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From: jamieanderson <JamieAnderson@compuserve.com>
Subject: {ASSM} M.U.D.
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Date: Tue, 25 May 2004 17:10:03 -0400
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A submission for ASSTR is attached.

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OK, I thought that this would be my first story in here. But as it 
happens several have been copied here from Nifty. However these were 
all gay stories, while this one is straight. Well, it might be just a
little bit gay at the edges, old habits die hard.

                                 M.U.D.

A M.U.D. - A Multi User Dungeon - A virtual reality game involving 
more than one human player, as well as many computer generated 
players.

The research lab stands empty. It's pretty basic and consists of an 
untidy room with equipment spilling off workbenches and onto the 
floor. At one end stands an array of 19 inch vertical frames which 
are almost filled to capacity with rack mounted computers. Two chairs 
stand next to each other in the only uncluttered part of the room. 
Each chair has a headset on a stand behind it, rather like the 
commercial hairdryers that you see in ladies' hairdressers. From each 
of these runs a thin cable which snakes across the floor and connects 
to the computers. The only sounds to be heard are those of equipment 
fans running, but there are so many of them that it is slightly too 
loud for comfort. The lighting is supplied by several long 
fluorescent tubes, and it is rather harsh. 

The room's only door opens and two males enter, they are both in 
their mid twenties. One, Matt, is very well muscled and obviously an 
athlete, the other, Chris, is slightly built and looks to be more 
academically inclined. Oddly enough Matt is very nervous, while Chris 
appears to be quite at home in the lab. In any event, he is the one 
who locks the door behind them. The sound of the lock turning makes 
Matt jump.

"What the fuck did you do that for?" he asks.

"Relax, the lock also lights a red lamp outside which stops people 
wandering in and disrupting an experiment. It is on quite often, no 
one will take any notice and we won't be disturbed," Chris replies.

"You said this thing is controlled by a super computer, where is it?"

"Well, it isn't exactly a single entity, it is a collection of top of 
the range PCs working together. As they don't have to waste about 90% 
of their computing power running sodding Windows, effectively we have 
a super computer," he says, waving a hand in the general direction of 
the racks of computers.

"And you naturally use it to play games?"

At this point Chris giggles.

"It is worse than that, we only play one game on it. It simulates 
reality and you can fight Monsters, do Daring Deeds, rescue Fair 
Maidens, the lot, without ever getting hurt. Now, given your 
homicidal tendencies on the Rugby field, you should fit in 
perfectly."

"Yes, but given your homosexual tendencies, I'm a bit nervous about 
being in a locked room with you. I'm straight, remember?"

"Matt, much as I find you to be very attractive, I doubt if I could 
ever con you into my bed. Even if I did, I don't think much would 
happen. So relax, just sit down and let me put one of the headsets on 
you," says Chris, ever so smoothly.

"I'm not sure that I can trust you..."

"You will, I hope, have noticed the complete lack of restraints on 
the chair. You can remove the headset and get up any time that you 
like."

With obvious reluctance Matt sits and Chris lowers the device on to 
him. It completely encloses his head and even muffles his voice.

"I feel a bit claustrophobic in here," he mutters.

"Just bear with me for a few moments until I start the program," says 
Chris, heading for the racks.

A few moments later Matt's world lights up. But he is no longer 
sitting in a lab, he is standing at the edge of a forest. It is early 
in the morning of a bright summer's day. He is dressed as a noble man 
of the middle ages. The thing that surprises him most is the way 
everything seems to be real. All the little mistakes that normally 
give a simulation away are missing. Experimentally he bends down and 
plucks some grass. It comes away in his hand, just as he would have 
expected it to. Cautiously he tastes it, yup, it tastes like grass! 
He remembers Chris's earlier lecture on how the system works. 
Apparently it just stimulates the brain, which then provides all the 
necessary detail. In fact, the closer he looks at something, the more 
realistic it becomes! At this point he notices a scroll tucked into 
his belt. Curious, he removes it and unrolls it.

'Rules Of The Game.

Your quest is to rescue a Fair Maiden who has been left in the forest 
as a sacrifice to the Dragon.

Any object that you can wield is a weapon, anything that you can wear 
is armour and will protect you.

You may safely drink from any stream or pond in the forest, but you 
must hunt down and kill you own food.

Be warned, not every animal that you meet will be friendly, and many 
have the ability to kill you!

