"Kaylee's Choice": A Sex Survivor Story (CLOSED)

[ChyooCharlie]

"Kaylee's Choice":
A "Sex Survivor" Story​

NOTE:
This thread is a "chapter" from the larger role play,
"Sex Survivor".
It takes place the third day of competition,
but since the IC thread is still on the first day,
we are beginning this here.
It will be linked to the IC thread
when the time line catches up to us.
You can either read it in its entirety then,
or you can subscribe and follow along now.
Your choice. ​

DAY THREE
Studio "C"
Kaylee Diamond with Charlie Timms
Recording for later broadcast.

The camera turns to catch a smiling Charlie Timms as he enters the small, secondary studio. He again repeats his standard meet and greet with the young blond contestant, saying, "Kaylee, nice to see you today. How did you sleep?"

The room they are in is essentially a bedroom assigned to the college student for the duration of the competition. Of course, there are a dozen well placed cameras in addition to the Camera Crew that is here for this particular filming event.

"So, it's time to step up your game, Kaylee," Charlie continues. "Yesterday, of course, the competition was fun and exciting--"

He looks to the camera and waggles his eyebrows, adding, "--especially for the viewers, am I right?"

The previous day's event gave the global audience their first view of the contestant's personals. There were no sex events, though.

"But before we start, I want to remind you about the Surrender Button," Charlie continues. He points to an electronic bracelet on Kaylee's wrist and says, "At any point during the competition, if you decide you want out of Sex Survivors, all you have to do is lift the catch and hit the button. The good news, of course, is that you leave with what ever cash and prizes you have earned up until that point. The bad news, of course, is that you will be out of the running for the grand prize..."

He looks to the camera and says, "Jimmy! Tell us about this season's grand prize!"

Jimmy's voice chimes in, explaining a laundry list of cash and prizes that ultimately equals over a million dollars.

Charlie looks to the camera again and says, "Jimmy! Tell Kaylee about her next event on ... Sex Survivor!"

The big screen television comes alive with footage from one contestant's run through The Sex-stacle Course the previous season. The obstacle course involves running, jumping, crawling, and the gradual shedding of clothing that eventually leaves the contestant naked as he or she crosses the finish line 100 yards away.

Jimmy, the EmCee, describes some of the obstacles as the female contestant hurries through them: she climbs walls grasping hand holds shaped like huge cocks; she blows up a floatation device shaped like a muscular man -- blowing on the penis, of course -- to float across a pool of thick, white fluid that looks like cum, and so many other events, each with an erotic theme to it.

"And here he comes!" Jimmy announces.

While last year's contestant was running the obstacles, a Pursuer -- a returning Sex Survivor competitor -- was impatiently waiting back at the start line. A clock over his head -- the head start clock -- had been counting down and now finally reaches Zero.

The Pursuer surges forward, navigating the same exact course that the woman is following. The footage doesn't show every second of the pursuit, but it does show the end: the female contestant shoots across the finish line just seconds ahead of the Pursuer, with the woman absolutely ecstatic over the $5,000 prize number flashing on the sign over the finish line and the man disappointed that he didn't get his prize.

"Now, how easy this event is for you, Kaylee," Charlie chimes in, "is up to you. You have to decide how much of a head start you want. You can have as much as you want ... 20 seconds, 30 seconds, 40, 50 ... whatever you think you need. What's the catch...? The more head start you take, the smaller the prize you win when you beat the Pursuer to the finish line ... if you beat the Pursuer to the finish line."

Charlie looks back to the camera again, saying, "Jimmy! Show Kaylee what happens if she doesn't beat the Pursuer to the finish line, please."

The big screen fills again with the image of a female contestant just yards from the finish line, on her hands and knees, grasping at the grass and crying out as the Pursuer rams his cock into her from behind, grunting out his pleasure.

The image of the rape moves up to the top left of the screen as Richard Parker, dressed in a muscle shirt, running shorts, and track shoes steps into view, wearing a knowing smirk.

