Indulgence in the Tower

Aubrey was taking the carriage back to town alone. What was I thinking!? Why couldn’t I just let it go? I mean, is he being an idiot? Yes. Freya even said yes. What is his problem? No, Aubrey, don't get distracted. What was your problem? Something happened. Okay, let’s start from the beginning.

Woke up. Killer headache. Cuddles. Make out. Headache. Freya knocked and brought coffee and food. Mark flirted with Freya in front of me. She chastised him, and I backed her up. Then…

Why did I tease her about wanting Mark? Like it felt right? I mean, sure, she is nice, but do I really want to share him with one more woman than I have to? Huh, I mean, I guess I don’t hate that. But I don’t want that either. So why was I so pushy? Now Mark is mad at me.

“Great guess, I’ll have to apologize later.”

“What was that, Ma’am?” Hilde said from the front of the carriage.

“Nothing important, Hilde just muttering to myself about something stupid.”

The carriage pulled to a stop at the edge of the town. “Here you are, Ma’am. That something stupid would happen to involve my sister now, would it?”

“Uh, sort of? I mean not directly, but yes.”

“Hey, listen here. I appreciate you caring about Astrid, but please don’t go kicking up a hornet’s nest with Mark over her. You wouldn’t be the first contestant to be eliminated when trying to help her with her situation.”

“Okay, but it was less about her and more about Freya, really. Though it did still involve her.”

“Freya? What are you mad at Mark for giving her the ol’ googly eyes, because frankly that just means he has taste.”

“No, well, yes, but that isn’t what this is about. I asked Freya about ASTRID, what she was willing to do. And for some reason, I asked her if she would join Mark’s Harem if that would get ASTRID back. And we fought because he didn’t want to do that even though she said yes.”

“Well, not surprised she said yes. We might have been identical sextuplets, but Freya and Astrid were closest to each other. She took the elimination hardest. But frankly, I think any of us would take that deal. Shame it isn’t on the table. Anyway, stay safe and thanks for caring.” Hilde got back on the carriage, heading back to the Rose-Crowned Court.

I should go talk to Chloe; she might be able to help me deal with this. I guess we’re roommates starting tonight. Heh. Like old times.

Shortly after Laura cast the impulse on Aubrey

Okay, Laura, you got this. You’ve done this before. Why are you so concerned now? Oh, right, the fact that you are in a harem now that you can’t leave. Which means that if things get too emotional and you start having feelings, you can’t just run away. Laura knocked on the door to the Velvet Tower, hoping that Flora and Sam hadn’t left yet.

Sam was the one who answered the door. Dang, does she look cute in that Sailor nightgown.

“Laura?” Sam groggily looked up at the very tall woman. “What’s up? Flora and I were sleeping. After last night, we stayed up talking, and I agreed to help smooth things over with Mark if he hasn’t come around by her date night.”

“Well, that will help. I want in on that too. I already plan on talking to him, luckily it sounds like whatever you said to him on your date got that stick up his butt at least a bit loosened, but I don’t think he understands the real problem.”

“The real problem?” Flora spoke up, coming to the door, stretching in a way that reminded Laura of a cat after a nap.

“Yeah, it’s great that he is dropping the issue with you. But for me, it isn’t that he was mad at you that upset me. He can have his feelings, and I won’t sugarcoat it; you fucked up. Being mad is understandable. No, the problem was that he thought it was his place to dole out a punishment at all. You aren’t his pet, Flora. Or his property or his girlfriend. Nor is Ellen. You two might end up as his girlfriends eventually, but you aren’t yet. I get that this whole situation is fucked up, even for him, and I haven’t had a good chance to sit down and talk to him yet. But just because we are in his harem doesn’t mean he owns us.”

“Sure, but we are going to have to accept that he is going to have a level of control over us.” Flora shrank down a little, saying this.

