The End?

Ciela felt the results pour into her head. Her final task as host. She smiled and looked at the others, “Well let's get to it. Let's start with Kali. I know you wanted Harem Feud or Viral sensation but I am afraid that Harem Feud only received 2% of the vote. Viral Sensation did better at 32% but ultimately you get Part Time Pet Girl. I know you might think you'll never use it, but the look on Beatriz's face tells me otherwise.

To use it all you have to do is imagine yourself as a type of pet and how long you want to be that way. Once you are a pet, you won't be able to end it early. Go ahead, test it out.”

Part Time Pet Girl - Kali paid to remove her cat features, but that isn’t because she didn’t want to be someone's pet. She’ll gain the power to transform her body into any type of petgirl she wants to be for up to 12 hours at a time. While transformed society will see her strictly as a pet and not a human.

Kali sighed but Beatriz whispered something in her ear and she nodded. Suddenly horns grew from Kali's head, her breasts swelled, and a large septum ring appeared in her nose.

The transformation only lasted seconds and then she was back to normal, “Great job Kali. So if you had imagined yourself with hooves, or a tail, you could do that too. I'm sure you and Beatriz will have lots of fun with that.

Next up is Beatriz. I didn't get to ask you before, what are you afraid of getting?”

“Well,” Beatriz clicked her tongue, “I'd be happy being free use, and MasterChef isn't really me, but it's fine. ENF would just be annoying. Obviously I don't want to be a bimbo, but I feel like that's where the audience went.”

Ciela nodded, “You got it. 46% chose bimbo, with free use in second at 25%. Sorry Beatriz.”

Bimbo - Beatriz will become a stereotypical bimbo. Her hair will become platinum blonde, she’ll get obvious looking implants, bigger lips, wider hips, and be stuck wearing heels forever. Her intelligence will drop to slightly below average, and her already generous libido will grow even further

Beatriz shrugged, “It's fine. It's not that bad. Kali likes big tits after all.”

Ciela snapped and the transformation began. Her hair grew longer, straightened out, and turned platinum blonde. Her chest suddenly swelled and sat unnaturally high. Her lips swelled and she licked them, then her hips flared out. Finally her flats morphed into heels.

“How do you feel Beatriz?” Ciela asked.

Beatriz giggled and shook her chest back and forth, “Like, I'm totally good. My head was fuzzy for a second, but I'm not a total bimbo. I still know that 1 + 1 = 3!" Beatriz paused for dramatic effect and then laughed, "Just kidding! It's fine. I was never going to be a rocket scientist anyway. Besides, I look hot, right Kali?”

“Glad to hear it Beatriz." Ciela said before Kali could reply, "Alright moving on to my dear sister. Isla, you had one of the tighter races. Survivor only had 2%, but the other three were neck and neck. In the end Motherly Instincts one a a single vote, and second place was decided by a single vote as well. With only two votes separated 3rd from 1st, I didn't think it was fair the the audience to deny them their wishes. So I'm using a veto and giving you all three!"

Motherly Instincts - Isla will always know what to do when it comes to childcare. No matter what childcare related challenge presents itself, she’ll have the tools to deal with it. She’ll also never say no to watching someone else’s child.

Artistic License - Isla’s artistic ability will be tied to the amount of skin she is showing. Wearing modest clothing will leave her ability as an amateur but it will improve as she wears less and less. Her best work will only be possible when she is nude, which will be as if she’s been painting her whole life.

Why buy the cow? - Isla will gain total control over her milk production. She can alter the production rate, taste, colour, etc. She'll be able to produce up to 100 L/day. If she chooses not to milk herself, her MOO! Transformation will still be activated at least once per day.

Nothing visibly changed with Isla, but she smiled, “Actually that's good. Now I don't have to choose between being a mother and an artist. I can do it all. Thank you Ciela.”

“You can do it all…in the nude! Glad to help my sister. Next we have Yaz. You wanted amazing race, but it came in second. Instead you'll get buxom bimbo with 49%. Care to demonstrate?”

