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Total Drama Universal Restraints Inn	By : Flashlight & Zetastrophe-Now Category: +S through Z > Total Drama Island Views: 14143 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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It was 7:59 AM. Ira was sleeping on the black satin chair behind his desk. His bald head laid on the head of the chair in a comfortable manner, and his hands sat at the center in the chest. When the clock struck eight, Ira's alarm rang. After waking up, Ira turned off the alarm and yawned. "What a relaxing slumber."
Ira opened a drawer of his desk and took out a bag of Hershey's Kisses®. He grabbed one of the candies, unwrapped it, and popped it in his mouth. After eating the candy, he put the bag away and closed the drawer. Ira stood up and walked to a mini fridge. Ira opened the fridge and grabbed some milk. Afterward, he went to the cabinet of his personal kitchen and grabbed a box of Frosted Flakes. Ira poured the cereal and the milk into the bowl before storing both back into their respective spots. Ira sat down on his chair once again and set the bowl onto the desk. Ira ate his rather simple breakfast before going back to the kitchen to wash the bowl. "I wonder how the girls are doing on this fine Friday." Ira, ready to start the day, walked out of his office. He went downstairs and turned to his right. He walked through the doors of the Angel Wing, ready to visit the girls who were retrieved the day before. The first room Ira visited was Zoey's room. Ira opened the door and caught Zoey's attention. Ira approached the bed and sat next to Zoey.
"Good morning, Zoey," Ira removed Zoey's ball gag. "Did you enjoy your stay last night?"
"Well, it certainly wasn't anything I'm used to."
"Well, it's a thematic hotel. The Angel Wing was designed to have the appearance of a mental hospital, or asylum if you prefer to use that term. The Daemon Wing, on the other hand, is more like the combination of a medieval torture chamber and an S&M dungeon."
"Cool"
"How tall are you by the way?"
"I'm five-foot-eight."
Ira nodded. "Well, I'll be heading off now. Take care."
"You too, Ira."
Ira put the gag back into Zoey's mouth and tightened it around her head. After that, Ira left the room and closed the door.
Ira walked down the hall of the Angel Wing once again. He turned to his left, which led to the room of Katie and Sadie. Ira opened the door and walked in.
"Gooth mornimph!" Katie and Sadie said in unison.
"Good morning, girls," Ira removed the gags from both girls' mouths. "How was your stay?"
"Well, we are with each other, so things couldn't get any better."
"Ah, cool." Ira turned his head to Sadie. "250 pounds?"
"Somewhere around there, yeah."
"Okie-dokie. Now, if Amy and Samey went with you girls, then where would they be?"
"I think they'll initially be separated. Amy would probably be in the Daemon Wing due to her devious nature while Samey would be in the Angel Wing."
"Nice interpretation," Ira said, tightening the gag around Katie's head. "Well, I'll be headin' off."
"Okay, have fun!" Sadie let herself get gagged by Ira.
Ira left the room and shut the door before walking to the room across, where Lindsay resides. Ira opened the door to Lindsay's room, only to notice Lindsay sleeping. Ira noticed a little surprise from Lindsay: a fresh puddle of cum near Lindsay's pussy.
"Mm... Hea'her..," Lindsay mumbled, gleefully struggling in her straitjacket as she sleeps. "Yorr 'he besh mishrith evrr..,"
Ira walked to Lindsay and snapped his fingers near Lindsay's ears. Lindsay woke up, although with strangely heightened alertness. "Who'sh 'ere?!"
"Relax, Lindsay... It's just me..," Ira removed Lindsay's ball gag, allowing Lindsay to speak coherently.
"Ichabod?" Lindsay wearily took a look at him. "What are you doing here?"
"Oh, I'm just checking up on you and the other girls of Total Drama."
"Oh... Well, I was dreaming about having sex with Heather."
"How was it?"
"It was swell. Too bad it wasn't the real Heather."
"I'll tell ya what. I'll let you get used to the Angel Wing. When the time is right, I'll have my workers put you over at the Daemon Wing, where you'll spend the rest of your vacation, okay?"
"Is Heather over there?"
"Yes. Yes she is."
"Okay... Deal!" Lindsay extended one of her legs since her arms are encased in her tight canvas prison.
Ira shook Lindsay's leg in the form of a handshake before Lindsay brought her leg back.
"Well, I better get going now." Ira put the gag back into Lindsay's mouth and strapped it tightly around her head. "Take care."
