Date in the Dungeon

Round 4 - Monday - Day of Yaz’ date

Alexandra’s ass was sore. After explaining the situation Jenny had gleefully given her 10 spanks. Sarah was more sympathetic but still piled on. She’d considered waiting to ask the others but Jenny altered everyone and soon a line had formed. “Ouch!” She cried out as Yaz finished her 10. Valerie was next but must have noticed she’d reached her limit.

“Back off everyone, she’s had enough for now.” Valerie announced. Valerie knelt down in front of her, “You ok?”

“Yeah, thanks kid.” Alexandra was confused, why did she call her kid? She was much younger, and definitely much less mature, but still, she had a name right? Still, she couldn’t figure out what it was.

“Kid? That’s how you see me?” Valerie asked.

“No…I mean. Yes? I don’t know. I can’t remember your name except for kid.”

Valerie groaned, “Fine. Not your fault. It’s a punishment for me. You want a drink? Trinity is making cocktails.”

“Sure…what kind of cocktails?”

“Well…” Valerie chuckled, “let’s just say she’s creative.”

Alexandra crawled along behind Valerie as she led her over to the table where Trinity was. “Alexandra! Vally! Can I get you girls anything? Ooh, I know just what you need.” Trinity moved quickly and handed Alexandra a drink. It was an interesting colour, she was nervous to try it but Trinity seemed so excited she had to try it.

She immediately spat it out, “Trinity, what the fuck?”

“Oh you didn’t like it. Noted! Milk, orange juice and tequila is bad. Got it. Ok, try this one.” Alexandra screwed up her face but decided to give it a shot. This second drink looked a lot better, “Oh. Wait. That’s good. What’s in it?”

Trinity shrugged, “Don’t know. I just dumped some of my failures together. Glad you like it. How about you, Vally, you want something?”

Valerie groaned, “Vally might be the worst…ok, how about just a glass of wine.”

Trinity frowned, “That’s boring. But fine. Let’s see, we have red or really red.”

“Really red?” Valerie asked.

“Sure,” Trinity uncorked a bottle and poured it out, “Here you go.”

“TRINITY” They all turned to see Yaz waving at them, “GET OVER HERE.”

Trinity shrugged, “Sorry gals, duty calls. I promised Yaz I’d be her partner in the next game of beer pong.” Trinity grabbed herself a bottle and headed off.

Valerie sipped her wine, “She’s wild isn’t she?”

Alexandra nodded, “Do you think the transformation is going to change her?”

“No way,” Valerie shook her head, “She’s a **** of nature. Actually I’m a little worried. If she’s in charge of the household, and we are part of the household…”

Alexandra frowned, “No…I mean…it’s an exit transformation. It’s not going to help her right? Right?”

Valerie didn’t answer, she just sipped her drink and shrugged.

Eric held the ball in his hand as he took aim. He was just about to release it when Trinity and Yaz pulled down their tops exposing their breasts. He turned his head to look just as he let go causing the ball to go wildly off course.

Both women laughed and shook their chests before covering back up, “Men, so easy.” Trinity laughed.

“Ok, my turn.” Yaz grabbed the ball and shot, hitting one of their cups. Trinity shot her ball right after, missing wide.

“Fuck,” Marcos said beside him, “I got this one.” Marcos drained the glass and grabbed the ball. “You ladies are beautiful but that trick won’t work twice.” He aimed carefully and sank the ball. Eric’s shot bounced off the rim but missed.

“Hmm…why don’t we make this more interesting?” Trinity asked as she fished the ball out of her cup. “We still have that armbinder Beatriz was wearing. One of the losing team members put it on?”

Eric looked over at Marcos, “What do you think?”

“Well, I am not going to let you wear it right before your date. So I guess it would be me. Ya, fuck it. Let’s win this game.”

Eric thought it was pretty good odds. Trinity had missed wide with every single shot, and Yaz had only just managed to sink her first. Meanwhile Eric and Marcos only had a single cup left.

“Excellent. Ok, ready Yaz?” Trinity’s shot landed in one cup. Yaz’s in another. Per the rules of their game they got their shots back. Trinity hit another cup. Yaz hit another. They got the balls back again with only one cup left. Both women shot at the same time. Both balls sailed into the final cup, winning the game.

