A fresh start

Valerie had seen more semen in the last 24 hours than many people would see in their lifetimes. She'd purchased a transformation for Eric, 'One man bukkake', and then blown him over and over to fill up those jugs for Mistress. She made sure his transformation would wear off before her actual date with him, and used her mouth specifically so she'd get no VP from it.

She was trying to show him that she could do something for others, that she was worthy of a second chance.

Of course she was doing it for selfish reasons. She didn't care if Mistress was too dehydrated to compete tomorrow, but she saw a chance to improve herself in his eyes and took it.

Now she had an actual date to plan. She wanted a fresh start with Eric and so had chosen to take him to one of her favourite pastimes. - - - - - -

They were on the deck of the ship. Valerie had invited him to go golfing. Eric wasn't a fan of the sport. A good walk spoiled, as famously said. Still he was willing to try it for Valerie. He had been touched that she'd gone out of her way to look out for Jenny. As awkward as it was being 'milked' for his sperm, it was worthwhile to help her out.

He was struggling to contain his arousal right now. Even though Valerie had already blown him this morning, he found himself getting stiff again. She wore a white blouse with a very short pleated skirt. He had a hard time focusing on anything except her deep valley of cleavage or her practically non existent skirt.

They were at the ship's driving range. Somehow, must be magic, floating platforms kept pace with the boat to serve as targets.

"So do you golf much?" Valerie asked him.

"No. Never. Unless mini golf counts." He told her.

"Not even close. Don't worry, I'm something of an expert. My father insisted I learn. He said real business happens on the green."

"Ya I've heard that too. Lots of golfers at the firm, but I was never tempted to join them."

"Nonsense. I'll show you. There's nothing like getting the perfect swing and watching the ball soar through the air."

Valerie set down her first ball and swung. She watched the ball sail over the edge and land on a platform 180 yards away.

Eric was too busy watching her ass as her skirt rode up during his swing. Get a grip, he told himself. Why was he so horny all of a sudden? She'd tried teasing him endlessly and he'd had no problem resisting. Now his shorts felt tight and he was totally unfocused.

So unfocused he didn't realize she had been talking to him.

"Hello? Earth to Eric?"

"Sorry. Lost in thought. Nice swing."

"I was asking if you wanted to hit a few yourself. I can help with your form."

Valerie was a little confused. She had tried teasing him before unsuccessfully and now she was actually just trying to golf. Sure she'd dressed a little slutty for him, but she loved golfing and was honestly here to golf.

Eric set a ball on his tee and stood beside it ready to hit. He was about to swing when Valerie stopped him. "Oh no. Not like there. Here, hold it like this. Ok move your feet. Ok when you swing you need to move your hips too, and follow through. Watch me again." This time Eric did try to watch her actual swing. After watching her he did give it an honest try.

It did not go well. It took him three swings to knock it over the side of the ship.

Valerie tried to help him, but it was no use. Eventually he gave up all together and they just talked as she hit ball after ball.

"So did you spend a lot of time golfing with your dad?" Eric asked her.

"No. Almost none. He insisted I learn, but he hired pros to teach me. Even once I started to enjoy it I would ask him to golf with me and he always said no. For him it wasn't that he loved golf, it was just another tool for him to win clients and make deals. As far as he was concerned he didn't need anything from me."

"Wow, that's cold." Eric couldn't imagine the relationship she had with her father.

Eric's parents had been great. He actually had the opposite problem, as a teenager and later as a young man, he'd felt guilty over turning them down as they always wanted to spend time with him.

"Ya, he was, is, cold. Even before my mother died. I think he does love me, but nothing has really mattered to him the way money does. Even mom, I don't know when but at some point she meant less than his job. What about you? Something tells me your parents weren't assholes."

"I'm sorry. That sounds rough. No, not assholes. My dad is a huge nerd. Like seen every episode of star trek, plays dnd every weekend, can name every Hobbit kind of nerd. He always tried to involve me in his hobbies, and always pushed me to try anything new I wanted to try.

