Day 4

Day 4 - Morning

Leon arrived at his usual time, 5 minutes after I woke up. I sighed, I had stopped being surprised about it, I had bigger things to worry about, but it still didn’t sit right with me.

“I heard you used your time with #1 well. “, Leon said in his usual calm voice. I knew he was talking about my trip to Yasmin. He knew their names, but disliked using them for some reason. Maybe it created more distance for him. I liked using the names as it felt more personal to me. To each their own, but under the surface, I felt it created some distance between him and me as well.

“Yes, she was very accommodating. Thank you for organizing that.”, I responded, but the last part didn’t feel sincere to me and wondered if Leon noticed it as well. I didn’t want to give him time to reflect on it and continued right away with the conversation.

“My visit gave me some ideas that I wanted to discuss with you. I don’t want to interfere with your side of the business, but I do see opportunities for maximizing revenues. And I think I see one for you to make more money. Interested?”

Leon shrugged, but didn’t say no.

“I understand that the girls are typically sold to a select audience after they are eliminated. How about we postpone the auction a bit and auction them later, but use that time to allow people to sample the goods. I am thinking of a system where they can bid to get some time with a particular eliminated girl and if they like it, they will bid more on the auction.”. I gave him some more details and watched his face closely to watch his reaction. Leon just kept a stern face and I gave up after a few minutes.

As soon as I stopped my filibuster, Leon smiled. “It is a fine balance. Sometimes the unknown is worth more than reality. Reality is often disappointing. Once they have had a taste, the needs of a potential bidder may already be satisfied. We have decided on doing it the other way around this year. All auctions will be done at the end to make people more eager.”

Leon continued “Your visit can help me. The guests really like your treatment of the contestants, especially the eliminated ones. Would you be ok that we use those in the summary videos? That is in addition to the oval recordings of course. It shows a bit of their potential in a 1 on 1 context.”

Now it was my time to pause. I took a drink of my morning orange juice. I knew I must have gained his trust as he didn’t hide that he was recording everything. I felt surprisingly at ease with this. Over the years, I had gained appreciation of mutual destruction. You could say that all guests have similar personalities and being ego-centric and self-preservation are common traits on that list. Funny enough, most are ok with not having a long stretched death process, so unnatural deaths are not something that scares the average guest, but is often seen as a positive.

My pause was successful or maybe Leon was tired of waiting for a response from me, “You will get some alone time with each eliminated guest if you wish to do so, in addition to your elimination process of course. However, it will be once per person to keep their value the highest for the auction.”

“Yeah that makes sense ... What about family members? Will we auction them?” I asked.

“Same rules”, Leon replied, “I will get you a key card to the relative of #1 and #5. The relative of #4 are no longer available.”

Ugh all these numbers... #5 was Sally, so by elimination, #4 was Tammy.

“I am ok with skipping Sally’s brother. Yasmin mom would be interested if it is together with Yasmin.”, I replied.

“Yasmin will recover for the remainder. Impress me and maybe we can do something towards the end. There are a lot of contestants to deal with, so you should be ok.”, Leon said.

“Understood.” I knew he was talking about money he was making.

We switched the topic to today’s challenge that was more humiliation based. Leon clearly was not a fan and was wondering if it got enough attention as for some it might be more than they are interested in and for others it doesn’t go far enough. We did the quick math. Nine contestants left and with thirty guests, would mean the top would get five or six votes and most likely have a tie. We agreed to offer alternatives, to allow more voting options for our guests and figure out if the escalation could be used for tie-breakers and maybe something related to the elimination punishment.

“What about if I want a specific girl out”, I asked,

“Too much variation and you will lose alignment with the contestants. They need to feel they are impacting their future”, Leon replied. “Who are you thinking of?”

“Heather, her activity is lack-luster and she is not working on make-up, plus her whining and complaining may impact the others”, I said.

“We can do something to help you”, Leon said, “And I will inform the guests to the changes in the auction process.”

I am not 100% sure that I knew what changes he was talking about. I would just have to wait and see.

With that, we concluded our prep. Time to shower and prep.

Day 4 - The challenge - Roman Orgy

I was still thinking about what changes I had agreed upon with Leon. I said I would get access to the guests and their family members. Was that all? And what about informing the guests. There had to be more changes he felt he needed to do. I looked at my watch, it was exactly 5PM. TIme to open the challenge.

I looked around and it looked a bit less than yesterday. Maybe 45 or so. I was hoping this event would be successful as it was new to me too. I knew the next days would be more of my style, but decided to go with it and make the best out of this and hope it didn’t fail.

