Eden has an idea.

As Jessica was walking back towards the mansion contemplating whether she was going to bed early with, or without Lizy and Hilary, she walked passed the patch of grass that held the alien pleasure tree.

Like most of the island open to the public, this part had undergone minor changes. In the past, it was a circular patch of grass, sitting on a corner part of a hillside walkway. Now though, the walkway had extended to encircle the patch completely, and more than a few guests could be found at all times. It turned out that the strange tree and its exotic method of sexually torturing its victims drew in quite a crowd. She had seen it all before though, and while the big-breasted brunette beauty currently writhing under the skilled manipulations of several tendrils and fucking flowers was always a sight to behold, it had quickly lost its shiny "newness" after the second week.

As she turned to walk straight past the tree, and towards the mansion, she heard voice of Eden call out to her. Turning around, she saw her lover standing at the edge of the grass, just out of reach of the tree's vines. Seeing Eden wave her over, she sighed internally and made her way towards the pair.

Upon reaching her, Eden wasted no time and got straight to business.

"Jess, good you walked by, I was about to call you. I have been talking with the guests around her for a while, and more than a few have expressed an interest in spending some alone time with Milena. After hearing what the tree does to its victims, and discovering that she has been subjected to that for almost a full month now, many were willing to pay quite handsomely for the privilege of playing with her for a while. So that got me thinking."

Eden paused for dramatic effect, before continuing.

"How about we hold an auction where we sell off Milena? Whoever wins, gets to use her for a full day, and do whatever they want with her, within reason of course. After that day, we wish her back to the tree, and after enough time, we hold another auction. What do you think?"

Jessica thought for a moment, and her gaze took in the scene around her. She saw the guests standing and sitting around the tree, all eyes fixed on the centre of the small field. In the middle, stood Milena. Her slim, toned body was covered with small vines that moved constantly across her smooth skin. Two brightly coloured flowers covered her large, supple breasts and they provided a constant stream of stimulation to her sensitive breasts and nipples. Her head had rolled to the side, and she saw a similar flower sitting over her mouth, forcing a thick and long organic penis down her throat. Between her legs was a final flower, and she knew from seeing it being inserted, that a similarly large penis was filling her pussy and a strong sucker had trapped her clit. From the penis, hundreds of tiny tendrils would stimulate and pleasure her pussy, giving her untold amounts of frankly indescribable pleasure. She was in a world of total orgasmic bliss. If only the tree would let her cum. It never did though. It had kept her at the knife's edge of orgasm ever since she had been wished to the island. Every second of the day had been an agonizing experience for the poor woman, and the tree showed no sign of ever wanting to stop.

"I suppose I could see the benefit. The money would keep the business in the green, and it would make a fun event to host. But we can't leave the tree empty. it is a popular spot, and people expect to see someone. So I guess you already have a replacement in mind?"

Eden nodded and took out her phone. She went to the app that allowed them to check on every possible woman they wanted, and after a quick search, showed Jessica who she had in mind. Jessica raised an eyebrow as she looked at the screen.

"Interesting choice. I assume you have a plan for all this?"

"Oh yeah. I've been thinking about this for some time now, and I think I got everything covered."

In the next ten minutes, Eden began explaining her plan to Jessica, who grew increasingly into it the more she heard of what her girlfriend had thought out.

"Okay, yeah. You got me convinced. Give me a moment to call Emily and Alura, they will want to be here for it as well."

It only took a couple of minutes before the remaining two mistresses arrived and were brought up to speed. Suffice to say, they were equally enthusiastic about the idea. Keeping the idea firmly in mind, as she knew a clear visual picture was vital to the wish, she made the first wish.

"I wish Milena Milyaeva was in the dungeon bathroom, restrained, gagged, and blindfolded."

There was a brief moment of excitement as they waited for the wish to come true. Milena began to shimmer with a soft pink glow before she faded away. The tendrils of the tree created a Milena-shaped mould before they fell to the ground. The flowers hung in the air for a few more seconds before they realised their prey was gone. Whispers began to emerge from the crowd as they finally saw the sheer size of the phallic flower that had occupied Milena's pussy, as well as the length and girth of the one **** down her throat. The flowers twitched in place and agitatedly searched around for something to feed on. Like a snake, hundreds of tiny tendrils came from the lower flower and breast suckers, causing more whispers from the crowd. After a minute, the tree gave up, and slowly the flowers began to fold close and retreat into the higher branches of the tree.

