Later that day.

It was near midday, and Jessica was walking around the vast stretches of land that surrounded the luxurious mansion. In all the time she had been here, she had never really taken the time to explore the island. With Emilly and Eden discussing whether or not Alia should be punished, and how to test Britney, Jessica had excused herself from the debate to get some fresh air.

Right now, she was strolling the walkways that ran around the hill the mansion was built on. The paths went up and down along with the natural shape of the hill, and the way the hill was shaped, created several tiers with small or medium-sized terraces, connected with elegant walkways tiled with expertly crafted stonework. While most terraces were empty or held a small set of chairs and tables where one could rest, one noticeably larger terrace stood out.

It stood out, simply because it was covered with a carpet of lush green grass, and in the centre of the terrace, stood a large tree. As she approached it, Jessica noticed that from the branches, dozens of vines hung loose, swaying gently in the warm tropical wind. Some of them were capped with a bright red flower, its petals folded close in themselves. On the grass, more vines were scattered, and it looked as if this particular tree was left untended for years. Which was odd because one; this island had not existed that long. And two; the rest of the plant and tree life in and around the mansion was all kept meticulously by the gardeners. That would mean they either purposely avoided this place, or other was a reason behind its appearance.

Stopping at the edge of the grass, well out of reach of any of the vines, she looked at the tree for a few minutes. But finding nothing, she resorted to the one thing that was supposed to have all the answers of this place.

"Alia, come here."

With a puff of smoke, Alia appeared kneeling beside Jessica.

"How may I be of service mistress."

Jessica pointed towards the tree.

"What do you know about this tree?"

Alia looked to where her mistress was pointing and as soon as she saw the tree, knew what she meant.

"This tree was created as part of your wish for a mansion on a tropical island. In order to provide you with the mansion of your dreams and desires, my magic did a quick scan of your brain to see what you would like and dislike. It is most likely that a part of your desires or dreams involved something like this, and the wish reacted by adding its existence to the island."

"I wished for that? It looks exotic. What's so special about it?"

"You may not have directly wished for it, but your subconscious may have thought off it when you pictured the island's tree life. This tree requires a special kind of nourishment to keep itself alive though. Instead of water and sunlight, it feeds primarily on the juices produced by humans when they are sexually excited. It uses the vines to trap and hold its victim in place, while the flower-topped vines and those vines not used in restraining are used to sexually stimulate the victim. The juices released in the process are absorbed by the tree to keep itself alive and may be harvested for personnel use."

Jessica was speechless. Something like this existed? Well, it did now that magic was involved. She had to admit, she saw something like this in Japanese hentai once, and she guessed the image stayed with her.

"So if I put someone there, the tree will start to grow?"

"No mistress, the tree is bound by your wish to stay this size, but it will feed to keep itself healthy, and any excess juices produced by its victim can be harvested for personal use."

"Hmm."

Jessica took out her phone, a plan already forming in her head. She opened the app linked to the cinema room and looked at the empty windows.

"I wish that the cinema room showed me, nude models."

One by one, the empty windows began to fill with various men and women all in different states of undress. As Jessica browsed through the selection, a strangled moan of dispair came from Alia. The wish causing Alia to have ruined orgasms every time a wish was made regarding the room was still in effect. Eventually, Jessica's eye was drawn to a young woman. She was roughly her own age, had long hair, and an amazing pair of large and soft-looking breasts. She knew once she saw her, that this was the woman she wanted, and she looked at the name displayed underneath her window.

Milena Milyaeva (20)

She tapped the window, and it enlarged to fill her entire screen. Milena was standing in what looked to be her garden. She wore a white summer dress that fell loosely around her body, accentuating every curve of her body, especially her large breasts. She seemed to be lost in thought and had no idea what was about to happen.

"I wish Milena Milyaeva can not see or hear any of us."

Beside her, Alia gave a soft moan.

"I wish Milena Milyaeva was standing under the tree, facing me."

