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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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    Morning came, and Heather and Lindsay woke up at Heather's cell. This was the first time Lindsay slept at the Daemon Wing, so Lindsay began to grow curious. The first thing Lindsay felt was the skin of her mistress, Heather.
    “Gooth mornin, Linthay.” Heather smiled to the best of her ability since her mouth was still held open by the ring gag in her mouth. Heather's drool was on the cot, not that Lindsay cared; the metallic walls of the cell already felt cold.
    “Gmmd mrrning, Hmmther.” Lindsay stood up. Lindsay and Heather turned to the cell door as soon as it opened.
    “Breakfast is ready, girls.” The domme who opened the door leashed Lindsay and Heather. “Come with me.”
    As soon as the domme tugged on the leashes, Heather and Lindsay followed the domme. The domme led Heather and Lindsay to a long, floor-level table. The meal on the table looked less like breakfast and more like dinner; salads and dishes containing lobster, turkey, and chicken sat on the table. At the center of the table, there was a bowl of spaghetti. Heather's gag and Lindsay's china-doll mask were removed, but they were replaced with hoods that only had mouth openings. As soon as the leashes were unhooked, Lindsay and Heather kneeled, ready to eat.
    In a confessional, Heather gives out a compliment about the dining service. “If there's anything I can't deny, it's the way Ira runs his business. Despite the fact that I have to eat it while I'm all tied up, the food here is, like, superb. I would totally recommend it to the people I know.”
    Lindsay and Heather excitedly ate whatever they could. Soon, they reached the bowl of spaghetti. Lindsay and Heather shared every noodle in the bowl, up until the last noodle. Lindsay and Heather grabbed each end of the noodle with their teeth. They chewed off the noodle until they reached the middle of the noodle. Lindsay and Heather blushed as soon as they kissed each other.
    Soon, Lindsay and Heather finished their meal. “Heather,” Lindsay said. “Is there anyone else here?”
    “Well--”
    Heather was cut off when Izzy jumped from behind Lindsay. Izzy looked excited, as usual. “Hello!” Izzy shouted.
    A shocked Lindsay turned around. As soon as she noticed Izzy, Lindsay let out a nervous chuckle. “Hey, Izzy... What brought you here?”
    “Well, I just wanted to greet the new guest. Hey, wanna meet the others?”
    “Sure, Izzy.”
    “Great!” Izzy turned to the domme. “I'll take Lindsay. You could do whatever you want with Heather.”
    As soon as Izzy leashed Lindsay, Izzy took Lindsay away from Heather. It seemed that Izzy was taking Lindsay on a tour; Izzy took Lindsay to Courtney, who was bound to a St. Andrew's cross. Courtney raised an eyebrow as Izzy approached her.
    “Hey Courtney.” Izzy removed Lindsay's hood, allowing her to look at the sexy Hispanic girl.
    “Mmzy? Whmm rr ymm ntt tmmd up?”
    “Oh, the employees gave up trying to control me.”
    Courtney sighed. “Whmm mm I nmt srrprmmsed?”
    Lindsay gave Courtney a worried look. “What's wrong, Courtney? You seem unhappy.”
    “Oh, that's just 'Old Man' Courtney being crabby. I imagine her saying, 'You kids get off of my lawn!' to a bunch of children when she gets home from school. Anyways, usually, we have Heather lick Courtney's pussy to help Courtney get used to the BDSM lifestyle. Hey, you wanna lick Courtney's pussy? You didn't get the chance to do it a couple days ago.”
    Courtney shook her head frantically. Negatory moans escaped Courtney's gagged mouth, but to no avail.
    “Sure.”
    “Hey, you know what would be more fun? Eating Courtney out with this on your head.” Izzy put Lindsay's hood back over her head. Izzy then took Lindsay to Courtney. Lindsay kneeled in front of Courtney, ready to taste Courtney's sweet juices. With Izzy's help, Lindsay leaned towards Courtney and began to lick her pussy. Lindsay's hungry tongue explored Courtney's insides as Courtney moaned through her purple ball gag. Within minutes, Courtney inevitably fed Lindsay. Lindsay swallowed Courtney's sweet juices before moving on to the next subject.
    Izzy took Lindsay to Jo, who was blindly punching a sandbag, literally. “Wait here, Lindsay,” Izzy got onto the ring. To stop Jo from flailing her arms, Izzy performed a leg sweep against Jo. Izzy got on top of Jo before removing her hood.
    “What are you doing here, Izzy? Can't you see that I'm trying to beef up so I could get my revenge on Pizza Pie?”
    Izzy got off of Jo. “Well, I just want to introduce you to Lindsay.” Izzy removed Lindsay's hood, allowing her to see Jo.
    “Pizza Pie?” Lindsay was confused.
    “She was referring to Ira.”
    “Ohh.... I thought Jo was talking about Harold.”
    Jo, of course, was a bit unhappy when Lindsay's face was revealed. “Tch, another visitor.”