Buxom Bimbo - Yaz will be given the option to modify her brain pop. After each orgasm she will instantaneously decide to either drop her IQ, or increase her cup size by one. Cup size increases will last about twice as long as IQ drops

“No thanks.” Yaz sighed.

“Sorry. I have to insist. Trinity?”

Trinity nodded, “I'm on it.” She walked over and touched Yaz, who shuddered and fell to her knees. Trinity zapped her twice more and by the time she stood up Yaz's shirt was straining to contain her breasts.

“Wow you might be as big as Jenny now!” Ciela said, “Fantastic. Next is Valerie. So Valerie, you really didn’t want the chastity belt. It’s true it probably had the biggest drawback of any of these final transformations, but you could do a lot with that powerup…but it looks like the audience agreed with you. That was the third choice. What the audience really wants is to give you lots more transformations, that’s right, Bimbo or Billionaire was the winner with 38%.

Here’s how it works, every morning when you wake up you’ll find a new case beside your bed. It will either contain a billion dollars, which will be automatically deposited with your bank, or a bimbo transformation, which will take effect immediately. All bimbo transformations will last 24 hours.

Now I realize the description before didn’t specify if you had to open the case. So you might think you could just ignore them. Well I’m sorry but that’s just not what the Producers had in mind. As soon as you notice the case, you’ll open it. And don’t even try to avoid it. It won’t end well.

Since you are already awake…here!” Ciela snapped her fingers and a case appeared in Valerie’s hands.

Bimbo or Billionaire - She’s inherited her father’s fortune, and opened one bimbo case, making herself a bimbo and a millionaire. She needs a little bit more money to be both. Every morning she’ll find a case nearby. Each case will have a 0.5% chance of containing a billion dollars and a 99.5% chance of being a bimbo case. Bimbo transformations will last 24 hours. Once she finds the billion, the cases will stop appearing.

Valerie immediately opened it to reveal a bimbo symbol.

There was something written on it that Ciela couldn’t read, thankfully Valerie read it without having to be prompted.

“Compulsion - Flash Photography - You’ll be compelled to flash your tits anytime anyone says Smile, Cheese, or any other photo related prompt to you.

Valerie groaned, ‘This is going to make my work hard,” Then she grinned and looked at Eric, “and maybe something else too?”

“Yes. Perhaps,” Ciela said, “Shall we have a demonstration? Smile Valerie.” Valerie immediately pulled down her top. She held the pose for a few seconds before pulling it back up.

“Great…thanks.” Valerie sighed.

“You’re welcome. Moving on to Jenny. Jenny did have a clear winner, but I'm still going to use a veto! This game is rigged won with 51%, but I'm also giving you the second place, Fashion Forward. Remember you'll only be able to change out of the bikini for work, and Eric can't just hire you to model for him full time. Now, do you have an idea for a wish?”

Fashion Forward - Jenny looks great in a bikini, but it does limit her future modelling jobs. She’ll gain a special exemption to her previous transformation. She’ll be able to wear anything, provided it is part of a modelling job. As soon as the job is over she’ll be **** to change back into swimwear.

This game is rigged - Jenny didn't get her wish, but that doesn't mean her dreams can't come true. She'll get to make her own final wish…at half strength…let's not overdo it

Jenny hummed, “Uh. Sarah's wish. Whatever she was going to wish for.”

Ciela shook her head, “It doesn't work that way. You need to have the intention in your heart. What do you really want?”

Jenny scrunched up her face. She clearly wanted to deflect, but eventually she did start to reflect. Eventually she smiled, “I think I did it?”

Ciela nodded, “Yes. The Producers accepted your wish. Why don't you tell everyone about it.”