Yaz stuck out her tongue, “Did you forget? I’m 22 now. What do you think I’ve been doing the last four years? You two are old, when was the last time you even played beer pong?”

“Ya, and you really thought I’d miss so badly? Please, I’m awesome at everything.” Trinity added.

Eric laughed, he should have known better than to bet against Trinity. “Sorry buddy.” He said to Marcos.

Marcos shrugged, “It’s alright. Yaz just don’t make me wear it all night ok?”

Yaz helped him into the armbinder, “Ok. I promise I will let you out before I leave for the Master suite with Eric.”

Trinity grinned, “So I guess no rematch then?”

Eric shook his head, “I’m obviously no match for you two. Why don’t you two play each other?”

“Oh ya. That’s a good idea.” Yaz grinned and started to reset the table.

“Certainly, hey Yaz? Want to make another bet?”

Eric sighed, “I wouldn’t Yaz. Don’t forget you have to keep all your promises.”

Yaz waved off his concern, “What’s your proposition Trinity?”

Trinity tapped a finger on the table, “Hmm.. Oh I got it. Normally I’d try to weasel my way into the Master Suite, but I’ve decided to spend this last night apart. So instead I want you to make Eric happy. If I win you must promise to use that knowledge from your total recall transformation to give him exactly what he wants.”

Yaz frowned, “Isn’t that what I was going to do anyway?”

“If so then it should be easy to promise.” Trinity smiled back at her.

“Fine, I promise if you win I’ll use my total recall knowledge to give him exactly what he wants. What about if I win?” Yaz put a hand on her hip questioningly.

“Oh, I guess that’s a possibility,” Trinity winked, “Ok, if you win I’ll let you put the armbinder on me after you take it off Marcos.”

Yaz smiled, “Deal.” Eric and Marcos stood to the side and watched the two women square off.

Trinity took the early lead, but Yaz closed the gap and tied it 4-4. “Hmm, not too shabby Yazzy.”

Yaz stuck out her tongue, “Don’t call me Yazzy!” She sunk her next shot.

“Fuck, this isn’t good.” Trinity missed her next two shots. Yaz was able to capitalize and end the game.

“Ha! I win. Marcos come here.” Marcos obliged and walked over to her.

“Wait…you aren’t leaving now are you?” Trinity asked.

Yaz finished freeing Marcos and started walking towards Trinity with the armbinder, “No. I only promised him I’d free him before I left. It’s before. Turn around.”

Trinity groaned but turned around. Yaz pulled the armbinder up and padlocked it on. “I was so sure I’d win.” Trinity complained.

Eric laughed and put an arm around Trinity, “Oh you look lovely like this.” He kissed her. “Maybe you actually meant to lose?”

Trinity laughed, “No. Really. I did my best. Good job Yaz.”

Yaz gave a thumbs up, “Oh and Trinity, I think I’ll let Marcos have the key.” She handed it to Marcos.

Marcos grinned, “You know who would really enjoy this…” He looked around and spotted Beatriz. She was dancing with Mali and Stephanie, wearing nothing but a thong bikini bottom. “Beatriz!” He shouted.

“Stop. Marcos, you do not have permission to talk.” Trinity said.

Marcos shut his mouth but kept waving. Beatriz saw and ran over, “What’s up. Ooh, Trinity, looking good!” Beatriz didn’t hesitate, she went straight to Trinity and pulled her dress down exposing her breasts. She immediately started to grope her, “Thanks for the heads up Marcos.”

Marcos gave her a thumbs up.

“Oh, she took away your permission? Sweet. Marcos, come dance with us.” Beatriz grabbed his hand and pulled him away.

Trinity looked over at Yaz and Eric, “Little help?”

Eric just smiled, “Why? I think you look good this way. Let’s go check on what the others are up to.” He put one arm around Trinity and the other around Yaz and led them away.

Jenny was sitting in a beach chair sipping on her weird mixed drink. Trinity had basically added a little bit of everything, it was…interesting. She looked over at Sarah, she had wisely chosen a beer. Poor Isla was stuck with nothing. She was just kinda lying there with her eyes glossed over. Jenny had offered to get her something and help her drink it but she’d just moaned out a reply.

Oh well, Isla wasn’t her problem. She smiled, “Sarah, what about a beach wedding?”