    “Jo, Lindsay was transferred to the Daemon Wing last night. Remember the soccer game?”
    “Oh, that... Well, it's hard to know who you're playing with if you got a china doll mask over your face.”
    “Well, sure, but it was a thematic game, I suppose.”
    “Yeah.”
    “Hey, I gotta take Lindsay elsewhere. I'll see you around.”
    “Okay, bye.”
    Izzy put Lindsay's hood back over her head before taking her to the next “inmate:” Anne Maria. Anne Maria was in the process of being mummified in purple latex, courtesy of a mummification machine. Lindsay's hood was removed, allowing her and Anne Maria to catch a glimpse of each other's faces.
    “Hey Lindsay. It's nice of you to visit me.”
    “Annie, visit is not the right word. Lindsay is actually staying at the Daemon Wing for the rest of her vacation.”
    “Really? What for?”
    “Well, Lindsay and Heather have this slave-and-mistress relationship with each other. That and they are girlfriends.”
    Anne Maria was surprised; she never thought she would hear that bit of information about Lindsay. “Why her? Isn't Lindsay dating Tyler?”
    Lindsay then got a nervous tick. “About that, Tyler sort of freaked out when I revealed my fetish to him.”
    “I feel ya, Lindsay.”
    “Yeah... Hey why are you being wrapped up in rubber?”
    “Well, it's supposed to accelerate the tanning process and preserve my tanned beauty, or at least that's what they told me.”
    “Are you sure that would work, Annie?”
    Anne Maria shrugged. “Eh, it's worth a shot.”
    “Well, regardless, I think your curves will look lovely in that cocoon.”
    “Same here, Lindsay.” Anne Maria crossed her arms in dead-man position, waiting for the latex “bandages” to wrap her torso up. “I'll be honest, though, having my arms crossed above my chest seemed more fitting for this situation.”
    “Wow...”
    Soon, Izzy put Lindsay's hood back over her head. “Well, I gotta take Lindsay to another one of our guests. See ya later, Annie.”
    “Okay, bye.”
    Izzy took Lindsay to Blaineley. Once Lindsay's hood was removed, a confused Lindsay shifted her eyes between Blaineley's F-sized breasts and Blaineley's diapered bottom. Blaineley was being spanked with a hairbrush for removing her pacifier when told not to.
    “Blaineley's getting the adult baby treatment.”
    “What do you--”
    “Don't ask, Lindsay. Ahh! It been like this-- Oww! For days...”
    “Oh... Can we move on?”
    “Sure, Lindsay.” Izzy put Lindsay's hood back over her head and walked her away from Blaineley. “That was too awkward for you, huh?”
    “Well, yeah.”
    “No worries. I know something you'd be interested in.”
    “Really?”
    Izzy removed Lindsay's hood, thus revealing Gwen and Megan to Lindsay. Gwen was wearing a straitjacket catsuit, which is somehow making Gwen smile cheerfully.
    “Izzy,” Lindsay asked. “What is Gwen wearing?”
    “Oh, that? That is something called a Tickle Suit. It makes the wearer extremely ticklish. Any movement or touch becomes a tickle trigger. Not only that, but its straitjacket design prevents the wearer from escaping. Want me to show you?”
    “Sure.”
    “Okay.” Izzy went behind Gwen. With a poke on the back, Izzy made Gwen chuckle. “See? All I did was poke her with my left pinkie.”
    “Woah...” Lindsay turned to Megan “Did you see anything like this, Megan?”
    “I honestly didn't think it was possible.”
    “Me either...” Lindsay then approached Gwen. “Hmm...” Lindsay searched for a spot to tease the goth girl. Eventually, Lindsay decided to lick Gwen's left underarm, causing Gwen to burst into laughter, which was muffled thanks to the thick panel gag over Gwen's mouth. Lindsay was having fun with Gwen, but Izzy decided to suggest another idea.
    “Try licking Gwen's crotch, Lindsay.”
    “Oh, good idea, Izzy.” Lindsay got on her knees, ready to lick Gwen's pussy. Lindsay began to lick Gwen, putting Gwen in ticklish ecstasy. Gwen's moans and laughs were put in a blender as Gwen was pleasured by Lindsay's tongue. Gwen's cum left a wet spot in the suit's crotch; soon after, Gwen fell down in exhaustion.
    “The girls will take Gwen out of the suit; she'll need a breather after that.” Izzy put Lindsay's hood back over Lindsay's head before taking her to the last guest: Sierra. Sierra was already bound in a black leather straitjacket catsuit, but before a nearby domme could hood Sierra, Izzy and Lindsay arrived.
    “Hey, Izzy. How's it going?”
    “Things are going well, Sierra. Hey, maybe you'd like to have a look at our new guest.” Izzy removed Lindsay's hood.
    “Oh, hey Lindsay. Looks like you're staying here for the rest of your vacation, huh?”
