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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"Fashion is a form of art. Like other forms of art, fashion made its way into many cultures in many forms, even if its for one specific purpose. It allows the artist to express his or her talent through the use of wearable fabrics. Like other forms of art, fashion can be displayed. A painting can be hung on the wall of a museum for many people to examine. Likewise, a story could be published as an individual book for readers to dive into, or inserted among a collection of short stories created to give a quick message to its readers. A song could either be performed by human, or played on a radio set for many listeners' enjoyment. A film is provided by theaters on a wide screen for viewers to watch and later sold to those who wish to watch said film in the comfort of their homes.
Unlike all of these forms of art, fashion takes its appeal directly to a human rather than lead said human to its appeal. It is worn by a human to show its appeal to both the human itself and surrounding humans, be it friends, relatives, or complete strangers. In being shown, the wearer's fashion spreads its appeal to the wearer's surroundings; however, this depends on one's preferences.
Like other forms of art, there are many types of fashion that could match the preferences of certain humans. Paintings may be realistic, abstract, or modernized, and there are other types of paintings that the eye could see. Stories could tell tales of comedy, tragedy, horror, mystery, and countless other genres. Songs could be performed by an individual person or a group of people, and like stories, music could be found in many genres. Films could either be live-action or animated, and documentaries exist as well. Fashion could be seen as aesthetic, extravagant, casual, or formal. Even with these forms, I feel that art has consequences as well.
Each of the many forms of art has its own weaknesses. A common weakness every form of art has is the possibility of poor craftsmanship. Aside from said possibility, the many forms of art have separate weaknesses. For instance, a painting could either wear out or get stolen for sale at the black market. The popularity of stories dwindle drastically if self-published on the internet. As for songs, if responsibility isn't maintained, then songs could be ruined by power-hungry musicians such as Justin Bieber. Films may be as obscene as Nightmare on Elm Street, or as unappealing as Birdemic: Shock and Terror. Fashion, however, has the worst weakness in my opinion.
Fashion ends up becoming subjected to trends, especially fashion that is meant for casual situations. This may either be a way to follow the popular crowd, or as an act of human want. Either way, those kinds of outfits may lose their artistic value to popularity, although I may be wrong. Who knows what will go wrong?
As the owner of Universal Restraints Inc, I focused my artistic skill on the aspect of fashion. This includes designing, displaying, and transporting fashion. You see, the goal of my company is to show others the aesthetic value of fetish-y fashion. This includes the bondage gear that I have used on my many guests, including your contestants. To me, bondage is not about sexual endeavors; it's about art. Anything sexual about my hotel's activities and tendencies would be my wife's idea. Fashion is my artistic talent. It is to me as Issac Newton is to physics. That is my story."
After finishing his speech, Ira turned to Chris, noticing that Chris was playing Angry Birds on his phone the whole time Ira was speaking. "Chris! What are you doing?!"
"Well, duh! I'm ignoring your lameness!"
"Excuse me, but speeches provide powerful messages to the audience."
"Well, yours sure as hell bored me!"
"What the- Ugh, never mind! I'll carry on with the next girl..."
"What is it about this time?"
"You know, Gwen is an artist, but her talent lies within visual arts. This basically means she's more along the lines of someone who is talented at painting and drawing. Of course she's a goth, so chances are she may share an interest in bondage and fetish-y fashion. What I'm thinking about doing is-" Ira's cell phone interrupted Ira with a ring. Ira answered the rather abrupt phone call. "Hello?"
On the other side of the line, a large brunette sat on a sofa next to a sexy goth chick. "Hello there. We'd like to make a reservation at your hotel."
"Who are you with?"
"I'm with my daughter, Gwen."
"Gwen from Total Drama?"
"Yeah. Why are you asking?"
"May I talk with her, Megan?"
"Sure," Megan passed the phone to Gwen. "It's for you, dear."
"Thanks," Gwen took the phone from her mother. Gwen held the phone to her ear, ready for Ira's words. "What's the scoop, Ira?"
