Katniss waited, crouched in the woods. Her lightweight linen dress that she had to wear per the rules, which was more like a short sheet-like poncho tied around her waist with a rope cord, was barely covering her body and she could feel the beads of sweat forming on her exposed skin. She looked around, trying to see if any of the others were nearby. 12 districts, a boy and a girl who had just reached their 18th birthday from each district were selected for the Games, for the pleasure of the people of the nation. Their participation was to remind the country of the debauchery that they once all experienced before the puritanical sensibilities took the nation back and did away with all the strip clubs, raves, burlesque shows, as well as any other public displays of affection, internet porn sites - anything that had allowed its citizens to release their sexual needs other than the way stated in the bible since any other way just made everyone depraved and focused on hedonistic self-gratification. A "cleansing" and "return to morality" they called it, repressing the base needs to focus on the greater good. It had been said to bring about prosperity and peace yet, it had done quite the opposite and instead the taboo laws made life more difficult since even holding hands in public was now considered taboo.
Katniss had never known life before the taboo laws went into full effect. She only knew that the games gave her conflicting feelings of curiosity and disgust and since her district was one of the poorer ones, the whole community had to gather together to watch them in the town square. Being in them made her feel even more strange. Her mind drifted to how her mother and sister would be watching her in the town square and how Gale would be there too. She instantly blushed at the thought of him watching her do things she had no idea how to do and things she definitely did not think she wanted to do. She shook her head, returning her focus to where she was now. She shifted her weight on her heels as she crouched, waiting to spring into action. The Games were simple. The Pornocopia would have every imaginable sex toy and pleasure item known to man before the Purification. Once the Games began, each of the 24 participants were to go and get what they wanted most and try their best to show the nation what it means to be free and give themselves over to their most base and primal urges. If they didn't, the would be removed from the games and never seen again.
She had never hoped to be in the games, unlike some of the girls she knew who would whisper about it when they thought no one could hear. The girls in the games were never looked at the same way again, left alone to live out their lives and maybe mentor other young people selected to participate in the Games. She thought if she could survive the next three days, she'd be ok. But since nothing was off limits and she had very limited knowledge of how to do anything of importance, let alone enough to get her food and water during the three days since her performance dictated what she got for food and drink. She tried to push that thought from her mind. Instead Katniss started to wonder how long it had been since she woke up in that spot, covered in the cloth. She was hot and felt well rested so maybe it hadn't been that long since they took her from the bed she went to sleep in the night before and placed her in this spot in the woods. She looked around once again, thinking she saw someone else standing on the edge of the clearing that was around the Pornocopia. Her attention was quickly refocused when she heard the horn sound, letting them all know the Games had begun. Three days of debauchery had started and it began with the collection of supplies.
The sound of the horn took a moment to register but once she saw some of the others emerge at a full sprint out of the woods around the clearing, Katniss's body sprung forward, running toward the platform set up in the center. Every size dildo and plug, ropes, crops and spankers, vibrators, clamps, restraints, and then a few things even she wasn't sure what she should do with were laid out for the players to grab. Once they grabbed them it was up to them how and where to use them. As she ran up to the platform, she passed a girl who had got there first and had grabbed a wand with an attachment that looked like a finger and had not even left the clearing before pulling her linen dress up and pressing the vibrating toy against her most sensitive spot. Katniss couldn't help but look at her lying on the ground, grinding herself into the buzzing wand, the attachment sliding inside her. She only looked away as she heard the cannon blast which signified that the girl had orgasmed. Katniss focused back on the platform, trying to make her plan of what to grab.
Some of the boys were grabbing ropes and floggers. She watched one girl grab restraints, a whip, a strap on, and set of clamps. Katniss made eye contact with her as she turned and when the girl saw her, she blew a kiss in her direction. During the games, solo play was allowed but the sponsors, the food and supplies senders, loved to see the players work with each other and use the items as creatively as possible. The girl with the strap-on must have been working her angle already by blowing Katniss a kiss. Katniss made a note of what her face looked like and tried to remember in case she needed to find her again and really put a show on.
Katniss looked around at what was left. She wasn't the first to the platform so some of the toys were already gone. She grabbed a few cords of rope. She knew that bindings always were considered good in terms of getting the comforts sent - a sleeping bag, matches to make fires, and things like that, and she had tried to learn how to do basic ties once she had been selected as the girl from her region. After placing them in her bag, she looked around and found the dildo table. She had never really paid attention when they gathered in the square to watch the games as her mother said it was not that important and her daughter did not need to see what people would do for a hot cup of soup when starving so she never really understood what was supposed to be done as she usually had her head in a book while the screen was on. Unsure of herself, she grabbed three of the dildos from the table, one slender and six inches; one thicker and eight inches; the third was massive, easily a foot long and as thick as her forearm. She had no idea if she would really use it but if anything, maybe there was someone she could use it on the next day.
