Three in charge

Three was upset. Master had spent all night alone. Isla had told her to wait, and so she did. It was morning before Isla swung by and released her. Isla claimed she'd been dealing with important captain business, but Three thought she forgot.

Three hurried to the suite. She found Master sleeping on a chair in the entryway. He opened his eyes and she approached.

"Three, what's going on? Where's Valerie? Is it morning?"

"Yes Master. You slept here all night. Valerie didn't come. Isla found her. She punished her."

"Oh my God. I have to go find her." He stood up. "ow, that hurts." He stretched. He was getting too old to sleep on a chair.

"Wait Master. Don't rush out there. She's upset. Not at you, but I don't think you should just go barging in right now. Just take some time, have a shower. I'll get you a coffee and the paper, then you can go see them."

"You're right Three. Thanks."

After a quick shower Eric sat down at a table and thanked Three as she brought him coffee and a newspaper. "I'm sorry Master, Isla made me wait outside all night so I couldn't write the paper. I do have this paper which was written by a couple of the girls before they decided to get out of the news biz."

The New Yaz Times

Top Story: This shall be the first and only edition. These brave reporters have decided to trade in their inkwells for new panties. Be sure to subscribe to the Harem Hotel Gazette for all your news needs.

Best things to do on the ship

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We interviewed the lovely ladies aboard this vessel for their favourite things to do.

Jenny: I've been playing Animal Crossing again. Isla reminded me about it during Trivia and even got me my old save file, for a few BP of course.

Valerie: Leave me alone I'm busy

Alexandra: Anything that doesn't involve walking

Marcos: I've been spending a lot of time on the computer. There is quite a lot to learn on the local network.

Sarah: Marcos and I have been experimenting with different styles for me. I haven't really found what fits yet but it's kinda fun trying

Stephanie: Like totes freaking bout how everyone hates me

Beatriz: Hanging out with Yaz

Yaz: Eric, if you ever want a repeat performance come find me poolside.

That's not all! We also interviewed the crew!

Two-in-Valerie: Oh. I enjoy, uh what's the word, oh, fucking with people

Isla: Oh you want to interview me? Of course dear. Well you know I am so busy running this ship I have little time for anything else, but when I do get the chance to unwind I like to fantasize about all of you fucking each other and the Master in a giant orgy.

Three: Wow I'm so happy you asked me. Well I love writing the paper for Eric, and if you two hadn't accepted these panties to shut down, well, I don't know what I would have done. Oh also, check out the zoo on deck 11. Have you ever seen a penguin before? Adorable! Just stay away from the zebras, they look kind of creepy with that black and white contrast.

There you have it, the fun and disturbing things to do on this boat. We hope you enjoyed the first and only edition of this paper.

"So Master did you like it? Not as good as mine, but Yaz and Beatriz did their best I'm sure."

"Of course Three. I look forward to tomorrow paper." Eric replied.

Jenny and Stephanie got to the great hall first the morning after Valerie's disastrous date. Jenny hadn't really said much to Stephanie since arriving on this boat. Stephanie had been avoiding her and Jenny was glad for it. Something was different yesterday though. Stephanie had come back to the room a different person. Rather than avoid her, Stephanie had tried to talk to her. The bimbo talk was hard, but basically she offered to tell her everything she had hidden. Stephanie knew Jenny may never forgive her, but she decided she wasn't going to give up. She had told Jenny that she wouldn't push, but would always be ready.

Jenny hadn't taken her up last night, but decided to invite Stephanie to breakfast with her. They walked in together for the first time, and even talked about events on the boat.

When they got to the hall and saw the scoreboard, they were shocked.

"Oh em gee, Valerie!" Stephanie said.

"Holy bazookas what happened?" Jenny added.

They didn't have to wait long. Valerie came storming in, with Alexandra hurrying behind her in towering heels.

"Valerie don't!" Alexandra called. Valerie had headed for the slot machine. She was going to make a huge bet. Why not, she thought, the alternative was certain elimination.

Before she could get to the machine Stephanie threw herself in front. "Like no way. Not worth it."

"Move out of the way you fucking bimbo. I'm at -16. This is my only chance to avoid elimination."

"Hellz no. I'm like totally not going nowhere." Stephanie said, crossing her latex clad arms over each other.