“Why so you fit in? Bikini wedding dress?” Sarah asked.

“Ooh. I didn’t even think of that. Yeah, put that in the pro column.”

“Well, a beach wedding would be ok. But I think we can rule out a winter wedding.”

“Ya, even in a fur bikini I’m done with the cold. I love Toronto, but I miss the mild Victoria winters.”

Sarah shrugged, “Toronto’s not that bad. Ooh, maybe we should buy you some transformation to keep you warm no matter what the weather?”

“...That’s a good idea. I mean, ya. Ok, let’s see.” She pulled out her phone. “Ok, I found it. Only 20000 BP.”

Cold never bothered me anyway - Jenny won’t ever be bothered by cold temperatures. She will still have the intellectual understanding that she’s experiencing cold, but her body will behave as it the weather is at least 21°C

Jenny 22900 BP -> 2900 BP

“That’s great. Now we don’t have to leave Toronto.” Sarah said smiling, but Jenny saw some hurt underneath that smile.

Jenny frowned, “Oh honey, why didn’t you tell me you didn’t want to leave? I just…” Jenny shook her head, she’d never really thought about what she was saying. She’d said it loudly, many times, that now they all had to move somewhere warm. Except she didn’t have family in Toronto, or any ties except her job. And Toronto wasn’t exactly a hotspot for bikini models. Sarah had her whole family there. So did Eric and Stephanie. And then Marcos and Beatriz would be very far from their families. “Sarah, I’m sorry. I wasn’t really thinking about anyone else when I was saying those things. I love you, and I’d never do anything to hurt you on purpose. I don’t care where we live. Fuck we can move to Iqaluit if you want. As long as you are there, that’s where my home is.”

Sarah smiled and came over to cuddle on the beach chair together. Their sweet tender moment was interrupted by moaning from Isla. Jenny turned to look at her, “Um, Isla? Do you need something?”

Isla looked very ashamed, “Sorry…ugh…punishment. Horny.”

“Oh, well why didn’t you say so.” She kissed Sarah and got up. She spotted Mali dancing and ran over to her, “Mali! Come here, your services are needed.” She brought Mali back to Isla. “Isla needs to cum. Do whatever you want, just make her cum until she tells you to stop.”

Jenny didn’t want to stay so she pulled Sarah to standing, “So future wife, wanna dance?”

Sarah blushed, “Oh, I'm not much for dancing.”

“Nonsense, let’s go.” She pulled Sarah along. Reluctantly at first, but soon with vigor Sarah started to dance with Jenny. As a smile crept onto her face Jenny smiled too, “See? Having fun?”

“Ok, fine. You win.” Sarah said giggling.

Alexandra watched everyone dancing with a frown on her face. With her current punishment she couldn’t join them, and she loved to dance. Sighing, she took another sip of her drink. Everyone was dancing now, except for Isla and Mali doing…something. Everyone except her. She drained the rest of her glass and set it down.

She was crawling away when she heard a noise behind her. Turning around she saw Eric walking towards her. He reached her and knelt down, “Sucks huh?” He asked.

Alexandra looked down, “Ya. Normally I don’t mind crawling, but it’s hard watching others dance.”

Eric smiled, “Well then let’s dance. If I may?” He held out his hand. She was confused, but took it anyway. He surprised her by picking her up and holding her against him.

“Eric! What are you doing?” She wrapped her arms around his neck so she wouldn’t fall. He held her back and carried her over to where everyone else was dancing.

“We’re dancing, what does it look like?” He started to spin and twirl while carrying her around. It felt strange at first, but she let herself lean into him and enjoy it.

Alexandra felt happy, she whispered to him, “Trinity’s a lucky girl Eric.”

Trinity was close enough to hear her, she caught Alexandra’s eye and shook her tits at her, “You mean Eric’s a lucky guy. I mean, look at these.”

Alexandra laughed, “Yes. That’s what I meant.”

The music suddenly turned off and they heard a glass clinking. Eric turned to look and Alexandra tried to turn in his arms to see. She saw Ciela standing nearby holding a glass of champagne. She tapped it again and Alexandra was on the floor with a glass in her own hand. Looking up at Eric and the others she noticed everyone had a glass.

“Hello everyone, sorry to interrupt. I just wanted to offer a toast to Eric and Trinity. I think I speak for everyone when I say we are so excited for your wedding tomorrow. I know you two are going to make each other very happy.