Once those were stored in her bag, she moved over to the vibrators and grabbed an egg vibrator and a bullet vibrator. All the wands were already gone and while she had hoped to get one, she was ok with just having the bullet. She turned it on to feel how strong it was and held it against her breast, letting the buzzing make her a little excited, moving the toy closer to her nipple. She turned it off and put the toy in her bag, satisfied that it would be good to use. After that, she went back over to the rope table and saw a ball gag and a blindfold. She grabbed those and put them in her bag.
Katniss moved over to the next table and area which had all varieties of lingerie. She looked through, ignoring the other people who were rummaging through the items. She found a lacey see-through bra and panties set as well as a pair of knee-high and thigh-high stockings. Katniss raised her eyebrows and put both pairs in the bag. Before she left for the Games, one of the women who had made it through the games 10 years before had told her that if she could find something sexy enough, she would always have someone who sent her food. She remembered hearing that and tried imagining what sponsor she would be pleasing by grabbing these items. She looked around one last time before deciding her bag was quite full and also knowing that she could come back at any point as they left everything out for the participants to change, charge their toys, or get new things if they used all the other things they took.
She stepped off the platform and the girl with the wand was still going, gyrating her hips into the wand as she lay on the grass. As she did, a small canister came via drone and was placed next to her just as she climaxed again. The girl turned the wand off and looked at the canister. Inside was a bit of food and a drink along with a note. The girl stood and made her way back to the tables, grabbed a bag, and began to collect other items. Katniss couldn't help but wonder what the note had said. She wondered if someone would write her notes when she finally got started.
She had not noticed where the others had gone so she just walked off in the direction directly in front of her, no idea what was ahead of her. Just outside the clearing, she stopped and took off the linen dress and reached into her bag to take out the lace panties and the bra that really didn't cover her breasts as much as keep them pushed up and out on display. She had grabbed stockings too but did not want to risk them getting a run so she left them for when she might really need them. She placed the linen dress in her bag for when night came and if she wasn't with someone to keep her warm, it would definitely come in handy. Once in her new attire, she looked around again and continued walking straight. She stopped for a moment to try to get her bearings and to make a mark on a tree so she could keep track of where she had been. As she stood there with a rock, trying to carve a small x, she could hear moaning off in the distance. She crudely made the x in the bark of the tall tree and slowly started to move toward the moaning. It did not take her long to come upon the source of the moaning.
When she finally came upon the sounds, she saw it was a boy with dark brown hair who had taken his linen covering off and was sitting against a large boulder. Katniss stood behind a large tree and watched him as he sat with clamps on his nipples and stroked himself. Every so often he would tug on the nipples. Katniss couldn't help but bite her lip at the sight of it. She had never seen anything like that but she was feeling her body react. She reached down and started rubbing her own breasts through the bra, reaching down into it to feel her hand on her skin. Every time he pulled on the chain for the clamps, she pinched her nipples. She could feel the wetness between her legs growing but she stayed hidden behind the tree. He was moaning and oblivious to the fact that she was there and she didn't want to interrupt him. As she watched him pleasuring himself, her own hand moved down to her own warm wetness and started rubbing a finger up and down the wet spot on her panties. A moan escaped her lips and he looked up.
"Who's there?" he asked, his hand strokes slowed but did not stop. "You might as well come out. We can maybe work together to get something from a sponsor." He said as he stood up to look around the clearing.
Katniss froze. She wasn't sure she was ready for this, for the entire country to see this but they had likely been watching anyway. She took her hand away from her breast and her panties and took a deep breath. Stepping away from the tree, she showed herself to the young man.
"I'm here." She said and he turned to face her. His hand was still slowly stroking his large hard cock and she looked at it before looking back up at his face. She felt her skin flush with embarrassment. The mentor she had spoken to said that some sponsors liked it when the girls acted shy and demur. She wasn't acting but they would never know. She felt his eyes scanning her body and he walked a slow circle around her. She watched him as he walked back into view.
"I'm Cato from District 2." He said as he stepped in closer to Katniss. She could feel the heat from his body and she closed her eyes, listening to his breathing. "We should definitely see what we can get the sponsors to send us." He ran his fingers down her shoulder to her arm and took her hand in his. "I think that we can have some fun. I don't even think we need to use the items we brought from the Pornocopia." He said and moved even closer, bent toward her, and licked her neck.
