Day 1 - Morning

The apartment I was staying in is a typical one for the island. Very few people have permanent resonance here and from what I have heard the permanent ones are on the either side of the island. That part of the island is gated off and not available to regular guests.

Even as the host of the game, I must still be a regular guest as I am using one of the rental places that was given to me. It gets cleaned after I leave, but it is mine for the time being. The apartment is nice and simple. It has a living room, a bedroom, and kitchen and a very open shower and toilet that provide very little privacy. You can look straight in all areas unless you close a curtain. I am staying here by myself, so it is fine for my purpose. It is definitely not a place where you take your family.

I had gone out in the middle of the night to look at contestants. Most of them were laying down. Haylee and Tammy were laying in a bed together. I presumed it was to stay warm. It really doesn’t get cold on this island, even at night, but without covers it still might be more comfortable to have somebody lying against you. I had noticed earlier that Tammy had taken on a motherly role to Haylee. There was almost a 15 year age difference between Haylee with her 17 years and Tammy being 32. But as both women were naked, it was still an interesting sight to see and I am sure the voyeurs among the guests appreciated it.

Being here was an adjustment for all the girls, I am sure about that. They were robbed from all they knew and were thrown into this game. I wonder what they were thinking, how they were feeling. The Colosseum is designed to look impressive, to discourage any plans to escape. The hidden door, the oval ring, the cameras all of it should tell the girls that they are here to stay at our leisure and to better get used to it. I am sure it gave them a sense of desperation.

Most women, including India, looked asleep. I guess the men had worn India out enough and that had taken the priority over her emotions. It didn’t look like anything exciting was going to happen. I was mostly interested in the challenges myself and counted on Leon to keep me up-to-date if anything happened that I needed to know.

Heather was asleep in one of the bath tubs. It didn’t really block the view of her magnificent 24 year year old body as the tubs were transparent and the oval ring that I was walking on was higher up giving a good viewing angle. I could see her blond hair sticking out of the side of the tub. It reminded me a murder victim cliche in old black and white movies.

The toilets are also in clear view. None of the girls were using them at the moment. I would have to look at some of the videos to see the girls first experience with toilets with them being so exposed. I know for some of the audience, this part is one of their favorites. For me I didn’t care too much either way, but as I appreciated humiliation in general, I might make an exception for this situation...

Other than me there were only four other guests here. Not super surprising as there was no challenge going on at the moment and it was in the middle of the night. That reminded me I needed sleep as well. I had left after only 30 minutes.

It was amazing to think that 12 abducted girls had accepted their fate so quickly. For sure I was expecting more drama in the days to come, but so far, the problems had been minimal. The silent start hadn’t always been this way and the show had seen many more problems in the past. This led to an era where only younger girls were taken. Over the years, Leon had learned some tricks on how to make sure all resistance was lost soon using a combination of carrots and sticks. I was planning on mostly using sticks this year.

I was woken up by Leon’s knocking on my door. I looked at the alarm clock and it said 8AM.

I put on a bathrobe and walked to the door. Leon looked much more awake than me. He had a large cup of coffee in his hand, which was nice.

“Good morning sir. I hope you had a good rest. I was hoping that we would be able to go over the preparation for today.”

I took the coffee from him and invited him in and we sat down.

“The night went well sir”, he said, “The audience looks happy with the selection and we have gotten no riots.”

He put a document on the table. I recognized the document as my overall plan that I had sent to him about a month ago. It was a summary of our phone conversations and listed some of the challenges and twists that we had discussed. The girl selection had already been made before, so that was no longer a concern. My task had been to determine the challenges and make the show entertaining, Leon was the facilitator.

“So for today, you will explain the challenge to the contestants?” Leon asked, “What about the immunity process and the elimination consequences? Will you explain that as well?”

I told Leon that I would go over the idea of immunity, but I would leave the elimination consequences generic before the challenge. There was enough time to explain the elimination process in more detail after one of the girls was voted out. It was just another way to shock and awe the contestants and make them obedient.

Leon nodded in confirmation. “Very good sir. What about the extra guests? How do you want to handle those?”

One of the big twists this year were the extras that had been captured. The contestants didn’t know, but they were not the only one captured, but we had alo captured one of their family members. It was a big reason why the season was named that it was. What is ‘thicker than water’? Blood is.

“That should stay a surprise. Leave them locked up, but treat them well. Only the one related to the girl that is eliminated today will be brought out. I will give the signal for this. Before that, that should be hidden as it is the biggest twist for both the audience and the contestants.”