"Kaylee Diamond," the EmCee's voice returns, "You'll be Pursued by none other than 2013 Sex Survivor winner Richard "Swinging Dick" Parker. Richard's best time on the Sex-tacle Course is 110 seconds."

A video recording of Kaylee participating in the preliminary competition fills the screen. The practice course she's running is identical to the Sex-tacle Course except that none of the tools appear erotic in nature. The course is so blah that middle school kids could have run it and no one would have had a negative word to say about it.

"Kaylee Diamond," Jimmy announces with his ever dramatic voice, "your best time in the Prelim's was 140 seconds. So, just how much of a head start do you want.

"So, Kaylee, decision time," Charlie resumes his spiel. A graphic of dollar figures fills the big screen. The top prize is $5,000, and for every 10 seconds of head start, the prize drops by $500. "So, Kaylee, we're going to handicap you the 30 second time difference between your best time and Swingin' Dick's best time without any penalty. As it stands right now, 30 seconds after you start, the Pursuer is released, and if you reach the finish line first, you win $5000."

Dramatic music fills the room, signaling decision time for the contestant. Charlie points to the Surrender bracelet and says, "Kaylee, you can decide to surrender now. Just flip the catch and press the button. You'll leave with your winnings so far and a parting gift of $5,000. But, you will give up any chance at the Million Dollar Grand Prize. Or ... you can go ahead with the event by answering the question, how much of a head start do you want ... to prevent..."

On the big screen, raucous applause accompanies the image of the raped contestant laying belly down on the grass with the Pursuer -- cock now depleted and becoming flaccid -- standing over her with hands raised in victory.

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CHYOO:

• I have already decided a time for Richard's finish. I will tell you that it falls between 120 and 155 seconds.
• Your best time was 140 seconds.
• I will PM Richard's finish time to you BUT YOU CAN'T OPEN THE PM!! I'm trusting you, just as I will trust other characters (writers) with similar situations.
• You need to PM me that you understand about not opening the secret PM before I send it to you and before Kaylee makes her choice.
• You next post should include your role play reply to the above; and one of the following choices:
  • Choose "Surrender".
  • Choose to use just your 30 second "free" head start and win $5,000 ... if you finish first.
  • Choose to take more head start, decreasing your prize by $500 for every 10 additional seconds.
• Don't worry about the race or who wins or anything yet. That's still several posts away. All Kaylee needs to do right now is make a decision.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

Kaylee shivered a bit as Charlie sidled up to her in her own room, of all places, and once again ran his wandering hand over her trim lower back, threatening a bit more to reach lower and run it along the curve of her taut, athletic ass, covered in running shorts. All the producers had told her was to be ready for an athletic event, so she awaited Charlie in her running shorts, shoes, and knee high socks. She felt his fingers brush the skin around her hips that was revealed just beneath her black tank top and above her shorts, and diverted her eyes down to her shoes, willing herself to just get through each moment.

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She cringed when she had practiced the obstacle course with the others prior to the beginning of the show, and she cringed again now. Some of the most violent and brutal scenes from last season seemed to happen at this event. Certainly, it didn't help that the guys all wanted to have sex with most of the girls anyway, but forcing them to use their speed and brute strength to hunt and chase down what amounted to sexual prey that was actively trying to not have sex with them was too much for them to control and capture usually meant the men would feast as they wanted.

Charlie began to recite the rules of the game, not so much for her but more for new viewers tuning in. In fact, the rules spiel was lost in a fog of noise and despair as it was revealed that Dick Parker had been chosen as her pursuer.

