Chapter 19 by legolus

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Night time bonding

Authors Note: Please note the trigger warning in bold before a scene below

Talia had been cooped up in the cottage thinking about the deal Cassandra offered her. Unsure if she should accept. To take her mind off of it at least until she could get some of the others' opinions, she did as Mark had asked each of them to do and go through the store. She sat there on the bed for what felt like days but was only a couple of hours when Laura returned. Great, just what I need. STOP, Talia, you are better than this. Yes, she likes and has sex a lot more than proper. You still need to treat her with respect. You can do this. “Hi Laura, how was your evening?” Yep, nice simple small talk. Don’t make the tall, muscular Amazon want to crush you between her thighs.

“While you and Mark were doing your thing in here, some of the girls went to go shopping. I wanted to make sure Mark knew I had made some picks from the store, but then I went to explore the town for the past few hours. There really is a lot in the town, even if it looks small at first glance. I don’t think I got to explore even a quarter of it. What have you been up to since Mark left?” Laura could tell Talia didn’t like her, but decided that since she was rooming with her for the next few days, it wouldn’t be a good choice to actively antagonize her further just because she was a prude.

“Not much, mostly just thinking and browsing the store.”

“Oh? Find anything good?”

“Not really, but I didn’t look for that long. I have mostly just been thinking stuff over.”

“Like what?” Laura felt that this was like pulling teeth to get this girl to open up. I am the worst person to try and help this girl. Probably why we were roomed together to start.

“Just, what it will mean being here… and Cassandra offered me a deal, and I don’t know if I should take it, Mark doesn’t think I should.”

“For being on the show, I think it is pretty clear what that means for you. With the little I know of you, it still isn’t that hard to figure out. You are going to end up marrying Mark unless your transformations really fundamentally alter you. Beyond that, I don’t know if you will be happy or not, but like it or not, we are part of his harem now.”

“How can you be so nonchalant about this? Like, why am I the only one really freaking out and getting upset? I don’t understand. Besides, at the beginning, when some of you put up mild protests, except for Sam. I don’t get it. I think I sort of get why you specifically aren’t too upset, but still.”

“The simple answer for most is shock,” Laura said as she plopped down on one side of the bed. “Think about it, most of us underwent significant alterations. Take me, I doubt that most people I know would actually recognize me, I look almost nothing like I did yesterday. Not that I am complaining, mind you. I feel fantastic, but still, it is taking some getting used to being about a foot taller than I was before. Not to mention being younger and more fit. But Allie and Flora both have entirely new body parts, non-human ones at that. Aubrey’s hair grew, changed color, and is now prehensile. So that is like a new limb, too. Merida’s ethnicity changed, Ellen is **** to act in character, Sam became curvier, only you and Chloe didn’t get a change that was physically observable in some way. Not saying you losing your voice every day is something small, just it hasn’t really affected you for more than a moment so far. Though I would guess that your mental transformation might be a bit more brutal. Throw that on top of being kidnapped, and finding out magic is real, and most people are going to be in a mess of emotions.”

“So, I’m just poor at handling stress, is what you are saying?”

“Nope. I think your response is a perfectly normal one, mostly, even if it isn’t the most rational or practical. You haven’t had even a day to deal with this and are coming from a perspective and background that makes this worse for you. Now I will say you need to figure out how to remove that stick up your butt because things aren’t going to get easier, and you're in this whether you like it or not. You mentioned a deal. What is it, if you don’t mind sharing?”

“Well, I guess I did want opinions about it. So you know how Cassandra said if we are eliminated, our loved ones would replace us.” Laura nodded for her to continue. “I was going through the sinful things I have thought about with Mark. We talked about Elimination and how I essentially told him I would do anything to make sure that my sister or any of my loved ones wouldn’t replace me.”

“Understandable, I truthfully can’t think who would be my replacement, maybe a teammate or close friend, maybe my mom if Mark has a thing for MILFs. But still I wouldn’t want to get eliminated either.”

“Right well, I had also talked about how overwhelmed I was and wanted to give up and screw the consequences, even if that meant I would be replaced by a loved one.” Laura’s mouth formed an oh, realizing just how hard Talia had been taking everything. “Then I had a thought, and I knew that if I didn’t confess right then, I would have been in trouble. So I told Mark, and Cassandra appeared to offer me the deal.”

“Okay, so what is it exactly?”

“Cassandra told me that she could make it if I got eliminated, that my loved ones wouldn’t be my replacement.”

“And what did she want in return?” Laura cocked one eyebrow.

“Originally, she wanted to alter 5 words to describe me or my ideas, but instead, it would be that Mark does 10 words, but he has to alter them to improve me as a member of his harem.

“Not sure I understand?”

“The example she used was 'Talia is heterosexual', which could become 'Talia is bisexual'. If Mark made that change, then I would be bisexual; that would be my truth. I don’t know, part of me wants to take the deal, but part of me doesn’t know if I can trust Mark.”

