The Aftermath

Ji-Woo Summers

Minutes later, a burst of light filled the dark room as Azure, clad in red pajamas, materialized before Levi and Ji-Woo.

“Do you freaks know what time it is?!” she screamed. “I swear, if this isn’t freaking apocalyptic, I’m going to…”

“Master’s been injured!” Ji-Woo interrupted, gesturing toward the semi-conscious Levi in her arms.

Azure gasped as her eyes fell on him. “What the hell did you do to him, Ji-Woo?!”

“It wasn’t me,” she retorted. “It was Jezebel!”

“That’s not possible!” Azure insisted. “She’s not programmed to… wait, what the hell is Jezebel doing here?!” She looked and gaped at the unconscious blonde, and the tattoo above her womb. “Wait, why does she have a… did Levi fuck her?”

“Mistress, please focus,” Alison reminded her, having already appeared as well.

“Right, of course,” Azure muttered. She raised her hand, conjuring a sphere of vivid green energy that pulsed and shimmered between her fingers. She clenched her fist, sending a surge of light outward in a wave that bathed the room in magic.

The magic wave swept over Levi, healing the damage to his neck and erasing every bruise in its path. He jolted upright, out of Ji-Woo’s arms, with a sharp, shuddering breath as his brain snapped back into focus.

“John!” He yelled. “It’s John. He broke free somehow! he tried to kill me.”

"What?" Ji-Woo exclaimed, having had no idea.

Azure took a step back. “John? That… that’s impossible.”

“How did he get in?” Alison asked. “The tower door shouldn’t have allowed him access.”

Azure narrowed her eyes suspiciously. “Unless one of you let him in.”

“It was my fault,” Ji-Woo admitted, knowing she couldn’t lie. “There was a knock at the door and then…”

“And you just opened it,” Azure cried, throwing her arms up. “Don’t you have survival skills?”

“I had… I had a lot on my mind,” Ji-Woo admitted, looking away. “With the video, and then… anyway, my memory is blank after that, until I woke up and heard a commotion in the other room.”

“John hit me in the head,” Levi added. “He started strangling me.”

“Why didn’t you dismiss him?” Azure asked.

“Huh?” Levi replied.

“Do you not recall all the times you’ve ordered someone out of the tower, and they were forced to leave?” Alison asked.

“I… uh…” Levi stammered, realizing he had completely forgotten in all the commotion and head injury.

“Hold on, everybody shut up!” Azure snapped, still trying to process everything. “Let me watch the playback.”

With a flick of her wrist, Azure summoned her tablet from thin air. She navigated through the menus to the backup camera footage and set playback to double speed. Alison leaned in silently as the video played. As the scenes unfolded, Azure’s face slowly drained of color, eyes widening with each passing second.

After the footage ended, Azure remained silent for several long seconds. “Alison, please take John to the dungeon,” she said slowly, her tone tinged with rage. “We’ll deal with him shortly.”

Alison nodded and leaned down to the unconscious woman. She hesitated a moment, then looked over at Azure. “You’re not planning to cover this up, are you?” she asked, recalling what Azure did to Lauren.

Azure rolled her eyes. She walked over to Alison and whispered into her ear. “Cover this up? Are you crazy? You can’t write TV this good.”

Alison stared at her for a beat, but said nothing. She placed a hand on Jezebel’s body, and moments later, they both vanished.

Azure went back over to Ji-Woo and Levi. “I think we need to update the VP tracker. It is normally disabled when the live feed is, but these are extraordinary times.”

She waved her hand. As she did, the scoreboard sprang to life as several updates came in at once.

• Endangered Master: -15 VP
• Cockblocked Master: - 15 VP
• Mod: Already Climaxed: +8 VP
• Saved Master's Life: +45 VP

Azure let out a whistle. “Wow, didn’t think I’d see all three Asians at top. Though I suppose it’s appropriate given Levi’s dad had a type. Am I right?”

Azure looked around the room with a chuckle, then stopped, disappointed that no one else laughed. “Sophia’s a quarter Chinese, by the way, if you didn’t get the… what, too soon?”

“Please stop talking,” Ji-Woo sighed.

“Don’t be grumpy, Ji-Woo,” Azure smiled. “You broke a hundred VP, so people remember you. Back to being the homewrecker, then.”

“Will you shut up!” Levi snapped.

“Apologies, I simply wished to lighten the mood,” Azure said, shrugging. “But in all seriousness, why don’t you return to bed, Master Levi? You must be exhausted after such an ordeal.”