“See that right there is a problem.” Laura scowled, seeing the lioness cower a bit. “Look, I’m not saying that we aren’t going to have to make accommodations for everything to work. I got talking to Allie while we were wrangling everyone yesterday about a few things. I had already seen signs in what Allie had said at the beginning and how he acted with you, Flora. Mark is rather possessive. Which a little bit is one thing. I get that. He wants to be protective of us? Great. Healthy even to a point. But that isn’t what he did with you, Flora. He decided that he was going to treat you like a child, a pet, or worse, his property. At least as far as I’m aware, this is actually the one thing he has done that I am worried about moving forward. He’s made some slip-ups here and there from what I’ve heard, but has tried to correct them. But we need to firmly establish that his fantasy of dominating us and enslaving us is a thing that happens with consent, not coercion, or not at all.”

“I mean, I don’t think he sees us like that, Laura.” Sam rebutted. “He definitely didn’t see me that way. Honestly, I think he still has a lot of that Catholic guilt and repression internalized, even if he has dealt with some of it. When we were talking, he kept being self-deprecating and not in a funny way. About how he isn’t that good of a person, and fantasizes about some pretty messed-up things. But after shouting at him and chewing him out for a good long while, things went well.”

“You shouted at him?” Flora was aghast.

“Yeah, for 10, maybe 15 minutes straight, then I tied him to a chair. He was very accommodating.”

“That’s good to hear, Sam. Like I said, I’m worried about it, and I think just talking it out will resolve the problem. Though… How effective was yelling?”

Sam smirked, “Very. He pretty much just shut up and did as he was told. Though I will say this, I don’t think trying to dominate him will go well. To aggression, he responds fine, but when I told him I was going to tie him to the chair and do what I wanted, he wasn’t thrilled. Even if he didn’t say anything, I could tell from his face, but after I explained why I wanted to, he had no issues with it.”

Flora continued, “Also, you saw how he responded to Aubrey yesterday. He was there for her and let her fight her own fight. I… might… have followed to get more information, and I’m pretty sure Mark didn’t say a word after leaving us all the way until he entered his building with Aubrey in tow.”

“Wait, Flora went all the way up there with them in the carriage?” Laura asked.

“Yeah, I was cutting it close, on my timer. I also decided to help Aubrey a little by making her stumble into Mark. He princess-carried her inside. I figure she could use the boost after that crap ruined her date night.”

“Anyway, back to my point.” Laura kept the conversation from being derailed. “Hopefully, this can simply be resolved with words, and we move on. He has generally shown good traits, so I’m not too worried. Also, while this has been an extremely great conversation, it actually isn’t why I came here. I wanted to ask about something else. See, I was wondering if maybe either or both of you might be interested in having some sex to blow off some steam, as it were.”

Flora’s face turned so red it matched the color of her fur, but Sam was a bit more curious at the woman’s forthrightness.

“Look, you two, okay, normally I’m better at this, but I have been having more and more trouble thinking straight, because of how horny I am. Between being suddenly seven years younger and the rest of my physical changes, I have had a lot of energy, which has helped deal with the constant series of events, but it has also made my libido spike, and I need less sleep. I have also had to share a bed with a rather attractive woman who I would like nothing more than to ravish, who is very much not into women. Given that I had a fairly high libido before, and also had not had a chance to masturbate, either, since I don’t want to offend Talia. Would either of you like to have sex?”

“Why don’t you come inside, and we can discuss this?” Sam stepped out of the way, gesturing for Laura to come in.

“Wait, Sam, you’re considering this?” Flora looked at her wide-eyed

“Yes, but we do have to have a talk before we begin. Flora, if it makes you uncomfortable, you can either leave, or Laura and I can go to the top of the tower to have this discussion. I won’t kick you out of the room or anything, and I’m not just going to have sex in front of you without your consent. But yeah, I mean, I don’t see why we can’t be intimate together. We are all attractive, and like it or not, Flora, we are all bonded to Mark permanently. I don’t know what that will entail exactly, but we are going to be in each other’s lives, and as Laura stated, Mark is possessive. You might remember that either an FFM three-way or a throuple were the only things that he and Allie felt comfortable exploring together. So, if we want to be with women, the logical options would be to pursue the other members of the Harem.”