Jenny looked around at everyone, “Well. I know Sarah wanted like, ultra bondage world, but I couldn't get that to work for me. Really I didn't have a lot of goals before coming here. I just wanted to live life carefree. Now I've got a beautiful fiancee, a rich sugar daddy," She winked at Eric, "and a dozen amazing friends. I don't really need anything else. But when I think about lounging around doing nothing all day…well, I just can't picture it. I'm going to go back to modeling. Which is something I love doing, but it has a dark side too.

If I can get rid of that part of my experience…well that would make me happy. So I wished for a world in which the #MeToo movement accomplished all its wildest dreams. The pervy producers and directors and photographers etc have all been punished and blacklisted, and the industry is filled with men and women who respect boundaries. It was only a half strength wish so I couldn't apply it to the whole world, but I did apply it as broadly as I could.”

“Thank you Jenny. A wish to benefit women everywhere. Even where it didn't apply, I imagine it will have knock on effects.

Next up is myself. For a while a hint of magic was leading, but in the end Sexretary won 48% to 44%….but I'm using another veto because fuck you I want my magic back. I'm giving myself both of them.”

A hint of magic - Ciela will get her magic back, just a hint of it. Enough to light a birthday cake, levitate a novel, or even cause a wardrobe malfunction. Warning, using magic causes Ciela’s arousal to build, and only the Master can help alleviate that need.

Sexretary - Ciela thinks it's her job to take care of Eric's needs. And she has needs of her own. What are they supposed to do when he's in meetings all day long? Pick this and the world will just understand getting him off is just part of her job, and a perfectly normal activity for her to do anywhere, anytime.

Ciela smiled as she felt the tiny spark of magic flow into her. This wasn't the loaned magic from the Producers. This was all hers. She held up one finger and made a small flame appear. She giggled as it danced around. Finally she composed herself, “Sorry for my outburst. I just realized how much I wanted this. Thank you dear Producers for granting my veto.

The final girl, Sarah. You are not getting a transformation…because the audience is paying for your wedding instead! No tricks. You'll find the contact info for a local wedding planner in your phone. She doesn't know anything about Harem Hotel or magic, but no matter what you ask for she'll somehow find herself able to provide. Anything you ask for will be paid for, don't worry about anything. Wow, I know I'm looking forward to going…wait, I'm invited right?”

The Bachelor - Sarah had to compete on the bachelor despite being the only one in the Harem with no desire to marry Eric. To help compensate her, the Producers have decided to throw her the ultimate wedding for her and Jenny. She’ll gain the contact number for a wedding planner who can make their wildest dreams come true and all expenses will be paid by the show.

Sarah sighed, “Of course you're invited dummy. But wait, I really don't get a transformation? I really kinda wanted one of those.”

“I'm invited? Oh, thanks,” Ciela blushed, “Ok. Um. Sorry I used all three vetos already....oh. I've recieved special permission from the Producers, since your vote didn't result in a transformation, they are given you the option to accept one voluntarily. I'm not allowed to tell you what the runner up is before you agree though."

Sarah smiled, "Hit me. I'll take any of them."

"Very well, the runner up was Programmable. Eric will be able to make you do pretty much anything now, but it doesn't **** you to obey anything he says. He has to have the intention to active it for it to work. Go ahead Eric, give her a command."

Programmable - Sarah yearns to be controlled, but even if she wants to there are some things she just can’t obey. Now she’ll be able to obey nearly any command she’s given by her Master. If he tells her to freeze, she won’t even breathe. If he tells her not to listen, she’ll become deaf. No harm will come to her from these actions, and her body will obey commands even if she can’t hear them.

Eric thought for a moment, "Um. Ok. Sarah freeze." Sarah suddenly became completely still. Eric walked over to her and looked her up and down, "Wow. She really isn't moving at all, not even breathing. Ok let's try this, Sarah cum." Nothing happened, "Sarah unfreeze." Sarah started moving again, breathing heavily, "Are you ok?"

Sarah smiled, "Wow. That was amazing. I felt the orgasm but wasn't able to move, it was incredible. Thank you Eric, thank you Ciela too."

