Soreness and Secrets

"Say it, bitch!"

"Aaah! No! It's so stupid!"

Izzy started spanking her sex slave, Josee, even harder with the paddle she had. "Say it!" She gave Josee one last smack and Josee cracked.

"Aaaah! Fine! Kaleidoscope is the coolest name in the history of ever!" Jose conceded, getting up and rubbing her stinging ass. "Are you happy now?"

"Not yet. Now, get on all fours," Izzy said, putting on a strap-on that looked thicker than Chef's gigantic biceps, "I'm about to ride your ass like a bucking giraffe!"

"You mean a bucking bronco?" Josee whimpered.

Izzy gave an insane laugh. "Nah. Riding a giraffe is waaaaaay crazier than a dumb bronco. Now bite down on something, 'cause I'm coming in dry!"

Josee's scream of pain and pleasure echoed all throughout the Total Drama jet. The other two teams collectively winced when they heard it. [Sanders: I hate Josee just as much as the next girl, except maybe MacArthur, but even I wouldn't force her to be Izzy's bitch. That girl is fucking psychotic!]

"Okay, ladies," Courtney said, "we need a plan to make sure that the Screaming Pornstars lose the next challenge."

"They've had four wins in a row!" Gwen added. "They need to be stopped!"

"Yeah! Those bitches need to be taken down a peg!" Anne Maria said.

"I hate to say it, but maybe we should consider trying to sabotage them in the next challenge." Jasmine suggested.

"You mean cheat?!" Zoey asked incredulously. "We can't do that! That might get us in trouble!"

"Yeah, but it's a chance I'm definitely willing to take." Leshawna said. "If those bitches win one more time, I'm throwing my damn ass off this plane!"

"So, we're agreed." Courtney said. "Then here's to the downfall of the Screaming Pornstars!"

"To the downfall of the Pornstars!" The other girls echoed.

"Yeah!" Ella exclaimed. "And, speaking of the Pornstars… I have to go to the bathroom!" And with that, Ella raced off, leaving the others very confused.

"What do the Pornstars have to do with going to the bathroom?" Gwen asked.

"I don't know. Most of them are pretty shitty." MacArthur offered.

Meanwhile, Ella was sequestered away in one of the many private rooms Chris had installed on the plane for private intercourse making out passionately with none other than Dawn.

"You have… No idea how long I've been looking forward to seeing you today." Ella said in between kisses.

"Aah~" Dawn moaned softly as Ella reached down to finger her. "Me too." She replied. The two of them kept kissing for a few more minutes until Ella suddenly stopped. "Ella, what's wrong?" Dawn asked. "Your aura doesn't have as bright a shade of pink as it usually does."

"It's just… I feel guilty." Ella replied. "My team and the Killer Sluts are forming an alliance to sabotage your team. If they succeed, you could get eliminated. I just don't want that to happen."

Dawn, surprisingly, giggled at this remark. "Sweetie, you don't have to worry about my team eliminating me." She said. "I'm far too valuable to them for them to vote me out. In fact, I could even help you sabotage my team if you want."

"You'd really do that?" Ella asked.

Dawn smiled and pecked Ella on the cheek. "Anything to make you happy." She said sweetly.

"Attention, girls, please strap into your seats and stow away any carry-ons and strap-ons. We'll be landing at our latest destination in just a few minutes." Chris said over the loudspeaker.

"I should get back to my team before they get suspicious." Dawn said. "But, before I go…" She reached down and pumped her fingers swiftly in Ella's pussy, causing her to cry out in an explosive climax. Dawn licked her fingers clean and left Ella, giving her one more kiss before leaving.

Ella went back to first class with a dazed smile on her face after that incredible orgasm. "That must have been one incredible bathroom break." Gwen joked, noticing Ella's expression.

"Huh?" Ella said nervously. "No! I just… Um…"

They felt a slight bump as the plane touched down. "Looks like we've landed." Leshawna said. "Let's see what kind of hellhole Chris has trapped us in this time."

The girls exited the plane and were immediately hit with a blast of heat and a smell that could only be described as the stench of death and curry.

"Welcome to India!"