New Plans

"Alright, well that's all of the transformations done. We only have a few more points of order before we wrap up. So get comfortable." Each of the women bound to the desks, and the Master hovering over one of them, his softening cock laying on Callie's warm stomach, remain stock still.

"So, I'm going to need all of you ladies to bring something to the next challenge. We've noticed that none of you are spending BP, and we want to change that. So now the BP shops will offer a third option in addition to applying a transformation to yourself or someone else: To wrap it as a gift. I want each of you to bring a present to the next challenge which will take place on Christmas Eve, and we'll have a little gift exchange. There will be some minor changes and quirks to the challenge, but a lady can’t reveal all her secrets at once, can she? But, I will tell you how it will be scored now. Whoever brings the most expensive gift will most likely win. Don't worry though, as it is Christmas, I won't eliminate any of you for not bringing a big gift."

The room breathes a bit easier for a second. But then Yuki lays down her negation with glee. "No, that will happen on Christmas itself. One contestant will be eliminated on Christmas Day. It could be anyone, no one is safe, whether they have 2 VP or 62 VP." Yuki smiles down at Callie, enjoying the threat. "So, I'd get busy making the audience love you my girls, unless you want to be the one to end up with an empty head and a vacant stare."

She teleports, her ice cold hands landing on Maricela and Yua's thighs. "And speaking of which, I will announce the next two people to sleep with the Master. Maricela's turn is tonight, while Yua's turn is tomorrow. You will have to trust us that this was always the plan. Although I will say that, given their changes today, both will have a much more entertaining time."

"Now, try to push the envelope, get BP, buy a gift. Or if you can't, say if you are down in the dumps with no hopes of getting points, well I can think of one person who has a supply of them, ready to be given. Isn't that right Ben? Maybe if you beg him or use other means to persuade him, he'll give you what you need. And points as well. Who knows? In the process, maybe our audience will start to like you. This might just be the reshuffle our little losing sluts need to start winning."

"Meet me at the top of the hotel tomorrow at 10 am. And remember, no gift two days from now, means no participation. No participation means immediate elimination. And I will be quite harsh. Now, sayonara." And with that Yuki is gone, and Ben feels himself gain control again as he falls forward onto Callie. He doesn't know if the slight pain in his balls is from the inch fall, or the fact that he came twice in less than 30 minutes.

Ben stands, only to realize something. Whether through a desire to leave quickly or some plan, Ben is the only one who finds himself freed, the others remain bound to the desks.

And then Ben sees a large dagger seemingly made of obsidian glass on a table behind where Yuki stood. The tanto is inlaid with gems, giving it a menacing, yet regal appearance. The bonds were silk rope and the knots were too complex to undo by hand. Alright, this is planned. As he walks back to the girls, he can't help but feel like some slasher, walking toward these bound women, large weapon in hand. None appear especially nervous about the knife, some looking away, others looking at him not with fear, but with an anticipation far too strong. The contrast between last time and this time is striking. This is planned and it's wrong.

His first stop is Callie. He starts with her feet, cutting each of them free. That done, Ben looks at Callie. In order to free her, to free any of the girls, he is going to have to bend over the desk, bend over the women like he is about to fuck them. Fuck that monster. He acquiesces to the moment, reaching up and cutting the ties that bind Callie. Only for her to wrap her legs around Ben's ass, and her arms around Ben's shoulders.

Callie whispers to Ben. "Please, I want to see you again. Can we meet today?" The words are family-friendly, but the intention is anything but. As Callie grinds her hips against Ben, the word meet might as well be another four letter word. Ben looks at her. Is this what Yuki wants? No, there is no glassy expression, her eyes speak of a love that is genuine, or as genuine as a girl **** to become a **** can be. "How about 4 pm? In the artifact collection? I'll bring what we need." As Ben says this, Callie removes her legs from around Ben, and Ben rises with her. The embrace holds a moment longer, before Ben feels Monica's eyes on him. He moves back and Callie lets him leave.

Monica is next as Ben moves down the row. The knife handles the ropes easily at her feet. He leans forward to cut her free, but unlike Callie's whispers, Monica merely kisses his cheek gently as he passes above her. Her eyes are also filled with love. Does her lack of submission even matter, when her love is so slavish in everything but that one aspect?

Wendy is... complicated. Her legs are released, just the same as the others. But as Ben leans forward, her eyes are closed. Understandable, except for when he reaches up to cut her loose, she whispers, "I'll be waiting for you, Master. Even if I am eliminated... I'll wait for you." No kiss, no hug. Only those words, a promise.

Emma's reaction is much more typical. She hides her face in shame, and doesn't move from where she is as Ben leans over to cut the rope above her. The only shock is how she squeaks as the blade crosses the ropes. Ben looks up, only to see that there is a mark on her wrist where the blade touched her. She looks up at him with fear, but also something else. Something all too familiar after looking into the others eyes. Arousal? But then, just as quickly, she hides her face again.

Ashley is next. As Ben leans over her, she says "You do know that you don't need to do this, right? You could have one us do the rest. I'd be happy to help you. And truthfully, if Maricela sees you like this, you might not need to wait until tonight." Ben doesn't understand, until Ashley lifts her hips. Ben's hard cock is ready again, a soldier that refuses to stay down. Did they do something to me? "Give me the knife, it'll be better, this way."

Maybe Ben should be worried, but Ashley is just the girl who didn't want anything to do with him the first night, but made up with him the following morning. Maybe Ashley shouldn't take a knife, when Yuki's promise could easily have her wield it. But as Ben steps away after handing Ashley the knife, nothing bad happens. Well...

As Ashley bends over Maricela, Maricela too wraps her legs around the woman's hips. "Please, help me give Daddy a show. He's so hard, he needs me..." But Ashley merely cuts the rope before using her arms to help her pry herself from the needy woman's legs. Yua doesn't do anything as the rope gets cut. In fact, she just lays there lost in thought, even after being freed.

Maricela walks toward Ben, her hand reaching for Ben’s cock before Ben grabs her hand. "Please Daddy, we could go somewhere. I could cook you something, maybe draw you a bath. Or maybe, I could help you in the way that wives help their husbands..." Ben's response is firm, and immediate. "There is always tonight." And he unhands the woman as the others watch. Despite his many offers, the many temptations, Ben leaves the library alone.