Time for Dessert

When Ellen left Mary, she decided to head to her library. She was surprised that Cassandra had included a portal, but was quite happy that she had. Ellen returned the books she had finished earlier today. She had finally gotten around to reading the books that Mark had recommended to her in the first round. Ellen headed to the cooking section to find something to make for her and Mary. “Hey Lucia, any suggestions on what we should make for Mary?” Ellen was met by silence. “Lucia? Lucia, you aren’t mad that I got annoyed with you for taking control and telling Mary about the TF activating, are you?... … Lucia? LUCIA ANSWER ME DAMNIT!”

Symbietta said, “There’s no call to shout, Ellen. Hmm… where is Lucia?”

“What do you mean, ‘Where is Lucia’?”

“I don’t feel another consciousness besides your own.”

Ellen’s eyes went wide in panic. Okay, calm down, think about this. Why would Lucia be gone?

“Really? You didn’t realize? I wasn’t paying attention, and I figured it out. It’s Mary’s doing. When she kissed you.”

“What?”

“She suppressed the TF that made Lucia a reality. Did you not notice that your outfit isn’t influencing you anymore, either?”

Ellen calmed slightly, “Okay… So Mary suppressed Alter-Ego. I hope that doesn’t end up being unpleasant for Lucia. You said my outfit isn’t affecting me?”

“Yeah… You might have noticed I’m rather horny and a pervert. The fact that you were wearing me was definitely making you more willing to masturbate a bunch. Speaking of that… I would like another orgasm, please.”

Ellen got annoyed. “No. I’m preparing for my evening with Mary. Symbietta… I’m begging you here, please give me today. Please leave me be right now. I want this chance to be with Mary as myself. If things go well, Mary and I will probably do things that result in me having an orgasm or several. Please just let me have this.”

Symbietta grumbled. “But I’m hungry…”

“Symbietta, the fact that you are still here means you haven’t merged with me as a personality. Meaning I can get rid of you. I don’t actually mind you being super horny and a bit of a pervert, but if you aren’t willing to work with me, then I’ll go back on what I said this morning. I will have Mary help me get rid of you.”

“Fine. You will likely be orgasming anyway?”

“Yes.”

Symbietta went silent. Ellen used the opportunity to use her class abilities to revert to her original form. She left the library and went to her room, and quickly stripped out of her gear, except for Symbietta. Ellen took a moment to look at her reflection when she realized she was getting horny. She quickly grabbed one of her corsets and tied it tight. She went back to the mirror. Thank you, Mary. Hmmm… I feel grateful to her, but not overly. I can think about all her mistakes again. I guess that tells me another TF she suppressed. It’s so nice to see my face again, my real face, without adjustments.

Ellen spent the next few minutes trying on some clothes that she hadn’t been able to wear since coming onto the show. She settled on a little red dress for the evening. She asked Cassandra about a few things and then went to make dinner for her and Mary. I’m not going to blow this chance to show Mary the real me.

Several hours and a lot of cooking later, Mary left the workshop. I’m so glad that I made Talia rich enough that we can hire professional chefs. This was exhausting. I hope Ellen likes the meal I prepared for us for dinner. I’m so glad I could do this for her.

Mary walked towards her room and found the door open. The smell of lilacs drifted from inside, and gentle jazz played. Mary entered and found Ellen fussing with the place settings on the table. Ellen turned around, hearing Mary come in. “Oh, Mary, you’re a bit earlier than I expected. I made us dinner.”

Mary lightly chuckled and smiled. She took out two bento boxes. “Funny, so did I.”

Ellen smiled back. “Well, luckily, I’m quite hungry.”

Mary walked over to the table and set the boxes to the side. “Don’t worry about mine, they’ll keep, the boxes are magic. What did you make?

“Coquilles Saint-Jacques, with crème brûlée for dessert.”

“Well, I know what crème brûlée is, no clue about the other dish.”

“It’s scallops in a creamy wine sauce, with a gratin crust. I was worried you might be allergic, so I checked with Cassandra first. I hope you don’t mind.”