“Whatever,” Levi muttered. He got to his feet and glanced over at Ji-Woo, conflicted emotions flickering across his face. He opened his mouth, closed it, tried again—words failing him every time. Finally, with a grudging awkwardness, he managed, “Thanks. I… just… yeah. Thanks.”

Ji-Woo simply nodded.

“Would you like a sleeping aid?” Azure offered.

“I don’t need a… screw it, sure,” Levi conceded.

Azure went over to Levi. A small bottle appeared in her hand, and she handed it to him. “Please only take one. We won’t want you sleeping the rest of the season.”

Levi rolled his eyes and turned away, heading for the stairs. He hesitated, glancing back at Ji-Woo, his mouth opening as if to speak. But whatever words he wanted to say died in the silence before he slipped upstairs.

Azure, now alone with Ji-Woo, turned to her. “Well, that was certainly clever of you,” she told the secretary, offering her a hand.

“Clever?” Ji-Woo repeated.

“Yes, waiting to save Levi until after Jezebel fucked him,” Azure clarified.

Ji-Woo slapped Azure's hand away. “What the hell are you talking about?!”

“Your secret agenda,” Azure explained. “Don’t tell me you need a reminder.” She cleared her throat. “Levi Summers must have penetrative sex with seven active contestants at least twice each. Though that number of required active contestants is reduced by two for each eliminated contestant he sleeps with,” she paraphrased.

“I know the agenda,” Ji-Woo snapped, getting to her feet.

“Then you realize that since Levi slept with the eliminated Jezebel, your requirement just went from seven to five. Quite convenient for you.”

Ji-Woo shook her head in disgust. “You can’t possibly be suggesting I allowed this whole incident.”

“Of course not. But you certainly took advantage of it,” Azure smiled, rewinding the footage on the tablet and hitting play. The host then passed it over; the video showed Jezebel thoroughly riding the unconscious Levi. About fifteen feet behind her, Ji-Woo stood hunched over and frozen, watching them.

“You watched for over a minute before you took action,” Azure said. “It was only after they both came that you swept in to save the day.”

“I-I just woke up from a concussion,” Ji-Woo insisted. “I was processing what I was even looking at.”

“Oh, you were processing all right,” Azure chuckled. “I’m guessing you weren’t sure if it would count until Levi came in her, so you decided to wait.”

Ji-Woo’s eyes flared. “How dare you!”

“Come now, are you really going to say the thought didn’t cross your mind?” Azure asked, slapping her on the arm.

“I… that’s… you…” Ji-Woo stammered.

“What’s the matter? Just say I’m wrong,” Azure challenged.

“I… I was concussed and confused," Ji-Woo repeated. "I didn't know what I was looking at.”

“Your dancing around the question," Azure grinned. "Are you afraid to say it because you’re not sure if it would be a lie? Or do you not even know yourself?”

Ji-Woo looked away. “I didn't notice he wasn't breathing until the end," she muttered. "All I saw was them having sex. I froze. I was trying to understand… I didn't realize..."

She trailed off.

Azure shook her head, laughing. “Relax, I’m not insulting you.” She placed her hand on Ji-Woo’s shoulder. “Honestly, I’m impressed. Yesterday you were a sure elimination. Now you’re in second place, promoted to Harem Manager, and Levi thinks you’re a hero. This has been the best day of your life.”

Ji-Woo turned her shoulder out of Azure's grasp, teeth clenched. As she tried to think of a retort, Alison appeared behind her.

“The prisoner is secure,” Alison informed the host. “Still unconscious.”

“Very good,” Azure nodded. “Let us attend to them?”

“What are you going to do to her?” Ji-Woo asked. “Restore the mind control?”

Azure’s eyes narrowed dangerously. “I think our precious John deserves something worse than a return to the status quo.”

“I agree,” Alison nodded, and for the briefest of an instant, Ji-Woo could have sworn she saw a flash of hatred in Alison's blank expression.

The two women vanished, leaving Ji-Woo all alone.

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Three-Sixty-One

“By the way, I had been meaning to ask something,” Elena said, turning to Three-Sixty-One.

“Yeah?” the white-haired girl responded.

“Why are we naked? Is that just what happens in dream worlds?” Elena asked.

Three-Sixty-One beamed. “Nope. I just wanted to see how hot you all were.”

