DeaDraft: Chapter 15

Due to holidays, work and other appointments, I won't be able to publish the full chapter 15 yet. The full, edited, chapter will probably arrive in two to three weeks. To hold you over, here's the introduction for chapter 15, in which Ember might cause some more trouble for herself.

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“Hey, I thought you might like this. Or maybe you need if for proof or something.” The message had an attached picture. Ember in her workout clothes. Her hair sweaty, her eyes covered by a black mask, headphones over her ears. Her mouth was opened in a small slit. A sheen of sweat glistened on her exposed neck and abs. The cleavage of her bra was a little darker where she had spilled some water on it, and she could faintly see her hard nipples poke through the fabric. Her legs were spread in the machine. If you looked very closely you could see a small dark spot in her crotch. She had been so very fucking horny. No, not had been, still was.

She fell down on the couch and ripped her pants off. The yoga pants pooled around her ankles. No time to take off her shoes. No irritating panties to get in the way too. At least that was one advantage of Synth’s task. Her fingers found her wet lips. She wanted to cum. She needed to cum. The first finger entered inside her easily. Two strokes before she added another. Her other hand pinched her hard nipples through her sports bra, before she traced down her tummy.

Her phone chimed. The DeaDia chime. She could just ignore it. Orgasm first, app later. But what if there was an error in her previous challenge. She had seen the challenge completed message, right? The computer voice had told her she had been successful. Another finger entered her aching pussy. Normally, she didn’t use so many fingers, one, maybe two was enough, but now she couldn’t get filled up enough. Maybe she should buy a dildo to fill her up all the way? Her other hand traced further down. Another DeaDia chime. Fuck. She really should look. But she also really wanted to cum. Her excitement had been building for too long. The last time she had cum was this morning. A part of her was surprised at the thought, she had had an orgasm this morning, normally, she would maybe finger herself in three or four days again. Not this time. Three fingers in her pussy. The whole day had been filled with activities that either built her embarrassment or her excitement, and most of them at the same time. On the one hand, it was weird. The horniness she felt whenever she thought of people watching her. On the other hand, she didn’t really care. Her finger touched her clit and she let out a sigh. The long awaited orgasm wasn’t far off.

Another DeaDia chime lit up her screen. Even though she didn’t mean to, she caught the notification. “five minutes left until offer expires.” Good thing she wasn’t interested in any offers. The screen turned black again and Ember saw the reflection of her face in the black screen. Lips parted, hair plastered to her sweaty face. The face of someone who was enjoying herself. A face she had seen before in porn. A face she had seen before in her own clips. She worked her way up to her orgasm. Her pussy making wet sounds around the three fingers that were pistoning inside her. What would the offer be about? Probably some kind of sex toy or something. No, back to her pleasure. In her mind, the fingers in her pussy weren’t hers. They were Luna’s. The blonde gym bunny had pushed her back on the couch before roughly stripping her down and furiously fingerfucking her pussy. She’d never had these thoughts about other girls before. Why now? Was it to do with DeaDia? She had completed <x> challenges so far, maybe her level had increased an the offer had something to do with that? Maybe another gift, like the one Vermillion had sent her. Maybe she should look. Check it out quickly and then get back to her orgasm. Reluctantly, she removed her hands from her pussy, but not before stroking one more finger up and down her slit, a promise for pleasure to come.

Synth proposes a wager

“Hi Silvia, you must be quite horny after the day you’ve had. If I was you, I would have been masturbating as soon as I came home. But I believe you are able to control yourself. So I propose a wager. If you are able to edge five times for me tonight, and don’t cum before midnight, I will stop your challenges for the next three days. If you do cum before midnight, you will be following my instructions tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, DeaDia continues as normally.

Refusing the wager holds no penalty other than my disappointment.”

Below the text, there were two buttons. “Accept” and “Refuse”. Ember’s fingers hovered over the refuse-button. That’s what she should do, right? Just refuse this wager, finger herself to completion and see what tomorrow would hold. But what about the reward though? DeaDia had already taken a too big role in her life. It would be nice to be able to concentrate on her own life and her own tasks without any distractions. And the pause in DeaDia would include friday, the day of her first television appearance. On the other hand, Synth wouldn’t offer this challenge without a way for Ember to fail. She’d be able to get to the edge easily, hell, she almost was there before she opened the app. A countdown flashed, counting down from 10. She should refuse, refusing was the smart option. Her thumb pressed the green accept button.