“Let me make the second part easy for you. You have to trust Mark, we all do, really.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“Okay, I guess you haven’t found it in the store yet. When we were looking at options, I found something in the Master’s store and confirmed with Flora that she and Mark had seen it before they came back and talked about how messed up it is. What I am not sure that anyone besides me knows, maybe even Mark. We couldn’t have seen his BP store if he hadn’t asked us to look at it. I know this because while we were getting a tour, I popped open the phone to check out the store. I could only access the General Store and my Limited Store. So Mark asked us to look through his store, knowing we would probably see this. And personally, I don’t think it was some elaborate power play to get us to willingly go along with everything.”

“So, what is this thing that is so horrible?” Laura brought it up and showed Talia

Deep Identity Rewrite (DIR): Choose a contestant. Over the next 7 days, they begin reshaping their self-concept to see their transformation path as a core identity rather than an imposed change. 20000BP

“That is…” Talia began

“Horrible, I know. I also want you to consider that Mark could have used this on two of us if he wanted, and we might have never known it was him and not Cassandra. This is part of the reason I say we need to trust Mark, because we have very little to lose by doing so, and Mark already has a lot of power over us. If you paid close enough attention, you might have picked up on something Cassandra had said, too. The **** rule is for us, not Mark, though there is probably something for him attacking Cassandra. He could **** himself on us, and there would be little we could do. He could probably get us all eliminated if he tried. Bound to serve him and still have our replacements in his harem. Essentially, we might as well trust that Mark is who he says he is and doesn’t wish us harm. I’m not saying believe anything he tells you; he still might lie to us. But when he says that he isn’t trying to hurt us, believe him. Because there is essentially nothing we could do to stop him if he wanted to really hurt us.”

“That— is a lot. So, you think I should trust him and take the deal then?”

“Whoa, I did not say that. Do I think you should trust him in general when he tells you he will do his best? Yes. Do I think you should actively give him that much control over you willingly, where he must use it? That is a tougher question. I just want you to realize that he wouldn’t do something like make you worship Satan or his Cock instead of your God. But he would have to do something, by the terms of the deal. Could you live with him making you bisexual? Could you live with him making your idea of a traditional marriage be one man and many women? Because if I were in his position, those would be two things I would change with the purpose being to help you. He might not do everything we want, but I do believe he wants to make the best of the situation and is willing to help us to do that.”

“So, no explicit do or do not take the deal?”

Laura sighed, “If Cassandra offered me this deal, I would say no. If I were you, and Cassandra offered me this deal, I would highly consider it. This is probably going to be miserable for you unless you are able to let go some. There is nothing that prevents you from asking Mark ahead of time for what he would change, either so you could talk about it and factor that in, but, yeah, if I had to tell you to take it or not, you should take it.”

“Thanks. Really, I mean it, thank you. You have given me a lot to think about. I don’t know about you, but I am thinking of going to sleep. It’s been a long day.” Laura nodded in agreement, and they got ready for bed.

After Mark purchased her changes, Merida went to her room, The Ballerina’s Boudoir. It was a little surreal walking up onto the mirrored stage and seeing her reflection perfectly, no matter where she looked, but not having an infinity mirror effect either. Wouldnae be a bad place tae model some ootfits... micht help wi’ gettin’ used tae bein’ stared at tae. She went inside the building and found a room that was half dance studio with a mirrored wall and ceiling, and half dressing room. The bed looked like a raised performance mat wrapped in pearl-pink silk sheets. She noticed three wardrobes on the side of the room opposite the mirror; two were identical and in either corner of that wall with name plates at the top with her and Chloe’s names on them. The third was a much larger wardrobe spanning the height of the room. “Ay, that’ll be the Enchanted Wardrobe Cassandra wis bletherin’ on aboot.” Next to it was a board explaining the rules and how to use the Wardrobe.

Only the residents of the Boudoir (those who woke up here) can use the wardrobe unless given permission by a current resident. But anyone can continue to wear any item put on indefinitely until removed (see rule 4)
Wearing some articles of clothing inside will result in a BP reward if worn for a minimum duration.
Articles of clothing inside are all enchanted with individual magical effects.
Any article of clothing removed from a non-resident will teleport back to the wardrobe unless the master is the one to remove the item and he wishes for it to remain.

“Hmm... that’s interestin’. I suppose it widnae hurt tae hae a wee look. Bet there’s a few in there Mark’d quite fancy seein’ me in, tae. Efter al’, I cannae imagine Cassandra pickin’ things that dinnae suit his tastes.” As she opened the Wardrobe, she was confused because this was at the edge of the building, but there was a room more than double the size of the bedroom, which was already quite large. She walked inside and noticed two things very quickly: the space was divided in two, on the left, the floor was glossy and looked rubbery, and every article of clothing that was hanging on racks or displayed on mannequins was made of latex. The other side was sleek, smooth, elastic-looking from floor to ceiling, and every piece of clothing was made of spandex.

I see… Mark maun like his wummen wearin’ form-fitted ootfits. Aye, I can get the appeal o' that… she thought as a smirk tugged at her lips. Maybe I should start aff lookin’ at the spandex... the ither side micht be a wee much… for noo. But, eh, modelin' for Mark micht just be... interestin’. She chuckled softly, entertained by the thought. So, Merida went through the spandex side of the area for a while. Not noticing when Chloe had made it back to the room.

