Judge Sierra

Sierra drummed her fingers on her thighs while staring deep into Mira's eyes. Finally she sighed, "You know what? Sure. I'll help you."

Mira gasped, "Really? Thank you so-"

Sierra held up a hand, cutting her off, "Hold on. You may not want my help..."

Mira gulped, "What do you want?"

"It's your fault my tits are constantly leaking," Mira started to interrupt, but Sierra plowed on, "Whatever, I know it's not REALLY your fault but I can still blame you. Anyway you want help satisfying your conditions without the whole school thinking you're a slut? Well you and Ken both got to run your own special little games, so I want to run one too."

Mira sighed, "I'm not sure I like where this is going...but yes. I agree."

"Good, now where did Ken go?"

"He's...." Mira glanced towards his door and gulped, "In there. With my sister."

"Oh boy, well I wouldn't want to disturb him. You do it." Sierra said with a grin.

"What? No, I don't want to see that!" Mira shouted, "You-"

Sierra wagged her finger, "Do you really want to get on my bad side when asking for MY help?"

Mira groaned and got up. Slowly she walked to Ken's door. Taking a deep breath, she knocked.

"Come in." Ken called immediately.

She opened the door, eye closed. She heard her sister laugh and opened them. Ken was sitting at his desk working on his laptop and Asha was lying in bed reading a book.

"What did you think we were doing?" Asha teased.

"Ya, I'm not a machine." Ken said with a grin, "I need to take breaks every now and then."

Asha laughed, "He's joking. He IS a machine. God Mira, if I'd known your roommate was a sex God I would have visited so much sooner! My pussy is-"

"Stop!" Mira didn't want to hear any more, "That's enough. Ken, Sierra wants to run a game and we need your permission."

"Cool, as long as it doesn't involve me or Alyssa she has my blessing. Is she ready now or..."

"Not quite." Mira said.

"Then come get me when you are ready to write it down, but as long as it doesn't involve me then I'm sure I'll agree."

So Mira went back to Sierra and they worked out the details of her game. Or rather, Sierra worked them out while Mira tried to get her own role in it diminished. She failed.

Sierra had Mira and Ken approve her new rules, a little surprised they were willing to give her so much power, then wrote it all down. Her game would start on Saturday, she couldn't wait!

Mira looked at the outfit Sierra had conjured up for her, "I really have to wear this?"

"Of course! It's the rule! Remember as long as you are wearing it nobody except those familiar with the rulebook will remember who you are. It's perfect. You get to slut out and face no consequences!"

Mira bit her lip, no consequences? She was going to be seen wearing this by at least 1000 people, no to mention cumming in public over and over again. They might not remember, but Mira would. And...she glanced at Sierra, Sierra would remember it all.

"Fine..." Mira had ****. If she'd really wanted to oppose it her chance was long gone. Now that it was written down it was a rule and she knew she HAD to be wearing this before the game started.

She took off her shirt, not bothering to cover up from Sierra, and put on the outfit.

"Oh my God, you look adorable!" Sierra teased. In stark contrast to Mira, Sierra's outfit was practically regal. Sierra was dressed as a judge and wore imposing black ropes and wielded a thick gavel in one hand.

Mira sighed. In contrast to her, Sierra looked practically regal. Sierra was dressed up as a Supreme Court Justice but she'd also used the rulebook to give herself an aura of authority, for this game only anyone who looked at her would feel like she had really was an esteemed judge and would automatically respect her rulings. Mira was exempt from that, but Sierra still struck an imposing figure.

"Ready to begin?" Sierra asked.

"Do I have a choice?"

"Nope!" Sierra walked up the bench in the courtroom she'd had assembled and sat down. She banged a gavel, "Court is now is session. Bailiff, bring them in."

Ken snorted, "You're really hamming this up, aren't you?"

Ken was also in costume, but his condition to agree to this game had been to make himself extra buff, just for fun. He was barely recognizable. It wasn't just 40 pounds of muscle, he'd made himself broad, taller, and more intimidating. His goofy smile took away from that a little, but he would certainly get the job done.

Ken opened the doors and people started to flood in. Those who were preselected for the job went and took their place in the jury box. After hearing about it Alyssa, Donna and Shannon had agreed to be jurors and Ken had nominated Asha for the role too. The rest of the jury was filled by lottery.

