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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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Ira paced the floor, thinking about an idea for two competitive girls. Chris awaited for the next course of action, mainly because the thought of torturing his contestants intrigues him.
"You know, Chris, I got a proposition for you."
"Lay it on me."
"You know, there are two girls that would do anything to win the million dollars. One of them is an overachiever by the name of Courtney. She'll try anything to win whatever challenge you provided for her and her teammates."
"I know, right? In the murder mystery episode of Total Drama Action, Courtney was nagging me about a prize. Can't that bitch shut up?"
"Wow, that had to be annoying. Anyways, the other girl I'm thinking about is Heather. Heather is one manipulative competitor, and she will do anything to get someone eliminated; however, recent investigation led us to believe that Heather is attracted to Lindsay."
"Right... So, what's the plan?"
"Here's the scoop. What you should do is provide some bait for the girls. Make them believe that they got another shot at the competition. Have them meet you at an abandoned warehouse near Lake Muskoka and we'll take things from there."
"Sounds like a nice plan to me," Chris pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and went to his G-mail account. He then typed in a message to Courtney and Heather, which told them about Total Drama's newest season. He sent the message, which contained the information both girls will need. Unknown to the girls, the season is actually fake.
"Did you give the girls what they need?"
Chris smirked. "Yep."
"Well, you could run along now. I'll catch up with you in a little bit. I got to make a personal visit to our first special guest."
"Okay then." Chris left the room in order to take care of Courtney and Heather.
Ira turned to Chef with a specific request. "Chef. Keep an eye on things while we're gone, okay?"
Chef groaned. Chef tried to contradict Ira, but Ira left before Chef could say anything. "I hate my job..."
Meanwhile, at Courtney's house, Courtney is reading over information about the Bush v. Gore case. Courtney is a Hispanic girl whose eyes are as black as onyx. Her beautiful, brown hair touches the tip of her shoulders, and a few freckles sit between her eyes. She wears a gray shirt that appeared to be a part of a boarding school outfit. Her jade-green pants are rolled up to her knees, perhaps as a teenager's fashion statement.
While reading about the case, Courtney received an email from the address chrisishot2@gmail.com. Is this Chris' personal email account? Courtney thought. Courtney logged onto her email account to check the message. When Courtney clicked on the message, she was in for a surprise.
Hey there.
You have been chosen to participate in my next
Total Drama all-stars season. If you would
like to know more, meet me at an abandoned
warehouse near Lake Muskoka.
"So," Courtney said. "You're giving me another shot at becoming a millionaire? Well, let me remind you that I will win the million this time!"
Courtney picked up her PDA, prepared to file a lawsuit in case a lawsuit becomes necessary. Courtney powered off her computer before walking out the door. Courtney walked downstairs, moved through the living room, and went out the door. Once Courtney was outside, she went to her car and drove off.
Courtney arrived at the warehouse, only to see an Asian girl standing in front of the warehouse. The Asian has dark-gray hair that reached down to her waist. Her eyes matched the color of her long hair. The Asian wears a maroon sports bra that covers her DD-cup breasts, which are one or two band sizes smaller than Courtney's DD-cup breasts. The Asian's shorts are small enough to show off her ass.
"Heather!" Courtney shouted. "What are you doing here?!"
"Well, duh! I'm here to get the million dollars that I should have gotten a few seasons ago!"
"Well, you're going to have to pry it from my cold, dead hands!"
Courtney and Heather glared at each other, confident about their victory. Chris entered the scene, clapping before their very eyes.
"Well well well... Looks like you girls are already stirring up some drama. I'm impressed."
Courtney darted her eyes at Chris. "What do you want, Chris?"
Chris gave Courtney a smug smile. "Oh, I'm here to tell you about the newest season of Total Drama."
"This better be important..."
"Oh, it is, Heather. I'll need you two to sign these waivers. I'm warning you, this season will have revolutionary challenges and a whole lot of drama."
A dominatrix appeared behind Chris, walking up to the two rivals with waivers. The waivers will ensure that nobody gets sued once Courtney and Heather sign them.
"Fine..," Courtney and Heather responded unanimously. Both girls signed the waivers, granting Chris the freedom to do anything he wishes to them.
"Okay, good... Now, say hello to my little friends!"
Two female enforcers appeared behind Chris, each one holding a bitchsuit for the girls to wear. Each bitchsuit had four pockets, all which are meant to fold the wearer's limbs in. The hoods attached to each bitchsuit had built-in ring gags in them. The tails in each bitchsuit are really butt plugs, which will be stuck into a wearer's anus. The suit designated for Courtney is brown while the suit meant for Heather is black.
Chris turned to the domme. "Marjorie, if you may."
"Thank you, Chris. Courtney and Heather, I request that both of you girls remove every article of clothing you are wearing."
Courtney rudely pointed at Marjorie. "What the hell are you trying to do to us?!"
"Uh-uh-uh!" Chris wiggled his index finger. "You signed the waiver, Courtney. There's no getting out of this."
"Better watch your mouth, or you'll lose..." Heather, who wears no underwear underneath her clothes, takes off her top. Heather then mockingly squeezed her breasts in front of Courtney.