    “Yep. How did you know that I would be staying?”
    “Well, a uber-fan like me knows her Total Drama.”
    “Oh, that reminds me. Lindsay, considering her 'fan-gasm' thing, Sierra was to be securely bound. Believe me, even at the Daemon Wing, the inn's staff likes to keep its guests safe.”
    “I can understand. I'm really digging the theme here, I mean come on. My butt looked well-defined in this catsuit. I wonder why Courtney's iffy about this place, I mean even Blaineley likes this place more than her.”
    “Oh, you know Courtney: always being crabby when something doesn't go her way.”
    Sierra chuckled. “Yep, that's Courtney for ya.”
    “Yeah. Maybe she'll get used to this place over time. Anyways, we gotta bounce. Goodbye.”
    “Goodbye, Izzy.”
    Izzy hooded Lindsay one more time before taking her away from Sierra. Lindsay met all of the Daemon Wing's special guests, therefore, the “tour” was over.
    In a confessional, Lindsay decides to talk about her fellow inmates. “Oh my god. This place looked as fun as I thought. First of all, I got to sleep and eat breakfast with Heather. The food seemed different from what I'd expect from a 'typical' Daemon Wing meal. I guess the staff planned on welcoming me with a Lady and the Tramp setup. Also, Anne Maria is so hot. I should invite her to one of our playdates sometime. I loved eating out Gwen and Courtney. Not only did I like their sweet pussies, but I also liked their lovely moans. Sierra is okay; however, I did find Jo to be somewhat intimidating. Lastly, if there's anything that's strange at this place, its what's going on with Blaineley. Blaineley is not only diapered, but she's pretty much in a baby-ish scenario. Yeah, it's an awkward sight, and this is coming from a girl who was straitjacketed and diapered in a few roleplay sessions.”
    The confession cam then switches to Ira, who explains Blaineley's situation. “Well, while I did have personal issues with Blaineley, I'll try not to be biased here. The whole ABDL thing is infamous, but I won't go into too much detail about it. The infamy of diaper fetishism makes it seem more disturbing. For this reason, I believe that using the ABDL treatment on Blaineley would strengthen her tolerance towards fetishes. Blaineley and Courtney are the female contestants who dislike the inn the most, but Courtney will be easier to handle due to her competitive nature and her desire the yang to her yin: Heather. Heather has been abnormally submissive, which is beneficial since she is a useful asset to making Courtney adjust to the BDSM lifestyle.”
    Thirty minutes after Lindsay's “tour,” Heather was giving Courtney the oral treatment. Courtney's pussy throbbed; soon, she came, thus feeding Heather her juices. Just then, a domme arrived with a couple mermaid outfits for Courtney and Heather. The tails of each suit were legbinders, and each suit had a built-in armbinder as well. A second domme removed Heather's and Courtney's restraints while the domme with the suits prepared to bind Heather and Courtney again.
    “Hold it!” Heather signaled the domme with the suits to stop. “Which one of those suits should Courtney wear?”
    “Uh... I was thinking... the purple one.”
    “Okay then.” Heather took the purple suit from the domme in front of her. Heather grabbed Courtney and forced her into the suit. As soon as Courtney was sealed inside the suit, she struggled to no avail. Heather, herself, took the other suit, which was colored maroon. Heather slipped on the suit, just like she would with a pair of tights. “Care to put the rest of my body inside this thing?”
    “Sure.” The domme who had the suits bound Heather inside her suit.
    “Thank you. It looks beautiful.”
    “I appreciate your compliment, Heather. Now, allow me to gag you with a special breathing mask.”
    The mask in question was fitted over Heather's lower face. Heather's mouth and nose was covered. To prevent Heather from making coherent noises, Heather's mouth was kept open with a filtered tube, allowing Heather to breathe underwater even if she's gagged. The same mask was fitted over Courtney's lower face. Once Courtney and Heather were ready, the pair of dommes took the girls out of the Daemon Wing.
    It was good timing, too. At a swimming pool, within the inn, Bridgette was helping Staci learn how to swim. Staci seemed to adjust to the strange method of swimming despite having her arms bound behind her back by her mermaid attire. Bridgette saw Heather and Lindsay being put in a different pool, wondering what was going on. Soon after, Bridgette and Staci were pulled out of the water and moved to the same pool Heather and Lindsay, plus 14 other girls, were in. The pool had 24 50-meter lanes, probably to accommodate such a large group. There was a lifeguard chair at the side of the pool, where Eva sat. Eva counted the girls, making sure that there are 18 girls accounted for.
    After counting the girls, Eva climbed down the chair's ladder. As soon as Eva reached the bottom, she saw Ira and Alice arrive at the scene. Alice, was wearing a full set of ponygirl gear. As a ponygirl, Alice pulled a wagon carrying a vacbed designed as a playing card. The vacbed was laying face down, hiding the identity of the person inside it. Ira whispered into Eva's ear, explaining to her about the vacbed.