I also wanted to give credit for this party to Sarah and Marcos who did most of the planning, and Yaz for giving up some alone time to share Eric with everyone.

Finally I wanted to bring everyone's attention to the giant pile of logs and sticks. I’m in a good mood so I’ve decided to grant Jenny’s request,” Alexandra heard Jenny whoop in response, “and let her light the bonfire in a very special way. Kiki, bring Jenny her weapon.”

Jenny ran over to Ciela as Kiki approached. She carried a steel cylinder connected to some kind of tube by a hose. Alexandra had no idea what it was. Jenny was basically vibrating and her tits were threatening to bounce out of her bikini. Kiki handed the tube to Jenny and turned a handle on the cylinder. Kiki pulled something out of her pocket and clicked it by the tube and a flame shot out of it.

Jenny turned the tube towards the pile of logs, about 10 meters away. “Hit it Kiki!” She cried. Kiki opened the valve on the cylinder all the way and the flame expanded away from the tube, enveloping the log pile. Even from where she was kneeling Alexandra could feel the heat radiating from the fire. Over the roar of the fire Alexandra could hear Jenny squealing.

Eventually Kiki turned the cylinder off and the flames disappeared from the tube, but now the bonfire was roaring. Jenny looked over at Kiki, “Oh come on. Let me burn something else.”

Ciela just smiled, “I’m glad you had fun.” She turned to face the rest of them, “Just FYI the roommate rules are still in effect tonight but I’m going to have Kiki and Fifi set up three tents on the beach. Anyone who wants to stay, with their roommates, may sleep here. Or else the golems will be happy to row you back to the boat. Breakfast is still at 8am, in the dining room. If you stay on the island don’t worry, Fifi will stay here with the rowboat overnight. Enjoy the party, I’ll leave you all to it.”

Ciela disappeared and everyone was silent for a moment, watching the fire. Then Jenny yelled, “Let’s par-tay!” She ran over and turned the music back and then grabbed Sarah and started dancing again. Alexandra laughed and decided she didn’t need to be carried. She started moving her upper body to the music.

Eric offered to pick her up again but she shook her head, “I’m good. Thanks. You really cheered me up. Valerie looks lonely, go check on her.” Eric nodded and headed away.

Once Eric was gone Beatriz ran up and jumped onto her knees in front of Alexandra, “Nice moves Alexandra, want to dance with me?” Beatriz started dancing on her knees too.

Alexandra smiled, “Thanks. You’re a good friend. Well, when you aren’t groping me.” She said sticking out her tongue.

As soon as she said that Beatriz’ hands shot out to touch Alexandra’s breasts. “Sorry, you mentioned your tits and I just had to. These things are phenomenal.”

Alexandra shook her head, “Right. My fault. I’d get you back but I feel like you’d enjoy that too much.” Beatriz’ grin confirmed it. Still Beatriz wasn’t really bothering her. It was nice to have friends. She closed her eyes and let the music move her body and just let herself enjoy the night.

Yaz had gone ahead with Isla to prepare for Eric. She’d asked Kiki to row back and pick him up immediately, so they didn’t have a lot of time. She had brought Isla to the dungeon, “So Isla you are good with the plan?”

Isla nodded, “Yes. I’m ready.”

“Ok. This is my date, but I promise not to hog Eric all night. Still you are going to have to wait at times. Ok, finish up.” Yaz led Isla over to the table and locked a collar on. Then she helped her onto her knees and put cuffs on her ankles. She used short chains to lock the ankle cuffs to her harness at the same connection point as her wrist cuffs. Then she pushed a ring gag into her mouth and locked it on.

For herself she took off her clothes and put on a collar as well as cuffs on her wrists and ankles. Although she didn’t put any chains on herself, she knelt down naked beside Isla and waited for Eric.

They didn’t have to wait long for Eric to open the door and walk inside. He grinned when he saw them kneeling there, “Well, what do we have here?”

Yaz smiled, “Just two sluts ready to serve you.” She kept her head down as Eric got closer and closer. He put his hand under her chin and lifted her gaze to meet his.

“Both of you look gorgeous. I am lucky indeed. Your intentions here are somewhat obvious, but before we start I want to ask, what do you want from tonight?”