Motherfucker, she thought to herself. I'm being fed to the wolves. Parker had won the event last year, which the announcers loved to keep pointing out. He had generally planted his substantial cock deep inside many of the female contestants. As viewers, Kaylee and Marnie watched the show, in part, as one might watch a slow motion car wreck. Parker had assaulted, and assault was the right word, several of the others in brutal ways. She also recalled just how much he liked getting a hold of a tiny, athletic blonde, using her over and over, with no relief from the producers last year. She knew the viewers loved watching some tight little girl take it rough wherever Parker chose to put it. The spectacle of these conquests, along with the girls' reactions, was a wonder to watch, as it made her and Marnie each alternate between feelings of horror, intrigue, amazement, fear, deep empathy, and even a hidden, unspoken lust at times. Lust was not what Kaylee felt now. She did not want that massive thing inside her, and her stomach turned and cramped just thinking about what it would be like. Worse, she hated to think that Darren might see this. Or that her daddy would see this. She rubbed away a single tear from her eye before it could fall and thought about the surrender bracelet. Goddamn it, she thought. Five thousand won't pay the rest of my stay here and flights home. And if I stay, then this might be awful. There was no good option.

"...how much of a head start do you want to prevent," Charlie's voice snapped her to alert and the crowd roared at the video of Parker and, no doubt, the idea that this little girl would soon be violated the way so many of them would want to violate her. Quitting this early was not an option. She could not even afford to do that.

"I want 60 more seconds, Charlie." There was no way she would let Parker get her. It would not be an option, even if it cost her money and made her stay here longer.

 

[ChyooCharlie]

Charlie's head tilts a bit, his mind filled with uncertainty. "Kaylee, let's be very clear for the audience. Are you asking for a head start of 60 seconds or of 90 seconds?"

"I want 90 seconds, please."

"Then 90 seconds you'll get." He looks to the camera. "Jimmy, gives us the numbers, if you please."

The EmCee's voice comes over a speaker as a graphic fills the big screen television. "Kaylee Diamond, you'll be starting the Sex-tacle Course with a 90 second head start, playing for a reduced prize of $2,000."

Charlie makes a cut slashing motion across his neck, causing the camera operator to turn off the camera and rise to stretch his back and arms. He leans in closer to Kaylee. "We're only recording this now, of course, but tomorrow when they play it for the live audience, don't be surprised if you get a ... let's call it a negative response from the studio audience. Not to worry. The choice is yours."

He signals the camera operator to start recording again. "Now, Kaylee, you've made a pretty conservative decision about the Sex-tacle Course. I want to put another choice to you now. As you know, Sex Survivor is know for its twists and bonuses, and we have one for you today."

Charlie looks to the big screen on the wall again as it fills with an image that is obviously from a hidden camera mounted high in the corner of a room. The room is obviously a hotel room, and in the middle of it is a table with a man reviewing paper work.

"I know it's not exactly a great angel to be viewing him from," Charlie says, "but I think we can both agree that that young man is none other than your boyfriend, Darren."

Charlie waited for Kaylee's reaction and then continued, "Now, just to allay any fears you might have, Darren does not know that you are here, nor does he know that you are a contestant on Sex Survivor. We've invited your boyfriend out to Hollywood -- yes, Kaylee, he's here, just down the street -- on the premise that he is a finalist for a two year, all expenses paid scholarship that he can use back in St Joseph.

"Of course, that isn't true at all, and -- as it stands right now -- all young Darren stands to profit from his little weekend trip is free air fare, two nights in a comfortable hotel, and a guided tour of the ever popular Universal Studios.

"However, Kaylee, you can help Darren get that scholarship and much, much more. Tell her what she needs to do, Jimmy!"

The EmCee's voice cut in as he said, "Kaylee Diamond, you can win Darren one of those two years of all expenses paid scholarship by reducing your head start by 20 seconds ... and..."

Dramatic music erupted throughout the little room, followed by Jimmy finishing, "...letting us surprise him with a live viewing of you participating in The Sex-tacle Course this very evening!"

"So, what's it gonna be, Kaylee" Charlie chimes in with the happy go lucky tone of a Wheel of Fortune Host, "keep the head start you have ... and keep your secret for a bit longer ... or lose 20 seconds and have the global audience increased by just one set of wide open eyes?"

**********​

CHYOO decision:

• Lose 20 seconds and get Darren a years scholarship.
• Stay as is.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

She listened to the offer and fought back more tears. She didn't think it was fair to force her to do something nice for her boyfriend at the same time she might be doing something awful to him.

