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  "So, the code, it'll get me back in? I mean, if I get out there and it's quite obviously worse than in here, I can come back? I wouldn't want to, but, well, like you say, anything could be outside, and maybe some possibilities would make being sealed away in here with Janice and Sophie seem like paradise..."

  "I'll be honest, I cannot guarantee that - it should work that way, and I hope that it does, for my sake as well as yours - but the mechanism is very old, so I can't vouch for it 100%. But then, if there was no risk involved in going out there, it would be an easy choice, wouldn't it?"

  "Yes. Yes it would... so I guess it's all down to whether I'm willing to take the risk that I could be stranded out there permanently... Wait, what do you mean you hope it works for your sake as well as mine?"

  "It's part of what I want in return if I give you the code. I want you to come back for me if you discover a better world out there."

  "I would, I would definitely try. That's not much at all to ask, really, although I'd come late at night and sneak in and get you, I wouldn't want to let the rest of the assholes here in on my new world... maybe my dad... the rest of them can rot down here," he said, surprising himself at how strongly he felt about such a hypothetical situation.

  "That seems entirely reasonable, given the circumstances... But it's only the first part of what I want you to do for me for giving you the code. The other thing, well, it's optional, I'll still help you escape if you decide to, whether you do it or not, but... well, it'd be a very welcome expression of your gratitude for me taking the risks on my end - given I am going to have to find a way to look like I am not involved in your disappearance, and so on..."

  "Honestly, if I'm going to do this... and, right now, I think I am, as insane as it feels... then for making it possible, you can have whatever you want."

  "I was hoping you'd say that. Because I want you to take my virginity. Here and now."

  "Holy fuck..."

  She laughed, and he realized he'd inadvertently made a bad joke.

  "Uh, I mean... it would be my pleasure... but just for my own peace of mind, can you give me the code first? As I said earlier, I'm possibly a bit more wary of potential traps than usual today, where offers of sex are concerned."

  She smiled as if she completely understood, got up and went to the bible on her lectern, taking out a piece of paper slipped between two of its pages like the dozens of others being used as bookmarks.

  "This is just a note with a copy from the original document, I made it earlier to give to you. I may have need of the original myself someday."

  He glanced at it quickly, and saw a list of maybe 40 letters, numbers and special characters. This wasn't the kind of code one could just memorize, and in any case, he didn't really care about what the code was - that wouldn't be important until he was at the door, ready to leave. He just wanted to have it before he committed any more sexual infractions, as though that proved that there was nothing shady going on here (it didn't of course, Madeleine could have faked the whole thing, code included, but there was only so far down the rabbit hole of paranoia that he was willing to go).

  "Good enough?" she asked gently, sliding back along the bench to sit beside him again, this time brazenly running her hand up his inner thigh.

  "Yep. I think that's all in order..." he replied, looking towards her in the candlelight and smiling, his cock stiffening already.

  Chapter 5

  He wanted to make it as good for her as possible - he knew that. He could only imagine how she felt. The frustration he knew so well amplified over 20 years of pretending to be above all of that, to be the good, pure, Christian woman. He knew her tastes, too. He had on a few occasions followed the links to the things she had watched, and got off to them himself, fascinated by the idea of an attractive, unattainable woman masturbating to hardcore group sex scenes, rough ones too, whether they were acted out by real people or animated. He wanted it to be good for himself, too. Whatever might happen to him when he left this place, if he died, if he ended up turning around and coming straight back to face Janice, if he found himself surviving as the only human out in a vast wasteland, he didn't want his only memory of sex to be that fiasco with Sophie. And he had plenty of tension inside him, which he was certain blowing his load inside the hot minister would relieve.

  She was looking at him expectantly, her eyes shining in the candlelight, her hand on his leg. She wanted him to take charge, it seemed. Well, ridiculous as it was, he was still the one of the two of them who wasn't a virgin. But his experience was mostly in his imagination. Well, that would have to be enough.

  He turned on the bench so his upper body was facing hers and took a firm hold of her shoulders, pulling her in and kissing her hard. He had never kissed a woman before, and might never again, so he poured all of his desire, all of his urgency into it, kissing her deeply, inhaling the scent of her close to him, and exploring her clothed body with his hands. She was so responsive. He felt her chest rising as she inhaled sharply through her nose, before letting out an audible moan of longing as he continued probing her mouth with his tongue.

  I will need her to be quiet, though, as sexy as those little moans are, and as much as I'd like to make her scream.

  He broke away from the kiss just long enough to whisper in her ear, as assertively as he could, that he was going to have to cover her mouth while he fucked her, because he didn't think she'd be able to keep quiet. She nodded, her eyes gleaming with lust, and he roughly covered the bottom half of her face with his hand.

  I thought that would turn her on. This is how she's always wanted it. And as well as it being so fucking hot having her all submissive like this, it also means I don't have to feel so anxious about anyone hearing us...