Chloe and the others split up after Ellen bought her costumes. They had decided not to go to every store tonight. Though the others said they might do some more shopping before bed. ASTRID is a bit much. I can’t believe she suggested that outfit. Sure, I would look good in it. I’m sure Mark would think so, but really, to just be like, here be his slutty little nurse in front of everyone, unbelievable. Chloe continued this in her head as she headed back to her room. She was surprised by the interior but was more confused that she didn’t see Merida here, given the lateness and the fact that she never came to join them for shopping. Then she noticed a large open wardrobe and peered inside.

“Um, Hello!?” Chloe shouted into the massive space. “Merida, you in here? Wherever here is?”

“Juist a second!” She shouted in response, “I’m in here pretty deep, juist seein’ whit they hae in leggings, if ye want tae join me?” Merida said, invitingly. Chloe was a bit apprehensive as the latex side of the room was very suggestive, but figured she might as well go find Merida.

“There you are, what is this place exactly?”

“Didnae ye read the sign by the wardrobe?”

“Sign?” Chloe asked in confusion. “Maybe it was hidden behind one of the doors.”

“Och, that maks sense. Weel, this is oor amenity—the Enchanted Wardrobe. Looks like we can earn BP by wearin' stuff in here. Apparently, everything’s a wee bit enchanted somehow. Some things say whit they dae, ithers, no sae much.” She shrugged, “I’ve foond a few items I’m thinkin’ o’ wearin’ on this side o’ the room… Might be nice tae hae some extra spendin’ cash.”

“Really? You're just going to parade around in stuff like this.”

“Per’aps ye’re no’ payin’ too much attention, but a lot o’ the stuff on this side ain’t that much different than ma current sports bra an’ yoga pants.” She gestures casually to the items, raising an eyebrow as she glances at her roommate with a knowing look.

“You’re right. That’s fair. I just wouldn’t normally wear something like that outside of workouts, and some of these go well beyond yoga tights.”

“True enough, but we can choose whit we want tae wear an’ whit we dinnae. Want tae see if there’s anythin’ for ye in here tae wear taemorra?” She gives a playful smile, clearly hoping to help her roommate find something interesting.

“This feels like shopping with ASTRID all over again, but fine if it would make you happy, we can at least look, though, I think my tastes might be more inclined to the other side of the room.”

“Wha’s ASTRID? But sure, we can go o’er tae the ither side, find ye a nice stylish latex nummer tae squeeze ye intae.” She grins mischievously, clearly having fun with the idea.

“She is the shopkeeper at Ellen’s Erotic Emporium. I’m sure you will meet her eventually. She was a little… let's go with jarring. Also, please don’t make me regret agreeing to this.”

“Tell ye whit, I hae a fun idea. Ye pick oot an outfit for me frae this side, an’ I’ll go tae the ither an’ get ye somethin’ tae wear taemorra. In exchange, I’ll test any or al' o’ yer candy ****, as lang as ye tak the same ane wi’ me.” She flashes a mischievous smile, clearly enjoying the offer.

“Fine. But two things I ask you not to make mine too revealing, and I am allowed to go back and pick something different for you if I think you have gone too far with my selection.”

“Sure, fine wi’ me, but nae chickenin' out! We baith hae tae wear the ither’s selection. An’ let’s mak it a wee bit mair interestin’—we keep doin’ this while we’re roommates here, this roond. Gies us a reason no’ tae mess wi’ the ither too far.”

Chloe, not one to back down from a challenge, especially one that would end up netting her some money, agreed and shook Merida’s hand. “Deal!” With that, Merida went skipping off to the other side of the wardrobe. Chloe was hoping she didn’t just make a terrible mistake.

Author’s Warning: this scene depicts someone describing sexual **** they have suffered a brief summary of important events will be after this scene if you wish to skip it but wish to continue with the story.

Allie and Sam decided they wanted to compare rooms, especially with the date order essentially making them stay in each other’s room most of the round. So they headed over to the Sultan’s Sugar Garden first.

Sam opened the door to the building. “Welcome to one of the plushest rooms I have ever seen,” Sam said as she gestured to Allie to go inside. There were silks hanging everywhere on the walls, the ceiling, and covering the bed. The bed was sunken into the floor and just stacked with luxurious pillows. Near the bed was a pair of hookahs on an ornate looking table. With a variety of spice pouches to use with them. Which all let off a faint heavenly aroma.

“Okay, I get why you called this soft before. The aroma is to die for, too.”

“Tell me that at the end of the week and I’ll believe you.”

Allie walked further into the room, somewhat wanting to check out the Hookah. Finding a note on the table. Hookah of Whispers: Guide Sheet

Each spice present does something different to the one who consumes it. Effects are temporary, but repeated short-term use of the same spice can cause some side effects.
Spices' effect details will be revealed upon 50% of the harem knowing the approximate effects. But some names may allow a person to glean the effects
For every dose a resident (one who wakes up in the building) consumes, they will receive a BP reward, with each additional dose giving more. Please use responsibly, (or don’t I’m not your mom. Overdoses and some combinations may have lasting side effects.
Second-hand inhalation will have a reduced effect.

