And Four to AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!

Mark and Laura got out of the hot spring and dried off, and got dressed. It did take Mark longer to do that as he couldn’t stop watching Laura wipe herself down with a towel and get dressed. Which caused Laura to smirk in satisfaction. “You know, Mark, I think I could get used to you staring at me like that. Sure, I was attractive before, but my mostly flat chest didn’t really do it for most guys.”

“Well, they are fucking morons. Laura, I thought you were hot back in college and before your transformation into a goddess.” Mark went slightly red, realizing what he just said.

“A goddess, eh? I like the sound of that. Hmm… Laura, Goddess of Lust? Yes, I very much like the sound of that. So, Mark, if I'm a goddess, what does that make you?” Teasing Mark.

“If you’re the Goddess of Lust, I guess that would make me the guy who got the Goddess of Lust to settle for one dick for the rest of her life.” Which wiped the smirk off Laura’s face, replacing it with an annoyed pout, causing Mark to laugh. “I guess I definitely have a type, women who are cute when mildly annoyed.”

“I can’t believe I actually said that to you, Mark…” let alone meant it.

“Well, I’m glad you like it, and I hope that I’ll be enough for you.”

That brought a smile to Laura’s face. Wait. Why am I giddy because of that? “Alright, Mark, we are heading deeper into the cavern.” She grabbed his arm to lead him along.

“So still not going to tell me?”

“You will find out soon enough. After this, though, we are going back to the suite and starting round two… or three, depending upon how things go during what I have planned.”

“Fine, I am really interested to find out what you are sure I’ve never done before.”

Mark and Laura walked down a short tunnel until it opened into a small space with a metal wall on the far side of the space that had a slight curve away from them. There was an advanced looking door in the center of the wall.

“Laura… Okay, I’d really like an explanation before going through that door.”

“Mark, come on, I really want it to be a surprise.”

“Give me a second, then.”

Mark: Cassandra, could you please come here? I need to talk with you. This is related to yesterday and the elevator.

~Pop~

“Yes? What is the issue exactly, Mark?” Cassandra said as she appeared in front of them.

“Well, that looks like a fairly high-tech door. Considering what happened yesterday, I think it’s completely reasonable to be at least a little concerned.”

Cassandra considered that, hand on her chin, “I suppose that’s fair. If something happens, I will intervene immediately, okay? You won’t need to prompt me.”

“What happened yesterday?” Laura questioned them both.

Mark was about to speak, but Cassandra beat him to it. “Nothing to worry about, just a technical malfunction that was quickly resolved.” Cassandra gave Mark a pointed stare.

Laura looked questioningly at Mark and could tell that wasn’t the full story, but didn’t press the issue.

“Now, Mark, does that resolve your problem? Because I think you are going to love what Laura has planned.” Cassandra said mischievously.

“Fine, I guess nothing too bad can happen to Laura or me. Alright, let’s go and thank you, Cassandra.”

“Have fun! Got to go, things to do.” Cassandra said and vanished.

~Pop~

“Come on, let's go,” Laura said as she held Mark’s hand. The door slid to the side as they approached, and a long, fairly narrow metallic hallway was on the other side.

“~WHY HELLO THERE~ Master Mark. ~It is~ such a pleasure to have you visiting HHOTS today. Your equipment is prepared in the area through the door at the other end of the hall. Also ~Congratulations~ Laura.” ASTRID beamed. “I am just ~SO~ proud that one of Master’s girls is finally servicing him properly like a good member of his Harem should. If you would like any advice on your Master’s personal preferences or hidden erogenous zones, please just let me know. I’d be happy to assist in your optimization for him. After all, ~We exist to serve.~”

Laura looked uncomfortable the longer ASTRID spoke as they were walking down the hall, and reached the door just as she finished speaking.

“Astrid?” Mark spoke questioningly, “What does HHOTS stand for?”

“~OH Master~, I was requested not to divulge that information to you. Of course ~Your Word~ is the only one I care about, except for my maker’s Cassandra. If you wish it I will tell you simply ask again, ~I’m happy to be of service.~”

“Uh, Mark, if you could not ask, I would appreciate it. The name will give away the surprise. I’ll tell you what it means afterwards, okay?” Laura asked.

“Alright, I won’t.” Mark went through the door that had slid open and found a small room with lockers on either side.