"Mkay, bym!" Lindsay smiled through her gag.
Ira walked out of Lindsay's room and closed the door behind him. He walked to the room next door, which contained Beth. Ira went in and approached Beth, who was eating a cheese omelet served by the nurses of the inn.
"Good morning, Ira." Beth said.
"Good morning, Beth. How was your stay?"
"Well, being bound and gagged 24/7 isn't necessarily the best way to spend the night at a hotel, but I'll give you props for the thematic location."
"Technically, this place was designed for bondage lovers. The 24/7 bondage is one of the aspects of this hotel."
"Well, I guess you're right."
"You know, I think I should send my wife over. Her name's Alice Spooner. I used to work for her father, Ernest Santiago. He inspired my fetish career from the start."
"Well, that's nice."
"Yeah. Alice is 29 now."
"How old are you, Ira?"
"I'm 26 years old, Beth."
"Wow. By the way, your chefs make nice omelets."
"Thanks, Beth. Well, I'll let you continue eating now. Toodles..."
"Goodbye, Ira."
Ira left the room and walked further down the halls of the Angel Wing. He turned to his left and opened the door to the next room, which contained Eva. Unlike every other guest at the inn, Eva was not bound and gagged at all; in fact, she's still wearing the clothes she wore when she got to the inn.
"Hello, Eva. How's the inn?"
"Well, Ira... I have to say, it's not as bad as I thought it would be."
"I'm glad you feel that way. So, how was Martha?"
"Well, she is quite strong, I'll give ya that. Other than that, she's quite helpful."
"Good. That's all I need to know. See ya!"
"Okay. I'll see you around, Ira."
Ira closed the door and walked two doors down. The door to the right led to Leshawna's room. Upon peering inside, Ira looks at Leshawna, who is deciding on what to have as her first breakfast at the Inn. Ira approached Leshawna and took off her muzzle.
"Good morning, Leshawna."
"Ira? When did you get up?"
"8 AM. So, how was your stay last night?"
"Well, all I did was watch Heather get tormented and sleep in that bed over there. Nothing new to report, really."
"Huh, well then. So, what are you going to have for breakfast?"
"Oh, I'm going for some baked beans and toast."
"Adding a little protein to your diet?"
"Mhmm."
"Okay then. Well, the nurses will have your food ready in a few minutes." Ira puts the muzzle onto the dining table. "If they ask, I was having a little chat with you. Tata!"
Ira left the room and walked down the halls to visit the last of the girls. It's a good thing Chris didn't interrupt my duties this morning...
Ira met up with a nurse, who was carrying a basket that held Bridgette inside. Ira ordered the nurse to put the basket down, solely for the purpose of allowing Ira to talk with the serene surfer. Ira removed the hood of Bridgette's outfit, enabling her to see again.
"Good morning, Bridgette. About to start another day at the courtyard?"
"Yeah. I never knew what it's be like to be a pet."
"Well, you have plenty of time to explore the concept. Two weeks to be precise."
"Oh, cool. It is a strange experience, but I'll get used to it."
"You took the words right out of my mouth, Bridge. I hope you enjoy your stay."
"I will, Ira."
Ira put the hood back onto Bridgette's head, blinding her once again. He then ordered the nurse to pick up the basket and carry on with her duties. Ira walked down the halls and visited the Inn's pet area, where Ira will meet up with Dawn.
Dawn immediately sensed Ira's presence, and her covered eyes watched Ira as he approached her. She let Ira remove the hood from her head, knowing that Ira is on good terms with her.
"Good morning, Ira."
"Good morning, Dawn. How was your first night at the inn?"
"Well, while this is a five-star hotel, some of the people in the courtyard appeared to be rather delusional. All they seemed to think about is their experience at this hotel."
"Oh, sorry about that. Some of the pets you'll meet might be guests who wanted to be residents of the Inn. Thank goodness I put the warning in the advertisement."
"Very well. Hey, did you spend some time at the Doofenshmirtz Institute of Evilology?"
"I'm surprised that you know about this. I did. I graduated as Mad Scientist in Electronics Engineering. It's basically their Master's Degree program. Of course I'm clearly more successful than Heinz Doofenshmirtz himself. My god, he gets his ass whooped by a platypus."
"Yeah, it's strange, isn't it?"
"Mhmm."
"You know, your aura tells me that you are a truly neutral person. You side with neither law nor order. You also side with neither good nor evil."