“Oh, you perverted—” Olivia started, but her words died as a deafening boom split the air. Jagged red cracks tore across the void's horizon, as if the darkness were black walls shattering. The ruptures spread faster and faster as chunks of the void crumbled and tumbled away into nothingness.

“What’s happening?!” Elena asked in alarm.

“Oh dear, it looks like the dreams have been going on a tad too long,” Three-Sixty-One sighed. “Not surprised; this is the longest I’ve done it.”

“Wait, you should have told us! There is still so much more I wanted to plan!” Sophia exclaimed.

“Apologies, but it’s time to return to your real dreams,” Three-Sixty-One smiled sadly. “Mother only ever gave me limited access to you in order to host the Q&A session. The time window has just ended.”

“Oh, that’s bullshit!” Olivia swore.

“Hold on, uh, there was still one more thing,” shouted, voice barely audible over the sound of the world breaking. "Elena, Olivia, will you watch porn of us?”

“WHAT?” the other two women exclaimed, even as their bodies started to fade away.

Sophia blushed. “Uh, for a secret agenda. Though, actually, it would be suspicious if you just did it for no reason, and this is the only place I can talk about it. Uh, is there any realistic way I could ask you to watch a threesome of us? I mean, I’m assuming that’s a, uh, hell-no for you, Olivia, but how about you, Elena? Er, not to imply that you would be more willing to—”

But Sophia’s rambling was cut off as she and the others faded away, returning to their original slumber.

Three-Sixty-One sighed as she felt herself return to reality. She gave one last scan of the castle. “Such a shame, it seems the Master and the Japanese lady finally fell asleep,” she said sadly. “I would have liked to meet them.”

With that final thought, she woke up, once more, in the forest.

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Azure

Azure and Alison appeared side by side in the dim light of the castle dungeon.

Without any master or contestant to see her, Azure's smile dropped. She took a deep breath before screaming, “WHAT THE EVERLOVING FUCK IS THIS?!”

“I trust you understand the seriousness of the situation,” Alison commented.

“Of course I do,” Azure barked. “If Jezebel hadn’t taken control when she did… we would be…” she shuddered, not daring to even think of it. “I mean, it worked out, but the risk was far too great!”

She swung her fist into a nearby wall, fire erupting on impact, leaving a scorching hole in the stone. “How the hell did this happen?”

“Did you underestimate John Booker's willpower?” Alison suggested.

“Don’t be stupid! I’m not some cheap hypnotist!” Azure snapped. “There’s no ‘breaking out’ from the inside. The spell overrides the bodies very electricity! He could have the will of Doctor freaking Doom, and it wouldn’t have mattered.”

“Then how did he break free?” Alison asked.

“That’s what I intend to find out,” Azure said, marching over to the cell, seeing the barely clothed Jezebel, arms chained above her head, ankles cuffed to the ground, and unconscious.

The blonde didn’t react, still asleep, as Azure opened the cell and approached. “Now, let’s get a look at you,” she said, outstretching her palm an inch from Jezebel’s forehead. “Diagnostics view!” she commanded.

Above Jezebel formed a glowing, semi-transparent ring made of hundreds of smaller runes. It was almost entirely gold, except for a small section tainted by bright red. Azure pressed her finger to the scorched red segment, and the ring magnified, revealing a tangle of interconnected symbols.

She zoomed in again, and again, each time focusing more on the heart of the damage.

“The soul diffuser’s 14th layer has been completely burned,” she muttered to herself. “The damage radiated into a manashift-cascade, scorching the identity manager.”

“How did that happen? Did your spell overload?” Alison inquired.

Azure snarled, insulted at the suggestion. “Of course not. You think I’m an amateur? I put in a surge limiter to prevent that.”

Azure shifted the zoom to a different section. “It should be right here.” She adjusted the view again. Wait… or… maybe here… where the hell is it?”

Alison narrowed her eyes. “You forgot to add one.”

“That’s impossible,” Azure said, trembling, before repeating it more confidently. “No, that’s IMPOSSIBLE! I know I put one. I always do!”

She reached for her tablet and opened her notes, scrolling rapidly. “I remember doing it. Hell, I designed Jezebel’s spell before the show even started!” Azure flipped the tablet around, showing Alison a diagram of the spell, covered with memos and reminders. “Here, look, I even wrote a warning to myself about how a missing limiter would cause a system failure.”

“You forgot,” Alison said, simply.

“How dare you!” Azure roared. “You honestly think I would screw that up?”