Just then Yaz and Beatriz entered the hall. They saw the commotion and rushed over. "What's going on?" Yaz asked.

"Isla. She punished me for avoiding you last night. Now I'm going to get eliminated because this bimbo won't get out of the way."

"Not a bimbo." Stephanie said. "Not moving either. Totes not worth it. Trying to help."

Alexandra stepped beside Stephanie. "She's right. We'll find another way. It doesn't matter how he feels about you, he won't let you get eliminated."

Marcos and Sarah finally entered the great hall. Marcos saw the crowd around the slot machine and noticed the scoreboard and immediately pieced it together. "Valerie, you can't do this. Look at me. For 5BP I lost control of my own arousal for a week. Look at Stephanie, she'll never wear regular clothes again for 5VP. If you make a bet that big and lose, it will be as bad or worse than an exit transformation,and then you'll still get the exit transformation after. You might cease to be a person altogether. Do not do this."

Valerie looked around at everyone and started to cry. It had all been going so well and then she fucked it up like she fucks up everything. Now her only hope was to throw herself at Eric and beg him to have sex with her. It would get her through this round, but would he ever want her again?

Nobody noticed Isla had entered the hall. "Dear friends, why so glum?"

Valerie answered on everyone's behalf. "Isla you have to undo Valerie's punishment. She doesn't deserve it."

"I have to?" She began "I don't think so. I was clear on the rules. She's responsible for her own decisions. The penalty stands. However I am not without mercy. We all know none of the contestants have had sex with Eric yet, so the VP + first bonus would be enough to save you. Easy right?" Isla smiled and stepped closer to Valerie, putting her hand out to cup Valerie's face. "Except, Eric doesn't really want you right now, and do you really want your first time to be a pity fuck? No, of course not. The audience doesn't want that either. Well. Some of the audience. Others would be happy to watch you be

Ravished. So here is what I have for you Valerie, a very special offer. One of the crew told me about your time at Spellz R Us. They had a great time with you and don't want to see you eliminated. She made something specifically for you Valerie. Here, take it."

Isla reached into her jacket pocket and pulled out a tube of lipstick and handed it to Valerie. "Lipstick? I don't get it."

"Yes, magic lipstick. It's a very unique colour, cocksucker red. It will make your lips stand out but also has a rather stimulating effect. Wear this and you can blow yourself out of this hole." Isla took the tube back from her.

"This isn't free though. Nothing is ever really free my dears. It's quite expensive in fact, you don't have enough BP. Not nearly enough. In fact I'm going to need everyone's BP. If all your sisters are willing to give up all they got, then you get this lipstick. It really is all or nothing though. If anyone votes to keep their BP, that's it, no lipstick. To help people vote honestly, it will be a blind ballot. By that I mean I'm going to take everyone's vision." She snapped her fingers and the world went dark for everyone. "Now then, simply raise your hand to donate all your BP. Don't worry, nobody except me will know if you don't."

Yaz was tempted. It would be nice to knock Valerie out. One less person to compete for that wish. Except she wasn't sure she'd be able to keep it a secret forever and she barely had any BP to lose. She raised her hand.

Sarah had the most BP to lose, but she wasn't concerned about that. She felt that Valerie might be better off without it, and that collectively they could buy something better. Except she knew this was a trap, a way for Isla to drive a wedge between them. She raised her hand.

Marcos thought similarly to Sarah, except decided that if Valerie gets this lipstick she will be extra motivated to use it and keep herself in the game. He raised his hand too.

Nobody else even hesitated. They all raised their hands.

"Wow. Not even one of you willing to backstab her? Boring. Oh well. A deal's a deal. Here Valerie, happy sucking." Isla handed her the tube and left.

If anyone had checked, they were all now at 0BP.

"Thank you everyone. I'm so sorry. I'll pay you back somehow, one day." Valerie said. Then before anyone else could talk to her, she ran away.

Valerie said nothing and left the hall. The others ended up sitting down for a quieter than usual breakfast.

Eventually Eric came down and the others filled him in on what happened, and he filled them in on the night before. Alexandra couldn't believe that Valerie had been stalking Eric, but then again, she did seem the obsessive type.

