Sierra gives up control

Sierra knelt on the ground in front of Ken and Mira, her head hung low.

Ken clicked his tongue. He'd been okay with her blowing off some steam, but she'd gone way too far.

"Sierra..." He flipped through the rulebook again, "These rules at the cafe...I mean I think we'll put some time limits on but yeah, we expected these kind of rules."

"But slavery? Are you kidding me?!" Mira added. Thankfully Sierra had shut off the clit piercing after coming home, but she was still wound up.

"I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking. We can just fix it...right?" Sierra asked.

Ken looked at Mira. They'd sent everyone else away, this was just a dispute between the three original owners, "Yes." Ken said, nodding at Mira. They'd talked about it while waiting for Sierra to show, "We can fix this..."

"But not for free." Mira said harshly, "You need to learn a lesson."

"But we built in controls already, if the three of us agree to change the existing rule we can just cut my time short and end it now. You just have to make it expire and it'll be like it never happened." Sierra said, "Plus you two get your days to have fun."

"Not good enough." Mira said, "Not by a long shot. Your rule had huge consequences, especially with our other ones. With polygamy increasing, birth control being perfected and STIs eliminated...what do you think happened to our country?"

"With no prisons politicians had to come up with new ways to remove criminals from society. Without a state monopoly of **** they had to come up with new ways to compel criminals to go to court. Tough on crime politicians made everything worse. It's not just major things, even small crimes are now seeing people serve as slaves." Ken said angrily.

"And the demand keeps increasing. Cheap labour has built up our infrastructure, at the cost of the freedom of young men. And the women..." Mira trailed off.

"You made them all sex slaves." Ken finished, "Did you even think about the consequences?"

"NO! Obviously not! Why are you guys giving me such a hard time? It's not like your rules haven't fucked people over. Literally. But fine. Whatever. You guys want to punish me? Go for it. I give you permission to edit the prize for the last game we played."

Ken nodded and looked at Mira, "As agreed?"

"As agreed." She confirmed.

They made two small changes. Before it said their newly added rules couldn't effect anyone who knew about the rulebook. They struck that part entirely. Let them all face the consequences of their actions. Then they changed the revision horizon. Instead of after all 3 of them had a turn, the non involved owners would be able to add time restrictions to new rules at the end of each day.

"There, it's done," Ken said. He passed the rulebook back to Sierra, "You still have time left in your day."

"Wait...that's it...you're giving it back to me?"

Ken shrugged, "We couldn't stop you if we tried, remember? Just don't forget, you might trap yourself in your new rules."

Sierra nodded, "Thank you." She hurried off to her own room.

She flipped the rulebook open. Now she could change anything...she had to do something.

She went to the rule that made her lactate. That's gotta go.

She tried to write condition beside it, but nothing happened. She couldn't do it.

"Fuck." They'd agreed the winner could add rules, not change existing ones. "Damn..." She couldn't do anything about that. Or about being a maid for this room.

In the end she couldn't bear to put anything new down. She felt guilty about what she'd done already and knew that the other two would get **** if she went too far.

The rest of Sierra's turn passed without fanfare.

Mira's alarm went off at exactly 12:00.

She bolted upright and snapped her fingers 3 times, summoning the rulebook. She grinned. It was her turn. Time for ****.

New Rule: Sierra MacLeod....