Alison opened her mouth, but then closed it. “Actually, I find it unlikely.”

“You do?”

“You are incompetent in many areas. But your spellcraft was never one of them,” the maid reasoned.

“Thanks, and fuck you,” Azure scoffed.

“But not everyone will see it that way,” Alison warned her.

“I know,” Azure nodded. “Someone’s trying to screw with my show and frame me. ”

“Perhaps Yuki?” the maid offered. “She has invaded other seasons before.”

Azure considered this for a moment, then shook her head. “No, that’s not her style. She’s an attention whore. When she does something awful, she makes sure everyone knows it was her.” She stroked her chin. “But you might be on to something about it being another host.”

The redhead began to pace. “No doubt they’ve become jealous of my success. It would have to be one of the hosts with natural talent, though, to pull off something so precise. Not one of those sellouts who only got their power from the producers.”

“A possibility,” Alison stated. “Although you have other enemies.”

Azure stopped, face turning sour. “Fern or Scarlet. Those bitches! They can never just let me have anything, can they?”

“A possibility,” Alison repeated.

“I’ll go through the castle's backup footage,” she promised. “Whoever did this is probably skilled enough to not appear on camera, but it’s worth a try.” She turned to Alison. “We should also bring in Lauren-Two, in case she has been compromised as well.”

“Very good thinking.” Alison nodded.

Azure scanned her tablet, eyes darting across the security feeds until she spotted Lauren-Two perched atop the western tower, asleep. Without a word, she showed Alison the image. The maid nodded, flickering out of sight—and in the next heartbeat, reappeared in the dungeon, the demon next to her.

Lauren-Two's eyes snapped wide in confusion. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU—"

Before she could finish, Azure’s voice cut through. “Enter standby mode.” Instantly, Lauren-Two’s eyes glazed over, and her body stiffened. She let out a single exhale, and her features went blank as she slipped into a deep trance.

“Go lock yourself up; I’ll inspect you later,” Azure commanded. Lauren-Two nodded and walked out of the cell, then into another.

“Obviously, Jezebel will be removed from the game for now,” Azure continued, as if the interruption hadn’t happened. “You will run the shop in her absence, Alison. The exception is while I am asleep. At that time, you will monitor the Master, and wake me if there is another attack.”

“Very well.” Alison nodded. “Would you like more assistance from the studio? As you have previously been informed, you are running an unusually small staff.”

“Hell no, especially not when I don’t know who to trust,” Azure scoffed. “There’s a good chance the threat is from someone on the inside.”

“I am from the studio,” Alison reminded her. “Do you distrust me?”

“The only spells you know are teleportation and hearing your own name,” Azure laughed. “The only reason I’ve ever trusted you is that you’re too incompetent to be a threat.”

“Flawless logic,” Alison remarked, not caring to correct Azure's ignorance. “Though I do partly disagree. This affair is my fault.”

Azure raised an eyebrow. “The hell are you talking about?”

“I should have been monitoring the situation in your absence,” Alison explained. “I failed in my responsibilities.”

“The hell are you talking about? I never put you on a night watch,” Azure remarked. “I mean, since when the fuck does anything happen at three in the morning?”

“I should have objected more strongly to your lax security, and taken it upon myself to monitor.” Alison shook her head. “I am assigning a strike to myself, and will assign an appropriate punishment upon the season's conclusion.”

“Oh, get over yourself,” Azure groaned. “You’re a lackey; you’re not here to ‘make decisions.’ Your job is to do what I tell you.” She pointed towards the ceiling. “And what I’m telling you to do now is to go up to the control room and look through the footage to find any intruders. You will watch Levi’s feed as you do so.”

“As you wish.” Alison bowed. “What will you do?”

She looked down at the prisoner, eyes narrowing in disdain. “I think I’ll show John what I thought of his little stunt.”

“Please have fun,” Alison requested. “Incidentally, considering his actions, the typical contestant protections no longer apply,” she added before disappearing.

Now alone with Jezebel, Azure slapped the restrained woman hard across the face. John awoke with a start.

“What the heck was… YOU!” Jezebel began, before John realized Azure was in front of him. Letting out an inhuman roar, he thrashed against the chains, every muscle in Jezebel’s body straining as he tried to hurl himself at the woman who had transformed him. His teeth were bared, eyes blazing with murder, but the cuffs around his ankles kept him from reaching.

“WHAT THE HELL HAVE YOU DONE TO ME?!” John screamed.