"Wow... That's some pretty deep stuff."
"Well, according to Luke 8:17 in the Bible, there is nothing hidden that will not be disclosed, and nothing concealed that will not be publicly revealed. In addition, French playwright Jean Racine said that there are no secrets that time does not reveal."
"I'll make a mental note of that."
"Well, I'll let you go, Ira. I hope you have a nice day."
"You too, Dawn."
Ira put the hood back onto Dawn's head and walked out of the area. Ira walked through the hall of the Angel Wing, not stopping until he reached the doors to the lobby. He walked to the doors and walked across the lobby. The Daemon Wing resides on the other side of the inn, and a muscular gatekeeper stands at the doors that lead to the Daemon Wing. Ira approached the gatekeeper with a smile. "Good morning, brother. I'm just here to give out some first-day greetings to the girls of Total Drama."
"You may enter the premises, brother." the gatekeeper responded, opening one of the doors to the Daemon Wing.
Ira entered the wing, and chaos surrounded him. The screams and shouts of the Wing's prisoners filled the place, often followed by the cracks of whips and the smacks of paddles. The first person Ira approached was Courtney, who was just strapped onto a table in spread-eagle formation. A dildo was lodged into Courtney's tight pussy, courtesy of a machine that has yet to be powered on. Ira removed the gag from Courtney's mouth, allowing her to talk albeit with awkward results.
"Good morning, Courtney."
"Ira?" Courtney glared at Ira. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm just seeing how your buddies felt about their first hours of their stay."
"I'll sue you for this..!"
"Don't count on it, babe..."
Ira put the gag back into Courtney's mouth and tightly strapped it in. He then turned on the machine, which began fucking her pussy. "You'll be on that table for the next two hours, Courtney."
Ira walked to the next "prisoner," Gwen, who was sitting in an open cell. Ira walked into the cell and removed Gwen's hood.
"Good morning, Ira. How are you doing?"
"Things are going well, Gwen. Sorry about the Cody thing. Are you enjoying your stay so far?"
"It's really nice, save for some of the weird shit that goes on at this place. At least I'm not dealing with Chris McLame."
"Hah, McLame!" Ira laughed. "I'll have to call him that sometime."
"You dislike Chris as well?"
"Yeah, he's basically an asshole. Hey, why was your cell open by the way?"
"A domme was here a minute ago, but she left to grab something she forgot. I'm not sure if it's a leash, a doohickey, or a bowl of oatmeal."
"Huh, makes sense." Ira thought of making a deal with Gwen. "By the way, since you happen to be curious about the Inn's fashion line, I think you could take on some roles. Sounds fair?"
"Hey, I'm all game."
"Good. Well, I'll see you later." Ira put the hood over Gwen's head once more, leaving her in a state of anticipation. Ira then walked out of the cell and went to the next guest, Heather.
Heather was bound in a set of stocks. Her head, hands, and feet are locked in the holes of the stocks, and she was gagged with a red ball gag in her mouth. Heather let Ira remove her gag.. "Hello, Ira. How may I help you?"
"I'm just here to say good morning to ya." Ira answered.
"Oh... Well, good morning Ira."
"Hey, I got news for you. My staff will send Lindsay to this wing later."
"Really?" Heather began to calm down after hearing the news about Lindsay.
"Yeah. Lindsay dreamed of you and her having sex with each other, so I decided to let her spend her vacation with you."
"Oh... That's nice. Man... I so wanna fuck her right now..."
"Hey, maybe you're a bit too devious for the others to like you, but hey, after seeing you deal with an airship crash and get mauled by a polar bear, I've got to give you a break from Chris's antics. Which reminds me, the thing you signed up for was false. There is no Total Drama season here."
"Really?"
"I wouldn't trust Chris with this hotel. He'd turn the place into a contaminated motel if I let him use this place for a Total Drama season."
"Thanks, Ira."
"No problem. Hey, mind if I spun the roulette first?"
"Not at all. Go ahead."
Ira gagged Heather again. He then walked to the roulette in front of her. He spun the roulette and once it landed, one arrow on the roulette pointed at a paddle while another pointed at the number 6. "Oh, that's six smacks on the ass for the Asian chick." Ira walked away, leaving Heather with her punishment.
Ira walked to Gwen's mother, Megan, who was sitting next to a fresh bowl of oatmeal while bound to a chair with a dildo in her pussy. Megan was sucking the oatmeal through a feeding tube attached to a hood.