“Please find the locker with your associated name plate, and put on the suit inside. All occupants of the room must be suited up before you can proceed.” ASTRID said in a rather flat voice, almost like it was a recording and not actually her.

Mark opened the locker and found a form-fitting, thick, black bodysuit and a sleek-looking helmet that would completely encase his head and lock to the suit, with a clear panel to look through on one side. He went ahead and got dressed, and when he turned around, he saw Laura in a similar suit, but hers was a deep crimson color.

“Can you hear me okay, Mark?” Laura spoke and came through on a com system inside the helmet.

“Loud and clear.” Mark gave a thumbs-up. “But now I’m really confused as to what we’re doing.”

“Don’t worry, it’ll be fun.”

Mark could hear a hissing sound coming from the door ahead. “Please proceed through the doorway and take a seat and strap in.” There was that recorded version of ASTRID again.

Beyond the door was a short hall, of a couple of feet at most, with a circular opening with a hatch above it. Laura climbed in first, and Mark after her.

“Okay, this is clearly some kind of craft. Is this a sub?” Mark questioned.

“So impatient, just wait and you’ll see.” Laura shook her head.

The hatch closed behind them, making a hissing sound that Mark now recognized as the sound of an airlock. The pod they were in started moving, and Mark made sure to strap himself in and saw that Laura had done the same. When it came to a stop, ASTRID spoke up with her usual cheer, “~Welcome, travelers~ we will be departing shortly. Please make sure you are properly secured in your seat.”

A timer appeared in front of them on a display screen with one minute remaining, counting down. When it reached the thirty-second mark, Laura spoke through the comms. “Hey Mark, I think now is the perfect time to tell you. HHOTS stands for Harem Hotel: Orbital Transport Service.” She timed it so she finished speaking with two seconds remaining. And suddenly they were experiencing around 4g’s as the craft was launched into the air. Then, as they exited the atmosphere and entered orbit around the planet, they experienced 0g’s

“You may not remove your harnesses and move about the shuttle. Please do not remove your suit for the duration of the flight.” ASTRID said.

“Whoa, Okay. I'm a little disoriented from that.” Mark said.

“I was told that the suits are supposed to help with acclimating to the different gravitational forces; it should pass soon,” Laura explained, trying to comfort him.

“You were definitely right, Laura. I have never been to space. This is amazing.” Mark looked out the side of the craft and down at the planet below. “Okay, that’s a bit weird, though. It looks almost like Earth but slightly different.”

“Oh, Cassandra explained that to me when I was planning this. Apparently, this is an Earth, just not our Earth. Specifically, the dinosaurs were never wiped out, and humanity died off because of it. So most of the planet is just wildlife. Except for where the show is.” Laura started to float around the shuttle. “Too bad we can’t have sex up here. Though I heard that 0g sex isn’t all it’s cracked up to be in reality. We’ll be up here for about thirty minutes as we circle the planet.”

They bounced around the shuttle, enjoying the view and 0g environment, for a little bit, and then Mark just held Laura in his arms as they floated, staring down at a different Earth. “Laura, this is probably going to be one of my best memories ever. Thank you so much. I would kiss you right now, but the helmets. I always dreamed of going to space one day as a kid, but I gave up on it.” Mark hugged her tightly

Laura’s heart fluttered. Oh, crap. Am I actually starting to like him? Romantically? She hugged him back. Well, I guess that’s fine. I’m stuck with him; if I care about him, that’s a bonus.

ASTRID’s voice came over the speaker. “~Attention Passengers~ We here at the HHOTS wish to extend our deepest apologies. ~You see~ we have discovered a fault in your craft, and it is slowly leaking oxygen. Please proceed to the nearest escape tube. We hope that this error and abrupt end to your experience will not impact your use of the HHOTS in the future. After all ~I SO look forward to serving you again!~”

“So, this is definitely part of the experience. Right?” Mark asked Laura.

“We… might want to get to those escape tubes,” Laura said a bit hesitantly. So they moved quickly to where the indicator lights told them to go. There was a set of twelve tubes in a circle near the back of the craft. They got into adjacent tubes, and they were sealed shut behind them. “Okay, just so you know, Mark. Yes, this was part of the plan. So you don’t freak out for what’s about to happen.” Mark felt something get strapped to his back and fastened around his torso, arms, and legs.

