take grace to see the bullies with Mellissa noting down Grace's bully for collection after Grace enthusiastically finds the punishment's fitting. than you and you inner circle, which now includes Grace, retire for a evening of listening to the bullies communication which everyone find entertaining
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You lead Grace through the mansion's lower levels, descending a spiraling staircase into the basement where your collection of transformed bullies now serves as living infrastructure. Melissa accompanies you, tablet in hand, ready to document any additions to the collection.
As you reach the bottom of the stairs, soft humming fills the air—the sound of electrical energy being generated by fifteen crystalline power sources arranged in a semicircle along the wall. Each crystal contains the transformed body of a childhood bully, frozen in a moment of realization, their forms emitting a pulsating glow that powers various mansion systems.
"Holy shit," Grace breathes, her punk goth appearance a stark contrast to the pristine crystal chambers. "These fuckers actually power the whole mansion?"
"Each one powers specific systems," you explain, gesturing toward a particularly bright crystal containing Alexandra Wilson. "Victoria positioned her childhood bully directly across from her office for daily satisfaction."
Melissa steps forward, topless per this morning's randomizer, her professional demeanor unaffected by her state of undress. "We've established an efficient cataloging system for the bully infrastructure network. Each subject is positioned strategically based on power output and psychological impact."
Grace approaches Jessica Hayes' crystal pod, studying the frozen face of terror with fascination. The former high school bully's consciousness remains aware inside her crystalline prison, experiencing perpetual orgasmic state while providing power.
"They can communicate with each other through a mental link," you explain, activating a nearby console. "Dr. Maxine designed it to force them to describe their humiliation to each other continuously."
Grace's blue eyes light up with vindictive glee. "That's fucking brilliant. Making them narrate their own downfall over and over."
You smile at her enthusiasm. "Do you have any bullies you'd like to add to our collection?"
Grace's pierced eyebrow raises as a slow, cruel smile spreads across her pierced lips. "Sister Mary Katherine. That sanctimonious bitch made my life hell at the convent. Always criticizing my interpretation of scripture, reporting me to Mother Superior for 'dangerous progressive thinking.'"
Melissa immediately types this information into her tablet. "Full name? Current location? I'll add her to the acquisition list."
"Sister Mary Katherine Donnelly," Grace spits with venom. "Still at Holy Redemption Convent, acting holier-than-thou while crushing any independent thought. She deserves this punishment more than any of these assholes."
You place a hand on Grace's leather-clad shoulder. "Consider it done. We'll collect her next week during the bully acquisition ceremony."
"I can't fucking wait to see her face when she realizes what's happening," Grace says, grinning wickedly.
Later that evening, you gather your inner circle in the mansion's entertainment room. Victoria lounges in an elegant armchair, still topless in her midnight blue skirt. Maxine reclines on a chaise, her glasses perched on her nose as she monitors readings on her tablet. Grace sprawls on the couch beside you, her punk goth aesthetic completing the picture of your transformed family.
Tina enters with a tray of drinks, her own topless form adorned only with leather pants and choker. "Thought you might want refreshments for the show," she says, setting down glasses of wine.
You activate the mental link broadcast system, and the room fills with the plaintive mental voices of your crystalline power sources.
"I used to make Alexandra cry every day," Jessica Hayes' voice whimpers through the speakers. "Now I'm trapped forever, powering her mansion while experiencing endless orgasms I can't control."
"I stole Victoria's research paper in college," Alexandra Wilson's voice responds. "Now she watches me suffer while conducting business in her office. I can feel her satisfaction every time she looks at me."
Maxine raises her wine glass in a toast. "To justice, beautifully served."
Grace laughs, a harsh sound filled with vindication. "This is the most fucking poetic punishment I've ever seen. Sister Mary Katherine is going to fit right in with these miserable bitches."
Victoria smiles, sipping her wine. "The proximity effect Maxine discovered means each new addition makes the entire network more powerful. It's elegant efficiency."
You lounge back, enjoying the sound of your bullies' eternal punishment and the company of your devoted inner circle as the evening stretches before you.