"Don't mention it. Ok, one final vote. Eric. You have a new reputation, 57% of the voters selected it. To clarify some things it doesn't mean you can do whatever you want, it just means that anything you do will eventually blow over. So say you're in a meeting and I come in and blow you. Thanks to Sexretary everyone will think that's normal. But say Trinity comes in and blows you, people will be disgusted and freak out. Act as you'd expect them to act. But, when you go into the office the following week, people will pretend like it never happened, or maybe it was a hoax by someone who hates you. However they rationalize it, they won't blame you. They won't think you are capable of doing something like that. Makes sense?” Ciela asked.

Above reproach - Eric will develop such a good reputation that he never had to worry about long term consequences. He could fuck Trinity in the middle of times square and in a week everyone would believe it was a hoax, it couldn't have been him, right?

Eric nodded, “Ya. So don't go wild, but if Trinity visits me in my office at work, I don't need to be worried about getting caught and losing everything.”

Trinity licked her lips, “I like where this conversation is going.”

Eric chuckled, “I'm sure you do. Ok Ciela, so we are done? We can just…go…?”

Ciela smiled, “Almost. First I need to remind everyone…we are all bound to Eric now and forever. Through our transformations yes, but that’s not all. Once we leave here none of us will be able to simply move away and live our lives separate from him. Each of us will have a longing for him built into our very souls. The longer we are apart from him, and the further the distance between us, the more that longing will grow. So it is certainly possible for any of us to take a vacation away from him, or even choose not to live with him, it can’t be forever. For example I could live in the apartment below his but see him every day at work and survive forever, but if I take a trip to Australia I’d start going mad in a couple weeks and be **** to get back to him.

Of course this longing is one way only, Eric can ignore us all he wants without consequences. At least without magical consequences. There, that’s all I had to say. Now then on behalf of Harem Hotel please allow me to thank you all for your participation this season.”

“What? Not like we had a choice.” Yaz grumbled.

“Sorry Yaz. Not you. I was addressing the audience. The audience feedback really helped to guide the development of this Harem, so thank you.

Thank you also to the Producers, who in their benevolence have allowed me to spend my days sucking cock instead of wallowing in the flaming snake pits.

Finally thank you Eric, for being such a worthy Master. I'm sure all my sisters would agree. Yes, even Felicia.

Ok, that's all there is. Be sure to tune in the the reunion specials, streaming soon on Bimbo+”

“Reunion specials?” Jenny asked.

Ciela ignored her, already forgetting about them, “Time to snap back to reality.” She snapped her fingers. Suddenly there was an explosion of light as a firework went off near the ceiling. Then another and another. It should have been too bright and too loud, but of course magic was still at play.

Ciela might be keeping some small bit of magic, but she was going to milk this while she could. As the fireworks went off the walls of the faux great Hall started to fade. She made the intensity of the fireworks increase as she changed their environment more and more. Finally a giant boom and then silence.

They were back on the yacht. Moored in New York, a short distance away from the condo Eric had purchased in Alexandra's new timeline. Ciela snapped her fingers, but nothing happened. She tried a weak smile, “That's it. It's gone. It's over.”

Isla hurried over and hugged her, “You did a good job sis. Thanks for always looking out for me.”

Eric came over too and wrapped his arms around her, he felt so warm, so nice, “I'm sure it must be hard losing your magic all over again. We're all here for you.”

Ciela stood up straight, “No. I'm quite alright. Thank you all. And I haven't lost my magic, I've gained a whole family. I may be reduced to parlor tricks and whatever my host transformation allows, but that's good enough. Now then, it's been crazy. Shall we get going?”

Eric nodded, “Right. Actually our condo has a helipad…who wants a ride?”

Jenny grabbed Sarah's hand, “We'll meet you all there. We're going to take the scenic route.”

Valerie pulled out her phone, “And I've gotta go to the office…fuck me. I mean, yes, later, but I've been away for too long. Honey, do you want to come? With me I mean.” She asked Isla.

Isla nodded, “Ya. Let's go. See you all later.”