My mom loves crossword puzzles, and had me helping her from before I could even read. Even now she texts me almost every day to share a fun clue she solved or asking for help with a tricky one.

My parents weren't as rich as yours, but we were still pretty well-to-do. Enough that I graduated from Yale only tens of thousands in debt. Long paid off now of course. I guess I've lived a pretty privileged life. Even more so now I guess, having a harem of beautiful women thrown at me."

Valerie took another swing. "Pah. Don't beat yourself up. Ya. You had life on easy mode, so what. Anyone who says they wouldn't take advantage of their background is lying. If you ask me you are a pretty upstanding guy despite all your privilege. As for the harem of beautiful women, I mean the whole thing is so fucked up right? Yes I am beautiful, thanks for noticing, but magic? Transformations? It's just so unexpected that fair doesn't even matter. It is what it is." She set another ball down and took another swing.

"Ya. I guess you are right. I suppose I've been struggling to find my place here. You girls are all just trying to survive. I've got everything handed to me. Just sit back and get my dick sucked right? Except it's not just VPs, all my interactions with you matter. If I shun someone, or don't click, it might hurt her. None of this is what I really wanted. I mean don't get me wrong, part of me loves this whole thing. The part of me that controls my fantasies. But the rational part, the part that's in charge, knows how wrong this all is."

"Fuck rational thought. Look none of us were actually happy in the real world. Myself included. Don't tell me you were. Not really. This might be our chance to all be happy, if we can work together. Mistress gets her crazy sex cult, Mistress gets to retire and play animal crossing all day, Mistress can stop sleeping around and just have mind-blowing sex with one partner, Mistress can have someone truly dominate her, Mistress gets to be young and stupid again, Mistress and Mistress get to explore an open relationship together. You get, as you said, a group of beautiful women fighting for your dick. And maybe I get to grow up a little bit, find my own place in the world instead of the one my dad set for me."

Valerie set another ball down and whacked it, sending it past the final platform into the ocean.

"Wow, Valerie. I didn't expect this. You really surprised me today. I think I misjudged you a little, I'm sorry for that."

"No." She shook her head. "I don't think you did. I'm everything you thought I was. Probably worse. Honestly I wasn't trying to help Mistress with her cum problem. I was just trying to manipulate you into giving me another chance. Fuck. I am so stupid. I actually volunteered to be here thinking I'd be your harem queen, but it turns out I'm bottom bitch."

Eric looked at Valerie. This was finally her being sincere. He went forward and hugged her. "You can still be whoever you want to be. You are many things, but you aren't stupid. I knew you were just trying to help Jenny for my sake, but I didn't care. In law we often try to establish motivation, but in the end, the results are what really matters. Come on, you don't seem to need the practice and my stomach is calling for a burger and fries." Eric led her back inside holding her hand. The stalking incident behind them, Eric felt it was time to give her a real second chance.

After dinner Valerie suggested they watch a movie. She selected her absolute favourite movie of all time, A nightmare on elm street. Eric wasn't a fan of horror, but gave it a shot for her.

After the movie Valerie suggested they watch the first sequel, but Eric was getting tired and suggested bed instead. Valerie agreed and they went to get ready.

Before getting into bed Valerie grabbed his hand. "Eric, I had a really good day. Thank you."

"Me too. Really." She smiled and leaned in and gave him a chaste kiss on the lips, then went and got into bed, snuggling under the covers.

Kissed the Master + 3 VP

Eric got into bed too and soon was asleep.

Morning brought the sun, but no Trinity. Eric had gotten so used to her he was lost without the normal routine. He got up and went outside on his balcony. Today was the day of the challenge, and it looked like they'd arrived.

In front of him, towering up in the sky was a very familiar sight. The CN tower was impossible to miss in the Toronto skyline. Somehow, impossibly, he was home.