. Jacky seems cautious of Nora but stuck around because of me."

"Good. How's the fall out with April?"

Almost like she was incentivizing me, her hand pushed under the waistband of my boxers. A cold and firm grip around my shaft. I let out an involuntary gasp, my hand caressing along the end of her vine tattoo.

"She was just nominated by Julie; she watched us fuck last night." I flicked my tongue against hers before continuing. "Nora threatened to have her transferred. She did it right after sucking me off in her office."

Tory broke apart, her brows pressing together. "Don't do it at work. I'm serious. Caught by the wrong person and you're out of the game and a job." Tory's hand still hadn't stopped sliding along my length. Her breathing was getting quicker. "Nora uses the resort to get ahead. What little power her position provides she uses, her private little office, the connection with guests. Be careful. It's better to burn that relationship than get dropped."

While she lectured me, our bottoms were slowly removed. Tory straddled me and pinned my hands above my head. She let my tip feel how wet she was. A slow drop of her hips and I felt that tight grip hug me. Her breath was hot in my ear. She gently grinded into me, letting her warmth fully accept my girth.

"I've wanted to use this cock since that first night." SLAM. She lifted her hips and pushed back down aggressively. "It was difficult to stop when I nominated you. The feeling of you stretching my tight little hole." SLAM. "Good things come to those who wait."

She started rocking her hips forward, using my chest as a brace. Her eyes had a soft defiance in them, like us being there was against the rules. With every movement of her hips, she was satisfying an urge she wasn't supposed to fill.

"One last question... before you destroy me." My hips jumped up when she said it, the slightest jiggle of her breasts. "You need to be in love with Nora, break down her walls. We need her to be devastated when you end it. Can you handle it?"

"As long as this is waiting for me at the end; I'll do anything."

She brought her lips back down to my ear, bit it, licked it, and blew a slow stream of air into the canal. She started to whisper, then stopped, giggled, and kept teasing me. One last hard bite and she said what I'd dreamt of since the first night I met her.

"This is at the end. It will be yours. I will be yours. Show me you deserve it."

My arms wrapped behind her back, palms resting on her shoulders. I groaned a long 'yes' and pushed her down on me. I locked her down, our skin hot against each other while my hips pounded from below. Almost hysterical moans filled right into my ear. It felt good, the deception that led to this. It made this moment more powerful; like I earned it.

My hips slowed as the fatigue set in, an ache in my back. I pushed to my elbows, then my hands and I pushed down on her chest. Tory's back fell to the rug. I held her thighs tight to my core as I pushed my heavy length back inside of her. Her mask was long gone. Delicate relaxation softened her face. Scrumptious little whimpers left her mouth with no effort to stop them.

I admired her body; just as much hard work and dedication went into it as she put into the game. Her strong shoulders, the sharp vines twisting around her torso. The perfect jiggle of her breast with every thrust. I could have this as my only reward, and I'd never stop.

"Slow down... yesss... go slow... I have more to ask you..." Tory laughed, her eyes closing as I slowly pushed to the end. I left my cock buried inside of her, a twitching grasp around it.

"What do you want to know?"

"Am I better than Nor-"

"Yes. Fuck yes. She is nothing compared to you."

"Good. Don't stop. Just let me feel that long dick slide slowly all the way in... and out." I resumed, stopping myself from laughing. She wouldn't quit. "Besides me... whose been your favorite?"

"Julie... Fuck... This is killing me Tory, let me go, unleash me, let me pound you until we're both screaming."

"Patience. Nobody ever won this game before Christmas. We have a long road ahead." Tory's nails clawed down my chest. "I'll have to fuck other people you know."

"So will I."

"It may get rough... they can get brutal."

"Is this real? Us?"

"Yes. More than I'll ever admit."

"Then I don't care. I'll get through it, get to this cabin, to us."

"That's not a bad answer..." Tory closed her eyes and laid her arms above her head. Her nipples reminded me how cold the room was. Her posture was lifting them off her body, the perfect view. "This is all that matters. Remember we're just working to get back to this."

I decided I wasn't waiting any longer, Tory could try and stop me or let me have my way with her. I wrapped my fingers around her throat and applied the smallest amount of pressure. On the slow long pull out of her, I held my tip and her lips. Her eyes opened slowly as the sensation of me entering her was delayed. As soon as I could see the emerald in her eye, I pushed in with all my might.

"FUCK." Her brows rose while her nose wrinkled. Her hands wrapped around my wrist still gripping her throat. My left hand slid down her leg, wedging between her thigh and core. I used it as leverage as I proceeded to use every drop of strength I had to plow into her.

Her hands gripped tightly around my arm, but she wasn't trying to remove it. I felt the intensity of her grip and matched it with my own hand around her throat. The smile that appeared in the corner of her mouth sent a spark through me. Still coaching, even while I was slamming inside of her.

