The Sabotage Begins

"I don't think we should allow Team Gorgeous their phones for the next 24 hours" Chantelle suggested to Barbie "I don't think they should be allowed to speak to anyone except their Mistresses until the punishment is over"

"Oh, I love that" Barbie lit up at the thought "They can be sexy slaves giving their owners their undivided attention."

"Great, I'll go and grab their phones and make sure they can't get them until this is done!"

"Thank you so much Chantelle!" Barbie thanked her unofficial deputy enthusiastically "And thank you so much for the reward and punishment idea. Today has been great!"

Chantelle certainly couldn't disagree with that. This was all just too easy. Did they not realise that ordering three glitches to do naked tasks in town before turning them into sex slaves was going to raise their scores dramatically? She smirked smugly to herself as she walked to Team Gorgeous's bedroom and scooped up their phones. She then headed to her own room (lingering in someone else's room may have looked suspicious) and used the code NA had figured out from video footage to unlock Lucy's phone.

Since she had full access to the phones for 24 hours Chantelle would be able to go through them for useful intel later, but for now the priority was to switch the real apps for the bogus ones. Chantelle checked Lucy's score - it was rising steadily and up to 25% already. It was lower than expected but ought to go higher during the slavery task.

The glitches all checked their scores daily and, if anyone went above 20%, they were to take immediate action to lower it again. She transferred Lucy's account onto her phone for monitoring before loading a new bogus app in it's place. Her score registered at 18%. She then did the same with Tina and Leilani's phones - their real scores were up in the mid thirties. Even if someone figured out what a bad idea this punishment was the bogus apps on Team Gorgeous's phones, which was almost impossible to distinguish from the real one, should lull the glitches into a false sense of security.

Locking the phones into her personal locker that each glitch was allocates, Chantelle knew she had done a great days work. There was no need to do anything else just now - she didn't want to play this too hard, too fast. For now she may as well just chill out and enjoy herself with the others.