    “Alright, listen up! This isn't a simple underwater parade or fashion show. This is an endurance test, got it? Anyways, you will participate in a 400m swimming race in this pool. Simple as that. Now, I don't want to see any foul play; otherwise, there will be cheaters getting vibed for the rest of the day, got it?”
    Some of the girls became confused, but their memories were refreshed as soon as Ira approached the pool. “I bet you could hear the prize moan,” Ira said. “The winner will get to dominate the girl under that 'card' for the rest of the day. Oh, and as an added bonus, the winner will also get the girl in last place.” Ira turned to Eva. “Eva, if you may.”
    Eva grabbed the whistle, prepared to begin the race. “On your marks..... Get set..... Go!”
    The girls began swimming as soon as Eva blew the whistle. Bridgette took a considerable lead, but Heather was not far behind. Uncertain about Lindsay's whereabouts, Heather put much effort into swimming, although Heather was no professional swimmer. The bondage didn't hold Heather back, which was a good sign for Heather since she knows how bondage works. Bridgette and Heather were both followed by Gwen, Megan, and Courtney.
    Upon reaching the second half, the girls noticed a set of hurdles, four in each lane. Heather and Courtney jumped over the hurdles without much fault. Bridgette dove under in order to get the momentum she needs to jump over each hurdle. Gwen barely succeeded in jumping over each hurdle; however, her mother's height proved to be a disadvantage. As soon as Megan got caught on top of a hurdle, she felt vibrations on her nipples, in her anus (yes, vibrating butt-plugs exist), and in her pussy. The vibrators pleasured Megan to a point in which she could barely concentrate. As a result, Megan was disqualified. Megan was pulled out of the pool along with Staci, who got the same disqualification treatment not much later.
    In a confessional, Eva shrugs the incident off. “Meh, those bitches needed training anyway.”
    There were sixteen girls left in the race. They all managed to jump over the hurdles even on the way back. The girls backtracked three more times. At the last leg of the race, Bridgette and Heather led the pack and more. Ira and Alice watched the race with a special camera, where a yellow line representing the inn record appears. Bridgette and Heather were both ahead of the yellow line. Once they got to the finish, it was a photo finish.
    Ira looked at the photo before making an official announcement. Bridgette was ahead of Heather by a finger's length. “Well, the winner and new record-holder is Bridgette. According to the timer, it seems that Bridgette finished with a time of 4 minutes and 8.76 seconds, as opposed to the previous record of 4 minutes and 9.48 seconds.”
    Alice grew disappointed not because of Bridgette's victory, but because Bridgette broke her record. Bridgette was taken out of the water along with the rest of the girls. Bridgette felt like showing sportsmanship; as soon as her gag was removed, Bridgette was ready to ask her question. “Excuse me, Ira. Could Heather have a look at the prize?”
    Ira smirked. “Sure thing.” Ira flipped the vacbed over, revealing the figure that happened to be Lindsay's. Everyone was surprised upon Lindsay's reveal.
    So that's where she was, Heather thought.
    “I'll give you a choice, Bridgette. Since Megan was disqualified first, she is considered the girl who finished last. Do you wish to dominate Lindsay and Megan, or do you want to give yourself to Heather?”
    “I'll be Heather's slave. I think Megan is taking enough 'punishment' from the vibrators.”
    “Very well. I'll have my nurses set up a location for the three of you. As for the rest of the girls, they will spend the rest of the day normally, save for Megan.”
    “Okay, Ira.”
    Given that Heather was going to dominate Bridgette and Lindsay, Heather was not only freed from her bonds, but she was also freed from bondage for the rest of the day. She was given a black latex bra and a pair of latex short-shorts, which she wore soon after. Bridgette was put in puppy-play gear before being carried out by Heather. Bridgette was glad that she saved Megan the trouble of being dominated while dealing with vibrators. As for Megan, it seems that Megan gave her daughter an idea.
    “Excuse me, ma'am. You think you could give me the treatment that my mother is enduring?”
    “Sure, Gwen. We were planning on having you do some cart duties.” The nurse pulled out an experimental transformation device. The device, at first, seemed to be a handheld remote; however, with the push of a button, the device transformed Gwen and Megan into carts. Gwen was vibed soon after she was transformed. The nurse took Megan to Lindsay. Gwen; however, was taken out of the pool area.
    At a padded sex dungeon, Heather was training her puppy. Within a few minutes, Lindsay arrived at the scene. Lindsay wore a red straitjacket, not that she minded; in fact, red is Lindsay's signature color (Lindsay's favorite color is pink).
    “Hey, Heather. Looks like Bridgette gave you the prize, huh?”
    “Yep.”
    “Well, I'm yours for the day. So... What do you want to do first?”
    “I think I have an idea.” Heather put a white China-doll mask over Lindsay's face. “Sit down and spread your legs.”