“Not at all, that’s actually really thoughtful. I’ve given up on having almost any privacy, but medical conditions and allergies especially are things I think people should be more open about. Give me a minute to change into… something more appropriate.” Mary walked over to her wardrobe and selected a little black dress to match Ellen's.

As Mary sat down across from her, Ellen said, “Thank you so much for giving me a chance to be myself around you. Just wondering how many of my TFs, did you suppress with your new boon?”

The two began their meal as they continued talking. “It allows three to be suppressed. I chose your Alter-Egos, Playing a Part, and Something There. I figured those would be the ones that might interfere with you being able to be yourself the most.”

“I would agree. I’m a little worried about Lucia, though.”

“As annoying as Cassandra is, I doubt that suppressing that TF would cause her discomfort. No way it gets rid of her.” Mary pulled out her phone and showed Ellen the TF. “See it explicitly lists Lucia as one of the egos.”

“Yeah, that was honestly the first thing I was worried about when she didn’t respond to me. I feel like Laura would be devastated if she were gone.”

“So you said earlier you were thinking about plans for this evening. Is there anything planned after dinner?”

“Somewhat. It’s somewhat flexible.”

“Like yourself?” Mary smirked.

“Mary!” Ellen blushed. “But I would like it if we did something intimate, though I would love to just talk more with you, too.”

“About anything in particular?”

“Well, I’ve read the first two books in two of the series you recommended for progression fantasy. I was right, I don’t overly care for the gamification of things in the one, but the series is quite good otherwise, and rather funny. The other one I think I liked a bit more, though the fact that the protagonist had only just turned eighteen did make it feel like it was targeted at a younger audience.”

“I think it was, yeah. It’s definitely toned down on some of the heavier themes until the later books at least.”

“Not sure I would consider your country being attacked by the equivalent of hellspawn and being **** to flee the country because of it, not a heavy theme.”

“Fair, so as a whole, willing to read more of the genre?”

“Oh yeah. The plots are actually quite good.”

“I’ll get you a few more recommendations to read then.”

“Maybe we could start a book club.”

“I wouldn’t mind, not sure how many others you will get on board.” Ellen laughed, Mary thought; she has such a nice laugh and smile.

The two continued to eat for a bit, when Ellen said, “Mary, I mentioned I don’t have a lot for tonight planned, and that’s true. I did actually come up with a more intricate plan… but I need your help.”

“What do you need from me?”

Ellen felt a little embarrassed asking for this, “I mentioned that I want to reroll my Actress path.” Mary nodded. “Well, to do my plan will cost most of my BP, but I really don’t want to wait until the next round to have this opportunity again, especially since new TFs might make that difficult.”

“So you want me to buy you a reroll.”

Ellen nodded, “Yes, though… I know that might be a lot to ask.”

Mary mulled it over. “I mean, I certainly can do that.”

“That’s great!”

“Hold up. There’s a but. I can’t promise you that I’ll buy the option that I pick from three choices. I might have to go with crafting a custom option, which might mean getting extra TFs for you. I say that because a chunk of my BP is already reserved to upgrade something for myself, since Mark bought True Love’s Kiss for me, and I want to achieve some level of parity. I was also planning on buying something for Aubrey, since I’m going to have to upgrade one of her non-boon TFs, which leaves me with two options: one of which I simply won’t upgrade if I’m the version of me that loses. Would you find that acceptable?”

“It’s not ideal… but yes. I would be okay with that.” Ellen grabbed the dessert as they had both finished their entree.

“So, what’s your plan then?”

“Not telling you, it’s a surprise. I will say it will involve me buying the date with you for 8 hours. We’ll be going on it tomorrow morning.”

“Will you be able to actually buy that? Cassandra said the BP Store was available today, and it was going to be restricted.”

“I already negotiated all the details with Cassandra. She’s surprisingly reasonable if you are trying to advance the purpose of the show and simply ask politely. She will even allow you to swap between Mary and Mark on the date, since time is effectively stopped here.”

Mary looked skeptically at Ellen. “Reasonable?”

“Yeah, I told her my plan and asked if any one of like two dozen things would be a problem. Most, she just handwaved them aside and said no issue. The big one was allowing you to be Mark. We came to an arrangement, though.”