“Okay, please explain, Laura. I’m getting really nervous. Please.”

“Well, we are heading back abruptly… Don’t worry, it’ll be okay.”

“Prepare for launch. Tubes opening in T-10, 9, 8,” ASTRID’s voice intoned.

“LAURA!” Mark shouted.

“6,5,4,”

“EXPLAIN! NOW!” Mark was starting to panic

“3,2,1.”

Laura then shouted, “Geronimo!” over the comms as the floor beneath them opened up and they were jettisoned towards the earth with nothing but their suits surrounding them. “WOOOOOWHOOOO!” Laura’s excited voice sounded over the comms.

Whereas Mark was just screaming “AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH” with his limbs flailing as they reentered the atmosphere.

-2 VP Cause Mark to have a Panic Attack
-2 VP Cause Mark to fear for his life

Laura extended her arms to get the wing mesh to extend and glided over to Mark, and grabbed a hold of his arm. “Mark. Breathe. I’m right here. You’re fine.” Mark was still panicking, so Laura gripped him in a firm hug as they plummeted towards the ground. “Mark. I’m here.”

“WHAT THE EVER LIVING FUCK!” Mark was squirming in Laura’s grasp in panic.

“MARK! Calm. Down. Talk to me. Don’t Scream.”

“Laura. What. The. Ever. Living. Fuck. Is. This.” Mark said while hyperventilating.

“Mark, it's just skydiving from space, that’s what the suits are for.”

Mark spoke through short, heavy breaths. “Laura! I have. A fear. Of falling. And going splat! Like. Right. At. The top. Of my. List. of fears.”

“Oh, Shit.”

“Please. Don’t. Let go. Of me.”

“I won’t, I’m sorry, Mark. I didn’t know.” Laura attached the clips on either side of their hips together, so they couldn’t get separated and held Mark.

Mark was working to regain control of himself, with his eyes closed, and Laura was holding him. “Okay… not completely panicking now. How much longer are we in free fall?”

“Supposed to be about four minutes in total, we’ve been going for two now. Mark… Sorry.”

“Laura. Not now.” Laura could hear Mark’s heavy breathing over the comms. “Okay, I’m going to open my eyes and see if I can enjoy this a little.” Well, that was a mistake. And he closed his eyes again. Mark’s heart rate spiked further.

“Mark, I'm going to open the parachute in a moment.” Once they had crossed the altitude line that Cassandra had indicated, they should open their shutes. Laura pulled on the release and opened it. Their fall was arrested suddenly and became far gentler and more controlled. “Does this help at all?”

“Yes, actually a bunch.” Mark tried opening his eyes one more time. “The view is nice. Now, that I feel less concerned about plummeting to my death.”

“Mark. Are you okay?”

“No.”

“If I had known you were afraid of heights, I would never have done this.”

“Laura, one, you apologizing right now is not helping, please stop. Second, I don't have a fear of heights. I have a fear of falling, more specifically, going splat at the end of the fall.” Mark’s breathing was finally slowing down, but still ragged. They continued to glide down towards the ground, Laura angling the shoot to keep them on target for the landing zone.

Not knowing what to say except ‘sorry,’ Laura kept quiet. After about seven minutes, they reached the landing zone, which was a sandy beach on one side of the island. As they landed, Mark leaned back into Laura in a sitting position. She detached the chute and just lay back with Mark on top of her. Mark attempted to roll to one side but was still attached at the hip with Laura. Laura undid the clips. Instead of rolling off of Laura, he turned around. He detached his own helmet and then Laura’s.

Laura could see an intensity in Mark’s eyes as he looked at her. “Mark I—” Her words were cut off as Mark kissed her fiercely, shoving his tongue into her mouth and gripping her hair firmly at its base, and pushing her down into the sand. He started stripping her suit off as much as he could without stopping kissing her. She obliged and moved to make it easier, and also started undressing him. God, I didn’t realize how horny I had gotten wearing that suit for so long. And with how aggressive Mark is being… God, I want him inside me so bad right now.