Breakfast was unusually somber. Eric blamed himself. He felt awkward around the girls and left early to go spend time with Three in his room. The others went their separate ways too until only Stephanie was left. She stared at the slot machine and thought about all the mistakes she had made. Before the show and during. She knew she had to break her destructive behaviours somehow. It was time to stop waiting for others to figure out her lies, it was time to finally be honest.

Marcos looked at himself in the mirror one more time. He felt silly, as usual. He still couldn't get used to the woman staring back at him.

His dyed hair had been braided and hung straight down his back. He wore a black short pleated skirt with white knee high socks. No panties, he still couldn't afford to replace them after the theft. No bra either, but that didn't bother him with his small chest. He wore a crop top with Nezuko from Demon Slayer wearing her gag centered on it.

He had succumbed to the new memories bouncing around his head and put on some makeup, just a light touch though. He did look hot. He had to be careful not to think too hard about that though, remembering his embarrassment yesterday.

After seeing Sarah and Stephanie hug it out he had been too aroused to function. He'd managed to find Bea and Yaz by the pool and asked Bea to help him again. Bea had cried that she couldn't do it. Yaz had volunteered and with Bea's permission she took him to her dorm and made him cum over and over again.

Yaz 12 VP -> 22

Except she wasn't like Bea. She hadn't just held a wand to his pussy and waited. Yaz had made him beg. She'd made him touch himself first, made him pinch and twist his nipples. She had drawn it out. It had been excruciating and yet when he'd come it had been the best experience in his life.

That was the worst part. How good it had felt. He had loved the feeling of being helpless, of begging for release. It had awakened a side of him he had always ignored.

He recalled the story he told everyone at Trivia of the orgy. How boring it had been. Except that wasn't the whole truth. The image of his semen on that guy's face has stuck with him forever. It wasn't that he was gay, it was that the man had done it only because his girlfriend ordered him too. He had spent too much time in his youth touching himself to FemDom porn but never had the guts to try it.

He found his culture too patriarchal. Women seemed to want big strong men who would support them and provide for them. They wanted the man to be in charge. He felt nobody wanted a man who wanted her to tell him what to do.

That was one reason why he'd been so drawn to Beatriz. Despite their age gap she never seemed to want him to lead. She was always telling him what to do and she soundly rejected traditional Peruvian gender norms.

In the bedroom he loved how Beatriz took control. Telling him how to pleasure her, pushing him down and riding him. Still he'd been too afraid to ask for what he really wanted. To be totally dominated.

This cruise so far had been a nightmare. He had lost his body, probably lost Beatriz too. The only good thing so far has been the experience with Yaz. He knew if he was ever going to let his guard down and get what he really wanted, it was now.

Putting those thoughts aside lest he arouse himself he looked himself over once more, put on some strappy sandals, and left the room.

He met Eric outside the venue he had prepared.

"Sup Dude." He said to Eric. "You ready to get your ass kicked?"

"Ha. Always." Eric laughed. Marcos had brought them to an arcade. They stepped inside and it was like stepping back into the 80s. The lights, the decor, most of all the rows and rows of classic arcades.

They stayed for a few hours mashing buttons and twirling joysticks to their heart's content. Eventually though Marcos ran out of quarters and it was over. He'd had to trade BP for quarters and couldn't buy any more. Luckily he'd bought the quarters before giving up the rest of his BP this morning.

After the arcade Eric led them back to the suite. Three greated them as usual.

"Good evening Master, Mr. Silva. Can I get you anything?" She looked over at Marcos and winked. He'd asked for her help with his plan and she was excited to get started. Eric didn't notice this exchange and asked Three for some pizza in the theater.

In the theater they kept up their gaming, hooking up an Xbox to the big screen and playing Halo while chowing down on pizza. Well, Eric chowed. Marcos found his new body was full before the first slice was done.

After Marcos had crushed Eric for the last time he turned to Eric. "Look dude, I have something planned for tonight. I think it's going to be awkward for us both, but it also has to happen. I'm not trying to **** you into anything. If you get too uncomfortable you can leave at any time. Just please remember it's my idea, I planned this. I'm going to go get ready, Three will come get you soon. Just hang tight." He got up and left.