One final word of warning: Watch out! There are thieves about!

Good Luck.'

Matt grins as he reads the rules then looks at what he is carrying 
and finds that he is equipped with a sword and a bow. Over his 
shoulder is a quiver of arrows and on his belt is a first aid kit. 
Puzzled, he examines the first aid kit.

'Professor Perkins Perfect Panacea 
Good For What Ails You. Use Sparingly!' 

Is written on the box and it contains 16 identical white pills.

He returns the box to his belt, wields his sword and walks towards 
the forest. Once under the trees he noticed that the light level goes 
down. In the partial gloom he spies a bear. It appears to be robbing 
a beehive of its store of honey. He approaches the bear with great 
stealth and hacks at it with his sword. 

The bear screams, "You treacherous bastard," as it turns on him.

Stunned at the bear having the power of speech Matt fails to defend 
himself as its claws rake his chest and face, stopping him from 
getting another blow in. The pain is unbelievable. He now sees the 
world through a red filter that is getting darker by the second. The 
bear's attack continues although Matt can no longer defend himself. 
Everything goes black and Matt now hangs in space, unable to touch 
anything, however the pain has stopped.

"What the fuck?" he says, and his words echo in the vast darkness.

A voice speaks in his head, it is Chris's, "Why did you attack the 
bear? It is far stronger than you and you'd never kill it in a 
thousand years."

"How was I to know how strong it was?" Matt asks.

"Fair point. OK I'll update the rules and take you back to the 
beginning."

There is a pause then Matt finds himself standing outside the forest 
again. Everything is as it was, except the scroll, which has an 
addition which reads.

'Before attacking anything, consider your chances.'

Matt once again enters the forest and sees the bear at work on the 
beehive. He looks at the animal and considers his chances. An 
ethereal voice echoes inside his head, "Your chances of killing the 
bear are one million to one against. You would only be successful if
the bear was struck by lightning during the fight. As it is not even 
raining at the moment, you are advised against attack." 

So he quietly passes the bear by. The forest is alive with animals 
and some are quite benign while others are very belligerent, all 
however are very vocal. Eventually he feels hungry. At first he tries 
to ignore it but, it rapidly gets worse. Soon all he can think of is 
his empty stomach. Spying a rabbit he considers his chances with it.

"Even first thing on a Monday morning complete with a hangover you 
should beat the rabbit." The voice informs him.

Sheathing his sword he takes up his bow, selects an arrow and hits 
the rabbit. Unfortunately he doesn't quite kill it. 

"What did I do to deserve that?" the rabbit asks.

Then to his amazement it limps over and bites his leg, which hurts 
like Hell. Dropping his bow he wields his sword and finishes off the 
rabbit. He now has time to examine his wounds. His leg is bleeding 
profusely in two places and is causing him a lot of pain. He opens 
his first aid kit and swallows a pill. He is astounded when his 
wounds heal before his eyes, not even leaving a scar. 

With the help of his sword the rabbit is soon skinned and gutted. To 
his mild horror he finds that he can eat the raw meat and at last his 
hunger is satisfied. He quenches his thirst at a stream before 
continuing his quest.

After wandering about in the forest for a while he comes across a 
pond. He suddenly feels all hot and sticky, while the pond looks cool 
and refreshing. So he decides to go for a swim. As he strips off by 
the edge of the pond he notices that in the game he still has his 
own body. He flexes his muscles proudly then dives into the crystal 
clear water. It is nearly noon and the water feels fresh and 
invigorating on his bare skin. After about quarter of an hour he 
swims lazily to the bank where he dived in. He pulls himself out and 
discovers that all his possessions are missing! He swears roundly for 
about five minutes, calling Chris seven different kinds of cunt. Alas 
this provokes no reaction so, naked as the day he was born, he heads 
off back into the forest.

After an age he hears a female voice calling for help and slowly 
homes in on it. The sound comes from another clearing. In the middle 
of it there is a large, flat, rectangular rock. On this rock lies a 
blond teenage girl. She is not wearing a stitch of clothing and has 
been chained in a spread-eagled position. She is slightly familiar 
to him, although he can't quite put his finger on where he has seen 
her before. However his eyes bug out as he takes in her naked 
beauty and a few seconds later his manhood begins to rise.