Another moan from the kneeling genie, and with a blink of her eyes, the woman she had just spied on, stood in front of her. The woman was even more stunning in real life, and for a brief moment, Jessica was having second thoughts. But those were quickly proven pointless, as the tree detected someone nearby, and struck.

Milena was still looking around confused as to how she got here, that she did not notice the vines around her springing to life. With a surprising speed, the shot towards the unsuspecting model, and wrapped around her wrists and ankles. They coiled down until they had wrapped themself around half of her lower arms and legs before they moved back.

Milena gave a startled shriek as the vines wrapped around her arms and legs with surprising speed and strength, and after a scant few seconds, began to move, taking her limbs with them. her arms were pulled up above her head, stretching her arms until they almost hurt from the strain. her legs were pulled to the side, spreading her legs open in the process.

"What? What is this? Someone, help me!!"

Her screams for help went unanswered though, and she began to struggle against the vines in an attempt to break free. Her struggles only served to twist and shake her body, causing her generous chest to sway and bounce enticingly, creating quite the show for the two unseen spectators. More vines began to move towards her now, one crept up along her leg, while another one came down along her arm. The slimy vines reached her dress, and the flimsy material offered no resistance when the two vines slithered underneath the fabric.

Jessica saw the outline of the vines move across Milena's body. One towards one of her breasts, the other towards her crotch. Milena seemed to have noticed this as well, as she began to shake her head in panic. Her increasingly frantic please still fell on deaf ears, and she let out a strangely sob as the slimy vine wrapped itself around her soft breast, and began to squeeze and massage. The other one had reached her crotch now, and Jessica could see the outline move back and forth, clearly rubbing itself across the bound model's pussy and clit.

This lasted for a minute until the first of the plant topped vine moved towards her. It bend to become level with Milena's face, and the petals unfurled to reveal what lay underneath. A thick, long, and slightly phallic looking growth sat in the centre of the flower, and with its position in front of Milena's face, it was pretty clear where the flower was planning to go. Milena know it too, as she closed her mouth in an attempt to keep it out. The tree reacted with another vine moving towards her ass. And with a sharp cracking sound, landed harshly on her shapely behind. It did it again, and again, and again. Until, after the tenth hit, she opened her mouth to scream out in pain.

At that moment, the flower shot forward, burying itself completely into her now open mouth. The petals folded against the skin of her face, cutting off any possible sound from escaping.

"The Flower inside her mouth is used to provide special chemicals into the victim's body. The flower is hollow, as is the vine, and gasses or liquids can be **** into the victim's mouth to create specific situations."

Alia's helpful explanation put Jessica at ease, and she continued to watch as the tree proceeded to entrap the still struggling woman. More vines crawled over and under the dress, and parts of the fabric were being soaked in slime. As one, the dozens of vines stopped, then pulled away in one violent motion. The result was that the thin summer dress was torn to shreds, and scraps of white fabric slowly fell to the ground. The resulting action left Milena totally naked, as Jessica was pleasantly surprised to see that the woman was not wearing any underwear. Jessica saw that Milena was in the habit of shaving her pussy, as the opening between her legs was completely smooth and devoid of hair. her eyes went up and locked onto the pair of large breasts. They still swayed slightly from the **** that was used to destroy her dress. As she looked closer at the soft mounds, she noticed two piercings glistening in the midday sun, each one piercing its own nipple.

Two flower-topped vines moved in front of Milena's heavy breasts, and like before, the petals folded open to reveal their contents. Instead of a protrusion, like the one in her mouth, these two had a small opening in the centre. The vines shot towards her breasts, and with a soft sucking sound, attached themselves to the generous flesh she provided. The petals folded back to cover parts of her breasts, and to Jessica's amazement, began to make sucking sounds.

"These flowers are used to provide stimulation to the victim's breasts and nipples, as well as sucking out any possible fluids that will be produced in the process. The middle of the flower contains a strong sucker that has attached itself to her nipple. Any milk she may produce during her time will be sucked out continuously, and transported to the tree through the stem. The petals are covered with thousands of tiny suckers that maintain a never-ending stimulation to her breasts.

