Wedding Preparations

Round 4 - Friday - Day of Valerie date

1. Refresher body swaps
2. Yaz is in Trinity's body
3. Trinity is in Stephanie's body
4. Stephanie is in Isla's body
5. Isla is in Valerie's body
6. Valerie is in Yaz's body

“First thing is we have to rectify your mistake dear Mr. Stuart.” Val was saying as she led him and Isla them down the street.

Eric looked at her confused, “My mistake? What are you talking about?”

Val shook her head, “You daft man. Trinity wanted to marry you, she let you know this, and you made her propose? Shame. If you want to be a good Master you need to take more initiative. Ah, we’re here. Come inside”

Eric blindly followed, only noticing at the last moment it was a jewelry store.

They were greeted by a well dressed man, “Hello. Welcome to Cartier, what can I help you find today?”

Val walked up to him, “Yes. We have an appointment. Black.”

The man nodded, “Oh yes, Ms. Black. Right this way.” He led them to a beautifully appointed room and another employee brought them each a glass of champagne.

On a small table in front of them were several diamond rings. He grabbed one and showed it to Eric, “This one is special. It is 4 carat, sourced from a Canadian mine. It is set...” Val interrupted the man.

“Don’t bother showing him. He’s just along for the ride, but look at the poor man, he knows nothing about the finer things in life. We’ll pass on that one, show me the one on the left there.”

Eric wanted to be offended, but she was kind of right. Still he wondered how they could afford any of this, there were in the real world, were they planning on using BP to buy it, or was he supposed to pay in cash.

“Uh Val, aren’t these rings a little expensive?”

Val waved him off, “You forget yourself. You are very wealthy now, you can’t give Trinity a cheap ring, it will tell everyone around you that you are cheap and they won’t want to deal with your firm. Perhaps you haven’t checked your finances lately, but nothing here is out of reach for you.”

Eric sighed, that was true he supposed. He really hadn’t checked in with his new life since Yaz’s initial transformation. If he was the majority shareholder of his law firm now, he was probably quite loaded. While Val looked over the rings he pulled up his banking app on his phone. He nearly fainted when he saw how much he had in chequing. He could only imagine his total wealth, but Val was probably right that he could afford these rings.

He put his phone away and saw Val bringing him a ring. “This one. This is the one for Trinity.” He took it from her and looked at it. It was gorgeous, she was going to love it.

“Wow…this is amazing. Thank you Val.”

Val smiled, “It wasn’t all me. Isla actually has a good eye for this, or maybe it’s just genetic. Besides, you’re still paying for it.”

Eric sighed, “Right. What’s the damage.”

The employee smiled, “Your friends have selected a ring with excellent value for you. I’ll bring the paperwork over now. After tax we are looking at $168,032.”

The man left them alone in the room, Eric looked over at Val, “Seriously? How am I supposed to pay for that?”

Val scoffed, “Check your wallet. In my season the Master ended up with a new credit card after Yaz’s transformation. Check it out.”

Sure enough Eric opened his wallet and found an Amex Black Card. He was only a little surprised when the employee was able to put the whole amount on the card without any issue.

Val left instructions for the ring to be delivered straight to the yacht, and led them out of the store. “Ok let’s keep going, we have more shopping to do!"

Yaz felt awkward looking in the mirror. She felt awkward about the whole thing actually. She certainly wasn’t shy about getting the VIP treatment, indeed she loved to indulge. It was more about the lying and the fact that she wasn’t the one getting married.

“Wow, Alexandra you look ravishing in that dress. What do you think ladies?” The saleswoman asked the rest of her ‘entourage’.

Yes, the salesperson had called Yaz Alexandra. Valerie had taken it upon herself to tell the salespeople she was Alexandra Daddario and she wanted a wedding dress for a vow renewal ceremony. Her body was a perfect copy, and Valerie had been so confident that the poor shopkeeper nearly lost her mind with excitement about having a celebrity there. Of course when you are selling $20000 dresses in Manhattan, she probably had more than one famous client.

Yaz looked over at Trinity and tried posing her for. Trinity gave a thumbs down so she turned to the salesperson and asked for another option. Yaz was just here to act as a model for Trinity and had no say in it. It’s too bad, she loved the dress she was wearing.

