Total Drama Spanking (For RavenSaint)

[zenith]

"Hello, and welcome to another installment of the Total Drama Series!" said the host. "My name is Chris Mclean, and I am here with my associate, Chef." Chef raises an arm before Chris turns the camera back so that his face is front and center. "Well, we have heard from the last few seasons that the part that you, the viewers liked best, was the relationships, the humiliation, the Island and anytime there was a wardrobe malfunction. So, for this season, we will focus on a fantasy that I'm sure many audience members have, getting their own harem. And don't worry, we are all back on the island that you know and love! But only one girl will win the grand prize and go on a one month luxury cruise with our bache-" All off a sudden the feed cuts off. Then turns back on.


"Our man. I apologize, but our lawyers have contacted me and let me know that I am not allowed to use the B-Word for legal reasons. But, luckily for me, the format isn't copyrightable," Chris said with a grin. "Now, as I was saying, the winner will get a one month luxury cruise with our main win, and each of them will receive $10,000! Everyone else will go home with nothing! Now, the challenges are going to be harrowing, but they are all based on the sort of things that I might want in a woman, so I figure that our prize- I mean man, Mike, will agree with me!" Chris explained.



Mike then appears on screen. He was shorter than average and stood at 5'4". He had tan skin, and short brown hair in a bowl cut. He had light green eyes and was wearing a basic pair of blue jeans, white sneakers, and a black shirt. He had a cheap digital watch on his right wrist. Chris whispered to the audience, "I think he's the son of someone important, I mean, how else did he get here?" he asked, knowing that the "raffle" for the sole male contestant was a lie.



Chris then began talking normally again. "I hope you are ready, because we have ten women who are here to meet you. And I think that the first few are coming down now!" he explained as the boats sailed into the dock.



Off to the side, Chef grumbled about how he and Chris had wanted to make the show R-rated to really bring in the attention, but had been forced to stop by the studio executives. Apparently sexual acts weren't appropriate for prime-time television.

[RavenSaint]

Prime-time television is often the bane of many ambitions. Can be manipulated around when required but sometimes legal issues win in the end. But at least this Total Drama island, a more harem themed one, has ten women coming. All by the same boats that has taken many over to this island throughout the years. One of them happens to be sitting on the balcony, her blue eyes looking directly at the island - as if already checking for any escape routes or hiding spots - while wind easily blows at her shoulder length blonde hair. Amy is her name and her five foot six, fairly tanned, frame - clad in a pair of blue jeans, white shirt and a pair of black trainers - seem almost reluctant for some reason.

Someone who doesn't seem to be reluctant at all, if anything she seems more than willing to jump off and swim the rest of the way if it would get her onto the island faster, is Clara. A five foot girl of fair skin, clury red hair and brown in the eyes. This caramel skinned adventurer, who happens to be wearing wearing a pair of white shorts with a matching vest and trainers, is practically pacing about impatiently.

"Backwards and forwards, backwards and forwards," was spoken by two purple pony tailed girls of Asian descent, Japanese to be specific, called Sakura and Hana. Both having matching hazel eyes, fire dragon themed kimonos and are even rocking their heads to the left and right in union as they watch the other women. From a four foot ten Lena napping at the back of the ship to a Latin girl called Thea glancing a bit self-consciously at her somewhat muscular arms.

"The sooner I'm there, the sooner I win the money, fame and some arm candy," cockily leaves the lips of Samantha, an almost six foot tall model who is wearing a very expensive looking dress and high heels while her long blonde hair reaches all the way down to just above her booty. Watching her is a five foot seven woman of brown hair and blue eyes, Jane, who seems to be viewing her as a rival of some sort as she is wearing similar clothing.

One who has no similar clothing is Maxine, a milky white skinned - five foot four tall - girl in black boots, matching frilly skirt with fishnet stockings between, a black top that doesn't cover her belly but covers both her breasts and her arms all the way to her wrists and a choker. This gothic cutie possess short, black, spiky hair and red eyes as she calmly whistles to herself.

"At last we're at the docks..." whimpers out the lips of a glasses wearing girl of silver hair, looking completely unwell. No, she doesn't have any life threatening illness...but instead she seem to suffer from sea sickness as this nerdy looking girl, Lucy, stumbles off the boat when it arrives at the docks.

[zenith]

Chris grinned as everyone arrived. This would be the perfect group for his ratings and he stepped forward. "Alright then!" Chris said. "Normally, I would come down and tell you all here to introduce yourself to the audience, but honestly?" He looked at himself in the mirror. "I don't think that's necessary. But I suppose that I am contractually obligated to do so," he grumbled. "Ladies, you will introduce yourselves after two things. First, your prize will introduce himself. Say hello Michael," Chris said as he pointed behind him. Chris felt that he was the real star of the show. Not Chef, not the island, certainly not the interns. Michael? He was just some kid that the male audience would fantasize being about. The women? Arm candy. They were only here to attract male viewers and for the female viewers to complain about how horrible they were...especially since he would manipulate their personalities and performances in front of the camera to make them look worse. Everyone did it and Chris knew that this would be easily the best solution. Reputations might take a hit, but not his! And that was all that mattered to the self-centered host (and Chef if you were to really pry deep down.)


Michael stepped forward to where Chris had indicated. In truth, his whispered musings were quite correct and Michael was the son of the CEO of Tech-X, a new software company that just so happened to have donated some of the nicer equipment around the island (for the crew (and Chris only of course.) Not to mention that, completely coincidentally, the new software they were using for filming and editing had also been provided by them. Michael looked at the ten woman and at the camera. "My name is Michael Xander," he claimed. "But please, call me Mike," he insisted, preferring the nickname. "And never Mikey," he added. He wanted to keep his last name a secret, but Chris had insisted he reveal it. As Chris knew, knowing that the potential prize was loaded would make him more attractive for at least a few of the women. And increase the Drama. "I'm the sort of guy who's either at home messing with my software or out in a tux," he explained. It was a half-truth. While he did go to many public (and private) events, he was a capital "G" geek. He loved video games, board games and even Dungeons and Dragons. Chris had ordered him to leave it out, make him look like a modern nerd, which was strangely cool now.


Chris then stepped in front of the contestant and turned toward the ten assembled women. "Alright then," Chris said. "Now you are all hear for the first challenge," he said with a grin. "But before I do that, let me tell you the prize!" he revealed, wanting to show them heaven before he dragged them to Hell. "Now, you girls will be staying in the cabins that made this show famous," Chris explained. "But whoever wins the weekly challenge won't be staying there. They can live with Mike for the week and have as much fun as they want," he said with a suggestive wink before pulling out a legal document. "Also, I am legally obligated to inform you, that sex is strictly prohibited and will result in a disqualification. If you think it counts, then don't try it. I'm not here to explain the birds and the bees," Chris muttered as he balled the document up and tossed it into the garbage. "As for the challenge? Well, you've heard the saying "An ass that won't quit?" Well, we want to see who's ass best meets that description!" Chris declared as nine spanking machines were rolled in by Chef. "Now these, nine machines will spank nine of you until you give up. But the tenth? Gets spanked by Michael," here he grinned as the boy clearly tried to control his blush. "Now, the machines will spank at the same rate consistently. But Mike? Maybe he's gentle, maybe's not. Fast, slow? Who knows? He's a wild card. Who wants to be spanked, on their bare ass by Michael, before even their first date? And if everyone declines...then Chef picks," Chris said with an evil smirk.