“Okay, so we need to talk to the others and come up with a system for if people are using these. So we don’t walk in on someone and get hit with the second-hand dose.” Allie mentioned reading the guide.

“Yeah, something like the sock on the door method, but classier is my thought.”

“Soooo… Sam. I have been wanting to ask you about something.” Allie began hesitantly as she sat on the corner of the bed. “I have been getting, I guess, the best way to describe it is mixed signals from you.”

“What do you mean? Allie, sure, you are attractive, but I haven’t been coming on to you. Right?”

“No, that’s not what I mean. Not that I would mind that. I mean, my TFs, see when I think about using my Boon to help people, I am okay doing that with Aubrey, but not really anyone else. She has clearly decided how this is going to go for her; she wants Mark’s children and wants to be a family. So she has already decided to marry Mark eventually, at least inside she has I think. For you, though, I have been flipping back and forth, and I was wondering why? Because it seems like you are considering it and can’t make up your mind. And I think it isn’t what I think because if it was, I would have thought Flora would be on the list, but she isn’t.”

“Umm. Okay, that’s a lot. I mean, I guess I figured it is how this is going to end for most of us. Like I said about Shared Vows to Mark, treating those of us who actually marry him equally is great in my opinion. It’s just… I don’t know if I can really be with him.”

“Why not? Look, Sam, right now I do want to help you, but even now it is wavering back and forth. Can you tell me what the issue is? I can help remember. The way that my Walkthrough is worded is that I am able to give you a plan, and it will work. It doesn’t seem like there is a limit to what it can help overcome. So whatever the issue is, tell me, I want to help.”

“I — I don’t know. It isn’t anything with Mark, per se. I just don’t know if I can go through it all.” Sam hesitantly said, turning away from Allie.”

“Well, what if we used the Hookah?”

“What? How will that help?”

“I noticed one of the options was called calming chamomile. I was thinking maybe we could use it to relax, and then it might be easier to discuss whatever is troubling you. I take it that this is why you shouted at Mark earlier?”

“It was, and I’m not sure that getting high is the right choice.”

“Look, I don’t know what the problem is exactly, but I can take a guess, given all the clues. I know holding in trauma is not the way to deal with it. You need to be able to talk with someone. With you being on this show, that likely means one of the other contestants. If not me, I encourage you to talk with someone. Though I think you should talk with me because this is clearly a problem for you and Mark being together. And we know that I can come up with a solution if I am told the problem. It seems like I need to know what the issue is, at least generally, and not just suspect it. So what do you say? We don’t have to use the Hookah, I just thought it might make it easier, sorry if it came off differently.”

“I— I haven’t talked about this with anyone for years. Not since I told my dad. Okay, I want to do this, but I think I’ll need help. I’ll try the chamomile, but I don’t want you to have any until you see how I react, and we’re done with the conversation. After that, I guess you can join me if you want.”

“Sure, not a problem, actually, are you comfortable with me shooting off a message to Flora to come check on us if we aren’t at my room in a couple of hours. Just in case?”

“That’s a good idea.” Sam loaded up the hookah with the calming chamomile, while Allie sent the message.

They waited as Sam began to take a few pulls from the Hookah, letting its effects wash over her. Her shoulders began to ease, and a soothing warmth spread throughout her body. It felt like a hug from her father. Like the one that he gave her when he told her that he would be there for her and do whatever she needed.

“Like I was saying before, I haven’t told anyone this directly besides my dad. When I was a cadet in ROTC, well, it wasn’t the easiest being a woman, but I was determined and competent, so I excelled in the training program. This did not go over well with some of the other cadets.” Sam took a few more pulls from the curved mouthpiece as even with the effect, she could feel the tension coming back.

“It started off as some hazing, which I expected; my dad told me he experienced the same, so I thought, fine, whatever. It got worse. Much worse, particularly from this group of three guys. They thought they were hot shit and had solid connections in both the government and military. One time after a particularly grueling exercise, some of us went out to celebrate and commiserate. I don’t know how, but one of them slipped something into my drink.”

Sam took another pull from the hookah, even with its effects still on the verge of a panic attack, “They got me away from the others and took me to one of their rooms on campus,— and they **** me. Whatever they gave me partially wore off during the ****. I couldn’t fight back but was lucid enough to know what was happening.” At this point, Sam began to cry.

“They wouldn’t stop, I tried — I tried to get them to, but I couldn’t.” Allie reached over to Sam and gently placed her arms around the woman as she continued to **** up, telling her story. “After a while, they just **** me again, saying they were tired of my bitching, that it was all my fault, and I should know my place. I woke up in my dorm room the next morning alone. My roommate had spent the night with her boyfriend, so she wasn’t there. I didn’t go anywhere. I just stayed in my room and cried until my roommate came back. She took care of me, got me some help. Called my dad. He took care of me. I took a short leave of absence while my father dealt with those scum.”