"I...I can't do that to him Charlie," Kaylee says. "He'll find out soon enough, and it will crush him. I want to keep it as is."

 

[ChyooCharlie]

On the big screen, as music with an obvious negative tone to it plays, a graphic of the word "DEAL" appears over the top of the view of Darren and is dramatically slammed with the red colored word "NO!"

"Too bad, Darren old boy," Charlie says in his also dramatic, game show voice, "but later when you do learn of Kaylee's participation in Sex Survivor, "remember that she made this tough decision for you!"

More music plays as Charlie rises away from Kaylee and steps closer to the camera. "And for you fans all across this little globe we call home, please do come back after these messages--"

A graphic of Kaylee appears on the big screen side by side with that of Richard Parker.

"... and see how Kaylee Diamond fares against last year's male winner of ... Sex ... Survivor!"

Charlie makes another slashing motion across his neck, and in less than thirty seconds, the exhausted camera operator and his sound man are out the door, already talking about beers and the football game.

Charlie pulls a small device from his pocket as he closes the door behind the two men. He looks up to the cameras that watch Kaylee 24 hours a day as he presses the button. The lights that indicate that they are functioning go out.

He pockets the device and smiles to the young blond. "You did very good, Kaylee. Tough choices, but you made them like a champion."

He moves back to his chair, but this time he pulls it closer to her. "We're off the air, by the way ... no cameras..."

He moves a bit closer to her, his knee just barely touching her own. "I would like to give you another opportunity to increase your odds of winning tomorrow. What we may have failed to mention was that the best time we stated for Richard was his best time last year. He has actually improved that time by almost 15 seconds."

He sees her reaction to the news and isn't surprised by it. He probably would have reacted the same way. "We didn't lie, per se. We just didn't emphasize the improvement. However, I could talk to Richard ... get him to take it a bit slower, maybe make a mistake or two..."

Charlie reaches a hand out and places it suggestively upon Kaylee's thigh. "...if we ... you and I ... were to come to a little arrangement."

**********​

CHYOO:

• I think we both know what this means.
• Kaylee can:
• React positively.
• React negatively.
• React somewhere in between...

I have to go to bed, so feel free to post for her and I'll see you in the morning.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

Kaylee watches Charlie turn off the cameras, and she hears them whir down entirely as he turns to face her. This is odd, she thinks as he begins telling her how great she had done, making choices. Her mind was spinning as she had just watched the guy she loved and had to think just how much he was violating his trust and in the same few moments thought of the very real, imminent possibility that she could be brutally raped for the entertainment of millions by a guy she personally found repulsive. Charlie's words barely registered until he began to make confessions.

"He actually improved that time by 15 seconds," the host revealed. She crosses her arms in disgust and feels her eyes narrow in her fury. But she tells herself to remain calm as she also hears Charlie suggest he could "help" her. Her skin begins to crawl as he runs his hand over her naked thigh, and she flinches backward a moment before relaxing and remaining beneath his touch.

We're alone, with no cameras, and he wants to help, she thinks. Pretty sure I know how this ends. Her eyes narrow a bit more. She continues to simply disbelieve that this was happening. Charlie had something of a reputation for this sort of thing. As she and Marnie became fans of the show, they had killed hours reading US Magazine, reading TMZ, searching the internet, and tuning in whenever Charlie appeared on Entertainment Tonight. The gossip was that he had fucked many of the girls on the show. While he never admitted or denied it, the girls he was rumored to have had seemed to do well on the show. The gossip that appeared to be unconfirmed was that he could be a selfish, abrasive, and vulgar lover, taking what he wanted and using the show as a personal playpen. As she keeps her arms crossed, she turns away to look at the wall to her right, wanting to focus a moment and just breathe. A moment later she turns back to face the host once more.

"What kind of arrangement?" she asks in a tone between agreement and defiance. She knows she probably had no choice, unless she wanted to find herself impaled on Richard Parker's pole. And she knows she would probably have to live up to her end of any agreement right now.