Beatriz giggled, “Kali...If you make yourself a puppy could I take you for a walk?”

“I mean…ya. Probably….” Kali said.

“Perfect. I'll take Mali too. Just for fun.” Beatriz giggled as Kali transformed, "I'll be right back. Dogs need to be on leash," She glanced over at Mali, "Slaves too."

Ciela looked around at the others who remained. She thought about it and decided it would be best if Eric got to spend a little time alone with his wife, “Actually Eric and Trinity, take the copter for a spin. The rest of us will walk.”

“We will?” Yaz asked.

Ciela nodded, “We will. Don’t worry Eric, I’ll make sure the girls are safe. You take a nice romantic ride"

Alexandra bit her lip, “Ok. Fine. Let’s go, everyone. You too Felicia.”

Felicia grumbled the most, but with just the threat of using the coding app she went along too. Ciela led them all away from the yacht into the city.

Eric sat in the helicopter with Trinity, holding her hand. They hadn’t really had any time alone together since getting married. It was nice of Ciela to give them this moment. They looked out the window as the helicopter rose up and up. Eric had told Susan not to take a direct route, but give them a show of the city.

“It’s amazing,” Trinity said, “I know we’ve been here before, I know I have memories of living here now, but this finally feels real,” She looked over at him, “Eric. I love you. I’m so happy I get to spend the rest of my life with you.”

“I love you too Trinity.” He said honestly.

“It’s so strange. Just a short while ago I was nothing. Just a pawn used by Isla. I knew very little of the outside world, just the things she felt would help make me useful to you. But you didn’t just use me. You showed me so much, gave me room to explore my own identity. It might seem like I gave that up to be your wife, but that was just me following my own path.

Your dreams are my dreams. I’d follow you anywhere, and I’ll always support you. You’ve been given 10 extra years, a huge head start, and an army of followers. You can do anything you want. You can change the world Eric.”

Eric smiled, “True. But right now all I want is you.” He pulled her close and kissed her. For a moment they forgot all about the world around them as they melted into each other.

Mali felt a cool breeze as she walked behind Beatriz. She was naked, except for her collar of course. She kept her eyes down, avoiding eye contact with all the free people. It was so thrilling. Everyone once in a while she could hear people comment on her. Admire her figure. Wish they were her owner instead. Call her a whore. She loved all of it. She still wasn’t sure how much was the transformation and how much was preexisting, but it didn’t really matter. She was happy and that’s what counted.

Beatriz also seemed happy with her elimination. If the IQ loss bothered her she wasn’t letting on, but she definitely enjoyed her new body. Her tits were obvious fakes, especially noticeable since she couldn’t cover them up, but she seemed to like the attention they got. She walked down the street holding the two leashes swaying her hips as if taunting all the men who wanted her.

Kali seemed happy too, she was wagging her tail after all. Although Beatriz was playing it kind of close. Kali had agreed to transform into a puppygirl for 1 hour, and it was a 45 minute walk to the condo. They hadn’t brought her any clothes, but it was perfectly acceptable for a puppy to be naked. If Beatriz kept dallying and she reverted to human in public, people would be pretty freaked by the nude woman on a leash. Of course Mali would never say anything, it just wasn’t a ****'s role to correct her mistress.

Luckily for Kali they made it to the elevator before the transformation wore off. Human again Kali was able to stand, but Beatriz denied her the right to speak for now. When the elevator opened Beatriz pulled them both inside by their leashes and led them to their room.

The condo Eric had purchased was quite impressive. It was almost 10,000 square feet and had enough bedrooms for all of them. Or rather, it originally did. Trinity had paid some contractors to knock out some walls to enlarge the Master bedroom to accommodate a bed big enough for everyone, with a few extra sleeping arrangements in the same room. Still though there were enough bedrooms to go around. Beatriz and Kali shared one and that’s where Beatriz led them.

