Where the fuck are we?

They are all dazed, maybe twenty of them, wandering around naked in a grassy clearing alongside a lazy river, circled by a dense forest. Twenty yards back, on higher ground, maybe ten door-sized openings dug into the hillside. The sun shining. Light breeze. 

The women are easier to recognize by their bodies. Everyone had seen their Reddit posts. A few of the men, that way, too. There is pointing at each other and questioning looks. That’s…. oh my god. That’s…  And soon an understanding of what this group is. The remainder are placed a little more slowly, as they take on their roles and by their language. Well, we know who’s going to take care of the chickens. Do we have chickens?  They greet each other. Awkwardly hug each other, skin-to-skin a welcome sensation. Handshakes seeming too formal for where they find themselves. Real names exchanged. Notes and theories on their unusual, new situation debated.

What should they do first? Explore their shelters, maybe? Probably find food. Someone takes charge. Others follow. They’re off in twos and threes and fours. 

Two of them wander into a shelter, poking around. She’s looking out a carved window onto the clearing. He comes up behind her, tentatively putting a hand on her hip. Just resting it there, casually. They’d “played” before, knew each other’s sexual fantasies, not expecting ever to encounter each other in person. She leans forward, placing her hands on the sill. He instinctively reaches around to rub her clit before he slides into her. His hands on her hips. As he’s fucking her, she watches her friend in the clearing on her knees, two men above her negotiating who will go first.  Others stand around them, watching. 

Brave new world. No rules. 

He’s quiet as he unloads inside her, kisses her neck and pulls out with a pop. They smile at each other, remembering to be suitably awkward about it, and then off he goes to explore some more. 

She touches the cum dripping down her leg, not sure what to do with it. She gathers it on her fingers and looks at it pearly in the windowlight before licking it off and wiping her hand back and forth on her belly. 

She’s about to leave when another enters the room. This one she knows well. They move towards each other. He can smell that she’s just been fucked. It makes him angry and greedy, filled with rage-lust. He grabs her hair, pulling her neck back at an extreme angle so she chokes on her own spit. He bites her throat, her tit. One jerk and she’s on the floor on her back and before she catches her breath, he’s on top of her, inside her. His pelvis pumps into her with purpose. Her body doesn’t stand a chance against his power. Thrusting her into the dirt floor. She claws at his back. This is animal behavior. 

After he cums, his body goes limp on her for a while. Panting, he strokes her hair, looking at her. They kiss. Nothing awkward in it.

Rule one. This shelter will be theirs.