I watched the smile disappear. The hot breath rush out of her. The corner of her eyes tilt up as her core began to spasm. She was about to cum; I could sense it. Her grip tightened on my arm, so I tightened the grip on her throat. She nodded, barely. Her movements were more sporadic, her eyes pleading with me. It was the most stunning I'd ever seen her.

"Mmmm. Yes. I'm so... Slap me... hard... force this... fuuuucking... orgasm... Out of me... shit..."

CRACK. The first contact from my left hand was hard, harder than Julie. I left my right squeezing her neck, my hips unrelenting.

CRACK. Tory's face was unfazed by the slap, almost hardening it every time. I hit her again, harder. Her look told me she liked it; her flooding pussy told me she loved it.

"Yes Tyler. So, fucking hard... I'm going to cum... So. Fucking. Hard. YES."

Both of my hands jumped off her, wrapped around her thighs and kept the same rhythm as best I could. She twisted, her hips lifted, and the sexiest sound of my life crashed out of her. Her face stiffened; I could see the veins in her neck as the moans paused. A few seconds later they erupted as her voice caught up to the waves of pleasure she was feeling.

I stopped my motions, holding my length as far inside of this writhing sexy body as I could. Her tight grip was twitching around my cock, like it was trying to force the seed out of me. I didn't let it, pulled it out with a slow audible slide and rested it on her abs.

"You're hot when you cum."

Her cheeks were red, her breathing heavy. A sly sexy smile pursed her lips before she responded.

"Then make me do it again."

She didn't even give me time to respond; she flipped over to her hands and knees and shoved her ass into me. It almost knocked me back. I gripped it, felt the firm muscle in my hands and pushed forward. My tip entered with ease. I didn't even move; her ass swallowed my cock with her sudden movement backwards.

For a few minutes I just watched her. Leaned back, her calculated rolls of her hips make her moan louder than me. I surprised her with a spank, hard, loud. Nora's words echoed in my head for a second, I spanked like a girl. I hit Tory harder, another loud clap of my palm against her toned ass. She yelped, her head cranking back suddenly.

She didn't protest, maybe a touch of caution across her face. I straightened my back, placed my hands between her thighs and abs and began to fuck her. As hard as I could, with as much passion that I felt within.

I didn't stop, I pushed past the fire burning in my lungs, the pleasure streaking along my dick. I let the sweat drop right off my chin, I noticed it splash and disappear off her own gleaming skin. She tried to speak, but the force I was putting into her made it difficult.

"Yes... Tyl... fuck... oh holy... don't sto... stop... don't fuc... king stop... yes. Yes. Yeeeee-"

Tory muffled her moans with the blanket, pushed her face down and ass up all at the same time. She was screaming, her fingers were rubbing her clit furiously and my hips continued to crash into her ass. It was everything I wanted, everything I'd been working toward. But it was just the beginning.

I felt that sudden tightening of my sack, the tingles tickling my tip. I was reaching the point of no return. Tory's cries told me she was too, and I wanted to feel it at the same time.

"Are you ready, Tory? Are you fucking ready... to cum together... to experience our bodies releasing as one?"

"Yes. I am. Fuck. I can't beliv-" Her sharp groans cut off her own words. She had started; I felt her warmth rush with slick juices. Her ass stopped pushing back, it shook, fell and spasmed as I felt my own shaft twitching. I normally slow when it starts, the sensitivity becomes too much. I powered through this time; every last drop had left my cock before my hips stopped pounding into this gym crafted ass.

Tory fell forward, her hips slumping into the floor, her cum leaking lips stared up at me. She was a work of art, her smile, the eyes, the way she let me take in the view of her curves still covered in sweat. I never wanted it to end.

"Come here." Tory turned on her side as I crawled up next to her. The floor was hard under the blanket; it wasn't comfortable... but I wouldn't trade it for the Blackstone Mansion bed. Our eyes grew closer, our foreheads resting on each other's. "Are you hungry?"

"I am. Should we order pizza?"

Her distinct little giggle made me hug her tighter. Obviously we couldn't order pizza, and instead of making a joke or teasing me. She just laughed and held me tighter. I don't know how long we laid like that, but our sweat had dried and our bodies kept us warm. The fire needed another log, Tory placed it, then grabbed another blanket. We draped them around us as we sat in front of the flicking flames.

Tory grabbed her pack and passed me a brown bag. She opened hers and removed a few smaller pouches. She poured some water, shook the pouch and dug in with a spoon. She paused as she saw me staring.

"Never had an MRE?"

"No." I laughed. Hiking, camping, and outdoorsy stuff was not common in Florida. Our nature days were on a beach with coronas.

"Here, take mine." She passed it to me, took mine and repeated her motions. She had happiness on her face, like she was remembering lovely memories. "My dad and I used to spend weeks up here, living only on MRE's and the fish we caught."

"Tell me about him."

"The definition of gym rat. He's the reason I'm in the gym every day. He was, I watched him as a kid. I tried to copy him. He always involved me, paved the road for me to follow."