Eric said nothing as he left. He was quite worried. He figured it must be a plan like Sarah had. A way to get points. Even though he found his friend very hot, he had noticed his short skirt and shapely legs, he still objectively knew this was a straight man.

After a while Three came in. Her appearance alone was shocking. Three was dressed in a leather corset that pushed her large breasts up but didn't cover them and tall black leather boots. Nothing else, except her chastity belt of course. She carried a black leather crop in her hand. "Please follow me Master." She turned and walked away.

Eric followed her into a part of the suite he'd never been. The dungeon. They had to descend a staircase to enter and as he came to the bottom he saw Marcos ahead.

He was chained standing in the middle of the room. He wore leather cuffs on his wrists and ankles which were chained to anchor points in the floor and ceiling spreading him into a X. He was wearing a black leather blindfold. He was still clothed and was slowly shaking in place.

"Welcome to the dungeon Master." Three began, smiling at him. "Marcos has asked for my assistance in performing for you. You do not need to participate at all, just watch. Of course if you would like to join at any point just let me know. Marcos and I discussed options and limits in great detail."

"What's going on? Marcos you really don't have to do this. I know you want points, but is this really what you want?"

Marcos didn't reply. Three walked over to him and stroked his chest with her crop. "Dear Marcos is not here right now. This fine young specimen presented to you is Mali. For the duration of our presentation, Marcos no longer exists. This little slut has agreed to be my pet for the evening. She is not to speak without my permission. Now Master you may pretend you don't want this but I can see your manhood straining from here. Shall I take care of that before we begin, or are you ready?"

Eric was stunned. This was a whole new side of both of them. He felt wrong, awkward. Like he shouldn't be here. Except just like with Sarah, it was their choice to try to get points. To reject Marcos now would damage their relationship even more than staying. So he told Three to proceed.

Three approached Mali slowly. She ran a finger down her cheek, across her neck to the top of her shirt. She walked away to a nearby table and returned with scissors. Without a word she cut Mali's shirt down the middle and then ripped it open exposing her small breasts and puffy nipples.

Show breasts to Master +3VP

Three leaned in and gave one nipple a long lick. Mali moaned in approval. Then with her other hand she flicked the other nipple causing a slight shriek.

Three took a step back and raised her crop and swiftly brought it down on Mali's chest. Eric whinced and Mali shrieked again, but Eric heard more pleasure than pain in her cry. Three hit her again and again. Each time bringing another moan. Eric saw a thin red line appear where Three had been hitting, but Mali didn't appear to be in pain.

Without warning Three grabbed Mali's skirt and ripped it away, having cut it while Eric was distracted. Eric saw Mali's glistening pussy on full display.

Show Master her pussy +3VP

Three brought her hand down towards Mali's pussy and just before touching her she lightly slapped her. No shriek this time, just a moan. Three slapped her again, harder this time. Another moan.

Three left and returned with a wand vibrator and some rope. She tied the vibrator to Mali's thigh so that the head was barely touching her sex. Three flicked it on and Mali cried out.

Mali began to thrust her hips trying to get more contact and moaning very loudly.

"Please. Please. More." Mali moaned.

Three slapped her across her nipples with the crop. "Naughty girl. No talking."

Three went over to a counter and came back. Eric watched as she put small clamps over Mali's nipples. They were connected to each other by a thin chain. Three gave it a small tug. Mali moaned. "No…no.." she whispered.

Eric was about to say something when Three gave him a glare. He put his hands up. Three went back to the counter and returned with a shiny red ball gag. "You were warned slut." She strapped the gag on Mali. Somehow her moans get even louder.

"She wants to come so badly, but the wand just isn't doing it. I could turn it up, or bring it closer. Hmm. What do you think Master? Has she earned release?" Three shook her head before Eric could reply. "No, I think not. The Master hadn't even cum yet."

Three walked back to Mali and unlocked the chains hanging from the ceiling. Then she pushed Mali's arms behind her and locked the two wrist cuffs together. Three then unlocked the ankle chains too. Mali was weak in the knees and could barely stand. Three grabbed her by the chain between her nipples and pulled her. Mali cried out as the pain in her nipples urged her forward. Three led her to a sybian sitting on the floor. She pushed her down and locked the ankle cuffs to the sybian. She knelt down and turned the machine on low. Mali's soft moans filled the air.