Beatriz grinned as she approached Mali, she lifted her head up to look her in the eye and then unclipped the leash, “****,” She said sweetly, “It’s time for you to be in charge. I’m ordering you to dominate us both. Time limit…let’s see. 4 hours. Other limits…umm…Kali doesn’t want to have sex with you so keep that in mind. Kali is also set to do a livestream tomorrow so no marks. Got it?”

Mali grinned, “Yes Mistress.” Then she slapped Beatriz’s tit, “Now strip!” Beatriz giggled and started to undress. Mali preferred to be the **** instead of the Mistress, but honestly she was happy to do both. She eyed the clock on the wall and grinned. This was going to be a fun afternoon.

Yaz looked in the mirror as she hefted her breasts, “These are so huge now.” She complained.

Alexandra laughed, “So what? It’s temporary right? No big deal.”

Yaz turned, “Easy for you to say. You can have as many orgasms as you want without consequences.”

“Sure. But trust me, Eric’s a tit guy. He’s going to be all over you later.”

Yaz sighed and pulled her tank top on. At least the benefit of not owning clothes meant that she didn’t have to worry about buying clothes to fit her changing body. She had borrowed this top from Jenny, but she’d sent a message to Cici who promised to get her magic wardrobe delivered later today.

“Fine. I know you are right. Too bad he didn’t get that transformation that lets him copy himself. There isn’t enough of him to go around.”

Alexandra waved her off, “Pssh. Don’t worry about it. Remember we all have lives outside this Harem. You included. Right now we’re just settling in, and giving him some space. You’ll get your time with him soon enough. Anyway I don’t feel like sitting around here all day. Do you want to go shopping with me?”

Yaz rolled her eyes, “Are you asking because you can’t have any money and need someone to buy you things?”

“Yes please!” Alexandra said with a wink.

“A nudist and a woman who can’t own clothes go shopping….for what exactly?”

“I wanted to go to the bookstore. What? Don’t give me that look, I read. So are you in or what?” Alexandra asked.

“Fine, fine. Let’s go.” Yaz grabbed her purse and the two of them headed out.

Stephanie was dusting the tv when suddenly she felt a phantom cock enter her. Yes Trinity, get it. She paused her cleaning to get into the moment and enjoy things. That is until Felicia yelled/whispered at her, “Hey. Stop slacking. If I have to clean, so do you.”

Stephanie just gave her the finger and closed her eyes. Stephanie had been cleaning because her transformation made her want to serve, not because she absolutely had to. Felicia on the other hand, had been tasked as a maid for the next 4 hours and had absolutely no ability to stop work.

It’s true that Felicia could still fuck Eric directly, but given all the things messing with her mind and body, Stephanie still felt she had the better deal. The phantom cock finally withdrew and she was about to resume cleaning when it plunged into her mouth. The facefucking was simultaneously more and less distracting, but still she picked up her duster and kept going.

Eric and Trinity hadn’t landed yet. Or at least they hadn’t come downstairs to the condo. They must be flying around the city fucking like animals. She was a little jealous of Trinity. She had everything Stephanie had wanted when she signed up for the Harem. She not only had Eric, but tons of hot women to fuck and everyone loved her. Still, it wasn’t time for regret. Stephanie’s life was better now too. Eric had a dozen women fucking him constantly and every time he did Stephanie got to experience it too. She also had made true friends. Not friends like she had before, who flitted in and out of her life. The Harem was more like family. Except for Felicia, she felt so much love from each of them that it made everything worthwhile.

“Hey! Stop taking a break and help me. This condo is huge!” Speaking of Felicia…oh well. Stephanie smiled under her gag as she continued cleaning. On a whim she snuck up behind Felicia and spanked her. “Hey!” Felicia wanted to retaliate but she was **** to keep cleaning by her transformation. Ya, no regrets, Stephanie was happy with everything.

Sarah held hands with Jenny as they walked down the sidewalk. She may not have gotten her wish, but that didn’t stop Jenny from pushing boundaries. Before leaving the yacht Jenny had popped down to the dungeon for some supplies. Not that Sarah could initiate conversations anyway, but the shiny red ball in her mouth kept her from replying at all.