"Well, the thing is you've won a two-week vacation at my inn. Of course you'll be put in the Daemon Wing, which is quite a mess. Do you think your mother could go to the Daemon Wing with you?"
"Let me ask her." Gwen moved the phone away from her ear. "I already have a reserved spot at the Daemon Wing. You want to tag along, mom?"
"Sure. That sounds like fun."
"My mom's coming with me, Ira."
"Good. I'll send my crew over. Hey, how tall is your mother?"
"She's seven-feet-five-inches tall."
"Man! That's kind of large."
"Yeah, especially compared to me. I'm five-foot-six."
"Cool. I'll see you soon."
"Um... What were you going to say?"
"Never mind the original plan, Chris. I'll just send my crew over to pick Gwen and her mother up, just like we usually do."
Chris shrugged. "Suit yourself..."
Ira took the armbinder dress off the rack and handed it to a nearby female enforcer. The armbinder dress is a popular model made from lambskin. The armbinder of the dress is red on it's side as well as the side of the dress's skirt. The dress is black elsewhere.
"See if there's anything that could fit a seven-and-a-half-foot-tall woman."
"Right away, Magnum Master!"
"Please..." Ira sighed. "Call me Mr. Spooner..."
"Right..." the enforcer took the dress and left.
Gwen and her mother were sitting on the sofa when the doorbell rang. Gwen got up and answered the door, only to see the lone enforcer.
"Hello. Who might you be?"
"Hello, Gwen. I'm Melissa. I work with Universal Restraints Inc. Is Megan around?"
"You mean my mom? She's in the living room."
"Thank you, Gwen. Now, I'll need you to strip for me?"
Gwen raised an eyebrow. "Why?"
"It's part of the procedure, darling. You see, we transport our guests to the inn. Having a naked body is not only recommended, but required during your stay at the inn."
"Seems legit." Gwen removed her clothes. First, Gwen removed her shirt, then came her skirt. She took off her boots soon after. After removing the top layer, Gwen took off her bra, revealing her D-cup breasts. Finally, Gwen took off her panties and her stockings, thus revealing her naked body.
Melissa turned to Megan, who had her hands down there. "You too, Meg!"
"If you say so,." Megan said.
As Megan stripped, Gwen took a look at Megan's body. "Wow... That's hot..." Gwen turned back to Melissa. "So... What now?"
"I'll need you to wear this for me," Melissa held out an armbinder dress.
"Aww... It looks kind of cute."
"Thanks." Melissa prepared the dress for Gwen.
Gwen eagerly allowed Melissa to place Gwen into the dress. Afterwards, Melissa put a pair of red, knee-high ballet boots onto Gwen's feet and tied the laces.
"Now, allow me to bind your mother."
Gwen chuckled. "Hey, be my guest."
Melissa approached Megan with some revealing gear. Megan looked at the gear, curious about its nature.
"You mind if I tried it on for size? I'm kind of... large."
"I was just about to have you do that, Meg." Melissa handed Megan a pair of boots that looked similar to pony hooves. "Now, put those on."
Megan put the boots on her legs. The boots felt tight around her legs and reached up to her knees. "What now?"
Melissa handed Megan a body harness, to which Megan obediently wore. The harness left Megan's breasts uncovered, but the crotchstrap tightly hugged Megan's pussy. Melissa adjusted the tail attached to the harness, ensuring that the plug is inside Megan's ass.
"Now, let me put these on you..." Melissa pulled out a pair of gloves resembling pony hooves. Melissa slipped the gloves onto Megan's hands, making sure they're tight enough to keep Megan's hands steady.
Megan giggled. "Now, for the icing on the cake!" Megan winked to Melissa.
"You're an obedient girl, aren't you?"
"Gwen and I are both switches, although I like submitting a bit more than Gwen does."
"Ah, interesting..." Melissa said, pulling out a bridle for Megan.
Megan allowed Melissa to put the bit into Megan's mouth. Once Megan is gagged, Melissa secured the harness around Megan's head, tightening it to fit Megan's bondage-y needs.