As for everyone else, they were the victims. They'd used the rulebook to summon students to come and take part in the show trials. One by one they would get their time in front of Judge Sierra. Mira would act as their defense council and try to get the jury to acquit them. If they were found guilty Sierra would assign a rulebook enforced punishment and Mira would be edged by the phantom vibrator for 30 seconds. If Mira managed to get them off, then should would too, her phantom vibrator pushing her to the edge and any male watching being **** to grant permission. Since the goal was to help Mira with her conditions, there was no way for her to earn any additional rewards.

Once everyone was seated, Sierra called the court to order, "First up is..." She looked at her list, "George Henry. He's being charged with having two first names. It's confusing. Mira, how does your client plead?"

"Not guilty your honour." Mira said. "My client-"

Sierra interrupted her, "His name isn't George Henry?"

"Well, it is, but-"

"Jury, what do you say?"

The jury whispered briefly then Donna stood up, "Guilty your honour!"

"Then I sentence you to legally change your name to Hairy Henry. Next!"

Hairy Henry glared at Mira, who was too busy being edged to care, then stormed off.

"Alright next, Sue Montgomery, littering in the quad."

"Yes your honour, ladies and gentlemen of the jury, my client did drop her smoothie cup near the fountain but only because the garbage can was full. The fault really lies with the school administration for underfunding custodial services." Mira tried to get in before Sierra skipped the defence.

It didn't matter.

"G-G-G-Guilty!" Donna took great pleasure to announce.

"I sentence you to continue littering!" Sierra said with a grin, "By that I mean you will randomly feel the need to remove your clothes and throw them on the ground in public. You won't be able to pick them back up and this will happen no more than once per day but at least once per week. Next!"

Mira moaned and gripped the bench for support as the vibrator whirled away.

"Amanda Ricci you used ChatGPT to write your essay on Napoleon...naughty naughty..."

"Ladies and gentlemen of the jury my client has already been punished enough. She was supposed to write an essay on Napoleon, the French Emperor, but instead she turned in an essay on Napoleon barbecues! Not only did she fail, but she's clearly too stupid for any punishment to be effective."

"Hey!" Amanda smacked Mira in protested.

"Dude..." Shannon shook her head, "Ya. Not guilty by way of insanity."

Mira gasped as the vibrator started up again. This time it wouldn't end after 30 seconds. Not until she came. She looked to the audience and saw a man standing there, watching her, "You...may I cum?"

"Yes." He was **** to agree.

Mira's knees buckled as she came. With hundreds packed into the courtroom, all watching her. It was so humiliating. So...hot.

"Liz Richards, it says here you called your roommate a cow because she has big breasts?"

"What of it? Not a crime." Liz said.

"Please let me do that talking." Mira begged.

"Nah, you suck. Look at your udders, you're a fucking cow too!" Liz yelled.

"Jury?" Sierra asked, not bothering to allow a defense.

"GUILTY!" Donna grinned.

"Liz I hereby sentence you to becoming a HuCow! You will start lactating and produce as much milk daily as an average dairy cow. Oh and you can't touch your own chest or try to express your milk yourself, you'll need help for that."

"What?" Liz gasped. She wanted to protest but she knew Judge Sierra's word as law. She glared at Mira, "I won't forget you!" She said, not knowing she'd forget Mira's face immediately upon leaving the courtroom.

The cases kept coming. Sierra moved through them quickly, not bothering to allow much of a defense for anything. That meant that Mira lost almost all of her cases and spent the morning constantly being edged. It's good thing she wasn't expected to mount a real defense because her brain was fried. Sierra was having a blast doling out punishments but as she reached the limits of her creativity she got the jury, Ken, and even the defendants to suggest appropriate punishments.

Mira did win the occasional case though, Sierra had promised to ensure she would win at least 10, thereby eliminating her rule.

"Alright next we have Keisha Johnson, wow, nice tits. Both are you have your tits out, how wonderful."

Keisha silently glared at Sierra.

Sierra ignored her stare, "Right, you're accused of..."She looked at her paper, "Oh, giving Randy Johnson blue balls. Randy isn't related to you, is he?"

Keisha shook her head.

Mira addressed the jury, "This charge is misogynistic! It isn't Keisha's responsibility to manage the arousal of men. She is innocent!"

"Well if you walk around with your tits out like a slut..." Sierra teased.

"If you find her guilty you will be supporting incels and their ilk!" Mira pressed.

The jury whispered amongst each other, then Asha stood up. Like Mira and Keisha, she was also topless, "Your honour, we the jury find Mira's argument rather compelling but think it would be more fun to find her guilty. So yeah, guilty!"

"Your honour, that's not fair!" Mira shouted.