Yaz smiled, “I already told you. We are here to serve you. Fuck us. Tie us up. Whatever you want.”

Eric nodded, “Ok. I’m happy to do that. I know you’ve played the submissive before, but I thought you preferred to be dominant? And what about your brain pop, do you want me to trigger that?”

“I’ve come around on that. I think I don’t want to be submissive towards the other girls, but to you? Ya. Tie me up and fuck me silly. After last time I couldn’t stop fantasizing about it. As for the brain pop, I’m good to turn my brain off for the night in exchange for pleasure. Like I said, fuck me silly.”

Eric turned to Isla, “You feel the same way? You want to be my submissive and be fucked silly?” Isla was gagged, but she nodded enthusiastically.

Eric nodded and stood up. He grabbed a blindfold off the table and put it on Yaz. She could hear him moving things around but no had no idea what he was up to. Finally she felt him pull her wrists together behind her and she heard a click. She tried, but her wrists were now locked together. Then pressure on her arms **** her to a standing position. Her arms were held away from her body behind her. He must have hung a chain or rope from the ceiling and locked her wrist cuffs to it.

Then he felt his hand on her legs and he pushed her ankles apart. She was confused when she felt him remove the wrist cuffs, but then the cold feeling of steel replaced them. She tried to bring her legs back together but couldn’t move them at all. He must have put a spreader bar there. Then more pressure on her arms as he raised the cuffs higher and higher.

“Yaz, tell me when you feel pain.” She heard him say. He continued to raise her arms, forcing her to bend at the waist.

“Pain.” She finally said and immediately she felt relief as he lowered them again. Not all the way, just backing off slightly. She felt a slight stretch, this pose was uncomfortable, but it wasn’t painful.

What was painful was the sudden pinch in her nipples as he added clamps. She did her best not to cry out. She waited for something else to happen, but he appeared to be leaving her alone. Then she heard a glug glug sound, oh, he must be using Isla’s mouth. Eventually she heard him grunt as he came down Isla’s throat.

Isla + 5 VP

“So Isla, what do you think of Yaz’s position?” She heard him say.

“She looks uncomfortable.” Was Isla’s response. He must have removed her gag.

“She probably is, maybe you can help her out. Yaz I’ll give you an option. I’ve decided to spend some BP but I need time to look through my options. Option A) Isla eats you out while I shop, only stopping when I’m done. Option B) I give Isla a vibrator and the instruction not to let you cum until I’m done shopping.”

Yaz was torn. She wasn’t gay, but blindfolded, tied up, what did it matter whose lips were on her. She was already pretty horny and didn’t want to be teased for an unknown length of time.

“Tick tock Yaz.” Eric teased.

Then she felt a breath on her ears and then Isla whispered, “Pick A. You won’t regret it.”

“A!” Yaz cried out, deciding on a whim. Moments later she felt Isla licking her thighs. She shuddered in her bondage as Isla started to tease her. “Stop teasing and make me cum.” She demanded.

Suddenly she felt something pushing against her mouth, it was the ring gag. She opened to allow Eric to push it in. She heard him buckle it closed, “Shh, you aren’t in a position to make demands. Now enjoy it.” She felt him kiss her forehead and then heard him walk away.

Down below Isla was still teasing her, slowly working her tongue around her labia. She moaned into the gag as she felt the heat rising within her.

Eric sat in a chair and watched the two women. Isla’s eyes were closed, kneeling and worshiping at Yaz’s pussy. Yaz shook and moaned as Isla teased her. Eric looked down at the tablet and found the perfect purchase. For a cheap 500 BP he made it so Yaz couldn’t cum without his permission. “Isla stop teasing her, try your best to make her cum.”

Eric 2800 BP -> 2300 BP

Of course he wasn’t about to tell them it was futile. He turned back to the tablet as Yaz’s moans got louder and louder. He wanted to use up as much as he could today, he didn’t want to be stuck with any leftover. He wasn’t sure what Ciela had been spending her BP on but he didn’t want any last minute surprises. He found a few more purchases.

Sharing is caring - Select a transformation and copy it to another girl for 4 hours 500 BP

He bought it twice, giving Isla Sweet and Sensitive and Yaz' Moo.

Since they were both lactating now he boosted their productions for 100 BP each. Then he spent another 100 BP on all three of them giving them enhanced stamina for the night.

