Tabitha's New Room

Titania had another stop to make, as well. She needed to give a prize to the guest winner. Katie might be winning in the harem race, but there were appearances to be maintained.

In her disguise as the head of guest relations, she knocked on the cabana door of the sister.

“I’ve come to let you know that you’re one of the top ten point holders from the challenge last week,” she explained with saccharine cheer to Tabitha. “You have a free upgrade to a theme room of your choosing.”

Tabitha perused tablet with room descriptions for a while, before settling on the one Titania knew she would choose. “The cybersuite for you and your travelling companion, a very good choice. We’ll have someone come to move your bags.”

Tabitha was over the moon with the room, though Megan took some convincing. It was, after all, awfully dark for a tropical holiday.

The walls were black by default, but most were full floor to ceiling screens. Blackout blinds meant it was pitch dark when they entered. Flicking the light switch merely illuminated some lowing strips which bathed the room in shifting colors.

“You can open the curtains,” argued Tabitha when Megan grumbled. “Besides you get to have your own room and it looks like something out of star wars.” She threw open the two bedroom doors, and the spaces beyond were night and day, almost literally. One was bright, pristine white. The other, onyx black. “And, it’s got fucking holograms!”

She pressed a button on a wall-mounted control pad, and a translucent rendering of a sexy alien lady started dancing seductively in their sitting room.

“Well, I guess extra privacy is nice,” said Megan, not sure of what to make of the blue lady undulating in front of her. “And this bathroom is something else,” she added as she continued to explore.

Later that night, as Tabitha toyed around on the top-end computer which had come with her new room, she uncovered something salacious.

The convenience bands, it seemed, had been acquired from another resort, and not all of their programming had been wiped. Buried in their code was a whole different point system from a swinger’s sex club. She re-initialized it and read through a long list of things she could do to earn points.

She had to enable some features on the band, like the camera and location tracking so it could recognize her progress. She was comforted in how hard it was to get around the security on those. It was nice that the hotel took privacy seriously.

Some were easy to do on her own. Things like flashing a guest, or wearing a butt plug outside her room. All she needed was to take a photo of the moment and the system would validate it and give her points. Others were harder. They required some cooperation from others. Things like spending a night in someone else’s room, playing in an adventure room, being in a room with four or more other guests, or participating in an orgy.

She was wet just imagining the possibilities.