Sierra grinned, "True. Don't worry, I'll make her punishment appropriate. Keisha you will make out with Mira for the next 60 seconds."

"Wha-" Mira didn't even have time to get a word out before Keisha suddenly grabbed her and started to kiss her. Between their chests pressing together and the buzzing between her legs Mira was lost in a haze of pleasure then ended rather abruptly at the end of the timer.

Keisha said nothing and went to walk away but Ken stopped her.

"Sorry, breast inspection." He reached out and groped her, "There, you can talk now. Oh and you have permission to get dressed."

Keisha rolled her eyes, "They are just sacks of fat, I don't get why you boys are so obsessed with them."

"Well...I mean..." Ken rubbed the back of his head, "I don't know. You got me. Still, you have great boobs. Anytime you need permission to talk or wear a shirt, I'll definiately help."

Keisha hesiated, then nodded, "Alright. Thank you. Can I have your number?"

Ken was shocked, "Uh, ya..."

"Stop flirting and get a room!" Sierra teased.

"Ya, fuck her!" Alyssa echoed.

Ken finished giving her his number and she left.

"Next up...actually skip you, and you...there...Randy Johnson! Get up here!" Sierra said.

Randy gulped and walked to the front.

"Randy Randy Randy...you've been charged with harassing Keisha, trying to grope her. You know just because she's topless doesn't mean you can touch."

"Well sure but if she didn't want-"

Mira cut him off, "No defense your honour. He's guilty."

"Hey you're supposed to be my lawyer!" Randy shouted.

"Guilty!" Shannon said, "Lock him up!"

"Lock...oh, good idea! Randy I sentence you to wear a cock cage. It will have a fingerprint lock keyed to Keisha Johnson. If she removes it and you cum it will appear on your cock again. You will also not speak to her without permission or attempt to touch her without permission."

"But..." He looked at Sierra, but felt like he couldn't argue with her. So he turned to Mira who was too busy being edged to pay attention, "You slut, this is your fault!"

"AND..." Sierra added to his punishment, "Your penis will shrink by 10% every time you insult a woman."

"No...no..." Randy looked around and then ran out of the courtroom before he got anything worse.

"Wow, ok. Next...Miriam Agneson...you slept with your roommates boyfriend?" Sierra asked.

"They were on a break." Miriam insisted.

"We were not!" Someone yelled from the audience.

"Oooh...juicy...you, come here. Let's get all the details."

The two women told their story to Sierra. Alexandra had been seeing her high school sweetheart for years, but they'd had a big fight and stopped seeing each other for two weeks. During that time the boyfriend came to their room to apologize but Alexandra wasn't home, Miriam was. Miriam seduced him and they slept together, ruining the chance of them getting back together.

"Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, after hearing this story you must acquit my client. There is no way he was actually coming to apologize or else he wouldn't have slept with Miriam. The fault isn't hers, it's his!" Mira said.

"NO! This bitch is guilty!" Alexandra yelled out.

"Order, order in my courtroom!" Sierra banged her gavel, then giggled, "Sorry I just wanted to say that. Jury?"

"Guilty!" Donna announced.

"Oh goodie, ok. Miriam you will make it up to Alexandra by dating her instead. You will long to be with Alexandra and want to be her perfect girlfriend."

"But I'm not gay." Alexandra said.

"Jury, Alexandra is accused of being a bitch. What do you say?"

"Guilty." Donna said.

"Alexandra your punishment is you want to be Miriam's perfect girlfriend and date her exclusively. Now you two lovebirds get out of here!"

The two women grabbed each others hands and ran away.

After two rapid fire edgings Mira could really use a win. Thankfully the next case was something defensible, "Donald Stone, you wrote graffiti on a statute of Sir John A MacDonald calling him a drunk."

Mira nodded, "He did, but it's true so..."

"Not guilty!" Donna said.

Mira gasped and looked at Donald, "May I cum!?"

"Uh, ya?" Donald said.

Mira let herself moan loudly as another orgasm ripped through her. She could feel all the eyes on her, she groped herself, it was such an amazing feeling.

The cases kept coming, and the audience kept changing, until Mira had finally hit her goal. 1000 people had seen her topless and 10 unique men had given her permission to cum. There was just one final case to go.

"Tatiana Malkova you called me a dumb bitch!" Sierra said accusingly.

Tatiana shivered under Sierra's gaze, "Well..."

Mira gulped. She looked at the jury box, "Well..." She grinned mischievously, "She kinda is? Right?"