"Fine..." Courtney removed her outfit, going from the top layers to the lingerie. Courtney's DD-cup breasts were revealed in front of Chris and the enforcers, much to Courtney's disappointment.
"Well..." Heather's clothes laid beside her; it seemed that Heather was a bit more willing to strip than Courtney. "Now that we're naked, what's the competition about? Seeing which one of us is the sexiest?"
"I can SO beat her in that!" Courtney shouted.
"Oh, you'll see." Chris pointed his thumb at the two campers, which encouraged the enforcers to force them into the bitchsuits.
In a confessional, the naked Courtney and Heather rant about the situation at hand.
"Please tell me Chris isn't making us his sex slaves!"
"Is Chris trying to put us in a pornography film?!"
"This is a conspiracy, I tell ya!" both girls shouted unanimously.
"Girls! This isn't making any sense at all!"
Courtney pointed at the camera. "And what do you think makes sense, huh?! Who do you think you are, anyway?"
Ira reached into the confessional and gave each girl a brochure to the inn. Courtney looked at her brochure with astonishment while Heather blushed with lustful embarrassment.
Back in the scene, the enforcers forced Courtney and Heather into the bitchsuits. Each of the girls' are forcefully gagged by the hoods of each bitchsuit, holding each of their mouths open. Courtney's and Heather's limbs are also forced into the pockets of their bitchsuits. Once each girl was zipped inside her suit, the girls are forced into an all-fours stance.
"Croth!" Courtney shouted into her gag.
"Uh-uh! No complaining!"
From a distance, Ira appeared from behind the warehouse and walked to the group. Ira looked at the two girls with a straight face. "So, you got everything settled?"
"Almost. You expect us to carry these girls all the way back to the inn?"
Ira pointed at two Chinese pull-carts. "You might want to look at the sidewalk, Chris."
Chris turned around, taking notice of the carts. "Oh..."
Heather walked up to Ira. Heather nuzzled against Ira's legs, begging for his attention.
"What do you need, Heather?" Ira asked.
"Ahm hungreh..!" Heather moaned.
"Really?" Ira placed his hand on his chin. "I suppose you can have something." Ira walked up to the bound Courtney. Ira unzipped a zipper that laid on top of Courtney's pussy, leaving it open for sexual contact. "Help yourself."
Heather, blinded and deafened by her hood, used her nose to follow Courtney's scent. Heather hobbled up to Courtney's rear. Heather first smelled Courtney's ass like a dog meeting another dog, then took a small lick off Courtney's pussy. Aroused by Courtney's taste, Heather began eating Courtney out. Heather drove her tongue deep into Courtney's pussy, hungrily eating Courtney like a child eating Halloween candy. Soon, Heather got a taste of Courtney's sweet cum. Heather moaned with pleasure upon tasting the gooey treat.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it, Heather." Ira snapped his fingers. "Girls, show our guests the carts."
The enforcers picked up Courtney and Heather and carried them to the carts. After they were put on the ground, Courtney and Heather had body harnesses strapped tightly onto each of their sexy bodies. Chris walked up to both of the girls to tell them the challenge.
"Girls," Chris said. "Your first challenge is a little race. You will 'run' to a ferry nearby. No worries, you'll only have to move straight. However, if either of you chicks decide to complain, then you automatically lose, understood?"
"Uh-huh" both girls responded.
"Okay... On the count of three. One... Two... Three!"
Courtney and Heather both started hobbling to the ferry, although they were blinded by the hoods they were wearing. Unfortunately for Courtney and Heather, they were forced to move by zaps from taser rods, courtesy of Chris and Ira. Chris, however, receives a phone call from Chef.
"Hey! What the hell are you two slackers doing?!"
"Cool it, Chef! We aren't in a hurry. Geez, don't get your pants twisted in a knot." Chris hung up immediately afterward.
Heather was winning by a few feet, but Heather's speed caused her to stumble and fall flat onto the ground. This enabled Courtney to pass Heather and achieve the sweet smell of victory.
"Way to go, Heather!" Chris whined. "You succeeded in being lousy!"
"Cool your heels, Chris. Let the taser do the talking."
"Oh, right..." Chris zapped Heather with his rod, which made the masochistic Heather squeal with pain and pleasure. Courtney and Heather were both unstrapped from the harnesses, only to be collared shortly after. Leashes were hooked each of the girls' collars, solely for taking onto the deck of the ferry. The enforcers soon appeared behind them.
"Take the carts back to the inn. We'll take care of Courtney and Heather"
Ira and Chris walked their respective "pets" onto the deck of the ship. Once everyone is on board, the ferry sailed away from the dock.
"Chris, take some time to admire the scenery. We'll be on this ship for a while."

Author's Notes: Courtney is sent to the Daemon Wing since she is one of the most disliked girls in the series. This may be attributed to her bossiness and overt focus on winning. Courtney also gets rather volatile and aggressive whenever she becomes jealous.
Heather, on the other hand, was obviously put in the Daemon Wing since she's the main antagonist of the first season. Heather uses manipulation to get herself through the competition.
Courtney and Heather were taken together due to their respective competitive tendencies.
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