She took it off and Valerie handed her a glass of champagne, “You’re doing great Alex. Thanks so much for this.”

Yaz took a sip, “Well I did want to just spend the day vegging, but I suppose I don’t mind helping Trinity out. I’m actually more surprised you are here, why aren’t you trying to score points with Eric right now instead of helping out a rival?”

Valerie sighed, “Does everyone really think I’m that bad? Nevermind, don’t answer that. Fuck I guess it is self serving after all, but I am here to score points. I already have enough VP, but I still haven’t won over Eric, or the audience for that matter. I don’t just want to be the side piece he occasionally goes to when he’s bored. I want to be an integral part of this Harem, and to do so, I’ve finally realized I have to stay playing nice. Trinity is his favourite, she’s going to be his first wife. Helping her , it’s just the right call right now.”

Trinity came over and gave Valerie a hug. Stepping back she gave a thumbs up. Yaz had actually thought they’d have a harder time explaining why Trinity wouldn’t remove her facemask or speak, or why Valerie was dressed as Princess Jasmine, but the salespeople hadn’t even blinked.

She returned now with another dress, “Now this one is a bit pricier, but I think it’s worth it. One look at you in this and your husband won’t be able to keep his hands off you.”

Yaz had to agree, it did look beautiful. She let them help her into it. It was perhaps a little sluttier than Yaz had always imagined wearing to her own wedding, if she’d ever had one, but it seemed right in line with Trinity’s style.

Trinity was jumping up and down with a thumbs up. “Well it looks like your friend agrees.” Said the salesperson.

Yaz nodded, “Ok. We’ll get it.”

“Perfect.” She turned to Valerie, “You said you were paying then did you, a present for your friend?”

Valerie nodded, “That’s right.”

“Why don’t you come with me, we’ll get this sorted while she gets dressed.”

Valerie followed the woman out of the room. Yaz looked at Trinity, “Where did she get that kind of money? This dress is $27000?”

Trinity shrugged, but couldn’t speculate. Yaz got dressed and they went to join Valerie out front.

Stephanie was waddling around, looking for someone to help. She felt this itch and just had to do something for someone else. She knew a bunch of them had left already, but she was pretty sure not everyone went. She decided to look inside the dungeon and saw Beatriz whipping Marcos. He was blindfolded and tied to a bench and his tits were red and swollen. Maybe these two didn’t need any help, she slowly backed away.

She found Alexandra and Mali kneeling together in front of the tv. The credits of a movie were playing, she waved at them. “Oh hi Stephanie, what are you doing?” Alexandra asked her.

Stephanie handed them a piece of paper, Mali read it aloud, “'Magical compulsion to help another contestant. Do you need any help?' Oh you can help me! Let’s fuck!”

Alexandra laughed and gently slapped Mali on the back, “You aren’t a contestant anymore. Stephanie might want that, but it won’t help her.”

Stephanie pulled out a piece of paper and wrote on it, then handed it back to Mali, “Sorry. She is right. We can fuck after. Alex, need help?”

Alexandra shrugged, she knew she’d be able to get VP on her date night no problem. She didn’t really need anything except more BP to buy a new reality adjustment about her nudity. “More BP I guess, not sure how you can do that.”

Stephanie thought for a moment, it was hard to earn BP for someone else, and she couldn’t give it away. Her only thought went back to the die in Isla’s room. She didn’t want to use it again, but her compulsion to help really did. Fuck it she thought, everything seemed to end at body swap anyway. She wrote Mali another note and handed it to her then left.

She found the die where she’d let it. ‘I wish Alexandra had 10000 more BP.” She’d need a 14 to win. Wow, a 20!

Alexandra 7000 BP -> 17000

She felt relief as her itch had been thoroughly scratched. She was tired from all the walking around and laid down on the best to rest and wait for Mali.

“What did the note say?” Alexandra asked Mali.

“Oh, it said when you dismiss me to go find her in Isla’s room so I can fuck her.”

“Ah, well the movie is over. I guess you want to go then?”

Mali nodded, “Yes. Please Mistress.”

