Laundry Divers: An Erotic Lesbian LitRPG

Sufferers of the Mandela Effect may try to tell you this is chapter 32. For the sake of your sanity, don’t believe them. This message has been approved by the CIA (Canonical Integrity Agency).

“Any bars?”

“Nope,” Sabrina replied. “Not even SOS.”

“Must be some sorta faraday cage,” Jade guessed.

“Who did this? Do you think it’s Blackpaper, getting back at us?”

“Doubt it,” Jade said. “I’m guessing it’s the SCP Foundation.”

Sabrina gave exhaled a dry chuckle. “My money’s on the FBC. Then again, maybe it’s literally just the cops.”

“Well, if it’s the the federal booby inspectors, I’m screwed,” Jade joked.

Everything went hazy from there. A resonant hum vibrated through the walls, triggering some sort of trance. Within seconds, the two of them blacked out.

Untold time later, the feeling of morning wood awoke Sabrina. She instinctively reached down to touch it, but her cock wasn’t there. She bolted upright, sitting upon a bare cot. She was naked. She was still cuffed, and now her ankles were shackled, and her neck was collared as well. She was alone, in a concrete cell with a thick steel door.

“Jade?!” she called out.

Her senses ended at the walls, so it was likely the sounds she made did as well.

“Sabrina?” she heard Jade call back. Somehow, despite all of the magic protections, her telekinetic link through the Living Dildo was still running.

Mentally, she asked Jade where she was, and they both exchanged identical details of their surroundings. Afterwards, Jade spoke of her top priority. “I’m going to fucking murder every single person responsible for this.”

“Isn’t that crossing a line? I mean, whoever this is, they’re people. Sure, we kill dungeon monsters, but that’s actual murder,” Sabrina cautioned.

“Meh. You don’t sign up to be a goon without accepting that you’ll get killed as soon as you arrest a hero. I’m sure above them is a line of bureaucrats, and then full-on mustache-twirling villains at the top. They’re just asking to get dick-slapped to death.” Her attention span went no further than that. She pivoted to, “Jesus! Is this your boner or mine?”

“Mine,” Sabrina said with her tone reflecting her inner ache. “I think we’ve been unconscious for a while. I can feel my succubus form going feral with hunger.”

“Your succubus form… do you think you can transform?”

Sabrina tried to flex that psychic muscle. “No… all of my abilities are locked away, even my interface. Although…”

“Although what?”

“I don’t know. The membrane between me and that form feels thin right now. It’s like the demon in me is trying to claw her way out. I might not need to use my ability,” Sabrina speculated. “Maybe if I could figure out a way to kill myself, then I can just transform automatically.”

“No!” Jade barked back definitively. “First of all, fuck you for even saying it. We’re not risking that. Second of all, it takes a lot to kill us, and I don’t think smacking your head against the wall a bunch of times is gonna cut it. Besides… you gave me an idea.”

Sabrina felt unseen fingers gently wrapping around her cock. Slowly the fingers began stroking it. “Your idea is to jack off?”

Jade didn’t answer. She simply continued until the suggestion of climax tickled its way into being. As soon as it did, she stopped.

“Fuck! Don’t do that! I’m too pent up as it is!”

“Exactly,” Jade said. “Just how much hornier do you think you need to get before you finally hulk out?”

Sabrina followed the logic, but every part of her raged against the suggestion. There wasn’t much more teasing she could receive before she’d rip her own head off. Squashing down every instinct, she told Jade, “Do it. Just… don’t stop, no matter how much I beg.”

Sabrina just knew the brief silence that followed was filled with Jade grinning. Sabrina added, “No matter what I say, I don’t mean it. I just want you to know that. I love you.”

“I love you, too,” Jade said, before resuming her masturbation.

An hour passed before merciless edging finally brought out the mean side Sabrina warned about. “You fucking bitch,” she shrilled out. She felt Jade respond with a slap to her balls. This only brought her closer to release, now only a breath away. “Oh, yes! Do that more! I’m a bad, bad girl!”

“I’m wearing the dick, Bean. I feel it, too. You can’t trick me. Although…”

After a few more seconds to ease away from the edge, Sabrina felt Jade grip the dick and remove it from her crotch. After another minute with no sensation, she felt is getting dragged up and down Jade’s soaked slit. Then, Jade’s entrance lightly kissed atop its head. It remained there a moment. The slightest pressure was added, tantalizingly suggesting an imminent plunge.

