The Master's Suite

Eric followed the woman up the staircase to the first landing overlooking the hall. She then led him into a elevator with golden doors and the words 'Master's Suite' written above.

As the elevators doors shut behind them, Eric examined his companion. She was identical to the others he had seen, but there was something different about her. The others seemed more fake, more robotic in their movements. This one seemed real.

"Uh, sorry, I didn't catch your name?" Eric asked her.

"Oh I don't have one Master. You can call me whatever you like." She smiles back at him.

"Oh, well what do you want me to call you?" He asked again.

"Whatever you want Master, although I can see this is causing you concern, so please call me Three."

"Three…you want to be called Three?"

"Oh yes, it does sound wonderful when you say it Master." Just then the elevator dinged and the doors opened. "Here we are Master, let me give you the tour."

And so she did. She showed him the kitchen, the dining room, the rec room, the bowling alley, the movie theater, the fully stocked walk in closet, the walk in wine fridge, the pool, the hot tub, and so much more than Eric felt his legs start to tire. Three seemed to notice and put her hand on his arm. "I'm sorry, I was so exited I failed to take your needs into consideration. If you would like to punish me, I can show you to the dungeon. Or I can show you what I was saving for last."

Eric stared at her incredulously. Of course he didnt want to punish her, even if his dick had stired a little when she said that.

"Oh no, please lead on. Show me what you were saving." Giggling she took his hand and pulled him along.

They entered the master bedroom. It had an Alaskan king bed, floor to ceiling bookshelves, a TV that wouldn't even fit in his apartment back home, and a view he couldn't have imagined.

The far wall was all glass, with two glass doors which opened onto a balcony. They stepped outside. The air was cool, much cooler than inside. The were close to the highest point of the ship, and the view in every direction was just endless ocean. That wasn't the truly amazing part though. As Eric looked up, he saw two moons.

Back in the great hall the girls had all followed their assigned crew member to their rooms. Everyone except Alexandra and Valerie. Alexandra was still naked of course, and trying to use both hands to preserve what she could of her modesty. Of course with both hands on her body, she had little ability to steady herself in her heels. Ha, as if she could call these heels. Alexandra had tons of experience in heels. Most clients demanded it. She could probably run faster in stilettos than many women could run in sneakers. Except on her feet wasn't just a tall heel. Each foot was nearly straight up and down. All her weight had to rest on her toes. She had tried to stand a few times, but kept falling back down.

The two freaks standing beside them were no help. They just watched her struggle. She could see Valerie trying not to laugh. She thinks it's funny, does she, just wait till she ends up falling thanks to her transformations. Wait, her transformation can help here.

"Valerie give me a hand standing up." The difference in score was even higher than when Jenny had ordered her. Valerie didn't hesitate, she jumped at the chance to obey. "Ok, now help me to our room." Together they began to walk, and the odd women led the way. Alexandra felt a little guilty ordering Valerie, but also it was kind of thrilling to see someone hop to your orders.

Eventually, with a few slips here and there, they arrived.

In front of them was a massive vault door. Alexandra had never seen anything like it except in heist movies. It looked like it must weight tons, there was no way she'd be able to open it.

Their guide didn't even try, instead she pushed a spot on the wall and it slid aside to reveal a keyboard. She typed something in and the door swung open on its own, silently sliding out into the hallway.

"Welcome to your room for the duration of your stay with us. We hope you are comfortable here. We've set you up in the vault suite, we designed it after watching Oceans 11 to 13 on repeat for 6 days. If you need anything please press the call bell in your room and we will come straight away, for a small fee of course. The Ones have put your luggage away already Ms. Valerie. It is all in your wardrobe, which doubles as a safe, don't lose the key, a replacement costs BP. Oh by the way the code to your room is 'Diamonds are a girl's best friend'. We want you to have a pleasant evening together, and will depart as soon as we get our tip." One of the women said.

"Uh, a tip?" Valerie asked, still holding on to Alexandra. "You didn't even help her, why would we tip you?"

"You do not have to tip us, if you would like us to stay in the room with you. If you would like us to leave, give us a tip" the other of the two women said.

"Are you kidding me? No. Just go away!" Valerie yelled out.

"Whatever, it's fine Val." Valerie glared over at Alexandra, her name was not Val. "You can have 100BP each to fuck off, does that work?" Alexandra offered.

"Yes we will fuck off. Sweet dreams." Said both women together, and they left.

"Oh my god my feet are killing me already. Please help me to the bed, wait, only one bed, seriously?" Alexandra asked. Valerie helped her over to the bed. Indeed there was only one bed. The room was beautiful, in a somewhat industrial kind of way. The floors were marble, there was gold trim everywhere, it felt huge and open. Still though, only one bed. A double.

Finally sitting down, Alexandra did what she could to take the pressure off her feet. She tried massaging them though the thick latex. She realized she was still naked, but had to accept that Valerie was going to be seeing a lot of her.

"Look, Val, I'm sorry. I should have asked, not ordered. It was just a a lot in the moment for me to process."

Valerie sighed, she was stuck with her for a while, better try to make nice. At least as long as Alexandra had more VP. She really needed to get some more points so she could tell this bimbo off, but for now, better play nice.

"No, I get it. It's ok. It's a lot. Actually I could use a walk for fresh air. See you in a bit." She made sure to stare at the wardrobe/safe key sitting on the bedside table for long enough for Alexandra to notice, then left the room. Those airheads hadn't shown them how to close this massive door, but it didn't matter as it automatically swung closed behind her.

She started to walk down the hallway but then stopped. She felt like she really had to go back and check on Alexandra. She didn't want to, she tried not to, but she did. She found herself walking back, swiping the wall to reveal the keyboard and slowly typing. She really did try to resist, but to no avail. The door swung open and saw Alexandra on her knees in front of Valerie's wardrobe, the door open and her hands on a dress.

Alexandra turned her head, caught in the act. "What are you doing? Was this just a set up?" She screamed.

"No I'm so sorry, I really did want you to get some clothes. I tried to walk away but I couldn't, my body **** me back. I think it's what Isla said, we can't help you. Since it wasn't an accident that I left my key, it doesn't count. I'm so sorry."

Alexandra felt something click in her head. She knew she'd never wear less than a 2" heel, if she ever got these boots off.

"Fuck" she screamed.