“After a few weeks, when I was doing better, he laid out what could realistically happen. Like I said, these pricks were connected. He said there was enough evidence collected that we probably could get a conviction, but I would almost certainly end my military career because it would piss off the wrong people. Frankly, he said he would damn the consequences if I wanted and make sure they ended in an early grave, but again, it would probably end my career. There were two other options, though. One was if I didn’t press charges or go public, those connected to them would see that the three were dishonorably discharged, and that would be that. Alternatively, I could let them continue as cadets, keeping my silence, and I would have doors open for me a lot easier. I had always wanted to follow in my father’s path.” Sam sobbed harder into Allie’s shoulder. “But I wasn’t just going to let them get away with it without consequence. They were dishonorably discharged, but for some bogus reason. They are still free men who get to live their lives like they didn’t violate me. I figured I could become decorated enough that I could go after them later, and not have my career end, but I’m not there yet.” Sam was puffy-eyed but felt a bit better.

“Sam,” Allie said in the gentlest voice she could, “I’m here for you.” She just held the smaller woman for a long while, until she got a text from Flora, checking in with her, and if she didn’t hear back soon, she would come check on the two of them.

“Are you doing okay, Sam?”

“Thank you, that—that was a weight I didn’t realize I was carrying. Now that my dad has passed, no one else knew the whole story. Would you stay with me for a bit? I think I'm going to have some more from the hookah. It reminds me of my dad.”

“Sure, not a problem.” Allie let Flora know that Sam and she would be fine. It was then she received a text from Cassandra.

Cassandra: For tonight only, if you want, I will allow you and Ellen to swap rooms.

Allie: Thank you.

“Looks like Cassandra said Ellen and I can swap rooms if you would like me to stay.”

“Please. And thank you.” Sam said as they continued to both enjoy the hookah until they fell asleep in each other's arms.

+1 VP Strongly develop bond with another harem member (Sam and Allie) (Firstx2)

Author’s note Major events if you skipped the previous scene: Allie and Sam went to Sugar Garden, Allie confronted Sam about possible feelings for Mark, They learned about and used the Hookah of Whispers to put Sam in a calmer state. Sam told Allie about how she was ****. The perpetrators were dishonorably discharged but not prosecuted, Cassandra allowed Ellen and Allie to swap rooms. Allie and Sam continued to use the hookah and fell asleep in one another’s arms

Chloe had left Ellen, Flora, and Aubrey, saying she was exhausted and needed some rest. The three decided to continue with their shopping, going to Flora’s and Aubrey’s store next to their surprise, ASTRID was the shopkeeper at each of those stores as well. Though her hairstyle was different in each one. She managed to talk each of them into making a few more purchases at each store.

5100BP -> 4000 BP Ellen

4500BP -> 3000 BP Aubrey

3200BP -> 2200 BP Flora

They were going to continue when Flora heard a ping from her phone. Checking on it, she saw she had a text from Allie.

Allie: Hey, Flora, Sam, and I are going to use the Hookah of Whispers, and I thought it might be good to have a backup. Sam is going to start, and I am going to observe, but apparently, second-hand effects can happen. We would like some privacy, but also want to be safe. So if in a few hours you could check on us, make sure everything is okay if we don’t contact you.

Flora wasn’t sure that was the best idea, but someone was going to use it eventually; at least they were being smart about it.

Flora: Sure, not a problem. I’ll text first, and if I don’t hear back 15 minutes after that, I will bring help.

“Hey guys, I just got a text from Allie, apparently she and Sam are going to use the Hookah of Whispers in the Sugar Garden. I am a little beat anyway. How about we go back to The Velvet Tower and hang out there for a while? Allie asked me to be available if they need help, but she also asked for privacy. Ellen, if you don’t mind, you can stay with us until Cassandra makes you go back.”

“Sure, I don’t mind, I was a little curious what Allie meant by your room being lewd earlier, since the Sugar Garden was so soft and sensual.” She said as the devil’s tail flicked back and forth with her movements. Flora was already reconsidering bringing her like this, but figured worst comes to worst, she can always let Aubrey be a distraction as she uses her boon to flee, and get help. So they began their walk back to The Velvet Tower. The room was small compared to the others, at least horizontally. There was a large round bed in the center of the circular room, above which was a large circular dais, from which velvet curtains draped down to cover the view of the bed. Around the edge of the room were mannequins draped with corsets, collars, handcuffs, armbinders, and all manner of bondage gear. There was also a staircase that led up, spiraling around the room, stopping on another level that was partially visible with a walkway around the edge and a few paths to a center platform that had a hole in the middle large enough for the dais that sat below it.

“NOW isn’t this delightfully wicked?” Ellen said in excitement. Aubrey blushed, having not come in here with Allie and Flora earlier.

“I — What is this?” Aubrey choked out.

“Yeah, Allie’s response was similar,” Flora mused. “It isn’t that bad, but the mannequins do weird me out a little. If there were curtains around the bed, I would probably have trouble sleeping here.