"Good morning, Megan. May I remove your hood for a moment?"
"Mhmm." Megan nodded.
Ira removed Megan's hood, allowing her to speak. "Enjoying your breakfast?"
"Well, yeah. It's sort of unusual to eat a bowl of oatmeal while getting fucked by a dildo attached to a chair. Of course this is the Daemon Wing, so it seems fitting."
"Yeah. Speaking of which, how are you enjoying this place?"
"Well, it's quite nice save for the use of electricity and the ice treatment."
"Thanks. This is just the beginning, so expect more things to happen to you."
"I figured. Some of these people are moving everywhere."
"Yeah, pretty much. Well, I'll let you eat your breakfast, now. Take care."
"Okay, you too, Ira."
Ira put the hood back on her head and made sure that the other end of the tube is in the oatmeal before walking away. Ira walked to the next guest: Baby Blaineley. Why "Baby?" Blaineley is in a metallic crib, still diapered and restrained.
"Aww..." Ira cooed. "Wook at the wittle baby."
"Hey! Who said that?"
"Does baby want her bottle?" Ira pulled Blaineley out of the crib.
"Ira..? What are you-"
Ira shoved a bottle into Blaineley's mouth, forcing her to eat her milky breakfast. "Someone's cwanky today."
Blaineley helplessly struggled, but to no avail. After feeding Blaineley, Ira flipped Blaineley over and patted her on the back. As a result, Blaineley burped and farted simultaneously.
Ira sniffed Blaineley's gassy odor. Whoa..! That's a soulless person, indeed.
Ira put a pacifier gag into Blaineley's mouth, making sure that she doesn't rant coherently. Blaineley was put back into the crib before Ira walked to his latest catch.
Sierra was placed in strict bondage; she wore a dark-red gimpsuit with heavily-padded mittens. Her hood was heavily padded as well, preventing her from speaking and seeing as well as deafening her. To top it all off, Sierra was chained to the wall like a punished Olympian deity.
Ira approached Sierra and removed the hood from her head. Sierra shortly flinched at the sudden hint of light, but she say Ira's face in the flesh.
"Good morning, Sierra."
"Where's Codykins..?" Sierra hissed.
"You know, there is a reason why you are in the Daemon Wing. Aside from being creepy, your obsession with Cody makes you a very dangerous person at times. We had to secure you with titanium alloy chains to keep you at bay."
Sierra tried to bite Ira, but to no avail. Ira called a domme over and zap Sierra with a taser. Sierra felt the shock of the taser, causing her to falter. Ira put the hood back onto Sierra's head, tightening it to ensure that Sierra does not try to bite anyone else. Before leaving, Ira ordered the domme to determine a safe distance from Sierra. Ira walked out of the Daemon Wing, only to see Chris at the doorway.
"Hey everyone! I found a caveman wearing a country club shirt!" Ira paused for a moment, looking at Chris's irritated face. "Oh, it's just you, Chris."
"Ira? Did you really have to do that?"
"Yep."
"Wow, you're a real buzzkill."
"Well, now that I got my morning business finished, I think it's time to go get Snooki."
"You mean Anne Maria?"
"Um, she certainly looks like Snooki."
"Right..."
"I think you should head back to your 'private room'. This plan's going to be dedicated to someone else."
"Fine..."
Ira watched a grouchy Chris walk away from him. As soon as Chris is out of his sight, Ira walked to the lobby. He walked to Yui, who is filing her nails.
"Hello, Magnum Master. What do you need?"
"Where's my wife?"
"Oh, she-" Yui was interrupted as soon as she saw Alice Spooner walking through a door.
"Just walked into the lobby?" Alice walked to Ira. "You were looking for me?"
"Yeah. Try to bring Anne Maria to the inn. She's a narcissist who's all about looks, so I think you'll make a perfect guest for her. Oh, and grab something inflatable. Her boobs are a tad large."
"Don't worry, honey. I'll have her right where we want her."
Anne Maria, who fits the Snooki figure perfectly, is at her house doing her makeup. Anne Maria wore a sturdy hairdo filled with dark-brown hair. Her tanned skin was the result of many uses of spray tan. Most importantly, Anne Maria had an hourglass figure that cannot be outmatched. She had a pair of DD-cup breasts and a wide pair of hips.
Anne Maria heard the doorbell ring while minding her own beeswax. Anne Maria put her makeup down and walked out of her room. She then walked downstairs and went to the door. "Now who could that be?" Anne Maria shouted.
