Watch that 'clip montage' again.

Holly knew there was no way she could make it through 5 of these tasks. They were degrading and meant to break her down and humiliate her to the point where Derek could just make her submit again and again until she could no longer resist.

She had to figure out what that video did to her to see if she could reverse it. Hell, maybe whatever it was, was like a switch, and by watching it again, she could just 'turn off' whatever Derek did to her.

She searched through her computer's history and managed to find the video file, nervously pulling it up and letting her finger tremble as she tried to convince herself to press to play button.

But what if this made it worse? She lost a couple of hours of her memory before and woken up nearly naked and dripping wet, what would happen if watching the video again somehow amplified that effect?

As each day passed, she could feel herself losing her resistances, so despite how scary it felt, the risk felt worth it as she hit play.

Just like before it was a normal clip compilation at first. She focused intently on her screen, leaning in and taking in every movement. She found herself actually admiring Derek's gameplay.

"Oh~"

"Wow..."

"He's really good...~"

She was practically drooling as she watched Derek pull off some skilled plays, making her wonder if she had ever been that good.

As she lost herself in the compilation, she started to notice something strange with the video. She squinted and leaned in further, bringing her face incredibly close to the screen just in time for

"C'mon slut, are you gonna lock in or what?" A slightly familiar voice poured from her headset and seemed to rouse Holly from whatever stupor she was in.

Holly blinked in confusion, suddenly finding herself looking at the character select screen for a ranked match of Overwatch, only she wasn't queued for DPS like normal, she was locked into support.

"Huh? O-Oh yeah sure..." Not even arguing back against the 'slut' title she was given, Holly was doing her best to take in what was going on.

She seemed to be in a 5 stack, with the notable name of one 'BitchSlayer' standing out to her as her tank, Reinhardt, while they also had a Genji, Junkrat, and a Lucio in the same group.

Holly locked in as Moira, figuring if she couldn't be a DPS, she could still get some picks while healing.

She heard an unfamiliar chuckle come from her headset, followed by a couple of others. "Are you trying to take punishments? Fine by us."

"Huh?" Holly quirked her head to the side, blushing as she heard a whole chorus of laughs pointed at her.

"God, I knew you were stupid, but you really don't have much going on between those ears of yours do you?" The mocking tone of BitchSlayer rang in her ears. "Switch to Mercy you bimbo."

Holly furrowed her brow and let out a small huff, still trying to figure out what was going on. She wanted to indignantly argue with the boys mocking her, but memories of submitting to BitchSlayer kept her from speaking out, switching over Mercy obediently.

"Good girl~ You're still going to have to take a punishment though. How about we start by taking off that skirt."

Holly felt herself blushing more than she wanted to admit at the 'good girl', squirming a bit in her seat. That's weird though, how'd they know she was wearing a skirt? How would they know if she were to take it off? And what was all this about 'punishments'?

Holly's eyes drifted over to her second monitor, gasping and jumping a bit in her seat as she saw her own image being streamed to a discord call with all the guys currently in her team. There seemed to be a fair amount of messages in the recently made chat, prompting her to scroll up to the top and try and skim everything to figure out what was going on.

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[HollyMoly]:
Thanks for inviting your friends Sir! Okay boys, here's whats going on. It should be pretty obvious after Mr. BitchSlayer here sent you my video, but I just am not suited to being a DPS anymore. I really need a firm hand to show me where my place in a game like this is, so I'm begging you all to **** me and help me become a good healslut! I bet you guys could guess from how slutty and stupid I looked in that video, but I'm one of those e-girls that pretends to be good at video games, and I've built up a pretty good following over the years. Here's some links to my community! If I dare go against any of you, I want you guys to absolutely ruin my reputation by spamming that video and showing my community who I really am!

[link to her discord community]

[link to her reddit]

[link to her twitch]

And in case you guys have gotten bored of that video, heres a bunch more nudes for you guys to use for you to enjoy or **** me with!

Holly's jaw dropped in horror as she read what 'she' wrote. Pretty much every embarrassing photos or video she had taken in the past week flooded the chat. This was not good.

"C'mon slut, take the skirt off and let's go!"

Holly was still trying to skim the discord messages as she realized her team had left the spawn room to begin the game.

"Shit! Uh, one sec!" Holly stood up, and took a quick moment to realize she wasn't wearing exactly what she was wearing when she had put on her 'uniform' that morning. Instead of the sheer top, she seemed to have a crudely cut tanktop on, one that left a bit of her underboob showing. She had to be careful or her tits could easily come jiggling out with too much movement. She could feel she had some sort of pasties on over her nipples , so that was a little relief. She couldn't feel the buttplug rubbing inside of her anymore, but she still did have a very thin and small white thong on under her usual too short skirt. Finally she had on pink and white striped thigh highs, completing her slutty egirl look.

Holly blushed practically feeling the boys looking her up and down through her camera, but also she knew the longer she waited, the more irritated they'd get with her holding them back. Not wanting to waste any time, and rationalizing that they had all already seen her fucking herself stupid with a dildo and verbally debasing herself while buck naked, she unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the ground.

