Interlude

Titania, laying back on a chaise in a red silk nightgown addressed the camera. “While we’re waiting for the votes to tally, I thought you all might enjoy a few scenes from the past week which didn’t make the cut. Mostly of our mischievous staff toying with our contestants.

“First, let’s see what Katie learned.”

Scenes play out of various staff members intentionally performing strange actions in sight of Katie for her to absorb the skill. A few were mild. Things like flipping a pancake perfectly, folding a napkin into a swan, and the like.

Others were flashy. One bartender put on a display while mixing a cocktail, juggling bottles and shakers. Someone pretending to be a guest zipped by, waterskiing on one bare foot, while another performed a double backflip off a diving board, competing for Katie’s attention.

A few were more suggestive. One of her colleagues grabbed her attention to show off the ability to deep throat a cucumber, another took up the challenge by tying a cherry stem in a knot with her tongue. One of the dancers asked her opinion of a new routine she was working on, which led Katie to watch a sinuous and seductive performance with a chair.

In each case, Katie seemed frozen in place as she took in the new skills she was learning without knowing it. And after each, she furrowed her brow and nodded with a confidence that, she could do it too if she tried.

“What a busy little bee,” said Titania. “Some of our staff have been having a different sort of fun with Megan and Tabitha. Care to watch?”

Scene after scene played out of Megan or Tabitha encountering couples enjoying each other. Some gentle kissing on the beach, some drunken fondling in a bar, some vigorous tongue wrestling behind a cabana, the unmistakable sounds of passion heard through a wall. The staff were toying with them. They were making Megan unable to avoid the idea of sex while struggling with her restored and amplified libido, and giving Tabitha ways to indulge and grow more bold with her voyeurism.

“They’re having a riot,” laughed Titania. “Megan’s about to burst, I think. How about our hero, though. What has he been up to when not on screen?”

Much like with the sisters, the fairy actors were winding him up, but also refusing him regular release. Whenever he tried to escape to his room to ease some tension, the cleaners would be there, or he’d be intercepted by a friendly and inquisitive guest, or Titania would show up with some offer to join an excursion right that moment with a surprise empty seat.

“The first time we actually let him have enough privacy to get a full wank, he came so hard he damn near blew a hole in the wall.” Titania cackled.

“I hope you’ve enjoyed our little interlude. We’ll be back to our regular programming in a couple of days, once the voting is done!”