Then it all went away, and only air brushed against the dildo. Sabrina screamed and pleaded and cursed until her face was red with rage. As she panted at the end of her ranting, Jade put the dick back on and the psychic link resumed. “You done? I figured I should wait a minute to let you vent.”

Sabrina went from aimless rage to cold and calculating. “Jade. I need you to understand. If this plan of yours works, I will be a ravenous demon. I will tear through this place, and I will find you. I will put on my foot long, lumpy, ribbed demon cock, and I will shatter your pelvis with it. Okay? I need you to really try to wrap your head around the degree to which I will punish your holes. Not punishment in the kinky fun sense, but in the biblical sense. So, you have a decision to make, because that is where the path you’re taking leads. I strongly implore you to only continue if you’re willing to accept that.”

“Oh, sweet Bean,” Jade said back softly. “That’s like ninety percent of why I’m doing this. God, even that monologue made my pussy throb. You have my enthusiastic invitation to put me in a fucking wheelchair when you get your hands on me. I mean really— turn me inside out, rip the treads of my tires, don’t hold anything back.”

This only added Jade’s dirty talk to the teasing. She edged and teased Sabrina and herself for well over three more hours. Sabrina’s sanity peeled away, shred by shred. Halfway through, she lost the will to beg and threaten. She could only lie limp in her cot, dissociating. It was a torture she wouldn’t wish on anyone. With each cut deeper into Sabrina’s psyche, Jade knew she was only adding to her own punishment when this was over.

“Come on, bitch. Are you just gonna sit there and take it? Maybe you’re just a subby little chastity-slave from now on. You’ve gotta be if you’re just gonna sit there and let me treat you like this. Come on! Don’t you wanna cum? The only way it’s ever gonna happen is if you come over here and put me in my place. Don’t you want to breed me like a…”

Jade was cut off, as the cock attached to her suddenly became scalding hot. “Come on! You’ll need to do better than that! Come and get me, bitch!”

The Living Dildo ignited into a blinding white flame of light. The burning flash lasted only a moment, and when it dimmed, the cock was transformed. It was now red, and huge, and menacing.

Jade’s hearted raced and she froze in position. “Sabrina? We… we did it,” she called out through her mind. All she heard back was a beastial roar.

The ground shook. It was one large crash, and moments later a staggered series of smaller ones vibrated through to Jade’s cell. Her eyes went wide. She was genuinely terrified. She was also hornier than she’d ever been, and that was a remarkably high bar to clear.

The crashes got closer together, before stopping altogether. Jade held her breath in stunned suspense. Just as she felt safe enough to exhale, the door to her cell was torn to shreds like tinfoil by a massive red blade.

The beast stepped into the hole she made. She stood there for moment and huffed. Black smoke blew out of the terrifying demon’s pierced nose.

The demonic Sabrina pounced on Jade. Jade giggled, as the first thing this daunting beast did to her was give her a kiss that took the air out of her lungs. Sabrina took the Living Dildo from her and put it on herself.

Jade was then lifted up and moved into a mating press by her girlfriend’s monstrous counterpart. The demon bit through the chains shackling Jade’s ankles to spread them wider. Still being Sabrina, though, she paused. Goat-like eyes looked down on her, perhaps as a warning, or perhaps looking for permission. Jade responded with a giddy smile.

Slam! The power of speech eluded Jade at once as Sabrina mercilessly pounded her pussy with enough force to fell an oak in one strike. Quickly, a bruise formed on Jade’s ass just from how powerfully Sabrina’s balls slapped into it. Within seconds the flood of hot gelatinous cum pumped into her. Even as Sabrina sprained her pelvis and battered her uterus into a pulp, Jade’s climax sang in concert with her lover’s, spraying her squirt everywhere.

Alarms blared from outside of the cell. Jade had a vague awareness of guards yelling and pointing guns, but it was a trivial detail. The wild beast laying its divine retribution into her had that all taken care of. Passively, she flung fireballs behind her like she was swatting at flies.

After some unknowable unit of time passed, Jade’s bestial girlfriend ripped off her magical restraints. This was critically needed, as Jade was enduring several crushed organs, and somehow even a concussion. With her access to magic returned, she could suckle at her own sensitive nipples, drinking in their life-giving elixir. This allowed her body to slowly heal even as Sabrina continued to to break it.

Two hours in, Jade gasped as she was overcome by emptiness. Sabrina had pulled out of Jade’s thoroughly tenderized hole, making her shed a tear of sorrow. Then, Sabrina’s hot hands flipped her body over, and her unyielding cock switched to punishing her ass.

