Darkness Wrath

You open your phone to see the punishments. In a screen titled, The Wrath of The Darkness, you see the following.

Rule Broken: 75 points obtained before night.

Punishment: Role expansion, apply cream to breasts to enable role expansion.

Rule Broken: Wear uniform while cleaning.

Punishment: New uniform, put on subject while she sleeps.

Please retrieve Olivia in Sephora's room to proceed with punishment.

You don't understand, why was there a second punishment for Erica? You scroll down but then you see it. Underneath Erica's clickable icon are the two numbers, her dominance and her contribution score. The dominance remains the same. The contribution score... is 6. She must have cleaned her room in her panic, and it had counted it as starting her job without her uniform. You sigh. How stupid.

Still, you move forward. You go to the chest, as you expect to find whatever these items you need for the punishments there. You open it to see you are correct. You take out the cream, only to see the odd symbols all over it. And you pull out a dress, a french maid outfit like you'd see in an adult shop, the front of the dress barely able to reach up to cover her breasts, the bottom barely low enough to cover her ass while standing. When on your hands and knees, it would surely ride up...

You curse yourself, as you feel your cock start to get hard. You throw the two items onto to the bed before getting on it. With your hard cock and both of your bodies naked, it feels like so much more... intimate. Like she is your lover and you hers. But no the purpose of your touch isn't to bring pleasure, but pain.

You open the jar, to see a gooey mess inside. Would it hurt you? I mean, it's magic, presumably if you did your job as punishment giver, you were safe, right? You scoop it out, and you start to feel grossed out. It has a familiar consistency, one just like... semen.

You stuck your fingers in it, no time to back out now. You begin to rub the sick mixture into Erica's breasts and you are struck by how soft they are. You'd had a couple of girlfriends before, but none were as well endowed as Erica is. As you rub, the bounce and jiggle under your touch. As you scoop more onto it, her chest shines with the lotion's sheen. It feels warm under your hands, the lotion slowly working it's way in. Your hands moving with purpose as you grope your roommate.