  He pushed her back so her upper body was flat against the church bench, standing so he could keep his hand over her mouth. He roughly pulled up her right leg and hooked it over the back of the bench, causing her dress to ride up, revealing that she wasn't wearing any panties underneath. The sight of her bare pussy, with its light covering of hair clearly trimmed, caught him unawares, and his cock throbbed as he realized she had prepared herself this way just hoping he'd agree to fuck her, that she'd probably been wet with anticipation, hoping for this moment all afternoon.

  She's a virgin who wants to be fucked like a dirty slut, clearly. Man, I hope this plan works out and I can come back for her and take her somewhere I can give her all the cock she wants...

  But as much as he wanted to just bury his dick in her and fuck her to completion right there and then, it seemed like that would somehow be leaving money on the table. For both of them. Her eyes were begging him to do it, but no, he had other parts of her he wanted to etch onto his memory first. With his free hand he grabbed the bottom hem of her dress in his hand and yanked it up roughly, making it bunch just above the swell of her round, firm tits. He'd spent plenty of time idly ogling her breasts in that clingy yet demure black dress she always wore, during boring Sanctuary assemblies and in the dining hall. He wasn't going to waste the chance to feel the weight of them in his hands, or to hopefully tease her to even greater levels of desire by pinching and sucking the hard nipples he could see straining against her basic, standard issue white cotton bra.

  She's seen a lot of porn, I bet she would love to be dressed up in some lacy, slutty lingerie that really showed off her body for me right now. Not that it matters.

  His jeans were unbearably uncomfortable now, and so with one hand still on her face, looming over her as she lay exposed on the bench in her own church, he managed to unbutton his fly and pull them down. He kicked off the basic sports shoes he had on, and stepped out of his jeans, all without taking any of the pressure off of the minister's mouth. She was breathing hard through her nose, he could tell that having her cunt exposed like this while she was effectively pinned down and gagged was just the kind of thing she had fantasized about, perhaps even with him being the one doing it.

  I like the way she looks like this,
but it'd be a shame not to feel her mouth around my cock before I fuck her. Guess I'd better just be firm with her.

  "OK, I'm going to take my hand off your mouth in just a second, but I can't have you making any noise, so you're going to open your lips and take my cock in your mouth instead. And I need you to get it really wet for me, because I'm going to fuck your nice big tits after that," he said in a low voice, right in her ear.

  She nodded under his hand and made a muffled noise of enthusiastic assent.

  Seems like either I did sound bossy enough there, or she's just buying into this whole dominant thing, even if she knows I'm just kind of winging it...

  His cock jutted out as soon as he'd pulled down his underwear, hard and thick, and he gripped it close to her face, watching her eyes take it in. The sheer lust on her face at the sight of the first real cock she had ever seen, in decades of longing to feel one inside her stretching out her tight virgin pussy, made him ache. Sophie had certainly never let on that she wanted him like this, and it was a feeling he'd never forget. A beautiful woman hungry for his dick, waiting for him to give her what she needed.

  "Yes, suck me," he managed to say, as he pressed the shining head of his cock against her full lips, and felt her mouth open to take him in.

  The sensation of her tongue exploring the tip of his cock while she gently sucked, swirling and teasing him right where he was most sensitive, made him catch his breath. He knew he wouldn't be able to stand it for too long without coming, he was already experiencing a previously unknown kind of arousal - one where he would actually get to do what he wanted - but he couldn't resist grabbing her hair in his hands and forcing his cock deeper into her mouth. Her eyes closed briefly in pleasure, letting him know this wasn't too much for her, and she moaned slightly, the sound muffled by her full mouth.

  Keeping one hand in her hair, he fucked her accommodating mouth, feeling her try to suck him harder. He moved his other hand down to her bra, and pulled it down blindly, his eyes still on her face. Suppressing the groans he so badly wanted to make as she blew him, he roughly groped at her now bare breast, squeezing hard and rubbing his palm against her nipple.

  It was a travesty that there was so little time - that he would need to escape tonight, and that once he'd come, that would be the end of this encounter. He pictured how it might feel to come like this, and feel her greedily swallow down his load before taking her time to get him hard again. Then there were her gorgeous tits - how would she like to have him come all over them, too? But no, she had wanted him to take her virginity, and so he had to hold back until he'd done that. He reluctantly released her hair and pulled out of her mouth, gripping onto his own dick hard.

  "Lie down on the floor, and keep your dress up and your bra down like that," he ordered her, still keeping his voice as quiet as he could, and trying to maintain a tone of authority despite how close he was to losing control.

  Madeleine stood, and did as he asked, lying down on the cold, stone floor of the chapel, her bare ass pressed against it and her legs spread wide, as though she was expecting that he would get between them and fuck her now. She looked so invitingly wanton and pornographic spread for him like that that he almost forgot himself and did just that, but he'd told her he was going to fuck her tits and he knew he'd regret it later if he didn't do it.