"Okay, now for part two. I wish a twenty-five-year-old Serena and Venus Williams were standing underneath the tree. They cannot see or hear anything past the limits of the grass. With a puff of pink smoke, two black women appeared in the middle of the circular field. The first, Serena, was wearing a loose-fitting baggy shirt and pants, clearly a chill-at-home outfit. The other, Venus, was wearing a tight-fitting and sparkling short dress.

Both women looked around in confusion before they noticed each other.

Venus, what are you doing here? How did we get here? What's going on?"

Before Venus could respond, the vines and tendrils that had fallen to the ground and were partially hidden by the grass shot into action upon sensing the presence of someone new. They wrapped around their legs and arms and began to pull them closer towards the tree.

"Hey, what's happening? What are these things? Someone help us."

They pulled and struggled, but the vines were much too strong, and they were slowly pulled into position. Serena's arms were **** behind her, forcing her noticeably bigger chest to strain against her baggy shirt. Venus was lifted into the air in a hogtie, with her arms and legs bent behind her and her back arched into a stressful curve.

"Let go of us. SOMEONE, HELP."

But no help came, the guests, unseen by the sisters, were watching with rapt attention, eager to see this play out. A tearing sound drew their eyes to Serena, where several smaller tendrils had begun to pull and tear at her clothes. The famous tennis star struggled with all her might but proved powerless to break free as more and more of her clothing was being torn off. In just under a minute, Serena was standing completely naked.

"Let go of me. Get those things off of me. Serena, Help me."

Much like her sister, Venus was being assaulted by vines and tendrils, and her tight little dress offered no resistance as they began to tear. The flimsy material gave way much sooner than Serena's and with one mighty tear from all directions, the dress was violently torn apart in a shower of sparkling cloth. The **** was strong enough to rock Venus in the air, and her breasts swung enticingly as they were freed from their restricting confines. There was a polite round of applause from the guests as they moved around to appreciate the naked sisters from all angles. But the tree was not yet done with them.

Pulling Serena into the air by her arms and legs until she hung face down with her arms and legs behind and above her, the tree moved four flowers into position.

"Oh god, what are those? Keep them away from us. Venus, anyone? Please, someone, help us."

the flowers spiralled open, revealing four identical suckers. The inside of the leaves were writhing with thousands of tiny tendrils, and they moved unobstructed to their breasts. The women screamed and twisted in their restricting binds to get away, but helpless as they were, it took no time at all for the tree to attach the suckers to their breasts, with the leaves folding around the soft flesh. The moment the tree began to suck on their nipples, and the tendrils began to stimulate their breasts, the women stopped their screams and began to softly moan. But still, the tree had more in store for them.

Two huge flowers descended from deep within the branches and positioned themself between their legs. They folded open, revealing not one, but TWO thick and long phallic extensions. The sisters were pulled from the blissful moans as they felt both of their holes being invaded, and their terror returned anew.

"Please, not that as well. Please stop, it's too big, they will never fit."

But the tree didn't stop, and it would fit. Slowly, but inevitably, the flowers had pushed inside their pussies, and as the base of the flower rested against their sex, a small but powerful sucker captured their clit. Instantly, their screams of pain and fear turned into deep lustful moans. Over time, their moans became louder and higher. Clearly, despite their will, they were slowly being **** closer and closer towards orgasm. Serena was the first to succumb.

"Oh god, it's going to make me cum. Not like this, I don't want to. I'M CUMMING!!!!!!!!!!!"

She arched her back further into the stressful hold and gyrated her hips as her pussy was mercilessly teased to completion.

Or so she thought.

Ten seconds passed. Twenty. A minute.

"Oh god. I can't cum. I'm so close. I'm right there. Please, just a bit more."

"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH. Please, please. Just let me cum."

Venus too had reached the edge and was frantically trying to cross it into orgasm. The tree wouldn't let them though, and kept them as close to completion as it could. Differently from Milena though, it began to retract their pussy flowers until they were halfway out, before slamming them back in with a single violent trust. The **** caused their bodies to rock, making their breasts bounce around and their heads roll back and forth. A dual cacophony of pleas and moans filled the air as the tree fucked them into complete sexual submission.

"Fuuuckk. I'm cumming. This time for sure...NO Just let us cum already, how long are you going to do this."

tears of frustration had begun to fall from their eyes, as the minutes dragged on, with no clear sign of ever slowing down. They were trapped, helpless, and in pure **** need for orgasm.