“So are we allowed to, you know, use the stuff on display?” Ellen inquired with excitement in her tone.

“Over there.” Flora sighed in exasperation as she pointed to a notice on one of the pillars next to the stairs leading up to the dais in the center of the room.

The Binding Platform:

Simply select a mannequin within the tower, and its contents will be transported to one of the mannequins on the dais.
Step on the dais and decide which pieces you would like to wear. The platform has a feature to apply them for those who want to be bound but can’t find someone to tie them up.
The platform is not mandatory to be used to apply the items, but they can’t be **** on anyone, though you could trick them.
Only a resident or the Master may take an item out of the room without wearing it, and a resident or the Master must give permission to use the items here.
If put on the item will remain on for a minimum of 24 hours unless the Master removes it. No Bodily harm can come from wearing it for a prolonged duration. This includes from a lack of eating/drinking or other needed bodily functions.
Each item worn will gain the resident of the tower who either puts it on themselves or another person a BP reward for every 24 hours it is worn.
After each 24 hours, the contestant must decide if they want freedom or wish to continue to be bound; they will have 1 hour to choose, after which they will remain bound for another 24 hours unless they choose freedom. Items will temporarily be removed to allow them to compete in any challenges should they overlap while wearing items.

“So, that is wonderfully delicious.” Ellen mused. “Want to try any out, ladies?”

“What, why would we do that!?” Aubrey protested.

“Well, we did spend quite a bit of BP on outfits and the like. Wouldn’t you like a bit more to be able to WOW Mark with on your date in a couple of days, you could wear a few things for the next few nights, build up some BP, and go all out. Really show him how desirable you can be.” Ellen tempted the little lamb in front of her.

“Okay, that is enough.” Flora interrupted Ellen, “I am going to give you three options: 1. Leave and preferably not go back to your room, 2. Change into another of your outfits that you got today, because I feel your willingness to push and tease Aubrey is being affected by your outfit. 3. You go stand on that dais, and we will use some of the stuff around the room, and it will be on you.

“Promise?” Ellen said seductively, then relented, “Fine, I can change, but I actually wouldn’t mind trying out a few of these on myself, if either of you wants some BP.”

“Umm, really, even if you have to wear it for a whole day?” Aubrey questioned.

“Oh sweetie, I may not want to admit it normally, but let’s just say that the [Bondage] path was a great fit for me.” Ellen sauntered to the other side of the dais, so as not to strip in front of the other two. Not that she would have minded, but she figured Flora was a little short on patience with her at the moment. Now which outfit to pick… Ultimately, she decided to go with the schoolgirl outfit, thinking that she might look good tied up in it, and hoping that Flora or Aubrey would indulge her. After she changed, she went back to the other two. “Look, sorry for teasing you and stuff, Flora was right, the Devil outfit might have made me a bit of a temptress,” Ellen said with a small pout and embarrassment. “I guess the traits and mannerisms are a bit more than just the way I talk. So I’m sorry I was being a bit of a bully, Aubrey. Can you forgive me?”

Aubrey and Flora were both a bit shocked by Ellen’s changes. “Uh, yeah, I get it, and you are still learning about how it works. Just maybe don’t wear that devil costume for a while?”

“Absolutely!” Ellen said as she smothered Aubrey in a hug. Then playfully added, “Do you want to punish this naughty girl? Maybe you could pick something out here and have me put it on as a way of making amends. I know you say you forgive me, but like when you do wrong, you have to be punished, right? And you would even get some BP for all the trouble I caused.”

“Ellen…” Flora began with a growl. “A real punishment would be to kick you out of the tower right now. But I don’t want to risk you going and disturbing Allie and Sam. So we are going to indulge you.”

“We are!?” Aubrey exclaimed in bewilderment.

“You Are!?” Ellen exclaimed in excitement.

“Well, I am. You are free to or not, Aubrey, but if you want some of the BP, I don’t mind sharing it with you.”

“I guess it wouldn’t hurt to look around.” Aubrey glanced at the nearby mannequins.

“Now, Ellen, as you said, this is a punishment, understand.” Flora began and got a vigorous nod from Ellen. “And as a punishment, it seems appropriate that you don’t get to choose the punishment. So you are going to wait on the dais while Aubrey and I select items, and we are going to put whatever we want on you.” Ellen was getting flushed from this. “But since I do care about you and consent, I am going to give you a few options. One: Is no limit; whatever we pick is what we pick. Two: You have to be able to retain your mobility, like being able to walk and see. The use of your hands to some extent, and your ability to speak, might be restricted but still usable. Three: It’s like two, but your mobility won’t be seriously impacted at all, so no ballet heels, leg cuffs, binding your arms behind you, and the like. I want you to tell me which you would like, and we will confirm before actually putting anything on you, but you don’t get to know what we are putting on first.”

“Okay.” Ellen thought about this for a moment. “Can it be something between the first two? Like, I want to be able to see and walk, but beyond that I —.”