At least the pandemic had done something good for bondage enthusiasts like her. Jenny had simply given her a facemask to hide the gag and she could go out in public without any curious stares at all. Well at least in New York. Some places might give two women in love a hard time, but this place was about as progressive as it gets in the US.

Sarah wasn’t sure what she felt about moving here. It had only been a few minutes of reality but she already missed Toronto. Even if they were both full of steel, concrete, and busy people everywhere, there was just something different about the character of the city. New York took everything she liked about Toronto and dialed it up to 11. Which might sound good, until you realize too much of a good thing, is a bad thing. Although New York did have the one thing she really wanted right now...Jenny. As long as they were together she could live anywhere in the world.

Suddenly Jenny jerked her hand, “Oh my God. Sarah, look!” She looked where Jenny was pointing. A woman was walking down the street dressed as a Dominatrix holding a leash. A man in a gimp suit was wearing the collar the leash attached to and was dragging behind. She kept jerking it forward, dragging him along.

Wait, Sarah knew that woman. From her fake memories. She instinctively tried to say something to Jenny, but of course no words came out. The woman spotted Sarah and Jenny and started coming towards them. Jenny still had no idea who this was and turned to Sarah, “She’s coming towards us…what do we do?”

With the gag in, Sarah could only mumble a response that Jenny couldn’t understand. A moment later the woman reached them, “Madam Sarah!” The woman gushed, “I’m so glad I ran into you. And this must be the infamous Jenny!” She squealed and gave Jenny a hug.

Jenny was clearly confused but returned the hug anyway, “Um…who are you?”

“Oh, Sarah didn’t say? Sarah, don’t be rude. Introduce us.” The woman said. Sarah could only shrug, “Oh…are you being naughty?” Before Sarah could react the woman reached out and pulled the face mask down, revealing the gag. “Ooooh. I thought so. How nice. I guess I’ll introduce myself then, wouldn’t want to ruin your fun,” The woman pulled the mask back up and turned to Jenny, “I’m Claire Davenport. Sarah and I have been talking about a partnership, but we haven’t agreed on anything yet. For such a submissive woman she really drives a hard bargain you know.”

Jenny extended her hand to Claire, “I’m Jenny. Sarah’s fiancée, pleasure to meet you. Ya, Sarah might look meek, but she doesn’t back down from anyone.”

Claire nodded, “True enough. Well I was going to wait until after I visited the club Saturday, but now that I see how you truly live, well, I just have to partner with you. Consider it done Sarah, how about I come to the club Saturday afternoon and we can go over details. Sometime before you open? Send me a time that works for you. Nice to meet you Jenny, I gotta run. Pierre really needs his walkies.” She blew them both a kiss and tugged on Pierre’s leash.

When she was gone Jenny turned to Sarah, “Wow. What was that about? Oh, nevermind. Gag. You can tell me later.”

Sarah remembered from her fake memories. She’d been trying to get a professional dominatrix on staff, but they all wanted to remain independent. She’d been trying to convince Claire to come work for her and it looks like she was just successful. It might have been driven by Alexandra’s wish, but the fake her had acted in a way to further her own desires. Sarah was going to run the most amazing BDSM club ever and that meant offering every kind of experience she could squeeze in. For a moment she let her fantasies run wild, but then caught herself. She was still in public. She squeezed Jenny’s hand and started to pull her along, driven by her need.

Valerie had managed to make it to her office without flashing anyone else. Luckily the trigger wasn’t the most common thing for people to yell out. Of course as soon as she closed the door to her office Isla whipped out her phone, “Say cheese!”

“Fuck.” Valerie said as she was **** to pull her top down. “Honey!”

Isla snapped the photo, “Thanks. I’ll save that for later.”

Valerie stuck her tongue out, “Fine. It can help warm you up for after we get back home.” Valerie finally pulled her top back down, “Now then, how am I supposed to be CEO when I’m flashing everyone and dressed like a slutty cheerleader?”