A final vine descended from the tree, with an inhumanly long "cock" attached to it. This time, the vine was attached right in the middle of the cock, leaving it jutting out in both directions. The vines restraining the sisters began to move, forcing their faces closer together. Serena was the first to be silenced, as the vine moved to **** one end of the botanical cock into her panting mouth. Tiny tendrils wrapped around her face, keeping the cock firmly in place. Next, Venus was **** to swallow the cock, and when the last inch of the cock disappeared into her mouth, she found herself face-to-face with her sister. Similarly to Serena, Venus's head was wrapped with tendrils to keep the cock in place, and as the tendrils wound tighter around their faces, it pulled them closer together, until their lips locked into a permanent kiss.

Finally, the tree seemed to calm down. With its two victims hanging from its branches like overripe fruit, it made for quite a sight. There was another round of applause as the show came to an end, and most of the guests began to leave, with only a few remaining to further enjoy the sight.

Likewise, Eden led her girlfriends and Alura towards the mansion. Or more specifically, the dungeon underneath it, and their waiting ****.

The four entered the dungeon and went straight towards the bathroom normally used by the harem slaves. It was a single large room, with sterile white tiles, and several shower heads along the walls, along with a hose and plenty of restraining options for when a **** was being rowdy or punished. The entire room was more akin to a prison shower room than a normal bathroom, but that was kinda the point.

Upon entering, they stopped, to admire the sight before them.

Milena was standing in the middle of the room. Her arms and legs were spread apart, with her arms going horizontally to the side. Leather cuffs around her wrists and ankles were attached to chains, which ran towards the floor and wall. The chains were tight, giving her almost no room to wiggle or squirm beyond a few scant millimetres. Two circular leather patches covered her eyes, and a black leather strap across them circled her head to keep the blindfold in place. A big white ballgag was inside her mouth, and judging from the muffled **** sounds, it had an attachment which was going deep into her throat.

"Well girls, there she is. I'd figure we gave her a good washdown before putting her up for auction."

"Oh, I like that. And we can also have some fun with her I assume?"

"I second that one. I'll admit, I've been wanting to play with her ever since she arrived."

"Of course loves, we're going to have lots of fun with her. We just have to be careful not to let her cum. That privilege will be reserved for whoever buys her."

"I'm sure we can manage. And if not, then a simple wish can take care of that."

Jessica had walked forward while the other three were talking and silently circled Milena. Like a predator stalking her prey, she took in every angle and curve of the young woman's gorgeous body. As she stopped in front of her, she raised her hand and brushed her fingertips ever so slightly against the undersides of Milena's heavy breasts.

The brunette, who had been unaware of the four mistresses's arrival, jerked against the chains holding her. It was the first time in four weeks that she felt another person's touch, and it caught her by surprise. Her frazzled mind feared the tree had returned, and she fought weakly against her binds. Until she realized the touch was of another human, and her body instinctually leaned into it. For a moment, Jessica gently stroked and touched the soft breasts, until Milena was starting to pant.

"Looks like she's enjoying it. I guess her body is so wound tight after all this time that even this feels nice."

Eden was standing next to Jessica. She had removed her clothing, lest they become soaked by what they were about to do. The rustle of clothes behind her told Jessica that her other girlfriend and daughter were also stripping. She let go of Milena's breast and stepped back. The **** model gave a muffled wail as the touch disappeared, which made the four women laugh.

"She wants it bad. She must be so **** for more."

"Too bad she's not going to get it. At least not for a while. But that does raise the problem. How are we going to make sure we don't accidentally set her off."

"I got an idea mum."

Alura walked up to her mother's holding a soft sponge and a bottle of soap. The three looked at their magically conceived child.

"I wish we can sense how close Milena Milyaeva is to cumming."

After a second, a rush of **** arousal flooded their minds, before settling as a smouldering inferno in the back of their mind. Alura walked closer to Milena and brushed a finger across one of her pierced nipples. Immediately, all four of them felt a spike in their mind as Milena's arousal shot up from the stimulation.

"Oh shit. And that was just from a brush against her nipple? This is going to be tricky I think."

Eden had gotten a sponge of her own, as well as one of the detachable showerheads.

"Well, girls. Let's get to it. And remember; Close, but no sigar."

She turned on the water and began to spray their helpless **** with warm water. There was a sudden spike in the back of their head as the water flowed down Milena's body, but it quickly settled down again. The other girls had all gathered a sponge or a bottle of soap and began closing in around the helpless woman.

Milena had no idea what was going on. One moment, she was in pure sexual agony, the next, it was all gone. It took a moment for her body and mind to register it had all stopped, but when it did, an emptiness overwhelmed her like nothing else. For however disgusting that strange tree was, she wanted it now to return. The unfulfilled ache between her legs was maddening. And what's worse, it was slowly going down. For endless days, every second was spent on the maddening edge of the biggest orgasm of her life. And now it was slipping away from her.

