Date: Wed, 19 Oct 2016 19:35:14 +0000 (UTC) From: Abra Cadabra Subject: the torture games part 17 CHAPTER SEVENTEEN We stared at each other, calming our breaths. I tried to slowly wade to the side where I could have an eye on the entire situation at once. Igor looked up, perhaps to spot the discs, but they were totally gone. Kang looked odd, with no cum on him at all, his shield was holding up. Sven was submerged in cum to the upper lip and held perfectly still. "Round three turns the whole game on its head. Discs now must not only be shot, they also have to be found first. When a player encounters a disc, he has to throw it into the air. Then the other player on his team must hit it." Our cum flow increased again to the strength it had had in round one. Already sunken to the collar bones, my cum shot wasn't coming out too forcefully. Could I even get it high enough? I felt something bump against my leg. So the discs were under water now. Well, under cum, actually. If team blue didn't pull a miracle out of their spraying dicks, I should have been on the winning team. All I had to do was to prevent those miracles. Igor already engaged Kang, so I waded over to Sven. There was no doubt the boy would drown soon. Unless he was completely irrational, that meant I could get him on my side. I gestured him to turn around for me. The cum was almost up to his nose and he complied, unable to fight back in any capacity. With a deep breath I grabbed him from behind and lifted him over my head. Cum dripped all over me but I didn't let go. Sven sat down on my shoulders, his ball-to-toe chains to the sides of my face. He sat wobbly but held himself up. Now I had prevented Sven from downing but also made sure I could aim his dick any way I wanted. Igor realized that and worked his hands through the surrounding jizz. He threw a few discs into the air and I hit all the red ones with Sven's stream. Kang glared at us and fished for blue discs. Any he found, he threw in my path but I had little trouble avoiding most of them. By the end I was neck deep in cum and even Kang's tongue now touched the surface. "We're almost done with this game, but the best thing is still ahead. Round four begins in a moment. For this one, the players have to coordinate again." Glowing discs in both team colors appeared all around us. Some would even have been reachable by hand. They were also flying with fairly low speed. Whatever the difficulty of round four would be, hitting the discs should have been simple this time. "To score a point, both players of one team must hit the same disc. However, it only counts if no opposing player interferes. Hitting an opponent's disc at the same time as they do give the point to the interrupting team. Once the number of points for round four has been scored, we're done with the Cum Pit." So the rounds didn't have timer? They ended when a certain number of points had been achieved? Then we could get out before we were all drowning. I gestured at the nearest disc and grunted to get everyone's attention. No one seemed to have reached my conclusion but they seemed to trust me to have a plan. I didn't really but I as all our cum flows went back to full strength, I aimed Sven's dick and mine to the same disc. Thinking they were following my plan, both Kang and Igor aimed at the same discs as me. I tried to pick out roughly the same number of red and blue ones to make sure Kang wouldn't defect. If we kept hitting disc after disc simultaneously without fighting each other we should get out quickly. The cum level reached Kang's nose and he had to keep hopping. It was also flowing into my mouth already. I did my best not to swallow, which wasn't hard. Igor was still safe, only covered to the chin. When I thought I'd have to sacrifice Sven and save myself by swimming, the flow finally stopped. "A resounding victory for team red. Here you can see the results. Rarely has the discrepancy between the teams been this big in the Cum Pit game." The invisible walls disintegrated. We were swept off our feet by a current of cum, flowing in all directions. Our equipment vanished, including Kang's shield. I saw with some satisfaction how the boy sank and got drenched for the first time. His cut-off scream indicated that he got a good mouthful. I didn't want to be mean, but we were on opposing teams after all. At the same time I was also pulled with the current and fell backwards, flinging Sven off my shoulders. I managed to keep my face above the surface. Once the thick substance had spread out enough to form an ankle deep layer on the ground, team blue was pushed into the stress position again. I saw cum drip into lava pits on the sides and evaporate, but the floor stayed sticky and slippery. Since I was already covered with cum, I sat down. It wasn't like I could possibly get any stickier. Meanwhile Igor didn't stand still. He walked up to Kang, gobbled up cum with both hands and pressed it into the boy's face. From the way he held his cupped hands I knew that Kang's mouth and nose were covered. He had no choice but to swallow. Admittedly, Igor was kind of mean. I would have gone insane if anyone had fed me cum. I might have strangled the guy. But watching it was fun. Going through hell made me appreciate what little joy I could find. I wanted to play fair with everyone so we'd cooperate more, but it wasn't worth interfering with Igor. Once Kang had swallowed his load and screamed incoherently, Igor took two steps over to Sven and fed the model cum as well. That was less fun to watch since Sven had stopped resisting anything Igor made him do. The Russian went back to Kang and forced more cum down the screaming Asian's throat. I kept trying to get the cum off my skin, which worked surprisingly well because of how profusely I was sweating again. Even the boys who couldn't move saw their cum cover melt away drop by drop. The commercial break was a longer one and Kang got a full meal worth by the time it was over. The tormented boy yelled at Igor but didn't do anything to take revenge, too weak on his legs to do more than crawl away in the cum layer. "Let's get this place presentable again. We still need it, right?" A waterfall came from the ceiling. It was an enormous torrent that hit the center of the cathedral and washed away all cum in its path. When the wave hit me it was difficult to stay in place. I struggled against the current so I wouldn't be thrown into a lava pit. I noticed that the waterfall was made of piss, but that really didn't surprise me in the least. As it hit the lava for real, it evaporated, together with the cum, filling the air with piss vapor. We weren't sticky anymore. I counted that as progress. "Continuing with the program, here's what's coming up." Runes flashed across the screens and the demonic hoard murmured. The lack of cheers indicated, I hoped, that the game ahead was fairly boring. But I wouldn't bet on it.