"Mira!" Sierra gasped, "Et tu?"

Donna laughed, "Ya...I see your point."

"Donna you'd better find her guilty or I'll find some way to punish you too!" Sierra said.

"Oh alright, guilty." Donna said.

"Excellent. Okay Tatiana...I got it. Your name is now Dumb Bitch. You won't use nicknames and you'll correct anyone who tries."

Dumb Bitch gasped, "That's not fair."

Sierra smiled, "What's your name?"

"It's Dumb Bitch," Dumb Bitch said, "Wait no it's Dumb Bitch. Fuck!"

Sierra banged her gavel, "Alright. Court is adjourned. Fuck off everyone!"

The audience filed out and Mira hurried to the back to get changed. Except her clothes weren't there. She turned around and saw Sierra holding them, "Looking for these?"

Mira reached for them but Sierra pulled back, "Nuh huh! Not so fast. Thank me."

"What?"

"Thank me for helping you with your conditions."

Mira rolled her eyes, "Fine. Thank you for helping me."

"Good, here." Mira handed them over.

Mira stripped out of her costume and put her shirt back on, "Hey!" As she did she noticed Sierra had cut holes for her boobs. The shirt was useless.

"Ooops! I guess I am a dumb bitch!"

Mira crossed her arms over her chest, relieved that it finally didn't start itching, "I'll get you back."

"I'm sure you will. Looking forward to it." Sierra said with a grin, "That's what friends are for, isn't it?"

Mira laughed despite herself, "Fine. Yeah, I'll definitely get you."

They went out to the courtroom, Mira still holding her arms over her chest, to see Ken talking with their friends from the jury. He'd reverted to his normal appearance.

"You really like me better like this?" Ken was asking.

"Oh yeah, you looked like you were on roids before." Alyssa said.

"Yes Master, you know we can't lie to you." Asha agreed.

Mira scoffed, "Ken, can't you let my sister wear clothes?"

Ken looked at her confused, "Uh...no? She's a ****."

"Yeah Mira, I'm a ****." Asha said, "Master do you want to fuck me?" She asked him while staring Mira down.

"Ugh, get a room." Mira said.

"Yes! Let's do that!" Alyssa said, "Threesome at Ken's!" She glanced at Mira and Sierra, "Or five-some? I'm not jelly. Plenty of Ken to go around."

"Ew, no." Sierra said.

"Ya, ditto." Mira echoed.

"Really? So you didn't love when Ken fucked you?" Alyssa asked Sierra, "And you don't blow him twice a day?" She asked Mira.

"No comment." Sierra said, "His ego is as overinflated as his muscles were already."

Ken put his arms around Alyssa and Asha, "Come on girls, leave them alone. Let's go get lunch."

"But Master-" Asha started to protest.

"Quiet. Just for that you can watch once we do get back to the bedroom." Ken said. He started to lead them away.

When they had gone Mira turned to Sierra, "Why does it always feel like Ken has the better deal?"

"Cause he does?" Sierra said, "Aw man, I leaked through my bra!" Her shirt had two obvious wet spots over her nipples, "Ok. Next game we HAVE to take him down."

"Oh ya, I'm down." Donna agreed.

"Me too. If anyone deserves a Harem it's me." Shannon said. When they all looked at her blankly she shrugged, "What? I know how hot people find me and I'm pansexual!"

Mira laughed, "Ok, winner of the next game gets a Harem? Fine by me. But let's go, I'm tired of holding my tits and would like to get changed."

"Ya, let's go." Sierra agreed. They all walked out of the courtroom and as they did it vanished, all the rules that had created it fading away.

No new rules except for minor characters. Mira removed 3 rules (the filming one off screen)

Removed rules

New Rule: Mira Chowdhury cannot orgasm unless she is being watched or filmed. If she films herself she must send the video to one of her contacts at random. This rule will be deleted after she posts 10 videos of herself masturbating online. Her face does not have to be visible but she must post them to a public site that she expects will get lots of traffic and she will be unable to delete them or have them taken down.

New Rule: Mira may only orgasm when on her hands and knees or with verbal permission from a man. Permission can't be given ahead of time and she must ask in order to receive permission. This rule will be deleted after 10 unique men have given her permission.

New Rule: Mira Chowdhury's breasts will slowly start to itch when covered up. The more skin she has covered up the faster and worse the feeling will get. If she uncovers them the amount of time it takes for the itching to stop will be proportional to how long she had them covered. This rule will be deleted after 1000 unique people have seen her topless.