21/25
They came at night, storming the boys' dormitory of Hot House like commandos in the dark, and by the time the five male contestants knew what had happened, it was already too late. Any of the show's millions of viewers who tuned in to watch the early morning programming were treated to confusion slowly and groggily morphing into sheer terror as groans of WTF were quickly replaced by shrieks cascading from bed to bed. Each boy awoke to find themselves completely naked under their covers and upon pealing back their duvets, they stared on in horror at the tiny metal devices that had been attached to their genitals. Padlocked cages squeezed their throbbing cocks, preventing their morning wood while long flat wires wrapped around the rest of their genitalia – tightly secured with a padlock at the backs of their scrotums. One by one, the boys screamed and tugged at the mini-prisons – and one by one they realised the true helplessness of their predicament as small but painful electric shocks shots from the devices into their groins.
Hot House changed dramatically from that morning on – both as a house and as a show. The four remaining girls quickly revealed themselves as the culprits and as the new dominant presence in the house. The boys' pleas fell on deaf ears and the girls moved rapidly to assert their new order. All male clothing had been removed from the house in the same night and each boy was thrown a pair of frilled satin panties as pathetic modesty. It only got worse as the girls bathed and groomed them, removing all their body hair and applying treatments and lotions. Shocks were dealt out liberally to maintain strict compliance and by the end of the second day, each boy was a broken simpering shadow of their former selves – willing to do anything to avoid another jolt in the testicles.
The challenges would change too and it was on day 5 of the new way of things that Robbie and Jay found themselves engaged unwillingly in a staring contest – each of the boys clad in humiliating latex lingerie with a chain attached to a choker around each of their throats holding them in place. Neither could bring themselves to meet the other's eye for it would bear a stark reminder of their own degradation.
“You know this is all Emi, right?” Robbie hissed. “None of those other girls would say boo to a ghost before she got a taste for blood when Jared lost that challenge. I bet she's some kind of freak on OnlyFemmes or something.”
“I think...” Jay stammered, “I think at least this will be over soon. Our followers must be leaving in droves... No-one would want to follow someone who does...this...” He finally raised his gaze to meet Robbie's painted face. “Right!?”