“Alright. Get going.” Mali practically ran out of the room, leaving Alexandra alone. With nothing else to do Alexandra decided it was time to practice. There wasn’t a lot of room here so she went up to the deck. They were docked in Manhattan so people on shore could easily see her. Well she had to get used to people watching her dance nude. She crawled up to the deck, on the opposite side from the helipad. She was grateful that dancing didn’t count as walking as she stood up and started her routine.

At first she noticed a few glances from the shore, but soon she lost herself in her craft. She spun and twirled and jumped. She was beautiful, graceful, and elegant. She was everything she’d always dreamed of. She danced alone for hours, until the sweat dripped down her chest and her calves ached from exertion. Finally she finished with a flourish and bowed to her fictional audience.

Not so fictional it turns out, she heard the sound of clapping and turned to see an audience had formed by the dock. Dozens who had been mesmerized by her dance. She blushed and waved to them, then quickly crawled back inside.

Jenny led Sarah into the dungeon but was surprised to see Beatriz and Marcos already there. Marcos was gagged and blindfolded and really looked like he’d been through the ringer. Beatriz was holding a whip and waved at them when she saw them.

Jenny smiled, why play with one sub when she could have three. “Hey Beatriz, are you a little confused?”

Beatriz frowned, “Huh? What do you mean?”

Jenny walked up to her and grabbed the whip from her, Beatriz didn't resist as she pulled it away. “Subs don’t use the whip, they get the whip. Now strip.”

Beatriz gulped, “Yes Mistress.”

Jenny smiled, “Sarah, my dear fiancee, why don’t you free Marcos so we can talk to him about the new situation.” Sarah worked his gag and blindfold off, and untied him. “Marcos, Beatriz, do you want to play with us? Oh Marcos you have permission to speak, but only for the words Yes and No.”

Marcos nodded and said, “Yes.” Beatriz was already kneeling and just nodded.

“Perfect. Marcos, stick out your tongue, I want to see it.” Marcos obeyed, “Wow. Sarah, look at that, it’s huge!”

“Yes.” said Marcos.

Jenny laughed, “Marcos you no longer have permission to speak except to say your safeword, which will be ‘Lima’. Beatriz, you aren’t magically compelled, but same rule for you.”

Jenny looked around the room for inspiration, she walked around grabbing a few items and then returned to the group. She grabbed Marcos' chains and linked his wrist cuffs to his collar behind his back. It defied reality, but all she had to do was touch the chain to the collar and it fused there. Jenny smiled as she stared at him, he still hadn’t paid to shrink his tits so they were almost as large as her own. Once he was secure she slapped one tit and then the other. Marcos whined but said nothing. She then pushed him down onto a sybian and locked his ankles in.

She grabbed Beatriz by her hair, “Follow me bitch.” She tried to sound tough, but it wasn’t really her forte. She heard Sarah stifle a laugh, but Beatriz seemed really into it. She made sure not to actually hurt her as she pulled Beatriz by her hair. She led her over to a pillory and locked her in.

“Sarah, what do you think of Beatriz’ tits?” Jenny asked, slowly rubbing one of her nipples between her fingers.

Sarah came over and grabbed Beatriz’ other tit, “I don’t know. Are these even tits? They are a little small.”

Jenny smiled, both her and Sarah had been flat before this show, Beatriz too for that matter. It was funny for them both to be so well endowed and mocking this woman with perfectly normal tits. Still, it wasn’t about them actually disliking Beatriz. It was all about setting the mood.

“Hmm, maybe we can make them bigger by stretching them out.” Jenny grabbed some nipple clamps and handed on to Sarah. Together they each clamped a nipple. Beatriz moaned, but didn’t say anything. Jenny grabbed some weights and slowly they hung them from the clamps.

“Sarah my love, would you rather fuck or be fucked today?”

Sarah grinned, “I think I know what you are thinking. Why don’t you test out Marcos’ new tongue and I’ll deal with Beatriz.”

Jenny smiled, “Deal”. She handed Sarah a massive strap on and went over to Marcos. She quickly stripped off her bikini bottoms and picked up the remote for the sybian. “Now Marcos here is the deal. You are going to use that tongue of yours to make me happy. The happier I am, the fast that thing goes. If I get off, I’ll get you off. Don’t try to slack off though or else I’ll have to try something different.”