+2 VP Stripped by Master

Mark finished taking his suit off. Then, grabbed Laura’s wrists and pinned them against the sand. She could have resisted if she wanted to, but seeing Mark like this was rather a turn-on. As soon as they were both naked, Mark didn’t bother with foreplay and just lined himself up and thrust inside Laura's soaked pussy. He wasn’t gentle, thrusting as hard as he could, taking out his frustration. Laura was writhing underneath him in pleasure. She let out a moan and tried to cry out Mark’s name as she climaxed, but Mark was not willing to let her break the kiss. Mark kept this up for a few minutes, enjoying Laura’s squirming beneath him in pleasure, until he himself climaxed inside of her. Then he lay down on top of her gently.

“Mark—”

“Shut up. I’m mad at you.” Mark said in a tone that made it clear he was upset, but not really angry. So Laura just lay there with Mark on top of her for a while and held him in her arms. After a few minutes, Mark pulled his dick out of her and got off, rolling to one side. “You should have told me. I know you wanted it to be a surprise, and the going to space bit was a nice one. But you should have given me an indication about the skydiving.”

Laura began to apologize again, “Mark, I’m—”

“Stop, apologizing. As terrified as I was, once I stopped having a panic attack, that was thrilling. I just couldn’t enjoy it all that much because of the panic. That is the sort of thing you definitely should explain ahead of time. I realize now that in the tubes that we were fitted with mesh attachments to control our descent and a parachute, but I didn’t at the time. Had we gone over the safety concerns first, I still would have been terrified, and you probably would have needed to push me to do it. But I would have enjoyed it a lot more.”

+1 VP Help Mark Face a Fear (x2 First)(Repeatable)

“I screwed up, I won’t try to surprise you with something like that again.”

“Thank you. Now, you talked to Cassandra about this, right?”

“Yeah, the whole plan, why?”

“Even the bit where we get in the escape tubes?”

“Yes, that was actually slightly different than planned, though. Originally, the flaw wasn’t supposed to be an air leak, but the self-destruct sequence being started by accident. I don’t know why it was changed.”

“I can hazard a guess. Now. CASSANDRA, GET OUT HERE! I don’t have my phone on me, because the suit doesn’t have pockets.” Mark heard two tiny pops, one right next to his head, the other on the other side of Laura. He noticed his phone had appeared beside him.

Mark: Cassandra, get your fucking ass here right now. I have a bone to pick with you.

Cassandra: No. I’m not at your beck and call, Mark.

Mark: Cassandra, you show up right the fuck now, or we are going to have more than a slight problem. I am beyond pissed at you. I’m angrier than when you told me you removed everyone’s birth control and didn’t tell me before I had sex with Allie. I want to kick your teeth in. But I will settle for yelling at you.

Cassandra: I’m not at fault here. Nor am I your punching bag.

Mark: BULLSHIT! This is on you. There is absolutely no way you don’t have a solid list of what my fears are.

Cassandra didn’t respond to his messages further. Mark stood up and chucked his phone as hard as he could into the ocean, screaming as he did so, “RAAAGH!” Right as he heard a plop in the ocean, he heard a small pop right next to him. His phone reappeared next to him.

“Mark?”

“Cassandra won’t come and face me because she’s a coward.”

“Wait? What?”

“I don’t know what Cassandra’s issue with you is, Laura, but she clearly has one. Because there is absolutely no way that she did not know that plummeting to my death is my number one fear.”

~Ping~

“If you want to say something to me, Cassandra, come say it to my face.”

“God damnit! That little bitch. I should have learned my lesson. I was upset when I learned what she did to ASTRID, but I could also tell she regretted doing it after talking with her. But taking out my IUD should have been a wake-up call. Mark, do you think we can trust her at all?”

Mark sighed. “Unfortunately, yes. She hasn’t acted out of character for what I would attribute to a host. We can trust her to act like a proper host, which means she isn’t going to screw us over too much. I bet that she didn’t even view not telling you as malicious. That it was a way for me to face my fears or some bullshit. And the fact you could lose points was an acceptable risk.”

“Wait, what do you mean lose points?”

“I didn’t check yet, but I bet you lost points for causing me to have a panic attack and fear for my life.”

Laura pulled up her phone. “Crap, you're right.”

“I’m going to message Hilde, unless there is some plan from here?”

“She should actually be coming along shortly. I asked her to give us a little bit of time, so if we wanted to have some fun afterwards on the beach, we could. Also, not saying that I want to make you upset like that again or anything. But damn, was that sex better than at the hot spring. I couldn’t tell how many orgasms I had as they just sort of blurred together.”