“Yms, mmthrmmth.” Lindsay spread her legs as instructed by her Asian mistress.
    “Now, my pet. Give my girl some face.”
    Bridgette crawled to Lindsay. Bridgette tapped Lindsay's pussy with her paw. Bridgette reluctantly leaned over, mainly due to her relationship with Geoff.
    “Go on.” Heather gave Bridgette a smile.
    Soon, Bridgette began to lick Lindsay's pussy. Lindsay moaned as Bridgette ate her out. The lesbian experience was blissful on both sides. Soon, Lindsay came into Bridgette's mouth.
    In a confessional, Bridgette talks about the experience. “Okay, I'll admit, Lindsay's pussy was as sweet as honey. As for Heather, I could see why Lindsay likes to submit to her. Despite her harsh tendencies, Heather is a skilled dominatrix; in fact, I think Heather is skilled enough to make me wonder what a day at the Daemon Wing is like. Hey, since I'll be away for the day, I wonder how the others are doing.”
    Meanwhile, Dakota sat in her throne watching TV. Suddenly, a nurse enters Dakota's room with a maid -- Jessica to be exact.
    “Hello there, Dakota.” Jessica waved her mittened hand to Dakota. Jessica then turned to the nurse. “Hey, you mind if I talked with Dakota before I get to work?”
    Dakota recognized Jessica; in fact, Dakota and Jessica met each other at the Inn's courtyard the day before. Dakota stood up and carefully approached Jessica and the nurse. Dakota nodded and let the nurse remove her hood. “So, you wanna talk with me?”
    “Sure. It wouldn't be a visit without a little chitchat. So, enjoying your stay?”
    Dakota giggled. “I sure am, Jess. I love this place's catalogue of outfits, especially the regal ones.”
    “Nice... So, how are you and Sam doing?”
    “We're doing well. Sam is such a nice boy. He'll be waiting for me when I leave this place. He said he has a surprise for me. OMG, I can hardly wait!”
    Jessica chuckled. “I'm sure it'll be a sweet one.”
    Dakota giggled. “I think so too. So, how are you doing?”
    “I'm doing good. I remember seeing you at the courtyard yesterday.”
    “I recall meeting you, as well. You're the black-haired chick with a catgirl, am I right?”
    “Yeah. She looked a bit large, though.” Jessica rubbed the back of her head. “It took me a while to realize that the pet I had was my daughter.”
    “Really? Wow, I didn't think about it. When did you find out?”
    “It was around the time Ira came in my room to feed me my dinner. The TV seemingly turned itself on and showed me my daughter as soon as Ira walked in.”
    “Wow... I guess you can believe what the TV says. Where's your daughter now?”
    “Oh, I had to have Ira send my daughter home. All I have to do in exchange is stay here longer.”
    “Really? That's so nice of you. Is there any reason why you did it?”
    “Yeah. Today is Monday, and since Alice goes to school on a bus, she had to leave this place.”
    Dakota blinked twice. “Oh, a public school... Sorry about that. It took me a while to think about it. I've been to a private school, ya know.”
    Jessica chuckled. “It's okay, Dakota. I see how it is. Anyways, I gotta get some cleaning done.”
    “Take your time, Jess.”
    Dakota was hooded once again. Dakota walked back to her throne as Jessica began cleaning her room. Jessica checked every nook and cranny in the room, making sure they're clean. Once she finished cleaning Dakota's room, Jessica bowed to Dakota before taking off. Soon after, a couple nurses arrived with a tray of beauty supplies. The tray sat atop a pillow, which sat on Gwen's body, not that Gwen minded since she was being vibed in her cart form.
    “Wmmt's thmms?”
    “Well, these are some beauty supplies. Now, you'll experience some freedom. We'll apply some exfoliating lotion on your skin.”
    “Oh, that sounds nice.”
    The nurses took Dakota to a chair within her suite. One of the nurses removed Dakota's restraints before having Dakota sit down. The nurses began to apply some exfoliating cream to Dakota's facial area. To Dakota, the beauty treatment could turn her into a beauty pageant queen, especially one that is not as disturbing as Sugar. My, Dakota thought in her own relaxation. I never thought I'd get this treatment from this place. I'm beginning to see the 5-star part of this hotel.
    Geoff, Cody, Duncan, and Ezekiel got a stronger taste of the Inn's 5-star status; in fact, Ira showed the boys the Inn's framed 5-star certificate. For that reason, the boys realized why Dakota was receiving a beauty treatment.
    On the other hand, Ezekiel was looking at another screen, which showed Izzy being encased in rubber, several layers to be precise. Ezekiel scratched his head, staring at the scene. “Uh, who's the redhead?”
    “I'll give you a hint, Zeke. You competed with her on Total Drama Island and Total Drama World Tour. Now, if you'll excuse me...” Ira walked through the doorway. “I got to check on her.”