And indeed, Milena's terror-filled screams were slowly turning into pleasurable moans. Jessica watched with rapt attention as the beautiful woman was slowly reduced to nothing more than a way for the tree to feed. And she was starting to actually love it all. Another flower was positioned between her legs, right beneath her exposed, and **** pussy. The flower opened, revealing a phallic extension, not unlike the one in her mouth. What made this one different though, was the small sucker situated at the base of the extension, right where Milena's clit would be once it was inserted. The extension was covered with dozens of small holes, and just as Jessica was about to ask what that was for, she saw tiny tendrils leave the holes, and write around for a bit, before disappearing back inside.

A quick thrust, followed by a muffled scream, and the last flower was in place. The flower folded close, keeping it securely in place between Milena's legs.

For a few minutes, neither the tree, Jessica, nor the panicking model did anything. But then the real nightmare began for Milena. Jesica couldn't see what was happening, or guess what the struggling young woman was feeling, but her supple body began to twist and writhe in place. Strangled moans alternated with terrified screams. And it wasn't long before the moans became stronger, louder, and higher in pitch as well. Milena had her head thrown back, eyes rolled up until they were mostly white, and her entire body literally vibrated as the pleasure reached its breaking point.

Jessica watched, eager to see the beautiful woman come undone by the vile tree. But a minute passed, then two, and three. It looked like Milena was teetering on the edge of a mind-numbingly strong orgasm. Occasionally, her body would twitch or shake, as if she was actually cumming, but there seemed to be no actual release at hand. She looked down at Alia, raising an eyebrow in silent question for answers.

"The tree has found the perfect condition for its victim to produce the liquids it needs to sustain itself. it will now adjust the actions of the flowers and vines to keep her at that moment indefinitely."

"So she's not going to cum?"

"Not without outside stimulation. The tree needs her in this state to ensure its survival, there is no benefit from her cumming. So it won't let her."

The sound of footsteps behind her made Jessica turn around. Emilly and Eden were approaching from the mansion, both wearing looks of confusion. A quick explanation later, and the three mistresses were all watching in fascination as the captured woman was dancing and writing to the tree's sadistic pleasures, desperately trying to reach something that was always held just out of her reach.

From one of the branches near where they stood, a small bulb was hanging. it was made entirely from some strange transparent material, and it was quickly filling up with a creamy liquid. Not quite milk, but not quite a water either.

"This is the excess juices produced by the victim, that the tree does not need."

Emilly reached out to pick it up and found that the "fruit" was stronger than it looked. It came loose with a wooden snap, and she held it so the three women could inspect.

The fruit was half full with the creamy liquid, and an opening was left where it was snapped off the branch, allowing it to pour out if they wanted.

"The liquid is a concentrated essence based on her current sexual state. If ingested, it will act as an extremely powerfull aphrodisiac."

"How long does it last?"

"That depends on the amount taken. A few drops will last but a couple of minutes, but a larger quantity will last hours, or perhaps even days."

"Thank you, Alia, that was most helpful, you can leave now."

The genie bowed, and with a puff of smoke, disappeared as quickly as she came. The three young women were all looking at the glass-like fruit resting in Emilly's hand. For a moment, no one said anything, and the only sound was the strangled and muffled moans of Melina as the tree continued its relentless stimulation. Finally, Eden spoke up.

"So, what do we do with this? Sell it?"

"We can, and probably should use it ourselves. It can be a good motivator if any of our slaves are showing less than complete enthusiasm when they serve us." Emilly gave her opinion.

"We can also use it for fun. I can wish a dose into someone's drink, and we can watch and enjoy the show as they suffer the effect. I'm sure you all know at least a few people who we can use it on."

"Oh, I know more than a few," Eden said. "Hollywood is a kill or be killed world, so anyone takes any advantage they can get. I know of some that I would like to see it used on."

"First we need to do a little test," Jessica said. "So we can see its effect, and determine how best to use it. The question is just; On who?"

On who indeed. Leave a comment on who you want to see it used. could be for fun, could be for punishment. It can be a ****, a future ****, or a thus far unknown person. Either works, so go nuts.