When Anne Maria opened the door, catching sight of Alice Spooner herself. Alice walked up to Anne Maria and wrapped her arms around her. "Hey there."
"Um, who are you?"
"The name is Alice Spooner, but you may have known me as Maryl Star."
"That fashion model my father always talked about?"
"Wouldn't you know it."
Alice kissed Anne Maria on the lips, thus starting a round of foreplay with her. Anne Maria and Alice made out with each other, despite their differences. Alice rubbed Anne Maria's ass, analyzing Anne Maria's curves. Alice then broke the kiss between the two.
"You got some nice curves, Annie..," Alice lustfully said.
"Uh, thanks..."
Alice went behind Anne Maria, hoping to turn her on. Alice groped Anne Maria's large boobs, massaging them as she cupped them in her hands. Anne Maria moaned in pleasure as Alice did her thing.
"How did you know I like this stuff?"
"I just do, darling."
Anne Maria continued to moan as her boobs were fondled by the fashion model. After a short time, Alice let go of Anne Maria.
"Tell me, Annie. Have you ever tried bondage?"
"I guess so. Why did you ask?"
"Hang on. I'll show you."
Alice walked back to the limo and grabbed some equipment for Anne Maria. Alice put the boots and the hood on the table and held up what appeared to be a sleeveless leotard.
"Hey, what is that thing?"
"This is a leotard taking on the form of a Venus corset, Annie. If you put it on, it'll make your curves look even better."
"That's baloney!"
In a confessional, Anne Maria attempts to provide proof for her side of the debate. "I don't see how some sleeveless leotard would make me look any better. My curves are already perfect, see?" Anne Maria flashed her boobs at the camera, which caused a few people outside to faint.
"Why do they keep doing these cuts?" Ira shouted.
Back at the scene, Anne Maria thrust her hips sideways, working her curves.
"You're kidding, right?"
"Nuh-uh! There's no way that thing would make my curves look any better!"
"You wanna bet?"
"Yeah!"
Anne Maria removed her clothes, slowly revealing her curves at their fullest. Upon revealing her naked body, Anne Maria put her clothes on the ground and looked at Alice. "Okay, Alice. Suit me up!"
Back at the inn, Chris had a heart attack, causing him to faint. To revive him, Ira brought over a pair of electrode pads and rubbed them together.
"Clear!" Ira shouted, applying the pads to Chris's chest.
Upon feeling the jolt of electricity, Chris leaped up and frantically moved his head around. "Whats going on here?"
"You will need to take a few deep breaths, Chris. Seriously, you will need to calm down if you wish to continue watching this."
Following Ira's advice, Chris watched Alice put Anne Maria into the leotard. Anne Maria's arms were well-hidden in the white latex of the leotard despite the fact that they were really behind Anne Maria's back in reverse-prayer position. The tightness, it seems, made Anne Maria appear more voluptuous, especially after Alice inflated the leotard. Once finished, Anne Maria's breasts relaxed in the additional space provided by the leotard.
"Now, let's put the icing on the cake, dear." Alice grabbed the hood from a nearby table.
"Excuse me? Is that thing really necessary?"
Alice simply smirked at Anne Maria's question. "Just let the buns work the feeling."
"I'm not sure about the mumbo-jumbo came out of your mouth, but I'd might as well."
Anne Maria let Alice put the hood over her head. Alice watched at Anne Maria take a few steps, mostly looking at Anne Maria's ass. Alice then approached Anne Maria with lust flowing through her body. Alice caressed Anne Maria in a seductive manner. Alice's left arm reached down Anne Maria's hips and teased her pussy.
Back at the inn, Chris and Ira watched Anne Maria's and Alice's sexual activity. Chris looked at Ira, prepared to question Ira about his survival. "Ira? How were you able to watch that without fainting?"
"Truth be told, my real heart was unable to last through the first lesbian modeling session I had to photograph back when I worked for my father-in-law, so I had to get an artificial heart made out of dyed carbon nanotubes. It was experimental at the time I got it. Thank goodness I lived long enough to have my heart replaced."
"Wow... So, is this session going to last until next chapter?"
"Yes, Chris. Yes it will."

Author's Notes: Anne Maria was taken to the Daemon Wing due to her narcissism and the fact that she takes Mike away from Zoey a few times in Total Drama Revenge of the Island. Of course the conflict between Mike and Vito might have triggered such occasions.
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