Eric 2300 BP -> 800 BP

That was enough for now, he set the tablet aside and looked up at the girls. Isla was going at it passionately, Yaz did taste amazing after all. Yaz was shaking in her bonds, **** to cum but unable to even beg for it.

He stood up and walked over to Yaz, he stroked her hair. “Yaz, do you want to cum?” She nodded and moaned, “Ok. Make me cum and you have permission to cum yourself.” He was already naked so he grabbed the back of her head and shoved his cock inside her mouth. He felt her attack his cock with her tongue, desperately trying to get him off. He gently pulled back on her head, “Whoa, slow down. Take your time.” Yaz groaned, but did as he requested.

He enjoyed the sensations as she worked on his dick, gently guiding her head back and forth. Finally he pulled back and came on her face. As soon as his cum hit her face she started shaking. If not for the gag she probably would be screaming in pleasure as she finally orgasmed.

Blowjob + 5 VP (Yaz)

Facial + 3VP (Yaz)

Ate her out + 4 (Isla)

He wordlessly slid Isla away from Yaz. Then he approached Yaz and reached down with one hand to finger her. She moaned and bucked her hips at his touch. Pulling his finger out he put it into her mouth instead and she quickly licked it clean. He reached around and unbuckled the ring gag.

Then he walked behind her and unclipped her wrists from the chain holding them up, and then from each other. He slowly lowered her hands to a neutral position. “So Yaz, Isla was working on your for a while. How many orgasms did you have?” He asked, already knowing the answer.

“Just one. You did this, didn't you? That’s what you bought?” She replied.

Eric smiled, “Well it seems your IQ hasn’t been too badly affected. Yes, you can’t cum without my permission, at least for a little while. Would you like to cum again?”

“Yes please.” She said instantly, “Please let me cum.”

Eric ran his hand down her spine, “Well do you think you deserve it? Poor Isla did all the work, how are you going to repay her?”

“I’ll milk her. I promise…” As soon as she said promise Eric stopped her with a finger over her mouth.

“Shh. No promises. Not yet anyway. I don’t want you to accidentally make a promise you don’t really want to keep. How about this, promise to use your mouth to empty her the next time she moos and I’ll eat you out myself.”

“I promise. I promise. Next time she moo’s I’ll use my mouth on her tits until she’s empty.”

Satisfied Eric moved, reached down and picked Isla up. He carried her over and set her down on a table. Then he helped Yaz awkwardly walk/hop over to the table so she was looking straight at Isla. Or would be, if not for the blindfold. “Isla, moo for me. Yaz you may cum when she’s totally empty.”

“Moo.” Isla said. She wasn’t full yet, but Yaz’ promise said nothing about that. Eric helped push her head forward until she found Isla’s tit. Isla started to moan immediately as Yaz suckled. Then Eric got down on his knees and started to eat Yaz out. She tasted amazing. As he licked he heard Isla loudly cumming as one tit was drained, then the other. As Yaz was finally able to stop sucking and pull back she came and might have fallen over if not for the Isla holding her up.

Master ate her out +4 VP (Yaz)

“How was that?” Eric asked her, standing up.

“Moo!.” said Yaz. Eric chuckled as a confused look appeared on her face, “Moo?”

“Oh yes, didn’t I mention? I gave you each a transformation from the other. Don’t worry, Isla’s going to help you out while I fuck you.”

He made eye contact with Isla who nodded, then he lined himself up and thrust into Yaz. Yaz moo’d loudly as he filled her. Isla clamped down on one nipple and started to suck. “Yaz, you do not have permission to cum. This is about my pleasure now.”

Eric was quite worked up from the scene he’d set up, and he took that out on Yaz now. He pounded her pussy until she was shaking from desire. Yaz desperately wanted to cum and was feeling overwhelmed from the stimulation. Finally Eric thrust all the way in and let go, filling her up. Isla was still sucking away so he made her stop and replaced her. Yaz’ milk was sweet and delicious, probably because of her other transformation.

Sex with Master + 10 VP (Yaz)

Once she was empty she started to beg, “Please. Please let me cum. I’ll promise whatever you want.”

