Pigtails

"AAAAAAH! FUCK! I'M CUMMING!" Sanders screamed as she had an explosive orgasm.

"Hey, I never said you could cum, bitch!" Sugar yelled as she kept spanking Sanders with a paddle.

"You're right. Punish me more! I've been so bad!" Sanders begged.

Sugar sighed and put down the paddle. "Ya'll this ain't no fun." She complained to her teammates. "Why couldn't we get a Bitch that doesn't like being punished?"

"But isn't the whole point of BDSM and sexual domination to allow pleasure for both partners involved?" Ellody asked.

"Pssh. Who cares?" Sugar replied. "I just want to make those other two teams suffer as much as possible. It ain't no fun when they're enjoying it!"

"Ooh! Ooh! What if we shoved something really big inside her?" Izzy offered.

"Yeah! Yeah! Do that!" Sanders replied excitedly.

[Ellody: I'm glad that I'm a part of the team that has statistically the best players in this game, but I hate that most of them are just so mean! Sugar and Josee are just pure evil! Izzy and Crimson are okay, but they're both really freaky when it comes to sex. The only really nice person on the team is Dawn, but she just gives me a weird vibe. I'm not a believer in magic, but even I have to admit there's something strange about that girl.]

"Perhaps the best way to punish Sanders is simply to not punish her." Ellody suggested. "Why don't we go up to First Class and join the other two teams?"

The other Pornstars seemed okay with that, though Sanders was disappointed that her punishment wouldn't continue. They all headed up to First Class where the Killer Sluts and Possible Virgins were all seated.

"Hi, everyone." Dawn said, acting very friendly.

"S'up, bitches?" Sugar added.

"Hey." Leshawna replied, more to Dawn's friendly greeting than to Sugar. "Uh, where's Josee? Wasn't she with you guys in Loser Class?"

"No. I think she's with MacArthur somewhere." Ellody replied. "Ever since the last challenge, MacArthur's been milking her reward for all it's worth."

The other girls understood. In the previous challenge, MacArthur had earned the reward of choosing one girl from any team to be her Bitch for the rest of the game, and she chose Josee. "What do you think MacArthur's doing to torture Josee right now?" Gwen asked with a slight smirk.

"I know she's a huge strap-on fan, so probably something with that." Sanders replied.

"I don't understand why MacArthur and Josee hate each other so much." Dawn said. "Their auras are so similar to each other. I think they would make much better friends, or even romantic partners, than enemies."

"Heh. Well, you know what they say about people who annoy each other." Leshawna said. "It's just like when a little boy pulls a girl's pigtails on the playground. Just means he secretly has a thing for her."

[Sanders: I seriously doubt that MacArthur has any sort of feelings for Josee. It's just a classic bitter rivalry between good and evil. There's definitely nothing romantic going on there. Plus, even if there were, Josee is totally wrong for MacArthur. I think MacArthur should be with someone more responsible, someone more caring, someone who loves her just the way she is, maybe even someone who's maybe worked with her for a long time and has grown… Really close to her, and… Um, you guys can edit this out, right?]

At that moment, MacArthur burst through the doors to first class, towing Josee behind her on a leash. "Hey, everyone!" She exclaimed. "Check out my new Bitch! Everyone line up if you want to give her a free spanking!"

MacArthur paraded Josee around, letting everyone give her a nice slap on the ass . Josee looked like she was ready to explode with fury, but kept her cool as her teammates and fellow competitors had fun watching MacArthur treat her like this.

"I hate you so much." She growled.

"Aw, don't talk like that, baby. We're gonna have some fun tonight!" MacArthur purred. "Go get yourself lubed up in Loser Class. I got a big-ass strap-on with your name on it for later."

Josee stalked off towards Loser Class, grumbling all the way. MacArthur flopped down onto a couch with the others. "So, what have you guys been talking about?" She asked.

"MacArthur, you seem to be really having fun with Josee." Jasmine observed.

"Hey, I'm just giving her what she deserves." MacArthur replied with a grin.

"Are you sure there isn't another reason why you're enjoying it so much?" Gwen asked with a smirk.

"What do you mean?"

"Josee and MacArthur sitting in a tree!" Lindsay sang. "K-I-S-S-I-N-G!"

"Hey, shut up!" MaCarthur shouted, blushing terribly. "I am so not into Josee!"

"Yeah, guys. Just drop it." Sanders urged them. But the others all kept singing with Lindsay about MacArthur and Josee, only causing MacArthur to get more embarrassed and angry, and Sanders to get really nervous.

Fortunately, their song was interrupted by Chris's voice coming over the loudspeaker. "Ladies, buckle your seatbelts. We're about to land at our next destination!"

"Where do you think we'll end up next?" Ella asked excitedly.

"Well, wherever we are, it better have a better challenge than Vegas." Anne Maria replied. "My ass is still aching from all those challenges your drunk ass forced us to do!" She complained to MacArthur, who smiled sheepishly.

The plane landed and the girls stepped off the jet to see Chris standing there on the runway dressed in a toga with Chef and Blainley fanning him with palm fronds. The girls all wondered what this strange outfit had to do with their mystery location.

"Welcome to Rome!"