"Does he still live around here?"

"No. California. At least he did five years ago."

"What happened?"

Tory rolled to her back and stared at the ceiling. Like she was grappling with the memories, trying to decide which ones to share, if any.

"He turned this cabin into something I hated. For a long time. These vines..." She traced them around her body. They covered her thigh, twisted up around her back and ended around her chest. "A reminder... that even the things you hold closest... can hurt you."

I wanted to keep asking, learn more about what made her the way she is. Her eyes had started to form a gloss over them. I decided it wasn't right to keep asking.

"My mom. Always there for me. T-ball all the way to college. She was my anchor. Then I walked in on her with my college coach. I always thought my parents were perfect together. She tried to explain; they had drifted apart for a long time. They only stayed for me and my brother. It didn't matter. I could never see her the same way."

"My dad was my idol. We stopped coming up here my senior year. He told me I needed to focus on school, get into college yada yada... I came up here to get away. Bad breakup, couldn't talk to my mom about it. When I opened the door." Tory pointed at the bed in the corner. One I'd never seen her even sit on. "My dad was there with my mom's best friend. I ran straight to my mom. Didn't think of the consequences. Told her. She lost it. My sister freaked out. Told me I ruined the family, took mom's side and ran away with her. I haven't spoken with either of them since."

She hugged me, tightly. Our arms around one another, our bodies keeping each other warm. We stayed like that, I don't even know how long before we fell asleep. I woke to a frigid cold; I lifted the blanket over us and snuggled closer to her. The sun was already rising. Small streaks of light entered through the window.

It felt like tory was awake, pushing in closer to me, adjusting the blanket slightly. We just lay quietly. Even though we hadn't spoken since the night prior, I felt closer to her. Like I understood her more, the mask, the secrets, the refusal to let anyone in. We had more in common than either of us would admit.

Tory turned over and added another log to the fire. It was down to just coals. I watched her naked torso twist and turn as she adjusted it. I loved the way her nipples slowly hardened as they were exposed to the cold air. The way her breasts subtly jiggled as she reached for the poker. I found myself daydreaming, wishing the game didn't exist, wishing we could stay in this cabin forever.

"Let's go over the next part of our plan." Tory pointed at a kettle on the counter. "Make some coffee, I'll get us some breakfast."

Chapter 19:

"You love this don't you?"

Tory stood naked, digging through her bag. She pulled out a few bagels and a cast iron pan. Some bacon and eggs from her cooler and she started heating up the pan on the fire. I'd managed to grind some beans and set up the cowboy coffee.

"What? Showing off for you?" She shook her chest slightly, turning and doing the same with her rear.

"All of it. Being up here, roughing it, planning your next calculated move."

"This place centers me. Calms me. Reminds me of how simple the world can be. You know..." Tory laughed to herself quietly. "You're the first person I've brought up here since a high school boyfriend. And Julie, but she was only here because of you."

"I'm honored."

"You should be. Now." Her smile stopped her words. "Would you stop staring at me with those puppy dog eyes?"

"No." I kissed her, a short peck on her lips. Turning to pour us our coffee as I heard her continue.

"We don't discuss anything about our plan outside of the cabin. No texts, no app, no office visit."

"The app gives them access to our phones, doesn't it?"

"Yes. I've tested it a few times. Yours is turned off right?"

"It is. Can they listen from it too?"

"I don't think so, but better to be safe."

"Wasn't one of the first pieces of advice you gave me not to try and deceive Ma'am and Sir?"

"That was for their benefit. If you haven't figured it out, my house is bugged. Probably cameras too. The cost of them buying it for me."

"They watch you at your home?"

"Not when I'm alone, but parties, the dungeon, anytime there are players over, they watch."

"But not here?"

"They don't know about it. Nobody does really."

"Who do you think watches the game?"

"I've met one." Tory finished our little bagel sandwiches. A smear of siracha to tie them all together. "Her name. Well at least the name she told me was Diamond."

"Was she a stripper?"

"No." My favorite little quick snicker escaped again. She didn't suppress it; just let it sit as she smiled at me. "It's an alias, like Whip or Cane. She sponsored me my first year. She gave me the house, the dungeon, made sure my work life was good. She explained the game, how to score the most points, get the most perks."

"And how do you do that?"

"By doing the unexpected. Nobody watching would have guessed you would fumble me so soon. Diamond probably made a fortune when I told her about it."

"They bet on it?"

"And buy nights with their favorites. Diamond might visit you at some point. Especially if you stay at the top. She likes you."

"Is she hot?"

Tory slapped my arm and took a bite of her sandwich. We finished eating, a calm, quiet morning as we let our eyes do the rest of the talking. We packed up and started hiking back toward her jeep. It was a long drive back; she told me more insider information on the game while we finalized our plan. Get close to Nora, score a bunch of points, and keep a core group around me. It shouldn't be too hard, especially if we get Billy on the team. I wonder if Julie nominated him yet.