“Understood. You are the host. It has indeed not been done before. It also has created some media buzz but nothing we couldn’t handle. Fortunately big media is well aligned with our goals.” Leon smiled. I think he liked all the power he had.

“At some point, I will love to hear how everything we covered, but not today. I know about some already I believe, like a car accident for Tarza.”

“No problem, sir. Yes, we have some concerned family and friends still trying to get social media attention. There was a bit of a smaller podcast that seems to want to talk about a pattern in recent disappearances, but that was quickly nipped in the butt. One of our web sleuths got a hold of it before release. Our crash team has made sure that since then the aspiring journalist won’t have time anymore to do podcasts.”

I am not sure if I understood what Leon meant with his last sentence, but I am sure it was nothing nice.

“I am sure the audience knows the options for post elimination, I thought I was clear on those, and you can communicate those to them as I don’t want it to be a surprise. I just don’t want the contestants to know the details yet.”

Using sticks to get contestants to perform had its downsides. Some guests were here just for the sex part. Sure rape was fine to them, but somehow violence was not. I didn’t follow the reasoning, but It is hard to do ‘sticks’ without violence, so Leon and I had felt it wiser to inform the guests about what might happen post elimination.

“Very clear sir. Now food will come in around noon. All cut fruit and nuts in bins. It will be taken out at noon in case you want to watch. They haven’t been fed in 48 hours. I am sure they will be hungry.”

I thought for a minute.

“Let’s make a change here. I would like the fruit to be brought in twice a day. Noon is fine, the other once the challenge is over. And leave the nuts out. Nothing they can do with that. I think I would like to leave them hungry, but not starving. We have to keep them alive for a few days.”

“I will make the arrangements. Leaving the nuts may be tricky. I am not concerned about the girls, but it wouldn’t be the first time an audience member messes with the food.”

I laughed. I remember one year some old guy put MDMA into the water supply. It was fun at first seeing the girls hyper, but the MDMA drop wasn’t great and one of the girls nearly died from what I remembered.

“Ok we will keep the audience away from the nuts.”, I said. “I won’t be attending the feeding. I don’t find it very interesting.”

“What about showers and make-up? Do you want that organized before the challenge?” Leon asked.

“No, I will make it part of the challenge. That way the expectations for the contestants are clear and we have enough showers correct”.

“Yes sir. There are more than enough showers for everybody. The same for make-up tables. We got a lot of good brands the girls are familiar with. A few have already been using it yesterday.”

I assumed that for some of them, doing make-up gave them a bit of normality. Girls like India, Mary-Anne and Ashley all seem to be using a lot of make-up. India for her social media pictures, Mary-Anne to hide her age and Ashley because of her acting background.

There was not much else to discuss. We had done all the financial parts before my arrival. All the bidding has been going really well. I think there will be a good return on investment at the end and Leon will have some extra to make some improvements in paradise and that is what Leon cares about.

Leon called the island paradise. I am not sure if anybody else did. I always mentioned that I was visiting Leon to whomever needed to know. I am not sure the island has an official name, it was purchased way before my time.

Leon said his goodbye and I was thinking what to do with my day. I would probably walk over and check-in with some of the audience, make sure they are happy. I had to be careful as there was a strict rule to not discuss what happens inside the colosseum outside the Colosseum. The island is full of women that were being used, but most get paid for it in some way or the other and are here by free will. That is why the Colosseum and the game are different and had to be kept secret. It also made this game very expensive.

Day 1 - The challenge - The prettiest slut

The afternoon had flown by. I had walked around the island and enjoyed the beautiful weather that seemed to be permanent on this island. I had some very casual conversations with some other people on the island during the afternoon. There are a lot more people on the island and only a subset of them are guests. That does not mean that this is a vacation resort. Most people are here to do something they don’t want the home world to find out. In most cases that meant boning some very young mistresses or fucking very young male or female prostitutes. Leon provides it all.

It is funny to see the Colosseum from nearby. It is a building, almost hidden between the trees and so it doesn’t get noticed much. From the inside, it is pretty impressive however.

As soon as I stepped in the door of the Colosseum, people approached me carefully and asked round-about questions. I kept my mouth shut as I didn’t want to spoil the surprises. Most people just seemed excited and people that normally wouldn’t talk to me are suddenly my best friend. Fortunately Leon came to my rescue and guided me into the VIP entrance to the main court.