Eric pulled off her blindfold. She blinked to adjust to the light. “I wonder,” Eric thought about the possibilities involved in these promises, “Promise me that you won’t say anything without my permission until midnight tonight and you may cum once. Promise me that you’ll keep your eyes closed unless I give permission until midnight tonight and you may cum again.”

Yaz immediately screamed out the first promise and shook as she came. She opened her mouth, presumably for the second promise, but nothing came out.”

Eric smiled, “You have permission to say a promise, nothing more.”

Yaz said the promise, then immediately closed her eyes and came again. Eric walked Yaz over to a post that rose about 4 feet out of the ground. He locked her wrist cuffs to it. Then he brought over an automatic whipping machine and set it up behind her. The machine would spin, sending a whip to strike her. Then it would adjust its height and do it again. He wasn’t sure how hard it could go, but he’d tested it before.

He set it to the lightest setting and turned it on. It hit Yaz on the back and she flinched, but didn’t cry out. At this speed it was enough to make itself known, but not much else. Instead of causing pain, he just wanted it to stimulate her while he was busy with Isla. “Yaz you have permission to speak only if the machine starts to hurt. Then you may ask for help. Otherwise, enjoy.”

He went back to Isla, still waiting on the table in her bondage. “Ok Isla, your turn. What should I do with you?”

“Whatever you want Eric.” Isla replied.

Eric reached out and pinched her nipple, “Whatever I want huh?” He let go and looked her up and down, “You know Isla you are very hot, and you play the role of the submissive pretty well. You are a good play partner but…”

“But what?” Isla asked, confused.

Eric shrugged, “But what do you really want? Why are you here? Yaz is here because it's her date night, and in the dungeon specifically because she knows we both enjoy it. I want to make her happy, and she wants to make me happy. We might not be all the way in love, but we are more than just fuckbuddies.

You though? I want to know why you came with her. Why did you agree to this, being a sub? Are you trying to save yourself from elimination? You are here for VP only? You wanted a shot at Yaz and thought this was a good chance? Or you are just horny and want me?”

Isla shook her head, “No. I mean yes. Well. Fuck. Ok, well you know I can’t lie, but it can be hard to be honest when you don’t know your true feelings. Ok, please let me finish. I want to get it all out.

You know I have the transformation that makes me love being bound. I can’t say that I was ever submissive before, but it’s a natural role now. I have to admit I’ve enjoyed being dominated so far.

I am here to get VP. I am not JUST here for VP, but I really do want as much as I can get. V reset me so I can get quite a bit from you if you’ll let me.

Fuck it. I think Yaz is really hot. I mean ya her body of course, but I’ve wanted her since I first recruited her for Harem hotel. I know she isn’t gay, but I’m happy to play with her.

Also I do find you quite attractive. I’m not saying I have feelings for you, but ya, I came here so you could fuck me. Like Yaz said, tie me up and fuck me silly.”

Eric considered what she’d said, all true of course. He nodded, “Ok, I can do that.” He reached out and undid the chains holding her ankles to her waist. Then he led her over to the post where Yaz was tied and he took a padlock and her harness to the pole. Isla was so much shorter than Yaz she was left staring at the other woman’s chest.

Eric positioned himself behind Isla and quickly entered her. She moaned and moved her head forward into Yaz’ chest. Yaz felt the contact and tried to look but wasn’t able to open her eyes. Eric fucked Isla with abandon, slamming into her over and over again. Then he reached around to tweak her nipples, causing her to cum loudly as milk sprayed onto Yaz.

As he thrust he remembered that she wanted as many VP as possible, so he decided to give it to her. He pulled all the way out and then slowly pushed into her asshole instead. Isla didn’t complain, instead he saw her bite her lip and he felt her push back against him trying to get him deeper. He continued to play with her nipples as he made slow strokes in her ass, eventually building up speed until he was ramming her again and again.

Finally he came, filling her up. She moaned loudly and buried her face in Yaz’ tits.

Sex with Master + 10 VP

Anal Sex + 15 VP

Eric pulled out and slapped her on the ass. “How was that?” He asked, “Silly yet?”

Isla shook her head, “No. Give me more.”

“What about you Yaz, you may speak to answer.”

Yaz shook her head too, “No. Fuck me again.”

“Well if you two insist.” He smiled, it was going to be a long night.

Isla +34 VP (96 VP 7th)

Yaz +22 VP (118 VP 4th)