In a blur, Azure lunged, her fingers locking around John’s throat with vice-like strength. The chains rattled wildly as he snarled and twisted, but her grip was unbreakable.

“Nothing…” Azure said, eyes radiating with cold fury. “…compared to what I’m going to do to you next.”

"You think I'm scared of—" John began, Azure grabbed him by the throat and pulled his face into hers.

“You bastard! Do you have any idea what you’ve done?” she screamed. “What would have happened if you hadn’t been stopped!”

“What? Did I do something wrong?” Jezebel asked, whimpering.

“Oh, no, not you, Jezebel,” Azure said, shaking her head. “If you hadn’t fulfilled your sexual duties as you did, Master would be dead right now. You’re the hero of this story.”

“I am?” Jezebel cheerfully gasped.

“But I’m not talking to you right now. Please keep your mouth shut.”

“Okie dokie,” Jezebel said, smiling, before her face twisted into John’s outrage. “FUCK YOU! I’LL KILL YOU! I’LL KILL YOU!”

“Such a one-track mind,” Azure sneered. “I knew you were unstable, but I never imagined you were this far gone.”

“You fucking tortured me! Trapped me in this freak. Hey! Made me…”

“Oh SHUT UP!” Azure roared again, slapping him in a way he knew Jezebel would like, but he wouldn’t. “You nearly ruined EVERYTHING, you useless moron!”

Azure violently tore off Jezebel's pajamas and slapped them again. “After I gave you an opportunity for a better life than the worthless existence you had before.”

“Better?! Stupid whore! You’re even dumber than…”

Azure cut him off with a punch to the stomach. “You know that for every contestant, I had to log what their life would have been had they not been abducted? A stupid requirement, to make sure your existence isn’t essential to reality. You want to know what would have happened if I hadn’t taken you in?”

She grabbed John by the face and pulled him in. “You spent your twenties in prison before dying of an overdose in 2019.”

She let go before hitting him again. “I gave you the chance of a life filled with sexual bliss and pleasure, and you spat in my face.”

John spat on the ground at the latest hit. “Is that really the best you got?” He laughed. “You weak bitch! I barely felt it.”

“You idiot! You think this is me trying to hurt you?” Azure laughed. “I haven’t started. I could flay all your skin off with a snap, but I’m not about to harm poor Jezebel after she saved the day.”

She shook her head. “But no, you deserve something far worse than pain. Something I’m going to need some time thinking on.” She grinned. “We have the transformation vote later today. I’ll show everyone your punishment then. Who knows, maybe I’ll even have people vote on it.”

She licked her lips. “In the meantime, let’s have a warm-up. I think Jezebel deserves a reward for a job well done,” she cackled.

Azure clapped her hands, and pillars of thick, swirling smoke erupted across the cell. Out of the haze, hulking figures began to take shape—dozens of them, each one a large, exaggerated version of Levi. Each was shirtless, muscles bulging, with hungry expressions. Each had a massive bulge straining against their impossibly tight jeans.

“We have a while until the challenge, so why don’t you boys entertain our prisoner until then?” Azure smirked. “She’s got three holes, one for each of you.” The phantom Levi’s nodded as they dropped their pants, revealing their massive shafts, each exceeding 13 inches in length.

John’s look of absolute horror quickly turned into a cheer from Jezebel. “Yay! I didn’t get to do it up my butt before! Wait… NO! PLEASE! DON’T!”

Azure laughed as she snapped her fingers. Instantly, the restraints shifted toward the ground, forcing John and Jezebel’s arms to the ground and contorting their body onto all fours, ass-up.

Meanwhile, the erect phantoms, grins wide, stalked towards Jezebel in a tightening circle. Jezebel looked at the approaching pornstars with awe and excitement, pussy gushing in preparation.

“Yes! Yes! OH GAWD! Come get me, Masters!” she panted.

“Wait! No! Stay away!” John begged.

“I hope you are ready for the long haul,” Azure smirked. “After all, it’s ten hours before the challenge.”

“WHAT?! TEN? YOU CAN’T OOMMPPHH!” The first phantom shoved its massive cock down their throat, while the other two approached her from behind. Jezebel let out a muffled cry of ecstasy as she suckled happily, while wiggling her rear end in preparation.

Satisfied, Azure turned her back on them to check on Lauren-Two, chuckling at the blonde's suppressed scream as the second man pierced their ass.

End of Day 5

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