She tried to move her hands towards her pussy, to soothe the ache between her legs. But her arms refused to move, and only now did she register the cuffs around her wrists and ankles. She felt her desire and need trickle down her thighs, and squirmed to rub her legs together futilely. She was in pitch darkness and an invasive object was down her throat, making breathing hard, and talking impossible. Something brushed against the underside of her breast, and she jerked violently. It took her a second to realize it was a hand. A human hand! Someone was nearby. Her mind wanted to call out, to plea for whoever it was to release her so she could escape. Her body though, had different plans. Acting on bodily need, she leaned into the touch as much as the chains allowed. A second brush. A third. By the fourth, she was starting to breathe heavily, her body awakening to the touches and remembering her release that had been so close.

The touches stopped, and she soft laughter around her. It sounded like females. She heard them speak to each other in what she recognized as English. Her brain could translate it, she had learned the language perfectly. But her ****, needy, sex-fogged mind made any thought other than cumming a near impossibility. She heard a few words now and then, but not enough to make sense. A finger brushed against her nipple, and her arousal shot up high. Days of relentless teasing, the tree's vile nutrients she was **** to swallow, and her own bodily need had her sensitivity raised beyond the max. She heard them laugh again, followed by another short conversation in garbled English. They spoke too fast for her to follow in her current state. A sudden spray of warm water hit her back and began to flow down towards her shapely rear. A second spray soon joined, as well as something thick being poured over her chest.

The water was pleasant. The soap felt good and cool against her overheated skin. The combination of their soft sponges and feathery touches stoked her desires back into a searing need. She was seconds away from reaching her limits when they pulled away. Again, she was left hanging. Again, her body screamed for more. Her core was pulsing with frustration. Her body was ablaze with need. Her desires flowed from her cunt like liquid sex. After a brief moment, they resumed. Seconds turned to minutes, to more minutes, until time meant nothing to her again. She was carefully washed down, every trace of the tree's vile slime was being removed. At one point, a cold metal dildo was pushed into her pulsing cunt, and with controlled bursts of water, they rinsed out her most intimate parts. Every burst had her race towards orgasm, but they somehow managed to give just enough **** to bring her to the edge.

Always to the edge. Being on it in an endless maddening ordeal was one thing. But being brought to it over and over was a **** of its own. Again and again, they managed to bring her to the brink, and she was sure she would cum in just a single second more. But it never came. The hands disappeared, the torment stopped, and she was left hanging in her binds, unfulfilled, aching, and ****.

"Well, that was fun."

Emily was the first to speak after the girls had decided Milena was clean enough. It had taken an hour, and they had to stop dozens of times to prevent their **** from tipping over, but it was done. Behind her, Alura and Jessica were cleaning up the things they had used, while Eden approached with four towels.

"So now what?"

"Now, you leave the rest to me and go entertain yourself. Trust me, by tomorrow morning, she'll be all set for her big day."

With that, Jessica, Emily and Alura left the bathroom and went their own way. They had full confidence in Eden's ability to do this on her own, and Jessica was looking forward to what her girlfriend would come up with.

Back in the bathroom, Eden had wished herself a fresh set of simple clothes.

"Alia, could you come here for a moment?"

With a puff of pink and purple, the genie appeared kneeling on the tiled floor.

"You summoned me? Mistress Eden?"

"Yeah, I have an idea, and I want to run it by you to see how close we can wish it into existence."

"As always, I live to serve, Mistress."

Eden smiled. It was part affection for the mischievous genie, and part dark anticipation for what she was about to do.

"Good, then here's what I want to do."

The following morning found Jessica at the dinner table enjoying her breakfast. She was absently browsing on her phone when suddenly, a pamphlet appeared next to her arm. Curiously, she picked it up and looked at it. It had a layout like you would see in one of those older movies advertising the circus. It had big bold fond, in bright colours

You are hereby invited to the first public auction of J.E.E. Entertainment.

When? Tonight, at midnight.

Where? Between the hotel and the bungalows.

Who? Milena Milyaeva.

What? The privilege to do whatever you want* for the next 24 hours.

Why? Why not?

The auction site is open all day so prospective buyers can inspect before deciding if they want to join in the auction. Serious bids only and anything can be offered, from money to favours, to people. The auction is open to all, but serious bidders only.

(*Whatever is within reason. No permanent harm, scarring or disfigurement. Penalties will be applied if the **** is damaged beyond reasonable levels, up to and including expulsion from the resort.)

Jessica put down the pamphlet, and not a second later, Emily walked into the dining room holding a pamphlet of her own.

"I assume you read it as well?"