“Welcome contestants. Welcome to another opportunity to a life of riches. There are nine of you left.” I paused a bit waiting for any response. The audience had its usual mumbling, but seemed a bit distracted as well. It was new for them as well.

The participants had been brought forward and were listening. This event had become almost like a real contest and one would almost forget all contestants were here against their will. Surprising what a show of force can do.

I continued my introduction like a real game show host.

“You may have noticed that the showers and the water taps have not worked this afternoon and that the toilets are in airplane mode. We also didn’t bring food today. This is related to today’s challenge.”

I paused for a dramatic effect, but nothing, so I continued.

“Originally, the challenge was called ‘Super Soaker’, but after some discussion, we have renamed it to ‘Roman Orgy’. Now before you start worrying, this is not a repeat of yesterday. This is an event with a lot of food and plenty of fluids.”

Again I paused, I had managed to grab their attention.

“Today has 3 rounds. In round 1, the food is served. In round 2, you get to drink and round 3, you get to eat. The top 3 get points. The top points get immunity. If you have the lowest points or no points, you run the risk of getting eliminated with all the negative consequences of that. I don’t think I have to explain that. Let me bring it the food that you will get a chance to eat.”

A lot of food was being brought in: uncooked beans, apple sauce, cupcakes with whip cream, unpeeled bananas, chocolate ice cream, custard, grits and spaghetti with tomato sauce. Also plates with drinks were brought in with water, red wine, white wine, champagne and beer.

I heard a small cheer from one of the girls, I believe it was Haylee. The prospect of getting to eat some yummy food caused her to yell out maybe? Most other girls looked slightly confused. Tammy leaned over and talked to Haylee. Haylee’s smile disappeared from her face.

Willow and Faith also said something to one another, causing Willow to raise her finger. The two had been on one another, I assume Faith had called Willow fat, as I heard her say that before. Ashley and Mary-Anne also seem to have gotten along over the days, but neither of them seem super interested and were just working on their make-up that they had brought with them, as was India.

Once the guards were done with bringing in the food, they came back with a huge rolling circular contraption. It was very low to the ground and it moved slowly. The contraption itself seemed to be made of plastic with metal poles on top. Chains were hanging from the top poles with cuffs at the end and leather straps were attached to the bottom of the weird device. I looked a bit like an odd looking wardrobe. The guards left it in the middle of the oval.

“Girls, please be so kind to pick a spot on the ring. If you have trouble getting on, some of the guards are more than willing to help you.”.

That was the end of my opening. I looked around at the audience and some were now paying more attention.

India and Ashley were the first two to get up and they each picked a spot. The spots they picked were far away from each other, on opposite sides of the ring. They stood in front of a spot with chains and cuffs as each as the pole was shoulder height for them. They looked unsure what to do. Mary-Anne picked a spot next to Ashley, but sat on her knees and locked in the leather straps in between her lower leg and upper leg and strapped it in on the other side. She grabbed a cuff in each of her hands, but couldn’t do much more. Ashley looked at her and seemed to understand how it worked, but stayed where she was. The position didn’t look super comfortable, although the construction seemed to have softer material on the edges. Slowly but surely the other girls came forward as well, each finding an open spot. There were more than enough spots as there seem to be 15 spaces, but there were only 9 contestants left.

Most girls found the position by themselves, but Faith and Heather needed some encouragement from a guard, but also they found a spot.

The guards came by, and each girl had to sit the same as Mary-Anne had done earlier. On their knees, with the hands up. The guards locked them into the cuffs and adjusted it, so their hands were straight up. The girls now had limited move ability as they were sitting on their knees, upper legs stretched, upper body stretched and arms stretched up. It reminded me a bit of the expose or submission slave position.

The device was not new to me. I had seen it be used in other years to restrain the contestants. Leon has suggested we use it for this challenge today as it seemed to fit the purpose.

Once the girls were locked in. I enabled the mic again and started talking.

“Guests, you are welcome to come down for the challenge. Each of you get to pick three food items and give it to a contestant. Note, you can only give a contestant one of the food items, so you have to pick three different contestants to give your food. The contestants receive a point for each food item given to them. As they have not eaten, I am sure they are hungry and will welcome the food.”

About 30 guests had made the trip down the oval. Some stayed up on the observation ring to watch. Leon had warned me that not everyone would participate. Each guest picked up some items, conveniently placed in plastic bowls. The guests all had received a number. I wasn’t sure how they had gotten their number, but knowing Leon, I assumed money had been involved. I was wondering what the number one spot had cost. I figured it was anywhere from five thousand to 20K as that was nothing to most people here, but it could be a lot higher as well, given some that some people could really be into this, but maybe it was a lot more money. The guests had also picked up a drink and most started drinking right away, some chugged away several beers at once.