"Ooo someone's been enjoying being our little healslut~" one of the boys cooed.

Holly looked to see what they meant. Just like after the first time she watched Derek's clips, she was drenched, and the thin thong did nothing to hide that fact, doing little to hide her pussy behind the wet fabric.

The boys were snickering at her as she bashfully covered her crotch with her hands and sat back down, scooting her chair closer to her desk to hide the shameful sight.

She rushed out of the spawnroom in the game and latched onto her tank, Reinhardt, flying to him as they started to head towards the fight.

"That's right, come to Daddy~" BitchSlayer's voice was way too cocky, but it wasn't like Holly was in any position to knock him down any pegs. She simply puffed her cheeks and huffed at how degraded she was feeling around everyone.

She kept her healing beam going as her eyes kept drifting over to the discord chat, trying to figure out what else was said in there. With some quick scrolling she managed to find what the boys seemed to be talking about when it came to 'punishments'

[BitchSlayer]:
Alright, so here's the list of rules then. Breaking a rule will result in a tier of punishment. Refuse any of the punishments and we leak the ****.

1. Always play Mercy (Tier 3)
2. Have the most healing in the game (Tier 2)
3. Have the most healing on your team (Tier 3)
4. Res your tank whenever they die (Tier 2)
5. Do no damage (Tier 3
6. Address every man as Sir (Tier 1)
7. Address your tank as Daddy (Tier 2)
8. Thank anyone who insults you in chat and agree with however they insulted you (Tier 2)
9. Don't die (Tier 1)
10. Don't let the team lose (Tier 3)

Punishments, if you earn a punishment let the team decide which punishment in the tier you should do.
(Tier 1):
1.Plug your Twitch in chat
2.Stand up and twirl
3.Jump up and down
4.Stick your tongue out and open your mouth wide

(Tier 2):

1. Slap your own ass hard enough to make it jiggle
2. Come up with a new and unique insult for yourself and type it in chat
3. Slap your face with a dildo and smile
4. Tell everyone in call about a dirty thought you're having

(Tier 3)
1.Remove an article of clothing. If naked, instead the team can choose a toy that you have to use on yourself.

1. Deepthroat a dildo
2. Write something on your skin in sharpie. Location and phrase is decided by team of course.
3. Do the cheer you told us you've been practicing.

[HollyMoly]:
Omg I love it! I can't wait to 'accidentally' rack up all kinds of punishments!

"Hey bimbo, I know you're not the most observant, but you just let your tank die." BitchSlayer's voice sounded a bit irritated, but as smug as ever as Holly brought her attention back to the game after reading what she apparently agreed to. She had tuned out during the first fight of the game. Thankfully her team seemed to come out on top and was capturing the point just fine, but sure enough there was no Reinhardt in sight.

Remembering the rules, Holly desperately looked for the soul to resurrect, but it became clear that he had already spawned back at base.

"I'm thinking you deserve a good spank for that blunder. Go ahead before the next teamfight."

Holly grumbled a bit to herself as she quickly turned herself around in her chair, presenting her thonged ass to the camera. "Fine..."

She just had to get through a few of these games right? If she performed well enough the boys would probably get bored of her and let her go. All she had to do was pay attention.

She brought her hand down onto her pale ass, making it collide with a solid 'SMACK'. "Ah~!" Holly couldn't help but let out a small moan, and thanks to the headset she was wearing, everyone heard it just fine if their laughter was anything to go by.

"Oh come on that didn't really count as 'hard enough to jiggle', right boys?" BitchSlayer's voice felt like venom in her ears as she scowled, trying to subdue her humiliation.

Holly breathed deep and raised her hand again. As hard as she could she brought her hand down at an angle, hitting her ass from the side instead of the middle of the cheek, making it wobble and shake much more from the impact, "F-Fuck~!" Holly leaned over further from the pain as tears prickled the edge of her eyes. The wolf whistle from her headset made her all too aware of the fact that she was pressing her ass out towards the camera, letting the boys see just how little the thong covered as it dug up into her holes.

"Alright I guess that works for now. Get ready for the next fight healslut~ Also I can't help but notice you haven't called any of us 'Sir' yet, fix that okay?" BitchSlayer's smugness really irritated her, it reminded her far too much of Derek. But more than irritation, more than humiliation, what Holly was really feeling, was arousal. She obediently sat back down properly in her seat, breathing heavily with her mouth agape as she squirmed, rubbing her thighs together for stimulation from how utterly degraded she felt. Why was she loving this so much?

"Y-Yes Daddy, S-Sorry for not calling you all Sir yet Sirs..."

Holly gulped as the boys laughed at her apology. Why did part of her want to break some more rules, just to see how humiliated she could feel?

[Author's note: Hello! I'm not your usual author here, just someone who enjoyed the story so far and wanted to contribute a bit! This route will ultimately end in a Bad End. So you may want to head back to the main story if you want to continue with that! I'm not as good at finding and putting in corresponding gifs like raiien, but if anyone knows of a good gif that would fit something I'm writing, please share and I'll edit it in! Also if you have different ideas for the punishments, I'm happy to hear them!]