Jenny turned around and bent over slightly giving Marcos an unobstructed view of her pussy. She moaned as she felt his tongue exploring so she turned the speed up. Ahead of her she could see Sarah walking behind Beatriz, the strap-on jutting out from her crotch. Finally reaching behind her Sarah unceremoniously stuffed the dildo into Beatriz.

As Sarah fucked Beatriz those weights swung back and forth, pulling at Beatriz’ sensitive nipples. Jenny was surprised she was able to keep quiet, it gave her some more ideas for later. She herself was unable to keep quiet as Marcos suddenly found her clit, “Oh fuck yes.” She cried out. She turned the sybian up to max and Marcos brought her to a stunning orgasm.

Stepping away Jenny looked back at him, without the task of licking her he had given himself up to the pleasures of the vibrator. She’d promised to let him cum so she waited until he did then shut it off.

She walked back over to Beatriz and started to slap her tits as Sarah pumped into her pussy. “So Beatriz, do you want to cum?”

“Yes please.” Beatriz begged.

Jenny lightly slapped her in the face, “I told you not to speak. Sarah, stop.” Beatriz groaned as Sarah pulled out. Jenny motioned for Sarah to come around, “Sarah, since she can’t be bothered to keep her mouth shut, I want you to fill it. Fuck her face would you.”

“Of course.” Sarah lifted the dildo up and pushed it slowly into Beatriz 'mouth. Jenny walked around running her finger along Beatriz’ back until she got behind her. She dipped her finger in Beatriz’ sopping wet pussy and smiled as she heard Beatriz moan. She brought her wet finger over to Marcos and he easily accepted it into his mouth. Jenny reached down and unbuckled his ankles and helped him up. She let him behind Beatriz and made him kneel.

“Ok Marcos, he’s the deal. You are staring right at your fiancee's beautiful pussy. I’m sure you want to taste it, and she’s dying for your tongue. If she asks you to eat her out, I want you to dive in and don’t stop until I tell you too. If you touch her before I give you permission, I’ll punish both of you.” Jenny walked over until she was in front of Beatriz, she had Sarah stop fucking her face for a moment. “Beatriz, Marcos is behind you ready to lash your pussy with his tongue. All you have to do is give him permission and he’ll do it. Too bad you don’t have permission to speak. If you speak without permission I am going to lock you in this chastity belt. It’s one you should be familiar with, it can only be released by the keyholder. I’ll make you wait 24 hours per orgasm he gives you. Or you can wait until Sarah and I are done fucking and take your chances I’ll let either of you cum. Up to you.”

Jenny grabbed Sarah’s hand and let her away and over to a St. Andrew’s cross. She smiled at her lover, “For something different, I want you to lock my wrists and ankles to the cross. Then I’ll be at your mercy for a change. Do whatever you want to me, for as long as you want. We’ll deal with Marcos and Beatriz when we are done.”

Sarah grinned, “Of course Mistress. I do love the taste of your pussy, you should be careful offering my full access. I might not let you go.”

Jenny giggled, “I trust you. Today it’s an all you can eat buffet.”

Once Jenny was secured, Sarah surprised her by adding a blindfold and a ring gag. Jenny had hoped to watch Beatriz struggling against temptation, but it wasn’t her decision anymore. For a while nothing happened. Jenny was confused, she thought for sure Sarah would just dive straight in. Then she screamed into her gag as Sarah put clamps on her nipples. Fuck that hurt, Jenny thought, oh well, she had promised Sarah she could do whatever she wanted.

Next Jenny felt the impact of a cane along her thighs, on her belly, right on her tits. It was noticeable, but not especially painful. She could handle a lot more titan that, and it just served to tease her. Then Sarah hit her in the pussy and she screamed into the gag. That was the gentlest hit yet, but definitely the most painful. Worse because she wasn’t expecting it. The next hit to her pussy wasn’t as shocking, but still stung.

She was so focused on her pussy she was completely surprised when a dildo invaded her mouth. With the ring gag she couldn’t resist and just had to accept the intrusion. It tasted like rubber, so it wasn’t the same dildo Sarah used in the strap on. Sarah worked the dildo in and out of her mouth a few times then pulled it away, and then Jenny moaned as something pushed into her pussy. It was definitely the dildo and Sarah slowly fucked her with it.