One of Matt's fantasies has always been to have total domination over 
his sexual partner. This could be his chance. The girl is firmly 
chained down and can do nothing to save herself. No one is around to 
see or hear what happens. He could mount her, shag her silly and get 
off Scot free in less time than it takes to tell. About here his 
conscience kicks in and he remembers his Quest. He coughs discreetly 
and the girl notices him for the first time.

"Oh Sir, have you come to save me from the Dragon?" she asks.

"Er, well, um, yes. But I'm not sure how to do it," he mutters.

"But you must rescue me from my cruel fate," she wails.

"How the Hell did you get into this mess?" he asks, playing for time 
while he thinks.

"The Dragon demanded a sacrifice and I was the only virgin of 
eligible age," she sobs.

Matt examines the chains the hold her to the rock. They are thick and 
made of steel. Even if he had his sword with him he could not sever 
them. They are firmly anchored to eyebolts which in turn are embedded 
in the rock and the shackles round her wrists and ankles are equally 
solid. He would need the use of a blacksmith's shop, and most likely 
the blacksmith himself, to free her.

"How the Hell can I free you?" he asks.

"You must use the tools at hand," she replies, unhelpfully.

He looks around but there isn't even a descent sized rock to hand. 
But slowly an idea forms in his mind.

"Hold on a second. You are only in this predicament because you are a 
virgin?" he asks, in just too silky a voice.

"Yes, Sir."

"So," he says, placing his hand on her inner thigh and squeezing it 
lightly, "if you were no longer a virgin what would happen?"

"The Dragon would reject me!"

Matt smiles, deflowering a virgin is well within his power and he 
always carries the very tool required for the job with him. Her skin 
is as soft as satin to his touch and he is now the proud owner of a 
raging erection.

"I think I may just be able to help you," he says

He lets his hand slip up her thigh until it reaches that very 
interesting area that all teenage girls have at the top of their 
legs. His fingers brush lightly over her nether lips making her gasp. 
Very slowly he leans over and kisses her between her legs. This 
causes her to moan. His tongue darts out and attacks her clitoris. 
She screams and bucks against her restraints. After several minutes 
of this his tongue enters her and explores her.

"Oh please Sir, take me and have done with it," she begs, "else the 
Dragon will come for me at sundown."

Matt squints at the patch of sky visible above the clearing and 
estimates how long until sundown. He has plenty of time, so he 
ignores her pleas, removes his mouth and replaces it with his 
fingers. Slowly they move around inside her most intimate region. The 
whole of her mons veneris is becoming engorged as her body prepares 
itself for his assault. With deliberately calculated strokes he 
calmly brings the Maiden to her first ever orgasm. This causes her to 
scream very loudly. 

Somewhere in the forest a very large Dragon wakes from its slumbers 
and looks sleepily around. A wisp of smoke escapes from its nostrils. 
It eyes the sun and decides it is too early to get up. It snorts as 
it lowers its head back onto its paws and a belch of sulphurous fumes 
shoot out of its nostrils and withers a nearby bush.

Matt is now getting very excited himself. As he has always been very 
careful, he has never had sex bareback before. But this time he has 
little choice as there seems to be a dearth of condoms in this neck 
of the woods. While one hand fingers her, soon to be broken, hymen 
the other expertly brings her nipples erect, one at a time.

"Sorry, but this is the only way that I can think of saving you," he 
says, as he climbs onto the rock and positions himself between her 
legs.

He guides his manhood towards its captive target, retracting his 
foreskin allowing the sensitive head to come into direct contact with 
the lips of her engorged pussy. Naked, it feels a hundred times 
better than any time he has done it before. Gently he lowers his 
body onto hers and this action drives his weapon into her even 
further. Then it meets a barrier and he feels her tense up under 
him. She is far from the first girl to lose her virginity to him, so 
he is now a skilled practitioner of this art. With brutal force he 
thrusts his hips suddenly forwards and breaks through her 
maidenhead. She emits a yelp of pain as he takes her.

Her only protection gone, his manhood now opens her up for his 
pleasure. Soon his weapon is completely sheathed in her pussy and he 
thinks that he has died and gone to Heaven. Shit! He never knew that 
it was this much fun without a condom! Slowly at first he begins to 
shaft her. She is so firmly bound that she cannot move, which allows 
him to use nice long strokes, pulling the head of his manhood almost 
all the way out of her before plunging it back in.