“What did that cost you?”

“That’s a surprise. Essentially, a small bit of time. Nothing serious.”

“Fine. By the way, I loved the meal. Where did you learn to cook?”

“A combination of places. You said you were familiar with my work?” Mary nodded, “You might remember when I was in ‘The Menu’.”

“The name sounds familiar, but it also sounds like one of your works that I didn’t actually see.”

“Well, I got very familiar with various cooking methods and different cuisines during that film. Honestly, most actors have at least a few random skills they’ve picked up over their careers. I’m honestly a little disappointed that I didn’t get an archer class option like Flora did, because I’ve actually been trained in archery. I haven’t done it in like five years, but I very much enjoyed it.”

“Mmhhhmm,” Mary mumbled, finishing her dessert. Then she deepened her voice and added a purr to it, saying, “Now that we’ve finished our food, I think it’s time for dessert. I want you naked and on that bed by the time I get back.” Mary took out a blind fold and tossed it to Ellen. “Be wearing that too.” Mary stood up, not waiting for Ellen to respond, but strode off towards a connected room.

Well, that was hot. Ellen got up and went over to the bed, stripping out of her clothes. I wonder if she wanted my corset off. She did say naked… but I really want to be myself… screw it. Ellen undid the corset and put on the blindfold. She lay down in what she thought was a sexy pose, waiting for Mary to return.

Mary came back a few minutes later after gathering several things from what was effectively her toy closet. She came out to find Ellen posed, but facing away from her. I bet she didn’t really think about the fact that I would be coming from this direction. Well, she does have a nice ass; her back looks good, too. Mary walked around to see the effect Ellen was trying to convey. It was sexy, but without her realizing, Mary was there, it lacked a certain something that Mary expected from a ‘paint me like I’m a French girl pose’. Mary put the box of things she had brought on the nightstand next to the bed, catching Ellen’s attention. “Ellen, I want to talk to you about what I’m about to do before I do it. I realized I said naked, but…” Mary picked up the corset Ellen had discarded and handed it back to Ellen. “Could you please put this back on yourself. I want you in your right mind.” Ellen reached out and took the corset. She tied it fairly tight, but not the tightest she had ever done.

“Is there a reason you didn’t do that, Mary?”

“First thing, now that that is on. It’s Mistress for the rest of the night,” Mary added a hint of threat to her voice, “Do you understand, pet?”

“Yes, Mistress.” Ellen nodded.

“As to why I wanted you to do it, it is because I wanted you in your right mind when we discussed further boundaries tonight. If I had done it, you would trust me, be more loyal, and more affectionate towards me than you would otherwise. Now…” Mary pushed Ellen onto her back and ran a finger between her breasts. “Any hard limits?”

“Nothing permanent. Nothing with my butt. Nothing involving feet.”

“Just to confirm, on the first one, you would be opposed to me using Red Threads of Fate, to tie you more to me?”

Ellen actually considered that, “I think it would depend on what it was, Mistress. If you told me now, then maybe, otherwise, please don’t use that.”

“Very well, I won’t use it then. One of the reasons why I wanted to check first is that I intend to gag you, so I don’t want to cross any lines.”

“Thank you, Mistress.”

“So nothing else?”

“Not that I can think of at the moment.”

“Okay, if you have a problem, start humming.”

“Yes, Mis—” Mary shoved a ball gag into Ellen’s mouth. Mary then grabbed Ellen’s wrists and cuffed them to the bedposts. Afterwards, she untied and then retied Ellen’s corset, so her TF would activate. Finally, she collared Ellen and cuffed her feet to her wrists, exposing her butt cheeks for easy access. Mary saw Ellen’s nipples were erect and saw her crotch soaked to the point that there was already a stain on the sheets.

Mary faked some outrage, “You dumb SLUT!” Mary grabbed a paddle from the nightstand. “I’ve not even touched you, and you’ve already ruined my new silk bedsheets with your juices! I’m going to have to punish you for making such a mess.” Mary lined up the paddle. (SMACK) “Are you sorry?”