She walked back to Eric and grabbed his hand and brought him in front of Mali. She pulled down his hands and started to stroke his penis. Soon Eric was groaning alongside Mali's moaning. Three increased her speed and aimed his penis at Mali. Eric reached his peak and exploded. Rope and rope shot out and covered Mali's face and chest.

Facial +3VP

First x2

Three released Eric and moved over to Mali. "Good job kitten, our Master approves of your efforts." Three leaned forward and licked cum off Mali's face. "Here is your reward." Three reached down and turned the machine to maximum. Mali was so worked up she came right away.

Three went back to grab her crop and began to whack Mali's tits again and again as she squirmed in the machine. Mali came again and again and again as Three continued.

Came for the master +4 VP

Came for the master +4 VP (-1 for repeat performance)

Came for the master +4 VP (-2 for repeat performance)

Came for the master +4 VP (-3 for repeat performance)

Came for the master +4 VP (-4 for repeat performance)

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What a show! + 10 VP

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Marcos 0VP -> 32

Eventually Three turned the machine off and turned to Eric. "We hope you enjoyed our performance Master. If it pleases you return to your room. We will join you when we are ready."

Eric did as he was told. He was anxious as he waited for them. What the hell was that? Super hot of course, but he had cum on his friend's face.

He waited a while, much longer than he expected. When Three and Mali finally entered he had been lying in bed reading a book.

Three was dressed in her normal uniform. Mali/Marcos was wearing cozy pyjamas. They have obviously showered, they both still had wet hair.

"Marcos, or Mali, are you ok? Really?" Eric asked.

"It's Marcos. I let myself be Mali for that, but I am Marcos again now. And yes. I am ok. As Three said we had discussed in detail what I was prepared to try. That was all very new to me and I found it very intense. Three was very good to me afterwards and I feel great actually."

Eric was still worried about his friend. That seemed pretty **** just for points. He wasn't sure he'd ever forget it. He felt his dick stir just thinking about it.

"Eric, if it's alright with you, I asked Three to join us in bed."

Three gave Eric a devilish smile. "Please Master. Let me cuddle between you two. It would mean so much to me."

Eric nodded. "Of course Three. Let's go to bed."

The next morning Eric woke to find Three and Marcos already gone. As he sat up Three entered.

"Good morning Master. I hope you slept well. I know I did. Mr. Silva gives his apologies but wanted to see Ms. Alvarez first thing. Here, I've brought you coffee and the paper."

Harem Hotel Gazette. Issue 5.

Just two days left until we arrive at your first destination. Here is a preview of what you have to look forward to.

The isle of Effugium is known for its breathtaking views. Views of its inhabitants that is. Everyone living there is very nearly as beautiful as this Editor. With a population of 4, this is one of the largest islands in the region. The four locals have been working hard on designing challenges so challenging that our contestants will truly be challenged.

While you are in Effugium be sure to check out the central stadium. The only stadium on the island. Where the first challenge takes place and where Isla will **** you to go. What a blast!

Fun fact about Effugium stadium, this Editor has never been there!

"So Three, do you know what the challenge actually is?" Eric asked her.

"Not at all. I am just as excited as you to find out. Isla won't tell me. She thinks I can't keep a secret anymore. Something about being too in love with those brainless bimbos and their clueless Master. Not really sure what she meant."

"She's wrong about that Three. I've really come to trust you. Thank you for everything Three, really."

Three was so happy she couldn't speak. She just nodded and left him to finish his coffee in peace.

Eventually Eric decided to get ready and join everyone else for breakfast. When he got there everyone except Stephanie was present.

"So Eric did you fuck him? Marcos won't say but he certainly got a lot of points." Yaz tessed. "What's going on ladies, the man is now in first place?"

Marcos blushed. He had done what he had to do, but he had also enjoyed it. Every bit of it. He didn't want to admit that though. "I'm a competitor, I did what I had to do." He told them.

Before anyone else could say anything Stephanie entered in a hurry. She had psyched herself up for this.

"Good everyone is here. I've lied to everyone my whole life. It's just been who I am. Who I was I suppose. It's time everyone knew the truth."