As his hips pound his meat in and out of her his lips find hers. Ye 
Gods this girl certainly knows how to kiss! In the middle of a shag 
their tongues are having a wrestling match and he is already one fall 
down. He senses her second orgasm approaching and he fucks her right 
through it. She breaks the kiss and again her screams rent the 
silence of the forest.

 This time the Dragon rises and sniffs the air in a very suspicious 
manner. It snorts and twin flames shoot out from its nostrils. A 
small tree is consumed in the conflagration.

God, the way that her pussy grabs his cock when she came almost took 
him over the edge just then. Matt has to concentrate on not shooting 
just yet. Quite a feat, when you are up to the short hairs in a 
stunningly beautiful blond teenager.

But soon he is back in command, setting the pace and calling the 
tune. With ruthless efficiency he drives her towards her third 
orgasm. Without warning a thought pops into his mind. There is a fair 
chance that he could be in the process of putting a bun in her oven. 
The thought of that beautiful flat belly of hers slowly swelling out 
with his child fills his mind. At the same moment her third orgasm 
hits and he cannot stop his manhood from pumping his seed deep into 
her. 

Quite predictably her screams can be heard all over the forest. This 
causes several things to happen. First the chains that bind her 
vanish, allowing her to wrap her arms and legs round Matt's still 
straining body.

Elsewhere the Dragon swings its head in their direction, it roars, 
flames belch from its open mouth, the local wildlife heads for the 
hills and the Dragon begins to move in their direction. 

Just for a second, in their tight embrace Matt and the Maiden almost 
become one, then the moment passes. Suddenly she stiffens and yelps, 
"The Dragon is coming!"

They disentangle and hop off the rock. To their left they hear the 
Dragon's approach so they dive off to the right. A searing blast of 
heat just brushes their retreating butts, encouraging them to move 
faster. They run, holding hands and laughing as they crash through 
the bushes.

Then Matt is sitting on the chair again with that claustrophobic 
headset on. After a moment he reaches up and removes the headset. In 
the other chair sits Chris. He is grinning and it is obvious from the 
headset on his lap that he too has just removed it.

"So, tell me, did you like it?" Chris asks.

"Shit yes! I've never had sex as good as that before."

"Did it all feel realistic?"

"Yeah! It was just like I was inside her! And God, could she kiss!"

Chris grins even wider and suddenly Matt realises where he has seen 
the Maiden before.

"You were her! She was you! You were in the game with me!" Matt 
exclaims, though not very coherently.

"It is a role playing game," says Chris, looking like the cat who 
stole the cream.

"You bastard! You tricked me. You fucking raped me!" yells Matt.

"I should point out that most of the time my character was chained to 
a rock, so I think the claim of rape by me is a bit over the top."

"Fuckin' Hell you even kissed me. I should kill you," Matt mutters, 
and he sounds serious.

"But then you'd never get to fuck her again," counters Chris.

Matt's mouth opens and shuts several times, but nothing comes out.

"Besides, you started the kissing bit. Look at the big picture. Your 
wildest sexual fantasy worked out! A blond teenager tied up and 
helpless. You, left with no choice but to fuck her bareback. 
Doubtlessly knocking her up in the process. What more could a healthy 
young lad desire?" asks Chris.

There is a long pause while Matt thinks. Then he says, "How often can 
you get to play on this thing?"

"At least once a week."

"Then I'll let you live."

Matt stands and suddenly swears violently.

"What's the problem?" asks his companion.

"You bastard, you've made me cum in my pants!"

"Aw you poor thing. Don't you remember, you made me cum three times."

Matt looks absolutely stunned, so Chris goes on, "There are 
advantages and disadvantages to each type of character you play in 
the game. So for example, if you choose to be a girl, you get 
multiple orgasms, but you tend to get sexually abused a lot. Maybe we 
should change ends next time?"

Matt gives him a look that would blister paint and so Chris puts the 
idea on hold for now.

"Let's go and find ourselves clean underpants," he says.

They now clear up all evidence of their visit. Chris shuts down the 
computers and, as the fans stop, the silence is almost deafening. 
They move towards the door and he switches off the lights. As he 
goes to unlock the door Matt grabs him and in the pitch black 
gives him a little hug. By mutual consent, their lips meet and they 
discover that kissing is just as exciting as it was in the game. 

The End.

Comments and complaints may be sent to jamieanderson@compuserve.com
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