Jade had an interesting confluence of perks that enhanced her experience of this weapon of ass-destruction. First, she had the perk that gave her extra pleasure equal to any anal pain she received. Then there was the combination of Bussy and Juicy, which made her ass a supernaturally horny pussy. Enhancing it all, there was Double-Cheeked, with made every touch on her ass extremely enjoyable.

That was how Jade discovered that getting her tailbone fractured from within could make her squirt like a hose. The next hour-or-so was filled with getting her ass torn through in ways that would kill a lesser person. Jade, on the other hand, had the time of her life. Truly fucked senseless, and packed to the brim with demonic cum, Jade fell in a heap when Sabrina finally pulled out for the last time.

 Sabrina had finally fucked the berserker rage out of herself. She probably could have stopped a while ago if Jade hadn’t whined every time she tried. Sabrina felt blessed to be with Jade. There were some people who could always see the bright side of things; then there was Jade, who could get railed nearly to death by a demon and beg her not to stop.

“Are you okay?” Sabrina asked, knowing the answer.

“Best… date night… ever,” Jade swooned.

Sabrina smiled and rolled her eyes. She opened her inventory. Jade, the pervert that she was, had brewed up suppository health potions, in bottles with extra long and wide necks. Sabrina grabbed one, and let it drain out into Jade’s devastated and gaping ass.

As the potion mixed with with the gallon of cum that stuffed Jade’s colon, it worked its magic. Jade’s asshole tightened around the neck of the bottle as it healed back good-as-new, coaxing a soft moan from her. Jade reached back and pulled it out, giving a pop.

Jade sat up, stretching her body out and yawning like she was getting up from a pleasant nap. “That was worth it all— getting arrested, you becoming a demon— all of it. It’s a shame that’ll probably have to be a once-in-a-while kind of thing.”

“That’ll be a once-in-ever kind of thing. From now on, the succubus form needs to feed as close to daily as possible. I’m never letting it get that pent-up again,” Sabrina promised.

Jade scrunched her lips all the way to the left as she considered. “Eh. I’ll get that out of you again, some day. Maybe I’ll steal the Living Dildo in your sleep, cork it with one of Alice’s magic urethra plugs, lock it in a jar full of that pink pollen, and mail it across the country and back again. Then when I get the package back, I can chain myself up in a basement or storage room somewhere in a way I can’t get out of. Once I’m good and stuck, I’ll send you on a scavenger hunt to find me, but the hunt will take you to a lot of strip clubs and kinky parties, so when you finally find me you’ll be foaming at the mouth and have your way with me for days until I beg you to stop, and then just keep going, like, forever. Eventually we’d both just cum to death like Romeo and Juliet did in that play that the community theater won’t let me do.”

Sabrina stared, her jaw dropped, rattled to her core. “That’s… the most disturbing thing I’ve ever heard.”

“Made you kinda wet though, didn’t it?”

Sabrina dry swallowed. She admitted, “Super wet. What’s wrong with me?”

Jade shrugged and intoned a sound that rhymed with “I don’t know.” She added, “You’re dating me. Gotta figure that makes you some kind of freak. I bet you’ll even marry me someday, you sicko.”

Sabrina smirked. “Count on it, perv.”

Jade blushed at Sabrina’s unflinching promise. “So, what are we thinking? Rampage time?”

…

Sloan thought she was going to pull her hair out. She was babysitting seventeen newbs in the dungeon, even though she herself had only been on two dives. Some of her teammates compulsively asked her for advice before taking every step. Others seemed hell-bent on jumping headfirst into every single danger with their eyes closed.

“Luna, Charlie! How many fucking mimics do you need to sit on before you understand that all the sofas are mimics! Imani, for the last time, I don’t know! I’ve never been in this room before! Just use your judgment!”

Sloan didn’t understand how her team could be fumbling the ball this hard. They were far more prepared than she was on her first believe. Every one of them got four of each kind of jelly to start them off with a class. Several of them even had armor or weapons already, from completing challenges. It pissed her off how simple some of their cultivation methods were. Working out or reading was a walk in the park compared to having to roughly dominate someone multiple times a day.

Although, that was far easier now than it was before. She already had prior flings with a few of her teammates, and several more were eager to join now that Sloan was a sexy but intimidating goddess. Charlie in particular turned out to be desperately submissive. Sloan always had a bit of a thing for Charlie, and happily obliged her kink.

