Punishments and Happy endings

Round 3 - Wednesday - Day of Beatriz Date

Eric was woken up by some commotion beside him. He opened his eyes to see Stephanie frantically shaking Sarah awake.

Sarah tried to shoo her with a wave but Stephanie pointed to her wrist and tapped it. Eric understood, "Sarah what time is it? Ciela said only the Master and his date were exempt from breakfast."

Sarah shot up, "Fuck. Thanks Stephanie." She jumped out of bed and ran for the elevator as fast as she could.

Jenny finally rolled over and opened her eyes. "Fuck I was having such a nice dream. Oh hi Stephanie." Stephanie waved at her, but then left them alone. .

Eric and Jenny got out of bed and found coffee and breakfast waiting for them in the dining room. Eric wore only a t-shirt and boxers and Jenny wore sexy lingerie, unable to wear anything more comfortable.

"So Eric, spend your BP yet?" She asked him.

"Some. Not all. Want to take a look?" He said, passing her the tablet.

"Fuck ya. Let's see." She started to scroll on the tablet. "Ooh. That's interesting. You gotta spend it on Isla. Look at all these choices."

"I don't know. I feel bad. I already gave her a bunch yesterday." Eric said honestly.

"Fuck feeling bad. This is Isla remember. Ok. Do this one here. Please, for me? Remember she was always trying to get me into bondage transformations."

Eric looked at her choice. "Fine. For you."

Fit to be tied - Subject will feel naked and uncomfortable unless in some form of bondage. The more restrictive the bondage, the happier they will feel. Permanent transformation. 4000 BP

Eric 4200 BP -> 200

“Perfect. Oooh, I should go tease her about it. She’s going to be so confused. Oh shoot, I forgot to ask Sarah about her chess game. I wonder who won. Anyway Eric I had such a great time yesterday. I hope Sarah and I didn’t make you feel like a third wheel, we’ve been getting pretty close.”

“No, not at all. Last night was amazing. Really. There was one thing I wanted to talk to you about….” Eric gulped as he recalled last night, “I know the others I’ve been sleeping with have IUDs, but it didn’t occur to me until this morning to ask you...last night…are we safe?”

Jenny took a sip from her coffee, “Oh. Ya. It’s actually been a while since I’ve slept with a man. Didn’t have to worry about birth control with Stephanie. Uh, I’m sure we’re fine, don’t think it was one of my risky days.Don’t worry about it.”

Eric did worry, he could tell Jenny couldn’t be made to worry about it, but he would have to be more careful in the future. He’d been doing too much thinking with his dick lately.

Jenny finished up her breakfast, “Sorry to eat and run. I really had a great time last night, but I wanted to spend some time with Sarah before she gets her transformation back. I want her to know that I value her for her, and not because she has Stephanie’s body.”

“Of course. Go ahead. I don’t think you have to worry about that though. It’s just like when we were kids, you always make those around you feel special.”

Jenny blushed, but said nothing. She waved and left to go find Sarah.

Isla woke up naked of course. Sarah hadn't come back to their room so she figured she must have spent the night in the Master's suite.

She groaned as she got out of bed. Her tits had been refilling all night and were getting sore. She also had a nagging question in her mind, I wonder what it tastes like. She'd designed that transformation herself and wondered if she'd be able to hold off until tonight or if she'd be **** to go beg Eric for his cock.

No, she thought, no way was she going to go and beg him. She could resist. She gathered up the bedsheet and wrapped it around herself in a makeshift toga. She wasn't going to let these pesky humans get to her.

She headed off to the great hall for breakfast. She found everyone except Sarah already there. Serves her right, Isla thought, now she'll get a punishment for being late.

Just before 8am the elevator doors opened and Sarah dashed out still dressed in pajamas. She sat down just before Ciela appeared to them.

"Good morning everyone. I was so glad to see some of you take advantage of my blackjack game yesterday. It was really a win-win. The audience got to see some huge tits, and you two got some nice BP boosts. And Trinity, congratulations on removing your cursed ring.

One minor schedule change to inform you all of. I realized last night that Isla isn't on the date list, so I'm putting her on for tomorrow.