Isla smirked and stepped over to Valerie. She put her hand on her shoulder, “You are the boss and people respect you not because of how you dress, but because of how you lead.”

Valerie sighed, “Right. Until I open a bimbo case and lose my intelligence, or end up with tits bigger than my head.”

Isla groped her own impressive chest, “What’s so wrong with big tits? I seemed to recall you enjoying mine.”

Valerie grinned, “True. Actually I suppose you’ll have to start painting in the nude? That sounds perfect.”

“Ya, I wanted to test that out. I wonder if I have to use paint or if it applies to all art.” Isla started stripping, “Let’s find out.” Now fully nude she grabbed some paper from Valerie’s desk. She quickly sketched something and handed it to Valerie.

“Sweetie…” Valerie stared at the sketch. It was the two of them, both naked, kissing, “I love it. It’s amazing.”

Isla grinned, “I know.” Then she started putting her clothes back on, much to Valerie’s chagrin, “But you came here to catch up on work. I should let you. I’ll wait for you in the break room ok?”

Valerie nodded, “Ok. I get it. I love you.”

Isla opened the door and looked in the hall, then turned back, “Love you too….smile!”

“Isla!” Valerie flashed her again but thankfully nobody was in the hall to see her, “I’ll make you smile later.” She’d tried to sound harsher, but it seems that was as mean as she could be now. Oh well. Vocabulary wouldn’t stop her from actually pranking Isla back. Anyway, it was time to get some work done. She sat down and booted her computer, time to get back to reality.

That first night in their new home, well, first real night, they all ate together. While they were all bound to Eric, and he to them, it wouldn’t always be this way. Each of them had their own lives outside the Harem, rich and fulfilling even without the mind blowing sex waiting for them at home. But they all thought that night was special, and they should all be there.

Ciela enlisted the help of Stephanie, Trinity and Felicia to prepare dinner. Ciela put herself in charge of organizing everything, Trinity micromanaged the kitchen, Stephanie did whatever she was told with a hidden smile, and Felicia did whatever she was told…only after flipping the bird. Together they transformed the dining room into an elegant restaurant and served a meal fit for a King.

Once everyone was seated Eric clinked his glass and stood up. He felt like he should say something poignant, something profound. Instead bimbo Beatriz interrupted with a catcall, Valerie made a sexual joke, Trinity egged them both on, and he gave up. This wasn’t some profound occasion. This was just a family, having dinner. Finally he knew what he wanted to say, “Thank you all for coming for dinner tonight, and thank you to everyone who prepared this for us. Cheers!” He toasted everyone and sat back down.

Immediately after he was seated, Trinity rose and added, “Eat quickly. The orgy begins at 7pm in the Master bedroom. Don’t be late.” Eric gave her a look but just shook his head. This was his life now. Their lives. Orgies, yes. But also he could feel the love and affection in the room. There were times when he worried about how they would survive at the end of Harem Hotel, but there weren’t any doubts left. They would all be just fine, even Felicia, and in fact he knew they would all thrive together.

Trinity saw him staring off into space thinking and poked him, “Hurry up or we’ll have to start without you.”

Eric laughed, “Looks like Beatriz already has.” Beatriz couldn’t eat of course, so she’d ‘snuck’ under the table for a meal of her own. Kali was trying to keep it together, but it wouldn’t be long before she lost control.

Trinity smiled, “Oh, she has the right idea.”

Ciela was sitting opposite Trinity and grinned, “Dibs!” Before Trinity could respond Ciela was under the table fiddling at his pants. If Eric had been eating slowly before, Ciela’s soft lips on his cock certainly didn’t help him to focus. He did have one final thought before he came…his life sure is amazing.

*This branch is almost over. I'm planning a few epilogue chapters to flash forward but it won't be long now. Thanks to everyone who managed to read this far and thank you to everyone who voted so many times throughout this branch*