Flora walked over to her and reached up to grab Ellen’s chin and pulled her down to eye level. “Naughty girls don’t get to choose their punishment. I was asking what level of punishment, Do. You. Deserve.” Ellen was gushing down below. She was horny from wearing the devil outfit from before, and with Flora taking charge like this, she was surprised she wasn’t a quivering mess. From the looks of it, Aubrey was a little turned on by the display of the little lioness as well. Despite being the smallest in the room, it felt like she towered over them.

Ellen let out a meek reply, “Number one.”

“Good girl,” Flora said, stroking Ellen’s chin lightly with her claws to tease the girl. “Now go stand on the platform until we come join you and keep your eyes closed so you won’t see what we are bringing to the platform.” Ellen complied swiftly, hoping that whatever this was would continue.

“Are we really going to do this to her?” Aubrey whispered, “Like, even if she is into this, what if it is part of her outfit. I don’t want her hating us for it later.”

“You don’t have to if you don’t want to. But I am for a few reasons. First, she has actually been teasing people pretty relentlessly, and Sam was right about how she was teasing Talia; it wasn’t okay. Second, I am getting annoyed with her a little and want to punish her myself, even if she will enjoy it. Third, Mark has excellent taste in women. Ellen was my first female celebrity crush as well, and I always fantasized about tying her up and having my way with her. So I am going to indulge the first part of that tonight. We won’t be doing anything with or to her besides restraining her, though.”

“Okay, but like how far do you intend to go?”

“It depends on what I find around here, but I am not cruel, and if you are uncomfortable with something, I won’t do it to her.”

“Honestly, I’m not really comfortable with any of this.”

“That does have its own appeal; we just let her wait in anticipation of what won’t come. Then give her either nothing or something super lite.”

“I thought you said you weren’t cruel. But I guess we can do some things, you're really good with me vetoing things.”

“Sure, I’m not here to make either of you uncomfortable. I am only really considering this because she so clearly wants this.” Aubrey accepted that, and they went around the tower picking out some things that they thought might be fun for Ellen to wear.

It took about an hour before they went to the dais. Ellen’s panties were soaked at this point. Aubrey and Flora had already agreed on what they were going to put on Ellen before they went up the dais.

“Alright, Ellen, we’re here. Aubrey and I have agreed on what to put on you. Assuming you still want that.” Flora stroked her face as she said that. “Do you still want that?” Ellen nodded, still keeping her eyes closed. “Sorry, but I need to hear your answer. Don’t make me repeat myself.”

“Yes. please.”

“Yes? Yes, what?”

“Yes, Mistress, please teach this naughty girl a lesson.” With that, Flora patted her cheek. She had thought about just letting the dais work its magic, but she was getting turned on by this too, so she wanted to do it slowly.

“Aubrey, you haven’t done anything like this before, have you?” to which she got a shake of the head from her. “Well, I think it might be useful for you to know. So come here and watch, I’ve done this a few times before, both tying and being tied up.” So Flora began showing Aubrey how each item was supposed to work. “Now, Ellen, one last time before we begin, you're sure, and do I have permission to undress you if needed to restrain you?”

“Yes, Mistress. To both.”

“Very well. Open your mouth.” to which Ellen complied, and Flora showed Aubrey how to tighten the gag so that it would be tight but still comfortable to wear for a prolonged time. She began to undress Ellen. When she was done, she slid a pair of panties with a vibrator attached up her legs into position, removing her corset to exchange it for one from the room, but first was a black full-body skinsuit she had Ellen step into. She and Aubrey helped get Ellen into the suit, and Aubrey couldn’t help but blush when she noticed the fluids on Ellen’s legs as she moved her hand up her thigh, getting her into the suit. Once her arms and legs were in place, Flora zipped up the back.

From here, Flora and Aubrey had talked about just how far they should go. Both out of concern and because they both realized they would like to do this again. It had been at this time that Flora wanted to check in with Allie, and got an all clear from her. Then she got another text from Cassandra.

Cassandra: Ellen will be staying in your room tonight, swapping with Allie. So feel free to go as far as you want with your little project. In fact, I’ll figure out a fitting reward beyond the BP if you convince Aubrey to let you do everything you had planned for Ellen and can get her to try on anything and put something on yourself. The more you accomplish, the more I’ll reward you.

She was really tempted, and her loins had won out. “Look, Aubrey, I can tell you are liking this too. I didn’t get the same sense upgrade that Allie has, but I can smell your arousal. Look, I want to do this again with her. I like the idea of it a lot. I kind of want to make her a quivering mess and keep her to ourselves all day tomorrow. Cassandra already said she is staying here tonight. I know I said I would respect any veto on the options, but I really would like you not to do that.”

“I don’t know, I mean, I think the last two are a bit much, like she wouldn’t be able to move really.” Aubrey bit her lip in indecision.

“I’ll tell you what, if you let me do this, you can have all the BP from us putting stuff on her, and to show that I’m a good sport, I’ll let you pick one thing for me to put on if you put on a matching one. It would get you plenty of BP, so you can wow Mark.”

Against her better judgment, the idea was appealing. “Fine, but you or I have to be with her at all times tomorrow, okay?”