Dear sister, you haven't managed to get any BP or VP yet. Tsk tsk. Remember, high quality dates only. I strongly suggest you up your game.

Oh one more thing, a little gift for you sister." Isla's suitcase appeared beside her. "Sarah, very naughty of you to hide that from her. Although you did offer her a challenge. She could have simply refused. Still, I wanted to offer the two of you a chance to make up. If you two give each other an orgasm today I'll give you each 10 VP. If only one of you cums, I'll give that person a -10 VP penalty.

Now then, enjoy your day." She smiled and faded away.

Isla didn't care about her nudity, she dropped her bedsheet and opened her suitcase. She found a bra and a long dress and put them on.

It was odd though, she was fully dressed, but she still felt like she was naked. She ate her breakfast in silence. How dare Ciela make her go on a farce of a date with Eric. Still, she knew her sister's power. She'd have to come up with something.

Isla looked over at Sarah, happily talking to the others. She didn't need any VP, but that damn transformation made her want to taste her. Ciela knew that of course, hence the so-called make up session.

Fuck why did she feel so uncomfortable? She couldn't finish her breakfast, so she got up and left, pulling her suitcase along to the room she shared with Sarah.

Yaz looked over at Sarah, "So what happened last night? You got a few points but Jenny jumped to first? She must have fuck him right?"

Sarah stuck her tongue out at Yaz, “None of your business.”

Alexandra butted in, “Yeah, none of your business Yaz. Besides, she clearly did. My God my date is so far away, I need some of that dick.” She looked over at Beatriz, in Mali’s body. “You want some help with your date tonight?”

Beatriz laughed, “I think I’ve got it covered. If you need to see him, just go see him. I haven’t planned my date yet, I’m waiting till I get my body, and my BP back first. Marcos and Mali don’t have any BP for me to spend.”

Mali gave a nervous laugh, “Yes, actually I wanted to spend a little bit longer alone. See you all around.” She got up and walked away. Curiously she went in the direction of Sarah and Isla’s room instead of her own.

Trinity was grateful for good friends like Marcos and Beatriz. Her dumb yoke made it impossible for her to feed herself, or dress herself, or basically do anything for herself. Her friends helped dress her and were making sure she got enough to eat. Beatriz did keep on ‘accidently’ touching her hair, but she wasn’t about to complain about too many orgasms.

It seemed that Alexandra had stolen all her clothes yesterday. Which was fine, except she didn’t think she was a fan of the E-Girl aesthetic that Beatriz had dressed her in. She really liked Yaz’s style and resolved to go ask her to borrow some clothes later.

She considered asking Beatriz to tag along on her date with Eric. She really wanted to be intimate with Eric now that her cursed outfit was gone, but she decided not to ask. It wasn't fair to take away Beatriz’ chance to get closer to him. She would just have to wait. She was part of his harem forever now after all, she had all the time in the world.

Beatriz blinked as she shifted back into her own body. Isla was standing in front of her talking, “....I won’t help you. For the last time Mali, go away.”

“Uh…what? I’m Beatriz again, we just switched back.”

“Oh, goodie. I’m so glad I get to see your reaction. You see, Mali got drunk last night and made a bad decision. She was hoping I would help her before you figured it out, but I would rather see you squirm. Why don’t you lift up your dress and see.”

“What? I’m not going to…” Beatriz hesitated. Something did feel off. She lifted up her dress to reveal a shiny metal chastity belt locked around her waist. “The fuck?” She looked up at Isla, “And why did she come to you?”

“Well you see, I’d tell you, but I still want you to fuck off. So goodbye.” She tried to wave Beatriz away.

Beatriz thought about staying and demanding answers, but decided to go find Mali and get the answers straight from her. Before she left she pulled out her phone, what the fuck, Mali had spent so much BP last night? That little girl was going to get it.

Mali was back in her own body, she realized she was sitting in front of the computer in the middle of a stream. Marcos was talking to her, “Bea? Bea you still there?”

She looked over, “Sorry. Mali again. Are we almost done? We gotta run.”

“Run? What? No, we’re in the middle of a stream. We have to keep going”

“No, she’s definitely coming here. Fuck. I messed up last night. I thought it was really funny then, but now I think it’s not so funny, actually it was kind of mean. Really, please can we go? I don’t want to face her right now.”