Jenny felt her lust rising, but Sarah was going so slowly she’d never reach orgasm. She shook in her bonds and moaned, thrusting her hips trying to speed it up. In retaliation Sarah pulled the dildo out and hit her tits with the cane again.

Still it worked the way Jenny wanted as she felt Sarah’s lips replace the dildo. Sarah was slowly kissing her thighs, her vulva, working her tongue into her pussy. Then Sarah sped up, eating her out like she was starving. Jenny shook the whole cross as she came, but that didn’t stop Sarah. She kept going as Jenny came again, and again, and again. Jenny was so tired from constantly cumming she was barely standing. Only the chains kept her upright but still Sarah licked away.

Finally she came a final time and Sarah stopped her onslaught. As she was catching her breath she felt something touch her legs, something cold and metallic. Oh no she thought, it was the chastity belt. She struggled against her bondage but it was futile. Sarah locked the belt in place.

Sarah left her alone for a while, she heard other sounds but couldn’t tell what was going on. Finally Sarah returned and undid her cuffs, catching her as she fell. She blinked as Sarah removed the blindfold, the room seemed very bright at first.

As her vision cleared she saw Marcos kneeling in front of her, still wearing the armbinder. Beside him was Beatriz, naked except for the nipple clamps and shiny metal panties. Jenny removed the ring gag herself and looked at Sarah, “What happened?” She asked.

Sarah smiled, “I found a second chastity belt. Same rules as the one Beatriz now wears. You’ll both earn 1000 BP every 24 hours, but they can only be removed by the keyholder. Jenny, you are the keyholder for Beatriz. She came 5 times by the way.”

“Wait, and who is the keyholder for mine?” Jenny asked.

“Marcos is. I was going to make it Beatriz, except she’s so submissive to everyone except Marcos I thought it would be too easy for you to break her. So if you really try holding Beatriz to 5 days of no sex, you might have to be prepared for it yourself.”

Jenny looked at Sarah, “Wow. You’re evil. I love it.” She kissed her.

Sarah winked, “I know.”

Jenny laughed and looked at Beatriz and Marcos, “Ok you both have permission to speak. How do you think this afternoon went?”

Marcos replied first, “Hmm, let me out of these chains and I might consider letting you out of that belt.”

Beatriz hissed, “Don’t even think of releasing him. I think you look hot. Kitty’s don’t need hands anyway.”

Marcos grinned, “No way you go 5 days without losing your mind. Beatriz I love you, but you are way to horny for that. We should make a deal right now.”

Beatriz shook her head, “No way. I have self control. Jenny is as big of a horndog as I am. She’ll cave first, I know it.”

Marcos smiled, “Well your call, I guess I can handle a little extra attention for a few days.”

Jenny clapped, “Perfect. Then I’m glad we all had a good time. Let’s go get some lunch!”

Sarah grabbed Jenny’s hand and started walking away. Beatriz helped Marcos up and started to follow.

“Wait, aren’t you going to let me out?” Marcos asked, shaking his arms behind him.

Jenny looked back at Beatriz and both women giggled. Beatriz shook her head, “Nope. Don’t worry kitty, I’ll feed you.”

“It can’t be done.” The tailor said, shaking his head, “Maybe next Friday.”

Val took a step closer to him, got right in his face, “You are going to drop your other work and do it right now.”

For a moment Isla thought the man was scowling at her, but then suddenly he appeared very meek, “Yes ma’am. Right away. It will be done by morning.”

Isla shared a look with Eric, sure Val was persuasive but how did she get him to agree to finish Eric’s tuxedo today?

As they left the tailor’s Isla noticed Val was breathing heavily, she looked back and forth between Eric and Isla, “Oh fuck.” Val grabbed a hand from each of them and dragged them off.

“What’s going on?” Eric asked as he followed along.

Val moaned, “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” She spat out between moans.

She dragged them into the lobby of a hotel, and Eric got the idea. He left Isla with Val and got them a room, then the trio quickly headed upstairs.

Inside the room Val wasted no time in removing her clothes, and everyone else's. She moaned with lust as she kissed Eric and Isla indiscriminately.