    Izzy was being placed on a display stand by a domme. The domme turned to her right, where Anne Maria stood.
    “Oh, hello.”
    “Hey, Annie. Enjoying the trophy?”
    “It looks beautiful, ma'am.” Anne Maria heard Izzy moan. “How did you trap Izzy in there?”
    Ira approached Anne Maria. “Izzy just needed a break. She'll be out of that cocoon without explanation. Hey, you didn't happen to witness any reality anomaly, did you?”
    “I haven't seen any animals around here, but I haven't seen Izzy do any Looney Tunes stuff either. Seriously, that girl reminds me of Pinkie Pie, minus the obsession for parties.”
    “Right... Now, if you'll excuse me, I gotta read about Queen Sapphire. Some myth about that girl is becoming popular among BDSM writers.”
    “Okie-dokie then.” Anne Maria and Ira parted ways. Queen Sapphire? Who is she?
    Hours later, Anne Maria shared dinner with Dakota. Dakota and Anne Maria ate their food without forks, not that they minded since they were bound in different types of straitjackets.
    “So, how's the food?”
    “I never thought that I would eat like this. Is this routine for you, Annie?”
    “Well, most of the time. How do they serve you at the Angel Wing, Dakota?”
    “Have you been fed baby food when you were a baby? Yeah, one of your parents spoon-fed you if you had baby food. It's pretty much how I was fed at the Angel Wing, minus the baby food part.”
    “Oh, interesting. We had to eat like animals in this wing.”
    Dakota raised an eyebrow. “Really?”
    “Yep. No forks here. You just eat with your mouth.”
    “Well, I guess that makes sense. We are a bit tied up.”
    Anne Maria chuckled. “I kind of wonder where Heather and Lindsay are. They have been gone for hours.”
    “I met up with them. An hour ago, I visited Bridgette. The thing is, Bridgette is still submitting to Heather. You see, they were in a sex dungeon of some sort. When I arrived, Heather, Bridgette, and Lindsay were licking each other's pink tacos. Heather was facesitting Bridgette, though. I guess she really likes showing that she's on top. Lindsay was wearing a thickly-padded hood when I was around, so she didn't quite hear me use Bridgette's name. I guess Heather had her reasons for hooding Lindsay, I mean Heather referred to Bridgette as 'her pet' instead of using her name.”
    “Oh, I see. Heather sure likes to dominate others. Hey, have you heard of this Queen Sapphire chick? I remember Ira saying something about her.”
    “Not really... Ask Gwen. Maybe she could give you a few pointers.”
    “Okay, thanks, Dakota.”
    “No problem.”
    Soon, Dakota and Anne Maria finished their meals. “Well, looks like I gotta go. See you later, Annie.”
    “Okay. Bye, Dakota.”
    Anne Maria and Dakota both bumped butts with each other before parting ways. Dakota passed by Gwen, who was being released from her cart form. Gwen was restrained by an armless leotard similar to the one she wore during the soccer game. Gwen was then taken to a visiting window. Jessica was on the other side of the window awaiting Gwen's arrival. Since Jessica and Gwen couldn't hold telephones, Jessica and Gwen communicated with headsets.
    “Hello there. I guess you're my current 'date.' What's your name?”
    “My name is Jessica, Gwen. So, how's your vacation?”
    “Well, I think this place is awesome. My mom and I enjoyed being the staff's playthings. Heather and Courtney were at the Daemon Wing, which is cool; however, I felt Lindsay's and Izzy's presence was a bit off. Then again, Lindsay is Heather's girlfriend at the moment. You know, sometimes, my mom and I were a couple of carts.”
    “You mean you were 'in' the carts, right?”
    Gwen chuckled. “No, we were the carts. They turned our bodies into seats and added wheels to our bodies. Heck, I was pleasured by vibrators to hide my 'sentience'. I came several times today.”
    “Wow... That's interesting. So... Your mother stated that you liked this place's fashion. Do you remember wearing any of the inn's stuff?”
    “Well, you saw me as a maid once. Other than that, I came here wearing a armbinder dress, plus I wore a straitjacket suit that made me ticklish all over. Finally, I wore an outfit like the one I'm wearing in yesterday's soccer game. I was gagged and blindfolded by a China-doll mask, and my arms were hidden by the suit. I was referred to as #4. I was directed by a domme, and I got slight vibrations whenever I touched the ball. If I recall correctly, we won 4-3. The last game I participated in was a swimming competition where every one of us wore mermaid-styled bondage suits. All of us except Eva and Lindsay. Eva usually does the 'official' stuff, and Lindsay was the prize for the winner.”
    “My... You're having some fun over there.”
    “I know, right? I'll take this place over Chris's shows hands-down. Ira may be a bit off, but he's not an asswipe like Chris.”
    “Cool. Hey, how's your mom?”
    “Well, let's just say she's busy. Hey, do you have any family members here?”