“But like…” God, why is talking so hard? “Shouldn’t, I don’t know. We like, know each other better first? Not that I don’t like either of you or anything, but isn’t this rushing things a bit?”

Sam responded as she was walking over to sit down on the edge of the bed, with the other two following her. “Normally, I would agree with you, Flora. I wouldn’t be doing this with someone this fast. I would take a lot longer to feel comfortable with something like this. But the reality of the show is that we are going to be pushed into things. If you don’t want this, I get that. But I’m going to use this chance to become more comfortable with things so that when I get pushed, I can bend and not break.”

“Flora, I agree with Sam. If you aren’t comfortable, we can figure out somewhere else to do this, but she’s right, we are going to be pushed, especially during challenges. Mark told us that there is often a sexual component, or something that is intended to push us to be more okay with pleasing him. Not saying that she will, but Cassandra could take something like my Olympic rings idea, where we each have to try to get each other off. If you aren’t willing to participate in challenges like that, what are you going to do to earn points? Sure, you have a buffer now because of a few things on the day we got here. Is a round going to be enough to fix things with Mark? Will you be comfortable enough with him to do stuff with him?”

Laura reached out to take Flora’s hand. “I ask not because I want to push you to do things you don’t want to, but because I don’t want to see you be eliminated. Right now, you would probably become Mark’s full-time cat, maybe lose the ability to speak or walk normally, too. I don’t want to see you become like ASTRID, okay? Normally, I am super about consent and make sure the other is cool with whatever is happening, but if I think you are going to get eliminated… I think I would use my magic on you to try and get you to do something with Mark. Like, I would keep building your arousal until you were fine with it. Because I’m with Talia on this, if I need to tank a challenge and take last place to save one of you, I will. Honestly, her sincerity when she said that really improved my opinion of her. I don’t want to get sidetracked too much, but speaking of Talia, we should really try to reach out to her some more. She isn’t doing too great and is feeling a bit lonely. We’ve bonded a bit cooking together, but the two of us really don’t have anything in common. And I feel like I need to hold back so as not to gross out or offend her, and it is exhausting. But she is rather nice, if repressed.”

“You’re not bothered by her homophobic comments?” Flora questioned.

“Look, she has not been like, repent from your ways, or anything. I’m not going to fault her for thinking that sex should be between men and women, at least not too much. I would fault her for trying to actually tell us we can’t be with one another or take actions to stop us. But people have their views on what a romantic and sexual relationship should look like. You yourself thought we should wait to have sex and get to know each other better. Should I judge you to be a prude because I think it is perfectly acceptable to go to the gym, find a young hottie, and bang them, and you don’t? Because, take your view a couple of steps further, and premarital sex is wrong. That is where Talia is really at. She has views on what a relationship should look like. I will say I hope she can get over her thing of same-sex relationships being wrong and move it to the column of they are just not for me. I sort of hope she takes Cassandra’s deal because of it. She is really struggling, and I think it would make everything easier for her if Mark makes changes wisely. But we have gotten really off topic. Sam, what did we need to talk about exactly to make this happen?”

“Well… Okay, I’m trying to be more open about this. I don’t want to get into details, but I was sexually assaulted by several of the other cadets during ROTC.” Laura and Flora looked at her with sympathy as Sam took in a deep breath and slowly exhaled. “Okay, that was a bit easier, no panic attack.” Sam continued taking measured breaths. “Which brings me to what is actually important to talk about. I have had serious issues with physical intimacy, I mentioned tying Mark to a chair. This is why. He has been very respectful about this, but I still need to work through this if I am ever going to be with him fully. So, Laura, I want you to understand that if we do this. I’ll do my best to make sure you get off, but I may have to stop. Also that I am using you for my own purposes here. If that is a problem for you, that I’m up for trying this because I want to try and get past my trauma first, and have fun with you second, then I’m out.”