She still wouldn’t say anything more than moans and fuck, so Eric decided to give it to her. Eric grabbed her from behind and slid himself in. “Fuck fuck fuck….” She cried. Eric almost didn’t have to do anything, she started humping so quickly. Isla didn’t want to be left out so she decided to kiss Val and try to finger her at the same time.

With both of them working on her Val soon came, it was a loud screaming affair. “More Fuck.” Val cried out.

Well at least she has another word now, Isla thought. The two continued to fuck her over and over again. Her moans started getting softer and softer until she actually passed out from the fucking.

“Oh no.” Eric said as she slumped forward. Isla helped him carry her to the bed. They examined her but she actually appeared to be asleep.

“Ok, what the fuck was that?” Isla asked.

Eric shrugged, “No idea. What did Valerie say about her, she’s a copy from a different season. It must be a transformation.”

Isla looked over at Eric’s cock, it looked huge. She felt herself getting wet imagining. She hadn’t had sex with him in her own body yet, but that was no need to deny herself now. She might have started this season holding herself above the needs of the mortal coil, but right now she was just a human who wanted to get fucked.

“Let’s let her sleep. Come to the shower with me?” She asked him.

Eric looked surprised, but nodded. He followed her to the bathroom. Once the water was warm Isla stepped in and pulled him behind her. “I want you to fuck me.” She told him. She wasn’t big on subtly after all.

Eric nodded and spun her around and quickly slid himself inside. Isla moaned as he filled her, or well, Valerie’s pussy. Fuck this was almost as good as using magic she thought to herself. She braced herself against the shower wall as he pounded her. “Oh fuck yes.” She cried as she came, her whole body quivering.

She turned around, pulling him out of herself. She didn’t want Valerie to get pregnant after all. She kissed him and used her hand to stroke him. He came all over her hand, with more shooting out past it. He seemed surprised by the kiss at first, but did reciprocate.

Handjob +3 VP (Valerie)

After they were both clean they went to lie on the bed beside Val. As Eric sat down Val stirred and opened her eyes, she looked at the sheepishly, “Wow, thanks for that. It’s one of my transformations. I can make people do whatever I want, but it results in **** arousal that won’t go away on its own. Wow I’m beat. That’s all all Valerie wanted me to do today, the ring and the tux, not the fucking. Are you too cool if I just lie here for a while? Maybe we can order room service and wait for Isla and Valerie to swap back.”

Eric and Isla agreed, they ordered some food and a way too expensive movie and laid on the couch together waiting for Valerie.

Trinity was very happy with Valerie’s choices today. She knew she wanted to marry Eric, and she knew she wanted to be his first wife. That had led her to somewhat rashly proposing and decided to get married on her date night. She’d spent some time planning with Stephanie, but had quickly realized it wouldn’t be possible to get everything on her list done. She’d decided to settle for something plain and simple.

Valerie had changed that. Now she had an expensive dress, killer heels, even a special bridal lingerie set. Valerie had tried to go further, but it was too hard to get her ideas across with this gag in her mouth. She’d waved Valerie off and given her a hug, hopefully showing her she didn’t need to keep trying for her.

Valerie must have got the message because the next stop was a spa for massages and mani/pedis. It was wonderfully relaxing, even Yaz seemed to have calmed down. She really didn’t like pretending to be a celebrity, but it had opened a lot of doors for them. It’s amazing what people will do just because they think you're famous.

Trinity was watching the clock, it was almost time for them to switch. She made eye contact with Yaz and nodded. At least Trinity and Yaz knew where they were going, Valerie had no idea what her body was right now. There was a slight shudder and suddenly she was back in her own body. She looked over at Yaz and Stephanie, “You too back as well?”

Stephanie nodded and Yaz smiled, “Yeah. I’m back. Wow it was weird being someone else for the day. Not that I’m not someone else all the time.”

Trinity put her hand over Yaz’s, “You are still you. Just because your appearance is a little different, it’s still your body.”

Yaz shrugged, “Ya. I know. So Valerie said we have the night off, she doesn’t need us for the rest of her date. What do you want to do?”

Trinity smiled, “Well we’re in New York, there’s gotta be something fun around.”