    “My daughter, Alice, was here until yesterday. I had Ira take my daughter home in exchange that I stayed at this hotel longer. She had school today.”
    Gwen nodded. “Well, I guess that's fair. Did she like this place?”
    “Alice was actually quite confused.”
    “Believe me, this place is weird. Even so, the Inn won't give her hell since Chris isn't running this place.”
    “Well, that's nice. Oh, my time is running out. See you on the flipside.”
    “Okay, bye.”
    As soon as the headsets were removed from their heads, Jessica and Gwen were taken out of the room. The domme who took control of Gwen took her to Courtney. Instead of having Gwen lick Courtney's pussy, the domme removed Courtney's restraints. A second domme then gave Courtney a bra and a pair of short-shorts much like the gear Heather wore. Courtney was surprised from the sudden change in pace.
    “Thank you...” Courtney put on her new outfit. “But why are you giving me this?”
    “Well, Gwen usually submits to her mother whenever she could, but her mother is still busy with those vibrators. Could you dominate her?”
    “Uhh... Sure. At least I'll be free for a while.”
    “Thank you.” The domme then gives Gwen's leash to Courtney. “We'll leave you two at it. Tata.”
    The dommes left, leaving Gwen and Courtney alone. Courtney tried to think about what to do with Gwen, but in the end, she went with something simple; Courtney pulled down her shorts, revealing her vagina. “Lick my pussy, Gwen.”
    “Yes, mistress.” Gwen got to her knees. Gwen leaned over and began to submissively lick Courtney's pussy. Courtney moaned with pleasure not only because she asked for it, but also because she believed Gwen's tongue felt soft. Within minutes, Courtney came into Gwen's mouth. Gwen swallowed the cum and licked her teal lips.
    In a confessional, Gwen tells about Courtney's progress. “Well, Courtney's getting there. It's a slow process, but you gotta make sure you use the right ingredients in order to bake the best cake.”
    Back at the scene, Courtney patted Gwen's head. Afterwards, Courtney pulled up her shorts. Gwen stood up and walked to a nearby spanking bench. A paddle sat atop a table next to the bench. “Hey Court,” Gwen said. “Care to untie me?”
    “Uh... Sure.” Courtney removed Gwen's tight outfit. In response, Gwen got on the bench. Courtney strapped Gwen to the bench, securing each strap as she goes. After binding Gwen, Courtney grabbed a black ball gag and gagged Gwen. Courtney hesitantly picked up the paddle. “Are you sure about this, Gwen?”
    Gwen simply wiggled her butt.
    “Okay then.” Courtney reluctantly swung at Gwen's ass, earning a pleasant moan from Gwen. Courtney's smacks went from reluctant swings to hearty smacks. After twenty or so smacks, a voice entered Courtney's ear.
    “Having fun, girls?”
    Courtney turned to the source of the voice: Heather. “Heather? What made you come back?”
    “Meh,” Heather shrugged. “We got bored.”
    “I guess you brought Bridgette and Lindsay over.”
    “Yep. Hey, mind if we join in? We could have an orgy.”
    “Uh... Sure.”
    “Great! Come with me, girls.” Heather tugged on Bridgette's and Lindsay's leashes.
    The sudden 'recruitment' was seen from afar through the eyes of Izzy. Izzy decided to 'recruit' a few more girls. Okay, Megan and Jo are busy, so I guess I'll have to ask Blaineley, Annie, and Sierra. Izzy decided to ask Blaineley first. Izzy approached Blaineley's crib, where Blaineley was enjoying a nap. “WAKEY-WAKEY!”
    “Eep!” Blaineley jumped back. “Izzy?! What was that for?!”
    “Oh, I just wanted to invite you to a little orgy we're having.”
    “Uhh... No offense, but I'd rather adjust to being an adult baby in piece.”
    “Hehe, none taken, Blaines. Hey, have you made a mess yet?”
    “Eww! Izzy, this is a bondage story, not a scatfic! Regardless... I have been good at holding it. The precautionary bathroom breaks I took before the challenges helped, too.”
    “Al-righty.” Izzy walked away from Blaineley, who went back to sleep. Soon, Izzy met up with Anne Maria and Sierra. “Oh, hey girls. How are you doing?”
    “Pretty good. Sierra is telling me about the orgy that Courtney and her pals are having.”
    “Well, instead of talking about it, why not join it?”
    “Well, I can't argue with that. This girl's itchin' for some hot lesbian sex.”
    “I agree with Annie. Being tied up doesn't come without a price.”
    “Great! Let's go!” Izzy, Anne Maria, and Sierra joined their buddies at the orgy.
    Upon arriving, Anne Maria approached Gwen. “Hey, uhh... Do you happen to know anything about this Queen Sapphire chick?”
    “Crrtnmm?”
    “Oh, sure.” Courtney removed Gwen's gag.
    “Also, could you take me out of this device? I wanna face everyone here.”