Jessica just nodded.

"Just now. Do you think it is sent to every room and bungalow in the resort?"

"I would think so. Let's check out this place and see What Eden has come up with."

Leaving the table to be cleaned by the staff, the two girls made their way to the hotel. Instead of going in, they walked past it towards the beach and bungalows. Halfway between the two, the stone path split off into a thick copse of tropical trees that both girls knew didn't exist yesterday. Walking down it, they were quickly surrounded by thick, lush trees, blocking out all sounds and most of the early morning sun. Primitive torches were stuck in the ground, and their flames created a sense of adventure and excitement. After a short walk, the path opened up into a fairly large circular clearing. The clearing was pretty basic; an open space large enough to hold all the guests on the island, what looked like a safari-styled bar, where they spotted Eden leaning against the bar with a steaming cup of tea in her hand. The most attention-drawing thing though, was the center.

A simple elevated bamboo platform stood in the middle of the clearing. It was roughly a meter off the ground, with a small stepped stair leading up to it. In the middle of the platform was a sturdy two-meter tall pole, with countless tribal symbols and figures carved into it. Standing against the pole was Milena. She was looking around frantically, her eyes filled with fear and crazed lust. A wooden bit gag kept her quiet, and only a few muffled words drifted down. Her arms were raised above her head and bent around the pole, where her wrists were tied to each other. She was no longer naked, instead, she was wearing a simple dress of thin white linen. It clung to her body in such a way that it accentuated all her shapes. The strap of her right shoulder was forcefully torn, as well as part of the upper part. It exposed her right breast, and the piercing in her nipple gleamed softly as the sun finally peeked over the treetops.

The skirt of the dress was also partially torn, creating an opening at her crotch that revealed part of her pussy. As they looked, Jessica and Emily could see a sleek steel dildo coming from the pole and disappearing into Milena's cunt. The glistening liquid told them that it was already liberally coated by her arousal.

A bamboo pole was fixed to her knees, keeping them just wide enough to add some strain to her legs, without it becoming unbearable. She was barefoot, and they could see that she was standing on the balls of her feet, keeping her soles off the podium. For a moment, they watched in awe at the setup Eden had created. As they did, Milena's legs began to shake as the strain of her position became too much for her, and she lowered herself. As she did, the dildo sank deeper into her pussy, and she made a muffled guttural moan of repressed need. A second later, she made a sharp yelp, and she pushed herself back into her toes, drawing another moan as the dildo partially slid out. This repeated itself three more times before Eden walked up to them.

"Well, what do you think?"

Jessica turned to her girlfriend.

"This looks amazing. Truly. This is so much more than I was anticipating. I love the way you restrained her."

"Yeah, as well as the fact that she's fucking herself, that's a neat twist."

Eden wrapped her arm around Emily and pulled her against her side.

"Oh, you don't know half of it. The tip of the dildo is round, and it's just the right size to always remain in contact with her G-spot. Underneath each of her feet is a button, and if she presses it, the dildo releases a short electric pulse. Nothing harmful, just enough to startle her. So she has to stay on her toes to avoid the shocks. But her legs can't hold it for long, so she lowers herself. Which releases a shock and makes her get up. It's a vicious cycle where she's constantly fucking herself. To no effect, mind you."

True to form, Milena couldn't hold her pose and sank pushing the dildo deeper into her overworked cunt. A second later, she let out a pained yelp and **** herself onto her toes again.

"Damn girl, that is nasty. I love it. I bet the customers will enjoy it as well."

"That's the idea at least. I also made it so that the electricity becomes extra pleasurable should it hit her G-spot. Which is quite often."

"Beautifull, Eden. Truly, beautiful. This will be so awesome when we hold the auction tonight."

As the three girls spoke, several customers wandered into the clearing, curious to see what this new attraction was. Soon enough, word had begun to spread, and more and more people began to arrive. From between the crowd, one of the receptionists of the hotel approached Jessica.

"I'm sorry to disturb you, Miss Williams, but there have been some issues with the payment of one of the customers."

Jessica's face lit up with excited glee. It looked like Ariana wanted to leave. And good timing as well, now she had all day to deal with her. She excused herself and followed the receptionist towards the hotel.

"Well, that's my part done. I think I'm going to take Disha and have some fun with her and take a quick nap, I've been up all night getting this together. Can you manage things here miss class president? Great, cya later."

"What? Wait? You can't just..."

Before Emily could respond, Eden had already walked away, leaving a stammering Emily to face the growing crowd.

"Great, just my luck."

Putting on her best game face, she walked into the crowd and began to answer any questions they might have.