“Well maybe we could start with dinner? I’m starving.”

Trinity clapped her hands, “Oh ya. Stephanie, you in? I know you can’t eat, but you can sit with us.”

Stephanie nodded and the three of them headed off to find a spot for dinner.

Isla felt the change happen. It was disorienting. She’d been lying in bed watching a movie with Val and Eric and now she was lying in a dark room on a bed. She felt a surge of pleasure and looked down and saw Mali eating her out. At least her body had gone back to normal. She tried to tell Mali to stop but all that came out was, “Moo!”

Fuck, Stephanie didn’t get milked. She wasn’t sure if Mali counted as a contestant or not. She moo’d again and Mali got the hint, moving up from her pussy to suck on her tits. It felt amazing but Isla couldn’t feel any milk leaving her tits. Fuck Stephanie, now she’d have to find someone else. She started to push Mali away but another surge of pleasure changed her mind. After all, why shouldn’t she enjoy this? She lay back and let Mali bring her to another orgasm.

As she came down from the high she pushed Mali off. She found some clothes and went to go find someone else to milk her. Mali, without being told to, happily crawled along behind her.

Marcos was still restrained, Jenny and Beatriz seemed to think it was really funny to watch him eat without his hands. ‘Like a kitty’ as Beatriz put it. Oh well, those two were going to get their comeuppance soon. There probably weren’t any two on the yacht hornier than them, except maybe Trinity, they weren’t going to last long before they were begging to be released.

Alexandra crawled into the dining room to join them. She joined Marcos and Beatriz in kneeling by the table instead of sitting at it. “You know, we should customize this table. Make it easier for some of us to kneel at it instead of all sitting.”

Marcos smiled, “Well I’m sure we could arrange that. How about you free my hands and we can talk about it.”

Alexandra laughed, “Nice try Marcos. I’m not letting you go without Beatriz’ permission.”

Beatriz giggled, “Fine Marcos, I’ll let you go.” She released his chains and brought his hands in front of him, then cuffed them together again, “Better?” she asked.

Marcos sighed, “Fine. At least I can eat properly now.”

Jenny giggled, “Well it was quite proper for a kitty to eat using his tongue. Oh, where’s Isla? We should have fed you milk in a bowl.”

Sarah slapped Jenny’s shoulder, “Be nice.”

Jenny giggled again, “I am very nice. Oh look, she’s coming now.”

Isla walked into the dining room, relieved to see everyone else, “Moo!”

Jenny smiled, “Oh perfect. Kitty, she needs your help. Oh and Mali! You look like you had fun today, you can take Marcos' place when he gets up to help Isla.”

Marcos rolled his eyes but did start to get up to help Isla anyway. Sarah waved him off and grabbed Isla’s hand. She smiled at Isla and led her away for some privacy.

“Boo Sarah, you’re too nice. Don’t worry, after we’re married I work on corrupting you properly.” Jenny teased.

Alexandra laughed, “Wow I spent the afternoon dancing naked on the deck but I think I’m the most normal one here.”

Beatriz shook her head, “Really? Ok, what’s the square root of 9?”

Alexandra pouted, “Ok just because I have no idea what you mean that doesn’t make me weird.”

Jenny piled on, “Ya. Not everyone is good at math. Ok Alexandra, who was George Washington?”

Alexandra looked like she was deep in thought, “Oh I know this, he’s on money right?”

Jenny giggled, “Sure is. And why is he there?”

Alexandra sighed, “Uh. He’s got that big wig thing, was he a lawyer?”

Beatriz shook her head, “I’m not even American and I know how wrong you are. See, you are weird too. Don’t worry. We accept your weirdness.”

“Okay okay. I’m weird too. Happy? Now stop teasing me.”

Jenny smiled, “Of course. You’re our friend after all. Oooh, we should have some wine. Sorry Marcos, it’s not acceptable to give wine to pets.”

Marcos rolled his eyes again, “Ha ha. Guess who's never getting that belt off?”

Jenny stuck her tongue out, but she did make sure to give Marcos a glass as she was handing them out, although he brain just kind of forgot about giving Mali one. Sarah and Isla returned and Jenny filled everyone’s cup, “Cheers!” Jenny raised her glass to everyone.