“That’s fine as long as having fun with me is on the list of reasons and not just to get over your trauma.”

“Works for me. Now you cool with me tying you up? Because I think that would be easiest to make sure I feel more in control of my surroundings.”

“Sure. Not a problem. If you want to Dom me, I’m cool with that too. Like I said before about Mark, if he wants to dominate us, that’s fine with me. He wants me to act like a good little slave girl in the bedroom? Sure, I’ll do that. I don’t mind that as long as he is asking for our consent first, that boundaries are established, and safe words too. I don’t really have too many hang-ups, the big one being don’t ruin my orgasms. You want to edge me, for a while keep me just near to climax for a while, and then push me over the edge? Great had some of my best orgasms that way. But you do that and do something to deny me the orgasm. I'm going to be pissed at you.”

“Works for me. Flora, you in?”

“Um… Could I just watch? Maybe masturbate. I don’t think I’m willing to jump in yet, but you're right, I need to push my boundaries a bit.”

“That’s fine, Flora.” Sam stood up. “Now, a few specifics, Laura, that I want to do.” Laura nodded for her to go ahead. “First, I am going to use my boon to tie your wrists together to the top of the bed frame. I’ll let you go when you ask, but you aren’t getting free until you want this to stop.”

“Not a problem.”

“Second, I'm going to be touching you, not the other way around. If I have to bind your legs too, I will. Third, because you aren’t going to be touching me at all, I want to use something so I get off too. Flora, if you would like to use it as well, I don’t mind.” Sam walked off for a moment and returned with three nearly identical collars, with their only difference being the color: one red, one blue, and one green. “I went through some of the stuff here and found a set of interesting collars.

Collars of Linked Indulgence: The pleasure that one individual feels will be experienced by all others wearing another of these collars. The more people wearing one of these collars, the lower the inhibitions of the wearers.

“Well? Would using these be a problem?

“I’m game,” Laura said, seeing the effect, “Though unless Flora is joining in, I won’t really get anything out of it.”

“You seriously want to use these items. After you heard about what happened last time?” Flora said with a bit of hysteria in her voice.

“Flora.” Sam calmly spoke. “That is because you put a lot on Ellen all at once that had compounding effects. If you don’t want to, that's fine, I get it. But just the collars should be fine.”

“What about the inhibition lowering? We have to wear these for a whole day, unless we can get Mark to take them off. And I don’t fancy messaging him right now when he is with Aubrey this morning, after how horrible their time together was yesterday. Especially not to be like ‘hey, we are going to do something we think will be some fun wacky hijinks, but in case we get in trouble, can you please be ready to come fix our mess.’ Because what happens when it doesn’t stop at the collars?”

“We aren’t going to be putting anything else on,” Sam replied

“Right now you won’t, but what about when your inhibitions are lower. The idea of well, just one more wouldn’t be that bad, is easy to fall into. I did it, and I wasn’t even under the effects of any magic at the time.”

“Hmmm… That is a valid point. I have an idea.” Sam got out her phone and sent off a quick message to Cassandra.

Sam: Hey, could you pop over to the velvet tower? I have a favor to ask of you.

~Pop~

“Now, I am just dying to know what you could want,” Cassandra said, appearing in front of them.

“Well, Flora raises a very good point. A lot of the items here make it so we might be willing to put on more items, and it could quickly spiral out of control. I was wondering if you could put in a safety feature. Something like if both the room's occupants agree, they can lock down all gear in here for a period of time, preferably 24 hrs. Except for the items already prepared to be worn. So, as I have these three collars here, they wouldn’t be prevented from being used if Flora and I agree now, but no more items in here could be used until tomorrow. I ask because it would make people far more willing to use the gear, which is why it is here, right?”

“Hmmm… I’m okay with it, sure, why not? One change to your rule, though, Mark is still able to access anything here at any time. Even over the contestant’s objections. Otherwise, sure, we can add that rule. Anything else?”