“Next time, just call first. There is more than one entrance here.”, he said.

That made sense. I never thought about how everything was being brought in. I never saw people other than guests move in and out, so there must be another way into this building.

He let me through some areas without windows to a door. The hallways had felt like a big maze with rooms left and right. I guess that is where the magic happens.

“I got your message about the change you want to make”, Leon said. “That does mean we have to warn people as it is not something everybody wants to see.”

“I knew. I talked to some people today and I heard some rumors about Survivor getting soft. I want to bring it back to its old glory.” I said.

It wasn’t true. I had been thinking this afternoon and wanted a tougher punishment and set a president to the girls if they didn’t listen to me ... I had been hesitant before the game started, but now I was sure. Leon gave me his support for the changes. He was an old school guy himself and wasn’t shy about getting his hands dirty. The success of the game was my responsibility and I would be to blame if the guests didn’t like it.

“Who do you want to eliminate today?, Leon said.

“It is a bit early to say. You never know how people respond. Maybe Heather. She looked very annoyed yesterday and not pretty without make-up. But who knows. Who is leading in the bets right now?”

“Sally has the most money going for her to be voted out. “ said Leon, “The guests think she is young and therefore she is easily broken. They are typically wrong. Second is Willow. She is also voted most likely to kill herself.”

I guess everything can be bet upon. It had happened before, so it makes sense.

“Who do you think will win Leon”, I asked.

“My vote doesn’t count, sir. I just know it is never the person you expect it to be.”

Truth to that. I had seen some strange winners. I had tried to make my pick based on profiles of previous winners as I enjoy a good competition. Tammy was a bit older and curvy, just like last year’s winner, a young curvy girl. She was surrounded by very pretty and skinny girls, making her feel like he had to work harder. She had been very eager to please and the guests had liked that.

I believed in having underdogs. That is why I had picked Willow. She looked like she had seen some shit and hopefully that history would make her compete harder. Her records had revealed a porn history and some domestic abuse as well. There were most likely bad things in her past we hadn’t uncovered, but all of it suggested a good candidate that could be controlled.

Faith had been picked because I wanted a surprise element as well. Faith was somebody about who you would never know what she would do next. She felt like a wild beast and a challenge to tame. Right now, it felt that India was that way too. With India, I had counted on the fact that her vanity would make her want to win, or maybe greed as there was money at stake. Some girls will do anything for money. We will see. The audience decides a lot of who wins.

The clock was almost 5PM and the door was opened. I walked in and looked at the ring where the audience was located. It looked like roughly the same people as yesterday, and maybe even a bit more. I guess the warning they had received when entering had not scared anybody. It made me feel good about plans I had made.

“Ok contestants, please come forward to me.”

There was a small ledge between me and the rest of the oval. I guess that was for my safety as there were no guards to be seen. I didn’t remember having ever seen it before and wondered if it was new. It was small however and maybe at most trip somebody.

The girls stood up and started walking over. Some were trying to cover themselves with their hands. Some like Ashley and Heather didn’t move and stayed on the bed.

“Please let us go”, said Yasmin. “We won’t say anything”. Her voice sounded polite and she was trying to control her emotions. Yasmin hadn’t been my top pick, but she was a suitable candidate as she didn’t have many ties in the USA. In other words, she could easily disappear without people asking questions. I had my doubts on how much she would cooperate however.

“Girl, are you stupid”, said Faith. “They abducted us here, they are not letting us go”. Faith sounded like a girl from the hood, but she was very white and her background had said suburban Texas girl. I figured that she had been a difficult teenager and had gone a bit ghetto.

Mary-anne looked around and was the next to talk. “What are your plans with us?”, she asked. She sounded her age and somebody that was an office worker, but I knew her BDSM background as well. I hoped her submissive side would come out during these challenges.

I decided to take the question.

“I am glad you asked. I see most of us have joined here, but I know everyone can hear me. As I said yesterday, this is Survivor. Cooperate and you will survive. Do not cooperate and you will not. It is that simple.”

I gave the girls some time to let my words sink in. It seemed that not everyone was listening and it was time to show some force. I got the attention of two guards and pointed to the girls that had not come forward. The guards understood what I wanted. They took out what looked like a cattle prod and walked towards the two girls that were still sitting on the beds. That seemed to grab Ashley and Heather’s attention as they now walked from the beds towards me. I was somewhat disappointed, I had hoped to see at least one of the girl’s needing a little push.