“I enjoyed it too. Also, thank you for that. I really needed it.”

“Mark, you can do that to me whenever the fuck you want. I wasn’t sure at first, but I’m pretty confident after today that I’ll end up happy with you.”

Mark lay down next to Laura and cuddled up with her in the nice, warm, soft sand. “So was the plan just to wear the suits until we got somewhere else? Because I really don’t want to put it back on.”

“It was the plan, yeah.”

Mark heard another pop, and the clothes they had left in the lockers appeared next to them. Mark went ahead and started to get dressed. “This isn’t going to make me forgive you for this. But thank you for giving us our clothes.” Mark turned around to see that Laura had gotten dressed as well. “Damn, do you look good in that.”

“Thank you. Just remember, simply because I’m dressed as a harem girl doesn’t mean you should treat me like I’m just here for sex.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it. But you do know there are other outfits you could buy that are allowed by your TF, right? If you wanted to cover up some. Not that I want that, mind you, just if it was bothering you.”

“I mean, aren’t they all essentially the same? I mean, I guess one didn’t have the midriff showing.”

“No, there's actually quite a bit of variation if you can get away with anything Jasmine wore, plus you have that live-action remake. Not to mention, I bet we can find some other sources from other tales of Aladdin, besides Disney. Honestly, you can probably get away with almost anything that is traditional Middle Eastern in style. And again, if it really bothers you, as much as it would pain me not to see you in clothing that really shows off your toned body, we can look at something to expand the variety of your clothing.”

“I’m good for now, but thanks for the offer. It’s more clothes than a lot of the athletic wear I'm used to wearing, and I’ve worn that in front of tens of thousands of people, not to mention having that broadcast worldwide. So it being revealing doesn’t really bother me.”

Mark moved over behind her and wrapped his arms around her, feeling her abs, and leaned to one side to look at her. “Well, good because I really like your muscles. They’re perfect.”

“You keep saying stuff like that, and the others might start getting jealous. Plus, I doubt that there isn’t anything about my form you would like to change.” Laura looked at his face curiously and noticed his evasive glance. “Okay, tell me what it is? Or are you going to make me guess and simply read your face?”

“I don’t know what you're talking about.” Mark said unconvincingly.

“Fine, I’ll do this the hard way, while we wait for Hilde.” She took Mark’s arms in her hands and turned around. “Well, obviously, you have a thing for bigger breasts, so I bet you would like me to stay at this size permanently.” Mark’s eye twitched a little, and he tilted his head to one side ever so slightly. “Wait, really, you want me bigger? No… Huh, good on you, Mark.”

“Okay, fine. First of all, I liked your breasts before, and I like them now. I don’t want a permanent size upgrade because I am definitely upgrading Ellen’s boon permanently, and then we can just have them whatever size we want. As long as Ellen goes up in size. But do you really want to know what I would change?”

“Yes. Look, Mark, I don’t have to appeal to a bunch of people anymore, so yeah, tell me. Because if I appeal to you more, you are going to have more sex with me.”

“I need to correct your misconception here, Laura. You are going to be getting plenty of sex. You don’t need to change to make that happen. I’ll happily get you off. But there’s only one thing about your appearance that bothers me, and it is honestly not a big deal. I don’t like the fact you’re taller than me.”

Laura laughed. “Haha, is that why you made Talia shorter, you have a thing for small women?”

“A little. But it isn’t so much about your height, it’s about the difference in height.”

“So, for you, shrinking me down to my previous height is equally appealing to you, shooting up to like seven and a half feet tall?”

“I think, making you smaller would be slightly more appealing to me, mostly because being that tall would make quite a few things cumbersome.”

“But if being so tall that doorways and low ceilings could be an issue wasn’t a problem?”

“Then yes, they would be equally valid to me. If you like being tall, Laura, we aren’t changing that. End of discussion.”

“Well, I do like being tall. I do hope my muscles don’t become bulkier, though. I like them a lot, but I want to stay at least somewhat feminine.”

“I doubt they will, since while I like athletic women, you are about at the upper end of muscle definition I find attractive.”

“Good. I see Hilde just pulled up at the edge of the beach. Let’s head back to the suite.”