The girls looked at each other, and they couldn’t think of anything and just shrugged. “Nope, I think we’re good. Thank you, Cassandra.” Laura said a bit of her resentment from last night was fading.

“You’re welcome, have fun.” And she vanished

~Pop~

“Okay, Flora, does that take care of your issue?” Sam inquired

“I guess that does make things a lot better. But we could still get into trouble.”

“True, but it isn’t like we are going to have no inhibitions, just lower ones. I doubt this will feel like more than a beer or two.” Laura offered. “Or do you not drink Flora?”

“I’m okay with alcohol, but I’m kind of a lightweight, and the taste is rather strong, but I guess that is a fair point. I’ve drunk to get the willingness to do something before… Okay, fine, can I have the green collar? I think it would go with my hair and eyes.”

Sam tossed her the collar. “I want to actually put this on you, Laura, that way I get some extra BP for it.” Laura tilted her head slightly, making it easier to get at her neck, and Sam slipped the collar on her. “Flora, wait.” Flora stopped before the collar was around her neck. “Do you agree we should lock down the Binding Platform besides these collars?”

“Yes.”

They could hear thuds throughout the room as the mannequins were placed behind bars, preventing access. “Okay, good, now we can go ahead.” So Sam and Flora slipped on their own collars. “Now, Laura, take off your clothes, lie down on the bed, and put your hands above your head.”

Laura complied with Sam’s authoritative voice. Dang, she is going to make such a good Dom one day. That voice, god, it makes me feel like I’ve been an undisciplined little soldier. “Yes. Ma’am!” she said, giving a salute and moved into position. Sam tied her wrists together first and then bound them to the frame of the bed, so Laura was on her back. “Now, Flora, you said you just wanted to watch?” Sam said as she began to slip out of her nightgown. “Is that still the case? Because I doubt that Laura here would mind eating you out.”

“I absolutely wouldn’t mind.”

“Good girl.” Sam said, patting Laura on the cheek.

Fuck, I am wet. Sam is a natural at this.

“Umm…” Flora bit her lip, “Maybe? Um… I think I’ll just watch. I’ll say something if I change my mind, okay.”

“Then be a good little kitty and get comfortable over there, while we put on a show.” Flora moved over to where Sam indicated, sliding off her own clothes as she did so.

“So, Laura, tell me…” Sam began to run a finger up Laura’s stomach towards her breasts as she moved to straddle Laura’s body. “What exactly do you want again? Her voice, low and husky.

“Please, make me cum. Please, touch me however you want. I just need this, please, take me!”

Sam flicked Laura’s nipple and then slowly ran both hands down Laura’s toned body, bringing her face within an inch of Laura’s face. Laura tried to move her head to kiss her, but was just out of reach by the thinnest of margins. “Please, Sam. I’m begging you.”

“Oh, I know. I can feel your pleasure right now,” Sam gazed towards Flora. “So can she.” She took one hand to gently turn Laura’s face towards Flora. “Isn’t she just a beautiful little kitten? You feel her, too, don’t you? She’s just as eager, just as needy, but look at you, begging for release, and her sitting there, hands free with restraint not even touching herself.”

Laura’s legs were squirming beneath Sam. Oh God, why does her voice just keep getting sexier and more alluring? I feel so close already.

“So, Flora? I asked Laura what she wants, but what do you want? You said you wanted to watch, well, what exactly were you hoping to see? As Sam was saying this, she pressed her body into Laura’s, pushing their breast together, and placed her cheek against Laura’s, with them both just staring at Flora.

What is she expecting me to say? I mean fuck this is turning me on. Someday I hope they’ll both do me, but I’ve never actually been with a woman. I just dated guys. As Flora hesitated to answer, Sam began to slowly move one hand to just below Laura’s navel and started tracing patterns with her finger. “Um… well, could, could I watch you to make out?” she squeaked out in a low whisper.