    “Sure. This inn is a bit stingy about binding people, so I will need to tie you back up.”
    “Okay then.”
    Courtney untied Gwen and took her off the bench. Courtney then bound Gwen in a simple black armbinder. After getting tied up, Gwen sat on the bench.
    “Oh... My butt is stinging a bit...” Gwen cleared her throat. “Okay girls, gather around. I got a story to tell.”
    The other girls sat in front of Gwen, interested in what Gwen is about to tell.
    “Okay... Thirty-five hundred years ago, there was a lesbian pharaoh who ruled a certain part of Lower Egypt. She looked like Lindsay, only with auburn-orange hair and pink eyes. Her name was Sapphire. On a boring day, Sapphire was laying in her bedroom. A slave named Hylia entered the bedroom. Hylia offered a method of sex that seemed unorthodox to Sapphire: BDSM. Sapphire was initially indifferent towards BDSM, but when Hylia tied her in a rope harness, Sapphire grew to love the silly method.
    After scissoring with Sapphire, Hylia decided to create a new object. First, Hylia took a rubber ball from Sapphire, then put a hole in it. She then put a strip of bandage through the hole she created. It was as simple as that. Sapphire was slightly upset, but Hylia had Sapphire open her mouth. Sapphire complied, allowing Hylia to put the ball in Sapphire's mouth and tie it around her head. Hylia called the silencing device 'the ball gag.'”
    “Wow... That's so cool.”
    “Thank you, Annie. Anyways, Hylia removed the ball gag from Sapphire's mouth. Sapphire loved the gag Hylia created, so Sapphire decided to come up with a task for Hylia. Sapphire told Hylia to come up with a new bondage device every day for fourteen days. If Hylia were to succeed, then she gets to become the next pharaoh; however, if Hylia were to fail, then Hylia will be mummified for eternity.”
    “Wouldn't that cause her to suffocate?”
    “Actually, no, Annie. Sapphire took the time to explain how female mummification works; in fact, Sapphire actually had girls mummified alive as punishment. Here's how it worked. The girl is stripped naked before the process starts. The girl's hands are placed over her crotch rather than crossed above her chest. The girl is first wrapped in a layer of bandages soaked in a special glue. A rubber ball is put into the girl's mouth, plus the girl's hair is put in a rubber cap much like the swimming caps we use today. Once that's done, the head is wrapped up. Once the first layer is complete, the girl is wrapped in a second layer made out of rubber that matches the girl's eye color. The rubber is heated by the sun or under a torch to form a seamless cocoon. Once the girl is sealed, a potion is rubbed onto the girl's body, granting her eternal life for the price of eternal libido. This means she'll be fingering herself for as long as time ticks or until her sentence is served. The girl is then placed in a sarcophagus-styled mold. Finally, the mold is filled with rubber of the girl's eye color. Decoration depends on the girl's social class.”
    “Whoa...”
    “Anyways, Hylia accepted Sapphire's task. For each day, Hylia made a new restraint. Sapphire is submissive in the BDSM field, so she lets Hylia tie her up and take control of her every time a new restraint is created. Sapphire was bound in various restraints, including a straitjacket, an armbinder, a ponygirl outfit, stocks, and more. Once the task was completed, Sapphire let Hylia mummify her alive forever. Sapphire is buried in a pyramid with a protective layer of white latex on it. Centuries later, Sapphire hid her pyramid in a giant sand dune to keep intruders away.”
    Anne Maria's eyes widened. “Wow... That's so cool.”
    “I know, right? This is one of the myths that sound sexually pleasing. Thanks for telling us, Gwen.”
    “No problem, Heather.”
    In a confessional, Ira examined the notes he took on Gwen's story. “Well, that should be enough. Now all I have to do is determine the coordinates of Sapphire's tomb and send a spybot over there. That should determine the tomb's safety.”
    Back at the scene, the orgy has started. The girls fucked and licked. They moaned and they yelped. After an hour of continuous sexual interaction and orgasms, the girls became too tired to move, all except Izzy.
    “Wow... That was so glorious...” Izzy looked at the other girls, whose cum-soaked bodies laid on the Wing's stone floor. I think I should tuck them in.
    That is exactly what Izzy did. Izzy hoisted Heather and Lindsay over her shoulders and took them back to their cell. Izzy put Heather and Lindsay on the cot before walking out. Izzy returned to the cell with Bridgette. Izzy put Bridgette on the ground before grabbing a pet bed. Izzy put Bridgette on the bed, where Bridgette enjoyed her well-earned rest.
    One-by-one, Izzy took the girls back to their cells. Once Izzy finished her self-given mission, she went back to her cell, ready to sleep. I wonder if there are other girls like Sapphire, Izzy thought. Izzy got on her cot and slept the night away.

Author's Notes: The mermaid swimming competition was inspired by a mermaid suit design I created over at DeviantART and suggested by a DeviantART user named Spiderweber during a Yahoo IM chat.
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