“Ok number 1, you go first, once you have used all three items, number 2 can go and so on.”, I explained to the guests. I assumed they had all read the instructions, but you can never be too careful.

Guest number 1 was somebody I knew well. He had a software business and him and I had been in business meetings together. We also had shared some girls in the past. I knew him as a kinky guy and this was right up his alley.

His first plate was baked beans and he walked up to India. She waited in anticipation and clearly didn’t know what to expect. She opened her mouth slightly, maybe expecting to be fed, but instead the guy slowly poured all the baked bean over her. A disgusted look came on her face. Heather yelled gross very loud, triggering a laugh from the guests and the remaining audience. Several other girl’s faces looked now very unpleasant. Guest number 1 picked up plate number 2 with pasta and walked over to Heather, who frantically tried to move away. It was pointless and he slowly poured the pasta and tomato sauce over her head. She looked like a droopy cat, covered with pasta over her face, not being able to move it and the sauce dripping over her body. Unlike the others, she was not taking it sitting down. She started cursing like a sailor as the guest walked away. The guest’s third plate had a banana and he walked up to Mary-Anne. He kneeled in front of her and looked up at her with a smile. He picked up the banana and put it between her legs. “Here you go sweetheart, enjoy.” and he pushed the unpeeled banana into her open cunt. She just stared at him, not saying a word, but just grimaced. It was the end of guest 1’s turn.

Guest number 2 walked up. He had the chocolate ice cream in his first bowl. He walked up to Tammy and started smearing the ice cream all over her heavy tits. He was using two hands at the same time. He cleaned his hands afterwards on her face, smearing the ice cream over her lips, nose and cheeks. Tammy was shivering from the cold ice cream that was completely covering her. The guest enjoyed the scene for a few seconds before walking back to bowls where he picked up his second bowl, again ice cream. He walked up to Willow and gave her the same treatment, smearing the ice-creams all over her ... His number 3 bowl was a banana like guest number 1. He walked over to Haylee. Haylee immediately started crying as he walked up to her. He used one hand to open up her cunt and smooshed the banana in her open hole with the other. Haylee’s body was physically responding, but couldn’t fight it. Out of all the things, the physical invasion of the banana seemed the most devastating to all.

Guest number 3 used the yellow custard and pulled Daphne by her ponytail and poured the custard on her face, causing her to gasp for air. The custard dripped down but the guest was already walking away and he picked up a banana. He tried to push in a banana in Mary-Anne asshole without much success. He managed to get a bit in, but it looked like a weird blob and squeezed it in her cunt instead. Unlike the previous members, it didn’t break Mary-Anne, she remained unphased. His last item was the cupcake and he walked towards Heather, who immediately started cursing. He rubbed a bit on Heather’s face, but then shoved in her mouth, paper and all, causing her cursing to stop immediately as she was now trying to regain her breath. He received applause from the audience from that.

Guest number 4 picked up three bananas, forcing them in Ashley, Faith and gave Mary-Anne a second banana in her cunt.

One by one, the guests picked their weapons of choice. The guests were encouraging each other one what to do. Stuffing bananas in Mary-Anne was a popular choice ... Even her mouth got stuffed, but she just ate that one. The guests made sure each guest had at least a banana in their cunt, except Heather, who received a cupcake in her cunt instead. The guy had said that he hoped she would get a nasty yeast infection. The dry cupcake has still left Heather unable to speak. India got some more beans on her as well and some guy tried to slowly stuff a whole bowl of ice cream up her ass. It looked like she had shit herself.

It took almost 2 hours before each guy was done, at the end several would go up at the same time if they had no overlapping girls as the guests were getting impatient. Each girl seemed to get somewhat equal treatment except Mary-Anne, who may have had 30 bananas in her and was clearly the winner of round 1. Ashley was number 2. She had received most of it without complaining, making her an easy choice and India was number 3.

“Ok we are done with round 1, time for round 2. I see some guests can hardly wait.”, I said.

Some more guests had come down, but some guests had left, leaving the total number roughly the same for round 2. The guests were handed a new number and were told to stand in front of the candidate of their selected. The candidates now all got a mouth gag in that kept their mouth wide open. The gags had three chains, connecting them to the bars above and to the chains besides them. This kept the gags well locked inside. Heather had used the last opportunity that her mouth was free to yell, but the gag stopped that again quickly. Her head couldn’t move even half an inch now.