“Mali, whatever you did, we will face her together. Beatriz isn’t some avenging goddess, she will listen to you if you apologize.”

They heard the screen pinging and saw audience comments popping up.

Boo! Don’t be rational. Girl fight!

Ya I want to see Beatriz pull her hair

Hair? Lame. Beatriz should make her lick her pussy.

Lick her pussy? You aren’t watching the show main feed too?

Strip naked and ask Beatriz to slap your tits - 10 BP

Slap your own tits until she forgives you - 10 BP

Mali couldn’t take the comments and tried to shut the stream down. Marcos was grateful for the chain holding their wrists together as he was able to keep her away.

They were still fighting when the door burst open and Beatriz strode in. She lifted up her dress to expose the chastity belt, “What the fuck is this Mali?”

Mali cringed and tried to make herself smaller, “I’m sorry Beatriz. I was drunk, I was annoyed with how much sex you two were having lately, it seemed like a good idea last night. I tried to get Isla to remove it this morning but she wouldn’t.”

“Why would Isla be able to remove it? She doesn’t have powers anymore.”

“Well, it was called the keyholder challenge. It costs 5000 BP, but you earn 1000 BP every day you keep it on. You had to pick someone to be the keyholder, that’s the only person who can remove it.”

“And you picked Isla? Why? And why wouldn’t you just talk to us about how much it bothered you?”

Mali stood up. “I did! I tried to anyway. You wouldn’t listen to me.”

Now it was Beatriz’ turn to feel bad. Mali was right, Beatriz had dismissed her yesterday. “Ok. You are right. That’s my fault. But this,” She said pointing to the belt, “This means we are even. From now on Marcos and I will try talking more about how to accommodate you, although we aren’t going to be abstinent from now on.”

Mali wiped a tear from her eye. “Really? Thank you. I am so sorry. I’ll pay you back from the BP somehow.” She gave Beatriz a big hug.

On the screen the comments kept coming.

They made up? Boo!

Where’s the cat fight?

This isn’t fun at all, I’m out.

Me too.

The three watched in horror as the viewer count plummeted. The window popped up saying they had failed to reach their target.

Failed to reach target. Collecting audience ideas…..voting begin……voting concluded. Punishment selected

Catfight - The audience wanted to see a catfight, but didn’t get it. Marcos and Mali will grow cat ears and tails. Cats don’t stand, so neither will they. Lasts until they pin any opponent in a wrestling match. Whoever they challenge will accept, but will be **** to do their best to win.

“Well fuck.” Marcos said as the transformation took hold.

“My god you two. Don’t bother challenging me. I will crush you. Oh, you should go find Sarah, or Isla if you wait until this evening.” Beatriz rubbed Marcos’ ears, “I’d love to help you two out, but I’ve got to go convince Isla to let me out before my date. See you.”

Valerie nervously waited for the elevator. It wasn’t her date but she’d come to see Eric in his suite. The doors opened and she got inside. She’d been struggling with some feelings lately but didn’t trust any of the girls enough to go to them for advice.

The elevator dinged and she was surprised to see Eric greet her himself. She’d gotten used to Trinity acting as his gatekeeper, but she supposed Stephanie wasn’t as well suited to that role.

“Valerie, what’s up?” Eric was a little surprised that she came out of her date schedule. He knew she wanted to get more points, but this didn’t seem like that kind of visit.

“Could we go to the lounge? I wanted to get your advice.”

“Sure.” They went and sat down. Stephanie briefly came in to bring them coffees.

“Ok. So it’s just something Isla said, she really got to me. So my transformation, the cheerleader one, I felt like I had to help others get VP. I had Trinity eat me out, and I also asked Isla if she would get some VP. I’m not gay, but I had to, right? Except Isla said my transformation wasn’t that strong, and that I must be asking because I want it. But that can’t be right? I’m not attracted to women.”

Eric tried to consider what Valerie actually wanted here. Why come to him about this at all? “Why does it matter? Sexuality isn’t binary. You don’t have to define yourself by those labels. It’s ok to find men attractive, but also enjoy when a woman eats you out.”

“I don’t know. It just does. I can’t be gay.” Valerie pouted.