Mary was astounded when she heard in a high-pitched voice, “Yes, Mistress.” Mary turned her head so fast, her neck popped. She checked to see that the gag was secured properly. It was.

“Pet, were you hiding things from me? Like, that you apparently know ventriloquism.”

“No, Mistress, I don’t know ventriloquism.”

Mary looked at Ellen in disbelief. Is she lying to me just to get punished? I wouldn’t put it past her, but she seemed more into doing as she was told than being a brat. (SMACK) “Do you take me for a fool? You’re gagged, yet I can hear you clearly.”

“No, Mistress. You are no fool. I’m really not using ventriloquism. I’m using Symbietta.”

“Symbietta? Hmm, I guess she isn’t one of your egos… Hey Symbietta, you there?”

In a slightly different tamber, Mary heard, “Yes… But I was asked to leave you alone, sort of threatened, really. Don’t want to make Ellen mad.”

“Well, Symbietta, how would you like to help me tease Ellen mercilessly?”

Mary didn’t get an immediate response. Eventually, Symbietta said, “I would love it, but Ellen has some reservations. She said that my inclusion is ‘a yellow,’ whatever that means.”

“Noted. Symbietta, if Ellen tells you red, tell me that immediately. Now, how much control do you have over your form Symbietta?”

“A lot? I think it’s a lot.”

“Can you line the inside of… not sure if this is the right way of saying it, but the inside of your suit with tentacles that writhe and tease her, especially her nipples?” Ellen started pulling against the cuffs as she writhed in pleasure. “Next, can you expose her bare bottom unless you like getting spanked too?” Mary found bare butt cheeks a moment later. “Now, Ellen, let’s see… I think I owe you another three spankings for ruining my bed sheets and ten spankings for not telling me that you could communicate while gagged. Do you disagree with me, my pet?”

“Never, Mistress!” Ellen exclaimed.

Mary patted her cheek, “Good girl.” (SMACK) “Now, I must say, you had some gall to ask me for a favor.” (SMACK) “And then ruining my sheets just minutes later.” (SMACK)

“I’m sorry, Mistress. Please forgive me for being a naughty slut.”

Mary gently rubbed the bottom of Ellen’s butt. “Oh, I will. But you’ll have to pay for it. I’ve decided I’m going to do one of two things.” (SMACK) “See, I’ve decided I’m going to grant you your favor.” (SMACK) “We’ll be rerolling the actress path, as you requested.” (SMACK) “But you have a choice. See since you are mine.” (SMACK) “Obviously my opinion on the paths is the one that matters, right?”

“YES, MISTRESS!”

“So glad that you agree.” (SMACK) “Just for that, I think I’ll be merciful and let you off with just five spankings for keeping your ability to speak from me.”

“Thank you, Mistress. I’m so grateful for your mercy.”

“Now, as I was saying, my opinion is the one that matters. So I’m going to alter your paths how I see fit; I’m not going to consult with you, but I’ll give you a tiny say in how things go. First, I’ll simply pick a path for you and buy it with additional fun TFs if I have, too.” Mary saw Ellen squirm in pleasure at the idea, or perhaps it was Sybmietta’s teasing, though Mary thought it was likely both. “The second option is, after I eat you out tonight, I’m going to copy Making it Big. Once your size reverts to normal, which should be tomorrow. You will permit me to increase you to whatever sizes I want. You will then buy the reroll yourself and choose whichever of the three options I tell you, too. I’m taking 20% of the BP to make you bigger as a tax.”

“AH! As you wish, Mistress.” Mary saw Ellen squirt as she climaxed.

“Tsk, tsk, making an even bigger mess.”

“I’m sorry, Mistress. Mistress, I’m wondering if you might have forgotten something.”

“Oh?”

“About my boon… to increase my size, you have to have increased your own size first, one time greater than mine.”

Mary frowned. I had forgotten that… Hmmm… Oh, well… Guess I just have to wait a little bit to do it. Make the other me deal with the consequences. I know I would. Ha HA MWHAHAHAHAHA!

Mark said, “Mary… why are you maniacally laughing?”