Darcy, conversely, embodied the dominatrix role perfectly. She’d teamed up with Sloan earlier, and it enhanced the experience beautifully. Darcy was the ultimate “goth dommy-mommy.” While Sloan wasn’t the target audience for that archetype, she wasn’t immune to its charms. Domming cooperatively with Darcy was making Sloan feel things that she had trouble processing.

Incidentally, Charlie and Darcy had both popped lust jellies first. Charlie’s cultivation method was submission, which seemed tailor-made for Sloan’s. Darcy’s, though, was orgasm control, which also paired nicely with submission. It was only logical that they’d all team up, purely for practical reasons. At least, that’s what Sloan would keep telling herself.

With Sloan’s mind thoroughly in the gutter, she’d walked right into a mimic. Bound in a massive tongue, swinging through the air, Sloan cursed herself. If only she’d been smart, like Sabrina and Jade. Surely a nice date night was going much better than this.

…

“I’m getting so fucking sick of getting shot!” Jade complained, retaliating on the riot-suited guard who’d given her a few new holes by slicing his head off.

“Git gud, scrub,” Sabrina teased, teleporting to flank the battalion and unleash her flaming sword of fury.

The scorned couple mowed down two scores of armed goons with staggering efficiency. That left one lowly technician at his desk unguarded. He trembled in his seat as the terrifying red demon marched into the security office, with her head down to bare her curled horns. From behind her, a short and busty woman stepped out. She was grinning sadistically, but the man barely saw that. His eyes were stuck on the huge monstrous cock throbbing straight at him.

“We can do this the easy way,” the human girl taunted, “or the hard way. Let us out and give us our clothes. I swear on your grave— if they’re damaged whatsoever, I’m taking it out on you.”

…

Alice manically studied and scrawled the clumsily strewn out pile of runes tones on her desk. A pink tentacle lazily fed her slices of pizza. She was on the verge of a major breakthrough in her understanding of not only her subclass, but reality itself. The variables just weren’t quite lining up.

Domain coding allowed her to spread a signal over an area and influence the reality of that domain. However, she her personal magic-signature wasn’t sufficient to put off a strong enough aura over an area larger than a room or two. Worse yet, mana and jellies didn’t have the raw power to code in the big changes she’d been dreaming up.

She thought she had a lead on fixing the second problem. The copper heart and hand that the boss dropped gave off a resonance that hinted at serious juice locked within them. If she could just tap into that power, she would be able to power a whole city’s worth of magical enhancements.

Through a patchwork of inspired madness and gumption, she rigged together a contraption that just might do the trick. Two silver arms held the heart and hand aloft, suspended two inches from each other. A baker’s dozen of lightning stones ran an electrical current through the loop. In a chamber beneath this, there was a mix of elemental stones and assorted jellies, all in a pool of her own magical cum.

She was hoping to use this as some kind of aura powerhouse. It would not only act as a potent aura totem in one central area, but feed power to other aura totems for miles around. All she needed was to inscribe the right magical law that would let it work.

She thought hard on this. Hard thinking had kept her up for days at this point. With messy hair, dark circles under her eyes, and frantic tendrils writhing all around her, it was clear she was barreling towards a burnout. Something told her that she needed to figure this out before she could finally rest.

She couldn’t think of any code or law that she could assert that would give her the authority to claim a domain larger than her bedroom. Maybe it was because that was the only place that really was her domain. Truly, what right did she have to claim ownership of her neighbors’ apartments?

That was when it struck her. She didn’t have that right. Her own magic must have been reacting to her own sense of justice, on some level. Her own aura refused to infringe on the rights of those around her. She etched the law of the land into the device.

>No gods nor masters may claim our land. Our personal properties and domiciles are our own domains. Our common territory shall be owned and grazed in common. The power over this dominion belongs to each of us, its residents. <

The aura washed over her, permeating the apartment building and surrounding property. She felt the truth of it. Anyone inside of the domain would instinctively know that this law as a matter of common sense.

Excited, she began testing her first rune stone. This simple yet ingenious packet of code monitored for surveillance around the domain. She checked the status by writing “surveillance report,” on a piece of paper.

Below her writing, some unseen force wrote out the report.

>Online activity is being monitored by your ISP.

>This perimeter is being monitored by agents or devices of 6 hostile factions:

-The United States federal government

-Local law enforcement

-Blackpaper Investments and/or its subsidiaries

-The Kights Templar

-??????

Alice gritted her teeth. All of her paranoia was vindicated. “Mother fuckers!”