“I’m sorry, Flora, I couldn’t hear that.” Pulling her head away from Laura’s, “Could you?” Laura shook her head vigorously. “See, Flora, Laura doesn’t know what to do; she couldn’t hear you either. I’ll need you to tell us properly. What do you want to see?”

And Flora could no longer contain herself. “GOD, I WANT TO WATCH YOU FINGER FUCK HER WHILE MAKING OUT WITH ONE ANOTHER. MAKE HER CUM. MAKE HER ACHE FOR MORE.”

“Well, I heard her that time. So, Laura, would you like me to oblige her? Is that what you want?”

“OH, God yes, Ma’am. Please finger fuck me until I can’t take it anymore. I want to taste your tongue on mine. Take me, Ma’am.”

“Good girl.” Sam grabbed Laura’s face with one hand and began to make out with her. Their tongues fencing with one another. As she did this, she lowered the hand on Laura’s abdomen down slowly, oh so slowly. When she reached Laura’s lower lips, which were wetter than her mouth at this point, instead of immediately inserting her fingers, she gave Laura’s engorged clit some much-needed love. Sam could feel the orgasm building in all of them as she brought them closer. She heard Flora squirm in her chair, legs together, resisting the urge to masturbate. Feeling the need to tease her just a bit more, “Flora? Are you not enjoying this? Is this not what you wanted?” In a slightly sad, hurt tone. “Do you not find us attractive?” Doing her best to show a sad disappointment that Flora wasn’t into them.

“What, no, no, I find you both very attractive.” Flora was squirming as Sam had not stopped gently circling Laura’s clit, but had slowed just a little. “This is hot. FUCK, I wish it were me.” Flora’s hands shot to her mouth as she crossed her legs, squeezing them together.

“Oh, I promise you it could be you. Someday, not today, though. Today you're watching the show, not part of it. But see, I think I’m doing something wrong, Flora. She’s not cumming, you’re not cumming. I must be doing something wrong. Could you show me? Show me what being finger fucked looks like.”

She... She can’t be serious. She wants me to. To masturbate? With them watching? God, why does that make me quiver? Okay, I can do this. Flora unclenched her legs and spread them apart. Displaying herself for the other two to see. She started with her clit just like Sam had, but quickly moved to insert two fingers inside herself, slowly bringing them in and out. Wait, OH GOD, she’s copying me, she’s doing the exact same things. God, they look so good making out like that. “FUCK, MORE, MORE SAM, FUCK HER HARDER.” Knowing Sam was copying her, she inserted another finger and started to rapidly thrust them in and out.

Laura was loving this. Oh my god, these collars are the best. Their thrusting as the other is pulling out, and I can feel both. Laura’s hips started to buck as she was nearing climax. “PLEASE MAKE ME CUM, SAM.”

Sam was enjoying hearing their moans of please, Flora especially. She had started to meow loudly, not being able to remain quiet. She felt it coming too, and kissed Laura just as she pushed them over the edge. Sam watched the pleasure shoot through Laura, causing Laura’s eyes to flutter back into her skull momentarily, as her own knees buckled in delight, she lay down on top of Laura in relief. Flora slid off her chair as her body was wracked with pleasure herself and arched back as the orgasm overtook her, and moaned in sheer ecstasy.

+2 VP Cause Flora to orgasm (Sam, Laura)

+2 VP Cause Sam to orgasm (Flora, Laura) (x2 First)

+2 VP Cause Laura to orgasm (Flora, Sam) (x2 First)

+1 VP Three-way (FFF) (Flora, Sam, Laura) (x2 First)

After just lying there for a few minutes basking in the glow of their mutual orgasms. Flora climbed off the floor onto the bed. Sam slid over slightly to make some room for Flora, and they both wordlessly decided that Laura’s breasts were great pillows. “Sam, can you undo the knot?”

Sam complied and then returned to her very comfy pillow. Laura gently placed her arms around both of the women in her arms. Yeah, I could get used to being in a harem with women like these.