"Well, I'll let you two take a look at each other, now..." Melissa said.
Gwen approached her mother, wearing the dress on her body. "What do you think, mom?"
"Ytth looth athorable, Gweth,"
"Thanks," Gwen responded. "You look like you could be a sexy pony, mom."
"Thanths."
Melissa pulled out a full-enclosure hood and a blindfold. "You ready, girls?"
"Yeth, ma'am."
"We're ready, Melissa."
"Good."
Melissa placed the hood onto Gwen's head, rendering her blind. "Follow me, Megan," Melissa took Gwen out the door.
Megan followed Melissa and Gwen to a carriage for the girls. Gwen was placed in a trunk at the back of the carriage. After that, Melissa took Megan to the front of the carriage.
Melissa hooked Megan's harness to the reins of the carriage. "Do you know your pony sounds, Megan?"
"Neigh." Megan nodded.
"Good..." Melissa blindfolded Megan "You'll definitely need it."
Melissa got into the carriage. Melissa enjoyed looking at the rear view of her tall pony. As soon Melissa whipped Megan with the reins, Megan trotted off, pulling the cart as she goes.
Upon arriving at the Inn, Melissa got out of the cart. She walked to the back and unlocked the trunk that contained Gwen. Melissa took Gwen out of the trunk, making sure that she took a nice breath of air before unhooking the reins from Megan. Melissa walked to Megan, who turned her head towards Melissa.
"Mmm... Neigh?"
"You did quite well, Megan." Melissa unlatched the reins from Megan's harness.
Suddenly, Ira walked through the Inn's doors. Ira approached Melissa and the sexy pair she brought with her.
"So, you managed to get these two by yourself?"
"Yep."
"Interesting." Ira, ready to talk to Gwen, removed the hood from Gwen's head. "Hey there, Gwen. The name's Ira Mauricio Spooner, owner of Universal Restraints Inc. How's it going?"
"Things are going well." Gwen wiggled her bound arms. "I love this kind of fashion."
"Thank you, Gwen. I was a photographer for fetish-y fashion studio earlier in my career."
"Wow, that's nice."
"Thanks. Now, about your mother," Ira approached Megan and looked up, taking note of her height. "Excuse me, ma'am. Could you crouch for me?"
Megan crouched down, allowing Ira to remove her blindfold.
"Thank you, dear. So, did you enjoy the ride?"
"Neigh." Megan nodded despite the fact that she pulled the carriage.
"Very well. Now, the Daemon Wing is relatively torturous, so I advise being careful during your experience. Seriously, it's a mess."
Ira ordered Melissa to put the hood back on Gwen. He then blindfolded Megan before walking away from the scene.
In a confessional, both Gwen and Megan are revealed to be satisfied with the situation they're in. Both girls are still wearing the gear they wore while they were being transported.
"I have to admit, I love fetish-y attire. Also, my mom and I both are into bondage. Heck! We love it when we engage in BDSM activities. Furthermore, the idea of wearing a dress that combines bondage and fashion into one restrictive outfit makes me smile. If I get a chance to purchase this dress, then I'll definitely wear it to a fetish ball next time my mother and I go to one. What do you think, mom?"
"Ith will looth cutth on ytth, Gweth," Megan said through her gag. "Ah thinth ah looth athorable ath a ponehgirl. Mehbe we cud geth theeth pony outfith frr uth."
Ira walked in on the confessional and reapplies Gwen's hood onto her head. He also blindfolded Megan. "Expect to get a little something when your vacation is finished." Ira left, muttering about the senselessness of the confessional business.
At his office, Ira had felt a sense of boredom, so he decided to take a look at the girls of Total Drama within the premises of the inn. He accessed a secret doorway behind his desk and walked in before it closed.
Author's Notes: Gwen is taken to the Daemon Wing due to the fetish appeal associated with the goth stereotype. She is also (technically) best friends with Courtney, who is placed in the Daemon Wing.
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