“Deal.”

Back in the present, Flora brought Ellen’s arms behind her back while Aubrey placed them in an armbinder, and then Aubrey reluctantly placed a hood over Ellen’s head, attaching it to the body suit, while Flora laced up a corset for Ellen. Finally, Aubrey had attached a collar around her neck with a leash. By this point, Ellen was having trouble standing as she felt like she was close to climaxing at several points, thanks to the vibrator and being restrained, but just barely didn’t. “Aubrey, can you help me get Ellen down to the bed?” Aubrey made sure to hold Ellen’s arm as Flora led them down the steps off the dais and let her lie down on the bed, where, much to Flora’s enjoyment, Ellen was writhing in pleasure.

“Okay, so this is very hot. So did you have anything in mind for us both to wear, or did you want to go look for something?”

“Actually, I did find something, you aren’t going to back out on wearing it, right?”

“Oh, you don’t think I would be willing to put whatever it is on? That is part of why I said you have to wear the same item because then you wouldn’t pick anything too bad.”

“Well, we’ll see. I grabbed them, actually, before the deal, thinking it might be fitting and fun for us to use them.”

“Okay, now you have me really intrigued.”

“How about you just trust me, and put these on, I’ll do it at the same time.”

“Fine.” Flora took what appeared to be matching latex panties to the ones that they used on Ellen.

“This is all?” She said as she and Aubrey both slid the panties on, not bothering to get off the bed themselves. “I really thought it would be something more after what you had said. It isn’t like we are in the same boat, Ellen is with these.”

“Oh, sorry,” Aubrey said with a mischievous grin. “I thought it was only fair, we put these on.” It was then that multiple orgasms hit both of them, and Flora screamed in ecstasy.

+2VP Cause another Harem member (Flora) to orgasm (Ellen)x2(First)

+2VP Cause another Harem member (Aubrey) to orgasm (Ellen)x2(First)

“What was that?!” Flora still felt the need to be loud.

“Like I said, sorry, I think you misunderstood. These aren’t the same as what we put on Ellen. Instead, they are a matched item with that, while she can’t orgasm until she takes those panties off, and will experience all of them at once. Instead, we receive an orgasm every time she is delayed having an orgasm.”

“You, devil. I thought Ellen was kinky.”

“Oh, did I mention we can’t take them off until she orgasms? pretty sure that is an important bit.” Aubrey said as she noticed the dawning horror on Flora’s face. “I noticed what you did with the compounding effects on her items and thought this would teach you a lesson. Since I let you do it, I need to be taught as well.”

Flora paled in realization that if Ellen didn’t remove her stuff after twenty-four hours, she might just be a quiver mess alongside her. I’m pretty sure Cassandra tricked me. Just what did I get myself into here? Hopefully, I can get Mark to take them off Ellen before we are all quivering messes. Right as she was rocked with another orgasm.

Items used from the Binding Platform

Panties of Arousal and Orgasm Delay: Panties cause mild arousal throughout the day. They also prevent an orgasm from occurring until removed, at which point every orgasm will be felt at once. Each additional orgasm increases the strength of all orgasms at the end.

Panties of Shared Arousal: Pair with Panties of Arousal and Orgasm Delay, will cause the wearer to also be mildly aroused, and receive an orgasm when the wearer of the paired panties is denied an orgasm.

Bodysuit of the entrapped: Each article of clothing from the Binding Platform has a slightly increased effect, and arousal will build faster for each item on the person.

Hood of focus: This hood allows you to focus more on either giving or receiving pleasure to the exclusion of all else if desired.

Gag of Gag relaxation: The longer this gag is on, the more the wearer’s gag reflex will disappear, and when removed will stay gone for a period of time equal to twice what the gag was worn. It will also induce a mild oral fixation for the duration.

Squirming Armbinder: The more aroused the wearer becomes, the more they will want to writhe trying to reach orgasm.

Crimson Corset: Heightens sensitivity depending on tightness. Can’t be loosened unless removed or by the Master.

Collar and Leash of Submission: Induces the desire to submit to whoever placed the collar on the wearer's neck, if placed on self, whoever they designate or holds the leash decided at the time of putting it on. Submission and restraint cause arousal.

“Well, wasn't that exciting, my grateful audience?” Cassandra spoke to the void, “Now I am sure some of you were wondering where those BP gains were previously. Well, all the amenities have BP gains that they get only at the end of the day. Now let’s check what all we have racked up here.

BP Gains for the day

The Hearth Table: Used to prepare a feast for all. Everyone loved it.

+500 Talia

+500 Laura

Use the Hookah of whispers: Calming Chamomile x2 doses a piece

+300 BP Allie

+300 BP Sam

The Binding Platform: 9 items worn

+750 BP (Max) Ellen 7x items worn

+400 BP Flora 1x items worn + 3x items placed on others -400BP by verbal agreement

+750 BP(Max) Aubrey 1x items worn + 5x items placed on others +400BP by verbal agreement.

“Let’s sum that all up to see where we are at.”