“Oh… um… no reason… please carry on. Just thinking about helping Ellen with a problem. BYE!” Mary forcibly shut the connection. Phew. I didn’t realize that he could hear that.

“Thank you, pet, for the reminder. I suppose I’ll have to wait slightly to implement my plan, but you will comply, understand? Also, no increasing your own bust or hip size anymore, or anyone else's, actually, without my permission. I think I’ll be levying a tax on you for a bit.”

“Of course, Mistress, everything I own is yours.”

Mary reached up and removed the ball gag. “So, pet, I think you’ve earned a reward. I’m going to let you eat me out while I eat you out. If you manage to get me to cum before I get you to, I promise to reward you. Of course, if I finish you off first, I’ll punish you.” Mary didn’t wait for Ellen to respond and simply shoved her crotch into Ellen’s face forcefully and started wiggling her hips. Mary started to lap up Ellen’s juices, then inserted two fingers into Ellen. Mary was surprised at how good Ellen was at this. Laura must have trained her in more than cock sucking. I don’t want to lose, so I'd better start using my tongue. Mary penetrated Ellen, elongating her tongue and using it like a writhing tentacle to poke at Ellen’s interiors. Mary noticed that Ellen had slowed down slightly. (SMACK) “WHO SAID YOU WERE ALLOWED TO SLACK OFF! (SMACK) YOU BETTER GET ME TO CUM FIRST OR I’M GOING TO DOUBLE THAT PUNISHMENT AND YOU WILL REGRET IT!”(SMACK)

Mary found Ellen immediately obeying with eagerness, and Mary found herself climaxing a few moments later. She took her sweet time, though, for Ellen’s desire to be punished winning out over her desire to give Mary pleasure. After a minute of edging Ellen, Mary finally granted her mercy.

+1 VP Touch Mistress's Pussy
+2 VP Cunnulingus on the Mistress
+3 VP Cunnulingus by the Mistress

Mary removed the blindfold and grabbed Ellen’s face. With a growl in her voice, “PET! I want to make one thing clear. If you ever prioritize your desire to be punished by me over my pleasure again, you’ll get a real punishment. Like maybe I’ll **** you to take a Milked Dumb and simply hook you up to the milking machine for a whole day, so you just keep becoming dumber and dumber, until you are simply a set of fuck holes for me to use. Do you understand me, pet?”

“Yes, Mistress. Also, Yellow, close to pushing past that.”

“Good.” Mary undid the cuffs from the bed and separated Ellen’s wrists and ankles. But she did bind her wrists together. Mary also did not actually remove the cuff from her ankles, but just left them unattached to anything. “So, was that—” Mary found Ellen practically tackling her to the bed and kissing her. Mary happily made out with Ellen for several minutes until the two were satisfied, and Mary rested her head on Ellen’s massive breasts. “I will take that as you were quite happy with my treatment of you.”

“Oh, absolutely, Mistress.”

“You don’t need to keep calling me that. I would prefer you didn’t except while we were doing sexy stuff, if you want more sexy stuff, or you need it to help focus for some reason, since it is rather a turn on to hear you say it, to me.”

“Yes, Mary. That was great. I am wondering how much of what you said, were you serious about?”

“All of it, unless you say, ‘red’ and tell me you have a problem with it. If you don’t say ‘red,’ I won’t care if you complain; I will be doing what I said I would. I will be altering your paths as I wish; heck, I might just be altering both of them. Not the Belle path, I like that one a lot, but I might alter the bondage path, too.”

“What!? But I like that path.”

“Tough titties. I like it too, but it will depend on what Actress ends up as, if I want to keep Bondage or not. Honestly, I might just tweak it instead of rerolling it.”

“How so?”

“Make it either BDSM or just Submissive. But I could also just reroll it. I worry that since you are already so into it, that the negative ones are going to be ones that fuck with your mind.”

Ellen frowned. “Mary… I asked you not to curse.”

“Hey, I think I’ve been pretty good about that. Also, this wasn’t arbitrary; I chose to curse to emphasize the point. I’ve heard you curse, too, so it isn’t like you think there is never a time to curse.”

“That’s true. I suppose messing with my mind substantially is a valid reason to swear.”