“Then don’t be. Just be you. Forget the labels, do what makes you happy.”

“Well would you let a man give you a blowjob?” Valerie glared at him.

“No. I wouldn’t. Yes, anyone can physically stimulate a penis, but having a man do it would totally ruin it for me.” Eric admitted.

“See, that’s what I mean. We’re straight.”

“That’s just me though. Did it ruin the experience when Trinity went down on you? Did you enjoy it?”

Valerie hesitated, finally she admitted it, “No. In fact, it was one of the best orgasms I’ve ever had. She was amazing.”

“So why stop yourself from enjoying things? Maybe you aren’t attracted to women, maybe you don’t want to return the favour. You don’t have to. Just be open and honest. You and me, Trinity, the others, we are all stuck together. Just be honest, with them, with yourself, and it will be ok.”

Valerie considered what he was saying. Would it really be so bad? She might get a reputation as a pillow princess, but she could live with that.

“Thanks for listening Eric. I should go, you need to get ready for your date with Mistress.” Valerie got up and left. Eric sat and finished his coffee, he hoped he had helped her. It was strange to see the normally confident and forward Valerie so unsure of herself.

Stephanie was busy dusting the suite. She was still relishing the experience last night. She got to feel his dick pumping inside her as he fucked Jenny. That was three women who could give her some relief from her constant arousal, and Beatriz was tonight. She smiled under her gag as she imagined him roughly taking her from behind. She went about her duties with a spring in her step, who knew she could be this happy?

Yaz looked Trinity up and down, “Yes. This is perfect. You look so hot. Your tits are actually still too big, but I doubt Eric would mind.” Trinity had come to her for some clothes, and Yaz had taken the opportunity to dress her in a Princess Jasmine costume. It fit the genie theme and made her look very fuckable.

“Ok, it does feel better than the e girl outfit I had on before. So do you want to hang out? I can’t really go swimming right now, maybe we could watch a movie?”

“A movie? No. We gotta do something more fun than that. Oooh, we should go on a hunt for your lamp. We could wish that yoke off, I’m sure we can make that sexual. Let’s go!”

Trinity did just want to watch a movie with her friend, but Yaz’s enthusiasm was too much for her to dampen. She tagged along after her on this treasure hunt.

Beatriz wore a light ankle length sundress for her date. She hadn’t been able to convince Isla to take off the belt, so she was stuck with that limitation. At least Mali had left her some BP, she’d booked her and Eric for a spa date.

She met Eric at the entrance to the spa. “Hi Eric, you ready for a relaxing day?”

“Yes, for sure.” He opened the door, “After you.”

Beatriz had booked them for manicures and pedicures. They chatted while some Ones worked on their nails. Eric didn’t get any polish, but Beatriz went for a bright red colour.

Beatriz 2200 BP - 0 BP

After the treatment they hit the sauna. Beatriz insisted they wear towels to cover themselves, she was trying to keep the date wholesome, for now. They got nice and warm in the sauna and then Beatriz told him to head over for his massage.

Eric was surprised when Beatriz herself came in to give him a massage. She started on his back, using oil and working on his muscles. She wasn’t trained as a massage therapist, but she had some experience from her days working at the spa.

Eric let himself relax as Beatriz worked on his muscles. Then she told him to roll over and worked on his arms, his legs, and his chest. Then she pulled the sheets all the way off and started to oil his penis. “Beatriz what…”

“Shh. Relax. Haven’t you ever heard of a happy ending?”

She slowly massaged around his groin and rolled her hand up and down his penis. Eric moaned as she kept him right on the edge. Then she started to speed up and almost immediately he came. Rope after rope shot out, covering his own stomach. Beatriz grabbed a towel and cleaned him up.

Handjob +3 VP (-1 for repeat performance)

“Well, did you enjoy your massage?” Beatriz asked.

“It was great. Thank you.” Eric told her as he sat upright.

“Great. Ok let’s go get dressed. I ran out of BP to book us dinner, so I’m going to cook us dinner in the suite. Have you ever tried Ceviche?”

“Uh. I don’t even know what that is.” Eric admitted.

“Perfect, so mine will be the best you’ve ever had.” Beatriz joked. They got ready and headed up to the suite.