  She didn't protest or even question it when, instead of plowing into her glistening pussy, he instead sank down to his knees over her torso, and began to rub his thumbs over her nipples, teasing and tweaking them, and feeling her body jolt a little beneath his ass as she responded to the feeling. Her skin was slightly slippery with sweat, and his cock slid easily between the flesh of her tits as he pressed them together. The sight of the head of his cock appearing and disappearing above her cleavage and the feel of her supple, firm breasts pressed against his swollen cock were driving him crazy. Fuck, why hadn't she let guys do this before? Why hadn't she let him do it? This wouldn't get anyone pregnant. But he knew, really. In Madeleine's case, it would have been too hard for her to stop, and too frustrating to go this far and still never get fucked. And besides, if Janice or whoever found him with his cock between a pair of tits, or in a girl's ass, or really, anywhere other than in his pants, he was fairly sure it'd be treated as though he'd broken the no sex rule anyway. He'd been judged to be a danger since he was born, in that respect.

  "You feel so fucking good, Madeleine, I swear if I didn't have so little time I would come on every fucking inch of you and fuck every hole you have," he grunted, thrusting his hips a couple more, last times for a couple more delicious strokes between her breasts.

  "Please, fuck me," she whispered.

  He knew it was time, and he'd never wanted to do anything more, but still, to keep up the mood that he knew got her off, he put his hand back over her mouth as he repositioned himself between her thighs, and growled into her ear as he pressed the head of his cock against the slick entrance of her.

  "I like it when you beg, but it's me that gets to decide when you get fucked."

  Her eyelids flickered and her breath quickened as he used his hand to rub the tip of his dick, now wet with her juices, against her clit. He felt her hips bucking against him a little, trying to stimulate herself more against him. He'd watched Sophie and Fliss together enough times to know how girls liked to be touched, but feeling the response of this hot older woman's body when it was him doing it turned him on so much more. All thoughts of the danger, the situation he was in, left him. There just wasn't room in one man to be worrying about all of that terrifying shit right now. He exhaled slowly as he guided his cock into her.

  Despite how wet Madeleine was, her pussy was still extremely tight around his cock, and that first drive into her, until he was fucking her as deep as he could, felt incredible. While he'd fucked another virgin only hours earlier, this was in no way the same - Sophie had been fucked countless times with who knows what random, vaguely phallic items and Fliss' fingers, and was used to feeling her cunt stretched and satisfied whenever she was horny. Madeleine, as far as he knew, had only been with herself, and having her pussy stuffed with his thick, hard cock was an experience she'd been craving for her whole adult life, remaining unfulfilled. Fucking her, knowing what it meant to her, feeling her body respond to him as he held her down and plowed into her hard, watching the desperation in her eyes as he knew he was getting her closer and closer to coming the way she'd always wanted to, it was intense.

  He took his hand away from her mouth, now just as concerned about the noises he might make as he came, and kissed her deeply.

  Chapter 6

  There was a strange mood in the chapel after they had both come, and Madeleine had dressed again in her black dress. It should have been a time to feel quiet and close, but it was as though as soon as the act was done, all of the anxiety about what would happen next had returned to both of them.

  Curtis, of course, had the most to worry about, as he was now to be making his escape, but Madeleine was feeling the tension too. When this night was over, she'd be under suspicion as the only person other than Janice who had the exit code, that is, unless she came up with a suitably good lie or found a way to make it look like Curtis had died and left no body. Curtis was too afraid to ask her what her plan was in that respect, if she even had one. He'd vowed to come back for her, and to be able to do that, he needed to put all of his efforts into getting out there and surviving, not worrying about what situations he might have left behind for his only accomplice to weather.

  They spoke quietly and in urgent tones as they prepared, and for a while Curtis waited alone in the chapel while Madeleine, who would look less suspicious should anyone see her roaming around in the middle of the night, went to the kitchens and stores to prepare some provisions for Curtis to carry out with him. The hardest part was finding a bag, given that nobody in Sanctuary ever really had to carry anything very far, but she managed to unearth one very old canvas thing with a zip, that had probably been used when the first me
mbers of Sanctuary made their way down here to seal themselves away forever.

  She'd found for him plenty of dried vegetables and fruits from their hydroponic, electrically lit farm by the underground lake that Sanctuary was built around, and prepared a few bottles of water, though they were heavy, and so he'd need to find a source of drinking water out in the surface world as soon as he could anyway. There was no meat, because nobody in Sanctuary's current generation had ever tasted any, where the supplies of dried and canned meats originally brought down with the first people had long been used up by their greedy forebearers. For protein, she'd packed him as many nuts as she could find. She'd also taken some basic medicines - aspirin, which they could synthesize in Sanctuary's lab, was the most commonly used drug down here - and some antiseptic lotions and bandages. Finally, she added to the canvas bag the sharpest knife she could find in the kitchen, as well as a few tools from the generator room - a wrench and some screwdrivers - figuring that these could be useful if he had to survive in the wilderness, but could also double up as weapons. Perhaps for hunting, perhaps for defending himself. She didn't like to think about that too much.

  It was 3am when everything was prepared, and they agreed it was best for Curtis to make his move. At 5, people may start to wake up, especially the oldest people, who didn't seem to need much sleep at all. He knew he would need to have ghosted away by then.