“But look at all your bondage TFs: originally loosening your morals, making it so the more bound by someone else you are, the more trust, loyalty, and affection you have for them, and being able to be tethered to another person against your will for twenty-four hours and have to help that person.”

“You do have a point, they all have a mental component to them.”

“Right, tell me right now. If I still had Red Threads of Fate, could I use it on you however I liked?”

Ellen thought about it, “Yeah, I trust you not to **** it.”

Mary now undid all of Ellen’s cuffs and her collar. “How about now?”

“Hmm… For the most part, I think I would still trust you. I would appreciate it if you didn’t make me fall deeper in love with you. Which… I just realized that I was okay with that a moment ago… Mary, I trust that this is a hypothetical, right? You wouldn’t actually do that to me, because I’m pretty sure if I redid my corset myself, I wouldn’t feel this way.

“Yeah, just a hypothetical. If I could have used True Love’s Kiss on you before making you fall in love with me, I would have, before asking about that. Now I have another question for you, and I expect a yes or no. Don’t make me growl or raise my voice to get you to comply, because I will. Were you checking out Mira this morning? Meribelle, to a lesser degree as well?”

“Yes, and yes.”

“I know you became bisexual, but I thought you weren’t interested in having a bunch of Mistresses?”

“I’m not. You, Laura, and maybe one more. But girlfriends, that is another story.”

“Oh, converted to the church of Laura, have you? I’m sure Laura’s tenants have something along the lines of polyamory is good as long as everyone is consenting.”

“I’m not sure if converted is accurate. I have substituted her name a few times for God, though… So maybe I’m a worshiper. I mean, I know I’ve prayed at her altar, as Talia puts it.”

“Amen to that.”

Ellen laughed until she felt a mental poke. “Your goddess is quite displeased with you, Ellen.”

“WHAT THE?! Laura?”

“Yes, I’m quite cross with you. Did you know your actions resulted in Mark being physically forceful with Sadie? Not in the fun way either. I’m not happy with any of the desserts you fed us, but the brownies were egregious. We will be having a LONG talk after this round. If you have more of those brownies, get rid of them. Otherwise, I might just send a smiting your way.”

Ellen seemed genuinely concerned and sorry, “Laura, I’m really sorry, I didn’t think they would be that bad, the effects on our team were fairly incremental.”

“Well, I’m giving you penance for your actions. You are to pass along a message to Mary, since Mark can’t, and Mary doesn’t count as my follower, so I can’t do it directly. Get Mary to question Chloe about Sadie, specifically if Sadie asked Chloe about asking Mary out.”

Ellen could tell Laura was seething. “Okay, will do. Laura, I know I messed up, but is it really that bad?”

“Ellen, I’m pissed. You ended up messing up my night with Mark, likely Sam’s night with Mark, and substantially damaged Sadie’s relationship with Mark, and likely radically altered Isabella’s relationship with him as well. Though the last one might actually be okay. Look, I want to make something clear. If I find out that anyone on either team puts Mary or Mark in a position where their morals are FUCKED WITH AGAIN, I will personally make sure that person is coming in last place this round, even if I have to take second-to-last to make that happen. Enjoy your night with Mary. Laura out.”

Ellen felt the connection severed. Ellen turned to Mary, who looked slightly concerned. “Mary, it’s fine apparently, Laura can contact me. I’m apparently enough of a worshiper that she can do that. You aren’t, though. Laura is kind of pissed with me, apparently. She also wanted you to talk to Chloe about Sadie. Something about if Sadie asked her if it was okay to ask you out.”

“Okay, thanks for that. She seemed upset?”

“More like enraged. It wasn’t: I’m disappointed in you for your lapse in judgment. It was more like: I really want to punch you in the face right now.”

“Oof. That’s not good. Not much we can do about it now, though.” Mary turned to Ellen and put both hands on one of Ellen’s breasts, and fluffed it like a pillow. “I think it is bedtime.” Mary lay her head down and pulled the covers over her, snuggling in close.

Ellen wrapped an arm around Mary and drifted off to sleep, with Symbietta purring happily in her mind.